#im not usually into it but this was pretty good!!!!

[softness-and-shattering]

I thought he was going to sit on the log 😂.

Ok but theres actually a distinction. Sometimes 'how are you' is basically just hi, its a recognition that youre a person. Basically always when a stranger asks how you are its polite small talk words that we say instead of just launching into asking something or giving information, its saying yes hello you are a person I am a person. Its a social...glue? Lubricant? Tool.

With people youre close to, or if someone seems concerned then its an actual inquiry into your wellbeing. Theres definitely grey area and you kinda have to play it by ear.

When I started not being well, I just stopped answering "great, thank you". I started saying things like "same old" or "not too bad" or "could be worse". If I was feeling particularly shitty I might say "not great" or "could be better", in the approximate same casual tone, which leaves the other person to either leave it as a greeting completed, or ask follow up questions if theyre concerned.

You dont have to always answer in the positive. It would be inappropriate usually to give a whole speech about your problems, but you can say "not having a great day actually". "Pretty stressed but lets see if we can make some progress". "Ive actually got a headache so maybe we can focus on easy things for now, could I get some water?". "Not good but Im here".

The more you do it the more you normalise it for people around you. It doesnt have to be a big deal, you dont have to open up to them about everything. Theyre just being polite and youre politely answering, they might ask a follow up and then youre done with the introduction part of your interaction. Some people will probably ask for details like close friends, your mom, etc. You dont have to give details.

Its just a sliver of honesty. Its ok. Doesnt have to be a big deal.

[machveil]

Johnny stealing one of Simon’s balaclavas for Halloween - he’s sure Simon knows, but the Brit hasn’t come looking for him. Johnny has a good laugh, grabbing one of his black gym hoodies and a pair of jeans. it gets a good laugh out of you too, a little surprised when Johnny comes out of your room donning Ghost’s signature mask. he tries to walk a little slower than usual, poorly mimicking how Simon stalks around

Johnny who fakes a British accent, it doesn’t sound like Simon’s at all - Simon’s Mancunian accent, rough and deep, is probably turning in its grave at Johnny’s impression. you both giggle over it, cupping his masked cheeks and smiling up at him. he can’t help it, leaning down to kiss you through the balaclava, snorting when you laugh mid kiss. it’s silly, the way his eyes sparkle with mischief when you’re used to seeing Simon’s dark, cold gaze behind that mask

CW: something possessed me to write this, Johnny fucking you in Ghost’s mask, ambiguous relationship dynamic - up to your interpretation

“Think Simon could fuck you this good?”, panting against your neck as he ruts into you, Johnny can’t help but smirk behind the black fabric. he didn’t really know where the question came from, a possessive bite to his words as he snaps his hips forwards, “He wishes— he could be me.”. moaning when you squeeze around him, he can’t be bothered to tug the balaclava up, drool seeping into the fabric as you cry out beneath him, hiccuping as he pulls out

too much, his cock being bullied back into you with a harsh thrust, “Nah, m’better than ‘im, aren’t I?”, he huffs, tears glossing over his pretty blue eyes as he shifts to look down at you. “C’mon, say it, mo ghaol.”, pretty blue eyes, but as you look up at Johnny there’s something unmistakable looking back at you, the way Simon looks at you - a gut wrenching devotion that has your heart thrumming. “What’s wrong? Cannae answer me? Or do you jus’ want Simon to ruin you too?”

[henry7931]

Playing in the Attic

Kenton:

Chris and I are cousins (the youngest in the family), our whole family is gettin together this weekend at my Uncle Al’s house for his big birthday celebration. I was so excited to see Chris that I talked my dad into letting me come stay with them a night early. Al (my dad’s older brother) is Chris’s dad and when I got there I was surprised to see that my other uncle Tim (my dad’s younger brother) came to stay early as well.

Chris and I were having a good time catchin up but then Chris brought up how his dad never lets him go into the attic.

So curious me, talked Chris into going upstairs. We waited until we knew Uncle Tim and Al were too busy to notice that we snuck upstairs.

Both of us sneaked our way up and opened the door. We quietly shut it behind us and giggled out of excitement to see what’s upstairs.

Once the door was shut, we found a light to turn on. And both of us were surprised to only find one small box.

“What the heck? What do you thinks in it?” I said to Chris.

“I don’t know, should we open it?”

I gave him a mischievous grin and said, “we made it this far!”

I walked over and carefully took the lid off. Inside was an old lookin statue.

“Booo!!! That’s not exciting at all!”

I grab it and show it Chris and immediately felt strange. Chris touches it as well.

And that’s when things got crazy!!!!

One second we’re upstairs. And the next the second I’m in his living room looking at Uncle Tim.

I look down and notice my tummy is huge! So arms and my feet!!!

I wiggle my toes just to make it’s not a dream.

I look over at Uncle Tim and he looks just as confused as me!

“Uncle Tim?”

Uhhh no…. Dad?”

“Nope!,” I say back to him.

That’s when I start to put some of the pieces together.

I get up and go to the closet mirror I could find. That’s where i see my Uncle Al staring back at me!

“Holy crap!!!,” I say out loud giggling.

I turn over to Uncle Tim, “it’s me Kenton!”

“Kenton!!! I’m Chris or I guess—“ Chris looks at his new reflection seeing Tim’s face looking back.

“IM UNCLE TIM!!!”

We both grin excited about our new discovery.

“Wait a minute what about our bodies?!?”

We both dash up to the attic and see both of our bodies lying on the ground.

“Wow! That’s freaky!”

“So where is my dad and Tim if they aren’t us?”

“I don’t know maybe they’re still in here with us but we’re in control?”

“Freaky!!”

“Here grab your body and I’ll grab mine. Just don’t touch that status.”

“Haha okay!”

We both carefully pick ourselves up and it’s so funny carrying myself. I’m so light with Uncle Al’s big arms.

We place our bodies in bed and head back downstairs.

That night was the most phone I think I’ve had in a long time!!

Chris and I went out on the town. We went shopping, I bought Uncle Al a couple of things I thought he’d look cool in. I also got Chris all of the video games he’s wanted the last of couple months since I’m now his dad.

After we got dinner and I tries sushi for the first time. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about it but Chris and Al eat here all of the time. Even the waiter knew Uncle Al’s order.

I didn’t want to make it weird so when he asked me if I’m going to have ‘my usual’ I said sure!

It was actually pretty good!

That night Chris and I got into some bathing suits and went into the hot tub together. We even both had a couple of beers which I kinda liked as well.

By 3 am both of were so tired, Chris and I went upstairs to bed. We both tugged off our clothes and was surprised that Chris got completely naked in Tim’s body.

I looked at him from head to toe, covered in hair— I pull off Uncle Al’s bathing suit and his junk came flying out.

“Kenton!! I don’t wanna see all of my dad!!”

“Well you started it!”

Chris and I laid in bed together. I couldn’t help but stare at both of our naked bodies. I kinda liked the way we looked.

I looked at Al’s big feet and rubbed them against Tim’s big feet.

Chris gave me a look and I said, “what??? These big feet are cold! I was hopin I could warm them up with yours.”

“Ugh fine!”

We wrapped our new big feet together. And I felt a rush go through me. I looked at his hairy belly, I wanna run my fingers through it but I stopped myself.

“You ready to go to bed?”

“Yeah I’m sleepy!”

The next morning I wake up and looked down at myself. I’m still uncle Al, I look over and Chris in Uncle Tim’s body still sleeping.

I pull back the covers and look at Al’s junk. I get a little handsy and start playing with it.

I try to slow myself down but it feels sooo good.

I watch my uncles big hands go back and forth. I rub his big feet together and rub my other hand up and down his hairy chest.

I tug faster and faster about 15 minutes until I make a mess everywhere!

Chris wakes up and doesn’t seem to notice the mess I just made.

He grins at me with half open eyes and says good morning. He gets up and heads to the bathroom. I guess he had to go real bad.

I get up as well and I pass the other room. I can hear Chris, he’s making a lot of noise in there.

I carefully crack the door open and see he’s standing in the shower tugging away at Tim’s junk!

I back away from the door and let him finish up.

Today’s the day everyone is coming over so I knew our fun had to end.

Chris walks out and I tell him we should probably get dressed and try to figure out the statue.

After we get ready both of us head back upstairs. I look at the statue and without much of a plan I say to him, “I guess let’s just grab it?”

We grab it and the same time. I feel kinda funny again but nothing happens!

“Well… that’s not good,” he says to me.

We both go back downstairs…

That’s when we hear voices coming from Chris’s room… it’s our voices!

2 months later…

So… turns out that when we touched that statue that just put Uncle Al and Tim right into our bodies.

We were in sooo much trouble! Especially when we found out that we couldn’t switch back to our bodies for an entire year!

Soo now im uncle Al for a very long time and Chris is gonna be Tim for a while as well.

But it’s all good, neither Al or Tim are mad at us anymore. No one in our family knows about it outside of us. So Tim lives full time with me in Chris’s body.

And the best part is Chris comes over every weekend! And we still get have a lot of fun even if Uncle Tim gets annoyed with us. Who cares! We’re the ones in charge now!

[challenger-fan-club]

Patrick edging Art with edibles. Send tweet.

“Cmon, it’s just a brownie.” Patrick waves it in Arts face. “I know, I’ve never done it before and I don’t want to mess with my game.” Patrick rolls his eyes at him. “Stop being a baby, I spent all day baking, like im your wife. I promise it’ll be fine.” Patrick takes a bite to show Art it’s okay. “It’s weed, it’s not like you’re gonna try to fly or anything plus I’ll be here to look after you.” This was spring break and Art knew he was getting into Stanford. He didn’t want to go to college without having a bit of experience but it still made him nervous. Art is the guy to pay attention to all of the lessons about the effect of drugs and how weed can be a gateway drug. Art holds the plate that Patrick hands him and looks at him for reassurance. He did want to do it but conflict raged inside of him. “Art, I promise it’s good, it just spaces you out a bit. Gets you out of your pretty little head.” Art almost blushed at the thought that Patrick thinks he’s pretty. “Just have one, it might not even do anything.” Art picks up the brownie, it did just look like a treat. Patrick sat beside Art on his bed. “Trust me.”

Art takes a few bites of the brownie. It’s dry in his mouth as he chews as he finishes the smaller piece. Patrick smiles and budges him with his shoulder. “Good job.” Patrick leans back on Arts bed and puts the tv on and flicks to find something to watch. He uses Arts pillows to make himself comfortable and encourages Art to lean back. About thirty minutes go past and Patrick starts to feel the effects, laughing a bit harder at things which might not be funny. It’s taking time to effect Art. “I’m not feeling anything.” Patrick is leaning against the walls. “Have another bite, you took the edge so it might not have gotten to that bit.” Art doesn’t know any better and eats the brownie. He downs some pop that’s in the room to counteract his dry mouth. Another 15 minutes pass and Art is feeling more spaced out. The boys haven’t spoken, staring at the tv.

“You good?” Patrick smiles seeing Art slightly glazed over. Art nods, he’s made himself comfortable on the bed and leans his head on Patrick. “Sure you’re okay?” Art feels the warmth of his body and starts to feel relaxed. “I feel really happy.” Art mumbles and Patrick wraps his arm around Art pulling him closer. They’re close to lying together in the bed. Art starts to nuzzle into Patrick’s shoulder, rubbing his cheeks against his body. “Feels good.” Art smiles before looking up to Patrick. There’s a moment where the boys stare at each other. Patrick leans in slightly and keeps his mouth away from Art, just inches as they stare at each other. Art shuts his eyes and pulled Patrick closer. It’s not usual for Art to make the first move, with anyone let alone Patrick. Patrick takes the hint and starts kissing him. His mouth is also dry but the kiss is light to start. Art lets out a small moan and Patrick runs his hands through his hard and takes control, kissing him harder, using his tongue to meet in Arts mouth.

Patrick quickly sheds Arts clothes and makes him comfortable in the bed, repeatedly checking in that Arts okay. Arts eyes feel heavy but he doesn’t want Patrick to stop as he kisses his body. Patrick is very aware of Arts erection (as well as his own) and is taking every opportunity to push his body against Arts. “Are you sure?” Patrick kisses his chest, soft, so unlike his own. He wonders if Art shaves everywhere but Art puts his hand on the back of his neck. “Please. I need it really bad.” Patrick feels like he’s living in a dream as he reaches down to feel outside Arts boxers. Patrick sees he’s already made a wet patch, being so reactive to Patrick’s kiss and touch.

Patrick pulls his boxers off and Art wriggles out of his lying on the bed. His body feels heavy as Patrick starts to rub Arts tip. Arts already squirming just at the touch before Patrick spits, letting it run down Arts hard cock. “Ughhhh, mm.” Art is almost humping the air, waiting for Patrick to resume touching him. “Can I? I mean, can we?” Patrick’s fingers run along his balls and then down further down to his ass. Art nods enthusiastically, fighting to keep his gaze on Patrick. Patrick pulls a condom from the bedside table and places it beside him on the bed. He grabs lube before placing some on his fingers, teasing Arts skin. He places his mouth over his cock, sucking softly, running his tongue over him. He places his fingers at his entrance before slowly pushing them in. Art gasps, propelling his body up slightly, making Patrick take his cock deeper in his throat. Patrick gags slightly unexpectedly as he pulls back, telling him to relax as his fingers push deeper inside him. “Mmm feels good, faster.” Art begs as Patrick keeps the same rhythm. “I’ll make you feel so good, trust me.” He smiles as he withdraws his fingers. He rips open the package with his teeth before rolling the condom over his own erection. Art moans at the lack of attention for the brief time Patrick is away from him. Patrick lines himself up and rubs the outside of Arts ass. “Please, please god I want it so badly.” Art moans as Patrick watches him below him. He starts slowly, teasing himself inside of Art, allowing him to adjust. Art is already close and Patrick wants to keep him there as long as possible.

Patrick get into a rhythm, taking his thrusts slowly as Art moans. “Shit I’m close already.” Art bites his lip watching Patrick thrusts his hips into him. “I know baby. Just hold it, you’re being so good.” Patrick looks over to the plate of brownies. “You should have another one.” Patrick slightly worried that if he stops being high, he might want to stop. Art doesn’t want to stop. Art wants to live in this moment forever. He grabs one from the plate and puts it at Arts mouth. He starts to chew as Patrick keeps going. “Good boy. You’re so fucking good.” Patrick can’t stop complimenting him. He’s fucked up and looks so fucking pretty around his cock. He keeps glancing down at Arts hard cock, Art doing everything he can to get something to let him cum. Patrick wants to eek it out as long as possible.

Art moans like a girl, it’s high pitched and Patrick loves being the one to make him moan. “Faster please I want to cum.” Patrick stays at the same pace, hitting his sweet spot to make him moan. Arts moans get louder and Patrick keeps himself on the edge. He allows himself to move faster, not letting Art get too comfortable. “Aaaa, fuck that’s it Pat, fuck I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. You’re making me cum.” Patrick slows again, hearing Art groan as it slows down. Art is on the verge of tears but Patrick is obsessed with the control he has over him. Patrick doesn’t stop his movements, he just takes it very slow. Patrick starts kissing him again, thrusting slow and slowly rubbing his tip. “Another bite baby.” Patrick whispers in Arts ear. Art already feels so good, he wants to do anything Patrick wants. “One more bite and I’ll let you cum.” Art is so hard and needs to cum so bad it’s starting to hurt so he takes another bite. He chews slowly and Patrick watches his jaw as he takes him slower, almost agony for both of them. “Swallow.” Patrick commands and the submissive in Art makes him want to please. Patrick kisses his neck as Art is blissed out when he swallows. “You’re so fucking hot like this, so fucking good, so fucking pretty taking my cock.” Patrick bites his neck and Art moans, his mouth is so dry from being open and moaning. “Please please I need to cum. Please.” Art begs. “Pat make me cum, I’m so close, I’ve been so good, I’ll do anything. I need it. Daddy pleaseeee.” Patrick groans so hard at Art calling him daddy. It wasn’t expected and Patrick fights to not let go right there.

“Is that what you want baby? Daddy to take care of you?” Patrick holds himself in front of Arts face, making him look at him in the eyes. “Yes please please.” Art doesn’t want to disappoint and needs to be told when he can cum. He’s so high and so needy. Patrick moves faster and holds Art down. He places his hands above his head as he starts to fuck him quicker. Arts fighting tears to hold himself back as he hears Patrick smacking himself inside of him. “Hold it, be good, you’re so fucking… good.” Patrick finds himself almost as close as Art but he doesn’t want it to end. “One more bite baby.” He reaches over and places it in Arts mouth. Art would do anything for release and he quickly swallows. “How do you feel?” Patrick checks in. “So good, so fucking good but daddy I need to cum. I need to. Please, please, please, please.” He can’t stop repeating like it’s a mantra.

“Cum for me. Make a mess.” Patrick finally lets Art finish as he pounds into him. “Thank you thank you thank you” Art moans as he finally releases so much on his stomach as Patrick watches. The sight of a ruined Art under him making him fill the condom inside of Art. Patrick is now panting as his thrusts slow, his legs are like jelly. “You’re so fucking perfect.” Patrick holds Arts face and Art blushes. “I can see why women just fling themself at you.” Art giggles as Patrick pulls himself from him. Art already missing the feeling of being full. “It’s never been like that with anyone else I can promise you that.” Art notes that he’s not referring just to women. “Are you sure you’re okay?” Art tries to get his breath back under control as he pats the bed beside him. “I just need to nip to the bathroom.” Patrick smiles. “Hurry back, I need you.” Arts eyes finally get heavy to close and Patrick rushes to the bathroom and back. Art is almost asleep when Patrick comes back. He’s almost pained when he sees his eyes are shut. “Cmere.” Art mumbles, lifting his head to let Patrick get under him. Art starts to nuzzle into him and kisses his chest. “Thank you.” Art mumbles. “Best first experience.” Patrick wonders if he means the weed or something else. “Thank you for trusting me.” Art smiles as he starts to fall asleep. Patrick is wide awake watching Art sleep, already thinking of making his next batch of brownies.

[jthegayfruit]

i wanna hear the stanley agere hcs you had 🙏

Okay okay, I prolonged this bc IM NERVOUS >< I'm legit terrified of yall and I can't imagine disappointing yall 🥲

But yah! Stanley regression headcannons!!

This poor poor man, he doesn't even realize he's regressed most of the time which usually gets him into wild antics (basically "Legend of the Gobblewonker was him being regressed because what grown old man goes around and harasses random people on a boat with jokes LMAO)

His age is usually around 12 but can get lower on particularly bad days (or good days if Stanford is with him)

Stanford has known about it for YEARS and once he and Stanley overcame their differences Stanford helps out with Stanley's regression, usually by helping him notice he's little and keeping him out of the "adult drinks" and from chugging Pitt sodas

Definitely has a ton of plushies he's hidden away (mostly to keep mable from badazzling them or something)

Has a bunch of coloring books, loves to draw and color! Mabel totally hangs out with him and they make up silly exciting stories as they draw, Mabel even makes a few kid friendly crafts for them to do like finger painting and macaroni art (with glitter of course!)

They have to keep the door locked because Stanley WILL find a way outside and won't come back until late in the day, usually covered in sticks, pine needles, mud and leaves

Stanford has invested in a harness for Stanley, one of those retractable ones because little Stanley is an absolute handful

Eats pretty much anything off the ground (five second rule!! Except no Stanley, that's been there for a month and I've been documenting the mold that was growing on it, why did you do that)

I definitely have more but I don't want this to get too long 😅

I hope this was alright, I've deleted this and rewrote this like- 9 times dawg 😭

My blog is sfw KINK/NSFW DNI!!

[ramblinscramblin]

→ General kissing headcanons!

Genre: fluff! GN reader

Characters: all mercenaries

Requested by me! First one of these, still getting a feel for writing for a lot these characters so forgive me if it’s ooc, I try my hardest! Enjoy!

Scout

Spends more time talking about kissing then actually doing it, psychs himself out a lot of time, may end up not even being able to do it.

He’s a nervous wreck when it comes to initiating physical contact, you’ll have to initiate most of the kisses most of the time (hehe).

Will pretend it’s you who’s nervous though, even if that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

“Look at you, you’re tremblin’ in your seat! Maybe some other night…” he said once, throwing an uncaring arm around the back of the couch.

“Scout, I’m not nervous… are you?” You pause for a moment, scanning his burning face “you are!”

“Nah! I’m not! What’s there to be nervous ’bout? Who even friggin’ cares not me! I’m relaxed!” He shouted as he quickly jumped to his feet “forget this! Im leavin’!”

Despite his reservations, once the two of you actually get into it, he warms up nicely. The anticipation is really what drives him crazy.

Scout definitely grabs at you whenever you two kiss, whatever he can reach really, your hips, jaw, neck, hands, thighs, whatever is closest.

Most of Scouts kisses are good natured, short, and sweet, he interrupts himself often to start a new train of thoughts. Extremely chatty during make out sessions, it’s almost endearing.

Deeper kisses are a pretty dangerous game for him, so he tends to keep that behavior for the bedroom.

Enjoys a good kiss on his forehead, would fucking die before he admitted that though.

Demoman

Really easy lover in pretty much every regard.

Demoman is looking for a good time, all the time, so long as you treat him with respect, kisses are pretty hard not to come by.

He’s almost always the one to make the first move (usually using a little bit of liquid courage to put a pep in his step).

“Yer lookin’ right as ever, wasna mor’ bonny cunt all night,” he said with a massive grin.

Sometimes it was a little hard to understand what he was saying, his facial expression usually tells you whether he means “cunt” in a negative or positive way. Clearly he is more than well intentioned.

“I’m… sorry,” you apologize with a gentle laugh “what was that?”

He placed a soft kiss right on the side of your mouth “I meant you look good, laddie/lassie.”

After that he pretty much kisses you all the time whenever for whatever.

LOVES IT when you take the reins though and kiss him, he always scoops you up and gives a big laugh, making a huge spectacle out of it.

Lots of drunk making out, I don’t make the rules.

Kisses you wherever you let him, no real preference, but loves to kiss your cheek and you his.

Solider

Solider is honestly a pretty hard read for me.

I feel like Solider takes most his cues from you, if you’re shy and nervous, he tends to act the same, if you’re confident and assertive, so is he.

Surprisingly, doesn’t take the lead very often, prefers if you tell him what you want, he hates reading social situations, especially when he tends to fail so often.

“Hey Solider,” you greet warmly one day.

“Hello maggot!” Strangely, despite the antagonistic nature of the nickname he still salutes you as you approach.

The two of you stand silently for a moment, before inevitably asking your most burning question “wanna make out?”

“Affirmative,” he said enthusiastically.

Most things with Solider are pretty simple, he’s a no nonsense fellow, he likes things to be American, and straight forward.

Kisses from him are always really fulfilling and deep, he likes kissing you before and after battle for “good luck”.

Kisses you on the back your neck and shoulders whenever they’re out, he loves that tender shit.

He likes to be taken seriously in his romances, no jokes during those times.

Always grabs the nape of your neck, almost always pulls away smiling. He’s a sweet heart.

Pyro

Pyro loves kisses.

Always secretly angling for them, anyway they can.

Pyro came up to you early one morning, a plate full of… what may at some point been then cinnamon buns saved in the communal fridge, but now were burnt to a crisp.

“Oh… is this for me! Thank you,” you smiled politely, taking the plate in your hands.

“Hudda hudda!” Mumbled Pyro happily, hands clasped in excitement.

You leaned forward and place a soft kiss on the side of their mask.

Pyro was so geeked and giddy, they didn’t even realize that you had discarded the cinnamon buns behind your back.

Big cartoony kisses on their mask, make a big show of it, with a loud “mwah!” As you pull away, they’re already melting.

Most kisses come when Pyro and you are cuddling, which is also a frequently required assignment from Pyro.

Every time they kiss you, you can hear a very muffled and yet extremely enthusiastic smecking sound from inside their mask.

Spy

Spy is headstrong with romance, never the kind of guy to pull his punches. He’s so charming though that you may not even notice.

He’s a gentleman, so there is actually a lot that has to happen before he is willing to kiss you.

Lots of flirting and courting, everything, the entire nine yards. Makes you feel like royalty. First date also needs to happen before he kisses you.

“I can pull out my own seat, Spy,” you scold a little half heartedly.

Spy just stares at you, half offended for a moment before saying “don’t speak nonsense, mon amor! It’s bad luck!”

You hardly lift a finger during the entire date, even goes as far as feeding you, ends the night with an incredibly scenic walk back home and a kiss under the New Mexico moonlight.

Once kissing becomes regular for the two of you… it still almost always treated like a first kiss. Passionate, polite, loving. Spy is honestly so dreamy when he’s courting someone.

Doesn’t take much to bring out his hungrier side though, craves your kisses a little too insatiably at times. He just cannot get enough of you!

Hand kisses, constant hand kisses. Holds your hand often so it is easy to quickly bring to his lips for a quick peck.

Sniper

Sniper may take the longest to convince out of all of them.

I mean you can rush into it and kiss him unexpectedly, but really you’d be shooting yourself in the foot. Plus Sniper deserves to be worked for.

Spending constant quality time takes a lot of effort, but it’s what is required to get him even close to comfortable with the idea of kissing someone.

Tends to stay out of the romance scene, things can get messy in his profession he doesn’t want to drag anyone else into it.

But oh god he thinks about it constantly, especially when you start hanging around more and more, too strict on policy to admit it.

But if it’s technically your idea? Well… it wouldn’t exactly be very polite to decline now would it?

You’re sitting with him around a campfire, shoulder to shoulder on a log he cut a little too short (definitely not on purpose).

“So… quiet night,” you say, peeking up at him with a crooked smile.

“Uh, yup. That’s right,” he said quietly, staring down at you intensely.

Your eyes darted to his lips for just a second, but that was more than enough, you two were locked together for over an hour.

Acts awkward around you almost every single time you kiss him, not matter how long it’s been. He just cannot seem to get used to it. Don’t bring it up though, it will put him off.

Kissing snipes is rewarding every damn time because of how hard you have to work for it.

He likes to whisper sweet nothings between kisses, don’t acknowledge it, in fact don’t acknowledge any of it (Mick does not want to be perceived).

Kisses your temple, frequently. Loves if you pick up the same habit.

Engie

Engie is a fiend for physical affection, it’s a secret you’re not supposed to know about it though.

Finds kissing to be the most important part of a relationship, really values the whole intimacy of it.

Even despite that I imagine that he’s not really flashy about his approach with how to get kisses, talks around it mostly, making jokes and jabs about it.

Engie is probably the most emotionally intelligent out of all the mercs, so he’ll work up the courage eventually just give him a minute or two.

“So… we’ve been gettin’ pretty close, havin’ a good time an’ all,” he said subtly while you were alone with him.

“Yeah, I’d agree,” you respond with a grin.

He shrugs, trying to appear nonchalant and confident “I think maybe we should take things to the next level, wha’d’ya say?”

Of course you accept, he’s still immensely shocked and red in the face about it though.

He likes really sudden like sickly sweet kisses, give him that corny rom-com stuff right now, he will absolutely melt.

Also likes to kiss while he hugs you, big into slipping his hands into your pockets while he does so.

Kisses your head a lot (if you’re taller than him he gets annoyed frequently that he can’t reach, you’re his prime target every time you sit down).

Just love on this man, he’s simple.

Medic

Despite how insane this guy is I feel like Medic is pretty coy with romance.

Not in a way that is shy, or insecure, or even nervous, he just enjoys being chased, he wants you to have to work for it at least a little bit.

You also have to prove to be someone worthy of his affection (which isn’t as hard as it sounds, show genuine interest in his interests and be sweet to his birds there you won).

Medic has a pretty lax kissing policy, he greets people with kisses all the time, so he wasn’t really shy with you even if things progressed more seriously.

“Oh! Good morning!” Medic exclaimed, placing a kick peck on the side of your lips.

Embarrassment clear on your face as you raise your hands in surprise, his good morning friendly kisses are usually placed squarely on the cheek, not so close to your mouth.

“Little eager this morning aren’t you?” You said in a teasing manner.

He shrugged a little, making a cheeky expression “I have no idea vhat you are talking about!”

Kisses at inopportune or awkward times, never seems to notice. Genuinely enjoys catching you off guard.

Likes make out sessions in his office a lot, secretly making mental notes about your oral situation, totally not creepy.

Expect a lot of kisses right next to your mouth, that’s his absolute favorite spot to kiss you, that or along your spine.

Heavy

Heavy is respectful to a fault honestly, is afraid of seeming creepy or imposing so he may keep his distance at first.

Definitely needs to go ahead from you before he thinks about making any moves, he doesn’t want to scare you away, and he doesn’t want to ruin his chances either. But once he sense a mutual attraction? He may get a little more bold.

“Is looking good tonight,” he said, elbowing you as lightly as possible.

“Who is?” You ask whipping your head around briefly.

Heavy laughed “you is,” he joked.

Kissing is almost always initiated by you, he has to be a special mood to start it himself, usually if he’s upset and needs a quick pick me up.

Is actually very clingy if you allow him to be (which of course you will, don’t be stupid people) holds you firmly in place while kissing.

Likes kissing your ears, finds your flustered reaction so sweet and adorable. Really into that pure shit.

Kisses you on the cheek whenever the two of you go your separate ways for whatever reason, and of course when you two reunite. Yes, you’re that couple.

God I’m such a sap, what’s wrong with me.

An: oh jeez! I hope that was good Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑) again first time writing for a lot of these gents so let’s pray this isn’t offensively out of character. Thanks so much for reading!

[icarusredwings]

Gonna have to reject your offer of He/ It cheif. Managment (Logan) would kill you for even inferring the idea.

Other people would come along and be like "What is that thing!??"

And you would just see Logan shift instantly from "Yeah ill give you a can of beans and a place to rest" to "Get the fuck off my property before you become his dinner" all while Wade is just... sitting there... behaving??

"He's not a THING! Thats my husband you asshole! And if you don't like it then fuck off!" Followed by Gabby going "Thats my papa you jerk!"

"It's just a zombie? You're married to a sombie!?"

"Again- HES my husband. I said till death do us part except death really isnt his thing so im stuck with him. You got a problem with that!?"

It makes Wade always very happy to be defended even though he surely could do it himself. For the most part things are pretty tame.

But he DOES clap a bit when logan mentions feeding him. 'Ooh yay, I get fed multiple times today' kind of way since Logan is very strict about resources, Wades is not allowed to just eat whatever because he'd probably just eat everything.

Sometimes if Logan forgets to feed him, He'll come to Logan and give him this specific whine, like a dog begging for bacon scraps only for Logan to feel terrible. "Oh my god Im sorry we were so busy today and- ... You're starving and you're not trying to bite me... you're trying so hard.. aw fuck wade.. im so sorry.. what am I going to do with you?"

"Mmm.... rawhrah?"

"Right. Feed you before you go insane. Got it."

Some days are like this. When he's clearly much more human. Being permitted cuddles and nuzzles, to play with gabby and to sleep in the bed. It's very rare that Logan lets him sleep in the bed. But it's the happiest day for wade when he is. And its not like they can even do anything (bro lost his dick miles ago and has no clue where the fuck it went but it just fell off somewhere and now hes a ken doll. This is great for those of you who like transfem wade COUGH COUGH)

But even if it didn't fall off its not like they could do anything anyway, They can't even kiss on the lips anymore. Logan has a theory that it's similar to rabies, where the infection has to be spread through saliva into an open cut or your mouth, etc.

So the nights he's allowed, they honestly just cuddle and stare at each other for a bit before sleeping. Usually, Wade is the little spoon because having Wade behind him is dangerous.

Wade heavily sees affection as a reward now, so getting to hug the girls is a massive thing for him, getting to sit there and watch gabby draw him is a big thing, hell Logan will sometimes even let Gabby play with wade out front because Wade has whole ass attacked other zombies whos tried to hurt gabby before.

One time Laura shot him in the head because gabby thought it would be a good idea to play "pretend zombie" and Wade didnt put two and two togerher that acting 'feral' as Logan calls it, outside with gabby would be a bad idea.

"What the fuck did you do that for!?"

"He was feral and going after gabs!!"

"Nu uh!! We were playing and you killed him for no reason! Youre so mean!"

Logan just sighs as gabby runs to her bed because it upsets her greatly when they have to 'keep wade in check' she fully understands that hes dangerous but deep down thats still her papa and watching your big sissy kill your papa is not something most 13 year olds would enjoy.

".. L.. you gotta stop wasting ammo. You know if it was really a code red that wouldn't do anything anyway. You have to decapitate him if you even want a flying chance. See?? Hes already up again... hi sweetie..."

Wade, whos sat up and now giving them a confused look of 'what did I do? 🥺'

"...arr Arawh"

"Im sorry, wade.." Laura squeaks out, still holding the shot gun. Shes just terrified of loosing gabby is all. To her, gabs is her responsibility.

"Rah awr rahrrr..."

"I know. She's sorry. She's just.. scared. No more playing that okay?"

"Mmh..😔"

There is infact some drift between laura and wade but neither of them mean it. Really they dont. If gabs is put of the picture Laura still smiles and talks to him but its like the moment gabby is near him Laura goes full protection mode and over reacts.

And FOR THE RECORD i have never seen the walking dead but its terrifying how accurate that picture is.

The longest Wade has been unconscious is probably 18 hours but this was before getting to the girls.

They have witnessed the exact thing you're saying, though. With Wade tied down in the shed, on his leash, and handcuffed, trying to talk to him, yelling at him to snap out of it because he's scaring the girls. Something different about feral wade from the other zombies though is it seems he's smarter, knawing on his handcuffs while most will just flail their arms helplessly. While his teeth dont do shit to the cuffs, its scary for Logan because it makes him think that one day he might actually have to find a way to kill him permanently.

He can undo locks, open cans, do many things that the others cant and he wants to believe its just Wades human part being stronger because in some weird way hes half mutant human and half zombie. A weird combo that makes him much different.

Laura, unlike gabby, too is terrified of one day wade going feral while their father is out collecting more supplies or hunting and she wont know what to do.

Wade isnt fast though. Thats the ONLY good thing. Hes smart, cant die, and is starving to death all the time. But hes slow. Infact he dosn't heal properly. His leg is half broken still from the last time it fell off and seems to barely be receptive to his brains nerves telling it to move so he lowkey drags it, only being able to use it to stand up right and take very small steps.

When he DOES finally come back hours later, He cries. Apologizes, begs for forgiveness, and most times is actually SCARED of Logan. While he hates it emotionally, he knows that logically it was a good thing for Wade to flinch away from him after being locked up.

A scared and fed zombie is a well-behaved zombie...

And before anyone comes here to say this is dehumanization of what ever else- HES LITERALLY NOT HUMAN ANYMORE.

Case closed. Besides I think wade would worry more about the fact of him trying to kill his kids then the fact hes leashed to a wall.

I dont CARE that it's November 9th and "Halloweens over" ITS MY BIRTHDAY MONTH ILL POST IF I WANT TOO

Anyway.

Thinking about apocolpse au.

Wade getting bitten by a zombie, Logan freaking out, Wade dying, and him coming back (Again)

"Didn't you just die?? I literally fucking burried you!!"

And wades like:

"Of course. Man, God REALLY hates you dosn't he?"

And he's bassically the same person except just saying, "Rahhah har ran re" (translation: I think the devil doesn't want me either)

"What?? Oh for fucks sake... tell me you're kidding.."

"Rah?" 🤔

"Great so now you stink more and you can't talk. Fucking lovely."

"Mmmmh..." 🥺 (would you still love me if I was a zombie?)

"*sighs, blushes and grumbles how insane this is and how much of a bad idea this is* Fine! Come on...."

"Raah!!" 😄

And sometimes his limbs fall off because I think it would be funny if you just saw him stop, turn around, pick up his arm and shove it back into place like a dislocated shoulder. (Marvel Magic)

But its very obvious that Wade is still consious and so logan leads him around, puts a leash on him, ties him up when he goes to sleep the first few nights so wade dosn't eat him, sometimes luring him with a piece of his thigh or telling him he'll feed him soon to make him behave.

The only thing about this resource wise is that it seems Wade is a bottomless pit, not ever able to get enough. It's like all the nutrients just pass right through him, so he can't get fed meals daily, but Logan will share at least one bite of his food. It makes Wade so happy and way more "wade like" than zombie.

Logan has learned that the hungrier Wade gets the worse it would be, snapping at logan a few times.

"Grr-"

"Aye! That's enough outta ya"

"GggRah!"

"Hey!! I said no! Bad! Bad wade!"

"Mmmh??"

"Bad!!"

"Mmh....rahah.."

"I forgive you. But stop trying to bite me. I feed you, don't I? I hold your hand and tell you that I love you?"

Wade is actually extremely friendly for a zombie (duh) and still yaps at logan except its nonsense. Logan tries hard to understand him and talk back.

He holds his hand sometimes, even lays next to him only to scold him if he gets too bitey. This is hard because wade already had a biting issue and seeing as he practically ate anything or anybody now it was more difficult.

"...aahh-"

"Wade- No."

"Ggr.. raahh"

"Wade! No! Bad."

"Mmmh..."

"Ill feed you tomarrow. Don't bite me mkay? You wanna hurt me?"

He shakes his head like a dog shaking off from a bath, or that ate a bee.

"Then don't bite me."

"Mmh? Mrah?"

"No. No kisses right now. Im still not even sure if thats safe.."

"Mmmh...🥺 ahrrah?"

"No, not even a tiny one."

"Mm...😔"

Until Logan grunts and pecks his hand. "There. Happy?"

"🙂‍↕️mh"

"Good."

Honestly Logan felt bad, pitited him. No matter what food he ate it wasnt enough substance to sustain him and sometimes Logan would wake up to find him eating a different zombie that made the mistake of trying to eat Logan.

You ever wake up in the morning, lose your zombie boyfriend, call for him only to walk outside and see him knawing on some poor chaps arm like a happy puppy who found a chicken leg? Logan has. Many times. And he wishes his phone would charge so he could take a picture of it but unfortunately theres no electricity in the post apocalypse world.

This being said Logan is like- THE perfect guy for apocalypse au because he can smell everything and hear anyone before they even get to you, he has better wilderness survival skills then anyone I know and he'll never NOT have a weapon on him because of his claws. The only downside is that he's tired easily, needs a lot of food, and would lowkey be withdrawing from his tabccao and alchool, therefore very moody.

"Stupid fucking apocalypse having to happen when im fucking alive!! Why can't I just NOT live through ONE major historical event! Is that too fucking much to ask? One damn decade where everything is fine and dandy and- WADE! Get your ass away from that!! It's radioactive!! For fucks sake!"

"Rahahrah?"

"NO!! You can not become Spiderman! That's not how that works!"

"Aawr..😔"

The whole thing is they're on a quest to find Laura and Gabby, because when everything went to shit, they were on a cabin trip and now Logans brain is itching because he dosn't know where his babies are and its driving him insane. Once he finds them, they're gonna shack up somewhere with food and animals to hunt, and hes gonna make a little shed outside for Wade to sleep because he'll kill him if he bites one of the girls.

He dosnt care that much about himself really and he hates himself deep down for not being able to trust wade anymore but even wade dosnt trust wade, sometimes wandering off on purpose, staying about 30 feet away from him at all times, growling and giving Logan that glazed over look of unconsiousness. The only good thing about this, though, is after he removes himself from the idea of hurting Logan (because if logaj were to become infected - HA! Your all fucked. Utterly fucked. The whole humanoid species would go extinct because he'd kill anything that moved) he feels more trusting of him and it's not uncommon for them to hug after either. Afterall Wade- Some how???- is still wade and is very affectionate and sensitive when its not returned.

This whole thing also makes him think worse about himself, kicking reflective objects or staring at himself in a shop window in utter shock and disgust with a face of 'thats me..?' While logans raiding the place for supplies.

Did you know zombies can cry? Well, Wade could. Not a lot, only able to get a bit of liquid from dehydration, but sometimes Logan will catch him just... sitting there.. crying. Upset with himself for being bit. Upset with himself for trying to bite logan all the time. Upset at how ugly he is. Upset that he's starving all the time. Upset that he can't even talk to anyone, and Logan just has to guess what he's saying 90% of the time. Bro is literally

When they DO find Laura and Gabby, the girls are doing great. Laura was going to blow wades head off until Gabby ran in the shot, hugging him instantly, only to be ripped away.

"Of course my dad is the weirdo married to a zombie." Laura grunts, but is secrelty happy that wade is still 'alive'

Gabby, being as young as she is, thinks it's so SICK that her dad is a zombie now, giggling when he talks to her and holding his hand. She's not allowed near him for long, and not at all by herself, but Gabby bassically becomes Wades number one supporter, defending him when he messes up and snaps at laura.

"He's just hungry!! He's not bad! It's not bad to be hungry!" She'll say. "You wouldn't kill me if I was hungry.." she tells her bigger, more survival oriented sister whos suggested putting wade out of his misery, for his own sake. "I tried that... he found me again 3 days later." Logan tells her with a pang in his chest. It had taken everything in him to kill him the first time, and sobbed himself to sleep the next 2 days. By the third when he noticed Wade following him from a distance he couldn't believe it.

Not even the apocalypse could keep them away from each other..

[luffythinker]

gosh, it's not October anymore but can we actually talk to you about Vampire Todoroki and Werewolf Bakugo? they are literally my fav part of that AU!

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OK SO I GOT OUT OF HAND LMAO i was just gonna say this below but then my hands didn't let me stop and i stayed up until late writing this im sorry you said it's not your cup of tea but i did this little thing and i wanted you to see it

Thing i wrote from my own prompt, i was gonna send you this:

Bakugo not knowing vampire Todoroki is a vampire and then they pass by a mirrior and the stark WTF face on his face, Todoroki turns around like "huh? whats wrong?" slow like he is and Bakugo starts yelling the way he does YOU DIDNT THINK TO MENTION YOUR A BAT ASS BLOOD SUCKER BEFORE INVITING ME INTO YOUR CAVE? he's calling his mannor a cave cause hes pissed?

but then i started adding onto it so now it’s this, Bakugo sorta just met Todoroki, he doesn’t really know his name but he knows came across his manor and he can smell he isn't human. Bakugo can’t smell the vampire scent (idk if this is vampire lore accurate either but in this vampires have the ability to mask their scent so animals can never tell what they are and bark or hiss at them

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Bakugo huffed as he followed the split hair through the the front door of his overly large, dimly lit manor. The invitation had been unexpected and rather blunt, much like everything about Todoroki. - "Come inside." It wasn't a question. He replied with a loud "Don't tell me what do!" following him anyway.

They had been working on a case involving humans mysteriously disappearing in the near by forest of secrets. No shit, it's called the forest of secrets for a damn reason. You go in you get lost cause it's a goddamn maze in there, he should know he has to cross it to get to the Witch's store when he absolutely has to go. Anyhow, the humans were starting to send more of their kind into their forest to find out where the missing were, Bakugo was also just the tinest bit cuirous where the missing humans had gone which led him exactly where he is now. Asking this guy in his own way to help him with the mystery.

The Todoroki suspected something or someone was playing some kinda game however he needed whatever information Bakugo already had about the situation to throw more possible ideas of who the culprit was. Bakugo hadn’t put much thought into the "who" was doing it but he did understand humans shouldn't be coming into their forest. It's like, dangerous for them to be coming into their side of the world he understood that part more but not every detail why - everyone was taught that who lived in this side of the world - that humans do not belong here.

As they passed a grand antique mirror in one of the hallways, Bakugo froze when he happen to side glance the reflection, it glared back at him, his own pair of eyes, his unruly ash-blonde hair. Normal. but beside him? The outfit of the boy next to him - nothing where the Todoroki should be.

"Wh- WHAT THE HELL?" Bakugo's voice barked like a thunderclap.

The other halted thinking something was a miss in his home. He turned his head almost lazily, eyebrows raised with mild curiosity. "What’s wrong?"

"DON'T 'WHAT'S WRONG BABKUGO' ME!" He jabbed his finger toward the boy before grabbing him and forcing him directly in front of the mirror somewhat frantically. "YOU’RE A FREAKIN’ VAMPIRE?!"

Todoroki's eyes flickered with a unknown emotion on his emotionless face. His demeanor remained the dull. "I was supposed to tell you?"

The fuck is his problem? "YOU DIDN’T THINK TO MENTION YOU’RE A BAT ASS BLOOD SUCKER BEFORE INVITING ME INTO YOUR CAVE?" Bakugo barked again, sane people don't walk into vampires houses. He could have been sucked dry of his blood and done away with! He honestly just met the guy not many days ago, he knew he existed on the opposite side of the labyrinth forest. He'd seen him once or twice but only initiated him when he started to think something was wrong. All he knew was his house was big, it has lots of towers and it's made of bricks meaning he's either rich or smart - meeting him for the first time at the door he found out he was none of these things.

Bakugo continued to stand in disbelief. The split hair cocked his head slightly to one side, the red side of his hair that wasn't pushed back falling to that side.

"It's not a cave," he corrected in that annoying monotone voice, his bombastic temperament didn't seem to bother him in the slightest.

There was a disregard for his safety in this house, he continued to berate Todoroki: " Blood chugger," He spit, "Bet you got a coffin in your den and Bat minions hidden in your bedding huh,"

"What?" His eyes squinted genuinely puzzled about the conversation. "That sounds absurd, what are you even getting at? I thought you wanted to solve this case? I invite you in and you start insulting my lively hood you know nothing about, dog." His gaze intensified slightly when he said "dog" it was aggressive.

A growl started in Bakugo's throat, The vampire ran fingers through his hair 'fixing' the red side.

"Whatever! Just don't fuckin' stand to close, i don't wanna get bit or some shit.."

"That's funny coming from a mutt." He didn't even smile at his own joke.

they resumed walking further into manor, time to actually figure shit out.

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it's all she wrote lmao idk how to format like everyone else does when they send you fics hope this is fine

HELPFJKDKJDK THIS CONCEPT IS SO FUNNYJHFHFDKDFKJ the idea of shoto being a vampire, not saying anything and bakugo just finding it out so randomlyjhdfkjdfkj love that!!

[ppjeterka]

my thoughts re: the main cast of the new nhl amazon docu-series

[runawaycarouselhorse]

Translation:

36 degrees (picture of Herb) "Energetic/good health!"

37 degrees (picture of medicine) "Drink your medicine!"

38 degrees (picture of a syringe) "Shot!"

The slots with flowers all say "Medicine"

Translator's notes (mostly rambling about medicine):

A little simplistic (some people naturally have a cooler temperature of 36, so 37 is a little feverish for them, others are naturally at 37 as their norm, but 38 and above is definitely where we consider someone febrile and typically give them an IV infusion of some antipyretic (or IM injection, if we're out of Paracetamol, like my rural hospital often was—improving now though!) to help bring the fever down while administering whatever else will help treat the cause! So, this is actually pretty smart and a nice way to give kids an idea of how to approach fevers. I'm sure these kinds of toys inspired a futute nurse or doctor, aha.

Very high temperatures are usually signs of more serious infections (but this can also differ on individual basis, as some have lower immunity and others have much weaker immune responses which belie how serious the infection is), whereas low-grade ones are often easy to treat with just oral medication and resting at home—I'd often advise, for those who can rest, if they can bear/tolerate it, to just treat the infection and not to take the antipyretics, since the fever is how their body naturally helps fight the infection... if it's utterly exhausting them or very unbearable, of course, take an antipyretic like Paracetamol or Ibuprofen (latter must be with food or milk to protect the lining of your stomach!!!) or whatever antipyretic your body can tolerate (I've had patients allergic to Paracetamol and one allergic to nearly every commonly used analgesic in hospitals except Pethidine!) every six or four hours depending on how quickly your body clears it out, without delay, or you'lll be stuck burning up for an hour while waiting for the medicine to kick in. ^^;;;

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Snap: *draws a Megaman-inspired Magneto*

Me: ...Perfect modernization.

wait now that its not 3AM i can do you one Slightly better

bonus:

[svampira]

who flipped him

[lastcellontheleft]

We didn’t get a S4 announcement, but you know what the absolute best thing about today’s C2E2 Hannibal panel truly was? 

For almost the first time since the show ended, Fannibals showed how profitable Hannibal can still be. 

C2E2 sold out of their remaining VIP ticket packages with guaranteed panel seating within 48 hours of the reunion announcement. Paid PopVerse subscriptions to stream the panel spiked with previously untapped demos (if socials are anything to go by). The largest event hall at C2E2 was overcapacity 45 minutes before the panel; while that’s normal for cons like SDCC and NYCC, in my experience that’s less common at C2E2.

Not to mention Mads and Hugh making bank with autograph and photo-op sales; a huge component of drawing in good talent to table at cons as well, making sure they make enough over the weekend to justify their presence beyond panel appearances. From a talent booking/event management perspective, this is the absolute dream scenario.

So, here’s the super fun part: ReedPop, the company that owns C2E2, also owns/operates New York Comic Con (NYCC), one of the highest-profile US entertainment conventions after San Diego Comic-Con. Now that ReedPop is aware of the viability of Hannibal programming, it would be extremely surprising if RP didn’t attempt a run at a larger, proper reunion panel at NYCC.

Honestly, great job, team. 2024 could very well be the year we get real buzz going again!

[buwheal]

Hello, Spamton!

How's life? Also, do you have any opinions on the Addisons? (Pink, blue, orange, and yellow)

If so, what do you think of them?

[spearxwind]

🔻 Show your weapons 🔻

Some more experimental stuff!! I'm really enjoying the polygon tool, so I', trying to get better at it >:3c

[niinnyu]

What do you mean it's the same guy???