#atleast its animal crossing

[sleep-nurse]

done

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THEY TURNED ME INTO A CAT MAID TOO NOW????????????????

[yesihaveaobsession]

The Books

Alastor x female reader (others mentioned)

Summary: The reader (you) was a supernatural hunter(ess) back when you were alive on Earth, and so you decided to show everyone God aka Chucks books.

A/N- this was so fun. I love written a mini crossover . Let me know if you want more supernatural x hazbin hotel

You hunted when you were alive and back on earth, and that was not deer hunting and / or ducking hunting. It was hunting that was life risking, anxiety pumping through you, and most of all, fear You hunted supernatural creatures. You name it, you hunted it.

You somehow ended up in this weird and odd hell, but became great friends especially with The Radio Demon, Alastor. He enjoyed hearing all your hunting stories. But today you wanted to show everyone something that was oddly terrifying for you atleast. Chucks Books.

You gathered everyone in the lobby, and you held up an old, weathered book. Its viver was faded, and only the title was unmistakable. "Supernatural." Confused filled Charlie as she asked. "What's that?" Her eyes wide with interest.

"This." You began. "Is one of God's books. Or as I knew him as Chuck." You looked around, the room silent until Angel Dust scoffed, but his curiosity got the best of him like everyone else. "God wrote a book? Like a freakin' bestseller or somethin'?" His hand gestures were flowly and animated, and he talked slow to get every detail in.

You smiled. "More than just a bestseller. Chuck wrote everything that happened in the universe. This book, and others like it, detailed the lives of two brothers and close friends of mine, Sam and Dean Winchester, who hunted supernatural creatures. Just like I did." You said, looking at the book and feeling a shiver down your spine. All those memories flown back, which soon disappeared when you looked around the room again.

Vaggie then crossed her arms, skeptical. Understandable, she seemed to have trust issues, and you were still new and throwing out this outlandish information that sadly was true. "And you expect us to believe that God was some kind of author?"

You let out a sigh, "Believe it or not," you replied flipping through the pages. "These books were like prophecies, everything written in them came true."

Alastors' eyes widened. "Fascinating! And you say this Chuck wrote your life as well?"

Your gaze met the Radio Demons, you weren't sure if he noticed your blush but you then said, "in a way yes. Every hunt, every death, every encounter with the Supernatural- it was all part of his grand narrative."

Charlie was on the edge of her seat, leaning in closer, her excitement peaked. "So, you knew about Heaven and Hell and all of this when you were alive?"

"More than you'd beileve, I hunted creatures that would make even some demons here nervous. Angel's, Demons, monsters- you name it." You said closing the book.

Angel Dust leans back in his seat, golding his arms behind his head. "So, what's next, Supernatural Girl? Are you gonna tell us how it all ends?" You smiled. "Not even Chuck wrote an ending for that story. But as for us? We're writing our own tale down here."

Alastor was very much interested which excited you because back then you didn't laugh at it when it happened but now that you are looking back at it, these sinners are learning and it makes you laugh about how crazy it sounds.

The room fell into crickets and Alastors smile never seemed to unwaver, everyones mind started to think. You looked over at Alastor and he looked back over at you.

Oh, how you were interesting, and he wanted to know everything about you.

[girlnextvore]

OC Deep Dive - Rosa Núñez

What common/uncommon fear do they have?

In life Rosa feared commitment very very deeply but was in a cycle of doing NOTHING about it. She dated the girl her parents picked out for her (as a man at that point) and was even ready to propose cause her dad said it was time

In her vampire life Rosa fears killing on accident very deeply, she sees it as the final showing she is no longer her own person. She also has a fear of deep water. And being seen as "replaceable"

Do they have any pet peeves?

SHE HATES BEING TALKED DOWN TO. And she hates getting attitude when trying to help.

She dislikes people who can not see the deeper meaning in things like art. She gets super angry when someone picks a flower with no purpose for it. She also hates those who attack the insecurities of others.

Also dirty nails. As a gardener and botanist she is always making sure her nails are clean.

What are three items you can find in their bedroom?

You would find ALOT of plants but mostly Holy Ghost ORchids as its what she needs for her bane to sleep. She has them usually put around her bed and some physically on her bed. ALso other plants hanging above her bed

You would see ALOT of really cute vintage platforms, its one of the few luxuries she loves. She loves a cute platform knee high boot more then anything

The portrait of her and her wife that is in a frame made of human bone.

What do they notice first in a person?

Face shape, like literally how their flesh hangs on their skull. She loves interesting facial shapes, after that is smell. She is very into the scent of a person so she tries and places it quickly.

If its a more business or serious setting its how someone speaks. She will ignore physical looks and smell to HEAR you, she believes so much of how someone is is the way they speak to someone and use their voice.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance?

This is complicated.

Physically: I will say her tolerance for Physical pain is FAIRLY HIGH. She is a Koldun and alot of her sorcery requires her to do BIG AMOUNTS of damage to herself and even sometimes with fire. She takes it in stride pretty well. Also her and her wife get into "Freaky shit" So I am going to give her like a 8 out of 10. I will say however even if she can HANDLE IT her body will give out alot sooner then her mind will

Mentally: If its anyone thats NOT her wife like a 8. If its Alezya like a fucking 3 if THAT. Her Resolve is her highest stat but it just doesn't matter when its Alezya she knows how to really get in there deep

Emotionally: Basically the same thing as mentally. Like a 7 but when its Alezya it knocks it down to like a 5.

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? (Or freeze or fawn?)

Oh its actually flight. Very rarely does the "pressure" get to her but when it does she fucking leaves. ITS HER WORST TRAIT, She is really tough and will stand by you but if it ever gets TRULY HARD on her she might run

What animal represents them best?

So I usually use a weeping Willow to represent her like even in my mind her Beast is a old and scary tree. But if I had to use an animal.

I think the pfeffer Cuttlefish. Its cute and its rare to run into it but it can kill and it kills so easily. Even without wanting to do it. Also the other worldly nature of it works perfectly for her.

How would a stranger likely describe them?

"Extremely beautiful and kind (She has the 4 dot looks merit)" Very much feels and looks as if she is wise beyond her years. Even has a motherly vibe for a woman so "young"

I think once she speaks to them it shifts to "Beautiful but also strange. She almost looks sad under that smile"

Do they have any hobbies?

Oh Rosa's main hobbie is botany and cross pollinating plants. She also enjoys sewing every so often and other artist things. She presses flowers and also designed 90% of her own tattoos.

Besides that she has been trying to catch up on music so she listens to atleast 100 new songs a week. There is also Koldunism but she doesn't consider that a hobby anymore since she is a fairly accomplished Koldun at this point in her unlife

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Thank you @aztarion for tagging me! I alrady did it once but this was a good excuse to do it again for Rosa!!!!

I already tagged a fair bit of people last time but ill tag @eric-the-bmo @rhiannon42 NO PRESSURE if you dont wanna do it!

[stardewthoughts]

blue chickens

ok, so let me preface this with, i'm no chicken expert nor biologist, this is just something i find fascinating and i'm still a biology nerd just not employed for it lol

ok so first of all, lets lay out some facts, shane who for a majority of his time in stardew valley has been depressed and highly alcohol dependant, while working a dead end job in a soul crushing company, managed to breed chickens with not only an unusual colour but unusual physical traits, seen in functionally no other hens. that is both objectively impressive and kinda insane, but when broken down its much more impressive

firstly, creating a new breed of anything takes years and a lot of patience, on average it takes 5-7 generations to have chickens breed true (reproduce creating offspring with the same traits as them) without setbacks and on average one generation would take 6-7 months, which would mean roughly 4 years of work

on top of the time it would take, shane would have to have a very good grasp on genetics, to realize what combinations would produce whatever outcome he wants, and while he likely discovered a mutation in the colour pigment that he took advantage of, he'd still have to meticulously plan pairings and keep track of genetics and generations, trying to avoid major inbreeding while keeping the blue gene dominant in the gene pool.

but there's one thing off, true blue pigment is extremely rare in animals, with only one known species producing it, Obrina Olivewing butterfly. so how the hell could the chickens be blue?

its quite simple, Rayleigh scattering

(definition)

-Rayleigh scattering refers to the scattering of light off of the molecules of the air, and can be extended to scattering from particles up to about a tenth of the wavelength of the light. It is Rayleigh scattering off the molecules of the air which gives us the blue sky

its rayleigh scattering that also causes blue jays to be blue, seeing as the predominant pigment in their feathers is melanin making them truly brown/black in colour. ironically real world blue chickens aren't really blue, the blue genes are more of a dilution gene for black pigment

now i'm not knowledgeable enough to tell you how to make a blue chicken but my hypothesis would be a mutation/modification in feathers(possibly naturally iridescent feathers) that caused more blue to reflect, this mutation being bred through the lines, being crossed bac to produce more blue, till the chickens became solid blue.

on top of the strange color, these hens have also developed more rooster like tails, this being much simpler to explain, likely being a mutation causing increased feather growth akin to a rooster, within hens

this shows how much work and dedication shane put into his hens, and is one of the reasons he's my favourite characters, this man, who likely (to me atleast) has no science background, managed to create chickens defying what was believed to be the barrier of poultry colouration

[transiently-translucent]

Looks at your ask box: “ ask me the meaning of life. ”

So, *proceeds to ask you the meaning of life* what is the meaning of life?

in a single word: procreation

and if expanded i couldn't write all about it even if i started now and didnt stop until i died

but in brief, humans are .... like any other animal, just evolution doing its thing given all the years on earth, all that we have different to them is that we lucked out (kinda) on the evolution bingo game with our brains ending up getting evolved past a certain point, enough so that we can now think about everything better than other animals, but by no means perfectly. So the first lesson is humility and that time reigns supreme , to understand that we are nothing against the passage of time, as proven by the deaths of every living creature that has ever come to exist on this planet atleast until we all learn to band together stronger and face genuine problems by first educating ourselves and then utilising our greatest strength, the strength in numbers. (take that nihilism)

everything from our emotions to our perception to our strengths to our problems (like the issues faced in the working of society) is a result of us evolving a brain which is capable of thinking understanding and resolving ideas way faster than natural evolution.(I could expand upon this fact itself endlessly but I don't know if a Tumblr post is supposed to be tens of thousands of words long so we keeping that idea for later,hopefully i publish a book on this before i die with all my thoughts but tangent aside)

So the second lesson is to think.

Thinking things thoroughly and making sure to not accept an outlandish idea until you actually get to a simple conclusion.

from these two we can derive another which is to always cross reference and to never take ideas for granted and infact another endless such lessons which hopefully i write about someday.

with these two lessons we approach the timeless question of what the meaning of life is. Applying the first rule we learn to disregard believes that we mean something extraordinarily high, no, no single person is more special than another and after further thinking as per the second lesson i reached multiple conclusion of my own which after cross referencing and applying pseudointellectualism a thought process of remembering what humans are at a base level and why society works as it does now, the simple conclusion was reached that at the end of the day we live to survive and ensure that there come after us more humans who can survive as a way to prove that our genetic lottery win was really as big as it seems.

p.s

thanks for the ask, and sorry that i cant expand on all these topics at this time, i wish every reader inner peace from all the complicated thoughts in our head and i invite you to learn to understand our inner demons and infact understand why those demons exist in the first place, now that the meaning of life is out of the way i can try to answer more human questions like the role emotions play in our life, how not thinking for oneself allows people to (for their own benefit) use you more than you think and infact questions like why people step on other people in the first place? (spoilers: the answer lies on evolutions biggest feature in all of us which is ofcourse how we wish to survive above all else and now that as a society primal survival is not like it was for cavemen, our brains adapted weirdly) or why we feel happy with simple things like getting a like on your elaborate Tumblr post (wink wink) (please do that) and how that is also a problem caused by our brains evolving faster than evolution could catch up

[tiredistic]

“Mix Up”

Warnings: D slur, language, homophobia, toxicity

Pairings: Rejanis(24)

Summary: Janis leaves undisclosed dark magic in her garage while she's away.. Trouble strikes and summons unwanted guests..

A/n: Remember that one time where I said, "I got the dumbest fanfic idea ever?" hey, this is the fic. When I tell you my thumbs became a mind of their own when typing 95% of this like its crazy. Anyway, if you want more on this lmk bc I personally find it silly.

"Hey.. Janis wha.. whatcha got there...?" Cady inquired coming through the side door, peering over the girl at a safe distance.

"dark magic." Janis smiled, watching the substance move around on her table.

"Right... So are you ready to go?"

"Oh! That's right I completely lost track of time! Yeah let's go!"

"Your just gonna leave that there?"

"..yeah," Janis paused, looking at it like it was a animal, "nobody is coming today anyway, my parents are out of town."

"Grool!" Cady paused after actually processing it, "..should I be questioning why you have dark magic..?"

".."

"Your right."

~~

Cady and Janis practically spent all day shopping at every store that caught their eye. Occasionally they picked up a few things for their friends and in general had a great time.

However, while they were shopping, Regina popped in for a visit.

She approached Janis garage like she always did and came through the side door.

Janis usually spent her time in her weather it was for music or art- or anything for the matter the garage was her safe space/ her hang out, so not finding her there was weird.

She looked around Janis was nowhere to be found.. just this black void thing on the table.

She stared at it for a good amount before moving on to look for Janis. She wanted to leave the room but it seemed like the goop was calling out to her.

Cursing under her breath she approached it.

"What type of... what even Is this???" She questioned reaching her hand out to it, which she realized to be a grave mistake as it ran past her fingers and right up her sweater, as she shrieked from the sensation.

~~

Cady and Janis were approaching the house with their variations of bags and boxes as they notice the side door open and yelling coming from the inside.

"I thought your parents were out of town..?"

"They are supposed to be, and even if they were here, they'd never fight like this.."

They looked at each other before running inside.

What they found made their jaw drop. Their bags scatter, the boxes clatter as they fell.

To their surprise it wasn't Janis's parents, nor was it some robbers.

They were stumped as they looked at the sight to be, the sight of two Reginas.

"And what is that fashion choice it reeks goodwill, no way I'm a freak in this world or whatever"

"It's not some goodwill shit, it's girlfriend chique! And of you knew that maybe you'd be happy with your life you fake plastic!"

"Fake plastic?! You're only calling me that because you obviously failed your diet!"

"You got hit with a bus and nobody cared!"

"Guess what, you did too!"

"Well atleast my friends actually like me!"

"And who made you believe that?"

"STOP IT!" Janis yelled.

They turned to the two girls standing before them.

The shorter one just laughed, "is that Dyke Ian? And.. Cady??"

"Who the fuck is dyke Ian?"

"Janis Ian."

"No that's Janis imi'ike"

"What a mouth full. But that one's surely Cady right? I can tell by the obvious farm wear.. Jeez I thought we fixed that."

"tsk.. yeah it's Cady."

"Awh you're Cady is only kinda cute, not as cute as mine but cute. Is that the girlfriend chique you were talking about?"

"No Janis is my girlfriend." Regina smiled, and Regina almost gagged.

"What is there something wrong Regina 2?" Janis crossed her arms.

"If I ever got with Janis Ian my dignity would be gone." She paused, "wait when the fuck did I turn gay?

"I'm going to hold your hand while I say this." Regina said.

Car lights shone through the garage windows, as Janis’s parents where showing up.

"Quickly to my room!" Janis yelled as the all hurried behind her.

They got to Janis room and quickly shut the door behind them.

Cady, who was still in disbelief, spoke up between her labored breaths, "how.. how the heck did you even get here?"

"I touched the black goop."

"THE DARK MAGIC?" Janid gasped.

"I thought it was some sort of.. actually I have no idea."

"Jais where did you even get that from.." Cady asked scared as ever.

"I went thrifting for old vintage books, and I found something vintage alright, it was a spell book. It hand the goop Inside. It was marked with some writing but I wasn't done cracking the code for it."

"And you still agreed to go shopping!?"

"Ofc! I wanted to buy my best friends and my girlfriend a gift!"

"Yuck."

"Cut it out me 2." Regina scoffed.

"OK we really gotta figure this name thing out, calling her Regina two isn't ethical."

"How about we just leave Regina to her and call ours Gina. Ours is soft anyway."

"What the fuck is that suppose to mean?" Gina said as she creased her eyebrows.

"Exactly what they said you softie." Regina chuckled.

"You act like your tough but all you wanna do is cry."

"And so what? Rather that than admit to being something I bullied."

"STOP IT!!" Cady yelled trying to break apart the two yet again, "I have never in my life yelled at a girl like this."

The room went silent.

"I see you've been watching Americas next top model again Cady." Gina laughed, but she was quickly silenced by Janis's glare.

"So.. Regina.. are you hungry?"

"No."

"I am." Gina said

"We can tell." Regina said.

Gina just looked at Regina sideways.

Then they yawned, both st the same time. It was definitely a sight.

"Does this mean you guys feel the same thing?" Cady's curiosity peaked.

Janis went over and pinched Gina.

"Ow what the fuck?" She said as Regina stared.

"I guess not in that sense.. maybe a coincidence?"

Then Gina's stomach grumbled from hunger and so did Reginas.

"I kinda understand yet I dont.." Cady added, her mind was definitely doing some spinning.

"I do. Were hungry."

"Yea we got that Gina, go downstairs and get a snack while we try and work this out."

"K" Gina said as she kissed Janis on the forehead before leaving.

"She's so obedient. Disgusting." Regina laughed.

"You're kinda like our old Regina, yet so different."

"Yea not a fag."

"Regina we know a lot about you considering we have another one of you. Should I bring up that one time in 8th grade, before the kiss of course, where it was just you and me.."

"OK OK I GET IT." Regina interrupted Janis, just in time as Gina came back.

"Whatcha talking about?" She said chewing on chips as Reigna stood there blushing while Janis and Cady stood in silence.

After a while, Cady perked up with a question, "Hey Reigna, you look very different from our Regina.. does the same go for us in your... world or universe?"

"Yea quite different." She paused, "Janis taller and has a more interesting sense of fashion while her hair is black and weirdly silky, parted in ways like a maze." She took a breather, discontinuing the rest of the sentence she was saying, "We've kind of got an understanding from the incident but she's still my dyke- I mean a dyke." Regina rambled. "And Cady, she definitely has similarities to you. Her hair is still orange and her fashion sense was absolutely dog shit, you know before I fixed it."

"Did she still turn into a complete bitch?" Janis asked smugly,

"Hey!" Cady exclaimed as she elbowed her earning a laugh out from Janis

"Sure," Regina chuckled slightly before noticing all the details in Janis's room.

There was lots of pink things, and from her knowledge Janis Ian would never be associated with anything pink. There was a cardigan similar to the ones in her own closet and there was various shoes. A perfect mix between her and Janis.. it looked good. The pictures around the room were cute. Different scenes like at the beach or just holidays were all over. Everyone just looked so happy. A part of her wished she could have that too but..

"Hello?? Earth to Regina?" Janis waved her Hand in front of Regina's face, " jeez I think she's dazed."

"How long have you guys been dating?"

"What.. oh uhm.. about.. 3 years now?"

Regina just humed.

"OH Janis I forgot to tell you, your parents wanted to talk to you." Gina mentioned as she sat down on the bed.

"I'll be back. Stay here."

"I wonder if the black magic opened up a door for a parallel universe occurence.. that's the only explanation I have."

"So .. 'Gina' .." Regina paused, "Just touched it and it magically spawned me?"

"Thought we established that already." Gina sighed.

"What if Cady or Janis were to touch it, would it bring my Janis and my Cady here?"

"Oh my gosh that's a great question! We gotta do it to find out! Gina, where's the goop?"

"Downstairs still, that little shit crawled up my fucking arm, then shriveled back out like nothing happened."

"Isn't your Janis downstairs right now?" Regina questioned,

"..I'm sure she knows not to touch it." Cady chuckled nervously,

"..."

"Yeah who am I kidding-"

The door suddenly slammed open,

"THAT SHIT FUCKING BURNS!" Janis yelled, "Oh and uhm, Janis Ian is here."

"Janis why'd you fucking touch it-" Gina started before the other Janis also walked into the room with her Janis quickly closing the door.

"Oh- Oh my god?" Gina says dropping her phone onto the mattress, earning a eye roll from Regina.

"HEY! I'm over here!" Janis says with sass.

"Well its still you-"

"Not what I mean."

"Jeez how are we gonna figure this out now- we don't even have a name system or those two!" Cady worried, still staring at new Janis.

"Great two Regina's.." The taller Janis sighed

"Love how you're complaining as if you didn't do this to yourself." Regina snapped back

"We're standing face to face so obviously you also did this to yourself." The taller Janis countered

"And obviously, you just had to follow suit." Regina tossed back

Cady sighed putting her head in her hands, stopping these pairs from fighting just seemed impossible, they had no understanding of each other and it seemed like their attitudes all regressed back to their junior years.

She knew this would be a tough time.

"Janis.. Regina, Cady are you girls alright in there?"

They froze as Janis's mom knocked on the door and slowly opened it.

"Oh! uhm hey mom! Meet my new friends, sorry for not introducing them earlier uhhh- this is Sadie and... Danielle."

"Well what a nice surprise! lovely to meet you two! Come come, dinners ready!".

"Yeah yeah mom were coming in a few minutes."

"Alright!" Janis's mom waved her goodbye as she went back downstairs leaving the group in a uncomfortable silence.

"Great now we have to endure a dinner together?"

"Nothing we can do, lets just go."

Gina sighed getting up from the bed waiting for Cady and the dupes to leave before talking to Janis privently,

"I love you Janis. No matter what that short version of me says ok?"

"I know Regina, I love you too."

Regina smiled as she kissed Janis on the cheek.

"Is it a good time to tell the other Janis that we're dating?"

"..She'll figure it out."

[billiesbossanovas]

Coffee and flowers

Yellow jackets modern!coffee shop Au.

Not proof read

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The soft sound of a bell ringing out makes its way through your headphones as you open the small door, the smell of fresh coffee captures you as soon as you step foot into the shop. It’s small and cozy, a few photos of the wilderness and wild animals decorate the walls, you smile softly to yourself as you take in the full shop while walking over to the counter.

There’s a menu on the wall behind the counter, and a little section dedicated to bake goods, each with a little chalkboard stating who it was made by and the price, it was cute. You stand starring up at the menu for a while, though you already know what your getting, it doesn’t take long for a girl to walk up to the counter, a blue apron over her grey sweater, she gives you a soft smile. “Hello, I’m Shauna, what can I get for you?” Her voice is sweet when she speaks, there’s a few others behind her making drinks and cleaning some of the machines, you let out a hum and look to face her.

“Black coffee please” you give her a small smile as she puts it through the register and rings you up, you pay her, give her your name and go sit down at a table, you place your bag down and pull your laptop out of your bag, ready to get some work done. It doesn’t take long for your name to be called out, you happily collect your coffee and sit back down at the table.

“Who’s that?” Natalie turns to Shauna with a smirk on her face, Shauna just shrugs, a few more customers come in, their concert comes to halt, ready to greet them.

—

You’ve been sat in the coffee shop for a few hours now, your work for the day finished, you pack your laptop away and sling your bag into your shoulder, walking back up to the counter almost makes you upset to leave such a homely place, a small frown forks on your face when you get to the counter.

“Hey was everything okay?” Van, or atleast that’s what you think her name is, asks as she greets you at the counter. You give her a small nod, a smile forming on your face again.

“Just another black coffee please.” You’d spoken to quite a few of the girls that worked on the front, Shauna, Jackie, Natalie, Misty and Van. You heard a few other names floating about, those must be the people who worked in the back of the store.

“No problem” she’s quick to put your order through, you pay and stand by waiting for your coffee. Your eyes linger on a tip jar, you open your wallet, you sure had enough money to leave a nice tip, taking two twenties out, you fold them together and place them in the Jar, it doesn’t take long for your coffee to be done. “Have a nice day.” She gives you a smile before you walk out, the bell ringing behind you as you place your headphones back on.

Vans eyes travel to the tip jar, her eyes landing on the money you just left in there. “Guys. They just left forty bucks in the tip jar.” She laughs and looks to the others, Natalie scoffs before walking over.

“No way..” she folds her arms over her chest. “I hope they become a regular.” The comment earns a nudge from Shauna. “What?” She turns and looks at the taller girl before walking off to collect cups that had been left in the tables.

“They were nice.” Shauna adds, a couple of the girls nodding and look as you cross the street.

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The coffee warms your hands in the cold air, music blasts from your headphones, your too busy looking at the pattern on the cup you don’t see the person rounding the corner at the same time as you, they bump into you, hot coffee spills all over you, staining your jacket, you look up and blink a few times, the girls looks like a deer caught in headlights. “I’m so sorry!” She pulls a jacket from her bag and starts trying to clean you up, her dark hair is all you can see as she crouches, your brain registers what just happens and you throw your headphones off as the coffee starts burn.

“Ah— no- no! It’s fine-“ you mumble and look down at her awkwardly, she looks back up at you, her brown eyes full of guilt. “Please stand up.” You clear your throat awkwardly and look away from her as she stands up fully.

“Are you hurt?” She asks glancing behind you at the coffee shop. You shake your head, the smile you try and give must look extremely pained from the face she gives you, she takes your hand and starts pulling you back to the coffee shop. “Come on I work over there, I’ll get you new clothes and a coffee on the house.” You try and tell her no, but she has the upper hand.

She pulls you into the coffee shop, it’s practically empty apart from the employees now. “Hey.. Lottie..?” Van utters as she spots you being pulled behind Lottie, you look at them sheepishly. “You do know you can’t force people into the shop right?” She jokes then looks down and sees you covered in coffee, Lottie gives you a sympathetic look before turning back to Van to explain the situation, Bother her and the ginger girl walk into the back of the store, you stand awkwardly as the other workers gawk at you.

“Are you burnt?” Natalie asks stepping forward. You shake your head. She cocks her eyebrow.

“It’s just minor— I’m fine” it comes out in a rushed mumble, it’s the most you’ve spoke to them the whole time you’ve been in the coffee shop.

Soon enough the girl from before— Lottie, emerges with a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, she hands them to you and directs you to the bathroom, you change quickly, it definitely wasn’t you style, something you’d seen guys wear walking down the streets, you looked as if you’d just rolled out of bed, your hair slightly tussled from the clothes and your face tinted red, the burn on your chest and legs wasn’t too bad, nothing to worry about atleast. You fold your clothes up and put them in your bag.

A muttered and embarrassed “Thank you” comes out as you walk past them, already feeling awkward you had someone else’s clothes on, the girls don’t even get a chance to look at you properly before you’re out of the door.

The next morning you drop the borrowed clothes of, they have been washer and are folded up on a table as they’re just opening, an envelope on top. Natalie spots you as you leave, furrowing her eyebrows as the bell stops, she walks over to the clothes and opens the envelope. Fifty bucks left in there, with a small thank you note, she looks up out of the window, watching closely as you turn a corner out of sight, a small smile tugging at her lips.

[not-the-darknight]

// hii linaa i know its around.. 4? 5 am? for you but shhhh... it's 10 pm for me atm so im gonna throw executioner and evelyn at your diluc.. //

Executioner was walking through the city of Monstadt, his hand being tugged on by Evelyn. "C'mon Papa! C'mon!! You never get to relax and enjoy any nation's scenery even when I'm not on the move! C'mon!" Evelyn giggled, persisting that Executioner could have a change of heart and actually enjoy something other than her presence for once. "...Fine, but if we get in trouble Missy, we're back to moving around." Executioner told her firmly, even though he probably won't keep that promise to heart. "Okey-dokey!" Evelyn giggled, the fifteen year old was beaming and dragging him to see the anemo archon's statue. Executioner smiled softly at seeing her enjoy herself with him. "You're already having a fun time, hm? Well, after this we should go and grab lunch.. ..Good hunter's sound good?" He questioned her, raising a brow. "Mmm... The the.. the tavern.. I think? Dawn Winery?" Evelyn tilted her head, "Darlin', I don't think they offer food there.. not that I know of, atleast." Executioner kneeled down to her height, ruffling her locks of ginger hair. "Please please please please, papa!" Evelyn begged, turning on her puppy dog eyes which made Executioner sigh.

"Fine fine.. but if they don't have the food you want we'll go get it.... I doubt they'll let you in, you're fifteen, Eve." Executioner dead-panned at her, getting up from his crouched position, walking towards the tavern Evelyn was (basically) dragging him to. "That's okay, Papa!" Evelyn beamed, just very happy to be with her papa. Executioner nodded, gently opening the door to the tavern. When he noticed Diluc, he instantly wanted to shy away, embarrassed from their last encounter.

~ @skyseas

Diluc wiped his hands on a cloth as he observed the entrance of the tavern, his gaze narrowing slightly at the sight of the Executioner walking in with a young girl. His expression remained neutral, but internally, curiosity bubbled. The Executioner was often a solitary figure, and it was rare to see him in such a casual setting, especially with someone so young.

As they approached the bar, Diluc leaned against the counter, crossing his arms. “Evening,” he greeted, his voice steady and devoid of judgment. “What brings you here today?” His eyes flicked to the girl beside him, taking in her ginger hair and bright eyes. She was animated, clearly excited to be with him, and that sparked a faint intrigue within Diluc.

[sailorplanet1997]

The Secret Of The Wings is my second favourite

and it's most likely for this, the bond between Tinkerbell and Periwinkle and i can actually relate to this because i have a(n) (older) sister myself, we don't always get along but i don't even want to think about losing a sister over something for whatever happens i mainly watch this movie for this but there are other things what i love about this movie Tinkerbell's curiosity about the winter woods, winter clothes on warmer fairies, Tinkerbell dealing with stuff (despite The Lost Treasure being my first favourite, Tink actually handled things better in THIS movie, especially when it involves Periwinkle, Tink isn't as angry like she used to in the earlier movies and she FACED the problems) the relationship between Queen Clarion and Lord Milori (speaking of that, there's a book coming out by next year based on them, i hope they makes a movie version from the book in the future) the relationship with Rosetta and Sled, it's like love at first sight for them both and i live for that unlike "The Lost Treasure" Tinkerbell's friends (except Terence unfortunately) appeared more, they were there to visit a doctor, at the Tinkers nook to work on a machine, when they saw Periwinkle, when they met her, when Periwinkle was in danger, when the sisters got confronted by Lord Milori, the snowmaking machine to push it away (except Fawn and Silvermist), when the freeze have started they got the animals to safety (except Vidia), when all the other winter fairies comes to help to save the pixie dust tree from the freeze, after the freeze was over when Tinkerbell broke her wing and got healed and last but not the least the epilogue scene (i did wished warmer fairies did something to save pixie hollow from freezing, NOT just the winter fairies) Fawn appeared slightly more then Tink's other friends like she appeared with a bunny and even appeared first before the others, when Tinkerbell helped Fawn with the animals and crossed in that same scene Fawn had to bring Tink to the doctor and last one when she watched closely along with the Tinker fairies and Queen Clarion how Periwinkle, Gliss and Spike tries to save the pixie dust tree on their own during the freeze i loved how Tinkerbell's friends was concerned for her (even a fairy who used not to care for Tinkerbell untill the human event have happened was very concerned for Tinkerbell and this is showed with the doctor scene, after helping Tinkerbell to bring Periwinkle back to the winter woods and when Tinkerbell broke her wing, this person took it the hardest from like everybody except Periwinkle who was even more upset about Tink's broken wing...you can guess which one i'm talking about) even Vidia appeared in this movie as a supporter character (knowing Disney or even outside Disney who have a habbit of using characters as a background character after having important role in certain previous movies or seasons) and she stayed in its further movies (even the final movie one but not like it used to like in some other movies) there are 2 minus and my main bother was Terence wasn't even there just when Tinkerbell needed him the most (and i blame Disney for this, he's literally one of Tink's best friends and i can imagine he takes it the hardest out of everybody when Tinkerbell broke her wing since he obviously have a crush on her, he's most likely the reason Tinkerbell stayed in pixie hollow TWICE so it's only fair to include him as a supporter character instead of using him as a background character) i don't understand why he got credited, he didn't had any single speaking roles, he appeared only 2 times, i really hated that, why not atleast help her with the snowmaking machine or something? or like help Tinkerbell to push the snowmaking machine away? like i understand he had work to do and stuff but he would've noticed the snow in pixie hollow, he's really excluded in this movie (if he can't be in the movie that much, atleast do something like they did in "The Great Fairy Rescue" with a few speaking roles atleast)

my another flaw on this movie are the winter fairies one and the minister of winter, if you watched the first movie you see Tinkerbell, Clank and Bobble flying to the winter woods when giving her a tour on pixie hollow and they had no troubles flying over there and the winter fairies were on the warmer side and they had no troubles there neither, what happened to that? nothing can beat "The Lost Treasure" movie but this movie is my next favourite, i think this is the highest rank in general along with "The Pirate Fairy" movie, most of the votes goes for these 2 movies and i can't blame them for ranking it higher

[eziojensenthe3rd]

Midnight Gaming: Weirdbound

So one night last week I played Hylics 1 past midnight, and last night this week I played some Hylics 2 past midnight, checked socials to find.... Onimusha 2 remaster has been confirmed.

So Hylics.... good grief how do I approach this? Well first off its a notable game in the indie space, maybe not nowhere to the level of iconic as Undertale but its certanly iconic in its own right, namely for how strange it is.

Its a tale as old as time with punk rock bananaman hero wayne, traversing islands and fighting claymation foes with a party of comrades in a quest to settle a beef with an orange god on the moon.

I thinks it only right to mention I used a guide to figure out where I needed to go, reason being that trying to figure how to proceed is a guessing game, the majority of npcs in Hylics tend to talk in riddles. You would accuse me of not playing the game "right", I would ask you to figure out what "The lamb sinews warbly on the mage illegally shore, gaying the loveforce cross dew" is supposed to entail. I just wasnt in the mood to bump my head everywhere till I bumble my way to the end.

Combat in Hylics isnt necessarly difficult, if you atleast have some experience in planning and strategy, there isnt very many fights in the game that are actually a challenge aside from the bosses, heck i've never actually had a party member die during a fight, the only deaths I had in this game were outside of combat with the 1 hit death hazards you needed to avoid in some sections, and in this game, death is how you level up.

When you die in hylics you go to the afterlife where you can regain your stats, find a few items and use a machine that turns all the meat you collected from your victories in claymation combat, into upgrades for your max hp. Then you can select any colour of gem you activated back in the living world and teleport there. Death is essentially a means of progression, letting you recover and get stronger so you can overcome the challenges that killed you in the first place. Course as I said, there wasnt much danger in the fights I faced, so I had to intentionally die at the hands of the map hazards in order to access the afterlife.

Hylics is....good... if you're looking for something weird to play, its a decent choice to go with though rpg veterans might breeze through this easy, if they can decipher where to go at least. This game almost borders on sheer parody of its genre, expecially when you get to a point in the game where it just showers you with more than enough cash than you ever need, which you do need to buy a spaceship key to get to the moon, with enough to buy 50 bundles of dynamite and enough hotdogs to host your own eating contest.

So what about Hylics 2? Well, it's basically everything Hylics 1 wanted to be and then some.

Hylics 1 was limited in its vision due to the limits of rpgmaker, so its creator moving to a better engine for the games sequel was a way to allow that vision more room to breathe and flourish.

Controls? Visuals? Music? All flowing better in hylics 2 compared to its predecessor. The music is a wave of peculiarity, backing the wavy backgrounds and animated claybominations in battles. Travelling the landscape in hylics 2 is now backed with some vertical control as Wayne here can now jump, hover and air dash across various sections, adding a layer of platforming to the game for better..  and worse. Seriously just wanna point something out here, there is some section you play a 2d platformer at some point and I did not enjoy it simply because of one major issue, it has the same damage feedback as castlevania where you get knocked backwards if you're hit, often knocking you off a platform and into death. I do not like this, I do not like any game that feels this was necessary to have in a platformer of any kind. Thing is I think the gamedev regretted it as they allow to change the difficulty of that section to either turn the damage feedback off or just turn on god mode so you can get it over with quick.

The landscapes in hylics 2 can be a bit tricky to climb on admittedly, especially with the isometric camera angle it has. Theres probably a keybinding that lets you turn the camera around that I may have missed in my play through.

Combat in Hylics 2 is definatly a step up in terms of challenge. Before my first fight, I managed to get two of my party members. Awfully generous I thought to myself, I figured this game was gonna be roughly the same in terms of challenge as Hylics 1, as I walked into my first fight. After destroying the last enemy with one final snap, with my last surviving guy on one digit health, with my other party members a dead misshapen mess, I can safely say the difficulty is a smidge more challenging.

Enemies use their abilties effectively, they plan, they use items, they are a challenge here and its honestly kinda gratifying. You would need to make use of your abilities to deal with foes here and not just hold back to conserve resources which is supported by the fact you can regain health and will just by slapping the grey bugs that appear around areas outside of combat. So you can recover easily. And failing that you could just die or hop into a grey pool to the afterlife to mulch up some meat.

Hylics 2 is definatly an improvement over the original in many ways, taking the base that the first game created and expanding on it to create a more fleshed out experience.... in a literal and metaphorical sense.

So yeah news time.

If you played and followed Resident Evil, you've probably heard some of the ways they tried to recreate that Resi magic with a different series: Dino Crisis. It had dinos.

You've probably also heard or have played the series known as Onimusha during the ps2 era which was more or less resident evil but with samurai. People liked that game, people liked the sequels. I never actually played the series, only observed from afar including witnessing capcom try to compete with smash bros with an onimusha smash bros like.

Well the game awards did reveal that capcom was making a new Onimusha game, probably because they felt there was enough demand for it after releasing a remaster of Onimusha 1. And now it seems like the sequel Onimusha 2 is gonna get a full on remaster. I'll list a link to an article talking about so if you're a fan of this series, then you're probably happy to hear about this series making a comeback.

Thank you for reading this issue of Midnight Gaming. Feel free to leave feedback and game suggestions. I'll talk to you all another time.

[bwobgames]

Previous First

He decides to ignore downstairs for now and focus on the second floor. They probably have windows there, right?

There's another stair.

"... Ok, I can see how this building could be capable of holding a 3rd floor"

He ignores that the place is already way bigger than it should be

He goes up

"... Are you kidding me?"

He can't see the end of the corridor

He walks

Theres atleast 20 doors

He doesn't open any of them and just focuses on reaching the end of the hallway

There he finds

Another staircase

"What...?"

He goes up

There's another staircase

He goes up

There's another staircase

He's tired, but he goes up

There's nothing but a closed room with two chairs

He turns around and goes the stairs

"... Those are not bones"

They are bones

He knows this, but he refuses to acknowledge it

He passes through a random door

And another

And another

He has forgotten which side is south

He keeps walking, he finds stairs, closed rooms, strange art, corridors, big rooms

And no windows or exit

He keeps walking

Sometimes, he stops and sits down

Then resumes walking

He looks at his phone, its 11 PM

He's too tired to continue and decides to sleep through the night

He gets to a random room and huddles in a corner

He uses his jacket as a blanket

"Do I need to start drinking my own pee?"

A human cannot live more than 3 days without water

He knows this, and yet

He can't help but cry

It is day two

His back hurts

He's thirsty and hungry

But! He got to sleep for 12 hours! He hasn't slept that much since he was a teen!

"Ugh, itchy facial hair. Am i going to grow a beard here?

If i get out, I'll keep a little hair.

Just in the chin, maybe, something not too noticeable"

He has tear tracks in his face

"All right, back to the grind"

He wants to speak, but he doesn't want to waste water with speaking

The silence is awful

He walks another day

This time, he finds several new things

He found bathrooms but no running water.

The lights work, though. Maybe he can do something with that

If he knew how

His brain is not too keen on being used at the moment

He has also found signs of life

Or, used-to-be life

He has found more bones of humans and animals. Also some are, uh, fresher.

The floor has animal hair, and there are marks of scratching in the floors and walls

He thinks some might be human as well

The graffiti stopped being artistic, and it started being used as landmarks

He sees some rooms be ennumerated, then crossed over and adding another number

That's something that he has seen. Rooms get repeated, sometimes. He has seen the creepy mask room at least 7 times.

The graffiti appears every once in a while. Sometimes, it is just a giant dick. Sometimes, it is a cry for help.

He's tired

He finds a room with a couch and decides to take a break

He can feel a headache building

After a quick nap, he opens the door and finds

The same room

The same couch

There's no other doors

Hes between two identical rooms

He closes the door, waits a bit, and opens it again

Its still the same room

Theres no other door

He closes it again

He opens it

Same room

He keeps doing it for a while

He gets desperate

"Why is it not working WHY IS IT NOT WORKING did I do something wrong?? Did I made it go wrong??"

It hurts to speak, but he still does it

"I'm sorry

I'm so sorry

Please let me out"

He can't say anything else, his throat is too dry

So he thinks it

"Im sorry, Im sorry, I didn't mean to break it, Im sorry, please work, please work again, Im sorry, I just want to go out, please let me out"

After try number #234, the room changes

It's a big room, with a lot of doors, and a map

He goes to it and crumbles

He shivers, he can't cry anymore, there's not enough water

Everything hurts

He wants to go home

He wants to pray, but doesn't know to who.

He wants to run but doesn't know where

He wonders if he died already, and this is hell

He wonders if he's the ghost haunting the house

He passes out

He wonders if he'll wake up again

[restlesscrybaby]

Jack and his s/o taking a shower/bath together? 👀

GAAAH YOU GUYS READ MY MIND!!! I WAS JUST WRITING THIS IN MY NOTESSS EEEEEE!!!

A good day to be horny for Horner!

~ JACK HORNER BATHING WITH HIS S/O HEADCANONS. ~

~ 'I feel so filthy, so disgusting,' ~

☆ CONTENT WARNING : SMUT, NSFW THEMES, ☆

♧ SMUT CONTAINS: Degradation, praise, hair pulling, roughness, ♧

☆ MINORS. DNI. ☆

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

You eased your way into the bathroom, the door creaking upon your entry. You didn't shut it, as you slid into the empty bathroom. The door creaking open still, steadily as you looked around the place you found so familiar yet, almost not. The large counter, two sinks planted upon the inside. The large mirror that hung above it, with lights around it, like you were some celebrity. The oak wood floors, the light that hung on the other side of the bathroom, where the toilet was. However, another light center of the room as well. A rooftop light that shined down, showcasing the inside of the bathroom, but not in a too open spot. The large bathtub, that was a shiny white. It probably got cleaned everyday, all day.

Yes, you've been here a lot, you could say, but it felt so unfamiliar at the same exact time.

You strided towards the bathtub,

Oh, you had planned to take a bath with your beloved boyfriend, Jack.

Your hand curled around the knob of the tub, a perfect, circular shape made out of silver metal. You twisted, right to click it on.

You could hear the water through the pipe, before it gushed and splashed upon impact of the tub. You turned it, all the way up, heat bubbling to its highest... You could leave it at that, but being nice to your lover boy was always good..

Plus, God knows if you could handle that heat anyway.

Your hand snaked towards the other knob, twisting it to the right as well. Cold water shot out the pipe faster, but it wasn't too cold. You felt the water with your spare hand, the other messed with the cold water knob. Until..

Jussttt..

Right.

He could hear his own head echoing those words. He watched in the doorway, his shoulder leaned up against the doorway. His arms crossed, his right hand placed upon his left upper arm, his left hand had slid under his right elbow. His weight placed onto one of his feet, as he watched you adjust the water.

... God.

He loved it.

You grabbed the stopper. A beige rubber one, one you needed to get replaced anyway, you didn't even want to check if there was some kind of mold planted on the bottom of it... But, you didn't question it, just popped it into the drain to stop the water from running out into it.

Your pupils focused on the stopper, before they snapped up towards one of the two mirrors planted on the walls by the bathtub. Your eyes met his teal ones, that had some kind of gleam in them.

You dared question how long he had been watching,

But, he dared answer by saying you needed to get undressed,

...

Whatever...

But, he watched..

How your thumbs hooked on the waistband of your underwear and pants, how you snaked them down your legs. Bare flesh greeting his hungry eyes. How you slipped it off your feet, only to let them drop upon the floor. Bah!

He couldn't care about the clothes!

He watched how your hands clasped onto your shirt, how you pulled it off your torso, how it unveiled even more flesh you hid from him throughout the day.

How... You unhooked your bra ( SKIP for males obvi!! ), slipping the spaghetti straps off with the padding and hooks with the straps...

How it dropped onto the floor, because you let it..

How your breasts were, now, exposed, for his hungry vision to indulge in. To eat up.

But, your pupils caught glimpse of his. You traced where he was looking. You could only roll your eyes in response, this is how he reacts? Like an animal?

Whatever...

Oh, but he couldn't help it..

Yes, like an animal, but he just.. Couldn't help himself, atleast when it came to you.

But, he slipped off his dark plum-colored coat, while you grabbed a thing of bodywash. Something confetti vanilla smelling, you couldn't care more for it. You just opened the pop tab, that opened a small, rectangular crevice to let all the wash drizzle out. Turning it over, you held it over the bathtub, more of so, where the water was gushing out the most. A harsh squeeze, and a sputter escaped the bottle, showing it was trying hard to do its job, as soap drizzled out the nozzle. Bubbles foaming, only to start expanding in size as more and more began to foam.

You clicked the nozzle shut, it let out a clarifying click to signal it was officially shut. You set it down, not too far, just right beside the hot water knob.

He unbuttoned his vest, one by one, the small buttons popped off. Once it was done, he slid off the pie-designed vest, letting it hit the ground too, meh. He had multiple sets, that's what every rich person had anyway! He grabbed ahold of the knot of his necktie, that was a dusty lilac color, more faded, to be honest. But, he undid it, sliding off the fabric from around his neck, only to let it fall onto the floor.

One, by one, from the very top,

Buttons popped off of a white dress shirt,

More and more,

He piqued your interest.

Oh, you loved his body.

As the shirt became more and more undone, the more his body became known to you. The hair on his chest curled, in beautiful lilac curls that rested on his large chest. That skills trickled down, helping guide itself towards his belly button. That was becoming more and more seen. Ohhh...

The last button.

The clarifying pop, as it was all done, his shirt practically tearing open upon the last button being undone. He had started to slide one of his arms out of it...

But, you seen his happy trail. How it curled down, leading you to a place you wanted to see so very bad.

One side off...

It dangled behind him, as he could tear off the other side easier now.

You could see his stretch marks, that masked the sides of his tummy, in a beautiful design. Maybe like lightning scars, but you wouldn't tell him that.

His white button-up fell to the floor, with a sad fwomp sound.

Oh god..

You felt like you couldn't watch.

His large hands traveled to the waistband of his pants, curling towards the buttons at his crotch. One, by one, the buttons popped off. His index and thumb pinched the small zipper, that hid away your surprise. And...

A small hushed sound was heard,

Not hushed,

It was a zip sound.

You looked away, you couldn't look any longer.

You just decided to sink into the bath...

You dipped one of your feet into the tub, greeted with arays of warmth and comfort of a nice bubblebath...

You dipped your other one in, feeling as the water rised up, more and more, up your ankles, halfway up your calves...

But, you easily settled down, feeling the water surround you, bubbles hugging onto your naked body like a desperate need, begging you to stay with them almost...

You closed your eyes.

It was nice, honestly.

The nice smell, the warm water, the sound of the water running and gushing upon the other source of itself, almost like it cheered to be reunited with it,

It wasn't half bad...

But, you felt the water rise. Very much.

And, something turned the water off.

You opened your eyelids, your pupils greeted with the world infront of you. They scattered around, before locking upon the mirror across from you...

Oh, he was in with you...

He leaned against the back of the bath, his arms hanging off the side of the tub. His eyes were closed too, a smug smile curling upon his lips in enjoyment..

Oh...

Haha...

Of course, silence rang throughout the bathroom as you two relaxed...

You closed your eyes, still sitting all the way up as you wrapped your arms around yourself, your hands placing themselves upon the opposite shoulders. Your knees curled towards your chest, as you tried to stay scooted towards the front so he'd have more room...

But, as the world of daydreams surrounded your head in a fog,

His world of daydreams surrounded his head in a fog.

Oh, god... His eyes draped open, half-lidded as he gazed upon your bare flesh infront of him. A hickey adorned your neck, more of, tje crevice of it, where it dipped to extend out to your shoulder. The tinted skin had yellow speckles spattered upon it...

You couldn't help but think of all the tines you two enjoyed yourselves...

It wouldn't be too bad in the bath, righhhh--

You felt a large hand upon your back. The tip of his pointer finger started at the top of your spine, as it trailed down. Following the curve of your spine...

Oh god...

Goosebumps..

Your head tilted back, as your eyes fluttered open... He used his top teeth, pulling in the flesh of his bottom lip. Before releasing it. His chubby face blinded by the need for appeal, for feeling.

He loomed over you, as you opened your mouth to speak.

But, his plump lips met yours, in some Spiderman kiss like maneuver, but not fully upside down. His lips overlapped yours, a rush of senses echoing your body,

Your eyes draping closed. Sloppy, yet, somehow also so clean. He always seemed to understand what to do...

Your hand delicately grazed over his cheek, a shiver of sensuality tingled his body, as you slid a hand onto the back of his head. Fingers intertwining locs of purple hair, strands catching within your fingers. His tongue swiped against your bottom lip, as his senses took over his as well.

A large hand curled around your side, snaking towards your breasts, easily pushing your knees and arm out the way of the one he wanted to feel. He cupped one within his oversized hand, as he kneaded a tad into the delicate skin. You couldn't help but shiver, heat pooling into your lower half. Or, was that the water getting hotter?

Nah,

That was you.

His index and thumb gently curled towards your nipple..

Giving it a harsh squeeze, a shriek escaping from between your lips. Against his.

A sinister chuckle left his, as he pulled his mouth away, his head pulling away. His hands pulling away from your bare flesh, that was practically set aflame by his touch.

Your pupils snapped to look towards the mirror, but you felt it served no purpose. You turned your torso towards him, now facing his large stature. He had a smug smirk planted upon his face.

"What?," He asked, almost tauntingly, "Come on. Don't tell me just THAT turned you on!" He laughed, as his head leaned back just slightly.

Oh, he was trying to taunt you.

You fluttered eyelashes at him, as you fully turned your waist towards him, now entirely facing him. A quivering bottom lip, lust fogging over your head as you gawked at the man who taunted you.

"Jack, please, I j--" But, you were cut off.

"Please what? Don't stutter, it makes ME look bad!"

But, you halted. The words confused you, almost,

Makes HIM look bad?

But, an angry scowl formed on his face. His pupils dilated, his eyes widening as brows furrowed. His top lip sneered back, as he let out a throaty growl.

"Spit it out!,"

His voice cracked like one of a whip, causing you to spill out you wanted him to touch you more..

To enjoy you more..

Oh, and just that, he'll do.

With a snap of his fingers, he commanded you to stand.

You listened, obviously. You lifted yourself to tense legs, bubbles drizzling down your body, down every curve that he adored so very much...

With another command, which he seemed to enjoy, he demanded you out.

With gentle steps, you snaked out the bath, so much for relaxation, but not every relaxation needs some kind of bathtime.

Yet, he didn't give you a command just yet...

But, he looked towards his nails on his hand. Inspecting them.

A glare shot your way.

What were you waiting for?

He snapped, another angry sneer as he commanded you towards him.

Yoi strutted to him. Oh my, you couldn't help it, it's always that harsh..

Stern...

Ahem!

You stood by where he sat in the bath, as he kept inspecting his nails. Not turning to look at you, he commanded you to turn and bend over for him.

This was humiliating...

But, you did as told..

You really did have juices pooling out of you, and I mean, already, you had been getting turned on imagining the past times you two fucked!!

You were tinged with arousal, yet somehow also embarrassment...

But, you felt a thumb prod towards your entrance. Not going in, but feeling the slick that dripped out your hole, your face melting into shock. Oh god--

"Ahh.. Already so wet for me! Just what I expected," He cooed out, as his thumb traveled down your folds, to the circular center. He placed a gentle touch to it, only to result in a shocked gasp from you, as he rubbed a soft circle into the sensitive center, "I mean, you're nothing more than some kind of brothel whore anyway! I mean, this wet? Ha."

Of course, he wouldn't lie. It turned him on. This wet, already, for him, guhhh... A twitch eroded in his cock, the desperate need for desire... To be satisfied.

You let out little pants, only slight mews escaping your lips as he tediously rubbed at your beautiful center.

But, his thumb traveled back up to your entrance, prodding at it once more. More juices had started to seep out, showing how ready you were for him.

It was time for him to get out.

You felt his finger snatch away from you, as water splashed behind you. He was getting out. You began to try to fully stand up, but a harsh hand slammed onto your back. He wanted you to stay bent.

You better do as told.

He took an easy step out, before taking one more.

He drank up every bit of bare flesh that he could see perfectly infront of him, that was ready for any touch that needed him.

You both were practically on fire.

You couldn't help it,

How his cock stood out so much, the prominent vein protruding out the side, the peach-colored tip that finished his cock, hoe you travel down you find his pelvis. Just above his cock, rested curls of beautiful pubes, neatly trimmed and taken care of.

Oh god..

You couldn't help it...

You stood up fully, but anger boiled inside him. But,

Your fingers curled just below the tip, steadily stroking down to the very base of his cock. He could've practically bottomed out, how slow your hand moved, how sultry you looked at his large shaft that rested in your hand.

Your hand stroked back up, slowly sliding your fingers around the most sensitive part...

His tip. You used the tip of your pointer finger, easily rubbing the little hole, as his body shivered. Oh god...

He put a hand on your head, as your eyes focused off of his cock. You looked up to him. Fluttering eyelashes finished off a look to him.

Oh god damn.

Pools of drool threatened to spill out his mouth, as he commanded you to turn back around and bend again, his voice even more like a whip...

You did as told..

"Good fuckkinnggg girll.." He cooed out, as a large hand curled around your waist, holding you in place as he shifted and stumbled forward only slightly. His large tip prodded at your entrance, his other hand grabbing the base of his cock. He positioned it just right, as he slowly slipped the tip of himself in.

Oh god.

You both could've bottomed out.

But. He let out a throaty mutter of cusswords, as you felt your mind start getting taken over..

He pushed more of himself in, before he got all the way in. Balls deep.

You could feel him invading your every inch, every tight wall of yourself, as you bared gritted teeth. It felt good.

Yet, he bottomed out, how you quivered on him upon his size. It's like you'd never get used to it.

As he pulled himself out, he drilled himself back in, only to hear you sputter out cusswords.

"Fuckkyeahh-- You're so-- Mmm-," He throatily groaned out, animalistic thrusts caving into your very being. Your entire existence being demolished by the very man you called your love. "Fucking tight-- And fucking wet-- Yeah, let me-- Fuckinghell- RUIN you with,, ahh~, this cock." He sputtered out, as his feet readjusted, holding him even more still. His other hand slithered up your back, as the rhythmic sounds of skin against skin echoed the empty bathroom, only you and him.

Your chest was practically about to explode, as his hand snagged onto your hair. He couldn't have any care, gripping hair that was close to your head.

You let out a cry in pain, but it only made him go quicker. Sloppier, the sounds of your juices against his cock sounded like your vagina asked for help.

"Mmm-- Yeah, take it, take it slu-- Slut, take my fucking-- Cock-" He drooled, practically howling with pleasure.

The only other thing was your desperate cries, throaty moans, and loud whimpers. Your hand had already slammed against the bathtub to secure yourself.

"Yes! Yes! Pleaseee! Beagoodboy-- And ruin me.."

Those words.

It clicked inside him.

His hand that held onto your waist snaked towards your clit, feeling the swollen center that ran the entirety of your pleasure.

Holy shhhiii--

You felt nothing.

Nothing but an increasing in your senses down there.

Warmth.

Fire.

Need.

Want.

You drooled, your head limp. But you couldn't hang it down, his hand gripped you much tighter.

Ruining.

Your entire mind was melting, his words melting together...

Before.

BOOM.

A wave of senses crashed over you, quivering legs as he let out a chuckle.

Oh, but he got sloppier. His thrusts losing the original pattern that had been in, your heartbeat echoed the walls of you.

His cock twitched inside you, his high coming, and coming quick, but he still chased it. Yet, he couldn't just cum inside you...

He forced himself out, as you panted. His hands let go of you, but only to toss you like one of a toy, forcing you upon your knees infront of him.

One of hands stroked himself, in a quick, sloppy manner. Your juices coated his cock in a protective sheet of wetness, as his head reared back. Only to lift back up.

Want.

Need.

"Look. Look. LOOK UP AT ME." He snapped his jaws at you, as his cock twitched, his tip a red now from all the pleasure, from.the need to cum. "Don't stop loooo-- fuckfuckfuck-- Looking, please don't stop looking, holySHIT--"

You glanced up to him, eye to eye...

Suddenly, the high he chased came crashing down on him like a tidal wave, his own eyes rolling into the back of his head.

Hot juices sputtered onto your face, your eyes instinctly closing as he stuttered out some final words, but you couldn't quite make them out..

He stroked out his high, as you sat upon the floor and let it rain over you..

...

Wow...

You didn't quite expect that..

But, he let out a sigh.

Sweat caused you twos hair to stick to your faces, sweat dripping down you twos foreheads..

But, he walked over to the clothes, as he started to pick up thr clean ones to change into..

Typical Jack..

Let yourself wobbly stand up.

You tried. You surely did...

Your lucky he didn't mark you, honestly...

But, through the mirrors above the sink he stood up, he watched,

A smirk curling on the tips of his plump lips,

Heh.

He's always got a trick up his sleeve.

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~ 'Would you bathe me?' ~

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ENJOY!!

Bexausw this isn't a full length fanfiction I didn't put too much details or etc!!

Tbhifya'llwantmetooI'llfindtimetowriteone

[fictionkinfessions]

oh good and sweet JEEEEBUS this week has been totally a mess. got the Vibes(tm) for anthro bunnies so started looking into anthro/furry media to see if anything would click. then got vague flashes isabelle in mems like in the peripheral and what not. and its like 🧍 GIRL CAN I HELP YOU??? atleast the source being animal crossing of all things helps pad out the other kintypes which are just mourning and self-destruction 24/7 LOL. i hope anyway. please sweet kin-rngesus give me a normal timeline for ONCE. anywhoooo i'll be back. probably ^_^ - a bnnuy from animal crossing. don't know which one though LOL (pretty sure new horizons? could be new leaf tho or some secret third thing)

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[dustyevskyy]

FYODOR HEADCANNONS!!

This is an OOC post btw!! I might add more to this later.

I think I should put a TW here for mentions of self h4rm and eating dis0rders, and hinted child abuse!! I know curiosity can get the best of us but still, TW in hopes that people with triggers dont read or atleast prepare themselves!!

Normal hcs!!

• He probably LOVES cats (dont make this weird guys.), but doesent know how to comprehend loving cats, like he doesent know how to comprehend loving most things.

• He likes winter. He likes everything about it, the snow, the holidays, and because thats when he has an excuse to bring freezing animals into his home, he likes animals, like I said he just cant comprehend liking them.

• He LOVES Disney movies, you cant even change my mind. Just imagine him watching Tangled, I feel like he'd pretend to hate it but be so attentive. He also likes documentaries, but he only watches them when he wants to feel more at peace.

• He writes in russian cursive. If you cant read it he'll baby talk you through the sentence mockingly and act like you just cussed him out.

• Hes a picky eater but he eats weird foods, i have no clue how to explain it. Like he'll say no to sushi because he hates the idea of eating raw fish but then eat mulberries dipped in cottage cheese or something.

• In his thousands of years alive he never once tried to actually learn to cook, so he does not know how. At all.

• He is cat coded. I dont care what you say, talk to the wall.

• He downplays how much money he has. Hes been working for thousands of years and barely spends it, he probably has hundreds of millions saved up but thinks that hes broke and works himself to death because of it. He didnt have cash in his wallet once and got paranoid about it happening again when he didnt realize that not having cash doesent mean that youre dead broke.

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Ship hcs!!

• He likes cuddling. i feel like hes touched starved, so he likes to cuddle or just hold his lover, even just for a little bit.

• His love languages are probably gift giving and physical touch, he'll gift the most expensive thing he could find and then apologize about how it isnt much and then come back with a shitload of stuff the next day. The 1st hc pretty much explains the physical touch one.

• Yea, he has a temper and he looks a bit intimidating, but he can be extremely gentle and cuddly as well, only if its toward someone that he loves though.

• I feel like hes the type to complain about not getting enough attention and then just pushing it away as soon as he gets it.

• Clingy, but tries to hide it because he thinks being clingy is annoying, but he is clingy and cant stop being clingy.

• Hes the type to project the love he wishes he could have had onto his partner, or tries to because he isnt exactly sure how, but he tries!

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Angsty hcs!! (ok so remember that TW? This is where it comes into play so prepare yourself!!)

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TRIGGER WARNING!

• I feel like his parents tried to sacrifice him to Satan once or twice in his life because of his ability so he has a bunch of odd scars from it and thats why he wears layers, like pentagrams and random symbols just there on his skin.

• He probably got the habit of carving little things into his skin as a stress reliever because of the trauma so he just has more scars of crosses and random things

• He probably has major attachment issues from being alone most of the time, sitting in a dark room all the time with his silly little computer probably drives him insane without him even realizing it. So when he finally finds someone that he feels genuine concern or care for, he struggles because he has no clue how to love them since he was never taught or shown but also just knows he doesent want to lose them because its comforting to have them around.

• Hes probably a perfectionist when he wants to be or is totally focused on something, and so that drives him insane too.

• His parents also probably like, hardly even fed him, and when they did theyd probably bully him when hed just be trying to eat in peace, and so this is probably another habit from the trauma and now he has the mindset that eating more than one plate of food a day is gluttony (Basically an0rexia, but he doesent even realize thats what it is because he uses his religion as an excuse for it)

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Extra hcs/sidenotes!!

• He likes to chew on ice.

And no, his parents were not satanists they just thought he was a sin and god would forsake them for having such a disdainful child so they offered him to satan, because they were a little bit insane!! He only stuck with the christian beliefs because he thinks maybe satan didnt take him because god wanted him here, hes a bit delulu too but thats fine!! (he probably is a prophet because why is he ancient what the flip)

Anyway here are MY takes on headcannons for Fyodor, I know they're a bit extreme but im too eepy to redo this. But I do apologize if this triggered anyone, I tried to warn the best I knew how to, thanx for reading!!!

[starriharriet]

TW!!:Blurry Picture (i suck at taking pics)

got this animal crossing manga after going back home (i was on a camping trip) !!! worth the loss of a RM50 but atleast i get a change!!

(ps:if youre malaysian and u live in Shah Alam,Selangor,u can go to i city mall's popular,its on a wow sale but i think the actual price might be RM48.50,i got this for RM38.50 ❤️❤️)

[krusebruce]

My favorite thing is when natives are represented through their coats of arms. Instead of a night's helmet you got a traditional head dress. Or animals that don't appear much in hearldry as supporters. (Fish and birds)

After all hearldry shows culture. I like it because you can track cultural symbols. Its a breath of fresh air from the lions and eagles you see every everywhere.

Like. Look how unique this is. A symbol that you can look upon and go "thats Nunavut!". I love how they incorporated the native language to!!!!!!!!! The people voted on Nunavuts arms and I think that should happen more often. I think more flag nerds should convert to being coat of arms nerds bc. THEY MASSICURED MY BOY

Look at Malta's old emblem. Represents the culture! Well some fucks thought that it wasn't very good because It DiDnT hAvE a CrOwN so they changed it back to this fuck ugly thing.

I usually like it when countrys revert to old arms (Montreal and the jelly beam feasco) but this arms is atrocious This looks a coat of arms for a TOWN

This looks like "oh yeah the natives won't notice, uuuhg slap something together" also, Georges cross???????? Your not apart of England babe...if your going to do a throwback atleast add the dolfins from when you first gained independence But no. You wana look like a colony rather than an actual country. The mural crown isn't helping either. We can change you......don't listen to the stupid nationalists....this isn't in your heart