#peacekeeper!poppy

[asking-trader-howdy]

Happy Birthday🎉

Keeper, Filante and Trader share the same birthday!

Keeper's blog @keeperthemultiversemom

Filante's blog @sillyshootingstar

[iwuvcofi]

⚠️a little spooky eyes👁️

Our Trader has some lore ( ⓛ ω ⓛ )

Peacekeeper!Poppy belongs to @/artxotherworld onTwitter

[solver-frank-whmultiverse-au]

Since he goes there daily, Solver thought it would be a good idea for Watcheye and W to visit Keeper as well

[keeperthemultiversemom]

"We can only wait for now..."

So, Courier, how're you holding up after all the drama?

“We’re still waiting for news… I do hope he’s okay in there”

Note: Please visit @asking-trader-howdy and @keeperthemultiversemom for more context

[keeperthemultiversemom]

I feel like Keeper’s bow gets bigger every day, lol

It’s really cute! :]

[arikihalloween]

Happy Pride ! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

With my multiverse characters ! :3

Stitcher : bi, genderfluid

Peacekeeper : lesbian, trans, asexual

Muse : queer, queergender

Nyxie : bi, genderfae, demiromantic

These sexualities are a mix of canon and headcanon !

[chocolategothwolfhorse]

Trick or treat

Treat! You get some sketches I made for the Butch 4 Butch animatic that I’m currently finishing up with my digital drawing program, lol

[annemissingshoe]

WTTMV Keeper!Poppy, Stitcher!Julie, and others (one non-WTTMV character)Theories part five

hahahaha

Just went over the lore in Ariki’s Card, realized some things after reading the new lore drop post and now I have a better understanding of some of the things that occurred in the lore.

Might have learned something new about Messanger and Stitcher today:3

Read this post above, it explains something important about Stitcher and has certain details that weren’t mentioned here.

Sooooooo I was wrong about Stitcher destroying his world after he left.

Solver!Frank was from the same au as Stitcher!Julie, his absence caused his au to collapse as he wasn’t supposed to be gone. Because their au was a Fixed au, it wouldn’t allow such changes to occur without it collapsing on itself.

Quick retelling of the new post I read.

They were attacked by hands and everyone but Julie was ripped apart. Stitcher was quick and managed to remain relatively unharmed, only her leg was torn.

He looked around and realize two thing

They were just puppets, they were made out of fabric and stuffing not flesh.

and that

Wally was still alive. She could save him and maybe she could save the others too. She ran to Poppy’s house for a sewing kit and then back to Home. Where she started to fix Wally, she ended up taking some fabric from Barnaby to fix with Wally with as she didn’t have enough.

it worked!

it worked? There was uhh something not quite about Wally

Stitcher continued on with her work, she did her best to fix up her remaining neighbours, when she was working on Poppy.

The hands started again. Chaos spreading across the au, The au was about collapse around them.

Her neighbours go up and hugged her for one last time, Poppy threw her through one of the cracks of void, Julie saw them looking at her as she was ejected.

When she was trying to leave through the creak, it closed on her leg, cutting it clean off. She passed out after this and was later found by Peacekeeper.

Sooo maybe this has to do with the fact that Stitcher and Solver are from the same au, that two characters being from the same causes them to have a similar aura.

once again make sure to read the post above, didn’t go over everything Some things being clear up in The post below by Ariki.

He was taken in by Peacekeeper, she was recovering there.

she would later meet some others multiversers during her stay there, at some point she saw/heard Observer talking Peacekeeper, had made the choice followed him in hopes of finding out what happened to her au, to see if there was a way to get it back.

She ended up in a void filled with TVs and tapes, after floating around for a bit. He found something, she found it.

It felt like it was calling to them, like it was hers. (It was her au judging by what happened there, she just knew it was her au)

What she found was an almost completely destroyed tape, It was her au.

She panicked In realization that Observer was going in the direction she was in, she made the choice to Flee the area as she was worried about Observer finding her there and that he would take the tape away from her.

Somehow she managed to get back to Keeper’s world, and quickly hid the tape in her leg. A moment later she was found by Peacekeeper, she could tell something was wrong but didn’t know what it was. Keeper tried to ask Julie what happened but she wouldn’t tell her what she had did.

Julie’s thoughts were clouded by fear, She felt like she would get destroyed along with the tape if Observer got close to her. Julie’s mind was racing with many worse case scenarios which only served to add to her stressed mental state.

Julie tried to crawl away from Keeper but Keeper’s ribbons gently wrapped around Julie's limbs, preventing her from moving further. She moved close to wrap her wings around Julie In attempt to comfort Julie. But being held back reminded her of the shadows hands that torn her friends apart.

This is when Stitcher arm was ripped off, she was leaving Peacekeeper world.

Stitcher was the one who did it.

They did it so she would be able to get out of there before Observer would find her. Because In that moment she feel trapped and like she was in danger, so she needed to get away from there fast.

Stitcher’s first impressions of Observer were not great, there was an unfortunate misunderstanding going on. Stitcher today wouldn’t believe the truth. As she wouldn’t trust anything Observer says, wouldn’t believe that it was something that caused it. She is Dead-set on believing Observer did it.

(Was he the one who destroyed it ?)

This was the First time Stitcher had thought Observers fault her au was gone, she had found her tape and it was damaged. She didn’t know why it was like that, the idea that Observer might have done it pop up, doesn’t help that Observer already has a bad reputation among other multiversers. One that makes this more believable (although she didn’t know that yet but she will learn at some point ).

She was fearing for life :(

Stitcher would met Seamster some point after this event.

also the eye from Stitcher’s dress being her Poppy’s eye.

This one shows various different events.

What happened to Archivist’s original body

Fliante leaving Keeper’s world

Something bad happened with Wayfinder and Courier, Courier got hurt somehow.

Something going on with Messenger

Admin carrying someone, maybe during a certain event that happened because of a certain person, who knows

two different events with two versions of Nyxie

Observer fixing his arm

Keeper looking at a tv while she crying

Stitcher making the choice to rip her own arm off to escape

I do think that the tags are talking about what happened to Solver!Frank.

Cause Solver went missing and that caused his au to go off-script.

@arikihalloween

Part 4

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P-

Peacekeeper.....

@keeperthemultiversemom

[sillyshootingstar]

So, Filante, how did you become… well, Filante! Like, what's your story?

''Well that's a funny and cute story! I mean, this lady bird had kept me (haha you get it?) with her a while ago, and i was just joking about my former name Speed

and she was just like…''

''and... i was like''

[asking-trader-howdy]

@keeperthemultiversemom TAKE CARE OF DA BEBE

Wait, I think this is the 5th ask already

[2-b-flower]

rewatched that halloween video by morpheus-the-sandman, or lazysimpluna on tiktok and I just thought

I don't think Peacekeeper and Mimic would have a good first meeting.

Mostly because, well, I created Mimic to be annoying. A kind of trickster type. Who does whatever they want in the multiverse. Explore, imitate, and mess with folks.

It squashes and stretches like an elastic and can shapeshift. Might not be the best at mimicking personalities, but will try.

I don’t know what it would do, in Keeper’s place, but… it’d probably try to scare Peacekeeper in some way, because Poppy’s are scared! But, it wouldn’t actively try to harm anyone.

Maybe it’d turn into a bug and crawl over Peacekeeper, since, well, what happened with the butterfly.

[solver-frank-whmultiverse-au]

Wait, are you taking care of Keeper right now?

"I am indeed... I'm trying to keep her hopes up and comfort her, after all, someone has to take care of the one caring for everyone... This state of her is not usual... And to be honest, I do not enjoy seeing her like this, I would have come taking care of her even without the letter"

Yeah, Solver comes in her realm often to fix up people as they end up there when they are distressed, tho they forget him once he leaves

[evielmostdefinitely]

Hi!! I love your snow fics! I would love to see more of them on the tour through the districts

treat me rough |young!coriolanus snow x capitol!reader|

prompt: as requested above, more honeymoon smut :) also the title is from the song treat me rough by ella fitzgerald which just reminds me of coriolanus and reader haha.

contains: smut 18+. dom!coriolanus and sub! (kinda bratty) reader. possessive, controlling, mean/hard dom!coryo. dom/sub themes. bratting. spanking / pussy slapping (with hand). pinvsex.

“You’re pleased with yourself, aren’t you?” Coriolanus growled through gritted teeth, a firm hand on your bicep dragging you to the train’s station. 

You bit back a smile, trying to hide the giddy excitement you felt. Your devious little plan had worked. 

It had been nearly a week since your wedding, since the start of the tour from district to district. A makeshift of a honeymoon that you agreed to. Was it ideal? Not entirely, but at least you’d be together through most of it, Coryo had promised. 

He’d failed to mention his countless meetings and obligations that took up most of his time. When he’d finally return to the carriage, shoulders slumped and eyes heavy, you’d be waiting in your lingerie, obediently on your knees ready to stuff his length down your throat. He’d let you, of course, but other than a half hearted fucking- you were left unsatisfied. 

You knew he was tired. You knew he was stressed and anxious about becoming the President of Panem. But this was your honeymoon. A start to the rest of your life, and if this was any indicator of how your life would change, especially in the bedroom, you were far from interested. 

By District Four, you’d had enough. You knew better than to pick a fight with Coriolanus, it would only frustrate him and he’d be likely to ignore you out of pure spite- he’d done it before. Instead, you hatched a plan. 

At the end of each day at the Districts, you and Coriolanus would join the Mayor and his spouse for tea. You and Coryo would never drink it, of course, he was paranoid about being poisioned by the rebels, but you’d sit and discuss formalities amongst the four of you. 

The Shefland’s were hospitable, a lavish house that sat near the lake where they could oversee their working people- you knew Coriolanus was pleased. They offered you a seat in their sun room, at a small, round table where they offered up Earl Grey and finger foods. Coryo and Mayor Shefland talked rebels, Peacekeepers, and other droning business, while you and the Mayor’s spouse sat obediently. 

For now. 

You placed your hand on Coryo’s thigh, simple and unsuspecting. He looked over at you, patting your hand affectionately, joining the conversation. Your cheeks flamed with daring adrenaline, staring at the poppy seed pastry in front of you, your hand sliding slowly up Coriolanus’ fine trousers. You’d start slow, enough to have him convinced you were doing it innocently, before starting up again. His breath hitched once, a firm squeeze to your hand, shoving it down his thigh towards his knee. 

The cut of his eyes, an icy side glance, you knew you were teetering on dangerous territory, but still not where you wanted to be. Coriolanus would chastise you at most, scold you and maybe take a ruler to your palms, but that wasn’t what you wanted. 

And you always got what you wanted. 

Your hand moved, boldly, resting right on his crotch. Coriolanus’ breath hitched, faltering just for a moment, before you squeezed his length lightly through the fabric, palming his length. Coryo cleared his throat, cheeks burning with embarrassment. 

You frowned, brows creased in concern. “Darling, are you alright?” You hummed innocently, leaning forward, pressing further into his crotch. 

“Yes,” Coryo hissed, eyes narrowing at you. He cleared his throat, apologizing politely to the mayor, shoving your hand off his length, pressing it into your own lap with a warning squeeze to your thigh. 

You pressed your thighs together, practically squirming in your seat. It worked. Coryo was furious at your blatant brattiness, in a way you hadn’t seen since you first started dating, and it filled you with bubbling excitement. 

Coriolanus hadn’t stayed long after that, curtly thanking the Shefland’s a hand on your back, leading you towards the car. He’d contemplated yanking you over his knee right there, the driver be damned, maybe it’d embarrass you. Instead, he kept his composure until you were alone, dragging you into the private carriage of the train. 

“I should call the Academy. Tell them to refund your father, because clearly they failed to teach you any etiquette.” Coriolanus sneered, shoving you lightly into the train, latching the carriage door behind him. 

“What are you talking about, sweetheart?” You cooed innocently, nearly taunting. Coryo's fists tightened. “I thought I behaved very well for the Shefland’s-” 

“-For the Shefland’s.” Coriolanus snapped, taking a dangerous step towards you, towering over you. “But you don’t answer to the Shefland’s, you answer to me.” 

Your knees wobbled at his tone, eyes narrowed and jaw clenched. His hand caught your chin easily, squeezing your jaw, fingers pressing into your cheeks, pulling your gaze up to him. “You know better.” Coryo growled. “You know better, and you still behaved that way.” 

You whined, his fingers curling tighter around your face. “You know how you act for me, how I expect you to behave.” Coriolanus sneered. “And you know what happens when you don’t.” The lingering threat in his tone had you throbbing painfully between your knees. 

Still, you whined in protest, wiggling to move out of his grip- defiant and bratty, just how you knew Coriolanus liked it. He loved breaking a brat, loved putting you in your place, though he’d never admit it. 

“They didn’t see, Coryo.” You huffed, a roll of your eyes that had him bristling, jaw clenched so tight he was sure his teeth might crack. “It’s our honeymoon, and you’ve been ignoring me.” You whined, a petulant pout that had his cock stirring. 

“Oh?” His tone was dangerous, teetering on amused and sinister. “That’s what this is about?” You whined, trying to wiggle out of his grip. “You acted like this because I’ve been ignoring you?” 

“I was just trying to get you excited.” You muttered, avoiding his hard gaze. “You’ve barely been with me, and-and we haven’t had sex in days and it’s our honeymoon, Coryo!” 

“Days?” Coriolanus scoffed. “We had sex this morning.” 

“Barely.” You muttered, his fingers tightening around you, jerking you towards him. 

“I’ve had enough.” Coriolanus snapped, voice booming, bouncing off the walls of the train’s carriage. You shrunk under his gaze, eyes rounded pleadingly. “You want my attention so badly, you impish little brat, then you have it.” His hand moved from your jaw, and for a moment, you were relieved- until it found its way to your hair, wrapping around your locks and tugging at the scalp. 

You whined, clawing at his wrist as he pulled you roughly towards the bed, sitting on the edge, hauling you over his knee. “Completely uncalled for, touching me like that.” Coriolanus snarled, roughly shoving the hem of your dress up over the swell of your ass. 

Your hands reached back, trying to push your dress back down. Coryo’s hands wrapped around your wrist, pinning it to the small of your back. “I should bind you.” Coryo spat bitterly, his hands squeezing around your wrist for emphasis. “Should take you out to the center of town and tie you to the whipping post. Show everyone how I handle my disobedient wife.” 

You shuddered at the thought, legs clamping together. Coryo’s brows lifted in amusement, hand smoothing over the bare skin of your ass. “You’d like that, wouldn't you? Filthy.” His hand fell heavy on your upturned ass, without a warning, a resounding clap! filling the air and leaving you breathless. 

“You will behave.” Coriolanus gritted, hand punctuating each syllable of the words with a stinging smack, satisfied at how you whined and wriggled in his grasp. “I will not have a disobedient, needy, bratty wife. Do you understand?”  

Your silence only infuriated him further, two hard spanks falling to the center of your bottom. “Do you understand?” 

“Yes, yes,” You panted, head swimming with a whirlpool of emotions- pain, pleasure, embarrassment, and blinding need. “Please, Corio.” Your hips raised, back arching low to reveal your puffy, wet lips, throbbing with need. 

Coryo’s cock was stiff, mouth watering at the sight. He longed to bury his face in your pussy, push your head into the pillows and devour you- but you didn’t earn it, not yet anyways. 

Instead, he grabbed you by your waist, letting you fall on your back into the soft duvet with a bounce, whining at the fabric brushing your inflamed skin. “Spread those legs.” Coriolanus’ eyes were dark, lust filled and dangerous. 

You parted your legs obediently, watching him carefully above you. His gaze on your pussy, tongue running over his bottom lip mindlessly. “Keep those spread or I won’t touch you at all tonight.” 

You whimpered at his threat, hands hooking under your kneecaps to spread your legs apart, on display for him. Coryo knelt between your legs, working the buttons of his shirt open until it fell open. You ogled at his toned chest, mouth filling with spit at the sight. 

“I think I need to get to the root of this issue.” Coriolanus hummed, tossing his shirt to the side. “You’ve been acting bad because of her, haven't you?” 

Your thighs squeezed, legs starting to close before he stopped you, a warning glare that had you shrinking. “What did I tell you? You don’t want me to touch you at all?” 

You shook your head. “N-No, Sir.” 

Coriolanus seemed pleased at the use of his favorite name, ego inflating at the title. He didn’t think you’d call him that so soon, so easily. Usually he had to push you a little further, until you were needy and desperate for him before you’d call him that. 

“I think I need to spank her.” Coryo’s eyes stayed on yours, kneeling between your legs. “Since she doesn’t know how to behave.”  

You whimpered, nails digging into the skin of your knees, watching him carefully. His eyes on yours, hand raising before it fell, not nearly as hard as the punishing spanks to your ass, but a stinging slap to your mound. One right after the other until he hit five, the last a particularly hard one over your clit that had your hips jolting and writhing. 

You spent the better half of the night, head lolling over the edge of the bed while Coriolanus shoved his cock down your throat, fucking your face until you gagged and cried and begged to be touched. When he finally did touch you, ass raised high, hands folded behind your back while he rode you, fucking you with a punishing vigor in front of the mirror. You drooled on the edge of the bed, whining and whimpering pitifully with every orgasm he pulled from you until he was finally spilling over your abused ass. 

The meeting with the Mayor of District Five was uncomfortable. You shifted in your seat at tea, grimacing behind tight smiles. Coriolanus bit back his own smirk, proud of his handimark that was undoubtedly the cause for your sudden obedience and clinginess. He rewarded you for being so well mannered by letting you sit on his face that night, devouring you while you rode his mouth and nose, hands gripping those golden locks you adored, your wedding ring scratching at his scalp.

[keeperthemultiversemom]

POPPY ARE YOU OKAY?? LIKE ACTUALLY?? (They bricked the poor angel up 😭)

It's really sweet, but she's there now and she's okay ! Whatever happened, it was so long ago for her !

[arikihalloween]

More wttmv doodles ?? In this economy ?

Full gang fr

I wish I could draw on my tablet but I can't so for now you guys will have to survive on crumbs