#i need price ass so im drawing price ass

[gomzdrawfr]

ass is in plan

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WHY DID THEY DO MY BABYBOY LASS (T) SO DIRTY 😭😭😭

WHY DOES HE LOOK SO GENERIC SO SOULLESS IM DO MAD

[starboye]

Kinktober Day 1

starring: john price x male reader

request: Older!Captain Price fucking femboy!younger!male reader

warnings: smut, cursing, femboy!reader, kinda age play, praise, pet names, unprotected sex, somewhat blowjob, perv!141 team, mentions of masturbation, daddy kink, creampie

how did the team ever get so lucky with a young bun like you, so helpful and cheerful around the base as the assistant to price, always helping the team out even when they tell you no because they don't want you overexerting or even worse hurting yourself so no matter how much you say you could help they make sure you're out of the way when they work on the cars around the base or something else.

hell, sometimes they use you as eye candy while they work, glancing over at your beautiful ass self dawned in some tight shorts with a little skirt around it because price said you couldn't wear that short of a skirt with nothing underneath it around the base so you just settled with putting some shorts under it with a tight button up shirt that had a couple buttons popped open to help with the hot weather.

and each time you caught them looking they would quickly act like they were talking among each other but just to give them what they want a little bit you would pretend to drop some papers then bend over to pick them up, giving the boys a clear view of you pretty ass, letting their thoughts run wild as they thought of the many ways the would use you if given the chance, to the dismay of price who was watching from a nearby window.

so he calls you into his office, you walking down the hallway nervously before stepping into his office, the air was tense as he sat in his chair, arms folded across his big chest "you wanted to see me sir" you were nervous as hell and it showed on your nervous stance "c'mere love" he said patting his leg and you slowly made your way to him before lightly sitting down on him, his hand caressing your lower back.

"y'know i can't have you runnin' around here lookin' like that and distractin' all the guys from their work right" he asked, his eyes glued to your face as you tried to find anything else to look at "yes sir" you stammered "just think of what some old dog like them or me happens when we see you lookin' like a beaut'" his hands now trailing up and down your spine making you shudder to his rough yet soft touch.

"im sorry mr.price" you were getting hornier by the seconds with his longing touches and soft words you just didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of him "no need to be sorry, just where this stuff f'us okay, me and the team and no one else" he wasn't being coy anymore he wanted you and you caught onto that quickly so what would be the harm in acting in your slutty way "so just you and the team, all my ass for you guys" you ask tuning at him fully and straddling his lap, his hands finding and holding your waist.

"ah ah i didn't say the team could have this ass now did i, this ass is just f'me but i'll let the guys fuck you with their eyes" he assured beginning to kiss your neck and feel you ass, your arms draped over his shoulder as you began grinding on him speedily "now how about i get a taste of this jaw dropping ass i've seen so much" he said pulling your shorts off but leaving the skirt for the pretty look of it.

you slowly pull down his jeans down to see the outline of his hard on, palming him through briefs making him rock hard while you both made out "m'gonna need that hole now lovie" he panted slapping your ass and kneading it intently so you did as he said and pulled his briefs down to let his girthy cock fling out, as you spit into your hand and began working on lubing up his dick price took off your shirt and littered your chest in little bites and hickeys, further adding to his boner.

he lifted you up and angled you over his cock before plopping you down, drawing a loud moan from you that price swallowed with a deep kiss "stay quiet now, wouldn't want the others to hear would ya" price urged pulling back to lean into the chair and watch this cute sight "yes sir" and with that you were off, hopping up and down on his dick like a desperate puppy, needy for every inch of your boss and price? well price was just happy he could get some action after so long i mean he could only go on so long with jerking off to some porn.

and with a pretty young thing like you, he was happy as hell to be fucking you, groaning lowly with each plap from your ass against his lap "a young thing like you with an old dog like me, almost like a match doomed to meet" price smirked throwing his hands behind your head and making you do all the work in pleasuring his cock and you were to out of it to even reply, your tongue lolling out with drool dripping from the corner of your mouth "ha m'dick so good can't even reply" price snickered, enjoying the sight of your little skirt flying up and down.

the real reason he didn't want you wearing just a skirt is because he was nervous the others would be so desperate to fuck you that they'd do anything to get in your bed (and hole) so he told you to cover up more, you were now leaning into him, arms wrapped around his necked as you fucked yourself on him like your life depended on it but no worries price loved the sight of your ass bouncing against him and you moaning in his ear like a whore.

"you want daddys cum" price asks now controlling your ass, his hands tightly holding your cheeks in his hand and lowering you up and down on his cock "mhm i want it so bad" you whined, price couldn't believe that with a few words he'd have you begging for his cum and he was so happy that he finally got to fuck you after so long of only imagining it, mentally bragging about how he got to fuck you before the rest of the boys.

"right there sir please keep going right there" prices' cock was hitting every one of your sensitive spots bringing you right to the edge of cumming with price who was loving every second of this so much that he blew his load without even thinking, filling you up with his warm cum making you cum on the spot, littering his shirt with your cum "oh no pup you ruined my shirt" price said looking all pouty but he was joking but you took it seriously.

"im so so sorry sir i'll clean it up" you quickly said getting to your knees and licking the cum from his shirt, every drop of it and making it all clean again, you down below him between his thighs was making him think some thoughts, mainly ones that were questioning how much of his cock could he fit down your tight throat, he started thinking even nastier perverted thoughts when you started cleaning his cock.

tongue swirling around his dick to lick up all the cum and saliva that you made, and damn i must say you were looking insatiable, hole still dripping with warm cum and looking fucked out but still wanting to do good boy for your boss "this is definitely adding to your performance evaluation" price joked as he put his dick back in his pants and helped you clean up with some napkins he had lying around and put your stuff back on, leaving some lingering touches on your ass before kissing you and watching you walk out the door.

you saw the boys running back to their rooms with their pants shimmied down their thighs, knowing they listened to the whole ordeal and jerked off to it, nice to know you basically had them wrapped around your well manicured finger.

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[ghouljams]

ghoul, the fauxcest worms are wild

thoughts on Price and his sweet wife, she coddles the 141 and calls them ‘her boys’. she always makes sure they feel loved and welcomed, does her best to make sure their stomachs are full when they visit

she always jokes about Price being their dad, never said, but always alluded to her being their mother figure. she’s just actually oblivious to the 141 obsessing over her because why wouldn’t they love her? she loves them like her own, of course they’ll smile at her and treat her gently. of course their eyes are on her, she’s their hostess. John knows, he sees the way the boys look at you - they way he looks at you

maybe John decides to give them a taste of what they can only fantasize about, lets it slip that he’ll be treating the missus to a night in. ah, but they shouldn’t worry! they’re more than welcome to come over still and watch, maybe participate if they behave

ghoul, is this anything

Oh it's fucking everything to me.

Why didn't I think of this, your husbands boys becoming your boys too. Price has always told you that his team is like his family, so when you married him you knew they were becoming yours as well! And it's perfect, they come over like clockwork for Sunday dinner every Sunday, you laugh and joke with them, make sure they're well fed and send them on their way. Then Soap needs one of his jumpers mended. You knit Gaz a scarf. Ghost swings by to help you bake. Your home sees Price's- your boys rotating through it, helping you clean up and making themselves at home.

Price jokes that you're mothering them, and you laugh it off. Until Soap accidentally calls you mum, and the red on his cheeks would make a rose look pale. Gaz tells you it's just because Price acts so much like a father to them. Ghost laughs when you mutter about being too young to be any of their mothers. You miss the way Soap's trousers tighten as he turns to flee, the way Gaz's eyes linger on your ass, the way Ghost stands just a little closer when he grabs things off the top shelf. You miss the way your husband circles the word "mum" over your clit with his clever tongue.

It's no surprise when your boys crowd you, you're used to their physicality. They bump into you, brush their hands over your back as they pass, steady you on stools, reach over your head to grab out of reach spices, you're no stranger to the hands that box you in against the kitchen counter. You are stranger to the hard cock that presses against your stomach and the groping hands that grab at your waist. Your only salvation is your husband coming into the room.

"Show your mother some respect," Price grunts from the other side of the kitchen, and your breath catches in your throat watching one of your boys drop to his knees in front of you. Your husband is watching with a lazy smile when you meet his gaze, your cheeks hot with the way his eyes roam over you, roam over his teammate. "Go on love, give your boy a taste of the pussy that made 'im."

You could light a fire just with the heat on your cheeks, your legs closed tight even as you husband's colleague draws his hands over your thighs. You hang your head to watch the singular attention they seem to have, tugging at the waistband of your leggings, you know you should move, should push them away but some sick thrill in the sweep of their fingers makes you grip the counter instead. Price pulls your head back with a firm grip.

"Unless you think 'e needs Dad to show 'im how it's done."

[kentoslover69]

LOSING A BET | TOJI, HIROMI & SHIU

summary: reader loses a bet and has to pay the price, however she didn’t have enough money to pay them. Thus they find a way to make her pay using her body.

“Well? Where’s da money at?” Toji raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms, shiu and hiromi sat on opposite sides of the couch. Hiromi’s face on his hand as they all shared a bored expression. You swallowed the lump in your throat, you felt so uneasy knowing you were the main spotlight right now. They looked like hungry wolves staring at their dinner. Fuck, it was so intimidating that it aroused you. Pressing your thighs together slightly as you looked down on your lap. Unable to tell them the truth. You cleared your throat before finally speaking up “I’m sorry sir.. I don’t have the money yet..” you said very quietly. Toji scoffs and shakes his head, a loud sigh escaping shiu’s mouth. Hiromi rolled his eyes and finally lifted his head to observe her state. He took note of how scared you looked. “And what do you expect us to do? Extend another week?” He says. Suddenly Toji slams his hand on the coffee table making a loud noise, enough to draw everyone’s attention. “Listen here ya fucking brat, you better find a way to pay us today or your dead.” He clenches his jaw. He sounded serious as hell, shiu pats toji’s back lightly before speaking “calm down old man, your scaring the poor girl” he chuckles. You were too scared to even form a word, you just sat there and fidgeted with the hem of your skirt. “I-im sorry..I promise I’ll find a way! I’ll do anything!” you rose from your seat and got on your knees infront of them. They all seemed shocked at her sudden actions. Toji grasps her face roughly and held on tightly. “Anything?” He repeats and smirks. You nodded frantically. “Really?” Hiromi tilts his head to the side while shiu grins. They all had the same idea. “Yes! Anything!” You exclaimed. Toji let’s go of your face and crosses his arms again. “Strip off your clothes then.” Shiu whispers lowly. Your eyes widen in surprise, it took you a couple of seconds to process what he had just said. “Well?” You can practically feel them getting impatient and you start to pathetically unbutton your top, revealing the black laced bra you wore. You shrugged off your blouse. Waiting for their next orders. Toji licked his lips, there was a noticeable buldge growing in hiromi’s pants already. “These too.” He lets his finger slide under the bra strap and snaps it. Quickly you reached behind you and undid your bra. Letting it fall to the ground. Your breast was now exposed to the men infront of you. Your face flushed red in embarrassment. “Hmm…what shall we do with her?” Hiromi asks, turning to look at Toji and shiu. Toji smirks and pats his lap. “Come here.” You slowly crawled towards where Toji was sitting and climbed on his lap, bending you over in all fours. He rubs slow circles on your ass and gropes them before yanking your skirt and panties off. “I think this brat needs a lil spankin’. What’dya guys say?” He grins. The two men nod in agreement as they watched. SMACK! before you could react he already smacked his large hands on your bare ass. Causing you to jolt in pain. they watched in amusement, hiromi started to undo his belt and handed it over to Toji. “Use this.” How cruel they were. They seemed to enjoy all this. Toji grabs it from him and bends the belt in half, ghosting it over your ass before smacking it again. You moan out in pain and gripped on the couch. “Start countin’ slut.” Toji growls, smacking the belt on your ass again. “O-one!” Shiu stood up from his seat and grabs your face, his lips crashing against yours forcefully. Toji massages your ass before hitting it again. “Two!” You say in between the heated kisses shiu was giving you. And after what felt like forever , Toji smacks your ass one more time. “Three..” Shiu pulls away from the kiss and puts two of his finger inside her warm mouth before spitting on it. “Swallow it.” He ordered, closing her mouth. You swallowed hard and looked up at him with doe eyes. Hiromi’s pants were now on the floor as he fisted himself. Leaning his pink tip on your cheek as he jerks off, Grunting at how innocent you looked. “Dirty little whore.” He scowls.

He lets go of his cock as you wrap your hand around it. Jerking it off in a steady pace and sticking out your tongue to lick at the tip. He hisses and grabs onto your hair tightly. Toji got off the couch and shiu replaces his position but this time he lays down on the couch and lets your bare pussy sit on his face. Grabbing your hips and teasing your folds with his skilled tongue. You let out a soft moan, sending vibrations to hiromi’s cock causing him to grunt. Shiu’s tongue drew circles around your clit, grinding your hips against his face as you continue to suck hiromi’s cock. Meanwhile Toji takes off his pants and positions his hardness against your wetness. “Fuck, your so wet already. Such a pathetic little bitch huh?” He rubs the head of his cock against your entrance as shiu continues his assault on your clit. Finally, Toji pushes his cock inside you. Groaning at how tight your cunt squeezes around him. “So fuckin’ tight.” He says as his length stretches you out, causing your eyes to roll back your head. Hiromi grabs a hold of your face and starts to fuck your throat, tears started to prick in the corner of your eyes as you tried not to gag on his cock. It was overwhelmingly too much. Toji starts to thrust into your pussy, hands smacking both of your ass cheeks as he bites his lips. Shiu was still passionately making out with your clit despite Toji pounding onto your pussy. He takes out his cock in his boxers and starts to fist himself. The room was filled with groans and moans. Toji’s big muscular frame made you look so small as he relentlessly pounds into you like a rag doll. “Yeah, yeah take it like the slut you are. Fuckin’ hell” he moans and picks up his pace. They all seemed to chase their orgasm, you feel yours building up too. Shiu groans against your clit and starts to fist himself faster, making you clench around toji’s cock. This was enough to drive him crazy. Toji gripped your waist tightly and angles his cock on your g-spot. Repeatedly assaulting it with his fat cock. You cry out and pull your mouth away from hiromi’s cock to breathe. You started moaning uncontrollably, hands continuing to jerk hiromi off. He spits on your face and grips your hair tighter. You felt your orgasm approach, making your legs tremble under shiu. “Please- pl- pleaase! wanna cum!” You blabber out in between moans. “Please what, whore?” Toji smacks your ass once again, still pounding into you. “Please sir! Need to cum! Please please!” You cry out, Toji chuckles and finally with one final thrust you cum all over his cock. Coating both shiu’s face and his cock with your juice. You pant and catch your breath, closing your eyes tightly. Suddenly you feel Toji start moving again. “Think we’re done already hm? Nah. Not until I’m satisfied. I’m not leaving this pretty little cunt without my cum.” He grunts and picks up his pace, his orgasm was close too and so was shiu and hiromi. You moan loudly, getting cut off by hiromi stuffing his cock back inside your mouth. Thrusting into your mouth once again. Shiu’s mouth was still latched onto your clit as he continues to jerk himself off faster, his beard ticking your skin. Everyone seemed to be chasing their orgasm. “Shiitt.” Toji throws his head back. “Suckin’ me in so well. Fuck I’m cumming.” He groans and with one more final thrust, he fills you up with his hot seed. His sweat dripping against your back. You felt his cock twitch inside you before he finally pulls out. His cum leaking out of your hole as he plunges his index and middle finger in to prevent it from dripping. “Not lettin’ my seed go to waste.” He says. Hiromi’s orgasm followed shortly after toji’s. A loud groan coming out of his gritted teeth as he cums inside of your throat, throwing his head back and panting. You pull his cock out of your mouth and swallowed his cum. Cleaning up the remaining cum that was left on his cock. He smirks and pets your hair. “Your not so bad after all-“ they were interrupted by shiu’s moan as he came all over his fist. He sighs and pants as well. The four of them trying to catch their breath.

After their intimate encounter, they help you clean herself because you couldn’t stand up nor walk. They were even kind enough to tuck you into bed. Toji pressing a kiss on your forehead as you drift to your sleep. “Goodnight angel, we’ll be back for more.”

[pristinekanesays]

🦋Life Is Strange: How It's Like Sleeping Next To Them.

🦋 some sappy headcanons 'cause im bored

🐺 GN!Reader, no specific pronouns are mentioned!

🦋 warnings: cutesy romantic stuff eugh, swearing, nathan's dad being a sexist asshole, nightmares.

🎧A/N: I bought Before The Storm but I'm not a big fan of the Remastered versions of Life Is Strange, it just doesn't feel the same? I love the blank faces while someone is literally dying.

🦋Chloe Price:

♡ Usually wakes up on her stomach but falls asleep on her back.

ツIt's literally a nightmare to sleep beside her, she snores, turns and tosses the whole night and talks in her sleep.

♡ Listens to music while she falls asleep, headphones in or playing on her radio alarm clock.

ツSurprisingly, not a blanket stealer, she literally kicks any sort of warmth off of her at night because she moves around so much.

♡ Nightmares, in Before The Storm and Life Is Strange, they're just not as vivid and real as they were before. She wakes up and checks if you're still there, it's comforting for her to see you asleep.

ツIt's rare for her to fall asleep at a healthy time and even if she does, she'll wake up A LOT during the night.

♡ She tends to sleep in a lot and accidentally (sometimes purposely) leaves people/you on read because she rarely hears the notifications.

ツHeavy sleeper.

🍂Kate Marsh:

♡ Falls asleep on her back and wakes up on her back.

ツShe's like a calm mother bird, will play with your hair and you can't tell me she wouldn't fucking softly sing you to sleep. (oh my god)

♡ It helps her sleep when you're there, she likes looking at you and thinking about how grateful she is.

ツWill talk to you for hours when she should really be sleeping, talking about her drawings, classes or the bird she saw like last month.

♡ She tries to make sure to fall asleep at a healthy time, she plans her day out but is sometimes so busy studying that she completely forgets.

ツDepends on the day if she's a blanket stealer that night, if it's warm, she sees no need for any blankets but if it's freezing cold then you're the one suffering.

♡ Light sleeper, like you get up and suddenly she's getting up with you.

📷Max Caulfield:

♡ Falls asleep on her side or her back but always wakes up on her back.

ツIt's not that bad sleeping next to Max, she'll maybe move a little during the night but nothing super major.

♡ HUGE blanket stealer, she knows what she's doing and will just smile and laugh if you confront her.

ツShe'll decide on sleeping then suddenly she needs to look something up or study and forgets that she needs sleep to survive until an hour or so later.

♡ Falls asleep pretty easily but if she can't she'll just wait a few minutes then go on a whole rant about her day and how she was hanging with Chloe the whole time.

ツSort of a light sleeper, if you need to go anywhere you've gotta crawl there or something.

🎭Rachel Amber:

♡ Falls asleep on her side and wakes up on her back.

ツLike Victoria, she has a whole routine before bed. Skincare, posting and scrolling through her socials, listening to music.

♡ Not a blanket stealer thankfully but she can be though depending on the temperature.

ツShe can also spend hours talking to you like Kate does, mainly talking about how drama's going for her or how badly she wants to leave Arcadia Bay.

♡ She mainly sticks to her healthy sleep schedule with no interruptions unless something major happens, like when she found out her dad was cheating on her mom. (pretty understandable.)

ツShe's a heavy sleeper, you gotta shake her a few times like she's a fucking salt shaker.

🎬 Victoria Chase:

♡ Oh jesus, she sleeps in ANY position like she could be hanging off the bed and still fall asleep. Mostly falls asleep on her back though, wakes up basically on the floor.

ツTakes hours doing her skincare and her skin is honestly GLOWING afterwards, face masks, expensive ass skin creams in those teeny tiny bottles, soft music playing in the background.

♡ BLANKET STEALER, BLANKET STEALER! Like she'll pull the blanket off of you while you're still awake and act extremely confused when you look at her with an annoyed look.

ツShe can maybe gossip a little before she falls asleep halfway during the conversation, you know because she starts sleep talking about the most random shit.

♡ Sticks to her sleep schedule, no matter what. Like there could be a whole loud ass fight in the hall but she just rolls her eyes or picks a fight with them before falling asleep.

ツHeavy sleeper, she has to set a shit ton of alarms and only you/Nathan know because she's really embarrassed about it.

🎮Warren Graham:

♡ Dorky dork who falls asleep on his stomach and wakes up on his back or halfway off of the bed.

ツRoutine? Skincare? Nah, he's just a natural cutie.

♡ Moves a lot during the night and accidentally smacked the shit out of you once during the night, he was actually worried but nervously laughing the whole time, sleep talks a lot about the funniest, weirdest shit ever.

ツNah, not a blanket stealer.

♡ Shitty fucking sleep schedule, he's always up studying or playing video games and you'll wake up at 4AM and he's still playing or he's somehow fell asleep with the controller still in his hands.

ツOn a good day, he'll be asleep by 2:30AM but on a bad day he's probably pulling an all nighter.

♡ Heavy sleeper, like scream in his ear and his body will shift a little but he's (still) asleep

🧨Nathan Prescott:

♡ Can't believe I feel bad for this man but he'll pick a position and stick with it the whole night.

ツHis dad's a fucking asshat who told him doing skincare as a man is bad, but he takes care of his skin privately and feels really guilty about it after.

♡ Okay, everyone I write for has to hold you or be held in some way while sleeping but Nathan is on a WHOLE different level. An arm wrapped tightly around you that won't move no matter what, his head tucked into your neck or his leg wrapped around your waist. (no, no..why is he attractive??)

ツNightmares, really terrifying nightmares that are so fucking specific and vivid. He wakes up shaking and goes back to sleep (if he ever does) shaking.

♡ Blanket? Fuck your needs, the blankets his now.

ツHORRIBLE SLEEP SCHEDULE?! Like he's up at 5AM smoking weed and slumped over a chair with his eyes closed.

♡ All nighters sometimes, normally falls asleep at 4AM or later. (teach him how to sleep, wtf.)

ツLight sleeper, he wakes up immediately when he hears you moving and instantly thinks you're gonna leave and become a banana or something (dumbass dude)

[swifty-fox]

HI so for the mota hockey au:

any out of pocket viral moments of the boys? magazine photoshoots press tours etc what are they like? are clegan out and proud or are they more like go on keep guessing?

Bucky has a LOT of notable moments. He's just a teenage girl and puberty is so hard it makes him so hormonal.

He gets sent to the penalty box for BLATANT hooking one time which is a pretty iconic out of pocket moment you dont really get tendys serving penalties. usually another play subs in for their penalty but refs are prob like Fuck you Bucky you're such a menace you pay the price.

He drops the gloves with a rival teams goon that absolutely boards the fuck out of Gale a la Scheifele/Evans hit. Normally we love a good Goaltender fight but this hit was too scary. people still take notice bc they're like look at Bucky defending his BOY

John is a very Seguin type character. As I mentioned he has a similarly nude sports illustrated photoshoot. But also very messy party phase with Curt much like Segs and Marchy

theyre messy bitches who know how to have fun okay.

He's got a LOT of really famous soundbites, just the most out of pocket shit professional yapper w the cameras fr. it's mostly him hitting on Curt and Gale. There's a mic'd up clip of him singing "Baddie Friend" by kevo jefe perfectly word for word.

Gale's really bad with the cameras he clams up a ton and just kinda defaults to hockey mumbo-jumbo. he does get one Hockey social media clip where he gets to talk about space and that gets him a little excited. The clip of his one skate goal does some pretty big numbers just because Holy Fuck Dude.

he gets gif'd a lot for chewing on his mouthguard like Tkachuk. nasty boy. the fangirls go a little feral over those ones.

In terms of their relationships there is some plot stuff I'm cooking but John doesn't really care for the most part. he isn't ashamed but hes also like well im here to play hockey and im single nobody needs to be privy to my sexuality so he's kinda just closeted bc hes too lazy to do otherwise. you bet ur ass he wears pride tape every game and practice after Gary fucking shittman tried to institute the ban

(Shoutout to Travis "It had to be done" Dermott who called garys bluff like a PRO you my number 1 bbygirl i have a puck signed by him)

Gale is definitly closeted and it's a plot point in the au his journey with it. hes not closeted to himself but there are factors making him NOT want to be open with things.

I do think once theyre established in their team, they both have the C and a couple cups under their belt; when gale is ready - yeah they sit down with management and draw up a coming out plan. The team is so supportive of them they love their Bucks squared.

It's internet breaking

Please bear in mind hockey is REALLY homoerotic like these straight men kiss and hug and call eachother handsome and pet names constantly so theres a LOT that Clegan can actually just get away with and have plausible deniability

( a few seasons ago Marchand started licking other players and the NHL had to release a statement like 'its not against the rules but wtf bro stop')

[aibouart]

admittedly, i am afraid to talk about this, but have wanted to for a long while. i don't see a lot of people discuss this kind of thing, but i decided to do so for the me who was struggling and didn't know. also i have no idea where i am going with this and it's very late for me rn so here's a whole ass ramble on vent art. and also a bit more on how it's impacting how i view my art, now. i am terribly sorry if it's not very cohesive, my thoughts on it aren't yet cohesive either WOOPS

i wanted to talk a bit about how vent art really impacted my mental health, and how the idea that art needs some kind of meaning to have meaning really has been weighing on me lately (i know this is a concept i am assigning to my work and is not actually the norm/standard expectation of others consuming art. but it IS a sentiment i have seen enough that does impact me).

i want to specify, obviously i am not saying vent art is bad.

nor that doing vent pieces, or vent blogs, will ultimately result in what i went through for a number of years. rather, that this did happen to me, and there is a near impossible chance i am a unique case in any experience i will ever have. if you do vent art and it helps you, that's good! im not judging anyone for anything here. if your experience does not match my own, that's what it's like to be human~. i am not invalidating anyone on purpose by sharing my own experience. sorry for the insane disclaimer but it will eat me alive if i go to sleep thinking "what if they think x cuz i didn't say y and think im a terrible person"

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i used to do vent art frequently (you won't find much on here as it was uploaded to a personal at the time). anytime i felt down or had a line of dialogue in my head making me feel bad in a way, i would draw for it. but the way i had interacted with it was really unhealthy. it became a terrible feedback loop where i'd feel bad, draw how i felt bad, look at the art, and ruminate even more on how i felt bad, until it spiralled so out of control i would lose touch with reality and get lost entirely in feeling like garbage.

i would just get so lost in the cycle with vent art that it would make my mental space worse and worse, and i would use the vent art as a negative confirmation bias. the words that hurt me i wrote down and anytime i looked again, they would hurt me again. but i would keep looking, and i would keep drawing.

i have always used art as an outlet, but for some reason the way vent art impacted me was unhealthy. it wasn't a good outlet. and it took me years to cut ties with it. i relied on vent art for a long time, but it took a lot of introspection and thinking to realise it wasn't the release i thought it was. and it was hard to let go, too.

i haven't touched the blog in a few months, now. i haven't done much vent art at all since then and genuinely, i've been doing SOOO much better. i no longer ruminate nearly as much as i had done so, i no longer get caught in a feedback loop that lasts for days to weeks. i still feel like garbage like people tend to do, but i don't put myself in a cycle over it anymore. i have gone back to it a few times in moments of desperation, but what used to be every week/every few weeks is now once a month maybe. and not to the extent at all (i would oftentimes post ~20 images in one night, before).

but i keep thinking about how, while the way i had done vent art was bad for my mental health, i keep feeling that just because i do sparkly cute and happy drawings, now, or drawings with no real meaning, that my art has nothing beyond face value... i do like a lot of my vent art. i think their compositions, or hidden messages and meanings, or colour use, was interesting.

but it wasn't worth the price for me.

so i am a bit caught in an in-between, here. my favourite form of art is the expression of love-you liked something so much, you dedicated time to draw it. and yet i cannot ascribe that to my own work very often. i think that man i wish i could make art with some kind of deeper meaning, that speaks to people, that's more than just pretty colours or shiny shading or a character everyone likes, or a character i like. but i just... don't know if it's for me.

ultimately, i could develop a healthy relationship with expressing and exploring negative emotions or experiences through art, but... do i want to? do i have to? do i need to? is it not enough to just draw something because... i like it..?

of course, the answer is yes, draw what you want, draw how you want, it's your art. but i am still trying to come to terms with that idea. i dont want to be seen as some shallow artist who just draws what's cute and pretty because they can and it's all they can think of, but like what if that's just what i like to draw??

in the end, that alone is good enough, drawing because you like to, because it's fun, because you like the thing you're dedicating time to creating for. it's just hard to grapple with after discarding a type of art that i felt was the only way i drew "for real".

anyways i am sorry this is soooo fucking long, and for all the clarifications (IM STILL NOT SAYING VENT ART BAD AND EVERYONE WILL DO WHAT I DID!! Dx) and the fact i had no real point here (probably)

anyways i will continue to draw what i want because i like to, as i have always been.

[weirdmageddon]

does anyone have recommendations for a new drawing tablet with a screen (preferably compatible with paint tool sai; no sir not getting out of this chair. also having the pen work for a cracked version of photoshop cs3?) because im still using this surface 3 i got at the beginning of high school, i just graduated from college and its kinda ass now. im surprised it still works at all but pen pressure has started to glitch and stuff once theres too much RAM in use disincentivizing me from drawing digitally. the screen doesnt need to be really big—my surface screen is 10.8 inches diagonal and its fine for me. im currently looking at this guide and its really helpful

also i get overwhelmed by options so if theres a way to compare models thatd be helpful (especially when it comes to big differences in price) or if you just know which ones the best

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

Hiatus

TLDR: my ass has not been recovering but instead stressing myself out badly over tumblr so i will be taking a break from tumblr till it wont affect my mental health and my physical recovery. more details further down

Key Stuff:

Unlike my last hiatus, im talking a complete hiatus, no dash, no checking peoples blogs, no posting art and probably not even posting my writing on ao3.

Commissions will be open via my kofi as they have been, as im already shooting myself in the foot financially with this hiatus and i wont any further. I also won't be raising my prices from £25 to the price i should given how i changed my workflow and the time i take for them, in an attempt to make them more appealing, as other than unemployment benefits and occasional private comms from family they are my only way of making money as i am too disabled to work.

Mutuals please dm me for my discord if you want to keep in contact while im on hiatus<3 i will be active on there

My reasons: Since finishing education i have been mainly focusing on opening commissions, and then trying to draw more/get more popular so i can reach potential clients. Despite telling everyone and myself that this time is for me to recover from the stress of the last... well lifetime, I've thrown myself right into the stressful ordeal of being an artist online trying to make money through that art. And its been awful for my mental health.

Turning what was for so long my escape and joy into what i make money from has made it so much harder to focus on the positives, from lovely tags and replies to people interested in my ocs to discord conversations. I feel raw, drained, and one bad step away from fucking everything up because the stress is tiring me out so much i cant think about how to be polite, or find the energy to be kind no matter how much i want to.

I need to take a break from tumblr to actually try and fucking recover, and i'd rather leave now than after i have worn myself down even further. I hope to return as soon as i can do so in a good mental place, and hopefully i will have physically recovered to some extent in that time as well.

Because i think I'm funny[and this song has been looping in my head all day]:

[itwasthereaminuteago]

|| Part of Me ||

Symbiote!Matt Murdock x female reader

Tags/warnings: oh gosh where do we start? 😅 Oral sex (f rec), sort of non-con tentacle insertion at first quickly changing to 'yes please I am fully onboard for some consentacle porn', unprotected sex (p in v), assplay (m and f), slight choking, human and alien body fluids I guess, improv cock ring, and FLUFF (yes actually!).

A/n: thank you to the mutuals who enabled this 😉 and the post I saw from @thora-jane that inspired me in the first place (huge apologies if it's not really your thing let me know and I'll untag 🫢)

If anyone likes this I might try a more angsty exploration into the deeper moral issues that arise from being a crime fighting vigilante lawyer with an alien inside that just wants to rip heads off and eat them (thanks @spiderbabey for the inspo for that!)

After a brief chase through the dark city streets The Devil has the mugger pinned underneath him, baton poised above the guy's head, the silver of it glinting in the streetlight, his muscles straining hard with the effort of holding it back. He had heard the commotion, the threats, the gun being drawn and was on the scene in a flash of red. The guy saw the suit, the horns, and ran. As he tore off after him Matt could sense that the victim was shaken but otherwise unharmed but if he hadn't acted so fast…

KILL 'IM

"No!"

BAD MAN

"Yeah, I know. Very bad man," Matt grits his teeth together trying to keep the other voice at bay as he draws a hard breath.

KILL HIM

"No, No killing! I told you." Matt snaps.

HUNGRY

The deep growl has a sharp metallic edge to it that shocks right through Matt's veins. He can feel the power of it bubbling through him and it's taking everything to keep it inside and contained.

The devil had truly been let out. He could use it as an excuse for the things he did at night but the honest truth was that he wanted to do those things, he couldn't stop. He wouldn't stop. Since he'd been infected with this thing he was even faster and stronger than before, better equipped to protect the Kitchen… but it came with a price.

MAKE HIM SUFFER

The voice over his shoulder hissed as the perpetrator stared up at Matt, the smell of fear wafting off him.

DELICIOUS…

"We're taking him to the police and that's the end of it."

Matt dragged the man to his feet and dumped him at the station. As he jumped up the fire escape onto the roof of the next building the symbiote twitched under his skin.

YOU CAN'T HOLD ME BACK FOREVER MATTHEW

He ignored it but he knew he was in for yet another restless night.

And that wasn't all.

There was you.

It had been the worst possible timing. You had started seeing each other about a month before it happened, and he was on edge around you the entire time. You had put it down to nerves and stress at work, trying your best to get Matt to relax and not worry, to assure him that you loved spending time with him and he could just be himself.

PRETTY

"Fuck, no, don't ruin this for me…please."

"Uh, hey Matt, you alright?"

He tries his best to keep it together. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine, it's just this case… "

"A tricky one huh?" You ask him.

"Mmm, a total pain in the ass, you could say."

"Do you need to work late? Because it's okay if you do, we can rearrange dinner for another time?"

He'd let you take the lead, you had been the one inviting him up to your apartment after you had dinner together and on both occasions he'd politely declined, half of him not wanting to rush this and the other half terrified of what his alien side might do.

WE LIKE HER

Yes, of course he liked you, you were funny and smart and understanding. So much more than most.

However, this time after you had finished your meal and he had walked you home, you wouldn't take no for an answer. You knew he was probably just being polite, knew he really wanted to take things further but had something on his mind. You were so patient and open with him, encouraging him to talk about it if he wanted, to express his concerns. You didn't want him to do something he'd regret.

"I just, don't want to hurt you…" he'd explained, and that was the truth. He'd quickly fallen in love with you and the way you were giving him all the time and space he could need was just causing him to fall even deeper.

"You won't hurt me Matt, I know you won't." You'd said so sweetly as you pressed him up against your door, your lips falling on his.

The alien had been uncharacteristically quiet of late but he wasn't taking any chances when you pulled him into your apartment. He wanted to damage control as far as possible, there was no way he wanted to scare you away.

"I know it might sound strange with me uh, not being able to see but… is it okay if we keep the lights off?"

You smiled so warmly. "Of course, I want us to be comfortable."

God you were perfect. He couldn't fuck this up. He wouldn't.

+

"Oh, oh that feels sooo good, oh holy shit Matt, it's like your hands are all over me…"

Fuck.

You had your eyes softly closed, that much he could tell and was grateful for. Inky black tendrils were webbing across your naked skin and caressing your breasts as his own fingers were still woven in your hair and holding onto your waist as he kissed you, but he couldn't stop it.

SOFT

The dark voice within him rumbles with interest.

WE WANT TO TASTE HER

For once Matt found himself agreeing with his symbiote.

"Sweetheart," he says to you, kissing his way slowly down the side of your neck and down your chest and stomach. "would you let me do something for you?"

You gasp in anticipation, knowing exactly what he's about to ask as he gently nudges your thighs wider. "Yes, yes Matty please…"

You don't see, only feel the two long black shining tentacles that lash their way around your thighs, with two others branching out and teasing up and down your pussy lips, spreading them open and putting you perfectly on display for him. You take a sudden sharp inhale of air and Matt freezes. "Are you alright? I can stop…" that wasn't exactly the truth, he didn't know if he could.

"No, no no please don't stop! I just… it feels so different, I- don't know how you're doing what you're doing, but god, don't stop…"

Matt hums before he kisses the soft inner skin of each thigh, then slips out his tongue, dragging it slowly up the center of you, flicking it up over your clit. The sound you make has his dick throbbing.

He laps you up, his hands skimming up over your hips to hold you firm to his mouth as he takes his time taking you apart. He hears you whimper and twitch under him, and only then is he aware of the thick, probing, wet tentacle that's pushing its way into your pussy.

"Mm!"

"Oh fuck!" Matt curses, he can feel the sensation of you squeezing him through the symbiote. It's like nothing he had ever experienced before. You moan long and hard as you're filled, Matt's tongue still licking and sucking you towards ecstasy.

SHE LIKES IT

He can't usually control what the alien does, can only hold it back so much, but now he finds the control has been shared with him, the room quickly filling with slick sounds as he moves this extension of him within you, drawing out your addictive little moans.

He stops when he senses you looking at him. Actually looking. With your eyes.

He wants to die.

"Oh, Matt…" you sit up as he gently pulls away from you, the symbiote retracting slowly and carefully back under his skin with a grumble that only he can hear.

"Is this what you were afraid of, why you've been acting so strange?"

"I, god I'm sorry, I shouldn't have- I'll go-" he feels around for his pants but you crawl across the bed and grab his arm stopping him from running away.

NO

"Matt, please don't leave! Just tell me, is… is this thing a part of you?"

Matt sighs, hanging his head. "It's... still all so new but… yeah. I don't really know how it works yet." His head tilts adorably as he considers something.

"Why aren't you running a mile? Aren't you scared, or mad that I kept this from you?"

You only smile and pull him closer. "I'm only sad that you felt you had to keep it from me. If it's part of you, that's okay. I want all of you, Matt, if you still want me…"

He can't believe what you're saying, how could you possibly be any more perfect? He licks his lips, nodding. "Of course I do."

"Come here," you beckon, lying back on your bed. "We'll figure this out together, but only if you finish what you started. I don't know how good those other senses of yours are but… I liked it."

You trail your fingers up his side, his breathing shallow as everything you're saying sinks in.

"Touch me with them, Matt… please." Your voice is coloured with excitement and need and who is he to refuse you. His brows almost reach up to his hairline and the smile on his lips is as wide as his face when you reach for him. A soft gasp leaves you when his other side makes a gradual reappearance, the webbed, black tendrils snaking up your skin and coiling around your breasts. You sigh softly when one slides inside you again.

Rippling contractions pass down through the length of the tentacle, massaging you from within and making you mewl out with pleasure. Matt's breath wavers as you watch as another one wraps around his own cock and does the same, slowly squeezing and milking drops of precum onto the sheets.

The sensation of warm slithering and throbbing rolls over your clit at the same time Matt is desperately licking into your mouth, there's so much stimulation your brain is starting to melt. Slick wet sounds as the tentacle fucks in and out of you fill the room, and you feel your pussy walls start to flutter and contract. "Ohh, m'gonna cum-!" You moan as your body writhes and rolls against him. Matt takes it all in, he can feel the tight squeezing of your perfect cunt, the pounding of your heart, hear the sweet sounds you make as your orgasm rolls through you.

"You're so beautiful…"

He slows and gently pulls back letting you come back down. "Are you okay sweetie?"

You almost laugh, your body alight with desire. "Jesus Matt, yes!"

"If you want to stop-"

"Mm, no don't stop, let me feel you." you breathe, and tentacles are quick to wrap around your body, drawing Matt closer, bracing himself over you.

"You got any more of those?" You tease, arching into his touch while other thick strands of shiny black emerge and wrap around your legs pulling them open again. He moans against your parted lips, the coil that's around his hard cock nudging the head of it at your entrance, coating himself in your arousal. The tip of your tongue gently slides against his as he pushes inside, just the barest whisper of pain as he stretches you open.

SWEET GIRL, SO GOOD FOR US

Matt makes a quiet noise in agreement as he starts to grind his hips at your insistence. You feel like nothing else and he wants to make this good for you. You respond to every little touch of him and the symbiote, purring like a kitten when your nipples are pinched and tugged by the prehensile serpent-like appendages. The steady, slow drag of his cock in and out has you murmuring his name like a prayer while he shows just how much he adores you with his mouth, the warm brush of his lips caressing your sensitive skin and setting off goosebumps all across it.

YES

MORE

The voice at the back of his brain is greedy, but it soon becomes clear it's just echoing your own desires to him. He feels more tendrils slipping their way up to wrap around your throat and slither between your legs, hearing the needy, desperate panting from you when one of them brushes lightly against your ass.

"Uhuh! Please, yes Matty… please"

You beg him until the blunt, self lubricating tip of it breaches you gently. It's small and slender at first allowing you to get used to the intrusion, but then there's nothing but pleasure as it swells bigger making you feel stuffed full, pulsing every time Matt thrusts his cock deep in your pussy.

He groans as another tendril that's not under his control splits off, penetrating his own ass and throbbing against his prostate, while yet another curls tightly around the base of his sensitive cock to stop him from cumming right there and then.

"Fuck… fuck!" He whines at the intensity of all this feeling, connected to you in a way he could never have dreamed of.

You're so very near to falling apart, being thoroughly fucked from every possible angle, your eyes are rolling back and muffled moans escape from around the thick black tentacle that lays heavy against your tongue as you suck on it.

The creature inside him is suspiciously silent, seemingly content feeding from your throes of passion for now. But then it speaks again, a hungry voice full of sharp teeth and carnal want.

HARDER

MORE

SHE CAN TAKE IT

Matt tries in vain to shake the lustful haze from his mind. "Sweetie, tell me what you need…" he asks you, his voice strained and tight.

"M'so close Matt," you cry, "please, please harder… make me cum!"

He lets loose, giving you what you need, making you moan so prettily as his hips piston hard, skin slapping against the backs of your thighs. The improvised cock ring finally releases him, coiling lower to tug and pull on his balls and he ruts even harder chasing his own end. A slick combination of your own juices and those from the symbiote leaks over your bodies as they slip and slide against each other, only increasing the multitudes of sensation thrumming through you as the tentacles fuck, fill, tease and choke you. Your cries rise as you can't hold back any longer, cumming and creaming hard on his cock, your pussy and ass squeezing so powerfully he quickly follows, his fingers almost bruising your soft flesh as he's groaning and spilling hot inside you.

The symbiote growls and purrs along with him, satisfied and sated. It very slowly withdraws again, slipping out of your bodies leaving you wrapped in a sweaty mess of only each other.

Matt gently brushes some strands of hair away from your face. "You okay sweetheart? It… wasn't too rough on you was it?"

You stretch yourself out with a blissful sound against him, eyes half closed and a relaxed smile on your lips. "No, I… just didn't know I could feel that good."

Matt chuckles softly, kissing you on the cheek. "Neither did I."

You lie there for a few soft moments getting your breath back before guiding him to the bathroom, turning on the shower and pulling him in with you, letting the stream of hot water cleanse you both. His multiple tentacles are a great help washing your hair and soaping up your body, and you find yourself petting them and giggling as they wrap a fluffy towel around you when you're done.

"Honestly Matt, I think you're amazing."

Matt is almost brought to tears while he hugs you tight. It feels so good to know he doesn't need to face this change in him alone, and that he's lucky that he met someone as understanding and loving as you to share it with.

Now all he had to figure out was how to explain his other life to you…

[queermentaldisaster]

Another Love chapter two

And lemme be sappy here for a minute. when I first started this series, I never thought it'd get this much attention. I'm glad it did, don't get me wrong. But it astounds me. So thank you. To all of you.

And a heads up that this is the end of what I like to call arc two. Arc three will be...darker. I hope y'all are ready.

Tags: @forestshadow-wolf @rainerestored @8-rae-rae-8 @axelaxolotl09 @im-here-and-im-confused @bringinsexybackk69 (If you want to be added to or removed from the taglist, let me know!)

Chapter underneath the cut.

He was floating on cloud nine, as he giggled. ‘Och, ah'm actin’ like a wee schoolgirl with a crush!’ he thought, leaning against the wall. ‘But Simon loves me back…’ he beamed, letting out a breath. Price came over, and saw Soap. He must've had the dumbest lovestruck look on his face, because he was pulled out of his thoughts by Price speaking. “Soap, you good? You look like you just had the best meal of your life.”

Soap beamed, standing up straight. “Aye, ah'm fine, Captain. But ah just had ma first kiss ‘s all!” He giggled again, causing Price to raise an eyebrow and tilt his head slightly to the side. “What? Your first kiss?” Soap nodded happily. “Aye, Simon kissed me!” he let out a contented sigh. “Ah love that man…” He murmured, his heart racing. ‘That was better than ah ever imagined.’ he thought. Price shook his head with a fond grin. “You’re ridiculous, Soap.” He chuckled, patting Soap's shoulder and walking off.

Soap beamed and rushed to his room. He pulled out his sketchbook, flipping past the various drawings of Ghost to a blank page. He sat down at his desk with a pencil, and began sketching the small amount of Ghost's face he'd been able to see. The Glasgow smile that was reduced to faded scars, the blondish-brown stubble, the way his lips curved into that sultry smirk. He made sure to capture every detail, and he let out a sigh as he finished. He added some shading where the mask casted a shadow, kicking his feet slightly as he did so. He let out another sigh. He flipped back to one of his earlier sketches, one of Ghost sitting in an armchair in the medical bay, asleep. He'd looked so peaceful, and Soap just had to capture it. He'd added the finishing touches after Ghost had left.

He smiled, running a thumb along the lineart, careful not to smudge anything. He let out a breath, closed his sketchbook, and stood up to go head out for training. He stepped out of his room, and as he walked past a supply closet, he felt something hit him in the head, hard enough to knock him unconscious. Time seemed to slow as he fell, his vision starting to go black. ‘Simon…ah need help…’ and then he hit the ground, and everything went black.

•✧-----------------------------------✧•

He was woken up by a jolt, like a car going over a speed bump, or a helo hitting turbulence. There was rope around his wrists and some kind of fabric in his mouth, keeping him quiet. He let out a weak grunt, and opened his eyes, to find a…demon standing in front of him. The demon's wings were torn, her eyes blank, one of her horns half broken off, and she had an American patch on her chest. There was a collar around her neck. She turned her head slightly. “Commander Graves,” she said, in a thick Russian accent. Soap's eyes widened as he saw Graves step into view. “Ah! Our guest is awake!” He exclaimed. “Good job Mirror, I'll take over watching him.” The demon, Mirror, nodded, turning around and walking off. She went over to the front seats of the helo. Soap turned an angry glare onto Graves. He noticed the burn scar in the shape of Ghost's hand on Graves's left cheek, and he let out a proud huff.

Graves laughed, a bitter sound. “Soap, buddy. Hey, y’know, you and your demon 'friend' have been pains in our asses. He's the last one we need. But for some reason, he's still terribly attached to you.” Soap's eyes narrowed. ‘Ye daft bastard, it's not because of anythin’ ah’ve done.’ He thought. Graves continued, “So, Shepherd has told me to bring you back to home base. We're gonna get every single little secret outta that miserable brain of yours. Then, we're gonna use you as bait to lure in Ghost, and make him one of our soldiers.” Graves's eyes narrowed. “And there is nothing you can do to stop us.”

Soap let out a low growl, deep in his throat, a habit he'd picked up from Ghost. ‘Ah’d like ta see ye try and break ma demon, Graves.’ he thought.

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Enid knows this is dangerous but fuck, she needs food. She needs money. She feels weak and thin; she can feel hunger gnawing at the space between her bones and nipping at her tendons like hellhounds.

"Lady Death," she starts, pointing her rinky-dink sword at a dark figure. "I come seeking Lady Esther of house Sinclair."

'My mother who left me to fend for myself, turning her back when I needed her most.' She doesn't say.

"Her bounty is extremely large."

"You do?" Dark wings stretch out in an offended puff, a few loose feathers failing like snow. "Well, she will not be coming back to you. She had a debt and she paid the price."

Enid almost wants to rush her, overwhelm her so she can win and go home and eat. There's an amazing cook on the corner of town that makes the most divine steak. She'd kill to eat there again.

She grips her sword tighter.

'Might have to.'

"You will return her." She fights down a gulp of fear. She isn't afraid.

"And if I don't? What then?" Death turns to face Enid and no, she isn't pretty. Enid isn't picking out names for kids in her head. She doesn't want to touch those pretty wings.

"You're stick thin, have the posture of a sick dog, have less grace than a newborn deer, and can't even hold a sword right." She draws a beautiful rapier from her hip, holding it confidently. "This is how you hold a blade, Lady Enid-" She doesn't think about how smoothly her name sounds from her, she doesn't. "-So I ask once more: what if I don't return that debtor?" She points the tip of her weapon at Enid's throat.

Enid swings first. She does manage to strike Death's hand, but her sword's so dull and poorly made it just sort of smacks her hand. It gets the point of her blade away from her jugular though, so she made a good choice.

"Good," Death begins. She corrects her posture into a perfect little stance, low to the ground and poised to beat Enid's ass. "Now try and attack when I defend."

Enid does.

She loses.

Death moves fast as hell; by the time Enid's processed the fact that her own sword has moved, Death has already moved away.

"You disappoint me, Wolf. I thought you'd at least hit me by now."

The cocky shit put her rapier back in its spot on her hip; she's just judging and dodging Enid now.

Enid drops her sword in a patch of mud. 'Shit, this is it. I'm gonna die'

"Pick it up. This is the most fun I've had in years." Cruel.

Enid grabs her sword and swings.

Death dodges again. She turns around.

"Sad, truly. I saw a chance for something fun, but instead-" Suddenly, Death reaches up and rubs a thumb at her cheek.

Enid can see mud on it.

Death turns around, and she's- she's not smiling, but Enid gets the feeling she is on the inside.

"Enid, I am impressed. Very well, I will entertain you. Sell me as to why I should grant you back Esther Sinclair."

Death can kill her.

She's so pretty.

"I'll consensually kiss you."

"What?"

"What?"

Death blushes.

They both stare in shock. Death because this is a bold mortal, and Enid because fuck she's so dumb she's about to fucking die why did she say kiss-

"I- well. Bold move." Death circles Enid like a hungry wolf. "I think it pays off. I have a counter offer: you get 3 dates of your choosing. If I am wooed, you get want you want."

Enid shakes because she has a god damn chance.

"And if you win?"

Death grins now, sharp teeth and glowing eyes.

"Don't worry about it." She sticks out a hand.

Enid thinks for 2 seconds. Yoko would tell her it's a new record.

"Deal." She shakes Death's cold hand.

-Writer Anon. (I'll get around to writing each individual date eventually!)

WHAT IS HAPPENIN??

IS ENID LITERALLY GOING ON A DATE WITH DEATH??????

holy shit enid, you go girl!! i hope you get wined and dined

ty again writer anon for this food, needed something fluffy after the angst i just read of unrequited wenclair

im specifically using this but AGAIN THIS IS SO GOODD

but wtf did esther do to get into that much debt, like gawdamn

[ultimateloserboy]

ok fine ill be professional. Its pride month and i got a new tablet so IM OPENING COMMISIONS WOOOO!!!! CONSIDER SUPPORTING MY TRANS GAY ASS!!!

the prices are low because im new to this ! this also means i wont be drawing big or heavily detailed things as im not ready for that and need to ease into it! thank you for understanding :>>

boundaries and extras:

no nsfw ! joke things are fine but nothing too far. im fine with drawing naked chests as long as its not for sexual reasons. im fine with drawing furries/anthro, and im fine with drawing actual animals like cats. im fine with ship art but id prefer if its kept simple, and NO PR//SHIP OR INC//ST OF ANY KIND!!! no south park or genshin but anything else goes really !!

basically ill draw you pretty much anything as long as its not genuinely weird. you want sans undertale in a bikini? i got you. you want that guy from mob psycho eating a hot dog? im on it. but i have the right to turn down any requests. ill let you know immediately if im comfortable with your request or not, and if not we can discuss, but i have every right to deny drawing you something. please see me as a person or you wont get anything at all. thank you!

also i only have cashapp. sorry gamers

[critterchitters-closedcaptions]

Hi, this is gona be a long ass post and im on mobile, so hang with me.

first, ill cut right to the chase

Im currently unemployed and need money to exist in this capitalist hellscape.

so, since thats my current predicament, ill be taking commissions!

here are some examples of things ive done and my prices

ill take payment through paypal, though im willing to work with other payment options as well!

The body prices are per-character, the other prices are per-piece (example: a flat colored sketch of two headshots would be 12$, 5 per character head, and 2 for the color), and im able to do lineart or lineless - though i dont have any good examples at the moment with lineart - and the prices will only vary if the design is super complex or hard to do, and theyre able to be changed a bit to work with your budget

I will draw

anything for your blog! (example: the pokemon images above, a header, an icon, etc!)

gore! (dm me if you want to see examples)

full scenes (with backgrounds and all!)

characters from pre-existing media (scp, homestuck, pokemon, etc!)

ocs, adopts, ideas, you name it! human, furry, and any other is alright with me.

plain background scenes with no characters in them are things i can do too!

minor nudity

things i Wont draw

hate speech

sexually explicit scenes (due to a lack of practice)

transphobia/racism/n*zi imagery, general nastiness like that

im also willing to design characters for you, and i can provide prices and examples of designs ive made upon request.

please dm me here or on discord @ [CC&CC]#8992 to contact me about any of this!

thank you for reading this far! ill also be reblogging this to my side accounts to try and get a few more eyes on this.

below is a little bit of info about me so you can decide if you want to Give Me Your Money or not ^^

im a genderqueer and overall queer trans man whose just moved out from my parents home and am living with my best friend of nearly 10 years. ive got a snake, salamander, and two bug colonies, i love pretty much all animals, and am an amateur songwriter/musician! im disabled in multiple ways (but that just makes me cooler 😎) and i deal with some pretty prominent mental issues which make being regular to a job without my health getting in the way pretty difficult. also part of a did system, which is. So Cool and Epic

im looking for a proper job, but its not been going too well for me thusfar, largely because places ive applied have found more fitting people to fill the roles. and thats ok! i just need some way to make money in order to buy groceries and Supplies for My Boys and generally. live, lol! i also want to take some burden off of my roomates shoulders, considering hes been doing wonders to help support me, but im not really able to provide much in return. job places are also a bit hesitant to hire me considering my aforementioned health issues.

anyway, sorry for the rambling and thank you for reading this far! i hope you can consider supporting me, but if not maybe a quick reblog to spread this around would be great! thank you so very much and have a wonderful day!!

[vbee-miya]

hiii vi <3 may i please request a written matchup for haikyuu and tokyo revengers please <3

i’m 20, she/her, male leaning pref!

personality:

- really kind (when i'm not driving)

- considerate of others

- creative

-generally really smart

- goofy (in a good way)

- extremely honest

- moody

- bad at saving money

- hard on myself

- impulsive

-jealous

-stubborn

likes: cold weather, early mornings, purple monster energy, the colors brown, black, and sage green, eyeliner, fuzzy socks, piercings, playboy stuff, baggy jeans, my playstation, black nail polish, matcha tea, coffee, horror, pancakes, fnaf, eren jaeger

dislikes: sounds of chewing, being hot, old people, crowded places, strict schedules, dishonesty, loud noises

interests: video games, listening to music, skating, shopping, drawing, painting, reading writing

facts about me!:

- im 5’7

-i'm a biology major

- i'm a sophomore in college

-i'm a sagittarius sun, taurus moon, virgo rising

-i'm an enfp

-my enneagram is 7w6

and this is me <3 (which you know we’ve been moots for like, ever, now)

thank youuuu ❤️

༺❀༻ matchup ༺❀༻

anything for you, you sexy ass mf 😩

uh it’s pretty obvious enough, babes no matter how many times you request a haikyuu match up suna and you will always, and i mean always will be paired up together. also being a taurus moon is so sexy of us 😩

just like your hair dying obsession with whatever color you dye it, suna will always look good with you 🤭

fact he’d let you wear his jeans like literally will not care if you take his shit. one he’d think it all looks so sexy on you. especially his jeans like sure he’s a sucker for when you wear his hoodies and t-shirts but like wearing his jeans or sometimes boxers it just hits him so right, and he’ll want your warmth in bed all over again.

fact he’d let you wear his jeans like literally will not care if you take his shit. one he’d think it all looks so sexy on you. especially his jeans like sure he’s a sucker for when you wear his hoodies and t-shirts but like wearing his jeans or sometimes boxers it just hits him so right, and he’ll want your warmth in bed all over again.

suna fuking sucks at saving money so good luck to y’all, but it’s not that he haphazardly spends them, it’s more so the fact that he’ll generously give you money when you ask for it. he’s no billionaire, but at long as there’s no negatives in his checking account and there’s enough money for him to pay gas prices and buy jelly snacks then by all means he honestly wouldn’t care spending if not loaning you money. best part is you wouldn’t even need to pay him back, he’d just forget about it and probably just take a few couple of hundreds from his savings if need to.

if you wanted to paint his nails black and put eyeliner on him, he’d let you and cause he’s got a little sister, headcanon in exchange for that he’d do your hair. so that he can also give you neck kissys.

when y’all decide to go skating especially midsummer night skating, he’s a chill guy but listen if there’s random old people in the way he’d just swerve pass them and like curse them out under his breath.

cause media is ruing our lives suna would definitely active on any media platform, and fact would only post his BeReals at night time.