#i draw them sm but i wanna do more big pieces with em

[cartoonkitten]

"Welcome to Earth! … Peace!"

"Yes, I know I’m on Earth.."

[sanchoyo]

5, 6, 16, 17, and 50 :3c

5. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 

no. I used to, but my cat is a MENACE!! who tries to ATTACK THEM and will tear them up (despite having pLENTY of soft toys to play with. smh. its like..she cant tell the difference between 'soft toy she is allowed to chew' and 'soft toy that is MINE'...cat sized brain -_-...) so now the stuffed animals stay on the Shelf or Dresser, and I simply cuddle my cat like she is a little baby when its sleeping time instead. and shes gotta accept it bc shes the reason i do not have plushies on the bed anymore....take responsibility miss zilla....😤

6. Do you prefer drawing or writing? 

ohhh hard question. it rly depends on my mood ngl. I love doing both! I ...think if I HAD to pick. I'd choose writing actually... its a bit less time consuming and easier lately. this answer could change in a week tho :")

16. Want any tattoos? What of? 

yeah!! I already have one I lowkey wanna get removed bc it was impulsive and im bored of it LMAO but id wanna replace it with a birth of venus tribute, and I kinda want one sleeve thats ocean + nature themed, and one sleeve that's...vaguely rococo themed with lil tributes to other stuff I love too (omg a lil cinnamoroll tat would b so cute, possibly some pokemon and a lil masha too??) and I have HAD a tmm tat concept sketched out forever but it'd be a bigger piece, so im not sure WHERE id get it on my body, possibly...a chest/collar area placement would be ideal.... hm. also ive always wanted a lil something around my ankle, maybe a floral piece or smth. or a lil dragon around my ankle for poor 17 yr old me who threw a FIT over not being allowed to get a tat at that age HAHA shout-out to them bc that was funny asf looking back. anyway YES I want more tats but Money u know. :")

17. Want any piercings? Where? 

look I respect and love the way they look on other ppl but No none for me. i used to have my ears pierced but let them grow in. im lowkey very anxious/paranoid that if I got any piercings someone would try to fight me and Rip Them Out and its very irrational but very Scary to think abt. (or that theyd be around my mouth and get caught on food and id swallow them or smth kjadsfhkj) my paranoia simply Wont Allow it. But again. they are VERY cool on other ppl, esp the more alternative/big ones!! i love to see em 🥺

50. Wild Card. Any question, ask away. 

ohh wait does this question mean i..come up with a question for myself lol?? or am I misreading. anyway im choosing to make this question 'what drawings are u working on rn' bc I want to Ramble abt that. I am CURRENTLY working on (4) diff magical girl drawings bc im putting together a mini magical girl zine + coloring book :) im having fun!! and should be posting previews within the next week or so if all goes according to schedule.... after I finish that I also want to draw a blue knight + ichigo drawing with some cute redesigns I did forever ago hehe :3 very excited for tmmn s2.....aaaaa they are so cute im literally like...getting so happy just seeing screenshots and new fanart of them i love them sm.....

tysm for asking jace!!!! <333

[k-renne]

I’M ON FIRE

SUMMARY: You worked at the same restaurant as Pale did, and though you had heard a lot from him he was not someone that you had met properly and for good reason. Something about Pale was dangerous, but the question is whether you can stay away

WARNING: SM*T, lots of cursing

TAGS: @thecurlycaptain, @babbushka, @adamsnackdriver, @dreamboatdriver

You knew from the moment you saw him that you were in trouble, the manager at the restaurant you waitressed at who burned at a 110 degrees at all time, better known as Pale. You made the unfortunate mistake of locking eyes with him while he was yelling at someone at the phone, and he paused his call just to make a remark, “What are you staring at honey get back to fuckin’ work! This ain’t no chain restaurant ya gotta job to do.”

“Sorry!” You squeaked out, very intimidated by the man who was currently staring you down. His eyes raked your form shamelessly, and he had more words for you that he wanted to say but he was putting out one hell of a fucking fire.

All your coworkers warned you not to get in his way, but you had no idea just what you had coming.

Later when you were putting on your jacket to leave your shift, Pale finds you. “C’mere, I just wanna talk to you.” He pulls you aside.

“Okay,” You say softly, looking down.

“Hey what are ya looking at the fuckin’ ground for, my eyes are up here. I said we’re just gonna talk don’t fuckin’ get your panties in a twist. I ain’t gonna fire you. I gotta know who’s workin’ here, you gotta know me. You need anything you fucking call me alright?”

“Alright, but I really don’t have much time. I need to make the last bus back.” You looked up at him and met his fiery gaze, resisting the urge to look right back down. At least you weren’t getting fired, that was a relief. Yet being so close to this man made you feel dangerous.

“Don’t even fuckin’ worry about it, I gotta a car. Ya need I ride, I’ll drive you but I’m not fucking done here. Now let’s go outside, feel like I’m in a fuckin’ oven,” Pale pulled at his shirt, trying to air it out.

He lit up a cigarette as you followed him to the alleyway, leaning up against the brick of the restaurant. “What the fuck I told ‘em to take out the garbage earlier, lobster will fuckin’ stink up the whole place. Now I gotta be the fuckin’ garbage man too. You mind sitting in my car honey, I can’t fuckin’ stand it over here.”

“Yeah, yeah I don’t like it either,” You wrinkled your nose.

Pale’s car smelled like cigarettes, alcohol, and cologne. But it was pretty clean otherwise and your ass was thankful to be sitting down. “So what’s your name, how long have you been here. Swear I know every fucking one in this goddamn place but I ain’t never seen you here before. I would’ve fuckin’ remembered a girl like you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean, a girl like me?” You questioned.

“Oh you want me to fuckin’ spell it out? With that piece of ass? Sweetheart, I don’t know how you couldn’t be fuckin’ aware of this, if you got a man I’d bet he’d get in a lot of fuckin’ fights with you lookin’ like that.”

“Looking like what? Maybe I do want you to spell it out.” You challenged him, which you knew was a bad idea. You knew what he meant, but you couldn’t help but let the words slip out. Talking with him was exciting, addicting, you could see the muscled under his silk shirt and you were tempted. You had a pretty good idea of what a man like Pale could do to you. And with those hands of his? He had to have a huge dick, no doubt about it.

“Oh so you have a smart fuckin’ mouth on ya now? Where was that when you couldn’t even fuckin’ look at me earlier. Geez, you really are somethin’, got me all fucking riled up now and I still don’t know your fuckin’ name huh. I should fuckin’ know your name or else I’m gonna have to find some way else to get your attention and I got a feelin’ ya won’t like it honey.”

You decide to toy with him a little more, because you wanted to hear what he really thought about you, “I’ll give you my name, but I wanna know just what you think I look like,” You crossed your arms.

“Oh there you fuckin’ go now-look at that you’re just makin’ it fucking worse, presenting your tits like a fucking slut. Fuckin’ hell, makin’ me fuckin’ feel on fire. You know what I fucking think? I see a slut who needs to get fucked real good, and honey I don’t like being fucking teased.” Pale raised his voice, leaning in towards you.

You sucked in a breath, “My name is Y/N.” You held your tongue from apologizing again, because he had shut you right up with that. You couldn’t help but feel aroused with his words, something about him just made you feel a certain way and you just knew he was a man who could take care of things.

Pale grinned at you, “Y/N, I like the fuckin’ sound of that.” And he leaned in for a brief kiss. “You really got me riled up you know that? I’m fucking hard as a rock over here, you wanna do this I’ll take you to your place and we’ll have a little fun. But don’t fuckin’ lie to me I don’t want ya to do somethin’ you don’t want. I can drop you off and fucking say nothin’ about it no more.”

“You can come over Pale, I wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable,” You placed your hand on his thigh.

Pale hissed, “Well that ain’t fuckin’ helpin’, just let me drive to your place or else I’ll fuck you right there in the alleyway next to the stinkin’ fishes, let everyone in the restaurant hear your slutty fuckin’ moans.”

You draw your hand back at that, maybe another time in a place that wasn’t right near your place of work. But this time you didn’t have the same courage to be so shameless.

Pale however, will touch you in any way he wants during the drive even if he doesn’t give you the same courtesy. Already he’s taking control of the situation, his hand heavy on your thigh before he starts sliding it up your skirt. You were sure that if you weren’t wearing stockings he’d finger you.

“Fuck I can feel how wet your cunt is, fucking slut I bet you were just waiting for me to fuck ya, huh?” Pale rubs you over your panties at the red light, resting his hand against your inner thigh when the light turns green.

“Mmm, yes Pale,” You say breathily, trying to grind your hips and get more friction.

“Oh you fuckin’ were, well maybe I’ll give your slutty cunt what it wants but it’s on my fuckin’ terms alright?”

“Okay” You nodded, it was an easy decision. You liked a man who could take control.

“Jesus fuck-when’s the last time you’ve been fucked honey? I can see your fuckin’ nipples through that fuckin’ blouse of yours, that bra don’t do shit.”

“It’s uh, been a good few months,” You flushed.

“Hmph, I’ll show you a really fuckin’ good time then,” Pale said confidently.

You couldn’t help but gaze at his crotch, “You’re really big,” Your eyes widened. Just like you hoped, you could tell and you were right.

“Yeah? You’re fuckin’ right, bet that gets your slutty pussy wet ain’t it.” Pale rubbed you again over your tights and you moaned. “That’s fuckin’ right you moan for me, perfect fuckin’ sound right there, not fuckin’ fake like a porno. Only a real slut can fuckin’ moan like that.”

“Is this it? What a real shit hole, at least there’s a fuckin’ place to park.” Pale commented when you got to your place.

He was all but dragging you up to your apartment, breathing down your neck as you fumbled with your keys. “Give them to me I’ll do it,” Pale grabs your keys from you, easily turning them in one smooth motion. He chucked them on your counter, shaking his head at how small your place was as he hung up his jacket. You turned on a light and his attention was back on you in an instant.

He pulled you into his arms and kissed you, hand sliding down to grab a handful of your ass. “Where’s your fucking bed, I ain’t wastin’ time here,” Pale asked.

You pointed and he picked you up over his shoulder, “This is unnecessary!” You protested.

“You’re too fuckin’ slow, I’ll show you what’s fuckin’ necessary when I stuff your slutty cunt.”

Once Pale had you on the bed, just fucking laying right there like a present for him, he knew he wasn’t gonna be able to take his time. Not this time at least. He settled on top of you, kissing your lips, kissing your neck, savoring the feeling of your soft skin. He was really good kisser too, but right now you wanted a lot more than just kissing.

“Please Pale-I can’t wait.”

“That fuckin’ desperate for my cock huh? Maybe I wanna see those tits first, bras can be so fuckin’ misleadin’ these days.” Pale talked as he unbuttoned your blouse, his dick fucking hard as ever when he saw the lace against your skin. But it had to come off, and this time he was not disappointed. “Fuck look at these tits, just askin’ for a squeeze.” It was the first fuckin’ thing he noticed about you, and his dick sure was happy for him to have his hands on ‘em.

Pale kissed between your tits, groping them and sucking at your skin. He tugged a hard nipple between his teeth before lathing it over with his hot mouth. His skin was so hot against yours it felt like he had some sort of fever. So hot you were unzipping your skirt and trying to get it off.

“You’re really tryin’ to get me to be rough on ya takin’ off your clothes like that, I got news for you honey I’m always gonna be fuckin’ rough and your slutty cunt is gonna like it. Can’t hold back-fuck, it’s been too fuckin’ long.”

Pale helped you peel your tights of your legs, sliding his hand against your skin on the way down. He fuckin’ loved a good pair of legs, underrated part of a woman if you asked him. He wanted to feel those thighs spread wide underneath him, just ready to get fucked. “Look at this fuckin’ thing it barely covers your pussy, fuckin’ soaked by now,” He pulled down your thong, you know fully naked before him.

“It’s too fuckin’ hot, I’m takin’ this suit off so it doesn’t get fuckin’ ruined. It’s already fuckin’ ruined but I don’t wanna ruin it no more.”

“You still looked nice.” He was down to his wife beater now, and with the way it hugged his chest you couldn’t wait to see what was underneath. His cock was straining through his pants, looking obscene once he was down to his briefs - you could see the tip making a gap between the waistband, just waiting to be free.

“I appreciate the sentiment but it doesn’t fuckin’ matter, have to get the thing dry cleaned anyways. I fuckin’ hate the cleaners, bunch of assholes over there shrinkin’ ya clothes.”

It made you smile, you sat up in bed and beckoned him over. Kissing him open mouthed as you ran a hand up his bare chest, Pale laying you back against the sheets as he took you in his arms-prying your legs apart under him. You glanced down at his cock, it was so big you knew what he meant when he talked about stuffing you.

Pale’s thick fingers slid into your entrance, “Look it how fuckin’ wet you are huh, such a fuckin’ slut gettin’ your juices all over my fingers. Tell me you want my cock, I wanna fuckin’ hear it from your slutty lips.”

“I-I want your cock Pale,” You looked up at him, strands of his hair starting to fall over his eyes.

He pressed his cock against your entrance, “Jesus you’re fuckin’ tight.” His cock pressed up against your walls and filled any empty space that was left, stretching you to your limit.

“And you’re fucking huge, oh-” You moaned as he began to move, rubbing inside you just right.

“That’s it fuckin’ relax for me, take the whole fuckin’ thing. I know your slutty cunt can do it, ah fuck-” He grunts as he’s fully seated inside you, right up to his balls. He gives a few slow thrusts, relishes in the sounds you make, before pursuing the pace he know will make him cum.

Your hands are all over him, on his chest, the muscles of his back, his arms and his stomach. “Fuck honey you’re all over me, couldn’t fuckin’ resist this huh, bet it wasn’t even the first time ya were starin’ at me. Now look at you, takin’ my cock like a fuckin’ slut, can’t even shut up with your slutty sounds.”

Pale began to pant as it went on, but he had a lot more stamina than you were used to, and it felt like you could cum just like this. But you were completely caught off guard when Pale switched positions, he had your thighs up and all of the sudden he was reaching about an inch deeper, the tip of his cock rubbing against you in a way that had you seeing stars. “Yeah that’s fuckin’ right, ya can’t say nothin’ like this, I know you’re fuckin’ just lovin’ this. You ain’t never been fucked like this before have ya?”

“Ah mm-no, no Pale,” You barely managed to reply.

“Understand one fuckin’ thing honey, if you’re gonna be a slut you’re fuckin’ my slut. I don’t share with fuckin’ nobody.” Pale talked as he fucked into you, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room.

“Mm-yes, I’m your fuckin’ slut,” You whined.

Pale was quiet for a moment as your cunt clenched around him, just enjoying the feeling of it. He dropped his head against your shoulder, kissed your skin a few times while his hands continued to hold your thighs. “You’re fuckin’ close aren’t you, I want your slutty cunt to cum right on my cock, just like this as I’m fuckin’ you nice and good.”

You could feel your pleasure building and Pale’s words along with all the friction had you on the edge, “Ah-fuck, Pale I’m gonna cum.”

“Right fuckin’ now, cum on my cock sweetheart,” Pale encouraged you. And you came just like he asked, he had a few more minutes in him, a few more words for you before he came. “You did real fuckin’ good you know that? But I’m not done with you, not by a fuckin’ mile.” He rolled on his side to look at you, enjoying how well fucked you were.

Maybe Pale wasn’t done with you, but at least tonight would have to wait. You were passed out a few minutes later while he was talking. “Fuck don’t fall asleep on me, you’re already fuckin’ asleep aren’t you? Gonna have to work on your stamina that’s for fuckin’ sure, no fuckin’ way can this just happen once. Haven’t felt something this good in a long fuckin’ time.”

Pale finally stopped talking once his breath slowed, he decided to close his eyes for just a few minutes but he knocked out right next to you, his arm slung over your waist and his nose pressed against your shoulder, dreaming about the hot shower he was gonna take tomorrow.

[pigeon-doodles]

id love to know more about those hatoful ocs u posted about??? ;;w;; theyre so cute!!! if you dont wanna share thats fine but just know theyre rlly rlly good!! im curious of any one of them has that Hatoful Tragic Backstory, or if theyre just regular students + teacher !

Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you sm!!!!!!!

(I actually love your ocs so much,,,, like I stalk all your Haru content. And seeing you post your hb ocs make me so happy, and inspired me to post mine;;;;)

Surprisingly none of my ocs have a Hatoful Tragic Backstory™ (or even names lol), so I see them as wacky background characters that don’t affect the main story at all.

But, I’ll go more into their personalities and such below:

First of all, there’s this dork. He’s a kingfisher!

He has a very up beat and positive “go get em” attitude and strives for popularity. He’ll talk to everyone and anyone, and will do anything anyone asks, because he thinks it’ll make him cool. He’s constantly running around the school, and doing chores for people (especially for his upper class-men). 

He never thinks ill of people or make enemies but he will declare popular seniors as rivals, but in a “I’m gonna surpass you in popularity (+｀ﾟ∀´)=b” anime-like way.

He also wears orange aviator sunglasses to look cool and for “dramatic” affects.

Next there’s this boi. He’s a house sparrow.

At first glance he seems like a regular dude, he’s always smiling and acts so…average.

And that’s exactly what he wants you to think, because in reality he’s a lonely prick whose only goal in life is to hold a girl’s hand.

He’s actually just a big weeb, and for years he’s been studying the way anime harem protagonists act; from their painfully bland personalities, to their over the top naivety, in hopes that one day he’ll be swarmed with big tittie high-school babes. 

And just as he’s ready to enter high-school, he finds out that he’s going to an all boys academy.

But even though hes accepted the fact that he’s never going to see a real life, high-school girl; he still keeps up the whole “bland anime protagonist” persona because he thinks it’ll make him some friends. But on his first day of school, no one notices or talks him, because he was that uninteresting-looking and extraordinarily ordinary. 

Up next is the token cinnamon roll. He’s a tern.

This boy has almost every single phobia known to man. Sometimes he gets so scared that he just straight up faints, and he has to get his ass dragged to the infirmary. 

If you were to ask him what his biggest dream is, he’d say that he doesn’t dream because he is plagued by nightmares… But his biggest goal is to become an artist. Drawing is the only thing that calms him and let’s him forget about all his irrational fears.

And finally, there’s this asshole. He’s a grouse.

He’s the most disliked teacher in the entire school, nobody likes him; students, teachers, nobody. And no one takes the art elective because of him. He’s really pretentious and he’ll critique anything and everything; from art, clothes, work ethics, ect… 

Teaching is his day job, but on the side he makes and sells art. But not like paintings or charcoal drawings (he actually can’t draw). He creates these sculpture-like pieces, made from recyclable objects he finds in alleyways and straight up trash bins. He’s actually really passionate about his art but, it doesn’t pay the bills… And that’s why he works a teaching job (that he hates). He’s also… homeless and lives in abandoned garage/warehouse, and he’s on the verge of losing his teaching job (bc no one takes his class). Until, one day, three students decide to take his art elective.

So yea, that’s basically them… Thank you for reading!!! 

Oh, but one last thing I’d like to mention, the three birdy boys did meet in art class, but they all joined for different reasons. (haha I stil don’t have names for them but) The tern joined because he actually wants to learn and potentially pursue art and drawing (you know like a normal person who takes art class), the house sparrow joined because he’s a big weeb and wants to draw big tittie anime girls, and the kingfisher joined just because he thinks that learning everything and anything will make him cooler so why not start with art!!!