#exploding star mf ....

[karda]

[stardatez3ro]

look at my lawyers dawg im going to jail

initially these were just regular sketches but then i got the idea of turning them into kind of . ace attorney sprites?? so i added the txtboxes and im v happy w/ how this turned out >w<

(click on the imgs for better quality // reblogs appreciated!!)

[hoshifighting]

can't stop thinking about dumbification w wonwoo....he's one cocky mf and I just KNOW he'd be so filthy😩😩

what are your thoughts??

dumbification with wonwoo WARNINGS: smut, dumbification, fingering, squirting, dirty talk.

tbh you never expected this kind of shit to happen with him, least of all. wonwoo—who barely blinks when u flirt or tease, as if he's above it all. but now, fuck, he's got you on your back, legs spread wide and trembling, fingers pressing so deep inside you that your mind is starting to blank out, and all you can think about is how good it feels. you’re already a mess, whining and squirming, trying to catch your breath while he's got that stupid smirk playing on his lips like he’s enjoying every second of watching you fall apart.

“shit, look at the mess youre making of yourself baby girl, so fucking wet f'me” he mutters, voice raspy, fingers pushing in and out of you at a slow, agonizing pace. “can’t even think straight, hm?” you try to form a response, something snarky or witty, but all that comes out is a whimper, hips lifting to meet his touch, desperate for more. he’s dragging this out on purpose, you know it. trying to push you past the point where you can keep that sharp tongue of yours and turn you into nothing but a mess beneath him.

“wonwoo,” you manage to gasp, voice catching as he curls his fingers inside you just right, brushing against that spot that makes stars explode behind your eyelids. “please—" he chuckles, deep and dark, and you can feel the heat of his breath against your neck as he leans in closer. “please, what?” he taunts, fingers slowing down to a maddening pace, just enough to keep you on the edge but not enough to push you over. “you want more? or are you already too fucked out to handle it?” you shake your head, trying to clear the haze, but it’s impossible. the heat pooling in your belly is making you splash, fever spreading through your limbs and making your mind go blank “answer me,” he commands, his free hand coming up to grip your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his. “use your words, baby. or is that too hard for you now?”

your brain is a foggy mess, but you try to focus, try to form some semblance of thought. “fuck—more, please, i—” your voice cracks, the words barely coherent, but it’s enough for him.

“good girl,” he purrs, and his fingers speed up, pumping into you harder and faster, the wet sounds of your arousal filling the air. “see? you can be good when you try.” it’s embarrassing how fast you lose yourself after that. the pleasure is too much, too intense, and all you can do is lay there, legs twitching, hips bucking, completely at his mercy. you’re babbling now, words that barely make sense falling from your lips as you beg for more, beg for him to let you come, to end this delicious torture. “you like it when i make you stupid, huh?”

you can’t respond. not in any way that matters. the only thing you manage is a broken moan, hands clutching at the sheets like a lifeline as the heat builds inside you, threatening to consume you whole. you’re so close, teetering on the edge, and he knows it. “go on,” he whispers, breath hot against your ear. “show me how dumb i can make you. show me how fucking good i can make you feel.”

t hits you all at once. your vision goes white, body convulsing as the orgasm tears through you, so intense you barely register the flood of wetness soaking his hand and the sheets beneath you. you’re shaking, gasping, unable to form a single coherent thought as the pleasure washes over you. wonwoo watches you fall apart, “fuck, that’s it,” he murmurs. “look at you. didn’t think i’d get you this messy.” u’re still trembling, still trying to catch your breath, and all you can do is nod weakly.

[biggesttmntfanintheworld]

Because you're alive again may I request more mutant-mayhem stuff? Like I got nothing specifically but I would love to see more of it! :3

I'm going through a severe case of writer's block so I'm sorry if this sucks:(

prom night

mutant mayhem! x gn! reader headcanons!

the turtless asking their crush to slow dance at prom!

leonardo

NEVOUS ASFFFFFFFFF

"bruh all you have to do is ask" "ITS NOT THAT EASY-"

bro heart hurts so bad he feels like its abt to explode

sweating like crazy too

bro does NOT know what to do

bro uses his rizz which is not existent to win you over

"hey uh...I think someone must have stolen the stars and put them in your eyes..."(LMFAOOOOOOOOO)

"huh"

"Wanna Dance?"

his hands are really sweaty and icky(im sorry LMAO)

he CANNOT make eye contact bro

and at the end he tells you that you're really beautiful/handsome/cute and runs away

:3

raphael

he doesn't really want to dance

because he thinks it's "not manly"

but his brothers are making him do it because they know he likes you

he really does not want to do it because he thinks it's embarrassing

butt...

he likes youuu soooo...

not nervous asking...like at all

like he's not scared whatsoever

bros so chill abt it.

"wanna dance?."

not sweaty like leo and donnie

"your eyes are really pretty"

:3

donatello

EXTREMELY nervous

like you can see the sweat dripping off of him

can't breathe

bro is literally dying

"why are you so nervous just ask" "im going to kill you shut up"

he keeps walking up to you and walking back

like he's about to tap on your shoulder and he just walks back(hes so silly)

he uses very cringy anime pick up lines

"Is your name Cana? Um, Cana call you mine?" (Fairy Tail Guild pick up line LMAOOO)

"what?"

"n-nothing!"

he just awkwardly stands around you after he said that

bro does NOT know what to do

after like 2 minutes of him standing around you awkwardly

"h-hey umm do y-you maybe w-wanna dance?, its fine i-if you don't want to"

"i would love to"

"r-really!?"

"yes!"

he fell in love with you a little deeper after that dance

:3

Michelangelo

THE ONLY MF WITH REAL RIZZ BRO

but not scared or nervous at all

he knows exactly how to rizz you up fr!

and now all he has to do is wait for the perfect moment to sweep you off your feet

as soon as the slow dance music starts...

he walks straight up to you and grabs your shoulder genty

"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put ‘U’ and ‘I’ together"(HES SO SILLY BRO)

"oh?"

"would you like to dance with me?"

he smells like vanilla or cocoa 100%

he asked you out for pizza the next day after school

:3

can you guys give me tips on how to do oneshots like I'm actually suffering

constructive criticism is greatly appreciated:333

BYEEEEE

[aliorsboxostuff]

So how about sub din who is just started to date Dom reader and hasn't taken his helmet off yet. So things are getting steamy with them both and is din sitting on readers lap grinding on him and reader asks if he wants to take a step further and din nods yes. And reader makes sure that din is comfortable and says to leave the helmet on for din and doesn't want to rush him. And leads to din first time with reader and is riding him in the control room in the razor crest. I hope you are doing good and really glad that you are taking mandalorian requests.-🐸

A/N Oh 🐸, you with your amazing ideas, and always so descriptive! Though I gotta change the 'Started dating reader' part because the Din in my heart is a socially awkward mf that needs at LEAST 6 months of relationship development before holding hands. I also hope you are doing well! Yall gotta bear with me here this is gonna be my FIRST take on a star wars fic, let alone a Mandalorian fic, so if I do make any mistakes while writing some Mando'a words here, feel free to DM me or reply so I can fix where I wrote it wrong! As always, apologies for some mistakes, english is my 2nd language, and enjoy dear Readers! <3

Ner Din'ika 

Tags: Din Djarin x m!Reader, Grogu, Luke Skywalker, he's there as Grogus's teacher tho lmao, Mando'a words (Translation at the end), Bottom!Din, soft!Din, Keldabe kiss, First Kiss, Riding, Pet names, touch-starved!Din, fluff, fluff and smut, aftercare.

Din's first time with you is—as expected—filled with yearning and want and scalding touches and a kiss? 

[Takes place around the time frame of Grogus training in Book of Boba Fett, but i refuse to let The Razor Crest explode so here we are]

You stand at the mouth of The Razor Crest, watching as Din supervised Grogu’s latest training with Luke. The kid has flown a total of five little pebbles and an even more impressive number of bigger boulders, seven now counting. Din, worry and protectiveness practically oozing from his armor, stands off to the side, just near the tree lines, eyes watchful of his foundling as Luke, yet again, lets the little boy fly over his head. You’d deem it dangerous, stars, maybe irresponsible. But what do you know about Jedi training?

Instead, your eyes follow the line of Din's stature. His arms are crossed, leaning against some of the bamboos. Clearly trying to resemble a sort of relaxed stance, but you can see the tension, feel it even. Comes with being a Mandalorian’s boyfriend, you chuckle. Those broad shoulders lean back, Beskar reflecting the shining light of the growing evening, slowly he turns his head to glance at you sitting on the Crest’s mouth. You meet his visor, grinning, before he curtly turns back to where he was watching his kid. Your smile widens.

You met him through Cara Dune. She’s a good friend of yours, the one who pulled you out of your boring everyday life on Sorgan, used to fish the little morsels from your villages ponds, to hanging around her and earned her respect. Until that Beskar donned man and his little green kid came. Thought he wanted to take in Cara and you were ready to step in his way, but after they dueled, they came to a truce and started their alliance. He helped the villagers fight off the raiders that once terrorized the place, and once that's done he opted to leave, not before you hitched a ride to Nevarro with Cara.

It had to be admitted, the kid did catch your heart and held on to it, so you offered to help him and Grogu find his kind. Cycles after your initial meeting, you’ve grown close with both Din and Grogu, curious at the man’s past and equally drawn to him. Then that imperial bastard, Moff Gideon, had to up and steal the kid. So you, Cara, Bo-Katan and Hell, Boba Fett himself, joined forces to save him. 

The universe truly is bountiful to its protector, because you didn't take into account that saving The Mandalorians kid would give you the honor of learning his name and, by stars, becoming his boyfriend. Remembering back to those months, you still think you're the luckiest warrior in the whole galaxy to be blessed with such an amazing and loving clan of three. 

Reeling back to reality, far into the field, you see Grogu has gone tired and Luke has halted their training for the day, the little green guy already slumping into the dirt below and curling in on himself. You sigh fondly, walking down the ramp and jogging to wear Grogus doe eyes are already half lidded, and he yawns. 

“Come here kiddo,” You coo as you pick up his little body, cradling him in your arms. You see Luke talking to Din, too far away for you to catch, but you could see him nodding to Lukes animated chatter. You smile, glancing back down to Grogus little head burying himself deeper into your warmth, he’s already pawing at the jacket you're wearing, which makes you giggle and pull it around his little body. 

Luke walks over to where you’re standing, smiling as he sees Grogu already bundled up by you. “We should have dinner first before we sleep, right Grogu?”

Now that made his floppy ears perk. Grogu immediately turns from where you were hugging him, making grabby hands and incoherent words at the idea of food, which you smile at before handing him to Lukes waiting arms. 

“We’ll join you in a bit,” You said, and Luke nodded, already turning back into the direction of his temple. 

On cue, Din approaches you and slides an arm around your middle, pulling you to him at which you welcome the tug. With a steady hand on the cool Beskar chest plate, the two of you watch as Grogu flails his arms around, undoubtedly talking about something that only Luke could understand, the serenity of the fields surrounding you lulls you into a sense of peace. You turn to meet Dins visor, directed at Luke and Grogu, before it slowly turns to you, making you smile softly. Slowly, you bring your hand to caress the side of his helmet, fingers edging slightly under it, taking in the feeling of that powerful metal that has saved your boyfriend countless times. His gloved hand holds your wrist, not tugging away, just an anchor, a testament to his trust in you to know you’ll never take off his helmet, to know you’re patient to let Din take his own pace. 

The hand holding his helmet pulls slightly, and Din comes with. Your eyes flutter close as you feel the cold Beskar touch your crown, sighing when a shaky hand cups your jaw, bringing you closer. Despite the gap the armor creates, you’re never tired of feeling Dins hand on your nape, heavy over your pulse, burning even through his gloves. You smile, pulling back slightly, before you press a kiss to where his cheeks would be. “Let’s eat, cyar’ika,” You whisper, and you feel him nod.

You smile when he pulls back, arm still securely on your hips while the other smoothes over your jaw. You chuckle, pulling him to the smell of dinner being prepared by Luke, tugging him by his hand.

— 

After dinner is done and cleaned, Din has given Grogu his nightly bath and the kid is ready to pass out at any moment. Luke has taken him to his quarters and settled the little one on his own bed, just on the other side of his room. The bots have yet to make more sleeping quarters, still focusing on more classes and storage area, so the only available bed room would be Lukes, where Grogu is also staying. 

You and Din have known this from your last visits, opting to sleep in the privacy of the Crest instead. So you and Din bid the two a good night, and trek up the clearing where the ship is docked. 

Din’s arm never left your side, holding and pressing slightly, making you arch a brow at him. He only stares at you, undoubtedly false innocent eyes inside that helmet. You scoff, nudging him aside before pressing the button to close the ramp, submerging the two of you in the darkness of the Crest, shards of the twin moons the only thing leading you and Din up into the hull of the ship. 

His hands now roam around your body, pushing you slightly until your back hits the wall, you return his desperate touch with the same fervor. Finding the sliver of body suit on his hip not covered by his armor, you snake insistent fingers into the fabric and squeeze, his helmet not able to hide his groan.

“Easy dearest,” You smooth your hand over the area, other hand holding the side of his neck, thumb drawing soothing circles. “Let's take these off, alright?” He nods shakily.

You lead him to the compartment next to the sleeping pod, the table there clean of clutter and made to store Dins armor. Piece by piece, starting with his shoulder pauldrons, each part eased off with care, pressing a kiss to the Mudhorn signet, you can hear Dins stuttered breath. Then down to his vambraces, littering kisses from his shoulder and leading a path down to his forearm, then hands as you carefully pry off those thick gloves. You push Din slightly so his waist hits the edge of the table, pressing another kiss to the bare skin of his hand, half lidded eyes meets his visor at which you hear him exhale a ragged breath. 

Carefully unbuckling the belts around his breastplate, setting it on the table before you pull off the breastplate, the bodystocking stretches over his broad chest deliciously. As you put the armor piece aside, your hand smoothes over the fabric, pressing slightly where you know Din is sensitive the most, watching him inhale sharply before you smirk, littering kisses on your way down. As you crouch, you move to take off each leg piece, first tigh guards, pressing light kisses on the exposed fabric, then shin guards and the belts on top of it, then finally the knee-pads and his heavy boots. Gentle hands stoke up slightly, pushing the end of his pants up until you feel the tickle of leg hair, Din visibly shaking on top of you, gripping the table behind him until his scarred knuckles turn white. 

You smile, languidly making your way up his body, unwrapping his cape and setting it aside. The final divide between you and your boyfriend. His last brick, and the wall crumbles down. 

Shaking hands clasps at your back as you press kisses on his still covered clavicle, making the fabric damp and warm as he squirms. You hear his breath grow ragged, then you bite down, just enough to hear him groan and drop his head to your shoulder, his hands holding onto you like a lifeline. 

“Sleeping pod or-” 

“T-the cockpit…” He falters as you press another kiss nearing his neck. “Please,” 

You hum, nodding against his neck before leading him by the hand, careful touches along his hips as you usher him up the stairs. You follow suit, not forgetting to grab the lube from the compartment on the wall. 

When your feet touch the cockpits floor, Din impatiently pulls you up, hands stroking over your chest, down to your hips at which he breathes raggedly under your chin. You chuckle, moving him back until he feels the control panel. He almost jumps to sit on it, but you sit back on the captain's chair, you pull him towards you, making him stumble into your lap. His whine reverberates through his helmet's modulator adding a static edge to it. You made sure he’s comfortable before sliding your hands to his back, reaching to tug the zipper down. 

The zippers opens his backside into the night's cold air, making him arch into your warm touch, pressing his clothed cock to your lap. He whines from the movement, holding on to your shoulders, almost crushing them. With each skin slowly being revealed into the night's air, you press your lips against it, reveling in each whine and ragged breath you got out of Din. With every part of the suit being peeled, Din’s tanned skin is shown, bathed under the light of the moons and stars. Scars on his body paint an infinite constellation, your eyes following each one, from the deep ones to those that have grown lighter than Dins expanse of skin. 

Finally, he pulls at the tight bodysuit, discarding it somewhere on the floor, and his hands paws at your jacket, labored breath impatiently prying it off of your figure. You grin, shrugging the article off, followed by your shirt, leaving the both of you shirtless and breathless. Dins shaking hand strokes down your shoulder, to your arms, before he arches into you when your languid fingers trace his sensitive back, sending jolts rippling through his body. 

“Please…” Despite his helmet still perfectly secured on his head, you could feel his warmth ghosting at your neck. It truly has been a while since you and Din shared some privacy, always jumping from planet to planet, looking for more Mandalorians to repair broken bonds and doing favors that benefit Din’s covert. Only now did you and your boyfriend get to breathe in the warm embrace of peace within this planet, so you're not surprised just how sensitive Din has gotten.

“What do you need kar’ta?” Your hand holds Dins hip, no doubt leaving marks to be cherished in the morning, letting him grind himself on your thigh, broken moans and breath singing into your ears. You pride yourself for learning bits of Mando’a if only to hear his gasps each time you use it. “Hm? What do you want?” 

“I- ugh,” Din grunts as he feels one hand snakes into his trousers, stroking him steadily, his precum easing the movement. You smirk, other hand tweaking one of his perked nipples, bumping your head against his, making sure the amber in your eyes burns through his visor. The need melts into his skin. 

You’ve never gone past reverent touches and helping each other get off by hand, you haven't even gotten the pleasure of seeing Din fall apart by your mouth, but from the way he grinds into your touch, broken moans filling the room, his desperation leaks into your body. “Want me to fuck you?”

“Stars- Yes.” He moans when you tighten your hand just so. You nod, easing your hand away from his cock which makes him whine, until you begin to help him out of his pants.

“Okay, alright,” Your breath stutters when Din grinds over your cock, already tenting in the confines of your pants. Between you and Din’s relationship, the both of you haven't truly moved on from scalding touches and helping each other get off by hand. This is a new territory for Din, and you have to make sure he feels safe and comfortable in your embrace. 

You carefully slide him out of his trousers along with his briefs and discard it with the same pile as his top, feeling his strong thighs shake underneath your touch. Fumbling for the bottle of lube, you pour just enough on your hand and warm it up a bit, before following Din’s tailbone down to the top of his arse. He shivers, whining into your shoulder as he feels your digits ghosts over his hole, already squirming in your hold. 

“Come on, please,” He begs, nails scratching at your back. You slowly insert one finger, the tip first, letting the Din situate himself to the foreign feeling. He groans, burying himself deeper between the crook of your neck, his mandibles digging slightly at your jaw. The lube easies your finger to push more, deeper, until you hear his high pitch, broken moan, then slowly push in another. At that, he jerks his head to the side, chest still flushed with yours. 

When you begin scissoring, Din throws his head back, arches into your touch, which beckons you to chase him, biting at the now exposed column of his neck, making sure to leave marks no one but you know and Din could feel. Din feels delirious, deeply intoxicated from both your fingers and the feeling of your warm mouth pressing over sensitive skin and old scars, jolting each time you bite down or kiss longer to leave darker spots. He scarcely remembers moaning out broken syllables that should form your name, making your hold on his hips tighten, squeezing the scarred skin. 

After deeming it enough prep, you carefully pull your fingers out, pressing kisses on the planes of your boyfriend's chest, feeling him take ragged breaths, a steady hue of red throughout his body. You shuffle to discard your pants, hissing when you feel the cold air hit your heated skin. You could feel Din growing impatient, if the way he squirms could be interpreted as that, so you tug your pants off and align yourself under Din. 

“Slowly baby, slowly,” You remind him, his thigh shaking with anticipation. Hands holding under his thigh, making sure gravity doesn't take hold, you lower Din’s shivering body, inch by inch. The tight heat of his hole almost stutters your hold, making you groan, feeling the head of your cock inside him. You can feel Dins graps digs into your shoulders as he gasps.

Finally, your thighs are flushed with Dins, feeling the man shudder above you as you try to regain some sort of composure, breathing in shaking breaths. Din claws his way from your pellicals to your chest, making red rivers across your chest. You groan, pushing into his touch, which in turn shifts where you sat, enough to make your boyfriend shiver.

"M-move." He manages. "Move, please." 

"Anything for you mesh'la," You say as your teeth dangerously ghosts over his pulse. 

Planting your feet on the metal floor, you suppress the cold that shoots up your bones and instead focus on holding Din upright, thrusting into him with each movement. His arms shakes, moves back to grip the control panel, his scarred knuckles a hue lighter. A deep growl rumbles through you when you feel Din’s hole clenching around you, raking blunt teeth across his chest. You trail reverent kisses across a deep scar that runs from his left clavicle to just under his abdomen, Din shivers. In a more tender moment, slowed down after release with the two of you tangled together, you would've asked what those scars meant, wondering about the stories of your boyfriend's life. Maybe later, much later in the night.

When you hear a mewl, almost a hurt sound coming from the man currently flushed on top of you, your lips curls into a sharp grin, before hauling Din from gripping at the ships console to fall into your grasp, his arms immediately around your neck with a choked gasp from the sudden change. With the chair supporting both of your weight, you have the advantage to claw at Din’s hips, digging calloused fingers into his skin, using your strength to push Din up and down.   

You feel yourself nearing the edge, with Din clenching around you it’s hard to keep up the pace. The side of his helmet would leave an angry mark on your shoulder, making you grunt when Din lets out a broken whimper and buries his head to the crook of your neck. “C-close, baby,”

“Me too…” He lets out a breathy moan when your hand finds his dick, pumping it hastily, pushing him to his limit.

“Stars i-” You stutter when Din clenches around you. “Fuck- Wish i can kiss you,” 

Slip of a tongue. Shit. 

Your movement falters, a shiver shoots up when Din pulls his head back, dark visors looking straight to you, assessing you. 

"Din i-" But before you could sputter out a reason, an apology for forsaking the trust he gave you, darkness suddenly envelops your vision, rendering you blind. Dins hand covers your eyes, you could feel his calluses over your skin.

Then, as if a searing star itself break the atmosphere, you feel slightly chapped lips against yours, a tickle of stubble and- Is that a mustache? 

Din grunts into your mouth, realizing you still have one hand wrapped around him. He moans, moving with your thrusts, his kiss devouring your gasps as you push at him, deepening it. His tongue traces yours and confidently moves in, effectively rendering your brain into a short-circuit. Your mind briefly wonders how such a reserved man has this much skill in kissing, he’s no virgin but surely he hasn't kissed anyone beside you. Then he bites at your lower lip before bringing you deeper again with a hand on your nape, and all hell breaks loose.

You growl into the kiss, basking in the whimper he lets out as your hand moves faster and thrust grows sloppier, but definitely still hitting that spot that makes Din scream. He pulls back, inhaling sharply when you bite lightly on his jaw, feeling the hair that decorate it. Oh you’d worship him just to see his debauched face without being blind, and the thought is enough to make you cum. 

You feel yourself release inside Din’s warmth, making him shiver and let out a broken moan of your name. With your hand jerking him off, he follows suit, throwing his head back, painting his chest with strings of pearly cum. Once spent, he slumps into your embrace, helmet already in place and breathing raggedly next to your ear. You pry his hand off your eyes and press a kiss to the sliver of neck you could reach. 

Blinking away the little dots from your eyes being closed and pressed by his hand, you slowly steady your breath as you rub circles on Dins pelicals and lower back, feeling him sigh and melt at your touch. You can't help to let out a chuckle, which earns you a questioning sound from your boyfriend. 

“Nothing, just…” You smile, licking at your lips, trying to savor Din’s taste. “Best kiss I've ever had.”

That made him chuckle, nuzzling the cool helmet against the side of your neck. “Me too.”

Your smile widens, closing your eyes and simply letting the warmth of after-sex wafts through the cockpit. Speaking of which, you should probably clean up and sleep in the proper sleeping pod. The seat, plush as it is, won't do your back any good. So you reach for your scattered pants, looking for the fabric you always keep in your back pocket. When you finally find it, you shift Din a bit to clean up the mess that went up to both his and your chest, then carefully pull out of the man, making you groan as he shivers, wiping down what leaks out of him and the remaining lube around your length. 

Standing up and making your way down takes another effort, but nothing you can't do for Din, sleepy and content Din in your arms. Pushing the button to open the sleeping pod, you set him down on the edge of it before handing him a bottle of water.

“Drink, love,” You grin, before busying yourself on the table where another water bottle is kept and downing it. You hear the hushed shh of Dins helmet as it’s being taken off, then the cap of the water bottle turning. You swallow another gulp of water, before flashes of earliers heated kiss shocks you and makes you choke on the water slightly. You cough, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand before closing the bottle and setting it back. 

“You uh… Done?” You clear your throat.

“Yeah,” You nod, turning back to see Dins helmet back on and him extending his arm, returning the bottle to you. You set it on the table and push him back to lie down in the pod. It’s always been a tight fit with both you and your boyfriend sleeping in it, but you make do.

When the doors are shut and the lights turned off, another hiss of Dins helmet makes your heart thump harder, but he shifts to place it on a small compartment off to the side and lays his head on your chest, one arm around you. You hook your arm around him, the other playfully raking through his curls. You could tell just from how it coils around your fingers, Din practically purring into your touch like a Loth Cat. You grin, pressing a kiss to his forehead before shifting to get comfortably on the pillow. 

“Good night, Din'ika,”

“Good night, Cyar’ika,” 

Cyar'ika: Darling, beloved, sweetheart 

Kar'ta: Heart

Mesh'la: beautiful

Requests are open! 

[simpfordemetri]

i’m soooo happy that you are back)

how do you think the guards would act when they’re feeling vulnerable? (in my opinion those mfs only allow themselves to be taken care of when they’re like 1 sec from exploding

Volturi Guards Being Vulnerable

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ALEC

He doesnt tend to get vulnerable or at least he tries to,he doesnt want you to see him in such state or scare you

But he has traumas and sometimes the memories resurfacing are just too much and he cant help himself as he feels out of control

He needs you to scratch his hair,his face hidden from you in your chest as he literally sobs

You would turn on some slow music so he can relax but he mostly needs your affection

It doesnt happen too often tho,its very rare so when this happens you freeze for a moment before realizing whats happening and taking care of your mate.

JANE

You have to assure her that being vulnerable or show that side to someone is not something coward,and is totally fine.

Because you noticed that when she gets anxious she literally run away for hours and you can only guess she is out in the forest making flowers crowns

Because she always return with one for you,so you gave her the idea to take you with her ,she didnt have to talk about her feelings and you wouldnt push

Just the two of you making flower crowns for each other

And thats how she faces her vulnerable moments with you

DEMETRI

He feels that he is the one that has to take care of you,specially if you are human,cause he is the strongest,the older,etc…

But when you found him laying in bed cuddling a pillow you knew something must been really wrong

So you told him to lay on his stomach,and gave him a soft massage to his back since he loves those

Then a bubble bath was prepared for him and you just sat on the toilet waiting for him and gently washing his hair and back while leaving kisses everywhere you could reach

He literally acts as if he were human.

FELIX

He actually enjoys when you take care of him cause its a way of feeling how much you love and protect him

So he is alright with showing you that vulnerable side of him,he enjoys sitting on the couch next to the window,you cuddling him and watching the stars in the sky

He will ask you to softly and lowly sing to him,it doesnt matter if you are not good at it,he showed you a nana he remembered from when he were human,his mother used to sang it to him,and its the only thing he remember,now you sing it to him.

HEIDI

She does not enjoy at all showing you how emotional and vulnerable she can be

Cause she is used to always have a smile on her face and making you laugh

But when it gets too much she feels like everything is very overwhelming and kinda shuts down and lock herself in the bathroom as if she is having some anxiety attack

So you literally have to call someone to break in because as a human you cant open that door

And she refuses to let you see her in this state,so you have to sit next to her and cuddle her until its over,thats all you can do because there is no way of convincing her that is okay

Just say sweet nothings to her and reassure her feelings as much as you can

[smaeemo]

15x18 "Despair" Quick Brainrot Summary

Jack is totally #bombmaxxing and they are like we gotta GTFO or totally magic this shit away

Billie pulls up to the function and is like "Y'all done." scythe in hand totally looking legit cray and is like "You bitches were sooo close"

The winchesters are then like "But bro, Chucky bear was the one behind this all along!"

Then Castiel out here begging please billie, " jack is so gonna detonate, pls fix my boy"

And Billie's like "This shit is bad, ig he's gonna lowkey explode, but I can like send him to a special little place" then proceeds to zap Jack into the empty, and is like "He's in a place that will absorb his shock #rubberwalls"

As soon as Jack finds himself in vemon's innards he like totes EXPLODES

Cut back to The team freaks, and Billie is like "Oops there she blows! Also I sent Jack to the empty" and they are all like "Oh that's not-" and then Cas is like "Is he like LiveMaxxing rn?" and Billie straight up "Idk" emotes.

Then Billie just goes like "The empty, shes.. large and vast... but she is gonna be PISSED if Jack is livemaxxing, and like we are already beefing so I banned her from earth and she like needs to be summoned or whatever" Then she's like "Jack for God's death book, good trade? good trade?" and they are like "YOU BASTARD, YOU LIED" and totally felt #betrayed. And she starts to peer pressure sam into giving her the death book.

Cut back to Jack, because he is "Live" Maxxing!!! and the empty now has beef with him too and is like "YOU DUMB BITCH IM GONNA KILL YOU-"

Cut back to The winchesters, and Sam gives into peer pressure and is like "here's the book" as he throws it on her #desk #customerservice. And Billie gets her fingers in there are #reads and is like "hmmm.... by god! there's a new ending" then channels her inner Villian and gives us the "Interesting..."

Cut back to Jack and the empty is like totes peeved and is like "YOU WOKE ME UP YOU CUNT, LIKE THAT'S SO NOT GLAZING" then like lowkey lunges, but before the violence can ensue Jack is star trek'ed back to the bunker

Then Billie is like "This bitch mine" and has a full ass custody war before Dean grabs her scythe and slashes her and she like cat hisses, uses the force, and then /resets her character back into her domain.

Jack like faintmaxxes and Sam is like "Omg! The book! It stuck!"

TIMESKIP

Dean and Sam work out their drama per usual and are like Bitchboy Michael is totes ghosting us.

Cut to a reaper going up to Billie and being like "The place has been secured from the EMPTY" and still peter griffin seething Billie is like "OMG! TYSM"

Cut back to Winchesters/main plot where the apocolyspe people TM/Ressurected hoes are like dissapearing, and they are like "Ugh, that girl is still doing this shit??" (Billie)

Then Charlie (Apocolyspe edition) who they are visiting because her bae was /kill @e'ed, and Charlie is like "these mfs know something" and so tfw is like "Billie is beefing because Dean stabbed her and everyone is gonna die"

Then sam has a lightbulb moment, and is like "Eileen!" so they haul ass over to her, but were too fashionably late and all that was left was her phone (sad face)

Sam gets like 2 min grief before going "Lets make a bass and ward that hoe with bedrock atp, yk for all the apocalypse people and #resserecters"

Then they are all like "Omg yes!!!" But then Dean is like "Im gonna go back to the bunker and kill Billie for being a HATER" and Cas is like "Baby don't go alone, I'll #tagalong"

Everyone thumbs up the message and they like go their separate ways

Sam and Jack go to a creepy ass Silo and totally ping everyone give their location, #send ur ETA

Everyone/most get to the silo and the crew is warding that bitch UP and they lowkey doing all the cheats to keep the tresspassers OUT. Then Jack goes near the plant and the plant #dies and Jack is like "Bruh" and then when they think they are safe, the uno reverse card is totes played and everyone starts tragically dying (besides sam and jack) and jake is like "omg wtf" and sam is all "sad face"

Cut back to Dean and Cas: They get back to the bunker and Dean grabs the Scythe and uses a key to go back into Billie's pad, and is like "Lets make her SWEAT" so they walk around looking for her and #destroying things/

Then they find her and dean lowkey stabs her and is like "Wasn't trying to kill you. so like stop killing all my pals" and she's like "Girl that's like not even me doing that, its chucky, doy"

And Dean and Cas are lowkey #shocked! Then she uses the force on them aka channeling her darth vader, then grabs her scythe.

Then she's all like "When you slashed me, you pulled a hamlet and basically poisened me to die, which is so not #nice" and then she's all like "IDGAF abt dying, its inevitable, so Im gonna complete my quest and KILL YOU DEAN" then Cas and Dean are shaking in their boots and try to out run DEATH and make it back to the bunker.

After they get back into the bunker Dean is like ok ok wtf do we do, and then Billie shows up yet again Darth Vader style, using the force to like stop Dean's heart.

And Dean and Cas start running, and Billie is like "Hoe, I have your heart wtf r u even gonna do??"

Then they make it to a store room and Cas uses his blood and makes a sigil that is anti-billie, then Dean's heart works again and

Billie is like standing out side of the door knocking on it like so annoyingly this whole time

Dean is like "Im so sorry, I am a vengeful piece of shit and now both of us r gonna totes die. But like me first" and then he's like "We should been with Sammy and Jackie and not here, Im lowkey apologetic"

And Cas suddenly is like "Think think BRAINBLAST" and is like "Well... there is someone who can stop her... someone strong enough to end her for GOOD" and Dean is like "tf?"

Then... Cas spills the beans about his deal and Dean goes "You what?" feeling #betrayed

And Cas is like "the deal was my life for his, that the empty would take me at my moment of true happiness" which is so lowkey PETTY

And Dean is like "Y r u tell me rn?"

So Cas goes: "I know. I know how you see yourself, Dean. You see yourself the same way our enemies see you. You're destructive, and you're angry, and you're broken. You're "daddy's blunt instrument." And you think that hate and anger, that's... That's what drives you, that's who you are. It's not. And everyone who knows you see it. Everything you have ever done, the good and the bad, you have done for love. You raised your little brother for love. You fought for this whole world for love. That is who you are. You're the most caring man on Earth. You are the most selfless, loving human being I will ever know. (he smiles, crying now) You know, ever since we met, ever since I pulled you out of Hell... Knowing you has changed me. Because you cared, I cared. I cared about you. I cared about Sam, I cared about Jack... I cared about the whole world because of you. (sad laugh as a tear rolls down his cheek) You changed me, Dean."

And dean is like "Y this sound like a goodbye????"

Then cas goes "bc it is" leaving dean #speechless

Then before dean respondmaxxes...

Cas goes "ily" and dean is like "nah don't do this Cas..."

Then the random squelching of knockoff venom comes up behind him and Cas goes "Goodbye Dean" and SHOVES that boy into the corner, leaving a #bloody handprint TM on his shoulder (similar to the burn from when he GRIPPED him TIGHT and PULLED HIM from perdition)

Then Billie BUSTS into the room and the Empty takes both of them into the mysterious goo world. and Dean is like "yo wtf" and starts #sniffle maxxing

Then Sam starts calling him, and Dean ignores it and starts #sobmaxxing

All in all

Apocolypse people/resurrected died L

Cas #confessed to Dean then got eaten by knock off Venom alongside billie

And Dean won a crying competition

The end.

[garden-bug]

Can’t believe Thrawn is just vibing and these mfs are gonna show up in their stupid fancy ring hyper power ship with an entire enemies to lovers trope on board.

All I’m saying is, Thrawn, in the Star Wars equivalent of a Hawaiian shirt, is teaching Ezra Chiss martial arts on their exile planet. Ezra is making fun of him for being exiled twice. Lmaoooo everyone just hates you, Thrawn.

Thrawn’s expression changes to something almost pensive. HE REMEMBERS WHAG HE SAID TO ELI VANTO THAY ONE FUCKING TIME and he dunks his head in the sea bc he’s a silly idiot and he misses his bestie WHO HE WASNT BERY NICE TO NO NOT ONE BIT.

In Chiss land, Eli sneezes. No he’s not in Chiss land he’s out in the wilderness looking for Thrawn. All of Thrawn’s Ascendancy friends are there even Samakro. They have explorers hats and are adventuring through the jungle.

Idk what happens next. Sabine and Shin Hati kiss. Sabine realises she was never meant to be a Jedi bc she’s a mandalorian like duh.

Everyone finds Thrawn and Ezra at the exact same time. Thrawn and Ezra r like wtf then they all have a beach party because night sisters are allergic to sea water so Morgen straight up evaporates.

Ahsoka and Hera show up in the ghost with Jacen and Zeb and Kallus who brought a barbecue yipeee!

Luke Skywalker shows up with Din Djarin and Grogu searching for Grogu’s home planet.

Dinluke is real.

Somehow all the positive energy defeats the Grysks and they explode and die.

The end.

Sorry I’m not coping with the Ahsoka series very well. I love it but I am very afraid. Parts of it I don’t love. Ok I love that it’s funny as fuck to speculate about.

[l34fylaur3n]

dcas ep7 rant abt ashley

tw: character hate, light cursing, s3ep7 slight spoilers

htjfhdhfhhfnshshshs i hate ashley. i hate her sm i want her to explode rjdnhdmzjaHSBSJSKZBR

girl did not have the right to hold a grudge against a child for outsmarting her tf. like i can understand alec bc yk ep12 and all but ASHLEY?????

"b-b-but in the beta---" THE BETA IS NOT CANON. if it was, ashley's actions would be justified. but it doesnt exist in canon. its js season one, where all fiore did was outsmart and break up the alliance.

mfs be saying "ashley is so nice!!" yeah she's so nice!!!! bc nice people wish death upon children!!!!!

also. this makes her js as bad as fiore. using someone and then throwing them away when you dont need them??? SOUNDS FAMILIAR.

i wish rosa got into all stars instead of shitley dude 😢

in total, ashley's a petty bitch who doesn't know how to not hold a grudge towards a child who only outsmarted her two years ago. i hate ashley now shes at the bottom of the tier list case closed.

[takkton]

Small headcanons and even smaller doodles. First time drawing any of these mfs so I’m pretty happy with it, especially bc this chart was downloaded as the crunchiest thing I’ve ever tried art on. It's super compressed and was not transparent and i was in hell but couldn't find the original within the five minutes i was having an urge to do this and i couldn't risk the motivation escaping me.

Transcript under the cut in case y’all can’t read my handwriting:

Name: 鶴神 (Hè Shén) aka Crane Hermit aka Master Crane

Age: 323+

Pronouns: he/him

Gender: male

Sexuality: bisexual

Birthday: Unknown

Sign: cunt

MBTI: ISTP

Favorite color: red, purple, and green

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Opinion about himself: “I’m the strongest, coolest, and hottest man alive and you’re all just jealous of me!

Tao Pai Pai’s thoughts on Shen: “exploding and killing and murdering you with my mind”

Chiaotzu’s thoughts on Shen: “I owe you a lot, but I can’t let you hurt Tien! Sorry, master!”

Tien Shinhan’s thoughts on Shen: “I’m done killing people, but if you touch Chiaotzu again you’re dead.”

Roshi’s thoughts on Shen: “can’t stand your fake ass”

Fun Facts:

Had a messy falling out with Roshi, it’s been centuries but he STILL tries to make Roshi jealous.

Hat can turn into a live crane named Tsuru, it just prefers to be a hat most days.

Bag contents: snacks, money, crane-shaped pipe, poison, dagger.

Pocket contents: more money, pens, throwing stars (breast pocket)

In hand: hand fan

Inside hat: small packet of dried paradise plant

Most important item: crane hat

[abyssforphantoms]

I know it can be kinda rude to make comparisons (and i kept quiet about this for a long time... more than 2 years)

BUT THEN THAT FREAKING 2 EMBERS THING HAPPENED. And I cannot keep this to myself anymore...

OR ELSE IMMA GOING TO EXPLODE LIKE EDEN

Resh (Eden Elder) be shaped like Elf King (from Amulet) XD

Resh (from that trailer thing)

Elf king

I just can't unsee it ;-;

Granted I been an Amulet fan for about 14 years... ( basically grew up reading those comics), so maybe seeing something that isn't there, or both may have a few similar inspirations, or a coincidence.

Also not accusing TGC of anything!!! but they kinda do have a habit of wearing their inspirations on their sleeves and if Amulet influenced them...

ngl that would make me really happy. :D

But wait, there's more... except it goes into some amulet spoilers, so continue at your own peril

So Elf King is Ikol - a ghostly mf entity thing that is connected to crystals who is the main antagonist of Amulet's story...

LOOK AT 'EM

Also, including images of Emily's (and one image of max's) Amulet

But yeah that symbol reminds me of the season of prophecy symbol.

Granted, it is a simple star shape sooo.... like idk

However, I do remember seeing an image that was "supposedly" was a leaked model of Resh on the official sky discord but can not find it again (tbf idk if it's even real), but if u know what I'm talking about... doesn't that look similar to Ikol a little???? Just saying.

There are also a lot more things I could bring up between both Sky and Amulet that remind me of each other, but it was mainly the Resh/Elf King thing that was a worm in my brain...

Also I don't really feel like that would be best thing for me to do because, at the end of the day, I like both Sky and Amulet for their own merits, and while they may have similar themes, they still go in very different directions.

Granted, if someone wants to continue that conversation... I would be interested.

[bizarrescribblez]

me x dethklok minute host/marc tackett lore because i can and will info dump lore for this stupid ass crackship thats gotten a grip on me for the past two days

💜 - we both meet when we’re late teens, both coming off of entertainment/acting careers (me being an actress on a sitcom and him being a host for a kids channel’s entertainment segment)

🩶 - the reason we both meet is because we auditioned and passed @ being in a US tour for the musical Hairspray :) me being Tracy and him being Link. Traveling around the country and the instant connection makes up super close, so once the tour ends and the musical stays on Broadway we both stay in the same apartment together in NY. We always deny when asked if we’re in a relationship or like each other since we play a couple in the musical (every denial hurting him more and more)

💜 - while in NY, my pop star career starts to take off a bit thus garnering attention from other rock stars (r.ikki k.ixx) and having flings with said rock stars (which makes marc MORE SAD because he thought we had something). Said flings end up failing for one reason or another and becoming sort of just a shoulder to cry on (at least to him) starts to hurt him more and more. Once I sign onto a record label and once he signs up the contract to become the host for dethklok minute we go our seperate ways for a while which BREAKS BOTH OF OUR HEARTS. (Debating if theres even a goodbye since i know i hurt him and would feel terrible facing him.. ANGST THINGS !!)

🩶 - we meet again and hang out again/more when i get introduced in the series in dethstars cuz i imagine hes at the blood ocean premiere covering it live.. AND DUDE ALMOST MENTALLY FLATLINES ON LIVE TELEVISION SEEING ME AGAIN.

💜 - obviously in season 2 he.. GETS EXPLODED. So im by his side always till he recovers and ofc (this happens in any ship timeline) i made the dethklok boys pay for his surgery. He worries he fr wouldnt have a chance to win me over because of how he looks but i constantly remind him i’ll always love him no matter what. Yet i go “ill love you no matter what .. bestie hahaha”

🩶 - he tags along with me as i go to reunite with rikki in SnB2 and ofc marc (kind of jealous) lets me and rikki have time to ourselves and rikki is just like “yea hes still obsessed with you” and im like “😀.. whatre you talking about he just likes me as a friend hahhaha” (I NEED TO MAKE A FIC OUT OF THIS.)

AND thats about it for now ill have more ideas soon its easy when you can just do whatever but its also hard since theres not much going on with him like all the stuff that happens with skwis nate or mf DISBJSBSHAN

[leaf-in-a-flower-garden]

(This rant post is ignoring any magical reasoning and is almost solely based of the science that I know)

So the Elders are, like, semi-organic fallen stars right? Can we talk about that more, the implications of that? Like, first off, they’d be some small ass stars to be able to fall on a planet but go off I guess? (Not to mention gravity and all)

I low-key love the idea that the Elders are way too hot to touch, even after millennia and millennia they still can’t touch proper organic beings for long without them getting burnt. Some light creatures are safe, like certain birds and/or butterflies because they themselves are made of light and therefore can’t really be burnt but like, the angst of that lol...

The thought of what stages of the star cycle they’re all at before falling, when the King fell, all of that jazz. I like to think that the Dawn Elder is a Neutron Star as the colours are fitting and it is (usually) the stage after the Supernova and before the stage of collapsing in on itself and becoming a Blackhole, the true Grandpa of star roles imo. Which implies them, at some stage of their life in Sky or in the literal sky, that they exploded into a burning hot, and honestly beautiful, colourful cloud, simultaneously giving life to other stars. That ALSO implies (to my knowledge) that they got a hell of a lot Smaller afterwards, which I don’t doubt the other Elders made fun of. (Which gives me life tbh)

All the Elders refrain from getting too close to anyone, especially themselves, a distant (and now useless) survival instinct to avoid collapsing into each other despite now have organic forms that don’t cause anything in close proximity to gravitate towards them.

The photosynthesis because they still need nutrients but don’t have the internal organs to actually digest food properly so they just feed off of light instead of trying to evolve something that will never appear. This makes them all have a bit of hatred towards the night, because they don’t get their precious sunlight. They make sure to not use too much energy during the day if they know they’ll be up at night because they’ll be so fucken tired otherwise. They can drink a shit ton without getting drunk too because why not…

They don’t like Sky’s sun because that mf is big af and they’re jealous about it even if they don’t admit it. Like they technically feed off of it but they’re still salty about it. They can also look directly at it without burning their eyes, purely out of spite.

When the Elders first fell, they didn’t have a solid form. They were just a ball of light and fire with a vague humanoid figure. They were like really flexible because they just did not have a proper body yet. After a few weeks they slowly got stiffer and cooler until they didn’t have any flames around them anymore. The only way to speed up the process was to dump them in a lake or something, where they’d kinda just go into a coma for a few days and then wake up entirely encompassed in rock, and it would hurt so fucken bad but the people of the time didn’t care to wait that long. They’d have to be pulled up and be carved out of the rock when they’d get their first taste of life.

I could go on and on about this subject cause it’s like “OMFG I FUCKEN LOVE SPACE AND THESE PEOPLE ARE SPACE PEOPLE AUUAGHHH”” but like, you get the gist. :))

[redactedwriting]

ok. hear me out. futct joe time travels to current era and gets spitroasted by beartrick and milf pete. I think his dick would explode

oh my god. baby joe and milf+dilf p2 fucking him…..

pete’s in his mouth. i just have the vision.

patrick’s fucking him and pete’s in his mouth and joe is so sloppy and overwhelmed in the best mf ways. hes so so so turned on and p2 keep praising him and calling him a good boy and making him see stars and he doesn’t know what to do!! or how to handle it!! so he just whimpers around pete’s dick about it!!

and pete getting a hand in his hair, joe lookin up with those pretty blue eyes, and pete swearing under his breath.

“fuck, patrick-look at ‘im. so little…”

“i know. so many less tattoos…”

“/ah-joe../ i know…i can’t stop looking at him, he’s so fuckin…god, just like that, baby. just swallow me down, that’s it..”

and joe would be a WRECK

[charismaofobedience]

hello chii yes tell me about your dysfunctional idol ocs

HI HELLO AND WELCOME TO MEGATHRUST:::: THE POST.

Ok i have no clue how the idol bit started but i think it was me mentioning a idol au for our friendgroup or something. And alas egg (@.eggpeeee) and i did our FIRST and INITIAL idol drafts!

Initially it was only the two of us. We were a duo. A insanely mentally fucking ill duo until we dragged others into this. The name megathrust was achieved through a fucking joke after one of our members tried to protest the megathrust name but we thought the bit was funny

We have basically no fucking lore for them besides the most insane color theory bullshit we did for their universe (i bullshited all my way through it) and the fact they all live together (with kira and exe invading kawas apartment and horux just appearing one day). SO LETS GET TO THE IDOLS!

(really old drawing from our producer @.kohku thank you kit for producing this hell. Most designs here r outdated and we r missing some members. THERES NO OTHER PRODUCER KIT DRAWING AND I THINK THID IS BAD :( )

so! Initially megathrust was in fact a duo produced by kit! Until eventually shit happened and kawa (kawa @.moonysadventureteam) and horux (no tumblr) joined this fucking hell. I don't know lore for basically any of the others besides kira because he's mine

We have exe, who's mentally ill. Has as its emoji the ☢️ as we can see there. Exe is like th second sanest member of megathrust but is still low-key insane. Fun facts include the fact their blood is radioactive and that microwaves explode if it gets too close to them. electronics also stop working if they're too close. its pathetic and probably would be the member being drawn as the dying in a glue trap meme. Some themes include radioactivity, glitches, and mental fucking breakdowns. They're like the jerma of megathrust

KAWA!!!!!!!!!! also mentally ill. Kawa is like the one braincell in the group and also the one who tried to stop us from calling the idol group megathrust (as we can see he failed). They're the one having his apartment constantly fucking invaded by three creatures and suffering with them having to buy a new microwave every week because exe exploded it by getting too close again. He deserves a break. Some themes include hospitals, stars and also crippling anxiety.

HORUX!!!! also mentally ill. bites people to show affection and is also low-key insane just like our next member. Bug was the latest addition to megathrust and has chronical conditions which is why they believed initially that it couldn't be an idol like the others, but alas here he is now. no one knows how bug invaded kawas apartment too. themes include chaos, fun, magic and 488374 undiagnosed illnesses.

My babygirl. Kira. Who's a boy btw and also has mental illness. Ngl they're the one w most stuff written here indeed just because they're mine so yeah. Canonically a convicted criminal for ?????? that ran away and now is a fucking idol. Canonically has charges of murder. Canonically owns and leads a cult which their fans are part of. Low-key fucking insane but i think the cute appearance excuses it ;3. Keeps this cute teehee x3 persona in public but is low-key scary in private and insanely bossy. No one has ever seen them frown and also they're obsessed with being the perfect idol for the public which is why his mental breakdowns in private may or may not end in explosions. Themes include mental illnesses, blood, ribcages, crosses, horror, ribbons, candy, fairytales, angels and princesses. No one is quite sure if they're human or not.

Remember that they are the normalest unit ever and never stop thrusting ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ how can producer kit deal with these mfs.

[purgetrooperfox]

hi! I'm new here and was wondering if you could share some about your CoD OC?

hello! sure! Nocte is a transplanted star wars oc that I kept in the divorce :)

in COD he's uhhhh

a combat medic from the NZSAS

I think I have him ranked at SSgt?

had a reputation pre-transfer for contributing to high casualty survival rates

not to be sneezed at marksmanship-wise. briefly held the record for fastest training course run

eventually selected by Price for transfer to the 141

made fast friends with Soap by virtue of 1) complimentary personalities and 2) this mf is always getting himself shot and splatted and exploded

also buddies with Saleese "Treaty" Jeekkunass (@dilf-archivist), a communications officer/operator for the 141, and Emilia "Sturgeon" Lynx (@kiwikipedia), a ranking medic for Delta. because if your ocs aren't friends with your friends' ocs then what's the point

comes from a Large family with a Lot of brothers, including a twin. there are six of them in all. I brought Fox and Nocte's ARF squad with me in the divorce too

dad-shaped. sorry I don't make the rules

"He holds us together ha ha because he's the doc but also, you know, he's like glue. He helps make this waffle house and waffle home." – someone, probably

my past posts about him are tagged #clone medic nocte :)