#buuut this is just my oc for that so yeah

[thatonethimbo]

[fatedroses]

He can't have shit in this family.

[ends-of-the-wayward-storm]

So I'm watching translations of the Diasomnia chapter on YouTube (no spoilers, please) and while things are progressing, I'm over here thinking about my other TWST OC and her close relationship with Malleus and basically going "things just got very complicated."😖

[carsickcrow]

drew them dancing :( and at a party!

the most recent manifestation of my malevolent hyperfixation has been just straight up imagining a version of the story where i am a 1930s private eye in arthur’s place. love arthur and i wouldn’t want to replace him but. yeah. this is what my brain does sometimes. thought up a me-version of him and i was thinking about the backstory and how i wouldn’t be british obviously that’s one difference but also more relevantly even if i was a cis man in the 1920s-30s i can’t imagine myself getting married and having a child like arthur did so. had to make up a replacement for bella lester so me-arthur lester can have a tragic backstory. and i did, her name is ellie and she’s great but now i think i just straight up have an original character that’s just. a regular woman from the 1920s. this is all very embarrassing, exposing my daydreaming habits and all but! the reason for this long winded explanation is that i drew this ellie character and it turned out really good and i wanted to post it but i didn’t know how to be like. here’s a woman i made up and she’s. not actually a character from malevolent at all but malevolent is the reason she’s in my brain

[changenameno]

Sausage (Prequel)

(Complete)

Summary: It’s your birthday. Normally you don’t celebrate it much, but this year you wanted to throw a party just because. Inviting your best friend August, while knowing that he and your husband Sy hated each other, should have prepared you for the mess. Well unfortunately it didn’t…

 

Paring: Syverson x Fem. Reader, August Walker x Fem. Reader

Warnings: MDNI, 18+, crying, cursing, blood, fistfight, screaming, angsty, OC fem. best friend Melinda, oh god loads of crying and hurt, buuut fluffy ending I promise! oral sex (fem. receiving), threesome, p in v, praising, pet names

Word count: 4.8K

A/N: This can be read before ‘Sausage’ (link at the end). Sorry for the long wait… I really hope those asking for more ‘background’, will like this and it is what you had in mind?

As always all mistakes are my own. Reblogs and comments are much appreciated. Thank you and enjoy!❤️✨

 

 

! Neither August nor Syverson are my creation!

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So far your birthday party was exactly as you wished. A lot of friendly faces celebrating your existence, chatting, dancing, drinking and having fun while being at your place- your newly bought house to be exact.

 

 

Only minor inconvenience your sulking husband sitting on the couch, while burning holes in the back of August’s head.

 

 

You were in the middle of opening Melinda’s present, as she had insisted you open hers’ first, when you spotted Sy looking all sullen and annoyed. So you quickly thanked Melinda for her thoughtful gift, before you went over to where your husband sat, plopping down beside him.

 

 

The movement caused him to look away from your best friend, his glare immediately turned into a sheepish smile when he glanced at you, knowing very well he had be caught.

 

 

“You were doing it again,” you chided him.

 

 

He sighed, while pulling you against his side, “Well yeah, it’s just, ya know… he just-“

 

 

You looked at him sternly, “He’s just what? August is over there enjoying his drink and the company of Maria… while you are what? Sulking on the couch during my birthday party and staring daggers at him?!”

 

 

At the end of your accusation you had raised your voice, the frustration had gotten the better of you. For years now Sy had hated August and vice versa. Which wasn’t something you appreciated, especially because they were the two men on the planet meaning the most to you. And every time they were at each other’s throats, it tore at your heart. Just this once you had hoped they would get along, at least for you, on your birthday.

 

 

Sy winced at your tone but tried to explain anyway, “He’s doin’ it out of spite, just to rile me up.”

 

 

Getting angrier still, you shoved Sy’s shoulder so he’d let go of his half hug and you could look him square in the face, “What exactly is he doing?! He hasn’t even talked to me, apart from the brief ‘hello’ at the beginning!”

 

 

His eyebrows pulled together, the first sign of his own frustration, seeping into his expression, “Ya have to understand, he’s doin’ that to prove he ain’t interested in ya. He’s just pretendin’ to want Maria, so you’d think I’m paranoid or somethin’. Don’t ya see?!”

 

 

Incredulously you shook your head at him, while he pulled at his beard in irritation. As you stood up, you pinned him with your withering glare, “I will not hear another word about this matter-“

 

 

He shot up, interrupting you, “But-“

 

You cut him off with a hand held up, hissing, “No. No but’s. Not. Tonight.”

Then you whirled around without another look at your husband. Heading for the staircase leading up to a bathroom and two bedrooms, as you needed a breather and some privacy to calm you down.

 

 

When you reached the bedroom to the right, you quickly entered and pulled the door shut behind you, signing loudly into the darkness of the room. Your heart constricted painfully inside your chest, as you slid down, with your back pressed to the wooden door. Knees pulled close, you rested your head against them, tying to keep the tears at bay. You just wanted them to get along. You loved them both dearly. And while yes, Sy was right about August, he didn’t understand that you would never do anything to hurt him.

 

 

You had known your best friend wanted to be something more with you, even before you had met Sy. But August had never acted upon it, flirt with you? – Oh yes. Go out with you? – Hell no. You had waited and waited for years but he had never made his move. Not once asking you who you fancied. Even though the answer would have been in his favour. And then you had met Sy at a frat party.

 

 

Slowly but surely he had weaved his way into your heart, the part that was holding out for August getting smaller and smaller. And yet, never disappeared completely.

 

 

Though you hadn’t married Sy as a second or subpar choice. You’d never do something like that. No. You had married him because you truly loved him.

 

 

But your stupid heart loved August an equal amount.

 

 

You knew it wasn’t ideal, far from it. But you also knew you couldn’t have both men, even though you loved them both.

 

Every time they argued, angrily yelling, making their hatred known, it tore at the hole in your heart. Fearing someday there would be nothing left of the tortured, beating muscle inside your chest.

 

 

As you sat there on the floor, thinking about the two men, the tears suddenly started rolling down your cheeks on their own accord, not being able to hold them back any longer.

 

No matter how often you wiped them away, new tears would well up in your eyes, like an endless ocean of despair trying to leave your body. Before you knew it, you were full on sobbing. That’s why you didn’t hear the commotion at first.

 

 

When you tried to breathe in, you flinched at the scream coming from downstairs.

 

 

“NO! NO! STOP IT!!”

 

 

At once you had flung the door open, running to the staircase. And the scene below, made your heart stop for a second.

 

 

August and Sy were swinging at each other. Sy’s fist had apparently already hit it’s mark, as August’s nose was bleeding profoundly.

 

 

Melinda had been the one to scream, as she and others looked on in fear, not wanting to actually, physically intervene, too afraid to get in the middle of the two burly men.

 

 

August’s fist collided with you husband’s face next, making you take in a sharp breath, freezing, standing on the middle of the stairs. Sy shoved him away, angrily growling, “You BASTARD STAY AWAY FROM US!”

 

 

Just as angry August spat back, “NEVER!!”

 

 

Before they could lung at each other again, you stormed down the last few steps, not thinking much as you jumped in between them.

 

 

Holding out your hands, shrieking, “STOP IT! RIGHT NOW!”

 

 

You didn’t know who, it had happened to fast, but someone or both of them had shoved you so hard to the side, you stumbled back and crashed into the couch table with a deafening crack, as the glass split beneath. Luckily the impact made you fall to the side, only lightly hitting your head on the couch, while a few shards cut into your skin.

 

 

Melinda was at your side before you could even get your bearings, “Oh my god, oh my god! Are you alright?”

 

 

She quickly helped you up, mindful of the glass shards surrounding you. Once you were standing, you noticed the eerie silence. Someone had finally turned off the music. Still reeling you stared blankly at the floor.

 

 

Your body ached tremendously, head pounding and blood rushing through your system at a neck breaking speed, when an unnatural cold voice cut into the silence, “Party is over. Everybody go. Now!” Only after the shuffling of feet, did you realize, it had been your own voice commanding everybody to leave. Your gaze lifted, though just slightly until you took in your trembling hands.

 

 

Without looking up, you knew nearly everyone had left, except Melinda, Sy and August.

 

 

August tried clearing his throat, about to say something, but one sharp look from you was enough to make the words die, right before he could form them.

 

 

His normally mirth filled eyes, conveyed nothing but regret as did the now teary Blues of your husband. This had been the last strike, you’ve had enough. If they were behaving like children, you were going to treat them like ones.

 

 

As calmly as you could, you began, “I’m going to stay at Melinda’s-“one brief glace at her face told you, she was on board with that, then you continued, -“until you two have talked. And only after you have resolved everything, will I return. Understood?”

 

 

Both nodded, knowing better to say anything else.

 

 

“Good. And clean up the mess you caused.”

 

 

Without further ado, you grabbed Melinda’s hand and left the house.

 

 

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After three days Sy had called your cell, wanting to know how you were doing, though you had been curt and had only asked, “Have you talked yet?”

 

 

“No. But bun, please-“

 

 

You had hung up immediately. Not wanting to hear him out.

 

 

The next day August had called with the same query and result.

 

 

“Darling, please-“

 

 

You had never been this angry with them, not necessarily because they had hurt you physically in the process, but because they had let it escalate to that level.

 

The following days you felt hollow and beside yourself. Like a ghost watching on, from the side lines, because all the hurt was simply too much to experience right now and all at once.

 

 

Then on the sixth day the door bell had rung and Melinda came to the guest room, an envelope clutched in her hands.

 

 

“Before you say no. I think, you should at least read it. Please?” The plea in her voice was palpable, as she continued, “It’s from them. And believe me as much as I want to hit ‘em myself, I’ve never seen them look so broken. And I can no longer stand to watch you, looking just as broken, okay? So please, just read it. That’s all I’m asking.”

 

 

Reluctantly you held out your hand and she carefully placed the envelope in your hands, before slowly backing out of the room, leaving you alone to read it.

 

You opened it, and started reading.

 

 

* Dear Bunny/Darling,

 

we’ve tried to clear the air between us. Truly. But we’ve reached an impasse.

Not because we are at each other’s throats again, that’s not it. But we all know there is something between you and August, it’s undeniable. He knows what he feels for you, as do I.

 

But where it gets hazy is your feelings. I hope you still love me, even though I’ve been acting like a ‘fucking prick’ (his words not mine, though I have to agree with him), though we don’t dare to hope, or guess, how you feel about August. Or how you want to proceed?

 

So please for the love of god, come home. I  WE need you.

 

We are so sorry for hurting and tormenting you.

 

You deserve better, we are willing to try and be better, for you, with you. WE are willing to try… just please come home. PLEASE!

 

Yours,

August & Sy *

 

 

WE are willing to try… What did they mean by that exactly?

 

 

Only one way to find out.

 

 

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Opening the door to your own home, knowing what lay ahead wasn’t going to be easy, made the nerves inside you fizzle wildly. Heart beating erratically, when you shakily called out while entering, “I’m home!”

 

 

Once you’ve reached the living room, you locked eyes with Sy. He looked nearly relived before his facial muscles tightened all over again. He sat at the dinner table next to August who looked like he hadn’t slept in days and on further inspection, Sy’s eyes seemed just as tired.

 

 

August voice was quiet and unsure, “Please…um, sit?”

 

 

He gestured to the chair opposite them and you promptly sat down. Eyes flitting back and forth between them.

 

 

Sy’s normal rough rumble merely reduced to a weak whisper, “Are ya alright, bun?”

 

 

That was the final blow, the way these strong men looked as broken as you felt, made all the hurt of the past years tear at your heart. Desperately your hands clawed at your shirt, as if trying to rip the excruciatingly aching muscle from your chest, loud near panicked sobs leaving your quivering lips.

 

 

Nearly incoherently you cried, “I-I’m so-sorry… I don’t… want ‘o lo-se you. Ne-need bo-th o’ you…”

 

 

Warm strong arms suddenly surrounded you, lifting you up from your chair. Whoever it was holding you close, you clung to him desperately, not wanting to be let go. Then another body hugged you from behind, whispering soothing words, “Sh-Sh everythin’ is gonna be okay. We’ve got ya. We’ve got ya.”

 

 

“Not going anywhere. Promise.”

 

 

You didn’t know when they had moved you to the couch, but once you had calmed enough to take in your surroundings again, you noticed that you were sitting on Sy’s lap with August’s warm palm slowly stroking up and down your back.

 

 

Sniffling still, you tried apologising again, but as if he had read your mind August shook his head, “No, no need to apologise. At all. Not you, darling, we were the once acting atrocious. And we need to apologise.”

 

 

“N-o, I mean yes you were, but I also want to apologise. I’m so sorry.”

 

 

Sy weakly smiled down at you, “Love, what are ya even sorry for?”

 

 

You couldn’t meet his eyes, you couldn’t even say it out loud, instead opting for, “Everything.”

 

 

When his thumb and forefinger lifted your chin, he still wore the smile but big, fat tears rolled over his cheeks and into his beard.

“Ya love him, don’t ya?”

 

 

Nearly inaudible you breathed back, “Yes, I love him.”

 

 

Sy’s hand left your face and one glance at August’s tear-filled eyes, made you move. You jumped from your husband’s lap, though needing something to ground you, you took both their hands as you stood before them.

 

 

“No. Wait, this is not how I wanted this to go. Let me explain, I-“

 

Sy interrupted you, trying to pull his hand back, “No, need to explain, lo-ve.” On the last word his voice broke completely, as if saying it hurt him physically.

 

 

You didn’t let him pull away though, instead you clutched his hand even tighter, bringing the back of it to your lips, and pressing a kiss against his skin.

 

 

The overwhelm of all the different emotions bubbling to the surface, made your knees wobble, so before you could lose your footing once and for all, you kneeled down, facing them.

 

 

Tears were streaming down your own face, throat constricted, making it excitingly hard to say what you had practiced so carefully before coming here. But you needed to tell them exactly what you felt for them, so you closed your eyes and started to talk.

 

 

“I love both of you. Equally,” you stressed the last word to get your point across and then continued, “I want and need both of you. My heart can’t take it anymore. Neither one of you understands, but I NEED you BOTH. I can’t and didn’t choose one over the other, I’ve always loved you August. But Sy isn’t a second choice, he and you are my ONLY choice. Please, I-…I can’t live without one or the other.”

 

 

You opened your eyes again, once you finished. Sy’s and August’s gaze rested upon you, they shared a look, before they suddenly pulled you up by your hands and made you stumble against their chests. Nearly crushing you within their hug. Though their words, were even more impactful.

 

Sy rumbled, “Never lettin’ ya go, bun. Love ya too much for that.”

 

And then came the words you wanted and needed to hear most, “We both love you. We want to try darling. If you’ll have us both, we want a throuple.”

 

 

Sy felt the need to clarify, “A three-person-relationship. You, Walker and me. What do ya say, bun?”

 

 

Shuffling back on their thighs to actually see their faces, you beamed up at them, overcome with such pure happiness, you couldn’t contain your joy as you nodded vehemently, “Yes. Yes please, a thousand times yes!!”

 

 

Then you pulled both of them back into the hug, beginning to attack them with dozens of kisses, pressing your lips against every patch of skin you could reach. The rumbling laughter from the depth of their chests never sounded better.

 

 

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After you had talked about everything for another hour or three, all the while you’d still sat astride their thighs, you came up with a wicked idea to celebrate your newly formed throuple.

 

 

“You know everything aside, you still kinda ruined my birthday party.”

 

 

Awkwardly clearing his throat, Sy apologised heartedly, “I-We are really sorry, love. What we did was unforgivable.”

 

 

August’s eyes zoned in and he noticed, you hadn’t meant to accuse them, not truly, because your face wasn’t sad or angry. No, actually you looked amused, so he dared to venture, “Mmh, not so sure about that. There is something we can do, to make you forgive us, isn’t there darling?”

 

 

You smirked wickedly at them, “Oh well, yes I thought about a way you could make it up to me.”

 

Sy had now caught onto your playful demeanour, and mirth sparkled in his eyes as he asked, “Tell us bun, how can we make it up to ya?”

 

 

Very slowly you slid from their thighs and stood up, beckoning them with your finger to follow you. When they stood as well you giggled and ran as fast as you could upstairs and into your bedroom.

Both apparently just as eager as you, appeared in the doorframe, the second you had sat down on the bed.

 

 

“Well what are you waiting for?” Patting the mattress beside you invitingly, got your point across just fine, because they immediately made their way over and came to a halt, towering over you. Feigning innocence you blinked up at them while pulling your shirt over your head and throwing it behind you.

 

 

August’s sharp intake of breath made Sy chuckle darkly, “Look at ‘im hasn’t seen much yet and already breathless. That’s how gorgeous ya look bun.”

 

 

Sy shrugged out of his own shirt, before he leaned down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, humming into your mouth as his tongue fought with yours passionately. Once he pulled away, he joined you on the bed, thick thighs caging you in on both sides from behind.

 

August had not only gotten rid of his shirt, he now stood in front of you in only his boxers, cock straining against the fabric deliciously. You reached out to touch his chest, teasingly trailing your fingertips down until you let them ghost over his impressive bulge and he groaned above you.

 

 

Sy’s fingers nimbly opened the hooks of your bra, cupping your tits in his giant hands while expertly pinching your erect nipples until you mewled.

 

“Argh fuck darling, you sound so sweet. Bet you taste as good as you sound?”

 

 

August’s eyes briefly flickered up to Sy’s face, asking for permission, but your husband had other plans. He nearly threw you onto the bed, which made you land on your back with a surprised shriek.

“What are yo-“

 

 

“Don’t ya worry your pretty little head bun.” Then he addressed August, “Gonna eat that drippin’ pussy and then you can get your dick wet. How does that sound, Walker?” He glanced at you, and you nodded enthusiastically, when August growled hungrily, “Sounds perfect.”

 

 

Sy opened your trousers, unceresmonly pulling them and your soaked panties right off your legs. As his sapphires landed between your legs it was his turn to growl lowly. At the animalistic noise, your hole clenched on its own volition, which didn’t escape their notice with their laser focused eyes pinned on your centre.

 

August stepped closer to the bed for a better view, when Sy lowered himself on his stomach, pulling your thighs apart to fit his broad shoulders between them. The first breath against your dripping cunt, had you bowing your back already.

 

 

“Such a messy girl and so responsive for us.”

 

You could only moan in response, because Sy had chosen that moment to swipe his fat tongue between your folds, gently nibbling on your clit. When he hummed in agreement to August’s statement, your thighs tried to close at the intense feeling, but your husband had already placed his hands on your legs to prevent your movement. Tutting he chided, “Ah, ah, bun. Your gonna take what we give ya, no movin’ away.”

 

 

You mewled again, as he suddenly began eating you out like a man starved, beard scratching the sensitive skin of your thighs, tongue dipping into your hole repeatedly, grunting at the delicious taste. Sy’s hips bucked against the mattress, desperately whishing he could fill you up already. Though he knew this time would be different, the low grunting to his right a reminder.

 

 

In your bliss you had closed your eyes, “Bun, open ‘em. Look at ‘im, puttin’ on a show for ya.” At that your eyes flew open, and true to his words, August indeed was a picture to behold. Fixing you with his heated stare, as his hand had slipped into his boxers, rubbing up and down his length. Only the tip visible every time his fist moved upwards.

 

 

You sighed, as Sy resumed the devouring of your cunt, “Mmmh, he’s…he’s big…”

 

August pupils were blown out, when he finally showed you his cock, stepping out of his boxers. While he wasn’t as girthy as Sy he was a bit longer than him. That had you biting your lip, as you imaged how he’d probably hit the very end of your pulsing pussy. Moaning loudly when your husband added a finger to the mix, beginning to stretch you, “Well better open ya up then, bunny. Lest ya can’t take ‘im completely.”

 

 

The noise that left you at that, sounded rather needy and high pitched, fingers clawing at the sheets. Sy added another finger, as you were more than ready, juices running down your thighs and into his beard. When he spread them, scissoring you open, he felt your pussy quivering around them. “Yeah, just like that sweet girl, come on my fingers.”

 

 

He buried them to the knuckles, pressing and circling your clit, until you keened loudly and came with a cry, clamping down on his thick fingers.

 

 

“Atta girl, just like that.”

Sy’s voice sounded strained and rougher than before. He slowly sat back on his knees, removing his glistening fingers. August cursed at the sight and then the unspeakable happened. Your husband roughly gripped August’s wrist, nearly making him fall over, before he shoved his fingers into his mouth.

 

 

You gaped at them. August seemed just as surprised as you, “Thought ya wanted a taste, Walker?”

 

That snapped him back out of his puzzlement, wickedly smirking at Sy as he began sucking on his fingers. You could have sworn your husband’s eyes grew a shade darker at the sensual display.

 

 

Only when August deemed the fingers thoroughly cleaned, did he pop off with a lewd sound, licking his lips for good measure. Still looking as Sy, he whispered, “Even sweeter than I imagined.”

 

 

You whimpered, warmth pooling between your legs, making you even slicker than before. That moved the attention back to you, making you feel like helpless prey about to be devoured by the lions, hungrily liking their maws.

 

 

“Up.” At Sy’s command you stared at him bewildered a moment too long, because a huge paw landed on your thigh. Pain delightfully blooming on your skin, as he repeated, “Up!”

 

Quickly you got up, scrambling to get your legs to work. “Walker lie down.”

 

August raised a dark brow at him, but to your surprise complied none the less. Now lying on his back, cock twitching impatiently, oozing precome across his hairy stomach.

 

 

You didn’t have to wonder long, what Sy wanted to do, as he had risen as well, removing the bothersome fabric to free his poor cock at last.

 

 

“Come ‘ere.”

 

You complied and as soon as you were within reach, Sy lifted you up. Manoeuvring you in a way that he could climb back onto the bed, easily dangling your body above August’s, as if you weighed nothing.

 

 

Having caught on to Sy’s plan, August scooted up on the mattress until his cock was perfectly positioned underneath your opening, hand holding it up, so you could sink right down on his length.

 

 

You felt like a ragdoll in Sy’s arms, completely at his mercy, as he held you right where he wanted you.

“Open them knees, bun.”

 

 

The second you did, he began lowering you. When August’s mushroom tip brushed your folds, you moaned again. Just his cock head felt already so wide, you wondered briefly if you could even take him in this position. Though Sy didn’t wait, he simply let August nudge against your hole until he was satisfied, then he lowered you further.

 

 

The first few inches of August’s cock sank into you without difficulty. Though you felt overwhelmed by the fullness, as soon as he was a little over half way inside. Mewling at the feeling.

 

Sy’s hands on your hips grounded you, along his words, “Doin’ so well for us. Just relax.”

 

 

“Fuck darling, such a good girl. Yeah doing so good, taking…argh fuck all of me…”

 

He cursed again, as you had relaxed your muscles enough to sink down his entire length, folds crushed against his pubic bone. Only Sy’s hands around you, prevented you from falling forward, as you twitched above your best friend/lover.

 

 

“There ya go. How does he feel?”

 

 

“Fu-uck so deep.”

 

“Yeah. Think ya can ride ‘im?”

 

 

When you only mewled Sy chuckled darkly, “Very well then, I’ll help.”

 

 

Not realising what he meant, you cried out in surprise, when his big paws lifted you up a little bit, before he pushed you back down August’s cock.

 

 

Your hands tightened around your husband’s wrists as he repeated the movement, needing something to hold onto before you completely lost your mind.

 

August’s grunts sounded like a wild boar, being speared. Even though he was the one spearing you.

 

“Clenching so much, messy, messy girl.” His eyes bore into yours, as Sy scooted closer, panting into your ear when his own leaking cock pressed between your butt cheeks.

 

 

“Gonna make ya, even messier, bun. Gonna paint your back all white.”

 

 

“Ah, yes please, plea-se.”

 

While Sy steered your hips and rhythmic movement on August’s cock, he rutted against your arse and back just as roughly, moaning into the crook of your neck. You didn’t know how he did it, but he suddenly increased the pace, making your tits bounce with every downward drop.

 

“Go-gonna come…”

 

 

August swiftly bucked his hips up, to meet your drops, ramming against your special spot with such violence, you cried out. Black spots started to dance before your eyes, pussy clenching down harder and harder, making it near impossible for August to move at all within you.

 

Sy’s rutting became just as violent, matching August’s loud animalistic growls. “Fuck yeah, baby come on his cock…come for us.”

 

August cursed, pushing with all his might into your cunt, tipping you over the edge easily and following suit with a last growl. Your orgasm was so intense, your whole body tingled and then you felt something hot and sticky spill onto your back. Sy had come simultaneously, his cum now running down your skin, as August’s began dribbling out of your overflowing cunt.

 

 

You leaned against Sy’s sweaty chest, panting just as breathlessly as him and August.

 

August’s softening cock slipped out of your pussy, but before you could do anything else, Sy had taken his place, shoving his own somewhat softened cock inside, earning a loud, drawn out moan from you at the overstimulation.

 

“Gotta keep me warm for a bit, love.”

 

 

And as if that explained everything, he manoeuvred you both into a lying down position, so you faced August while being pressed against Sy’s chest, still impaled by his fat cock.

 

 

“Can see why he can’t get enough. That sweet pussy of yours is heaven, darling.” He rolled onto his side, facing you directly now, though your eyes began to droop already. Thoroughly exhausted from the day’s events and the incredible fuck you just received.

 

 

August pulled the cover over the three of you, the warmth radiating off of them making you shiver.

 

Blinking slowly, you smiled gently before whispering, “The best birthday present ever. You’ve got me right? You’ll stay, won’t you?”

 

“We’ve got ya, love.”

 

“Forever, darling…”

SAUSAGE

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[shamachan]

My yapping about my OLNF OC! Ꮺ

haha, this is my first time posting my sketch, it’s a little awkward but I think I’m making progress on it.

sooo... *drumroll*

there he is! my dear Ray-Ray, or Mr. Ray Golden!

he is a child who simply cannot stand still. everything around him is ablaze with activity, either because he is running here and there, or because he is again curious to do something.

Ray will have fun exploring the entire Golden Grove forest, and the city itself! he has a lot of acquaintances, but not as personal as Qiu has. basically he is known because of all sorts of cases. and actually, these cases are quite... traumatic for him. but he won’t allow others to get even a scratch!

If you are with Ray-Ray, then I am afraid that things will not happen without some adventures. he will take you on certainly interesting, but slightly troublesome adventures! he will pull anyone out of boredom and apathy. but therefore, he simply needs someone who will moderate his heroic ardor.

but don't worry! even though the adventures may be a little dangerous for kids, he will definitely take care of you the best he can. even if he may seem untrustworthy or silly, it's not true. just trust him and your time with him will be (mostly) positively unforgettable!

literally Ray after really accidentally setting his lawn on fire (he stopped the fire after 3 seconds but everyone saw that):

LOLOLOLOL I LOVE MA CHILD SO MUCHHH UGHH i can talk about him LITERALLY FOR HOURS and wouldn't get bored!!! btw sorry that mini-art has a bad quality.....

buuut yeah thanks for reading this!!! if you're still reading this, i suppose ;p

I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS I THOUGHT TO DO THIS IN THE MORNING ......

[itz-pandora]

Remembered some OCs I never talked about on here. Thinking about them because ik I could improve them so muchhhh

I made them like a year ago. They've got a whole story and all. It's weird to talk about them bc I gotta explain some things.

So! My friend Hanévi made this series that's heavily based off of DBZ but she's got a bazillion original elements and a really interesting story. There's Saiyans in the universe (and other stuff like Kaioshin and Destroyers but they're not relevant for this rn.) One of the original elements is a race called Vetentorians, which is like REALLY diverse and has a lot of subspecies(?) and story and plot and lore and whatever. (I also helped her a bit! I added a character that paved the way for a ton of things and she's one of Hanévi's favorites. I also made the best couple in the series even tho the wife is dead now.)

ANYWAYS my OCs are set in their own story in the same universe just 200 years after her stories conclusion! And so like her story is literally history bc of how it impacted the universe.

Anyways anyways! Chaiya is our protagonist of the "second generation" (it's several generations different but shhhh) Chaiya is a hybrid between a Vetentorian and a Saiyan, with his traits leaning towards Vetentorian. Remember how I said Vetentorians are diverse? Yeah, Chaiya is pretty rare, since he's winged. He's also an archer! Quite goated at it too. He's got ✨trauma✨ and yk the boy is mentally ill. He's kinda. Killed ppl. But what teenager hasn't? Haha. Second to last pic of him is when he's young! (He's been mentally ill for a looking time. Orphan BY CHOICE.) Last pic is. Something for another exposition dump! Basically Dark Sclera is an artificial transformation made by magic that enhances the users ability while corrupting their mind (mmm sadism). Dark Sclera was originally passed down through enchanted crowns that honed the power, buuut... Chaiya got that shit RAW. And it HURTS. He's severely ill and almost dies (and also almost kills one of his friends and so that friends is a cyborg now. Yay. Anyways that's to fight another character later. ALSO! He has a mute sister who... May... Die? Or go on life support. Anyways I've yapped for long enough

AND THEN MY GIRLY YUSURUUUU!!! She is Chaiya's BESTIE and she is so much better than him actually. She's a sweetie! She's a Vetentorian too, but, she's kinda like a FISH. Mermaid but she's just built like that. She's his rock and he's her rock! She kinda saved his life, but that's a story for another time. She's super important to him, and so a lot of her role in the story ended up being the magic of friendship, but she's also kinda a mom friend. Idk what to say because she's kinda just along for the ride lol. I need to write her in more tbh

Random thing. Yusuru's cheek marks are supposed to be like gills. With Chaiya? Idk. He's just got weird cheek marks LOL

Anyways! Pretty pictures! I hope your brain didn't melt out thru your ears 💕

[dinxieyinxie]

Ive seen some of your posts shipping snape with someone called yonalinx, they posts are really cute and so is your art but i literally dont know anything bout this character. Is it an OC and whats their history with snape?

Hiii i just got back from an out-of-town trip but yeah ive yet to make a full sheet of Yonal and their story isn't fully fleshed out yet buuut here's a rough story I drafted about them sometime ago and here's a deeper introspection of Yonal and Snape's friendship that I also made before.

Basically, Yonal is my HP OC and this entire thing is an oc x canon ship so if you don't vibe with that then erm,, i fear thats all i will be spewing in this blog fdghgh. He's a metamorphmagus half-blood who, in the present timeline, teaches Care of Magical Creatures instead of Hagrid.

Above: (Left: Yonal as a Hogwarts student, Right: Yonal as a CoMC professor)

He and Snape go waaay back in their Hogwarts days, hence my multiple art of them as students. Their story is slow-burn with angst and fluff (a few wink wonk here and there LAWL)

I'll say it now cos I don't think I'll be writing a fic about them bc uhh im not very good at writing so I've decided I'll just tell their story through illustrations! ^^ However long that may take me HHFDJFDGFD

[raemanzu]

Okay, story time, containing awkwardness of the closeted queer nerd variety. And the dangers of using weird passwords.

Picture this common frustration: I have been locked out of an important online account.

No, I don't remember what kind of account. It might have been an online banking account. Now I'm thinking it was probably my car insurance.

In any case. All I remember is that it was something very financially significant, and I NEEDED to get into that account, so I could pay an important bill or something, something time-sensitive.

Stress was high. I did not have very much money and did NOT want Collections to be called. I was also a very young adult.

This was back in the early 2010s at the latest. I had only lived outside of my childhood home for a year or three at most. In my outer life I was a quiet modest Mormon girl coping with living in a New Scary Liberal Place, insistent that I was definitely Not A Lesbian and had not left Utah because of being in love with my best friend, definitely not, we were just good friends.

And in my inner life I was an extremely confused repressed queer ace nonbinary person doing very whacky gay chat roleplays with my future QPP, who I was now living with at their parents' house, featuring many anime and JRPG-inspired OCs with various complicated relationships with sexuality or lack thereof, including some intersex boys who were basically sex slaves to a bunch of royal women.

What does all this have to do with getting locked out of my account?

Well, there was a moment when I called the customer help line hoping someone could get my account unlocked, and the guy on the other end asked me what my password was.

"Oh. Um." I paused for what felt like an embarrassingly long amount of time. I had a habit of using names or features of my OCs combined loosely with L337 speak to help me come up with unique but memorable passwords. "Uhhh, I'll just spell it. So it's the numeral zero. Capital W… lowercase o… m… e.. n…"

At this point my face is starting to get kind of hot.

"Number 4… m..e…" I finish in an awkward laugh.

"Okay, so just to check, it's 0, Women with a capital W, 4, me?"

"Yeah," I laugh again, realizing that the likelihood of the average person having at least one question about that password and what led to it, is pretty high actually. In my flustered state I may have even rushed to try and awkwardly explain "it's an inside joke!"

BUUut if I said that much, I hope I stopped at that point, instead of regaling this random man with even a brief summary of the story of a traumatized sex slave who was desperately afraid of being forced to please royal women in bed. (hmm I wonder if there are POSSIBLY any PARALLELS between this idea and my asexual nightmares about being forced to temple-marry a random dude… lol).

I'm not sure I DID actually stop there though because I'm the kind of socially awkward nerd who sometimes infodumps that kind of thing, like a missionary wanting everyone to hear the good news of My Amazing OCs which definitely are just quirky because I'm So Creative, they have nothing to do with my Inner Identity Crisis. Even more so back then. (I'm a TINY bit more self aware now).

I don't remember what the guy said, if anything. But I was dying inside, wondering if this random man was constructing an entire narrative in his head around this poor technologically challenged closet lesbian. I may have even said that I had "moved in with my best friend" when I gave my updated address, because this account was based in Utah rather than Washington. Which is even more incriminating.

In any case, some part of my brain was convinced he was onto me.

Because I just had to go and use a weird awkward in-joke as a password.

Luckily, he didn't ask any more questions (out loud). Maybe he forgot about it all right away. I got access to my account restored, and immediately changed my password to something safe and completely indecipherable.

But yeah, 10+ years later, me and Cal still laugh about the 0Women4me incident. Still definitely not a lesbian, but for different much more queer reasons.

[samissuperswag]

Hello, Hello!!

It's ya gurl S A M againnnnn~!!✨

I just really wanted to thank you all for the 44 likes on my most recent post!! I appreciate them, really ^^ !! Especially since I've just written down songs into the Pred's language, and since none of you guys probably knows about Haujobb XD No seriously, I thought my post will get unnoticed since it's no OC or Canon Pred/Alien drawing, but here we are!! So... Thank you, thank you, thank Y O U!! I'm also starting to remember what letter is which symbol from the Yautja language so I'll sooner or later won't need the help of the Alphabet sheet again, wooh!! ....I don't know where that knowledge gets me in life, BUT AY I GOT A 2ND HOBBY!! (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

Bonus:

My first ever doodles of a Yautja which was supposed to represent me O.o. Buuut....yeah I'm not 100% sure about a Pred's anatomy yet, so it might look a little odd...and it was in the middle of the night after I finally watched the first Pred movie ... *cough* ...

BUT I STILL HOPE YOU ENJOY!! (⁠ꏿ⁠﹏⁠ꏿ⁠;⁠)

[sammylbir]

Redoing my Intro (DMS are always open)

Ok so...since I think I need to be a lot more transparent bout myself and this blog, I think its time to redo my intro ya see. Soo..let's do it.

Hey, boys/girls/nbies/whateva! :D

I am Sammy, an artist/writer/voice actress and someone who has a passion for all things that make me feel happy :D. I am 22 Years old and I am german, going by She/Her pronouns.

This blog will feature mainly stuff bout Danganronpa and also bout my love for buff people. I especially like it when fictional chars get buffed up through a variety of means heh...But don't worry, I will do my best to keep it all appropriate heh. Don't wanna make anyone uncomfortable here.

I selfship myself with Miu Iruma and Angie Yonaga, buuut I am not opposed to anyone sharing my love for those two.

Now then, what will this blog feature in general? Simple! It will feature:

-Fanart

-Fanfiction

-Headcanons

-Analysis

-Me rambiing bout stuff I love (Especially buff characters)

-Queer Topics :D

-Selfshipping :D

And here are some things that I am into:

-Danganronpa

-Monster Prom

-Coraline

-Pokemon

-Welcome Home

-Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

-My OCS

BYF:

-I will ramble about buff people a lot and I like the thought of chars that are buff that are not in canon. I understand that this isn't everyone's cup of tea and I respect that.

-The blog will feature tons of queer stuff, so if you don't like that....well, why are ya here?

-The blog will sometimes mention dark topics, especially in my analysis posts. I will add TWs sometimes, but still. Stay safe.

-While you can ask me anything, don't ask me sensitive info. Okay?

-I am an adult and while I am fine with minors interacting with me, do know that I am 22. Because I understand that minors can be put-off, by me being much older.

-If I make you uncomfortable in the chat, PLEASE say it. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable.

-Regarding proshippers or antishippers, both can come here. But in case of the former, please don't just ramble to me bout proships. Because some seriously rub me the wrong way.

-While the topics I write about can be dark in general, I am not glorifying these actions. Because even if it's fiction, it still feels real.

DNI:

-If you are here to flirt with me or hit on me. I am not looking for relationships.

-If you want to do NSFW rps with me. I will not do any of that, ESPECIALLY NOT WITH MINORS. Because I am not attracted to kids.

-If you come to harass me in the DMs. You will be blocked.

-If you wanna start discourse about political topics.

-If you wanna harass me over my hcs. I get that not all of my hcs have to be liked by everyone, but I am not forcing you to agree with them.

-If you are just a sh*tty person in general.

So yeah, that's all there is to it. My DMs are always open, so if you wanna chat, feel free to say hi. This gal will be happy to see you ^^

[boopshoops]

I just got to looking at some of your OCs more in-depth and I realized something I think is really interesting—

Ezra is twisted from Mother Gothel, right? One of my OCs, Junia, while she is technically in the role of the nautilus shell necklace in which Ursula traps Ariel's voice in the movie, Rapunzel has been a huge inspiration on her and her backstory! Junia even had a mom who kinda stopped her from making any decisions for herself because her mom was so focused on making sure Junia ended up with someone to protect her when she wouldn't be able to one day and thus tried to force her into an arranged marriage. ('Mother Knows Best' is literally one of Junia's big character songs because I think it describes her relationship with her mother so well. I also think Junia being a mer makes it more interesting because from what we know the ocean really IS a 'survival of the fittest' kinda place)

And Junia also has a big thing about how she's always been seen as 'naturally beautiful' and has been reduced to just her looks for most her life. Oh, and her favorite (and best) subject is also Music, which Ezra teaches! And she has a lot of talent with it. Buuut...it's also much more of a hobby and way of self-expression to her, which I think would be really interesting since Ezra's pet peeve is 'wasted talent'.

I think there's just something potentially VERY interesting about these two interacting

(also...I hate to be that guy but...those horns? Homestuck vibes—)

OMG WAAAIT

Okireadherbiosheisveryadorableiloveher and i love her braids!!

YESSS THEIR INTERACTIONS COULD BE SO INTERESTING i think they could learn a lot from each other!!!

Ezra is typically well intentioned- if not misguided. His main goal is to raise his student's confidence, even if it means they are misbehaving or breaking some rules!

Doing something as a hobby wouldn't be something he really considers wasted talent- in fact he would be sosososososo happy about that!! It's how he started off after all :) HowevER- getting down on themselves about things? Not allowing themselves to even TRY starting something new because they think they might be bad at it???? OHHH that gets under his skin! Do it coward do IIIIT- /lh

He does definitely have his flaws with sheltering people though- i can definitely see that being a point of tension :') but yeah he'd adopt her /hj

[hyperch1ptune]

it’s 1am for me so it’s technically the 7th day….ykw yeah here’s my really rushed gadget week summer thingy

(complete w captioning!! confetti confetti)

yk that one moment where gadget just shoots fireworks out of his head in “Great Wall Of Obliva”,,,,yeagh I like 2 think he dose little one-off shows in general

oc content!! this prompt was just a good excuse 2 draw them interacting overall,,in addition 2 testing out & experiment with the different outfits they’ll have

this is one of those rare moments where I actually acknowledge the 2015 adaptation,,,legit I had 2 recharacterize & redesign Talon where he’s actually a bit standable omg

don’t mind the random one-off oc that’s inspired by that one jackbox water machine character BUUUT i’m really proud of all the shape experimenting I did on this one,,,,

fyi: Issac & Percila probs invited the twins over for a bombfire session. buncha common tropes could be seen in this I think: stories, wood collecting, s’mores,,hell yeah

this one is a lot more character focused but I sWear all of them are at some nearby fair,,,a lot more character testing & whatnot. buncha agents spending some quality for once omg

family photoooo!! I was planning on drawing the whole W.O.M.P. lineup tbh,,,,but that just seemed cooler for a illustration all in itself, at least brains here god bLess 🫡

I drew all of these in 1 day ur welcome gadget nation

[lexicorp]

soooooooooo

I have a very old gravity falls au that has changed ten billion times throughout the years and I am YET AGAIN fucking with it-

first and foremost I wanna /actually/ make Bill more cannon coded instead of a vessel to project on and instead using my actual OC for dat which is Zander ofc

I wanna change the story to be more current but also not completely rewrite totally everything

augh my lawd tho these shapes are rotating in my brain and there is so much I'd wanna figure out

tbh might simplify it a helluva lot more from old times, which would delete some characters buuuut I can have them more jus as side/pop up Bois instead!

gonna be brainstorming for sure

for these two then the shortened explanation is gonna be that they were twins and Zander has a bit of Bill's abilities but not nearly as much, and was hella on board to showing the people of their world more than their flat perception of shit. but things go really bad and their world gets wrekt

they are the only two to survive, and are still attached at the hip for years, especially after that. Bill is immediately in denial and "it's fine mode after being just spaced tf out for a looooong while (which scared Zander). while Zander is mainly feeling guilty as absolute shit and worried for Bill. but as they meet the henchmaniacs, and start again at doing sus activities, Zander is less sure this time around. when Zander questions Bill usually he brushed him aside and tells zan that he's just a sidekick and to let Bill handle the thinking.

in short, bill and Zander have a big spat over the illegal/dangerous junk and zan leaves. Bill is all "who needs ya" (even tho he totally does and tries to follow zan). Zander talks with Axolotl and makes a deal with time baby to take refuge on earth with the promise to reign in anomalies and not cause trouble. he wanted a do over so is reincarnated as a human. Bill isn't a fan of dat since he thinks they should be above that buuut yeah

I've already ranted enough XD

[ziekkfreak2-0]

I dunnaur if I posted this but here's two of my OCs as murder drones characters. Surprisingly they fit pretty well into N and Uzi's roles LOL. Rambling abt my OCs below the cut.

SD-K!!! Aka the Disassembly Drone version of my OC Karina Corazon. I mostly made this doodle for her, and I LOVE how it turned out!

This is what OG!Kari looks like. Her main design elements were water, electricity, and pirate. I don't think the DD version is really giving pirate, but it still looks cool.

The main change I made was making her snow themed instead of water since, y'know. The whole toxic death storm of ice thing. Soooo I made her dress (which is meant to resemble the deep ocean going into waves) into a more snowy look!! Also it's not meant to be that translucent but it just looked pretty uwu.

Lore-wise, I picked DD for her bc she was raised to murder hundreds, with the guidance of a spoopy lil voice in her head. She doesn't rlly understand that what she's doing is bad, buuut after meeting a certain Worker Drone, that changes.

As for her fighting style, in her OG version she was mostly close combat and only used her fists, while also using bursts of electricity to zap towards the enemy. Soooo as a DD, I think she would use her hand blasters to zoom around everywhere. Buuuut unlike her human counterpart, she'd mostly use her blade hand and immediately go for the head.

Now for the other one!!! Jade!!!!! I hate her Worker Drone design, I am going to rework it in the future when I have the energy to do so!!!!

I changed a lot about her from her OG version. It just doesn't catch the same energy :(((

Anyhow, the only important details about Jade is that she's a (slightly insane) chemist and her family works in security. Which kinds just slots her really well into Uzi's role.

Instead of the boring potions OG!Jade has tho, I gave WD!Jade some BOMBS. Because you can definitely trust this mentally stable child with bombs.

I changed her boring ahhh school shoes for some rubber shoes, which while it does look somewhat better, it kinda doesn't make sense for the snow setting. And before u say anything IK the cold of the storm doesn't rlly affect them, but like. N, Uzi, and V all wear jackets with fur. That's all the reasoning I will provide.

Also those horns she has? Yeah DD!Jade screwed those into her skull. OG version just has a horn headband.

Anyway this was my excuse to share art and also to make lesbian robots. Thank you and good night.

[starclast]

Entering gravity falls 📌

Soooo...I've talked about before on how did I first encounter certain games/series or entered certain fandoms and such but...honestly? Out of everyone...how I came to actually enter to gravity falls fandom is (for now) certainly the *weirdest* of them all 😅

To be honest with you, I wasn't interested at all in gravity falls when it was first airing. I was in my, what could be called, *you cant watch cartoon shows, that's childish* face...😑 Back then I kind of knew about gravity falls and had seen some little bits here and there but not really knew anything about it. And the fact that I thought the art-style was *childish* too didn't help me at all to get interested in it. Years passed and my knowledge about it grew...a tiny bit (if knowing that Bill Cipher would bring the apocalypse seems like a tiny bit to you 😶), buuut I was still pretty uninterested so any spoiler that crossed my way just didn't hit hard me at all 😑

More years passed and then I stumbled my way into itchio, where I started to look for games I could play. Then I saw it for the very first time, the fangame: Swooning over Stans ✨✨✨ And then I was like *...What??? Why does these two look so simi-? Oh wait, they are twins. huh...Wait a minute, this one looks familiar to me*. I read that it was inspired by gravity falls and though it didn't click me at first, at the end, I remember that indeed there was a series called gravity falls and so I...kept scrolling 😶 Yep, I still wasn't interested in it or anything related to it aaaand it stayed like that...until last year.

One afternoon I was bored, like BORED to death and nothing, nothing remotely interesting seem to be in my way 😑 Sooo since I didn't anything better to mind, I said to myself: *why not try out that gravity falls fangame? At least it will be good to pass the time* And so, I did.

At first I was jus planning to try out one route, Fords route, to be more specific, because he was the one who got my attention out of the two, and then...it caught me 😆 It wasn't like I fell or find it interesting instantly, but the art-style, humor and characters started to appeal to me more and more as I kept playing (and even though I was spoiled already for some of the stuff that there were mentioned, my mind didn't relate them or kind of forgot about it all together so... My first playthrough wasn't perfect at all, but overall I had an incredibly more enjoyable experience than what I first expected, so I decided to keep playing! 🤗

I tried out Stan's route then, and though I didn't got a perfect, I still had a lot of fun!! Soooo...I kept tryin until I made it 😅

I only made two OCs while playin. First was Misha for Fords route, and then Ann for Stan's route. Their designs came to me surprisingly easily, actually, and though they are pretty simple, I quite like how they look! 😄

After the game, I obviously wanted to draw some fanarts and such...but I struggled a lot because it quite differed from my usual style of drawing (specially the head shape, eyes and nose 😅) But well, as you can see, I managed to do it!!! 🤗🤗🤗

In the end, I liked the game so much so that I couldn't stop myself from wanting to see the series it was based on and till this very day...I don't regret that decision 🤩🤩🤩 So yeah, thank you very much to everyone who worked on this project and gave me an opportunity to finally get into gravity falls!!! ...Though it was in a kind of weird way, haha 😅