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I want nothing more than to hold you down and eat your ass long and slow until you're begging me to let you cum ❤️❤️❤️
Oh! I, um, well I... Uh...
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“if anyone hurts you, it will be the last thing they’ll do.” -> for max :-)
Max had invited the other over for simple company, a like minded individual that understood their plight. Even for someone as successful as himself Maximilien was often met with scrutiny if only because he was an omnic. Human people could have a gambling addiction (and one he fed willingly) but the world seemed to forbade that he made any sort of name for himself because of it.
He had been lamenting over the various attempts on his empire, both between his competition and police forces, when mentioning that harm was more often than not included in these little games of charades. Nothing permanent, for certain, but harmful all the same.
Ramattra's response seems to floor him.
Max cannot help himself but to stare at the other, looking away again just a moment later.
"I appreciate your.. ah.." For an omnic that often had a response for everything, he was, for once, quite speechless. It doesn't last long as he recovers to try and save face.
"I appreciate your protectiveness, even if all I can offer to you in return is funding for your own purposes."
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It’s NM’s first henchmen he can’t be expected to remember all that
#rip Sci the king of nightmares just broke into ur lab 💀#and threatened you to help this stranger#NM ordered him not to ‘complain’#or talk at all probably lmao#and killer just listened like ‘k guess I’ll just starve’’#this is after their first two weeks together 🥰#sci bouta have some ccrazy news for Ink#utmv#killer sans#undertale multiverse#undertale au#bad sanses#killersans#nightmare’s gang#in the making#ut something new#Something new sans#killertale sans#dreamtale nightmare#nightmare sans#Nightmare#science sans#sci#utmv comic#utmv fandom#utmv fanart
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Everyone congratulate The Order on the adoption! Look at their new son!!!
#And by adoption I mean grabbing Rune off the street corner he was dumped on and taking him with them no questions asked#Guys. If I can sell you on Anna being group dad then I have won.#She is giving dad who didn't want the dog but ends up bonding for life with the small creature#Also Alfonse. Hon. Out of curiosity. Have you ever held a child?#The answer is not really and he would panic if asked to hold a newborn.#Your honor I love these idiots. Give them small found family as a treat#In other news these were unironically some of the most difficult drawings I've ever made of these characters lmao#I had reference open and tried to draw all the details of their outfits for once. It was a bit MADDENING#I was so lost in the detail sauce that I accidentally gave Anna an extra piece of armor. The patterns on Kiran's cloak nearly broke me.#Looks good tho! Hell yeah! Mission success!!!#feh#fire emblem heroes#fire emblem#feh kiran#feh alfonse#feh anna#feh sharena#feh rune#feh summoner#fe kiran#fe anna#fe alfonse#fe sharena#fe rune#fe summoner#art tag
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I use only the finest reference when drawing Espio.
#espio the chameleon#sth#sonic fanart#it's finally done AAAAAAAAA#many espios...#i was thinking now that i'm comfortable drawing him on model-ish from memory...#that means it's finally time to start breaking rules hehehehehe#you can look at this and slowly watch him get taller lmao *elongates your chameleon*#the timestamps of these are a little off but this has basically been my life for the past three days#not 24/7 of course but ya know#that was fun :3#poor espio is so broke he had to get a side job at club rouge u u <3
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Replaying RE4R, and I am once again thinking of how Leon just straight up murders a guy the moment he attacks. Like yeah, sure, he lunged at him with a weapon, there is a bloody badge of an officer, things are sketchy to say the least, but still. It all happens so fast, I doubt he actually had the time to fully put two and two together quite yet.
And you can't tell me that Leon, a trained agent, just overestimated the power of his kick on accident. That ↓
Was a pretty much deliberate kick. What's interesting is that in the OG RE4, he at least tells the ganado to freeze a good couple of times (or maybe once, I don't remember the specifics, but my point still stands) before actually proceeding to harm him. Remake Leon, meanwhile... just breaks his neck without a second thought.
And his reaction right after makes it... pretty obvious, honestly.
There is no strong reaction there to offing an old man in his home. Now, granted, he hears a scream right after, so it's not like he has much time to stand and ponder over what happened! But the only thing he says right after is: 'This is not good.' And, yeah, true, but we do know Leon is capable of expressing some level of distress over something he finds disturbing, and he proceeds to do that literally a few minutes later once you start exploring the village. So really, it's an interesting scene and a very intriguing way of introducing this hardened version of Leon we'll be playing as.
I wouldn't be thinking about this as much if not for the circumstances surrounding it. Not like Leon is aware that this man is infected with anything. Up until the moment he gets back up, he could be just some disturbed, paranoid old man or something. And he did just walk into someone's house. He's an intruder here, really. But the moment danger presents itself, he eliminates the threat without a second thought.
I think it speaks volumes of the past 6 years that passed for him, and how they shaped him. We don't know much of Leon's job: what it entails exactly, what kind of work he does on the daily, how the entire structure operates. And before the events of RE4, it's not like he was a well-known agent, if I remember correctly. It's his successful rescue of Ashley that got him high in the ranks. His status as a Racoon City survivor didn't do that. Throughout RE4R, we see him regain his humanity through the connections with other characters, going from the cold, robotic way he caries himself at the start of the game, to the determined, emotionally-invested man we later see carrying Ashley to Luis' laboratory.
It's very neat to think about! And while we all love Leon for his kind heart and his drive to save innocent lives, he is more than capable of violence, and that's an aspect of him I wish was talked about more. That neck break was definitely not the first one for him, just saying.
#resident evil#resident evil 4 remake#re4r#leon kennedy#leon scott kennedy#re4r leon#excuse my very poorly made gifs i made them just to accompany my post 😔#idk if you can call this an analysis i'm pretty much just stating my thoughts lmao#but yeah#imagine if that ganado was just some old man#leon just broke his neck and left#YIKES#like i'm SURE he could just.... disarm the guy or knock him out#but no#i wouldn't be saying that if he wasn't a highly trained agent too#like an average guy would just act on instinct and accidentally end up killing#but c'mon#no way that's the case here#aight i'm just babbling at this point#leon's kicks are the best i love them
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🫡🫡🫡
#only friends#only friends series#only friends the series#only friends ep12#ofts#gmmtv#mond tanutchai#jdshkfdgdf#thank you for your service king!!!!!#we appreciate it#lmaoo#bro really came in broke everyone up then left#what an asshole but like in an iconic way#he added the last bit of spice right before the finale lmao#love him#plus the fact that they kept him in the basement for so long is so impressive to me dklgdfdg#not even First spoiled it and we all know he never keeps his mouth shut about anything lmao#they really got us#i love it#definitely my favorite surprise from the show#i screamed so loud#also let him kiss more boys in the future thank
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"Stardew Valley??? Hell no. I'm playing uuuh, resident evil, y'know, like a man!"
You can't play Resident Evil on a phone and neither is he a man
I mighhht have liked this redesign... way too much... credits and kudos to @reddrotikblog !!!
#He thinks he's so edgy...#If goth David broke into my heart you don't know what this did to my brain chemistry#We should name him#Dark Elder David#aka... DED (100 times better than D-Munny LMAO#I hadn't used colors this dark in forever#I forgot the Marshmellow SORRYY#elders of the creek#craig of the creek#elder david#dark emperor david#haelart
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The Death of Peace of Mind
Miguel O’hara x female reader
Summary: "I miss the way you say my name/the way you bend, the way you break"
You think your fearless leader needs help relaxing, but another door is opened entirely
Tags/warnings: smut (18+), oneshot, fingering, blowjob, pronebone, blood, biting, unprotected sex, paralytic venom, dominant Miguel, dirty talk, God there’s so much to list : )
Word count: 3.3k
Can also be found on Ao3 here. Please give it some love if you enjoyed ;_;
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"I know better than this, I shouldn't be… we shouldn't be doing this."
Miguel O'Hara sat at the edge of your bed, your room softly illuminated by a candle on the bedside table. He liked the dark. His back was to you, his broad shoulders slumped forward, as you had your back against your headboard. He was still in his suit, his mask off.
"Miguel…" you said, starting this conversation again for the umpteenth time. "You have needs, too, y'know."
He waved a hand dismissively. "What are my needs when compared to all this?" He gestured to nothing. You weren't even at HQ. You were both in your dimension. A vacation, you had said. You could never get him to leave HQ for long. "I know what happens when I try to get what I want. When I go where I don't belong."
You furrowed your brow. "But you do belong here, I invited you."
"You know exactly what I mean." He spoke quickly. Trying to expel the words as fast as possible.
Your arms crossed over your chest as you eyed him. He'd been through a lot, yes, but what Spider hadn't? How long was he going to keep ignoring himself for the greater good? What purpose would he serve if he tore himself apart?
"You're right," you said, finally.
"What?" He asked, peering over his shoulder to look at you, incredulous.
"You're right," you repeated. "You can leave."
"I… well. I suppose I can leave. Do you… want me to?"
You suppressed a smile. "I don't really care," you lied.
"You…?" He turned around at that, hands on the bed as he swiveled his torso to meet your eyes. "You can't be serious. I- I made the effort to make sure Jess could cover me so we could come here, I… it's a huge waste of time. You see that, don't you?"
"I guess so." It was hard for you to break eye contact with him, but you managed to do it, and stared pointedly out the window.
"You 'guess,' I can't-" he rubbed his face with his hands. "You're so frustrating, I can't read you, you-"
Your face broke, betraying you, a smirk cracking your façade.
He narrowed his eyes, fully turning around now, bringing his knees up onto the bed to crawl to you. His claws came out, and they pulled at the threads of your comforter, threatening to tear holes. "Is this what you want? You want to make me mad?"
You blushed as he made his way to you, his sudden intensity stirring you into silence.
"Well?" He asked. "Suddenly so quiet." He reached you now, looming over you with both hands on the headboard on either side of you, his muscular thighs straddling your legs. His huge frame took up your whole vision, his presence overwhelming your heightened senses. Heat was radiating from his body. His scent washed over you. He was all clean musk and warmth and something deeper, something primal. It played to your baser mind, telling you to lose control and give in.
You swallowed. "You have no need to stay here." You weren't done teasing him just yet.
"But you have need, hm?" He looked down to study your form, releasing his hands from the headboard to touch the hem of your shirt. "Don't you?"
You held your breath, nodding.
"Say it." His tone was casual. Flippant.
Your breath left you as your lips parted to speak, the words far from you as your brain grew foggy. He always liked to hear you admit how much you wanted it, how much you wanted him. And he always asked you when he knew you'd struggle to form a response.
"Yes." It was the only thing your brain made abundantly clear. Yes. Yes, you have needs. Yes, in this moment, he was one of them.
"Yes what?"
How cruel. Under his gaze for this long, intense and bloodshot, you grew more flustered and delirious.
"Yes, Miguel, I have need of you." You impressed yourself with the eloquence of your reply.
"Oh? Oh, do you?" His hands finally moved again, snaking under the bottom of your shirt, the fabric of his suit keeping your skin from touching his. "That's kind of selfish of you, isn't it?"
You nodded, biting your bottom lip and closing your eyes as his hands moved to firmly hold the sides of your waist, thumbs stroking soft skin. He was being careful to not scratch you. Though his claws were retractable, you noticed throughout your encounters that he had a hard time keeping them hidden when his passions were running high. But part of you didn't care if he marked you up. Part of you wanted to keep something from him. Something more than awkward passing glances and intimate encounters that were few and far between.
"M-Miguel?"
"Mm? What is it?"
"You don't need to be gentle, y’know."
His gaze flicked to meet yours as he raised an eyebrow. He seemed amused.
"It's just that," for some reason, you felt the need to elaborate. "I'm strong, too. I can handle it. You've been so stressed."
"So… you want me to use you?" His voice was low and level.
Use. The word sent a shock up your spine. He could see the emotions flashing across your face, the thoughts of him, of what he might do to you. Was this safe? Could he control himself? He'd have to. You'd just have to trust him.
You released a breath you hadn't noticed you were holding, meeting him in his bloodshot eyes. "Yes. Please."
He grinned, bearing his pearly fangs in the flickering candlelight. The fog in your head grew thicker at the sight of them. Would he bite you with them? How would they feel against your skin? How would they feel piercing you? Would it hurt? Would it-
The feeling of his bare forefinger, claw retracted, gently teasing your slit quickly shut you up. When did he move his hand under the hem of your shorts? You were so deep within your own clouded thoughts, you hadn't even noticed. He caressed you there before carefully plunging his finger into your heat. The feeling was immediately maddening. You bit your lip to keep yourself from asking for more, for another finger, for his mouth, for his- no. You were following his pace. This was what you wanted, yes, but it was mostly for him. You somehow knew that he needed this more than you did, though he'd never admit it.
The whole time, he kept his reddened eyes on your face, studying every reaction. "You're wet, you're so wet…." His voice was quiet. "So, this is what does it for you, huh?" He pumped his finger at a steady pace. You could hear the wet sounds he elicited with his efforts. You braced yourself on his hulking shoulders, preparing for him to quicken at any moment. But he was agonizingly slow. His free hand gripped the headboard above you as he leaned down to whisper into your ear. "Me, your leader, using you." There was that word again. You lightly arched your back into him upon hearing it, trying to keep yourself calm for now. Falling apart could come later. "I try so hard to hold it all together. But you… you threaten me. The looks you give me, your smiles, your smell, estoy cachondo, fuck." Your eyes widened. He only spoke Spanish when his emotions were heightened. He was unraveling.
Good.
He slipped his digit out from inside of you and circled your clit with a slick fingertip. The feeling was intense and electric, and even though you were still half-pinned by his muscular thighs, your upper body curled into him. "Seeing you like this…" he swallowed, his heartbeat quickening. "Rendering you helpless… It's revenge for how you make me feel when you look at me the way you do. If I can make you feel half of that… that might be enough. You're going to come for me. Feel what I feel."
You nodded fervently, unable to speak under his attention, his words, his touch. That delicious, warm feeling was building up and coiling in your core as he kept expertly circling your clit, until the coil finally snapped and you came, lifting up off of the bed and throwing your arms around his neck as you whimpered. Miguel continued as you rode it out, reveling in the newfound wetness that came with your orgasm, until you finally settled down, your heart still thumping in your chest. You released your hold of him, your arms weak, your gaze heavy. He seemed to match your labored breathing, his chest rising and falling in time with yours. You had hardly even touched him and he seemed as much of a mess as you were.
He stared at you like that for a brief moment, seemingly awestruck at your reaction to this newly opened door.
"God, I need… I need your mouth around my cock." He flipped unceremoniously off of you to lay on his back at your side. "Come here." Before you had time to react, he had a hand on your head, guiding you downward. Despite the forceful movement, he fondly scratched at your scalp with bare fingers, his hand shaking just enough for you to notice. You positioned yourself so your head rested on his hard abdominals while you admired the display he brought you down to see. His hard cock pushed against his nearly metallic suit. The sheen of the fabric left almost nothing to the imagination. You could see his thick shaft, prominent veins like rivers flowing over a landscape, all leading up to the bulbous head. He twitched eagerly as he sighed, trying to calm his heart.
You reached your hand up to touch Miguel through his suit, and his reaction was bodily. He hissed a breath in through clenched teeth. You played with his hard length, running the flat of your palm up and down the underside of his shaft, until he couldn't take it anymore. He seemed to be able to dismiss parts of his suit at will, and he did just that, creating an opening so he could spring free. It was always an impressive sight, sizable and thick. His golden skin slightly red with anticipation at the head of his cock, soft dark waves of short hair at the base. Reaching up, you gently held it. You couldn't quite wrap your whole hand around it. He exhaled at your touch, skin on skin. The hand he had in your hair gently pushed your head until your waiting lips met the tip of his cock, and you accepted it, closing your mouth around it.
Miguel threw his head back, slamming it against the headboard and shaking the two of you on the bed. The sound startled you, but you knew the headboard would've taken more damage than Miguel. He gave no indication that he was hurt, and so you kept going, sucking on the tip of his cock and being as noisy as possible so it would overwhelm that heightened hearing of his. And overwhelm it did. The soft, wet heat of your mouth was nearly too much for him. And as you started to take him deeper, he reached his arms up and behind him, taking the headboard into a vice grip. You could hear the wood splintering.
That should've worried you, you should've cared about your furniture being destroyed. But you didn't. You couldn't, not with Miguel O'Hara melting underneath you. He could destroy a thousand bed frames. So long as you could touch him, could hear him moaning, could watch him as he barely held his composure. This would always be worth it.
You took him further into your mouth, humming around his length at the pleasant, full feeling. You were slow, holding him there, savoring the taste of him and the weight of him on your tongue.
"M-move-" he croaked.
You turned your gaze towards his face, raising an eyebrow. He was straining. Muscles bulging, chest heaving, fangs displayed in clenched teeth. You could see the prominent cracks in the wood.
"Move your shocking head, amor."
His hands came down to tangle with your hair, grabbing handfuls so he could move your head for you. You happily let him, and he bobbed you up and down on his shaft as you opened your throat to him.
"Oh, fuck, yes… that's it. Good girl. You're- you're taking me so fucking well."
Your eyes started rolling into the back of your head fondly. Good girl. He'd never called you that before. You'd be good for him. You'd be so good.
The sounds coming from you were the very definition of lewd, as were the strands of thick saliva that connected you to him. You closed your eyes, continuing to breathe through your nose, when you felt something prick your scalp. His claws. In and out, in and out. He was struggling to keep control of them.
"Ay, coño, I can't fucking do this." His voice barely a whisper. "You're gonna," he paused, swallowing. "You're gonna make me lose control, you know that?" Despite his words, he kept going, kept moving your head, even started to thrust his hips up to fuck your throat more thoroughly. His moans turned into what could only be described as growls, and the sound of them hit you like an electric shock, making you want him even more. If that were even possible.
His claws kept scraping you, threatening to fully unsheath. But Miguel never let them. He finally let your head go, bringing his hands up to his face and rubbing it in exhaustion. You stayed on his cock for a moment longer, carefully lifting your head away and disconnecting from him with a wet pop.
He groaned to himself through his hands.
"Miguel…? You alright?"
"No." He finally said, "no, I'm fucking not."
You cocked your head in surprise at the response, opening your mouth to question him further until you were cut off by him quickly grabbing you and positioning you underneath him. He was pinning your legs again, but you were faced down this time, your cheeks pressed against the soft sheets as he pushed you into the mattress. He finally let his claws out, and with one swift movement, tore your shorts and panties into ribbons. In that moment, you were glad he couldn't see your face. You were grinning like an idiot. Finally. You're finally seeing the side of him that you always knew was there. That you desperately wanted him to let out. Your previous encounters had been tame compared to this. He'd been holding back.
"Because now," he grabbed your waist with both of his large hands, holding firm. "Now I know that you like being treated like a little fucktoy. I know that you'll be good for me and that you'll listen. What a rarity." He started to line up the tip of his cock with your entrance. "And if I thought you took up too much space in my head already, well-" he chuckled, pushing his tip into your pussy. "I'll never have peace of mind again."
He thrusted into you, and you were immediately seeing stars. With each pump, he took himself nearly all the way out of your warmth before plunging all the way back in. You could feel every delicious, hot inch of him. So deep and so filling. He fucked you into the mattress so thoroughly and so hard that you were convinced a crater was forming underneath the both of you. You felt the sharp points of his claws pricking your skin but not quite puncturing you. Your head swam as you grew dizzy.
He released your waist, left hand steadying himself on the low headboard, which was bound to break again. His right arm snuck up underneath your right arm, reaching around your collarbone to grab at your left shoulder, pulling you up so you were close into him. His chest was flush with your back. You reached up to hold onto that arm for dear life, as he brought his mouth down to your ear.
"Wanna bite you so bad, amor," he growled. "You smell so shocking good. Drivin' me up a fucking wall."
"Do it," you said, your voice strained.
"Wh-what?" His pace wavered. "You can't mean that."
"I- fuck- I do. Bite me, Miguel. Please."
"Are you," he exhaled a shaky breath. "Are you sure? It's a paralytic venom. I've- I've used it on Spiders before and we can withstand it a bit, but, shit… I need you to know what you're getting into."
"Do it," you said again.
His entire body shook against you. "Unbelievable…." His voice sounded reverent. "Hold on tight."
You listened, gripping his arm harder, shutting your eyes. His mouth came down to meet the crook of your neck. He inhaled, letting your scent wash over him, before carefully sinking his fangs into your skin. The pain was sharp and fast, and was quickly replaced with a wave of warmth and laxity. Your muscles loosened, allowing him to easily pull you in even closer. He moaned against you, his thrusts quickening, his cock feeling like it was hitting your cervix. With every smack of his skin against yours, he buried himself to the hilt. That incredible, intense feeling was building within you again, deep inside your core.
"Fuck," he hissed into your skin, releasing his jaws and lapping at the light trickle of crimson blood. "Good girl, good girl, I've got you."
He held you and didn't let go, caging you against his huge form, fucking you until that feeling turned into a huge sunburst that sent spots across your vision. Your body trembled involuntarily as you clenched around his cock.
"Yes," he encouraged, "yes, come for me. Give it all to me. I've got you, bebé."
You smiled against the venom, and he was right, it wasn't too potent in your system. It was just enough to comfortably loosen your muscles. You came down from your high as he kept pumping into you, his pace merciless. His body started to shake again, his right hand's grip on your left shoulder tightening.
“Too much for me to handle,” he rasped. “I’m gonna come… gonna come inside you.”
“Yes,” you croaked, finding your voice and gaining back enough control of your muscles to push yourself up into him.
His tempo stuttered as he slammed his hips into you, curling against you as he came. His cock twitched inside of you, spilling hot seed in thick spurts. He held you there for a long while, savoring the feeling of being inside you, like he knew he'd miss the warmth once it was gone. Despite what he wanted, he let go of you and flipped onto his back beside you, placing a hand over his heart as his chest heaved. He closed his eyes, trying to compose himself. Silently reaching for you, he pulled you in so you could rest against his chest, your head rising and falling with each heavy breath he took. He stroked your hair as you stared up at him, his face glowing in the yellow shine of candlelight.
"That…" he started to say, then stopped, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I…. I needed that."
You smiled, nuzzling into him. "Thank you."
"You're thanking me?" He asked, laughing at how ridiculous it sounded.
"Yeah," you said. "I feel like I finally saw Miguel tonight. Not Spider-Man. But Miguel. And I really like him."
He rolled his eyes but still smiled, petting your head until you fell asleep on him.
#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara smut#my writing#smut#mdom#i've crawled out of my hole for a new fic hi hello#i'm obsessed with him#this wasn't really beta read so my b if there are typos#trying out the new fic format that i see all over the place#someone on ao3 was kind enough to suggest some different words inn spanish so i've edited to include those#i'm not a native speaker so i'm open to suggestions#love you guys#also the ao3 link broke but it should work now lmaooo can you tell i published this at midnight#hold onto your shorts because i edited the spanish again lmao
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snow leopard! satoru taking care of reader when they're sick !!!!
🥺🥺🥺🥺OH NONNIEEE HE'D BE SOO SO WORRIEDDD!!!!!!!! he knows you're gonna be sick before you do btw!!!! he picks up that your body temperature has risen and he can feel you shivering and he can hear you sniffling during the night and he gets so upset wahh:(((( poor baby:(((((( he gently wakes you up and brings you some water and meds and then he helps you change your shirt if needed. aaand then he pulls you into his chest, purring quietly as he tries to lull you back to sleep. he's gently patting your head and stroking your back, and his tail is just trailing over your legs too - he's pulling out all the stops to help you get some rest!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and ofc when you wake up again he's already there, sitting at the end of the bed with his head cocked to the side. he's got you some tea and some meds and he will personally hold the cup to your lips bc he doesn't want you to move a muscle. you're his baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
if there's any need for a bath, he'll do that too. i think i said it somewhere before that he doesn't actually have anything against water so it's all fine with him; he washes your hair for you and scrubs your body while nuzzling his nose into the side of your face. snow leopard!gojo is so big on physical touch like more so even than non-hybrid him so he has to be glued to you at all times. he doesn't care if you try to push him away bc idk what if he manages to catch the flu too, he'll still be there.
iiif it's like a period cramps kind of sick or just any sort of stomach thing i suppose his favourite thing to do is to knead your tummy!!!!!! he knows exactly how much pressure to apply and his hands are always so so warm too it feels so fucking good and it helps so much too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he often just lays his head on your belly too (that's more just bc he wants to though i think..)
#MY BABYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#OH HOW I'VE MISSED TALKING ABOUT HIM WAHHHHHH#HE LOVES YOU SM THOUGH OMFG#HE NEVER LEAVES UR SIDE HE'S GONNA BE THERE EVEN WHEN YOU JUST GO TO TAKE A PISS#CUTIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE#the purring to lull you to sleep actually kinda broke me damn why did i do that to myself.............#lmao#ANYWAY NONNIE MY ANGEL I AM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT#I AM HERE NOWWWWW#HE LOVES YOU AND I LOVE YOU MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!!!!#friends!!#snow leopard!gojo#mickey is daydreaming#cw hybrids#gojo fluff
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Why don't you find something to do while I finish my breakfast?
Some of these gifs I made in different sizes. You can find them on the Markus page of my Gif Archive.
#dbh#detroit become human#dbh gifs#dbh mods#gif#dbh markus#markus rk200#dbh carl#carl manfred#markus manfred#i fucking LOVE CARL this is a carl love zone#taking care of old people used to be my job so like#i went into dbh blind and fully thought i would be life-simming taking care of this old man and i was so fucking ready for it lmao#i remember when carl's house at night happened and someone “broke in” and i was just like#i swear if anything happens to carl i'm killing everyone in this room and then myself#and then you know what i did#fucking got him killed smh mh#anyway i really love carl and his house and the lighting here#and markus of course he is so cute and like. bubbly#caretaker programming for sure#love that for him#gifsgalore#markusgifs
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Then what about you?
The Story of Pearl Girl 珠帘玉幕 (2024) • Episode 39
#the story of pearl girl#珠帘玉幕#cdramaedit#cdramasource#asiandramanet#liu yuning#perioddramaedit#periodramasource#yu yonghai#cdrama#dramasource#dailyasiandramas#spoilers#asiandramasource#asiandramaedit#mer gifs#this scene broke me#zijing you *cries*#Y'ALL KANGJUUUU#KANGJU TRIED SO HARD#my heart breaks with kangju's#he fought for him and his happiness sm#we love him in this house#and what happened to him???? I'M STILL MAD#i have to imagine it myself lmao
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the guys at micro center saw phil lester
#posting this now that i got a new laptop and the horrors are over#lmao you can see in the pic the screen is completely black except for a sliver at the top. basically the whole screen broke#phil is only my bg on my drawing tablet (somehow? i changed it as a joke and it never changed back but i love him)#so when an external monitor was connected to my laptop.. phil time!#lol ik they were so confused#dan and phil#dnp#phil lester
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The idea of the boys still being the same under the curse but just misconstruing everything is so painful. You mentioned before that part of Leo was horrified at hitting him, how Raph cried when killing him. I’m just like, imagining how angry they always got whenever he cried or went nonverbal. Leo often describe the feeling of the curse as feeling like a kind of “getting even” situation. Imagining the agony of seeing his baby twin cry and beg, feeling that horrible twist in his gut, and thinking “This is what I’m getting even for. How dare you make me feel this way.” Leo knowing those feelings are caused by Donnie and the way that he’s acting, but that’s where his perception ends. Donnie is doing this to him. And under the curse, he forgot the only reason he felt so pained with every little sob is that he loved him. And eventually all Donnie does is cry, and all Leo wants to do is make him pay for that.
ive been thinking of this moment a lot already heehee
:') the fact that this is the first time leo hit him and this is the first thing he thinks. the way that he quickly recontextualizes the HORROR he felt hitting him as anger because this didn't magically get rid of his empathy. i dont think leo is a super high empathy person but he cares so much about donnie that the sight of him in pain or distress still feels like a skewer through his heart. its not unlike the moment where raph stops himself from hurting him after breaking shelldon tbh
it makes "its like i cant even recognize you anymore" even more of a gut punch because its kind of meant to communicate that like,,, there is a moment where leo's actual care for him shines through and he thinks that he wouldn't have actually hurt the donnie he thought he lost. up to this point he's been rationalizing things by telling himself that donnie's always being shitty and he just put up with him, but this is a moment where the "truth" he's been avoiding really surfaces. but donnie is different now, he's a complete shell of himself, so it creates a feedback loop where leo can continue to convince himself that he's still deserving of retribution.
calling it a "victim complex",, treating it like he's guilt tripping to get himself out of trouble. saying he's spinning stories, using his fearful shouting to act like he's hysterical. its all just the ways they rationalize it to themselves because they still do hurt to see him upset. its funny that their logic requires him to be both uncontrollable and intentional, but such is the nature of irrational hatred.
i also think about leo's shitty aborted "apology" through text after he screams at him, acknowledging that it's a boundary he's crossed and saying he's not feeling like himself ,,,, leo was so casual about it and donnie was too upset to notice but. he knew for a moment there. man :')
#ask#canary continuity#cw abuse#usually when leo's genuinely kind and caring towards his family its mostly played up for a joke in the show (his protectiveness of raph-#-comes to mind lmao) but i do actually think one of his most earnest moments is when donnie fucked up his ankle in lair games#leo loves him so much it hurts. even if he's the nastiest in cc you can really tell when he IS painfully himself#cant even be mad at him for how he reacted after the curse broke because . fuck mannnn#leo reacted to the curse breaking by wanting to kill everyone so he wouldnt kill himself#and raph wanted to kill himself so he wouldnt kill everyone ijbol#its ok they both got better (not really but they'll work on it)
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No no no! I was Doing a comparison I really like fantasy creatures so I was using one to compare You See Pv is a Biblically semi accurate angle TR is a Raven Greek Siren Commonly mistaken for a Harpy! Chicky is well. A phoenix Sage is ... A nerd.... I I can't figure out any Accurate Creature for him...so he's just a Nerd. Like. A D&D player. And your an Elf! Elves are Very long living near immortal Creatures with Large amounts of Magic and Good looking Delicate Features! This is not flirting Please Don't come after me Pv I can Feel your emotions as I Write this. *shudders* candy Apple is a Tabaxi Tiger! And Black sapphire is .... Well he reminds me the most of a Incubus. Minus the. Ahem. Reproductive Actions. He Has a Delicate Form And an enchanting voice and Appearance. And you've seen his Fans behavior.... Anyways! Yeah! That's why I Said not vampire Elf! Just a Comparison. I know your a cookie. I was just comparing you Appearance, Ability and Structure wise!
s: i do not know how to respond to that...
#cookie run roleplay#crk roleplay#rp blog#cookie run rp#crk rp#cookie run kingdom au#crk au#cookie run au#shadow milk cookie#shadow milk crk#Ooc: anon you broke him lmao
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should this be how i introduce my @infamous-if mc no am i gonna do it anyway yeah. so hyped for the update!! can't wait to be tortured by my own voluntary choices!!!
Innes Von Yang— ‘Ivy’ or ‘IV’
she/they (nonbinary)
Vampire aesthetic. She also has a lollipop gimmick, as in, she'll go out on stage with one. She's starting bringing unopened ones onto stage to throw into the crowd since it became a thing, but it actually started because she ran onto stage one time with one and some fans thought it looked cool so she kept doing it.
Appearance wise, she has choppy dyed hair with white red and black in the mix. East asian girl with beige skin, but she does full face makeup on stage based around goth and vkei. Might do an outfit collage another time…
Goes by Ivy because it’s her initials (her parents thought von was a middle name and didn’t realize it’s meant to be part of the last name)
Her stage name though is IV, as in the hospital equipment, but cause it’s also the roman numerals for four, her lucky number. She started using it to match with Seven, and he has this as his tattoo because it’s always been ‘her number’ even before it was her stage name. She still has her tattoo as well, and doesn't bother to conceal it.
"Sev!" and "Ive!"
Similarly to how Seven doesn't like Duckstein, Ivy hates her first name and any variations of it, treating Ivy as her name. "Don't call me Nezzie!!" (unless it was high school and you were Seven getting back at them for calling you 'Ducky')
Needs glasses but wears contacts! They worked hard on that eye makeup goddammit!! They just wore glasses back in high school though.
Has a Soundcloud they’ve been using since middle school. They started posting solo songs there which are usually indie pop or some other experimental sound different from the band.
She used to play the violin, but stopped when she got older and focused more on being a vocalist and dance. Ironically? Not that good with plants.
Girl the first meeting between them and August was so funny. “August, meet IV, the one I was telling you about." “You can just call me Ivy. It's nice to meet you." “Isn’t that the same thing…?” “Nah. Ivy— I-V-Y is based off my initials. IV— I and V, is the Roman numeral four.” “…For?” “Yeah, four!” “No for what?” “What do you mean, four what? Four just…means four.”
Deadly arachnophobia. She screamed her fucking lungs out on the bus when they thought they saw one and climbed onto Rowan while shrieking at him to kill it (it was some thread).
They became way more bitter and cynical over time, but out of spite (towards their parents, the world, Seven—) remain stubbornly ambitious and laugh in the face of whatever tries to take her down. It’s just easier and less embarrassing to be volatile than wistful or a doormat. It's for the sake of pride, really.
Closeted Soft Violence fan. You will have to threaten to kill her (or catch her deeply off guard) before she even thinks of admitting this.
She projects anger and spite in front of Seven because she can't help herself. When it comes to being vulnerable, she would always stamp it down or try to cover it up. Inwardly, she’s just really sad and wanting for what’s not really there anymore and never will be. You’re in his dms I’m disgusted by the enormity of my desire!!! We are NOT the same!!!
This is similar to how she acts around her parents. She still really wants to have a relationship with them but feels she's the one who has consistently had to try to have that, which makes her bitter and embarrassed as an adult. They make her feel like a meek little kid again and this time she doesn't even have Seven to fall back on when that happens-- which makes the feeling worse. AUGHH!!!
She’s really only chasing fame because that has to be what makes all of this hurt and effort worth it. Otherwise, genuinely, what was it all for? To share their music? Don't fuck with them like that. It stopped being about 'their' music when Seven left. They're a damn good band, Ivy loves her friends, and she has fun-- but it's just not the same goal without him around anymore.
Used to hate confrontation, but now dives into drama for the hell of it (even if she won’t start it herself necessarily). Generally hates being underestimated or pitied, and doesn’t like getting help because they’re not a ‘charity case.’ Has become kind of trashy and plays comic relief with Rowan alot. Speaking of him...
Her ship name with Rowan was originally ‘IRow’ (Ivy’s a shameless atla fan) but was quickly overtaken by ‘Bloody Hart.’ They’re not into each other but they did kiss while drunk once (which for them kinda solidified the fact they aren't into each other). Fans also coined ‘Snivy’ for her and Seven, though the two never dated.
Is rooting for Piercehart. She has the edits that have started rolling in saved on her camera roll already. They've also been victims of the shipping culture though #AutumnIvy (a typo that just...stuck? August isn't even a fall month!)
Started believing in the idea of fate after Seven left the band. If it brought them together once it can do it again (she refuses to think about it or accept this being the real reason why yet and just chalks it up as her committing to the bit.)
Worst Demeanor: Tweeted ‘Taylor Swift is mid’ then put their phone on dnd for the next two days. She still has it pinned to her profile.
Pinch Me— cause I must be dreaming!
Genre: Alternative Rock, dipping occasionally into Pop Rock
Fandom: Idealists
First album: Burn the Candle
Hit song: At Both Ends
GC: pretenders
xoxo to anyone who got this far have these two drabbles. first one was inspired by the very normal line of thought ‘man what if mc died before they could make up with seven’ (+haha they swapped how they feel about fate) and the second from the fact that sev canonically thought abt mc during their dates like DUDE !!!




#ik that sev won't act as codependent in their actual romance + he and ivy never dated b4 the band broke up#but i literally could not sotp laughing abt the tweets like they were so funny to me#ivy's set ro is seven! o obviously i fear im not a hipster i love the same things everyone loves#however ! i got so attached to her that i can't make another mc for the other routes atp so she kinda gets tossed around#infamous ros nightmare blunt rotation !!#but no fr girl what are you doing homewrecking valenreign#you have more important cheating allegations to worry abt rn!!!#infamous if#seven lawless#ivy yang#interactive fiction#my mcs#intro post#?#as someone w bpd mannnn#seven is so real i fear#like i get her so bad#sorry i like seven a lot so i hit him w the he/she ification beam#i am not an avina hater they are unfortunately also incredibly real and im deeply fascinated by them#GET UNDER THAT MICROSCOPE !!!#LMAO OKAY OKAY NO MORE TAGS WAITING RESTLESSLY FOR CH3 I KNOW ILL DIE
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