#Kinda bad

[brainfreeze27]

NEW MAGIC WAND

[itwdoris]

can you do megumi x possessed girl/ghost girl, with piss, pleaaase 😭😭😭😪

fushiguro megumi x afab reader.

author notes; all characters are aged up, reader is mute and a ghost.

tw; piss drinking, mentions of jerking, a bit of sex, non-con if you squint. not revised.

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megumi had just moved into new place, it wasn't that fancy, but it was comfortable for him, and little by little it became his way. despite a few problems, perhaps a little unique, he could say.

he wasn't the type to believe in ghosts or anything like that, but in fact something seemed strange when he was at home, feeling watched all the time, swearing he felt a weight against him at night or when he dozed off on the sofa.

not to mention that every time he goes to the bathroom to pee, something seems to wrap around his cock. he's not going crazy.

he decided to have a look on the internet just out of curiosity, still unconvinced, maybe to find some way to exorcize it, and he saw some pages that seemed quite silly, some that seemed a little more macabre. there was even one that claimed to manifest the hidden spirit with a simple word, he just read it, obviously he wouldn't speak.

or maybe yes, because he accidentally said the difficult word just to make sure his brain read it correctly in his mind, or something like that.

pop!

there was no sound, but there was a beautiful ghost right next to him, looking at the computer screen with curious eyes.

megumi turned in his chair, eyes widening as he noticed it, he would have screamed if his first reaction hadn't been to slide backwards with the chair and look for something to protect himself with, or to throw at you.

you looked at him startled, a little confused until you felt a pen hit your bare feet, just to check something it seems. but in spite of everything, he didn't seem to be so risky, nor did he treat you badly.

"...are you a... ghost?" he asked, still from a safe distance, seeing you nodding positively.

shit.

and that's how you met! apart from a little questioning session he did after a few hours of analysis, asking at least twice if you could move out of his house and getting frustrated twice when you said no with your head.

megumi tried to ignore it for the first few days, still researching about exorcisms, because if a silly word had had an effect, a whole sentence would work miracles. well, you weren't so bad, but he didn't want to live with a ghost.

but that wasn't quite the case, because despite everything he tried, nothing worked.

so inevitably, he ended up having to live with you for quite a while. and in the meantime he learned a few things, even got to know you a little better, as you were watching him almost all the time, he didn't even know what it was like to be alone anymore, since locking doors wasn't enough.

he learn that you liked to watch him, especially in the kitchen when he put his hair back and went to cook something, you were always watching, even when it was oil and even he wasn't that close. eyes on him.

or when he was taking a shower, even though the first few times he told you to get out of the bathroom, later he got used to it. getting used to having to turn around in the corner to wash his dick, because looking at that wall was easier than facing you.

you also always waited for him to sleep so that you could cuddle up next to him, sometimes lying on his chest. that same weight he felt before.

and also that you didn't speak because you couldn't, and not because you could only speak boo~ or something.

over time, megumi became more accustomed to your presence right there by his side, even interacting more with you, learning sign language and teaching you it, just to communicate better, because hums and nods were no longer so descriptive enough.

getting so involved with you, that suddenly he couldn't sleep without you in his arms. poor fushiguro.

masturbating slowly right next to you while you slept so pretty, because there was one thing you did that drove him crazy, that stole a few nights of sleep from him.

because the way you wrapped your pretty lips around his cock to drink all his piss made him so hard. poor fushiguro!

who couldn't stop drinking water all the time just so he could have you there, drinking all his piss all the time. who loved to aim wrong just to piss on your pretty face when he was in the shower.

always with bottles of water by his side to drink as soon as he finishes pissing down your throat, who almost didn't even get up to go to the bathroom anymore, because you always came to help him to relieve before that.

poor fushiguro... who can't stop thrusting against your mouth as he pisses.

becoming so perverted and needy for you, kissing you so much after seeing you swallow all his cum and piss. saying that he loves you so much while he buries his cock inside your pussy all soaked with his piss, because he does.

and he repeats this every night, marking you from the inside, going deep, making you tremble and whimper as your little hole squeezes his cock, suffocating him, feeling so hot, so good.

"will you hold everything for me again, love? " he asked needily in your ear, warm and strong jets of piss filling your pussy more and more, until it leak out. "stay until morning, to sit on my cock so i can fill you up again."

nodding positively in response, you thrust your hips against him, feeling it overflow, mixing with all the cum, dripping onto the mattress as he continued to make the bed creak, balls slapping against your ass.

"you look so beautiful filled with my piss." he burrowed into your neck, filling it with marks while his hands grasped yours in an affectionate grip, because he was soft. coming up to look at you, wanting to kiss. "even more full of my cum."

you squirmed, face red and panting as he kept pushing and making the loud noise echo throughout the room, saliva dripped from his chin with every sloppy kiss you exchanged, his chest was rising and falling as fast as yours, you almost could feel his heart beating through his cock.

ah, megumi has never been so grateful to have moved into a haunted house.

i'd like to start by saying that megumi is needy, this whore, a cuddlebug. i like him. also, inspiration from lady k and sickman, yes!!

another thing, it's the first work about him and didn't feel very good precisely because the flow is a bit broken, i was busy and redoing it all the time.. its yet kinda bad, but i hope you like it! =(

and i'll try to write better about it later, to deliver a good megumi work for you guys. is it too short? hope not =(

[mrslankyman]

Oh Darling

Alastor x (fem) Reader

word count: 2K

Fluff / more of a friendship

based on pilot alastor / slightly out of character

Working on part 2

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Wasn’t everyday just so grand in Hell?

No.

It wasn’t.

Working at the Hazbin Hotel sure wasn’t making your days any grander. Being a room attendant and a good friend to Charlie was starting to get to you.

At least Nifty was there to help. Even though she mainly tried to kill the bugs she at least helped clean the place up. You had become accustomed to her weird and somewhat insane antics. It was Hell after all. You couldn’t really judge.

Husk was as fun as ever. Giving snarky comments but he at least listened when the night wound down and you needed a drink.

Angel Dust would joke around and tell you how awful you looked after scrubbing one of the rooms.

Vaggie didn’t say much since she knew you were friends with Charlie. She rather enjoyed your company stating you were one of the most sane sinners in the hotel.

Alastor on the other hand. Didn’t say much about you nor did he really say much about anyone. He would greet you just as anyone else. Something about him felt weirdly off.

You didn’t question it too much and just went on with your work.

“Hello Darling pleasure to be seeing you this morning!” That radio like voice echoed into the hotels kitchen. You were busy making breakfast.

Someone had to do it and it sure wasn’t gonna be Nifty. No one wants roaches in their pancakes.

“Good morning Alastor.” You answered not looking at him as you flipped the pancake. “Making up a lovely breakfast I do suppose? My mother used to make the most splendid ones in her time.” He remarked as his shadow loomed over you from behind.

“I’m sure she did. I’m not so positive mine will beat your mothers but it will beat your hunger.” Your joke was met with that signature smile as you turned around.

“Ahaha Im sure it will.” He laughed as he stepped aside to give you room. “I came to see if you were able to dust my radio tower? It has accumulated quite a bit of dust.” His question wasn’t really a question. You’d have to do it. It was your job. Though it was nice that he wasn’t demanding.

“Yes I can. I’ll just have to finish up breakfast.” You stated as you went back to cooking.

“Lovely. Oh and {Y/N}.” He cooed making you turn to look at him. His eyes turned dark and black, red static glitched around him. The room turned dark. “Don’t mess with my things.” He warned his clock eyes appearing and his smile widening.

You nodded quickly and looked around. You had seen him do this before but never to you directly. “Yes sir. I won’t.” You answered quickly and sighed with relief as he went back to normal.

“Good.” He clapped his hands together and turned away. “I’ll be back once breakfast is done.” He waved and hummed as he walked out of the kitchen.

You went back to cooking. Just forgetting about what just happened. It was best to just act like it was normal.

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With breakfast done. You headed off to do your job. Or well request in better words. You grabbed your dusting supplied and went up to Alastors radio tower.

Doing as asked you just dusted. Not moving much of his stuff just the things that needed to be moved to dust. Hopefully he wouldn’t be too mad about that.

Surely he understood if you had to move stuff to be able an do your job. If not I guess you would have to run to Charlie and hide.

While dusting two figures on his desk caught your attention.

A small deer next to a bigger one. Which resembled a doe. Apart if you just assumed he kept up with the deer aesthetic he had going.

Shrugging you dusted them and headed out of the room. Closing the door and headed down stairs to put your supplies up.

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Nifty was off cleaning somewhere. Husk and Angel Dust were chatting at the bar. Charlie had gone off with Vaggie for the night and who knows where Alastor was.

Deciding that cooking dinner sounded like a good idea you found your self in the kitchen again. Perhaps Charlie should’ve made you the chef instead. Though you just picked up both the jobs. Cleaning was easy and cooking was fun.

Humming you skimmed through a cook book. Unsure of what to cook for the night. That was until a shadow appeared behind you and Alastor appeared.

“Hello Dear!” His enthusiastic voice echoed through the kitchen causing you to turn around and look at him. “I saw you finished dusting. Thank you.” He leaned again the counter. Checking out his claws with a smile. “Need help cooking?” He questioned before looking over at you.

“Just having trouble picking what to cook for tonight.” You answered with a shrug. Making him stand up straight and clap his hands together.

“Why I know just the thing!” He snatched the cook book from you and threw it behind him. A loud thud echoed as it hit the ground.

“Hey-“ he put a finger over your mouth and laughed.

“My mother once showed me a lovely recipe for jambalaya! Who needs a flimsy old cook book when you have memory darling.” He chuckled and nudged you aside as he grabbed all the things he needed.

“I can show you it. If you wish.” He titled his head. Offering to let you in on one of his favorite things.

Something you didn’t suspect but found it rather kind of him.

“Sure. I’d love to learn it.” You agreed and stood beside him as he instructed you on things and gave insight on how to make the ‘best jambalaya you’ll ever eat.’

As he stated.

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“My mother loved cooking this. Said it was her favorite dish, yes it was.” He smiled wide. A rather genuine smile. Not like the one he always wore. He looked down at the finished dish. A sigh of content escaping his lips.

“I’m sure she was a lovely woman.” You commented grabbing a plate from the cabinet.

He didn’t answer, just hummed. The silence was rather loud. He just stood there for a moment. Lost in memory.

“She was..she really was.” Though his voice sounded rather sad he still held the smile. The never erasing smile.

His reply was late but you put some of the finished jambalaya on a plate. His tone shifting to one of excitement.

“I’m sure you’ll find it splendid.” He turned to you and titled his head. Waiting for you to take a bite.

You moved the spoon up to your mouth and took a bite. Your eyes widened and a smile spread across your face.

It tasted lovely, better than you expected.

His smile stretched further as he watched your reaction.

“Oh I knew you’d love it! It’s very splendid don’t you think? Yes yes, a rather grand recipe the best recipe!” He wrapped his arms around your shoulder. Stretching his arm out in-front of you both and curling his fingers into the palm of his hand.

“I’m sure you agree this is better than some flimsy thing from that old cook book. I can show you many other recipes my mother showed me.” He leaned into your face a smile stuck on his face.

He had never been this touchy so he must be excited.

You nodded in agreement. The idea of having someone to cook with wasn’t a bad one.

“I’d like that.” You laughed and he joined in. Laughing with you for once not feeling like he had to be towering over someone to be seen.

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So cooking together became a daily occurrence. Wether it be breakfast lunch or dinner. It didn’t matter.

He found cooking with you pleasing. You were one of the only demons he could stand in the hotels.

He slowly began to tell you more about his life. How he and his mother were close. Though it seemed he dodged the questions of his father. Never wanting to talk of him.

Which was understandable from what you could possibly piece together it seemed his dad wasn’t the best.

You decided not to push its.

“So my dear, have you considered being redeemed?” His question made you think. You were both outside looking up at the sky. Dinner was done. And everyone had went to their rooms. You on the other hand weren’t tired and Alastor didn’t have any plans for tomorrow so staying up with you didn’t bother him.

“I suppose it would be nice. Though I’m not sure I would fit in up there.” You shrugged leaning against the railing of his balcony.

He hummed and looked down. “You’re a rather charming demon belle. I don’t see why you wouldn’t fit in.” He chuckled to himself. He didn’t believe in that wacky nonsense of being redeemed.

How could a sinner go to heaven? They had chosen their path in their life time.

He learned that you had killed your husband at the time. Caught him cheating and decided to take his life as well as the other woman. You made your choice in that moment.

Dooming yourself to a life of sin. Just as he had when he committed all his murders.

Though a part of him feared the idea of redemption now. He knew he sure as hell wouldn’t be redeemed. He didn’t feel bad for his crimes. Nor did he care.

But apart of him knew you regretted your actions. You were a soul who would deserve to be redeemed if there was a way.

That scared him.

Knowing he wasn’t in control. Knowing that you could slip out of his hands.

He wasn’t being selfish with his want of keeping you. He just liked having someone around who enjoyed his company. Someone who wasn’t scared of him or only chatted with him cause they didn’t wanna be killed.

Though that is rather selfish isn’t it? Not wanting someone to succeed and be a better version of themself because you want them to stay as they are.

“I’m sure you’d fit in just swell so don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.” He flashed a smile your way. Teeth not showing this time. It seemed almost fake. You shrugged.

“I guess. I would miss everyone here though.. mainly you.” Your words hit him like a brick. He hasn’t suspected you to really truly care about him. Sure you said you two were friends but.. this meant a lot.

“Oh come now. You wouldn’t miss me once you see all the.. heavenly things up there.” He chucked. His voice sounded off and his radio effect faltered.

“Are you okay Alastor? It’s not like I’m gonna be redeemed and even if I was I would miss you. So don’t say I wouldn’t.” You were slightly annoyed at him now. Of course you’d miss him. No amount of heavenly items or ideals would ever top him and his terrible old timey jokes.

“Don’t lie. We’re in Hell why lie? You’re already here! It’s not like it’s gonna send you further down!” He seethed his claws digging into the railing.

“Alastor calm down. Why are you so upset?” You stepped closer to the demon. His ears bent back and his pupils went small. His smile crinkled and his teeth bared.

“You! You have me so confused!” He ran his hand through his hair. Closing his eyes.

“I’ve never felt like this before.. it’s all so frustrating. I’m supposed to make you scared! Don’t you fear me?” He dropped his hand and laughed. A hysteric laugh.

“Alastor..I don’t fear you.. I see you for you.. you’re an amazing friend.” You laid your hand on his shoulder. Calming him down slightly.

“I’m just here to watch these souls suffer and try to climb up only to fall into the fiery pits of failure.. but the pleasure in watching others fail isn’t fun when it comes to you.” He turned his head to look at you.

Your eyes met and for once the smile that was on his face didn’t match what was showing in his eyes.

“A part of me just wants to be with you forever. Just blissfully cooking or chatting like we are now. I’ve never had that.. I have friends but not like this.” He sighed and leaned back against the wall letting himself slide down.

You sat down beside him. Looking at the sky.

“Are those deer figures on your desk you and your mother?” You asked softly.

“Yeah..” he answered.

“They’re lovely.” You held his hand. Smiling as he squeezed yours.

“I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. You can relax. I’m gonna be here with you. So stop being all sad. It doesn’t suite you.” You leaned against his shoulder. Receiving a sigh from him.

“Did I ever tell you about my first radio show appearance?” He asked after a few moments of silence.

“No I don’t believe you did.” You smiled and listened as he began the story.

[kirakuudere1]

20 billion!! O_o

[sollum-girasolia]

I drew this not too well, but this time I just wanted to have a bit of fun drawing extreme expressions! :P

[fankie111]

any1 here fw fentanyl?? I think her music is pretty cool >.<

[letternotekisses]

hanzo shimada with dragon shifter reader? thank you i love youuu!!!

i love this?? i love you?? mildly sleep deprived while writing these

Hanzo is intrigued, more than anything. His uptight demeanour holds him back from directly approaching you, yet when he incidentally comes across you in the training room, he can't help but feel a luring sense of curiosity. Naturally stealthy, Hanzo watches from the wall - a small sense of awe overtaking him when you shift fully into the most magnificent creature he'd ever seen. You were not like his own two Japanese dragons, you were a large Wyvern, with scales that glittered like sea glass and a moonstone underbelly to match.

Ever since that encounter, his tattoo had itched, his dragons itching to wind free from his arm with flowering curiosity. When it became too much, and the dragons sprung free by their own sheer will - the archer set to seek you out. And while you weren't necessarily hard to find, Hanzo had been softened to find you, sat cross-legged while his dragons snaked around your waist and arms playfully. You returned them in kind - playfully blowing billowing smoke from your nostrils onto their little whiskers, a neat little trick you could do in human form. Hanzo later discovered that you couldn't produce fire whilst human because it would damage you, yet small amounts of smoke was completely plausible.

It's a sweet interaction between you both. Hanzo's dragons weren't usually so bold or disobedient to his commands and when he bashfully tried to call them back - you simply smiled at him, telling him that you didn't mind at all. Hanzo soon finds comfort in your company, his dragons crooning at the familiarity, beckoning him towards you every time. You both grow closer, and Hanzo finds a small warmth that kindles him every time he catches your eye.

Missions are made much easier with you - and Hanzo will never admit it, but the thrill he gets from riding you into battle will never get old. Your wings are strong, beating down on the wind as he sits upon the base of your neck - his keen eye watching over the elegant crest of your head - Hanzo fires one arrow, striking two enemies down.

While in dragon form, Hanzo makes it a point to make sure you're well taken care of. He'll strike down any enemy that even dares aim for your vulnerable underbelly, or gently help pry off any scales you may be shedding. Cassidy caught him pocketing the scales you shed, yet neglected to say anything due to the fond look that flashed across Hanzo's face. The archer deserved some peace.

When the nights are cold, Hanzo comes to you. You run warm, due to the dragon blood coursing your veins. Yet as much as he can bluff or scoff at anyone's accusations, at the end of the day, it's true that even in summer - he'd still seek your touch.

[kerosnes]

Erm medkit (took me 2 hrs)

[lic-rine]

I like this song

[eternalera]

say what you will... but their aesthetic won me over

[sharkrad08222222]

Misfits in Toyland Changeling the lost edition

I fuckin love @zal-cryptid 's Toylanders, so I decided to transfer a few into the works of Changeling: The lost, starting with someone who probably wants to be out of here. So HERE IS THE CHARATERS SHEET! ...ah shit forgot people dont know what changeling the lost is...Hold on let me get my thinking cap on, but first, a story of how I think Tammy got in and out of Arcaida.

Once(the Backstory, which I might not need to add and it probably wrong, but I aint wasting it.) Tammy Yokoi was not someone who you wanted to meet. Sure at first, they seemed ok, but give them anything important to do that she had no interest in and she would throw it aside, and probably make fun of you for thinking said task meant anything. This is what made Krampus catch his eye, where he followed her and saw how she was just The worst. Outing a Girl as intersex, outing the same girl as a Lesbian, which pretty much Destroyed her life, and being such a terrible babysitter, that she NEARLY caused one kid to die, and sad kid would have if Krampus didn't step in. Thinking of an apporeate punishment, he turned her into a tamagotchi and pulled her away into his little kingdom in Arcadia. As a tamagotchi, she was unable to feed or clean, herself, and died multiple times, only to come back and to starve all over again. This happened twice before being found, where she was thrust into many a Test to get her working, form being stuck in doom, Monkey Island, and various others, all in a way to improve her living situations. It wasn't all bad, she did meet a Woman named Mel, who got turned into a pull string Baby doll, who she grew rather fond of. but also met the girl she ruined the life of, Jen, who has an Axe to grind. Now.(Life as a changeling) She does not remember how she got out of her plastic prisons, all she remember is that Mel is in danger and she tried to stop it and she then found herself behind a pizzeria. She was quickly found by a summer patrol when she tried to get back to Arcaida, and now is a part of the local Summer court of (insert whatever big city of the state Tammy was form?) Here she is a Driven Elemental, working on getting connected with people to hopefully get back to Arcadia so she can give Krampus a piece of her mind. However, her time has changed her, form a bully to a more care taker role. She still packs quite the snark, but she does give a damn about the people around her. 

Mask and Mien Most changelings are changed form their encounter, literally as they their bodies and souls where forced into new shapes,a Mien. but exiting and the Desire to remain hidden form their form captors looking for escapees, has created their mask. Tammy’s mask is pretty similar to her origins forum, but for the supernatural looking for tells , her heartbeat is more like a Hospital monitor, her eyes show a pixelated reflection, her voice has  only the slightest hint of static.

Her Mien makes her looks like she’s been Rotoscoped into reality, with a body showing visible pixels. Not the most Terrifying but it’s unusual for sure. I would shit my self I say a person suddenly go form normal to Rotoscoped person holding rotoscoped shot gun. Seeming, Kith and Court. Seeming was you where in Arcadia Elementals were people made into forces of nature who got confined to a lined area, but eventually Freed, and now have a lot of power on their hands. As an Elemental of Code and Computer stuff, Tammy can cause computers to bleed pixels and for Monitors to shoot stuff out at people.  Kiths are the roles people got forced into. Being Eletrical in nature, and now with the ability to manipluate a code, Tammy is a Levinquick with the abilithy telaport between the air waves. Carries alot of burner phones for this. Courts are a mix of support Group and survialist club. NO ONE wants to go back, the summer court espselly, who if they keepers are going to try to take them back, they are going to fight tooth, nail, bone and Whatever else to get them to back off. Tammy Joined the summer court cuase to her they seem like the ones most likely to barg into or at least teach the skills on how to do so. For her Mantle with the courts, she is a bit sharper with her insults.

Clarity And keeping it together. Clarity represents how "stable" a changeling is, how connected they are to reality. Clarity is how aware a Changeling is to the world around them, and creatian actions or events can cause this track to take damage Tammy has a common on of not wanting to keep people against their will, cause you know the whole being trapped in a tamagotchi again her will sort of thing. Tammy also doesnt not like it when she witnesses someone experiences Neglect, cause she knows how that feels. Starvation is in the same boat as Neglect, not only for witnessing it but also for feeling it. Another things that cause her clarity attacks is being reminded of pass behaviors. She Realizes that she was bad, and does not want to repeat them, BUT rather than face them, she instead runs from them, buries them. if you think that she could fall back into old habits…you are not wrong.  Luckly though Touchstones, connections to realuty are mantianed and Clarity can be regained. Tammy's Touchstones are a group of kids she babysits for, a circle of kids if you will. was it the best idea to go baby sitting again, but it has given her Convection, with the small rings of kids she baby sits over months and week ends. plus cash for paying her half of the rent. Speaking of which what do all these dots mean? If one has played any TTRPGies, like a D&D, you probably know what skills and attaubies are, Willpower is willpower, burn it to be more likly to succed at a task Glamour is Emontial Fuel that both fuels abilities and existence. but merits is where things get intresting. Merits repersnet more specialzied skills, special training, innate Biological abilities, assets of all sorts, ETC, ETC. Changelings need Glamour to survive and can feel like shit if they dont get any so, but Tammy due to the deprecation she faced in Arcadia has developed a body that take some Glamour Fasting It will still catch up with her but not as fast, at least until she can find some, hedge fruit or People she can feed form.  Having been gone for so long, she has been somewhat forgotten, her parents given up their search, and most of her fellow classmates having moved on, she’s a ghost. Pure Anonymity.  No paper trail, no Criminal Record, none of that.

Her Drive and old skills form playing baseball has come back, make her a Relentless chaser.

She’s made some Allies outside of her summer court, a group of baby sitters, mostly being their to help with unruly kids or getting them to cover for her. They dont know her true nature, but that is liable to change, espelly with one going into clown collage.  Elemental Warrior...We will talk about that later.

A mixed blessing form Her time in Arcadia, but her body has somehow Become Hardy out how to go on even when the ravages of the world are after her. but WAIT THEIR'S MORE due to the laws and red tape of Reality, changelings can take up contracts with the funablemtal forces of the universe. On the list their is the classic for all elementls elemental weapon! Using the code around her she shapes it into a weapons to use against her foes. Usually a shotgun of some sort, but with enough concentration he can summon an old Navel Cannon. Need to scare someone off? Overpowering Dread, is the ability to do just that. Tammy could Summons the illusion of a big scary monster but she usually just makes them leave though supernatural potent Insults.

Do you want to put a curse on a target, but dont have time for a HEX? Retrograde is the choice for you. Tammy's manfest , causing  the targets phone to not work, computers to crash and for the GPS to break down.  Sometimes you need to hide, or make it look like your unattiable and Trapdoor Spider’s Trick is ,well, the trick. Tammy causes any doors to appear barracked with the power of an anti virus software. Sometimes you need to make some one really pissed off, so that is why Tammy uses Sunburnt Heart is infusing someone with the anger of the sun(The sun is well known for being incredibly petty, still hasnt forgiven her kids cause they killed here dad), so using the power of the summer sun, Tammy can infuse people with the rage, and then direct those people away form her.

owever if tammy wants to use her own rage, Elemental Fury is the go too. Causing all the srceens to bleed out pixels what replate environments, while also damaging all who are caught in. A favor of hers is sending a crap ton of rude messages to a bunch of people causing them to riot in an area.

and this STILL isnt everything, but DEAR GOD I have been here for too long, and I am going to go now...and stat out Krampus.

[sweet-molasses]

This sketch has been sitting in my sketchbook, begging to be completed but I don't think I got it in me. At least on paper... 👀 Anyway it's your favs, Off the Hook!

Pearl and Marina are having a lil smooch backstage (pearl is boosting herself on some sort of box platform thing. Don't wanna give your gf chronic neck pain!

[itwdoris]

dada ! toji.

author notes; dada is just a title and does not refer to the literal, all characters are adults.

tw; unprotectedsex, slightly squirting, cock warming. not revised.

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you called him softly, rubbing against him with eyes heavy from sleep, his hands caressing her ass and patting it, but your panties were almost dripping. you was so needy.

and toji wasn't far behind, with a bulge growing between his legs.

you can feel his hand running over your clothed pussy, making you rub yourself against it and whimper. then he pulled the fabric down, making you raise your hips desperately seeking stimulation, now with your wet folds exposed.

"shh... take dada out." he said quietly, waiting for you to pull his cock out of his boxers, he loves the way your hands grope around trying to do it.

but when you found him and freed him, you felt his fat cock leaping out slightly, his reddish-purple tip beginning to show, pre-cum starting to leak.

you moaned as you felt him find your hole, rubbing against his head and whimpering as you looked at him, completely needy, a pout forming when he held you by the hips.

with one hand toji opened your folds and with the other he tried to fit into your entrance, he calmed you down by talking to you softly, leaving kisses on your head each time he buried himself deeper.

"just keep like that." he finished burying himself, waiting patiently for you to get used to moving, or for you to just keep him warm.

you squeezed him with your hands, feeling him caress you and start to move slowly slowly, your veins being squeezed into its warm walls, pulsating and making you even hotter. he was so good.

"suck dada lip." he caressed your face, pushing you forward with his hips and making you moan against his mouth. but you complied, receiving a kiss and then another before sucking on his lower lip like your pacifier, as usual.

toji took the opportunity to relax you, holding your hips and moving them up and down, gradually increasing the speed.

and it got loud enough to make the noises of his cock hitting your pussy echo around the room, his balls so full of his seed slapping against you.

"good pup, good pup..." he groaned, burying himself in you only to come out again, repeating again, moving your hips so easily on his cock.

"dada-.." you moaned loudly, his tip hitting the right spot.

you clung to his skin, squeezing your eyes shut as your mouth couldn't stay shut, moaning loudly and whimpering. you squeezed him, throbbing around him, so warm, so good, wanting his cum filling you up.

your swollen clit bumped and dragged against his skin with every movement, he was sinking his fingers into your hips, sometimes holding them so he could move his own and fuck you better.

toji could only pay attention to how your pussy swallowed him, trying to kiss you but only ending up in a mess of drool, not that he didn't like it, and he loved seeing your little face so finished. right in front of him.

a bit of a mess, red faces and sweaty bodies, you on top of him panting.

you kissed his scar, holding his face and then grabbing his hair, moaning loudly when you felt so close... "dada, dada!-"

and toji sped up, chasing his own orgasm too as he felt you lurch against his grip on your hips, rocking against his cock. "ah, cum f' dada..."

you felt your body tremble, your legs losing strength as a moan choked in your throat, something wet gushing out of you, your mind didn't work.

but you were squirting on his cock, getting it all wet, squeezing it suffocatingly, letting your weight fall against him again.

toji laid his head back, moaning as he saw you like that, feeling you against him, cumming so hard inside you. his cock throbbed painfully, filling you more and more, making it leak from your hole, which continued to clench around him.

his hips thrusted a few more times before finally stopping, lying down on the bed again and breathing better while you rested on top of him.

he stroked your hair, leaving you a kiss before trying to get out, but stopped when he heard your whine. "want to keep it?"

you nodded slowly, heavy eyes trying to stay open to see him. he then kept it inside, even if it was a mess.

toji went back to caressing your ass, patting it lightly, softly saying; "its okay, keep dada warm."

[eggyolkperona3000]

Beatrice sketch

[kindergarten-bound]

”they’ve been lost for a while…I’m getting worried.”

“don’t worry about them I think they are in layer 7”

“…yeah. I’ll see them again some sunny day.”

[sollum-girasolia]

Lately I’ve been obsessed with Tsubakino from Wind Breaker, I just can’t get the design and the character out of my head.

Sooo, while I know this isn’t beautiful or extremely good, I wanted to share my little fanart.

I know every country adapted Tsubakino’s pronouns in a different manner, in the Italian one they use feminine pronouns, what pronouns do they use in the version you are currently reading?