#absolute answers.

[meltedbluecaterpillar]

Now Blue, what were you saying about 'Trey Clover sleepy morning se-'? Go ahead and continue.🍽️ Please and thank you I would love to hear about morning sex with Trey

Hello Alice. This is the part where I feign ignorance. But I cannot. Because I am actually very nasty about him and have been for a long time. I remember when the fandom pushed him aside because he was 'normal' and at one point I did too. And then... I developed sentience and I noticed something...

He satisfies a specific fetish for me. So he is naturally more attractive. Trey has a doting personality and I really like that in a man. Don't treat me so roughly, tell me to do my best and feed me something sweet. Something about that white man really just gets me going. Sorry Leona... I am allowed to homie hop...

I think that after seeing how Trey wakes up in a bad mood or he's irritable... He might not be a big morning sex or quickie person. That won't stop you from trying to crawl on top of him. He might grumble and groan about it being too early in the morning... "Enough..." Or something like that... But he's already hard... He just doesn't have the energy to play that's all. But he actually doesn't mind if you do what you want.

Me personally... I'll offer a slippery handjob... I love seeing how grouchy he looks without glasses. It isn't scornful... You're just too blurry. He can't see and now your hand is massaging his cock first thing in the morning. All he can do is feel... Eventually he gets frustrated with you stroking and teasing the tip with swipes of your thumb. So go ahead and climb on top. Since you have so much bravado, all this spirit... So early in the morning... Go ahead and put that body to work.

Bouncing slowly in his lap with the canopy parted just barely. His hands are so strong so he just holds your hips and helps you with little ruts of his hips. Eventually he'll just hold you in place and set his own pace. Depending on the mood. He wants to be deeper and deeper... Fuller and fuller... It's wonderful... Starting the day with an orgasm that leaves you exhausted... Your knees are sore from bouncing, and now you're laying on top of him while he thrusts up into you. Guiding your hips with his strong hands. His breath tickling your skin and even a few messy kisses are fine.

He's supposed to be baking tarts for todays UnBirthday Party... But this creampie should come first.

[potato-lord-but-not]

pspspspspsp more human yellow- he’s so angry all the time

[jeanmoreausautismstickers]

this actually the funniest (and truest) tweet ever

[askfordoodles]

"Young man, you cut that tsundere bullshit, I know what you're doing, I wasn't born yesterday." - Secret Brat Tamer Volkarin

[canisalbus]

in the machete growing up compilation I noticed the little snail appears in two drawings, does it have any meaning or significance?

I love the compilation btw, its so cool to be able to see!

Nothing too grandiose, I just find snails cute.

Machete is so easily grossed out by so many things and a lot of people think snails are nasty and slimy. I thought it would be a fun inversion of expectations if he happened to secretly like them.

I surmise he has a fondness for snails for the same reasons he doesn't feel comfortable around horses. Snails are tiny, extremely predictable, silent and nonthreatening.

[wyervan]

👁️ 👁️ hey. I love your creepy moon

hey. i think he likes you too.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Finally got pushed into the Severance pit.

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Fall Season 🍁🍂🌻 !!! I’d love to see your take on a Merlin role reversal! 🥰

Hunith had never wanted to be queen, but once she gave birth to Balinor's son, there wasn't much choice in it.

Balinor sits as king, the lord of the dragon lords, and Merlin will one day inherit his title. She was just a village girl and the dirty traveling soldier had a nice smile and kind eyes so she'd lain with him.

If she'd known that he was king, she would not have presumed.

~

Merlin is strolling down the street, arguing with Will, when he trips over his own feet, knocks into a fruit stands, sends all the apples sprawling across the ground, and takes another step directly onto one of those apples only to end face first into a stone wall. "Ow."

The stone wall moves, which isn't unheard of in their kingdom, but then it talks, which is new. "Oh the Goddess above."

Hands settle on his shoulders, pushing him back and he looks up dazed to see that the stone wall is actually a blonde man with the brightest blue eyes he's ever seen. He's got broad shoulders and a chest firm enough that Merlin thinks his nose might be broke and Goddess above is right.

He's looking over Merlin's shoulder. "Are you going to clean this up?"

He turns, seeing the irate stall owner and the apples that are fucking everywhere as well as Will laughing his ass off and being no help whatsoever. "Oh, no! I'm sorry, let me just-"

Merlin holds out his hands, trying to remember the correct education, but the stall owner goes pale and starts waving his hands. "No, no, it's okay, please don't-"

The man smacks his hand down and grabs the back of his neck, giving him a rough shake as if he were a misbehaving kitten. "You a precision caster? Otherwise, knock it off. You're more likely to explode them then gather them that way."

He's sort of the exact opposite of a precision caster. He lets the spell go and sees the way the stall owner sighs in relief. "Oh. Right."

~

The man's name is Arthur, he's one of the peasants that have been recruited into being a solider in the war against Camelot, and he's here at the palace to receive the standard training along with the rest of the would be soldiers.

His father won't let him on the battlefield, even though that's where his magic is best, and he can't help but feel vaguely guilty that Arthur's been pulled from his family to fight in a war that Merlin thinks would end a hell of a lot faster if his father wasn't so protective.

It's that guilt that has Merlin forgoing his place at the high table with his mother to wander down to the lower tables at dinner that night to try and thank Arthur for helping him clean up all the apples, something he hadn't been able to do before Will was dragging him away.

He's not expecting it when one of the soldiers leaps to their feet and pulls out a dagger on him, one that has to be cursed against enchantments because none of the spells to pull it form his hands that several people at the high table cast do any good at all.

Merlin's just feeling the bite of it into his throat, frantically trying to think of a spell to get him out of this, when a carving knife goes whizzing past his face and embeds itself into his assailant's skull.

Merlin jumps away, shaking, to see Arthur standing there and cool and unbothered, hand outstretched as if he's about to cast a spell. But he's not, it's like that because he'd grabbed the knife from the venison on the table and killed that man before he could kill Merlin.

"You just make friends wherever you go, don't you?" Arthur asks.

Then everyone's moving forward, pulling him away, and Arthur along with him. His expression turns murderous, like he's wishing he had another knife as he's manhandled across the room.

His mother pat his face and clucks at his neck and then thanks Arthur for saving her son.

Arthur had bowed at Hunith but then frozen. He's looking at Merlin with dismay, which isn't exactly new for him but he's not sure why he's getting that look from Arthur now of all times. "You're Prince Merlin? You?"

"Uh," he says, then shrugs helplessly. "Yes?"

He really doesn't think Arthur's opinion of him is improved when Hunith assigns him to be Merlin's personal servant. It should be a reprieve, getting to work in the palace rather than the battlefield, but the tight look on Arthur's face doesn't ease.

[stealingpotatoes]

Hello you had a dc era? I need more of your Batfamily they’re so delicious! Also happy birthday

i'm always in my dc era deep down, but my absolute Peak batfam/dc phase was when batgirl of burnside and grayson were running so in honour of tweenage me, Them:

(commission info // tip jar!)

[meltedbluecaterpillar]

Oh dearest Melty do you have any thots to spare for your Alice’s??? Rook or Trey mayhaps????????????

Hello Alice.

Asking for something Rook related… I really should write about him more. Bizarre and baby girl… Since you whispered under your breath what you wanted, I will offer you what I have on the brain. But speak up next time. Don’t be shy. I’m happy to hear what you have to say.

Trey Clover;

A lot of my Trey feelings come from my closeted desire to be held and coddled. Trey is very doting and he actually has an issue with ‘over indulging’ on those he cares about. Partner wise I think he is very happy to serve and please than to be served and pleased. Which works out nicely for most of you doesn’t it?~?

Trey would do just about anything you asked of him. He wants to hand feed you, he would brush your teeth for you, he might even dress you? … It comes off as a butler trope than a lover. But this is how he expresses his care. Which if it’s left unchecked, can be a bad thing. In bed of course, I don’t think it’s much of an issue. Sucking at your flesh, rubbing you all over, slowly pumping his fingers in and out… Doesn’t that sound nice? All for the price of letting him brush your hair and giving in to his desires to treat you…

Ah… It seems like this thought has taken the form of; Dollification fetish.

Rook Hunt;

Rook really isn’t… Crazy and scary like people think. He is a little nuts… Stalking people and taking their photo without their knowledge/consent is against the law (at least in the US there are laws) but I don’t think he would be violent against you. I think even if he was to admire you from afar and leave you love letters around your dorm… It won’t be as bad.

Yes he is breaking in. Cleaning and dusting, making you breakfast, taking care of your laundry, making sure you’re fast asleep before leaving a love letter on the table for you saying how much he cares for you. He’s like a secret admirer. Just… Much closer than you think. If you ask him about the letters, he would just shake his head and glance it over. If you ask Vil, he’ll look it over but he can’t get Rook to crack and admit the truth. This strange relationship you have with Rook is beyond you. Even though you have no idea it’s him. You see him in class and in the halls. Catching him smiling and looking longingly out the window.

It’s kinda nice… Isn’t it?; The Doting Stalker…

[radiance1]

The Ghost Prince does not, under any circumstances, answer a summoning after it was made aware he existed. None know why he doesn't, some are bitter and hateful of it while others are thankful that it's one less bloodthirsty manic to deal with.

The Ghost King meanwhile hasn't been seen in multiple eons, so the magical community who wanted to use his power just, stopped, trying to summon him for a long time.

Most magic users knew that the Ghost Prince never answered a summons, and that the Ghost King just dropped off the radar.

So could you really blame Constantine for not taking it that seriously when some wannabe hotshot cultists try to summon both of them in the middle of a city to wreak havoc?

He'll give them some credit though. Points for doing it in broad daylight and actually being somewhat of a threat with not relying on just summoning the Ghost royalty and figuring out what to do from there.

The area they were in was somewhat destroyed, then the cultists manage to complete the summoning circle to summon both of them and Constantine, well he just light up a smoke.

It isn't going to work anyways so what does it matter?

...

Is that a fucking Ice cream truck he hears? Who the fuck is driving an Ice cream truck while their city is being under attacked with cultists trying to summon eldritch ghost royalty?

He'll give them some points for dedication, though.

Then he looked at the cultists and nearly had a goddamn heart attack to see that the summoning circle is actually fucking lighting up and working.

The Bat is so gonna give him a headache over this.

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Danny Phantom, crown prince of the Infinite Realms. Does not answer summons.

For one, it is annoying as shit, whenever someone interrupts his day just to ask for infinite power (that he can't give), world domination (that he won't do) or infinite riches (which he also can't do).

It just got annoying being summoned all the time so. One day he just, well, no. And hey, it worked out well enough for him to not continue doing it.

Then he also learned that Pariah Dark is basically the same, after he got out the coffin and stopped trying to take over the world for whatever reason. He was actually a pretty swell guy!

He was just with him too, with him being not so swell at the time for making him go through lessons about Ghost etiquette, rules, stuff that's expected of him as the crown prince.

And don't even get him started on the engagement and marriage proposals.

Overall, he just wanted to find an excuse to leave. Then he felt the familiar suggestive pull of a summoning and, instead of rejection as he usually does in a second. He thought for a bit if he wanted to go with that or crown prince duties.

It was tempting, but dealing with cultists seemed worse than this so he was about to reject.

At least, before he heard an Ice cream truck playing in the background. He doesn't even know how the hell that popped up through the pull but by the gods has it been a while since he's had Ice cream.

So he answers and is gone with a pop.

Pariah Dark just stares for a good second or two, before breathing out and deciding to also answer. Fright Knight is just there, off to side, questioning what he should do now.

Danny wastes no time with the cultists on the other side and in fact, he pushes them out of the way and goes diving for that Ice cream truck he hears. Only to realize he doesn't, have any money on him.

Fuck.

Pariah Dark is less inclined to follow the rules imposed by humans like money, but he does know it can be important. Once in a while. Not that often, but it has its times.

So when he sees his adopted son being sad over being unable to pay for some kind of human delicacy, he digs around in his hair (yes, his hair.) and pulls out some money and puts it on the counter as payment.

The man inside the tiny vehicle had shrieked before getting what they wanted. Which is good. Fear is a good motivator, Pariah thinks.

Unknown to him, it wasn't out of fear (Well, mostly) but because the Ghost King placed down a coin made of pure, solid gold on his counter.

The two then go about their business in the human realm, completely forgetting about the fact that they were summoned here for something.

Constantine is both relieved and about to have an aneurysm at seeing Infinite Realm royalty only answering a summon because of Ice cream.

[pigeonstab]

CUTE PFP 🌹

tyyyy have him bite sized

[hornetvoid]

let me take it all away (wip)

[reds-skull]

Could we possibly get Soap yelling at a recruit for trying to steal Ghosts mask, with Ghost in the background like that’s my mans.

Or something you want to do for shits and gigs because you can and it’s fun

Sorry this took a while, I kinda made a mini comic because, as you said, I can and it's fun lol

Thank you for the ask! This was quite fun to make haha

[lil-lemon-snails]

decided to draw some of your guys' tags from my harlequin sun and moon post!!! These guys are so much fun and you're all so funny >w<

[canisalbus]

Sighthounds are so sleepy by nature it just makes Machete even funnier that poor guy must be absolutely EXHAUSTED beyond regular standards. The greyhounds around him are baffled that he stays up all night working.