#eye twitches

[boxedsprouts]

the dream of the spook

[ricephobic]

TRICK OR TREATTT!!!!

[vo-kker]

OOOORG 13 GIVE IT UP FOR ORG 13 *CLINK CLANK*

[wrathofrats]

Some gay freak DMd me “I love the idea of mist hating rains attitude and how fucking high n mighty he seems to feel so she wrecks him and maybe she has Dew watch for a touch of humiliation bc dews obv so obsessed w Rain, it'll be good for droplet to see how pathetic he rlly is or smthn” and then I blacked out and wrote multiple paragraphs in his DMs so enjoy

(Love youuuuu @divine-misfortune)

Warnings for: dubcon, humiliation, probably technically exhibitionism, tentacles, trans rain, mean mist, yeah

Rain hasn’t looked at her all day.

Between trying to teach him how to play all the way through square hammer and trying to even begin touching the newer songs he’s expected to play, rain has barely even spoken or looked her in the eyes.

When mist corrects his technique he ignores her, playing through anyways like he hasn't done anything wrong. His attitude can be rough at times, as any water ghouls is, but today? Mist doesn’t think she can handle it. She can deal with snarky comments and eye rolls, but rain acting like he knows better than her makes her blood boil.

“Is this seriously how you’re going to act today?” Mist scoffs when rain looks up just to look back down again. “Are you really not going to listen to me?”

“I already know the song. Maybe if you stopped talking you’d be able to hear it too” rain mumbles.

Mist almost sees red. She hastily grabs the bass from his hands, trying not to let her rage damage the instrument. Once she knows it’s safe back in its stand she grabs rain by the shirt collar and drags him to the common room, ignoring the curses and protests rain yells out while clawing at her hand.

Dew sits in one of the chairs, legs lazily thrown over the arm with his phone in his hand. He honestly looks like he’s about to fall asleep before he hears the sound of rain threatening mist coming from around the corner.

“Get your fucking hands off of me mist!” Rain almost screams as she practically throws him to the ground in front of dew. It’s a pointed decisions, she’s seen the way dew looks at him, can read him like a book after all the time they’ve had to spend together. If rain wants to act like a brat for her, then he should have no problem showing that side of him to dew as well.

“Stay down if you know what’s good for you” mist hisses when rain scrambles. Dew can only stare wide eyed at the situation in front of him. He swings his legs to sit normally, confused on if he should stay where he is or leave to save rains dignity. The look mist throws at him keeps him glued in the chair.

“Our perfect water lily seems to think he’s figured everything out” mist smiles at dew, slotting herself behind rain. “Just thought that there’s one more thing he might want to know about”

One arm holds him to her chest as he struggles, the other yanks his pants to his ankles. Rain attempts to cover himself, pull his legs up and place his hands over his exposed cunt, but shame fills his face even if dew can’t actually see anything like this.

Dew just sits and watches, doesn’t dare to move. He’s half embarrassed for the poor ghoul in front of him because he knows damn well what mist is about to do,

But the other half is almost too excited to see it.

Mist whispers something unintelligible into rains ear that subdues him enough to let her force his legs open. His pussy is on full display for dew to gawk at. He’s already starting to get slick and shiny, pretty. Rain can bare to look at him, instead shoving his face into mists neck as she coos.

Mist slides her fingers up and down his folds, gathering the slick that’s already about to drip onto the carpet, and spreads him wide so dew can see how he clenches around nothing when she ghosts her fingers over his clit.

It’s obscene. Dew feels like he’s the sick one for staring so hard but god it’s impossible not to watch. Rains thighs twitch as if he desperately wants to close them and hide himself but he knows better, breathing heavy while mist just smiles at how docile she’s made him.

She rubs at his clit, purposeful motions that have him bucking up into her hand in search of more friction. The debauched wet sounds get louder as she works, dew wouldn’t be surprised if the floor below him was soaked already.

Mist is shocked it doesn’t take much, even more so that rain doesn’t know about this part of himself yet since he seems to be so easy. She rubs faster when she begins to feel it, rain lifting his head in slight panic.

Dew knows what she’s doing, knows the terrifying feeling.

A thick tentacle slowly reveals itself from rains cunt, bluish in hue, dripping in rains own arousal.

“Oh there we are waterlily” mist smiles as rain again tries to wiggle himself away to close his legs in shame from whatever is currently happening to him.

Mist keeps him open and on display, strokes the tentacle and guides it to stretch him open. Not super long but absolutely thick enough to have rain gasping and jutting his hips away,

It’s wet, making a mess of the poor ghoul for dew to watch, just seeing his little crush get ruined by his own tentacle in front of him.

[asexualaromanticautistic]

guess who spent 4 hours watching parkour civilization while doing a student council election. also please more emf content. my silly billy. my silly goose. my bunny wabbit. my cutie patootie.

[raspberrystruck]

in all my years of fic writing Hermitcraft readers leave the nicest ao3 comments

[killerof1983]

change da world. my final message. Goodb ye.

[fishwikipedia]

trent being tough. heal up and end that little red piece of shit like you did chuck big dawg

[chilpilled]

anyone else thinking about laios‘ time in the military where he was constantly belittled by others and how it helps him to be more mindful of treating chil with the respect theyve both been denied so often. or is that just me

[isa-ko]

I don’t fall in love w/historical ppl, but i’m in the middle of drawing lannes and am suddenly in awe of how handsome he is. But i mean it as stating a fact. Like it’s not a compliment, it’s a classification

[the-solitary-child]

sandra lynn rots in my brain now

[mmortis]

[eebie]

[wrathofrats]

Ok but the Swussy with the most perfect sensitive little t-dick out there that gets so slippery from his slick and it drives him and the rest of the pack wild. 👉👈

Shakes you and maims you and hits you and kills you

God he’s fucking awful isn’t he??? Barely needs anything to get off, only needs to rub it for just a few minutes before he’s about to cum, leaking all over himself.

And he’s such a fucking glutton too. Mountain likes to see how many orgasms he can give Swiss before he’s brain dead and squirming to get away. Just touches him anyways he can because Swiss can’t help but ask for more and it’s hard for mountain to deny spoiling him till his hearts content.

Maybe gets a couple of fingers in him, think he’s fucking tight, can only take two after a while, and even then he’s biting his lip and panting while he adjusts. Honestly it’s such a perfect combo, takes a while to stretch him out so mountain can make him cum as many times as he wants (:

Mountain getting his mouth on Swiss’ little t dick, chin covered in how wet he is. Just sucks on it and swirls it with his tongue while he finger fucks him and Swiss just grabs his hair and begs for more. Can’t help himself!

[scarscraftingdead]

i like the idea that scar is the watcher's favorite to an insane extent.

in the very first episode, he is permitted to reroll, but not without consequence. for the rest of the season practically every task he has pits him against everyone else, makes him act maliciously to the people he so desperately wants to befriend. the watchers, secret keepers, want to see him be the bad guy.

so he does.

scar pillages, steals, and lies at the behest of the watchers. he burns bridges before he can even build them, all because it is what's demanded of him. by the end of the series he's even accepted it, blooming fully into this "villainous" role assigned to him, acting on it as if it was what he truly wanted. only after killing pearl, after hearing the whisper of "she's dead scar, you won", does his bloodlust die out and the disorientation set in.

scar is the only winner not to die, he isn't struck down by the sky for his insolence, but rather he is left alone in the cold empty world. he is somehow lonelier then he ever was before.

the watchers view this as mercy, to scar its damnation.

[ghoulinfuschia]

I was complaining to a friend yesterday about how it seems so hard to find any girls in my area to go on dates with and he said “Why don’t you just find a girlfriend on tumblr? It’s worked before.” Don’t tempt me.