#biting = affection

[waltzedintherain]

idc who you ship pandora with all i need you to know is that she bites

[starregulus]

REGULUS BLACK'S LOVE LANGUAGE IS BITING PEOPLE ‼️‼️

esppp when he's drunk. he just chomps onto the closest person. if he's sitting silently in a room with James, if they're both cuddling and he's reading a book, he'll just randomly chomps on James' cheek, arm, thigh whatever. And then if its, James he'll give it a little kiss but anyone else just *chomp*

sometimes he sneaks up on Sirius and just bites his shoulder and runs away

[bananafire11]

Cuddles in a Quiet Room

[codename-adler]

what if we made Jean and Neil kiss. on the mouth. and it was platonic. wouldn’t that be beautiful?

[glorified-phantom]

I JUST nOTICED THAT hE HAS LITTLE SHARP TOOTHIES

I MIHGHT BE STUPID BUT I JUST NOTICED THE,M THIS CHANGES EVERYTHINg

[teaboot]

The don't bite me bottle? Do you spray him when he bites you?

I started with just yelping and disengaging when he bites

Then I tried hissing

My mom said to pinch him when he bites, but I'd rather maintain our level of trust rn without him thinking I might hurt him for any reason

I tried making abrupt noises or movements to spook him off

I tried playing dead

And, finally, I have resorted to the spray bottle

Which.

Also does not work.

God help me

[nicki0kaye]

that's it that's the ship

[the-artist-grimm]

COTLTOBER DAY 23- "The Tent"

Ok it's actually just Narinder's bed at his house as opposed to the tent but ehhhhhhh same concept. They do have one on the grounds, but a certain squid and his spouse polycule tend to uh...monopolize the sign-up for it. Nari's got a comfy bed anyway-canopy curtains, lots of soft pillows, little star lights, very cozy.

This is likely their wedding night anyways so the make-shift love hotel placed in a nowhere part of the cult isn't the most romantic place for that lol XD

(I shall now go hide in the corner in my shame cause while they're not doing anything here it's kinda obvious what they did do lol. Crownie's enjoying some sweet sweet sin)

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(I may or may not have more doodles like this I'm debating on posting XD)

Prompt List!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

There is a platonic explanation for all this. Right?

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[aventurineswife]

Proposal Bite Mark

(Inspired by)

In the dim glow of your shared apartment, the quiet hum of the city outside was a soothing backdrop. Aventurine’s eyes sparkled in the warm light as he stood by the window, gazing out before he turned his attention back to you with that familiar, mischievous smile. He crossed the room with the smooth confidence that always made your heart race, his coat swaying around him like a shadow, the golden roulette details catching the light just so.

You were seated on the plush couch, wrapped in a cozy blanket, savoring the rare, peaceful moment. Aventurine dropped down beside you, his knee touching yours, as his fingers danced over the back of your hand. He studied your hand as if it held the secrets of the universe, his gaze drifting to your ring finger.

“You know,” he murmured, his voice a soft, playful drawl, “I’ve been thinking of ways to make this… official.” His eyes gleamed as he ran his thumb over your ring finger. You arched an eyebrow, curious, but he only grinned in response, his fingers gently tracing down to your knuckles.

Before you could ask what he meant, he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it. His breath was warm against your skin, and his fingers wrapped around yours firmly. But then, without a word of warning, he brought your ring finger closer to his mouth, his eyes never leaving yours. You could see a hint of playfulness, maybe a hint of danger. And then, he bit down gently—not enough to hurt, but enough to make his point.

His teeth pressed into your skin, marking you with a slight impression, as his lips brushed against your finger. When he finally pulled back, a faint set of teeth marks adorned your ring finger. He smiled, a proud gleam in his eyes, and raised your hand to study the mark he’d left behind.

“We’re married now.” he whispered, his tone teasing yet strangely serious. His gaze held yours, a hint of something deeper flickering in his expression. There was that unmistakable Aventurine confidence, that sense that he always knew exactly what he was doing and how you’d react.

You felt your heart flutter, the weight of his words settling over you. “Is that so?” you replied, trying to match his light-hearted tone, though the sincerity in his eyes made it hard to keep up the playful banter.

“Oh, absolutely,” he said, leaning closer, his face inches from yours. “No one else could ever claim you now.” His hand came to rest on your cheek, his thumb brushing gently over your skin. “It’s official.” he whispered, his voice a little softer, his smile almost gentle.

His lips found yours then, soft yet confident, his touch a blend of familiarity and newness, as if he were determined to memorize every part of you all over again. When he pulled back, his eyes softened, the intensity melting into a warmth that made your heart feel like it was about to burst.

You looked down at your ring finger, admiring the faint impression of his bite, and felt a rush of affection. Aventurine was unlike anyone else—he had a way of turning even the smallest moments into memories, even if it meant making something so lighthearted feel so irrevocably binding.

He pulled you close, resting his head against yours, the room settling into a comfortable silence. “You’re stuck with me now, you know.” he murmured, his voice warm with something between humor and sincerity.

You grinned, feeling the reassuring weight of his arm around you. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

[wickedcriminal]

Last Unicorn quote stuck out to me so I gave it to Spider-Fox

(the only person willing to be your friend and he didn't show up until long after you already lost all trust in other people)

[phantomsofmyformerself]

messy polycule for the win

[somerandomcockroach]

A large burning canvas could be seen in the distance.

The neat fingers, full of small dents from the friction of the sword handle, caught a small flame, which immediately went out from faint pressure.

There was silence, a living silence, one of those that strains with its sound. A warm wind heated his battered, but carefully polished armor.

"You want to say something"

"I want" Blurr answered, turning sharply to the dark silhouette behind him that was quietly watching him until now. He clenched his fist with a grinding sound, where the spark died out, and demonstratively opened it towards the darkness. "And this is how you are paid for making the world freer! This is what remains of your legacy, and you react as if it doesn’t concern you at all!"

"It does not concern me anymore" the figure answered him calmly.

"Shockwave, stop!"

"Is that an order?"

"It's a request” His angry expression made it clear that this request was an obligation. “I just don't recognize you for these few months." His hand shook slightly with anger. Black smoke seeped through the cracks in his armor.

"I don't recognize myself for even longer time." Blurr visibly trembled at these words, realizing where the dialogue was leading. Shockwave slowly approached, his long, deformed fingers, three times longer than one of Blurr's fingers, carefully reached out to his hand and wrapped his palms in his huge paws, kneeling down to be on the same level with him. "Blurr, I-"

Blurr turned his head away so as not to see one piercing, but such a swampy dim light of his terrifying eye, which had become more precious to him than his weekly knightly brigandage. "Shut up. It's too early, we haven't agreed on when exactly to do this"

The dull mass of metal, which was only a tangible casing, after some hope of catching at least a spark of doubt, only lowered its head heavily. The crackling of the fire continued to be heard around. The soot reached them, gifting them with at least some warm light among the shades of cold before dying. Realization, regret, reluctance were not reflected in the knight's optics. His armor, always proudly looking into the face of danger, now reflected only the cowardly lights of the fire from behind. Despite this, he did not remove his hand from the strong lock until the blades themselves parted. Shockwave disappeared. Disappeared as he had done for the past few months.

Blurr turned back to the burning wall. From afar were heard screams, squeals, grinding, clanking. The column of fire did not subside, as if it was fed by fuel from secret reserves. It had been burning like that for hours, as if to show the greatness of this building over others that would have left only a column of smoke long ago.

Shockwave's last school of dark magic was burning out, as was the will of its creator to live.

[amazingdeadfish]

Day Seven: Love Language

[frozenhi-chews]

Wife go CHOMP!! This is a pretty common occurrence. He strangely likes it-

Got a comm back from @newcronomicon !! Waaaahhh thank you so muuuuchhhhhhh!!!

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[usertoxicyaoi]

"I'm sorry. I made you take care of me all of a sudden."

MY PERSONAL WEATHERMAN (2023). Episode 7.