#nsfwish?

[fruitmilkshake]

Gaz: Mom, please come pick me, I'm scared

He can’t talk right now, he’s doing hot girl shit

[jellolegos]

a successful day

[inkblot-mirror]

HE SAYS AS I FURIOUSLY SUCK HIS D—

[infamous-if]

I was just rereading the patreon Q&A and when Vic goes “We don’t know MC well enough to add a third” Im just thinking of G sweating considering they get to fuck the MC the fastest with the LEAST amount of time to get to know them

G, basically:

[catneylang]

[ Knight Caesar / Prince Joseph ]

Temptation

[singularsoldier]

Downloading Medic’s nudes on my puter

[satttanderna]

"the material doesn't make the artist" fuck off, i come back to krita ( my comfort art program ) and finally my sketches looks cool

Fuck you Ibis paint

[emmaneiiain]

recent wolnpc works. like usual (:

[rudy-sport]

bad news guys. this is the best thing I've ever drawn.

[tf2-oneshots]

Hey! You did that fic about *cough cough* Medic "appreciating Heavy's figure".

I'm wondering, what about Heavy? What does he see when he looks at Medic? I might mean this request in the sfw way but do what you'd like! No pressure ofc

(Also, love your one-shots, old men cuddling yes.)

Thank you! lets see what he means!

Warnings: nudity

Rating: Mature

To call Medic handsome is an understatement. No, the doctor goes beyond simple words like handsome and attractive. He’s the morning sun after a blizzard. He’s the first raindrop before a storm. Medic is a bewitching man you see in a crowd and helplessly chase after. He cannot be confined to just words. Heavy knows how the doctor hates to be confined.

His genius knows no bounds, and if it finds one? It knocks it down. Heavy has watched in awe as Medic defiles the human body and molds it to his liking. Rewiring and replacing and reinventing. Challenging God and evolution in one fell swoop. Only Medic could mix gills and lungs during that one contract out at sea. Reversing evolution just to force it forward once more the very next day.

Heavy turns in bed to face the doctor. His doctor. The one who claimed him the moment they laid eyes on each other. Yes, he recalls the memories fondly. Fleeting touches to the arms, lingering gazes in battle, how they always wound up next to one another. Not even a year into the job, and Heavy found himself at his door with flowers. A bewitching man indeed.

If he were asked to describe Medic’s body, Heavy would crush whoever asked such an invasive question. Medic is no prude, but what lies beneath his lab coat and slacks is reserved for Heavy. Gray hairs curl against scarred flesh. His sensitive areolas stark against the warm skin tone. The Russian shudders when he thinks about how those massive thighs have constrained his neck. Not that he protested. Right when the last bit of oxygen fades away, Heavy is freed to take much needed breaths. Even now, beneath their bedsheets, Medic lays nude. A grand display of Heavy’s greatest temptation.

“Misha? Are you awake?” Comes a groggy voice. Medic stretches with a groan and rubs his eyes. His cold hand cups Heavy’s face, bringing him into a chaste kiss. Heavy lays his hand atop Medic’s to warm it.

“Da. Heavy is awake.” They move in close, bare chests pressed together. Medic trails a hand along Heavy’s love handles before stopping at his hips. He looks up, waiting for a nod or indication to continue. Instead, he receives a kiss to the forehead.

“Doktor is…more than words describe.” He’s a temptation of lust and greed. Heavy wants Medic all to himself. His cackle, his beauty, his charm that ropes in the unsuspecting. Everything about the man that brought Heavy here; in Medic’s bed with their nude bodies touching.

“Oh, Misha, you romantic.” Even if Heavy can’t word exactly how he feels about the man, Medic already knows. He’s poked around his brain enough times to figure out what makes it tick. He brings Heavy into another kiss before sitting upright in their bed.

“Let’s have breakfast.” Right, it was another day of work. Still, as Medic stepped out of bed and walked to the bathroom, Heavy didn’t just see a man. He saw a God, a visionary, a forbidden fruit he so eagerly bit into. He sees Medic, and he sees a man he worships.

[inkblot-mirror]

Malleus Draconia, explain yourself

[mx-cottoncandy]

Wanna join her for a swim?

[fifteenminutes-if]

RO reactions to overhearing MC gushing about them to a good friend of theirs? Like they're saying how awesome the RO is, how much they love the RO, they feel like the RO is their soulmate, etc etc

we'll assume this is at a stage in mc's relationship with all the ROs where it's been a few months after first meeting/reconnecting (or in val's case, a few months after reconnecting and trying to either avoid you or aggravate you into starting world war three)

slightly nsfwish? discussions of sexual themes for maddox

maddox: flabbergasted and dismayed. there'd be a little ember of hope simmering beneath the consternation, but the dominant feeling would be fear. they're not stable and they know it. their ex-partner knew it and the aftermath of that relationship left maddox in shambles. and people always want something from maddox so the concept of loving them for them and not what they can do for someone is incomprehensible. they'd be very withdrawn and a little insecure after hearing this. they'd spiral down rabbit holes of how they could fuck up their relationship with you and would eventually push for "breaking up" your PR relationship. carrying on something fake with you would not tickle their fancy.

(fwb route): if this is a few months in, they'd be relieved lol because they would've started off this relationship with the intent to keep it casual but would've fell for you gradually. then kept it bottled up and attributed it to the intimacy afforded during sex (something they don't find in other corners of his life). they'd still experience the uncertainty and fear described above, but would feel a bit more secure because your pillow talks and morning-afters would've become a natural part of their life and they'd feel more connected to you. not saying sex is necessary for them to feel connected to their partner, but the circumstances led to them getting to know you on a more personal level than a more friendly/hostile/indifferent route.

mateo (past ex route): precious baby boy. would be on cloud nine for the rest of the day and would get an earful from his family for it. it would feel like kismet to him—something fated, something profound. he let you go and you found your way back to each other. would try to give you space to come to him with the confession yourself but wouldn't be able to stop himself from reacting to your voice and your touch (even more than usual). i.e., if you were to casually brush past him, he'd stop breathing. you'd be a near constant in his dreams. and it would really only be a matter of time until he blurts something out, but until then he'd be content with admiring you from afar. he'd take you in any form you can give.

(past friends/acquaintance route): not the most shocked tbh. he's quite perceptive and had sensed a shift in the way you acted around him ever since you reconnected. doesn't mean he's not extremely pleased though. similar to exes route, would want you to come to him with a confession but would drop subtle hints to nudge you there. would be a smug little bastard.

carmen: immediately feels tears gathering at the back of her eyes. you've gotten to know her beyond the persona she wants the world to see and you love her in the face of all her mistakes and flaws? the terrifying ordeal of being known lol not something she's had to deal with for much of her life because people are content to love the ideal version of herself (aka the perfect pop star). i think having just one person extend love to the ugly, suppressed parts of her without inhibition would literally break her. carmen would be over the moon and bursting at the seams to flag you down and do a grand confession. it would be messy and she'd be sobbing half the time, but she'd be determined to make it happen. she's more in tune with her feelings than some of the other clowns in this circus and once she has MC, she's not letting go.

robin: first instinct is to turn right around and leave. robin prides themselves on being a morally upstanding person (because they're annoying like that) and eavesdropping on someone—especially someone they're making the focal point of [REDACTED]—goes against their code of ethics. but, when they catch their name they can't help but listen in out of pure curiosity. hearing you gush over them would rekindle something in them they buried long ago, but there'd be so many (so. many.) alarm bells ringing in their head. they'd eventually rip themselves away from the scene and lie awake at night, overturning every word you had said in their mind. and yes, it would be branded into their brain forever. they'd eventually come to a decision to not pursue anything, and from then on they'd make an even greater effort to be as professional as possible. because you're an unknown and they know they'd have to become an amnesiac in order to resist your pull.

val (ex friends route): crushed beyond belief. they always believed you were too good for them—their hands can be gentle but more often than not they're folded into fists. and hearing you confess your love for them despite everything they put you through? val would basically skip town thinking they're doing you both a favour. they'd torture themselves with what ifs and fight the violent urge to show up at your apartment door and ask why. i guess this is where i reveal that val had a massive crush on you back when your band was together in both routes lol they just suppressed it for years. and the possibility that you could've loved them when things were good—when they had a chance with you, when they would've stayed if you asked—would keep them up at night.

(ex rivals (?) route): oh, they'd be so mad. villainizing you by thinking of you as a competitor is how they hold onto their anger and frustration against you. you being in love with them goes against the very fabric of your relationship. they'd be even more hostile than usual, going out of their way to provoke you into arguments while secretly hoping they can tease out an impassioned confession straight from your mouth. they wouldn't know what to do beyond that point if you were to confess though. the occasional stray thought of kissing you senseless (if your MC likes that kind of intimacy) runs through their mind, but they quash that line of thinking real quick.

[darkcatsfireart]

Elatha, god of the Hound Moon

Rarely called the lonely prince, or Voideyes, but most know Elatha as Hound, forever chasing the twin Moon Dancers across the cosmos. His Aunts, who are his superiors and are quite cruel to the weak, small moon god, have to literally summon him most of the time, making Elatha's debt endless to them. There is nothing he can do that would earn his freedom from that debt, so they force him to do things for them that are borderline dangerous, often humiliating, abusive, and keeps him under their control. Very few mortals know him as more then Hound, due to his Aunts refusing to allow him to be in any other shape but his hound one, in public.

Elatha is very lonely, when he's not summoned to the Palace, he's stuck in a realm connected to his moon, and only has the company of two loyal hounds granted to him by his mother and a rabbit from his father before his parents left him to his Aunt's care (they still are alive but they have very little connection to their son and are very busy and distant). As such Elatha tends to daydream a lot, and read every single romance novel he can.

[satttanderna]

I want . winter break, NOW

Tw for suggestive:

[singularsoldier]

The mercs are my prized hounds and they will NOT stop humping each other