#thanks for dropping by with this ask!!

[alpineshift]

Hi! A bit random but if you’ve read Percy Jackson… which cabins would you sort the devils into?

*by devils I mean whichever assortment you feel like assigning an Ancient Greek deity to! As many or as few as you want!

(I’m kinda think Jack&Luke might have different god parents but the same human parent?)

- M

hello!! I have in fact read Percy Jackson LOL I really liked the series as a kid!

I didn't read anything beyond the original five books/the last olympian tho and I am not the biggest greek mythology buff either so these assignments are strictly on vibes alone aha. I hope they work out!

Jesper - the Apollo cabin - this is largely bc I see Jesper and I immediately think of sunshine incarnate (lol) but I also think he's got a good sense and EQ (for things like poetry too haha). He also gives off the vibe of being a honest/straightforward guy, and his presence is just nice. Quite literally like sun.

Nate - the Dionysus cabin - Nate also strikes me as the kind of guy who knows how to have a good time on and off ice; a bit chaotic, a bit wild, and burning with the expectation to go go go. Like he's got a frenetic energy when he's out there and ain't nobody gonna bring him down.

Jack - the Athena cabin - maybe a little bit predictable but I'm going for it! Reason/strategy/wisdom/craft that's all very Jack on and off the ice, but especially on the ice. Frequently pulls off tactics with those silky mitts that leaves ppl stumped. Putting his big hockey brain to good use, always.

Luke - the Poseidon cabin - I'm taking your suggestion for diff god parents! Mostly bc I see Luke and sometimes I think that he's got such a looming presence, and a kind of turmoil and unpredictability about him that reminds me of the sea and her storms. Also I kinda want to make a horse girl joke fjsfsmk forgive me.

Nico - the Hestia cabin - hear me out. I've had this theory about Nico for a while and I have only doubled down on it since reading the amazing interview with his mother recently!! Nico is a great leader/captain/driving force on the devs not necessarily bc he's a big and powerful and intimating personality (e.g., Zeus, Ares), even tho Nico is also those elements too! But he's a good leader bc he's someone who values the simple and humble things, like harmony, family, and the hearth. He's steady, he's welcoming, and he's someone you'd trust to keep the home fires burning to welcome you back even when things get rough and bleak.

[stealingpotatoes]

Are the Merrical kids friends with Jacen? I think they would have cousin vibes honestly, since I too headcanon that Cal and Kanan/Caleb were youngling besties!

omg yes!!! BUT CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW MUCH BETTER THAT'D BE IN A KANAN LIVES AU

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I came here for the silly haha doodles, but I've stayed for the absolutely blazing commentary in the tags. Your analysis of this story is so so so good! Thanks for all the work and thought you put into this!

I am just a silly little comics blog. I am not hiding anything in the tags, no way. Never.

[anbaisai]

Hear me out- Jamimayu

alright bet

(Jamil: "...Couldn't you have picked a different image?")

Bonus Ace:

[beescake]

I am back bcuz the pantswap (?) post is just augh im sorry but they r butch ladies in that 1

if they were girls i would die

[lionpawsdiary]

im not the anon who sent it originally if it existed but does spikedawn have any other family?

[blindmagdalena]

I’m so sorry Amy this is NASTY but from the moment I saw the chest fuzz on HL my first thought was how sensitive it would make the nips when fucking cause of the texture

18+ homelander x reader. boob stuff, body hair appreciation, overstimulation, flying sex, cream pie. never apologize to me i will always make it nastier. 🖤

At first the brush of it is divine. It wrings a gasp from low in the back of your throat, has you kneading the taut muscles of his back while he pounds into you. Homelander's body hair isn't overly coarse, but it hardly matters when his chest is pressed flush to yours, his lips on your throat.

You feel his every huff and whimper more than you hear them. They pair perfectly with the desperate grip he has on your hips, holding you in place with his whole body as he fucks you against the ceiling.

Now the grind of his chest against yours is beginning to take a toll. You shiver with his every move, growing more and more tender with the friction. Your cunt quivers tight around his cock and he stifles a hot moan into the crook of your neck.

His cock, more thick than long and nicely curved, strokes that sweet spot inside you that strikes stars behind your eyelids with every snap of his hips. You fist your hand in his hair and pull until his lips meet yours.

"Fuck," he gasps against your lips, threads of saliva snapping between your hungry mouths. "You drive me fucking crazy."

"Don't blame me for that," you respond breathlessly, licking right back into his mouth. "You were there when I got here."

He grins, giving a ravenous little growl and a sharp thrust. "Fine. Crazier."

The two of you climax like that, entwined and floating high off the ground, your ascension halted only by the height of the ceiling. Only once the aftershocks fade out does Homelander begin to sink back down to the bed. You feel as if you're in the clouds, floating on euphoria and his warm, soft body.

Still trembling, you lift yourself up. This is how you had started; astride him, riding him until the wild bucks of his hips had lifted you both up, up, up.

You smooth your hands down your own chest, goosebumps erupting everywhere. You give his pec a slap, the thwap of it dulled by the padding of hair. "You rug burned my whole chest," you chastise, though your tone is colored by your smile.

He sucks in a breath, contemplating the condition of your skin as he blows out a raspberry. He cups your breasts in gentle hands and pushes them together and up, meeting the pearl-soft flesh of them with his lips. He kisses apologies all over each one, flicking his tongue over your nipples for the way you gasp and tug his hair when he does.

His spent cock, still buried deep inside you, throbs valiantly as he sucks one breast into his mouth, tonguing your nipple in slow circles. You shudder and grind down in retaliation, the both of you hyper-sensitive, moving leisurely against one another as your satiation passes and the need for more grows.

You ride him slow and deep until he comes again. You rub your clit to the feel of his mouth on your chest and his come dripping out of you until you, too, orgasm, the tight spasm of your cunt reducing the most powerful man in the world to a simpering mess between your thighs.

The two of you untangle your limbs only to jigsaw right back together, his back to your sensitive chest, your arms around him, fingers scratching through the very hair you complained about.

"I could start waxing again," he says, words lazily slurring together.

"Don't you dare," you murmur, nuzzling the spot just behind his ear, kissing the shell of it. He interlaces his fingers with yours, squeezing your hand to his chest. "You're perfect as is."

You don't need to see him to know he's smiling. You feel it in the slant of his lips when he presses the back of your hand to them.

[ontosgold]

ryomina.

RYOMINA !!!!! 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[tomahachi12]

do you have references for SD-Y and SD-T and can you tell us more about them?

it’s the girls!

took me long enough, gdamn..

I plan on dropping a lore dump on them similar to the one I made for Toma eventually, but for now, here’s some info for them belooooooow

Y and T were both present in the Elliott Manor, but not at the same time.

T was brought to the manor as Louisa’s personal maid, but was then reassigned as Tessa’s nursemaid after she was born. She took care of Tessa and pmuch raised her until she was around 6 years old.

T never liked how the drones were treated in the manor and one day spoke out against their mistreatment. As punishment, T was damaged and left to rot in the swamp.

She was later recovered, experimented on and brought back as a Disassembly Drone by Cyn.

—

Y was thrown out by the Company and was later found and repaired by Tessa and J. Y’s voice box was damaged when she was trashed and was taught how to speak again by Tessa. She picked up Tessa’s accent.

Y’s code is faulty, which causes her to be a bit clumsy. She would often drop or break things which would get Tessa in trouble. J didn’t like that and kept Y close to keep her from breaking anything. Tessa and Cyn could not fix her code. She’s still clumsy.

Y would often observe and even help Tessa repair new drones like V and N. She learned all she knows about drone repair and modifications from her.

—

pre finale

Y and T were part of the same squad. They hunted in an area close to Camp 98.7 and the Mining Facility. They wiped out Outpost 9.

Their leader, B, was killed by the sentinels when he attempted to enter Cabin Fever Labs.

T was ordered to “kill” Y when she was caught sparing the lives of a family of Worker Drones. T brutally ripped Y apart but her core was able to escape damage and got away.

Y took over the body of a dead worker drone and hid away inside Outpost 3 while she secretly built herself a new DDrone body. Uzi was very suspicious of her.

—

post finale

Y has her new body. She opens up a repair/modification shop close to outpost 3. Drones often come to her for repairs or upgrades. She builds Nori a new body (:

T has calmed down a bit and is running around somewhere.

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

Trick or treat!

Happy (late) Halloween :D

Have the guy!!!

[nyoomerr]

I already have a crush on the tianlang-jun in your fic. He's sooo annoying. I need him desperately

he accepts. you will regret this.

jhgjh no but i'm glad you're enjoying the fic!! there are lots of tlj-centric scenes in the next couple chapters <33

[stealingpotatoes]

Who of tl4j is the worst liar? Who would be the person who would accidentally slip very important information about the future when talking to the Jedi council?

Luke is literally a ticking timebomb of information bc if he utters so much as like, one word about himself everything is fucked. unfortunately he's a golden retriever and is going to befriend everyone he can, no matter how much the others try to stop him

[cool-thymus]

uchiha clan: why did you do this [gestures at kakashi]

obito: its called the SHARING-GAN not the KEEP-IT-TO-YOURSELF-GAN, duh

Obito defending his principles (and Kakashi <3)

[jesuistrestriste]

girl you're literally the best writer here. Please please pleaaaaaaase can you do a part 2 of fwb Art who gets attached to you quickly 🛐 I'M BEGGING YOU

< pt 2 to this >

well.

you caved.

goddamnit, you caved quick too.

as soon as those tears spilled down his cheeks and into the crook of your neck, it was over. you wonder if maybe he weaponized his emotions a little to get you to stay, but it doesn’t really matter now, does it?

you did as he begged for you to do; you stayed the night with him. you expected that maybe he would try to have sex with you again, but it never happened.

as soon as you agreed to not go back to your own bed, he pressed kisses over your neck and held you tight. he gave you one of his loose stanford tennis tees and a pair of his boxers for you to sleep in, and then he coaxed you under the sheets. no grinding, no handsy touches, nothing.

he just laid there with you, breathing softly and comfortably as he rested his head on your chest, and fell asleep. you stared at the ceiling for most of the night just thinking ‘what the hell have i just gotten myself into’. if only you’d had the strength to refuse him before, because now you could tell he was in it.

bad.

you wake up in the morning after a night of inner turmoil and feel a comfortable weight behind you. a ghost of warmth pressed up against your back, and oh god, he’s spooning you. his arms are wrapped around your torso and his legs are tangled with yours.

you try to very quietly shift out of his hold, grabbing onto the side of his bed and pulling yourself towards it, but he just whines softly in his sleep and then tugs you right back flush to his chest. you sigh. you cave again, and let him keep you.

the both of you stay that way for another thirty minutes before art nuzzles into your shoulder and starts to stir. he presses three kisses to your neck as he sits up, and then gazes lazily down at you with lidded eyes as he takes in the sight of your features in the sunlight creeping through his blinds.

he’s only ever seen you in the dark; after parties and in response to your 1 AM bootycalls. how could he have ever gone this long without seeing you like this? the way your skin shines, the depth of the color in your irises, the little crevices and dips in your nose and cheeks and chin that make you look like you were lovingly sculpted by the hands of an artist. like you were someone’s muse.

you can see it in the way he looks down to you.

there’s going to be absolutely no (easy) way to get out of whatever you just started with him. one night changed everything. at least in his mind, you were sure of it.

he reaches a hand up and brushes his thumb over your lips, studying you before he knows you’ll turn away.

and then his lips are pressing down to yours. a soft, sweet, tender gesture that says so much more than you necessarily want from him. he only pulls back to whisper one thing, his eyes holding the same—almost nervous—vulnerability that they had the night before when he had weeped a plea into your frame.

“so..” he chews the inside of his cheek, “can i make you breakfast..?”

…

oh boy.

[satoruxx]

Thinking about wolf!toji smelling stress on you, that or another person, when you come home.

I don’t think he would be the type to try and comfort you at all or ask you to explain what you were feeling but he would definitely be gentler with you, and super observant

YES NONNIE EXACTLYYYYY!!!!! wolf!toji is not big on words at all !!! but whatever he can't speak on he will make up for in actions :33

i think wolf!toji would probably unconciously do that as soon as you walk in the door, nose twitching as he picks up the various scents that have clung to your body over the course of the day. he can smell the fatigue, the faint traces of whoever you sat next to on the bus, the smell of coffee from your evening cup.

but stress on you is different. it's sharp and jarring and it makes his tail flick unknowingly—he does not like this scent on you.

internally, he's in the midst of a rage and a panic. rage because of what, or who, is causing this emotion in you.

(you, who deserves nothing but every single drop of happiness in the world.)

and panic because he does not know what to do. he is not a kind man—he does not know how to offer soft words and free comfort the way you do. the way any good person would do.

so instead, he does what he knows he cannot mess up. he waits until you have gone to shower before quietly picking up the phone. he orders food from a place he knows you like, waits for it to be left on the doorstep, and then plates it himself. then he wordlessly sits in his seat and waits for you.

when you return, you comment on his behavior, and he brushes you off with a scoff. but for the rest of the night he does not tear his eyes away from you, ever attentive to your needs. he sees you shiver while you're watching tv, and he's throwing a blanket over your head. your eyes get heavy, and he silently turns the volume down.

soon enough, you're completely knocked out, and toji shuts the tv off. there is a brief thought that runs through his mind, questioning why on earth he's doing all of this for you.

why he's bending down to pick you up in his arms. why he's making sure your head is comfortable resting against his shoulder before walking you to your room. why he's gently setting you down in your bed and pulling the blankets up to your chin.

but then he remembers the way the expression on your face had brightened up, and suddenly he knows he has his answer.

[grimalkinscribbles]

Mhin with a feather chest (like falin from delicious in dungeon)

Pov: Mhin is very reluctantly showing you the birb floof 🐦‍⬛