#anon is NOT rusty

[deviouz]

thinking about leon kennedy and how he talks you through another orgasm and how he's just the softest dom - 🐀

i love love love gentle dom leon so much <3

“c’mon, sweetheart, you can give me one more, can’t you?”

his voice is gentle against your ear, evading your senses in such a way it has you feeling just the slightest bit overwhelmed by the sensation of it all. it was a stark contrast to the way his fingers pistoned in and out of your drooling cunt. it had been difficult to keep still after the second orgasm, and the third one had left leon with no choice but to keep your legs pried apart with his own. confusion plagued your mind, only managing to seep in passing waves amidst the rampant pleasure.

“leon, can’t,” your words were slurred as your body trembled, thighs trying their absolute hardest to clamp shut around his incessant hand. “too much, too much, please-!”

the soft coos and gentle shushing had you keening, eyes rolling back at the curl of skilled fingers, thumb unwavering against your swollen clit.

“you’re so good for me, so pretty,” leon grinned as he watched your back bow for the umpteenth time that night. your cries of ecstasy reverberated in the otherwise quiet room. as you came, body shuddering and writhing about in the comfort of his arms, leon eased you through the aftermath of your climax. chest heaving, your eyes finally slipped shut. your thoughts had finally cleared, coherency beginning to front itself once again.

“one more time?” leon’s hand went to rub at your thighs, taking pleasure in the way you canted into his touch. “let me see you cum on my cock, baby.”

[gatoiberico]

trying out a new brush

[calmparticles]

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[hungharrington]

jayy!! lately i’ve been thinking that steve really really likes it when you ride him. like yeah, he loves to see you on top but i feel like he loves the idea of you using him to get off yknow?? like he just wants to be your boy toy. doesn’t even care if he doesn’t cum, but gets SO WHINY and blushy when he does cause he just feels so so lucky to have you jump his bones🙌

UGH i need him like i need to BREATHE. need him to whine in my ears 24/7

-🍒

oh lawd. this one…. brain goes BRRRRRRR what did you PUT in this ask cherry…. does this fit the prompt? maybe 🤪 but it was written at work so have mercy on me

Of all the things Steve loves in the world, making you feel good? Top of the list.

That much is a given— with the fervor in which he’ll bury his face between your thighs, moans that vibrate against your cunt just right, his fingers digging into your thighs as his hips rut against the bed.

When he’s determined to pull an orgasm out of you with his hands, his darkened hazel eyes drinking in every moan, desperately flicking between your blissed out expression and his fingers pumping into your cunt, covered in your slick— all of it shows in the ache in his pants, in the breathy noises he makes when you tip over the edge.

So, you’re not at all surprised at what he says to you that night — take what you want.

You’re both tangled together, haphazardly draped across the bed— too entranced in the hot press of each others mouth to think about letting go, even as you had both staggered up the stairs and into the bedroom. It had been one charged dinner date, with one hand far too comfortable sneaking up your skirt go tease you.

Now, Steve lies beneath you and when you break away, panting, to work on the buttons of his dress shirt, he’s a fucking sight to behold. Chest heaving, face flushed so much it crawls down his neck, his eyes fix on you with such an intenseness that it makes you shiver.

His shirt has been driving you crazy all dinner, undone just enough to show a flash of chest hair. Now you work it open quickly, each button revealing a little more of his glorious tanned chest, sprinkled with hair. Lust drools through you. You rake one hand down it, fingernails pressing into his skin lightly and Steve groans.

“Okay, you need to get naked, like, right now,” His hands pair with his words, finding the edge of your shirt. He’s tugging it up and your arms go up to let him pull it from your frame. His insistance makes your grin.

“Funny how you can say that when you’re still wearing pants.” You bicker back, using your now free hands to work on his belt buckle.

Steve watches you for a moment, his tummy clenches when you palm at his bulge for a moment and his head rolling back onto the duvet. He makes a pained noise. His hands form fists at his sides — just for a moment, before he’s sliding them up your thighs.

They creep beneath your skirt, finding the elastic of your panties — then one of his hands shift forward, cupping your heat tightly. You moan at the same time Steve does, his hand pressing up against your clit perfectly. He shakes his head on the bed, his hair messing up against the sheets.

“I take it back,” He whines. His hands shoot down to overtake yours, shucking his pants down his thighs as best he can. Just the thin material of his boxers remains. “I don’t think I can wait, honey, I need— you can just- please,”

“Hey, hey, I got it, I got you,” You push his hands away and Steve melts. He grows still, only his hands twitching and his neck craned up to watch as you tug his boxers down.

His cock must be aching with the way it looks, all pretty and flushed in the head, crying just for you. You can’t help yourself, giving it a quick pump, rubbing the head with your thumb.

Steve keens loudly, his body growing taut, his head thrown back. A strangled whimper tears from his throat. “Ngh- please, oh fuck, pleasepleaseplease—“

You release his cock and Steve deflates a bit, panting loudly. Your skirt takes only a second to remove and it takes another to push your panties to the side, your knees straddling across his hips. Your core burns hotly, clenching in anticipation of being filled.

You make sure Steve is watching as you hold his cock, prepped to sink down — and he is. His face, still flushed with his eyes bright, is intent on watch your own.

It makes the heat in your gut flare hotter. Hot lust sparks beneath your skin as he keeps his gaze on you for as long as he can — your hot, wet cunt sinking down on him finally forcing his eyes closed.

“Fuck, fuck— shit, don’t move just yet,” The words pour from Steve’s mouth, his eyes screwed up and head thrown back. Your hands shift forward, planting on his chest and you give him a minute— revelling in the delicious stretch his cock gives you. Fuck, it never gets old.

You lean down and kiss the closest skin you can find, his collarbone. Steve smiles, eyes still closed. His hands shift off the sheets, trailing from your thighs, your hips, up your ticklish sides, until he finds your face. His thumbs stroke over your cheeks delicately and when he pulls you closer, you follow without hesitance.

He kisses your lips, soft and sweet, and then murmurs against them. “Take what you want, baby.”

A little whine creeps out your mouth at his words and your hips follow without thinking, beginning to rock gently. A dose of lust licks up your spine and you sigh prettily.

Steve’s face shudders, pleasure rippling across his features and his eyes slip shut. His mouth drops open a little bit, the smallest noise escaping, his cheeks almost as pink as his lips. His eyes crinkle open, watching you closely.

“Ye- yeah, that’s it.” Steve manages to murmur. His hands haven’t left your face, still gently holding either side as you roll your hips back, slow and sensual. “Good girl.”

A gasp pushes past your lips and this time when you rock back, it’s a little more desperate. Steve moans, voice drenched in desire, and his hands fall from your face to grip the sheets. You lean on his chest further, your thighs aching deliciously as you fuck yourself on his cock— up and down, faster and faster.

“Steve,” you mewl out. It’s instinct to reach for him, to call out for him and in response, you feel the buck of his hips, pressing him deeper within you. Steve whimpers.

“You got it, honey,” He assures, voice more and more breathy. “Doing so good.”

There’s a soft squelch as you work yourself down on him, a coil of pleasure beginning to tighten up in your tummy. You feel a fiery warmth beneath your skin that spikes with every movement you make.

One of Steve’s hands comes up to cover your own, holding it tight to his chest — right over his heart and he lets the other nudge your face back to facing him. You hadn’t realised how it had begun to tilt forward, lost in your own pleasure.

“Mhm, fu- fuck, that’s my girl,” Steve whispers. You shift up to change the angle and when you fuck back down, you moan loudly — Steve writhing beneath you to contain himself from fucking up into you. You, however, show him no mercy.

“God,” Steve whines loudly. His breathes are coming out with little whimpers now. “That’s—that’s it— just fuckin’ take what you need. Take it, take it from me, baby.”

Your cunt gushes and you whimper — and you do just that.

[glassofpumpkinjuice]

crazy train cover

(fort worth 3/7/24)

[a-chaotic-dumbass]

can you draw sansa? 🙏

sansa stark propaganda?? on MY page?? more likely than u think

rqs r open on this blog and art sideblog @snoozingfae✨

[charcubed]

wait I'm sorry I just got kicked in the face. There's gonna be more sherlock?

LMFAAAOOO

Okay so. Yes because real ones know that that's always been the case!!

Here's a list of some of the ancient lore quotes from Mofftiss about the 5 season arc:

"instant series commission, a guaranteed 2nd series, a cuddle, a guaranteed 3rd series, and a whispered invitation back to 'my place' (where I'll explain that really I've got a 5-series arc in mind, & a spin-off)" –Moffat, 2009 (one year before Sherlock)

"Having started off with Sherlock and John much younger men than they are usually presented, it would be rather lovely to keep going. I love the idea of them being in their 50's and still doing it." Mark Gatiss, 2013

“…we just got out of the rain and sat at the top of the [Sherlock] production bus… and we just started plotting out what we could do in the future. And we plotted out the whole of series four and five.” –Moffat, 2014

Moffat: "We've had the most sketchy discussions on what we'd do." Mark: "We have an idea for season five on a Post-it note. That's as far as we've got. Unless I'm lying?" –2016

Moffat: "Thank you for showing more patience than any other fandom in history." Mark: "Stay tuned!" 2020, celebrating the 10-year anniversary

Those are just the quotes I have on hand right now, of course, but I do enjoy trotting them out lmao.

And yeah, after s4, basically Moffat or Mark or Sue Vertue all pop up in press every now and then to essentially publicly say "yeah we'd love to make more Sherlock but it's so hard to get ahold of Benedict and Martin :/ someday!" and everyone on the internet goes "OH MY GOD SHERLOCK IS COMING BACK???" and those of us who have been here the entire time are like "yes. it's a matter of when, not if" looollll. (There was an article with quotes by Sue a few days ago so that's why everyone is discussing it again.)

Of course, quotes by the creators (who are also notorious liars) are arguably not what matters most. The biggest evidence that there will be more Sherlock is the fact that the show indicates a 5-season arc and always has. Lowest hanging fruit: "The Five Pips" of The Great Game, for example.

But! Required reading: I humbly direct you to this post by the brilliant @devoursjohnlock. It continues to be my favorite summary about what this show is doing, as a queer story that acts as a queer adaptation/interpretation of Arthur Conan Doyle's work to bring the subtext of the original stories to light as text – amongst other things. And it talks about how/why the story remains unresolved.

Aaaaand I also direct you to this post by @bisexualmindcabin explaining how/why there may be a 10 year gap before s5 – a.k.a. just like Arthur Conan Doyle brought Sherlock Holmes back 10 years after killing him, if Mofftiss wanted to recreate that, they'd possibly aim to bring the show back 10 years after "killing" it.

SO YEAH

TL;DR: THERE'S GONNA BE MORE SHERLOCK

eventually

[misc-obeyme]

Dearest CC, I have fallen victim to the Mammon x Barb agenda and now I crave a Greed sandwich. Might I submit an ask for a bottom!reader who asks Barbatos to teach them how to dom with Mammon?(I'm picturing established poly relationship if that helps?)

Thank you, and no rush!

- 🥧 anon P.S.: This is all your fault.

Well hello there, 🥧 anon~

I must apologize for the length of time it took me to get to this, but I'm finally here with the Greed sandwich!

I have to say, I'm pleased to know that someone else has been enjoying macaron because I still have so many ideas for it hee hee! I take full responsibility for it~

Anyway, halfway through writing this I realized I've never actually written a threesome before, so I was kinda like what am I doing?? But hopefully it still turned out okay!

Barbatos x MC x Mammon

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: threesome, dom!Barb, sub!Mammon, collar, restraints, the tail's involved obviously, demon forms, praise, fingering and penetration (reader receiving), uh um I think that's it?

There was a tension in the air. It sizzled between the three of you like the desert on a summer's day. Oppressive, all encompassing, making you sweat. The stare that Barbatos was giving Mammon made your stomach flip. It was a mixture of exasperation, fondness, and mischief.

The table was set for tea, everything laid out perfectly as it always was. Plates of perfectly made pastries and steaming cups of a subtly flavored floral brew were spread out before you. There was even a lovely centerpiece in the middle of the table.

Barbatos had just set down his D.D.D.

Mammon looked like he was about to spontaneously combust.

This was a fairly common occurrence, which meant that you knew exactly what was happening. Barbatos had just been informed about some scheme Mammon had pulled at RAD to make money and now Mammon was sweating bullets.

"I hear the cookies Luke made in home economics were being sold for exorbitant amounts of Grimm at RAD this morning," Barbatos said casually.

Mammon folded his arms. "I gave half of it to the Chihuahua!"

"Hmm." Barbatos tilted his head. "How benevolent of you. However, as you well know, it is against the rules to sell the baked goods from any home economics class."

Because you knew that rule only existed to prevent Mammon from gouging the students, you had to cover a laugh with a cough.

"All right, all right," Mammon said. "Whaddaya want me to do? Give all the money back?"

"That would be a good place to begin," Barbatos said. "Be sure to pay for the amount you gave to Luke from your own pocket."

Mammon groaned. "Man, why do ya gotta be such a stickler, huh?"

"It is simply because you never learn your lesson," Barbatos said. He smiled and it was slightly ominous. The tension ramped up a bit. "What do you think, MC? Is there perhaps something different we could do to enable Mammon to change his ways?"

You had been waiting for this cue. You grinned. "Oh, I can think of something."

Barbatos met your eyes and the normally peaceful teal was lit with the flame of a desire that made your stomach flutter. "What do you suggest?"

You blushed, almost having to look away, but you managed to hold his gaze. "Actually, do you think you could teach me?"

You couldn't bring yourself to say exactly what you meant, but you knew you didn't need to. Barbatos understood you without further context.

"H-hang on, MC," Mammon protested.

"Certainly," Barbatos said, as though Mammon hadn't said anything. "It would be my pleasure."

And that was how you had ended up in Barbatos's room with Mammon in front of you and Barbatos behind you, your heart racing and your stomach tumbling.

Mammon was on his knees, a black leather collar around his neck, a silky black ribbon tying his wrists behind his back, and nothing else. He was looking up at you with desperate eyes, his mouth open, his body straining. He was panting a little and occasional soft whimpers escaped him.

Barbatos was standing behind you, a hand on your waist, his lips by your ear. He was fully clothed, as were you, but his presence so close to you was distracting. You tried to listen to the instructions he whispered in your ear, to focus on what he was telling you rather than how he was making you shiver.

You ran your fingertips down Mammon’s cheek, letting them trace the edges of his lips and the line of his jaw. He leaned into your touch, eyes fluttering closed, shaking with need. You pulled your hand away to tuck your fingers into the collar, yanking it forward suddenly and tipping him off balance. He didn't fall, instead sucking in a breath as his knees shifted on the stone floor.

There was a slight shift behind you and suddenly you felt Barbatos's tail wrapping around one of your thighs. You had been following his directions, of course, but seeing you do it seemed to make him lose control of himself just a little.

You lifted your other hand and pressed your fingers against Mammon's lips. He opened his mouth readily, letting you push them inside. He moaned around them, leaning forward.

Barbatos's hand twitched against your waist.

"You're doing so well, MC," he whispered in your ear.

You nearly fell to your knees with Mammon. But instead you pulled in a deep breath and tugged up on Mammon's collar, causing him to stand before you. You took your fingers out of his mouth, making him whine.

"Oh?" you asked softly. "Do you miss my fingers in your mouth?"

"Please, MC," Mammon whimpered.

You tugged him closer to you using the collar. "Isn't this supposed to be a punishment?" you asked. "I can't just let you have whatever you want so easily."

Barbatos actually chuckled in amusement behind you. His tail left your leg and ran its tips down Mammon's bare chest. He whined again.

"Don't ya think I've been through enough?" he asked hoarsely. You had indeed already been edging him for quite some time.

"I suppose you feel we've been teasing you for too long," Barbatos said. "But you see, MC. You mustn't give in too soon. No matter how much he begs, you are the one in control."

Mammon closed his eyes. His face was flushed and his erection was prominently leaking. "C'mon, MC," he said. "Ya want it, too, don't ya? You wanna give in."

"Hold your ground, MC," Barbatos said quietly in your ear.

You were feeling a little dizzy. With Mammon flushed and begging before you and Barbatos speaking slowly and steadily behind you, his slight movements giving away his own desire, you thought you were the one who couldn't last much longer.

Barbatos seemed to understand this, though. You weren't really suited to this role, after all. It was fun, for him to direct you like this. But in the end, he knew what you wanted.

While you held onto Mammon's collar, Barbatos began to undress you. For the brief moment you had to let go of the collar so he could remove your shirt, Barbatos held it himself with his tail. Mammon looked dazed as he watched, his hands twitching where they were tied behind him. His eyes kept flicking between you and Barbatos's tail.

Once you had been freed of all your clothing, you felt Barbatos's lips on your neck, gently leaving a soft trail of kisses along it and down your shoulder. You gasped, reaching out to pull Mammon even closer, feeling his body pressed against yours, your hands flat against his chest. Mammon moaned as your hands moved across him.

Barbatos's tail had moved from Mammon's collar to his cock, where it stroked him oh so slowly, pulling desperate whimpers from him. You reached around to untie his hands so he could steady himself. They went straight to your hips, holding on for dear life, his body leaning into you even more as he needed your support to keep standing.

While this was happening, Barbatos's hands were moving across your skin before his fingers entered your waiting hole. It was already spasming, but now it contracted around him.

You were finding it difficult to remain standing, too, but somehow you and Mammon managed to hold each other up. You couldn't see Barbatos, but you were sure he was completely composed as he always was.

You moaned deeply as he replaced his fingers with his cock. He must have removed just enough of his own clothing to do it. You felt Mammon's cock jump where it was pressed against you, his reaction to hearing your own pleasure. His mouth found your nipples and Barbatos continued to kiss along your neck and jaw.

You could feel Barbatos's tail still moving sluggishly between you and Mammon, likely still wrapped around the latter's cock. The way it moved so precisely caught your attention just before one of the tips began to stroke your already pulsing arousal. You cried out in response to this stimulation as Barbatos moved behind you, his cock picking up speed along with his tail, stroking both you and Mammon at the same time.

Mammon burst into demon form, as though the feelings were so intense he couldn't help himself. His wings wrapped around both you and Barbatos, his lips and tongue still focused on your nipples, though he was whining and panting around them.

Barbatos seemed to have everything under control, but you could still hear his ragged breathing in your ear, even the soft moans that escaped him.

Mammon came first, his cum exploding between your bodies and dripping down Barbatos's tail. His hands gripped your hips hard, nearly causing you to fall over, but somehow Barbatos kept you steady.

You were next as Barbatos's tail sped up significantly and his cock hit deep inside you over and over. The orgasm washed over you, your fingernails scratching down Mammon's back above and then between his wings.

And then you felt the warmth of Barbatos's cum inside you as he came last, his tail finally slowly down.

The three of you stood there for a long moment, covered in each other's cum and gasping for air.

Mammon moaned and leaned his head on your shoulder to look behind you at Barbatos.

"You're ruthless, ya know that?" he said, his voice low with the edges of sleepiness to it.

You heard the smirk in Barbatos's voice. "I fear this is only the beginning," he said.

Mammon shuddered against you. "Ya think I can't take more?"

You snorted. "Don't try to bluster like that, you'll only get yourself into more trouble."

"Aww, c'mon, MC," Mammon said, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you into him. He seemed to have gained some of his strength back. "Don't ya know I can handle anythin' this guy dishes out?"

"Anything, you say?" Barbatos asked from behind you, his own arms wrapped around your stomach above Mammon's.

"Mammon," you said, a warning in your tone. You knew he was pushing it.

"I ain't ever backin' down," Mammon said.

"It seems you have yet to learn the lesson we were trying to teach you," Barbatos said with mock disappointment in his voice.

You giggled. "I mean, I wouldn't be opposed to trying again. You still have so much to teach me, Barbatos."

You caught Mammon's eyes, which were glittering with anticipation. Barbatos moved so he was standing beside you, one arm around your back and the other now around Mammon. His own expression was surprisingly open, full of a flirtatious desire that made your heart flip.

"Shall I continue the lesson, then?" he asked.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[judeswhore]

uhm hi😳😳

u also sort of having a little crush on him too but you’ve been friends for so long that ur well aware of his reputation and you’ve had a front row seat to his revolving door of girls so u really don’t wna put urself in a situation where he can hurt u despite knowing that he has some kind of feelings for u. so ur always keeping that little bit of a distance between u, flirting but not letting it go too far, making it very clear that ur just friends by talking abt other guys ur seeing or bringing up girls he’s seeing. and it drives jude mad bc he wants u and he doesn’t really understand why the two of u can’t work out bc he can see there’s something there between u but ur constantly putting a little barrier up. so he’s just having to stick to being a love sick puppy, always asking abt u, always complimenting u, constantly trying to sit near u whenever ur out and being moody if u don’t join ur friends. who think it’s absolutely hilarious that he’s so smitten but u won’t do anything so they’re always torturing him abt how unlucky he is and how eventually he’s gna have to move on.

but the two of u end up on the same night out in the same club but with different groups of friends and without the supervision of ur normal group and somehow ur harmless flirting leads to making out in a dark corner which leads to jude half begging u to go home with him and he just looks so good and his hands feel incredible and all u can think abt is finally scratching that itch. and in ur head its okay bc it’ll happen once and u can get it out of ur system and ur friends won’t ever have to know bc they’re not even there. so u end up going home with him and it’s honestly the best sex of ur life bc jude actually cares abt u so he’s so attentive to ur needs and makes sure ur feeling good the whole time (he gives u more orgasms than you’ve ever had until ur quite literally crying and shaking from the pleasure) and its so strangely intimate and actually kind of perfect but when u wake up the next morning ur hit with a wave of embarrassment and worry over the whole thing bc this is jude and you’d promised urself you’d never go there with him bc it wasn’t worth the hurt down the line.

so ur asking him to keep it quiet and pretend it never happened, telling him it won’t happen again and that he can’t tell ur friends bc it’s really not something u want them to know. and ofc jude is agreeing despite the fact he’s quite disappointed and hurt that ur just gna leave it as a one night stand but he’s so stupidly in love with u that if that’s what u want ofc he’s gna respect it bc he really doesn’t wna ruin ur friendship. and things go back to normal for a little while and u manage to act like nothing happened until all of ur friends are out one night but u couldn’t make it and jude has one too many shots and starts moping again that ur not there and somehow that leads to him spilling his guts abt what happened to the guys and he’s going on abt how amazing it was and how it was the best night of his life and that ur just incredible and he can’t believe he won’t get to sleep with u again and he doesn’t mean it in a gross way and he doesn’t mean to disrespect ur wishes but he just couldn’t help himself and now that little bit of information spreads to ur girlfriends who confront u abt it and u can’t believe jude wld do that to u.

going out as a group the next day and the tension is obvious and u can’t just let it go bc ur fuming that jude has gone and bragged abt getting with u and u feel like shit that he’s one of ur closest friends and he’s treated u like this. so ur following him into the bathroom to ask wtf he’s playing at and u end up having this huge fight bc ur accusing him of being like every other guy and saying this is exactly why u never acted on ur feelings bc u knew he’d let u down and you’d just be like another number to him and jude is just so confused but feels so bad bc that’s not what he wanted and he never meant for it to come out the way he did but he couldn’t help himself when he’s so into u. he’s just letting u rant at him for a while before he’s having to literally cover ur mouth w his hand to get u to shut up and listen to him while he explains and even as he’s explaining he’s telling u he knows it’s not an excuse but u literally drive him crazy and he had to tell his best friend that he finally got w the girl of his dreams and he’s giving u this big love confession that stuns u to the spot bc u knew he liked u but not to this extent and now it’s starting to feel a little silly that you’ve been avoiding ur feelings and not letting him in

this whole situation leading to u finally letting him take u on a date and when ur friends find out abt that they’re all sort of breathing a sigh of relief bc they don’t have to put up w jude being lovesick anymore

[vaard]

Same anon as a while back about the alternate race Vaard art. I hadn't realised their was also a Lightforged one too until I stumbled on the pic today. So cool how different he felt even though he was still a Draenei. Your art is always brilliant.

Thanks, anon! Vaard being mistaken as Lightforged comes up a lot, it's the most asked question and ask I've gotten since Legion.

It definitely makes him look so different. It's such a different vibe from normal Vaard. The one Lightforged Vaard I drew for a prompt was 8 years ago, hard to believe, so I figured it's time for an updated one!

[tonyage]

rusty downloads candy crush in an attempt to seduce vulnerable widows but actually just ends up getting addicted and spends several thousand dollars on powerups

does a prompt ever just capture you

[theanonymousclown]

Woe!! Human Warrior Cats be upon ye!

Idk if any of you remember but a while ago I posted a TikTok of this AU. Anyway it takes place in the 1930s and instead of Clans they’re gangs, simple conversion.

In the drawings above we’ve got Spottedleaf (Dottie Roth), Yellowfang (Hester Goldenrod), Redtail (Russet Roth), Lionheart (Richard Loewe), Bluestar (Marilee Diane) Greypaw (Lloyd Greyson) and… Rusty. Just Rusty, his name’s Rusty.

I’m gonna try and post Scourge next, this human AU has a partially different storyline than canon and Scourge (Or, rather, Asterix “The Scourge” Corcoran) is a big part of it!

[moonsun2010]

Stumbled upon your blog by chance and it is SUCH A DELIGHT!!!! I’m new to Dracula daily and love the illustrations :3

hehe thank you so much!! I meant to answer this WAY earlier with a drawing but was going on a trip and couldnt find time to draw properly 😭 finally back so heres the quick doodle I meant to post...

[rvengefulobster]

Anyone else think this line was a bit strange?

[rustylakeconfessions]

Theory: Laura will be the next lady of the lake and Dale will be the next ruler. I think every lady of the lake is a person who was wronged by the ruler in one way or another and the ruler is now haunted by their actions towards them

Hear me out, the first lady of the lake was Caroline Eilander, and the 'ruler' of the lake (as far as we know) was Nicholas Eilander, Caroline's husband who burned her at the stake after she saved Jakob. Caroline's corrupted soul then makes Paradise go through the 10 Plagues of Egypt (or atleast lets it happen) and makes sure Nicholas and the rest of the family can't reach her memories. She was wronged by Nicholas, and she makes him pay.

Elizabeth Eilander is the next lady of the lake (the lady of the lake wears the same dress as Ms. Pheasant, Elizabeth's animal form) and was the sister of Jakob (who would become Mr. Owl). Jakob was able to escape Paradise when he was a child with Caroline's help but Elizabeth was still trapped. When Jakob returns to Paradise, Elizabeth is the most willing to help Jakob and treats him like a brother instead of a servant, unlike the rest of the family. Jakob feels guilty for being the one to escape and not her, and that guilt haunts him.

And then comes Dale and Laura. It seems like the games have been propping Dale as the next ruler of the lake pretty heavily, but Laura I'd also a contender for that position. If my theory is correct, Dale will in fact become the ruler and Laura will become the lady of the lake. Dale never got justice for Laura and never truly solved her 'murder', his plan ever since he first got Case 23. Now that he's stuck in this lake business, I doubt he'd have any way to tell people the truth about Laura's cause of death. Who would believe him when he says he saw bird people and cubes that held memories?

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As is per tradition, I will be drawing Firestar every day from November 1st to November 7th to celebrate @arqueervist 's birthday!

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