#hope u enjoy though i very proud of this drawing

[sparklersunstatic2003]

snow kitty _ charise hfjone

[druidrot]

Okay 1 and 13 from the sultry prompts list feel VERY Gale to me, if that inspires you at all!

Your honor, based on provided evidence the jury has come to the conclusion that Gale Dekarios is indeed guilty of being a munch. Not actual smut but like pretty damn suggestive. It borders on it. It’s dirty. Don’t talk to me 😭😭

Real talk I’m sorry this has sat in my drafts for so long. Anon, you deserve better but work has been draining lately and tonight for some reason was the night my mind decided to work. Anyways muah i love u thank u for requesting, i hope you enjoy!!

Pairing: Gale Dekarios x Reader

Prompts:

1. A kiss to the thigh

13. You are constantly finding new ways to surprise me.

Rating: Explicit - MDNI

warnings: foreplay, like lots of it. this came out a lil worship-y but gale is a fucking loser and I’m so weak to that shit. i say that with the most love but 😭😭. allusions to good ole’ cunillingus babey!

unsure of the word count

Gale takes his time tonight.

There is no urgency in his actions, no desperation–just pure, unadulterated adoration. His hands are gentle against your skin, soft, like too much pressure might shatter you like glass. He is resolute though, driven, unyielding in the face of his desire for you. He knows exactly how to touch you; he knows exactly where to touch you. It's like your body was made to be known by him, to be loved by him.

You sit comfortably in the big armchair he has nestled in his study, legs spread wide to accommodate his frame. He is kneeled before you like a man devoted; like a man pious, besotted and yearning for you . He looks so very hungry when he turns his gaze up to meet yours, though his smile is soft, beckoning, drawing you in like a moth to a flame. You answer his smile with one of your own, smoothing a hand through his hair as he begins to creep his hands under your dressing gown.

"I will never tire of this," he murmurs, reverent, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your knee. "I will always be starved for you, my star. I will never have enough; there will never be enough to satiate the hunger you inspire.”

You can’t help the silly, lovesick grin that pulls at your lips. To you, he is breathtaking in his want for you, unabashed and proud. You love the way he loves you, so fully, so complete, like this is what the two of you were made to do together. It is intense, all-encompassing, makes your insides twist and turn.

“You spoil me rotten,” you whisper, all sweet smile laced with heavy-handed desire. “I burn for you, Mr. Dekarios. You make me ache.”

He offers a punched-out sound, a chuckle, and his molten eyes darken in the heat of his want. His kisses grow heavy, then, hot where they land on your skin, teasing where they trail up and up and up…

“You are my renewal and ruin all at once,” he breathes, sticky with need. “I am lost to you, my darling. Eternally lost to you.”

You mewl, tangling your fingers in his chestnut hair. “Show me, my love. Show me how you love me.”

He grins a wickedly handsome smile, pressing another hard kiss to the soft flesh of your thigh. He bites down gently, teasingly, basking in the sultry moan that rumbles in your chest.

“Gale,” you urge, pleadingly. “Let me see how lost you are. Let me see what I do to you.”

He squeezes the flesh of your opposite thigh, tongue laving over the little indents his teeth left in your skin. His eyes are sharp, heavy with lust, and you think you might drown in their depths forever.

“How desperate you are,” he teases, hands now moving to push the fabric at your hips up higher and higher. You can only sink further into his touch as his intentions become clear.

“You are constantly finding new ways to surprise me,” he muses, eyes locked on your pleading gaze. “I sometimes forget how eager you are to have me. But no matter, my star. I will happily oblige your desire to be tasted.”

You can only gasp, body pliant, mind foggy, already drunk on him as you surrender to the heat of his mouth.

[like-a-diamondinthesky]

curly fries | s.c.b

-> the first i love you m.list

pairing... bf!changbin x gn!reader tags... fluff, established relationship, beach shenanigans cw... a slightly cringe and unfunny joke that im only a little proud of

you don’t know what he’s about to do, but if the devious glint in his eyes is anything to go by, it’s going to be something loud for sure.

wc... 880 words a/n... thank u xi my love for helping me w this 😽 i've had this prompt in my files for months and i finally got around to writing it, i hope you all enjoy!

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Seo Changbin is beautiful.

Maybe it’s the way his natural hair curls into bouncy, raven locks. Or how his loose white button-up flows in the wind that blows gently against you, enveloping you in a warm breeze under the golden sun. Perhaps it’s his honey skin glowing as radiantly as the smile he constantly wears on his face when he’s around you—the same smile his bubbly personality urges you to reciprocate. You can’t be sure, really. It’s hard to pinpoint what makes the very incarnation of beauty beautiful.

Changbin’s hearty laugh snaps you out of your daze, his eyes twinkling as he looks at you.

“Baby, if you keep letting your food dangle out of your mouth like that, a seagull is gonna come down and swoop it up.” Teasingly, he points at the curly fry hanging out of your mouth, forgotten from the moment your hand had let go of it and slowly fell during your Changbin-induced trance. “Something on your mind?”

You blink once. Twice. Three times. Shoving the fry in your mouth, you shake your head.

“There’s nothing you’re thinking about?” Changbin probes, tilting his head in disbelief. “The way you’ve been staring at me—for like a whole minute, by the way—like I hung all the stars in the sky says otherwise.”

“Nothing, it’s nothing. Was just thinking about you and how you look so handsome today, I mean you’re always handsome, obviously, and wow, it’s quite hot, no?” You fan yourself with your fingers as heat rushes to your cheeks, though the flail of your wrists does absolutely nothing to help. “Well, I suppose it should be hot. We are at the beach after all, and you know it’s sunny so—”

Fondly, Changbin reaches out and tucks your windblown hair behind your ear. This halts your rambling, drawing out a shy smile as your boyfriend looks at you, admiration swimming in his pupils.

“You’re so cute. I love you.”

What.

Your eyes go wide. Your hand, previously reaching for another fry, stops dead in its tracks, going limp at your side.

Collecting yourself to the best of your abilities (which in this current state, were not a lot), you manage to sputter out a very elegant, “Huh?”

“I love you, silly. Say it back?”

You scan your boyfriend’s face. His gentle smile and sincere eyes warm your heart. He’s patient as he waits for your reply, but you can’t keep him waiting. Of course not.

Reciprocating his smile, you tell him, “I love you, too, Binnie.”

Changbin’s lips morph into a grin, and he leans over to press a sweet peck to your mouth. He jumps up from his beach chair, reaching his hand out, inviting you to take it in your own.

“Come on, let’s walk along the shore while there aren’t too many people.”

Though you lace your fingers with Changbin’s, a pout appears on your face and you make no move to stand. “I don’t want to get up yet. Can you carry me instead?”

Changbin crouches down and kisses your pursed lips, giggling when he feels the corners of your mouth pull into a smile. He brings his free hand to your face, caressing your cheekbone with his thumb. Similarly, he mimicked this with your intertwined hands, rubbing soft circles into your knuckles.

“Of course,” he breaks away from the kiss, gently pulling you up from your seat. “Hop on, bun.”

Gingerly, you climb onto your boyfriend's back, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he secures his hands around your thighs. He makes his way to the shoreline, leaving you bouncing gently with each step he makes.

“Hey, if I’m giving you a piggyback ride,” Changbin flashes a cheeky smile over his shoulder, "wouldn’t it be called a dwaekkiback ride?”

You roll your eyes, letting out a breathy laugh at the stupidly endearing joke. “I hate you.”

“No, you don’t, you loooooove me!” He picks up his pace as he trudges on the wet sand, screaming into the air, “You love me!”

“Binnie, be careful!” You laugh as he runs along the shore with you on his back. “You’re gonna trip and fall—”

Unceremoniously, Changbin loses his footing on a small mound of sand, falling and pulling you down with him.

Rolling onto your backs, the two of you share fits of giggles as the water comes up to brush your toes. Changbin sits up and skips further into the water, turning back to meet your gaze. You don’t know what he’s about to do, but if the devious glint in his eyes is anything to go by, it’s going to be something loud for sure.

“I love Y/n L/n!” Changbin announces proudly.

Loud is an understatement.

A few heads turn at Changbin’s boisterous voice, but you pay them no mind. Your attention is directed solely to the man professing his love for you to the entire ocean. You prop yourself up, digging your palms in the sand behind you. Matching his volume, which was a challenge in itself, you yelled to the water, “I love Seo Changbin!” 

As you stand up to join your boyfriend by his side, splashing in the shallow water, a seagull squawks in the distance, happily munching on an abandoned bowl of curly fries.

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[dutifullyscreechingdragon]

Blitzø x human! Assassin! Reader

Blooming feelings

Summary: After the first few murder fiascos, you and Blitzø start catching feelings for each other. His attempts on your life morph into dates and you can't take each other as seriously as you should on the battle ground.

A/n: heyyy, I'm sorry for the slightly belated posting. The last few days have been a bit haywire for me... Anyways, I hope you enjoy the part two. Here you have the links to all the parts currently available:

Part 1: First encounter

Part 2: Blooming feelings -> you're here:)

The smoke bomb went off, you could hear the shattering of glass and the revving of the motorbike. Y/n was gone.

"And she's gone..." Blitzø stated and was about to leave through the portal, when Moxxie pulled his sleeve:

"Sir, there's a card on the floor"

Blitzo picked it up, it was a note. In a neat handwriting the following was written:

Despite being sent to kill me

(and failing miserably),

you're chill

Call me:)

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Blitzø texted you this very evening. He wanted to do this instantly, but had to withhold himself - gotta preserve the reputation

You were getting ready to bed, today was a long day, right after the pleasant encounter with Blitzø, you had to rush off to deal with a murderer and then get your bike into repair. Oh and you also had to buy yourself new cargo pants, your current ones were getting a wee bit to bloodstained for your liking.

Today was a busy day. So only now, about to go to sleep, did you have time to actualy process what happened in the morning. That being you giving the attractive imp(?) your phone number... And, since he still didn't call or text you, you were staring to have second thoughts... Have you read too much into the whole thing? Was it strictly professional for him?

That's when your phone went off

Unknown: whadup, gurl

Cut the guy some slack, he was low-key nervous and was trying to come off as suave

Y/n: Blitzø?

Unknown: ya, who else wuld be txting u

Y/n: should I take offence?

Unknown: idk, do u find that offensive

Y/n: kinda?

Unknown: soz, I'll show u a picture of a horse I drew and you'll forgive me

Unknown: deal?

to be fair, Blitzø didn't know what he was writing. He had no intention of offending you and panicked, texting you the first thing that came into his mind. Thankfully, you found it amusing and texted him back:

Y/m: deal:)

He sent you a picture of a horse. You though it was really good, so that's what you texted him back. He was ecstatic and instantly sent you a few more.

Needless to say, that soon enough your gallery was filled with various drawings of horses.

In the span of the next week, you and Blitzø texted quite a lot.

He offered you a job at the IMP pretty early on:

Blitzø: ya know, when u end up in hell, a gal like you culd work for me

Y/n: why are you so sure I'd wanna work for you?

Blitzø: why wouldnt u?

Y/n: idk u trying to kill me is kind of a turn off...

Blitzø: ahhh come oooon it's not that big of a deal

Blitzø: ill take u horse riding or smth

Y/n: can't say no to that hahaha

After that reply, Blitzø got so hyped up, he literally ran out of his office and shouted:

"Fuck yeah she loves me back, ya hear that Mox," Blitz looked very much proud as he showed his employee the text chain

"Uhhh Sir, I wouldn't make such quick assumptions-"

"Shhh don't ruin the moment" Blitzo retorted pressing his finger into Moxxie's lips to silence him.

Sometimes you'd get a notification in the middle of a job and it'd be Blitzø sending you a selfie of him ( and sometimes some of his friends as well) in the middle of a fight with a caption like:

"another normal day at work (nearly got killed)"

Or

"brunch went wrong"

Or plainly

"how u doing? "

And sometimes you'd reply with a selfie of yourself, creeping up to some guy you're about to murder. Which would cause Blitzø to text you:

Blitzø: update?

And you sending him a picture of you, potentially covered in blood, standing over a dead body.

At this point, he wasn't shying away from nicknames. He'd call you babe, sweetcheeks and sunshine.

You'd usually settle fro something along the lines of hot stuff, pretty boy, love

However, Blitzø does a lot of stupid stuff, which is when idiot, dumbass, etc. come in use

"How ya doing, hot stuff", you'd say, winking at Blitzø, causing him to try and lean on a non-existent doorframe and ultimately topple to the ground, sending you (and Millie, who witnessed it) a fit of giggles.

You and Blitzø's murderous rendezvous start to become more.. date-like. There is a lot of flirting and very little shooting done.

Sometimes you wonder, whether you guys should just drop the pretences

Moxxie and Loona are steadily growing sick of all of this. Millie finds it quite endearing, actualy.

You were presently engaged in a hand to hand combat with Blitzø. You performed a serie of punches, trying hard not to hit any super vital points. This sent your oponent tumbling on the ground.

"Youuu do punch Hella hard, babe," Blitzø drawled out "that's Hella hot "

You chuckled at this and threw him an ice pack with the words:

"Take that, wouldn't want to cause permanent damage to that pretty face of yours"

Blitzø would never admit it, but that made him blush very much, which would've been very much visible if it wasn't for his red skin (the blush was still fairly visible, just less intense).

or another time:

With one swift movement Blitzø tackled you to the ground. He smirked:

"Ya know, I could get used to this view, babe" he started nonchalantly "maybe different setting, like a bedroom" he smirked at your startled reaction "though if you prefer this place, babe, then I guess why not? I'm not picky " he continued his flirting.

You look up at him deviously, buckling your hips forward and in one movement flipping you both, positioning you on top:

"I think this is way better" you smirk at him triumphantly

"Whatever you say babe. Whatever gets us to fuck"

You didn't expect him to be THAT straightforward (honestly, that one is on you, having known him for quite some time you should've seen that coming), deep red blush cowered your cheeks. You were rescued by Loona's groan and frustrated shouting:

"Get a room! Stop defiling the fucking pavement"

The closer you grew together the more comfortable would Blitzø feel with invading your private space. He would sometimes launch "surprise attacks" on you (the reason was that "he missed you very much"):

It was the middle of the night, when you groggily opened your eyes to see Blitzø mere centimetres away from your face:

"Whatcha dreaming about?" He asked. You were about to shriek, but caught yourself in time. Meanwhile, Blitzø continued "Wake up, Im here to kill ya" his voice was far too giddy.

You were very tired. Exhausted.

"Mmmm, go to sleep, Blitzie," you pushed him lightly off you and onto the bed, wrapping your arm around him, "kill me tomorrow"

In retrospect, this wasn't very professional, but Blitzø didn't seem to mind...and judging from the soft purring in the morning, he even enjoyed it.

At this point, you're very accustomed to each other's habits. You also have a set date and time for the Blitzø's murder attempts:

You were anxiously pacing the street. It was a nice Tuesday morning. 9.15 am precisely and it has been 15 minutes since Blitzø was supposed to attack. He always showed up on time. To your murderous rendezvous.

You were about to pick up your phone and dial him, demanding an explanation (you were worried sick: What if the imp died on one of his jobs?), when he showed up, out of breath (clearly had been running) and with two coffee's in tow.

"Hey babes, d'ya miss me?" He said in his suave voice.

"You're late to your weekly murder attempt on my life" You said in a flat voice.

"Ahhh soz, there was a fucking line ot the coffee shop" he replied nonchalantly

"and the fact that you argued with the employee for ten straight minutes because they couldn't get Y/n's order right and then misspelled her name didn't do much to help" Moxxie muttered under his breath, but of course everyone heard him.

"Come on, Mox, don't embarrass Boss in front of the girl" Millie said and winked at you.

"Anyway," Blitzø said stretching out the first syllable, "I got your coffee. Just how you like" he looked at you with pride, as if he had to fight a glorious battle for it (he sort of did)

"Awwww thanks, love, that's so sweet" you smile and give him a soft peck on the cheek. You take a sip of your coffee, its delicious, just how you like it.

Once you're done drinking your coffee and are fairly caught up with the drama that you didn't manage to cover in your texts and calls, Blitzø commands:

"Now, M&M get into your positions. We're way behind schedule!"

a/n: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and have a great day (or night) <3

[candyheartedchy]

Hi so you like sans, and I'm a massive Undertale fan ;) (it's been my special interest for years and my main self ship is in it as well!)

So I'm gonna write u some romantic headcanons

First off I don't think Sans is a big romantic type, he has low motivation for his relationships in game but he still does try to be a good brother, friend, etc, so I feel as though if he had a crush on someone he'd definitely want to try his best.

And by his best, I mean he'd show up with nothing but his usual outfit and like. A bow tie attached to the (zipped up for show,) part of his hoodie, or his neck.

I also think he'd be willing to try to woo you with corny puns, I think he'd think that making his partner laugh is the best part of his day, or to see them doing.

When he is attached to someone, he flaunts them like crazy.

Example - he constantly talks about how cool his brother is, and talks about how much he is proud and looks up to him. I feel like he'd do that a lot with a partner. Any chance he gets, he'd talk about how amazing you are, and how much he thinks you're the coolest person ever.

I think he'd enjoy the simple things in a romantic relationship more so than the showy stuff. He'd like to go for walks, play board games, relax and watch the stars in waterfall, or offer you to grillbys.

His partner would also be a very big victim to his pranks I'm afraid 😖 even more so than his brother or any friend, he'd want to prank or play with you constantly. Any chance he gets he'd play a little, harmless joke on you.

He'd love seeing you get a little frustrated, he'd find it funny, or cute. But, if you were too frustrated or stressed, he'd definitely tone it down.

I feel like hes the absolute best person to be around when sick. He'd set up the most cozy, relaxing blanket session on the couch and warm up a bowl of soup, and just sit with you on the couch and tell you silly stories about his brother, or talk about something that makes you happy to make you feel better when you're Ill.

I also think he'd love doing cute small things with you, like building snowmen (even though he wouldn't really make one, he'd mostly be admiring yours while drawing on a small pile of snow with a red marker.)

He canonically has an interest in the stars, astronomy, constellation, all that. He'd talk to you about it for hours if you got him too, but I feel like he'd be a little hesitant at first, since he's very often the type of guy to hesitate to talk about himself. Even papyrus complains about him not telling people stuff, so you'd be special if he talked to you about stuff he enjoyed.

He'd be the type of partner to remember the little details... Like your favorite snack in the underground, or your favorite color - and he'd get you small things. Not hard or large effort things, I highly doubt he'd go all out, but he'd still put a lot of effort in, in his own way. He memorized your favorite songs, or little cartoon characters, and gets you merch of it, or comes home with your favorite snack while you're napping or doing something with his little brother :)))

Hope these make u happy I may say more if I think of sum more thoughtssss tehehehehe

ANON I WAS KICKING MY FEET THE WHOLE TIME READING THESE!! THESE HEADCANONS ARE PERFECT!! 💕💕💕

I also see him as being the type who’s very chill in a relationship and even though he probably wouldn’t be the flashy romantic type, he would still have his own subtle ways of showing his partner that he cares 🥺

And thank you so much for sharing these!!! ❤️

[lunchtimebedamned1997]

Warmups #1 (Plus Charlastor!)

Turns out warmups really DO help in art (fuck me, right?) and these are all from yesterday and today, hope you enjoy it!

SCROLL TO END FOR TIMELAPSE <3

Pretty much just Hazbin and some OCs of mine! (That's basically all I've been drawing the last month or two lol) I've also been reading way too much (not really, fight me) Charlastor/RadioBelle fics and consuming ALL the artwork. I might just be obsessed with Al in general though - *sigh* - before my Charlastor fixation it was RadioStatic/Silence. Anything with the Strawberry Pimp or Vox tbh. Fuck I'm just rambling about Hazbin, huh? uhhhh where was I? RIGHT here's the one and only reference I actively used besides glancing at some official Hazbin art:

I saw it, and then immediately fell into a fit of laughter at the idea of drawing Charlie and Al like this. The whole drawing process made my cheeks hurt bc I was giggling over getting to make those two idiots be, well, adorable fucking idiots! XD

Anyways, here's the speedpaint!

Anatomy is so harrrrrd but I'm actually really proud of myself for how I did with this one, I'm still terrified of drawing the lower body but heyyyy, problem for another day!

OH I almost forgot to talk about my own characters a little?! Hyperfixation, what have you done to me?!!! We've got four of my babies here, all from the same project called Ashland Bites, which will hopefully, someday, be an animated series! I've been writing it for years and years (slow but steady, I'm a team of exactly one person lmao) and I've been trying to get my art skills honed so I can do as much of the (probably very distant, but hopefully someday) future pre-production work myself! I started learning more about animating recently, and the openness that Vivienne Medrano allows her cast and crew to have has been a godsend for learning more about the different steps of the process (all while feeding my ravenous little neurodivergent brain with that good good fixation content lmao)

Can't share too much about my own project at the mo, but let me just say it's got Vampires, the fair folk, godesses, ancient fantasy cultures, modern humans running around thinkin' the world is our definition of 'normal', and SO much more (I wish I could tell u all the things oh my GODDD)

Thanks for taking a look at my work *smooches ya*

[connorswhisk]

Loose Leaf

fic fill for @thecrusadercomrade !! thanks so much for requesting and i'm sorry it took so long fdjl;sajkl; hope u enjoy <3

also on my ao3

She probably draws him about a million times, over and over again in her tiny sketchbook with the cheap colored pencils and the slowly dulling pocket sharpener. Fighting walkers, splattering scarlet blood all across the white page. Riding a horse, with Clem on the back of the saddle right behind him, arms circled about his waist. A lot of those pages end up stuffed between the cracks of the dumpster lid (Clem’s not tall or strong enough to lift it fully on her own) because in her opinion, they’re just not so good. She doesn’t like them, and so she figures neither would Lee.

She draws him a million times. Over and over again. But he isn’t the only one to make an appearance in her little book.

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The family is easy, probably the easiest thing there is to draw in the whole motor inn. Clementine’s had lots of practice drawing families, for school art projects and things like that, but it’s easier to draw people she knows are alive instead of the parents she doesn’t.

Kenny with his mustache and his hat, Katjaa with blonde hair that’s a little too bright because the only shade of yellow Clem has is lemon. And in between them, shorter than either but smiling bigger than both, is Duck. Clem has lots of fun dotting in the freckles all over his round, happy face; she thinks the stick-figure version of him looks very accurate.

(She considers adding a bunch of creepy-crawly spiders in the blank space beneath Duck’s feet, but ends up deciding that might be a little too mean.)

She gifts it to them, eager and proud at breakfast one morning. Kenny and Katjaa aren’t actually eating, Clem notices. Kenny eyes the granola bar his son is pigging out on with a pained expression on his face; Clementine quietly tucks her snack pack into her pocket, and though her stomach whimpers in protest, she resolves to eat it after. She can wait, just a little while longer.

Kenny looks at her like he has no idea what she’s talking about when she holds the page out in her tiny hand. “It’s like a family photo of you guys,” says Clem, slightly anxious. “Well, kind of…”

Kenny still says nothing. Clem tries not to take it personally - Lee doesn’t have to tell her so in hushed whispers just between the two of them, she knows Kenny’s been itching to leave the motel and the food situation definitely isn’t helping matters. Katjaa smiles, tired but kind, and carefully takes the drawing from her before the silence stretches out too long.

“Why, it’s lovely,” she says softly, angling it just so that Duck can see. “Look, Ducky, Clementine drew all three of us.”

Duck frowns. “Why did you make me have chicken pox? ”

“That’s not chicken pox,” Clem giggles. “Those are your freckles. ”

“Oh!” His teeth are crowded with leftover granola bits as he beams, big and wide and white. “Awesome!”

“Yes, it’s very nice.” Katjaa smiles again at her. “We’ll be sure to tack it up in the RV, right on the wall where everyone can see it. Right, Ken?”

Kenny sighs, distracted. “Yeah, yeah, that’s - that’s fine, honey.” He glances down at the paper for just a second, and his mouth twitches a little. “My mustache ain’t that big.”

“I wanna draw!” Duck exclaims, leaping to his feet. “Clem, can I borrow some paper and your pencils?”

“Ok,” Clem replies. “But you have to promise not to be too rough with them, or else they’ll break.”

“I promise!”

“You two stay in sight!” Katjaa calls after them as Duck dashes away, Clem fast in tow. It doesn’t look like it’ll rain, so maybe she’ll get out the chalk, too. Duck always likes playing with the chalk, or at least for as long as he likes playing with anything before he gets distracted again.

Once Kenny’s and Katjaa’s backs are turned once more, Clementine pulls the snack pack out of her pocket. She’s so hungry that the stale breadsticks and fake cheese are gone in mere seconds, and even then her tummy still growls, pathetic. Duck looks like he wants to ask her for a bite. She doesn’t offer any, and s he feels terrible about that but she’s pretty sure not eating would only make her feel worse.

(Years later and she still has it, even after all of them are gone.)

– – – 

Doug’s always been nice to Clementine, and she’s glad Lee saved him. Carley was kind too, and pretty, but…Lee made a choice, which is something you have to do sometimes, she knows that now. Even if the choice isn’t exactly a fair one.

(She wonders what she would have done in the same situation, forced to pick between two strangers. She never can seem to come to any sort of conclusion.)

But Doug doesn’t treat Clem like she’s a silly little girl, not in the way some of the others do. He talks to her like she’s just another adult, and Clem likes that because if she can pretend that she is just another adult, maybe things won’t seem as scary as they really are, not anymore. Doug shows Clementine how the bell system he rigged works to warn them of movement nearby, and the faded old Uno pack he sometimes breaks out has seen Clem her fair share of sneaky, smirking wins against a befuddled Lee and a frustrated Kenny.

So Doug is another person that is very easy for her to draw. That yellow shade is still a little too lemon-y, but Clem adds some brown, blends it in a bit against the page the best she can, and maybe this time it looks a little closer to his actual hair color. She makes the big green sweater extra fuzzy (fuzzier than it is in real life) and adds a teeny laser pointer in Doug’s hand, shining its red beam directly into the eyes of an oncoming walker and blinding it.

Doug smiles when she gives it to him. “Wow,” he says. “I look badass.”

“Swear,” admonishes Clem.

Doug raises his eyebrows. “Does ass really count as a curse word?” The grin doesn’t leave his face. “This is super awesome, Clementine. Thank you.”

She nods. “I just thought…I just thought you might wanna keep it.”

Carefully, Doug folds the drawing in half, then into quarters, and finally into neat, creased eighths. “Knew I still carried this around for a reason,” he says, drawing his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans and sliding the page inside it. “See, there you are. Now I’ll have it wherever I go.”

Clementine beams. “I like that,” she tells him, rocking back and forth happily on her heels.

(It’s still in his wallet, as far as she knows, the night that he dies. They leave his body on the side of the road, and they leave the drawing with him.)

– – – 

Larry doesn’t like Lee, and he doesn’t like Kenny, or Duck, or…much of anyone, really. But he usually isn’t as cranky to Clem as he is with the others, and though she doesn’t know why, it’s enough to inspire her to give him a drawing. 

He folds it, just like Doug did, tucking it into the breast pocket of his sweat-stained bowler shirt. “Reminds me of the ones my daughter used to make in school.” His voice isn’t hard, but it is still very gruff.

Above them, Lilly scoffs, adjusting her position on top of the camper van. “You never held on to those,” she accuses. “Why start now?”

“Times change,” says Larry offhandedly. “People change, ain’t you know that, girl?”

“Well,” Clem says, slow and unsure. “Well, I hope that you like it…”

“He loves it.” Lilly’s teeth are gritted hard enough to crack. “Don’t you worry about that, Clementine.”

Clem scurries away before their voices get too loud for her again. She doesn’t draw Larry anymore after that - it doesn’t feel right to.

(She sneaks it out of his pocket when Lee isn’t looking, after…after Kenny drops the salt lick. The paper is weathered and torn between her fingers and she pushes it to Lilly with shaking hands before she can think any more about it.

Lilly glares at her hard like she’s just sprouted some freakish second head, and Clementine lets go of the paper quick as a flash, sobs and runs back over to Lee.)

– – – 

It feels more than a little obvious to draw Ben. He’s all alone, and scared, and no one at the inn fully trusts him yet. Lee warns Clem to stay frosty around him, just in case. But all Clementine sees is a boy, and even though he’s a lot bigger than Duck or her, he’s still very, very afraid.

She doesn’t really know how she should do it. Drawing him with his friends who died seems cruel, and she doesn’t know enough about Ben to know what he likes to do, or what he used to like to do.

So she draws him in a big field, sitting under an apple tree, a shiny red delicious in his hand. Clem’s parents once would take her to a field just like that, on the way to Grandpa’s house through all the Georgia farmland. Everybody’s different, but she figures that Ben might find that sort of memory pretty and peaceful, too.

“You’re…Clementine, right?” he asks her unsurely as she approaches him at his spot up against the motel’s grubby brick walls. The grave Lee and Kenny dug for his coach is still fresh and loamy with loose, dark earth.

She nods. “I made this for you,” she says, thrusting the paper forward and into Ben’s hands. “It’s ok if you don’t like it, I won’t get mad.”

He sort of blinks at the drawing, like he isn’t super sure what it is he’s looking at. “Is this…me?”

Clem frowns. She thought that that was obvious. “Uh-huh.”

“Oh.” Ben looks up at her, then back down at the page, then at her again. “Um…thanks. It’s really - good. It’s really good.”

“I said I wouldn’t get mad.” She sticks her hand back out, expectantly. “Give it back if you don’t want it.”

“I - I want it!” Ben’s voice cracks. “I do want it, it’s really good. Thank you, Clementine.”

She nods again. “If you ever wanna draw with me and Duck, I still have a lot of paper left.”

“I don’t know…” Ben chews his lip, like he thinks he’d look stupid for hanging around the little kids. “I’ve never been that great at art.”

“Duck’s awful,” reports Clementine happily. “No one will care!”

Ben’s lips wiggle a little like he wants to smile. “Really?”

“Really,” she says.

And no one does.

(Clem doesn’t know what happened to Ben’s drawing in the end. Maybe she doesn’t want to.)

– – – 

“I like to draw everyone.” She adds a finishing touch to her figure’s glasses, before presenting the end product with a slight flourish. “See, that’s you!”

“Hey, it is.” Mark grins. He hasn’t been here long, but he’s funny, and any new face is an excuse to use something new to sketch. “Were you in art class at school or something?”

“Yeah,” Clem chirps, flipping to the next available page in her book for a blank slate. “It was a lot of fun. I liked to paint a lot, but I don’t have any paint right now. So I use my pencils and sometimes the sidewalk chalk.”

Mark’s dirty fingernails tap-tap-tap on top of the wooden picnic table. “I used to take art classes too,” he says, and his voice sounds kinda sad. “Before I joined the Air Force…”

“They didn’t let you draw in the planes?” asks Clem, choosing from her pencils a bright red, her most sickly green. “I rode a plane once. It was long. I drew everything I saw outside the window to pass the time.”

Mark shakes his head, laughing a little. “If I wasn’t flying the plane, I was busy doin’ somethin’ else with it. Didn’t really have a whole lotta time for hobbies.”

“That’s lame.” Clem looks up at him. “You should draw more now. Since you have the time.”

“I - I guess that’s true, isn’t it?” Mark shrugs, and glances back down at the tabletop. “Whoa. Whatcha makin’ now?”

Clementine doesn’t stop what she’s doing. She presses down harder with her muddy brown, dirt and death and decay.

“A walker,” she answers, and when she’s done with it Mark is gone and his picture is left behind, fluttering in the breeze.

Clem stuffs it back into the binding of her sketchbook. Even if he doesn’t want it, she’ll keep it around. She likes the way she shaded in the darkness of his leather jacket, the little shines on the lenses of his glasses.

(Mark pretty much avoids her completely after that. Clementine wonders if he’s drawing on his own, the things he always wanted to. She decides that maybe she doesn’t quite care, and she feels horrible after the farm.)

– – – 

Her mom and dad. Sandra. Carley, Glenn, Shawn and Hershel, her friends at school, her Grandpa, her little cousins, her teachers, Mrs. Earnshaw from across the road, Sailor Moon and She-Ra and Bugs Bunny and other cartoon heroes to help come and save the day.

These are the things she draws in between, and she has no one to share them with.

– – – 

She actually never gives Lilly one, though she draws her many, many times. She’s a little too scared, a little too chicken-shit (as Duck likes to say) to actually go through with it. Lilly hadn’t been happy when Clem had given a drawing to Larry and so it doesn’t seem likely she’d want one of her own. 

But she’s scary, and sharp, and Clementine draws her a lot. Filling in and out of the margins of her notebook, angry and shouting and mean. A few times, she leaves her book face-open on top of the picnic tables, in the hopes that Lilly might wander by, take a curious peek and see herself reflected back in all the pages.

She never does wander by, so eventually, Clem stops trying it, and that’s all there is to that.

(Years later, Clementine stares a woman she once thought she knew hard in the eyes and imagines taking a match to those drawings, each and every one at a slow and burning time.)

– – – 

He isn’t the only one to make an appearance in her little book. But in the end, the one she draws the most is still and always Lee.

[bokettochild]

*sigh*

listen

u seem like the perfect person to ask

but I need to know if you've got any Scottish or Irish headcanons about the boys

you out of all people seem like the one to have em, just based on vibes

please-

-✨

I hear bagpipes playing for some reason.....

Yes! As a proud descendant of the Stewart line and an partially Irish family, I very much have some Scottish headcannons for the boys! Granted, I didn't get a lot of cultural education from my parents because ✨american military family✨ but yeah.

Warriors in my fics is actually the Hylian equivalent of Scottish! It's not super apparent because he tends to hide his heritage and mask his accent (on account of maintaining the respect of his men who, like many hylians, are pretty racist), but he and his sisters are all very Scottish. Heavy accent, lots of pride, absolutely overflowing with the stories and fairy-tales and heroes that they adore, but they rarely speak of any of it in front of those outside of their culture. I tend to headcannon they lived in the North of Hyrule before, but moved to the capital in hopes of finding better work and maybe improving their standard of living, which happened when Warriors joined the army. They miss the Hebra countryside though.

Do you want to know how many times I've almost drawn our captain in a kilt? The answer is probably the same as how often guys think of the roman empire. The only reason I haven't done it before is because I hate drawing legs (I might do it anyways though, for reasons) and my experience in kilt drawing reminds me that, oh yeah, TARTAN is tricky to draw too. (So many variations and patterns, and what tartan would I even put him in? My dad's? My mother's? My mom's might be appropriate because the Black Watch sort of suits a knight, but also I don't think his family would have that one?)

Yes though, Warriors is just straight up Scottish!

As for the others, I like to think that the fairies and those of the Kolkiri forest tended to also have something of an Irish accent, and are sort of like the fae of Celtic legend in some ways. So, whenever I write Time speaking the fae tongue it's literally just Irish-Gaelic from one translation service or another (I suck at learning languages so yeah...) So yeah, Hyrule and Time have some influence from the culture. They don't have it as fully as Warriors though, so it's kinda annoying because he speaks their mother tongue better than them and despite not being fae or fae adjacent, he is incredibly informed about it all?!?!?!?!

Proxi adores this. Mask kinda hated it, but it also made him feel more at home because Warriors was the first person since Saria to speak to him in his own language.

I've been tempted to throw out a fic where the boys actually meet Warriors' family (sisters and mother) but accents are not my strong suit in writing and the idea of writing eight people with heavy accents is...daunting. I need to get my hands on some George MacDonald again if I want to do that, so I can tune myself in properly (if you enjoy stories set in Old Scotland please read his work, I love him! The Fisherman's Lady and The Highlander's Last Song are two of my favorites!)

[evelili]

Is there a pairing that is really easy for you to write? How much do you worry about staying in character or are you more of "these characters have become my dolls and I get to decide how they act" sort of writer? Is there a character that you would like to write more of but they kind of just elude you? All MLP related. If u don't mind answering 👀

hm, id say for sure sciset is the easiest for me to write, from either pov. i can see myself a lot in the both of them, so it’s easy to draw on personal experiences and find ways to tell stories through them as characters. i also enjoy writing celestia as this broken, isolated woman who’s perhaps a little more human than goddess, even if it strays from how she is in canon a fair amount.

i dont really worry about staying in character too much (my princess twi au is probably a good example of that lol); if im writing a canon-adjacent fic then sure, ill try my best. but since i mostly do au stuff, ill gladly make changes to characters to better suit the story i want to tell.

for an elusive chara to write, id say it’s rarity. writing love languages from her pov was torture, and even though im fairly proud i managed to stick with it, at so many times did i stop and yell at her, “where are you???” since, she’s the only character who likes to take vacations from my ears when i need to hear her the most. and without the voice of a character, i feel like i insert too much of my own voice to make up for it.

these were all interesting questions, im very happy to answer them ^^ i so badly wish i had time to write anything except my thesis rn,,, so this was nice to think about at least, i hope my answers made some sense ;v;

[hxllo-nana]

So I just wanted to ask and say some things.

First of all:

Ur Ink u did for Inktober was really pretty. Look forward to any more Inktober pictures u can do. Only if u can though.

2nd of all: That Halloween Special AU art of Paps and Sans was so cute! Small baby-ish (demon; I think) Paps and teethwear (demon; I think) and/or braces Sans are so cute. I like their aesthetic too.

3rd of all: I was wondering how u been doing on any of ur projects

(like, Dead Ringer, which, I am very excited for the next episode of, and to see some of Sans, Paps, and Frisk's story of Dead Ringer. Will hopefully say something about Ep3 like I have done about the other previous episodes in some form. Or also like Bonnytale; which I read ur update(s) about on it's blog. And I am also very excited about. Or Inkuabtor. Ok, I probably spelled that wrong. Which, I am curious about. And the TikToks of it have been fun. I do hope u share it's story besides TikTok though. I will use TikTok sometimes. Like to see stuff and/or creators' stuff I like; like you. But I do admit; I don't use TikTok that much).

I know u have been jumping around them (and/or maybe even others), and/or probably are just busy and stuff. And I can wait for stuff. I know things can take awhile, and people have lives.

I am just curious.

4th of all: It looks like Hazbin Hotel is coming out in January, and if u are still doing Underhell, that means u will be getting more for that AU/series soon. Which is super cool. I love that AU, and the art and character stuff and stuff have done with it so far.

Also, since Hazbin Hotel is premiering soon, Cartoon Universe did a cool video called: "EVERYTHING You Need To Know Before Hazbin Hotel's Premiere!" , that has some cool info about Hazbin Hotel; that could be useful for ur AU/Underhell

Will say more about Underhell in another Ask, I feel like I have too much to say about it to have it in this ask, and I feel like it's better as it's own other Ask. Plus, this Ask is getting there in length. I don't know when I will send in that other Ask for Underhell though. Also, should I send that Underhell Ask on the Underhell Blog, or this blog?

Last of All: I hope u are doing well! And happy early Halloween!!

Thank you for the ask <3 ur presence means a lot to me! now then *cracks knuckles* let’s get into this

1. I have been doing some inktober works however I’m currently in a headspace where im overally critical with my work so i haven’t been posting them (here’s one i did but i redid it i will post the new one later today)

2. i love my little vamp au even tho i have not build on it and aren’t planning to its still fun to me and im glad u enjoyed it ^-^

3.deadringer process is still slow as i’m focused on college but i have been getting a lot of progress done in which i honestly didn’t think i would, turns out hang drawing/animating as a stress reliever helps me grandly lmao. Also i’m proud of the improvements from the first episode to this one.

As for inkubator I do plan on posting it on Tumblr. So it will only be available on Tumblr and Tiktok! I might have to make another blog for it ooo

4. I have been doing redesigns and story updates on underhell but i haven’t been able to work on it as much as im hyperfixiated on my purple babies (deadringer) and inkubator :’D I will take a look at that though!

5. Any blog is fine! ^-^ im sorry for the slow updates on underhell i promise ill get there 😭

happy early halloween! and thank you for the ask! your care really means a lot to me and i’m glad someone is so interested in my works <3

[emilsgrippers]

This is more of a personal post nothing rlly TD related so just a heads up. It’s also more of a vent so…don’t read if u don’t wanna

I’m really sorry my content kinda went so downhill lately.

I have been in a bad place for a long time—due to friends, the way things are going, my living situation, and just the way life in general is going.

Me, my mom, and one of my grandmas went somewhere for Halloween—to dress up and have fun, you know..halloweeny things.

Yesterday, on Halloween, I got insanely sick. Head throbbing, throat burning to where I couldn’t speak or breathe…and I just had to deal with it because my body physically won’t let me take any medicine. While I’m typing this, I’m still fighting this god awful sickness and I feel like death reincarnated

I feel like I’m nothing without some kind of reassurance..like without someone constantly in my ear saying “you’re awesome truss!” but that shouldn’t be someone’s job.

One of my main escapes from how god boring and mentally draining my day-to-day life is—is drawing!!—or posting silly things online to you guys..

I really like drawing, I have fun with it I enjoy it..but more often than not, if doesn’t get too much recognition. It does get some—and I’m very thankful!! But stuff like this::

My furina drawing took about 2ish hours, and I’m very proud with the result, but it got about 16/18(? Haven’t re-checked) likes which of course heavily unmotivates me.

I love putting detail and lots of time into my stuff…but I just feel like it’s all for nothing—hence why I haven’t been posting much art, I just don’t feel like the people like it.

With my headcanony stuff I post every other day(mostly), it also doesn’t do very well. I always kinda think that it’s because I headcanon the same two characters over and over again….but they’re my favs and I don’t want to go out of my way to make headcanons for characters I personally don’t care about too much… IE chase. (Sorry chase)

I know very well that nobody is obligated to like all my content, but I’m trying my hardest to share my cool Bridgette stuff to all my Bridgette fans out there—but I just feel like it doesn’t get there and it bums me out.

But also—I’ve seen a lot of mh mutuals vent or stuff,, and my main thing would normally always be to stop and say something comforting—because I always want to make sure someone’s okay but I just. I’m not in a half decent mental state and I can barely conjure up an “itll be okay”. So to my moots whose vents I scrolled past in a panic: I’m really sorry, and I hope you’re all doing okay. You’re all amazing, and I hope you’re doing better.

Enough about my content & stuff though and heres my apology::

I really am sorry that I’m kinda just..falling off. Staying somewhat relevant is very important to me because I am ultimately nothing. I don’t have many friends, and I’m a very isolated person..though not by choice. The only friends I really have kind of..hurt and or play w/ my feelings? More often than not, atleast. But that’s nobodies problem but my own

I’m still whipping up little headcanons and au things , and I swear when I (hopefully) move and get out of the disheartening place I live—I will make it my mission to draw more…post more..etc…and I’m sorry I didn’t immediately start off this account with that intent. Thank you for continuing to follow my account despite how rough my content has become. I am..very very VERY thankful for you.

[asmoteeth]

¡Hey Asmo! How are you doing? I hope that you have been fine (idk from which part of Argentina are you (and it's not my business to know), but I hope that you are not suffering the heatwave as much as I'm XD)....

That last wedge fanart was simply sooo good Asmo...the look of shock, but also betrayal/slash anger, was spot on *chef kiss* idk about you, but with all the fluff present, some angst too would do really nicely (this is so perfect)

My personal hc: even as an established couple, HS still feels awful for his attitude towards Wedge when he found out he was an ex-con; it's really obvious when he's in that state, because he looks like a kicked puppy and exudes misery when around Wedge. How do you think he would fix this? Mandatory cuddle time? Wedge will turn HS into a burrito when he refuses to cuddle? Kinda like this?:

*I bet he also does it when HS tries to do something stupid or when he's sleepy but doesn't want to recharge* Bonus: if you are into completing ship charts, would you be interested in doing this one? Only if you wanna ofc... You can ignore the horny level part, though (cause I know your opinion on that matter)

Anyway, ¡sending you good wishes Asmo!

THE FIRST LINES WERE A WHISPLASH DO YOU MEAN LIKE-- YOU LIVE IN ARGENTINA TOO????? THAT'S SO COOL IF THAT'S THE CASE JSNWKABSIWKWBEIQJQ WHUAAAA The heatwaves have been painful, my clasroom is a forsaken OVEN and I almost threw up from the heat today, thank you for asking (´-﹏-`；)

THANK YOU SO MUCH <333 Honestly the expression was the first thing I drew in the whole piece, I just had an idea of anger+shock+fear+sadness and had to put it down to drawing QUICKLY and then I kept going, I didn't even expect to finish it today, I'm very proud of the lighting and blurry parts doing their job at giving the drawing profundity.

I DEFINITELY FEEL LIKE HOTSHOT COULD GET THOSE GUILT TRIPPING MOMENTS, even if he changed his whole view on deceptions he was probably raised with AS SOON AS HE DISCOVERED WEDGE WAS ONE I feel the things he said ("decepticons don't count as anyone" for example, ouch) might crawl on his back from time to time, what if he needs to overcompensate for that night?

What if he makes a day FULL of silly activities Wedge enjoys? Idk, weight lifting? THEIR DUO DRAG RACE STUNT, etc.

But Hotshot keeps getting guilt trips and it shows so at some point Wedge shakes him by the shoulders like WHAT'S WRONG WHY AREN'T U HAVING FUN

Hotshot is cornered and has no other way than to explain what's bothering him, Wedge is a little mad, but over the fact that he didn't tell him in the first place, specially when it was related to him and the fact that it was eating him from the inside this much.

They decide this day should be more soft, so they just head back inside, SOMEHOW GET A BLANKET LONG ENOUGH FOR THEM (sewing???) And YES, THEY CUDDLE YOU ARE SO RIGHT (tho honestly for me their "cuddling" is napping sprawled on the conversation pit, Hotshot is def a spider hugger when sleeping I accept 0 criticism)

I'M SO SO INTO COMPLETING CHARTS, I LOVE COMPLETING CHARTS, FEEL ABSOLUTELY FREE TO SEND ME MORE PLEASE PLEASE <3333

I love the slider thingie so much omg

THANKS FOR SUCH A BIG ASK SINCE I BEEN FEELING KINDA DOWN THESE DAYS

[someone1348]

K my friend! I just wanna do another request with the turtle boys! So uhhh what I'm thinking is that what if the Rise boys interacted with a very shy reader and the turtles just cheer them up by tickling them? (Ler!turtles lee!reader) I think this might be new for u, again sorry for disturbing. Thank you!♡

Hello my friend!! I apologize for how late this is but I still hope you enjoy regardless!

And you are never disturbing me! I promise! /gen /pos /p

Anytime anytime!

Tw: they are cheer up tickles so it might be a bit sad but other than that none! This is adorable!

With all of that being said Enjoyy!!

-K :]

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Leo!:

-The BEST at cheer up tickles!

-Since he's more of a vocal/verbal teaser/teases are his THING his cheer up tickles consist of not only your favorite tease but a whole bunch of compliments

-From compliments on your laugh to how adorable you are, Leon's gonna say it alll to get that incredible smile back on your face again!

-He knows from personal experience, and from being twins with Donnie, that gentle tickles are more suited for cheer ups so thats what he'll do unless you say otherwise

-it really depends on the situation but regardless he's on top of everything!

-Making sure you're comfortable the whole time!

"Hey,,Hey what's wrong?" He immediately rushed to your side, his voice calm and soothing.

It was hard to explain at the moment but you just weren't feeling 100% and that's absolutely valid! He was absolutely understanding of course

"Here, if you're okay with physical touch right now, I can give you a Leon style distractionnn~" he giggled wiggling his fingers teasingly at you

After you give him the go ahead he wiggled his six didgets gently alll over your tickle spots as he complimented every reaction, giggle, sound, ect. That you made!

"Awwww look at that incredible smile! And might I add what adorable giggles you have! Ohoho did I find another tickle spott! I'm gonna getcha'!~" He continued to lift you up and getcha all giggly until you were ready!

And of course he gave you cuddles afterwards if you wanted them!

Donnie!:

-He's pretty great at cheer up tickles

-He won't tease or compliment per say but he will point out little details about your actions in a good way

-And will reassure you that everything is going to be okay

-He's used cheer up tickles on Mikey before so he has a pretty good understanding of what to do and what not to do

-He's extremely gentle though

-likes to trace and draw into your tickle spots to help sooth you when this happens

"I've got you, everything is going to be okay, are you comfortable with physical touch right now?" He asked you gently before doing anything.

If you give him the go ahead he's gonna draw circles and little shapes in your skin, outline things like your ribs or spine to "study" the human body some more, but really it's just to get you all giggly,

"There's that laugh I love so much" he'd say with his own smile "Say, you seem to be more ticklish here and when I trace, how interesting I do quite enjoy your responses though, like music to the ears"

He tells you how proud he is of you and continues until you feel better again. He will absolutely be getting you anything you want after that too! You deserve it!

Raph!:

-The GENTLEST ANGEL EVER!

-He's already gentle with his tickles but if you need cheer up tickles, he's on a whole other level of gentle

-He'll scoop you up, hold you close and tickle you all over your tickle spots until you're feeling better again

-He will absolutely use baby talk though so look out! /pos

-He can't help it! You're so precious to him and he's just gotta coo about how much you mean to him in the way!

"Come here, Raphies got you, you're safe with me I promise, are you okay with physical touch right now?" If you say yes he's gonna scoop you up and onto his lap, holding you close before wiggling his six didgets all over your giggle spots, so gently it almost feels like a feather with how light and soft he's being, unless you tell him otherwise of course!

"Raph's gonna getcha' Awww look at you! You're so precious I could listen to your laugh alll day! Coochie Coochie Coo~ awwww there's that incredible smileee! Tickle Tickle Tickleee" he would fawn over how adorable you are

"You're so important to me and this world, don't you ever forget that"

Mikey!:

-Whenever you are sad He will do whatever it takes to make you smile again

-It starts off with jokes and silly faces but then as you gave him the go ahead he would move to tickles

-His tickles are normally fast paced, and these ones are quick too but he's definitely more gentle then normal (of course unless you tell him otherwise :])

-He's gonna do everything he can for you to see you smile again

"Oh Sunshine, come here, are you okay with physical touch right now? Because if soooo I know a certain doctor who can helpppp~" He wiggled his fingers teasingly/playfully at you. If you give him the go ahead he is pulling you into the tickle hug of your lifetime!

"Doctor positive is going to tickle alll the sadness out of you!" He smiled as he wiggled is fingers gently and quickly over every tickle spot he can reach

"I've got you, I promise" He would reassure you before being teasy again "Tickletickletickletickle~ awww there's that smileee~" he adores you, and hearing you laugh and or seeing you smile especially after knowing you were upset is the best part of his day!

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God I needed this,,, I hope you all enjoyedd! I loved writing it so much! Thank you for the request! Apologies on the lateness again!

I hope you all have an amazing day/evening/night because you truly deserve it! Know that I am so incredibly proud of you, existing can be tough but you are doing a great job! Give yourself a pat on the back today, you're doing a great job! Also please do whatever is good for your soul, you deserve good things!

-K :]

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hellooo id like to request matchups for Genshin Impact, MHA and Obey me! One of the brothers for Obey Me and a boi for the other two if thats okay <33

General stuff/Appearance

The names Jade, I'm female (she/her), 17 years old, straight, zodiac is pisces and mbti is intp. Im relatively short (160cm, idk what that is in feet Im European :,)) maybe 5'3??)). My parents are from Turkey but I was born in Austria so somehow I can speak 6 languages now- My skin tone is comparable to toast (lmao its a bit darker then toast but i am pretty pale), I have a diamond shaped head with sharp facial features, my hair is straight and dark brown with lighter variations in certain hair parts. I tie 'em up in a loose ponytail often tho. I let my shorter hair strains at the front do their own thingy, it's more fun xD. Brown eyes, straight nose, thin lips- all that stuff. Body type is hourglass.

Personality

One will realize pretty quickly that I am in fact not normal lmao- i'm a bit weird but i'm living for it. I'd describe myself as rather introverted though I'm not shy or timid. I just like to relax and do things my way. I have a lot of pride and discipline as well and I'm very proud of that. I'm also pretty easy to talk to if I do say so myself and laid-back as well. I have a lot of acceptance and tolerance so I am not quick to make unreasonable decisions. I'm also funny apparently (my friend's opinion. Lazy too but we don't talk about that HA-) I can snap pretty spontaneously tho if you push the right buttons. I'm still working on the anger management xD

Interests/Hobbies

If you couldn't already tell by my ability to speak a lot of languages I am really interested in them. I love to learn new stuff and expand my knowledge in general- I also LOVE listening to music (my earphones are my bebes) and sometimes drawing is pretty tempting as well. Idk why but designing / decorating is something I tend to enjoy doing even though I don't realize it. Gardening is also a hobby of mine. (Just smaller note because of my dislikes- i have no dislikes in that sense but if id had to settle on one it would be people being late to meetings or events in general, like bro u had one job-)

Just a few more smaller facts- My love language is quality time and I'm not overly experienced when it comes to relationships. I'm also more on the giving end than on the receiving end- I have trouble accepting help and kindness from others but am willing to love the other person unconditionally if I get to initiate the affection. I tend to be drawn to people that are confident and know how to handle any kind of situation.

Thank you in case my request gets accepted <33 bye byeee~

Hi Jade! Oh my goodness six languages! I can only speak English and a tiny bit of Italian. I'm trying to learn Japanese but it's slow going. Thank you for your request! I hope you like your matchups!

In Genshin Impact, I match you with...

You and Diluc are the definition of the straightlaced and weird couple. Diluc doesn't let his hair down a whole lot so having you in his life definitely brings a lot of strange energy that he hasn't had since his childhood.

He wouldn't change that for the world though. He loves listening to you talk about your interests. They're so different from all the wine business he has to deal with on a daily basis so it's a nice break.

Would like it if you sent him song recommendations. He would like to expand his music tastes a bit.

He'll listen to everything you send him and give his comments the next time he sees you.

Diluc loves spending quality time with you. I see his love languages as quality time and physical touch (he's without a doubt touch starved, please give him hugs).

He knows what it's like to feel like you don't deserve affection but he'll try to help you feel better about accepting help and kindness. He's always going to be there for you if you need him.

In My Hero Academia, I match you with...

Sero is the supportive person you need! He's going to support you unconditionally in everything you do. If he sees you need help but are struggling to ask for it, he'll approach you.

If you decline but he sees that you really wanted to say yes, he'll do little things to help out. Dinner? He's already cooking it, no need to worry. The laundry? He did that an hour ago. You want to go for a walk to clear your head? For sure!

Loves it when you speak in other languages. If you go off the headcannon that Sero speaks Spanish, he'd start replying to anything you say in another language in Spanish. Whether he understands what you've said or not, he's saying something back in Spanish.

Music is something that unites you. Please send him songs you like. He'll send some back!

Makes playlists for you that are combinations of his favourite songs, you favourites, and some that remain him of your relationship. They're his study playlists now.

In Obey Me, I match you with...

Lucifer definitely knows how to speak a bunch of languages. He's been around for who knows how long. Chances are high he speaks the same languages you do, plus a few.

Loves talking to you in other languages when his brothers are around, especially if he knows they don't speak that language. It feels more intimate (and makes his pride blow up).

Please introduce him to gardening. He would find it relaxing and it's a good break from doing paperwork for days on end.

Also please introduce him to songs that came out a little more recently than the classical music he listens to. I think he'd be a fan of rock ballads and songs with the same vibe as "Line Without a Hook" by Ricky Montgomery.

Enjoys spending quality time with you. He needs a break sometimes and there's nothing quite like having a mid-afternoon nap with someone you care about.

Lucifer likes that you have a point where you will snap. It makes him more comfortable letting you roam around the Devildom. He knows you won't let some random demon walk all over you.

[pesterloglog]

Calliope, Jade Harley

Act 6, page 6715-6717

CALLIOPE: do yoU remember anything yet?

JADE: ummm

JADE: not really :\

CALLIOPE: that's a pity.

CALLIOPE: i was hoping yoU might be able to tell me what my friends are Up to.

JADE: i wish i could tell you

JADE: but im still drawing a blank on everything!

JADE: i dont even remember what i was doing when i fell asleep

JADE: or even

JADE: IF im sleeping

JADE: er...

JADE: how are you supposed to tell if youre a ghost or not?

CALLIOPE: ghosts have spooky blank eyes like me.

CALLIOPE: bUt only after they remember they died.

CALLIOPE: so Until yoU recall what happened, i am afraid neither of Us will know.

JADE: darn

CALLIOPE: there is one way to be sUre, i sUppose.

JADE: what?

CALLIOPE: i coUld Use some of my potent anti-sleeping majyyks on yoU to see if yoU wake Up.

JADE: anti sleeping magics?

JADE: i mean majyyks?

CALLIOPE: yes.

CALLIOPE: bUt i mUst admit i am relUctant to do so, for selfish reasons. u_u

JADE: what reasons?

CALLIOPE: if yoU wake Up, yoU will disappear.

CALLIOPE: and i will be alone again.

JADE: aw

JADE: thats ok im in no hurry to go yet

JADE: or for that matter, to remember why im here

CALLIOPE: no?

JADE: i cant put my finger on it

JADE: but i have this awful feeling something bad happened

JADE: specifically something that happened because of me

CALLIOPE: really?

JADE: yeah :(

JADE: im worried i may have done some things i wouldnt be proud of

JADE: that maybe i could have even...

JADE: hurt some people

CALLIOPE: that is hard to believe.

JADE: i hope its just my imagination

JADE: in any case i feel like i could use some rest

JADE: and you seem very nice

JADE: so id rather relax here with you for a while than jump right back into...

JADE: whatever craziness is waiting for me out there

CALLIOPE: ^u^

JADE: by the way, i didnt catch your name...

CALLIOPE: i did not say it.

CALLIOPE: Using my fUll name coUld bring Us Unwanted attention.

CALLIOPE: instead yoU coUld refer to me by the name of my trollsona.

JADE: your trollsona?

CALLIOPE: yes.

CALLIOPE: it's callie.

CALLIOPE: pleased to meet yoU. :u

JADE: nice to meet you too callie :)

JADE: but

JADE: what is a trollsona?

CALLIOPE: it is the profile of a fictional troll which i enjoy pretending to be.

CALLIOPE: see?

CALLIOPE: do yoU like her?

JADE: oh

JADE: OH!

JADE: i get it... you are not really a troll?

CALLIOPE: nope.

JADE: omg she is so cute

JADE: or i should say

JADE: YOU are so cute!

CALLIOPE: :U

JADE: what a good idea

JADE: do you think i could make a trollsona too?

CALLIOPE: oh, yes!

CALLIOPE: that woUld be so lovely.

CALLIOPE: can i help?

JADE: sure!

CALLIOPE: which blood coloUr woUld yoU choose?

JADE: the BEST color obviously

JADE: which is green, DUH :p

CALLIOPE: that's the coloUr of my blood too!

JADE: wow really??

JADE: thats perfect

JADE: our trollsonas can be like

JADE: blood sisters or such

JADE: i dont know enough about troll culture to use proper terminology...

JADE: but lets just say thats what we are

CALLIOPE: agreed.

CALLIOPE: blood sisters it is!

JADE: what should my horns look like?

JADE: oh and for that matter

JADE: should i have horns instead of my dog ears, or in addition to them?

CALLIOPE: definitely in addition!

CALLIOPE: yoUr pointy ears are splendid.

JADE: ok

JADE: hmm where would they go though...

JADE: jeez i think we might need to do some drawings to make her look right

CALLIOPE: oh yes, let's!!!

JADE: callie...

JADE: there is something very familiar about you

JADE: are you sure weve never met before?

CALLIOPE: i'm qUite sUre.

CALLIOPE: i woUld certainly have remembered meeting yoU.

JADE: but you did know my name...

CALLIOPE: well, yes.

CALLIOPE: i knew OF yoU.

JADE: hmmm

JADE: i cant shake the feeling that we have spoken before

JADE: maybe in an old dream i cant remember?

JADE: im not sure if its the sound of your voice or what

JADE: i dont recognize your face, but then thats not what you really look like is it?

CALLIOPE: no.

JADE: ...

CALLIOPE: before yoU ask, my actUal appearance is mUch less appealing, at least in my own view.

CALLIOPE: i woUld rather yoU didn't see it, if that's alright.

JADE: thats fine!

JADE: its not a big deal

JADE: if its true that weve met before, im sure ill remember in due time

JADE: lets not worry about it for now

CALLIOPE: okay.

JADE: by the way

JADE: what is with this stage?

JADE: is it from one of your memories?

CALLIOPE: no.

CALLIOPE: i thoUght it was yoUr memory?

JADE: i dont think so

JADE: it would seem to be some sort of imaginary figment that turned into a real object

JADE: i wonder why it looks like a drawing?

CALLIOPE: shrUg.

JADE: hey why dont you come up here and help me get these curtains open

JADE: since its the only thing weve got in this boring vortex we might as well try to have a little fun!

CALLIOPE: yeah!!

[emissaire]

Hello!! I just randomly found your blog and I’m in love you’re such a good writer🥺❤️ I saw your request was open can I request how and what jjk men will do when they’re are needy and horny but you can’t give them affection bc you have big exams coming up and you must study hard for it

Also I joined your taglist so you can tag me in any jjk or aot fanfic or drabbles <33🥰❤️❤️

Sorry if you see grammatical mistakes eng isn’t my first language :)

characters: nanami, choso, toji, geto, gojo

warnings/includes: mdni, nsfw, slight smut, hinted age gap (legal), soft bf! jjk men, implied blowjob, cunnilingus, afab reader

notes: hi omg. first of all, you're too sweet and second of all, thank u for this request! i enjoyed writing it and my exams are pretty soon too so what a coincidence! lastly, i'm sorry this took so long. i have a lot of academic stuff going on but i hope you enjoy it!

p. s. also this turned out lengthy than i expected. i really did go crazy over this.

ꕥ Nanami Kento ‧₊˚

⸙. he'll be pretty subtle about it but also touchy? won't admit that he's needy or sometimes he's not even aware of it but he will be extra handsy with you. he will offer to massage your sore muscles while pressing kisses on your skin.

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it's almost 12 in the evening yet you're still in front of your laptop, books and notes scattered on your side of the bed.

you're someone who value sleep very deeply, something about staying youthful and all that beauty facts nanami didn't bother to remember. he's surprised to say the least but he knows the struggle because before he was a full-fledged tax payer, he, too, was once a student like you.

he continues to watch you silently, admiring the way your brows furrow in concentration and sometimes biting your lower lip– he quickly looks away with a slight cough. he doesn't like where his mind is going but then he's looking at you again, a hint of blush covering his cheeks.

"you look pretty busy. want me to massage you?" he asks even though his hands are already on your hips, squeezing it while pressing soft pecks on the exposed skin of your stomach.

you giggle at the ticklish feeling, placing one of your hands to draw your fingers on his blonde locks. "thank you, baby but i know you're exhausted from work already. i'll be fine."

he shakes his head stubbornly, sitting up before completely swiping away the papers on your hand and placing it on the bed. "i insist, my love."

so you lay on your back with your shirt discarded (you're not wearing a bra, no. who needs bras when the capable hands of your boyfriend are there), sighing happily at the soothing touch of the man behind you. he's very efficient with his work and it makes you smile because he's so thoughtful until his touches turn into sensual groping on your sides. his fingers will occasionally dip into the bands of your shorts, pulling it down with every stroke of his hands.

"ken?" you call for him with a hint of suggestiveness in your voice and it makes him grunt, the realization finally dawning on him.

"you wanna go at it?" he asks, trying to make it sound as casual as possible to hide the fact that he's really turned on at the moment.

you don't disappoint of course. he doesn't need to hear your response when you shimmy out of your remaining clothes before presenting yourself to him, all flushed and bare.

"i love you so much." he whispers as he sinks into your pulsing heat, finally, your foreheads pressed together. right then and there, he showed you just how proud he is by rewarding you with the powerful thrusts of his hips, hitting your g-spot just right, making you lose yourself and drown in the scent of him– manly, utterly delicious and so him.

ꕥ Kamo Choso ‧₊˚

⸙. just like nanami, choso will be subtle about his intentions. he will compliment you out of nowhere while lowkey insinuating you stop studying so you give him your attention: "aww, my pretty baby's studying? but you're already so smart!" "seriously, baby. and if you even fail, which i know is not gonna happen, i will just take care of you. make you my beautiful trophy wife."

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"still studying, huh?" your boyfriend leans on the door frame of your shared bedroom, head tilted sideways as he watches you.

"more like stu-dying." you huff, leaning back on your chair and looking at your boyfriend over your shoulder with a tired smile on your face.

"you know," he starts as he treads behind you with purpose, ""you really don't have to worry about not passing the test, you're intelligent."

you sigh at his comment, throwing your head back so you can look at him upside down. "i love how you're so confident about that, cho."

the man shrugs, giving you a lazy smile before leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead. "well, what can i say? i have the most perfect girlfriend. i have no reason to doubt your intellect."

shaking your head with a laugh, you pull him infront you. "you think i don't know what you're trying to do, baby?"

choso only smirks, pulling your lower body almost off the chair and making you wrap your legs around his hips. "you just look so enticing when you're all focused. makes me want to act up and see just how long you can last without giving in to me."

"when you walked through that door, you already got me. what're ya' waiting for then?"

at the invitation, your boyfriend doesn't hesitate to grab you by the back of your neck and kissing you with so much fervor. you can feel it in the way he's pressing himself closer to you, the need to fill you up and hear you make the prettiest sounds as you relish in the ecstasy he gives you.

ꕥ Fushiguro Toji ‧₊˚

⸙. he is surprisingly very mature about it. he knows how important your studies are for you so he tries to suppress his horny ass until you're the one who's begging him to distract you (read: fuck you) because you miss him and the way he feels inside you.

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you've been stuck inside the study for hours, hunched over the table as you study all the notes and books you need for your upcoming examination. you didn't notice the lack of your boyfriend's presence as you were pretty occupied but now that the soreness in your body is finally hinting at you to take a break, you suddenly miss him.

yawning, you make your way outside of the room to go and look for toji. he insisted he leaves you alone while you're studying so as not to disturb you and distract you, knowing just how short your attention span is.

you finally see him on the couch, television blasting in the living room but the man who's supposed to be watching is asleep. his head is on the back rest, one of his arms is on his stomach while the other is thrown back beside his head and oh god– his legs are wide open in a manspread and the obvious print of his manhood on his sweatpants makes you drool. he looks so inviting.

as carefully and silently as you can, you straddle the sleeping man's lap before rolling your hips with enough pressure to wake him up. the stiffness of his cock rubbing on your clothed pussy makes you mewl and close your eyes in pure bliss.

you jolt in surprise, eyes prying open when two large, familiar hands grab your asscheeks. it makes you moan to see toji biting his lip, enjoying the way you move against him.

"hello to you too, princess." he grunts under his breath, his head now inching towards you and planting several kisses on your jaw. "you done with studying?"

you shake your head no and you immediately sense him tensing underneath you before he stops you from moving entirely. "we can't, princess. you have to study, remember? i promise i'll fuck you however long you want but you gotta focus."

you whine at him, pulling his hands off your body so you can go back to humping him. "i'm taking a break, toji. i miss you."

understanding what you mean, he kisses the side of your head before guiding your hips back on and forth on top of his crotch like what you were doing, but this time, it's more precise and more satisfying with his help.

let's just say the both of you ended up going for a two-round love making before you have to go back to studying and when you're finally back in the study room, he's the one on your chair and you're on his lap and warming his cock the way he likes it.

ꕥ Geto Suguru ‧₊˚

⸙. this man is very supportive. he will cook you food and deliver it to the bedroom so you don't have to leave and can eat still while studying, will do the chores for you and will even help you study but don't let that fool you. he's more or less doing it for himself so you can finish early and won't have to pull an all-nighter because trust me, he will make his advances during night.

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you just got out of bath, finally fresh and kind of rested after spending almost an hour in the tub. a sigh of happiness emits from you, seeing the bed all neat and pristine, all thanks to suguru.

your boyfriend had been nothing but helpful all day and you giggle at the thought of him. he's so attractive, especially when he sits you on his lap while teaching you everything there is to know about the subject you're struggling at.

"oh hey, sweetheart." said man smiles when he steps foot inside the bedroom, eyeing you up in and down with nothing but the towel wrapped around your body.

"hi, baby." you coo, the sudden urge to be all over your pretty boyfriend engulfing you. acting out of that urge, you run towards him, burying your face on his exposed chest.

"what's gotten into you?" he laughs but he curls an arm around your waist anyway. secretly, he's enjoying the way you're rubbing your cheek on his pec. not receiving your affection for almost the entire day, he's bound to get needy.

"thank you for today." you finally look up at him, a sweet smile on your face, small hands rubbing his back up and down.

"it's nothing, that's the least i could do for you," he kisses your lips quickly, "but if you really insist on thanking me, i have an idea how you can show me your gratitude."

dating suguru for years, you absolutely know how his mind works by now so without another word, you slide your hands down his chest as you lower yourself on the floor, kneeling infront of him.

you can see the excited grin on his face and it makes you smile while tugging his sweats down with one hand. his member springs out now that it's out of its confinement, hitting your cheek in the process and wetting the skin with his precum.

"god, you look so beautiful." he groans appreciatively, gathering your hair up in a ponytail with the use of his hand.

you don't reply to him, too eager to please your man but if you're asked who's the beautiful one in this very room, without a doubt, you'll answer geto suguru in a heartbeat.

ꕥ Gojo Satoru ‧₊˚

⸙. gojo satoru is gojo satoru (derogatory). he will be an absolute menace and will prance around the house half-naked with nothing but his sweats hanging low on his hips with no boxers. he's the type to entice you to giving him attention by giving you head.

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as much as you want to ignore your boyfriend, you physically can't. not when he's in between your legs, lapping at your cunt like it's his last meal.

"'toru... i really have to finish this." you pant, fingers curling into his white hair, toes curling and body squirming.

"then go ahead, baby." he lifts his head a little to look at you while laughing, his chin and the entirety of his lower face drenched with your slick. "tastes sweet as always."

how can you when he's distracting you the best way he knows will break your focus away from your notes? the hand you have on his hair tightens when his tongue continuously flicks at your clit. "fuuuck, 'toru! if you keep this up, i'm going to cum." you sob, lips quivering.

he almost feels bad. almost. he's been trying to gain your attention since this morning but you won't even look at him longer than a minute. walking around the house in nothing but his sweatpants, groping your butt cheeks when you pass by him, massaging your boobs while you were in the shower– he did everything! to say he was fed up is an understatement. not because of you though– if anything, he's more annoyed with your school for taking you away from him.

he notices how your moans turn whinier and higher in pitch, indicating you're close so he pulls back. a petty jut of his lower lip while looking at you through his eyelashes. "that's payback for not playing with me!" he childishly huffs.

"satoru, i swear to god! i am skinning you alive!" you almost shout, glaring at your boyfriend.

"if you really want to cum then come hop on my dick, baby. all you have to do is say it." he places one last kiss on your nub, making you mewl softly, before standing up and trudging towards the bed, completely ignoring you.

the thought of killing him has never been more appealing than now but first, you need to cum. like right fucking now. you can think about killing or forgiving him later, depends on how well he dicks you down.

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