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[clickety-clacker]

Don't you love being able to draw whatever you want forever

[almondpiglet]

needed to draw something this year for tomes bday...really wanted to draw her highschool friends

[howlonomy]

Yes hello, Really enjoying the Monster Clover AU stuff so far but now a question burns in my noggin... What were Ceroba's and Martlet's first impressions/responses/reactions to when they saw Clovers new look?

[ martlet ] - [ starlo ] - [ ceroba ]

for prosperity’s sake this takes place;

-3 years after clover died

-6 months after the barrier was broken/the amalgamates were returned to their families

-a couple days after clover was revived

-kanako and clover are about 12-13!

[kyurochurro]

HELP!!! ....its so cold!! ❄️🧣🧤☃️

referenceee! i know its flipped but thats how i found it HSJAHJAS

[gomzdrawfr]

hobbit crossover stuff in my wips folder

I didn't share em bcuz 1) am dying over uni and didn't finalize anything 2) realise I wanna draw actually lotr/hobbit stuff instead of a crossover because I found a new love for the fandom

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Creative Hubris takes another unsuspecting victim.

[purityonice]

🥽 John dory with a secret girlfriend during his BroZone band days headcanons.

Requested? yeah :)

kinda short!

Hides you from his family and fans because he doesn’t want to risk the band’s reputation.

Sneaks you over often especially after shows boasting about how perfect his preformance was.

The only person to actually know about you is his Grandma because she caught you sneaking out of the house. She loved you right away and promised to keep your secret aslong as you give her grandchildren. Lets just say john dory did not like that deal he got so embarrassed.

You and him often get into squabbles because of his job, hes always out preforming with his brothers or out on a fan meet up things. he’s always busy and you feel undervalued most of the time.

He makes it up by spending as much time as he can with you when he’s not working.

He eventually introduces you to his family after awhile because he loves you so much and feels ready.

They love you especially Bitty B! Branch always comes in and interrupts you and John dory when you two are alone.

This annoys JD to the MAX but seeing you laugh and play along with Branch as he trys to impress you is so cute that he cant stay annoyed.

[gremlingirlsmell]

played the susan taxpayer demo by @punkitt-is-here

it's pretty fun! I like how it controls a lot like Wario 3 and Wario 4, with some added things to the moveset. the ground pounding into slopes to go extra fast is fun :3

i'm always looking like this

and i did it i got to the secret place, iunno if i missed something after but that being an enemy there scared the heck out of me i could barely grab the screenshot

excited for when the full game releases :3

[audentesfortunaiuvatt]

Finally got around to uploading some Hansry myself, part of what I want to be a series of fics that cross the span of their lives. This is chapter 1/3 of the first fic that will cover the immediate aftermath of Suchdol and how they venture into beginning their relationship.

henry/hans post-suchdol wound healing

rating: M // words: 4,234 // chapters: 1/3

[averagecatdoodlesenjoyer]

My piece for @daily-teki's DTIYS !

[dayurno]

basically

[forlorn-crows]

Ooooooo Crow u wanna write about Mist milking Zeph's cute little tits soooooo bad

-Void

i hate you for ever suggesting that 1) zephyr has little titties and 2) they wreak havoc on the others by making them leak

what do you get when you put a strict top and a dom in the same room? you get a very soup-brained air ghoul who absolutely "hates" losing to daddy mist and her clever fingers

they/them zephyr (cock for their anatomy) and she/her intersex mist (cock/cunt for hers, though only the cock is mentioned here). good ole lactation kink w/a spicy side of Daddy mist ahead

If you asked Zephyr if they liked to be broken, taken down to studs, they'd vehemently deny it. Very few things—and very few ghouls—can ruffle their feathers and challenge that cool, unbothered facade that graces their features. If they’re ever submitting, it’s their idea, through and through. They swear it. 

Mist is the anomaly. 

Zephyr doesn’t know how she gets them to play (and lose) her little games. They’ll swear up and down they hate her dirty talk, her degradation, hate the way she can get their eyes to roll from just a little pinch to their nipples, hate how she makes their brain go fuzzy by simply grinding their cocks together. Somehow, she never fails to break them down to the barest of bones—and suck out the marrow while she’s at it. 

They hate it. You have to believe them. 

“You like being daddy’s little baby, don’t you?” Mist coos at them now, straddling their lap with them bullied straight-backed against the headboard. Tiny hands roaming all over their neck, their chest. Pressing and prodding at all the spots that somehow make them incapable of forming coherent thoughts. 

Zephyr makes some unintelligible protest, a pink blush blooming on their cheeks. 

“I think you do,” Mist answers for them. “You don’t have to pretend for me, hm?” She smooths her thumb across their lips, smirking when they part easily. “There you are, no need for scowling. Daddy’ll make it better.”

Her hands float back down to their tits, puffy and full and begging for attention. Mist had pulled them into her room when she noticed the twin spots on their t-shirt this morning, even through the black fabric. She had licked her fangs, giving them her signature predatory look that meant You’re mine.

Mist tweaks one of their nipples, sighing happily when a drop of fluid leaks out and drips onto their pants. She pinches the other, wringing a drop out of that one too. 

“Takes nothing to get you to leak, does it, little bird?” The water ghoulette cups their swollen chest with both hands, framing pert nipples between her thumb and pointer fingers. Squeezing against the build up of pressure just so, just until that sweet milk flows out and dribbles over her hands. 

“Mist,” Zephyr groans, wringing their hands into the sheets. “Lucifer, oh.”

She echoes their noise with an empathetic, slightly exaggerated one of her own. “So wet, baby. Just like a water ghoul,” she tuts. 

Their cock kicks in their pants traitorously. They try to shake their head, deny it somehow. But it’s futile under Mist’s nimble hands and her wicked tongue. 

“You are though, look at that.” She holds up a hand in front of their nose, wet with streaks of milk. Zephyr whimpers—curse the Dark One below, they fucking whimper—head lolling backwards like it’s just too heavy for their shoulders. A sure sign of their imminent defeat once again. 

Mist knows it too. Always knows when they reach the delicious point of no return. She surges forward, melting her body against theirs, looming over them with a gaze so piercing it could cut glass. Hungry. She rubs her nose along Zephyr’s, slow and teasing. Relishing in the fact she’s about to take away the last shreds of their control. 

“Want a taste, little bird?” she whispers, holding their chin and slipping her thumb between their lips. 

The roll of her hips that follows and the taste of themselves on their tongue is just the beginning of their demise. 

[theartofeggs]

congrats on getting the sex number of followers!! 🎉🎉 for the 69 followers requests, may i request 🍳🐉 + 🎪 (any gender is fine)? maybe them getting lost in the moors? but any scenario is good! love ur art and eggerton and most especially ur dragon series and dragon pc!! genuinely like one of the coolest concepts i've seen and i got to know about monster hunter dragons through ur blog. i hope u have a great day at con!!

I made it as comedic as I could but my sense of humor isn't so suited for written works so uh! maybe it's funny maybe it's not (i tried so hard for u)

Thanks for participating in my ask event! I'm going to add all of these to AO3 at some point in some master work but idk when I'll have that set up—probably sometime next week! :) ty for ur very thorough support btw pinipig!! i always love seeing the tags u add to some of my posts lol

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; Dragon betrayed by seemingly innocent yolker

Prompt: Egg & Dragon PC (Comedy) / CW: technical kidnapping (dragonnapping?) - Egg = GN, Dragon PC = Male (dice rolls)

Dragged Yolks

He has had it up to here with this little neon sign of a human being. Egg was a walking miracle, given the amount of potentially deadly shit they got themselves in on a daily basis. Get offered a ride to someplace for free by a stranger? They hop on in without question! Given a random drink or snack? They just say an innocent "thanks!" and dig right in! The beast that's been watching over Egg is overworked and underpaid. Granted, it wasn't a job be had to do, but he'd feel bad if something happened the moment he looked away. So, therefore, he's had his keen eyes on the absent-minded fellow.

"Could you not?" The dragon frowned deeply as the human hung ornaments and tassels from his horns. It wasn't even holiday season—it was the smack middle of summer. He's almost impressed that they had things like that on hand. It would've been almost impossible to just buy at this time of year, though he supposed they could've just dug it all up from storage. "Oh, you can speak?" Egg looked up at the dragon curiously as they paused their decorating.

"No." He bluntly responded, and while Egg looked befuddled, they didn't question it. Then, they continued decorating. "Hey. I said stop it." The dragon frowned deeply, but the yellow-haired fellow ignored him this time. "I'll bite you." Right as he moved to fulfill his promise, Egg stuck their tongue out at him, tugging his head back down to wrap more around his horns. "You told me you couldn't speak. So why would I listen to you? Clearly I'm just going crazy." They huffed back at him, and he wisely shut up for the rest of the horn-decorating.

When Egg was done, they let out a happy sound and stood up. "Come on! Let's go!" They urged him onto his feet, and he did with all the effort and grumbling of a grumpy old man with a bad back. "Go where?" He dared to ask, following after the human as they lead him through their house. It was a nice spacious place out near the farmlands, supposedly passed down to them by a deceased family member.

Egg didn't answer him as he was brought through the back door, past the yard, over the fence, and deep into the moor. With each step, he had a little less faith in the human's sense of direction. At one point, he was even sure they were in the bog, or beyond the town's half-assed borders, but their journey together ended at a big rock. Just... a big fuckin' rock in the middle of the moor. "Ta-da!" Egg smiled victoriously, as if they really did something. It was an impressive rock, honestly, but it was still just a rock. It wasn't even a sculpture or something. A completely earth-made, natural rock.

"I need you to stand on it and spread your wings out." They pointed up to the top of it, and the dragon stared at them blankly. "I refuse." He said that, but the innocent, expecting expression they had made him start climbing up the rock anyways. He teetered at the top of it and spread out his wings, looking down at the human curiously.

"So, what am I doing up here like this?" He asked. Egg looked up at him without answering and he sighed. "I can talk." "Woah! The dragon can talk! A talking dragon!" Egg laughed up at him, and he frowned deeply. Then, a giant shadow passed over the both of them. The human seemed unfazed, but he began to sweat.

"Don't tell me-" "I wanted to see the big bird-dragon that's been flying around for a few years now. I heard it liked shiny things!" Egg sounded very amused, though the dragon didn't appreciate being used as bait. A loud screech sounded from far above and he folded his wings in an instant, looking up at the foreboding shape in the sky. "I'm getting you back for this." He sighed as the figure dove down and grabbed him. He mentally cursed the human out as he got carried off into the moor.

the end :3c words : 696

[kaye-go-moo]

Shapes and Strange Ciphers AU: Brothers, Space Oddity

SaSC by me

Shapes and Pines by @/void-dude

Next Part

Bill

Bill advanced quickly in school, skipping grade levels and starting early in college. In his free time, he would talk to Tad about all the cool things he was learning and wanted to know. After some time, he started taking an interest in the obscure. However, Bill noticed Tad slowly drifting away and asked what was wrong.

When Tad said that life was just busy, Bill was upset. Believing Tad saw him as a burden and feeling guilty for wasting his time. Bill was also a little annoyed. He was so used to being Tad's center of attention that, when he wasn't, he felt Tad didn't care about him anymore. So Bill started talking to Tad less and kept things brief. Eventually, he lost contact with him but thought it was for the best, hoping that Tad would reach out when he was able.

-

After Tad left, Bill was alone. He only made this worse by closing himself off from others and leaning further into his education and research. However, as Bill learned more, he slowly began spiraling into an unhealthy dependence on knowledge. Bill didn't know when Tad would return, didn't know how to help him, or how to fix their tattered relationship.

These were problems that Bill couldn't solve, questions he couldn't answer. So why dwell on them? Instead, he focused on things he could figure out, delving further into the strange happenings of the world.

Bill started to discover things he never believed were real and questions yet to be answered. Questions he could answer. So Bill took the step to switch his main course of study from the mathematical and scientific to the oddities of the world.

Along the way, Bill slowly opened himself back up and managed to make friends with like-minded people who helped further his research. Eventually, he found himself in a place filled with the strange and unusual, a sleepy town in Oregon called Gravity Falls. There, Bill discovered countless supernatural wonders that he took to studying–recording his findings in a journal.

After a few years, Bill noticed that he had recorded many supernatural occurrences but not the reason for their occurrences. Bill had hit a roadblock in his studies and struggled to work around it.

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Lore Comment

[teardropwolf]

"Oh, thank goodness!"

"...You know, being in your body has its uses. I was able to catch bunnies and grass gekkos with ease."

"Yeah? That isn't really anything new, though. We've experimented this plenty of times before."

"Yes, well... It allowed me to experience what you experience... ... All of it."

"...Oh..."

[eastend-if]

I'm alive . and trying to finish the prologue .