#thanks for the ask i loved this 💖

[xariarte]

free nova knicks writing from u?? sign me tf up!!

id like "baking gone wrong" with the nova trio (am i predictable.), if ur interested !!

Thanks for the prompt!! 🥺💖

I actually love writing baking stories, so I hope you enjoy this one! 😭

“Hey, no, Josh, wait!” Jalen said, scanning the recipe as Josh dumped a cup of sugar in the bowl. “It’s one and a half cups of sugar. How many did you put?”

They were making some cookies for Thibs, after finding out that the man had a sweet tooth. Jalen had the idea, Donte co-signed it and Josh…he bragged that he could make cookies, even though Jalen knew better. Josh didn’t know how to cook or bake. He’d once made a cake for his dog, but making a cake for a dog versus a human were two different things, even if Josh claimed otherwise.

“No, what are you talking about? It’s two!” Josh said at once, before leaning over to look at the recipe. “Oh, my bad, it’s one and a half. Whatever, I only put one cup. Relax.”

“It’s not whatever, we’re not trying to kill Thibs,” he huffed, then heard Donte start giggling from behind. “Shut up, ‘Te. Laugh any harder and I’ll ask Thibs to extend your minutes.”

He only laughed harder, while Josh squinted at the recipe in his hands. Jalen sighed, then pointed at the butter in front of him. He’d already carefully sliced it into cubes. Josh scooped up the butter with both hands and then dumped it in the bowl, before turning on the hand beater. 

“Slowly—Josh!” Jalen watched with alarm as Josh stuck the hand beater into the bowl and intensely creamed the butter and sugar. “We need more sugar!”

Josh lifted the beater, letting sugar and butter fly everywhere. He cursed and shut it off, while Jalen used the recipe to shield himself. He sighed horrendously, glaring at him, but Josh ignored him, pouring a messy half a cup of sugar into the measuring cup before dumping it into the bowl. He turned the beater back on and jammed it into the rest of the butter and sugar.

“‘Te, can you grab the eggs?” Jalen asked, then turned around to see Donte crack an egg and get pieces of shell into the egg whites. “Oh…my god. Donte!”

“Now they’ll be extra crunchy for Thibs to enjoy,” Josh told them, laughing loudly.

“What is wrong with you?” Jalen groaned. “We are not putting egg shell in there. Donte, get it out!”

Eventually, Donte cracked all the eggs and Josh dumped it into the bowl, still mixing. Jalen measured the flour, then added the salt. Donte took the recipe from him, and then added vanilla while Josh mixed some more. 

He hoped that Thibs would enjoy the cookies. That was their coach. He believed in Thibs, even if other people complained - including Josh - about the number of minutes he played them for. He was building a different New York Knicks team, one that was gritty and stronger than before. Jalen was carrying the weight of that idea, but Thibs believed in him, and he’d be damned if—

“Hello!” Josh said, poking his ear. “Give me the flour!”

“Bro!” Jalen said, yanking his head out of the way. “Dude, stop it.”

Josh took the bowl of flour from him and dumped half of the flour in. Jalen spluttered, wrenching the bowl away from him before he could dump all of it in. Josh gave him an incredulous look, holding out his hand, as if he expected him to hand him the bowl again. Donte giggled and slapped a high five into Josh’s hand, which in turn made Josh giggle.

Jalen was not amused.

“Relax!” Josh told him again, before sticking the beater back into the bowl.

An aggressive cloud of flour came up as soon as he turned on the beater, and then Jalen was arguing with him to hand him the beater, in which Josh argued back that he had it under control, and—

“Thibs called,” Donte said unhelpfully. “He said he’s coming with your dad.”

“Fuck,” Jalen said, then wrangled the hand beater from Josh and mixed the damn cookies himself.

It was only when the cookies were in the oven that Jalen realized that he’d forgotten the baking soda…or the baking powder, he couldn’t remember which. Josh noticed the change in him at once, then smiled, a grin full of teeth. Jalen twisted his mouth, knowing that Josh knew. He didn’t know exactly, but he knew Jalen had made a mistake. Donte was oblivious, still, but once he found out, he would dunk on him too.

“What is it, Jalen?” Josh asked, his voice normal, soft, even. “What’s up?”

Jalen glared at him, full on, then sighed, looking away. “Nothing, I just…I think…I forgot the damn baking powder. Or soda. I don’t remember which. Donte took away the recipe before I could check.”

“I didn’t do anything,” Donte protested at once.

“So what’s going to happen to the cookies?” Josh asked.

“Uh, I think they’ll be flat. Maybe we should pull it out sooner. Donte, how much time is left on the timer?”

“What timer?” Donte asked, looking at him in confusion. “You didn’t tell me to put a timer on.”

By the time Jalen ran to the oven, half the cookies were burning. Donte tried to apologize, but Jalen wasn’t having it, until Josh offered to scrape off the burned parts…causing his fingers to get burned, because he’d forgotten that the cookies were still hot.

“Ow!” Josh yelped, while Jalen dragged his hands down his face. “Fuck, I forgot they’d been in the oven.”

“Dude, you’re so dumb,” Donte told him. “Everyone knows the cookies need to cool down.”

“I’m dumb? This dumbass forgot the baking powder!”

“It was an accident!” Jalen grumbled. “Thibs is going to kill us for making him this.”

“If Thibs won’t eat it, I will,” Josh said, rolling his eyes. “And Donte and I won’t save any for you.”

“I’m not eating burned cookies!” Donte argued. 

“Even if I scraped all the bad parts off? Come on, ‘Te!”

In the end, they had to throw away the burned cookies. His dad had roasted them for the way they’d made them, as if the cookies weren’t already been roasted enough, and although Thibs tried his best to eat them, he gave up. He did say that the cookies were good, but that they needed to pull it out of the oven sooner next time. Jalen groaned as Josh pointed fingers at him and Donte again, spurring another round of arguments about who was to blame for the cookie disaster.

[eupheme]

Can you imagine sending Logan nudes lmaooo. If you have any time would you make a little drabble about sending Wade and Logan nudes and their reactions (,:

oooh hi anon, this is so 👀 to think about!! I feel like they would both be incredibly appreciative for sure (just like - knowing you were thinking about them would be such an ego boost for both) - I feel like Wade would be over the moon and so complimentary. and Logan might be a little more old-school. admiring, of course - no one’s sent him something quite like this before. He’d keep it safe - pull it out when he’s really missing you.

I have a little drabble for each below! Just a fun pov of them receiving them 💖 thank you so much for sending this!!

SENDING WADE & LOGAN YOUR ✨PHOTOS ✨

wade wilson x gn!reader | logan howlett x gn!reader

WADE

Wade is out - but it doesn’t matter, not when his sweetie pie snookums is messaging him. As soon as the metal gear alert chimes, he’s peeling away from the group to check your text.

Teeth sinking into knuckles when he sees the pretty picture you sent him - hard enough to bruise if he wasn’t already healing.

All that skin, bared for him to see. Red leather spread out beneath - something resting against your parted lips.

With a tap, it’s already the new background of his phone. Your contact photo as well - his thumbs moving a mile a minute as he texts you.

> baby.

> BABY.

> fuck, you look so fucking good.

> I’m SO fucking hard right now

> Is that my suit? IS THAT BABY KNIFE???

Your messages comes back instantly

> why don’t you come over and see? ❤️

“Fuck, I love you.” He groans, palming himself as he texts something back. Emojis, a random press of letters, he has no idea. Doesn’t fucking matter.

Throwing out the quickest goodbye he’s ever managed as he power-walks through the bar - still talking a mile-a-minute as he passes the shared table.

“Gotta go, listen - Avengers-level stuff here. The Marvel Jesus beacon has been lit, I am legally obligated to answer the call-”

Ignoring the chorus of questions that follow -

Because he’s got somewhere really goddamn important to be.

LOGAN

It’s late, when Logan hear the ping of his cell. His head tilting back on the couch, as he swipes through to his messages.

A breath held, when he sees what you sent him.

He lifts up on an elbow - a confirmation that the door is shut behind him. Keen senses catching the slow breathing in the room behind, before he settles back down.

Phone held close, as he looks at your message again.

He’s used to old, grainy polaroids. A hint of intimacy, tucked into a pocket when he enlisted. It’s nothing compared to this.

Bared skin. So much implied in the way your hand curves - hiding what he wants to see. The peek of his flannel at your wrists, before the rest is cropped with the angle.

An aching swell to his cock, as his hand drops to snake beneath the waistband. Squeezing himself, as he bucks into his palm.

A second, before his thumb is tapping on your contact. He can hear the smile in your voice the second you answer his call.

“You liked it, baby?”

His eyes close at the soft coo of your voice.

“Yeah. Fuck yeah,” He rasps, “You just take that?”

You hum your answer, and his fist tightens. A bitten-back groan, as his eyes close. Picturing the photo again. Picturing you.

“Fuck. Keep going, sweetheart.” Logan groans, “‘m right there with you. Wanna hear you when you come.”

thanks again for sending this! 💖

[uhohdad]

Would you ever write anything with a plus size reader? Maybe she’s (or they, can be gn idc!) really insecure but they hide it behind jokes and Konig sees right through it because he does the same

Cut to him always giving them compliments and making sure they stay fed and throwing them over his shoulder like they weigh nothing (usually in front of people cause he likes to embarrass and humiliate reader cause he is still kinda a jerk /affectionate/)

Can be nsfw or whatever you want, I’m not good at plot lol so Idk I just need him to treat me like I’m a teeny lil thing (cause let’s be real he really is a mountain lol)

König x PlusSized!Reader

───♡──────────

He’s getting tired of this nasty habit, liebling.

Everyday before your shower, you’ll stand in the mirror, honing in on that gorgeous, perfect body, digging for any little thing to critique.

“You better be thinking nice thoughts in there, little one.”

You just let out a groan, too far sunk into the spiral of self-hatred to claw yourself back out.

König rises from his spot on the bed a greets you with disapproving, half-lidded eyes in the mirror.

“What is it this time?”

“Tummy. Thighs. Chest.”

“Ach, you mean the best parts?”

You answer with an annoyed hum.

Konig will place his big, sturdy hands on your bare hips from behind, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on your shoulder.

The gentle peck distracts you from the strong arms scooping you up, a squeak leaving you as he sweeps you off your feet in one swift motion, ripping away your view of yourself in the mirror.

“König!”

“What?” He draws, carrying you from the bathroom to the bedroom.

“Put me down!” You say through a giggle, kicking your feet in his restraint.

“Hold on, I just have to get my curls in.”

He holds you horizontally across those strong arms, muscles tensing as he lifts and lowers you while you giggle all the way.

“I’m too heavy for this!”

“Barely a warm-up, liebling.”

He effortlessly tosses you onto the bed with a bounce, crawling over top you before you can even finish your squeal.

He showers kisses all over your bare tummy, his stubble sanding against plush, soft skin. Trailing his slobbering kisses up to your chest, giving your perfect breasts plenty of love. Your thighs would be last, showering you with pecks and even licking slow stripes across the flesh.

“König!”

“What?”

He’ll feign innocence, but that cocky smirk on his face betrays him.

“It’s too bad you can’t see what I see.”

───♡──────────

[to-spend-time]

They look like they were sisters 😭😭💞

I am really bad at writing but I want to make an AU just for them if you like this please tell me maybe I can do smt

[sugarpasteltmnt]

This fic has consumed my entire brain atp 🤭🤭

⚠️Chapter 21 Spoilers!⚠️

AHHHHHHH

ITS AMAZING THANK YOU WAAAAAAAA 😭😭😭🩵💗💖💓💕💞🩵💗💞‼️

[choccy-milky]

Hello! I'm not sure if you remember me but I DM'ed you one time and ask for some advice when it comes to drawing.. XD I just wanted to post this to show you how much I have improved, as well as a gift to say thank you for giving me the inspiration to practice drawing again!! I know I still have a lot to learn, but I will do my best to keep on practicing and maybe someday I can draw my MC along with yours :D

AW THIS IS SO CUTEE THANK YOU!!😭🥹🥹im so happy i could help you even a little bit with any advice, and also that i could inspire you to keep drawing!! your art is already super adorable so ik youll just keep getting better and better, and im hononured to see clora in your style...TYSM AGAIN!!🥹💖💖🙏

[wanderingblindly]

for the ask game — ✄ for the (no homo) girlfriend guide? :)

(ask game) (original fic)

In today’s continued episode of: where are the worst places liquid could write, enjoy this hot off the stairmaster steps lmaooooooo

Lando lets his back rest against the hospitality wall, welcoming the brief moment of reprieve during the media day madness. He nods at some members of the team as they walk by, fishing out his phone on instinct.

He flips open Instagram, closing it immediately and opening his texts out of habit. His fingers linger on the screen for a moment, mind finally catching up to his auto pilot.

His thumb hovers over Oscar’s name.

What the fuck is he doing?

It’s not weird to text his teammate. But at the same time, what’s he even going to text Oscar about? Where are you? He’s not his fucking PR manager, he’s not Kim. Why would he care where Oscar’s off to?

I’m bored? Again, they’re not, well. They’re not really friends like that, are they? Sure, if he clicks on their messages, the last things he’ll see are a good morning text from Oscar and his accidentally-erotic sexts but like. They’re not quite mates, are they?

It’s just the bet, just Lando’s undying urge to shift his nose where it doesn’t belong, that keeps Oscar glued to his hip these days. And sometimes that glue has to snap, sometimes Oscar has to go handle work duties and chat with Logan afterwards.

His chest aches.

It’s because he’s not good at not being the center of attention, probably. Certainly. Obviously.

He shoves his phone back in his pocket with a mental huff, not losing his dignity by actually doing it. The front door opens as he pushes off from the wall, Oscar strolling in alongside his side of the garage — the lot of them giggling, talking about some video they got him to film in the garage.

Lando raises his hand to wave, freezing when Oscar doesn’t look at him.

Oh.

He drops it, pulling his phone back out as some stupid self defense mechanism. Maybe he was just reaching into his pocket the entire time, no one needs to know what he’s up to. With renewed determination, he opens Instagram again, angrily liking a few comments from fans that all look the same and feel the same: like Oscar’s ignoring him.

First of all, he’s the one that should be ignoring Oscar, he’s the one that has his whorish — well, no, that’s just rude. He pulls a face.

God, what the fuck is he doing?

Oscar’s, quite literally, right there. He’s still in the hospitality. From his peripheral, Lando’s fairly positive he’s even in the same room, just on the other side. Getting a coffee, probably. Still half asleep at 3pm, probably. He’d scoff if he wasn’t so agitated.

His free hand wanders, the corner of his thumb finding his teeth with anxious vigor. He tears at the skin, the sting doing little to distract him from… this. Whatever this is.

He could just go talk to him.

But god, wouldn’t that just be clingy? He was here first, it would look like he was waiting for him. Which he was, probably, but that’s not the point. The point is the optics, the fact that it would *seem* like he’s waiting on his teammate, that they’re best mates when clearly Oscar doesn’t care. And that, being the one chasing, that can’t happen.

Fuck, but is it true?

His thumb is bleeding, the sharp zing of iron reaching his tongue.

“Fuck,” He mutters, pulling it away and assessing the damage.

“Interviews that tough?” Oscar’s voice, light with suppressed laughter, snaps him to attention — phone and thumb long forgotten.

“What?”

“You’re nervous?” He nods at Lando’s hand, brows a little furrowed, frown at the corner of his lips. “Jon know you do that?”

“Shove it,” Lando tries to bristle, more embarrassed than mad at Oscar’s prying.

Oscar holds out a paper cup between them, thumb mindfully pressing at the teabag string, keeping it from slipping in. ”Chamomile’s pretty soothing, I think.”

Oh.

Lando’s feels his stomach drop to the floor. Their fingers brush awkwardly when he takes it.

“Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

Oscar steps to the side, leaning against the wall alongside Lando. Neither knows what to say, so they just. Don’t.

But maybe that’s better than nothing.

[dragon-spaghetti]

THIS IS ALSO GENIUS AND I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING OH MY GOD I wanna draw something for it so I'll reply to the ask itself at a later date when I can actually do that!! It is late here so I gotta head to bed lmfao 😭💖

[impish-ivy]

HEY YO the people have to know, what is your favourite thing about solomon

its me im the people

Omg Hiii Starr!! Thank you so much for the ask! I’ll take any and every chance to gush about Solomon. I don’t if you intended to but your ask rhymes and I love that! <3

Onto your answer, Starr

*cracks knuckles*

There’s a lot to love about Solomon. He has tons of good qualities and his place in the overall plot of ObeyMe is solid. He’s well written and he’s the perfect example of how to write a powerful character. Which could be its own post tbh.

But the reason I like Solomon so much?

He’s absolutely devoted to MC.

Ya know those husbands in fiction that love their wives so much it’s cheesy Yeah that’s literally Solomon.

Loyalty is a very attractive trait in general but especially in romantic partners. This man was ok with the 3 realms being completely destroyed because he cares about MC that much.

Severing MC’s pacts by killing Lucifer would upset them and the mere thought of them hating him has stopped him from considering it all together. Killing MC isn’t an option anyone considers including Solomon.

Ya know, Mister “protector of humanity”? Dude was willing to let the human realm be destroyed for his crush.

This is around the time that I fell for this man and I fell hard. The first time I saw his blush sprite it was over for me. Hard to imagine now but I wasn’t always a Solobestie. Another white haired man had my heart, which honestly makes their lil rivalry hilarious.

Obviously the other characters are loyal to MC as well but Solomon’s loyalty feels different.

I love Solomon so much that he’s changed my worldview. I love humans infinitely more than I ever have because of him. He’ll always be important to me.

[parksrway]

can we get a lil cowboy sheik for yeehawgust

is this anything

[ifindus]

I’ve never heard of ScotNor before, is there any historical background for the ship? Just curious, they’re a cute couple!

The historical background is a large part of what makes a ship interesting to me, and ScotNor’s history is definitely of great appeal along with their peoples and culture. I’ve touched upon this topic before, but that was probably years ago now, so we’re due for a bit of a refresher! Thanks for the interest 🙏 I’m sure there’s no history I’ve not included in my time line below, but this a summary of what I’ve gathered so far.

Viking Period (→ 1066).

The earliest contact between the nations Norway and Scotland begins in the Viking Age and it presents itself in different manners. Norway is expanding across the islands in the Norwegian Sea and the North Atlantic and gain sovereignty over Shetland, Orkney, and the Hebrides among others. Note that this is almost exclusively Norwegian people – the Danes usually went to England and the Swedes went East. This increased the contact between the two nations, manifesting in settlement, integrating with the locals, and more trade. There were some disagreements and there is still several theories about how violent and early the colonisation of the Scottish islands were, but we find some evidence that their interactions remained mostly peaceful in the certain areas. Norwegian Vikings definitely fought against both Gaels and Picts before they joined forces.

The celtic name Laithlind/Lochlann, is thought to reference Scandinavia – mainly Norway, but might also be the word for the Norwegian areas of Scotland. The word means “land of bog/lakes” and could be related to the Welsh word for Scandinavia; Llychlyn

Norse Period (1066 – 1468).

The Norse Period is the name of a period in Scotland from the end of the Viking Age in the middle of the 11th century to 1468, when the Danish King gives away the last of Norway’s territories on the British Isles to the Scottish King as a dowry. During this period people in the Norwegian occupied areas identifies as Norse and their language evolve from Norse into Norn, which was in some places spoken until the 1800s.

The Battle of Largs was fought between Norway and Scotland in 1263 A battle at both sea and on land with no winner. They fought over the rights to the Western Isles, which the Scottish King had tried to buy since 1240, but had been rejected. The Norwegian King felt threatened and left Norway with a great fleet to negotiate/fight. After failed negotiations and some Norwegian raids a huge storm surprised the fleet and crashed some of the boats and washing them ashore where the crews were attacked by twice as many Scottish forces. The storm hindered any tactical moves as the waves and wind made it impossible to control the ships, but eventually the Norsemen got back on some of the ships and it became a long distance battle, which both sides pulled back from after a while. The Norwegian King died from illness in Orkney later that year and his son negotiated a treaty with the Scottish King where he gave up the islands for money and trading prospects with Scotland.

Margaret Maid of Norway, was the granddaughter of the Scottish King and the daughter of the Norwegian King. Her mother’s marriage to the King of Norway was diplomatic and a move to strengthen the relations between the countries. Her mother dies in childbirth and Margaret Maid of Norway suddenly become heir to the Scottish throne when her grandfather dies, but unfortunately she dies only 7 years old from illness on her way across the sea to claim her throne in 1290.

Originally, Norway was part of the Auld Alliance. With the negotiating skills of a Norwegian diplomat, Norway became part of the Auld Alliance in 1295, a military alliance that lasted until 1560. Norway was a member until 1326. The alliance marked the end to Norwegian expansion in the British Isles and cemented their collaboration. The Auld Alliance said that if one of the parties was attacked by England, the others should help. Norway were to supply Scotland with warships while England and France were at war, but Scotland never paid and Norway never sent any ships as they were still hesitant to make an enemy out of England. It’s seen as a bit of a scam on Norway’s part as they accepted a pre-payment for their help, but the money “disappeared” and Norway would never have been able to provide the amount of ships and warriors they promised.

Then Norway becomes a part of the Kalmar union as a result of the devastating effect the Black Death in 1348 had on the Norwegian Elite, leaving Norway weak and under Danish rule for about 400 years, where the Danish king in 1468 gives away Orkney and Shetland as a pawn for the dowry of his daughter because he did not have the money to pay (this situation was never actually resolved and the isles still could be considered only a pawn).

Norway under Denmark and Scotland under England (1397 – 1814).

Norway entered a union with Denmark and Sweden in 1397 and proceeded to fall further under Denmark’s rule for about 400 years until 1814, while Scotland entered a union of crowns with England in 1603 and then later a personal union in 1707, which still stands. During these periods it is difficult to talk about the interactions of the nations Norway and Scotland as they both fall in the shadow of the more powerful nation running the union, Norwegians often just considered Danes by people from other countries at this time.

The Battle of Kringen in 1612 was a battle between invading Scottish mercenaries hired by the Swedes, and Norwegian farmers. Denmark-Norway was at war with Sweden again and the Swedes had employed help by foreign forces – very common at this time, and Scottish mercenaries were famous. The Scottish forces were to meet up with Swedish forces, and while they traversed the country they robbed and pillaged Norwegian farms. Norwegian farmers organized and staged an ambush on Scots as they passed through steep terrain, trapping them by cutting trees and disrupting them by rolling rocks down the mountainside. They were only armed with spears, axes and scythes, but managed to absolutely devastate the Scottish army. The Norwegian farmers only suffered 6 deaths while the Scots only had 18 out of 300 make it out alive in the end.

The 1800s.

In the 1800s, Norway was become its own country (still in a union with Sweden) and it’s at this time tourism in the country becomes popular in Great Britain, with both Scottish and English Lords travelling to Norway to fish salmon and hunt and experience the nature. In 1886 a Scottish shipping company began to provide Norwegian cruises to look at the fjords along the coast of Norway, maybe one of the first ever boat cruises, which was so popular that they increased the amount of ships the following year. This continued until World War One began.

In 1806 a Norwegian son of a wealthy merchant travelled with one of their trading ships to the Caribbean, but the ship sank by Jamaica. He drifted on the shipwreck for three days before he was rescued by a British ship. The officer who took care of him was son of a wealthy Scottish landowner, and they became enamoured with each other and never left the other’s side after this. They spent the rest of their lives together, travelling between their estates in Norway, their castle in Scotland, and apartments in London, Paris, Rome, and Naples.

Skotthyll is a game that used to be prevalent in my region, and it’s said to be a game invented by Scottish engineers who came to Norway to work on a railroad in the 1860s.

The 1900s.

When Norway became independent from Sweden in 1905, the new king received a letter from the authorities on Shetland stating that “today no ‘foreign’ flag is more familiar or more welcome in our voes and havens than that of Norway, and Shetlanders continue to look upon Norway as their mother-land, and recall with pride and affection the time when their forefathers were under the rule of the Kings of Norway”.

During the First World War, Norway was neutral, but very much involved with the ongoing politics as they wanted to keep trading with both sides, but eventually settled for Great Britain when they decided to commit to buying all the fish Germany normally would have bought. When the Germans began sinking Norwegian ships, it also drove them further onto the side of Great Britain.

During the Second World War Norway was occupied by Germany, and many of those who fled went to Great Britain (as was the case with most of Europe). On Shetland, there was established a Norwegian base of operations where Norwegian sailors and volunteers would carry out missions across the North Sea to Norway. There they would smuggle in weapons and provisions and information to the resistance, as well as helping refugees to escape the country. This was of immense help to Norway during the war. Additionally, a training camp for Norwegians was established in the Scottish highlands, where Norwegians who wanted to fight for their country was stationed and trained for missions by the Allies.

[shycroissanti]

I know Kishin would never hurt anyone so the scenario of him getting blood ever near his mouth is rare. But what if he went to help someone who got hurt and when he was helping to bandage up their wound, blood spurts onto his face, and some of it got into his mouth? Or he swiped the sweat off his face and got the blood that was on his hands on his face and got some in his mouth. What would happen to Kishin if this happened? And could wisteria flowers help him ward off any demon side effects?

(To answer this ask I decided to do some doodles on my tablet xD)

Well, starting with what happens to Kishin if a little blood gets in his mouth... He faints

Kishin gets so desperate and he has such an aversion to blood that he just faints like that.

One time this happened and Irina was terrified thinking that Kishin had some kind of allergic reaction and died, so she called Dr. Antares and he calmed her down.

And now about the wisteria flowers, they have a totally different effect on Kishin.

They make him drunk.

Kishin forgets that he gets totally drunk when he eats these flowers and so he eats them every now and then xD

Kishin is totally drunk here lol👇🥐

Le tags💖

@c00kietin @larz-barz @knyinfinity @demonslayerdoodles @night-mince10000000000000000001 @scaredyfurry2 @pinkwisteria @giyubabe @pulim-v @nothingtoseehere1-2-3 @tor-the-tortilla @zenitsustherapist @ayunakatsukiwolfhashira @sunbrokenswords

[sugarpasteltmnt]

*twiddles thumbs*

..i made more art because ur fic is real good 👍😊

i can’t stop won’t stop this fic literally possessed me./pos

also WHY DOES TUMBLR DESTROY QUALITY.

AWWW OMG THANK YOU 🩵💞💖💗‼️‼️heheh he's on his way to GET you >:3

[uhohdad]

SO I HAVE THOUGHTS. THE FIRST THOUGHT IS HOW DARE YOU

H O W

DARE

YOU

(affectionate)

SECOND.

:C

THIRDLY.

You wrote so much for us and so well omg I hope you get some rest. Your hands must be sore from all the fire they're producing.

This is my favourite series. I keep coming back to reread the other parts. Part 3 was my favourite of the series. It was so nice and sweet. A fun little breath of air. The waterfall? Perfection. The ending? Had me wanting to throw my phone across the room ┻⁠┻⁠︵⁠ヽ⁠(⁠`⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠︵⁠┻⁠┻

I can't wait to read the last part :') :') :')

Sending you lots of love and encouragement 🫶🏼💕💖✨

i hope you know that it literally means the world to me that my work means this much to you. i’m over the moon that y’all see my works the way i see them fr. it’s actually bonkers <3 🥹🥹🥹💗🩷💞💕

Been working on The Aftermath a lot today!! sorry if i haven’t been posting enough writing lmao just tryna crank this baddie out. so honored y’all are excited for it 😭

⌜ KONIG X READER HUNGER GAMES AU ⌟

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victorian borrowers must have been off the rails. most efficient guys EVER. imagine having constant immediate access to medicinal cocaine while also being two inches tall. dudes would be ZOOMING

[isleofsodora]

What if you fused designs with asktrio516? (Tbh I think that would look fucking awesome)

THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA WHY DIDNT I THINK OF THAT?! 🤩

Wanna do a collab with me @asktrio516 on how Thomas 2.0 came about sometime soon? Honestly I think we can conjure something epic!