#also bugs gotta be going EVERYWHERE

[portgasdwrld]

★ Hickeys

ೃ⁀➷do they suck (lol) at hickeys, giver or receiver?, how? all answered down below by your beloved Tomie✨

ೃ⁀➷Psss this is a head-canon, take it lightly~

ೃ⁀➷ Suggestive, implied f!reader, NSFW language

ೃ⁀➷ monster trio + Law+ Ace

: ̗̀➛ Luffy

He’s the type to receive them more than to give

When he realizes he has hickeys, he’s just gonna wonder how it’s even possible and if smth hit his neck during a fight💀

Probably gonna bug Chopper about it, until he brushes him off mentioning it’s nothing

Then when you’re making out and you linger on his neck, it clicks into his mind. He yells a « ooohh, It was you! » after realizing that, it surprises you and you almost bit his skin-

He’s down to try it when you explain that you want them on you too

« You want me to suck your skin a little until it bruises? A bit like when you bruise after a fight? »

« Ugh… not the same but you got the spirit? »

He’s dense, but he tried and he didn’t do as bad as you thought

: ̗̀➛ Law

LMAO?? Wouldn’t he be the type to lowkey hit you with a scientific facts that hickeys can kill you if done wrong🤓😭

Ik he would. Im so sorry😮‍💨

On another note, tbh I feel like he’s just sooo into it, when his mind is fogged by lust. He will be making out with you and damn, he’s now leaving wet kisses all over your neck. That itself, just awaken some type of possessive strike and you’re left with hickeys a bit everywhere.

Will quietly eye them when y’all are cuddling after sex. He won’t comment on it beside if you point them out.

“They look great.”

It would be the most reaction you will get out of him. He’s so hot though- intrusive thoughts but they are real 😔

He doesn’t mind at all if you leave some on him fr. Like if it’s done within the right vibe and y’all are just kicking it and you’re riding him or y’all in lotus position, he might even groan and moan a little louder and curse under his breath.

: ̗̀➛ Sanji

Oh his mouth is ALLL OVERR your body. He’s kissing, praising, leaving hickeys all over your body. On you chest, between your thighs, on you collarbone.

He’s almost in a trance while he loves your body and mark it. He’s gotta to enjoy his pretty lover and you bet he’s gonna make it known that you are his and he’s the lucky man who has you!!

He’s so sweet about it, with sweet compliments, but it’s a bit messy too. Wet patches, mumbles from his muffled lips.

He’s SOOOOO down if you wanna do it on him. He gets very excited and can’t stop smiling and touching your body.

“Yes of course I’m down! Wanna try it rn? We got time yk..”

Best boy 🤧

ೃ⁀➷ Zoro

His neck always has some hickeys from you. He thought he hated it, but he quickly got over it and finds it hot now.

He doesn’t care too much if someone stare at them, but he will throw a curse out with a deadpan expression, if someone made a snarky comment.

He also has this possessive strike, so you bet you’re gonna have some type of bruises-hickeys on your body after y’all are done. Because he doesn’t go easy on you, he will be thrusting deep into you, while silencing you with his fingers deep in your mouth. Along with that, his mouth is nibbling on you neck and all your sensitive spots.

It’s an overstimulating mess.

He smirks satisfied when he sees you marked up, moaning his name and completely lost into his touch.

ೃ⁀➷ Ace

Oh, this man here has the biggest possessive strike out of all the men here.

I touched on the subject a little on my NSFW head canon, but he definitely love giving them. He whines when you do, because he’s apparently allergic to shirts and get slightly annoyed when each of his friends on the ship makes some jokes.

He loves that everyone knows you’re his. Because he gets to have one person for him, that actually feels love toward him and someone he can trust??! That’s the life prize!

Every time he fucks you, he makes sure that hickeys are created everywhere on your body.

He will shower you with attention and cocky comments as he sucks on to your skin.

It’s his specialty😮‍💨

[cinny-cinnamon]

Bad Sans HCs! (sorry for late post 😭)

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Nightmare

Oh we BOTH now that this man is possessive, jealous, BUT he sugar daddy approved sooo (sprinkle, sprinkle? 🥺)

Buys you anything AND everything. You want to eat at a cafe? He bought the building so he can have private café dates <3 (Horror is the one cooking and stuff there lmao)

He LOOOVEEESSSS you but he can NOT physically say it so here; take his money, hun 💵

He doesn’t sleep BUT he does lay down beside you while reading something

He doesn’t normally cook but he CAN bake your favorite desserts <3

Speaking of dessert, when you usually have a bad day, he’s the first to go to you, listen to you, feed you your favorite dessert and hunt down the person who hurt you 😊

Yeahhh… he’s REALLY protective of you

Speaking of protectiveness, whenever you hangout with a friend, he usually has an arm wrapped around your waist (or shoulder if you’re more comfortable with that)

Moreover, if someone hits on you, he WILL hit them (with his fist <3)

Killer

I say this with the most respect i have… THIS MAN IS THE CLINGIEST MF YOU’VE EVER KNOWN CAUSE DAMN THIS MAN DON’T KNOW HOW TO LEAVE YOU ALONE

He’s like a puppy. a very big oversized childish immature puppy with issues but you love him so you don’t care 🤷‍♀️

Speaking of his personality if a man even LOOKS at you in any weird way he gonna be like stab first ask questions later

Lovessss to kiss you anywhere and everywhere and a BIGGG fan of PDA

Despite his reputation of being a flirt, he’s really loyal to you and holds on to you like a child holding their favorite toy

Speaking of clinginess, he LOVESS to cuddle you and be big spoon (it feeds his ego to be bug spoon)

Along with the topic of his ego, despite his cockiness and arrogance, he’s kinda insecure about himself sooo sometimes you gotta reassure him you’d never cheat on him or leave him

Dust

You chose the traumatized one??? Interesting… (are you ok? 😭)

Like no judging cause I get it but… HE’S PROBABLY THE MOST MESSED UP OF THE GROUP 😭

But I feel like he would make an amazing listener so if you ever need to rant then just go to him (if it’s about someone who hurt you then he do a little ✨ stab-e-stab✨

Reading time with him is sooooo fun. He’ll probably either have you lay on his lap while he reads or him lay on your lap when he wants to nap

Late night convos with him ✨

Likes to make you a nice warm hot drink for reading

If you’re the one having a mental breakdown, he will listen, talk, cuddle and love you all the way through it.

Horror

hubby material

I love myself a man who can cook ngl

He knows how to cook? he tall and big? he sweet and precious in private? WIFE/HUSBAND/MARRY ME UP RN-

He gives like hamster vibes in private but in public… people are looking at ya’ll and be like “Is she being held hostage or smthng?” (you are being held hostage… WILLINGLY 😫)

He loves to cook for you anytime any day. Sudden midnight craving? Midnight cookies. Bad day at work and you’re starving? Your favorite comfort food! :3

This man is so attentive to your needs and wants its gonna make me cry-

Cross

my tsundere radar is TINGLING (TSUNDERE ALERT 🚨 TSUNDERE ALERT 🚨 HAND WITH CAUTION AND STUBBORNESS)

He tries to be the non chalant guy but as soon as he saw you he was like (o*｡_｡)o

Luckily you like him back (no matter how many times he ‘rejects’ you) so you just keep on bothering him <3

Although he probably lets you do things he won’t let others do to him like call him pet names, maybe a lil kiss, and holding hands

Remember: No matter what he says, he loves you so much

Also when people ask if ya’ll are dating he’ll say no and try to shrug it off, but when someone is flirting with you, oh HELL no. Protection Mode on

Error

Two tsunderes in a row?! Damn-

Well pretty much the same with Cross but with more ego and cockiness

He crochets you stuff too btw (maybe something like a cute lil plushie that says “you’re stupid”)

Althoughhhh he loves it when you share hot cocoa with him <3

Also he gets annoyed easily and probably won’t try to touch you because he’s haepephobic (fear of being touched) (idk how to spell that word)

Anyway that’s all, bye! <3

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[slamsuckingslut]

r6 spetsnaz head canons (SLIGHT NSFW)

my 4 favorite beefy Russian men... Just little head canons i have about how they look (for tachanka and kapkan mainly, but glaz and fuze included anyway)

CREDIT TO ALL ARTISTS WHOS ART I HAVE USED IN THIS !!

TACHANKA / ALEXSANDR SENAVIEV

He most likely has graying hair, being in his 50s I believe?? Late 40s to early 50s, this man is graying, he's been through a divorce and has like 3 kids i think. His hair is a dark brown/black with gray streaks and roots, his eyebrows having already grayed with bits of black in them still. Very salt and peppered. He definitely isn't all muscle anymore in his older age, having a bit of pudge around his stomach, hips, chest and arms. Pretty much a super fucking muscular dad bod but better cause its our lord. He might have a few stretch marks hidden in the scars from battle on his body, but isn't ashamed if you point them out. I don't see him as the type to have a beard, maybe a mustache if you think about it too hard, but I'd guess clean cut just very stubbly. but LAWD he is most definitely hairy as hell everywhere else if we ignore the animation for his elite skin and how oiled up he looks... hnnggg.... BUT he most def has very hairy legs, some chest hair but not much, gotta show off the tats, and a happy trial. He is most def packing a monster and keeps his pubes slightly trimmed, just enough to be bearable, he's getting older, he cant be bothered to be as smooth shaven as when he was young.

10/10 would chew on him like a teething toy.

KAPKAN / MAXIM BUSADA

love of my life, apple of my eye, can do no wrong, babygirl... Okay so, he's in his late 30s, not so much graying yet but def getting there. He's got dark roots and light brown ends, most likely no beard just very long stubble. 5 o'clock shadow king. He's still quite fit, not as much squish as tachanka but most def still a bit squishable. he might have slight stretch marks around his arms or thighs. HE ALSO IS SO HAIRY. Literal Russian bear, okay?? This man is a hunter, he def stays hairy because quote, "A true hunter can be an animal himself." or some mystical quote about being a true hunter like that. But he's got hairy arms and legs, chest hair and a thick happy trail leading down to barely even trimmed pubes and again an absolute monster schlong. he seems like the type to go all natural with his shaving habits, only trimming it a bit if you ask. He most definitely has lots of scars around his body, and isn't afraid to tell you about them whenever you ask.

11/10, would put him in a jar and shake it around like he was a little bug.

GLAZ / TIMUR GLAZKOV

He's 30, and DAYUM does he look good.. his hair is black, you can tell that be looking at the obvious beard thing he's got. He doesn't seem like he'd be very hairy, being i think the youngest of the 4, he stays pretty clean shaven besides the beard. Not much body hair besides legs, arms, and a thin happy trail leading down to a medium monster and very well trimmed pubes. they aren't completely shaven, but are very short. He seems like he is mostly made of lean muscle, so he isn't the squishiest but is still very soft. I don't think he's really started to get stretch marks yet, but definitely has loads of scars, considers his body a canvas and the scars the art on it that tell the story, and of those stories he will only share a few with you if you ask cause most of them he doesn't really remember how he got either. Considering he's an artist, I like to think that he'll just have mystery stains on him. Like dude, why are your fingers lime green today?? He doesn't know either, he was just simply painting.

10/10, would tape a picture of him to my pillow and hump it. (only jk guys i swear...)

FUZE / SHUHRAT KESSIKBAYEV

My favorite partially mute, weirdly closed off, awkward and most likely autistic bbg. Based off the skin where you can see his face, he is clean shaven but is another 5 o'clock shadow KING. I think he'd either have very light brown hair, or black hair, no in between. He's in his early 30s but is most def getting squishy like tachanka already. he is a big boy guys. He doesn't have the dad bod type squish like tachanka does, maybe more like a bit of a tummy and THICCCKKKKK thighs and bulky arms. He has a few stretch marks, hates them, and also hates most of the scars he has. To him, they are only a reminder that his job involves a lot of pain, some of it permanant.. *cough cough* accidentally cluster charging that hostage *cough cough*.. but he wouldn't mind telling you about a few if you were close enough with him and asked nicely (bribed him while he was drunk). Considering his face is pretty clean shaven, he probably doesn't have much body hair but definitely enough. Hairy legs, arms, a little bit of chest hair and a somewhat thick hair but thin shaped happy trail leading down to a medium but THICK LIKE THE REST OF HIM monster and an absolute mess of pubes. He seems like a lonely man, he's got no real reason to shave em, so why should he?

12/10, is autistic like me, we would go nonverbal together and do some wicked shit like have a staring contest.

[frozenjokes]

deeply infatuated with them. so much so that you guys can have the full ficlet as a treat. And yeah he wears that dumb fuck lab coat to bed of course he does. he’s also a socks in bed wearer and if you don’t think so we will be dualing at dawn.

zombiecleo and the worst found family in the world vvv

Ow. Ow.

Mosquitos, deer flies, horse flies, bugs, Cub was being ravaged by bugs, he really hadn’t considered the bugs when he’d started this journey. In the Wisconsin northwoods you breathed them, all sorts, but the deer flies were his worst enemies, drawing blood even through the thick layers of.. well, moss didn’t feel like an accurate descriptor. It looked a little like moss, like life had reached toward the sky and captured the stars, brilliant and twinkling and everything good. But moss didn’t have teeth. Sculk did. Cub liked that about it. Whether it hurt more or less than the flies, that was up for debate, but the sculk was consistent, familiar, everywhere, and the flies were in his way.

But with all the bugs, there was some reprieve. Afterall, another source of food meant less of those teeth under Cub’s skin. Less pain, though, somehow, he still managed to miss it.

Sculk was alien. It was not supposed to be here. But it wanted to be.

Sculk was a parasite. So was Cub.

Ow- Fucking- stupid ass dumbass fucking-

Cub jolted awake with a screech, being shaken- dragged out of bed, the monster on his neck- he was falling, a bear- a black bear had got him, he was being dragged through the woods by a black bear- fuck- what bear was it you where you were supposed to play dead? Cub had thought the brown bear, there weren’t brown bears in Wisconsin- He tried anyway.

He realized the floor was not dirt. The paws awkwardly dragging him along weren’t black or brown. Momentarily stunned, he heard Cleo cackle through the darkness.

“Scar- Scar! What are you doing? Wait- No no- No! Scar!”

Cub had the wind knocked out of him as his kidnapper attempted to jump onto Cleo’s bed, his stomach slamming into the mattress before he was unceremoniously dragged all the way up over a howling Cleo. Briefly Cub was released, to which he cautiously began to move until the sheets were pulled so hard underneath him that he fell off balance, only to be grabbed by the throat, then shoved head first underneath.

Cub needed a second to breathe, utterly shocked he was still alive. Then a large weight fell on top of him, and breathing became a little harder. The weight began to purr.

“Scar.” Cleo gasped, sounding just as shaken as Cub felt, though not nearly as dazed. The purring ceased briefly, then began again, Cleo’s bewilderment remaining unanswered. “What- Why?” they tried again, which Scar seemed more receptive to.

“Easier to watch when you’re close together. This is better. Efficient. Safer.”

“We- We don’t need to be watched, Scar. We are safe. This room is safe. There is literally nothing in here that can hurt us.”

“That RenKing is awfully suspicious. It’s watching me.”

“He’s not on! He can not turn on by himself, we are fine.”

“What else lurks in the shadows, Cleo? You never know, you never know. One minute you’re safe, the next minute a hawk has swooped out of nowhere and grabbed your kitten, you gotta be careful, you gotta sleep together. It’s the best way to do it, it’s the best way.”

“I can not argue with you about this right now. Is Cub even alive?”

“He’s wriggling.” Cub was indeed wriggling. He wasn’t even uncomfortable per se, there was something deeply mollifying about having a large weight directly on your back, and he slept face down anyway, so this wasn’t a huge issue. Just adjusting.

“Let him go, Scar.”

Cub was a little offended by the implication that he could not get Scar off by himself- Scar was at least half his weight! “I’m fine.”

“He’s fine,” Scar parroted.

Cleo sighed, long and strained. She said no more. With enough passage of time, Cub stopped going to sleep in his own bed, since no amount of arguing was going to stop Scar from dragging him out of it every night. Though, out of all of Scar’s disruptive quirks, this was not something Cub minded all too much. He liked Cleo’s company, though he was relatively certain Cleo did not enjoy sleeping in a full bed nearly as much. Well, Cub definitely took up more room, but it wasn’t like she had slept alone since Scar had invited himself to sleep at their feet anyway.. then their legs.. then their stomach.. then their chest. Maybe this was always the next step. Cub wouldn’t be surprised if Scar had been planning it from the start. Oh well. No skin off his back.

uh if you like this there’s more of it on ao3 here’s a link

[blubushie]

Be me out working on my truck shirtless when some little girl walks up to me from the footpath and asks me if she can ask me a question. Her dad is close on her heels trying to call her back like I'm a rabid dog, but he's also apologising profusely.

I look at her, put down my battery cables, and tell her she just asked me a question, but to hit me with another.

She finds this funny and then she asks what my top surgery scars are from. She seems a bit embarassed by it and like she obviously doesn't want to offend me.

Ohfuck.jpeg

I look at her. Look at dad. Look at her. Look at dad. Look at her. Uhh. Dad. Her. Uhhhh. Dad. Uhhhh. Her.

"Well, I've got a bad heart, so the doctors took my heart out and turn it backwards, and now it works right. But they had to go through my chest obviously, so that's how they did it."

Her eyes go big the moment I start talking. I think the accent surprised her. But instead of commenting on that she let me finish and then went, "THEY TOOK YOUR HEART OUT?!"

"They took my heart out! And now it ticks funny, but at least it ticks, ay."

She looks back over her shoulder. "DAD THEY TOOK HIS HEART OUT."

And dad goes "Wow that's crazy I am so sorry about her ok let's go home-"

But little girl goes "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Referring to me and my battery cables.

And I go "Well, see, cars get old, and batteries get old, so you get alkaline on the batteries. That's all this white stuff."

"Oh I've seen that on batteries before!"

"Yeah, so, the way to get that stuff off is to get some baking soda and some water, and it just eats away at it, like—well, you wanna try? Can she try, dad?"

"I WANNA TRY"

So dad gives her the ok and I tell her to put her foot up on the bumper cuz it's a bit high for her yet, and she climbs on up. And I give her the box of baking soda and go "Just sprinkle some on" and yeah she put on a bit too much but who cares. Then I give her the water bottle "Just spray it" and she gives it a spritz and FWOOSH the baking soda starts eating the alkaline right off the battery.

So I give her my toothbrush and tell her that now she's gotta scrub it, but she's gotta scrub slow cuz if she's too fast she'll flick alkaline everywhere and it's gonna eat through her shirt and burn her. So she's careful with her brushing. And then we washed off the cable and set it back in place and then she thanked me for letting her help and off they went back home and I heard her asking her dad what alkaline even IS on the way back, and why it's in batteries.

So, y'know. Sorry dad for the slew of questions you're gonna hafta answer on the way home. But you're welcome, little girl, for giving you something to bug your dad about.

And thanks for the clean cable.

I AM INTERSEX. Please do not tag with #trans. I love you my trans siblings but I'm tired of my intersex voice being erased for you to speak over me or claim my experiences as your own.

[puppyypaws]

forest adventure!

cg! ticci toby / regressed! reader

AN: a little nervous to post this! i love toby so much though, and he is a very big comfort for me. i hope others enjoy! sfw interactions only please! <3 thank you.

also, i did write toby with tourette’s and a stutter. if anything i have written is inaccurate or could be portrayed as offensive please let me know! i didn’t want to write him without it and be out of character, but i also don’t want to offend anyone!

the crackling flame of the fire casted a warm glow against your face, filling your entire body with heat as slow as syrup.

you sat in front of the fireplace, a ratty quilt around your shoulders. it was not something you owned previously, and you were almost positive toby had stolen it from someone’s house. his reason for being in a strangers house, you pay no mind too. you were far too young to think of the horrors his job consisted of.

instead, you pulled the quilt closer to you, snuggling into its softness. you had a friend with you as well! in your lap sat your beloved brown bunny, a stuffie toby had gifted you when he first found out you regressed.

right now you waited patiently for him to finish the dishes so the two of you could go outside. you had been cooped up inside the cabin all day and were getting rather antsy. however, you were strictly forbidden to go outside by yourself, at least when you were feeling small. the woods were far too big for someone as small as yourself, and toby was terrified you would get lost. (he also feared someone would try to grab you. even though he made sure his little home was far, far away from slenderman and his…co-workers, he still worried. he had already lost so much, he didn’t know what to do if you were next.)

you knew toby had entered the room before you even saw him. with a small whistle and the crack of his neck, you looked up at him and smiled brightly.

“papa!”

“hi, t-tiny!” he greeted you back, sitting down criss cross apple sauce beside you.

the two of you sat together for a bit, admiring the fire. occasionally toby would whistle under his breath, or his arm would jerk, but you didn’t mind. his tics never ever bothered you. why would they? you loved your papa just how he was.

you turned to him with twinkling eyes. “we can go outside now?”

“sure…sure! b-but we gotta get your coat on!”

you nodded and followed toby to the front door like a little duckling. the old wooden floors creaked under your feet, making you giggle a little.

next to the door sat a little wooden rack on the wall. toby had made it himself, and it housed your coats and the goggles he usually wore. today, you got to see all of your papas face, which no one else ever did. at first, toby was scared to show you his face without his mask because of his gash. he never wanted to scare you! however, you didn’t find it scary at all.

“sit here, b-bug!” his head jerked to the bench under the coat rack.

you toddled over to the bench while toby was shrugging on his coat. he smiled down at you and ruffled your hair. then, he quickly buttoned up your coat and put on your shoes for you, knowing how anxious you were to get outside. to be honest, he was too!

toby noticed the little brown bunny slumped next to you. his heart warmed a little. you carried that little thing everywhere, somethjng he had gotten you.

“is…is your little f-friend coming with us?” he asked with a gentle smile.

you kicked your legs in happiness, swooping your bunny up and nuzzling into his loved, but still soft fur. “mhm! he can go on an adventure!”

toby nodded as he took your hand. his hands were scarred and calloused, but you loved holding them! sometimes they shook a little, and the skin around his nails was raw from picking at them. however, you didn’t mind.

as the two of you stepped outside, the crisp autumn hair nipped your nose. suddenly, you found yourself missing the cozy fireplace you were sat infront of moments ago.

toby cleared his throat, “it’s…it’s chilly, huh?”

you nodded, but continued to hold his hand and lead him to the woods. he let out a short, sharp laugh and you took charge, and followed after you.

your footsteps fell in sync with each other as you began walking through the forest. this was something the two of you did often. toby found it calming, and you liked looking at nature! sometimes he would give you things to find, like a certain color of leaves, or a collection of rocks. today though you felt a little too small for that. all the leaves looked the same and you couldn’t tell the difference between your colors very well.

you swung your stuffie back and forth by his little arms without a care in the world! the leaves crunching under your feet and the occasional sound of twigs snapping.

“c-careful with your b-buddies arm, honey,” toby said. “you don’t want…want to hurt him!”

“hm? oh! don’t worry papa, he likes it!”

toby raised a brow, a suspicious look on his face. he could just picture an upset little with an ripped stuffie, and it made him shudder. he would have to ask jane to fix it.

the brunette gently took the bunnies other arm, holding it in his big hands. “what if we h-hold him like this? and no s-swinging!”

you pouted at the soft redirection but nodded all the same. you tried your best to hold the other arm as gently as toby was doing.

the two of you walked in companionable silence, toby clearing his throat or whistling every so often, and you pointing out something you found.

“papa, look!” you said excitedly, your eyes set on a big stick on the ground. you look at toby with big eyes, silently asking if you could go off and get it. he smiled at you softly and nodded, ruffling your hair as you toddled off.

you came back with a large stick, excitedly waving it around. it came dangerously close to toby's eyes a few times, not that you noticed in your amazement!

toby gently grabbed the stick, causing you whine at the loss of your newfound treasure. “you c-can play with the stick, b-but you have to be c-careful! you almost t-took papas eyes out, little one!”

“sorry papa!” you apologized, hugging his waist.

“it’s alright…alright! i’m not mad!” he reassured you quickly, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

you looked up at him and giggled, clutching your stuffie to your chest and grabbing ahold of his hand. the two of you continued on your walk. occasionally toby would clear his throat or whistle, and you oohed and awed at any birds.

eventually, you came across a creek! toby had been to this creek before, sometimes needing to clean off his hands after missions, but he decided not to mention that.

you pretended like your stuffie was walking across the little log that sat in the creek. his little stuffed feet prancing against the wood. you were careful not to drop him in the running water! he was not in need of a bath.

toby watched you with a smile. you were so precious like this, and so important to him. he would give the world to you in your tiny little hands.

“hey, honey?” he called, a mischievous grin on his face.

you sat your stuffie down on the log, positioning it carefully to where it wouldn’t fall off and turned to face him. “hm?”

your questioning hum was immediately met with a splash of water. toby was the only culprit, and you shot him a little glare before splashing him with water too. this caused an outbreak! soon enough the two of you were both splashing each other, your little giggles and squeals filling the air.

“okay little…little one! we gotta stop,” toby said in a fit of laughter. “if you get t-too wet you’ll get sick!”

you nodded. playing with your papa was fun, but you were starting to get very wet and very cold! you quickly grabbed your stuffie and toddled over to toby, where his hand was outstretched.

as the two of you walked back home, you started the shiver! your damp clothes were getting uncomfortable, and you were getting rather sleepy.

“papaaaa,” you whined, tugging at toby’s shirt.

he looked down at you with warm brown eyes, knowing exactly what you wanted. smiling, he scooped you up with ease. even though toby looked scrawny, he was actually super strong! handling his hatchets caused him to develop some muscle over time, and he was able to carry you around with no problem.

wrapping your arms around his neck and nuzzling into him, you felt so safe in your papas arms. you breathed in his scent, a mix of campfire smoke and earthy pine.

when the two of you got home he would make you hot chocolate and get you into some warm clothes, like always. however, for now you were content in his arms as he carried you home.

[norixseaweed]

NCT 127's Dorm Maid Ch. 6 - Haechan

Title: NCT 127’s Dorm Maid Genre: smut Chapter: 6 Characters: Haechan x OC/reader Contains: Phone sex/Sexting Master List Previous Chapter - Next Chapter A/N: switching POV to Haechan's for this one! ALSO this is a repost, moving things from my old side blog to this page

I had gotten closer to Mina since she first started working here. She was really cool and fun to hang out with, not to mention really good at games. We played pretty often together. We liked to bug and pick on each other, it mostly me who was bugging her though. At some point our normal teasing and jokes turned into sexual ones, it mostly jokes but at times it got a bit more serious than a joke. 

She really enjoyed teasing me a lot and it honestly drove me crazy.

She was always the more straightforward one saying the most while I was more shy and kept it more tame.

Today was the same as usual, she started teasing me, working me up and saying some lewd things. We were on our way back to the company building to talk about some new songs and record in the studio and she knew that, yet she still wanted to work me up. The last thing she sent me was an image of her holding a pink dildo against her chest, her cleavage out in the open with the text “What should I do with this toy?”. 

I cursed under my breath and checked around me to make sure no one saw. I decided to stop being tame and let myself go as I wrote my reply. 

Haechan: There’s a lot you can do with that toy, but that doesn’t matter. Let me tell you what I would do to you instead. After I strip you down I’m going to touch you and kiss everywhere, I’m going to mark you all over, and when I finish doing that I’m going to spread those thighs of yours wide open and eat out that sweet little pussy of yours like there’s no tomorrow, licking up every bit of your sweet sweet juices. I’m going to bend you over my lap and spank you till your ass is red then I’ll make sure to fuck you so good you can’t walk the next day. That toy? Let me tell you what you can do with that toy, you’re gonna fuck yourself with it while I watch, hell I’ll fuck you along with that silly toy of yours and stretch out that pussy of yours. 

I never usually spoke like this with her, or anyone at the fact, it just came out, even I was surprised at myself. About a minute passed before she finally replied. 

Mina: Holy shit Haechan, this is the first time I’ve seen you speak like this, do you know how wet you just made me? Fuck I never knew that you could be this dirty, who are you and what’d you do to my sweet Haechan? 

Haechan: You asked for it, just sayin’ anyway gotta go record ttyl

Mina: Oh no you don’t

Mina: Haechan you can’t just say something like that to me and leave me all hot and bothered

Mina: So that’s how it’s gonna be? Fine, let me know when you finish recording

I smirked to myself, muting my phone and putting it in my pocket before heading into the studio. After recording my parts I sat on the sofa outside the recording room plugging in my headphones into my ears, listening to music as I watched the others record their own parts. As I was going through my playlist I received another text from Mina.

Mina: You done yet, cutie? 

Haechan: Yeah I just finished, I’m watching the others do their parts

Mina: good...guess what I’m doing right now

Haechan: Being a horny slut and playing with yourself

Mina: Damn you’re good at this…

Mina the Maid is calling…

I was flustered when she suddenly called, but I answered immediately

 “H-hello?”

“Are you alone?” 

“No, I’m sitting with the other members in the studio…”

“Hmm...can they hear me?”

I glanced up to see what everyone else was doing, some were on their phones some were practicing their lines.

“No, I have my headphones on-” 

“Good, cuz I want you to hear me moan for you, baby.” 

I felt my eyes pop out of my head. Was she really about to do this?

She was, she really was. 

She began to describe how she was touching herself, her voice soft and seductive. I was panicked and got nervous looking around the room again. But despite being scared of being caught I still couldn’t help but picture everything she was describing to me. I cursed under my breath.

I pictured her rubbing her clit with her fingers, sliding her fingers between her folds as they got covered with her wet juices. She let out the softest and sweetest moan I’ve ever heard as she began to finger herself, I could feel my face growing hotter. I glanced around the room once again before pulling a throw pillow from beside me onto my lap to cover myself.

She soon moved her phone telling me to listen as she pleasured herself, the sound of her fingers slapping against her wet pussy flowing into my ears like music. I swallowed my saliva and took a deep breath closing my eyes for a moment. I pictured my own fingers replacing hers, I pictured that it was me there pleasing her. 

I could feel my breath grow heavier as I tried to keep a straight face. She was now using her toy, I could hear it vibrate as she pounded the toy into herself, her moans growing louder and my name being slipped in between moans. My cock was uncomfortably hard now, pressing against my jeans. 

“You okay?” 

My train of thoughts was interrupted by Mark and I quickly hung up the call. 

“Um...yeah I’m good...” I avoided looking directly into his eyes.

“You sure? Your face is red and you’re breathing heavily, are you sick?”

I bit down on my lip “yeah, I'm not feeling that good, I’m done right? You guys don’t need me anymore?”

“I think so…” Mark tilted his head.

“I’m going to go home first then! If that’s okay.” 

“Sure-” I didn't even let him finish replying.

I got up rushed out of the studio and took a taxi straight home. Once I arrived I took the elevator up to Mina’s floor, making my way straight to her door. Mina answered the door, she was wearing a silky black night robe. She gasped as I quickly grabbed her by her shoulders, pushing her inside and closing the door behind me. I picked her up by her thighs and pressed her against the wall, my lips crashing onto hers into a rough and heated kiss.

I couldn't hold myself back anymore. I wanted her, I wanted to taste every inch of her.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my neck as she returned the kiss.

“How about we take this to my room, Cutie?” she mumbled against my lips. I’ve been to her apartment before to drop some things off so I had already known where her room was. I made my way inside, closing the door behind me with my leg before setting her down on the bed. She slipped out of her robe before lying back on the bed, smirking at me as she gestured for me to come closer. 

I admired the view of her body, my heart racing at the sight of her. I appreciated all her beautiful curves. The way her chest was rising and falling with every breath.

Usually I would be more shy and hesitant but I was too worked up and heated to even think about it. I climbed onto the bed, sitting over her waist. My hands roamed along her body, the feeling of her soft skin underneath my fingers exciting me. 

I then cupped her breasts and began massaging them as I leaned down and started kissing down her neck and collarbone. My lips moved down along her skin while she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me down against her as she started moving her hips against mine. I couldn’t help the groan that left my lips, my eyes going up to meet with hers. She then cupped my face, bringing me in for a kiss. This time the kiss was more gentle and sweet. Her lips were soft and tasted sweet, I don’t know why I didn’t notice this earlier. 

My hips pushed down into hers, moving along with hers, her soft moans were music to my ears. Encouraging me to continue. Her hands moved down my chest, grasping onto my shirt, I broke the kiss to help her get it off, she tossed it off to the side before looking up at me, her tongue swiping across her lips with a smirk. I gulped.

“N-noona...can you sit on my face please? I wanna taste you-” 

She then non-hesitantly pushed me off of her and onto the bed before climbing on top of me “you’re such a cutie, you know that?” she let out a soft giggle and I blushed “If you keep calling me a cutie I won’t let you off easily.” 

“Oh? Tough guy huh? We’ll see about that later, Baby.” God the way she teased me with her words. It drove me crazy.

She fixed her position so that my head was now resting between her thighs. I stared up at the sight of her swallowing back my saliva. I wanted to taste her so bad. 

“You hungry, Baby? Make sure to eat it all up and don’t leave any left overs, okay?” She chuckled softly, and I wrapped my arms around her thighs “Don’t mind if I do...” I pulled her down and began exploring her sweet wet lips. Tongue moving between them and against her sensitive bud. I soon began to suck on it, letting out a soft groan as I tasted her. 

I felt her fingers running through my hair before she tightly grasped onto it, whimpering out my name. I spread her lips apart and slipped my tongue into her, moving my tongue along her walls as I tasted her, and god she tasted just as sweet as she looked. She soon lifted her hips, I was going to question it but she had changed her position, turning around and reaching for my jeans, undoing them. I lifted my hips as she pushed my jeans and boxers down, my cock springing up as it was finally free from the restraints of my jeans. 

I grabbed Mina’s hips, pulling her back down as I continued to eat her out. I felt her hand wrap around my shaft stroking it as she started teasing my tip with her tongue before I felt her lips wrap around it, tongue still flicking against the tip as she sucked it, a groan escaping my lips. 

I had never tried this position before, honestly there’s a lot I never tried yet as I never had the chance to experience as much as the others. But right now the way she was sucking me off, she was so damn good at it it was all I could think about. I tried not to thrust into her mouth. She took my cock as deep as it would go, she gagged on it and I worried but as she continued I realized she was enjoying it. She moaned against my cock, the vibrations from her moan against me making me moan in response. 

When she released my cock from between her lips I almost let out a whine. She climbed off of me and off the bed, pulling my jeans and boxers off of my legs then she stood there staring at me as I propped myself onto my elbows. She was smirking at me, looking down at me with lust filled eyes, her fingers were gently grazing over my knee, slowly moving up my thigh as she climbed back onto the bed over my lap. 

“Tell me Cutie, do you want to feel what it’s like to be inside of me?” I gulped, her sweet yet seductive tone entrancing me. I couldn’t say anything, I could only nod. 

Her hips were now right over mine, she positioned my cock at her entrance tilting her head “Hmm? Sorry I didn’t hear an answer, Baby...” 

I cursed “Yes! Yes, I want to feel you, Noona...” 

“Then beg.” 

I was surprised when she asked me to beg, her tone was authoritative and dominant and hell it was sexy. I never thought I’d be into a dominant woman but here I was. Completely turned on by it. 

“Please, Noona, let me feel you, I want to fuck you, make you moan...I want to make you feel good.” 

She gave me a sweet smile.

“Good Boy-” 

She started lowering her hips onto my cock, slowly, very painfully slow, I couldn't help but whimper. Once I was buried deep inside her she began to slowly ride me, moving her hips in different motions. I rested my head back against the mattress, gripping onto her hips. She was teasing me too much at this point going painstakingly slow and I couldn’t take it anymore, so I thrusted my hips up into her and she let out the cutest sounding gasp that ever laid upon my ears. 

“Oh my, is my little cutie getting impatient?” 

“Call me cutie one more time-” 

“Or what? You’ll spank me? That’s so cute~” 

I tightened my grip on her hips, flipping her over onto the bed so that I was now on top. I began thrusting my hips roughly into her “Oh fuck, Donghyuck,” the way she moaned my name had me rolling my eyes to the back of my head. God she was hot. “Fuck, yes! just like that, Baby-” she held onto my shoulders but I grabbed her hands and pinned her wrists down above her head.

I pressed my lips against hers before trailing the kiss up to her ear.

“I told you to stop calling me Cutie...” I growled into her ear. I then felt her walls tighten around my cock, as she cursed under her breath. 

I began to move my hips deeper and harder into her, my breath hot and heavy against her ear “Fuck you feel so good-” I moaned. I soon stopped my movements, pulling out of her “get on your stomach,” when she rolled on to her stomach I appreciated the sight of her soft round ass. I ran my hands down her back and over her ass, giving her a squeeze. I then noticed a hickie mark on her ass cheek and her thigh. I traced my fingers over them.

"Who left these on you, Noona?"

"Hmm? Oh that...it was Yuta, why? Are you jealous?" She giggled. I smirked. "Oh not at all, I knew you were a whore, Noona, but damn...who else did you fuck from our group?"

"That's a secret." She hummed. I raised a brow and gave her a light smack.

I then positioned my tip at her entrance before thrusting deep into her. "I'll find out soon..." I grumbled, closing my eyes as I enjoyed the feeling of her warm wet walls around me.

I leaned down and started kissing her shoulder, her hips squirming underneath me as I fucked her. Her moans and whimpers were just so beautifully lewd that she could have been mistaken for a porn star. 

I soon felt her getting tighter around me and she started squirming more beneath me “Fuck, Donghyuck I’m gonna come,” I nodded, too immersed in the moment to speak. I kissed her neck and continued moving my hips, pounding into her. I felt her start shaking beneath me, her hips jerking up into me as her juices flowed out. 

I continued to thrust into her though and she would move her hips with mine, once I felt myself getting closer, I let out a groan “Noona...can I come inside you?” 

“Yes, Baby, come for me, fill me up.” 

Her words set me off. I gave a final thrust before releasing my juices into her. I rode out my climax, slowing down my movements before pulling out. She turned underneath me, examining my face as I tried to catch my breath. She then wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into her and I didn’t hesitate to snuggle up against her.

“You did so good, Baby, are you tired?” 

She spoke softly, gently brushing her fingers through my hair. I nodded my head in response “Haven’t felt that good in a while…”

“Well, whenever you wanna do it again you can always come to me, I can make you feel good anytime you need me to.”

After cuddling for a little while I put my clothes on and headed back up to my apartment. 

When I entered my room Johnny was there on his bed, he looked up at me as I walked in and walked over to my closet “Where have you been? I texted you and called you a few times and you didn’t answer.” I froze for a moment before looking over at him.

“Sorry, Hyung, I was um...taking a walk,”

“You’re taking a walk so you don’t answer your phone?”

“I had it muted because I wanted some time to myself, you know?” Johnny raised a brow, it felt like he was staring at me as if he could see right through me. Images of what had happened earlier then popped in through my head and I blushed. I quickly grabbed my towel from the closet “Whatever it’s not a big deal, I’m going to go shower.”

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Mama Agatha & Little Rio!

Moodboard, explanation, and headcanons

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Moodboard:

Explanations: (Top to bottom, Left to Right)

Rio is a baby frog!!! So naturally she has one froggy that’s her and one froggy that’s her Mama. When Agatha isn’t there Rio keeps the purple one with her and she plays it as her froggys mama.

mama!!! All my AAA age regressors that see this. That picture is absolutely mama correct?

Rio = nature baby!! Rio loves to go outside with Agatha and of course Agatha knows the best spots for her baby! Rio and Agatha go and pick herbs and then Agatha teaches Rio how to cook with them and guides her through out (perfect at making Rio feel small)

Agatha loves to play with rios hair!!! Rio is also a cat and will just sprawl out and Agatha immediately starts stroking no matter what! So of course Agatha does her hair and because purple is her favorite color and Rio is her baby she’s gotta put some purple in there. And stars always remind her of Rio just because of the cosmic aspect!

It’s so cute I mean that screams mama and baby

Rio needs a pacifier! Or else she’ll chew on her hair or leaves or rocks or bugs and so Agatha had to constantly restock pacifiers but this one is rios favorite!

Rio IS baby so bright colors aren’t great for her eyes and it makes her overstimulated so when Agatha and her were thinking about her little room they wanted lighter versions of rios favorite colors (purple = mama therefore purple is one of her favorite colors)

That picture is baby coded period

Baby blanket!! Rio always needs a comfort item! That blanket goes with her everywhere including on their outdoor adventures so it has to be washed routinely.

Headcanons: 💚💜: Rio loves dinosaurs and always has!! She was there when they were alive and loved them. She loves to play as a dinousar and go rawr and if it’s near bedtime Agatha pretends a blanket is a meteorite and scoops Rio up into it.

💚💜: Agatha began caring for Rio shortly after Agatha was almost burnt at the stake. Her mother hating her made her want to care for someone else and prove that she was good. And Rio in her Death form had been watching and watching the scene made her feel little because it scared her and the dynamic naturally fell into place.

💚💜: Rio loves to make flower crowns!! She’s made one for every member if the coven or if she’s feeling smaller at least picked out the flowers for Agatha to pick and braid together!

💚💜: Death doesn’t have to sleep. She can sleep but she doesn’t have to. She’s seen humans do it and discuss it but never tried. The first time she tried was after she met Agatha and saw Agatha doing it. When she woke up Rio simply said I want to try that. Ever since Rio has been addicted to sleep. She’s the epitome of sleepy baby rubbing her eyes.

💚💜: When Rio is extra tiny (3 or younger) she can’t really control whether it’s her death form or her Rio form. Jen has had mini heart attacks whenever Rio comes over and tugs on her pant loop and seen Death staring at her with a pacifier and holding out a pink flower crown. Agatha doesn’t mind either way and treats her exactly the same. Alice thinks it’s super cool and bought her a skeleton jacket to match. Lilia gets mildly freaked out because of her history with death but just shuts her mouth and takes care of Rio.

💚💜: When Rio does sleep she has nightmares 4/10 times and is immediately crawling out of bed and running to Agatha whether Agatha is working or asleep herself crawling into bed.

💚💜: During the times Rio try’s to be big or pretends to be Agatha takes calm Mama voice and just babies her and it works immediately. Rio will melt and just look up at her and say “mama” with a small voice

💚💜: She loves animals and bugs and chances are if Agatha leaves her outside for more than 2 minutes Rio will have 10 more friends and try to get Agatha to let them live with her. Sometimes she’ll sneak them inside to show Agatha and Agatha has to try and redirect her so she can get them back outside.

Edit:

💚💜: Agatha can lie very very well. She can also tell stories very very well. Some of rios favorite little times are sitting with Agatha near the fire while Agatha tells her a story and plays with her hair.

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*Long post*

*Checks Decepticon emails* Oh, here we go. (¬_¬") 💻

*Reads* You forgot my builtday?! What kind of human slave are you if you can’t even remember this important date? (¬_¬)

*Types back* One that wanted to celebrate their mom’s 55th birthday? 🤨

Yeah. What a shame, right? That she’s gotta share the day she entered this universe with the likes of you. # ⸨◺_◿⸩ #

(Cool fact I guess but still, why? 😭)

Tho I guess I should thank you for remindin’ me, cuz here’s my late builtday present: i’m gonna expose ya once and for all. >:D *Sends*

*Closes* Aaaaaaaaaaaand, I got less than 24 hours left to live, so… :/

You know how everyone always argues about his OG alt mode, that I surprisingly got obsessed with (by reason of insanity bein’ a concept that allows for SO MUCH creativity in a franchise that encourages it via lore + toys), and wanna copy paste everywhere?

Reflector: Yeah. No scrap. Don't say anythi— 📷

Me: *Tosses into chute* Right. Ok— �� 

Million-shanix question: why does Megatron, of all TF characters, in his alt mode have to literally put his fate into another’s servos/hands?

Well, that’s the thing.

He doesn’t. (•᷄- •᷅ ;)

It's the same case with Shockwave (who interestingly, I never see anyone criticize despite them both bein' laser guns, but whatever, this ain't about him tonight 🙂‍↔️).

Furthermore, if Megatron can fly in his robot mode, then flying/levitating as a gun shouldn't sound as implausible, right? (ᵕŏᴗŏ)

(I mean it sure does sound funny, but also terrifying, since he can freeze midair, aim with near-perfect accuracy and fire at will)

Oh yeah, and Soundwave's still capable of flight too as a microcassette recorder.

Megatron: Soundwave! WTH!? Come back!

(Ok, at least with him it's just funny. Maybe he can blast [insert appropriate music here] while he's at it)

So knowin' this, why does Megatron still pull this damn stunt, if he's quite capable of doin' it all on his own?

People also wonder why Starscream can't just "accidentally" drop Megs, and then stomp him out like a bug that's not as innocent.

Well, good fraggin’ luck Star, cuz as soon you let him go, he’s gonna go, and if you didn’t wanna let him go, and he wants to go?

He will go.

If you manage to grab hold of his stock, that’s detachable (and the same goes for his silencer), so he's just gonna end up whoopin’ your aft for that with his stock.

But fine, let's say that Megs is on the ground unconscious, and you somehow sneak up on him with heated thrusters via your afterburners.

Still not gonna work, my guy…I think.

(Like look at his face plate here, he knows there’s no point in tossin’ Megs under all those fallin' rocks 😂)

He's a metal cockroach (which is an insult to cockroaches, and for that I apologize), but then again, with the way he takes on damage inconsistently in G1, I don't even fraggin' know guys. (-_-)ゞ

(This bitch survived an explosion powerful enough to move Cybertron, yet panicked over “antimatter” energon)

(He also didn’t give a frag over the same concern in “War of the Dinobots”—)

Um...maybe cuz his alt mode is a denser state to be in, he's more durable and can withstand harder impacts?

My brain: Wait, so shouldn’t he be heavier after all or—?

My heart: Shuddup, it’s science fiction. Enjoy it. We don’t need to get lectured on physics.

Brain: But this is my way of enjoying it—

Heart: SHUSH!

I mean he transformed into his alt mode to save himself when he fell off a cliff in the Marvel comics…and still sustained brain damage. :/

Yeah, we ain't half-battlin' scrap with that info, Duke, and that's why we pick our battles. Wisely.

*Proceeds to list gun mode advantages in no particular order*

Ok, this? This is the creative/fun alt mode s**t I wanna see more of, Hasbro!

You wanna know the reasons/ways in which the alt mode Teletraan I bestowed upon him can be strategic/useful/just plain fun, dammit? (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻ 📷❗️

1.

He shouldn’t need to worry about wastin’ the valuable energy he’s savin’ for a fight with Op, since his Seekers can easily fly him to wherever they gotta go in their cockpits (along with the rest of the High Command who also have small alt modes excluding Star, what a coincidence)

Yeah, with the way he tires out during crucial moments in this war (with it bein’ an energy crisis, and oh, the human allies providin’ energy to the Autobots), if he just stayed in his alt mode as much as possible, and continued orderin' everyone around that way, “only the idiots would question” him, as he can put it

In short, the less he can do in order to conserve energy, the more of a chance he’ll have to win for once lol

That indeed means someone else with high-quality optical sensors, who’s committed to the cause, aimin’ and pullin’ the trigger for him

2.

When you’re in a battle, and it’s chaotic as hell, what are your optics gonna draw to? The weapon? Or the enemy that’s holdin’ the weapon?

Oh, most Cybertronian laser weapons come in neutral colors?

Well scrap, good luck spottin’ him

I think it gets even worse when he mass shifts to scale with a human’s hand, as the smaller he gets, the harder it’ll become to locate/hit him as a target. Then you gotta worry about human civilians, and oh boy—

3.

Apparently, all the energy that’s in his barrel ends up bein’ more concentrated, precise and deadly than in his scope (the fusion cannon), which is also detachable

Yeah, a barrel def ain’t fraggin’ detachable lmao

4.

If Starscream starts actin’ up, once again, Megs can just go into a Seeker’s cockpit and conduct business in there

Nova Storm would be a damn good choice too, since if they can survive the chromosphere, it can mean that (in order to get to that layer) they can survive the much hotter corona of the Sun

We're talkin' millions of degrees Fahrenheit/over 200,000 degrees Celsius here, so maybe take advantage of that sometime 😑

Yeah, Star couldn’t give any less of a scrap about other Seekers (or anyone) the same way Megs couldn’t, but neither of ‘em wanna make it that obvious, ya know?

5.

Eh, I guess his alt mode is a good way for him to sharpen his stealth skills

(Obviously it’s not his style, but it’s like swimmin’. Even if you aren’t a fan of pools/the ocean, you should still know how to swim if given the chance, just in case)

Like seein’ a camera, or a microcassette recorder (in the 80s) is normal, even neat, but if there’s one thing you never wanna see, it’s a gun. So humans conceal them

I think that’s a good enough motivator for Megs (who loves a challenge, don’t cha know?) to finally suck it up and start takin’ that s*** seriously

Cuz idk, if human militaries start armin’ themselves with Cybertronian tech (*sighs* as if nukes weren’t enough), he’s gonna need to know how to hide from humanity’s wrath, just sayin’

Can’t hide a tank as easily no matter how much ya camouflage ‘em (still love that alt mode tho, so triple changer Megs all the fraggin' way y'all)

Oh in that situation, every Decepticon with a large alt mode would be screwed, huh? 😂

6.

He can try and lure a human without an amplified voice in order to...best case scenario have Reflector steal all their MLP merch

Or he can choose to indulge in the art of scarin' the absolute s**t outta people (can't easily sneak up on a human as a giant robot, can ya?)

7.

If Megs is for whatever reason merely incapacitated during a battle, someone can flip him over the same way Prime did in "The Insecticon Syndrome" to transform him—and either hightail it outta there (once again, smaller target to hit), or use him, well, as a goddamn weapon

Trust me, he won't mind

This also works for when he gets drunk and passes out

Cuz gettin' severely injured instead, means that flippin' him over might be too risky, hence why Soundwave carried him in robot mode in the movie (if Megs can't move his limbs, that's a bad sign)

8.

Enemies: So, the rumors are true: your leader really is smaller than a minicon. (Lol he must be weak—) *Continue makin’ a bunch of assumptions*

Skywarp: *Looks around* I give it 20 astroseconds. *Tosses Megs + teleports away*

Enemies: What—? *Get mercilessly demolished cuz they let their guard down/got distracted smh*

Skywarp: *Teleports back* Mmm, 20…3.

*Gets lightly hit in the arm* Ow—

Megatron: You count too fast.

/ Y'all, if Skywarp was a better fighter/gunslinger combined with his teleportation...he would cook fr

9.

Nervous turned super confused new recruit: *Stops bowing* Wait, he’s the gun? The leader of the Decepticons?

Skywarp: *Holding Megs* Mm-hmm. Here, take him.

New recruit: *Stares* That’s Megatron?

Skywarp: Yep, in the metal. Take him. Just don’t shoot yet, got it?

New recruit: Yet? Is that allowed? Can he—? Are you sure, or is this some kind of trick?

Skywarp: Yep, yep and soon, yep—I-I mean no—I mean—

Just say “test” next time. *Stuffs him into their arms + adjusts* There.

New recruit: ( ´･_･`)

Skywarp: Feel different?

New recruit: *Looking down* I don’t understand.

Skywarp: See, that’s the best part: you don’t need to understand anything, just that if you do as he says, and you have good aim, you’ll stay in one piece. Isn’t that great? :D

He needs us just as much as we need him. Simple as that.

New recruit: *Thoughtful + in awe* Yeah… (人´∀`)

I-I’m sorry sir, this is just such a huge honor—

Megatron: Oh no, the honor's all yours.

New recruit: Really? (Oh right—) Sir?

Megatron: Why, of course. You should be commended for making such a wise decision.

Many do not, and for that our planet bears the brunt of their weakness.

New recruit: How many?

Megatron: Don’t worry, they will repent in time, for the fate of Cybertron is in your very servos.

Skywarp: *Ruining it* Well not just your servos, but the many servos of…um…“like-minded individuals”. :D

Megatron: Skywarp.

Skywarp: You’re gonna be fine.

I should go, I’ll just go, you know, with…things to do, and…Peace. *Teleports*

Megatron: We can get things done too, yes?

New recruit: Yessir.

Megatron: *Slips away from their hands + transforms* Good, we'll start now.

New recruit: *Gets led away* O_O

/ Aw, what a nice, smart and humble leader who just wants to save his home planet from all the stupid robots 🥺

Hey, when you get to know him, you’ll realize that he’s actually so down-to-earth, and he'll even literally give himself to you because he cares that much and doesn't want you to be so helpless

He fights and works so hard for everyone and our home, that it's only fair for us to do the same, right? How can he possibly be a bad guy?

Yeah, he can get angry and touchy sometimes, and make costly mistakes sometimes, but he's just stressed, everyone gets stressed

They just don't get it and refuse to even try, and everyone is suffering as a result :(

They're the problem, not us, and they keep getting in our way

Our way is the only way that matters. Their ways are scrap

They. Are. Scrap. And should be treated as such

They should suffer, just as much as they’ve made us suffer

And that, my friends, is how your spark/soul becomes his to handle 😄

(Frag yeah, peace through tyranny! ( •̀ ᴗ •́ )و)

10. Like this. ‘Nuff said

No seriously, ‘nuff said—this post’s long enough as it is. 😅

I know I’ll come up with more gun mode s***, but for now, I’m just gonna arm myself with an eraser and await the death stick.

PS: You know what? Tank mode's funnier.

[innerclouddaze]

Tina demon lore

(summary of the Feb 8 stream, skipped some convos so watch the stream for full context also the visuals are cool!)

Twitch VOD ID : 2056565806 (10:18:19 onwards!)

First, qTina started off flying (was a bug & not planned but she went with it as part of her lore)

(side note, she uses her demon voice a lot during this)

Her vision is filled with a silhouette of an eye? It comes and goes.

(...)

(About her flying) “I won’t do it again.  I swear to God. I won’t do it again. I was kidding ok? I was just um- Listen, I should never do stuff like that to gain advantage over others. I won’t do it, I promise. No watchers necessary.”

(...)

Fire starts to appear out of nowhere around her and Em. 

(...)

*covers Em underground* “I have no intentions of coming home. So fuck off! Ok? Leave me be.”

More fire appears.

(...)

“I’m just starting to think that some people are really mad at me, but it’s just because you know, a girl spread her wings a little bit, and that’s fine. It’s fine to spread your wings! It's fine. But maybe I shouldn’t have because it was for a dumb reason.” 

Em :”did you do anything bad?”

”No, I just did a little flying, you know, flying is not bad. Your Uncle Philza does it all the time! Like if I do it, what’s so wrong?”

Em :”yeah flying is fun i bet :D”

”It is but I shouldn’t have done it because now they’re after me, they’re gonna drag me down, they’re gonna drag me back.”

Then a key named “you” appeared in her inventory.

”They’re coming, they’re coming back and I don’t want them to, I’m not strong enough yet to protect you or me or your mom or anyone”

Em :”who?”

”I don’t know really, it’s hard to say.”

Another key appears, named “We will be waiting”

(...)

”What the fuck, argh. I feel dirty. I feel dirty. I feel disgusting.”

(...)

Em :”WAIT EOMMA YOU HAVE WINGS?”

“Some demon have wings. It’s you know, there’s lava everywhere.”

Em :”so you have wings :D”

“Yeah they’re little, they come out, they come in.”

Then a teared feather dropped.

(...)

“It’s not just flying. It comes with stuff, you know? like…It’s sin. It's a great sin. It’s not some theme park ride, ok? It comes with trauma, baggage, sin, hellfire, bad things, torture…you’ve gotta do crazy things to become like this, you get me?”

(...)

“They don’t like my type of flying. They don’t like that shit. Birds only, I guess.”

(...)

“You’re Mom Mouse needs to be here swiftly, she’ll know what to do.”

“If those eye motherfuckers have anything to do with this, I’ll tear them to shreds!

(...)

“They’re mad at me, they’re mad. I should have known better. I should’ve, but it felt good, just a little.”

Em :”i don’t like them you did nothing wrong eomma!!”

*chuckles* “You’re too good”

Em :”how can enjoying what you love be bad?”

“Well…there's a lot of reasons why enjoying what you love can be bad. It's just um- Maybe if you enjoy to not be such a great person you know? Enjoying to be bad is bad. That is the demon way. You heard Mouse. They don’t really understand the difference between good or bad sometimes, they think it’s just fun labels that they slap on shit but there is a very distinct difference, ok?”

Em :”Do you not like mami mouse?”

“I love Mouse. I love her and you know, I don’t really know what Mouse has done or she was just born that way and as far as I know, she’s just a little bit crazy, she doesn’t seem inherently evil, just chaotic”

(...)

More fire appears while she is fishing with Em and a red helmet/crown??

(...)

After going back to fishing, she got an achievement for a completed challenge. The achievement is called "Who's da New King of Hell?"

[winchestersisterimaginessss]

Imagine: The aftermath of your best friend, Charlie’s death and the effects that MoC Dean’s words had on you.

Part 1

Pairings: Sam and Dean x Sister!Reader

A/N: I wanted to go deeper into this and show the different stages of grief/the effects of the trauma/ how deans words would end up effecting the reader… idk how to feel about it ugh so lmk if you like it. Also requests are open!!!! I love all of the ones I’ve been getting and am working on all of them, but keep requesting!

Warnings: violence, language, suicidal thoughts, eating disorder, angst

The days without Charlie were tough. You were grieving your best friend while also feeling like you weren’t allowed to because you got her killed in the first place. It was haunting your every move and you constantly felt sick to your stomach. You were sitting in the library with your brothers when your stomach growled so loud that it filled up the whole room.

“Go eat something.” Dean said without taking his eyes off the computer.

“I’m not hungry,” you mumbled. The truth was that you really weren’t hungry. You had absolutely no appetite and thinking of food made you feel nauseous. Dean rolled his eyes at you and Sam looked at you concerned.

“You’ve gotta eat something bug,” he said softly. He knew you hadn’t been taking care of yourself and it was extremely prevalent. Dean’s words rang through your ears reminding you that you got Charlie killed and it made you feel even more nauseated.

“I’m really not hungry Sam.” You said as your stomach growled even louder. He looked at you sadly before getting up and leaving the room.

He came back in with some crackers on a plate and put them in front of you.

“You’re not leaving this table until you eat something.” He said giving you a sympathetic look.

“But Sam I’m really not hungry,” you said on the verge of tears.

“You’re not taking care of yourself Y/N/N, you need to eat. I’m sorry.” He said, sending you a look.

A tear fell down your cheek. You just felt so sick and you didn’t even feel like you deserved to eat in the first place. You didn’t deserve to do anything. You didn’t deserve to live. Even Dean knew that, he was the one who confirmed it for you. You looked at Sam and he gave you an encouraging nod. You exhaled and picked up a cracker with your shaking hands. You squeezed your eyes shut as more tears fell and put the cracker in your mouth.

You choked back a sob as you chewed it and Sam rubbed your back. You swallowed it and started crying.

“I know sweetheart, I know.” Sam said softly. He talked you through eating the rest of the crackers before he sent you a sad smile.

“Let’s work on eating everyday alright?” He asked and you nodded.

——-

You looked into the bathroom, spotting Charlie in the bathtub. She was stabbed and her blood was everywhere. You let out a gasp and fell to the floor, scrambling over to her.

“NO!” You screamed, grabbing her. You couldn’t believe she was dead. She couldn’t be dead.

“CHARLIE?!?” You cried, trying to shake her awake. She didn’t respond instead she was limp in your arms and you knew.

“NO,” you sobbed, “NO CHARLIE.”

You felt someone shaking you.

“Wake up Y/N!”

“NO CHARLIE! NO! IM SORRY, IM SO SORRY!” You screamed, shooting straight up in your bed. You looked around confused and still sobbing. You were in your room, in your bed. Sam had his hand on your shoulder, sending you a sad look and Dean was in the doorway with his gun raised. Your heart was racing as you recalled your dream.

“It was just a dream Y/N/N, it was just a dream!” Sam said reassuring you and trying to snap you out of it.

“No,” you sobbed, “it was real.” You cried into Sam’s chest.

“Shhhh it’s okay, it’s going to be okay,” he tried comforting you, but it wasn’t okay and it never was going to be. Charlie was really dead and it was all because of you.

——-

Dean’s words continued to haunt you. Weeks had gone by, but you were going to carry the weight of her forever. You knew it should have been you who died instead of her and you also knew how you could make that happen. You weren’t completely suicidal until Dean’s rampage with Death over the mark of Cain.

——-flashback

You showed up to the abandoned bar that Dean sent you to with Sam. He was on a suicide mission and he told you to come say goodbye to him. You ran into the room seeing Dean standing there with Death.

“Wha-“ You started, feeling panic strike over you.

“What is this?” Sam asked frantically.

“We need to talk.” Dean said.

“Whatever you are thinking of doing, don’t.” Sam pleaded. Your heart was pounding.

“Dean, there is another way! You don’t need to go with him and you don’t need to die!” You begged. You couldn’t handle another death and you sure as hell couldn’t handle it being your eldest brother.

“Funny you say that. Truth is when I left, I thought the only way out was my death.” He started. You looked at him confused.

“Well I was wrong kiddo, it’s yours.” He said. “Both of yours.” He finished, looking between you and Sam. You felt like you couldn’t breathe.

“What!” Sam shouted.

Death stood up walking towards the two of you.

“Your brother can’t die and if I whisk him away to where he can’t hurt anyone else, we’re still left with you two.” He said, sighing annoyingly.

“His loyal brother and sister who would do anything to free him from the mark which simply can not happen unless you set the darkness free.” He finished, alluding to if the darkness is set free, it would be worse than imaginable.

“You traded our lives?” Sam asked in shock, walking up to Dean.

“I’m willing to live with this thing forever as long as I know that I and it will never hurt another living thing.” Dean said.

“This isn’t you!” Sam shouted.

“This doesn’t make any sense Dean!” You cried.

He snapped his eyes to you and you felt the anger radiate off of him.

“No this makes perfect sense,” he trailed off and got closer to you.

“If you stopped THINKING ABOUT YOURSELF FOR ONE DAMN MINUTE.” He screamed in your face. You flinched, suddenly terrified as Sam stepped in front of you.

“It’s for the greater good, I’m sure once you consider that then it’ll make all the sense in the world.” Death stated.

“Remember when you were both willing to die for the greater good before?” Dean asked walking circles around the both of you.

“But Dean we all pulled each other back.” You said weakly. You were trying to hang on to the slightest bit of self destruction you didn’t have, but every time Dean spoke it drove you closer to it. It terrified you, it really did. You didn’t want to die, but you knew you didn’t deserve to live.

“And I was wrong, you were right Y/N.” Dean stated coldly.

“Dean!” Sam shouted.

“You both know that this world will be better without us in it.” He said. You felt your last wall crumbling.

“No wait Dean, you’re twisting our words.” Sam pleaded.

“Why? Because we track evil and kill it? The family business?” He sighed. “Look at the tapes, Evil tracks us!” He shouted. You jumped as he spun around to face you.

“And it nukes everything in our vicinity. Our family. Our friends,” he said staring you into the eyes. “It’s time we out a proper name to what we really are and deal with it.” He finished.

“Wait a second Dean,” Sam said. “We are not evil!” He said walking up to Dean. “That thing on your arm is evil.” He motioned to the mark of Cain. “But not you, not Y/N, not me!” He yelled.

“I know what I am Sam.” Dean said. “But who were you when you drove that man to sell his soul?” He asked Sam staring into him before he snapped his attention back to you. “And who were you when you bullied Charlie into getting herself killed?” He asked you. There it was. He knocked down the only wall you had left standing. Truthfully, now you didn’t care if you died, you just wished it would’ve been to bring back Charlie, but if this was how it had to happen right now then you were fine with it.

“That sounds evil right Y/N/N?” He asked you, knowing he cracked you.

“Yeah,” you whimpered.

“No Y/N, don’t listen to him! You’re not evil.” Sam pleaded.

“I have this thing on my arm and you’re both willing to let the darkness into the world!” Dean shouted.

“You were willing to also summon death to make sure you could never do any more harm. You summoned us because you knew that we would do anything to protect you! That’s not evil, Dean.” Sam said. “You’re a good man, crying to be heard. Searching for some other way!” He pleaded. You knew Dean was a good man and he didn’t deserve this. You also knew Sam was a good man too and didn’t deserve to die either. Your brothers were heroes and you knew that. But you? You deserved it. Dean was right about everything he was saying about you.

“There’s no other way Sam. I’m sorry.” Dean replied.

Sam stepped towards Dean and hit him with a blow to the face.

“Good,” Dean said, unwrapping his knuckle, “Good.” He stepped closer to Sam. “Fight.” He said and punched Sam across the face.

“Stop!” You yelled. You didn’t want this to be one of your last memories of your family. They ignored you and continued fighting until Dean knocked Sam down. He was repeatedly punching him in the face over and over again. You ran up to Dean panicked, “Dean please stop! He’s down!” You cried and jumped in front of him to protect Sam. He grabbed you and threw you across the floor before giving Sam another punch.

“Dean!” Sam gasped in pain and shock.

You whimpered in pain and crawled your way back over to them to put yourself back in front of Sam.

“Y/N no! Dean, that’s enough.” Sam groaned, rolling on the floor in pain.

Dean stopped hitting him and looked down on both of you.

Sam wiped blood from his face before looking up at Dean. “You’ll never ever here me say that you— the real you—is anything but good.” He said coughing and spitting out blood.

“But before you hurt anyone else, you have to be stopped at any cost.” Sam said.

“But so do I Dean. I have to be stopped at any cost too. I’m evil just like you said so kill me. Let Sammy live though he deserves to move on from this life just like he’s always wanted.” You cried.

“No Y/N/N what?!” Sam asked frantically. “That doesn’t make any sense!“ He shouted before turning to Dean, “You’re not killing her! She’s still a kid Dean. She deserves a second chance at this life. Let her live, she still has so much to offer the world. She still has so much to live for. She won’t bring you back! With us gone, this is her chance to get out of the hunter’s life.” Sam pleaded. No, you didn’t deserve to live.

“Do it Dean! Kill me right now or I’ll kill myself.” You stated, looking straight into Dean’s eyes.

Dean nodded and grabbed Death’s scythe, “close your eyes kid.” He said softly and you closed them. You heard Sam screaming for Dean to stop.

“Forgive me,” you heard him mumble. A tear slid down your cheek and you heard the scythe stab something. You snapped your eyes open and saw that Dean had hit Death with it. Dean looked shocked and you watched as Death crumbled to dust. You couldn’t comprehend what just happened as you stared ahead in dismay. Before you even had another second to think you felt the ground rumbling and a beam of light shot down onto Dean’s arm. It sounded like electricity as it pulsed through him and then it was gone in an instant. Dean looked at his arm and you saw the mark of Cain disappear from it.

_______end of flashback

Dean was free of his mark and none of you had to die, but you were ready to. The only reason you didn’t kill yourself in that moment was because you figured you could die to bring Charlie back instead. You couldn’t shake the memory of Dean blaming her death on you and telling you that it should have been you instead. You also couldn’t shake the memory of Dean telling you that you were evil and that the world was better off without you in it. He tore down the last wall of strength you had and now you didn’t care to live. You didn’t deserve to. You knew what you had to do and that’s why you were at a crossroads. You were going to sell your soul to bring back Charlie.

“Baby Winchester!” Crowley smirked, “to what do I owe the pleasure?” He asked as he walked towards you.

“My soul to bring back Charlie.” You stated looking dead into Crowley’s eyes. He stared at you in disbelief before bursting out into laughter.

“You know me, I can’t help, but to take up an offer on a soul, but yours?” He scoffed. “I don’t need your brothers up my arse trying to get you out of your deal soooo no deal.” He said and started to walk away.

“No wait Crowley please you don’t understand!” You screamed, feeling helpless.

He turned around to face you, “No actually I do understand, but I don’t need to give Moose and Squirrel another reason to kill me off!” He huffed and turned around to walk away. “Goodbye baby Winchester!” He sung before disappearing.

You fell to the ground in complete despair and started sobbing. You couldn’t take it any longer. You cried for Charlie. You cried for all the people you lost because they got too close to you. You cried because you were evil. You cried because you didn’t deserve to live and you cried for yourself. You mourned who you could have been if you weren’t evil, but you knew what you had to do now. You grabbed your bag and took out the knife. You were good for nothing. You knew so, Dean knew so and it was about time you put a stop to it all. You brought the knife to your wrists before slicing over them. You wanted to feel the pain you deserved to feel before you ended your life. You hissed in pain as you continued to slice your skin. You stared at your bleeding wrists and cried tears of frustration. You were unable to comprehend that this was who you ended up as. You were so distracted with your thoughts and pain that you didn’t hear the roar of the impala. You didn’t know your brothers were running to you until you felt the knife being ripped out of your hand.

“NO!” You screamed, flailing your arms. You had wild eyes as you looked at your brothers and your blood was seeping out of you.

“What are you doing!?” Dean shouted as he threw the knife across the gravel, away from you. Sam brought you into his arms and held you against his chest trying to console your trembling body.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, shhhhh it’s okay, it’s okay.” He whispered into your ear as you sobbed on the hard gravel. Dean grabbed two rags and made his way back over to you. Sam grabbed both of your elbows to hold out your cut up forearms for Dean. He wrapped both of your arms and held steady pressure on them. He looked into your eyes with complete sadness.

“Hey kid, what’s going on?” He asked softly, not even knowing where to begin with the situation.

“You were right Dean!” You cried. He shot you a confused look before you continued. “I don’t deserve to live. I’m evil!” You choked on your tears. His face fell and he opened his mouth to say something, but you cut him off. “It should have been me who died, not Charlie! De, I tried to bring her back, but Crowley wouldn’t make me a deal!” You sobbed, motioning to the crossroad. Dean’s heart dropped and he felt sick to his stomach. “I need to die Dean! You said so yourself, but I couldn’t die to bring Charlie back so now I just need to do it myself!” You cried, feeling your veins popping out of your neck. You tried to break out of Sam’s grasp, but he just pulled you closer into his chest. He was terrified of you hurting yourself and he knew only Dean could break through to you so the only thing he could do in the moment was hold you tighter so you couldn’t do something yourself.

“No Y/N/N sweetheart-“ Dean’s voice cracked, thinking about how mentally unwell you were at the loss of Charlie and the words he spoke to you. He clenched his jaw and looked away for a second to collect his emotions before turning back to you.

“You’re NOT evil! The person I was with that thing on my arm made ME evil and I said EVIL THINGS to hurt you.” Dean said firmly. Before he could continue you cut him off, “but you’re right, I got Charlie killed!” You cried and darted your eyes to the ground, afraid to look at your brothers face. It was probably so disappointed and angry.

“Sweetheart I need you to look at me. Can you do that for me please?” He asked gently. You were surprised by his tone and glanced up at him. His facial expression was soft and his eyes were filled with worry. “You did not get Charlie killed. It was not your fault and it will never be your fault. It was the Styne’s. They were what real evil is and you? You’re the furthest thing from it.” He said staring into you. “You’re good kid. You’re so good and you’re so far from evil. You have so much goodness in that heart of yours and it’s what keeps me fighting every single day.” Dean said with tears in his eyes. “You deserve to live and I am so sorry I made you think otherwise. I’ll never forgive myself for that.“ His voice broke as a tear slid down his cheek. Your lip quivered and you leaped into his arms. He embraced you and wrapped his arms around you. He held the back of your head to his chest as you cried.

“I got you, I got you, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” Dean whispered as he held you close to him.

It was like you could finally start to forgive yourself for the things that were haunting you since Charlie’s death. Deans reassurance was all you needed to feel like you could finally breathe.

“It’s going to be okay kid, we’ll all get through this together.” He promised.

——-

You were on your phone and stumbled upon one of the funniest videos you think you’ve ever seen. You were dying of laughter when Dean interrupted you.

“What are you laughing at kid?” Dean chuckled.

You looked up at him laughing harder, “this video is so funny!” You said between breaths.

“I have to send it to char-“ You trailed off and your smile faltered. You saw Dean’s face fall slightly and he looked at you concerned. You relaxed your fingers causing your phone to drop slightly in your hands so the screen was facing upwards and you stared blankly ahead. You just couldn’t understand that this was your new reality. You couldn’t send the video to Charlie because she was dead and you were never going to see her ever again. You blinked slowly a few times before bursting into uncontrollable tears. Dean immediately rushed over to you.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, it’s alright kid.“ Dean said, taking you into his arms as you sobbed.

“I just miss her so much,” you whimpered into Dean’s chest.

“I know you do, I know.” He whispered, rubbing your back. He continued to hold you until your cries calmed down.

“Well, you can show me the video.” He suggested lightly, trying to get your spirits back up and trying to fill in Charlie’s absent role for you.

You wiped your tears and pulled your phone back out. You got the video up and showed it to Dean. He burst out laughing and clapped his hands.

“Yeah she would have thought that was pretty funny,” he chuckled and you laughed through your tears.

“Yeahhhh.” You said softly, thinking about her. He sent you a sad smile and put his arm around you.

“You’ll see her again some day, trust me.” He said, giving you a squeeze. “Not any time soon, I’ll make sure of that, but you’ll see her again kid.” He finished and planted a kiss on the side of your head.

[bunnys-beetlejuice-blog]

2, 7, 21 for whatever oc strikes your fancy :)

since its you, bud, let's do Cowboy :) 2. what sort of music would they like? have you thought about what genres or bands do they lean towards? do they have a favorite song? Beetlejuice loves any kind of music, from bawdy piano tunes in saloons played while a kick line dances to lonesome guitar solos out on the range. If he were ever to go to a theatre and hear civilized music, like taking in an opera, he'd probably enjoy it to a point but wouldn't really have the attention span to take the whole thing in. I meant to write in him having a little guitar and singing sometimes to bug Lydia. Favorite song...? Anything you can stomp your feet to. 7. favorite animal? why? He's got a soft spot for coyotes. They're clever little scavengers that do what they gotta to make it thru the day, but they're also pretty playful. he likes watching them while riding, especially if there are any pups playing. 21. their favorite place to be? Really loves to be out in the desert. Anyplace natural where he can just take in the view. for some reason this version of Beetlejuice really loves nature. (one of those things i didnt really plan, he just told me) contrarywise a big city would be about his least favorite, which is why i want to make him go to san fran - what the hell is this place. buildings? everywhere buildings? where's red rock cliff faces? where's view of the mountains? WHERE'S TREES.

[manonamora-if]

June Check-In

I am finally home! gots lots of feelings about it, but it can be TLDR'd into a happy 5min scream of glee and relief.

Obviously, because of the move, things were pretty busy IRL, especially during the last days/weeks. I'm not completely done with it, but it won't be as frantic (mainly waiting to hear back on things). Hopefully by the middle of the summer, all the boxes will be checked!

Let's get into this:

Recap of May

The Plan for June

Update on 2025's progress

TLDR: NEW WEBSITE YALL! and a plan for June.

What I've been up to in May?

Not much in terms of releases. Actually nothing at all. Didn't even managed to push some bug fixes for Harcourt. But!

MY WEBSITE IS UP TO DATE, YALL!

A fresh new version (v3*!), going in a completely different direction from the previous iteration. At the same time, it's very much a continuation of what I imagined the website would be. *3 is actually my fav number. I think it was meant to be that the best version of this website would be on version 3....

Anyway... LOOK AT THIS BEAUTY!!!

I'm so so freaking happy with how it turned out. Reorganising the sections and giving everything a lot more personality is making be excited about this place. And it's allowing me to grow it however and wherever I want (branching out to different medium?).

AND LOOK AT THE BUTTONS <333333 Returning to the old web vibes is just everything I needed, ngl.

So yeah, go through my little computer/website. There are tons of pages with different interfaces (there will be more soon!).

Fair warning: it is absolutely not mobile friendly. Anything smaller than 1200x768 will give some some weird results. Also use Firefox to view it.

I still have a huge To-Do list of things and polish to do (incl. mobile), but at least all the info from v2 has been moved to v3, and what was missing (games/assets/etc...) has been added (if not a full page, it is mentioned somewhere).

Neo-Interactives and other Events

May is REALLY BAD IF (Tumblr) month, between the end of the previous and next cycle of competitions, where people are tasked to make the absolute worst IF game possible. Normally it's just the month of may, but... I announced it late everywhere, and I didn't manage to put my entry in time, so... it's extended until the end of June!

I forgot at the end to officially announce the 2025 Showcase. Gotta put myself a reminder to do that.

Also announced in May (though it only just started), The Summer of Translations (Tumblr)! Because I honestly needed accountability buddies to ensure I actually upload a new translation every week (which will happen every Sunday!).

Keep an eye on @ifcomp for announcements, too. I'm still handling Social Media this year, and we're slowly getting ready to open the new edition of the Comp.

And finally, Neo-Twiny Jam is coming back, again a fundraiser (we got a few donors already!). We're hopping to break all the records again, so consider participating for a good cause (or share, that helps tons) !! Check @neointeractives and @neo-twiny-jam for announcements and entries :) And I'll be restarting @manonamora-if-reviews with my comments on the entries!

Translations Project

Nothing is out before June, but I manage to create a little bit of a buffer for myself (a couple of games buffer) in case things get busy IRL for a few weeks and whatnot. Which makes me pretty happy! Now... having received pages long of pointing out mistakes from MelS... But he said I'm getting better!

And... that's all folks :P The website took most of my very little free time this month.

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The PLANtm for June

Al-right-y, let's make a list!

Harcourt: pushing the fixes ASAP (and pray there won't be any new bugs) and nag MelS for the missing Codex pages.

Summer of Translations: upload 5 translated works (incl. new releases) <- one less to do because Collision is done!

Website: chip away at the To-Do list (I'm making moar buttons)

RBIF: fix the bug and upload the entry

NTJ: try to at least make one entry (potentially with Anti-Romance and Nouvim, two birds one stone) - I have 3 ideas already, just need to make them happen.

Reviews: Neo-Twiny here we come!

Not so much of a plan, more of what to expect this month, which... won't be much. Because the thing is: I'm moving at the end of the month. So between packing, selling, cancelling stuff here, and unpacking, opening, and probably buying things there, my IRL To-Do is arm-length at this point. It's both super stressful and a huge relief. I picked such a good time to come back, lol.

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Updates on 2025's progress

Is... void. lol. Which means I'm sticking to the plan!

I haven't submitted to any event so far (outside of Showcases for stuff already out! and the Translation project, but those don't count)

No new events organised either! (aside from the Translation one, but that's for keeping me accountable, so it doesn't count either)

I've done some fixes for a previously released game (Harcourt, it's just not pushed yet - I got sent a couple of more typos to fix)

The website is up-to-date!

Depending on how things go in June, I might have a more concrete plan for the rest of the year in my mid-year check-in. As in: picking a WIP and finish it in those next 6 months.

[pukei-pukei]

Spoiler-Free Wilds Review

I've played through the bulk of Wilds content available at launch and figured I'd share my thoughts on it here. My platform is Steam/PC. TLDR at the bottom!

Gameplay

The fights are great - which is good, considering that's the main point of the game! I can't recall a time I got really frustrated or bored during a hunt; hitboxes were good, movesets were fun (and often visually incredible), and the difficulty felt pretty reasonable. I didn't cart once in Low Rank and I cart rarely in High Rank, but I've been around the block with these games and I know what I'm doing. I can imagine Rey Dau and Arkveld are wiping the floor with new hunters.

I've only used Insect Glaive so far and I quite like this iteration of it. The wound breaking focus attack gets you all three Kinsect essences, which chains very well into the new flashy Super Spin attack that costs all Kinsect essences. I gotta say it feels bizarre to use charge attacks on IG, but I do love the Super Spin. (That's not what it's actually called but it's what I'm calling it.)

The Seikret is very cute and very convenient. Almost too convenient. I've been making an effort to learn the layout of the locales, but you can absolutely just have AutoBird take you everywhere and practically not interact with the environment at all. You gotta change the control scheme to manual though, trying to go anywhere with the default control type feels like trying to tame a wild horse. Horrible.

The Palico is also very good in this entry. Almost too good. From the start of the game they basically have every gadget from World equipped simultaneously, and upgrading to have things like Vigorwasp Revive or a damn mini airship is as easy as hunting one monster or catching a bug. They can even clear status ailments now!

The multiplayer mechanics are, uh... something. Once you're in a quest together it's the same as usual, though wound management can be a hassle sometimes. I need them and my teammates also need them and there's not that many to go around.

However, actually getting in the same session with friends is way more of a hassle than it needs to be. There's like three or four different ways to join each other and none of them are intuitive. Link party? Lobby? Environment link? Huh??? I miss the sessions from World, especially the fact you could just set it so your Steam friends can easily join but no one else can. The ability to add friends in the game is really nice, though, and I love the Online Singleplayer option. Finally! A PAUSE BUTTON!

Environments

The environments are one of the main selling points of the game and they definitely don't fall short. The locales are massive and spectacular with very unique takes on the classic Monster Hunter biomes. (The final locale is even more unique, but that's big spoiler territory.)

The seasons look incredible, but they don't seem to have much of an actual impact on hunts, honestly. They do absolutely have gameplay impacts, but not quite as much as I'd hoped. Mostly tweaks to the kinds of monsters and gathering nodes. Not sure what I'd change about them, though; maybe altering the map a bit for certain seasons, like having certain paths blocked off or opened up depending on the season.

I will say it's bizarre that they kept the tracks system from World, but just show you where every monster is on the map anyway. This entry is supposed to focus on hunting immersion, there's tracks implemented, but they kept the omniscient map from Rise? Huh?? I miss having to actually track stuff instead of the bird just Knowing.

Also you can catch critters but not put them anywhere. Why??

Story

Surprisingly for a MH game, the story is actually decent this time around. Nothing to write home about, this still isn't a story-centric game, but a few moments did hit me hard and I liked a lot of the characters. Its integration into the gameplay was a bit annoying at times with a lot of scripted sequences, but overall I enjoyed it.

The implications are wild(heh) for the series lore as a whole, though; the final boss is one of my new favorite monsters purely because of how monumental it is! If you know, you know. Even if you're not familiar with The Lore the cutscene before the fight is sick as hell. (I'm suspecting we got a Rise situation here where the real HR final boss is coming in a Title Update, though...)

I would die for Nata. He is my son

Technical

Everyone's probably heard of the beta origami monsters by now, and I'm very disappointed to say they remain in the full game. Granted, it's not on every hunt and then it's only for a minute or two before the models load in, but that's just one of a lot of pretty grievous graphical and performance issues.

It's not unplayable (for me) by any means, but there's stupidly long loading times. Even once I'm in a locale, everything (monsters, terrain, NPCs, etc.) often looks like a blurry polygonal mess while everything actually loads in. It can take like thirty seconds to load the map or a conversation with an NPC.

My computer (which is, admittedly, a laptop) is pretty good, I can consistently get 60fps on World with close to max graphics, but this is all happening with Wilds on low settings! Hopefully most of this will get fixed with later patches.

EDIT: I managed to cram the game onto my laptop's SSD and that seems to have fixed a lot of the graphics issues. Haven't played a ton with it on this drive yet but I'm optimistic.

TLDR

Must-play for any series fan, but has way more than its fair share of jank for the price. The story is decent, fights are awesome, and the difficulty is reasonable and fun for LR/HR. Designs for monsters and environments are incredible - when they load properly.

Definitely recommend, but if you're not set on playing it ASAP it's reasonable if you want to wait for performance patches and/or a sale.

[normal-about-boys]

How would your papyri react to their bitties?

gah! There will be chaos

Cinnamon[s]: they're losing their shit. Both good way and bad way. Cinnamon's just like... that guy is me! But tiny! I could step on him! I wanna be pocket sized!! I could fit in people's pockets!! The heck!! Minimon is feeling the same but reversed. That guy is me!! But huge!! He can reach the top of the fridge!! I wanna be that big!!

They are essentially really jealous of eachother for different reasons. Cinnamon is jealous of minimon cause he gets to he with you everywhere and is, well, portable to say the least. Minimon wants to he able to hug you normally instead of stuck wrapping his arms around your calf. [Also maybe because it's hard to kiss someone if they can put your whole head in their mouth].

Cinnamon and minimon do get along, don't get me wrong. But they are constantly trying to one-up eachother.

Carnation[s]: you think the Cinnamons are bad with jealousy? These two are nightmares. Mini Carn is and always will be a spoiled prince through and through. He can get along with the other bitties [he can be a sweetie and he's forced to live with them so the others are his ride or dies even though he wants to bitchslap them all the time] but with his big version? There's not even a thought of being cordial.

HE is the humans Carnation, not that overgrown brute!! He will NOT let some wannabe take away any of his humans attention! He will bite and scratch and kick and throw so many tantrums because he thinks big Carnation is stealing his human.

Big Carnation? Oh he HATES bitty Carn. That little runt begs for your attention and gets it. He's pampered and adored and cared for and that little shit gloats about it. He would never be like that! [Ignoring that bitty Carn is just a small version of him] He would have some class! Big Carnation is horribly jealous of the love and affection you give bitty Carn. What?? Just cause he's cuter you give him outfits as presents and let him sleep near you?! [bitty Carn has a special bed near yours on your nightstand] BAH! He could be cute if he wanted to too!

Honey[s]: Partners in crime. Little Honey was always full of big schemes, now he has a big and just as mischievous guy to enact said schemes. Little Honey spent SO much time fantasizing about what he would do if he was normal sized that he has plenty a plan. And big Honey? Oh he is going along with it all. Even adding his own suggestions. DO NOT LEAVE THEM ALONE IN YOUR HOME! Even if it's only for a couple minutes!! You will come back to a very booby-trapped house and 2 giggly skeletons.

Both Honeys also have the bad habit of laying on top of you. With little Honey at least it was bearable but big Honey is HEAVY. If you lay down on the couch big Honey is laying all his weight on top of you with his legs sticking over the couch arm rest [downside of having so much leg] and little Honey, with no room, lays on top of your face. Needing to breath be damned.

Jam[s]: These two are fighting eachother all the time like the Carnations, but they're battle is more subtle. Instead of flat out insults and mild violence, they are SUPER passive aggressive to eachother. Little jam just goes on about how comfy it is to hang out in hoodie pockets and how his human is just SO sweet to him while looking big Jam in the eyes. Bug Jam is of course fuming. Later he retaliates by putting his arm over your shoulders and generally showing affection that someone as tall as a water bottle can't do with a smug grin on his face.

Then these assholes end up making eachother even more insecure than they already are and you gotta reassure them that yes, you like them both. [You need to give these little shits some serious talking tos about getting along]

Persimmon[s]: unlike the majority of others, these two do get along! Quite well infact, they enjoy eachothers company alot. Big Persimmon ends up soothing little Persi's anxiety a lot just by showing that things can be okay. I mean, that guys doing okay! And he doesn't even have an emotional support human! Maybe he'll be okay too.

And little Persi does the same to big Persi. You constantly showing affection to little Persi makes big Persi feel he is deserving of love. Call little Persi cute and big Persi feels cute too.