#mybe i draw more mybe

[hellonerf]

if youll take a request would you ever draw more bloody violent rusame.. i adore the way you draw them beating the hell out of each other & i hope to see them suffer more soon <3

i got really carried away this was supposed to be a redraw of a little drawing from months ago but i got carried away okay hope thats okay with you anon. i was gonna draw the other little drawing from months ago that was right by this one (ame drowning rus) but well i got carried away here well

mybe tumblr will take this down idk.

[koiijournal]

Yandere!Male x Male!Reader

< Afraid of.. Me.? > ٭ Angst warning

[ Reader is male! ~☆]

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A muffled sobs of sad cries heard from the school bathroom that had been echoing through the hollow hallway. Fortunately nobody was able to hear him due to the ongoing lesson time.

"Huee..wa...! Hic!" Reader tries to lower down the noise not wanting to draw attention from anyone. But just to his luck, someone came in but not just anyone. It was his 'boyfriend', Shinko the most hot headed student known by everyone at the school. Gets into fights all the time, has super awful anger issues and did I mention anger issues?

How did a soft hearted and fragile Reader be in a relationship with that chihuahua!?

Long story short, shinko confessed to Reader. As expected of Reader, he got super scared and flustered but he truly wished to reject him. Then again how could Reader hurt their feelings!!? He wouldn't want to see that but shinko is literally Reader's nightmare, he doesn't even dare to look at his eyes but he couldn't hurt his feelings. So many buts' In the end, he was in a moment of panic and said yes!

Now back to you in the present getting caught crying but your boyfriend. Let's just say shinko wasn't very happy on what he saw.

He walks to you with heavy heart, millions of questions travels through his mind. Why are you crying? Who made you cry like this? Why? Why?? Oh he was so worried over you..

He lifts his arm to cup your cheek wanting to comfort you but Reader quickly takes a step back, you were so scared of him :(

"...Who did this to you?"

You only look down avoiding eye contact, too scared to even say anything. Your hands starts to tremble thinking about the consequences, only little quiet sobs from you.

"They'll pay.. NO MATTER WHO IT IS" His fist slams to the wall behind Reader, you grew even more anxious with him.

I mean SHINKO is the reason why you were crying in the first place, he's just so intimidating to you. Yelling, fighting, and more aggressive actions, how can Reader who's literally the most sensitive being on Earth held back their tears! (Or mybe it has something to do with Reader's past??)

Shinko takes notice in your reaction, it wasn't long until he realized it was HIM that you're scared of. His heart shatters to shards, he takes a step back while gripping on his own hand tightly.

You were paralyzed on the spot, you truly wished to run away right there but it felt like your shows was stuck to the floor. You could only pray for your safety as you shut your eyes.

When you open them back, shinko's figure towers over yours and relax their body in you while he wraps you with both of his arm.

You try to settle down your breath as his head was on your shoulder, suddenly you felt liquids on that spot. You panick internally, not knowing what to do.

"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry please, don't stay away from me.." His voice muffles in a soft tone, oh he really did fell hard over you. One wrong word, you could literally end his whole life, that's how much power you have over him. Yet you still didn't abuse the power.

At this moment you felt a bit touched, the scary looking guy apologizing and crying for you! You didn't know he had a soft side inside of him, which made you look at him in a new light.

"Shh.." You hug him in comfort and pats his back, reassuring him you're there for support.

The following time he only cries in your arm and spewing apologies over and over. Maybe he isn't that scary after all..?

Be careful though, don't spoil him too much.. Who knows he might rely on you completely from there on to his advantage..

[gothicmilktea]

Drew some Den10 alien designs.

Keeping up with the scars was a doozy.

I drew the one with dark claws first but thought I'd make one with lighter claws and nose.

These designs may change the next time I draw them.

(Den is my Ben10 oc. She's an alternate version of Ben Prime. You can find more on her here on Tumblr. Mybe, I should make my own tag for her, but I don't think anyone is interested in her.

I'll edit this post if I got something wrong and I missed it.

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

Archon war anon- No worries about not having answers! I was just curious about that since you do really good worldbuilding! I'm writing this because I decided that Xiao's my blorbo and I'm going the route of him being actually pretty old and getting passed between many gods. With that as a motivating factor in addition to the sense of scale, I needed many gods for him to get passed between.

I ended up getting a map of Liyue and drawing boundary lines and going "Uh, there's another territory that a god holds at the start of the war". I named all of the territories, but honestly haven't gone and named most of the gods. And then I was like "The gods we know from canon are the ones who lasted the longest", so I'm having them acting as the main aggressors, and in my mind they're getting the biggest territories before they get pushed back.

I also decided that Sumeru did have more gods, but because Sumeru was entirely desert at that point they were all with wandering tribes and didn't leave any ruins behind.

I think that Cuijue slope supposedly had different architecture than the rest of Liyue? But honestly, there's so little on what's up with Cuijue slope. The Dunyu ruins supposedly had the fallen star fragment, but also they were apparently underwater until the end of the Archon War?

What you say about a China-split and reunite situation makes a ton of sense though!

One thing that I keep thinking about as I write is that even though Guizhong dies early, her presence is still pretty spread out? Like, she'd got that seat on Mt. Aocang, but she also died 1700 years before the war ended, which I feel like contributes to the split-reunite theory.

Also, yes, I have no idea what's up with Xiao's master in canon, there's just so little information. I don't remember anything about Chenyu's god being Xiao's master, but I might have just missed that?

In all honesty my thinking was that a lot of the ruins we see across Liyue are from Morax's people, but like, mostly after the war, and various things happened that made them leave the ruins? Like, Morax seems to have had control of Nantianmen when Azhdaha awoke there and did a little civilization ruining, and it was apparently Azhdaha's rampage that took out the people in Tianqiu Valley.

On a separate note, I also think that something happened recently that drastically affected the population of Liyue? Mybe the drought in Cloud Retainer's story, but there just seems to be a disproportionate amount of ruined wood houses in Liyue. And given that literally all of the mining sites seem to be closed, including the Chasm, I don't know where the miners are?

Sorry, got a bit off topic because I was having fun.

no worries! this is a wonderful ask

i'll answer under the cut bc the ask is already long by itself,,

xiao being passed around like a hot potato is so interesting actually, and it sounds like such a daunting task to write holy shit it would indeed make sense if the gods we know of lasted the longest, osial sounds like he was a pain in the ass till the very end lmao,,

dunyu ruins were indeed underwater at some point, but it's never explained why or when the water disappeared; idk about the star fragment, i probably just don't remember that tidbit. if it was in one of the books it might even be that we can't be sure if it was real to begin with sadly, though, cuijue slope does not have different architecture. i think the pillars might be what lead people to believe that? but even if you ignore the tomb's inside (which is guili architecture through and through) the little cobblestone ring around the stone slab directly in the center of the slope, outside the tomb, is also of guili design, so.

guizhong's seat in mt. aocang probably predates the war though. like i'm pretty sure there's a good chance a good chunk of the adepti who fought in the war with rex lapis n co all predate the war. either that, or they joined rex lapis halfway through, and the war never made it to mt aocang (even though i'm pretty sure it did make it to huagguang? i'd have to check). also what's funny is that i don't think we have confirmation that guizhong died 1700 yrs before the war ended. like i know we assign her death to that year bc that's the founding year of liyue harbor, but i think the jury's still out for if liyue harbor was founded immediately after she died. i'm pretty sure we have sources in-game that imply it was founded right after she passed, but there's others that imply rex lapis had to like- gather his people? from where they had scattered? after her death?? that could just be that the flood/battle/whatever it was that killed her and likely also ended the assembly (idek if we have confirmation that it was the same event LMAO) made everyone flee for their lives, and so like- rex lapis spent like a couple of weeks or months tracking everyone down to move south. but it also kinda sounds like they had scattered and had started lives already in other places? which would imply they didn't immediately move down to the harbor, and it might've even been generations between the fall of the assembly and the founding of the harbor???????? i don't know, it's all so confusing. what i was trying to get at is that guizhong could've died even earlier than 1700 yrs before the war ended, which is just fucking great. we don't know a damn thing about liyue's history, do we.

on chenyu vale's god being xiao's master- i can't say i remember very well which one is the mission where the dialogue made me think that? it was probably the main world quest with fujin and co, but it could've also been one of the branching sidequests that spawn from that. it was probably the main one though, bc i think it was fujin herself the one with the dialogue that made me go ?????? i remember it being something like- a mention of how chenyu vale's god used nightmares to attack his opponents? maybe? and that fujin and co disapproved and that's why they betrayed him?? i think??? it was something to do with dreams i'm pretty sure, and the only other god we know of that had something to do with dreams was xiao's master, so it just stood out to me as odd. it's also entirely possible that the mention of dream/nightmares wasn't even about chenyu vale's god, but of some other completely different god. idk. i can't remember rn. it could've been about guhua for all i know, wouldn't that be a shock. xiao would be xingqiu's older martial brother under that idea LMAO (p sure it wasn't about guhua tho)

the thing about tianqiu valley is that, to me, that has never looked like a settlement where people lived? like- it looks to me far more like a sort of... temple, or castle, or some big structure that's not necesarily meant for living. it's all on its own and it just doesn't look like houses of any kind? unless you want to argue that ancient liyue had appartment complexes, which- sure. not like there's anything to disprove that LMAO but regardless of if there were people living there and for some reason the village that surrounded the towers was completely wiped from the hollow, we do at least sort of know that azhdaha caused property damage there while fighting zhongli. that he brought the supposed civilization to ruins in the first place, or that he further ruined an already abandoned place – i don't think we know for certain tbh like- the way the tablet says that now those lands will no longer go back to their times of glory or whatever (right?) sounds more to me that... like- they were already not in their times of glory by the time they were destroyed, so now there is no hope for them to go back.

i do think however that all ruins throughout liyue that aren't wood-made have to be from before/during the war. they all hve the guili architecture, and the assembly fell during the war. i don't think any of the stone ruins could possibly from after the war. the way rex lapis moved everyone to the harbor makes it sound like the assembly was the last of the places to come to ruins, when it came to places inhabited by morax and guizhong's people.

you are so right and your brain is so wrinkly for that last part. the amount of mondern ruins/abandoned structures in liyue is honestly a bit shocking – all the houses to the west of mt. tianheng, mingyun village, the village in wuwang hill, the houses along the northern coast jueyun karst, some houses within jueyun karst itself, along the coasts of qiongji bay; they're fucking everywhere. that's not even mentioning the chasm, which we do have some sort of explanation as for its abandonment. i think an incident like if not the drought itself in cloud retainer's story would absolutely be a good explanation as to why liyue seems to have undergone a humanitary crisis fairly recently. wood doesn't take that long to rot and decay – those houses aren't older than a couple of centuries, not in the state most of them are and considering the wildlife of liyue. especially given a good chunk of them have thatched roofs. that shit disappears in no time!!! those are fucking recent!!

[vorefluff]

Anxieties

#4 of this series! Ribbonsy POV. This one is focused a bit more on the dynamic between them and Damien, with a bit of bittersweet fluff with Co too. 

I’ll be making a masterpost as soon as I figure out what to call it haha. 

3.1k words, and a drawing of Ribbonsy to go with it! 6′4″ lad that is trying their best. 

Warnings: Safe non-sexual vore, and a lil bit of romance.

Ribbonsy’s phone dings, and they roll over, blindly patting their nightstand for it. It’s the alert sound they have for Co after all. At this time of day, usually that means it’s important. Annnd there it is. They squint at the light as they check it.

[Hy sweet, wold u b wiling to go store w/ damin tday?]

[Sure. Not feeling well?] Ribbonsy responds. Usually, Co types a lot better than that.

[ye. tea mybe?]

[Will do. Be right there <3]

Ribbonsy rubs their face, trying to wake up. They check the time. Nearly 8am. Welp, time to get up soon anyway. Actually, they’re surprised that Co is awake at this time. Well. Ribbonsy takes a deep breath and stands up. 

This will be an… interesting day, by the sounds of it. 

It takes several minutes, but soon enough Ribbonsy is at Co’s door, knocking lightly. “Casper?” 

“Come in,” Co says halfheartedly. 

Ribbonsy quietly opens the door and comes in, setting the mug of tea on Co’s nightstand. Co himself is laying face down, partly curled up and buried under blankets. 

“Here’s your tea. Getting sick?” Ribbonsy asks. 

Co pulls his blankets up even more. “Something like that,” he says, his voice scratchy. 

“Anything else you need? I can make soup.” 

“No, I’ll be alright. Thanks for the tea, sweet. Can you handle it if anyone else needs something today? Besides Yarrop’s meds, I can still do that.”

“No problem, hun. I’ll put a note on your door and let you get some rest, alright?” Ribbonsy says gently. 

“Thanks. I love you so much,” Co says, peeking very pathetically out from under the blankets to look at Ribbonsy, his eyes red.

“Love you too. Now, get some sleep,” Ribbonsy says with a soft smile, exiting and closing the door just as quietly as when they came in. 

Alright. Time to get started. First off, Ribbonsy grabs a sticky note from the pad on the door of the fridge, and writes a note to not bother Co. Then, sticks it on his door just like they said they would. 

Ribbonsy starts their morning as they normally do. Getting washed up, hair care and skincare. And well, if they know they’re going to be leaving the house, they might as well put a little eyeshadow on. 

“Casper?” Damien calls.

Ribbonsy pokes their head out the bathroom door and looks towards Damien in the livingroom. “Casper isn’t feeling well. Whatcha need?”

“I wanna know when he’s taking me to the store later.”

“Casper asked if I could fill in for him today. I’m taking you to the store.” 

Damien scowls. 

“When do you want to go out?” Ribbonsy asks, keeping their tone light and ignoring the distasteful expression.

“Whenever.”

“Can you give me a more specific time than that?” Ribbonsy requests. It’s easier to figure out their plan for the day if they have a more solid timeframe. Soon? A few hours from now?

“Euh. I dunno. 10 minutes.”

That’s a little short. “Is half an hour okay?” 

“Why’d you ask me then?” Damien scoffs and walks away. 

Ribbonsy takes a calming breath and goes back to what they’re doing. It isn’t productive to get upset over things that ultimately don’t mean anything. 

There’s distant sounds of Yarrop loudly protesting. Ribbonsy has a pretty good idea of what’s going on. Guess Yarrop is coming along to the store too, one way or another.

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Ribbonsy taps on the steering wheel. The silence in the car hangs thick enough you can cut it with a knife. Should they turn on the radio? It’s halfway through the car ride. Would it be weird? Would it piss off Damien? It’s hard to tell sometimes. Although, Ribbonsy shouldn’t really be messing with buttons and such while driving. Even if the silence gets on their nerves. 

At a stoplight, they look over to Damien. He’s leaning against the window, watching the outside world and idly running his thumb over his stomach. As if sensing Ribbonsy’s gaze, Damien turns to meet it. “What?”

Ribbonsy shakes their head and turns back to the road. “Nothing.” 

The light turns green, and they go. ‘Nothing’ - was that the right response? They really didn’t have a reason for looking. Just waiting for the light. They’re not sure what else they could have responded with. Was it rude? There’s not much that can go wrong with just one word, right? Actually, yeah, there’s a lot of things that can go wrong with just one word.

Hm. This is definitely starting in the direction of an anxiety spiral. Ribbonsy takes a deep breath. What’s triggering this? There’s the underlying issue of just not knowing how to interact with Damien, but that’s nothing new. Unfamiliar situation and routine breaking? Usually Co does this and Ribbonsy isn’t stuck in such a small space for long periods of time with Damien. Yeah, alright. That feels like part of it. What else? Understimulation? Probably. 

Which circles back to an earlier thought. Is it weird to turn on the radio halfway through a car ride? Wait, hold on. Okay. That’s also an anxiety thought. Ribbonsy would have absolutely no problem doing it if, say, it was Co in the car instead. Okay. Alright. 

At the next red light, Ribbonsy turns on the radio. Damien startles and watches as they change the station to something they like. Some good upbeat dancy pop music. 

As the car starts when the light turns green, Damien turns the radio off. 

Ribbonsy’s grip on the wheel tightens slightly. The anxiety thoughts spike. Wrong move - social interaction failed - should have asked first - wrong - wrong - wrong.  

Breathe. It’s okay. It’s not necessarily personal - it could be conflicting sensory issues or something. Identify that it’s likely irrational, and breathe. It’ll pass. Even if it is personal, it’s nothing to be upset about. It’s just music. Anxiety is right? It’s okay. Anxiety is wrong? It’s still okay. The feeling doesn’t go away, but it at least helps to manage it and keep it from spiraling worse. Brea-

“Ya missed the turn,” Damien cuts in. 

“Sorry,” Ribbonsy says automatically and quickly course corrects. What did they say sorry for? Was it genuine, or was it just out of habit? It felt like a people pleaser habit they used to have, but maybe there’s something they should genuinely apologize for. 

This isn’t okay. If it’s affecting their driving and navigation, it’s not safe. They need to - 

“You look like ya wanna stab somethin’,” Damien cuts in again. 

Ribbonsy’s taken aback. “No? Where did you get that from?” they ask, confused. They keep their eyes on the road, resisting the need to look over when they’re talking and overanalyze expressions and reactions. 

“Nothin’ wrong with wanting to stab somethin’.”

“There’s everything wrong with that, actually,” Ribbonsy says. Destruction of property, intimidation and manipulation, risk of injury. It’s not an okay thing to do, or encourage. 

Damien scoffs. 

“What am I doing so wrong? Why do you hate me so much?” Ribbonsy asks, frustrated. Their anxiety is incredibly loud, the silence is stifling, and they’re trying to focus on driving safely. They don’t have much in terms of brain resources to devote to a filter right now, and they regret saying anything the moment it leaves their mouth. This is not the correct way to confront an issue, they should know better.

Damien groans. There's a click as Damien leans the seat back as far as it could go, laying down and staring at the roof of the car. 

"That’s not safe," Ribbonsy says automatically. That far back means the seatbelt is basically a decoration. As a driver, they’re responsible for the safety and wellbeing of the passengers. 

"I will bite you," Damien says with a warning tone to his voice, taking the time to enunciate his words more clearly despite the teeth. 

What are they supposed to do now? Keep going or stop the car? It's hard to tell what thoughts are rational and what thoughts aren't. It's a safety hazard, and they’re responsible. Driving in general while feeling like they’re close to a panic attack is a safety hazard. But on the other hand, it feels like they’re making mountains out of molehills. Nothing has really happened. It feels incredibly silly. What even is the issue in the first place? 

If their anxiety is getting to the point that they're having a hard time telling rational from irrational, they desperately need a chance to slow down and self regulate. 

The next stoplight, they glance at Damien. Still laying down, still a safety hazard. He has one hand on his stomach, and the other hand is up while he flicks his wrist repeatedly. Ribbonsy turns on the radio. Damien’s wrist flicking intensifies, but he doesn't say or do anything this time. 

Okay. Ribbonsy takes a deep breath. They focus on the music and work on releasing tension from their muscles. The music fills just enough of their brain that it slows down their anxiety thoughts and gives them a chance to address and regulate properly. 

Okay. Okay. One thing at a time. Even if it is a safety hazard, they doubt they could do anything to change Damien’s mind. Therefore, there is zero point in pulling over. The threat of biting and casual leaning towards violence is also something they want to address, however this is not the time or the place for it. Forcing a serious conversation in a moving vehicle that you are trapped in is a great way to make someone hate serious conversations. Which is not their goal. That, and word choice, is a big reason why they regret asking about what they're doing wrong, even though it's still a topic they want to address too. And, they should have had more communication when it came to the radio. It's a shared space after all. Alright. Okay. They're almost at the store. They'll apologize once the car is stopped so they can offer full attention.

They pull into the parking space, and before they can say a word, Damien is out of the car and zipping inside. Ribbonsy sighs and puts their forehead on the steering wheel. So much for that. Maybe when the shopping trip is over. They really are trying. They really do want to have a positive friendship, and make sure Damien’s okay. It’s just hard. It feels like everything they try and do is wrong.

Ribbonsy takes a moment to fully and properly unwind and regulate. 

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Ribbonsy is about halfway through their grocery list when they hear voices raised a couple aisles over. 

"Don’t touch me!" Damien shouts. 

Of course it's Damien. What else did they expect? They leave their cart and rush over. 

Arriving at the scene, they see Damien with his shoulders up and tensed, a tall built middle aged man, and an older woman with her own cart.

"Damien, what's going on?" Ribbonsy asks.

Damien looks like a deer in the headlights with his eyes darting and his wrist flicking. 

The other man, gathering that they're together, answers instead. "The punk was rude to my wife, and I let him know I wouldn't tolerate anyone talking to her like that. See his hands? He's rearing for a fucking fight!" 

Damien’s eyes zero in on him and his shoulders keep creeping up. Ribbonsy recognizes the look on Damien’s face. If he wasn't looking for a fight before, he is now. To use Damien’s words, he looks like he wants to stab something. 

Ribbonsy steps between them, facing the other man, his hands facing palms out in an open apologetic way. "I'm sorry about my friend's behavior," Ribbonsy starts. He hears a trio of finger snaps behind him and figures it's another one of Damien’s stims. That’s good. Self regulation is good. "I'm sure he didn’t mean any of it," Ribbonsy continues, trying to pacify the situation before it escalates. 

"Ribbonsy. Don’t," Damien says forcefully with a low growl behind them. 

What did they do wrong this time? 

"Sure sounds like he means it," the other man says, oh so helpfully. 

Ribbonsy turns slightly to face both of them. 

They hold their index finger up towards Damien in a standard 'wait' gesture and addresses the other man. "Sir, with all due respect, you can move on with your shopping. I apologize for the interruption with your day," Ribbonsy says firmly, then turns to Damien and softens their tone slightly. "And if you have a problem with me, we can speak more outside."

The other man mutters something else and gets dragged away by his wife. The whole time they're leaving, Damien’s staring daggers. Once they're out of sight, Damien turns that same glare to Ribbonsy. 

"Don't apologize for my actions," Damien says, carefully enunciated and still with a bit of growl.

"Alright. Like I said, we can talk more about this outside. This is not the time or the place," Ribbonsy says gently but firmly. They know they don't have the full story, and they want to know what led up to the 'don’t touch me'. However, a public place, especially when emotions are still raw, is no place to have a serious conversation. 

Damien’s eyes flick to different spots, all centered on Ribbonsy as if looking for something out of them. Ribbonsy holds their ground. Damien’s pocket buzzes with a phone notification, and he turns and storms off while dragging his cart behind him. 

Ribbonsy sighs. That could have been worse, but it was still less than ideal. They start reviewing what they could have done or said better as they go back to their own cart. They were hoping for a better day today, but they can’t necessarily say they’re surprised at how things turned out.

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As Ribbonsy wheels out their cart into the parking lot, they spot Damien laying down on the roof of the minivan with his own groceries on the ground by the tires. He’s idly kneading at his stomach again, staring up at the sky. It’s always so easy to tell when Damien is carrying Yarrop - he just can’t keep his hands away. It’s kinda adorable, really. Hopefully Yarrop made it through the shopping trip alright. 

“Do you want to talk about what happened earlier?” Ribbonsy asks, beeping the car unlocked and opening the trunk to load everything up. Damien doesn’t move from his spot on the roof.

“No.” 

Ribbonsy tries again. “I did something to upset you. Do you want to tell me so I can try to avoid the same mistakes?” 

“I already told ya.”

“In the store, you said not to apologize for your actions?” 

Damien stays silent. 

“Doooo you want a chance to explain why it bothers you? I don’t think I understand. I don’t think it’s productive to waste time on a stranger and risk getting kicked out of the store, and would rather just say what they want to hear to move on. Is that something you have an issue with?”

“Yea. I’m responsible for myself. So leave me the spud alone.”

“I am not disagreeing. You are responsible for yourself. However, I don’t see how that’s relevant. I’m not claiming to be responsible for what you do.” 

“K. Looket me.”

Ribbonsy moves to the side of the vehicle to look up at Damien on the roof. 

Damien mimes turning a crank besides his hand, and with the other slowly flips up a middle finger. He sneers and sticks out his tongue. 

Ribbonsy sighs, going back to loading the trunk. “I’m genuinely trying my best here. I can’t read your mind.” 

“Ok. Don’t.”

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Ribbonsy takes a moment to figure out what they’re meant to do next. They’re home, groceries are put away, Yarrop has been returned and his meds taken for the night, chores have been done, self care is finished. 

Ribbonsy’s phone goes off. Another text from Co. They pull it out and check.

[r u worid bot gting sck?]

[Not really, why?] 

[cn u et mee]

[*eat]

[Sure hun. When?] Ribbonsy responds with a faint smile, amused by the spelling correction.

[now]

[Alright. I’ll be there soon. <3] 

Guess that answers their question on what to do next. It’s a bit of an unusual request for Co. Not that they mind, they just worry a bit.

Ribbonsy moves to Co’s door and knocks softly. 

“Come in,” Co croaks. 

Ribbonsy enters and quietly closes the door behind them. They hear shaky breaths, and as they get close they can see that Co’s eyes are red and damp. 

“Hun? Have you been crying?” Ribbonsy asks gently, coming forward and reaching out to cup Co’s face. 

Co leans into it and looks away. His facial hair feels rough and scratchy against their palm.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

Co shakes his head. Ribbonsy gently wipes his cheek with their thumb. 

“Alright. You know you can tell me anything, right? This is a safe space.”

“I know. It’s just… flashbacks. Again,” Co says, putting his head down and wrapping his arms around Ribbonsy’s middle. 

Ribbonsy gently runs their fingers through his hair. “I get that. I know how those go.” Flashbacks aren’t fun. Ribbonsy’s has had more than their fair share.

Co hugs Ribbonsy tighter, curling himself up more. 

Ribbonsy hums, a soft bittersweet song. A bit of ‘Like Real People Do’, by Hozier. It’s a go-to song for the both of them when it comes to things like this. Coming to the chorus, they sing softly. “I will not ask you where you came from."

"I will not ask, and neither would you," Co joins, singing just as gently. 

Ribbonsy lifts Co’s face and kisses his forehead.

“Honey, just put your - sweet lips on my lips. We should just kiss like real people do,” Co finishes, turning his face more towards Ribbonsy. 

Ribbonsy moves down to Co’s lips, as requested. They wait for a moment, asking non-verbal permission before continuing. Co breathes deeply and closes his eyes. Permission granted. Ribbonsy moves his kiss to the scruff near Co’s ear. On a non-physical level, Ribbonsy gently pulls. 

Ribbonsy holds Co as he gets smaller, their lips shifting to his jaw. As Co continues at a slow even pace, Ribbonsy lifts him in their hands and shifts their kiss to his arm. Their lips cover half his body. 

“I love you,” Ribbonsy whispers. They place Co’s small form on their tongue.

Tiny hands caress their crooked nose. “I love you too,” Co says. He kisses their top lip. 

Ribbonsy carefully pulls Co inside, wary of their teeth. From there, they let Co dictate his own pace. Letting Co get himself damp and turn himself over when he’s ready. That is, to get properly slicked and make the trip to their stomach a bit easier on both of them. 

Soon enough, Co knocks on the roof of Ribbonsy’s mouth. Ribbonsy brings a hand up to their neck. They push Co back and swallow, running their thumb along their throat as Co’s legs are taken into their esophagus. Another swallow has Co in to his shoulders, and the third engulfs him entirely. 

Ribbonsy traces Co’s progress to their core, humming again as Co settles in.

[mccarthymolly]

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[pocket-god-jokes]

klak for the ask thing!!

yesssssssssssssssss

favorite thing about them: hes such a soft guy :) maybe ive just been caught up in my world of pg headcanons but i see him as a very nice guy with nothing but good intentions in his heart

least favorite thing about them: well the world of little guys in my head is a lot different from what we got so. uh. in canon hes just. clumsy and gullible right? he really got no character development outside of that. Give him a spine hes a good man

favorite line: ill be real i dont remember a single line from the whole comic im so sorry im a fake fan

brOTP: klak/klik/dooby. best friend trio

OTP: Moooooon <3 goft girl and her shy underdressed bf supremacy

nOTP: i dont really have one??

random headcanon: I guess my main headcanon mainly shows when i draw him is that i always imagine him with long curly hair. I also imagine hes pretty strong too.

unpopular opinion: klak is the weirdest pygmy personality wise i think because i feel like they never really gave him a set personality and traits outside of clumsy unlike the other pygmies, i guess dooby and booga also have this problem but klak is a victim especially.

song i associate with them: More Klak/Moon than Klak but mybe Carpal Tunnel of Love by Fall Out Boy (I have recommended this same song for kxo. but no i didnt <3)

favorite picture of them: im so sorry i have no klak pictures on hand

[wizmoment]

Thinkin bout em

I think i need to draw wren n wiz interacting way more, since Wiz negative reaction towards wren is pretty apparent, like right off the bat, it’d be fun to doodle that stuff- wiz being annoyed and uncomfy due to someone else this time

Wren doesn’t do it on purpose tho,she doesnt have to really do much except get a little to physically close to wiz, just a natural reaction wiz has bc of many things that i am too sleepy to explain.. ough. MYbe i’ll doodle the reasons tomorrow or smthingb…. Short woman creature thing scared of even shorter robot

Uhh uh smthjn smthjng chad wren vs virgin wiz or whatever

Wiz being 5’3” should be punishable by death or smtbing idk bummed right now canf stop thinkin bout wiz tho so im just gonna keep thinkin bout wiz

[relxion-kunp]

New transfer kid named Minato Shirogane.

[alegnace]

Sharper

[farshores]

i get stuck on characters so like...Tei is still the main LDB regardless, but I keep having the idea of a sneak-build character but not for the sake of stealing & stuff they just want to show off how bad a lot of locks are in Skyrim

kinda like that one dude on Tiktok that keeps showing off how bad master locks are

[skunkes]

gotta use fat boy refs for al too, cant ONLY be strongmen. sometimes man slacks out on da gym

YES of course...ive previously been quite good at drawing fat bodies (tho mybe my skills have atrophied since those ocs dont see much daylight anymore...mybe someday ill being em back) so its not for lack of knowledge bt i understand what yu mean and have been toying w that too ^_^

in general al goes thru an arc where he sort of calms down after being work and fitness obsessed (believing he has no value if he. Stays Still) for many many yrs and while he still retains the work muscle frm being a hands on farm guy he's not a total gym rat anymore either so yeag!! Smtimes much much less definition and more fat as well as being in between states bt he's still big guy. Agree. I wuv him

[gothicmilktea]

Den over 2 and a half/3 years

showing the interesting progress with art i had over the past 3years

It seriously surprised to see how much this character/my art has gone in just a year. I'm so proud to see how far I've gotten and learned through my art flaws.

And to see how she looks now in 2 and a half/3 years.

she is technically a ben 10 oc but I mostly think she's just pretty to draw. Other then that I don't know what to do with her.

You can actually see in the very beginning of her digital art story her personality is different from how it is now.

Before she had a more alert look to her eyes and she shows her more anxious personality traits but her serious undertones when it Hero time.

Then in stage 2 where still in 2020 but her nose changed i believe this is because as I've drawn her hair the view of her face began to morph.

Her face became less rounded and was stretched due to me now practicing human anatomy.

Stage 3/4 she's finally giving a ref not much other then her personality is still anxious mybe more then before. In other drawing after this she seems Irritable.

And I've decided for her 10 years old personality to stick with that shy fearful demeanor.

Stage 5/6

Again ref makes her look anxious But she's actually giving a new ref to show her New personality her eyes are sharp and have lead to her more grumpy looking face with relaxed eyes. Her freckle are more defined and are hand drawn. She has tones of battle scars

So basically she's grumpy, with a more serious undertones then before this will be her main personality traits Going forward

Stage 7

She's a bit chunkier. She looks calmer. I can tell that 14 year old me wanted her to have a more intimating look.

Her skin in 6 and 7 is way lighter then her first adoptions not sure why tho.

Stage 8

Ok here im really starting to figure out how to draw fat. her eyes are less boxy but her skin still looks grey. I had started drawing her with an upper lip.

But I had this thing back then where I was fussy about changing the color of her lip even though I knew it looked weird. Her nose is longer.

Then this is around the first time I started drawing her eye browse white but still drew her eye lashes black.

But as I drew her i added slightly pink gradient to her lips.

Stage 9

This is where my anatomy got funky guys And this is the only digital drawing of her of 2022

Idk it practically the same as stage 8.

Stage 10

My favorite i made her skin darker and more accurately fleshed toned her lips are a dark pink. Her scar actually decide to look more nasty in appearance and is based of some who lost there eye in the walking dead when they got stabed by glass. Ech freckle is individually hand drawn her eye lashes are white I'm glad I did this drawing from memory of what the character looked like instead of looking at her old references.

Finally I get to talk about her very very outdated back story

So how she got her scar was when she was 10 being bounty hunted and when a crystal shard flew her way she froze and it hit her in the eye.

Then i made an au within an oc au of her getting mutated by dr animo turning her into a half human half bear hybrid. Where she had a bears body and eyes but a human face. Also to add to this insanity she was Patient 0 because this was a mutation virus/ Disease that mutated the host into a twisted animal hybrid of them self. Because if you can't destroy/take over the human using animals then make the humans the animals.

[blatterburystreet]

Tell me a little about Antiva (complete)

I don’t want to seem too cocky but it’s very hard to me draw and complete a mini comics with more two pages so, wow, congrats Sara! 

I take the opportunity to say I’ve always had this scene in my mind since I picked the “ My mother was better than any gem” answer in game. And mybe it’s beacuse I’m italian and I’m a living clichè but gene’s reletionship with his mother is one of my favorite headcanons. 

[mccarthymolly]

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[strawbxrryneptune]

heyy;) can u write a smutfic of actor!pjmxactress!reader were they both are assigned to shoot a sleepingscene and in order to show their full potential theydecide to practice and meet up but when everything started with kissing things get heated up real quick😀 full dom jimin would be 🥵 and like mybe doggy were he pulls hair, spanks, even like chokes from behind and presses readers back to his chest?? some foreplay like y/n going down on jimin 👌 jimin spitting in mouth and slapping with cock🤭

"So you want to go over scene 10?" You nod your head at Jimin's question, adjusting your dress. You and Jimin were the main characters in a new movie. You had worked with him before, but never as the leading role. He was beyond attractive, and the fact that you two shared an unfair amount of steamy kisses throughout the movie had your knees trembling. You had invited him over to your dressing room so that you two could practice one of the scenes you were struggling with. You were supposed to turn to Jimin after he called your name, and Jimin would pull you into a kiss after a quick dialogue. You would preceed to fall onto the bed, kiss some more, moan a little, and then the camera would cut to the both of you "naked" and cuddling. The director said he loved it the first time, but then that bastard called you out of the blue and said he wanted a retake because you and Jimin's chemistry was "hot and fresh", and he wanted to see if you could make it even better. You of course freaked out, because how were you supposed to make out with your sexy co-worker AGAIN when you could barely keep your desires in check the first time? Which is how you ended up here, staring at Jimin as he prepared to kiss you. You shake off the blush thats creeping up your neck, and put on your most convincing happy face. You bite your lip and turn towards Jimin, your blue sundress billowing out behind you. He reaches out and srokes your fave softly. " I see you've come to your senses." he says with a smirk. You roll your eyes, threading your fingers through his hair. " Nah, I'm just horny." Jimin snorts, but before he can "say something", you lean in and kiss him. He grips onto your hips, groaning slightly when you take his bottom lip between your teeth. You suckle on his tongue, pulling a moan from his swollen lips. Jimin pulls away, panting slightly. There's a dangerous look in his eyes, and before you could comprehend the situation, Jimin was throwing you onto your dressing room table, reconnecting your lips.

///

"Suck." you nod obediently, taking Jimin's swollen length in your mouth. You can feel saliva dribbling down the corners of yor mouth from how thick he is, and you bring up your hand to wipe away the mess. Almost immediatepy he takes his cock out of your mouth, and before you have the time to look up at him, he slaps his tip against the side of your face. "Who said you could wipe your face, slut? I like my cock messy." your thighs quiver under his intense gaze, opening your mouth to apoligize. Your eyes widen as Jimin leans over you, spitting slowly into your mouth. "Now suck me off like a good little bitch." he growls. You moan softly as you take his length back into your mouth, eyes rolling back when he hits the back of your throat. "Not even half of me is in your mouth and you're already gagging?" Jimin scoffs from above you, threading his fingers into your locks and pushing you deeper onto him. He bites his lip, hips rocking steadily into your mouth. "M'yeah, just like that."

///

You scream out as Jimin squeezes harder around your throat, cock drilling into you from behind. He lands a harsh smack against your ass, kneading the flesh and delivering an even harder one to your other cheek. "Who does this pussy belong to?" you mewl out loud, pushing your face into your vanity table and moaning his name. Jimin grabs you by the hair and pulls you up to his chest, his unoccupied hand drawing rough patterns into your clit. "I said, who does this pissy belong to!" He lands another smack, but this one is directly on your pussy. "You! My pussy belongs to you, Jimin!" you cry out, you high washing over you. You feel him thrust into you a few more times before he cums, hard. You both take a minute to catch your breath, before he lets out a chuckle. "We should add that to the script."