#I reeeeally like how it turned out

[jazzandpizazz]

THOMASTHOMASTHOMASASHSGAJJJ

[yuurionviktor]

So I read dunmeshi

Yes, Falin is wearing that one stomach skeleton tshirt

[shimmershy]

Rainy day!

This was originally for Frisk Month day 4, all the way back in March, but I never finished it ha ha.

[delightfuldevin]

Super Mario Princesses!! Individuals under the cut, as well as a few design notes :3

Princess Daisy

The most changed of the three!! Honestly, I don’t mind Peach and Rosie’s canon designs, I just wanted to add a bit extra for them. Daisy, however, was in desperate need for a full redesign. I never liked how similar her dress is to Peach’s. They’re practically the exact same outfit just with different colors. I’m pretty sure originally this was to mirror Mario and Luigi’s outfits, but it just doesn’t make sense to me. The bros are twins so matching outfits is cute. Peach and Daisy, however, aren’t even related so it’s just annoying to me hcbsjbcjsdcbsj

So, this whole drawing was mainly just for her!! Daisy deserves her own bit of uniqueness and she gets it in the form of representing her kingdom!! Specifically, the Kingdom of Chai, which is where her castle is in Sarasaland! Daisy is the Mario world equivalent to Chinese! Her dress is based on a hanfu, though I took a bit of liberty with the sleeves since Rosie already has the bell sleeves and I wanted Daisy’s gloves to still be visible. Overall, I tried to combine her canon design with an inspired Chinese hanfu so that she is more separate from Peach, but not so far removed from her canon self. Also I like her old red crown so yeah that too.

I’d like to make a more casual outfit to support her tomboyish personality as well, if ever I can get to that…

Princess Peach

I mainly just wanted Peach’s design to incorporate both peaches and mushrooms. It’s not too far removed from her canon design, right? Also, no she’s not wearing a Super Crown, I just wanted to add more mushrooms haha. Though the patterns kinda invoke the image of a piranha plant instead huh? Oops

Rosalina

Even less was changed about Rosie. It’s basically her canon dress with a few specific changes. The thing I want to touch on the most is her skintone, just cause it was the hardest part for me haha. I wanted her to have bluish undertones without her looking actually blue and it was kinda hard. After going through multiple colors on the blue side of the color wheel, I decided to just make her skin really pale peach, then make a light blue layer over her skin and lower the opacity. I ended up with a color that was actually on the yellow-green part of the color wheel. It’s meant to make her look otherworldly and less human. I think it’s clear enough to be recognizably not a human skintone, but still subtle enough to let Rosie pass as a normal human. I like how it turned out :D

[shirogane-oushirou]

[cw vent: chronic illness, general world politics mention w no detail)

"man. i'm so tired. i feel like i can't do anything selfship related. is it because my energy's been sapped from family visiting and everyone wanting to do ~summer activities~ nonstop? am i so in my head about "getting ren's story right without stepping over any lines" that i've backed myself into a perfectionist corner? is the world just going to shit so hard that i can't have one (1) minute of escape on this blog before going back to working through the political hellscape we're in? god even trying to make this plushie pattern is killing me even though i want to hold my guy So Badly AUGH."

/finishes the plushie pattern after trying multiple body bases and literally buying a japanese ebook about plushie face and hair design/

"actually what if i lived forever and spent all of that time making an army of these fuckers to swim in? what then?"

[natalchartnurtures]

PAC: What Greek Mythology love story would you and your FS be?

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[pile 1 to 3- left to right]

Just came out of a bone-crushing healing and shadow work period for my Kundalini Awakening going on right now T-T In an attempt to raise my spirits, I created my very first FS reading-

pile 1:

General vibe of your love story with your FS-

This is the movie pile. I see a full-blown movie arc in my mind’s eye for your love story with your FS. I see an opening at- you guys meeting, the middle act- your separation and individual trials, and the final act- the happy reunion! OBVIOUSLY, there's nuance to how all of this will unfold for each of y’all reading since it's real life we're talking about, but your story with your FS is the closest thing to a happily-ever-after if I've ever seen one.

It's like when y’all first met, y’all were young, or maybe some of y’all didn't know how to handle a relationship or didn't have the resources in the 3D (think money or a place of your own, something like that) to make this relationship happen? Maybe it was long distance for a looong time? And so, for whatever reason (along said lines) y’all had to let each other go or y’all couldn't be together. It's like y’all were shown a grand possibility to be together, and BOOM it was taken away.

Then you guys enter a separation period right after, and the length of this period will differ for everybody reading, anywhere between months to a couple of years. After having worked HARD on yourselves ON YOUR OWN to overcome your personal issues, traumas, and suffering, you guys come together. The key to really mastering your obstacles is in the day to day. You will have set routines to tackle your obstacles, such as say you’ve got anxiety or a dys-regulated nervous system, so maybe you'll always have a stress relief meditation scheduled in no matter how your day looks. So on and so forth, fill in the details of this period as it best suits your life. But the common denominator, I feel like, is that y’all really fight to be with one another. The love is so deep here, and that's what motivates each of you to overcome your personal hurdles, yk? And THEN, when it happens, and y’all reunite, it's sooo beautiful. It's like you guys will build a brand new life together where you can put the past behind and finally enjoy the fruits of your labor! Also, I see you guys growing and blossoming over time with your FS upon reunion 🥺✨.

So… which Greek myth sums up YOUR love story with your FS the best?

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It’s the story of Cupid and Psyche!

From what I’ve read about this story, Cupid and Psyche couldn’t immediately be together after they met. Cupid could only meet Psyche at night AND she’s not even allowed to see him! T-T This was part of what Psyche has to overcome- the challenges put forth by Aphrodite just because the goddess was jealous of Psyche. And poor Cupid had self-esteem issues from what I gather lmao. He didn't even feel worthy to show his mortal wife what he REALLY looked like (which, by the way, is GORGEOUS af?! Like who hurt you, Cupid?) They eventually overcome their odds and reunite. Eventually, Jupiter blesses Psyche with immortality, which allows them to live forever in their new life happily ever after. Ahhh… beautiful.

I encourage you to read the original story (or watch it on YT, do whatever you like :p) to pick up on any additional messages! Buuut that’s all I have for you lovely folks today.

Love and loads of light, sweet pea :)

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pile 2:

General vibe of your love story with your FS-

Reeeeally strongly coming in right off the bat, I feel like both you AND your FS will be turning a brand new leaf in your lives. Think a new job for one or both of you. A major relocation for one or both of you. A major relationship ending for one or both of you. You catch the drift, right?

It feels like y’all will be closing out a cycle and entering into a new era, so to speak. And in this new era, I sense that you'll keep mostly to yourself and aren't all that interested in anybody because you're still processing this BIG shift you just went through and you're reflecting a lot, drawing on your wisdom, staying in your lane. Ngl, you do feel vulnerable and raw too, which is probably why you seem to keep to yourself mostly during the time you might run into your FS. I sense the same from their end too.

You know what this is? Mutual healing. Your future spouse finds you at a time when you're in the dead center of healing and vice versa. You will both be the catalysts to each other's healing! How cool is that? And after y’all find stability in your journey together especially after navigating healing for so long… I see y’all being so comfortable and content and peaceful with one another 🥺 this makes my heart full!! Stop it! Ahhhhhh <3 The vibes are immaculate, it's giving 'comrades in the battlefield' kinda energy. Your FS will stick with you no matter what, literally. And that's the kind of loyalty many people only dream about. Love it 🤌🏾. Y’all will love each other's pain away 🥺😩. Ugh my heart can't take it anymore!

So… which Greek myth sums up YOUR love story with your FS the best?

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It’s the story of Odysseus and Penelope!

Now in the story of Odysseus and Penelope, both of them undergo significant changes and face major disruptions in their lives. Odysseus’s long journey home from the Trojan War and Penelope’s long period of waiting and dealing with suitors at home. BUT even in Odysseus's absence, Penelope remains faithful and focused on her own survival and household. Similarly, Odysseus endures many trials and tribulations. Both characters are found in a state of self-reflection in the face of personal challenges (in my humble opinion of course). Their reunion symbolizes mutual healing… both of our characters here show incredible loyalty and perseverance despite being apart for 20 years!

-Side note: on a completely different note, your story low key kinda reminds me of the story of James and Claire from Outlander >< shoutout to the Outlander fans hehehehe, I'm waiting for the 9th season to come out SO BAD ughhhh lmao-

I encourage you to read the original story (or watch it on YT, do whatever you like :p) to pick up on any additional messages for yourself! Annnnd that’s all I have for you lovely folks today.

Love and loads of light, sweet pea :)

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pile 3:

General vibe of your love story with your FS-

Ah.. my Pile number 3s.. you guys are afraid to love.. aren't you? You might be blocked off from your heart and as a result won’t be open to true reciprocal and healthy love for a WHILE. But then I see that the divine will enter your life in some way and shake you up in a big way to show you how you've been standing in your own way and keeping love at a distance.. I'm seeing the tower card in my third eye as I say this even though it hasn't come out for you today.

Ah, this is like a personal journey I see you taking before your FS comes in and swoops you off your pretty lil feet 🙃 tehe! Your energy seems quite mental to me. You love living in your head, thinking, planning, analyzing, and just knowing things. But this came at the grave cost of not being connected to your heart.. and when the divine intervenes and helps you connect to your heart again is when your FS comes in flying ✨.

Side note: Ooh.. suddenly I hear Lavender Haze by our queen Taylor Swift? Take that only if it resonates for you :]

But yea, I see you struggling and feeling out of control when all of this happens because you're used to being in control of things usually but now all of this has you a bit overwhelmed I'm ngl.. but you end up navigating this perfectly well! Yay! I'm glad haha 😅🫂👏🏾

So… which Greek myth sums up YOUR love story with your FS the best?

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The story of Pygmalion and Galatea!

Yup, just like how Pygmalion accidentally manifested Galatea, you kinda accidentally manifest your future spouse too (low key reeeal funny ngl). Because Pygmalion refused to love anybody, he sculpted out his perfect woman and fell in love with his creation. His deep affections attract the attention of you guessed it Aphrodite herself, and she decides to ahem intervene. She brings Galatea to life, which represents the transformation of Pygmalion's mental fixation (and emotional disconnection) TO emotional CONNECTION. How perfectly beautiful. Ugh. Love your story, Pile 3. Gosh.. who doesn't love their FS simply falling into their laps? Haha

I encourage you to read the original story (or watch it on YT, do whatever you like :p) to pick up on any additional messages! Soooo that’s all I have for you lovely folks today.

Love and loads of light, sweet pea :)

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[mell0wjello]

OK, i reeeeally like your writing style, so i'm going to make my first request 🫶

savanaclaw with a reader who, when they get nervous, do they end up cooking? as if it were a uncontrollable habit, yk? and what would happen if, one day, they got so nervous that they ended up having a big feast?

TYYY ANONN <333 Im loving the creativity of these requests so ofc !! I'm kind of scared of writing for Savanaclaw (some parts might be ooc) but I’ll do it just for you

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𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓻

Since Leona learned about your little habit, he’s been accepting what he can from you. He’s very picky. He won’t eat anything that’s been out for 2 days, and absolutely no veggies. Much to his dismay though, you keep bringing them to him, and you’ve joined in on Ruggie’s nagging to eat the dreaded items. He had to admit though, the way you prepared them made it much easier for him to keep down.

He takes what he can, and the leftovers go to Ruggie, who's always happy to get food on his plate. Savanaclaw was well-fed during exam seasons, and you also seemed much more relaxed when you brought over a few snacks. Leona enjoyed eating something other than cafeteria food, and the food you prepared was much tastier by a landslide.

Finals week rolled around, and Leona knew what this implied for you. As the only magic-less student on campus, there was pressure on you to uphold a decent grade. You'd stay all day holed up at Ramshackle, presumably studying, so Leona didn't care to interrupt you. As much as he avoided studying, he understood the stakes for you and let you be, although he advised you to take breaks in between.

That's why he didn't mind your text saying you'd be bringing dinner later. You'd finally decided to tear yourself away from the books and give yourself a break, so Leona left you on read as his way of giving you permission. A while later, there was a knock on his door. You were at his door, asking for him to come down. The smell of your cooking wafted into his dorm room and the sound of students chattering rang out from outside.

"What's that racket outside?" Leona stepped out and looked over at the lounge below, seeing half the dorm crowded around a table filled with a variety of different dishes, all still hot and fresh. He had to take a second to admire the incredible amount of food, threatening to rival the one at the royal palace.

"Oh," you said from behind him,

"I brought over dinner. Didn't I text you about it?"

Leona turned his eyes to you in subtle annoyance. You had joined his side and looked down at the lounge as well, a hint of pride glimmering in your eyes.

"Yes, you did but..." Leona groaned, pinching the space in between his furrowed brows. When you said you'd be bringing dinner, he didn't imagine it to blow to this proportion. Although part of him wanted to admonish you, he recognized no ill intent in your actions and besides, your tired demeanor had been wiped off your face when you knocked on his door. If this is what it took for you to finally return to your usual bubbly self, he decided he didn't mind.

"You really are a handful, you know that?" Leona sighed, making his way to join the rest of his dorm. You followed close behind him, jokingly urging him to quicken his step, or his dormmates would finish everything before he got there. Plenty of food and plenty of drinks were passed around that night, and lots of laughter and conversations were shared. There was enough food for everyone to eat their fill, and Leona ate quite a lot too. You were talking with Jack and Ruggie when you noticed the abnormal absence of a snarky comment.

You turned to look at Leona, but he wasn't in his seat. Instead, he was laying down on a nearby couch, arms thrown under his head, slowly falling asleep. The three of you had to hold back your laughter. Who would've thought that even Leona would get sleepy after a big meal? You sneaked in closer to him, looking how his chest began to rise and lower with his breath, and the small wrinkling of his nose. It was at times like these that you wished you still had your cellphone with you. The other two joined in. Ruggie sneaked his phone from his pocket, cautiously opening the camera to take a picture. As if sensing imminent danger, you and Jack stepped away. Ruggie was framing Leona’s sleeping expression, but his ears perked up and his eyes shot open.

All 3 of your hearts dropped simultaneously, feeling like prey cornered by your predatory upperclassman. In a moment of fight or flight, the three of you darted away, knowing deep down that you wouldn’t be able to outrun him, but still trying nonetheless to escape from peril.

𝓡𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓮 𝓑𝓾𝓬𝓬𝓱𝓲

Ruggie, for one, adored this little habit of yours. He loved having you around. Especially during big tests or events on campus, if you were there it meant that there was food on his plate. Such a good cook you were too! He’d get to try so many new things, and so much tastier and filling than dandelions.

Ruggie never minded at all when there was a knock at his door and he found you handing him a basket full of sweets and pastries. If it let you blow off steam and it kept his stomach full, he saw no reason for concern. Hell, he’d even come over to Ramshackle to ask for the food himself, even during seasons when your cooking habit was more or less controlled.

However, as much as he loved your cooking, even he was shocked when he came to Ramshackle today. He knew that lately you’d been feeling very nervous about the upcoming exams, and there was a constant flux of baskets coming to his dorm step. The outside of Ramshackle smelled like heaven on earth for Ruggie. He cheerfully knocked on your door as he always did, expecting the usual basket full of baked goods.

Instead, he was greeted by a grim figure resembling your usual image with a mixing bowl in hand. Dark circles rimmed your eyes and your normally lively skin was now ghastly pale, yet somehow you still stirred the bowl steadily. Ruggie choked on seemingly nothing and took a step back, thinking your habit had finally done you in and turned you into one of your roommates. The figure spoke in a bizarrely clear voice.

"Ruggie! Uh, you're here for your basket, right? Umm..." You laughed awkwardly, trying to come up with something to say.

The sound of your usual voice broke Ruggie out of his baffled state, allowing concern to set in.

"Prefect?! I barely recognized you! Did you sleep at all?" He spouted anxiously, but you seemed to hardly be fazed.

"Oh yeah... I couldn't really sleep," You said nervously.

"My hands kind of started moving on their own, and before I realized," you laughed a little more to alleviate the distress leaking into your voice. With a sigh, you gave in.

"Well, I think you'd better look at it yourself"

You opened the door and invited him in to reveal the lounge of Ramshackle, the sole table crowded with plate upon plate of mouth-watering dishes. Ruggie's eyes widened at the sight, his ears perked up and his tail began to wag side to side.

"It's a lot, and I still have some more in the kitchen. I don't really know what to do with it," you said admittedly.

"surely not even you could take all this?" You referred to Ruggie, who was still staring. There was so much. Too much. Not even he could handle all that. But…

“I’ll take it no problem” Ruggie claimed despite the doubt in your voice.

"What? Ruggie, this is way too much! You can't eat all this before half of it goes to waste."

"Who says it's for me? I can bring it back home. It'll keep granny and the other folks fed for days!" He countered, already heading to grab some of the plates from the table.

"Ohhh! You're right! We should probably get several baskets for this..." You said as you went into the kitchen, taking out a few baskets that you were planning on giving Ruggie later.

The both of you stuffed and wrapped as much food as you could and placed it into the baskets, overflowing each one. With a little help from magic, the both of you arrived at Savanaclaw carrying mountains of baskets, warranting the stares of some of the other dorm members. Ruggie didn’t mind though, he could only think about bringing all these goods back home as soon as possible.

𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓸𝔀𝓵

Jack was a little anxious when he found out. At first, he thought that cooking might get in the way and such a task could potentially disturb your daily routine, although you seemed to manage it relatively fine and you were undeniably good at it. The Savanaclaw kitchen was a deserted place, so after talking with Leona, Jack would invite you over to use it instead since it was bound to be way nicer than Ramshackle's. He's doing it EXCLUSIVELY because he thinks it'll be putting their kitchen to better use. He'll never tell you it was out of concern.

Lending you his dorm kitchen also meant that he was allowed special access to all the baked goods you made. This was one of the reasons he decided to take that initiative too, although he would never admit it directly either. His tail was a different story though. The way it energetically wagged from side to side as you handed him a plate gave away everything you needed to know. At the end of the day, you were relieving your stress and he got to taste your cooking, so what was there not to like?

You came often to Savanaclaw, always busying away in the kitchen, but nowadays, you would spend the majority of your time in there. Jack took notice of this, and he also observed how you were more on edge and nervous lately. On a particularly stressful day for you, he peeked inside the kitchen to check up on you. There was an unfamiliar scent in the air. You were cutting up something on the counter, something you hadn't made yet. Jack curiously comes up to you.

“What’s that?” He asks, looking at the unknown dish you were preparing. It looked sort of odd, but it did smell good.

You smile at him lightly, a crease of melancholy tugging at the corner of your mouth.

“You wouldn’t know it,” you cut the last piece and add it to the plate, finishing the dish.

“It’s a little something I used to make back home. Rather, I tried my best to replicate it with what I have.” You say, pulling out 2 utensils from one of the drawers.

“Would you like to try some?” You ask Jack, who has unapologetically been following the plate with his eyes. He nods, and you hand him the other utensil. He quickly takes a bite, his face first showing subtle confusion, quickly followed by an expression of satisfaction.

You giggle, relieving some of the sadness you felt. You hand the boy the plate, happy at your successful attempt of imitating such a comforting dish. Your hands move on their own as you talk to him again,

“Lately I’ve been feeling real homesick. I suppose I just wanted something to alleviate that feeling.” Your hands reach for some fruits and you place them on the cutting board.

Jack listens to you, looking back at the plate and at your working hands. He sets the now empty plate on the sink, washing it along with his hands, and comes over to you.

“What can I do to help?”

You turn to the beastman by your side, giving him a confused look.

“Help me with what?” You ask, resting the knife on the board.

“Well, you’re feeling down right now,” Jack replied honestly. He continues,

“And you’re always cooking stuff for us so…” Jack averted his gaze and crossed his arms, but you could see some pink rise to his cheeks as he spoke.

“I figured the least I could do is help you with it.”

Your face softened into a smile, although Jack's was flustered. Suppose that if he knew how to use a knife and stir, he could be of use in the kitchen.

"Sure! Here's what you can do." You hand him a couple of ingredients and you take out measuring cups. You run Jack through the basic steps of making a traditional dish from your country as he listens intently. You glance back from your own duties every now and to give pointers and see that Jack, although clumsy at times, is doing a fine job. Soon enough, you give him instructions for another task, then another, and another. Before any of you realize it, you're surrounded by pots and plates full of food. You're stirring one of the pans sitting on the stove when you feel Jack tap you on the shoulder.

"You done?" You ask, thinking that he's done with boiling the veggies, but instead, he gives you a concerned response.

"Prefect... I think we've been at it for too long" He motions for you to look at the rest of the kitchen. You follow his nod with a gasp to see the entire space filled with way too much food for just the two of you.

"Oh, shit" you muttered under your breath. What were you going to do with all of this?

"Leona's going to be mad if he finds this" Your mind raced at the thought of how pissed Leona would be if a herbivore like you was making a mess in his kitchen.

Jack proposed, "Do you think we could give this out without him finding out?". It wasn't a bad idea.

"Hmm. Do you think your dormmates will eat this?" You looked at the food. It was nothing regional, that's for sure. You wondered if they'll like recipes from another world.

"Yeah! They'll eat anything really, especially Ruggie." Jack grinned at you, showing off his canines.

The both of you got to work, sectioning off everything into trays that would be easy to hand out and leaving a little bit of food for the both of you as well. You set out to knock on rooms to deliver the food. Once that task was done, you could go back to the kitchen to enjoy what was left. Everything tastes so much better when you're proud of what you've cooked.

[redr0sewrites]

having some dan heng thoughts........

he doesnt go into rut or anything, but he has a reeeeally high sex drive and hes good at hiding it. so if youre having a convo or chatting with someone hes gonna act all composed but the moment youre alone he'll cram his cock(s) into your hole(s) and plow you like theres no tomorrow. BONUS POINTS IF HES WHINIER THAN USUAL!!!

- liz (ive been holding onto this because i thought im sending too many requests HELP)

AAA LIZ!!!! THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS SENDING IN TOO MANY REQS PLS SEND MORE I NEED MORE HSR REQS!!! <3 dan heng is sooo delicious

🥀CW: smut, ehibitionism, switch/soft dom dan heng, imbibitor lunae!dan heng, marking, dirty talk, overall filth

🥀 minors dni

dan hengs tail swung sharply through the air, the only giveaway in his usually stoic demeanor. his horns glowed faintly as he stared down the person talking to you both. while others may have seen him as calm, you knew exactly what your boyfriend wanted.

you politely excused the both of you, and began to walk away, farther down the street with dan heng right at your heels. the minute you both turned the corner, he harshly grabbed you and practically dragged you to the nearest alleyway. it had been far too long since he had touched you, and his dragonic instincts had already taken over. he had barely managed to contain his lust when talking to that stranger, and now here you both were, alone, with one idea in mind.

"off. now." dan heng tugged at your clothes, pulling your shirt down from your shoulder to reveal your skin. he immediately began to press hot, messy kisses to your neck, ghosting his teeth over your collarbone to your shoulder. your breath hitched, and he bit down hard.

"slow down dumbass" you mumbled, trying to pull away so you could continue removing your shirt. dan heng whined in response and the both of you seperated long enough to remove your clothes before he practically pounced on you, shoving you against the wall and picking you up.

"i need you... need you so bad..." dan heng was muttering as he began to press sloppy kisses to your neck and shoulders, grinding against you fervently. suddenly he pulled away a little, aligning himself with your weeping hole.

you moaned, feeling him rubbing against your entrance. dan heng groaned in response, kissing you roughly and nipping at your lower lip. suddenly, he pushed into you, the both of you moaning in pleasure as he filled you.

"aeons, your so tight- its like your hole was made for my cock, augh~ made for me-" dan heng bit down on your shoulder so hard you were sure he drew blood, and you let out a wanton moan as his hips snapped against yours.

a small bulge formed in your stomach with each harsh thrust, you dragged his hand down to press on it. dan heng moaned as he felt the small bump grow with each thrust.

"mm~ taking me so well, need you so bad-" he was cut short by another loud moan, his hole body trembling in pleasure. the both of you were nearing your orgasms, and the pleasure was overwhelming.

"please- please i'm so close" he gasped, the sound of skin slapping against skin and loud moaning made it incredibly obvious what you both were doing, yet you couldn't find the energy to care.

"me too- ngh~ cum inside, please-" at your words, dan heng seemed to grow feral. his tail moved to wrap tightly around your thigh, and he slammed deeper into you as your hips stuttered to keep up.

"o-oh, aeons~" dan heng let out a needy sob, and at the same time the coil in your stomach snapped as your release tumbled through you. dan heng gave a few more needy thrusts, prolonging both of your highs as you both took shaky breaths.

dan heng pulled out of you slowly, a ring of sticky release coated the base of his cock. the both of you were soaked in your own release, and dan heng pressed a soft kiss to the skin on your neck he had previously marked. you sigh contentedly, pulling away to look at how ruined you both looked.

"wanna go home and continue this?"

bro i feel like this sucks im so sorry😭 i am actually so tired im still getting over being sick so it took me a while to get to this request again IM SO SORRYYYYY BUT FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE REQS LIZ!!!!!! I LOVE UR REQS!!!!!!!

[elsweetheart]

Pls write about clingy!reader wanting ellie's attention when she's playing video games and just like climbing into her lap and all that cute stuff.. youre writng is good <3 xoxo

this is so me….. giggles ….. (and thank u <3)

console yourself — clingy!reader

🎀 just fluff with a tiny bit of suggestiveness if you squint? reader bein clingy n ellie being cute :)

• you missed ellie. you pouted into the bed sheets as you lay faced down, leg pulled up beside you, spreading yourself out (rather dramatically, you might add.) on the bed. your favourite pyjama shorts were jostled at your hips as you sigh with your face buried into ellie’s pillow. she was supposed to be right here besides you, holding you. but instead, she was far, far away. 

• “motherfucker.” ellie cursed quietly as her on screen character died and her game restarted. okay, maybe she wasn’t that far away — but she was far enough. what wasn’t helping, was that she looked so cozy on that day. she was bundled in a hoodie and sweatpant material shorts that were grey and fell just above her knee. half of her short hair was pulled back into its usual half-do messy bun and she was slouched down in her seat, legs spread and her controller resting at her stomach where she aggressively thumbed the joystick, brow creased in concentration.

• “ellieeeeuhhhhh.” you whined, and one might think judging by the devastation in your voice that you were severely injured or frightened- however ellie knew you all too well, and even without lending you any of her concentration she knew that you were simply suffering from a severe case of clingy girlfriend syndrome.

• “one minute, babe.” she responded, a few seconds delayed as her eyes zeroed in on her screen target. you huffed, unsatisfied by the response and rolled over to watch her. deciding to take matters into your own actions you stood up, walking over to her with determination (and yet you ended up giggling.) and climbing onto her leg, seating yourself on her lap.

• she barely reacts, simply weaving her head past and over yours when you were getting situated so that she could still see the screen. if she was going to ignore you for her game, she might aswell do it with you on her lap. “hey.” she greets casually and you giggle some more at how focused she is on the game. at your laugh, the corners of her own mouth subconsciously turn up without realising as she continues mashing the joystick.

• you try your best to not disturb her too much, snuggling into her with your arms around her neck, burying your face into her as she leans back with you on her comfortably. she sighs in frustration at the game as it restarts again. “why can’t i fucking get past this part?” she mutters under her breath and you turn your cheek, your warm breath heating the skin of her neck.

• “maybe it’s a sign from the universe that you should pay attention to your girlfriend.” you held back a smile at your cheeky response to her rhetorical question and she briefly took her eyes off the screen to side eye you, making you snigger.

• she played a few more rounds before you noticed the repetitive music from the old game halted and both of her hands were on your waist. “alright, i’m all yours.” she smiled, briefly taking her hands away to stretch her arms, leaning back as she did so and glancing at the clock - guiltily wondering how much time she’d spent accidentally neglecting you.

• you sat back on her lap and smiled at her, crinkling your nose when she poked it. “i missed you.” you complained quietly, busying yourself with playing with her hoodie drawstring.

• “can you reeeeally miss someone if they’re in the same room?” she smirked, pushing your hair back with her hand, letting it slide over your head til she was cupping the back of your neck. you looked up at her with a serious expression, scrunching your nose in fake anger. “yes.” you answered and she chuckled, nodding as if to say ‘alright, alright.’

• “oh, right. i guess i missed you too then.” she smiled coyly, pulling you in by the neck and bringing your mouth to hers. you melted into the kiss, feeling relieved and satisfied by the affection you were craving so badly. “wish i could throw your console out the window sometimes.” you admit against her mouth and she pulled away to gasp, an offended hand on her chest.

• “you take that back, missy.” she poked a finger into your chest and you giggled, chasing her mouth for another kiss.

• “i doooo! i’m sorry!” you had fallen into a giggle fit as the two of you continued to kiss through the disruption before finally pulling away for a breather.

• “i think you’d like it if you tried it.” after gazing at you for a moment she spoke with a fond smile, fiddling with the ends of your pyjama shorts that were bunched up at your thigh crease.

• “i’m not playing that girlfriend-thieving game. don’t try and corrupt me.” you closed your eyes stubbornly as if you could block her out and she chuckled, leaning back a little more in her chair and nudging you suggestively with her own hips, bouncing you once on her lap.

• “little late for that, don’t you think?” her smirk only got more sly and you opened your eyes just to widen them, feeling your face heat up. “how about this,” she took your hands in hers, running her thumb over your knuckles absentmindedly.

• “i’m listening.” you raised an eyebrow.

• “i’ll teach you how to play. you can stay right here on my lap, because i know you’re clingy like that.” she tilted her head slightly in a loving way as she stared at you on her lap. you pretended to think before clambering up to swivel round in her lap.

• “fine... i am not clingy.” you denied with a proud grin.

• “and the sky isn’t blue.” she teased, pretending to say it under her breath making you gasp and lightly swat at her before getting comfortable in her lap, her hands resting over yours on the controller. maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.

[prettyboykatsuki]

Hello Mr. Fang, on the topic of tormenting Sakura I offer:

Feeding him several of those aphrodisiac chocolates and then just,,,,,not touching him or letting him touch himself. Watching him get more and more squirmy and whiney and desperate but not giving in bc he reeeeally wants to be good and you promised him a reward if he stayed strong,,,,he gets all hard and leaky from nothing but the friction of his pants and it’s so sensitive he’s shaking,,,,,,,

Oh Sakura my beautiful boy you are so easy to torment

im literally soofdjfgjsd weird. so so so weird.

oh. it's so bad. he's thinking - how much can they really affect him given their just tiny chocolates. the idea is embarrassing, but when you tell sakura you're gonna reward him, you always follow up with something that blows his mind. so he eats the chocolate. four come in a little box and you hand feed them to him while you watch a movie. his head in your lap as you play with his hair, brush your thumb across his lip as you melt them onto his tongue.

it's fine for the first ten minutes. a little uncomfortable at fifteen. but very, very noticeable at 20 minutes. he can feel himself getting hard from how your touching him which is by all means innocent, and can feel it sort of creep up. heat floods his neck, turns him that familiar shade of red. it's hard not to notice how heavy he starts breathing.

you're a tease, awful, so you look down at him all coy and smile. "you okay, baby?" and he just. pouts. says he's fine, mumbles it under his breath. he gives up on watching the movie and turns his face towards your stomach at one point, eyes closed.

you're kind enough not to say anything that time, at least.

once your hand touches his nape, his dick finally gives in. stands straight, rubbing against the soft seam of his boxer briefs that you bought him. he's just so self-conscious. he can feel everything. he can feel the softness of your body, the warmth of your hands, the way you smell. it's too much. he barely feels any less virginal than he did before being like this with you.

the movie drags on for years. ages. and sakura is so painfully, miserably hard for the duration of it. he almost wants to give up. the apology is one his lips, he really needs you to touch him.

and then, as if perfectly timed, you praise him. "you're doing such a good job for me, haruka. aren't you a good boy?"

fuck. fuck. he whimpers. he can't take it anymore but he'll feel so bad if he disappoints even if you don't really get mad. he makes it through the duration of the movie with his brain scrambled and his dick rock solid and his hands clenched so tight at his sides.

but he makes it. he makes it. he's shaking by the time it's over, heterochromatic eyes all wet, red-rimmed with tears as you lay him on his back.

it really is too bad when he cums as soon as he feels the palm over your hand over his clothes, ruining his first orgasm so completely he nearly cries out of frustration.

"oh, no. must still be painful haruka," you pull his pants along with his boxers, amused by how sticky everything is. "i'll give you another one as an apology, okay?"

[hungharrington]

Sub Steve

That’s the thought

That’s it

-🎱

FANTASTIC THOUGHT!!! fuck yeah sub steve is my FAVE

i don’t think it’s one of those things that crazy changes your dynamic outside the bedroom (i mean, steve’s still a certified loverboy for sure) but he only gets reeeeally subby after a long day. 

it’s adorable how he like slumps and rests his head on your shoulder, sorta nuzzling into you, and you can tell what he wants but part of it is getting him to ask— you’re still trying to teach him that he can just ask for things that he wants. you’re more than happy to give them to him. but he never can outright, he always just cuddles in close, maybe drags your hand over onto his thigh until you’re like, “mm? you want something, baby?” 

he kisses your neck and drags your hand higher up his thigh and when you turn to look him in the face he’s literally got this face on ->🥺 and he still won’t say it, just a little quiet murmur under his breath you can’t hear.

“what do you want?” 

and because he’s a bitch, he’ll probably roll his eyes because he knows that you know what he wants. he’s starting to blush too, that glorious pink colour crawling up his neck. “cmon, y’know… don’t make me say it.” 

your hand creeps up and palms softly at his cock and steve’s eyes flutter instantly, a soft groan scraping out his throat. you smile innocently, “hmmm, still think you need to ask.” 

finally, when he’s glowing in the cheeks but beginning to pant a bit from how your hand moves over his cock, he’s like, “can you take care of me? please?”

and who are you to deny such a polite request? it’s always worth drawing the words out of him though, you always thank him for asking and communicating— and when you’re riding him and he’s squirming beneath you, lost in the pleasure, his nails raking down your back, all his whimpers come out as these cute little whiney thank-you’s :) 

[makeucrawl]

Coyle gets drunk and spills his guts to Easterman about how much he likes him…

Coyle also mentions he wants to get married to him. 🥴

Some silly fluff pls!!

**SILLY FLUFF**

🍻🥃♥️💍

The prime asset was spread out on the coziest couch he’s ever been on, heavily intoxicated on the most expensive alcohol he'd ever had, feeling the most relaxed he has in years. He takes his hat off his drunken red face as he came to a sudden realization.

Coyle turns to tug on Dr.Easterman’s tie. "HhheeeEeeYYyy…Hey d-doc…H-Hey..doooc!” He slurred out, yanking harder on the red dyed cloth, eventually drawing the doctor's attention.

“HhHMmm…? What..What is it, Leelaand?" It was funny to hear the usually stern man’s and voice slurred. Coyle grins lazily looking up at the doctor through the drinking glass Easterman used as he poured another drink.

“Hmm..I..I like when..it’s jus’ the twooo..two of us..” The cop says, and the other man nods in response. “I rrrrreally like..driiinkin’ wit ya..” He continues, grunting slightly as he starts to sit up. “An’..oof..an I really reeeeally..love whens we..fffuuuck~” When Coyle hears a chuckle in response, the corner of his lip curls into a smirk. “I wannas sssspend..spend all my times wit ya..” He murmurs before planting a few sloppy drunk kisses on any exposed skin on the other man's neck. Hendrick only hums in response, tipping his head back to sip his drink while also enjoying the sensation of Leland's scruffy facial hair tickling his skin.

Coyle snakes his finger’s around Easterman’s, pulling them up to start kissing along the knuckles. “Mmmm…I wanna marry ya.”

Hendrick chokes on his bourbon, coughing unable to say anything but "What?!"

“Said I wa-wanna mmmmarry ya…Mmmaaake ya my wwwife..Could git us ssome rings off of..couple rrrreagents~” The police officer chuckles keeping his fingers locked with the doctor's. “C’mmmmon! Whatcha..say doooc..? Hmmmm? Ya w-wanna git hhhiiiitched~?” He looked at Easterman again and saw the man looking at him with just pure confusion. Just as it seemed like the other man was going to respond, Coyle shouts

“HA!! Just ffuckin’ jokin! Hahahaha! Bet ya tthhought- HA! Yyyou fuckin fag!! UGH! Marryin’ YOU!? HAHAHAAaaaaa-I need more drink.”

He felt his face turning red quickly letting go of the doctor’s hand, and laughing nervously before taking a bottle, hurriedly chugging it down. The sooner he could bury these thoughts and this memory the better.

[agirlwithglam]

how to develop self love and confidence

— a step by step guide by yours truly ♥

disclaimer!! for some people it can take a lot longer to love themselves than others, so don't be discouraged if it takes a bit longer. just remember that no matter what you think, you ARE WORTHY OF LOVE.

step 1: identifying the root cause

first you need to find WHY you dont love yourself. it usually comes down to these main reasons:

society

your looks

comparison

your abilities

childhood trauma

your current situations

it can be just one or more than one, and sometimes it may not be as simple as "my looks", sometimes you may have to dig deeper.

for me, it was because i thought i was "ugly"

step 2: once you know the WHY, research about the topic and try and solve it.

here ive broken down the 6 reasons to help you a bit: (but remember that this is just a small break down, if you want you can research more about the topic & try to battle it)

society: society has tricked us into believing that loving yourself is considered 'vain' or 'narcissistic'. let me tell you right now that THAT IS NOT TRUE. loving yourself is a basic necessity that everyone should have!!

your looks: this is something i struggled with for a loong time. remember that beauty is subjective!! bob could think that travis looks 'average' but Leo could think that travis looks absolutely gorgeous!! ☆ so how did i overcome this? i actually 'glowed up'. bc the main thing i didnt like was face- my teeth to be specific. so once i got braces, my teeth aligned and i started looking so much better. ☆ other struggles: ↴ for you if it may be acne, then you could start trying to take care of your skin better. or if its body image then if you reeeeally dont like it then literally just start working out. if you have the option to yet you still dont then dont complain. but remember that ALL BODIES ARE PERFECT. ★ another thing that helped me a lot was affirmations! i listened to a bunch of affirmations -> i used this video by thewizardliz and it did wonders! (you can also search up on yt self-love/ beauty affirmations)

comparison: for most people comparison comes from social media right? the simple solution to this would be unfollow accounts that dont serve you, or delete/ set a time limit on the social media platform "but what if i compare myself to people i meet in real life?" well we can't exactly unfollow or delete these people but what we can do is turn that jealousy (yes, jealousy) into inspiration! be inspired by the people with greater lives and use that to pull yourself forward! ☆ a quote that i read once (that may or may not help you) : "do not compare your chapter 1 to someone else's chapter 50." you never know what the other person has gone through or is going through that got them to this point!

your abilities: okay theres not much i can say here except that you can learn almost everything online nowadays. stop complaining and get off your lazy butt to prove to yourself just how much potential you have! (but don't beat yourself up for being a lazy butt, im one as well) here is a link to a TON of stuff you can learn online!

childhood trauma: this is a bit of a more delicate subject which i do not know a lot on, my best suggestion would be to just go to therapy (or use an online therapy app- betterhelp). - watching thewizardliz may help as well as she might know more about the topic.

your current situation: whether its trouble with friends, at school, at work, or with family i promise you that these things do not last forever. humans were not put on earth to be unhappy and miserable! (whats the point in that?) my advice is to learn more about the topic (for ex i was struggling with being left out w friends for a while and it did hurt a bit) and see what you can do to fix it or at least make the best out of it. + another reminder that you can use the law of assumption- in basic words the law states that whatever you desire, you have. all you need to do is accept that. heres a quote i read: "if you dont like where you are,, then move. you aint a tree." this is literally YOUR life. RESPECT yourself and dont let people treat you bad because that is disrespecting yourself!

step 3: focus on yourself!!

my favourite step!!

this is your sign to stop focussing on others' lives and start focussing on your own.

when you start to focus on yourself, up level yourself and try to become your best version of yourself, you actually end up falling in love with that version of yourself, and your current version!

ask yourself: is there even something to love?

ask yourself: would you want to date or be friends with someone like you? think actually deep about this; if your answer is no, then that obviously means that there is some work to do.

if you're constantly negative and complaining and rude all the time, trust me, literally no ones gonna want to hang out with you. and then you'll adopt that 'victim mindset' of "nobody likes me and i suck". instead of doing that, why dont you try to just suck a bit less? there isn't any pressure on you to become amazing the next day, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't try.

small things/habits to start:

gratitude

hydration

exercising

journalling

meditation

eating healthy

developing a skill

get enough sleep

take cold showers

taking care of your skin

invest in your appearance

focussing on school/ your grades

go outside! go for walks, be in nature!

changing what you consume (resources below)

some resources that helped me SO MUCH:

♡ thewizardliz

♡ tam kaur

♡ persephone's mind

and meditation! its so extremely underated but SO VALUABLE.

xoxo, vanilla

[mrghostrat]

"He needed an internet connection so he could download an app to draw with, but the whole point of setting the thing up in London was because he knew Crowley understood all of this a whole lot better than he did."

Okayyyyy I just got violent flashbacks to the s2 finale this is evil 😭😭

But in all seriousness, I LOVED the new bnf au chapter, I mean the kiss??? I audibly gasped, it was soooo good

I was wondering if the witch and the witchfinder are a canon couple in the nice and accurate prophecies? Or are they just a very popular fanon ship? Or is it like good omens, where people saw the romantic subtext in the book and where it was made explicitly canon in the show?

I just think all options would be really interesting, given that Crowley and Aziraphale are both middle-aged queer people and the book came out thirty years ago. So they either would have had some representation back then, or they recognised themselves in the story and even though it wasn't canon, maybe those ideas would later explicitly be confirmed by Agnes Nutter nonetheless? Since all these options have really interesting implications for the way they both interacted with the source material, I'm really curious what your thoughts on the matter are.

Thank you so much for all the beautiful things you create for the fandom, both your fics and your art give me life and I'm so grateful for them ❤

omg you have no idea how excited i am about this question 😭 as i've written BNF, i've been quietly fleshing out more about their fictional fandom, and accidentally gotten reeeeally invested and am dying to talk about it 😭😭

i'm actually tempted to make some fanart of the witch & the witchfinder, using michael and david as facecasts to go full meta thphptftf. in b4 i write it as a fuckin book series for real

buttttt i'll put all my N&A thoughts under a cut so i dont ramble too long on your dashes 💛

The Nice and Accurate Prophecy: Agnes Nutter's book series (turned play, turned film, turned tv series); the fandom in my fic Big Name Feelings

the idea of using Agnes Nutter's "Nice and Accurate" book for the in-fic fandom was taken from @tawnyontumblr's fic New Messages (i just thought that would be a fun fanon consistency to follow), but all the details about the story and characters are me.

N&A takes inspiration from Good Omens (as a story, and as a fandom) but isn't intended to be a direct copy of it. the original paperback series is a few books long, and each adaptation of the books are considered good, accurate, canonical content. the tv show (a HBO series) is the most recent, highest quality, and most popular. The Witcher style, high fantasy quality.

agnes is loudly supportive of the lgbt community just like neil/david/michael are. but i imagine that for the series to be so "marketable" over the last 30 years, there isn't an explicit queer relationship between the witch & finder. there are canon queer side characters but the witch & finder are a little more nuanced.

the witch and the witchfinder aid each other through time, working together to defeat the evils in the story (like Aziraphale and Crowley from GO). there's tension between them, but boundless love, and plenty of flirtation, despite the running "we shouldn't, we're meant to be enemies" theme. they would canonically get together at some point in the story, probably towards the end after they've spent some time dancing around each other.

the thing that makes this vague is: the witch reincarnates through the story, almost doctor who style. they're a trans icon, much like how the GO fandom looks at Crowley and all his gender ambiguity.

when they finally tryst with the witchfinder, they're female. it's by pure happenstance that they're female presenting at that stage of the story, but still widely critiqued over the years. the thing that canonises the mlm relationship is that the witch is said to carry their consciousness through each reincarnation— they're not a new person like The Doctor is when he regenerates.

the start of the book series spends more time on "Crowley and Aziraphale's favourite male reincarnation", while the movie and tv show only briefly montages through some of the witch's faces. the mlm side of the fandom most definitely lost their minds over the brief few minutes of screentime that they got of the male witch, and has absolutely gifsetted it to death.

i've done it like this because so much of (every) fandom has always been seeking out representation and filling gaps where the original content lacks. there's something to be said about the solidarity of queer fans creating more queer content for themselves. except, in the case of N&A, they're getting to work from a source material that is genuinely queer supportive, unlike fandoms like SPN and BBC Sherlock that are fighting against the tide of queerbaiting and buried gays.

it also gives aziraphale and crowley a chance to band together in the next chapter when they talk to a dickhead at the party:

i haven't exactly decided what happens with the witchfinder, like if the story takes place over hundreds of years and he keeps reincarnating as the same lookin dude (like how jack whitehall plays both Thou Shall Not Commit Adultery and Newton Pulsifer) or if it's set over one lifetime and the witch just gets killed and regenerates a lot. i do like the idea of there being some "through the ages" shenanigans, and a canonical "modern day" setting like GO has.

but i gotta be careful bc i genuinely can't stop thinking about this fake story that's barely mentioned in my fan fic or i'll end up writing the damn thing myself

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Vampire Captures Vampire Hunter to Use as Bloodbag part 38

Warnings: weak human pet, vampire carewhumper, recovery whump

Mallory’s mind was reeling. How was that even possible?! His whole life he'd been told a useless lie!

"Pff, don't look so shocked," Alex chuckled in amusement as his pet gaped up at him in disbelief. "There is a lot about vampires you humans don't know."

"What-What about sunlight?" Mallory sputtered. "One ray of sunshine and you're turned to dust, right?!"

Alex shrugged nonchalantly. "Another ancient myth. While sunlight does hurt us, we won't die from being caught out in it for short periods of time. For us, it's more like accelerated heatstroke. Won't kill us right away, but if we stay in the sun too long it will weaken us and eventually we'll die." He meaningfully pushed the plate of garlic foods closer to Mallory with the toe of his shoe. "Enough questions. Eat it before it goes cold."

Mallory still had a lot more questions buzzing around in his head, but he'd been given a direct order, and he reeeeally didn't want to anger Alex when he was in such a rare good mood.

The food was good, but at the same time made Mallory feel a bit queasy, knowing what the garlic would do to his blood -- and that Alex liked it that way. He took his time thoroughly chewing each bite, delaying the inevitable as long as he could. But eventually there was no more food left to be eaten, and Alex was impatient to move him on to his next 'gift' -- the pain-relieving cream.

"Shirt off -- I read about this stuff and it's supposed to get smeared all over the skin to relieve muscle aches." Alex popped the lid off the jar he had and scooped out a bit of the cream, sniffing it curiously before wrinkling his whole face. "Whooo, that is... really strong-smelling," he coughed.

Mallory almost laughed at the cartoonish disgust on his face, but caught himself at the last second and swallowed the laughter before it could escape, not wanting Alex to think he was being made fun of. He quickly shed his shirt and faced away with Alex when instructed too, sensing the vampire sitting down behind him. He flinched with a surprised gasp when a cold hand pressed against the flat skin of his back, smearing cold cream all over.

The relief was immediate. Everywhere the cream touched a tingly numbness spread, taking away all the tension and ache in Mallory's muscles. He hadn't even realized just how physically tense he was, his body stiff with apprehension, waiting for the other shoe to drop. And he'd still been in a great deal of pain from experiencing the consequences of his botched escape attempt.

But the cream faded that nagging pain into a pleasant buzz at the back of his skull, and he could feel himself relaxing, despite his mind telling him to stay alert and aware. Maybe there was a sedative in the cream, or maybe it was a combination of the soothing candles and the nice meal that was making him feel calm and drowsy. Or had the food been drugged…?

Mallory closed his eyes and let out a long breath, letting Alex rub the cream deep into every aching muscle, massaging the knots out. He tried not to be grateful, he really did, but it felt so good to be free of pain right now.

He was so out of it he didn't even realize when Alex was finished, his eyes only opening when he heard the footsteps retreat to the corner of the room. He turned his head to see Alex sit gracefully on a large antique couch, patting the cushion next to him invitingly and flashing him a fang-filled grin.

"All right, come on up here with me -- I've pampered you enough. It's time for my paycheck,” he rumbled, voice low with dark hunger.

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@scoundrelwithboba @lumpofsand @isikedmyself878 @iamheretohurt @fleur-a-whump

@ay5ksal @otterfrost @sausages-things @togzy @floral-comet-whump

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@tippytappytyping

[weiila]

(This is one of those things I'd rather draw as a comic but I can't find the time or energy and it's weak as a chat log sooo... mini fic! Why is Ozzie (and Fizz) in a meeting with the Vees? I have ideas, but they're not super important. I just reeeeally want Fizz to have that one line of dialogue. As a treat.)

***

“It has been a delight to meet you, Your Majesty,” Valentino crooned, every vowel rolling around in his mouth like a treat. He held out one of his hands as if to shake goodbye.

“Indeed,” Ozzie lied through his teeth. He reached out without thinking, so used to responding to the gesture…

… and Valentino oh so gently twisted his grip, turning their hands so that the back of Ozzie’s was upwards. The sinner dipped forwards to kiss the hand.

Ozzie’s faces remained frozen, forcefully blank. That was not the state of his mind, however.

Fuck no don’t you dare you shitstain fuck I can’t pull back that’ll be a sign of weakness I can’t move you disgusting piece of shit

On the outside, none of that whirlwind through the stages of grief showed, not even on Ram and Bull because there was no way King Asmodeus would give anyone, especially not this sinner, a sign of discomfort at such a small, physical touch. It would have taken somebody who knew him intimately to realize what was happening. 

There was a whirr and Valentino jerked back in surprise as his lips met lukewarm metal instead of the smooth cloth covering King Asmodeus’ hand. Looking up, he met the gaze of Fizzarolli, eyes glowing in the dim, red light of the red sky outside. The imp stretched from his position around the King of Lust’s neck where he had silently rested the whole meeting, like a living cloak. Now he leaned forwards, balancing on one hand delicately resting on King Asmodeus’ bicep – while the other arm coiled down around the Sin’s arm like a snake, hand spread out over Ozzie’s knuckles. 

The imp smiled like a smug snake and spoke in a low, hoarse voice that reverberated in the thick air.

“The Queen. Says. No.”

And the mechanical arm pulled, ripping Ozzie’s arm backwards and out of Valentino’s reach. For a heartbeat, there was a stunned silence. 

Then King Asmodeus laughed.

“So possessive, my darling,” he said, petting the imp’s chin. He got a purr in return, as Fizz leaned back to return to his resting place, absurdly at ease stretched between the Sin’s shoulders. 

“Ah. My apologies for… overstepping.”

Valentino could just barely keep his voice even, but the twitch of his brow gave away the thunderstorm of “HOW WHY HOW THIS FUCKING TWINK” going on inside of his head.

In the background, otherwise unmoving, Vox gave Velvette a sideways glance. Even she stood surprisingly frozen, her phone aimed up at the show. 

“Did you get all that?” Vox hissed from the side of his mouth.

“Yeah,” was the blank response.

“Cool.”

They were both wondering how they'd get this amazing clip onto the internet without Valentino biting their heads off.

Further in the background, Kitty gingerly opened a window and climbed out, deciding there would be too much retribution coming for a Fizzarolli proxy for her to put up with.

With a blank nod, the King of Lust waved his hand and opened a gateway, stepping out and taking his consort with him. 

The two of them only took a moment to toss the defiled arm into a volcano in Wrath before partaking in intense intercourse.