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i thought of this meme as soon as i read 3.5 but couldn't decide which one looked better so here's both
#marble hornets#marble hornets spoilers#the operator#brian thomas#marble hornets meme#marble hornets brian#marble hornets operator#meme#pikafleets art#i drew the arm there technically
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They have fun-
@intotheelliwoods not the best but I did it for fun, enjoy! :]
#Yes I'm aware more of poptarts arm should be missing#but thats how I drew it in the sketch and I am too lazy to fix it#2 arms left#rottmnt#rottmnt leo#rottmnt future leo#technically?#save rottmnt#my art#This is for the dtiys btw-#Sprout is wearing a weird shirt I have
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my only critique of hi fi rush is that there shouldve been blood. and sure, maybe it wouldve been totally tonally incongruous, but consider this: i want BLOOD.
#chai hi fi rush#hi fi rush#hi fi rush chai#they couldve made it work. gag anime does it all the time.#THEY SHOULDVE ADDED BLOOD BECAUSE ***I*** WANT IT. ME. I THINK I DESERVE IT. JUST A LITTLE BIT EVEN..... AS A TREAT... FOR ME..............#anyways absolutely no one following me is surprised that i drew nosebleed art for chai. this is a classic jem move.#ough. i didnt plan on animating this and i was simultaneously lazy and extra with this.#the arm animation is the laziest part lmao.....#the extra comes from the fact i animated the blink the drip and the hand movement at all.#my art#my animation#holds my head. my bloodlust. is driving me N U T S#also technically i do have a few more criticism than this........ but it mostly boils down to#i wish it was longer and had more character stuff.... more fleshing and chara development and relationship development....#but i get why its not like that tho. its the nature of the game...#anyways.... lies down. spread eagle. punches a straw into a caprisun pouch. that has chais blood. sips.
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I've not held a brush in my hand for months so have a c!dream while I re-familiarize myself with my watercolours again
#ert#dsmp#dsmp fanart#c!dream fanart#c!dream#dreamwastaken#dream fanart#back in 2021 I had a headcanon that he loses his arm during torture and needs a prosthetic and I really wanted to revisit it#technically this is a redraw of a piece I drew back in 2021#I dont even know if I ever posted that one anywhere
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I think the funniest possible direction for post-Season 1 Dale is "Clocks something sus, develops a hero complex towards his abuser, and makes time for her while still ignoring his son."
City Lights AU is a cursed reality where the reason Dev didn't know Vicky abused his dad is because Dale refuses to accept that his ex-BFF is a terrible person. I can make them worse... I will make them worse.
#Fairly OddParents#A New Wish#FOP Vicky#Dale Dimmadome owner of Dimmadome Global#Dev Dimmadome owner of anguish#Toxic lemon duo#City Lights AU#Mark Chang#Red babysitter#FOP fanart#Club Redheads Who Didn't Get Mindwiped#Rotten candy apple ship tag#Lemonade and Papercuts#(Sort of)#The three kids in Panel 1 are Rufus / Jenny / Georgia. Arguably triplets; technically clutchmates. idk snake's name#In Cloudlands AU they live on Yugopotamia (Georgia's crown princess) but in City Lights they're undercover as humans :)#Secret joke: Vicky's always in Yugopotamian form at home because extra arms. She's having a hard time at the party#I didn't draw it but canonically she drops that glass due to trying to put it in a third hand#I drew this because I wrote an L&P scene this week where Dale ran into Cupid and Psyche who didn't wipe his mind#It wasn't my intention b/c I was just making “haha wouldn't that be funny if Psyche runs an adult shop?” jokes but-#Dale DID walk out of there with memory intact and that does technically earn him an invite to Club Red so. whoops.#Anyway this is Dale's first meeting since getting his mind wiped but. Gary changed the sign so he still felt welcome#Georgia Rufus Jenny Aingeal-Ashton#apparently art#FOP:ANW
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First Attempt at drawing sonic and a sketch of Rayman
#The last time i drew him i was nearly 2 years ago so technically its the first attempt this year#rayman#rayman fanart#sonic the hedgehog#sonic fanart#When i draw them together i will be UNSTOPPABLE 😈😈😈😈😈#they would be so cute like actually#sonic#doodles#sketch#sketches#traditional art#my stuff#balls#messy sketch#used a reference for sonic#sonic does NOT look like the version i was going for#and his arm looks off 💔
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Past!Red Baboon and
Past!Long-Armed Gibbon
(Fei Hong and Gibby before their traumatic backstory.)
[The other two of the Four Celestial Primates}
My canon-typical fanfic that takes place after s4 but before s5 that features these characters:
Celestial Primates
Click "keep reading" to see their character info:
Long Armed Gibbon (Gibby):
Personality: She's a tough cookie who's kind of anti-social. She's basically like Bakugo except not as explosive, and more reserved. She thrives from fighting; the fight thrills her. She rarely smiles (usually it's fighting that gets her to smile.) She's more observant than she seems.
Powers: Her arms can stretch and grow really far. Her spiky hair can come off and shoot down like mini-shooting stars. Basic shape-shifting powers. Super strength almost as strong as Wukong's. Can travel to different planets. And random etc. celestial powers.
Physicality: Her clothes are often mostly black. They usually resemble ninja outfits. Her red cape was given to her by Fei Hong (yes, the inside of it is white). The stars represent her star/planet themed powers. Gibbons don't have tails (later she shape-shifts a tail cuz she's insecure that she's the only primate who doesn't have one lol.) She has an upside down heart for her face marking. Golden eyes. Spiky blonde hair. Grey skin.
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Red Baboon (Fei Hong):
Personality: She's an introvert but is still good at socializing. She really loves to sleep.. Like, she'll go centuries in hibernation out of sheer boredom. Similar to LBD, she never lies (the closest things she'll do to a lie, is hold back info, or dodge the question.) She's a pacifist and tries to avoid fights if she can.
Powers: She can travel between the mortal realm and the underworld. She's the weakest out of the four, but she makes up for it by being the fastest. She has death vision (she can see how close someone is to dying.) Basic shape-shifting. Similar to Wukong's cloud, she has a red flower that she can float on. Etc. celestial powers.
Physicality: If you google "what colors represent death?" you'll get white, black, and red. Her red skirt represents the death flower, Lycoris Radiata (or Red Spider Lily). Her scythe is her tail (it can transform back into her tail.) Her hair grows quicker than others so she has to cut it more often. Blue and red heart-shaped face marking. Golden eyes. Smooth red hair. Light-tan skin.
#lmk#lego monkie kid#art#four celestial primates#yin and yang#past#red baboon#red buttocked baboon#long armed gibbon#celestial primates#journey to the west#oc#technically oc#lmk oc#they are literally only barely mentioned a single time so I guess yeah these count as oc's#Fei Hong#Fei Hong lmk#Gibby#Gibby lmk#lmk art#monkie kid#lego monkie kid art#I actually drew these months ago but decided to color them now#gay monkeys#kinda like shadowpeach#four spiritual primates#lmk artstyle#lego artstyle
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Get it? 'Cause his name is—
*i am booed off stage*
#nadiart#kaine parker#i guess technically AU but you can also just imagine him growing his hair out and being scarred again in 616#rough art#fanadiart#came in through the window last night#originally i was just gonna find a screencap from a comic and edit the shirt graphics on but i couldn't find a pic i liked.#so instead i went the extra mile and just drew it. and made it from the AU cause that's what i've been doing lately.#should have made his arms buffer smh
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really not beating the brainrot allegations but genuinely this line has been haunting my brain for ages
#rolling with difficulty#vrla rwd#mrsn rwd#well not technically but close enough#asto stop drawing the same two goddamn characters challenge (difficulty: impossible)#technically the original line was 'i see mr-sn' but this way .. works better? flows better? its 4am words are failing me#also took some artistic liberties with the hypnagoug design bc i think austin's intention was that only its face changes#to match your nightmares#but everyone started describing stuff thats much more elaborate and he didnt stop them so#specifically he says the clawed arms and 'a large gaping mouth' stay constant but i am just gonna Choose Not To See that part#look theres no way for me to fit that into the design and make it work. its just not happening#i mean thank god for mr-sn's cape or else id have to figure out the logistics of attaching bony clawed arm to robot torso#(also why i strategically placed the rips on the cape so you cant see the arm underneath LMAO)#yeah after a certain point i was just like. ok how can i make the mr-sn hypnogoug as nasty and unpleasant to look at as possible#so please let me know if this made you upset/lh bc im the one who drew it and *i* was very upset when drawing this#in hindsight hypnagoug mr-sn has lowkey nightmare animatronic from fnaf energy and i've been fully over my fnaf phase for like 6 years so#not sure how to feel about that#art I made
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me: oh boy! the friend that i helped finally get into tgwdlm wants to do an rp too! surely i’ve learned my lesson and this one will be happy :3
-a few days later-
#tgwdlm#the guy who didn't like musicals#kai drew#oc#<<<< technically friends oc#OOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH#I AM LEFT IN SHAMBLES#GOD#anyways:#i think both endings we did were just absolutely fantastic#and now both emma and paul have a kid-#whether they like it or not-#DUDE THE FUCKING SECOND ENDING WE DID#I AM DEVASTATED#emma had to hold her in her arms begging for her to wake up#and she did but in the most awful way possible#she’s now a part of the cast#and paul and emma watch in horror#during kai’s ver. of let it out she asked help from god#….she wasn’t in gods favor#and in the og ending we had a little mother daughter moment with kai and emma#and i loved every second of it#paul also had his father moments#and i loved them too#but sadly….one ending didn’t end the way they wanted#(i mean both endings don’t end the way they want but still-)
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oops i thought about my little bard guy again :(((
#AURELIAN MY BITCH#haven't played dnd for five weeks im losing my mind#sketched him to cope#he needs to jump into the arms of his incredibly buff half orc bf asap#dungeons and boogons#yeah if you colour pick his skin it's technically purple because colour theory 😈😈😈#i love my bitchy elven prince with unrealistically flawless ass length hair and an 18 in charisma at level one#if anyone ever fucking drew him i would explODE#boog art
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erm achtually
#the blood loss post would NOT leave my mind#it cursed my mind until i drew SOMETHING#so i opened ms paint and grabbed my mouse and went wild#my arm hurts now#anyways my old sona and my current sona.#Blood Venom and Stranger Danger. my beloved bunnies#i noticed when i went to draw this that my non-human sona designs all just end up being a bunny in a big hoodie#lmao#this was achtually so much fun haha#also achtually is going to become a part of my lexicon now lmao#anyways uh#my art#ms paint#yeah thats the minecraft font btw#tbh the more i look at Venom here the more i adore it#oh BV uses it/they#they arent really a sona more like a character i WANTED to use as my sona but never ended up doing so lol#Stranger Danger uses he/they/it#Stranger is just me lol#so technically he also uses my neos. hm#im rambling in the tags now so im going to.. shut up#<333
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going back to my roots and drawing hiroo and daishou.... lolll
#reezdoodles#hq!!#drawing my BOYS again i missed them actually#daishou in his tippy toes so he can put his arm around hiroo#ill edit my sketch and put them closer together lol trust me#progress check#technically#bc the traditional doodle is like... from 2018-2020?#i dont know i just remembered i drew it bc i saw this puc#i thought i knew what sketchbook it was in but then i checked and its not in that one so...#but it looks like from 2018 at the earliest and 2020 at the latest#these two mean so much to me if only i can like get my 8 year old headcanons out there#edit: moved them closer together!!!
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Summoning the Boy King
Darkseid was rampaging through Metropolis, Superman was injured, and the Justice League was desperate. As the League hid between fallen skyscrapers, John Constantine prepared a last-ditch effort to save the Earth.
The Hellblazer drew an intricate sigil on the ground; its circular design stretching over six feet in diameter. Most of the symbols within were space-related, while the others were themed to royalty. Batman, one of the few heroes in-the-know, grunted.
"Are you sure this king ghost can help?"
Constantine sighed and pinched his nose.
"He's the High King of the Infinite Realms, Bats, an' he's bloody powerful. He'll stop Darkseid, alright, but what he does afterward is anyone's guess. Believe me, I wouldn't be doin' this if we had a choice."
Batman sighed and glanced at the smoke-filled horizon.
"Alright, get on with it, then. We're running out of time."
Constantine nodded and placed a single offering in the center of the sigil: a squishmallow of Disney's iconic blue alien, Stitch.
"I beg your finest pardon," Batman sputtered, "What on Earth is that?"
Constantine sighed again as he took his position at the edge of the sigil.
"Mate, the book was very specific. Unlike his predecessor, the new king requires a single offering of space or alien theme that is suitable for children. It's bloody strange, but beggars can't be choosers."
Batman just shook his head and looked on. Constantine raised his hands and started the summoning chant. An eerie, green glow spread across the sigil, and light fog gathered above it. Little white orbs floated up from the ground and spiraled together, forming the slowly spinning visage of a spiral galaxy.
"Incredible..." Zatanna gasped, "This summoning is on a level all its own. This king of yours is on the level of Gods."
Finally, something began to form over the small galaxy. Batman's expression quickly softened, much to the surprise of his teammates. It was mere seconds before they understood, as a black blob full of white stars formed into the shape of a boy. The blob had spiky 'bangs' if you could call them that and eerie, glowing green eyes.
The squishmallow floated into the boy's arms and he squeezed it excitedly. At the same time, he took on a far more human form, with pale skin and snowy white hair. His eyes had whites now but still glowed green. He was dressed in black and white, royal attire with green accents, a black crown floating in a green aurora, and a black ring with a green stone. A black cape flowed down his back, its underside looking as if it were cut from a clear night sky.
"Awesome offering, dude! What can I do for ya?"
The voice was a reedy tenor in the throes of puberty, and its owner was more than a little geeky. The boy's smile was infectious, or it would have been were it not for the specific circumstance.
"How old are you?" Batman asked, his tone soft, "We weren't expecting a child."
The boy waved him off like it was nothing.
"No one ever does. And, um... technically I'm fifteen. I know, I don't look it."
Constantine cut in, clearly out of patience.
"Look, this monster Darkseid is destroying our world. We need you to stop him."
The boy turned in the air and took in the destruction around him. Somehow, he seemed to understand the situation immediately.
"Okay, but I gotta get permission first. This'll take a lot of power." He paused, taking a breath, and then yelled in a strange language. "Mom!"
Constantine paled and the other heroes shrank back as a green portal tore into existence. A young woman, barely an adult herself, floated out. She had waist-length blue hair and the same glowing, green eyes. She wore a royal outfit in white and maroon, complete with a glittering, silver tiara studded with rubies.
"What's the matter, Danny? Are you okay?"
Danny nodded.
"Mhmm! These guys need me to take out this Darkseid guy, though. Can I use my full power?"
Constantine snuck a drink from his flask. He did not sign up to deal with the fucking Queen Mother of the Infinite Realms, nor had he known she existed. God, he needed a smoke...
The Queen Mother smiled softly and pressed a kiss to her son's forehead. She spoke whilst taking his new plush.
"Yes, Danny, you may. Let me hold onto this for you so it doesn't get dirty."
Danny nodded and turned away.
"Okay, thanks mom!"
The Queen Mother vanished through and with the portal she had created. Moments later, Danny shot off into the city, with the remaining able-bodied heroes hot on his trail. The young king reached Darkseid rather quickly, engaging him while the Leaguers looked on from cover. Darkseid was foolishly amused.
"A child dares oppose me? Flee, whelp."
Batman tensed as Darkseid unleashed his Omega Effect. Two red beams shot from his eyes, and yet the young king floated firm. Two eerie, green beams shot from his own eyes and, to the shock of everyone, overpowered his foe's. Darkseid shattered into many tiny pieces which then vanished into thin air.
"Man, he really wasn't smart!" Danny grinned, "Who fires a death beam at the king of the dead?"
He received no response, as the heroes were too stunned to speak. Smiling, he saluted the group before tearing open another portal.
"Oh well; villain gone, carry on. Later guys!"
Batman glared at Constantine, but the Brit had already absconded. Heaving a sigh, he resigned himself to this new reality. Darkseid was gone, but there was an incredible new power to worry about.
(Note: My only source of information is DP canon, DP fanon, and the Justice League cartoons from the early '00s. I apologize for any inaccuracies with Batman's or Constantine's behavior.)
#danny phantom#jazz fenton#dp x dc#dc x dp#john constantine#ghost king danny phantom#ghost jazz#space geek danny#boy king danny
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Heyyy, I've never requested anything before so hopefully this isnt too much 😭 but could u do agathario x reader, where reader dies maybe from like disease or she somehow gets caught in a scene where agatha is trying to steal a covens power, and like rio doing everything to fight against her duty and having to take one of her lovers, maybe reader doesn't die instantly but she's like dying in agathas arms and is trying to soothe her wives. Idk if that makes sense its ok if you can't 😭 i hope you have a great day💕💕
- It was not your fault, but mine.
Relationships - Agatha Harkness x Rio Vidal x Reader
Summary - Being married to Agatha and Rio was perhaps your favorite thing ever, the best part of your life. You wanted to be with them forever, but that wish is threatened when you touch a mysterious object outside and fall ill.
Warnings: Major character death, angst
A/N: I love this so much and it was fun to write. Thank you for the request!
You had technically got married to Agatha and Rio for about a year now. Since your type of relationship wasn't excepted by the town you lived in, the three of you got quietly married in a little cottage in the middle of the woods. This was where you spent most of your time, sitting in the cottage and reading books, or picking flowers, or testing out new recipes you wanted to try. Agatha and Rio come and go as they please, always too busy to stay in one place, and you were fine with that. They were still good wives.
Absent mindedly you kicked a rock, the little stone flying across the leaf littered ground and crashing into a tree. They had both been gone for weeks and you had heard no sign of them, no magical raven that had a letter attached to its foot, no quick check in, nothing. While you trusted them and their abilities it had begun to worry you. You stumbled a bit, tripping across something that protruded out of the ground. Letting out a quiet curse, you looked back to see what it was.
A glowing rock, a faint pink hue emitting off of it, sat nestled in the red and orange leaves. You crouched down and grabbed a stick next to you, pointing at it. When it did nothing, you reached towards it, and against your better judgement, picked it up. Searing pain shot through you, fiery sparks crackling through you. You gasped, your eyes squeezing shut as you tried to drop the rock. It didn't fall from your hand as intended. Panic spread through you rapidly as your heart beat faster and faster. The thing was now a bright pink, sparkling so bright it hurt your eyes, and stuck to your hand.
Pain coursed your body, every inch of you filled with searing pain. In a brief moment of clarity, you grabbed a stick from the ground, and making a big effort, traced a circle in the dirt and drew an X through it. Words were whispered from your mouth slowly as you chanted the spell. The lines in the dirt began to glow a soft green color and it wasn't long before they flashed brightly before disappearing.
"I was in the middle of something darling," Rio began, her tone playful and light. Then she paused, her eyes catching on your hand. "What happened?"
You grunted, "I don't know."
She rolled her eyes at your lack of response, taking a step closer and trying to grab your hand. You yanked it away, afraid she would get hurt as well, and that was the last thing you wanted. Rio rolled her eyes once more, fixing you with a reprimanding look.
"Let me see." Rio took your wrist in her hand, not caring much to be gentle, and turned it over, examining the stone. A curious hum escaped her as she poked at it.
"Well?" you hissed, flinching as her nails dug into your skin. She dug her nails deeper, ignoring your whimper of pain, and drew blood. The red droplets spread down your wrist. "What the hell Rio?" You were not in the mood for her jokes right now.
Your wife smiled at you, her dashing and cheeky smile that you had grown to love. Slowly, eyes meeting yours the entire time, she brought your hand up to her mouth and licked strip across the crescent shaped marks. The second she did so, your hand loosened and the rock dropped from your grip, landing on the floor with a thunk. A sigh of relief escaped you as you fell to the ground, laying on your back with your arms spread out. The searing pain that had coated your body dispersed.
Rio chuckled above you, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "Better?"
You nodded, rubbing your wrist absent mindedly, still feeling her soft lips there.
"You know what would make it even better?" You raised both your brows, "A kiss."
Laughing softly, her eyes rolling once more, Rio crouched down. Her lips met yours in a harsh kiss, she was never gentle.
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It turns out, the three of you had found, that the rock carried a deadly curse. Agatha had kicked the thing, sending it flying before Rio reluctantly retrieved it. The two had been frantically trying to find a cure, despite their supposed casual appearance, you knew it was stressing them out. While they were plagued with the stress of finding a cure, you were plagued with constant pain.
A sharp pain that shot through you. Some days it was manageable, some days it left you crippled in bed, unable to move and barely able to talk. Those were the days that worried your wives the most. Today, thankfully, was one of the good days. You sat with Agatha on the porch, her arms wrapped around you.
"You know I wanted kids," you said suddenly, your fingers toying with her own as you twisted them together, "Or at least one."
You felt Agatha inhale sharply, "We'll have them," she said fiercely, "We can have kids." The sun was setting slowly in the distance, the sky a perfect hue of pink and red. You always had loved the sunsets, and the sunrises, but there was something special about sunsets.
In the distance you could see Rio, perched by the edge of the woods, green magic swirling around her as she did who knows what. She had asked to be alone during the time being. But still, you couldn't help but watch as her arms moved fluidly to cast the spells, her body moving as if in a dance. A soft smile crossed your face.
"Agatha," you whispered softly, "You know that's not going to happen." Looking up at her, you saw her jaw clenched and a dangerous glimmer in your eyes. You knew, that if you died Agatha would take it the hardest. She would blame Rio and that was the last thing you wanted. You gently tugged her fingers, intertwining yours with hers.
"I'd want a boy I would name him Nicholas, little Nicky for short. Ideally, he would have Rio's eyes and your hair, my face, he would be perfect," you smiled up at her, pleased to see a dreamy look in her eyes. It wasn't often that Agatha indulged in fantasies about the future, but she always tried with you. You could imagine a boy, brown eyes that were darker than the night sky, but could hold so much emotion like his mother. Brown hair that was just a little bit wavey, and you would let it grow out if he wanted it to. And lastly, your smile, your nose, all your facial features. He would be the perfect mix up of the three of you. Something that was created through a force of love, but no outside magic used.
Her features softened even further when you winced, a pain flaring up in your back. You waved away her concern, straightening out.
"Would we make him with a spell?" she asked, her voice lowered to match yours.
You shook your head, "No. We would make him from scratch. No incantaion, no spell, no magic."
A little laugh escaped Agatha. She pressed her lips down onto your head, burrowing herself in your hair.
"Whatever you say my love."
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You sat in the fields, twisting flowers in your hands to form a crown. This one was made with dandelions, the stems intertwined as you threaded them through each other. Two other crowns sat next to you, one with azaleas and the other with black roses. You had plucked the thorns off of course, not that Rio would care.
One of the perks of being married to a green witch was that she could produce any flowers you wanted, and she did just that. Rio always grew flowers if you asked them, even if she rolled her eyes and said they were too colorful for her taste, she wanted to make you happy.
Your fingers twitched as pain flared through you, but you worked through the pain. The two had gone out that morning in search of other possible cures, but promised to be back in time to sleep with you. The sun was setting in the distance, the sky a beautiful gradient of orange and yellow.
Crows cawed above you, their black wings flapping as they soared in circles. A little smile flitted across your face. Both of your lovers adored crows, their passion for them always made you happy. Before you had more time to ponder if Rio was up in the crows, there was a hot breath in your ear.
“Boo.”
You jumped away, placing a hand over your heart as you glared at Rio. She was cackling, nearly falling back into Agatha who stood with an amused smile on her face. The purple witch shoved Rio away, moving forward and placing a tender kiss on your lips.
“I made you something,” you scooped up the azalea flower crown and stood, placing it one her head despite her pout, “Can’t you at least pretend to like it?”
Agatha rolled her eyes, “It’s amazing darling, I love it.”
Smiling happily, you rewarded her with a soft kiss before turning to Rio who was watching the scene quietly. You weren’t even sure when she had stopped laughing.
“Ooo,” she cooed, stepping closer, her finger curling as she took hold of her crown, “I love it, my love.”
You blushed at her words. While you loved Agatha’s pet names, Rio’s did something to you. The Green Witch placed it on her head with a broad smile.
“Do you have one?” Rio looked around, her eyes landing on the dandelions in the grass. She reached down, scooping it up before placing it on your head with a proud smile.
Agatha came up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist, “You look beautiful darling.”
A deep blush crossed your face when her breath fanned against your neck. Rio took a step closer, her finger curling under your chin. A sinister smirk crossed her face.
“Good enough to eat.”
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You coughed harshly as you curled into a ball, pain flaring up everywhere in your body. Everything hurt and it felt like you were on fire. Agatha's fingers clutched you tightly, one of her hands carding through your hair as she attempted to comfort you. Rio was no where to be seen.
"Agatha," you choked out.
The woman above you shook her head, "Don't say it. You're fine. It'll pass."
You wanted to smile at her stubbornness, it was always your favorite trait about her. These past few days the curse had been getting worse, and Rio was disappearing more and more often. You knew what that meant. You were fairly certain Agatha knew what it meant, she just didn't want to admit it. Trying to fight through the sparks that shot through you, you played with her fingers, bringing them to your lips.
Your words were soft against her skin, "I love you."
"No, you have more time," she said harshly.
You felt it when Rio entered and based on Agatha's sharp inhale, you knew what she was here for. Painfully, you turned your head to look at Rio, clad in her green dress that represented the part of her that was alive. A bitter smile crossed your face.
"Don't take her," Agatha spat, her grip tightening on you despite your wince, "You can't." Trying to force words out of your mouth, you wanted to tell Agatha it was okay, that it wasn't Rio's fault. "If you do this I will hate you."
Rio's features flinched, but she made no move to step closer, "I held it off as long as I could."
"It's not her time," Agatha snarled.
While it was painful, you reached up, your hand cupping Agatha's cheek to force her to look at you, "My love," you whispered softly, "I have to go."
"No." She shook her head, so much desperation conveyed into that one movement.
"Don't hate her. Please? It's not her fault."
“I don’t want to do it,” Rio added, her voice wavering, and it was the first time you had ever heard her sound so fragile, so vulnerable.
Agatha's lower lip wobbled, tears shimmering in her eyes as she clenched her jaw, fighting off the sorrow. She closed her eyes, a small tear slipping out at the action and you wanted nothing more than to give her a big hug.
Her voice was oh so quiet when she whispered, "Okay."
A small smile spread across your face. It was only then that Rio came closer, bending down so her lips were just above yours. So many emotions were conveyed through her eyes. Words asking for forgiveness, ones that expressed her sadness, and some angry. You wanted to give her a hug too. Instead, Rio leant down, her lips brushing against yours.
The kiss deepened and that's when you felt the pain stop.
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Alright, another professor Wanda drabble because I’m utterly whipped for her.
“I think spoken Russian is going to send me to an early grave,” You complained. “I’m good on the written and comprehension sections but the oral pronunciations…” You groaned dramatically, tossing your ‘Russian 101’ book out in front of you and dropping your arms so you were laying prone on bed.
Wanda picked up the book, reading through the dog-eared page you had been studying. “Is this the one you’re struggling with?” She pointed to one of the longer words at the top of the page. It had been twisting your tongue for hours.
You nodded. Wanda placed the book back in your hands and sat down next to you. “You know all the syllables. Just say it slowly, don’t try to cram the sounds together, just say them one at a time.”
You propped yourself back up on your elbows, squinting and bending forward to study the page. You sounded out the word slowly. Each syllable felt like an entire word of its own. It was by no means an elegant attempt, but it was technically correct.
Wanda slide down on the bed so she could press a kiss onto your lower back. “See?” She said, nuzzling the downward curve of her spine. “You’re getting it. Keep going. Try this one here.” She reached around you to point out a sentence at the top of the next page.
You spoke the words awkwardly and slowly, mentally trying to translate the foreign lettering into sounds. Wanda started tracing her way back up your spine, placing gentle kisses along each ridge.
“You’re a lot better at this than you think you are,” Wanda assured. “I could’ve never guessed this was your first semester taking Russian if I wasn’t the one teaching it to you.”
“Thank you, professor,” you teased. “I believe you’re to blame for my accelerated studies.” You could feel Wanda’s smile curl against your back.
“I suppose that is my job,” She teased, “making sure you excel.”
“Well then you’ll be devastated to know I have someone who’s serving as a terrible distraction to my studies.” You smirked, arching your back against her mouth.
“Mmm,” Wanda hummed. “I’m sure whoever it is knows that you work too hard. And I’d bet she knows that you’re brilliant and you could’ve passed with flying colors without even opening the book.”
“As if she herself isn’t known for working herself to the bone,” you retorted.
“All the more reason to provide her with a wonderful distraction.” Wanda bit gently at the spot your neck met your shoulder. You rolled your head back, mouth falling open in a silent groan. “We can continue your studies, if you wish. Repeat after me: YA ves' tvoy.” (I am yours.)
You reached one hand back behind you, burying it in Wanda’s thick brown hair. You drew her ruby red lips back to your neck, encouraging more kisses and nips from the older woman. “YA ves' tvoy,” you repeated with easy confidence. These words came far easier to you than the long and complicated ones you were pulling from your books.
“You speak beautifully, sweet girl.” Wanda sucked at the skin behind your ear.
Your eyes fluttered at sensation.“devochka milaya,” you said. “Sweet girl.”
“Mhm.” Wanda did not pull her mouth away from the soft skin of your neck. Your words weren’t entirely accurate, as the adjective came after the noun in Russian, but she was in no mood to be pedantic at the moment.
She adjusted her position on the bed, moving to straddle your hips rather than lying beside you. You whined when she pulled away, already missing the warm breath against your neck. The whines turned into moans when Wanda ground against her hips your ass. “I want to hear you say it again. Tell me you are mine,” she demanded.
You obeyed. “YA ves' tvoy,” you said again. The words came even more natural the second time around. “I am yours. I am all yours, my love.”
“YA ves' tvoy, moya lyubov,” She translated, adding in the ‘my love’.
You giggled. “Do you plan to fuck me until I can recite the entirety of the Russian language?”
Wanda chuckled mischievously, bending so her mouth was mere inches from your ear. “My love, by the time I’m done with you, you won’t even remember English.”
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