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Ive been fronting for sooo long bro its crazy,, I hope that Reko comes back soon since I'm worried that he's almost, nowhere close to genuinely fronting. Usually he's able to influence or speak but nah, he's just not there. I know he's still aware of this, buuut other than that he's gone. Idk if when I unfront its gonna retrain most of my memories here, we'll have to see.
Reko had an auchie moment w psychosis and had to be trapped in its subsystem so it couldn't hurt the body. Reagan's taking care of it, so no worries. She's pretty much the only one who can calm down Reko when he's like this I think.
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also omg achhd is one of my fav games ever I just love decorating and world building games but also I adore the in game employees. i like the idea of having a good relationship with all of them i think …..
#i think it would be funny if the first time we met everyone’s anxiety is spiked cause like .#mr nooks husband is coming ???? 😨😨 WHAT DO WE DO ???????#and then a weird lil hippie guy walks in fawning over the decorations . and they’re like ‘oh! how can we help you! ‘#and I’m like hi! im here to see my husband! ^-^#and they’re like oh. thats. thats mr nooks husband .#LIKE I THINK ITS BC IM SO CASUAL AND EARTHY LOOKING they just weren’t expecting that 😭#BUT I ALREADY ADORE ISABELLE (we’ve met before !!!) and I think I’d absolutely adore Lottie when I first meet her .#also holds hand out I need to put y’all on the lo.ttiebelle propaganda I think they’re the girlfriends ever#DIGBY AND LYLE ARE SO FUNNY TOO im sure I’ve met Lyle before bc he was in previous games#and digby works on mainstreet near the boys shop and the real estate office <3#txt#💰🦝🍃#platonic tag! 🌼
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Hey lovely, How about Hotch and wife!reader having their first family outing with new baby, a walk in the park or grocery shopping something like that you can pick.
Hope your having a good weekend lovely Xx <3 🌼
ty for your request ily <3 —you and Hotch juggle your small family for the first time. fem, 1.2k
“Please hold my hand?”
Having a baby has activated some intrafamily jealousy, but you don’t mind. You’re cooing at Noah adoringly when Jack interrupts, thrusting his hand in the air, the very beginning of a tantrum lining his eyes and his thin eyebrows pinched like a threat.
“Baby, don’t you wanna come and sit up here with Noah?” you ask. There’s not much room next to the carrier, but Jack's slight.
He shakes his head, hand poking your tummy. Grocery shopping with Jack has always been hard, he wants to look at everything, wants to take the list, and doesn’t ever wanna sit in the cart, but it’s proving harder today.
“Aaron, you have to push the cart.”
He’s been begging you to let him for the last half hour. “It’s gonna tire me out,” he says, nudging you aside by the hip, “but I think I can handle it for you. You did call me by my first name for once. We reward good behaviour in this family.”
You roll your eyes and take Jack’s little hand. Calling him Aaron now you’ve had a baby together should feel natural, but it doesn’t. It feels more like a loving nickname than his actual name —over two years of calling him Hotch is hard to ignore.
Jack gives you a loving look that makes the fuss worth it. “This is fun,” he says.
“This is awesome.”
You and Jack got used to doing grocery shopping by yourselves while you were on your maternity leave without his dad. With Hotch now on his own paternity leave to accompany you, it is admittedly easier, and much more fun. You and Jack swing your hands together as Hotch steers the cart and your baby into the cereal aisle, which’ll take hours to get through, no doubt, but it doesn’t matter. What else is there to do?
You make it Hotch’s job to say no to the boxes that are mostly sugar, and, unfortunately for Jack, get distracted by Noah in his baby carrier where it’s locked into the cart. His eyes reluctant to open, tired, dark lashes threaded together at their corners, his tiny mouth. “Aw, look at you, handsome, you’re nearly smiling. You look just like your daddy, he never wants to smile either,” you say, tapping his nose.
Your saccharine tone prompts distress. “Y/N,” Jack whines, “you need to help me choose the cereal.” He yanks at your hand.
“Jack, don’t start, bud.”
“Dad,” Jack pouts.
“No, it’s okay. We’re supposed to be sharing everybody now, so Jack gets to share me too. I’ll help you pick some cereal. I don’t mind,” you say.
You sort of do mind, just a bit. This is Noah’s first time out in the world that wasn’t sitting peacefully in the backyard, and you don’t want him to be scared. Maybe baby’s can’t be scared, you don’t know. It’s nicer to feel close to him in these big moments. But it’s Jack’s first time having a baby brother at the store, too, so you’ll have to make it work.
“You don’t have to,” Hotch says.
“It’s fine, it’s okay.” You bend down to see the cereal selection. “They have your favourite, Cinnamon Toast Crunch. And your second, Fruity Pebbles. It’s up to you, it’s your treat.”
Jack gasps and hits a box of Fruity Pebbles, “Barney’s on the box now!” he says, pointing at the blonde character behind the cereal bowl.
You give a soft laugh quickly lost as Jack’s force topples the box. It hits the floor with a light crunch. “Oh, whoops. Let’s pick this up,” you say, popping down into a crouch without thinking.
“Honey–” Hotch says, which would surely be followed by a Should you be doing that? if you weren’t already flopping onto one knee in pain.
Bad idea. Terrible idea. Having a baby tears a mixture of tissue and muscle, and while the fiery pain of labour has since become a bad memory, a spike of trauma erupts between your legs. “Ow,” you yelp, eyes welling with unbidden tears.
“Y/N!” Jack and Hotch say simultaneously.
“Are you alright?” Hotch asks, bending at the waist to grab you, never cruel but clearly perturbed as his hands grasp your shoulders. They slip down under your arms. “Come on, can you stand up?”
You blink away tears and force yourself to stand with his help. He’s quick to pull you close, one hand on your wrist, head ducked to see your face. “Are you okay? What happened?”
You let out a queasy breath. “Something’s not done fixing itself,” you joke weakly.
“Are you alright?” he asks again, lower.
“I’m fine.” You’d love to sit down. The pain is a thrum like your heartbeat now, hurting but half as intense. “I’m okay. Really, it just shocked me.”
He slips his arm around your neck to encourage you in for a temple kiss.
“I’m sorry.”
You wiggle out of Hotch’s hold. Jack stands with a large pout near the fallen box of cereal, his hands twisting together over his tummy. “It’s okay,” you say.
“I’m sorry,” he says again, panicked tears slipping down his cheeks. “You hurt getting it and it was mine, I’m sorry.” His voice squeezes out of him in guilty pangs.
“It’s okay!” you repeat, leaning over with a wince to offer your arms, “It’s really okay, it’s not your fault. Don’t be upset, baby, I’m fine.”
You hoist Jack into your arms as he begins crying in earnest. His crying startles Noah, who starts to whimper, and then sob despite Hotch’s gentle shushing. You look at one another in mild defeat, your hand cupping the back of Jack’s head as he clings to you for reassurance.
Noah’s sobbing is like a ringing bell. Jack says he’s sorry into your neck, and it’s such a desperate scene you let a laugh slip out. “Aw, baby,” you say, smiling as you press your nose to his cheek, “it’s really okay. It wasn’t your fault at all, it was just ‘cos I’m out of practice. I’m just tired.”
“You fell.”
Noah gurgles behind you. “I know,” Hotch says quietly. “I know. You’re okay, bud. Jack’s okay. Mom’s okay. Shh, shh.”
It’s obviously not how you’d want your shopping trip to go, but Jack’s crying eventually slows, sapping all of his energy, and so he finally agrees to sit in the cart. The only problem is that he doesn’t fit there as well as you’d thought he would. Hotch ends up carrying him the entire time you’re in the store, and Noah doesn’t ever settle. You’re like zombies when you get back to the car, a headache stark between your ears and evident in his pinched brow.
“Let’s try again in a few weeks,” Hotch suggests. “I can go by myself. Or we can make somebody else.”
You wish you had the energy to kiss his brow, giving a defeated nod as you slouch down into your seat, grateful at least for his hand on your knee. “Okay.”
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Aegon Unworthy Administration Dashboard Simulator
⚔️ whiteswordtowerrr
the gold cloaks found my aegmon rpf guys it might be a while before my next update
💫 maidens-grace Follow
RIP OP this is why RPF is not only problematic (sinful against the Maiden AND the Smith) but will also literally deservedly get your skull put on a spike
⚔️ whiteswordtowerrr
I lived bitch. king aegon made me read it out loud to his brother because he thought it was funny but then he let me go. new chapter dropping in 20 minutes
#the dragonknight got all purple and furious but he did just have to stand there and take it. Just like in this next chapt- #the king did hook up with my sister afterwards though. what can you do
🍒lanadelreyene Follow
listennnnn im not saying he’s perfect im just saying liberating women from religious oppression and literal imprisonment in the maidenvault and letting his girl cousin do the economy and elevating women of all social standings to positions of prominence isnt NOTHING.
🫀tree-hearted
“king aegon is a feminist” “criston cole had hoes” you people will say anything on this website.
🛡️knighttime Follow
just saw that Daemon Waters kid like the king’s four year old bastard do a perfect standing backflip in the training yard. Kind of compelling. Kind of kingly. I don’t know…
#can prince daeron do a flip?????
🐉 rhaenyra-did-nothing-wrong Follow
It’s SO disgusting how the king would hire a H*ghtower hand only 50 years after that wretched family MURDERED HIS GRANDMOTHER AFTER USURPING HER THRONE. #UNWORTHYGATE
🪙 laenycashmoney150
Me and that nasty old man. To be honest
��� crystalcrowned Follow
I block everyone who is horny on main about the king on principle because fornication is a sin but op is talking about ALYN OAKENFIST?????? Girl.
🙌 fleabottomtop
Sneaking in through the secret tunnels in the red keep to smuggle queen naerys a vibrator and a blunt this shit is getting out of hand
💐 summersepta Follow
she would not like that. try again.
🙌 fleabottomtop
sneaking in through the secret tunnels in the the red keep to smuggle queen naerys a prayer book and a cigarette
🦇whentch
🐲 rogue-princess Follow
if i speak....🙈🤐
🐦⬛ raventreeballer-deactivated89169
FYI @ brackennation literally seduced the king to use her influence to ban pro-Blackwood posts on here. block and report this treacherous whore ASAP
🐎 brackennation-deactivated47170
I know it’s you missy. KYS jealous cunt
🎻bardalicious Follow
king aegon’s collection of teenage mistresses posting through it on the dash again
🔥 fireandwaters Follow
Sooooo sick of seeing delusional reachers reclaiming dragons**d as if that’s not a literal crownlands-specific slur used against the Valyrian-Westerosi community in King’s Landing and Dragonstone. I don’t care how many ae’s your grandma has in her name you are a HIGHTOWER you are a TARLY you are a REDWYNE you are seven forgive me for even saying this a BEESBURY. Categorically NOT a seed. It’s basically valyrian racefaking at this point
⛓️ gaymanpalehair Follow
Say it louder for the Great Bastards in the back!!!!!! theyre literally noble
🔥fireandwaters Follow
No I can say it?? I’m from KL I’m in the community why would it matter if I’m acknowledged
🌼 ever-sweet Follow
Seven hells my great-grandsire literally rode caraxes and I can’t acknowledge my own heritage? Dragonseed literally applies to ANY👏ONE👏of👏TAR👏GARYEN👏DES👏CENT.
🪵 kingswoody
At the rate the king is going everyone in the realm will be able to reclaim dragonseed in 20 years come on now
🐦⬛raventreeballer Follow
are we not going to acknowledge the toxic power imbalance of the king having had TWO Bracken mistresses and ONE Blackwood mistress????
🐚besterling Follow
THAT’S the toxic power imbalance you want to talk about??? That one??? Nothing else???
🔮hightowered Follow
okay I thought the valyrian racefaking discourse on here was dumb as shit but tell me WHY i just saw my bastard cousin serena change her name to “serenei” on all her socials and then start telling people she was from lys and can’t speak common.
#Good thing we’re dragonseeds otherwise this would be insane
🐟rainbowtrout Follow
non-riverlanders in 20 years when the Bracken-Blackwood beef becomes everybody’s problem because it’s a Targaryen civil war
🍎 fossoshethey
Quick where's that one meme about the valyrian god of prophecy playing dodgelance with random tumblr users
🎭mummersfarce Follow okay I’ll bite. did king aegon the unworthy fourth of his name do something problematic.
✨ fleabottombottom Follow
well as a dragonseed of dance-era descent i gotta say i am not appreciating how hard it is to buy purple shampoo in flea bottom recently what with the rate at which blonde bitches are being created in this kingdom fucking skyrocketing
🎭mummersfarce Follow
fucked up. blocking him now ✊
#Spotify#asoiaf#valyrianscrolls#do not ask me what year in canon this is supposed to be contemporary to. its a bit all over
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using yet another long-hoarded rose ask for my own evil purposes (talking about my new fic AJKLSDFJLKJ). another snip from slow foal, now that lamb has finally arrived to take river back to slough house:
“Where the fuck is she?” “Jesus—” River startled so badly that he leapt out of his chair, fear spiking hot and keen behind his ribs. Then, heart swollen to twice its size, he pivoted on his heel to meet the gaze of who he figured must have been Jackson Lamb. He was taller than River had been expecting, and broader across the shoulders, which was terrifying in its own special way. If he were to get River in his grip, River was sure it would take a miracle for him to break free. Skull to the coffee table all over again. Though, Jackson Lamb didn’t much look like the sort to get his enemies in his grip. He looked more like the sort to tail them slowly, persistently, until they tired and couldn’t run any farther. That was a little better. River was good at running. It was at this moment that he realized Jackson Lamb was talking to him. “I’m—sorry, Mr. Lamb, sir, what was that?” Oh, no. His voice cracked on the ‘sir’. He was going to die. “I wasn’t—um, listening.” Jackson Lamb gave him a look that River couldn’t decipher, and then shut his mouth, and then gave him another, more scrutinizing look that River truly couldn’t decipher. He held his breath and hoped that he wasn’t about to be hit already. “You know,” said Jackson Lamb, “I was just about to go murder Diana Taverner for pulling my damn leg hard enough she got me here in under fifteen minutes during my midday nap time, but you’ve managed to convince me. The real River Cartwright never listens to me worth a damn, neither.”
“I am the real River Cartwright,” said River, bristling. Stupid. But he couldn’t help it; he wouldn’t let his adult self claim all rights to being River Cartwright when he was the one standing here. “Mr. Lamb, sir.” “Mm.” Jackson Lamb regarded him with a distinct spark in his eye. “Nah, I don’t much care for that.” “W-what?” “The—” Jackson Lamb waved a careless hand. “The sirs and the Mr. Lambs. The real River Cartwright would sooner brain himself on a brick wall than show a… a fucking modicum of respect for me. Christ.” “Oh.” River twisted his hands together. That… that didn’t seem right, but he didn’t know enough about the real River Cartwright to argue. “Sorry.” They stood there in an uncomfortable silence for a long moment, until finally Jackson Lamb—Lamb, maybe, just Lamb—cleared his throat and seemed to return to his own body. “Right, then. You brought any shit with you? No? That’s a shame, we haven’t got any clothes in your size, and I don’t think you should trust Ho to do your shopping for you. Now let’s get out of here before the Iron Lady comes back.”
#ask#anon#put some of it under the cut because it got. a tad long JSKDJF#but god. god!!! them... i'm gonna have so so So much fun writing these two#lamb when he Literally Cannot deny he loves his kiddo because now his kiddo is. quite literally. A Kiddo.#sid speaks#fic: slow foal#slow horses#river cartwright#jackson lamb
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The Power of Sky 🌩️🌼
Harpy is a SkyWing animus who’s part of a future AU I made a while back. This art is a little old, but I think it holds up. I’ve been thinking about this AU more lately and I’ll probably come back to it.
In short, Harpy discovered their powers when they were a dragonet. Not knowing that magic was banned in the Sky kingdom, they excitedly showed it off by enchanting a field of flowers to bloom. They were sentenced to death the very same day. However, a NightWing dragonet born beneath blood moons had a vision of Harpy’s death and convinced her tribe’s prince to go save them. Harpy grew up in the rainforest alongside the NightWings and RainWings. Eventually, they become a key player in a continental war.
The NightWing dragonet who saw Harpy’s death has had a few names, including Bloodmoon and Warteller. I’d like to give her something different—maybe Omen? Sanguine? Who knows! She and Harpy have a tense relationship, made worse by the fact that they’re pining for each other. The NightWing feels responsible for putting Harpy in a difficult situation, while Harpy struggles to be loyal to anyone in the face of war.
[ID: A digital illustration of the creator’s Wings of Fire OC, a SkyWing named Harpy. They are a wyvern who has deep scarlet-orange scales with darker orange accents and a lighter underbelly. Their wings and the spikes on their neck and tail are a deep maroon. Harpy wears a black cloak lined with dark iridescent feathers, as well as a simple moonstone necklace and gold earring. Their piercing yellow eyes match a glowing flower that hovers between their talons. Harpy is floating in a background of abstract purple clouds. Three circles resembling dark moons frame Harpy’s head. They’re staring determinedly to the left, as if deep in thought. End ID]
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-apollo
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Hello! Could I request a short fic with TFP Bumblebee being lovingly dommed by the reader with elements of sounding (if it’s okay) and spit kinks, along with edging? I haven’t seen anyone write for sounding yet so I eagerly await for your writing! -🌼
Lovingly Held
Warnings: sub/bottom Bumblebee + Dom/top reader + gn reader + cybertronian reader + soft dom reader + praise kink + sounding + edging + bumblebee is adorable + and super desperate
Word Count: 696
A/N: Aaa my first TF request♡♡♡ Sorry but I wasn't able to include the spit kink</3 Idk why but my mind literally could not figure out how to include it in this fic without it seeming out of place so I hope it's still fine with you<//3
Also, new anon???
"Bee," you whispered into the yellow mech audials. He let out a pathetic whine at the sound of you calling his name. You held Bumblebee in your lap, his back resting against your chassis. One of your servos hold Bee's hip while the other is tugging at his spike. "I hope you're ready." Bee let's out short beeps to show you how impatient he is, his big blue optics staring at you desperately.
You chuckled a bit before removing your hand from his hip and reaching for the sounding rod you had saved for this occasion. It was of average size, not too thick as Bee was only a beginner and you didn't want to overwhelm him. You grip his spike tightly causing him to let out a surprised sound. "Relax for me Bee," you sigh. Bumblebee didn't even realize how much he had tensed up the moment the rod had come near his spike. His doorwings shiver a bit as he finally calms down and stills his body
"Good bot," you praised him as you begun to slick up the rod, not missing the small beep Bee made from the praise. "Now hold as still as you can for me now..." You slowly pushed the rod in and surely, Bumblebee started to writhe, letting out rapid beeps. His faceplate was now clearly flushed with energon and his optics were scrunching up. He hadn't yet used his safeword(more like action) so you continued, although going a bit slower.
"Your doing so good for me Bee. Now take it like the good bot you are." Your soothing voice filled Bumblebee's audials and processor as thoughts of being good for you muddled his mind until he finally felt the rod seat itself in Bumblebee's spike completely. He whined and pawed at his spike, unused to the odd intrusion.
"No Bee, if you want it out, you know how to tell me," you chastised as you swatted Bumblebee's servo away. His whole frame was trembling now as he felt a dull yet pleasurable ache in his spike. Just as Bee was starting to get anxious for you to move the rod, you finally gripped the rod as you pulled it up and down Bee's spike firmly.
Bee thrashed in our grip, letting out loud whines and beeps, his vocalizer clicking as it failed to form words. His back arched as his doorwings were pressed further into your chassis. You continued your ministrations, moving the rod in Bee's spike at a timed pace. He gripped your arm and leaned his helm into the crook of your neck, getting close to his overload. Right when he was about to seize up and overload around the rod, you swiftly pulled it out.
Bee's pretty blue optics cycled wide as he let out a distraught series of beeps. He shook his head and tried his best to guide your servo back to his spike but you pulled back. "You're not gonna overload until I tell you to. Can you do that for me please?" Despite the soft tone of your voice and the fact that you added please, Bee knew that it was a demand that had to be followed.
Shaking, Bee lowered his servos to his side and spread his legs open a little wider. "Good bot," you smiled, lining up the rod to his spike. "If you can hold off on your overload, I might let you have an overload. Sound good with you?" you asked at the same time you plunged the rod deep into Bee's spike.
His frame seized up as he let out long whines. He nodded frantically, his hips bucking up into the feeling of the rod stimulating the nodes in his spike. Unknowingly, Bee's valve panel also retracted, strings of lubricant dripping on the floor, creating a small puddle. You decided to ignore his valve and focus on his spike instead. Bee unconsciously grinded his valve into the cool floor, letting out small hiccups. He may actually get a valve overload before you give him permission but for now, you let it be. Surely he deserves his reward after being so good for for you.
#vetty's fics. ✿#yvette's fics. ✿#vetty's works. ✿#vetty's requests. ✿#transformers#tfp bumblebee#transformers smut#bumblebee x reader#tfp#valveplug
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Prompt “she says we bicker like an old married couple” for Tony Stark, please? But maybe they actually are a married couple heheheheheh? All up to ya tho
We bicker like an old married couple
Warning: 18+ there’s some magic brownies involved. Fluff.
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“That’s funny.”
You wondered out loud, chewing on the third piece of a delicious peanut butter brownie batch your best friend had sent over for you.
“Huh?”
Tony raised his head from where it had been resting, which was your shoulder, narrowing his eyes as you let out an audible sigh.
“I said, that is funny. Geez are you really getting that old?”
“Did you just call me old, Y/N Y/L/N?” Tony gave you a light push, wiping off invisible crumbs from his lap after sitting up.
Between you two, you had finished the brownies mere minutes after they had been delivered to you as an anniversary gift. Everything pretty much had slowed down as you munched on the sweet treats. Your friend had only forgotten to mention they were spiked with special ingredients, now you were starting to think it was on purpose.
It wasn’t often that you got a chance to really let loose, so when the opportunity presented itself, you cooked him a great meal, cracked open a bottle of his favourite wine and were about to dig in when the little present arrived. And according to Tony, he wanted to change things up by having dessert first which led to this.
Tony was knelt between your legs, splaying his hands on your thighs as his brown eyes, now dilated, implored yours as he waited for an answer. You giggled and let out a small snort that you couldn’t control, carding your fingers through his hair which had several greys peaking through. His question practically answering itself.
“Honey, let’s not go there.”
“You’re mean.” He stuck out his tongue, grumbling as he snatched your family sized bag of Dorito’s away from you.
“Tony! Give it back! I’m hungry.” You whined, completely forgetting that there was a full dinner waiting on the dinner table.
“Nope. Not unless you say sorry.”
“For stating the truth? Not in hell.” You scoffed, giving him a little push that was enough to make him topple back on his bum.
The movement kinda slowed down your vision, making you grab onto the back of the couch. Tony was quick on his feet to tackle you down on it once again, not relenting as you protested, little giggles escaping you that you simply couldn’t control.
“Stop laughing!” He grumbled.
“You’re such a little baby! It’s cute.”
“Oh my God. I hate you.”
“You know what my best friend says?” You blinked up at the man who had pinned you underneath him, distracting him enough for him to loosen his grip.
“What?”
“She says we bicker like an old married couple.” You laughed and Tony joined in, touching his forehead to yours before his fingers weaved their way through yours. He held it up for you to see the platinum wedding bands you had exchanged three years ago. Needless to say, you two collapsed into fits of laughter after that.
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🌼 Slutty Spring Sleepover 🌼
#tony stark x reader#tony stark drabble#tony stark fluff#tony stark fanfiction#tony stark imagine#slutty spring sleepover#the stark squad#anon asks#marvel fanfiction#tony stark
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Hi! Dunno if ur still accepting requests but, if you are then could we get JuneBug?
🪲🌼 JuneBug! A pony seen drinking from a fountain before being asked/told to give a birthday present to Spike…by Spike!
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Hey, we are Woodland 🌲 [ it/its , The Woodland ], we are a plural system mainly composed of fictives. I'm Reko 🌺 [ it/he ] , I'm the host and the one who'll mainly be running this blog.
This blog is our primary, personal blog and a big clusterfuck of rants, chatter and reblogs.
Art: @hyper-cryptic | Alth+: @nyctohyloph0bia | Hoard: @rekos-graphic-hoard
↳ 🎬 Current media interests: Sonic The Hedgehog, Resident Evil, Eeveelutions, Trigun, Warrior Cats.
↳ 📑FYI: Mutuals, if you reblog/post something about ada wong, please tag it. She is a trigger to our system, thank you.
I'm prone to psychosis and I act irrationally. Most posts are queue'd. We have awful memory loss problems, and I'm not joking about that, treat us as if we have pseudo-dementia at this point.
We are queerpunk, pro-endogenic, pro-palestine, anti-radqueer/prat. Ship discourse is stupid.
I don't tag stuff a lot, but I sometimes tag stuff with:
↳ 🔖#cw discourse , #cw vent , #cw suggestive , #re posting and #bookmark.
sable divider animation by @/negativepeanuthoarder
⇩ Below the cut is some people from our system. 👍
◊⇀ Silas [ he/him ]▸ optimist, co-host. a silly guy! Gender is literally silly sonic guy eheee. I'm the personalization of the Woodland persona! I'm also OVA Sonic and a sable! -> #Silas 🌲
◊⇀ Yuro [ he/him/it ]▸ mean caretaker, co-host. man ig, and idk i like whoever i like whenever i like 'em. Supposed to be a Leon S. Kennedy fictive from Werevamp AU -> #Yuro 🌘
◊⇀ Spikes [ he/him/it ]▸ optimist. trans man, achillean, aroace. Sonic The Hedgehog fictive from Heart of Chaos AU. -> #Spikes 🌼
◊⇀ Cyrus [ he/him ]▸ protector. trans man, greyaroace. Leon S. Kennedy fictive from Daimo Hunter AU. -> #Cyrus 🌕
◊⇀ Miles [ he/she/they ]▸ N/A, little problem solver (?). genderfluid, pansexual, greyaro, ace. Miles 'Tails' Prower fictive from Heart of Chaos AU. -> #Miles 🔧
◊⇀ Reagan [ any but it/its ]▸ caretaker. genderfluid, transfem, bisexual. Leon S. Kennedy fictive post-RE8. -> #Reagan 🌻
◊⇀ Claire [ she/her ]▸ caretaker. trans woman, bisexual. Claire Redfield fictive from Reagan's source. -> #Claire 🧸
◊⇀ Scott [ he/him ]▸ guardian. cis man, bi gay. Leon S. Kennedy fictive from a crossover AU. -> #Scott 🦌
◊⇀ Obsidian [ she/they/it ]▸ caretaker. agender girl, sapphic. Obsidian The Chaoshog from Heart of Chaos AU -> #Obsidian 🌌
In total, we are over a dozen, these are just the people who will speak here because they cannot shut their mouths. /aff
#bookmark#Spikes 🌼#Cyrus 🌕#Miles 🔧#Reagan 🌻#Claire 🧸#Scott 🦌#Obsidian 🌌#Yuro 🌔#Reko 🌺#Silas 🌴#flashing#gifs
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(rules and other info under the cut, last updated 10/27/24) (interacts from @kirbytripledeluxe)
unless this blog is LABELED as inactive, its still active and accepting asks. hi!
IMPORTANT NOTES 🌿
^^ heres their ref. anyway
there are now technically four characters on this blog (even if i dont exist in pikposting) so the tagging system may be a bit confusing! stuff may get mixed up! heres a quick guide including how i color code their posts:
🍄: jess, they/them, 25
🐟: me! toast or kirby, per/it, 18
🌼: oatchi, he/him, idk!! (was for an april fools prank LMAO i dont think hes staying here)
💮: hope or beep, she/her, not even one years old
ive beaten pikmin 4 as of 4/26/24!!! spoilers are fine!
inactivity spikes may happen due to plurality, disability, and ,, my generally exhausting existence. sorry about that!! as a side note if i overstep or act weird or flood the tags TELL ME.
jess is NOT a sona or a self-insert, just my avatar in pik4, though i do project onto them quite a bit 👍
RULES 🌿
1. obviously no nsfw. while jess is an adult and technically allowed to do that, not only are they asexual but im not at all comfortable with nsfw of my ocs unless were close and very explicit permission is given. and... yeah no i dont give permission for them. suggestive jokes are fine as long as theyre not directed AT them.
2. please dont get me involved in em/eto topics . i have a severe phobia of that
3. other rookies are completely fine to interact!
4. if i slip and misgender jess (i sometimes accidentally use she/her) let me know please!!! ill do the same! though do still note that jess is a trans girl, not nonbinary. pronouns≠gender but i understand the confusion
5. please no alcohol/drug abuse stuff outside of jokes (i.e. the scary weed), other characters using it is fine
6. ask before doing wizard/magic anon stuff ok ? (assuming were already in contact, if were not then dont worry about it)
TAGS 🌿
ic 🍄/🌼/💮: posts by a character
ic answer 🍄/🌼/💮: answered asks by a character
putting them in situations 🍄: rp (←feel free to mute, i use the long post tag once they start getting long but i have a list of the finished ones at the end of this anyway)
jess images 🍄: self explanatory, often reblogs from my art account! i love drawing them!
about jess 🍄: info i share sometimes
ooc 🐟: posts by me
ooc answer 🐟: answers by me
and if you need anything trigger tagged tell me! ill tag it as "tw ___" (flashing lights will just be tagged as "flashing lights")
RP LIST 🌿
3/21/24-3/23/24 🍄 — puddle going through it
3/23/24 🍄 — taking amalgam home
3/24/24-3/26/24 🍄 — lumiknoll moment
3/31/24 🍄 — super mario shaky tower hell
4/22/24 💮 — cherry brings hope and oatchi back to the base!
5/14/24-5/16/24 🍄 — (MAJOR WARNING FOR BODY HORROR + GORE) great job everyone we killed jess
6/6/24-6/14/24 💮 — hope and yonny and kingsly and oatchis great adventure
6/14/24 🍄 — hi jess :) ←pretending it hasnt been over 2 months
6/17/24-6/18/24 🍄 — THE GUILT IS NEVERENDING🔥🔥🔥
OTHER BLOGS 🌿
@heroleaf-posting
@pond-blogging
@groovylonglegs-blogging
@eyewraith-posting
@fritz-posting
#pikmin#pikmin rp#pikmin 4#pikposting#intro 🍄#about jess 🍄#ic 💮#← not actually i just cant access it super easily
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hi! may we request a headmate based on little fang by avey tares slasher flicks?
specific things: bodily native american so please native, werewolf? wolf therian? something wolfy, the song is very blue so something blue?, nonbinary of some genre, age somewhere around 16-20?
thank you!
This was fun to do!! Thanks for requesting!!
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Name(s): Fang, Cosmos, Star, Melody, Wilder, Wilde, Luna, Spike, Conner, Drew, Astro, Mars, Aster, Bandit, Harper
Age: 16-20
Pronouns: She/They, Hx/Hxm, H*/H*m, Wolf/Wolf's, Fang/Fangs, Mutt/Mutts, Howl/Howls, Paw/Paws, Fu/Fur/Furs, Sun/Suns, Moon/Moons
Gender(s): nonbinary, wolfgender, wolferestic, transwerewolf
Sexuality: aromantic…?, omniromantic, mutt lesbian, werewolf lesboy, wolf4wolf, Musitism
Species: werewolf + human
Race: Native American
Roles: Dear, Delight, DNI Holder, Emotional Protector, Music Archivist
Likes/interests: reading, nature, long car rides, fangs friends, hiking, rom-coms, astronomy/astrology, Over The Garden Wall, Gravity Falls, baked goods/baking, singing, tattoos/piercings, cheesy horror movies, ect.
Dislikes: judgment, unwanted criticism, back-stabbers, discourse of any kind, too-serious situations/people, arguments/confrontation, accusations/rumors, snakes (animal), torture in horror, ect.
Boundaries: no fakeclaiming, no discourse of any kind, no invasive questions, no going through h*s stuff without permission
Fav/Associated song: Little Fang - Avery Tare's Slasher Flicks
Sign-off: 🌘🌼🐺
Faceclaim:
(Couldn't decide on a brown or black wolf so both it is!)
Made by: mod 🖖🏽
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#mod 🖖🏽#tell me so i say#build a headmate#build an alter#headmate pack#willogenic#dni anti endos#anti endo dni#endo safe#endogenic safe#radqeers fuck off#dni rq#rqs dni#dni radqueer#plural system#plurality#plural community#plural
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HCs for Flora? (Genderswapped Fern from classic F&C)
General Flora Headcanons 🌼🌵🐍
❥Character: Flora Mertens (Genderbend Fern)
❥Fandom: Adventure Time with Fionna and Cake
❥Tags: Headcanons, general characterization
❥Taglist: @foxpearlwilder
❥If it wasn't because she's a grown woman Fionna would had her carry a "I bite" warning sign.
❥Cake sometimes teaches her indoor activities to relax, like knitting or sewing quilts but Flora soon lost the patience for it. She'd pick it up occasionally just because Cake took the time teach her.
❥While she has an older sister respect for Cake, as in Flo doesn't give her sassy remarks and usually obeys whenever she asks her to do something- the relationship she has with Fionna is more younger sibling like.
❥Don't get me wrong they do get along, but she doesn't respect her stuff or her space. She steals Fionna's hairbrush when she can't find her own, wears her socks even though she stretches them with her pointy feet and drinks (absorbs?) Fi's soda pop.
❥Fionna has told her before to leave her stuff alone, Flora said she will but wouldn't follow through and Fionna now has to hide stuff from her.
❥Her favorite video games on Beemo would probably be the rouge likes, mostly cause they're fast and repetitive. But she also likes farming simulator games.
❥While Fern's second weapon is an axe, Flora's would most likely be daggers/throwing knives and has deadly good aim.
❥Also she uses them for her eyeliner.
❥Has a tomboyish attitude just like Fi, where they differentiate is that while she's strong willed Flora is also immature at times since she didn't go through the experiences that made her grow, she tends to lash out as a defensive mechanism whenever she feels vulnerable in any situation.
❥More self aware of her appearance than her male counterpart, has the subconscious need to be the hottest person in the supermarket. (Not as exaggerating as Lsp though, it's a bit more subtle)
❥Would trim the grass on her legs to make it less noticeable.
❥While Fern grows mushrooms on the top of his head I like to think Flora would sprout succulent flowers.
❥Her aesthetic in general leans more to desert plants and flowers where Fern is more cold forest themed, I like the idea mainly because it would give her own thing and separates her from Fern rather than copy and paste his characteristics to her- so for example she'd grow cactus like needle spikes in her arm when she wants a punch to hurt.
❥Would probably take care of smaller cacti at the top of the tree fort, they're low maintenance and she doesn't have to worry about them drying out so soon.
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Name's Reko, this is my blog of pure fictionkind insanity. Yeah, not an RP blog. Drawing above made by me, based on this.
Last edited: 28/05/2024
📖✏️・⌒ヾ( ̄ - ̄ )) About ...
I'm an agender trans man , demi-aroace, plural [Host, Spikes fabletive] , 19 years old , 🇲🇽 , AUDHD and dyslexia. Nonhuman. I use we/i interchangeably.
My icon was edited , the flag is the werewolf therian flag by @/otherkinotd, remake by me.
My main alth blog is @nyctohyloph0bia .
ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ Fictionmere ...
🎬 Fictotypes
[RE]Leon ― Slightly canon divergent. Is genderfluid/queer, bisexual, any pronouns. How I look like: x . Full neomata: pending.
[STH]Spikes ― AU, very canon divergent. Named Sonic, called Spikes by everyone. Is a trans man, achillean, aroace , he/him. How I look like: x . Full neomata: pending.
🎭 Fictionflickers
[RE]Vex ― AU Leon , pretty common. Fucked up looking werewolf.
🔗 Linktypes
[TRI98]Vash ― Not very common. Canon compliant.
📖 Heart-tales
White Fang , 1906
Sonic Unleashed , 2008
⏳ Questioning
[D20: NA] Ylfa Snoglenson
(*>O<)📢꙳⟡ BYI ...
My headmates Reagan and Spikes might speak or add comments here. We have the same source. I'm coolio with doubles and encourage interaction! However, Exe sοnics please interact with caution! 👍
Adα Wοngkin, fictives and fans don't interact for our safety. She's a huge trigger. Generally anyone with her on a pfp or on your blog name, sorry.
ϵggmαnkin or fictives interact with caution. If you're from boom, you're chill. 👍 Sometimes I put up images on my posts that might look like I'm roleplaying, I am not, lol. I just like adding them bc it makes me happy :3
Don't tag my art or posts about fictionmere with main fandom tags (ex. #residϵnt ϵvil , sοnic the hedgehοg, #sτh , #rϵ), main fanart tags (ex. trigυn fαnart) or main ship tags (ex. #sonαdow). The fandom scares me.
Don't tag my art or posts with self-ship tags. That'd be like calling me your S/O by directly rebbloging my post about myself, and that makes me uncomfortable.
Don't act like you know me. You know what happened in canon, but you don't know me.
✍(◕◡◕) Tags ...
💌 Fictionmere tags
#🌼🍃 ― spikes' tag #🌻🥞 ― leοn's tag
#🪓🐺 ― Ylfα's tag #💡🐺 ― vex's tag #🔗👼 ― vαsh's tag #💘🩹 ― shade's tag #💘🧸 ― clαire's tag
📜 Post tags
#reko's artwork ― my art. #reko's chatter ― I am SPEAKING!! #neomata ramblings ― me rambling about stuff that happened in source or fictotypes. #exotrauma rant ― rant or vents of awful events from source and/or how I feel about them. #🌲 ― nonhuman tag
📫 Reblog tags
#art museum ― not my art. #abyss speaks ― not my posts. #🌴 ― spikes' source or related. #💾 ― leοn's source or related.
#fictkin#fictionkin#fictionkind#alterhuman#no id#🌻🥞#🌼🍃#🪓🐺#💡🐺#💡👼#💘🧸#💘🩹#🌲#reko's chatter#reko's artwork#exotrauma rant#art museum#abyss speaks back#resident evil kin#sonic the hedgehog kin#🌴#💾#re kin#sth kin#sonic kin#neomata talks
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Girls Transform into Wubba, Spike Ball and Hoppycat in Wonder World more Adventures way cross Flowers Kingdom 🌻🌼🌸 grab all wonder seeds that so cool princess power and Girl Power💅🏻.
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