#bitches be like i wanna draw but dont wanna come up with what to draw

[justablah56]

hey I'm in the mood to draw more kitteens au , people should send me some of their fav s2 scenes for me to draw

[todayisafridaynight]

through the power of delusion and yuri i can make katase taller than aoki's secretary

[choccy-milky]

I was out with my mom at the store and saw this beautiful picture! I instantly thought of Clora and imagined her walking through a flower field with Seb trailing behind! Ahhh! So pretty!! ❤❤

(I can imagine this piece being from Seb's perspective, or he commissioned someone to paint it for him. We love a simping man 🥰)

thats bc it IS clora 🌼🌿

but that painting is beautiful AND IM SO HONOURED U THOUGHT OF CLORA WHEN U SAW IT??😭💖 and i love the idea of it being from sebs POV too...him taking her to a field of flowers and just watching and smiling as she twirls and frolics around and brings a truckload of flowers back with them....GRAHHH MY HEART🥹💖💖

@fulica-atra AW😭😭 i rly do have SO much fun drawing clora and seb all the time BAHHA so im happy if that can come across in my art as well🥹and im glad i could help inspire you too!! omg i was working on a webtoon before HL consumed me, and creating your own universe/characters/original world is definitely a challenge (but a fun one) and im with you there on daydreaming as you fall asleep...its the best part, tbh😤 GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR STORY!! and THANK YOUUU💖💖

hi and thank you!! so the first 2 times that smut happens in my fic i DO put a warning in the beginning notes, but overall, FROM WHAT I REMEMBER, smut happens in chaps 16 (not a sex scene tho...just some solo seb BAHHA), 23, 26, 27, and 32. there could be more im missing tho/smaller scenes i dont remember, so if you wanna be absolutely certain, you could also read it on ffnet! that site doesnt allow explicit content, so i cut the scenes out before uploading it there. (but i honestly would recommend just skimming past the smut on either ao3 or wattpad, since the ver of my fic that's on ffnet is a lot less polished/not edited💀 and sometimes dialogue happens before/after the smut, but i think i just cut it out entirely in the ffnet ver, i cant remember...) BUT ANYWAY, if you do get around to reading it, i hope you like it!!🙏

LMFAOOOO speaking of smut...truly the duality of man....i guess this is a sign i should finish the nsfw wips i have rn👀

BAHAHA THE WAY I THOUGHT THIS WAS GONNA BE SCATHING WHEN I FIRST GOT THIS ASK and saw the preview of 'im trying so hard to get through it..." LMAOO im sorry for making you put up with bitch ass lawley😔🙏 BUT THANK YOUUU AND IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT/ARE SO INVESTED💖💖💖

and your anon immediately afterwards made me laugh LMAOO. all better now!!! 🥰lawley who???

@vaiotai bc thats how men SHOULD be when theyre in love🥰i dont make the rules🥰🥰(except for when i do😇)

[psychwhor]

me and my bf might have a threesome tmr night and the other guy isnt that kinky so heres my ideal threesome if i could make it perfect!!

daddy has me tied up with my thighs spread, lightly tracing my pussy with his finger. he gets a notification on his phone and smiles down at me.

"you have no fucking idea whats coming."

he grabs a slip of fabric and ties it around my head, leaving me defenseless and unable to see or move. "stay there baby" he murmurs as he leaves, as if i have a choice.

a few minutes later he returns, but this time with another pair of footsteps. i start to panic and struggle against my ropes, crying out and asking whats going on.

a sharp slap against my cheek silences me. "shut up, slut." i quickly shut my mouth right before he hits me again, much harder. "what do you say after i tell you to do something, huh?"

i twitch but keep my mouth shut, angry about my situation. he slaps me a third time on the other side of my face, the hardest one yet, before grabbing my face and hissing into my ear, "you stupid bitch. you better switch that fucking attitude or i swear to god you'll regret it. there are two of us and one of you and you're all tied up and presented to us like a fucking whore, how do you think thats gonna go for you?"

"im sorry daddy" i whimper in response before he shoves my head back and draws away.

"good." he steps back and speaks to the other person in the room. "you can touch her now."

"fucking finally" a second voice greets, higher and sharp. "where do you want me"

"can you restrain her for a minute while i take these ropes off her? i dont think we need them." i feel someones cold hands wrap around my naked body, holding me in place while daddy unties me. i feel the strangers hands pinch and squeeze my nipples and i whine while he laughs at me.

"shes fucking pathetic. is she always like this?"

"no," daddy says, "shes usually a lot brattier. she must be scared."

"aw are you scared baby? are you fucking scared?" he grabs ahold of my throat with one hand, cutting off the flow of blood to my brain. "good. you should be"

my eyes roll back as i suddenly feel my boyfriend's tongue on my clit, lapping gently before licking up my cunt. i moas as he eats me out, all while his friend abuses my exposed chest. daddy adds his fingers in too, pressing his other hand on top of my cervix and before i know it i'm about to cum. he yanks his fingers out of me.

"dumb fucking whore, youre only allowed to cum after we do."

against the hand around my neck i rasp out a "please" before daddy draws back and slaps my cunt.

"you better get to work then, bitch" i hear his tone of voice shift as he adresses his friend, "do you wanna fuck her now?" i hear him agree and before i know it they've swapped positions and flipped me onto my stomach and i can feel the tip of his dick pressed against me. "you better be grateful for that prep earlier because thats the only thing you're getting tonight. okay?"

"yes daddy," i moan as an unfamiliar dick slowly pushes its way into me.

"fuckk," i hear the voice behind me moan as he pulls back out slowly just to slam back into me and start fucking me at a brutal pace.

"wait wait wait!" i beg, squirming as i try to push past the pain of the sudden roughness.

"you want me to wait? too fucking bad bitch. your daddy said i could do whatever i wanted to you so youre at our fucking mercy." he slaps my ass so hard i yelp and grab out for my boyfriend's hand. i hear his friend laugh right before the sound of daddys belt unbuckling, a moment before he grabs the back of my head and yanks it up by my hair. i feel the tip of daddys dick slap against my open mouth and tongue.

"can you be a good girl and take two dicks at once like we talked about? yeah?" he murmurs to me as a whine out a desperate "yes," before i feel him push himself inside of mouth.

instantly i can feel how big he is and i fight to restrain my gag reflex while he sinks deeper into my throat and his friend fucks me roughly from behind. i moan around his dick right before i gag for the first time. i hear him laugh before pulling out of my mouth and slapping me.

"none of that, okay? stay fucking still."

"yes daddy," i manage to rasp before he shoves his dick down my throat again. my head goes blank as the lack of oxygen starts to get to me, barely registering whats going on as im being fucked by two men at once. after a while i hear his friend groan that hes gonna cum before his hips come to a stuttering stop and he gasps, pausing for a second and catching his breath while daddy finally relents and i draw off his dick with a grateful sob, tears shining on my cheecks and drool on my chin.

"oh you're not done yet," i hear him growl before i'm flipped over again and my hands are held back by daddy until his friend comes over and takes his place. he moves to get between my legs, running a finger up my cunt and pushing what cum had seeped out of me back in. "youre such a slut i can't fucking believe youre doing this," he taunts. i start to respond before i feel both of his hands wrap arond my throat, cutting me off.

"not a fucking word."

he thrusts into me all at once and a practically scream as i feel myself stretch around his dick. his friend lets go of my hands and guides one of them to his dick, guiding me as i jerk him off. "there you go," he mutters, "fuck youre so fucking slutty."

"isn't she?" daddy, responds, punctuating each word with a particularly hard thrust. "its so fun to lend her out. she doesnt get a say in it and at the end of the day shes still fucking mine."

his friend murmurs an agreement before i feel my boyfriends hands squeeze even tighter around my neck as i lose consciousness completely. when i come to i can tell hes close, fucking into me so fast and hard that my mind stays blank and i start babbling pleas and moans for him to stop, crying that it hurts.

"fuck thats so hot fuck dont stop crying im not gonna fucking stop" he groans as he continues, moving one hand to grab mine. it's all i can do to lie there and take it while my other hand is being quickly jerked up and down his friends dick.

"fuck im gonna cum again," moans his friend, "open your fucking mouth. i comply and i feel him cum in my mouth, the foreign salty taste startling me. he goans as i swallow. "good girl."

daddy fucks into me even faster and i can tell hes close. i wrap my legs around his back and he cums inside of me, groaning as he fills me up. he stays like that for a while before slowly pulling out, his cum mixed with his friends' immediately dripping out of me. he removes my blindfold before pulling me in for a gentle kiss.

"you did so good baby, he whispers sweetly. "lets get you cleaned up."

AAH THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT but here we are. not proofread or anything i hope this is okay and u guys like it >.<

[fanofstuff01]

HERE I AM! Here I am with a little writing of mine!

Before we get started, this AU belongs to @woah-why-i-am-here and they have pretty cool drawings about it. GO CHECK IT OUT!

Considering the show itself is 16+, this is aswell, know it then read this, also it has Valentino.

DEAR TUMBLR! PLEASE DONT TAKE THIS DOWN!

A little summary: Adam fell to hell, needed money, and Valentino was the only one hired him. He owned his soul, and it was too late when Adam realized what he agreed to work on. He is one of Valentino’s top whores now. And of course, Adam and Angel met, in fact, more than ‘met’. Their films sure sell a lot. They slowly become friends and Angel convinces Adam to come to the hotel. This is after these happened. Also not shipping Angel x Adam.

ENJOY! (Also since you love holydust @rius-cave , tagging you!)

“And cut!” Valentino said proudly, ending the scene. “One hour break and we’re here till 8!”

Adam panted as he tried to collect his mind. He slowly backed away from the fish demon gal, wore his robes back and got up to go to his dressing room. This was the third demon he was on top of that day, and sure enough she was not gonna be the last. Today was gonna suck. Val was planning to work on eight fucking movies, not to mention six of them were gay and two of them were with Angel. He was glad the one-hour break came.

“Addie~” He heard someone behind him and felt that certain ‘someone’ gripping his shoulders.

Valentino. Awesome. Just who he needed.

He attempted to not show the fear and hatred he felt to his face and mask. Too bad the fucking thing was programmed to show every emotion on his face, and sometimes they didn’t even needed to be on his face, him feeling them was enough. Angel had a -probably true- theory about it, he thought that it was ‘connected’ to his brain when he wore it. Adam was already regretting that he put the “I will only work with a mask” in his contract. He didn’t like the idea of showing his face on films, but this was much worse. He couldn’t fucking took it off till his shift ended!

“Yes, Val?” He asked, trying to avoid the movements he was doing to his chest. Yes, prick? he corrected himself in his brain.

“You were so, so good in the last one, babe” he chuckled.

“Thank you, Valentino.”

“Go ahead. Rest, baby.” He thought he was gonna leave him, but instead, he leaned in and kissed his cheek, completely disgusting the sinner. He didn’t flinch or resist though, he knew what’d happen if he did. “Oh, I can’t wait to see you and Angie on stage together.” he let out another one of his creepy chuckles and finally let the first man go. Adam almost runned to his dressing room, closed the door behind him and threw himself on the couch.

“Fuuck.” He groaned and tried to grab his wine bottle without getting up.

“Adam?” A familiar voice came from outside.

“Door isn’t locked!” He yelled.

“Hey, dickmaster.” A pink spider demon came inside and sat down beside him, tilted his head back and watched as the demon managed to grab the bottle and drank it without standing up, like his life depended on it.

“Y’know you can choke yourself doin’ that, right?”

“Meh, who the fuck cares.” He get up dazedly and looked inside the bottle with one of his eyes.

“I don’t recommend dying on work hours, Val punishes the ones who do.”

“Unholy shit, that actually happened?!” Adam asked, his pupil-les eyes went wide.

“I saw three accidents.” Angel shrugged. “Any left for me?”

“Sorry, I guess that bitch camera guy sneaked up here again and stole my stash.”

“It’s fine. Wanna eat your food? We’re gonna need energy.” Angel asked and took out two containers out of his bag. “I made lasagna yesterday.”

“Oh, you bet I do then.” He smirked and took his own. Angel knew the best ways to make it.

They chatted together until their break ended.

“Adam! Get your ass here or there will be consequences!” A little window appeared in Adam’s mask, almost like a pop-up ad. It was their costume designer. “And bring Angel with you!”

“Fine, fine! Ugh.” He groaned, swiped the page to make it dissapear and get up. “Who’s idea was putting this shit on this again?” He mumbled to himself. “Let’s go cocksucker, we have another job to do.”

HOW IS IT!?

By the way, Adam’s mask in this is practically based on his original mask, a Voxtech product just for Adam. Like Vox’s screen, it’s like a screen-face.

I’ll continue this

[perreqult]

Clayton Keller requests you ask????

ALRIGHT SAY LESS I DONT CARE HOW OR WHAT I JUST NEED MEAN DOM CLAYTON TELLING ME TO ACT RIGHT

“ACT RIGHT.” ✶ clayton keller (18+ mdni)

summary: there’s not any sort of plot so just read it i guess 🤷🏽‍♀️

word count: 1.0k

contains: dom!clayton, p in v (unprotected— do not do that), vag. fingering, think that’s it.

notes: y’all send in more clayton requests i have a recent infatuation with him. also im terrible at writing dom shit so don’t expect this to be good.

“What? You getting all now flustered too?” He taunts you again, unzipping his jeans extra slowly. “You want me to go faster? Need this dick asap don’t ya? Didn’t think you were this much of a slut.” He mockingly tells you, finally getting his jeans undone and pulling down his underwear. You stare at his length and he just chuckles when he sees your focused eyes.

He lifts his shirt off his body and throws it somewhere on the floor. “Fuck are you waiting for— take your panties off, ‘wanna see that soaked pussy.” He says to you in a deep, lust filled voice.

You mutter something along the lines of “Oh.. o-ok.” and he laughs, pushing his hair back, out of his face as you pull your panties down and off your legs. “Take the bra off too, slut.” He tells you, pushing you onto the bed and gripping your neck.

“Do I gotta walk you through everything? Act right, bitch.” He tells you through a deep, demanding voice and squinted eyes. You follow what he says and undo the clips to your bra as quick as you can.

He licks his lips as grips your breasts roughly and you let out a high pitched moan. “Barely even touched you and you’re acting this slutty.” He says, looking into your eyes and fondling your tits. He dips his head toward your neck and starts biting and sucking, hard enough to leave marks that will last for a few days. You squeal when he brings his hands down to tightly grip onto your hips.

He draws back from your body, admiring the maroon marks left on your neck and across the expanse of your collarbone. He pushes your body fully back so you’re lying there flatly, on your back. He roughly spreads your legs open and laughs at the sight of your soaking pussy, waiting for him.

He smooths one of his hands over your stomach, drawing the other hand closer to your core. He brings his thumb and uses it to push down on your clit, making you squirm and let out a squeak.

“Squirm like that again and I’ll stop right now.” He says, in a low voice. He continues, thumbing your clit— which has you moaning and crying out but you try to hold still as best you can. He dips two fingers into your burning heat and the feeling has you whipping your head back and yelling out his name.

“God, you’re a slut. You’re going dumb on only two fingers.” He reaches his other hand up to grasp your neck and tilt it so you’re looking straight at him. You whimper, looking into his eyes.

He continues with his fingers, shoving them out and back in repeatedly,

curling them to hit that spot that makes you sputter out a loud moan until you’re left disheveled. A wave of pleasure overcomes you as you come all over his fingers, becoming a blushing mess.

Clayton moves over closer you your body and has his tip right outside your entrance. “Beg.” He says plainly as a sly smirk spreads across his face. You blush even harder and stutter out something that can’t even be counted as words.

“C’mon girl. Beg. Beg me if you want my dick so bad.” He mocks, sitting there waiting. “I..Clayton please.” You say as you look up into his eyes, doing anything to have him inside of you as quick as possible.

“Gotta do better than that. ‘Thought you wanted this?” He says, smirk spreading even wider across his face. “Please, Clay’, need your dick inside of me.” You practically moan out. He just grins as he slowly dips into your entrance and spreads your tight walls.

You cry out, spasming in pleasure. You moan out his name and his grip on your hips grows tighter. He starts thrusting, setting a brutal pace that has you throwing your head back in ecstasy. “Fuck.” He groans out. “Taking this like a good slut ain’t ya” You nod as he continues, letting out low groans everytime he bottoms out in a thrust.

He keeps going, his thick cock sending you into a spiral everytime he thrusts back in. He takes your legs and lifts them up onto his shoulders, allowing him to reach even deeper than before.

He takes one hand off of you, reaching it to grasp your neck and pull you into a rough kiss. He keeps a hard grip on your neck as he continues kissing and fucking into you.

When he finally breaks the kiss it’s to lunge at your neck and continue placing his marks on you. You cry out his name as he starts giving you even faster thrusts as he nears his orgasm, you ready to reach your second.

You clench down on his length as you reach your peak and yell out as loud as you possibly could. He lets out a low moan, squinting his eyes nearly shut as he follows suit and releases inside of you.

He lets out a deep sigh as his thrusts come to a stop. When he looks down at you you’re sprawled out, eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“More, Clayton. Please.” You squeal out, looking up at him with big, pleading eyes.

“How’d I end up with such a whore, huh?” He shakes his head with a breathy chuckle. He doesn’t deny your request though and instead starts thrusting in and out of you once more. All you knew was tonight was gonna be a long night.

[pandoraroid]

I FINALLY GOT TIME and hehe giggles twirls hair im watching fool Fooliverse Guy

"who is it?" hand in marriage NOW. i have no fear in saying he sounds like my type.

ooohhh so it kinda is like a reverse of prime honey and guy?

"you're welcome to hang. you always are." I SMILED SO WIDE. I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE

"at this point the only good thing about this place is... well you." GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET STAWPPFNWJC

HIS LAUGH / GIGGLE OMG JVDFKNJ so smegsy of you guy what fuck

"you really like hugging, huh?" i have nothing appropriate to say to that.

"it's cool. i didn't say i didn't like it. i'm just uhm... not used to it. it's nice when it's you though." so how far are we going to dissect that.

"there. now you got plenty of room... goof." the way my foot stepped on the brakes!

ARE WE CUDDLING WITH GUY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MALFUNCTIONING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"in ten or twenty years when i actually finish something for once, you'll be the first to know.” that's so sweet oh my god jsadhbfvxbhjn

"duh. you're my best friend. you got me for the long haul. i'm not going anywhere if you're not." HAND IN MARRIAGE NOW.

“metaphorically at least." ILL TAKE WHAT I CAN GET YOU BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL SOUL

"yeah, i meant it." THE THING IN HIS VOICE THE THING IN HIS VOICE. idont know how to describe it BUT THE THING IN HIS VOICE WHEN HE SAYS THIS "i don't wanna live somewhere else but... i still wanna live with you, if you do." you seriously may as well have proposed and bonded our souls together atp

"sick." JESUS "it's easy with you." HAND IN MARRIAGE. NOW.

in my head, i'm thinking that this is seriously just how prime honey is. just lowkey dropping heartfelt confession one after another but guy is either too oblivious or too in denial to act on it? not sure if im right but its a funny thought.

A DRAWING??? OH MY GOD my artistic king I LOVE YOU

"oh to be loved by a writer" "oh to be loved by an artist" trope WOULD HATE TO SEE THESE BITCHES COMING.

"saying shit is hard. writing it is easy."

"these notebooks, these sticky notes, these napkins... bag of the receipts people don't want from deliveries. all this paper... this is where i put everything. all the crazy, stupid thoughts in my head. the shit that jump arounds a million miles an hour. all the stuff that i... wouldn't know how to say out loud. it can live on the paper.

words in there are all the parts of me that i don't know how to give anybody.

i want you to read it. i just want you to read it once its good. i want you to get the best version of it. i want it to be the version of me worth knowing."

you already are !!!!

"[scoffs?] shut up." NO YOU "if you say so." ME AND THOUSANDS OF OTHER PEOPLE GUY BABY YOU ARE SO LOVED

"you smell good. [laughs]. that's not weird. you're weird... yeah well i like weird so fuck me i guess." BET

"can i... can i ask you something?" yes i will marry you. "no uh, it's just... you joke like that with me a lot. it's funny... and it's fun i like it. no, it's not [i dont understand what he said my bad ToT] i don't throw it back as much but that's because i'm not that quick... uhm, i just- i never seen you joke like that with anybody else, with any of your other friends.... yeah that isn't a question. nevermind i guess." THE WAY MY FOOT STOMPED ON THE BRAKES. WHAT THE FUCK

PLEASE SAY IT. I MEAN THIS IS SO GOOD AND THE TENSION(?) IS THERE BUT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE JUST SAY IT.

"what? tell me what?" THE THING IN HIS VOICE THE THING IN HIS VOICE "yeah of course... wait what?" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"are-are you serious?" YES BABY IM SERIOUS. IM SERIOUS ABOUT YOU. I LOVE YOU. IM ON MY KNEES BABY I LOVE YOU

the sound of the bed creaking... honey trying to leave or turn away to not make things awkward but GUY STOP THEM OH MY FUCKING GOD "hey wait. dont't- don't go. please. don't... apologize."

"i like you too... like that yeah." AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SOUND THE WEDDING BELLS. EVERYONE IS INVITED TO MY HOUSE IM COOKING A FEAST. IM SENDING OUT THE INVITATIONS. THE WEDDING COLORS ARE-

but to be for real there is something so sweet and soft about this entire confession this entire fucking video and i love it. i love you guy in every universe.

"i didn't mean to say it like that just... i didn't know you felt like that for real. i thought it was just jokes so i didn't i never said anything because i didn't wanna make you feel weird. i didn't want that closeness to stop. i like being close with you."

THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS.

"wow." yeah that was a romance movie kiss for real. "just because i don't show it much doesn't mean i don't feel stuff deep. the stuff that matters. you matter. a lot." AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

kithes i love kithes i love you guy :(

"fuck." THE SMILEE IN THAT VOICE. "... i guess i found a way to keep you from being bored after all." honey hititng him in every universe (affectionately) is a win.

"oh yeah?" MADE ME WEAK

"i can think of a couple of things i can get used to too. [laughs] you tell me." AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

KISSES I LOVE KISSES I LOVE YOU MY POOKIES

in conclusion, "ceilings" by lizzy mcalpine IS THEIRR SONG IN EVERY UNIVERSE

i love guy and honey so fucking much they deserve the world.

imagine that the world is fucked up as it is and couple that with supernatural politics, magical species, the unknown, and the apocalypse possible approaching

and you're in love with your best friend. they are your roommate and you get to come home to them.

that is so fucking cool.

[lululandd]

problem;

pairing: simon ‘ghost’ riley x f!reader

word count: 712

warnings: self-doubt, anxiety, insecurity, eventual fluff

note: i really dont wanna paint könig, im mad procrastinating

summary: the unspoken ‘with me’  hangs in the air.

 “You packed.”

His curt tone made you flinch as you gingerly put groceries in the fridge. You tried as best you could to not look his way, hoping Simon would let the matter go. You had broken your leg and fractured your wrist in the most uncool way possible, slipping on ice. He had warned you beforehand, knowing how frail normal human bodies could be. Unlike his apparently, sometimes you wonder if he sees himself as indestructible just because he’s 6 '3.

His hand came to view and you froze, shoulders curling into yourself as you tried to subtly move away from him. Sensing your tense demeanour, he slowed his motions and gently grabbed the fruit from your hand, put it inside the fridge himself, and leaned on the counter. Not daring to look him in the face, you decided to try and continue packing your groceries. 

Sighing, he dragged your chair away from the fridge and closed it.

“You’re going to your parents?” his voice was barely above a whisper, but it scared you so bad he might have as well have shouted. “What’s wrong with staying here?”

You were on the verge of tears, not knowing why. Simon’s always busy with work, he barely comes home, and the one time he had a three month long break from it you stupidly slipped on some ice. He has to take care of you, instead of having fun and going somewhere or doing whatever he wants on his time off.

Stupid.

Useless.

“I just didn’t want to bother you with broken leg and hand stuff. My parents' place is closer to the doctor’s office and the physical therapy place anyway.”

He visibly tensed and you know you fucked up. 

“Physical therapy is after you’re fully healed.” he remarked, you saw a flicker of indignation in his eyes, “Are you planning to stay there the whole time I’m here? Every time I go to work you complain that I’m never home and the one time I come home for longer than a week you do this.”

You stared at him wide-eyed, a muted gasp twists your face. “It was an accident, Simon! You say that like I fell on purpose or something!” You say in a raised voice, appalled at his words.

He presses both palms on his eyes, “No, that’s not what I meant at all.” He squatted next to you–you never knew men that big could do that–and placed a large hand on your thigh. “By ‘this’ I meant going to your parents. I will be here for three months, and you want to stay with your parents for however long it will be. What’s wrong with being here?”

The unspoken ‘with me’  hangs in the air.

“Oh.” A wave of embarrassment flowed through your veins, you had thought of the worst of him when all he wanted was to spend time with you. With uninjured you, preferably. “Sorry.”

“You’re still not answering any of my questions, love.”

Weighing your words, you realised you can’t weasel your way out of telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. 

“I don’t want to bother you, Simon.”

“Bother?” He breathes.

A shiver of apprehension travelled up your spine at the way he spoke. You’ve heard that tone before, but never directed towards you; it was always towards people bothering you two. Does that mean he sees you as a bother right now?

“You don’t have a lot of time off, and I don’t want you to waste it… here.. taking care of me while I can’t do jack shit. You have to carry me up and down the stairs, you have to carry me to and from the car when we go outside,” you gestured with your good hand, “you have to go with me to the doctors and my physical therapy, you have to do most of the cooking and cleaning, and you have to sit down and listen to me bitch about this broken leg from 1am to 4am.”

He stood up and cupped the back of your neck, his thumb slowly drawing soothing circles as he kissed the top of your head.

“You’re listing things I already want to do, with or without your broken leg.”

[matsunoluvr]

୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ how i think rafayel would react to horror movies…

might be a bit ooc, sorry if it is… _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

characters: rafayel

use of “Mr/Miss” - NB readers can ignore this!!

warnings: slight gore, swearing, suggestive connotations, rafayel, he bites you (softly)

continued under the cut ~

writers notes: kind of inspired by the your fragrance card near the end（≧∇≦）

“I’ll have you know, Miss/Mr Bodyguard, I don’t get scared easily.”

absolute pussy.

half covers his face every time he thinks there’s going to be a jump scare with his shirt

“miss/mr bodyguard… you dont think there’s going to be another on-AGH!”

OH MY GOOOD imagine his voice all whiny and a little shaken - i’ll tell you what i know he wants to hold onto you but is too embarrassed

his screams aren’t long, they’re more like a high pitched yelp

when the jump scares aren’t as scary, he flinches slightly or laughs at you

“awww miss/mr bodyguard, need to hold my hand?”

he’d look at you with a shit eating grin as if he wasn’t screaming like a bitch earlier

first time he yelped you couldn’t help but tease him

oh my god the beautiful shade of red his ears went as he defended himself

“I didn’t expect it, that’s all- don’t laugh… ugh..” and he’s darting his eyes in every direction, blocking his lips and cheeks from your sight but the flush is visible up his neck, up to the tip of his ears <3

if you’re eating popcorn he probably either dropped some, spit some out or choked on some 💀

° • * Incoming text from : Rafayel

“miss bodyguard, come n watch me paint plss im lonely”

Snuggled on the couch, you munched away greedily on the popcorn Rafayel had made - a little on the burnt side but hey, popcorn is popcorn - whilst he lazily scrolled through the movie options.

“What d’ya wanna watch?” He tilted his head towards you, eyes still trained on the TV. The space between the two of you was substantial, the bowl of popcorn, a few of the plushies you two had won from the claw machine, bottled water and a few other things, yet you could still feel his body heat radiating off him.

Humming passively, you can’t help but snort as he stops at the horror movie section.

“Horror?” You smirk, raising an eyebrow at him, causing an arguably overdramatic face of offence in response.

“What are you saying, why that tone?” He frowned, popping an un-popped kernel between his teeth, the crunching sound biting back at your remark.

“Hey-” Lifting your arms in faux defence, you shrug your shoulder at him. “I’m just saying, I didn’t take you for a horror-movie enjoyer.”

At this you watched his frown deepen and the familiar glint of competitiveness in his eyes, and now you were really in for it. He scrolls to the closest movie - “The Silence” - and immediately selects the movie to start…

[ 30 minutes into the movie]

Another yelp and your cheeks are hurting from the constant grin and chuckling as you watch Rafayel cowering beside you.

His eyes are half closed and his knees are drawing up close to his chest in a fetal-esque position, his bottom lip chewed and face flushed in a beautiful shade of pink.

“Agh- fuck!” Yelping again, he shuffles closer to you, hands clasping gently at your sleeve as he covers himself from another jump scare. He resembled a vulnerable kitten, and if you really tried you could almost make out the flattened ears and quivering tail.

“Aww, Rafayel. Feeling scared?” You cooed, petting his hair in a mocking manner, feeling his curls under your finger tips.

In response, he presses his face into your side, trying to block out the light and view. You can feel his nose pressing against you and his voice comes out muffled.

“I’m just tired, tired! Not scared, need to rest my eyes.” Rafayel grumbled out, pouting with his face nuzzled in your figure. His cheek squishes against you as he turns to the side to speak clearer.

“Miss/Mr Bodyguard… what fragrance did you use?”

Confused, you look down at Rafayel - subconsciously blocking out the screams and noises coming from the TV screen.

“Nothing, why?”

“Don’t lie to me. I hate lies.”

Pressing his face back into your side, he nuzzles into you. Now he really resembles a cat, practically purring at you.

“Smells bad…” Rafayel grumbles, yet he can’t stop pressing his cheek along your side, nor the flush that ran along his cheekbones, concentrating and pigmenting his ears.

“Rafayel, what are you…” Drifting off mid sentence, you feel his hand guide your hand to his cheek, soft and warm to the touch. His eyes lift to meet yours, dazed and glossed over.

Whatever he was smelling was really fucking with him.

“Hey, I’m not sure if-” A gentle bite to your hand followed by the dragging off his tongue along the marks left behind. He seemed almost drugged, sense of reason long gone.

“Fuck.. what is in that perfume…”

“I told you- I don’t have any perfume on.”

Completely disregarding you protests, he presses on, biting again at your palm. Once cowering position now more upfront, his legs shifted to lean over your body.

“Miss/Mr Bodyguard… let me remove this scent from you…”

[dearest-painter]

hi!! I’m the Valentino daughter anon, this is getting really long to type so it’s gonna be 🚬🎀 because I’m lazy.

what about The reader trying to get her dad to like her when she still lived with him by trying to be like him? Kinda like that one scene from bojack horseman where Bojack tries to smoke his mom’s cigarette and the scene ends with Beatrice saying “I’m punishing you for being alive” because angst has been in my head recently and I don’t know why.

anywho, thank you for not thinking my idea is annoying or weird, and also thank you for not being annoyed with my spamming because my info dumping has been nonstop<3333

PLEASE KEEP SPANMING ME VAL DAUGHTER ANON! PLEASE! I LOBE BEING SPAMMED!!!! DONT STOP >:[

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship,abusive behavior,abusive relationship, Valentino’s BITCH ass, no real yandere behavior but still Yandere AU, tell me if I need to add more

Summary: You had a dream again…it had Valentino…it’s been like this for weeks

You knew this was a dream…because this took place in the past. You sighed. This one reoccurred so often that you just go through it to make it stop. Getting up from the spot you where sitting in you grabbed the drawing as you walked down the hall. It always seemed so long when walking. You looked down at the drawing. It was a scribble of you and Valentino smiling, but not holding hands. You were beside him and holding a bucket that said ‘Tips for dad’ and Valentino was smiling as he held money in his hands.

He always seemed so happy when he had money…or anything or anyone else around him yet he seemed disinterested whenever you were around. You remember wishing to someone that he would finally love you for once. You wanted it so deeply. Before your mama and dad came around, you begged for Valentino’s love. A little part of you still does.

You finally reached the door. ‘Valentino’s office’ You sighed as you knocked on the door then meekly said. “Dad…it’s me…can I come in?” You waited…and waited until you heard a groan. That always meant yes so you entered, with your head down staring at the drawing. You didn’t wanna risk seeing one of Angel Dust’s coworkers in there, while they were pretty and cared for you..you didn’t wanna risk seeing them in their most vulnerable time..you know that whenever a worker enters here their vulnerable.

“Here you go dad” You softly said as you put the drawing on his desk. You could hear him snatching it. “Do you like it?” You softly asked. You heard him mumble something under his breath. If you were to look up you’d see him shaking his head and rolling his eyes. “Yeah sure” he said in an annoyed tone. You knew he hated it but that little part of you felt happy that he said he liked it. “Now I got work to do. Go play with those toys” he said as he waved his hand. “Can…can I hangout with Angel Dust?” You softly asked.

He thought about it then shrugged as he pushed you out his office. “Sure, I don’t care. I’m busy so don’t bother me okay sweetie?” He said in an annoyed tone. He hates calling you that. But you were happy, you got some love from him. Smiling widely you headed towards Angel Dust, this was always your favorite part of your dream. Going to play with mama.

[murcielagatito]

do you have any fashion/clothes advice for fat & big titted mascs? I have so much trouble finding more masculine clothes that fit & that I feel like I look good in :(

BABYYYYYYY I GOTCHUUUU wanna look cool like me? follow these three simple steps and youll be looking flyer than a bee in no time

step one *body by megan thee stallion starts playing* love it or hate it your body is yours and its the only one ya got. so you have to understand it. study it. figure out what body type you have {link} {link} {link} and yeah while you might not want to; remember, to find comfort you must first be uncomfortable. now you might be thinking to yourself, king! what the hell does this have to do with dressing more masc? no te preocupes onto……..

step two proportionssss with clothes you can literally change the proportions of your body. do you want to have a longer or shorter torso? are you trying to make your chest look smaller or does that not really matter to you? personally, i bind. while not everyone has a binder, workout and compression tops are pretty easily accessible and comfortable too. now this is advice for us big breasted bitches so bitty titty commitee dont chime in with the sports bra IT DOESNT WORK. we got BIG TITS the extra fabric that tops provide is literally so niceand makes it feel like nothing is gonna spill out. oop got sidetracked a little bit pero back to proportions

tops if the desired look is a more boxy and less curvy look, dont automatically go for the baggiest shirt in your closet. or do! it all depends on step one. but also dont be afraid of pulling out that crop top that you keep saying youll maybe wear one day and then never do. length is very important for the type of silhouette youre trying to achieve. if you want to minimize your hips, wear a shirt that sits above them not past. if that doesnt really matter, pues lo q sea. some plus sized clothing is naturally designed to minimize hips with a U shaped hem. the problem comes from literally nobody ever thinking about the fact that not every big is big n tall. now u might like that look and i know i certainly do ¡asi q si te gusta sigue!

bottoms tighter is NOT better. skinny jeans accentuates the curvature of your hips. for a more masculine fit go with a straight leg or even just a baggy pant. dont like the looseness at your ankles? try a baggy jogger. if you want to draw less attention to your hips and have a lil fun with your silhouette grab some fucking flared pants or bell bottoms theyre so much fun. grab some shorts. your legs are muscly as fuck from carrying the weight of being a baddie so show those calf muscles off! wearing loose skater shorts with a baggy tee gives the effect of a boxier look

step three putting it all together mix n match that shit! try on one pair of pants and rotate through the tops to see which combinations you like best and then do it in reverse. yeah its a lot of work but do u think i look this good from just tossing shit together? NO i tried every combo i possibly could and figured it out from there and there are still combos that i havent even tried yet. try some layers. go for the classic open button down with a tee. play with the length of the layers. instead of splitting up your silhouette into two try three. get really fun with it and throw yourself a lil fashion show! i love doing a catwalk down my hallway and posing at my mirror in the living room it makes the tediousness of trying on a bunch of different clothes more fun. oh and dont look at the outfit AS youre making it wait to see the results at the end. trust the process

now for the real real advice play with the masculine and the feminine together! youll be surprised at how well the two compliment eachother. go thrifting! youll never find cool shit in retail stores. those mfs think fat people only deserve frumpy shit and never actually carry anything cool in our sizes so dont waste your time and happiness browsing the racks only to find something you wished came three sizes bigger. MODIFY YOUR CLOTHES. you got shit you hate in your closet right? so start there. its not like youre wearing it anyways so change it into something you hate a little less. who knows? you might end up loving it. and once you become more confident with modifying things and finding out what truly works for you you can move on to pieces you like and turn them into pieces you love. OH AND DONT FORGET SHOES AND ACCESSORIESSSS a platform goes a long way to make your legs look longer and again change those proportions. and who doesnt love accessories? get some chunky rings and a chunky necklace or two in your jewelry box. bigger is better 🫶🏽

okay now that everyone is gone

BE NICE TO ME PLS ANT TY ILUUUUUUUU 🫶🏽 I HOPE THIS HELPED

[emporer-of-chaos]

Another swap au whoooo. This one is partially inspired by @phenphoenix swap au (go check it out its amazing) mostly because he nailed almost exactly what I wanted this swap au husk and niffty to be like and I like the names he came up with.

(Huskers wings are the same same goes for his tail I just.. really didn't want to draw them) Anyhow in this universe niffty was the overlord i have no idea of what i tried coming up with something but couldn’t so if you have any ideas tell me please its driving me insane unfortunately for her she is still nifty and she let her obsessive tendencies get the best of her leading to her making some horrible calls that resulted in her being backed into a corner and making a deal with angel to preserve her power. Husk on the other hand still got backed into a corner due to his gambling habit but in this au he wasn't an overlord and the reason he made a deal with angel was because he owed money to his mafia due to it. He actually feels like his life has improve massively since making that deal and as such does not regret it at all Their personalities are mostly the same, just nifty being depressed and husker not being. I imagine niffty in this au is being very obsessive and in need of controlling everything in regards to that obsession while husker is much more caring and compassionate. Plus I love the idea of Husker having more feline tendencies such as him randomly dropping everything and chasing a mouse as this aus version of nifty roach obsession.

But their relationships with certain characters are very different, husker and angel are pretty close. He is grateful to Angel since as I stated before he is treated pretty well by him but while they are kind of friends their relationship never developed further due to the distance that one party straight up owning the other's soul put between them. For huskerdust to happen in this au angel would have to voluntarily give up husks soul which i dont think would happen in the near future. Niffty on the other hand is a bit resentful but mostly indifferent about angel a “could have been worse” attitude what i wanna talk about is her relationship with Alastor. She quickly becomes a good friend of his and while she is annoyed at him never fully acting like himself always wearing that smile (which she recognizes as a desperate bid for controle) their friendship doesn't have as rocky of a start as husk and angel dust in canon. But she still eventually has enough and calls out his bs in a similar manner to huskies “everyone loves to bitch to the bartender” spiel. In her case though the reason she knows so much is that people straight up forget she is there. Mostly because I think it's a lot more fitting for her plus I think it's funny. I am probably gonna draw the whole scene of her psychoanalyzing everyone once i decide who the fuck im swapping Sir pentious with becouse atm i have no idea.

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[kingdomofpink]

here's the rest of the oc ask meme, I just ended up filling out the rest of it for fun and I figured I wouldn't get anymore asks anyway so I'll just dump it all here. under the cut bc its long

Describe your OC physically- what do they look like? What notable features do they have, or what’s your favorite part of their design?

Neera- Neera's a pale bitch, she wears sunscreen every single day because she HATES getting sunburnt, that shit is SO annoying literally leave her alone. She has never given a shit about her hair but she doesn't cut it because she can't be bothered and it's a waste of money in opinion so she just throws it up and out of the way all the time but like sometimes she uses it as bait, like when bailey's trying to beat her ass for flaking out on payment, he always grabs her hair and that means he's not putting his hands anywhere else. Notable features would be uhhh her ahoge! i kinda use it as an indication of her emotional state in a very minor way? it wasnt intended at first but i started to notice i would draw it a certain way in her more lewd drawings so im making it a thing now As for fav part of her design, i think id say eyes because they're easy to draw and her expression usually remains the same blank/stoic one and its becoming muscle memory and i dont have to struggle with it lmao

Avis- When starting his save I went LARGE BODY immediately bc ive never played with it before and it has been LIFE CHANGING, BRO HE KICKS ASS IN GAME, so uh, he's tall and built, that's canon now, i was gonna do plain black hair but then my brain went "what if purple color theme tho" bc i like to color code my ocs so its like an dark midnight fig/eggplant color with the highlights because i liked it. anyway his eyes are like so black you can only see his pupil from like melee distance which means you are a target now, sorry there's no escaping now, and there's no reason in particular for this color except i like it on male chars a lot, i think its hot Notable features, not to be obvious points at fox tf. and ofc his demon tf, but he hides that because when it comes to ppl who can see his tf's, some of them will just look back and forth between them like, two things on head, two tails what- and he really just went, pick ONE so i wanna say demon tf generally only shows when he's using his demonic abilities or he's too horny to control it fav design-- EARS AND TAIL SORRY TO BE A FREAK BUT i wanna pet him, my fuzzy little bastard and i think he would kill me for it. it was def a struggle trying to figure out how to draw them at first but i think i figured it out, i cannot recall any other ocs i have that have animal ears WHICH IS SAD BC THEY'RE FUN but a lot of my ocs are set in universes where uhh those are impossible so i purposefully hunted for fox tf for him bc i wanted it and i thought it would make him hot

What is their stance on religion? Are they a devout believer, against the idea of gods, or somewhere in between? Do they make their practice or their opinions public, or keep it private?

Neera- Neera is an initiate on a technicality, uhh she has her virginity and she wanted to do the trial of purity to kind of… work on her pain tolerance? so she can hold off longer when she's assaulted (in game reason is to raise willpower) and also she'll take the free money once a month. she's not going to care about her grace increasing or decreasing simply because she's using the temple for her own benefit, but internally she kind of despises it as a system, considering how many times she's gotten molested by a member of the church just by literally going in there (lichen, geting the artifact from the rooms) and she's like "you fucking hypocrites" this is another instance of her NOT giving a shit about being a tattletale and goes to tell jordan and just never goes into the temple unless absolutely necessary

Avis- The temple is a JOKE to Avis, these guys preach about purity and and the innate goodness of humans and hes somewhere in the back, rolling his eyes and gagging (or fucking a cute nun who thought she could take advantage of him and instead gets railed in one of the pews) bro is so cynical and doesn't hide it. They're either snakes just like him or they're naive little bugs he has NO interest in interacting with

How do they act when they’re sick, and does it change depending on who they’re around or how sick they are?

Neera- "I don't get sick." shoves her out of the way Yes she does, see Neera likes to present the image of her having no weaknesses, but she can and does get sick. Not very often simply because she's neurotic about preventitive measures but when she DOES get sick she DISAPPEARS, she will lock herself away and just perservere until she's fine again. She does not want anyone seeing her in a weak state because then they'll take advantage of her ofc, what tf else would they do

Avis- This man… becomes even BITCHIER when he's sick if you can believe it. if he doesn't feel good it is now the problem of EVERYONE in his vicinity, note: he is not any less invulnerable, in fact he now has less of an interest of making a game out of you if you bother him, he will simply destroy you. If high love/relationship with him in general he would want to be taken care of, only in the sense of, "ofc you should take care of me, who else plays with you so well?" He really becomes the worlds most annoying man and somehow his ego is even more present in this state

Neera- Weak to both, she overheats so easily, she will go out of her way to not spend time outdoors when its hotter than 80 F (26C), because she hates sweating. She doesnt like being in the sun either. Cold is one she prefers, like her ideal room temp is low 70s (20C) cause she can just throw on a jacket or snuggle in a blanket. She fucking hates snow however, thinks its a mushy mess and forces her to wear socks when she's sleeping because her hands and feet become ICE cold easily

Avis- He has no preference towards one or the other. His tail provides him warmth is he's somwhere cold for too long, but his clothes are decent enough for that so it's usually just him shoving his hand into the fur if his hands get too cold for his liking. And when it comes to the heat, bro will take any opportunity to do away with his clothes. He's a showoff with a huge ego, and likes when people ogle him.

Share a sentence of dialogue from your OC that you think represents them well.

Neera- I don't think I have actual dialogue written for her in anything specific (yet) So unfortunately this one will have to come in the future

Avis- "I could make things really fun for you if you'd like. All you have to do is agree to be my toy. I promise to treat you well. (lie)"

What does their bed and/or desk look like? Tidy or cluttered - are they both the same, or is one neat and the other messy?

Neera- Organized clutter for both. Her desk is where she keeps almost all of her frequently used materials- books, sewing supplies, letters from her mother, school assignments, etc. The same can be said for her bed. This is her place of comfort and kind of a 'sacred' space to her as she doesn't let people in her room willingly unless she trusts them. Her bed is the ultimate form of that. She has many pillows and comfortable blankets and plush toys she sleeps against at night, (in my head this lowers her trauma hen she sleeps in her bed without interruption) and she okayed the money spent in the knowledge that it brings her continuous comfort.

Avis- Aint a damn thing besides a pillow and blanket on his bed (two pillows as an adult, ooh luxurious) gets in the way of sex, why would he do that unless its a toy, but the toys are much better place on his toy instead. His desk is mostly unused, he's got a little flip calendar on it and a deck of cards he swiped from Wren and then just has a cheap notepad he uses for school related stuff. he doesn't put effort into any of the school projects, he just does them when they interest him or he wants the reward but he won't spend longer than an hour at his desk. He keeps candlesticks on his desk and nightstand for reasons you can probably guess, but a fun initial thought with the one on his nightstand is he will fully just toss a lit candle at the gooners that pay Bailey to molest him in his sleep. It's very amusing to him.

How do they deal with pain (physical or emotional)?

Neera- In encounters, Neera is a manipulative bitch. Max school skills has her pain tolerance high and her apologizing and pleading interactions at max effectiveness and she uses that to her advantage. She's used to pain but she doesn't like it. She's learned to compartmentalize it in the moment to prevent others from taking advantage of her in a weak moment. Physical and emotional she bottles it up and swallows it. It will never get out.

Avis- This bitch is a MASSIVE SADIST, inflicting pain gets him off and he has such high willpower he can still keep kicking your ass mid nut. When that pain is inflicted on him however? He just gets annoyed, pissed off. If he was trying to have fun with it (a noncon encounter where he tried to switch positions with his assaulter? he'd get so bored and just fight them off and go about his day.) But if it was a consensual encounter and this person tries to Dom him and get all uppity? Haha, no. He will make one of two decisions, turn it into a noncon encounter where THEY are the victim and use them until he's bored, or make an example of them and beat them within an inch of their life so they never make such an amateur mistake again. Oh and emotional pain uhh.. as of this moment in time I cannot think of anything that would hurt his feelings. Not a one… (perhaps he has no feelings idk, he simply bastard)

How comfortable are they relying on other people, and what situations would change their comfort level?

Neera- She internalized her childhood before the Orphanage so much that literally nothing has changed her outlook on the world and leaving the youth ward only reinforced it actually. Her trust in others is all but completely withered, even if she cares about people like Robin, or the other orphans, she doesn't trust any of them. In an event where they had to choose to help her or save themselves, she knows they would save themselves and she doesn't blame them for it. So she doesn't "rely" on other people, she makes deals, interactions are transactional and an equal amount of give and take. Which to her, when she 'receives' help, she repays her debt in some way via monetary payment or something they want from her (within reason) and when she 'gives' it's usually like how she is with the orphans, she protects them because she wants to. It makes her feel better, strong, like she's worth something. Other people relying on her feels good, but relying on others is scary because she doesn't see herself as worthy of being cared for.

Avis- Literally why would he ever rely on someone else. He can take care of himself and even take care of others (sexually) when he wants so what's the point. He's not weak and things always go his way so he's never put in a vulnerable position where he needs to consider relying on someone else. His peers are weaker than him and adults are just as bad if not worse than he is so he wouldn't trust them as far as he could throw them. But he would absolutely blackmail them (Leighton) because that's fun.

How does your OC take up space? What do they do with their hands when they talk, or how do they sit in chairs?

Neera- She's so neutral in most scenarios that she gives off npc energy. She sits like, freakishly proper not even on purpose it's just how her body moves, it's giving robot. If she's sitting in any kind of reclined chair that's back even a little bit too far she's sitting in it at like a 90 degree angle uncomfortably, or she will pull the back up so she can sit at a 90 degree angle comfortably. The most natural you will see her is in her room, and if you got in there? Congrats you tamed the feral animal. She curls up into a ball around her cow plush when she sleeps, she looks so small and it's the most 'human' she looks in a frequent occurance. If she's having a conversation with someone her arms/hands like.. don't give at all, but she's one of those people where if you held something out to her she would hold it and continue talking like nothing happened and not acknowledge it unless you brought it up.

Avis- This man is cock and balls out in everything he does, he thinks he's so cool and so important and that everyone loves him or they're wrong. He spreads his legs pussy out to face the world on the subway and does NOT move or give space if an old person or pregnant person gets on the same car as him. If he's having a normal conversation with someone /this has never happened ever/ (ex: Niko or Brooke) he's got his hands in his pockets like he's so chill and cool, probably talking about pervert shit they is so absolutely atrocious and would be censored on any TV airing from 6am to midnight. And with someone he's like playing or flirting with his hands are so active and touchy, touching their hair, their face, leaning against the wall as he gets in close (kabedon). Personal space? No it's our space, actually no it's his space and you're just there too.

What are three moments in their life that impacted your OC the most?

Neera- The day her father died, the day her mother got admitted to the Asylum (and the day she was sent to the Orphanage), The day she left the youth ward and realized she was never going to have a chance at a comfortable life no matter how much she wanted it

Avis- (I wanna say he got his demon tf first so) When he got the full demon tf, his instincts changed and molded even more towards his extremely perverse nature that he has now, being entirely sex brained but now he feels stronger because of it. Meeting Wren; he mostly survived off of stealing semi valuable things to get by, paying off Bailey when he felt like it just to not have that particular annoyance hanging over his head, and when he met Wren, he was able to get into more… high risk high reward situations that awarded his current wealth. For the third one I want to leave it kind of open and ambiguous as a pc interaction like "YOU! Could make a huge impact on this terrible man's life!" Because in all seriousness you can. It's hard, but it's possible. If he didn't have his fox tf, it would be impossible, but because of it, he can be swayed to be in a monogamous relationship (per universe because everyone deserves to fuck this asshole if they so choose to do so) and "guided" to be gentler and more caring towards a pc that has built a relationship with him.

If they can or would drive, what would their car be like? Not gonna go super in depth on these ones bc im not a car person and i dont/cant drive Neera-She'd have something basic like an suv she did like minimal research into of being the like… safest to drive and crash survivability. She wouldn't like a small, lower to the ground car, cause they' just make her feel claustrophobic.

Avis- I'm gonna b e honest with you guys, it would be some kind of convertable or big fancy truck because 1. he likes to show off and and he would have fun parking somewhere semi public and fucking you in it (convertable-top rolled down, truck- in the truck bed)

How do they connect with the people around them? Love language, how they offer comfort, etc.

Neera- I'm gonna be real with you guys, this girl is so awkward internally, she doesn't know how to connect with people, which is why she wonders why people are interested are interested in her at all (Alex for one but she supposes it's due to her being the only non hostile interaction since he lives alone on his farm) her love language? I guess in the most general sense is acts of service? Protecting the orphans from bullies, paying for Robin's debt, making sure Yunie is hydrated and fed, etc. She's kind of a silent comforter, offering a hug if they want or wiping (licking) their tears. (Receiving, she would like physical touch the most)

Avis- At the risk of sounding like I'm repeating myself-- sex. He rarely has non sexual relationships with people he isn't forced to interact with on a recurring basis (i.e. Bailey, the teachers, etc.) So like even when he isn't actively having sex with someone to satiate his needs, his conversations revolve mostly around sex as well, talking about what or who he did recently. His love language… I'm not entirely sure? I think it's something that could vary depending on the PC he's "in a relationship" with, and he would cater to what he thinks would make them happy/appeased as an entirely calculated move.

[choccy-milky]

hey! They already asked you but I don't know if you forgot hehe, what are the mbti of Clora and Sebastian? 😸

OK, I FINALLY HAVE AN ANSWER!! took me a hot minute to figure out sebs, but after reading all the pages and comparing, i do think entp fits him the best. also i saw this picture on pinterest about a relationship between isfj and entp and its so true, esp the "do not listen to each other's advice, still get each other out of trouble" LMFAO. also the 'protecting isfj at all costs' 🥺🥺🥺im soft. (ALSO DONT COME AT ME I KNOW I SPELLED KNOWLEDGEABLE WRONG IM TOO LAZY TO FIX IT😭) OKAY!! and its been a while so i'll be using this ask to reply to a buncha others🙏🙏

my fanfic does follow the plot of the game, but with sebastian added to every sidequest/story mission. and then from around the third (niamh's) trial, it starts to branch more into (mostly all) original stuff!^^

yes actually LMAO, clora's lawley-slap wasn't even planned. but as i was writing it i started to get so offended on her behalf i was like GIRL, SLAP THIS BITCH🤬 so she did😇😇 id say its normal, yeah! even tho i stick to my outlines, a lot of what happens just kinda happens without my prior planning as i begin to write bahaha, especially dialogue scenes.

aw, im glad u like my blog so much and that it can help u even in the smallest of ways 😭thank u!!💖💖

BAHAHA AWW TYY IM GLAD U LIKE IT SO MUCH!! i saw u re-reading it recently on wattpad and ur comments always have me dying. also im just gonna address your other ask here in this one, but as u know seb has now met mr.clemons, and you 10000% nailed the dynamic between seb and clora's dad LMFAOO, they will absolutely bond over disagreeing with how careless she is and wanting to protect her/stressing over her LOOL. ty again for all ur messages, i love seeing how much u love my art/fic😭💖

OMG u are so right i need to draw this

also god idk....following the sebinis example, i guess they'd be...sebora?? reminds me of sephora LMAO. ive also had someone call them "alliteration shipping" which i think is so cute BAHAHA. HONESTLY PPL CAN JUST SAY WHATEVER THEY WANT, i aint picky.

oh god its been too long since ive read the books (tho i do really wanna re-read them esp in the winter) but my fav movie is half blood prince, just because i love all the ron/hermione moments and the highschool drama BAHAHA. what do u mean harry potter isnt a romcom??? ok and last but DEFS not least

THE UNHINGED ENERGY OF THIS ASK CRACKED ME UP SO MUCH WHEN U SENT IT BAHAHAH, couldnt even fit the whole thing in my screenshot. IM GLAD U LIKED/HATED THE CHAP, and also your pfp just makes everything you say funnier, i love it LMAOOO. ty🙏🙏

[sapphicrot]

going on anon in the community to have a gigachad opinion is my hobby but like yeah i simply think also, people should look at characters for their story value. not all characters in a story are going to be likeable to everyone but that doesn't mean they aren't absolutely vital to it. to change moon kills the story. rainworld works because it's so layered, has so many themes, is so tragic. iterators are intentionally flawed in how they think. insert that discussion those users, forget who, had awhile back abt ALL iterators very clearly demonstrating poor eq. moon has a lot of the same flaws as the other iterators and i feel like it's definitely unfair that she gets critiqued so harshly for having flawed logic in her situation when literally every character (dp wise, i cant speak for vanilla atm) had flawed logic. the only real explanation for disliking moon and not the other iterators for that reasoning is misogyny and i think you've been pointing that out pretty dead on. most of the time i feel quite neutral to the iterators as i like them all but even then, even if i ever do forget why moon is likeable as a character, i still appreciate that she is part of the story simply because she is objectively a necessary component to it. not sure i'm putting words together well here now but it's whatever

girl literally tells you little stories and is nice to you if you're not a jerk. i can't comprehend how anyone would hate her without exhibiting flawed thinking themself lol. arguments against her fall apart like sand they just aren't defensible. everyone is entitled to an opinion, if they just dont vibe with her sure whatever, but being so drastic as to hate her and act like she's not a valuable character with important themes and ideas is weird to me too

and my last note here, a little less related, your art is swag as hell. i'd make a more specific compliment but i need to put down the phone so i'll be back another time. have a good day👍

[nods sagely] i completely agree. like the iterators, despite looking/seeming like untouchable gods, are no better than we are at the end of the day. they’re emotional, they care too much, they make rash decisions. they fuck up despite a lot of the times thinking they’re doing the right thing…much like all of us. that’s what i think rain world is really trying to drive home: the gods that tower over you, the scavengers that seem erratic and irrational, the slugcats, YOU, are all the same. you are all trying to survive, to understand your purpose in the world. monk and survivor are a parallel to pebbles’ and moon’s story. like, the game makes that pretty clear. it all comes full circle, doesn’t it?

at the end of the day all the iterators were doomed from the start. even if moon had “done everything right” (could anything even qualify as right??) she still would have collapsed. so too with pebbles. its not like they can do much being, ahem, “locked up in a box”, with miles and miles between one another. the damage had been done already. judging their reactions to such an unprecedented situation, filled with emotion and desperation and fear and sheer hopelessness, you probably wouldn’t have reacted in the most flawless way either. the iterators aren’t pure, rational machines! and that’s what makes the game GOOD!!!!

…not to mention, if they did nothing to the game aside from flip pebbles’ gender, you KNOOOWWWW the fandom would HATE his guts rather than being like 🥺 omg my poor littol emo baby 🥺 and like idk. call him a selfish bitch or whatever

also [kicks feet and twirls hair] awwww thank you for liking my art !!! i wanna draw moon now damn it

[plutopitou]

Frosting ~ keigo takami x reader

Your boyfriend, the number two hero, is a good man. He’s kind enough to spare the innocent if he can take out that frustration on your pretty self.

warnings: throatfucking again oops, daddy kink, degradation, slapping, he’s an asshole in this but he makes u wet i dont make the rules MDNI

Gagging on your knees wasn’t in your plan for the night before Keigo’s birthday.

Takami Keigo is a good man.

He arrived home unexpectedly.

Your head snaps at the slam of the door to see his tired body, eyebrows tensely pulled together as he lazily pulls off his gloves. His jacket littered with smears of dirt and his golden soft hair a little more ruffled than when he left.

More importantly, he arrived with a tinge of something different in his demeanor, something more.. threatening.

You rush over pulling off his heavy leather coat, greeting him as your hang it up for him swiftly. You stand off by the door fiddling with your fingers in sudden anxiety, watching his every move.

He was irritated.

“Come here.”

Immediately you pace to his side in the messy kitchen, decorated with fallen flour and dirty bowls stained with pink frosting and cake mix residue.

Keigo is leaning over the counter, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

“What did I tell you about the messes you make, baby?”

He doesn’t even look in your direction as he continues to stare forward with a blank look on his face, dragging his hand along his cheek and tense jaw in aggrivation.

Your stomach churned.

“I was going to clean it up-“

Words are left unsaid as your head snaps to the side, filling with a stinging sensation. Tears bubble beneath your lashes, you wanted him to know you were going to be good like he wished and clean up after yourself.

“Y’know all the shit I had to deal with today?” He mutters rhetorically. “Dumbasses trying to rob some phones, villains tryin to blow up a highway,” After every word listed, he sets you up to make one more mess of the day. “..the commission.”

You can feel the bruises forming being pushed on your knees with an ache on the crown of your head from Keigo’s harsh grip.

“Baby, you’re supposed to be the one to not cause any problems, remember?” The accusatory tone in his voice is enough to make your lip tremble and eyes leak in shame, you must make it up to him.

“Now you’re gonna let me take it out on you, right?” Your mind is on autopilot. Nodding as you rustle to unbuckle his pants, eager to fill your mouth with cock and make up for your stupid wrongdoings. To let Keigo use your throat like a personal bitch until his night is better.

It’s like he always said: you’re special because you let him take out his frustrations on you instead of letting him redirect it elsewhere.

Your boyfriend is a good man, he is good to you.

He lets you adjust to his thick cock, carefully letting you slick him up, right before he cups your silky soft throat and pushes your head right up to his pelvic. The sounds of your gagging fuel his arousel as he holds the back of your head till he can’t take no more, taking breaks to let you breathe then swiftly take your breath away again.

“You wanna make so many messes you gotta be the one to clean it up..”

The aching sting on your cheek has long past, focusing on your leaking pussy from the compromising situation you found yourself in from the hands of your handler.

You cleaned up every string of precum leaking from his cock before forcing yourself to take it to the brim. His choked gasps send kisses to your wet pussy as he sensitivity heightens, orgasm drawing near.

“You’re gonna let me come on your face, right? Hm?” He coos, rubbing your cheek of stray tears as you continue to bob yourself on his hard dick.

You give a strained hum, letting Keigo spit out profanities and lewd accusations to your vulnerable position.

Every rough thrust into your mouth was an direct hit at every annoyance in his day; it was all going to be taken out on you. And God, you’d just let him

Keigo holds his release back, relishing in the feeling of your throat squelching with saliva trying to push him out as he rams back in.

You panic as he pinches your nose; no access to air, you hit his thighs in signal you can’t breathe.

“Fuck..”

Air fills back into your lungs as he pulls out, immediately pumping his angry red cock to spurt shots of cum with the strings of saliva messily on your face. He gasps, his abs flexing to make you as vulgar as possible.

The silence is loud as you both take a minute to catch your breath, looking up at his lean body wiping his sheen forehead. There isn’t a word released from his mouth to you.

You waste no time for your apology. “I’m really sorry, Daddy..” You whisper on your knees in humiliation.

Keigo pushes back his hair, sighing in exasperation.

He doesn’t accept your apology.

Instead quirking an eyebrow at you, lazily pointing to the still messy kitchen. “Make sure you clean all this shit up.” He says uncaring, before walking away to the shower.

You hear the door to the bathroom slam and the water turn on.

Your mind and body are still hazy as you lift yourself off the floor

You open the fridge and blankly stare.

Would he still appreciate the little cake you made for him?

This was made so quickly i love rotting this man with obscene traits he’s literally such a sweetheart, just has a bit of mommy and daddy issues ~ reposted with more content