#i'll probably delete it on that day

[simbico]

Hugo: “Maybe after the party I can introduce you to Biggus Dickus.”

Amantius: *choosing to ignore him* “Why are you clipping in the back?”

I forgot how buggy this costume is.....

[lost-in-fandoms]

Part 2 from this post. Here part 1. This is not very happy, I'm sorry.

cw: (sort of) discussion of dub-con of the heat variety, mentions of sexual content.

Hissing+growling

It's late afternoon when Daniel comes out of the bathroom, holding his shirt in his hands and considering if it would be worth it to put it back on again.

Max is asleep now, splayed under the sheets with a small frown on his face, but the room is still permeated by the sweet smell of hormones and the sticky one of slick and cum, and Daniel can tell the heat is not quite over yet. It makes some alpha part of him deeply content, to have their scents intertwined like this and a satisfied omega in his bed, despite all the other mixed feelings turning in his brain at the moment.

He had finally managed to talk to Christian, just before his shower, to inform him and also to ask what the fuck, and the man had confirmed what Daniel had suspected since the night before: this was not one of Max's scheduled heats. It probably was part of the reason why it had hit Max like that, hard and fast, barely giving Daniel any time to get him out of the club and to the hotel without giving their pr people a massive headache.

And now he is left with this: Max naked and spent in his bed, and a very big question mark above the state of their personal and professional relationship.

He's considering slipping back into the sheets, alpha instincts screaming at him to go back to touching his the omega, or maybe texting Michael to have a big freak out about the whole situation, when someone knocks at the door.

He makes it over as quickly as possible, knowing it's probably the food he has ordered for himself and Max, but he still hears Max shift behind him, making a small snuffling sound that makes Daniel smile.

He's still smiling as he drags the little food cart inside, turning into the room, ready to feed his the omega, a good morning on his tongue when Max hisses at him.

It almost happens in slow motion. Daniel turns towards the bed, meeting Max's wide eyes. Max recoils, sitting up so fast Daniel can almost see him getting dizzy. Max's confused expression flickers to fear for a second before shuttering closed. And then he hisses at Daniel.

Daniel instinctively steps back, raising his hands and curling his shoulders inwards, trying to make himself as non-threatening as possible, brain already scrambling to find the reason why Max is upset.

"Max, what..." he can't even finish the question before Max is hissing again, pulling the sheets higher to cover his chest. His hands are shaking.

"Max," Daniel tries again, softer this time, forcing the hurt out of his voice, every alpha part of him screaming to fix this. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Max shakes his head, baring his teeth a little, pressing his back into the headboard harder.

"What did you do to me?" he bites out, voice hoarse. Images from the last twelve hours surge through Daniel's mind, Max opening up so well for him, moaning around his knot, drool on his chin, tears streaming down his cheeks. Max on his hands and knees, back arching under Daniel's hand. Max pulling at Daniel's hair, dragging his face into the crook of his neck, right above his mating gland.

"I didn't do anything, mate," Daniel answers, knowing immediately it's the wrong thing to say when Max hisses again.

"You, you...knotted me!" There's a blush high on Max's cheeks, spreading further as he spits the words, embarrassment and anger mixing in a dangerous cocktail.

"Yes? You were in heat, and you asked..."

"I would not ask!" Max interrupts him, fists closing harder around the sheets, voice growing louder and higher. "You should have left me!"

It's a hit to Daniel's ego, this straight up refusal from Max that he would even want to spend his heat with him, but he decides to save that hurt for later, having bigger problems at hand.

"Max," he says, forcing himself to keep his voice patient and level, "I couldn't have left you like that, you were in pain. And you did ask me."

"Then you should have said no!"

Daniel doesn't understand. He gets it, that Max is confused, probably still a little out of it from his heat, but Daniel had been good to him. He had treated him right. He doesn't understand where all this anger and fear is coming from. He was helping!

"Listen, if you tell me who's your usual heat buddy I will call them for you, okay? So they can help you with the rest of it." It hurts, to even suggest it. No part of his alpha instincts wants him to leave the omega alone, no part of him wants to leave Max like this, but he knows how important it is for omegas to be comfortable during their heats, and if Max isn't comfortable with him anymore, then they'll have to sort this all out another time.

He's expecting Max to relax a little, but he bristles instead, blush deepening.

"Fuck you, I do not have a heat buddy," he spits, crossing his arms. Daniel's traitorous eyes linger a little on the swell of his chest under the sheets, the bulge of his biceps, before he's able to get a hold on himself.

Wait, no heat buddy?

"Max, was this the first..."

Again, Max doesn't let him finish, hissing loud and angry at him. Daniel's brain stumbles, too much sudden confusing information, and he fucks up.

He growls back, irritated.

The reaction is immediate. Max's eyes widen and he slumps, bowing forward until his forehead is almost touching his knees, back of his neck exposed in submission even before Daniel has the chance to start being horrified in himself.

"Shit," he swears, taking a step towards the bed and then stopping when Max flinches. "Max, I didn't mean..."

Max's shoulders are shaking. Daniel feels nauseous.

"Max, I swear, I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry."

He backs away until he's pressed against the wall furthest away, watches as Max slowly straighten his back, pulling the sheet up with him. There's a blankness on his face that wasn't there before. The room smells sour, upset omega scent overpowering everything else.

"I want you to leave, Daniel" Max says, his voice just as flat as his expression.

Daniel doesn't know if his body is supposed to feel like this, if his heart is supposed to be beating this way.

"Max, I'm sorry," he pleads, some part of him acutely aware that if he leaves this room now, they'll never be the same. He'll never be the same.

Max doesn't say anything else, just looks down at his lap, looking small in the dirty sheets, distressed scent like hands around Daniel's throat.

Daniel picks up his phone and wallet, weirdly glad he had gotten dressed again before opening the door so he doesn't have to prolong this strange walk of shame now. He feels disconnected from his own body, everything feeling wrong wrong wrong.

"You should call Christian, let him know when you'll be leaving," is somehow what his voice decides to say, instead of any of the questions and apologies his brain is currently screaming.

He just barely hears Max's first sob over the click of the door locking behind him.

[m-eltdown]

[shepscapades]

dbhc discord? 🥺🙏

Hi!! Figure now is as good a time as any to mention, but I do actually have a discord!

However, I should clarify that this is NOT a minecraft, hermitcraft, or dbhc-specific discord. It's a discord for my streams! It's kind of turned into a little community where people share art and chat about stuff, and i do often share little sneak peek posts sometimes there, so a lot of the chatter tends to be about hermits and whatnot since that's what i've been into, but yeah!

I usually only post the invite link during streams for those who wanna watch in the future/be part of the little community that gets stream notifs, but I figured since it's been asked about on occasion, i would post the link here! This link will expire in a few days, but if you want notifications for when I stream, please feel free to join!

Like all discord servers, I ask that you read the rules and everything before interacting, of course :] <3

[softie-rain]

Sejanus Plinth. Perceived by all, loved by many, understood by few.

[chimchiri]

I think I might have deleted the post about the interview but - I did get the job! :''') <3

[orb-weaving]

I have not been so physically unwell about a ship as chronohaul in a long, long time.

[softestaries]

current mood: lying in a ditch listening to champagne problems

[non-un-topo]

Did my second T shot at home. Moments of import: (TW needles)

[suddencolds]

. not snz

on healing and on fear (tags)

[linipik]

My laptop is in the repair shop. Again.

I was able to do a proper backup this time, so no big losses here.... but I'm still stressed out. I feel there is going to be a day all my digital work is going to disappear for no reason, and that's why I now have the need to organize those nice PDF files I upload on kofi.

The good news is that I still have like +50 post in my drafts, and I'm psyching myself up to post them

We'll see how it goes, but have me in your thoughts :<

[redrobinfr]

ooc:

Hey y'all, figured I'd let y'all know that I won't be available for any lore rps for a little over a week cause of irl stuff! I won't have great cell service or anything, but might post every now and then when I'm not doing anything, so there may not be total radio silence from me!

[kuruk]

Can you not post those images from that anime or put them under the read more thing that tumblr has please

what do you mean "can you not post those" I already did and you already saw so what's that supposed to do now..

[paimonial-rage]

My favorite works in no particular order:

Tipsy Tales (Anemo Boys)

Symbiosis (Ayato)

What Destiny Has Brought (Fischl)

Hello How Are You (Gorou)

Follow the Wind II (Kazuha)

Of the Same Coin (Mika)

Songs of the Wind (Venti)

Nothing Lasts Forever (Yae Miko)

Sharing a Drink They Call Loneliness (Zhongli)

Of Hopes and Prayers (Zhongli)

[anne-bsd-bibliophile]

Having relationships when you're neurodivergent can be so hard. I don't get a lot of nonverbal cues, or at least that's what I've been told. I can't really tell, so I just take their word for it. Apparently I come across as argumentative a lot when I never intend to. I was accused of being too clingy and "following them around like a lost puppy" when I thought I was just trying to have a conversation with someone I thought was a friend. If I'm overwhelmed I shut down and don't talk much, but then I'm accused of being standoffish. I get excited and have a tendency to talk too much about things I enjoy, so I've told for my entire life that if I talk about my interests I won't have any friends. I try to keep all this in mind and be on my best behavior, especially with the people I love most because I really don't want to run them off. I never notice until it is far too late that my friends stopped spending time with me. I'll find myself looking for them only to realize they don't want to be my friend anymore and I have absolutely no idea why. But I do know I struggle with communicating with people, so it must be my fault, right? Whenever I try to show how much I care about someone, I always seem to be doing it "wrong." I don't know what I did wrong, but whether I know what I did or not everyone eventually leaves me. I'm just not cut out to have friends.

[milkteawithrusk]

woww that was so awkward. we used to be best friends???