#men can be fruity shaped

[xxsabitoxx]

How JJK Men Eat Pussy 2.0

Satoru, Suguru, Nanami, Toji, Sukuna, Yuta, Itadori, Megumi

Warnings: All characters are 18+, this post is explicit smut. As if you couldn’t tell that from the title

A/N: Funny story, I forgot I already wrote this same concept last year… but since I didn’t realize until I finished writing this… imma post it anyways. But if you’d like to see my original thoughts on this topic, you can see them here with an additional 2 characters lol

Gojo Satoru

He is relentless, especially when he’s in the mood to go down on you. These little moods of his will have him between your legs for hours, multiple times a day. You always like to joke that he knows when you’re ovulating because somehow these little moods seem to fall in sync. If Satoru goes more than three days without you, it’s like he’s going through withdrawals. He’s skilled with his tongue, he’s able to move it in ways and speeds you didn’t know a man could. Typically he’s a tease, he’ll edge you until you have an orgasm so pathetic you can’t even call it one. Ya know, the kinds where you come and don’t feel that satisfaction, just the pulsating ache of needing more. But recently, Satoru discovered how much more fun it is to overstimulate you. He loves the way your finger’s bury in his hair and try to tug him off as he sucks on your clit until you’re sobbing and begging him to ease up. He’ll keep your thighs spread wide, large hands effortlessly keeping them in place while they desperately try and close. He’s also the type to see those “pineapple make’s your cum sweet” articles and come home with enough pineapples to feed a village. He’s not even embarrassed about his reasoning, even if it’s just a myth, his sweet tooth can’t pass up the opportunity. Satoru loves your natural taste, but you surprised him with edible lubes in various fruity and sweet flavors one night… you still recall seeing the sun rise. 

Geto Suguru

He’s a god at eating pussy and you can’t convince me otherwise. Suguru has always been about your pleasure over his, not to say he doesn’t have his selfish moments, but your pleasure is just so much fun to him. He loves the noise, the facial expressions, the smell, the taste. The first time he went down on you, you were convinced he was lying about it being his first time. The ability just came naturally to Suguru. Like Satoru, Suguru loves to tease you. He’ll focus all of his attention on your dripping entrance, only stimulating your clit if his nose bumps it. He loves the way you squirm, his nails leaving crescent shaped nail marks in the plump flesh of your thighs as he holds you in place. He loves your breathless gasps, his long hair tickling your thighs as he eats you out, only adding to the stimulation that’s making your toes curl. Suguru loves to make you beg, pulling his mouth away from your cunt to just barely flick his tongue over your clit. He’ll stop all together just to taunt you until you’re sobbing, begging him to do something. He has a whole album on his phone dedicated to you, most of the content being videos of him eating you out, some he even made you take just so he could see the camera shake with your effort to keep it straight and hear your noises better. He puts on a show for you, slurping and sucking and moaning just to feel your thighs tremble as you moan with him. 

Nanami Kento

Eating you out is a stress reliever for Nanami… so it happens like very fucking day. Lord help me this man will spend hours edging you, cheek pressed into your thigh as he lazily licks and nips at your cunt. He can’t think about anything but you when he is between our legs, moaning and whining his name like a beautiful lullaby. He’ll let you cum eventually, but for the time being you are completely at his mercy. Nanami is the type to wake you up with his head between your legs, especially on nights where he comes home late and you’re already passed out in bed. He’ll make out with your cunt honestly, licking and sucking and nipping at your folds until he can’t tell if you’re wet from his saliva or your own arousal. The answer is both. He doesn’t care for any of the fancy shit, so don’t bother with flavored lubes or eating particular fruits to try and alter your taste, he just wants you and you alone. I feel like this man has a scent kink so the smell of your arousal honestly gets him going even more. He prefers eating you out in bed, mostly because he’s tired and nothing feels better to him than laying on his plush mattress while using your thighs as his pillow. He’s a whore for face sitting by the way, even less of his energy needs to be put into  that, especially when you’re grinding your cunt against his tongue. Nanami’s other favorite thing to do is use his tie to bind your wrists, that way you really can’t interrupt him.

Fushiguro Toji

I had to restart Toji’s so many times because I got too aggressive. Listen, this bummy ass bitch will eat you out till the sunrises and he will make a fucking mess of you while he does it. Toji will eat you out and finger fuck you until you’re screaming. He’ll give you a “break” by stuffing you full with his dick and then get back to work eating you out again after he blew his load in you. Filthy bitch. He’ll eat you out anytime, anywhere, any position. He’ll never turn down the opportunity and depending on your relationship with him, this bitch may even charge you for his services. Which is just another way he likes to tease you, watching you whine and squirm while you cough up the money he wants. He’ll call you pathetic as he gets on his knees and basically rips your underwear off of you, commenting the whole time about how much of a whore you are… like he ain’t selling his body to you rn. This man will somehow make you feel inferior, but you can’t be bothered when his tongue is lapping at your cunt like a starved man. Toji will make sure your thighs and your cunt are swollen, bruised, overstimulated, and sore by the time he’s done with you. Your cunt is puffy from his sucking and biting, thighs littered in dark marks and teeth indents. He'd go as far as to find a marker and write “cum dumpster” on you if he was really in the mood to see you sob.

Ryomen Sukuna

Listen, you thought Toji could be mean? Sukuna is ten times worse. The thing is, the king of curses actually likes to eat pussy but he won’t admit it. But that is not to say he can’t live without it, Sukuna is selfish and really only prefers things that pleasure him in the process. But, when you’re sobbing, pathetically begging him to go down on you, he may just crack. Especially if you’re looking at him with watery eyes, swollen lips from sucking him off, your neck littered with bite marks and bruises. Oh, and, if you’ve made him cum, he’s more likely to agree and indulge you. If you manage to convince the king of curses to go down on you, don’t expect him to be easy on you. His nails are digging into the flesh of your thighs, blood dripping slowly as he eats you out with so much force it’s borderline painful. He’s using his tongue and his teeth, nipping at your folds and even grazing your clit with them until he can tell your sobs are a breathless mix of pleasure and pain. If we’re talking true form Sukuna, I promise you he won’t stop until you’ve blacked out. He’ll use one set of arms to hold your waist while the other set keeps your thighs spread. He’s forcefully dragging your cunt over the long tongue that protrudes from his stomach, occasionally stopping just to hold you still as he spreads you open and stuffs you with the same tongue, watching you yelp and moan as he toys with you. 

Okkotsu Yuta

If you look up the definition of “pussy drunk” you’ll see a picture of Yuta. This man cannot go down on you without becoming delirious. Your body puts him in a trance, he can’t even explain the way you make him feel. Yuta is all about body worship and his favorite way to go about it is having his face shoved between your legs for hours. He’s just as vocal as you are while he eats you out, groaning and whining against your cunt until the vibrations are making your eyes roll back as you cum again. He’ll be kneading your thighs as he eats, squeezing them like stress balls and hitting nerves that send sparks of electricity all the way to your toes and all the way up to the base of your neck. Without even trying, Yuta will manage to overstimulate you until you’re unironically going cross-eyed, fingers twitching as they bury in his hair and try to pull him off so you can catch your breath. Yuta is still a bit shy when it comes to being intimate outside of the privacy of your home. But that doesn’t mean he won’t drag you into the nearest bathroom and eat you out against the bathroom stall. In this sense, he’s almost cocky when someone unknowingly enters the bathroom only to see two sets of feet in one of the stalls. Not to mention the noises are echoing. Yuta lives to see your eyes going wide from embarrassment as he doesn’t stop, your noises are uncontrollable as he tongue fucks you. The poor bastard who entered the bathroom with the intention of properly using it just muttered under their breath and walked out.

Itadori Yuji

Yuji is eager, so, so damn eager. He wants to do anything and everything that brings you pleasure so when it comes to eating you out, he’s determined to be great at it. Yuji is the type to ask you for “practice” or “lessons” which is just his way of indirectly asking if he can eat you out. Most of the time, it’s an offer you can’t refuse, because as fate would have it, Yuji isn’t bad at anything. He’s so praise focused, eyes glued to your face as he flicks his tongue along your folds and waits for you to tell him he’s doing good. He’ll slow down when your praise isn’t coming fast enough because he wants you to beg. Yuji is a sucker for adding fingers to the mix, as much as he loves making you cum with just his tongue, he sees no point in limiting your pleasure for his own confidence boost. Kind of contradictory since he likes when you beg. Yuji is also the type to wake you up with his head between your legs, just slowly lapping at your cunt while also rutting his hips into the mattress, trying to not wake you up until you’re coming. He finds it so pretty when you wake up gasping, completely unable to restrict any of your noises as you orgasm. It’s important to mention that Yuji is a sucker for 69-ing and face sitting, he loves, loves, feeling your plush thighs caging in his head. He can’t get enough of the way your body settles so nicely into him, no longer afraid of “suffocating him” by sitting all the way down on him.

Fushiguro Megumi

He won’t admit it but he loves to eat you out. Megumi is shy at heart so even if he’s been with you for years, he can still get embarrassed when telling you how badly he wants to go down on you. He’s focused when he does get between your legs, hands gripping your thighs or hips while his tongue laps greedily at your cunt. Megumi loves to tongue fuck you, just because he knows it’s not enough stimulation to make you cum but enough to make you embarrassingly wet. He’s a bit mean at first, not willing to let you come until he feels you’ve earned it. He’ll stop abruptly just to sink his teeth into your inner thighs, not stopping until you’re gasping as the pain turns bruising. He’ll admire the teeth indents he’s left on your skin while his nails are scratching down your other thigh, tongue moving to wiggle against your clit until your hips are bucking. Megumi finds toys to be very hit or miss, but he’s found a love for stuffing you with a vibrator while putting all of his attention on your clit. Megumi’s preferred method of “torture” depends on his mood, either he’ll edge you until you’re begging or overstimulate you until you’re crying. He’s very private when it comes to these things… unless he’s jealous. Much like Yuta, he will not hesitate to drag you somewhere private while out in public to remind you of who you belong to. 

[crying-wolves]

🪻 ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴀᴛʀᴇ ᴇᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴇᴇ!ᴀʙʙʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ 🪻

cw: 18+ MDNI!!! little bit of richgirl!abby, anxious!abby, little bit of loser!abby but i’ll let you be the judge of that, alt!reader, reader w/ tattoos + piercings, reader doesn’t care about their job, abby and reader are, like, 18 - 20, mostly fluff, petty theft, minor drug use (abby and reader get a teensy bit high), nsfw under the cut!

a/n: this is ENTIRELY self-indulgent cause i work at the movies and i think i would've liked my job better if Abby was there with me :) thank u so much for reading i love u so much i hope u enjoy <3

wc: 1.3k (a lot longer than i was expecting pls forgive me)

not proofread! im so eepy

dividers by @cafekitsune !

🪻movie theater employee!abby whose family is, as she likes to put it, ‘relatively well off’, so she’s never had to get a summer job before… 

…but when her father emails her an application from their local theater, going on and on and on about how she could manage to learn a thing or two about responsibility and time management and a hundred other things she’s apparently lacking in, she doesn’t see any other option but to piece together a meager resume and send it in.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who gets a response back almost immediately, because they’re just that desperate for new hires.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who shows up to her interview the next week in pressed black dress slacks and a perfectly ironed blue button-up, only to be met with the hiring manager’s tattered black jeans and stained work shirt.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who’s nervous as fuck during the interview and thinks that she’s taking too long to answer simple questions and tripping over her words, but the manager hires her on the spot, in like, 10 minutes.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who calls her dad on the ride back home to tell him the good news, is met with balloons that say ‘congrats!’ in big sparkly letters on the front and her favorite take-out when she steps through the front door.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who arrives on her first day on the job 20 minutes early. Spotless, bustling with excitement, and so, so unprepared to deal with all that’ll happen in the day.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who is introduced to you, after you arrive 10 minutes late, fruity energy drink in hand and sunglasses still hanging on the tip of your nose as your new trainee.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who initially thinks she’ll evaporate in the stuffy heat behind the concessions counter, suddenly feels an icy-cool wave move through her body when you shoot her a lopsided smile.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who can hardly hear a word you say as you explain what all the buttons on the register screen do… 

…‘cause she’s too focused on the way your work pants cling to your thighs and flare out at the bottom. on the pretty tattoos sneaking up and down your right arm. on the shiny lip ring that a part of her strangely wants to lick at–

🪻movie theater employee!abby who squeaks out a “yep, yeah! uh, got it!” when you ask her if she has any questions.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who definitely does not got it. Not one fuckin’ bit.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who fucks up a whole lot, at first, and manages to oversalt a batch of popcorn, stock too much of the same candy, overcharge 3 separate customers, spill a strawberry soda all over the counter, get scolded by 2 old men, and burn herself on the hotdog grill.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who smells like butter and exhaustion by the end of her 4 hour shift, but brightens up when you tap a star-shaped sticker onto her shirt and mumble out an amused “see you tomorrow, trainee.”

🪻movie theater employee!abby who realizes she has to do this all tomorrow again and lets out a shaky sigh on the way back to her car

🪻movie theater employee!abby who’s slowly getting the hang of it after a few weeks at the theater…

…getting compliments from customers, multitasking between different orders, knowing the back room as well as she does the flavors of the drinks you silently sip during your shifts.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who’s a little enthralled by you, even if you don’t really notice it.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who’s too afraid to ask for your number, so scours instagram for your contact instead.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who throws her phone across her bedroom when you finally follow her back one night.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who super smoothly asks you when you’re working so she can try to arrive at her shifts when you go on break.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who freezes up when you invite her over to the park bench in front of the theater and offer her some cajun fries and a hit from your cart.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who takes you up on both offers, because she’s starving and she wants you to think she’s cool.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who takes a bigger hit than you were expecting and is a little confused when you giggle at her sudden coughing.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who spends the next 7 hours of her shift trying to act normal, but sees you trying not to bust out laughing in the corner of her eye every few minutes.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who gets a lot closer to you after that…

…who watches you undercharge a frazzled mother on her kid’s birthday, and doesn’t say anything to the supervisor. who sees you swipe a few chocolate bars from the candy cart to give to a group of kids in the arcade. who is certain of your favorite slushie flavor because your lips are always some different color everytime you come back from your too-long bathroom breaks.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who argues about which book-to-movie adaptation is the absolute best when the day’s going by slowly.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who sneaks into different showrooms where the movie has already been playing for a while with you so you guys can guess what’s happened in the plot before.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who hides with you in the stockroom to take a break from the yelling customers and screaming kids every once in a while.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who traces the outlines of your tattoos, all heart-eyed while she’s listening to you talk about the new superhero movie that just came out a week ago.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who places a hand at the small of your back when she has to squeeze by you to grab a bucket of popcorn for a customer.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who gets a little green with jealousy when a customer compliments your piercings or makes a joke that really isn’t that funny to begin with, but you laugh anyways cause you’re required to be cordial with them.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who’s so stupidly thrilled when you kiss her after a rough closing shift and can hardly breath when she climbs into her car to drive herself home.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who is so very happy that her dad convinced her to get this stupid job in the first place.

SMUT UNDER THE CUT ! 18+ MDNI!

🪻movie theater employee!abby who lets you eat her out in the tiny bathroom stall in the women’s room on nights when the theater is dead… 

…your left hand squeezing at her tits, your right stretching her left leg over your shoulder. She looks down at you, panting, shuddering, trying and failing to conceal the little huffs and content sighs that fall from her lips every time your tongue swipes against a particularly sensitive spot.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who makes out with you in the backseat of her car when your breaks coincide, and whines in pleasure as you grind your clothed cunt against her covered thigh.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who can feel her hand start to shake and her throat go dry as she scurries to the back when you call her from your bedroom, voice all pitched-up and needy, while on your day off. Words strained and quickening wet sounds coming from your background.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who almost gasps when you two are the only ones working the concessions counter and she feels your hand slide from her lower back to squeeze her ass.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who’s obsessed with the way you watch her expressions as you slowly finger her in the empty break room.

🪻movie theater employee!abby who hates that she won’t see you until next summer, but has a million different secret pictures and texts from you that she has saved in a locked file on her phone to get her through the year <3

[wanderingsachiko]

perfume in witchcraft - love

Dating back to ancient times, perfume has been commonly used in witchcraft and the art of manifestation.

In the middle ages, perfume was used to protect from evil, act as a potion to aid in manifestation and spellcasting. It also aided many witches in seduction, and mystifying the wearer, making them draw in many men (or women!)

The term “aphrodisiac” for perfume is thrown around frequently, but at its core, an aphrodisiac fragrance is solely powered in the ingredients and notes in the perfume. These notes may include rose, jasmine, vanilla, sweet fruits, like apples and cherries, lychee, musk, etc.

Many of these notes have very strong associations in witchcraft, such as apples, jasmine, rose, and cherries being associated with drawing in love, lust, confidence, and otherwise. You can use fragrance to strengthen a spell, or work in manifesting love from a certain someone!

The goddess aphrodite is also commonly associated with self love, perfume, lust, and beauty. Perfume serves as a wonderful offering for this goddess, and using this perfume can connect you further with this goddess.

Here, i’ll supply a number of love based perfume notes (and good inclusions for any love based work!) Thank you so much for reading!

Rose - A wonderful note associated with passion, love, self love, beauty, confidence, and lust. Using this in a perfume may help attract a suitor if put on with intention, it may also help grow confidence!

Apple - Commonly associated with fertility, love, lust, and prosperity, this is the fruit of aphrodite! Seen as the “forbidden fruit”

Strawberry - It’s heart shaped form has made this fruit associated with aphrodite, along with its sweet, fruity flavor and red color resonates with love, attraction, and beauty. Historically, strawberry’s have been seen as the emblem of fertility.

Vanilla - Vanilla is often used in love spells, as an ingredient to attract pure love, fortune, and protection. In the middle east, they used vanilla commonly as an aphrodisiac. Also associated with aphrodite!

Cinnamon - Used to enhance sex life, attract love and lust, and aid in success! A very powerful spice

Almond - Aids in fertility, good luck, and securing lasting love. it also is supposed to help encourage youthfulness!

Raspberry - previously worn as a charm to aid in fertility, they are seen as talisman to aid in good luck, love, and attract blessings in marriage.

I’ll most likely make more of these in the coming weeks, i love how rich the connection between perfume and witchcraft is

Thank you for reading!

[edwinpain3]

Okay I may or may not be going insane over doom patrol payland. Because if you really think about it Edwin likes Charles in Doom patrol and so happens to like him in the Netflix show which I’m using the Edwin side of my brain to put the parts together. If you also think about it in every universe Edwin’s gay af. Because he’s been confirmed gay in the Netflix show, it’s pretty obvious he likes men in doom patrol supposing the conversation with Larry, and this page says enough

It doesn’t say that Edwin likes Charles but still, it’s hinting he’s fruity. You don’t think that in both shows they make Edwin like Charles and make it one sided feelings. It’s just such a coincidence that in doom patrol he liked Charles in the show, and then so happened to like him in the Netflix show. Can you tell I’m obsessed with studying Edwin? Yeah if it wasn’t obvious I’m madly in love with Edwin, any shape or form except when he’s a 12 year old because that’s kinda weird. Also off subject his actors are fine af (except ty at some points but it’s okay). Edwin Payne is the best character and will forever be my favorite and all I talk about in my life. He’s my spirit animal, kinda going insane about him because he’s been my number one personality for this whole summer and I have spent 90% of my summer studying Dead boy detectives in general. I’m going insane this is a new kin and my whole personality is the show now, sorry friends you just have to watch doom patrol and then we’ll talk. Anyway who else hates kidneys?

[jeannereames]

Do you think people idealize Alexander and Hephaestion's relationship too much?

Short answer: yes.

Longer answer: it’s part of a general tendency to oversimplify relationships that plagues a great deal of Romance (the genre).

Romancing Alexander & Hephaistion

Oodles of opinion articles exist about why that’s the case. What I don’t like about too many of these is an embedded misogyny that implies Romance is “women’s literature” which Just Isn’t As Serious as “real” (=men’s) literature. And it’s not just Romance. “Women Fantasy Writers” were denigrated in the ‘70s, ‘80s, and even ‘90s. Hard SF author Ben Bova famously said: “Neither as writers nor as readers have you raised the level of science fiction a notch. Women have written a lot of books about dragons and unicorns, but damned few about future worlds in which adult problems are addressed.”

(Bova was full of shit, btw.)

One of the first ways to torpedo misogynistic critiques of Romance is to remind people that Romance novels were invented in antiquity (Hellenistic era forward), where they were written BY men FOR men. And they had the same issues then.

It’s not a “woman” problem.

Furthermore, I’m not sure it is a problem when recognized for what it is: fun fantasy not reality. I was in a group of writers once where one of the men rather snidely asked one of the women, “Why do you like writing and reading that stuff?” Romance. “Those aren’t real men.” Her reply: “You’re right. I read Romance novels to get away from real men.” Oh, THAT shut him up! Ha.

But where I find myself having issues with Romance is when it creates unrealistic expectations for what relationships are like, which in turn may lead people to bail on real-life relationships when the going gets tough, as it inevitably will. “I guess I just fell out of love.” Or, “I guess we weren’t meant to be.” Or, “I’m still looking for my soul mate.” Bullshit. Soul mates are another thing I hate. They don’t exist. Or rather, we make them, we don’t find them.

That said, this sort of reaction is true only when folks have no healthy real-life relationships to provide models. How do you know what real love is like if you’ve never seen it?

Youth can also play a factor, mostly because we learn about life as we age. Yet I’ve met plenty of savvy young people when it comes to love, and absolutely fruity hot messes of middle-aged men and women. If one consumes only Romance and has few/no examples of normal relationships, it’ll fuel unrealistic ideas. That affects men just as much, even as they pretend it doesn’t. In fact, pretending it doesn’t makes it worse, ime. Some of the dumbest ideas about love I’ve heard have come out of male mouths.

In any case, some of this is why I note that Dancing with the Lion is not a Romance, even if put out by a Romance publisher. It’s a coming-of-age novel with a love story on the side (because falling in love is part of coming of age). Romance (the genre) has specific conventions and plot shaping that DwtL defies (because, again, it was never meant to be a Romance). Yet Riptide was willing to take a chance on the novels, and I’m hardly going to thumb my nose at them for that grace. It’s only an issue when readers’ expectations aren’t met.

So, returning to the question of over-idealizing of Alexander and Hephaistion’s relationship … yes, it’s a problem when folks can’t let them be human, and flawed. When their relationship turns Hephaistion into Alexander’s shadow with no personality (or ambitions) of his own. When any love story between them just happens magically because … of course! They’re Soul Mates and Meant to Be. When happily-ever-after is assumed without the recognition that life will be hard sometimes, they won’t agree, they’ll disappoint each other, and they may have to actually work at their relationship. Communicate. Fight it out. Give a little. Forgive offenses.

Personally, I’ve always found real relationships a lot more compelling than idealized ones. Real love is the most romantic of all. ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[hernakedmuse]

Eddie Munson x Horror!Bimbo Reader 🦇 💕 Part One

Headcanons about Horror!Bimbo

Horror!Bimbo isn't Harrington rich but she isn't Munson poor, she's lower middle class. Her dad is very distant, he manages the grocery store in town. Her mother is a part time librarian, and is there for reader as much as she can be.

She has an older sister who is studying pre med at The University of Chicago, they were once close but her sister became snobby once she started living in Chicago and only visits on holidays now. She thinks reader is stupid and hopeless with no future.

Horror!Bimbo!Reader is 18, a senior while Eddie is 20.

Horror!Bimbo!Reader has a white German Shepherd called Pyewacket.

Pyewacket hates everybody except for reader, she rescued him from a mean neighbor who would chain him up as a puppy. They've been thick as thieves ever since.

Pyewacket doesn't even let her parents into her room without some growling and snarling.

Horror!Bimbo!Reader also has a white rat called Socrates who often rests on her chest while she watches movies.

Pyewacket was the name of a famous witch cat in the Salem Witch Trials and a familiar in the 50s film Bell, Book, and Candles. AND Socrates was the name of Willard's white rat in Willard(1971).

Horror!Bimbo!Reader has a big oral fixation, she's constantly chewing her Extra! Refreshing bubble gum, or sucking on heart shaped lollipops that she hoards a bunch of from Valentine's Day that last her throughout the year.

It drives poor Eddie insane watching her mouth like that.

And she has such a distracting mouth, especially with all her lip gloss and lip liner defined lipstick painted lips.

And she's a big lip biter too.

He has spent many a time jacking off to the thought of those lips wrapped around him. With her shirt bunched up above her perky tits that never seemed to wear a bra for some reason.

And her plush ass that was alwayss adorn with a thong that he could see under very short skirts when she would bend over, her pussy lips puffier than the average girl and would be straining against the lace or satin of her thong, a lot of the time not completely covered.

Eddie has shamefully bust in his jeans at the sight at least twice.

And when she wears her obscenely tight jeans, her whale tail of her thong would peak out from the top of the high waist cut somehow, and you could easily see the outline of her thick vagina through the crotch of the jeans.

And almost always you could see the nipples of her bouncing tits through her shirts.

She tortured poor Eddie, especially when she would always smile so sweetly at him through the hall with a breathy Daryl Hannah "Hi Eddie" that she always managed to sound suggestive.

And in class (they have English and Pre-Calc together) , she always managed to sit in front of him, leaning forward so he could see her whale tail, or her juicy pouty lips when she'd ask to borrow a pencil that she would chew on and suck on before giving it back to him. (He is a little ashamed to admit he saves a whole collection of those at home). He'd also get high off her succulent smells. Like her strawberry shampoo, rosewater body lotion, her apricot hand cream, either baby powder and vanilla body mists or spicy and fruity Poison by Dior that he knew she would shoplift from the department store at Starcourt.

Our little bimbo has sticky fingers. Her family isn't the richest and she is such a seagull. Sees something shiny, might be a little too costly, like expensive lingerie or luxurious perfumes and she HAS to have it. Flirting with sales men and women and stealthily swiping the goods.

Eddie remembers the day he first met reader.

First day of her senior year, she walks into English in an outfit he knew she would get dress coded for, faded blue daisy dukes that squeezed the life of her dump truck ass and accentuated the lewd shape of her cunt. A red cropped tank top that was a little loose with a strap falling off her summer-loved shoulder, but tight around her bouncing unbound breasts. She had on white socks bunched from black doc like combat boots, and her hair up in a messy but very pretty high half pony half bun she had pinned up on top of her head, tendrils and loks framing her face and sticking to the back of her neck for it was an Indiana September. Her bangs framing her face and silver gold hoop earrings adorned her ears, red lipstick daringly painted her lips and black self manicured nails adorned her hands. She looked like a centerfold and he couldn't take his eyes off of her, neither could the other guys.

He knew it wasn't just lust however when she complimented his Black Sabbath t-shirt and then commented how she loves Ozzy solo work and rambled about an alter she once had to honor Randy Rhoads.

No, it was safe to say Eddie fell in love with her after that.

She was never ashamed to be seen talking to him. Sure she wasn't miss popular, the boys only talked to her because of her bimbo appearance but they all saw her as a witchy slut. They found her creepy but hot because she loves horror films so very much.

She's a little bit of an airhead, things tend to fly over her head, but she does love reading surprisingly. She has been scolded by teachers countless of times for reading in class ironically, and sometimes ditched to read in the library because the librarians adore her.

She likes to get lost in books and be in another world because she felt lonely in the real one.

Reader doesn't have friends, she comes off odd.

She giggles too much and blinks rapidly and shakes her head when she doest get things which is often.

Her mom says she doesn't process things like everyone else but that doesn't mean she's dumb.

She stares a lot and kind of looks like she has no thought in her head as she floats on through but she is actually lost in her own fantasies constantly through the day.

Eddie finds it adorable, and when people make fun of her for her oddities and aloofness he will do something outrageous to take the attention off of her, to protect her.

He saw she had nowhere to sit at lunch and invited her to his table, he realized despite being so beautiful she's the loneliest person in school.

She was so honored to be invited having a crush on him since freshman year. How could she not? He looks like the boys on her wall. Like Hawkins own personal rock star.

She became of Hellfire and with DnD she had him explain it like twenty times. Some of his friends may have groaned when she said 'wait' for the twelfth time, but we're silenced by theor DM's lethal glare.

She loved creating characters so much and had fun creating hers The Enchantress.

Reader always made food for the club which made them take to her easily.

She loves to cook and bake, she could be in her own world like when she would read or watch movies all day.

Her favorite book is Flowers in the Attic, and her favorite movies are The Company of Wolves, Slumber Party Massacre, and The Wicker Man. She will watch any horror film.

Her favorite colors to wear a red, pink, occasionally black.

[verdemoun]

Could we hear more about the boys (Isaac, Jack and Kai) and the queer stuff? The concept of a butch lesbian in a pretty dress, but instead is the son of a cowboy from the late 1800's. Absolute cinema.

certainly jack is basically a special interest in itself at this point (rdr1 why)

Isaac has had at least one ugly crying breakdown about not having a slutty waist. Charles was v confused (he'd only been there a few months) but he just had to give Isaac a hug while Isaac absolutely bawled about not having a slutty waist.

Kai really didn't question just how gay hanging out with Isaac was until Jack got there. They're all sitting in Isaac's room, wearing 19th century frilly nightgowns, calmly reading books and smoking and drinking some fruity beer Micah got for them (✨ally✨) - and Jack, no judgement, asked why. Kai had to sit there a moment and then asked Isaac 'hey why do we wear nightgowns and dresses when we hang out?'.

Isaac answered 'comfort and because we look amazing, obviously'. Both nerds accepted this and went back to reading.

Jack is aroace and identifies as too depressed to have a gender. Which translates to letting Isaac pretty much use him as a dress up doll. Isaac lives vicariously through Jack.

If John had a dollar for every time he had to go find his son who decided to hang out with his friends without telling anyone only for Jack to open the door is an embroidered mermaid gown while Isaac was in the background fixing Kai's nail polish, he'd had enough to pay for his own therapy. Not because Jack is a glittering fruit but just because trauma.

All the gang just assume clothing lost all meaning over the centuries and have no issues with it. Sometimes Isaac looks like Arthur's doppelganger in flannel, sometimes Isaac looks like Arthur's doppelganger in a bell shaped petticoat. Sadie wore pants in 1898 why wouldn't men wear skirts in 2014. (cowardice)

Isaac can and absolutely will fistfight no matter how pretty his outfit is to protect his fruit cousin and glass-closeted bestie during the few pride events when they go out dressed to the nines, but sometimes he goes 'wah dads + fam' just to watch the fear in people's faces when Arthur, Charles, and John turn up in their never learned to blend in still look like outlaws ready to throw hands. The one they should really fear is Abigail.

Considering they thought Addie was going to be a 'spinster' from a very early age, Abigail was absolutely thrilled to first a) get Isaac as a very flamboyant nibling who ended up teaching her about modern era fashion and make up and b) get to buy Jack pretty effeminate clothes and have Jack love it but also finally get to be a girl mom. She is also the most likely to end up in jail if anyone gave her gaybies shit.

[newkatzkafe2023]

@lara-legomonkiekid

What If Monkey Y/N was like the beldam she fell in love with the Monkey king and would make her world fit what his ideals would be and if he wants to stay forever she'll just put buttons in his eyes.

Oh Dangerous monkey Beldam (Y/N) Who's a little Delusional due to loneliness.

(Lmk Wukong) Man it's been tough on Wukong lately. After the search for the samahi fire, the whole being possessed thing and fighting lady bone demon! Yeah he was If exhausted mentally and physically. It's been a few months since then and now their was a minor issue. Tang has brought up that stray men have been Disappearing all over the city. It sounded Suspicious But he didn't think too much on it into a Mysterious doll that looked creepily like him Was discovered by one of the baby monkeys. And with it a just as strange key

(MK Reborn Wukong) Man, he is getting Sick Of It All being disrespected, being insulted, Being told what to do is just not for him. This is not what he signed up for and he hates it. He heard some rumors going around about men disappearing all over the village And he was slightly worried about his master until Fruity found a doll that looked exactly like him It came with a monkey shaped key too.

(Nezha Reborn Wukong) This old man has seen alot but he's never seen anything like this. Li has informed him that men have been Disappearing from downtown. This Was starting to be a problem Because a lot of them were husbands Grief stricken wives appeared on television every day begging for their husbands so come home. Nobody knows what happens Therefore nobody can get closure. Wukong and Li felt bad for the Wives then one night As Wukong Hung out by himself a mysterious package was dropped off at the Garage. when Wukong opened it It was doll version of himself And with it was a key.

(HIB Wukong) Wukong has been listening to Pigsy and Liuer panic about the village men that have been going missing. Wukong Thought the 2 were making a big deal out of nothing They're going to be just a coincidence. Some people are just moving away to other villages. It happens all the time. It's fine. Reassures them that everything will blow over and a little while. But one night as he was Was relaxing by himself he comes across a doll version of himself And a strange monkey shape key.

(Netflix Wukong) He had been hearing rumors about what's been going on in the village. Men have been disappearing left and right both humans and demons. Lin Also had been Bringing it up to him as the disappearances have been getting out a hand. She's worried that he'll be the next go missing. Of course monkey king was confident that whatever is happening won't Happen to him.oh how right Lin was when A doll version of him and a key appeared next to his home one day.

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Know that there will be a part 2

[vampiireking]

2. what is their romantic preference or inclination?

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 & 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

Kingsley is fruity as hell. Over the centuries what sexuality or romantic attraction means or manifests can change, and even the term gay is a very recent innovation for someone as old as him, but that's what he's always been. He loves his men, in any shape or form.

[toiletpapergolemn]

GRABBING YOU

SHOW THE PEOPLE YOUR INTERPRETATION OF EDEN OR SYDNEY OR KYLAR OR- (SHOT DOWN)

I'm gon doodle em later on cause I'm busy writing about my fav meow meow Also this is gon be all male bcs that's how I usually set my named NPCs as

- Eden

Tanned, big, brawny. Not like absolutely ripped. Idk why I always picture him with blonde hair for some reason. I'd also give him like a stubble (I tried drawing the fucker with a full beard but accidentally drew a certain fucking x men instead and immediately erased it), I picture him with a lot of scars as well. His head shape is more square and also strong jaw, I bet he kinda slouches too so bad posture. Wild shaggy hair that reaches his shoulder and green eyes. He has this droopy eyes that makes him look tired and straight brows so he looks tough in a sad way lmao. oh and maybe eyebags. Wears a winter coat with a tattered white shirt, black trousers and combat boots, idk why I rlly want him to wear a hat but I'm not sure what, maybe he ties his hair sometimes when hunting doe.

- Sydney

Twink. Just a slender dude. He's soft and squishy. Maybe to contrast it a little, he's a bit taller than average. ofc we know he has strawberry blonde hair and amber eyes (I think). Definitely more on soft boy. I've always pictured him with pale or fair skin. Low ponytail, no bangs, hair reaches to upper back, smooth and silky hair. Big, round, innocent eyes. I imagine when we go to a more corruption route, his eyes gets sultry and half-lidded quickly and maybe add a bit more muscle to his figure. I also picture him having something more deliberately messy like a wolfcut or layered hair. also I like the idea if he dyes the tip of his hair white for some reason. Straight posture but gets a little fruity when corrupted. Pure Syd wears a sweater vest, school blouse, a tie, long school trousers, and school shoes. Corrupt Syd wears an unbuttoned school blouse, long school trousers but I imagine he has those chain belts, and then combat boots (in winter, pure Syd wears peacoat but corrupt wears a hoodie n beanie) OH and ear piercings

- Kylar

Wet cat aesthetic. Slouches which makes him seem smaller than he already is. Green, wide-set eyes, looks scary as fuck if he staring at you in the dark. I wanna picture him having a bit of a chubby stomach bcs this fucker would suck at swimming and gym and also has a poor diet. Black wavy hair, looks fluffy and is short but it's so unevenly cut that it's obvious he cut it from frustration. Eyebags, some real dark circles. Gets sweaty easily so he always seem greasy even though he showers daily. In my playthrough, he's always set as dark skin so I picture having a cold, bronze colour. I find it so funny he carries a knife cause his clumsy ass would accidentally cut himself so some scars on his palms. I always see him wearing a hoodie, long trousers, and some normal school shoes. I think a game logo or somesort on hoodie would be a nice added detail bcs he goes to the arcade. Freckles :3. I always imagine he has some wild strength despite how he looks bcs he can carry PC to his house w ease and without getting caught like srsly idk how but the gap of it makes it attractive *twirls hair*

[alkeneater]

favorite character design tropes go

AGHHH IT'S SO HARD TO ANSWER THESE TYPES OF QUESTIONS BECAUSE I'M NEVER SURE WHAT I ACTUALLY LIKE

Okay, let me think.... If we're talking about DESIGN, like, appearance and artstyle...

First of all, i really like 2000's cartoons artstyle with thick lineart and angular shapes,,,,, yknow what i mean.,,,,, cartoon network and stuff......💙💙💙 and i also like early 2000-2010 digital artists artstyle like they used on deviantart and youtube back then. rawr xd. that aesthetic. black blurred shading. rainbows. KEWL.

NEXT appearance and details.

Guys don't laugh at me, but i'm the biggest fan of "just a guy" characters. They usually are the main characters in the show, cis-male, white, straight (or may be a little fruity), JUST BASIC ASS CHARACTERS. I know they are created to be relatable, and i DO relate to them so much. Target audience, yeah. They are so basic and i adore them for that. Everyone calls them boring BUT NOT ME.

Hmmm... I love robots also! Not a big fan of giant mechas or transformers, i prefer small cute robots that can live in the house with you. Also, i don't really like androids that look exactly like humans (detroit become human yk). The humanoid ones are okay, i just want them to look like robots, not humans. Examples of my fav characters: Ron from Ron's gone wrong, Timothy from 3 out of 10, Robogozin and some other robots from the Russian Cyberfarm, Sonny from I, Robot, well, also Mr. B from Clone High!! etc.... many examples....

Yknow, when it comes to aliens, i'm also very basic, because i love green little men,,,,,, yeah,,,, i have an oc that is literally just a green little man from mars,,,,, i know it's cool to love more complicated alien designs, but i can't help i love simplicity,,,,,,,

Ahhh also!!!! I love stickmen or stickman-like characters, YEAH BECAUSE THEY'RE SUPER SIMPLE. Omg especially the ones that have like.... wider legs and arms,,,, youknow,,,,, like that design trope,,,

well,,,,, idk what to add, maybe uhhh,,,, i love when characters have something that glows,,,, like, eyes, a weapon, some detail on their clothes, maybe accessories,,, i love glowing stuff so much. AND i also love cyber elements in designs like holographic textures, electric circuit patterns, cyber implants, scifi gadgets,,,,

so basically i'm a big fan of minimalism and being boring/basic, BUT i also love scifi-inspired design tropes,,,,, ugh,,,, that's all ig,,,, hope that was informative,,,,

[fairyboygenius]

camp credenhill quote book (inspired by quotes from my own camp quote book- guess which ones were really said for a cookie)

camp name post

love interest post

background character post

⛺️🌳☀️

“holy shit they’re fucking”- gaz, about two turtles

“spiritually i am face down in the camp credenhill swimming pool”- ghost

“gay people love trees”- froggie (alex)

“oh no ad staff… oh wait i’m ad staff”- boss (laswell)

“go on, ring the wasp bell, just don’t sue me”- ranger john price

“americans and their fucking grass”- ghost

“walks up to a queer couple and asks who holds the salad”- apollo (rudy)

“we’ve been trying to reach you about your baby’s extended warranty”- sunshine

“the dock broke because of my fat ass”- ghost

“do you go to girl scout jail if you break the girl scout law” “yeah, the girl scout cops come and put you in girl scout themed handcuffs. they smell like thin mints and children’s tears”- soap and gaz

“i’m gonna send the plushie version of [ghost] crowd surfing btw”- birdie

“sunshine just stepped on a stick, burst into tears and started apologizing” “I’M SLEEP DEPRIVED” - sodapop and sunshine

"2%?? it's not milk!" -tie dye (valeria)

"kill yourself off camp" -ghost

"the dog's name is rory"

"oh my sister's name is rory"

"she doesn't like men"

"neither does my sister"

-tie dye and bunny

"can you read my forehead?" -sunshine

"it's giving pussy slay realness" -soap

"moth ass juice" -sunshine

"my cb is the number 8 like an 8 ball" -gaz

"yodie yodie yodie yo" -sodapop

"can you imagine dumpster diving and sinking in to something squishy?"

"that's where all the abortions go" - sodapop & ghost

"shizzing" - lucky (alejandro)

"that's not true it's [a penis] just not with me" -sodapop

"we didn’t have the best talk, nobody told me to poop" -sodapop

"i like shitting in the et because it doesn't make a splash" -gaz

"i think i have the perfect soundtrack to our shit."

*the revenge minecraft parody starts* -birdie and a phone

"imagine men thinking women are weak when we have bluetooth built into our pussies" -bambi

"bluetoothussy" -lightning (farah)

"i like it wet" -dove

"gaz please put your meat down" -ghost

"soap's been on everyone's period" -lucky

"when in doubt, fill it out" -sunshine

"suck with pride" -bunny

"nah, grippers, universal" -gaz

"L." -birdie

"purr, i didn't know you were fruity" -bunny

"break to ad staff, i think my mom is on dante in the craft shack" -sodapop

"it looks like i fingerfucked a bag of hot cheetos" -tie dye

"my pimpbook is chromed the fuck out" -dove

"don't you just wish you could squat and pee anywhere?" -boss

"have you felt her tiny little ribcage? she's hourglass shaped" -gaz

"not the snatched dog" -dot (laswell’s wife)

"sweet caramel man" -birdie

"i'm not like other boys my name is donald" -apollo

"if a single nother bug lands on me i'm going to become either suicidal or homocidal and it's a coin flip to decide which" -gaz

"he listens to kelly clarkson unironically"

"SO DO I!!! ... WAIT I'M GAY" -tie dye and gaz

"in the back of the craft shack is the crack" -bambi

"i'm gonna fire you from life, you will not be going to banquet and you will not be going through those pearly gates" -bunny as happy (the old camp director who sucked)

"they're horse girls, they're not real girls" -soap

"why does everyone want to kill me?"

"because it's so easy!" -soap and gaz

"i don't like mouth stuff" -sunshine

"if i cry into this will it make ammonia" -birdie

"you taste weird" -lightning

"corn needs to pick a side" -scout

"you don't have mental illness anymore, you don't have mental" -lightning

"it's the toe freckle" -froggie

"cause of death: knitting" -froggie

"wow, bro, your butt is so bioluminescent" - tie dye

"when we picked you, both your insides and outsides were gross. now just your insides are gross. soon you won't be gross!" -bambi

"stardust do you want my tonsils?" -scout

"super lizard fucks" -soap

"why are you hitting me i haven't even made the stripper joke yet" -sodapop

"you opened this can of wasps, now drink it" -gaz

"embrace the grippers" -gaz

"baby mickey mouse won't fuck you" -birdie

"what a fruity little laugh" -dove

"wow, murder, i never thought of that one" -ghost

"no riding the counselors" -boss

"i can pop soap's bubble anytime"- birdie

"plastic babies? up your asshole? in this economy?" -soap and gaz

"becomes victor frankenstein but i fuck the monster" -sodapop

"sorry mr daddy sir" -bunny

"i was about to summon the spirit of dwayne the rock johnson and start snapping necks" -bunny

"i wake up and i feel like i never slept" -dove's camper (s1)

"if we get married they're probably gonna bury me too" -ghost

"hey gir- man- bestie" -dove

"kidzbop cards against humanity" -sunshine

"i put the candy in the razors" -ghost

"my brother in christ, you gotta start killing people" -ghost

"i see the light! hi grandma!" -froggie's camper (s1)

"stop opening the popsicles with the butcher knife!" -boss

"are you homophobic?"

"it's claustrophobic not homophobic"

-froggie’s campers (s2)

"it certainly did snow that day" -dove

"sorry to burst you" -bambi

"one animal in my cooter per day is enough" -lightning

"girlboss you ruined my gender" -soap

"camp relationships are a don't ask don't tell policy" - dot

[so-called-yokai]

don't take drinks from strange men in bars. or do. i'm not your dad.

Okay, so this got a bit longer than I intended it to, but that's fine. It's also pretty open-ended at the, uh... end because this is -- and I cannot stress this enough -- not tcest, and I couldn't decide how to close it properly because it's 9am and I haven't slept yet. :D If the adhd allows, I'd like to write a couple follow-ups, one for each disaster twin.

(Inspired by this post by @khayalli [and written with her blessing!] because it's been living in my head rent-free for days now.)

NOT TCEST NOT TCEST NOT TCEST

The bass thumps heavily enough for Eshra to feel it in his bones, and he closes his eyes to let the music wash over him… and maybe to give his sensitive vision a break from the pulsing pink and purple and blue lights bathing the club, thematic though it is. He huffs a silent laugh to himself. Valentine's Day, and here he is, whiling away the night at a yokai nightclub. His date? The half-drunk, rainbow-hued, fruity concoction in front of him, handed over by the bartender when Eshra asked for 'the strongest, gayest thing you've got'.

Never let it be said that service around here was lacking. Even with his eyes closed, Eshra's pretty sure he can feel the room spinning a little, and he's only halfway done.

Something tingles at the edge of his senses then, and if he were just a little more sober, he might have recognized it as his trouble-sense pinging a bright red warning. He is not, however, so he just opens his eyes to find he's no longer alone at his little corner table with its semi-sheltering veil of decorative greenery.

Seated in front of him are a pair of men. No, turtles. Turtle-men? Eshra blinks once. Not even close to the weirdest thing he's seen in the Hidden City, so he brushes it off and takes them in more completely. They're about his own age, which surprises him a little, and share similar builds to each other: tall and broad across the shoulders, but not bulky like the meathead gargoyles that so often make a pass at him on nights like this. No, they're built in a way that makes Eshra's mouth water, although he'd never admit it. Not this early in the game. The one on the left -- the one with the crescent-shaped red markings over his eyes -- wears a fur-edged bomber jacket, a thick leather collar with a heart-shaped ring, and a blue bandana across his eyes. The one on the right also has a bandana, although his is purple and covers his entire head, on top of which is perched a pair of techy-looking goggles. The t-shirt he's got on looks like it's at least a size too small for him, and if that wasn't done on purpose, Eshra will eat his non-existent shoe.

Both turtles are sporting identical, slightly unnerving smirks, their eyes gleaming with a dangerous sort of mischief, and the blue one pushes a glass in Eshra's direction. It's glowing in a way that drinks should probably not be glowing, even down here, and Eshra flicks his eyes between it and its bestowers, lifting one brow ridge. His trouble-sense is blaring a klaxon now, but all that does is tell him that tonight might not be such a lost cause after all.

"Couldn't help but notice you lookin' a little lonely over here," Blue says, his voice smooth and his tone charming in a way that should probably be more alarming than it is. Purple says nothing, simply watching Eshra like a hungry predator, and the so-called-yokai feels a pleasant shiver go down his spine. He would happily let either one of them devour him, he decides, and so he leans forward, resting his elbows on the tabletop and lacing his fingers together so he can prop his chin on them. His lids drop low over his eyes, and under the table he flicks his tail forward to brush its feathery tuft against someone's leg. Purple jumps a little, and Eshra's muzzle curves into a smirk of its own.

"And you're offering to help with that," he coos, sweet as can be, his eyes darting between them. It's not a question.

"Thought we might," Blue replies. He's obviously the face-man of the pair… of brothers, Eshra realizes, subtly scenting the air. Their scents are similar in a way that suggests a biological relation, and he resists the urge to cluck his tongue in disappointment. No menage for him tonight. That's all right; either one of these decidedly untrustworthy turtles would be a treat all on his own.

Eshra shifts to rest his chin in his right palm, so he can reach for the glowing drink with his left hand, deliberately and not-at-all subtly letting his clawed fingers brush against Blue's, which are still resting on the rim of the glass. The turtles have three digits on their hands just like he does, he notes absently, unsure why that random little tidbit pleases him so much. It's not something to worry about, though, not when Blue's smirk spreads even wider at the contact, and not when Purple is suddenly watching him so intently that Eshra is sure his feathers will combust under the heat of that gaze. There's a challenge in their eyes.

Fuck it.

Eshra takes the drink and tosses it back inelegantly, uncaring that a few drops escape to slide down his chin and trace his throat. He can practically feel the turtles' gazes following the path of those glowing droplets, and he's pretty sure he hears one of them swallow thickly. Lowering his chin again, he brings one hand to it to wipe away a stray drop with his thumb, touching the pad with the tip of his tongue and never letting his eyes leave theirs.

It works fast, whatever was in that drink, sending heat racing along Eshra's veins until it pools low in his belly. He lifts his crest a few degrees in silent question -- not that it's a language either turtle can translate -- and can't help but give an all-over quiver. He knows they see it; Purple isn't even trying to hide his smug expression.

Suddenly it's like every sense is in overdrive. The music is a hungry, primal thing in his ears, and he's sure he can feel his heart pounding in rhythm with it. He can pick out every small detail he missed before on his first examination of the brothers: the creases in Blue's brow that belies that hasn't-a-care smirk, the large starburst-shaped scar peeking out from the top of Purple's bicep-length glove, the way both their teeth look sharper than he first guessed. He can smell sweat, cologne, motor oil, and something underneath all of it that he just knows will imprint itself on his brain, something intrinsically them. The heat in his gut is a living thing now, gripping him in iron talons, refusing to be denied.

Smoothly, because the game is still afoot and it wouldn't do to forfeit his position by tripping over his own feet, Eshra slides out of his chair and moves to stand near Purple's elbow, looking down at the both of them, letting them read the invitation in his eyes before he voices the question aloud.

"Your place or mine?"

[a-dark-sanctuary]

“Won’t you come with me, my good sir…?”

“Begone with you, foul wench. I have no interest in women like you.”

Primrose sighed.

“Damnit. It’s useless.”

Ophilia frowned.

“But he’s got such a useful skill.”

“Yes, but you don’t have the authority to make him respect you.”

Alfyn went to speak to him and returned 5 minutes later.

“He likes men.”

“He likes men…?”

“Cyrus!”

Cyrus looked up from where he was sketching the landscape.

“Primrose! You good?”

“Cyrus, I want to allure this person.”

“Do you need moral support?”

“No, he’s gay.”

“… no.”

Cyrus firmly snapped his notebook shut.

“Hear me out!”

“I said no, Primrose. It’s humiliating.”

“Like I don’t do it all the time.”

“It’s dehumanising. And you know how I am.”

“He’s really hot.”

Cyrus took a deep breath in and out.

“Nothing too sexy, please.”

“You look fine enough.”

“Sir! Hey, sir!”

Alfonso sighed as the woman from earlier came back. The sun was beginning to set and he really didn’t have the time for this.

“I said begone-“

The woman was towing along a man of small stature, but he made up for it with the chestnut bangs that framed his shapely face.

And the striking blue eyes that seemed to see clear through him.

Gods, this man was hot.

Not to mention the fact that he was dressed like a scholar - a well educated man, clearly.

“Hello, my good sir!”

Alfonso blinked dumbly.

“Hi?”

The scholar smiled - it had a certain calculating charm to it.

“Would you like to travel with us?”

Alfonso swallowed.

“I think-“

“I would quite like to learn from you - there is no end to the knowledge we can glean from comrades!”

Alfonso tried not to drool at how hot this guy was.

“I’ll meet you at dawn.”

And he strode off, missing the way the two people high-fixed each other.

(Cyrus is much less composed and long-winded in private.)

love how alfyn is the group Fruity Detector. five minutes in a conversation with this guy and he’s sussed it out

[mtoinspo]

135th Mentor's Ball Drink Menu

Cosmopoli-Ted (by Greta)- this cocktail combines some blood red cranberry juice with cointreau, triple sec, lime, vodka, and some iridescent edible glitter. Topped with an orange twist, optional sugared rim, and a little bit of mystery, this tribute to the nametag missing its owner is always served with a smile.

Giraffe's Laugh (by Greta)- a chocolate martini that's just a little bit twisted, just like our favorite safari mutt! Vanilla vodka, chocolate liqueur, creme de cacao, triple sec, and orange juice are stirred, not shaken, and will have you bending over backwards for more.

Out of this Whirled (by Greta)- an alien blend of sparkling lemonade, blue curacao, and melon liqueur, swirled together and ready for takeoff

Blood in Water (by Devin)- Based on the lazy river and the vines waiting below - Grenadine - Blue Curaçao - Mixed berries  - Rosemary

Ash Chaser (by Devin)- ½ oz Real Grenadine, 1 oz gin, 1 oz apple brandy, 2 dashes absinthe, Black Food Dye, Shake all with ice for 10 seconds, Strain into a cocktail glass, Garnish with a rose

Little Green Men (by Kaye)- This sour appletini is guaranteed to blast you straight into outer space! A play on the Space Race mutts, the Little Green Men is cosmically sweet with a starry sour punch.

Serengeti Sunset Sangria (by Kaye)- A fruity red sangria chock-full of lush berries and fruits, topped off with a rosemary lemonade for a summer taste as bright as the Serengeti sun.

Cotton Candy Carnival (by Kaye) - A cotton-candy flavored drink so sweet your teeth just might rot out. It's garnished with cotton candy flavored dot ice cream that sinks to the bottom in a rainbow of colors, and crushed rainbow candy lines the glass rim. Try not to die of a sugar rush!

The Big Top (by Kat)- A drink inspired by the wonderful centerpiece found at every good carnival. The drink itself is made with cherry grenadine, topped with rose petals and mint and filled to the brim with ice. When the drinker stirs with the signature heart shaped straw, causing some of the ice to melt, a reaction occurs and it looks as if the liquid itself is sparkling.

Space Chaser (shot & chaser) (by Rainy)- This drink can be paired with whatever alcohol the drinker prefers, though it is typically served with vodka. Celebrating the two ride vehicle colors represented by 'space race', these drinks come in a starry starry flight. the first drink, red white and blue: vodka, edible sugar petals, and grenadine. the chaser, some lemonade with strawberries floating inside of it. It's truly a race to the bottom.

A Little Panem (by Hair)- This drink is colored red and gold to represent the beautiful country of Panem. It is a combination of tequila and cranberry juice, with a zest of both lime and orange. To add a little extra sweetness, there's a bit of golden honey, and a dash of coarse sea salt ties it all together. From the mountains, to the sea, to the orchards full of fruit, Panem (and this drink) has it all. But be careful! This drink may seem alluring, but indulge in enough of them and you might come out the other side a little disoriented.

A Long Day’s Journey Into Night (by Lena)- When the fireworks have stopped and the rides have grown still in the dead of night, those who remain must reckon with the actions that took place in the light. An anise-flavored liquor pairs here with a dose of ether to create a drink that encourages the consumer to contemplate. What lengths have you gone to? And how far will you go?

Ball Brownies (by Lena)- Mahlon’s special, still made with essence of ether (for as long as supplies last). So what if the price is doubled from last ball? You want the thing or not?

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I can't release any example photos from those jobs due to the subjects being minors as well as them being copyrighted by the company.

But i can explain posing.

So you can do whatever you want in photography, but when there's a human subject there's a whole science to posing. A straight-on pose isn't bad, but it is kind of boring. We're taught to have the subject shift their weight, relax posture, and turn a little bit camera right because doing so helps highlight the persons unique shapes.

Like think of the way that character design sheet usually shows the character at 3/4 turn- it shows a little more detail that way- curve of the cheeks, size of nose, texture of hair. Same concept.

What i was doing was not terribly exciting. Child holds ball, turns slightly. But that slight turn creates diagonals and gives the subject a slightly more natural looking pose:

Try looking at yourself in the mirror this way. Straight on and then turned slightly.

When it comes to the head tilt, it was a really common complaint that the head tilt made men look gay, even when it wasn't in sports.

It is a very tiny head tilt. And it does two things:

1. Elongates the neck and reduces double chin.

2. Breaks up asymmetry. Everyone's face has parts that aren't perfectly symmetrical, and a head-on shot will make it really obvious what parts aren't asymmetrical. The slight tilt makes it so your whole face is slightly slanted and the asymmetry doesn't matter, it's less noticeable.

I mean real slight.

A lot of parents would complain that these slight shifts make their kid look effeminate, but a head-on pose is boring and flattens your features. So it's like...

...do you only ever address your son from one angle?

Next on the list of DEI bans: 3/4 turns, putting your weight on your back foot, head positions at an angle greater than 9 degrees, long swan-like necks, relaxing, smiling.

On that last note- I was in the habit of getting kids to give a good smile by having them say 'money' instead of 'cheese.' One kid smiled a little on the big side. The parent said 'now don't smile this time- it looks fruity.'

Like dude... your son looks happy. If your kid is happy and gay at the same time it means you've succeeded as a parent.

Thinking about all the times at the photo studio where I got negative comments from parents about how I made their son look gay.

How did I make their sons look gay?

With angles.

Turn their body 45 degrees towards the main light. Tilt their head 10 degrees the same direction.

And I'm like... wow. It must be so easy to be gay now. I had to follow an agenda.