#however drawing more than one thing is tiring lmao

[offorestsongs]

i hate when i have an idea for drawing but its for a comic. bitch you cant do that

[mell0wjello]

° 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓑𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓢𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 °

!TAGS! - AFAB! Reader !!NSFW AHEAD!! Skip if you feel uncomfortable with the following topics ! : Hate Sex (?), light Voyeurism, Degradation, slapping, name-calling, marking, lowkey dub-con?, and reader sort of leads Jamil on. This is my first time writing smut its probably ass lmao I'm sorry also not proofread

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Jamil impatiently tapped his pen against his desk. He tried his best to concentrate on Trein's magic history lesson despite the incessant throbbing in his head. The cause? You.

You, sitting at your desk, clearly uninterested in what your teacher had to say. Instead, much more interested in the merman besides you. Azul was desperately trying to ignore your shameless remarks and your painfully obvious flirting.

The way you intentionally pressed your legs and tits together. How you were practically on top of him, how pathetic and desperate you looked. And what’s worse, you were making it his problem. From the corner of his eye, Jamil could see you keep glancing back at him, just to make sure he was seeing your shameless display.

After a week of this pathetic behavior, it was driving him half insane. And Azul of all people? This had to be on purpose. After what seemed like hours of torture, the bell for the last class of the day finally rang as Jamil sighed relief. All he wanted to do was get out of that classroom as soon as possible. He packed his things and ran out the door. On the way out, he saw you still glued to Azul's arm. He quickly averted his gaze, hurrying to the Hall of Mirrors. He needed to distract himself away to block your intrusion from seeping into his mind.

That night, Jamil rustled uncomfortably in his bed. Every time he closed his eyes, he returned back to the past month, when you used to approach him so innocently and talk with him. Never as to disturb him, but your charm was so undeniably alluring, he kept going back himself for more, in spite of himself. He carved himself open, vulnerable for your eyes to see and now for your hands to tear apart. The same hands that used to hold his face as the two of you made out in the halls when no one was looking were now crudely all over another man. There wasn't a formal thing between the both of you, and that's what irritated him the most.

He had let down his walls and now he paid the price. He kept revisiting the events of the past week, an uncomfortable heat forming in his stomach. His fists clenched on his mattress and his eyes stung. You made him feel inferior, the sentiment drawing Jamil to an edge. He never wanted to look at your face again, yet he desperately needed to have you in front of him. He wanted to do so many things to you and none at all. The heat only festered deeper in him.

The next day, Jamil was quite tired from last night. Kalim took notice of Jamil's mood at breakfast and tried his best to cheer him up. However, Jamil dismissed it, assuring him that he was feeling fine and just a little tired. Kalim was concerned, but disturbing him was going to do Jamil no good, so he let it go. Jamil did his best to pull himself together in preparation for the school day ahead. You shared no classes with him today, so he had the fortune to not see your face in class. He made sure to even avoid your general direction, deciding against lingering on you for too long. You made no efforts to give him any sort of attention either.

At the end of the day, he returned to Scarabia with an improved mood compared to the morning. Tests were coming up, so he could immerse himself in studying and other chores instead of obsessing over your recent conduct. Jamil was even pleased to cook Kalim's dinner that evening. He sat down with the rest of the dorm as he usually did to make small chat with everyone else, that is until all the composure he had built up throughout the day crumbled all too easily at the sight of your disheveled figure entering the lounge. Your uniform skirt was worn higher than usual, your necktie hanged around your neck undone, and your dress shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a little more of your chest. Even your thigh highs were rolled up unevenly. Your eyes scanned the students until they landed on him.

Jamil groans internally when his name spills out of your vulgar mouth, calling him over. Going over to you is the last thing he wants to do, but in front of his entire dorm who know him to be friendly with you, he had no choice unless he wanted to draw any attention. Reluctantly, he sat up and went up to you to lead you into one of the secluded hallways of Scarabia with the coldest expression he could muster. Once he made sure you both had enough privacy, he turned to look at you, his cold and empty glare piercing right through you. A small shiver of excitement crawled up your arms, but you made sure not to give it away.

“I just wanted to ask for your help with some of the Magic History homework. I've been feeling so distracted lately, I thought maybe you could help me out?" You spoke to him sweetly, but to him your words were septic.

"Really? You want my help? That's rich coming from someone who's been too busy drooling over other guys. Why not ask Azul?" Jamil scowled, narrowing his eyes at you with contempt.

"Oh, please. Azul's just a friend. " You replied, reaching for his hands. You felt Jamil try to recoil at your touch, but you held him firmly. You neared his face.

"And besides, you know I wouldn't ask you to do it for free." You guide his hands onto your body, pulling him closer and landing at your waist. You looked into Jamil's eyes in anticipation, feeling how his hands didn't return to his sides, and instead wondered further down. You drew in a short breath of impatience as you felt one of his hands slowly glide towards your lower back, but stopping short of your desired spot. Without warning, he lifted his hand and striked down on you, making your shriek of surprise melt into a lascivious moan. Jamil removed his hands from your body.

"This is what you really wanted, wasn't it bitch?" Jamil spoke crudely.

"Well then, since you're practically begging for it," Jamil unbuckled his pants as you watched with an unapologetic smile on your face.

"Start sucking."

You're quick to go on your knees, staring down his semi-erect length with hungry eyes before sticking out your tongue to finally taste your fantasies. But Jamil wasn't patient. As soon as you opened your mouth, he grabbed you by the hair and shoved you down on his entire length, connecting your nose with his base and feeling his tip scratch the back of your throat as he groaned. You were not expecting such a brash action so soon, your hands flew to his thighs for support and your jaw hurt by being stretched so abruptly, it had no choice but to suck. Jamil's hand guided your head to his tip, before shoving you back in. Your eyes looked up at him wearing a satisfied smile on his face. You could hardly breathe, but he didn't care as he continued fucking your face without remorse. It was too much, and soon a few tears pricked at your eyes, your hands pushed away from him to catch your breath.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me you're tired already. Isn't this what you wanted? And you were so excited for it too." Jamil teased as he stared at your breathless figure beneath him. He knew he was hurting your ego. But you liked it. You felt the area between your legs get hotter.

"Sluts don't get to have breaks. Get back to work." He said firmly as he tightened his grip on your hair and forced you on himself again.

You tried your best to keep up with his pace, but Jamil was so relentless and cared so little it was near impossible. He was using your mouth like a fleshlight. Saliva began to spill from your mouth. Jamil was getting more vocal though, you knew he was close. Awaiting his release, you increased the force of your suction, eliciting a gasp from Jamil. He pulls you away from him before he reaches his peak. You looked at him as you gasped for breath. Your head dives in to finish the job, but Jamil stops you by the chin. Your eyes follow his angry expression as he turns your face and lands a resounding slap on your cheek, the force sending sparks of electricity all the way down to your aching cunt.

"You don't get to have my cum in your mouth." He scoffed, looking annoyed of your audacity.

His knees drop to your level, and without warning, his hand dives underneath your skirt, and skilled fingers pull the underside of your panties so that two of his fingers can go inside. You immediately clench down on him, but he pulls out as soon as he came in. Jamil looks at his fingers covered in your fluids, almost in awe.

"Haven't done anything and you're already this wet?" He mocks, rubbing the juices with his fingers before turning to you.

"You must really be a whore."

Every insult shoots straight down, missing the relief of his fingers.

"Please, Jamil. It feels so good." You whine shamelessly, rubbing your legs uncomfortably in hope of creating some sort of friction to alleviate the heat.

"It feels good? Wouldn't you rather it be Azul instead?" Jamil snorted, looking at you with a look of distaste.

"No," You whimper.

"Only you make me feel this good Jamil, please."

Jamil scoffs.

"Bend over the wall." He states.

You can barely believe your ears, you stay on your knees looking at him dumbly.

"Bend over the fucking wall." He repeats with a demanding tone that snaps you back. With excitement rippling through your body, you giddily stand up and do as he says. Jamil flips over your skirt, revealing your soaking underwear. He makes quick work of it by lowering it to your ankles. You wait in anticipation as Jamil accommodates his hands on your waist. You feel his tip teasing your folds, but it retreats from your entrance. You turn your head to look back at him, but before you can say anything you yelp as Jamil slams his cock into you, completely burying himself up to the hilt. You erupt in primal moans as Jamil follows through at a tremendous pace. Your knees can't help buckle, but Jamil holds you steady with his hands keeping a steady grip on your waist. Your face squishes against the white walls of the halls, and you can feel your tits bounce with each thrust. He gave you no time to adjust to his girth, but it didn't matter because right now he was hitting everything he needed to create a babbling mess out of you.

"This is what you wanted from the very start. You just wanted to get a good fuck out of me. How many other guys did you do this to?" He grunted, slapping your ass vulgarly, making it ripple against him. You answer in a high-pitched whine.

Jamil continued his brutal pace, the both of you letting out moans loud enough to fill the empty hall.

"With how loud your moaning, you might as well let everybody in Scarabia know you're being fucked so good." Jamil snorts at you somehow increasing the speed of his thrusts.

"Oh, fuck-" He curses as your grip on him tightens. Jamil bites down on your neck, causing you to get louder. He sucks on your skin, hard enough to draw blood. You gasp breathlessly as he continues, and you feel a knot tightening in your stomach. You're close. Jamil also notices, given how your words are more unintelligible and you've become noisier and restless beneath him. Your eyes roll back and your tongue lolls out, a string of saliva erotically dripping from your bottom lip.

The knot continues to tighten. Your voice begins to crack, each noise you're making sending holts of arousal to Jamil's dick. You feel the dam finally break as your orgasm ripples through you. A string of whines spill from your slacking mouth, your pussy clenching down on Jamil. The force of your orgasm is enough to send Jamil over the edge. He quickly pulls out, watching as his seed paints ropes on your back with a satisfied sigh, collapsing on you.

Your chest heaves recovering from your high as you look at the man behind you. There's a thin layer of sweat covering him. His eyes meet yours. Your fucked-out expression awakens a sense of pride within. He pulls up your panties and pulls up his pants. With a sigh, he says reluctantly.

"If you still want those notes, come by tomorrow and we can have a talk about it."

You nod at him excitedly. With a little help from Jamil, he sends you off to the mirror, ignoring the stares of some of his dormmates.

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[eggdrawsthings]

For me, Sol, didnt do anything that bad as all think. Like, he killed one person and what now lol. Like Anakin killed a dozens of children and nobody takes shit lmao. Sol thinks that he was doing the right thing. And I kinda didnt liked the twins so…

He made a series of mistakes and he clearly was carrying that guilt and shame w him all that time. we can see this from his reaction all the way til the finale (he never draws his saber until the situation calls for it, still sees good Mae, was the first one saying he will face the council, and still wants to tell Osha the truth and face the consequences). His mistakes make him a complex character and w LJJ amazing performance he became an unforgettable character to me. Idc if ppl hate him I can just ignore them or block them if they are being annoying in my posts.

** long rant about what actually pissed me off under the cut ⚠️

I'm jsut tired of this show as a whole so im just taking Sol and Jecki out, read my one fav fanfic of them, and create their own version in my head that has nothing to do w the show anymore.

However, if you want to see a good depiction of a well-intentioned yet emotionally flawed and morally ambiguous father figure who then died at the hand of his adopted daughter, I suggest you watch "Hunt". It's a movie directed by LJJ back in 2022. It has its own issues but the ending of that movie got me more emotional than this shit show lol.

** What actually pissed me off about this show is the way the finale threw Sol's whole arc up until this point into the trash. Suddenly he started yapping about the vergence, which was not established until ep7 (and in ep7 his main concern was the twins' safety, not that bs). Suddenly he wanted to shoot down Mae now even tho he didn't wanna fight her and was trying to save her on Khofar. Suddenly he didn't want to face the council now and tried to justify his action (while he clearly was so sorry about it and wanted to face the council before). All of this happened without a proper build-up (The father's spiraling was done much better in Hunt lmao). Osha's fall can be done much better and still have everyone stay in character yet still lead to the same outcome, and have a much stronger impact.

And the way Leslye talked about him in her interview like he's an overbearing father and him saying "it's okay" in the end is taking away Osha's agency (???). If i talk more this post is gonna get too long so I'm just gonna link a few links here so you can read them. They explain everything that made me dislike the show even more and don't wanna think about it anymore now lol

x <- about how they ruined the first Asian Jedi Master we got, which pissed me off as a SEA person and a Jedi enjoyer.

x x<- about the writing for Sol

x <- about one of LH interviews where the interviewer said Sol is a bad parent and sexist, and she just went along w that take (how???)

x <-Jedi can love deeply, be it familial or romantic. they just don't let those emotions control them

x x <- more about the shitty writing of this show

[sunlit-mess]

Hello, I hope it's not rude but I'm REALLY REALLY fond of your art!!!!! I was scrolling through your blog from new to old and found that you have Bpd,,,. I only heard about this condition, what is it like? If it's ok to know,,,!

hello, thank u! uhm it's something? HAHAHAHA idk how to explain it 😭🏳 lemme try to be as direct as possible

I'm high-functioning, but there are points I seriously just start showing symptoms.

Emotions: INTENSE as it can get while FEELING 99 PERCENT EMPTY. Something just- keeps you so.. hungry (not literally). Sensory is also another factor, and honestly I burn out a lot, tend to get overwhelmed n meltdown like shit

Identity: I either have BEEF WITH it, feel GODLY, or be so LOW, really low. I live with both passion and hate. I'm very confused. But I can say I'm just tired!

Attachments: Relationships are so hard to maintain bc of how much I fear abandonment, like bro I can't even leave my family as much as I want to. I'm more scared of getting disowned or losing my name. Love is a concept I long to grasp at the same time scared of it, I don't understand jackshit about " love ".

> I tend to self-Isolate with or without reason

> ...I used to test other people whether they can handle me or not, whether they'd leave or not. Not anymore though, but the thought lingers.

> Very- paranoid- about.. perception, neglect and invalidity HAHA.

Mindset: They call it Black and White, or generally just two categories to label my perception of things. However, I try to understand AS MUCH AS I CAN about a situation, etc. See what's in-between before I decide. that's really hard for me to do LOL.

> I always do my best to think and be nice

> I can be so fucking bad at the same time, only to regret it the next second or so

> My mind is scattered all over the place, It's exhausting

Trauma: I have memory problems and a lot to connect with that. Hate and fear is what I'm accustomed to. I live with a fuck ton of active predicaments like hell. Old wounds keeps reopening, and new ones never closes.

Impulse: shows in speech more than in action (THANK GOD LMAO I'D DIE IF I LET MY INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS WIN)

Habits: uhm. Ranging from sunshine and rainbows to SELF-DESTRUCTIVE. I get obsessive, like.. really obsessive.

Coping mechanisms: Usually I have mood stabilizers and anti-depressants n shit, but I don't rely on them anymore (bc I can't keep buying). I don't have good coping mechanisms even for physical needs. It's so bad bro. So I just end up drawing. that's the only good one I can list.

Living with it: Exhausting and an internal war 24/7. Does it affect me physically? Yes. Does it come with other mental factors and conditions? Also yes! But as one of God's most tired soldiers, nothing I can do but keep walking.

What I'm confused about: dawg last time, i kept searching about how conditions co exists like— Thats normal?? N the last diagnosis I was in confirms it does and nothing to worry about. BLUD I AM DEF WORRYING. Autism n bpd? u mean my behavior and shit isnt meant to be invalid as most people perceive — u mean these fckass experiences built that bpd? ☠️ WHAT AM I THEN—

(I'm having a hard time believing it bc as an adult, it's harder to process information like these)

[lixenn]

OCtober 2024 day 1: fav OC

To no ones surprise my favourite is my main guy Daniele Costa aka Chief because let's be real here I can talk about him for ages. I love Dave to bits but Chief was my first proper OC for a fanfic and I'm most familiar with him. He accompanied me through tough times (aka thesis hell) and through him I was able to meet you guys! And I love you all to bits! So Chief is my dude! My tired bean that is in desperate need of a vacation and a nap (I think he might also be my fav because I relate to him so much lmao).

I made the drawing but I've also written a snippet where I used @zoroara's OCtober prompt day 1: foamy as a writing prompt (just so people are aware: I'm sticking to the #bweirdoctober prompts for this year but I had this snippet pre-written for ages and I don't wanna just let it let it rot in my documents. So I hope it's alright that I add this here 👉👈)

@myrmyrtheorca have Sam :)

The washroom looked like a bomb exploded in it. Foam everywhere, floor just one big puddle of water, one wall absolutely riddled with suspicious cracks and the washing machine was smoking like chimney in a frosty winter. At this point Dan feared stepping into the room just in case the ceiling would fall on his head.

He pinched his nose, once again regretting well … every single choice that brought him to this moment.

“Why?”

His question resembled more of a plea for divine intervention than an actual inquiry.

Why indeed.

Why is he awake at - he checked his watch - way-too-fucking-early o’clock? Why is he dealing with this? Why did he ever decide to work for the Varia? Once again, why is he awake right now?

“Ummm…”

He turned to his subordinates who had grouped themselves together in a trembling pile, which probably functioned as some form of moral support.

Dan narrowed his eyes at the pile not bothering to find out who actually spoke up.

“Well,” he said, tapping his foot. “Why am I here?”

A panicked and telepathic exchange of looks followed to determine which poor schmuck would need to answer his question. In the end Sam - four months, cleaning crew, allergic against bees - was shoved to the front like a sacrificial lamb. She was certainly shaking like one.

Honestly, it’s not like he will eat them. Unlike Vlasta he had standards for what entered his mouth.

Dan raised his eyebrow at the woman who clearly wished for the ground to swallow her whole.

“I am waiting.”

Her eyes skittered around the room steadily avoiding his gaze until they eventually focus on the broken washing machine. Resigned, she slumped into herself.

“The washing machine blew up.”

“Clearly,” Dan said, his tone the only dry thing in the entire room. “This doesn’t answer my question.” He stepped closer to his subordinate, placed a finger under her chin and lifted her face until she was caught directly in his piercing stare.

“Tell me, Sam, why has Varia’s Chief of Staff been dragged out of bed to deal with one. Singular. Destroyed. Room?”

To her credit Sam did neither break eye contact nor did she start crying. However, her skin took a rather ashen parlour and if she bit her lip any harder there would be blood dropping down her chin.

“I- we- ummm…” she stuttered, trying to come up with some excuse that would save this situation.

Dan simply waited. And waited. And waited some more. In the end the silence dragged on for too long and Sam looked one second away from a panic attack, so he came to the conclusion that his last lecture of being kept in the loop had backfired on him. Apparently, his employees took the subject matter so much to heart and are now running to him in a panic for the most trivial of matters.

Time to correct that misconception.

He let go of Sam and addressed the hoard in its entirety.

“I was told it was emergency. Do you know what I qualify as an emergency?” He didn’t give them an opportunity to answer and started counting off incidents on his fingers. “Any of the assassin's going on a rampage. The castle actively burning down. PoisonChem messing with the water supply again. Or God forbid, my coffee supply mysteriously vanishing. You know what isn’t included on that list? Property destruction so minor it doesn't even make a dent into our repair budget.”

He crossed his arms, his whole being screaming displeasure and disappointed in all of their decision making skills. “Now, you are going to clean up this mess.” One of the newbies in the hoard furrowed his eyebrows, rebellion clear on his face.

Well, we can’t have that.

Dan clicked his tongue. “I will hear no argument. Apparently you weren’t able to deal with this yourself, since you deemed my presence a necessity. Well, here I am, giving you the orders you needed. Sort this out, get the Reps for the wall and ask Logistics if they have a spare washing machine on hand.” His words were met with frozen bodies and blank stares. “Did I fucking stutter? Move it!”

What followed could only be described as productive chaos which was an accurate summary of day to day happenings of Varia Housekeeping. It involved a lot of swearing, whacking people with brooms and the occasional breakdown about the horror of the week. How any cleaning gets done in this process was a mystery to Dan, but he will not argue with the results (unless the results are sloppy in which case he will make arrangements).

He turned to leave, fully intending to crawl under his blanket again. But before fully exiting the room, he looked back once more.

“And Sam?”

“Y-yes?”

“I want a full report on the culprits of this mess. Have it on my desk on Tuesday.”

“Tuesday!” she squeaked. “But Chief, it’s Monday!”

His smile was neither kind nor particularly nice. “Better hurry then.”

[eddiestightywhities]

SATURDAY SHNIPPET

posting apropos of nowt bc i've worked on this today and am a bit in love with it (cross your fingers for me the feeling lasts!). it's from my buddie accidental sexting wip partly inspired by the absolute masterpiece that is @wildehacked's I Love You But I Need Another Year. it's eddie pov with manchurian catholic undertones and i'm just under 5k and ed's hasn't even got a hand on his dick yet lmao. large font is the boys texts (buck's have Buck: as a precursor). buck's dating tommy 👀 as this is during the nun!marisol/pent-up eddie thing.

!! mature !!

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Badly need to switch my brain off, you know? Just don't really know how to do that right now. 

Which is—a bit of a lie. Eddie's learned plenty of relaxation techniques over the years. He knows several breathing exercises and an array of calming mindful practices he could employ. It's just that Eddie's sort of become low key invested in whatever Buck's version of Eddie relaxing might be. Which is probably just because Buck knows him so well, and will be at least able to continue distracting Eddie till Eddie gets tired enough to drop off.

Right?

He really could do with loosening up first, though. 

Buck: OK. so you gotta think about like. something you don't usually think about…… 🧠❓🤔 

Fuck knows why but the Buck&Tommy porn reel is at once scrolling Eddie's brain again, his dick twitching a little in interest against his thigh and—Jesucristo, Eddie has to concentrate really fucking hard now to get his messed-up head somewhere very much other than his best friend's sex life. 

What is wrong with him?

Sure, Buck and Tommy fucking is definitely something Eddie doesn't usually think about, but shit. He has to shake his head to dislodge the image of Tommy's hulking silhouette bracing Buck, and he's really, truly hoping his manchurian Catholicism hasn't been harbouring some sort of weird latent homophobia all this time. 

He just does not want to be thinking of Kinard while feeling this horny. Buck's image, however, is so familiar to Eddie— seared into the lining of his grey matter—that he's not really sure there is anything he can do about getting rid of it. Not unless he wants to run the risk of the stuff he's so desperately trying not to think about sneaking it's way to the forefront of his mind once more. 

Buck: got something in mind? 

Um. 

Buck: picture it now

Buck: and i don't mean like the weekly grocery list or whatever btw

Buck: something sexy 

There's a record scratch in Eddie's brain. 

Hang. The Fuck. On.

Is Buck really doing what Eddie thinks he's doing? And is Eddie—is Eddie really contemplating just… Going along with it? 

Eddie's thumbs are moving across his phone screen of their own accord.

He can't let himself think sexy thoughts. All he can think of is Buck. But Buck did say something different...

Eddie types.

Yeah.

Fuck. 

Buck: alright. okay. take a deep breath. in fact take a few

Buck: and picture…… whatever it is. then start tracing your fingertips over your belly in small circles. start around your belly button. then make them bigger. big, sweeping circles

Buck: but slowly

Buck: and softly 

What in the name of Eddie's sanity is actually happening right now? And why is Eddie's body just—doing exactly what Buck is telling it, without Eddie giving it permission? 

Eddie's fingers are rough against the soft skin of his abdomen, the tips catching a little in the hairs just below his belly button. 

Like a bur on a sunny afternoon. 

He's thinking of Buck. Nothing sleazy, of course. Just Buck in his turnouts. Buck wearing that really nice burnt orange sweater Maddie and Chim got him last Christmas. Buck in a tank and shorts at the station gym. Just—Buck. 

And this, and touching his body the way Buck is telling him to, it all feels... It feels good, actually. Really fucking good. 

Buck: still with me eds? 

Eddie has to type the message out with his left hand, the right one busy drawing strange patterns over his own skin.

Ueah. Feels nice. 

¿Qué carajo?!

Buck: now do the same but up and down your thighs

Eddie does, and—oh, damn, it's—he really likes that. Thinks about Buck's hands doing the same over Buck's thighs. Wonders if Buck is doing it himself. Then he tries to worry about him thinking about that, but can't because Buck is texting him again.

Buck: and keep taking lots of big, deep breaths

Eddie breathes, big and deep, on Buck's instruction, and finds himself sighing quietly when he exhales. His fingers roam across his right thigh, then up the left, then up and over his belly, and back again. 

His phone buzzes against his chest. 

Buck: good? 

Eddie's picturing Buck holding his phone propped up on his own chest, other hand stroking his belly, just like Eddie.

Jeah. good

Buck: now touch your chest

Eddie keeps breathing, slowly, thoroughly, his hand doing exactly what Buck tells it. Then his fingertips skim over his right nipple and fuck, fuck he really likes that, so he finds the left one and does the same. Then he kind of rolls it between his forefinger and thumb pad before absently pinching at it—which rips this strange, strangled sort of sound out of him from somewhere deep in his chest, part gasp, part grunt, and his already fairly plump dick now springs up to full attention, bouncing slightly beneath Eddie's makeshift bedsheet blanket fort.

Buck: you still with me? 

Here. With yio

Eddie really, really wants to touch his dick—only Buck hasn't said that he can. 

Oh fuck, oh fuck, what the fuck.

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play or nay, tags are under the cut! let me know in the notes if you'd like tagging if/when i finish this!

@inell @rosieposiepuddingnpie @sortasirius @angela-feelstoomuch @woodchoc-magnum @kitteneddiediaz @watchyourbuck @treasurehuntbuck @daffi-990 @eddiegettingshot @mazzystar24 @colonoscopys @shitouttabuck @lamardeuse @exhuastedpigeon @lamardeuse @veronae-buddie @wildehacked

[yourfavouritefighter]

OK obsessed with the swap ​​idea

- Does Jackson still get bullied?

- How is Holt's life in the monster world?

- How does the trigger work?

- What is their personality like in this world?

- How out of touch is Holt?

- Do they know about each other?

I would love a first days fanfic?

yo glad you like the au! I don’t have all the details set in place so sorry if things are a tad bit inconsistent but here we go! (Also sorry for the late reply I didn’t see the ask rip)

Bullying

-I feel that both of the boys would get bullied but in different ways and for different reasons, Jackson would be pushed around since he’s quite nerdy, so I feel manny still wouldn’t like him. However holt would probably just be excluded from things, or have rumours spread about him, but due to him being prone to fighting back it wouldn’t be direct bullying like it is for Jackson.

Holts life in the monster world

-Holt would still Dj however he’d most likely do it whilst in a disguise of some form, (even if it’s just a mask or some make up) as many monsters don’t trust him. He doesn’t like the fact he has to Hyde his identity but the extra money comes in handy.

Triggers

-This may change in the future but my current plan is to have Jackson be triggered by extreme silence. So there has to be near to no sounds for him to appear. As such the headphones double as extra noise if necessary or as music. I also thought about him being triggered by piano specifically alongside the silence trigger.

Personalities

-Holt: He’s a bit of a joker and pretty immature, he likes to just chill and have fun in life. However he is quite hot headed and can have a short temper. This pairs to mean people don’t trust him too well and don’t want to mess with him (well not directly at least, no one minds the anonymous pranks or rumours just as long as it doesn’t tie back to them).

-Jackson: He’s more reserved than his counterpart, preferring to follow rules and structure, unlike holt’s ‘rules were made to be broken’ mentality, he prefers to stay out of the public eye, whether it be due to not wanting people to find out his identity or avoiding the bullying (since I haven’t decided if people know about him and holt yet). His quiet nature means he can be quite the push over at times making him prime for taunts and attacks from his peers.

(Man I really gotta draw some art of Jackson interacting with people)

Out of touch?

-I’m not too sure what you mean by this, whether it be out of touch with monster culture, or out of touch in the sense of being isolated from his classmates. Either way due to his DJ-ing and being a student at MH he’s picked up a lot of monster slang and culture. And as for friends, he’s known Draculaura since before MH and managed to meet Frankie on his first day, so he isn’t alone there. In the au I’ll still have him be friends with a lot of the usual characters (e.g deuce heath frankie etc with some exceptions)

Do they know?

-As of joining MH definitely yes, but as kids their mother tired to keep it secret, as she doesn’t get along with her Hyde, as such it was a shock when during quiet time at school he burst into flames. Holt was quickly pulled from the school, switching between a mix of homeschooling, monster schools and normie schools. Usually not lasting long at any of them, due to his temper and monster side.

A fic?

-Maybe??????? I’m not too great of a writer, but I might work on a one shot or really short fic about it….someday? If I have the chance and people are interested in it I might take a crack at writing lmao

I hope that covers everything! I’m happy to answer any more questions people have on the au and I really appreciate all the support it’s got! (I really wasn’t expecting it lmao)

[scrufflebolt]

my personal sven svensson headcanons

- he would most likely be 24-26 in canon but hes 23 to me, why not?

- isnt actually physically weak, he was just too busy talking to actually get ready to fight henry so he was caught off guard

- average height, maybe 5'9, or 5'10. just a bit shorter than swedish average though which is 5'11

- more than likely canon, but he's VERY talkative. stay in a room with him too long he'll rant to you about his opinions and interests for hours

- it'll take him a while to notice but he'll stop talking if you're uninterested

- lets his hair grow out a lil (as shown in the drawing above) and cuts it after a while

- usually cuts his own hair but whenever he doesnt he lets earrings cut it

- fluffy hair, and by that i mean its real soft and nice. he gets annoyed if its oiley because it feels weird

- has like 2 moles on his face

- joined the toppat clan at a young age, perhaps 16. ive jumped on the conclusion that he was taken by rhm while they were robbing a bank/store while sven, himself was attempting to steal something

- was those stereotypical troubled teenagers. hes changed a lot as an adult now and is more mature and is a respectable young man. however he still has little bits and pieces of his past personality now he'll show off duty. like he'll be a little playfully mean and tease you just a lil.

- kinda sassy lmao but also unintentionally rude sometimes

- actually laid back when he's not stressed or angry. but he gets stressed out easily, especially ever since he's been a leader.

- is up for new things but HATES having to be forced to change things

- he either perceives mr macbeth or rhm/reg as a father figure. they call him "son" and give him advice occasionally. its one of them, i just havent decided which one i wanted it to be yet.

- it's just a father-son like relationship but it's not an actual one because i hc reg/rhm to be in their late 30's/early 40's

- hes not THAT obsessed with sharks. yeah i say he'd like sharks but he wouldnt know the answer if u asked him a specific question abt sharks.

- very prideful. very open about his identity, nationality, opinions, blah blah blah, all of it. he'll talk all about it

- gets embarrassed easily, especially if hes proven wrong in an argument or if he was wrong about something but hey, at least he'll admit it

- looks like a child in some pictures of him and hates it (he looks like a little kid in some endings from thsc but looks like an actual adult in others)

- thinks dogs > cats

- real tired, the adjust to him becoming leader is too much to handle

- WANTS to rest but doesn't because if he finishes all his work then he could get it all done with then rest after

hope u enjoyed these hcs, haven't seen anyone else headcanon or perceive sven the same way i do yet (i will occasionally edit this post to add more)

[eluxcastar]

Hello!

Can I request you headcanons about Columbina, Sandrone and La Signora (separeatly) with gender neutral Reader?

Reader is introvertic, shy and really dependent on them. Bassicly they can spend entire day with head on theirs lap or sitting on their lap while huggung into them while blushing bright red.

Just reader being clingy and acting like puppet/puppy.

If you could, can you make this yandere headcanons if you do such things? I haven't read your rules in long time.

~❄ Anon

Good puppies are always loyal

── ୨୧：columbina, sandrone, la signora x reader (separate)

୨୧﹑synopsis :: just some little optionally yandere headcanons of cuddling and stuff

୨୧﹑genre :: fluff but only if you squint lmao

୨୧﹑content :: gn reader, yandere reader, implied yandere columbina, signora's has you referred to as a dog, this is rushed ngl, we know not the name proofreading in this house

୨୧﹑words :: 810

dw anon I'm happy to fulfil yandere requests ❤️ I couldn't figure out whether the yandere part referred to reader or characters because the idea of reader being conditioned to be this way rly spoke to me but I am also a SUCKER for yandere readers. the puppy part made me think that was probably what you actually meant so I intended to do that but then for some reason it seemed very mutual yandere instead?? idk I'm tired

tell me if you want/meant the other idea cause I can do that too (one day my demons will win) (I'll probably end up doing it anyway possibly with other characters)

─ ୨୧： columbina

Columbina just thinks you're so cute, enjoying how clingy you can be, though she lets you down firmly enough when you need to be away from her for whatever reason, though she wishes it were appropriate to drag you into the places the Harbingers meet to dote on you all the time there, though she's not too eager to share you either, so perhaps it's for the best she has an excuse not to let you be seen by those unworthy of you.

even her colleagues can be filthy, and they fight constantly, always riling each other up. your innocence has no need for such an environment, a little dove in the hands of wolves. no, you belong with another dove who can nurture you and treat you properly. that is why you love her after all, isn't it? what draws you to her and what keeps you fixed on her. she's like a pretty drug, though far more angelic and no less addictive in nature.

she allows you to touch her however you like, even publicly if you wish as Columbina doesn't have anything against being seen being affectionate with you, only with the eyes that watch. she wants to be seen that way, actually, to be seen smothering you in the love you crave and which you will so gladly take from her so that others know you are not to be toyed with and taken advantage of, even if she embarrasses you at times with her fussing. you probably aren't too fond of the attention in public, are you? all those people staring at you, you must be so flustered, poor thing.

　

─ ୨୧： sandrone

Sandrone is very fond of your behaviour, you're much better than her other ones, something that doesn't need instructions to obey. you're so attached to her, and she'd much rather cart you around latched onto her side and happy to lay your head in her lap while she strokes your hair.

she likes to see you happy, indulging you perhaps more than she should, as to see you practically purr with delight because she knows what you want, and she's going to give it to you in order to see you smile up at her from the comfort of her lap. she wants to say you're predictable, as a compliment that is, she likes it when things do what she wants them too. it's much easier to know how to please you when she picks out your tells, and begins to fall into a rhythm though she also likes it when you just cuddle with her.

she wants you to curl up in her lap, letting her cuddle you close and spoil you, though not too much. she enjoys the feeling of you laying your head on her shoulder like a pillow. Sandrone certainly pedals to your little crush. is it a crush if you're supposed to be her girlfriend? you certainly act like you're giddy and struck by puppy love sometimes. Sandrone likes to let you keep some of her creations and often makes you some she thinks you'll like, usually ones you can cuddle up to and be clingy to in her absence, little pieces of her she leaves with you in her stead.

　

─ ୨୧： la signora

acting like a stray puppy before the Fair Lady was never a good idea, let alone when she's taken such a liking to you, such a cute face. you are, in many's eyes, spoiled by her, just not in a way anyone truly wishes to be. thankfully you are more grateful to Signora's way of loving than most. she lets you follow her anywhere you're willing to go, as long as you behave yourself. she realised quickly you'll eat her instructions up.

crimson butterflies are a beautiful thing, even in the wintertime when you shiver they warm you in the absence of heat or a fire. you notice it first when one lands on your nose. it emanates warmth you never care to shoo away, always the work of Signora who notices your shivering and acts to fix it before you freeze to death under her care. she simply cannot allow that to happen, though it only really happens when you're not cuddled up to her mooching your warmth off of her body heat. she'll play with your hair, making sure every piece is perfect.

she has you whipped to her beck and call that's for sure. she always has. she treats you like a child sometimes, finding you to be something like a cute, pathetic little dog in desperate need of loving and caring to ease the yearning for comfort you hold. she's unexpectedly kind to you as a result, cooing at you almost like you can't even take care of yourself and like you need her. how would you go on without her benevolence? without her love?

[nihilityart]

Ah shit, here we go again...

Autism strikes again. I got obsessed with this one Poppy Playtime AU. It's @onyxonline Space Rider AU, so I decided to create the six true dragons for this AU.

Just in case you cannot read the writing (My hand got tired lmao) I'll put some facts here. Also, kinda rushed the drawings since it's so late, so I apologize for the lack of details and spelling errors.

The True Dragons in this AU are members of a Royal family from a planet known as Central. Each member has a special power, these are more powerful than most other abilities.

However, these abilities come with the cost of being really hard to control. High risk, High reward type of stuff. They also can live for a stupidly long time (As long as they don't die lmao.) Most of them are also really arrogant, which is exploited a lot by both their friends and foes.

They are also all known to be hot too, lol.

(Star King Dragon) Veldanava:

-He's the King of Planet Central

-He's the Eldest of his six siblings

-He was 100,000 years old

-He has a wife and daughter (Lucia and Milim)

-He's dead as fuck lmao (He was killed by the Prototype and Ivarage) (lmao get rekt scrub)

-He lost all his power to ensure his planet would thrive

Special Power: Uriel (The Power to create White Holes)

(Weakness of Power: Overuse can cause him to implode)

(White Ice Dragon) Velzard:

-She's the Second Eldest of her six siblings

-She's the Queen of Planet Eternal Winter

-She's the partner of King Guy Crimson

-She's 20,000 years old

Special Power: Cthulhu (The Power to Decelerate)

(Weakness of Power: The power to decelerate greatly burdens her mind, overuse could cause permanent brain damage)

(Scorch Dragon) Velgrynd:

-She's the Third Eldest of her six siblings

-She's a total simp for Emperor Rudra

-She's the Empress of Planet Nasca

-She's 4,000 years old

Special Power: Cthugha (The Power to Accelerate)

(Weakness to Power: The power to Accelerate involves high temperature, overuse may cause her to combust)

(Storm Dragon) Veldora Tempest:

-He's the Third Youngest of his six siblings

-He's an Otaku and a Slacker

-He's terrified of his sisters

-He's the Guardian of Tempest

-He's a Space Rider only because Velsura is

-He's 2,000 years old

-He's the dumbest one

-"Rawr" >:3

Special Power: Nyralathotep (The Power of Chaos)

(Weakness of Power: The power of Chaos is hard to control, losing focus may cause more harm than good)

(Void King Dragon) Velsura "Rimuru" Tempest:

-He's the Second Youngest of his six siblings

-He's probably the most responsible member of the six

-He's the King of Planet Tempest

-He's a Space Rider

-His Space Rider Squad is known as "Octagram"

-He's incredibly cautious (To the point of being a weakness)

-Has a *cough* thing for Elves

-He's 37 years old

-Arguably the hottest of his siblings

-Keeps getting mistaken for a girl (Much to his chagrin)

Special Power: Azathoth (The Power of Black Holes and shit)

(Weakness of Power: *Sarcastically* Well would you look at that, black holes are hard to control, who would've thought?)

(Earth Emperor Dragon) Velgaia

-He's the youngest of his six siblings

-He's the most adorable member of the true dragons

-He's a Space Rider

-He's 18 years old

-Freeloader lmao

-He's the one that gets smacked around a lot by others

-Stop bullying him :(

Special Power: Cronos (The Powers of Earth and Shit)

(Weakness: He's the youngest and has very little control over his powers, he can only do very basic moves) (So much so nobody knows what the true drawbacks to his powers are yet)

Oh yeah, I failed to mention. None of them are powerful enough to beat the Prototype, he’s far stronger than them.

[sketchmre]

do you have a favorite piece of venture maidens fanart you've drawn???

This is a great question! Honestly, I've been wanting to make a environmental piece with whimsy, food, and fashion, for like.. 2 years? when thats done it will probably be my favorite piece LMAO but for the time being? let me go through my venture maidens folder

read more break because im going to be going on and on

This applies to most aspects of my life, but I don't really have a top "favorite" thing in most areas! I mean, Madoka Magica Rebellion is my favorite movie (very closely rivaled by Coraline), but that's an outlier. In every other case, I have a collection of my favorites with one coming out on top depending on how I'm feeling that day.

It's also influenced by eras, I think. I don't want to compare my most recent art to my venture maiden 2020 art, because I've improved and will prefer my newer style. However, there's still a sense of nostalgia and homeliness to some of my old art that can bring it above the rest, you know?

Going through my venture maiden campaign 1 folder, here's probably my favorites:

These two are from 9/3/20 ("sawYEAH.png") and 11/23/22 ("arent you tired of being nice.png"). I think Sawyeh's relatively simple design has always lend itself well to gesture drawing, especially with the relatively simple silhouette shape. Theyre just fun :) I like them a lot.

I don't know if I'd rank a lot of my campaign 1 art among my favorites, not because I think less of the campaign but because a lot of that time period was me feeling my way into an art style. I see it as the time period after I started feeling confident in my art, but before I kind of became the "unique facial features and color jitter" artist.

For fun (and food), here's some of my unposted campaign 1 stuff.

10/23/20 and 10/27/20 (gidget and vlad, back when i was drawing in paint tool sai!)

1/2/21, 1/5/21, 6/18/21 || 1/6/21 (put out of order because i like this image composition more).

Here's some 2020 (and 2019, apparently?) photoshop files! I like some more than others. None of them have previews since they're photoshop files, so I'm opening them blind in krita. Note the layers/colors may seem off, it's probably because the clipping masks and editing layers break between programs.

8/12/19, 8/21/20, 8/31/20 || 9/5/20 || 10/23/20, 10/23/20, 10/28/20 || 11/4/20

From 10/21/20, technically in 2020 but close to 2021. I think it's unique because it starts to show a shift to more.. unique concepts, I guess? It was of a water elemental who uses an ice mask to mimic having a face. It's cool, I should revisit it.

3/17/21, 3/18/21

I think that's pretty much it for the art while campaign 1 was going on. Here's some post-campaign 1 stuff from 2023 that maybeee got put on the discord?

8/16/23, 8/25/23.

GREAT now I'm moving on to campaign 2.

My favorite? My favorite piece of artwork so far? It's of a one-off npc, the garlic princess. I was studying old strawberry shortcake designs for her. It was a lot of fun.

9/10/23

My other favorites? Probably any art of Tandy

1/2/23 || 1/2/23

I also really enjoy these unfinished sketches: the first being a wildes-influenced lu, inspired by butterflies and gemstones; the second being Toni and a Wyrd sister ("thats no angel.png"); the third being halloween outfit designs; and the fourth being aoife and toni going clubbing in the wildes;

7/11/21, 10/11/22, 9/2/23 || 1/26/24

As for unposted sketches? Oh boy, I've got a lot more for this campaign. So much that I have reached the image limit per post, whoops. I'll add them in a reblog.

[vasyandii]

PLEASE DRAW KONIG PLEASE OLEASE OLEASE OLEASE OLEWWAAASE /J okay serious question time. What does Nak and Krueger do in their free time (if they even have any lol)?

Creator Notes: Stylus is at Home on vacation atm, Krueger will be drawing for today (He didn't wanna draw his cousin)

Hi Beller [starts beating you up] Thanks for the Ask- I've already answered the question somewhat in a previous ask (I should probably make a Masterlist) however Bc I like answering asks I'll actually expand more on it since there's new ideas for them

Honestly? If they aren't on cleaning duty for doing stupid shit, They would be doing stupid shit LMAO-

They would go on walks to look for stuff on the ground, "Five cool rocks/leaves, then we go home" type of deal.

Sparring if they're on base, Nak is really good at Muay Thai and Brazilian Jiu Jitsu while Krueger's fighting style is probably Boxing/Street Adjacent. I feel like they're pretty even despite Krueger having the height and weight advantage?

Snuggling, Self explanatory, sometimes they're too tired to do anything so they just cuddle and talk.

Watching Movies at home. Nak didn't watch alot of movies growing up other than like Disney and such when she was 8-10, so they put one on to just talk during it like;

-Pointing at the screen, "You like that guy?"

-"No, he's an ass. "

-chuckling"He's Handsome, No? He looks like me."

-"He does not."

-"Why don't you like him?"

-"I don't see why he's so mean to his kids."

[30 minutes later]

-"Did you have to wear lederhosen like that when you were younger?"

-"..No."

-"...🤨"

-" Yes. And I looked stupid."

-"I'm sure you did."

[30 minutes later]

-"OH MY GOD?"

-"Yeah."

-"Nazis."

-"Yup."

-"..Jesus."

-"What'd you expect, Phayvanh? They mentioned it earlier."

-"Well I didn't think they were going to actually play out that bit! I thought it was going to be an offhand thing!"

[They were watching The Sound Of music]

If you made it this far, thank you for reading :3 I'm trying to answer as many asks as I can so sorry if they're a little late.

[0saippua]

GOBSHITE'S ADVENTURES - PART 3

(PART 1 & PART 2)

8) La discussion civilisée se poursuit

Sit down, your favorite story about dumb chump is about to continue.

After the long, tiring, useless and hollow debate from the 2 earlier parts, the same old claptrap wheels continued to grind by new response from chucklefuckle:

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✉️ CHUCKLEFUCK: I have yet to hear a Reason behind the decline, so far (REALLY?), all I hear is Excuses, and entertainment can go both ways, but to be fair, it’s probably in the Genes by now and I don’t mean Mine, so I highly suggest you take these conversations seriously instead of being either selfish, lazy or/and greedy. Why do you claim my project is free then when it is in fact a Collaboration? Again, the only type of persons who would say such a thing before even hearing my offer out are those who are selfish, lazy or/and greedy, TBH, I really wish you aren't one of them, the MLP Fandom is infested with too much already and so far, 1 in 200 or 300 are even close of being worthy of the title Brony, believe me when I said so, I've tried. Don’t think you’re the only one I confronted about this, and admittedly, most of the people in Fandom really are Criminals, they just follow the thought/trends of “Since there’s many people are doing it so it must be Legal” when it’s not, however, I do not believe that ALL the Fans of the franchise are bad people, Mostly Yes but not All, lastly, if the OC’s truly are Original, as in NOT “Inspired” by other Copyrighted Franchise then that’s okay, in terms of Laws and Legalization that is, now the only questions is the Intentions behind them.

Confirming you’re indeed not from the UK so that the Laws about Copyrights wouldn’t affect you aren’t Justified Reason enough? Don’t lump me in like the rest of them Fake Artist Wannabe, unlike them, I have been a good Law Abiding Citizen, if you want to draw then draw, I’m not stopping you from doing what you want but I don’t see how and/or why that should be posted if you’re just doing it to show off if it’s related to an Existing Franchise. You called it Harassing, I called it Asking, if you want to play it that way then go Rob a Bank then if you’re fine gaining money Illegally, you Thief (lmao), if you want to call what I'm doing as Harassing, then I can call what you're doing as either Stealing or Extortions. Says the one who’s using MLP for nothing more than Profits, you’d know a lot about Manipulating Techniques now wouldn’t you? I’ve told you, I’m no stranger to Hate’s and Accusations. I’ll accept that as a Compliment then, knowing I do struck a nerve of how true it is that you’re indeed only making MLP Arts for profits, you’re welcome to Prove me wrong BTW, if you can that is. The same Cartoon where you’re or the rest of those Fake Artists trying to take advantage of by using their name 's and Popularity to gaining Profits Illegally? I’d say that’s a very popular Cartoon and Characters, are you in Grade School BTW? Because then these arguments would make so much sense, and I don’t mean me included since I am already old enough to have a Job. Just being clear, there are people that think I like to delay replying just because I can, but I’m not that low nor Free of time. I didn’t, like I said, you’re the one who’s being Dramatic and making things Personal, all I ever wanted from anyone is their help to make this project of mine a reality, I didn’t say you aren’t a “Great Character” but you aren’t Proving to be one either based on all of your declination of my offer/project, BTW, I’m from Malaysia so English isn’t my first Language. If that were true, you wouldn't be posting those MLP Pics online and demanding Moneys for them now would you? Or is there another reason behind the Posting and Profiting of MLP Franchise? I've told you, we still have a VERY LONG conversation ahead of us.

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Sure thing.

These chats were good entertainment for me and some of my friends but god honestly, one can take only so much stupid for one day/week/month. I swear, the arguments between me and my 2 year old niece about drawing to the wallpapers or throwing diapers out the window have had more fuel in them than this shit.

My lack of fuel was present on the response I farted for the garbage:

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✉️ SOAP: Aren’t gonna even argue about this shit since nothing seems to go trough your skull. This shit is getting slowly just tiring and annoying. I did you a favor and removed all of my art from my account so you can sleep your night with dry sheets without need to worry about me gaining a half penny by posting them on public or cartoon ponies being misused. Horay!

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I kind of lost my interest on inkbunny at this point (partly thanks to chucklefuck and partly because it really wasn't site for me), so I decided to remove the art, wipe off the profile page junk and other content and planned to remove my account at some point.

9) final chapter where little red riding hood goes home and 3 little pigs are turned into ribs

I received one more response before I kind of gave up the hopeless ass debate since shit was getting just fucking tiring and the argument had turned into bizarre shittery I struggled to even follow.

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✉️ CHUCKLEFUCK: There's something wrong with Everyone, you and me are No Exception, I don’t believe in something called “Perfection”, anyway, you’re the one who claims my messages are “Entertaining”, not my fault you decided to push someone’s who simply won’t give up without a Good Reason first AND that are Very Passionate in MLP and Arts their buttons. You do actually, you posted those Pics to gain attention, now you have Mine, and I don’t let someone who uses MLP for their own Benefits off very Easily. In short, I’ll treat you the same way you have/will treat me. you posted those MLP pics without thinking of the consequences, and you want to talk about dangerous now?

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I have heard of the serious ass consequences about uploading pictures of Donald Duck bonking Scrooge to the duckrump, but never abt the severe consequences of uploading/crafting pony arts. Spooky!

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✉️ CHUCKLEFUCK: Seeing them in person makes a lot of difference than arguing with them online, by the sounds of it, maybe you should take a walk in the Real World instead. You did YOURSELF a favor, we both know you’re not doing this to save anyone but yourself, if you are then prove it, you really think deleting those MLP Pics mean they won’t exist anymore? If so then you’re even more Naive than I am.

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Gobshite apparently decided that I removed the art because I wanted to hide my cartoon pony shaped war crimes against humanity and jumped into some wild ass conclusion about my motives and how I can't hide from the chucklefuck and shit.

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I know you exist BECAUSE of those pics, I know you can do MLP because of those Pics you posted, if not then you won’t even hear from me in the first place but now you do, and how’s that “Half Penny” working out for you? Also, This is the Internet, just because you delete them in Inkbunny doesn’t mean they’re not available elsewhere, like for example:- https:// twitter.com/ saippuaku It's typically a weakness that all of those who enjoys attentions which normally have Over-Inflated Ego would have. You can also delete them there if you wanted to, just know I have Full Screenshot of that entire Page, don't believe me? here's the proof - https://mega.nz/folder/UOxAwbQA#P5-bk3tLXO5kKPtLdPN8lw For what it's worth, I really hope you're not one of "Those" type of People.

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Sure thing.

Right now the link goes to empty folder but at time it included screenshots of my social media accounts full of my ponycrimes (art).

At this point shit turned kind of creepy. Arguing like fucking idiot is one thing, but archiving my shit as proof of something (ponycrimes) was something else.

Friend, who I updated about the clodpole's replies, was starting to get actually lil concerned about chuchklefuck (again turbo secret name):

Being lil tired of this shit as well, I decided to follow friend's advice with lazy route and banned chucklefuck's account. Honestly, I wouldn't have minded to leave fuckface to argue alone on private messages since I had no plans to stay on the site, but honestly, this goofer was digging blood from his nose as we say here.

Of course blocking fucklecuckers account didn't stop the parade. Chucklefuck had to return once more to poop his last brilliant comment behind other username to say something that would make me feel like idiot (and him feel like he achieved something with this nonsensical debate).

Sure thing.

Eventually I removed my account and got rid of the asscrab.

Out of my morbid curiosity and because im lil asshole, I wanted to test something. I made new account with some smooth kawaii name and told friend to draw me some notorious mlp pony that I posted to my new turbo secret account.

For fucking no one's surprise, this account soon got lil too familiar message from our old friend, chucklefuck (account doesn't exist anymore so i arent gonna censor shit):

Replying to this shit could have brought up another brilliant 6 page long debate but we have got enough of that shit so no thanks.

For no one's surprise, chucklefuck's accounts were soon banned from inkbunny. I was little surprised no one had kicked the moron out of the site earlier if the level of the debate was as shit as it was with me. Dude had account on art site only to garble and harass people drawing mlp art.

TL;DR: In the end, I haven't seen chucklefuck since the banhammer did its job and good so. Lets never meet again, schlong. Also fuck u.

The lesson in this mess of a story is A) If someone grinds your gears or rustles your jimmies, don't be scared to block the asshole B) you don't owe people shit C) draw ur own ass content instead of weaseling that task for some strangers by calling the imho questionable division of work "collaboration".

[flowersandbirdsflyingfree]

Hello! Can I get a postal matchup, please? :3

I am pretty social, however I prefer to spend time alone! I care about others a lot… To an unhealthy amount honestly but I'm working on it! I care too much about what others feel and think and it's tiring, I just want to be selfish and care about myself sometimes even if it sounds mean. I also love being mentioned/involved in things, it makes me feel liked!

People call me funny! Well it all depends because everyone has a different sense of humor! But I am most of the time unserious and I love to joke around, serious situations are stressful so I prefer to be joyful, but I do like talking about serious topics (sometimes) Like I said before I love to make people smile and laugh with my jokes and overall make them happy with my presence.

My humor is definitely not for everyone, it's mostly the humor of a 12 y/o kid which can be annoying to some people lmao. I apologize A LOT, I apologize so much that it might too annoying but I always feel a sense of guilt inside of me. I'm also VERY sensitive and worry about everything. Ah and I'm pretty dumb and I am not trying to insult myself I am just silly hehe and I'm okay with that. Oh and Im very clumsy

People know that I am horny 24/7, like I said earlier I have a humor of a 12 y/o so there are a lot of sex jokes. I am very interested in nsfw things, kinks etc, I am the "horny" friend

Someone can be mad at me a bit and I would about to cry already. Cute things makes me also want to cry… Overall like I said I am very sensitive. I feel guilty about everything 24/7 even if I shouldn't feel guilty

I am VERY lazy and I'm often unmotivated to do many things. Also I have big anger issues

I LOVE LOVE horror and scary things I love to eat food! especially sweet things I also love cute things! Plushies, pink, clothes and other cute things! I just love it so much! I love acting cute and being cute! I like games very much (I suck at them), art, anime, drawing and psychology! When it comes to music I love energetic ones! I also love voice acting and overall acting! People say im good at it :3 When acting I usually play comic relief characters. I can also make a "cutesy" voice I dislike cooking

Appearance: Around 156 cm height Chubby brown eyes chin length wavy hair with bangs round glasses

I'm sorry if its too long! feel free to ignore it!

Thank you so much for your attention and I hope you have a great day/night!

Hi!! You’re so sweet and I hope you have a bright week ahead! The more I get info wise helps me add more details for fun!

With all of that said, I match you with…

Movie Dude

Ohhh what did he do to deserve you? He wonders to himself since you are THE sweetest person he knows. After a lifetime of sucking lemons, he has something good in his life to cherish

He tries to play Mr. Macho when you put on your cutesy charms to try and impress you. Keyword is try. He's a fucking disaster.

This is a Dude who will be gentle on you. He has no need to hide his soft spot for you. You're so adorable he's internally kicking his legs over you. Definitely expresses romance in the classic ways.

For some reason, he seems like he'd be the kind to arrange a picnic dinner date. Sure, he ends up spilling his drink all over himself. And he chases around a bird who stole the bag of chips (stupid motherducker). But after all that goes down, there is a sweetness in the way he spoils you the rest of the date. You lean on his shoulder and watch the sun melt the sky into its twilight canvas and all feels right with the world. Oh, and he surprises you with a cute little individual cake to share!

The two of you vibe together with your silly nature! His sense of humor is no different than yours. Dude is a playful lover who always knows just how to make you smile! And you definitely help him smile more. He could really loosen up a bit more about life, so you're just the one he looks up to

Oh, you're on the more hornier side of things? Well, he does get frustrated easily. He'll never turn down the offer to relieve all that pent-up pressure. If you tease him, he'll fluster a bit easily. Though there's a chance Dude will counter-flirt until things get too heated. He's a service top.

He is also a bit clumsy with things. When he has a bad day, it's REAL bad! And usually due to knocking himself into serious bad luck. Coming home to you is literally the best part of the day so he can finally be at peace with his favorite person! If you were having a bad day yourself, he'd be gentle

Dude is a chicken. You can show him horror! He'll put on the "I'm a badass" persona but it lasts like 5 seconds until he screeches at a cryptid

If he ever saw you in a situation where there are multiple aggressors, he will stand up for you no hesitation. He will take initiative if you need him to. Think how pissed off he was during the job interview scene but about a billion times angrier

He sucks at video games too (he sucks at a lot of things generally speaking). He rage quits pretty badly so maybe stick with co-op games and Kirby. They're easy enough to where he can have fun. He did try Wii-Sports once and it didn't end well...

Acts of Service is a huge way all Postal Dudes express their love. And this guy is no exception. In fact, I'd argue he's the best at taking care of you. Dude gets frustrated at a lot. But never you. So don't ever be afraid to tell him what you need. He'll drop anything to come to you as his first priority.

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The Siren Song of Devil's Peak

yes I am using this drawing as a cover image again lmao it cracks me up and I didn't feel like making something else. I think it's still rather fitting ✏

"Welcome back, Captain" Ada greeted as Faith stepped through the door of the Unreliable, her companions not far behind her.

Faith had been more quiet than usual.

She didn't want to be here, didn't want to be alone with her thoughts. The stillness of her room had been suffocating. She had been spending more and more days away, wandering anywhere she could on Monarch.

Her friends, however, were tired.

They needed a break, food, for Ellie to make sure they weren't falling apart. Faith needed it, too, but her body wouldn't let her stop. She was ready to head back out.

"Hey Boss," Felix chimed "are you feeling-"

"I'm fine" Faith cut him off sharply, immediately looking down in shame. "I'm sorry."

"Cap, we're worried about you. You need to rest" Parvati said, her tone more concerned than usual.

"I'll be fine, I need to go back out there."

"For what? Boss, you need to stop. We have to talk about this" Felix interjected.

"We don't have to talk about anything. You two get some rest, I'll see if Nyoka and Ellie-"

"No!" Felix's worry was turning into frustration "look, I'm sorry but.. I don't want you to get hurt. You can't keep running away."

"Cap.." Parvati was softer now "you're not in a good way and this isn't healthy."

Faith knew they were right. She was avoiding the fact she had to confront the problem in front of her sooner or later. That's why she won't sit still, why she keeps running headfirst into the Monarch wilds against everyone's warning.

Can't feel how much pain she's in if she's too distracted defending herself from things trying to kill her from all angles.

"Cap, you need to sort this mess out. I know he hurt you, but.. you and Max need to talk about this."

"Hah!" Felix was annoyed "you mean Max needs to come down here and apologize for being an ass. Boss, why are we even keeping him around after the way he lied to you?"

"Felix, I don't wanna.." Faith began but trailed off.

Because I don't want him to leave.

"At least talk to us about it. We're your best friends and we want what's best for you." She knew Felix was being sincere.

"Yeah, Cap. We're family, we don't want you goin' through this alone."

Faith didn't know what to say. She appreciated how much her crew, her friends, were trying to help her. Her heart was just in so much pain. She was confused, scared, she didn't really know what she wanted.

I want Max.

"I.. I.." she was trying. "Thank you.."

"Captain," Ada's voice rang through "you have a call coming in from Devil's Peak Station."

Parvati and Felix glanced at each other nervously.

"Hey Boss.. maybe you shouldn't take that call.." Felix began to say, anxiously rubbing the back of his neck.

"Why? Hiram's my friend" Faith was surprised at her companions reactions.

"Well, yeah.. but.." Parvati was trying to think of what to say "last time you were hidin' out there, you and Mister Blythe were gettin' real close.."

Faith was waiting to see where this conversation was leading.

"We just think that maybe.. havin' him in the picture is makin' things.."

"Worse" Felix butted in.

"Well, No! I mean.. not worse.. just.. complicated?" Parvati's voice cracked.

Faith stood there in silence, crossing her arms. Her friends were babbling, unsure of how to get their point across gently.

"Boss, please just listen to us on this one" Felix finally said.

"There's a lot of hurt and raw emotions in the air right now. We just think the closer you get to that Broker fella.."

"Everything is going to be fine" Faith finally spoke "Hiram and I are.. just friends."

Why did I hesitate?

Felix and Parvati noticed, giving each other another worried glance.

What are they so worked up about? Faith thought, walking away to answer the call.

They're acting like I'm gonna fall for the guy or something.

We're just friends.. Right?

Her heart was beating hard now.

Oh stars..

She answered the call and Hiram's face popped up on the screen.

Dammit.

"Ah, Captain! There you are. Thought for a moment you may have forgotten about me."

The snark in his voice would have been of annoyance to others, but she had come to learn this was him being rather playful. In his own way, of course.

"I could never, Hiram."

"Are you still on Monarch by any chance?"

"Suppose I am, what would The Great Broker ever want with me? Need someone to get their hands dirty for you again?"

She knew how to play right back.

Hiram flashed her a small smile, immediately finding his serious face again.

"Come to my station, will you? I want to speak to you directly."

"Oh! How unusual of you to want to do business in person" Faith teased, unsure why she was trying to sound her flavor of freelance professional, Felix and Parvati's little talk was making her nervous.

"Let me get my crew and-"

"No" Hiram said sternly "I wish to speak to you." He swallowed, trying to keep his cool.

"Alone."

"Sounds a little dangerous doesn't it?" Faith rarely went anywhere without backup.

"You've done it before. Just to seek me out. All by your lonesome, might I add" he gave her a subtle grin "be a doll and do this for me, yes? I'll be expecting you."

Hiram hung up before Faith could get another word in.

Sly bastard.

Faith turned back towards the door, already knowing Parvati and Felix were still standing there. Waiting with concern. Knowing better than to leave their captain alone again in fear of what trouble she might get herself into next.

Fuck.

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Guys I basically hate everything I'm making right now, drawing, writing, etc. and it's all taking a million years to make just to be disappointed with the results SO I'm taking an indulgent and stupid break to spit out my thoughts about the FE3H lads' vices of choice (in terms of what they may imbibe to take the edge off). Also I'm tired and doing this super off-the-cuff, so if I forget someone or my takes are shit or w/e... i dunno, mea culpa I guess.

big ol' TW for drug & alcohol use so skip this one if you don't vibe with booze and/or smoking of various types (nothing too hard tho lmao no one's shooting up or anything on this post). As a disclaimer since this whole post might make me seem super pro-drugs lmao: I am into having your vices and letting them help get you through the day to a healthy and controlled extent.

Also, I guess this is sort of modern au?? FE3H's setting is wildly anachronistic, but I'm pretty sure they wouldn't have things like modern cigarettes, or edibles as we know them. Just. Roll with it ig.

Honestly this was inspired by a guy I used to hook up with before I met my husband who smoked and because of him I briefly developed a pavlovian response where I'd become aroused by the scent of cigarettes so shout-out to you, Dan- hope you're doing good somewhere you dumb, handsome bastard

Vices:

Linhardt- he's open to a lot, as a naturally curious type, but he's particularly fond of hookah. He finds the experience meditative and calming, and it's honestly best if someone keeps an eye out and makes sure he doesn't fall asleep with the coals still burning. But having a pipe in hand while reading on a quiet evening is just unmatched.

Hubert- obviously his canon vice is coffee, which he naturally takes black (at most, perhaps a splash of milk). That said, while he doesn't have an addictive streak, he will have a cigarette here and there when the stress is getting to him and he needs to stay focused. Other than that, he of course will partake in wine when it's expected of him at events, but he doesn't overly enjoy it.

Ferdinand- he enjoys wine both as a social experience, and as a true connoisseur; he's constantly scouting out which sellers have gotten ahold of something rare and exotic, and has no compunctions about paying a good deal of money for a valuable bottle. However, he dramatically overestimates his own alcohol tolerance.

Caspar- pretty much lives completely clean, unless food and over-exercise can be considered vices (which many would say they could). He tried Lin's hookah once and he coughed so much that he wrote off smoking across the board. Totally doesn't get things like "acquired tastes" when it comes to drinks, either- why bother with something you don't like right off the bat?

Dimitri- as a function of growing up at the height of society, he's of course expected to drink socially and know just enough about fine wines and liquors to serve appropriately high-quality drink to guests and dignitaries. However, he's a very dramatic and sad drunk, on the rare occasions he lets himself get that far. Frankly, he should probably just try weed.

Felix- he keeps his vices pretty under control, as lack of control makes him feel on-edge. Similar to Caspar, his 'vice' is more about drowning his anxieties in training and exercise. That said, he'll sometimes nurse a cigarette for a while, mostly to keep his mouth and hands busy- it's a fidgeting habit more than anything.

Sylvain- he's made a conscious effort to familiarize himself with and build a tolerance to just about anything that's consumed socially. Passing a joint, pouring a drink, taking shots, anything that adds to that socially-acceptable party vibes, he's ready to jump on-board. Left to his own preferences though, he likes a good whiskey, but like, the softer, smoother ones that go down easy.

Ashe- he doesn't look it, but having grown up in a rough situation and having to rub elbows with some unsavory types, he does have a respectable tolerance for most of your standard substances- though he's mostly only ever taken them to be "polite." But he knows his body and knows to keep alert.

Dedue- can appreciate coffee, but is potently aware of the disadvantages of caffeine addiction, so he keeps it moderate. He can also appreciate hookah, and similarly to Linhardt, finds it to be a soothing and calm activity that doesn't impair his judgement or cognition significantly.

Claude- pretty open minded overall, and is in support of indulging in moderate hedonism as long as it never puts you at a disadvantage. His preferred indulgence is weed, and in particular, he can really enjoy a well made edible. He's very picky about who he imbibes with, however- he doesn't trust just anyone while he may be in a slightly compromised state and more likely to say something he otherwise wouldn't.

Lorenz- he's as much a wine aficionado as any true noble would be, of course, and has memorized all the usual talking-points thereof. He considers it distasteful to become visibly inebriated, however. He also definitely owns a collection of elaborate and expensive tobacco pipes that have almost never been used.

Ignatz- he's fairly clean, and will nurse a single drink throughout an evening in social settings. He's heard that many famous artists have found inspiration in "broadening their minds," but he finds the loss of control intimidating. To be honest though, he also should probably try weed, this is a man with an anxiety disorder if I ever saw one.

Raphael- probably hasn't had many opportunities to get extremely experimental, but he does absolutely love a good beer or ale (or several beers or ales), preferably alongside a hearty meal or vast array of snacks. He considers it just part of enjoying a feast, a perfect accent to the food.

Jeralt- his love of booze is canon, of course, but he is generally open minded about such things and is willing to partake in whatever takes the edge off after a big job. He has decent tolerance, but has a habit of ignoring when he might be pushing a little too far, basically willfully ignoring his own limits.

Seteth- canonically, Nabateans have high alcohol tolerance (if Seteth's mention of it to Manuela is anything to go off of), so I imagine this extends to most foreign substances. That said, he does enjoy the earthy flavor of a well-worn tobacco pipe, and will sometimes unwind with it after a long work day.

Also on a personal note, modern au Seteth in a business suit smoking a cigarette makes horny brain go brrrrrrrrrr

Jeritza- he stays totally clean, as he deeply dislikes the sensation of losing control. He lives with the constant shadow of the thought that any lapse will trigger the Death Knight, and knows he can't risk such a thing outside of the battlefield.