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[thewritersaddictions]

(R) Drabbles: Klaus Mikealson- Laid Up

It came out of nowhere. That’s just how Klaus was with everything and everyone. I’m one moments turn everything could change. He could go from anger to begging on his knees for you to love him and kiss him all over.

It was a rather funny thing that you sensed was ever changing with Klaus. Six months together well actually a full year together being the closest of friends and just now six months together. When it first happened it was extremely exciting. Klaus had dragged you almost all the way towards his room.

Louisiana sits high in the background, the sun has set and there’s a breeze in the hot summers air. Your sun dress is sticking to your hot skin has Klaus shut… more like slams his bedroom door. That night he doesn’t tell you he loves, but he shows you he loves you. Deep thrusts that make everything fell foggy and hot skin pressed together bruises that became darker by the second.

Months laters, Klaus is yet again tugging you into his bedroom. It’s become a shred space between the two of you. You bright color and twinkling lights with you, along with throw pillows he grumbled about how annoying they were.

“Fuck sweetness, do you know how pretty you are? My pretty little thing.” Klaus is saying as he combs a few fingers through your hair. He pushing and pulling you all over the room until you manage to make it to you bed.

When he does get you to the soft side of the mattress. Your knees hitting the back of the bed and causing you to fall on your back. Klaus is on you like flies to a light. Buzzing and throbbing to be right next to you right inside you. His touches this time are more delicate than most other times. He takes his time with you getting you clothes off and leaving sweet kisses to your hot skin.

The night is forever long in the best of senses. Klaus is powerful and strong with his ability to make you fall apart in your bed. You don’t remember how tou ended up under the sheets wrapped in Klaus arms, and you honestly don’t give two shits. Your body is hot and sticky, your heart feels like it’s going to explode out of your chest.

What you do remember is being swooped up into Klaus arms. His breathing is slowing and he’s lightly brushing a finger over your cheek bone. The silence is completely comfortable. That’s until Klaus is back to tapping away, the words flow effortlessly out of his mouth. A sense of grace and ease flow as Klaus mumbles the first and hopefully the many “I love you”. You can’t help but smile even in the darkness you know that Klaus is smiling just as wide as you are.

When you wake in the morning the sun as already roses way above the cities sky. Your body aches and your hair is all over the place. Your eyes still feel heavy even though you’ve somehow slept over. Klaus has you wrapped up tightly in his arms. He always opts to be the big spoon when you lay down which you don’t fight him on.

“Hmm Y/n stop moving.” You heart a disgruntled Klaus murmur. His voice is filled with sleep, but he has yet to open his eyes. You’re trying to get out of the bed, your hungry and need breakfast sooner rather then later. You move again his Klaus hold, this time it’s a gentle squeeze that keeps you in place. “Babe I need to move.” Your words are soft and sleep ridden just has much as his are. “I have to pee!” you declare as Klaus sighs heavily letting his grip on you fall.

You don’t try to make a run for it after using the bathroom. You can hear the kitchen calling your name, the recipe for your home made pancakes is calling for you. You scrub the sleep from your face and enter back into the bedroom. You lay into the sheets, soft and warmth is still radiating off of them. Klaus peeks just one eye open. He sees your back and he pulls back into his arms. You two lay in silence for a while it’s comfortable, breathing is the only thing to be heard. That’s until your stomach is sending very clear messages.

The grumbling noises causes you to groan and you try to get up but those strong arms don’t let you move. “Klaus, please I’m hungry.” You exclaim, yearning for food is an understatement for how hunger you are. You can hear Klaus whine from behind you his head tucked into your neck. “Please just let me go make some food I’ll come right back.” You beg but there’s nothing but until your try moving under his hold. “No don’t go.” It’s a quiet sleep filled statement. You move once more and this time it seems to have woken Klaus up completely.

“No, you can get up you’re my prisoner for today.” Klaus says his eyes finally opened and looking at you. He yawns widely before throwing his around you keeping you forever close to him. “You can’t just starve your prisoner baby.” You say logically. Logic had been thrown out of the window though long ago when Klaus first saw you. “I can do whatever I want to you y/n.” Klaus murmurs, rough and tough like but still into your neck. “How about you and I go downstairs make food and then we can come right back up here?” You suggest, the puppy dog eyes are being thrown in your direction. “Are you sure?” Klaus asks like a shy kid in school. You hum and feel his arms loosen around your chest and waist.

As you walk towards the bedroom door waiting for your lover to follow sluggishly behind you. You can help but turn “Oh and Klaus I love you too baby.” With that your turn and leave the room bound for the kitchen and a plate in front of you.

Completed on: 02/28/23

Posted on: 03/06/23

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PLEASE POST THE ONE MILLION DOODLES YOU ARE SHY TO POST /pos 🙏

sure thang o7 here are some i made that i think are good enough to post. can you tell who my favorite merc to draw is

re: the last comic: i have way too many spy hcs. Way Too Many. anyway here’s (BLU) spy accidentally traumadumping on his teammates. is he Alright.

[hinamie]

hina... have you ever drawn nanami & yuji. pls i need to see them. my reluctant mentor and ray of sunshine. maybe eating together after a mission

cleaned up this request doodle from a while ago <3

[tofixtheshadows]

Id love to hear ur interpretation and analysis on falin! She’s one of my favorite characters and and I was wondering what ur thoughts on her are

Man, I struggle to think of anything I could say about Falin that others have not already said. But she's one of my favorite things about Dungeon Meshi too.

So much of the story revolves around Falin, and she's not even there. Tumblr loves to talk about haunting the narrative, but Falin might be one of the best examples of it ever put to page. She's dead. She's alive. She's dead. She's alive. She's alive but she's missing, she's alive but she isn't herself. She's dead but she might wake. She's dead but she's frozen in ice. She's alive but she's sleepwalking. They chase her ghost and they chase her body all through the story.

I think what Kui does with her is fascinating. Not just as character with a personality we can analyze, but as an object in a narrative- that's why I say she's one of my favorite things about the story, because I also mean it in a mechanical sense. As a writer, Kui's really good at misdirection- that is, setting you up to believe or expect something about a character or a plot, and then turning that on its head. It's most apparent with Kabru, but it works really well with Falin too.

Because the precious little sister is a very well known character archetype, right? So is the gentle healer. The heart of the party. The white mage girl. The damsel in distress. The martyr.

And this isn't a Laura Palmer situation, where we find out that beneath her wholesome surface there's something dark and troubled. No, Falin truly is a kind and gentle person. That isn't where the misdirection leads (and that, too, I think, is another misdirection- it's not "Plot twist, she isn't as nice as you thought!", which would almost be too easy).

The misdirection here is more about structure than about character (but also, yeah- a little about character).

What I mean is, with these archetypes firmly in mind, along with a whole other host of fantasy genre expectations, I think anyone who goes into Dungeon Meshi un-spoiled probably expects Falin's rescue to be an endgame event; at least on a subconscious level, where you're not really thinking about it but in the back of your head you're already stretching out the story to place Falin firmly in the distance. Fire breathing dragon at the bottom of the dungeon is perfect final boss material, right? Slay the dragon. Rescue the princess.

And Falin is the perfect prize in the traditional old school fantasy that the concept of the titular dungeon is a send-up to. Blonde (white), soft-spoken, sweet-natured, beloved by everyone. An angelic figure.

Maybe that's why Ryoko Kui gave her white wings.

It is sort of jarring when chapter 23 rolls around and it's already time to fight the red dragon. And it takes a few chapters, but they succeed. And then Falin's impossible resurrection succeeds. But by then you guess that this is not going to be the story you expected it to be.

I want to point out that Falin spends a lot of time getting, well, babied, post-resurrection. Marcille washes her in the bath, despite Falin stating that she's capable of washing herself. Marcille schools her about her mana use despite Falin demonstrating that she is not hurting for mana, and brushes aside Falin's explanations. Both Marcille and Laios refuse to actually tell her what happened. Laios scruffs up her hair like she's a little kid and scolds her for something she can't remember doing. Marcille explicitly calls her a little kid when Falin tries to talk about how much she's grown.

Of course I'm not saying that Laios was wrong to act like a big brother, or that Marcille shouldn't be worried about taking care of her shell-shocked friend in the bath. But the framing of it clearly shows a Falin who is struggling to be heard.

If you'd like to address the big gay elephant in the room while we're here, I want to state for the record that- whether you read her as gay or not -I think Marcille is completely oblivious during this. Because Falin is her little friend from school. Her best friend, yes, but also the young tallman student she, in her infinite elven wisdom, had to mentor and look after. Marcille has not yet accepted that Falin is an adult now, nor has she accepted that she, herself, is only barely past teenagerhood developmentally and is not nearly as mature as she believes. Of course she'd scrub Falin in the bath and fuss over her.

Falin, meanwhile, seems more than aware of her own adult body and the inappropriate way Marcille is treating it.

The mana-sharing scene is, I think, Falin trying to get a little of her own back. How do you like it, Marcille?

And she tries again in bed.

Maybe she's wondering if their relationship will change now that they're grown ups. If Marcille prefers her as a little girl, or at least as a woman who lets herself be guided like one; if Marcille will react badly if Falin keeps trying to assert herself. She also might be subtly trying to signal to Marcille that bed sharing, like bathing, carries a different weight to it when you do it as adults rather than as children.

With all this in mind, the decision to turn Falin from the precious prize they rescued into to the vicious dragon they have to slay, hits a lot harder.

Falin with a powerful, monstrous, destructive body. Falin, who couldn't even stand to cause people pain from using healing spells, slaughtering half a dozen people in brutal ways. And that's not her, she's being mind-controlled, but as an object in the story she has completely flipped. From damsel to threat.

And I love that she carries a little bit of that with her when she's resurrected again.

Because she's no longer the girl who's going to let herself be stifled by her brother's and her best friend's co-dependency, no matter how much she loves them. She's different now: stronger, eyes open, forging her own path instead of following in their wake. Falin is still going to come back to them again, but this time it won't be because they chased her. It'll be because they let her go.

[retquits]

would you ever consider drawing our queen elsie... please... 🥺🙏

i've actually been wanting to draw elsie for a long while - here's a wip 💎

[becca-e-barnes]

Ma’am, you are deviously incredible 🔥 We’re begging for an exploration of him saying “I love you” while fucking her like he doesn’t 🥹

My brain keeps picking up the storyline a few splendidly torturous hours in when her body’s completely spent & quivering & she’s a blubbering mess & that’s when he picks her up & takes his sweet time positioning her so she can limply yet eagerly watch their reflection has he finally gives her… exactly what her twitching body’s been craving. 🥵

I'm so glad you all enjoyed the thought of this as much as I did because I've been dying to expand on it 😵‍💫 (Part 1 here)

I like to imagine by that stage, he's absolutely desperate too though. He's got to feel your sweet little pussy clench and flutter around him, contracting so tight every time you cum that he swears it's going to be the end of him.

He's been too hard for too long, buried inside your body and he swears he's never felt you this wet or this hot before. It's been fucking luxurious, forcing you to cum against his fingers, feeling how your body's natural reaction is to coax him to drain his balls into you but that alone isn’t enough. He needs more than that.

He wouldn't admit it to you but he can't take any more. His balls feel like they're fizzing; overfull and beyond ready to flood your waiting, overstimulated body.

He arranges you gently, laying you on your front because he doesn't trust your trembling arms to support you. "That's it, good girl." He coos, hearing you whimper and sob pathetically because he needs to slip out of you to slide a pillow under your hips.

"You've made such a mess." He groans, taking a second to appreciate the delicious, inviting, slick little cunt he's about to indulge in. "You're dripping, sweetheart. God, I just know there's no way I'm going to be able to pull out."

His huge hands are gripping your hips and with one sharp, brutal thrust, he's back inside you and you both sob pathetically at the feeling of your bodies being joined again. This is exactly what you've needed but you don't have the words to tell him that. All you can do is whine and will your body not to cum again so soon.

"I meant. What I said earlier." He punctuates his sentence with soft groans, drawing back until he almost slips out of you before pounding back in.

He leans forward, tilting your chin up, making sure you can see the way he's fucking you in the mirror at the end of the bed.

"I love you. And I don't want you to forget that." He sounds sincere, one hand trailing up from the small of your back to right between your shoulder blades and then back down again. It feels intimate and tender but all that is forgotten by the very next thrust.

"I love you. But for now, you're just a mindless. Little. Drooling. Breedable. Cunt for me." He slows his thrusts down, determined not to cum so soon but it's going to be difficult to last until he gets the first couple of loads out of the way.

"Baby..." You whimper, feeling the tip of his cock nudge against your sweet spot, making you shake from overstimulation.

"I know sweetheart, I know. It's too much. But you're being so good for me. You're so perfect. How have no idea how you feel. So wet and warm and I can feel you fluttering around my cock. It's like you're trying to squeeze every last drop of cum out of me. Is that what you want? Because angel, I'll keep this delicious cunt stuffed full of load after load until I have nothing left to give you."

His thrusts are punishingly fast, thumping against your raised ass, half chasing his orgasm, half holding it back.

"And when I do, I'll remind you just how much I love you. And the baby I'm going to give you tonight."

With that thought, he can't stop himself from cumming, his dick twitching inside you as he shoots thick ropes of his seed right against your cervix. You're so cock-drunk you can only rut yourself millimetres back and forth but that's all you need to send yourself spiralling into another orgasm that leaves you trembling and sobbing.

"Fuck, you want that as much as I do, don't you?" He kisses the back of your neck, breathing you in while letting the euphoric rush subside. He notices he hasn't softened in the slightest despite such an intense orgasm but he knows he needs to be gentle with you for a moment before he can get any rougher.

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

so… how does autism even happen? they say “there’s only in increase in numbers because they have better ways to diagnose” but I’ve seen two, normal and brain healthy adults have severely autistic kids. not to be “that person” but I genuinely believe it could be due to over vaccinating or all the chemicals we consume in food and products on a daily basis.

so are they just using the better ways of diagnosing as an excuse to why autism is increasing so they don’t have to admit they’re poisoning us? is it really a true statement that the amount of people born with autism has stayed the same and it is just because of better diagnostics?

I just can’t comprehend how two healthy adults, with no familial history of autism or anything like it, is at all possible. it must be what we consume, because the amount of chemicals and bioengineered products we consume daily now is absolutely mind blowing. I could totally see how a mother consuming these things whilst pregnant, and before, could lead to her birthing a child with brain issues.

i’m not trying to be ignorant - I just think autism (severe case - can’t be touched, can’t speak, can’t regulate emotions..) is really really really hard to deal with, for the individual yes but also for the parents. I couldn’t imagine not being able to touch or talk to my child, and I would feel absolutely awful if I caused that by what I consumed.

id like to be a mother someday, I have no family history of autism, nor does my partner. but… I know my limits, and having an autistic child would be quite the battle for me. even though mine and my partners bloodline is clean, is it still a likely risk?

Before getting started: I am NOT going over something like this again, so please do NOT send questions like this.

Question 1:

so... how does autism even happen? they say "there's only in increase in numbers because they have better ways to diagnose" but l've seen two, normal and brain healthy adults have severely autistic kids. not to be "that person" but l genuinely believe it could be due to over vaccinating or all the chemicals we consume in food and products on a daily basis.

Answer: two healthy people can have an autistic child. The same way two healthy people can have Down syndrome. Autism itself is a neurodevelopment disorder that affects how we learn and communicate. These disorders affect both the brain and spinal cord. If you do some actual research, the autistic brain is actually a bit larger than a neurotypical one. We have a smaller amygdala however, which helps regulate emotions. That could explain the emotional dysregulation. This disorder literally affects how the brain works. It’s not the same as a neurotypical one. We’re called neurodivergent for a reason.

Question 2:

so are they just using the better ways of diagnosing as an excuse to why autism is increasing so they don't have to admit they're poisoning us? is it really a true statement that the amount of people born with autism has stayed the same and it is just because of better diagnostics?

Answer: Autism itself is a complex disorder and was barely understood years ago. There’s no sign that vaccines are raising. If it were, then mostly everybody would be autistic. But this is not this case.

Here’s an article about the “autism epidemic” as people like the call it:

Question 3:

I’m not going into this part, because this is where you start to get delusional. Like I said before, it’s a developmenttal disorder that ANYONE can have regardless of family history. Yes, Autism tends to run in families, but there can be some where autism doesn’t run in families. Anyone can have autism. It doesn’t matter if it runs in families or not.

We have gotten better with diagnostics because of our more advanced technology. Autism isn’t rising. We’re just getting better at diagnosing and understanding the disorder. It’s still unknown what exactly causes it or how it happens. Some say it’s environmental, others say it could be genetics.

Yes, autism can be hard and difficult to live with. And the fact that you are insinuating that you wouldn’t or like to have neurodivergent child, then you probably shouldn’t be a mother. I would love my child and take care of them, no matter the circumstances. Even if they couldn’t talk, that wouldn’t make me love them less.

Do some research, spend some time talking to autistic people and parents to see their experiences and thoughts. We’re human beings, just like you.

[2aceofspades]

For the injury/angst sketch prompts-

#15 with Casey Junior and Future Leo? :) Maybe F! Leo has to re-locate Casey’s dislocated shoulder or leg… And Leo doesn’t want to hurt him. :( Might come to the point that F! Donnie has to fill in cause Leo just can’t do it.

15.) "I can't. I just can't."

This one stumped me for ~reasons~ , but hopefully I did it justice in the end

TW: Eye Strain/Bright Colors, Blood/Injury

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[shepscapades]

YIPPEE!!! another opportunity to not shut up about the storytelling implications of a dbhc comic >:3 (with some of my favorite tags because y’all nailed this one down)

[darqx]

Do you have anymore drawings that we haven’t seen of Cain absolutely fucking up Rire? Idk about you but there’s something about Rire being put in his place by Cain that really makes makes my heart quiver 💥💳💥💳💥💳💥💳💥

I drew this to a Vengaboys compilation mix

[thewritersaddictions]

Random Thoughts Time:

I just wanted to let everyone know that for the month of March and April I will NOT be taking requests. Instead I will spend that time writing what current requests I have. You guys have been asking and requesting since December of last year (2022).

All of April will be dedicated to a new series I have started up. Eddie Munson: 2023. A futuristic world where Eddie instead falls into a new decade with a whole new set of rules to learn.

Remember trash-pandas 🦝 are lazy and that rule applies to me as well. I just wanted to give you guys some sort of schedule for the next few months.

Also 500 followers is coming up slowly but surely, I asked a few of you what you guys wanted to see. Steddie (37%) won that by 3%, with Steve Harrington (34%) right behind in 2nd place.

I will be doing another poll for what types of Steddie Fics you’d like to see. I want you guys to help me out with our 500 followers celebration. It’s not just about me it’s also about you guys, the people who make this whole writing journey possible. Please feel free to leave ideas in the comments in the tags or anywhere else or just dm me.

[heilos]

I keep getting multiple messages in a row about "When's the next Mystery Skulls video coming out" Can you please not? I've already answered this before and we have an open and unlocked patreon with monthly updates that get posted here as well.

[willgrahamscock]

Hey so is it a red flag if you’re a fat woman and you go on a date with a dude who says his favorite book is silence of the lambs (you know, where the serial killer specifically targeted bigger women), he works in healthcare and said he still has needles all over his apartment from when he was being trained and that it makes him “look like a serial killer” (his words), and his second date ideas include going to his apartment or hiking in the woods? Asking for a friend! 😃

Hi!!!!! I'm not joking please cut all ties with him in the safest way possible, I don't know your age but tell someone regardless.

Psa to everyone, trust your gut feeling if something feels off IT IS.

[unamusedyams]

if you still take requests can I have Ryuunosuke and Kazuma following behind Phoenix as ghosts trying to mess with him even though he can't see or hear them

This request has been in my inbox for so long that I forgot the part about messing with him as ghosts...whoops!

So let's just say they did plan for shenanigans, but caught Phoenix at a bad time and couldn't look away from The Horrors.

Part Two

[basilpaste]

You're genuinely not as kind or nice as you might think you are

no one is as good or as bad as they think they are, people are biased little creatures. i dont even think im particularly nice? im quick to anger and kind of petty.

but heres the thing: i try to be.

when someone puts the effort in to try to be decent to others, that reflects back on how others see them. something about that golden rule, huh? treat others how you want them to treat you.

maybe you could learn a thing or two about that !