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♡ (For Gladdy)  - ✩ { @amaranthinemuses​​ } ✩

✩ { Meme​ } ✩

(Don’t ask him for things.)

(Don’t get him wrong, he adores giving his partner stuff. Loves showering them with affection and gifts— both meaningful ones with either sentimental or ‘protective’ value, and ones that are more flashy than anything. But HE wants to be the one to do it, unprompted and because he cares about them. He rarely gets the chance to do something ‘selflessly’, thanks to preconceived notions... and he’s way too used to people trying to get things from him.)

(The moment someone tries to get something out of him, his defenses are going up. Gladstone’s assuming they’re like everyone else; that they’re only interested in him because of what his LUCK can do for them. Someone wants to win his heart? Prove that his heart is what they’re actually interested in. If someone is content merely being around, talking to and spending time with him… it helps the ever-present uncertainty.)

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“i want you to touch yourself for me.” ( Jimrake ) - ✩ { @amaranthinemuses​​ } ✩

{ ☆ } To say that Drake is inexperienced with stuff like... this would be an understatement. To say that he’s currently screaming internally at hearing the voice of his hero, the man he based his entire life upon, his second sexual awakening— there was a brief relapse where he thought the boner Quackerjack gave him might have been a fluke... it was soon proven NOT to be —telling him that he wants to- wants to see him... He actually WANTS— Well, if one could read his thoughts it’d only last a brief moment before they went deaf.

Thankfully this glass-shattering scream is not a reality, and the only actual noise Drake manages to make is a horrifically-awkward laugh. Sputtering as his face flushes a vivid pink, chest heaves in time with his frantic heartbeat as if the excited organ is literally RAMMING against it. Gaze averted to the side— Drake unable to look over at the expectant actor —one hand grips bedsheets tightly while the other hand raises to shakily move towards his crotch, ❝  O-Okay... If that’s, heh.., that’s what you want I’m sure as heck not gonna argue! I’ll just— Ahem... I’ll just get it—  ❞  Hand slipping between his legs, breath hitches and interrupts his unnecessary, nerve-induced commentary. ❝  —out.  ❞  He weakly finishes, hand barely palming the area before he feels something slick and hard pressing against it.

It’s not too surprising considering who is also on his bed. Frankly, he’s shocked that he managed to keep from going full mast this long. After all, it’s like one of his fantasies come to life. Even if he’s usually much more suave and composed and just- the epitome of sex-appeal in those imaginings. Far from the flushed, fluffed, frazzled mess he is now. Fingers sinking into plush plumage, he bites his bottom lip and firmly fondles himself. Beads of sweat forming on his brow, eyes squeeze shut as his length slips between his hand, already slick with pre as it slides across his palm.

❝  F-Fuck...  ❞  He whimpers as fingers curl around it and begin to slide up and down in a steady rhythm, grasp tight and nerves tingling from his touch. ❝  I-I’ve never actually did- hgngnnn... did this with s-someone watching...  ❞  He breathes, swallowing a lump in his throat as an eye peeks open, only faintly realizing that his movements are growing faster. ❝  Especially not someone like y-you... I mean- not on purpo—  ❞  Eyes grow wide as he chokes back his words, biting his tongue HARSHLY enough to entice a whine. But at least he stopped from bringing up that humiliating instance. Kinda. Even so, he can’t help but grimace at the mere thought, ❝  N-Nevermind...  ❞ { ☆ }

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amaranthinemuses replied to your post “✩ How Adorable Are You? ✩ { ☆ } “We’ll see how adorable I am when I’m...”

drake vc: well I mean you ARE cute. But cute like in a mangy, hissy alley cat kind of cute

{ ☆ } “FINALLY! Nice to see you have some common fucking sense, Dipwing!” { ☆ }

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“AU” (For any random au you have for your characters :3)  

- ✩ { @amaranthinemuses​​​​​ } ✩

✩ { Meme​ } ✩

{ ☆ } Wincing, Fenton tugs at something shiny entangled within his headfeathers. Damp, messy waves resist his efforts, clinging to the accidental treasure as if the world depends on it. “Come on, come ooooon...” He mutters, an eye closed and teeth gritting as he gives the strange object one more yank— yelping at the slight rip he hears —before it is finally freed. Shaking his head, a hand raises to rub at a sore spot on top of it. However, he barely notices the slight stinging, attention enraptured on what he’s just discovered. It’s... beautiful.

Like a long string of pebbles, small circles are held together— a few stray feathers that had been torn out litter the chain, but Fenton brushes them away —and dangling from them is a VERY familiar shape, albeit made of unfamiliar material. Scuffed and damaged, adorned with rust and neglect from years spent in the salty sea. However, from what tidbits show through the crud covering it, Fenton sees the shine that had caught his attention. A glittery, sunshine-like surface that makes him wonder how the find must have looked in its former glory. 

Fingers lightly trace its surface, crumbs of rust flaking away beneath gentle digits as he lifts it to hang in front of his gaze. Eyes wide and hazel hues glittering like the trinket used to, he emits a soft ‘Wow...’ and gingerly taps against the manmade shell. It rocks back and forth, catching the sunlight and displaying an array of refraction to behold. An endearing smile forms on the siren’s face, light laughter bubbling as he cradles the object in the palm of his hand. Pale tale slaps against the rockface he’s perched atop in a frantic ‘wag’, dampened plumage fighting against the water weighing it down to fluff as much as it can.

Normal shells often have pearls within them, so it only makes sense that this shell would be encasing something as well. So, with that logic in mind, Fenton carefully pokes at its side, fidgeting and fiddling with the seashell until it slowly creaks open. Leaning forward, beak agape, demeanor wilts for a when he’s met with nothing but emptiness. Disappointment washes over him, but it is short-lived. Quick to look on the bright side, Fenton’s brows knit with determination, an excited gleam appearing within caramel-flecked depths. If there’s nothing within the shell, then he’ll just have to put something in there himself.

Surely he can find something special! { ☆ }

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{ ☆ } “Divide by nine, halve the sine, Adjust for Y, easy as pie!” Fethry says with a bright grin and twinkle in his eyes, good-naturedly holding out a plate to the other male, “Literally!” Atop it is the pie in question, cut into nine strangely-accurate slices, “Want a piece?” { ☆ }

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🤬 😡 - ✩ { @amaranthinemuses​ } ✩

✩ { Meme​ } ✩

( 🤬 - I often see the people around me stressing A LOT. Sometimes from little things, or someone being an ass Completely Sours their mood for a while. Which I don’t entirely understand? Ironic, considering I've always had a tendency to get Stressed easily... but I just remind myself that One: Things could be worse, so buck up and focus on the positives. And Two: All anyone can do is their best, so no point in beating yourself up over not meeting unrealistic standards because hey, at least you tried. :’3 Things that seem to elude people I talk to. XD As for dealing with jerks- I always think to myself, “I’ve gone SO long without even knowing that person existed, so why the heck should I care about them now?”)

( 😡 - I’ve noticed that I seem to be in the minority with this, but I don’t really mind Personals following my RP blogs or interacting with my stuff. X3 Honestly, I really like seeing all the li’l notes of them liking posts and think it’s neat when they reboop stuff. Especially headcanon or original posts. It’s cool to see that people who aren’t even interacting with me still enjoy my stuff and are interested/invested in the shenans and whatnot. Frankly, when it comes to my Notifications I don’t care if they are exploded by others. *shruggles* Mutuals and nons can go on a liking spree, reboop things, reply to things, ask a million questions, etc...)

(My notifs are Free Real Estate. Heck, I don’t even mind if people reblog memes and don’t send shit. Of course, most others don’t like their’s clogged, which is why I try to be careful with interacting with mutual’s posts. But personally, I’ve always been chill about it. lol)