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and there's no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody it won't leave my head

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"Found You!"

Annoying awkward small human boyfriend climbed the giant radio tower to meet his angel 🥺

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[ivy-loves-chocolate]

hi! i wanted to start this off by saying i love your writing, it's so wonderful!!! could i request the RE men on how they'd act on their wedding/eloping day w fem!reader please? fluff & nsfw are more than welcome :) thank you!!!

୨୧ Note: thank you so much anon for the kind words 🥺 and of course you can request that! You can request anything! This idea is very beautiful and thank you for it. I had a fun time writing it, and I hope you will have a fun time reading it as well 💖

୨୧ Warning: this post contains nsfw scenes.

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He wants to keep things intimate. While the idea of a big, extravagant wedding appeals to him, he values the thought of spending this special day just with you, where he can truly be himself. In private, he can express his love and admiration without holding back, showing you his soft and gentle side, away from the prying eyes of others.

This means he’ll make your elopement day unforgettable. He'll hire a priest to officiate your union, will book the most luxurious hotel, and he'll also prepare the itinerary for your honeymoon. He wants to spend an entire month with you, where you will be travelling, experiencing new things, and deepening your bond.

He'd spend weeks working on his vows. Don't get me wrong, he makes sure you know how much he loves you. Every day, even if it's a gesture or a small action, by the time you go to sleep, you need to know that you are being worshipped and loved.

His heart will fill with joy, and his eyes will sparkle with pride as he sees you in that white dress. All he can think of is how lovely and elegant you look, and also how beautiful it will look on the floor when you get to your room.

He'd start off slowly, gentle, wanting to take his time with you. He will place kisses all over your body, starting with your lips and neck, going all the way down between your legs. His tongue will move relentlessly over and around your clit, his fingers curling and twisting inside you, pulling out some delicious moans out of you—those kinds that make his shaft twitch.

He will press his body over yours, looking for closure, as he pushes his cock inside of you. You wrap your arms and legs around him, keeping him tight in your embrace. As he keeps stretching you, he kisses your neck and whispers praises in your ear about how well you take him and how good your pussy feels.

He cums inside you multiple times that night, filling you up to the brim. He yearns that one day he can see your belly full with his kids. He doesn't care about the gender; all he wants are a lot of healthy little ones. You can imagine the excitement when you showed him the positive pregnancy test.

He wants an elopement day because he never knows when he'll have to hop on his next mission. So, after you said "yes," he bought two plane tickets to a country with the fastest departure date available.

Before leaving, he helped you out with the list of things that needed to be done, and luckily everything went incredibly smoothly, as if this holy union was meant to happen.

Even if the ceremony was quicker than expected, you managed to feel the magic of the moment, the suspense and emotions after saying "I do," the overwhelming joy while reciting and hearing each other's vows, and the tingling and burning love of the kiss that bound your souls. Even if his life is full of uncertainties, he is happy to know that you are one constant in his life.

After that, you spent the whole day walking around the city. An elderly couple saw your formal attire, and they were so confused after they heard you just got married, but they were so adorable in their uncertainty. "Why do you mean you got married? Just like that? Where are the guests? Where did you hold the ceremony?" They were very open-minded about it, and they began sharing their wedding day.

After that, you ate at a local restaurant. Again, nothing fancy, something you both liked that had a good view and good food.

The hotel was nice too, but none of you got a chance to admire it as you were too drunk and too over each other. Until you reach your room, both of you engaged in a hot make-out session.

Leon undresses you quickly. The cold air didn't have a chance to tickle your hot skin as Leon was fast to roll over you. Skin pressed on skin tightly, he kept whispering a lot of sweet praises that just trickled over your fevered heart, as they felt so much more intense than would normally say them. His lips felt like feathers on your skin, and they couldn't stop as your melodic moans kept fuelling the burning desire he had for you.

He helped you position yourself on top of him and gasped for air as your warm cunt began to engulf his cock. The warm walls kept contracting around him as you went up and down, and your hips didn't take a single break from moving as Leon felt so good inside of you. His curved shaft kept rubbing that spot inside you, and desperate moans kept escaping your mouth as you felt your orgasm coming, each more melodic and louder than the other. You rested your hand on his chest as your legs became tired, but Leon's powerful grip on your hips helped you keep the pace.

Your legs began shaking, and you collapsed on top of him, feeling that pressure fading from your belly. Your pussy contracted around him, beginning to milk him as soon as he came. You could hear his sobs, his sweet and pathetic ones, as he released a couple of hot, thick spurts inside you.

He kept watching his wife with an adoring gaze for the rest of the night and only fell asleep when the first rays of the sun pierced the sky.

He wants an elopement day with a few guests and a small reception. Even if the idea of a secret wedding day pierced his mind, he decided that it's best to spend this important day with those who are closest to you.

Luis often compliments you, his lips being nothing more than a music stave on which words flow, creating an anthem dedicated to your beauty. He is the type of man to cherish everything about you.

He chose a cabin in the woods because he wanted to give you the fairytale wedding you dreamt of. It's very intimate and very secluded from the outside world. The whole evening felt like you were in a bubble stuck in time. Neither of you felt how the time passed; you were too preoccupied to consume and cherish this special moment. His eyes followed you all day, admiration and desire growing with each passing minute.

Since he was very eager to be alone with you, he carried you with a smirk to your room.

"God, I wanted you all night," he'd whisper in a sweet tone as he'd lay you on the bed. "The way this dress fit on your body…" His hands did most of the talking for him, as they moved so gently yet firmly to take off your dress. He took his time with you, wanting to savour every inch of your body. When he pushed the dress past your boobs, he couldn't resist and stopped to give them some attention. Those beautiful hard nipples were just so beautiful that he had to suck them for a brief moment. You began to moan instantly as you felt his skilled tongue going in circles around the sensitive buds, and you grabbed his hair in a firm grip just how he liked it.

"I can't have enough of you…" he said between moans.

"Me neither…undress me, please." You sobbed as you pushed his head down, urging him to continue. Your mouth watered at the simple thought of his cock going inside you. You wanted him so, so bad that it hurt. You could see his chest rising and falling, showing how heavily he was breathing. He was burning up with desire and passion.

He slid the dress across your body with one smooth move and tossed it on the floor. After that, he quickly got rid of his own clothes, and when you noticed his swollen, red cock, your whole body shivered.

He quickly jumped on top of you, and soon he pushed the first inches in your pussy, stretching you nice and easy given how wet you were.

"It's like you were made for me…." he whined, his mind being clouded by euphoria.

Luis kept increasing his pace, being driven by his own arousal and by your delightful moans. Your cunt was so intoxicating for him, as it clouded his judgement, removing every ounce of self-control and making him act on pure instinct, and his instinct at that time was to bury himself inside you over and over and over until he had consumed everything, and then start again.

He kept rubbing that spot inside of you, increasing the pressure in your abdomen until you felt like bursting. Eventually, the orgasm hit you hard, and it hit him too. He filled you up to the brim, hot, thick spurts of his cum flowing inside you.

He watched you the whole night, not wanting to close his eyes because he wanted to remember your beautiful, sleeping face. Eventually, the fatigue was stronger, and he fell asleep, dreaming of your future.

Surprisingly, he wants a wedding day. After everything he'd been through, he wants something beautiful, something bright, something to remind him that this world is worth living in. Besides, he knew how much you wanted a big wedding, so he wants to comply and satisfy every wish that you have.

Krauser also has a bit of an ego that needs to be satisfied, and this wedding is perfect for that. Every detail will stand out, from the reception to your dress. He was fully involved in planning everything, completely committed to you every step of the way.

Everything was well organised and planned by the second, just as he likes. His heart was filled with joy and pride when heads turned to admire you as you walked down the aisle. He was very handsome too, but you took the spotlight, and he couldn't be more happy. Holding your hands, looking into your eyes, and saying "I do," these moments will be imprinted in his brain, and this feeling will live in his heart until the day he will die.

Having arrived in the room, his hands immediately glued themselves to your body. He barely contained himself all night. Slight touches here and there, under the table, on the dance floor, a small make-out session in the wardrobe—he was boiling up with desire and need.

"You are gorgeous, so, so gorgeous," he said amidst the kiss. A lot of tension was between you that needed to be released.

Krauser managed to take off your pompous dress in a skilled way, leaving you bare. Once he saw your naked body, his mind was clouded at once with an urging need to fuck you senseless, so he picked you up and threw you on the soft mattress.

He was insatiable. His tongue kept drawing circles around your swollen clit over and over, and his fingers would fuck you relentlessly until his whole hand was soaked. His cock was throbbing in his pants more frequently as your moans increased in volume.

"You taste delicious, honey," he said between his own moans.

"I know…now can you please fuck me?" You sobbed, being more and more desperate for his cock, and it's normal considering how much he teased you in the evening.

"How can I say no to you, my love?" he said as he stood up, one hand on your face and the other working to remove his pants. "God, you are so beautiful." His big thumb was running over your cheek; his gaze was full of admiration.

He gave you what you wanted, and he made sure that you'd cry out his name on each and every thrust. His cock massaged that spot inside you so well that it made you curl your toes immediately. You hugged him tight because your emotions were all over the place.

Eventually, your orgasm hit you hard, causing your body to tremble a bit. Krauser made sure to empty his load inside you, and that was so easy considering how your wear cunt kept milking him.

After that, he took care of you. He helped you get ready for bed; he ordered some food and put on a good movie. Of course that you went a couple more rounds after and eventually fell asleep exhausted.

[ihaznoclue]

Hiya there! can I request fem/gn Reader who loves to pamper Lycaon? Please the man works so hard, he deserves a break 🥹

HE DOES AND IM SO GLAD YOU CAME TO REQUEST THIS! 🥺 my bby needs a pamper like so bad

VON LYCAON x Female Reader

This man needs a break, on god he does, this man has been working his ass off

Like Cleaning, protecting, commissions and keeping everyone in check

Making sure, Corin doesn't make a mess, or Ellen falling asleep on the job or Rina making a mess in the kitchen

He's always protecting his friends and always fighting, that's when you come in, you and him have been together and you notice how tired he gets when he comes home from work

So tonight you want to give him a restful evening, cooking his favorite meal as well as running a bath for him just the way he likes it and you light some candles to make the houses smell nice like lavender

You would also make him some tea when he gets home

Everything was prepared, now you need to wait until he arrives, but in the mean time you were going to clean a bit for him so he doesn't have to

After finished cleaning, you heard the door open with a voice

"I'm home"

It was your beloved hardworking boyfriend, "Love?" He looked around, "I'm in the living room hun" You shouted out to him

You heard him come in, you turned around and smiled, "Welcome home"

You heard him sniff a few times "Is that Lavender?" He asked, you nodded "Yep, I lit some candles. Oh! And I made you a meal, I also ran you a warm bath and I cleaned around the house a bit" You said

He was speechless "Love you didn't have to do that" You leaned his head on top of yours, his tail was wagging

You giggled "Well I wanted to spoil you since you're just a hardworking guy, So I wanted to do this for you" You said as you hugged him

"Why don't you have a bath" You said as you let go, He nodded as he started to walk to the bathroom upstairs

While Lycaon is relaxing in the bath, you wanted to prepare him a cup of tea since tea is the only thing he drinks, so you made the tea for him

After a few minutes you heard Lycaon was out of the bath, You walked up tp the bedroom with his tea, Lycaon was in his comfy clothes rather than his butler outfit

"Oh, You're out. Perfect timing, I just finished making you some tea" You smiled as you placed his tea on the bed side table, then sitting down next to him

"Oh Thank you Love" He smiled as he took a sip then placed it back down

"Your very welcome hun" You smiled as you laid down on the bed next to him, holding your arms out, "Come"

He didn't say anything as he laid his head on your chest, you started to pet his ear, his tail started to wag as you scratched his ear which made you smiled more

"You did a good Job today, you deserve my love, you deserve everything" You praised him

It looked like you had an affect on him as his tail wag more, his eyes looked tired as he closed them

"Sleep well My love" You softly whispered as you kissed his head

"You deserve the rest"

I WAS LITERALLY GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET WHEN TYPING THIS I HAD TO GO INTO DIFFERENT SITTING POSITIONS I'M NOT EVEN JOKING

-A<3

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IT'S MY BOOOOOY!!!!!!!!!! MY CRAGGLE!!!!! DRAWN BY MY BOYFRIEND!!!!!! MY SHRIMPUS!!!!!

Small commission for my sweet shrimpus 🥺🫶💖 @johnbleepingzoidberg of his stinky, Craig!!!

[catcze]

You want some Wriothesley requests, eh? I’m more than happy to provide ;))

Wriothesley is a busy man, he’s the Lord of the fortress of Meropide for gods sake, so the last thing he needs is more distractions.

So I raise you this:

Reader hurts themselves on a commission or something, and instead of telling their boyfriend about it and bringing him even more things to worry about, they decide to treat their wounds themselves and hide their injuries from him entirely.

When Wriothesley inevitably finds out, he scolds them and tells them that their health is always his number one priority, and that he’s more than happy to leave his work behind to take care of them.

It’s safe to say that reader always informs their boyfriend of their injuries from that point onward.

AUGHHAKDJS AUGHAJKSD LOVE AND CARE AND CONCERN 🥺 oh LORD

AAAAAAAAAA MY GIJUKANSDJKAJKSDNJKASJKD

OKay OKAY OKAYSYDKUAJS okay okay. Okay. ok. yes.

This,,,, this was supposed to be a blurb,,,,, and then somehow,,,, along the way,,,,, it evolved into a short fic like what the fuck i just can't shut up when it comes to him 😭😭

「 CWS : 」 Light descriptions of injuries, established relationships, Wriothesley being so soft for you

Okay. So it's no biggie to you, really. Getting a little banged up on the job? Just a regular day for an adventurer. There's no real cause for concern— no need to go to a hospital or a clinic, and certainly no need to bother Wriothesley about it. Not when he's already up to his neck with extra work since the court has just sentenced some new convicts to the Fortress.

You're a seasoned adventurer! You know how to do first aid. It's easy!

Until it gets a little bit more difficult.

Applying salve and bandaging up your arms and legs gave you no trouble. Your lower back was just a smidge bit more difficult, but nothing you couldn't do. The main difficulty, you conclude, huffing in annoyance and staring at your reflection in the bathroom of your home, is that stupid laceration between your shoulder blades that for the life of you you just couldn't reach, much less patch up and slap some gauze over. Your arms are already aching from all the stretching they've gone through, all in vain because you couldn't reach that stupid spot on your back. And to make matters worse, all the movement was beginning to make the laceration sting and you worry that any more exertion would make the scratches on your arms and shoulders open back up, which is a whole other can of worms you'd rather not deal with.

You're hyping yourself up, convincing yourself to try just one more time— no, if you're careful your wounds will absolutely not open back up and you'll definitely be able to clean up before your boyfriend gets home and—

You're so lost in your own thoughts that you don't even hear the front door opening. What does catch your attention is Wriothesley's voice from down the hall, calling that he's home and oh shit in your haste to patch yourself up you hadn't closed the bathroom door and fuck fuck fuck he's too close and you're too far from the door to slam it closed and you grimace to yourself when you see Wriothesley appear at the open bathroom door, his expression melting into one of surprise (and not the good kind) as his eyes grow wide and his mouth opens just the slightest bit, taking in the bandages wrapped around parts of your arms, parts of your legs and around your torso.

"...Hi." That's all you can come up with as your eyes meet his in the reflection of the mirror, looking both guilty and sheepish.

"...Hi," he echoes, still staring. Then it breaks, his brows furrowing with concern. You can see the questions on the tip of his tongue. Are you alright? What happened? Why didn't you call?

But instead, he approaches, taking the open salve you've placed on the counter into his own hands. "Arms down. Don't strain them," he says, giving them a gentle nudge until they fall to your side. He scoops a liberal amount of the salve up, gently covering that pest of a wound with it. The cooling sensation feels delightful on the clotted scratch, but you can't help protesting his help.

"I- I can do that, you don't..."

"I may not have to, but I certainly want to. The gauze, please, dearest." You hand it to him over your shoulder, and he takes it with a mumbled word of thanks, tending to the wound that had given you such a headache. He does it better than you ever could yourself, even laying a small kiss on the bandage that has your heart melting.

The he releases you, catching your eye in the mirror as he makes a turn around motion with his hand. "Come on, dearest, let me check on the rest of you."

You do as you're told, spinning around slowly. He helps you sit on the counter of the sink, hands careful to avoid any of your injuries where he grips your waist and hoists you up. He doesn't speak while he checks you over, hands skimming your skin so gently it almost tickles. He checks if you've done your bandages right, if you've missed any scratches or scrapes. To his relief you have not, and the only wound that you hadn't treated was the one he had helped with.

Wriothesley's checkup ends at a scratch on your face that you stuck a bandage on, and his hand gently cups your cheek when he's done. On instinct, you lean into his touch.

"You're all good. Nice job with the bandages, dearest," he says, pressing a kiss to your lips. Then he raises a brow, face turning just a bit more serious, tone becoming more like that of the duke that many people feared. "Now. Can you tell me why you tried to do it alone when you could have asked for my help?"

"Because I could have taken care of it myself." You tell him in a huff, looking away from his eyes. "You're busy and I wouldn't want to bother you over something I was capable of doing myself. It would have given you more things to worry about."

You make a pointed effort not to look at him, and Wriothesley can't help it when he laughs under his breath. "Even if I'm busy, you can always come to me for help. Work or no work, you'll always be my priority."

Before you can even protest, adamant that you would never want to willingly interrupt his workflow, the thumb of his hand comes to stroke your bottom lip, silencing you. "Nope. No if's or but's. Especially when it comes to your wellbeing, I'll never turn you away." He can feel the flustered warm that spreads through your cheek under his palm and has to stifle a smile.

"You're always worried about me, so let me worry about you too," he murmurs, giving you a peck on the forehead, and he can practically see your stubbornness crack.

"Okay," you acquiesce, sighing, but you can't deny how warm it makes you feel to have him dote on you like this. Your boyfriend, the Administrator of the Fortress of Meropide, one of the biggest softies to you and only you. "I'll come to you the next time I need anything."

"You promise?"

"Yes, Wriothesley, I promise," you exclaim, dramatically rolling your eyes, but smiling all the same.

A similar smile is reflected on his own face, and he can't help it when he feels the need to kiss you again.

"Thank you, dearest."

[mwf-art]

Purple is Ms. Venable thing 💜 Thank you so much @imnotafruitt for the commission!!!

If you’re interested, my commissions are open and I’m having emergency ones for $5!

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Wilhemina in that beautiful Sarah picture

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As a reminder, my COMMISSIONS FOR PALESTINE are open. If you give me proof of your donation, I will draw a picture for you for as little as $1!

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HI BESTIES I DRAW ART SOMETIMES WOWIE!!! I finally managed to replace my stolen iPad recently & have been doodling on it quite a bit! I'm still easing back into the regular swing of art so I don't burn myself out again 🥺 but I had fun drawing these!

I still have some more to complete, but these are some of the icon commissions people were nice enough to support me with ✨🍑

I have some slots open for $55 USD 👀 message me if you’re interested!

[wsteria-rain]

I SAW THAT YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN...... may I pls request my babygirl Haru bottle feeding his son Peekaboo 🤲

I love your drawing style so so so much!!!!!! 😭 if you ever open commissions too pls let me know because I WILL buy art from u 🫵

FIRSTLY

HI AYA OMG thank you so much 😭

and ofc!! this is my thanks for feeding us with your wonderful writing OJKSDFKDSH

and hello! thank you too for leavin a req! IM GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART I APPRECIATE IT 🥺

now without further ado !!! here they are :3

and now ren!

hope you enjoy!

as for the other requests i got a BIG masterpost planned for the next ones ohoho stay tuned

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HI EVERYPONY!!! I’m opening a couple slots for simple style commissions like these!! 💓💓💓 $65 is the set price, it’ll be +$10 for an additional character!! :)) DM me for details! I currently have 2 comms in my queue but I’ll open 2 more slots atm!!

My will do/won’t do is pretty basic :)) all i ask for won’t do’s is anything pr0ship/c0mship!!

Reblogs are greatly appreciated thank you!! 🥺💖

[yanderepuck]

I love @aliens8n sm for commissioning me again. 🥺 you must be starving considering I give you so much food to begin with

This time it's Ruggie as a dom~

Very greedy about you

Very clingy

I know you want dom but hear me out

He has so much of a praise kink. He would literally do anything for you if you ask him.

He's like.. a soft dom in everyway before you get sexual

Ik you're here for the smut but give me a second

He holds your hand every time you are out and is protective of you.

He makes sure you are comfy and have everything you need. Starts out very soft and fluffy. He's not too much into PDA

But when it's just you and him he pulls you onto his lap and holds you tight. Super clingy.

He won't let you go even if you tell him you have things to do

Side note: give him head pats and his tail goes wild

Other side note: his tail also goes wild when he's horny

You can never tell if he's just happy to see you or if he's really happy to see you

Doing down on you might be his favorite thing to do

Free meal after all

He is soooo good with his tongue

He'll push you down onto his bed and hike up your skirt.

LOOOOVE to rest your legs on his shoulders while he does. He wants to feel your legs tremble and plus it keeps them open.

He would never plan this.. but imagine.. you are in Leonas room to grab him something, Ruggie is coming in because he has to do his laundry AGAIN

And you both know Leona is sleeping in the green house and then goes right to class. And since the bed sheets need cleaned anyway... it wouldn't hurt to get them dirtier. It's not like anyone is going to find out.

Is it wrong to say he'd have a breeding kink simply for being a beastman

Or is that simply my kink showing through

EITHER WAY

Boy wants to make sure you're filled with his cum

OH. DEFINITELY LEAVES LITTLE BITE MARKS ON YOUR THIGHS!!

Honestly. Gotta mark your territory around here. Don't know who's going to take what.

If he doesn't make your legs tremble he isn't done with you

He has so much stamina. He runs around doing odd jobs all day anyway.

He's a professional at a quickie because of that.

But when he has a moment and is really in the mood it's anything but quick and you better hope you're at ramshackle so no one else is hearing you

One of the best things you can do for him is have him lay down and ride him.

He does a lot in a day, running around doing chores for Leona...trying not to lose Leona.

Why should he be the one putting out more energy

Other than a quickie, he's not overly rough. He likes to run his hands across your body and take his time with you and watch you fall apart

Imagine it being late at night and the two of you snuck out to the lounge to relax in the pool for a bit. Ruggie is relaxing, not too sure about you. He is still on the ledge and he pulls you onto his lap, and once he latches onto you he won't let go, even with all your teasing. All of which leads you to sitting on his hardened cock.

He keeps your hands on your hips, holding you tight so you don't move. You're stuck there cock warming him. You keep trying to move your hips for some sort of friction but he won't let you. That's what you get for teasing him.

He has a smirk on his face, clearly enjoying how flustered and needy you are. He knows you're human but he swears you go into heat.

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Commissions are open!!! You can find info here~

[comet-wire]

Update! Thank you for the support Mothy it's very appreciated, sweetheart. It means the absolute world to me. 🥺💕/Gen

I've been holding off on an update because I wasn't sure if the rough patch was going to get worse, wait until I actually landed the job I'm at now, and so much more. We are somewhat stable now, still not great but good enough to get by. As per my mom's wishes, I will not be discussing anything regarding what my dad left when he passed as it is extremely personal and my mom wishes to keep it private and I will respect that.

We only really had my grandma helping us financially (aside from the occasional card from close friends of my parents and coworkers etc),but we didn't want to rely solely on her. That's why I was anxious and immediately jumped to doing commissions if I was able to set them up before the job opportunity, but thankfully it came a tad early and I didn't have to open commissions up right away. My worry lied in whether or not the house would be paid off in time for each end of the month, especially since my mom carries all the insurance on my dad and I it kind of sucks all the life from her bank and I was unemployed. (We did manage to get it paid off since that's what my dad would want, it was officially paid on on my birthday, June 3rd.) If anything happens though I will open emergency commissions, but right now if I ever get the chance I'll just do commissions here and there when I get back into art and the swing of things.

I will also be less active or not as frequently active due to my job but also the fact that my mom and I are still very much in shock and going through the grieving process all over again since my childhood dog had passed years prior. I will also keep the original post up for now in case I do open comms and anyone wants to see what I'd start out with and if anyone was particularly interested. I know I haven't posted any recent art either, I've also been in a massive burnout that's been going strong for a little over 3 years unfortunately. I'm slowly trying to learn to love doing art again.

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Hey! I hate to ask for handouts and don't mean to come across as such, as that's not what this is for necessarily. I've been meaning to work on commissions, as in actually setting it up and working on the info itself and with the unexpected passing of my father on Jan 30th, I'm going to try to do just that when I have time or if it comes down to it, if we're stable before or as I'm getting a job it'll be different, there's a hiring freeze at the place I'm trying to get into so the guy will get back to me whenever he can. Right now I'm spending time with family during this time as my mom and I figure stuff out during our free time. My dad was the one who covered the mortgage payments so I just want to help my mom pay for it so we have a roof over our heads, I don't have a job yet and am waiting for a slot where my parents worked and my mom is taking time off and using vacation/sick time to be paid before she has to go back. Issue is, her last paycheck is coming up. We're also trying to figure out stuff with a grief counselor, but I digress. It's only my mom, me and two cats now. The mortgage is a little over $700 a month and I don't want her to do everything by herself and be alone. So, if I open commissions and I'm still drained as it's been hard for me to even pick up a pencil I will start off with small things (like sketch comms, MLP comms, etc) just to get things started. I still have to figure out if I want to open a shop of my own or mess with sites like redbubble, I'm still figuring out Kofi for tips and payments there. I will update with the full information soon once everything is settled if I can. I'm just tired and mentally exhausted, possibly still going through shock, so I haven't felt the energy to keep up conversations so if you think I'm ignoring you, I'm not! I apologize if it's ever come off as such, things have been hectic. Anyways, I wish you all the best and hope all is well!

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Hey guys! I've got good news and I've got bad news and I need your help!

So I wound up suddenly moving out of my abusive home, which is great! But unfortunately I have to manage my money real tightly and in the excitement of moving, Allister has become dangerously constipated and needs emergency vet care. Between my move and my job, I was running all over the place, and kept forgetting he was having bathroom problems, keep forgetting to buy him a laxative, and medicine for him was with my mom and she, was being difficult and hard to reach, so what has been a preventable treatable problem has now become an emergency, albeit an easily fixable one as long as I get to the vet in time, which I'm going today since he is older and we are reaching a critical window

I have to either choose between taking him to the vet and paying my November rent, but with the emergency vet having payment plans and it still being the middle of the month, I think I can squeeze it if I have a little help! I got a recent raise at my job, I'm maxing 40 hours every week, and I'm trying to look into a second job (although i would have to walk home and my area is... rough), and I can even open commissions if absolutely necessary down the line (although right now is an emergency! And also my laptop is um not working very well tbh so even commissions are a little difficult right now unless i use my phone...)

Anyways, I think I have all the money I need to take him to the vet today, but it's going to leave me short on rent by several hundred dollars, especially since I'm also paying utilities now. I know I haven't written anything solid in a while but at this point like you could donate and make a general request maybe, idk, you can DM me for more details

Allister is 11, so I know he's getting up there, but he's my best friend. I've had him since birth. I love him so much. He's all I have right now in terms of physical company and I can't lose him when I'm going through such an important transition in my life

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A Demon’s Ache — Part 7

Eyeless Jack x Reader

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Cold water stings his ashen skin

He’s sitting on the shower floor, hugging his knees to his chest

He feels so pathetic

Water drips from his brown locks, following a path from his cheekbones down to his jawline

He’s just on the cusp of another heat

So every droplet of water hitting his exposed skin feels like sharp stabs of ice burning through him

It’s painful

His instincts are not happy

Everything inside him is screaming to get out

But he needs his heat to die down fast because he doesn’t wanna miss the campfire you specifically invited him to

So even though it physically hurts, even though he’d rather be anywhere else right now, he forces himself to stay beneath the frigid water

He groans, his muscles tightening in pain

He’s doing it for you, he reminds himself, anything for you

••

It takes him longer than he would’ve liked for the cold shower to calm his encroaching heat

He shakes the water from his hair, relieved it’s finally over, then wraps a towel around his waist and exits the bathroom

Once in the privacy of his own room, he closes the door behind him, and checks outside his window

The sky has turned a pastel blue in color, with hints of yellow and orange creeping up the horizon line

It’s been a warm, sunny day, contrary to yesterday, which makes it the perfect weather for the fire tonight

To think he almost missed it—just because of his damn fucking heats again

He huffs, shaking his head

As he hangs his towel up to dry, his sight lands on the culprits responsible for almost triggering his heat

Your panties, both pairs, are still on his bed, right where he'd left them

The lacy pair has some very obvious stains on it

And the other one is ripped and torn with large gashes from his teeth

He flinches at the sight

There’s no way he’ll ever be able to return them

Not in this state

He takes both ruined pairs, opens the drawer next to his bed, and drops them in with a firm slam shut

Out of sight, out of mind

He gets dressed, tries to make himself look nice for you, then checks the time on his phone

Perfect; he has plenty of time before the night begins

He looks around his room, and realizes he should probably eat something if he wants to keep his urges under control, especially considering he just overcame a heat

He checks the minifridge in his room, but his supply of fresh food is getting low

He sighs

Maybe the fridge downstairs will have leftovers

Hoping he won’t run into you before he’s ready, he makes his way downstairs

Thankfully, the cooler has plenty of meat for him to choose from, and as he's scavenging through it, trying to find the best option, he senses Hoodie approaching

He closes the fridge door, and as he does, he sees none other than the proxy himself waiting behind it

His black mask is only partially on, resting at his nose so that his mouth is visible, and he’s leaning up against the pantry with his arms folded over his chest expectantly

“Ready for tonight?” he asks, a sly grin playing on his lips

Jack huffs, opening a container of red mush labeled “human”

“Do I look ready?” he snorts

He tugs his own mask to the side, digs his fingers into the meat, and pulls out a handful of gore to bring to his mouth

He used to be insecure about his eating habits, and, truth be told, he still is

But the thought of seeing and confronting you in a mere few hours has him too stressed to care right now

The human chuckles, and Jack wonders if watching him eat his own kind was ever disturbing to the proxy

He’s always looked so unbothered by it

“You know, I can help you out tonight, if you’re worried about it”

Jack pauses mid-chew

Something about this whole interaction suddenly seems… off

He eyes the man up and down, trying to decipher what he might be planning

“How so?” he eventually asks

The human’s grin widens

“It’ll cost ya”

Jack swallows, tasting the blood on his teeth as he laps his tongue over pearly whites

He usually tries to avoid striking deals with other residents, especially with the notoriously manipulative ones like BEN and Hoodie

But his relationship with you is on the line, and at this point, he’s pretty desperate

“What do you want in return?”

Seeing the demon’s cautious hesitance, the proxy hums

“Nothing right now. But let’s just say you’ll owe me one later”

The proxy extends his hands, and this whole thing has warning bells going off in Jack’s head

“And why should I trust your intentions?” the demon presses further, warily looking at the open offer in front of him

“Why should you trust my intentions?” the proxy repeats, sounding incredulous, “Why shouldn’t you? I’ve been helping you this whole time—you don’t have any reason to be suspicious of me”

“Besides,” he continues, “I’ve learned some new information. And I’d hate to give that away for free. You know how valuable information is—I’m just trying to get a fair trade out of it”

Jack raises his hand, on the verge of taking the offer, fresh blood still dripping from his fingers

“And what if however you’re thinking of helping doesn’t work?” he hesitates with one last question

“If it doesn’t work, you won’t owe me anything,” Hoodie huffs, and even with the mask covering everything above his nose, Jack knows he’s rolling his eyes, “now, c’mon, do we have a deal?”

He shouldn’t

He shouldn’t take the offer—owing something so open-ended surely would not bode well for him

But he’s curious about what the proxy knows, and, really, he’d do just about anything for you anyways

What’s one measly deal with a human, in the grand scheme of things?

His bloody, viscera-covered hand stains the other’s skin as they finally shake on it

“We have a deal~” the proxy smirks

••

He hears the crackling of the fire up ahead as he makes his way through the forest

The sun hasn’t fully set yet, but it seems he wasn’t the only one eager for tonight

He hears talking and laughing up ahead, and the convivial sound brings a smile to his lips

Turns out, Hoodie’s information was very useful

And he feels much better about seeing you tonight

There’s still a pit of nervousness churning in his stomach, but it’s much easier to push down, knowing what he does now

The warm glow of the fire becomes visible up ahead as he gets closer, even through the red and orange hues of the sky painting the world around him

When he reaches the small clearing, he realizes the campfire is definitely more of a bonfire

The flames rise almost as high as him, licking up some old wooden planks that look like they might’ve once been part of a shack

A ring of rocks keeps the fire contained in a somewhat neat circle, and four logs have been arranged around the fire for people to sit

There are also maybe a dozen camping chairs scattered around, along with two small foldable tables with various snacks next to some coolers

The proxies are all there, including the new one, which he hasn’t really had a chance to talk to yet

He offers a nod at the four of them

Masky and Hoodie return the nod, a knowing grin dancing at Hoodie’s lips, while Toby enthusiastically waves at him

The newest proxy looks up, and with a playful grin, he flips the demon off

Jack ignores him

It isn’t uncommon for newbies to stir up chaos, and he can only hope this guy will calm down once he gets settled into the group

Sally is also there, munching on some raw marshmallows, her face already sticky with sweets, and she’s sitting next to Nat, who’s struggling to stick a marshmallow on a stick without having it come apart

It makes him smile, but they’re both too preoccupied for him to disturb them with a greeting

And then, there’s you

He noticed you before anyone else, but he greets you last because he knows he has a tendency of staring and losing his train of thought when you’re around

You smile that fucking pretty smile he adores so much, and he feels his heart flutter in his chest

“Hey,” you say, your voice a pleasant hum over the crackling of the fire

“Hey,” he answers

He tries not to seem nervous, tries not to look so stiff and uncomfortable

When you pat the spot on the log next to you, he’s beckoned toward you

He ruffles Sally’s hair as he passes by, then he takes the place next to you

“Jackie!”

She giggles, waving her half-eaten marshmallow at him

“You wanna mushmellow?”

He smiles beneath his mask, shaking his head and patting his stomach

“No thanks, I already ate. I’m full of dead people”

She laughs again, and you chuckle as well

Your laughter has his stomach twisting and turning, like he ate butterflies instead of human meat earlier today

He wants to kiss you, wants to do many, many things to you, but instead, he distracts himself by looking around at the group

More people are bound to join later, but for now, he’s at least glad Jeff isn’t there yet

He’s about to ask you who else is likely coming, but then a faint breeze picks up, and he smells none other than that fucking scar-faced killer meshing with your scent

He freezes

Were you with him again?

Before he can stop himself, his mind races with countless possibilities of what you might’ve been doing with Jeff before this

It’s only when his gaze locks with Hoodie, and Hoodie tilts his head questioningly, that he snaps himself out of it

He can’t blow this

He can’t get irrationally angry and mess things up again

He takes in a few deep breaths, trying to cool off the burning jealousy in his chest, and after a few minutes, he manages to quiet down his possessive instincts

Still, he makes it his own private little mission to replace Jeff’s scent with his own by the end of the night

Maybe he’ll discreetly try to scent you with a hug, or maybe he’ll offer up his hoodie when you get cold later in the night

It’s selfish and childish, he knows it is, but he just can’t stand Jeff’s musk covering your mouthwatering scent

He’s about to try to distract himself, yet again, when suddenly he hears Toby swearing loudly—in a way that’s obviously not caused by his tics

Jack looks up, and he sees Toby and the new guy play wrestling over god-knows-what

The new guy traps Toby in a headlock, and the brunette curses loudly as he struggles to free himself

“C’mon man, that all you got?” the new guy laughs, then grunts as Toby punches him in the ribs to effectively break the hold

“Mother-FUCKER—try being immune to pain before you—fuck—before you test me, bitch!”

The demon shakes his head, huffing in both amazement and disappointment at the two interacting together

“Looks like Toby and the new guy are getting along decently,” he comments, and he’s really only trying to make conversation with you, but the proxy in question overhears and looks up at him

“Oy—who you calling a new guy? I could beat your ass down in seconds, grandpa”

He lifts the sleeve of his shirt over his bicep, flexes, and for good measure, he shoots you a playful wink

Jack’s muscles seize

He’s going to rip that guy’s head off

Next to him, you snort, shaking your head and rolling your eyes, but the whole thing’s meant to be in good fun, so there’s still a friendly smile playing on your lips

The demon has to tell himself to relax, he’s just playing around, it’s just a joke

But dear god, he’s already imagined about a dozen ways he could maim that new fucking proxy

Hoodie, apparently sensing Jack’s displeasure, nudges the guy with his elbow

“Hey, easy man, grandpa eats dickheads like you for breakfast”

To emphasize Hoodie’s point, Jack lifts the corner of his lip up with his finger, revealing the full length of his sharp canines as he sticks out his inhumanly long tongue and flicks it at him

The proxy huffs, like he’s unimpressed, but Jack doesn’t miss the strange mix of awe, fear and jealousy on his face as he looks away

There are a few chuckles around the fire, and then the next few minutes are comfortably quiet as everyone enjoys the warmth of the flame in front of them

It’s only broken when Clockwork cusses as her too-many-stab-wounded marshmallow falls off her stick and into the open flame

“Fuck! My mellow…”

Sally gasps dramatically

“Bad word! You said a bad word!”

She points accusatorially at Nat, as if they haven’t all been swearing this entire time

“My mellow?” Nat repeats, purposefully acting oblivious, “mellow’s not a bad word, what are you talking about?”

Sally shakes her head, coy giggles escaping her sticky sugary face

“That’s not the word I meant,” she laughs, finishing the last few bites of what just might be her dozenth marshmallow

“Oh yeah? What word did I say then?” Nat challenges, grinning widely at the dead kid as she reaches for another sweet to stab to death onto her stick

Sally takes in a deep dramatic breath, turning some curious heads in her direction as she does

And then, with as much emotion as she can fit into her little eight-year-old body, she yells

“FUCK!”

Everyone falls silent, like they’re too surprised to react for a second

The kid looks at the stunned faces around her with a broad, proud smile on her face

And then, with a grunt, Masky stands

“Alright,” he says, “I think we’ve had enough marshmallows for the night. It’s time for you, little missy, to go to bed”

“Wah? Noooooo—“

Unsurprisingly, Sally whines as Masky picks her up to bring her back to the mansion

But as the proxy turns, Sally looks at everyone over his shoulder with a mischievous grin, and she looks happy enough to not really be upset

Masky leaves the clearing with Sally, and a few other creeps walk in as he does, joining up by the fire

Booze, chips, chocolates and various snacks are shared about, and before long, the sun has fully set, and all of the seats around the fire have been filled out

People are laughing, drinking and eating, having a good time together in front of the open flame

Jack manages to talk with you, and just being around you, hearing your voice and your laughter once again—it’s nice

He’s missed it a lot

The night flies by quickly

A few hours in, when people are getting increasingly drunk and high and shamelessly loud in their laughter and conversation, Jack notices you quietly slipping away from the group

He watches you leave into the darkness of the forest, uncertain as to whether or not he should follow

He looks back towards the group, and his eyes meet with Hoodie’s across the dancing flame once again

A sly grin grows on the proxy’s face

He nudges his head in the direction you left, and with a resolute exhale, Jack nods, stands, and goes after you

He finds you sitting on a large, flat rock maybe a yard away from the fire, staring up at the night sky

You look at him as you notice him approaching, then offer another one of those smiles that make him forget who he is and what he’s doing for a second

He swallows down those fucking butterflies again

“Hey,” you say

“Hey,” he answers again, then asks, “are you alright?”

You hum

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just wanted to step away for a bit,” you explain, your voice warm, “There’s a lot of people, lots of different conversations and stuff, it gets a bit overwhelming”

“Yeah, I get that”

He nods, then hesitates

“You… you want me to leave? I understand if you need to be alone….”

You shake your head

“No, it’s alright. I like your company. Come”

You motion for him to sit next to you again, which he happily does

He’s so close that he can feel the heat radiating from your skin

He’s almost worried that you can hear his heart beating in his chest

He thankfully doesn’t smell Jeff on you anymore, but he still has the urge to scent you somehow

Just be normal, just be civilized, he mentally pleads with himself

God, he’s so fucking worried about messing up

“The stars look really nice tonight, don’t they?”

You break the somewhat tense silence, your sight focused on the open night sky

Moonlight illuminates your features

Your skin somehow looks even softer under this lighting

Your eyes sparkle with the reflection of the stars as you look up in gentle wonder

“Yeah, beautiful,” he agrees with a murmur, but his gaze doesn’t once break away from you

You look at him, catch him staring as you do

And, for a brief moment, neither of you look away

He kisses you

Or, at least, he imagines that he does

It’s all he can think about, all he can focus on

Your lips look perfectly soft, shaped just perfectly for him to press his own against

But then your eyes widen like you realize what might be about to happen, and you quickly look away

He tries not to be hurt by it—because he should know better at this point

He should stop tricking himself into thinking his magical moment is going to happen

You’re just not interested

You’re just friends

He looks down, heart throbbing in his chest

And then he glances up at the night sky you’d commented on earlier

You’re right, of course, the stars are beautiful

Thousands of shining white specks dot the darkness of space

There’s a strange kind of bittersweet optimism about it

He wonders how many billions of people have ever looked up at those same stars, at that same moon, just like he’s doing now

Off in the distance, he hears the crackling of the fire, the sound of laughter and chatter as people enjoy the night together

And even though they sound like they’re having fun, he wouldn’t rather be anywhere else right now

Next to you, right here under the open sky, the moment is perfect

Fleeting, and ultimately meaningless in the grand scheme of things, but oh so wonderfully perfect as it is right now

In the darkness of the forest, with nothing but the light of the night sky illuminating the both of you, he gets a brief taste of heaven

“Hey,” your voice eventually breaks the silence once more, and when he looks at you, he finds a worried expression dancing on your features

“A-are… are you upset with me? Did I do something wrong?”

His heart clenches, guilt filling his chest like cement

“N-no, what? Why… why would you think that?”

He knows why you’d think that; because he’s been avoiding you, and because he’s been acting like an idiot around you, and because he can’t talk about how he really feels and because it’s so easy to always assume the worst

“I-I don’t know,” you answer, brows furrowing, “it’s just… you’ve been kind of distant recently, I guess”

You chew on your lip, like you’re contemplating what to say

“…And I don’t… I don’t know if it’s been ever since we… y’know…”

You trail off, awkwardly shifting in place

And then eventually, you sigh

“I just can’t help but feel like I somehow hurt you. And I’m sorry if I did, that‘s not what I wanted. I just…”

You trail off again, running your fingers through your hair

Jack is hanging off your every sentence, listening very intently to the meaning behind your words

“I don’t know, I just want things to go back to normal between us, I guess”

You look back up at the sky, hugging your arms to yourself

He doesn’t know what to say

He notices the goosebumps lining your arms, notices that you look a little cold, and so he shrugs his hoodie off and wraps it around you

You jump a little at the sudden contact, but then quickly accept it, holding the warm fabric against your skin

“I’m sorry,” he finally says, his voice low, quiet, “I know… I know I’ve been kind of on and off recently”

He doesn’t know how to explain himself, how to explain everything he feels for you, everything that’s prevented him from being a decent friend

“It’s not your fault,” he sighs, “things have just been… a bit complicated. I’m not upset, I’m sorry I made you worry”

You look at him, and the urge to kiss you is so strong he’s worried he won’t be able to hold back

“So… we’re good then? You swear… you swear you’re not upset?”

He raises his hand

“Scout’s honor”

It makes you laugh, and he feels like a heavy weight that’s been on his shoulders for a long, long time suddenly just got lighter

You don’t return his feelings, and it still stings, but that’s alright—he’s lucky he still has you in his life at all

He also knows he owes Hoodie a huge fucking favor now, but he doesn’t care

For a brief, fleeting moment, it’s just you and him, sitting together under the stars with the sound of a fire crackling and some friends chatting in the distance

And in the moment, even though he knows it won't last forever, he feels content

So he tries to enjoy the night as much as he can before he knows it'll eventually come to that bittersweet end