#this was basically feather practice lmao

[diadoesart]

Found some older sketches about how Dia's sineater / lightwarden might look like. The corruption would physically start from her left eye because it's very sensitive/injured.

I think it'd be called Forgiven Desolation. Some of the elements of the design relate to her Azem's. The stained glass motif comes from my Azem's cane.

[seawitchkaraoke]

Loving going to the gym, it's a great supplement for the other sport I do, both to further train the muscles I need to yeet ppl higher for cheerleading and to train the muscles that don't get trained enough from the other stuff I do but.

The gym alone could never be enough for me bc I am fundamentally a lazy person. I'm not gonna really ever push myself as far on my own as I will when we're soo close to hitting this stunt, let's do it one more time, come on

Anyway we did double base for almost the full 90 minutes yesterday (one flyer on just two bases), most of the speed upwards has to come from me, I am so sore but yes we did hit it

[puttersmile]

Crittertember Day 9: In Your AU

Excuse me as I shamelessly self indulge. Double induldge because I'm claiming this as a Crittertember Entry lmao. Day 9! "In Your AU"

This is a pretty loose AU. Pretty much everything I draw could be considered AU because what even is canon for the Smiling Critters? But I like to call this my "Critter Island" AU. (Or CritterCrossing) Simply because I headcanon that they live in a place called Critter Cove Isle. I basically treat it like a playground of ideas inspired by MLP, Animal Crossing and other stuff I like.

The OC is originally from This Post.

I wrote a short story about Kickin and my OC meeting for the first time. If you want then read below!

Self indulgent shipping stuff: First Meeting

It was a blistering summer day, and Sandy Paw Beach  was packed with critters enjoying the sun, surf, and sand. Kickin Chicken was in his element, surrounded by his usual entourage of fans. His athletic prowess, smooth confidence, and laid-back attitude had made him a local celebrity. Today, he was out there impressing everyone with his latest trick—a complicated, gravity-defying flip off the side of the pier into the ocean. 

“Yo, Kickin, that was sick!” one of the critters cheered, clapping him on the back as he stepped out of the water, flipping his wet feathers in an effortlessly cool way. 

“Ye-hah, you nailed it, dude!” another chimed in, eyes wide with admiration.

Kickin smirked, shaking off the water and casually throwing on his sunglasses. 

“Eh, no biggie,” he said, trying to downplay it. “When I was born my mom thought I was a penguin, y’know?”

His group of fans chuckled, hanging onto his every word. As they headed back toward the pier to grab some ice cream, one of the critters in the group glanced over at the lifeguard tower and scoffed.

“Ugh, there she is again,” an otter critter named Mia muttered, nudging her friend. “The weird lifeguard.”

Kickin raised an eyebrow, his attention pulled to where Mia was looking. At the lifeguard tower sat Jersey Shoals, a cow critter, her gaze steady as she surveyed the beach. She was calm and quiet, the wind playing with her short, ocean-swept hair as she sat atop the tower, her lifeguard vest loose around her shoulders.

“What’s weird about her?” Kickin asked, though his tone was still casual. He wasn’t the type to get caught up in gossip, but something about the way Mia said it piqued his curiosity.

“She’s, like, always so quiet and stares off into space,” Mia replied. “Barely talks to anyone, and when she does, it’s like... I dunno, she just acts kinda... different. People say she’s, like, in her own world or something.”

“Yeah,” another critter chimed in. “I heard she’s…excuse the language, a bit slow?  Probably not all there, y’know?”

Kickin shrugged, not particularly interested in the details. “Whatever,” he said, brushing it off as he strutted toward the ice cream stand. “She’s just doing her job.”

But as they passed the tower, Kickin couldn’t help but glance up at Jersey again. There was something different about her, but not in the way his beach pals had been suggesting. She seemed...focused. Like she was tuned into something deeper than the noise around her. She wasn’t gawking at the athletes and body builders on the beach, wasn't trying to impress anyone. She just... was.

Suddenly, as if on cue, a loud shriek broke through the chatter of the beachgoers. Kickin turned his head in time to see a kid flailing in the water, caught by a rough current. The lifeguard tower’s alarm sounded, but Jersey was already in motion.

Without a second’s hesitation, she leapt from the tower, her movements swift and precise. She sprinted toward the water, cutting through the crowd with ease, while the beachgoers began to panic. Kickin watched, caught off guard by the sudden change in pace.

Jersey hit the water with purpose, diving beneath the waves in a practiced motion. The kid had gone under for a moment, but she found him quickly, pulling him to the surface with a strength that surprised everyone watching. With measured, powerful strokes, she swam back to shore, cradling the terrified kid in her arms.

By the time she reached the beach, the crowd had gathered, buzzing with concern and admiration. Jersey laid the kid gently on the sand, checking him over as he coughed up water. 

“You’re okay, kiddo. Just breathe,” she said softly, her voice calm and steady.

The kid’s parents rushed over, thanking Jersey profusely, but she barely acknowledged the attention. Once the child was safe, she simply nodded and made her way back toward the tower, shaking off the water without a word, completely focused on her duties.

Kickin’s groupies watched the whole thing in stunned silence. Mia shifted uncomfortably, glancing at the ground as one of the others nudged her in the side. As if to say “Ahem. You were saying?”

“Well... okay, that was pretty cool, I guess,” she muttered, clearly embarrassed by her earlier comment.

Kickin, however, was still staring at Jersey as she walked back to her post. His sunglasses were pushed up, and for the first time that day, he was speechless. That girl who they had called “weird” had just saved a life without a second thought. No showing off, no need for applause. Just action.

Something stirred in him. She was different, all right—but in a way that made him curious. She wasn’t like the others around him, constantly seeking attention or validation. Jersey Shoals had her own rhythm, and that was something Kickin couldn’t help but admire, even if he didn’t understand it yet.

As Jersey reached the base of the tower, she glanced back, her gaze meeting Kickin’s for just a brief second. She didn’t smile, didn’t wave—just a quiet, steady look that lingered for a moment before she turned away and climbed back up to her station.

Kickin blinked, realizing he had been staring. He quickly composed himself, his usual cocky grin returning. “Alright, y’all go ahead,” he said, waving off his friends. “I’ll catch up in a minute.”

As they headed off toward the ice cream stand, Kickin lingered by the edge of the beach, his eyes drifting back toward the lifeguard tower. Maybe she wasn’t weird. Maybe she was just different. And honestly that was something he found intriguing. 

With one last glance at Jersey, he turned and jogged to catch up with his pals, but his mind kept wandering back to the girl on the tower, wondering about what made her tick.

[lara-cairncross]

Hi I did not expect to be hit with this much nostalgia for pixie hollow fairies lol

The way you draw them is so pretty!?!?!?!?! I love their designs so much

I'm considering drawing fanart now, especially since I saw the suggestion of drawing my personal OCs in your fairy au, and I realized.... I have an oc. That I created recently. Like so recently that I haven't even named her yet. And she's already kinda fairy-like??? She's the result of a one-night stand between Leo and a random bird yokai who decided to dump the egg on Leo (it's the accidental baby acquisition trope except its more like you-really-should-have-expected-this-leo baby acquisition XD)

Don't worry though, she's not bird-like enough to want to eat your fairy boys if she met them. She's basically just a feathered turtle who loves shiny things, and I haven't even finalized her design but now I wanna draw her as a fairy haha. I do know her feathers are blue-purple-pink-ish with red streaks, so her colour scheme matches Fairy Leo haha

Hmmmm maybe I should actually put a question here uhh....

You keep hinting at plot points but you've also said you don't plan on making this a comic, so are we ever going to find out what the heck is going on???

And I know the idea of making a whole entire comic can seem overwhelming, but have you considered viewing it as just doodling and practicing? For my own au comic I only have one part drawn so far and it is the first part, but I'm planning to just draw any part of the story at any point in time, just depending on what I feel like. Cuz no one says you have to do it the "normal" way, right? And I like to think of drawing the comic pages as practicing new skills, like learning how to do page layouts and composition better. Aka focus on the journey and not the end goal.

Whoo, that got kinda long and I only really asked one question, but based on previous asks you've answered I have a feeling you don't mind ;)

OK that was entirely just stream of thought after going through the whole au tag (there are more thoughts but most are incoherent and overlapping so this is what i managed to pick out of my brain), but to summarize: I love your fairy au and the boys are gonna be living in my head now, along with every other version of the turtles that I love <3 <3 <3

I'm glad to hear you're liking the fairy au!! I had a ton of fun coming up with their designs :D

I do actually plan on making this into a comic of sorts! I dunno if I could ever make, like, a long-form webcomic or anything like that-- but I'm definitely planning on doing at *least* a few mini-comics to elaborate on the story! And maybe build my way up to something longer and more fulfilled :D As of now, I'm trying to experiment with different comic styles on my own time so I can try and find something that's quick and easy, but still looks decent. I like the idea of treating it as essentially a glorified doodle page. Honestly, as soon as I try to take any of my stories too seriously, I burn out fast-- so I'm trying to stay pretty chill about this one and just making content whenever I feel like it lol

Yup, I'm totally cool with everyone drawing their OCs as fairies if they want to! It's not like I own the idea or anything lmao. The only caveat is that I have jurisdiction over whether or not something is canon to my particular au. Leo and the rest of the boys are still canonically kids/teenagers to me, and I've been writing/drawing them as kids this entire time, so I won't be including anything/anyone related to one of them having a "one night stand" with somebody. I can't really police what anyone else draws though, so have fun :D

Sorry about these little guys buzzing around in your brain ❤️💜🧡🩵

[pretttydemonboy]

EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. FOR. CHARLIE.

🔫🔫🔫

god this took me too long lmao but I DID IT

are they associated with a certain color? what color do they wear the most?

Yellow! Warm yellow like sunshine is the color I associate with Charlie. He sticks with wearing a cooler palette when it comes to clothes though, definitely a lot of green, some blues, but a lot of brown and black.

what sort of music would they like? have you thought about what genres or bands do they lean towards? do they have a favorite song?

Charlie is a sucker for anything that's like, soft and orchestral, some folksy type stuff too. Think Hozier, The Civil Wars, The Amazing Devil, stuff like that.

weapon of choice? any particular reason they chose their weapon?

Well, Charlie's our resident magic boy, but he uses it less as an outright weapon and more of a protection/redirection type deal. His character sheet says he has a ritual knife but the idea of Charlie stabbing anything sounds so impossible.

Rest below the cut!

how crafty/resourceful are they?

I think I can say with confidence that Charlie is able to come up with unconventional solutions for problems, more often than not using magic, but he's not above using more mundane tools as well!

how do they typically dress? does their wardrobe lean more towards practicality or aesthetics?

Think about a history grad assistance in the 90s. Turtlenecks, jackets, cardigans, nice slacks, and he wears round wire framed glasses. He definitely leans towards practicality, but he knows the basics of how to throw an outfit together so that he doesn't look totally goofy.

how do they wear their hair? do they care a lot how their hair looks?

short on the sides and in the back, but he's got a fluff of ginger curls on top. he mostly just makes sure it's not overly tangled, not laying weird.

favorite animal? why?

Owls, he loves owls so much, he finds them fascinating and he loves how soft their feathers are.

do they have a nickname? who gave it to them? if it's not derived from their real name, what's the story behind it?

>:) our boy has so many nicknames. the big ones are related to each other a bit, because when he was little, his Uncle Kenny called him Peanuts (like Charlie Brown) and then Tuck, upon hearing this story, decided on Woodstock, but Tuck will also call him any number of sweet adorable pet names and they always make Charlie just...melt

favorite food? least favorite? are they a picky eater? do they have any dietary restrictions?

Charlie loves fruit and game meat, often together! and Charlie is a halfway decent cook and baker so he'll make a mean blueberry pie and he can do some magical (heheh) things with venison.

if they wear jewelry, what kind? do they prefer silver or gold? do they have a favorite gem?

Charlie always has a kind of unreal number of rings on his fingers, multiple on each finger, but most of them are fairly slender so they don't end up looking that bulky. Silver and iron for protection against various supernatural/fae beings and such.

what do they have in common with you? how are they different? would you get along with them?

uh we're both touch starved gingers with mommy issues? I think we would get along for the most part, but in small doses. I'm too abrasive for Charlie and Charlie's too soft for me.

how long have they been around? do you know their birthday? is their birthday the day you made them or another day? what do they think of celebrating birthdays?

I decided at least that Charlie is a Pisces, I suppose now I'll hammer down a specific date. March 15th! It's not the day I made him, I officially made him uhhhh back in 2021? he was extremely different in his first iteration though, I made him for a play by post motw campaign that fizzled out very quickly, and now he's in another one! as far as celebrating birthdays, they've always been a rather large affair for his family but he personally prefers a quieter celebration, dinner and a movie type stuff

what languages do they speak? how fluently?

English and Gaelic fluently, small amount of Latin for magic reasons

are they any good with numbers?

He's....adequate? He can do basic math but it was never his absolute favorite subject in school. He can calculate tips at restaurants in his head though!

how big or small is their family? who did they live with growing up? do they live with anyone now?

Charlie has a very large family. he's only got three siblings, but he's got a bunch of cousins and aunts and uncles and grandparents and second cousins and in laws and the list just goes on, he doesn't even know how far his family reaches.

do they have any pets? what do they call their pets?

Charlie does not have any pets, he worries that he's too busy to properly care for them, but he does have a habit of trying to befriend birds, especially crows and owls

how did they spend their summers/free time as a child?

before his magic really began to manifest, he would spend a lot of time helping his mother bake in the kitchen and help take care of the couple goats and sheep that they had. and of course he'd play with his siblings, usually out in the fields, rolling down hills and playing in the creeks and whatnot. but as he got older he spent a lot more time alone :)

their opinion on lying, stealing, and killing?

Charlie doesn't personally enjoy any of these, but as much as he tries to avoid them, he does understand that there's a time and place for everything. killing less so than the other two, because he really thinks there's always another solution before that.

are they quick to anger? what sets them off?

Charlie doesn't get necessarily angry, but when he gets overstimulated then he can get very frustrated and irritable and snippy.

if applicable, can they drive? if they have their own, what color is their vehicle? is the inside neat and tidy, or a mess?

Charlie can drive, and he does have his own car, a simple dark blue sedan. it is clean, but he often has books scattered across the backseat

their favorite place to be?

Alice's house with everyone there, or Tuck's place, or anywhere with a lot of books

do they sleep well at night?

depends on the day really, but he gets cold so easily so it definitely helps if he either has someone next to him or if he has enough blankets

how would you describe their voice? can they sing?

Charlie has a somewhat higher pitched voice, but it's very melodic in nature, and he can halfway carry a tune, but he tends to hum rather than sing.

do they have any creative hobbies? (art, writing, music, etc)

I'm counting baking in this, otherwise all that boy does is read lol

how good/bad is their hearing? what about their eyesight?

Charlie wears glasses and is pretty farsighted, but his hearing is average for someone of his age

how do they move? are they clumsy? light on their feet? do they use mobility aids?

Despite his excessively long limbs, he's actually somewhat graceful, but it's only because he is hyper aware of his movements to avoid accidental magicks

if applicable, do they have a favorite sport? do they play any sports or prefer to watch?

a stiff breeze would bowl that boy over, he doesn't not play sports and he finds no appeal to them, but he would absolutely go to a friend's game if they asked.

how do they show that they care about someone? how do they express that they don't like someone?

Charlie is a giver, he loves giving gifts. Whether it's a healing balm, a trinket, or baked goods, he puts incredible thought into the things he gives others. If Charlie doesn't like someone...to be honest I think he would just say it in the least confrontational way possible. Like, "I don't think we would be good as friends, or acquaintances, so we should part ways now"

are they associated with any particular element (air, earth, fire, water)?

Hmmm. Gotta be water/air for Charlie. He is the frighteningly still air just before a tornado, the cool breeze of spring, the gentle splashing creek, and the sudden riptide.

do they smell like anything notable?

I think Charlie always has a freshly baked smell about him on account of all the baking. Beneath that, something distinctly other. The current of magic that flows through him, like the smell of fireworks.

do they like receiving gifts? giving gifts? what is their ideal gift?

Despite his love of giving gifts, he always gets so shy when someone tries to give him something. It's easier when it's something that's more sentimental rather than like, material value. Every time Tuck brings him a cool rock or something like that genuinely just makes Charlie's heart sing.

do they have any habits that aren't particularly self-destructive, just maybe odd?

The stimming he does with his rings has the potential to be destructive, both to the self and to others, but it's not inherently dangerous

if applicable, how would your other characters describe them? i mean specifically the people around them.

none of my other characters have met the noodle boy yet!

how would your character describe themselves? it doesn't have to line up with how they really are.

"I, well, I'm a boy? I guess? A man, rather, I am an adult. And I um, I'm a redhead? I'm sorry I'm really not sure what kind of answer you're looking for here, I'm just uh...I'm Charlie?"

do they ever return home?

Charlie goes to visit his blood relatives every few years, but that hasn't been home for a long, long time. Home is weekly dinners at Alice's. Home is in Tuck's arms, Alice's gruff silence, Kenny's terrible jokes, Nessie's singing.

[brb-on-a-quest]

For the writer asks: 4, 15, 27, and 30 <3

HI IGGY!! :) :) :) tysm; i haven't actually looked through most of these yet so I should do that first XD. Numbers are from here

4- (story idea I haven't written yet)

Ok so I have started this one but then decided I hated it so it's mulling on the back burner until I have more energy to rehash it out for better stuff is part of The Doctor and The Butler storyarc(?world?) at this point, but basically the robins all take the Doc on a Proper Road Trip and it All Goes To Chaos(tm) because the Doctor Does Not Do RoadTrips in the slightest because he just pops in and out of time on a whim and doesn't seem to do great in small spaces for more than 15 minutes (basing this on the cube episode in the Matt Smith Era). It'd be good but it needs a certain... vibe yk? haven't gotten there.

15- (favorite weather for writing). Not a weather, but I can only write when it's dark outside bc then I don't feel about about not doing homework/other things. Rain is also good tho.

27- (Favorite part of writing process). The part in Brainstorming where it all starts coming together and you're just squealing like your twelve and some cool people just invited you to hangout with them, and then you start writing and everything goes smoothly.

30- (Share a fic you're proud of)

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm I don't have any full-length WIP done for you to look at but I think I have some assignments (checks through old google documents) lmao no what assignments (shoves them all into the fireplace). Let me give you the beginning of one of my current WIPS that im really proud of currently even if I've been writing and rewriting it so many times.

It wasn’t even close to the moonset when hands and voices raised them from sleep. “Misha, Rose. On your feet. It’s your turn now.”  “Ugh, just kill me now,” Rose muttered as she and Misha both sat up blearily. “Be quicker and easier.” “That’s the coward’s way out. Also, way too expensive.” Misha stood up and rubbed her eyes. “How much fest prep do we gotta do still, Dani?” She watched as the freckled elf started climbing to the top bunk.  Daeneryl flopped down on her mattress, clutching a fat feather pillow, with a yawn. “Just drinks, but those are last minute.”  “Oh, and be careful how you tread around the old man today.” Fayley peeled off her slippers from her feet as Misha and Rose got dressed into their outfits for the day. “Got a new run of trash gryphons. Damn pests.” “Thought Sammy took care of all that?” Rose sighed as she pulled a brush from the vanity table to untangle a sea of unruly curly hair. Starting from the bottom, she winced every time she had to pull it through to the end.  “He was supposed to. Says he did his whole ‘pied piper act’ which he did, but apparently these are a different breed.” Dani sighed. “Nick’s looking into wizard enchantments.”  Eventually, Rose gave it up and threw it all up in a slicked-back ponytail, held in place with an assortment of ribbons and pins. “One day, I swear, I’m just going to take a knife to this and hack it off.” “You’ve been saying that for five years,” Dani laughed. “I’ll believe it when I see it.” “Watch me.” Rose grimaced. Misha shook her head silently as she braided the front sections of her hair and tied it back with a bright orange ribbon that matched her flowing skirt. It was one of her favorites because it made her stand out in a crowd that mostly wore shades of brown and black for practicality. She slipped into her boots and crouched down, waiting for Rose.

Rose caught sight of her and rolled her eyes. “You’re asking for it. Fayley, your count.”  There was a muffled “Go” and fingers interweaved the laces with their corresponding hooks. They looked up when they were finished, approximately the exact same time. “Call that one a draw, I suppose.” Rose shrugged. “Come on, let’s get some food before we have to deal with life.”

[cakeboxie]

Hiii, raspberry wine, bubblegum, crêpe, lipstick stain ,rose petal and cosmic for Sunday? :3

Waves!!! Sorry this took so long lmao I forgor <3

raspberry ౨ৎ how did the two of you meet?

I met Sunday through Robin! Originally I was hired as a last minute tailor to fix one of her costumes while she was on tour, but we got along rlly well so she asked I be made a part of her usual team! I met Sunday eventually because everyone who works with her eventually meets him.

bubblegum ౨ৎ any hobbies the two of you share?

Music! Though we play very different instruments (he plays violin, and I play bass guitar.)

crêpe ౨ৎ what are your breakfast orders?

Me: egg and cheese wrap, usually spicy.

Sunday: he likes to order very plain, basic things when we’re out and about bc it’s easier to keep up his appearance. But he absolutely loves those crepes with fruit and custard and whipped cream.

Often if we plan to eat at home we actually switch who orders what, I’m not entirely sure why it matters that he likes sweets. But it soothes his anxiety so I’m happy to pretend I like custard sometimes.

lipstick stain ౨ৎ where do you love to kiss them? where do they love to kiss you?

I really like kissing the base of his wings, the feathers are so fine they almost feel like fur, and it always makes him fluttery.

He likes to kiss the backs of my hands and my forehead, I think it’s cute.

rose petal ౨ৎ what does your home look like?

In general it’s just… another part of dewlight pavilion. Sunday’s room is plain, he’s got a handful of knickknacks from when he was a kid and little things I’ve given him. It definitely looks like he doesn’t spend much time there.

Mine has a lot more character to it, pretty much every inch of wall has a poster or print or something tacked on. My nest bed is a mess of mismatched blankets and pillows. I have lots of books and just as many knickknacks and collections of things.

cosmic ౨ৎ who said i love you first? and how did that go?

Sunday did with actual words, but in practice I unintentionally did bc i did nooooooot pick up on bird flirting nor did i realize I was doing it back. (He taught me how to preen his wings, and after we were done I played him a song a wrote for him and showed him how cozy my room is.)

I was practically begging him to ask me out, it’s comical in hindsight. Like- did I love him? Yeah absolutely but I’d planned on keeping it lowk for a while longer.

[complete-idiot-in-love]

Once Upon a Witchlight: Episode 46 (SPOILERS AHEAD)

This episode was SO DAMN ROUGH, BE WARNED GUYS!! LITERALLY ALMOST CRIED FROM IT FR FR

I'M NEVER GOING TO EMOTIONALLY RECOVER

OH NO, TECHNICAL ISSUES WITH THE BEAN FOOTAGE

Haha Andy and Gary Goodberry! Yes!!

ANDY GOT ROASTED BY GARY

Gary has had four wives confirmed /j

Andy is so gender, like bro give me some fr fr

Hootsie plush is so cute

Andy get off ya phone, Nikkie is DMing /j

Blue roses? Like the ones in Twig’s eyes?

OH FUCK, THERES A JABBERWOCK STATUE

Blue and red roses mixing together? I wonder what that's for

Jabberwocky vs Jabberwock debate, personally I don't care which they say cause it's literally a one letter difference.

These dudes can do either so much in one in-game day or absolutely nothing in one in-game day, no in-between lmao.

“Torbek feels bad about eating all those cookies now” Bro don’t feel bad, she practically force-fed ya like five of ‘em

I love Nikkie’s cool ass leather jacket this episode, girlboss fr fr

Torbek has IBS, that's totally something he'd have with how much of a garbage disposal he is, bro eats rubber hoses, feathers, dirt, literal trash water, basically anything he can get ahold of and expects nothing bad to happen

GRICKO STOP, IF TORBEK PUKES I'M GONNA PUKE FR FR (I HATE PUKING SOUNDS)

Frosty totally is a weird trick or treater, bro gets excited over black licorice and math

Old man frosty needs his glasses to read, such an old man

“This must be what Gricko feels like all the time” BUUUUURRRRRRNNNNN!!!!

Torbek can't read (T-T) I would definitely read to him :(

I bet money that the Vorpal sword is the one Skabatha wrote about in the wanted poster for that “Billy of the feywild” guy

WE NEED A HERSHEY PARK ONESHOT FR FR

Gideon being coaxed to try and rip the sword from the stone is so funny, i'm surprised they didn't call him a bitch lmao

Vandalizing private property is more important to Kremy then the multiple times they've ALL done indecent exposure

Father divorce arc 2: electric boogaloo /j

Torbek drinks water like a dog, bro just sticks his whole face in it

YOOOOOOOO NAT 20 FOR PULLING THE SWORD OUT OF THE FOUNTAIN YEEEEEES

My fire dad is so cool!!

“Im not afraid of this” Famous last words from Gricko considering what i’ve heard happens at the end of the episode

Torbek back at it again with the “alleged” public masturbation charges

Polycule watches Gideon masturbate and have done it before /j these dudes are so dumb, but I love em

My S/I would be grossed out at the idea though

Take “getting head” to a whole new level /j

Andy’s hair is so gender, I wish I had hair half as good as his fr fr

When they all started singing kiss from a rose I legitimately choked on my pomegranate seeds because it caught me so off guard

Gideon ranting about final fantasy is so funny because i can see my S/I being like “What the fuck are you talking about, Gid?”

ANOTHER NAT 20, GIDEON IS REALLY PUTTING THE FIRE IN FIRE GENASI THESE PAST FEW EPISODES

OH GOD, THE FOUNTAIN IS CUMMING ITSELF AFTER LOSING ITS HEAD

PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON GIDEON

“Help me guhlump” Suggestive Kremy + Gideon moment

ANOTHER NAT 20??????? OMFG

Richie doing the “Okay, Okay” to Nikkie is SO DAMN FUNNY, TWINS FR FR

Gricko chasing Torbek around with the Jabberwock head is so family coded

TRY PAINTING THE ROSE ON THE SWORD PURPLE FOR GODS SAKE

I love it when Torbek gets all smart and talks with big words

B&E is a family activity, They all take my S/I for their first crime and end up at an ice cream parlor

Gricko is a good dad, so supportive of Hootsie and all her stuff

Kingdom hearts reference yessss

Torbek once again references Agdon Longscarf again with the whole “Take it from Torbek, you can't get red out of blue” thing

Ooooo, who's the little girl???

SHE'S PLAYING WITH KNIGHTS MADE OF METAL, GLASS, WOOD, CLAY AND BONE!!! THAT'S THEIR THINGS FROM THE BEAN FOOTAGE!!!! ALSO SHE'S HAVING THEM FIGHT A STUFFED JABBERWOCK?? FORESHADOWING???

Ah yes Kremy, insult the mysterious child to her face

SHE'S SO CUTE, I LOVE MORGANA (Persona 5 reference???)

She’s sus tho, why is she in the desert??

Gricko… Hootsie would absolutely destroy the toys, don't let her play w them

Gideon being very brutal to the poor girl >:(

Her grandmother doesn't want her to see the prince anymore??? VERY SUS

Torbek making friends is nice :)

OH MY GOD SHE KILLED GIDEON, HE'S A MARIONETTE TOO

SHE TURNED TORBEK INTO WOODY, WE GOT TWO SOUTHERN MEN NOW

Keep the snake in your pants Torbek, please

OH GOD SHE’S TURNING EVERYONE INTO DIFFERENT THINGS

CHUCKLES IS BACK, YAAAAAAAAA YYY!!!!

Torbek stepped on his “snake” lmao

FROSTY’S A MIME YESS, TWO CLOWNS!! NOW ALL WE NEED IS KREMY TO BE SOMETHING AND THE WHOLE FAM WILL BE TRANSFORMED

Also my S/I would be freaking TF out about everyone being turned into weird things, like three seconds away from a mental breakdown freaked out

Derek is too good at being a mime, bro really has 100+ different skills

KREMY AND GRICKO, STOP BEING MEAN TO THE BABY GIRL

MACHO MAN GIDEON SAVAGE!!

TRANSFORM MY ALLIGATOR DAD MORGANA, MAKE HIM SUFFER

MR. POTATO HEAD KREMY WITH A BROOKLYN ACCENT LMAO

OH FUCK, SHE KILLED CHUCKLES

Kremy shitting out a new mustache and new top hat made me literally choke

PRINCESS GOBLINETTE!!!!

She's changing mime frost, i really liked that one 

Torbek lost his damn snake omfg

If I was also changed, I’d want to be a squishmallow fr fr. I love those fuckin things

FROST IS A KEN DOLL, OMFG SHE'S HAD KENOUGH

YAY BRET’S BACK!!!!

“Let's find out, can you open your ass?” HHSHSHSHSAHAHAHAA YESSS

Bret’s house and Torbek’s “snake” is in Kremy’s house lmao

“It's hiiiiiiiiiiigh time we come up with a plan” OVERWATCH REFERENCE FROM TORBEK??

I love goblinette so much, mikey does such a funny girl voice

Twig has her eyes back!

“Whattya think fellas, we whack grandma?” MOBSTER POTATO KREMY LMAOOOOO

Has Twig always been a puppet??? Or is Morgana just being a lil silly and thinking OUR Twig is HER Twig cause she’s a BROWNIE!!

Gideon and Torbek immediately trying to summon Bullyjugs is so damn funny, fuckin pervs! /j

Torbek being shoulder deep in Kremy’s ass lmao “There ain't no eyeballs in this ass!”

Chaotic polycule fr fr, I love these goofy bitches

IS MORGANA TASHA? NIKKIE SAID “You cannot see that boy anymore Ta- I mean Morgana, you cannot see him!” AND SHE HAS SISTERS LIKE THE FOUR HAGS AND IS THE BABY!!

I really like cowboy Torbek, He is very funny and the accent is really nice

TWIG IS A PERSON, NOBODY OWNS HER >:(

YAY, TWIG IS COMING WITH DA PARTY!

“Make like a tree and get da fuck out of here” HA

OH FUCK, WE’RE IN AN HOURGLASS AND NIKKIE IS USING HER BAVLORNA VOICE (I don’t think its Bavlorna though) WE’RE GONNA GET CRUSHED BY SAND

OH FUCK, THE JABBERWOCK

The Jabberwock figure looks so cool!!!! Whoever painted it did a really good job

NATURAL 20 FOR INITIATIVE FROM GIDEON!! SOMEBODY CHECK HIS DICE FR FR /J

“I'm last with a 13” Nah Andy, I rolled a damn 12 with a +0 so I’M last (I like to roll for shits n giggles uwu)

NAT 20 FOR KREMY ON A DEX SAVE AGAINST THE JABBERWOCK (I rolled a 16)

HOOTSIE GOT A NAT 20 TOO!!!!

38 POINTS OF DAMAGE TO ANYONE WHO GOT A 17 OR LESS??? BRO I’D ALREADY BE DEAD (My constitution is 17 with a modifier of +3, idk if I’d actually be dead but it would be hella funny to imagine I take one attack and boom I’m dead)

I think at max, I’d have 43 health so while alive I’d be VERY HURT (5 health remaining)

FROST AND I ARE ALREADY DEAD AND GRICKO IS CLOSE BEHIND, BRO WE’RE FUCKED

Why the hell does it want the chess pieces????

Good idea using cure wounds on Frost, he’s waaay too OP to let die.

Frost using magic circle on Fey creatures just gives me a funny/sad idea of since satyrs are technically fey creatures, my S/I being left for dead outside the circle with the Jabberwock by accident.

DAD N0000000, GIDEON DIED!!!

TWO AUTO DEATH FAILS FOR GID NOOOOOOO

*Ominous jazz starts playing* I love my alligator dad

“Come get me ya big bitch” Kremy protecting his family!!!

JDDJSJJSDDJ (T-T) TORBEK TRYING TO REASON WITH IT MAKES ME SO SAAAAAD, PROTECT THAT MAN AT ALL COST FR FR

GIDEON FUCKIN DIED

KREMY NOOOOOO, BOTH MY DADS AND I ARE DEAD

GRICKO IS TRYING TO SAVE HIS DAUGHTER AND TELLING HER TO RUN AHAHAAAAAAAA (T-T)

FROST TRYING TO STOP IT AND HE'S CRYING, THE MAN WHO NEVER SHOWS EMOTION IS CRYING

BEATING TORBEK WITH KREMY’S DEAD BODY, WHY NIKKIE WHY???

KREMY FUCKIN DIED, IM SO SAD

TORBEK IS TRYING TO GET GOREBEK OUT TO PROTECT HIS FAMILY, HAHASASHFKSHFN (T-T)

WE’RE ALL SO FUCKED MAN, SO DAMN FUCKED

TORBEK IS DEAD, NOOOOOOO MY GIRLFAILURE BESTIE!!!!

“Torbek burbled in his pants” “I heard they do that” ANDY, GIDEON STOP TALKIN BOUT DEAD PEOPLE SHITTING THEMSELVES

DON’T YOU DARE KILL HOOTSIE NIKKIE, I SWEAR TO THE GODS

GRICKO GOT A NAT 20 BUT NIKKIE DREADED IT

HOOTSIE GOT A NAT 1 AND GOT FUCKIN KILLED, MY HEART NOOOOOO

WE’RE ALL SO DEAD

THE JABBERWOCK KILLED ALL OF US AND TOOK OUR COMMUNICATORS, WHAT A DICK

Nikkie is gonna rip Mace’s iPad in half haha /j

[greentea-and-honey]

congrats to "it's not six, goddammit", pulling through just barely. here's a description below:

midnight burger and gravity falls crossover where the Stan twins stumble upon the diner’s stop in Gravity Falls when they come back for the summer to see the kids, and chaos ensues. (yall probably expected sm with fords six fingers. gotcha! six is just the time the diner opens) you really don’t need to listen to midnight burger to get it, but you should!! suggested listening is just the first episode and maybe the second to get the group dynamic

also uhhhhh "ten-i-see" had an early lead so i kind of. ended up writing it anyway. so that'll be out later tonight!!! "it's not six, goddammit" should be out in the next few weeks. if you're curious, below the cut are the other stories, and if you really want them written, feel free to let me know and they might just appear 😉😘

coffin-locked: Stan and ford, on their sea grunkles world tour, pull into port and meet a weird lady named Carmilla. (Yes, that carmilla) through some shenanigans, Carmilla mistakes ford for another vampire, and she and her wife Laura invite the Stan twins to a vampire party that’s happening in town that very night. The ladies promise that it’ll be fine and vampires are actually pretty chill and def won’t attack Stan if they’re asked not to, and they’re right. Mostly. There’s a bad vampire there, and you can guess what happens next. features working through past abuse from bill and someone from stan’s criminal past popping in and wreaking havoc!!! also, nasty fucking vampires. they get gross…..any of yall seen the strain on FX?

amaretto sour: owl house and gravity falls crossover. Stan’s short lived marriage to a weird lady with feathers in her hair. It gets weirdly emotional because they both have major family issues that they’re trying to hide, and Eda is on a rebound from Raine so they both kinda know this aint gonna last. RATED M FOR SEX!!!!!!!!

make a statement; face your fear: Magnus protocol (YES, PROTOCOL) and gravity falls crossover. Anomaly hunting in London goes great until the hunters become the hunted. Lots of delicious fear for ERROR to eat……also needles is there because I love him. Kinda glad this one didn’t get picked because I have no plan for it just vibes. 

and all that this entails: Stan, going by a fake name to outrun some bad men, meets an eerily accurate roadside psychic who insists that he shouldn’t go northwest, or else someone named Stanley pines will die. Does he know anyone by this name? Probably the shortest story on this list, just basically me showing off that yes, I do practice some witchcraft but im not very good at it 

taphophobia: Good Shapeshifter au, the one thats been floating around with a few artists on Tumblr that I’ve been reblogging. Takes place right after Ford disappears into the portal, and Stan meets Shifty for the first time. Shifty is deeply maladjusted. He eats a live mouse in front of Stan and watches Scooby Doo. Fun times. rip this one getting zero fucking votes lmao 

because you’re the only ten-i-see: it's a surprise 💚 but it IS a relativity falls oneshot

shake, rattle, and roll!: inspired by H.P. Lovecraft’s “Dreams in the Witch House”, the sea grunkles happen upon Arkham, Massachusetts to find a house that everyone claims is cursed. The librarian at the local Miskatonic University is loathed to help them, so it seems they’re on their own for this one. The house isn’t cursed, though. It’s something much worse, and much hungrier…

the abyss and the boat: inspired by H.P. Lovecraft’s “Shadow Over Innsmouth”, which is one of his only good stories even though yeah it’s hella racist. Um I’m not gonna be racist in my story tho. Duh. Anyway. The Sea grunkles stumble upon a tiny town called Innsmouth, and are put off by marina owner Zadok Allen’s icy attitude towards them, and his granddaughter Farah isn’t much better. Mayor Barnabas Marsh is overjoyed that tourist season is starting early, and offers Stan and Ford a far warmer welcome. maybe even suspiciously warm. but there are beings beneath the docks that are already stirring up trouble….and why in the world are these otherworldly monsters named “Robert and Laurence Olmstead”?!

based on title alone, which fic should i publish next?

[salamispots]

Hello, I've seen some of your merfolk stuff, and tbh it, along with other similar artwork has inspired me to make better art of merfolk by incorporating more of the original fish aspect of the tail to look like it fits with the human half (rather than making it look like you just stuck a fish and human together lmao) and while I'm trying my best with it, (mainly practicing with sketches till I make a design I like enough to fully draw and color) I can't quite seem to get it right? Any tips or examples you can give? Or maybe some art tutorials you can link? I'm pretty much a beginner artist but would love to learn how to be better!

Even if not I appreciate just the inspiration you've been to me!

hello! :0 and oohh merm tips? usually for me kinda don't think about the tail and 'human' half as separate things but as one whole? some things I like to keep in mind when I'm researching or sketching things out:

-scales/patterns/fins are a nice way to make the merm feel more cohesive! :0 (like the koi and leopard seal merm below for patterns) or to blend the human/fish part together more if you're doing a more standard merm. I also like using the fins for 'hair' sometimes.

-silhouette of the fish/sea critter (like do you want your merm to be on the classic side or absolutely funky or somewhere in the middle haha) for the most part sharks/a lot of fish/mammal merms fall under the classic merm category for me and when I get to non-fish/fish that aren't the standard shape I tend to have the most fun with those.

top row is pretty normal (koi, sockeye salmon, leopard seal)

middle row (lobster, horseshoe crab, feather pen) they're still pretty humanoid but the silhouette itself is more like the creature they're based off of.

third row (hula skirt siphonophore, hatchet fish, gulper eel) they're still merms but they're not particularly humanoid haHA.

I like drawing merms that also look like their counterpart in silhouette? which doesn't necessarily mean things will match up; like with the gulper eel merm I didn't want to make a merm with a big mouth and came up with her having these funky basket arms that she could 'gulp' or scoop up fish.

here's another example of that when I was drawing an anglerfish merm; at first thought of having usual the whole merm as the anglerfish and then thought it'd be fun if the merm was just the luminescent lure part haha.

hmmm basically it helps if you can incorporate little things/details you notice to the human half? my brain's kinda bouncing around right now haha/all I can think of for now but hope that was helpful anon! :0

[gaysimpsstuff]

Could I get a Hawks in his rut headcanon?

No problem, Anon! I’m sorry this took so long, I wanted it to be perfect since I really like thinking about Hawks’ avian traits, and I know people really like it too. I hope it’s good! 

Hawks Rut Headcannons

Genre: fluff, smut

Type: headcannons (so... many... headcannons)

Warnings: animal traits, Keigo being possessive af, the commission being assholes, sickness, food, breeding kink, lots of horny times

Other: most of this is based off of real research, but some of it also comes from personal preference. @keilemlucent and their fic Best Nest very much inspired many other headcannons, check them outI They’re one of my favorite creators, and the linked fanfic is one of my favorites! Hope it’s okay I tagged you here lmao

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Pre-Rut Behaviors

Grooming and Preening

Before his rut, Keigo starts to feel dirty. He just seems to accumulate more dust and dirt during hero work than usual. He’ll come back home grumbling about blood in his hair and little bits of concrete in/on his skin.

He will insist you clean him off. So you get to brush his hair, put creams on his face, and wash him off in the shower.

Finally, there’s the preening. If he lets you preen his wings, then you know he’s in it for life. He loves and trusts you with everything he has. 

Expect him to press his nose against yours a lot.

Possessiveness and Protection

You’ll notice he gets more clingy, more possessive of you. He gets really controlling in the days leading up to his rut, so you’ll be annoyed a  l o t.

Just text all your friends and family that you’ve been swamped at work, it’d be a little weird to say “hey guys, sorry I can’t hang out, my boyfriend’s horomones are crazy right now and he gets really insecure if I so much as exist near anyone but him.”

You would come home from work and he’s already on you, sniffing your body to see who you’ve been around, and to see if any of them were attracted to you at all.

If he had any kind of sneaking suspicion that anyone posed a threat, he’s literally laying on you and rolling on top of you to try and get his scent on you. Even if no one will smell it except him, he’s gonna do it.

He’s so protective of you, and if something tiny hurts you or makes you upset...

He.

Is.

Angry.

Someone was rude to you? He’s screaming at them.

Someone tries to hurt or touch you? You’ve got to hold him back to stop him from ripping that person apart limb from limb.

All that x100 when he’s approaching his rut.

One person accidentally bumps into you? He takes it as passive aggressiveness even if they’re very apologetic about it.

You stub your toe on a table? He’s smashed the table and burnt it then thrown the ashes in the ocean. 

If you’re sad about something he can’t beat up, he feels horrible. He’s not the best at comforting people, so he’s just grabbing onto you and not letting go, telling you how much he loves and cares for you, and just how amazing you make his life feel.

If you don��t give him enough attention, he gets really huffy, and it gets worse leading up to his rut. 

You lifted your hands from his head to reach for your buzzing phone? He’s already whining and pouting and begging you to give him more head-pats again.

Nesting

He’ll leave hints asking for you to make a nest, usually saying things like “Our bed needs some changing, don’t you think?” “Don’t you wish our space was more personalized?” 

If you don’t get the hint, he’ll be very sad, and he thinks you’re rejecting him. So you’d better be good at reading into things and realizing he’s approaching mating season and wants you to build a nest.

He comes home one day and sees you piled blankets, pillows, and dirty clothes in the living room, sprayed with his cologne and you’re cologne and/or perfume. He pulls you into his arms and spins around with you, giggling and laughing.

He’s so happy you made a nest for the two of you. 

He starts putting pretty shiny things he likes around the nest. Your toothbrush went missing and you found it in the mountain that was your nest.

Once, you were in desperate need of a clean shirt, and the only clean shirt you could find was in the nest. So you picked it up to put it on, and two seconds later, Keigo was in front of you, hands in your shirt, staring at you with such a fierce intensity, you felt almost like a villain.

He was very mad at you for taking things from your shared nest.

He leaves feathers all around the penthouse, but they’re all piled mostly around the nest, they’re for your protection so don’t try and throw them away.

Noises

He also gets really noisy, so he’ll be ‘singing’ and squawking and cooing constantly. He feels really bad about it so he might get you some noise-blocking headphones for when he’s screeching into the sky in the dead of night about how “THIS IS MY FUCKING TERRITORY Y’ALL MOTHERFUCKERS STAY AWAYYYY!”

You really think bird’s springtime songs are about love? Nah he’s mostly screaming about how he’s gonna fuck his partner and how the neighborhood  practically belongs to him.

Someone called the police once, tired of all the shouting, but the officers backed off when they saw who was doing all the shouting. Most of your neighbors are used to the screaming during early spring.

Rut End-game

On the third and second to last day before his rut, he gets a sudden burst of energy and an increased appetite. He refuses to eat anything unless you’ve made it though, so let’s best hope you can cook at least a little.

When he was younger, his hungry times before his rut were spent either eating anything and everything he can get his hands on. The commission broke that behavior very quickly though, so he’d starve himself before his rut, which would result in him getting very sick from a lack of energy and sustenance. That plus the extreme arousal was a recipe for pain and suffering.

So when you noticed he suddenly stopped eating, you insisted on making food for him, telling him that you wouldn’t let him go hungry ever. That was the first rut in years that didn’t feel like torture.

You’re cooking almost all the time, and he’s constantly eating everything you give him, running around from room to room while he waits for his next meal. He’s basically a hobbit.

In the last day or two before his rut, he suddenly has no energy, and starts getting hot and cold flashes. He’s sniffling, curled up in your shared nest, dirty tissues surrounding him. He comes in and out of consciosness, and when he’s awake, he’s whining and complaining about exhaustion and aches.

Physical Changes

Most of these happen in the last few days leading up to his rut, so it’ll be very sudden. These physical changes is what causes the extreme hunger and sickness.

His feathers darken several shades, and they become super sensitive. They also seem to grow in size, so when you cuddle, you’re smothered by them more than usual.

He also gains an extra couple inches in height, so expect some teasing now that he’s just that little bit taller. His hair also gets thicker and stronger, that’s so you can pull on it when he fucks you.

His nails get longer and darker, and they’re impossible to file or cut. So when he holds you and touches you, he often scratches you on accident. He’s really apologetic about it, but honestly you could totally paint his nails and pretend they’re acrylics if you’re into that.

His teeth get sharper, and he starts biting you just for fun. Bites your finger, hand, wrist, neck, even your nose. He underestimated just how strong his teeth are, and he made you bleed first time he bit you.

His whole body is very sensitive, so head-pats, back rubs, wings, and even his touching his feet can get him to the verge of cumming.

his tongue is longer, and it’s a whole lot stronger. He could probably carry a full plastic water bottle with his tongue (which isn’t a lot, but for a tongue it’s very much a lot).

His voice drops a whole octave and a half- mans is sounding almost like Corpse now. Maybe Markiplier? Anyways, if you’ve got a voice kink, you’re in luck

His dick changes too, it gets bigger, and he grows a lump at the base of it, between his shaft and balls. His balls get smaller until they’re barely noticable beneath what he calls him ‘knot.’

His eyes become sharper too, so don’t try and hide anything from him. 

Rut (MAJOR NSFW)

Everyone already knows Keigo has a breeding kink, but he hasn’t brought it up with you until now. It just kind of- happens. As he’s drilling into you, he suddenly starts blabbering about fucking a kid into you, and how hot you’d look all round with his kids. Might be a little weird for those of you who physically cannot give birth to children (my lovely AMABS and infertile AFABS). 

He can’t control it, so it’s especially weird if you don’t even want kids. If you can get pregnant, you’d better double check that you’re taking your birth control. And get to know some good clinics just in case.

However, if you do want kids, if you want to start a biological family woth Keigo, fuck. You will not be able to handle his happiness and horniness in that moment when you beg him to get you pregnant.

He is going to mark you up. Hickies, bruises, hand prints, bite marks, plus his scent. He needs everyone to know that you are his. He wants to claim you, make sure you know you belong to him. No one else can have you but him.

Halfway through your fuckfest, he starts making animalistic noises. He’s growling, roaring, whining, chirping, etc. This is around the time when he stops thinking about you, so he’ll really rough you up during this phase.

This man was a virgin before you, so this is also the first rut he’s ever going to have with another person, so he’ll hold himself back a lot. He needs you to reassure him at every step, tell him how good you feel, how you want him to fuck you, how not only are you okay with him going all out, you want him too.

Did he just cum? You think you’re finished? HA! No way in fucking hell is he finished after one, two, five, ten... so many rounds. He just keeps going and going and going and how the fuck is he still hard? He cums so fucking quickly, so much, and then keeps going.

When he finally does go soft, his whole personality changes. it’s like he didn’t just fuck you stupid. He immediately goes into ‘protect’ mode, which includes cuddles, him spoon-feeding you, petting you like a dog, and singing to you.

He puts the nest near a window so he can keep an eye out for possible threats. Just like “gotta keep mate safe. Is that the mailman? NO FUCK NO GET OUT OF HEREEEE!” 

One moment, he’s fucking you, and the next he’s leaning halfway out the window, screaming at some poor dude walking his dog. Remember, he’s still naked. You learned your lesson after that and kept the windows locked, and warned the neighbors to stay out of sight of the window, at least for the time being.

You’re going to feel very dirty, because he does not want you cleaning off the sweat, cum, and tears from your body. He likes that you smell like him, and you washing it off makes him feel rejected. 

He’s going to break a lot of things, so move pictures and vases into another room and lock the fuck out of that room. Or else he will break all of it.

He thinks any clothes you’re wearing are mocking him, so wear clothes you hate when his rut starts, then get used to being naked for a couple days. 

Oh yeah, his whole rut lasts one to five days. He’s fucking you for about three days on average.

He fucks you until you faint, and then keeps going until he’s out of ‘fuck’ mode and into ‘protect’ mode. A few times, he fucked you unconscious in the middle of the afternoon and then kept fucking you until the sun rose. 

Yeah, he’s got that much energy.

Don’t worry, during the whole time, he lets out pheromones with a strong vanilla-chocolaty scent that keeps your body and mind relaxed. 

There’ve been times when he’s just fucking into you and your water bottle is just out of reach.

During his rut, he has no shame. Let’s hope your walls are soundproofed, or else your neighbors will all know how he fucks you. 

He will not restrain you or hurt you in any way during his rut. So no degredation, no collars or chains, the only thing keeping you in the nest is his weight on top of you.

He gets upset if you try to touch yourself, things it’s you trying to tell him that he’s not satisfying you enough. 

He wants you to cum as many times as him, which is difficult because of his increased sensitivity, so he’s using every skill he knows to get you cumming again and again and again.

Most of the time, he’s going hard, rough, and spilling absolute filth from his cock and mouth, but in the last few hours of his rut, he suddenly gets emotional.

He’s rocking up against you, holding you close to his body and blabbering about you

How much he loves you

How good you make him feel

How he wouldn’t want anyone else by his side for his rut

How you’re his mate for life

How he’ll protect you and keep you safe.

Please be gentle with him, he’s very vulnerable near the end of his rut, and he’ll cry very easily.

When he’s nearing his last load, he makes out with you sloppily, trying to talk as he shoves his tongue down your throat.

He finishes off by  pushing his knot all the way inside you, and stays there for an hour.

This is the softest moment, and he’s covering your body in kisses. 

His knot pushes these small eggs inside you, and you have the lovely job of pushing them all out the next day. 

Post Rut

When his knot deflates, he finally pulls out and starts cleaning you off. 

He’ll carry you around and finally gives you a bath, constantly making sure you’re okay.

He’ll give you lots of massages and he’ll cook for you. He’s constantly thanking you for helping him, telling you he didn’t deserve it.

Just kiss him on the cheek, tell him you had fun, and that you love him so very very much.

He needs the most reassurance now than ever before.

He’s also very tired, so you’ll be taking care of each other.

Then his ‘post-rut’ resets, and he sleeps for hours.

Then he gets super hungry, and the two of you make huge meals and just kinda binge eat for a day or two.

Then his physical changes go back to normal, and you have a happy lil bird boy who simps for you so hard

[ameliterature]

A new AnderPerry Analysis

I will never get over the fact that instead of the OG screenplay's version of Neil being overly sour when he and Todd were alone and Todd being overly self-pitying, that (romantically or platonically), the movie version didn't make them project their worst traits onto the other as much.

(btw I never read the book sorry)

The "No <3" scene's main argument could've easily went on about Neil getting pissed at Todd for telling him to ask his father, that he wasn't just letting him be. The IMPORTANT moment, was right after seeing Todd afraid of Neil, the latter had that LOOK of REGRET.

OG script (no mention of Neil's regret/expression)

Todd and Neil basically ignore each other and Neil's protectiveness of Todd at the end is minimized :(

Movie Version

Properly displaying their current character flaws:

Neil: Hidden/Obvious resentment towards his father affecting his mood

Todd: Todd's reluctance to speak out more (esp after being shut down)

Fear, anxiety, shame

Regret, shame, frustration

This version of Neil knows he sounded like his father, he knows what he said was something damaging to Todd's motivations, he knows he doesn't wanna be like his father.

This version of Neil has empathy, which is why during the flying desk set, RSL and Ethan made a better effort to write a new Friend-bonding moment to bond over their shared parental neglect; rather than the OG 5.98 line

OG Script: Todd being self-pitying, Neil not comforting him properly.

Movie: Neil actively shows his character and tries to cheer up Todd <3

Neil actually understands Todd's plight, and rather than brushing off Todd's experiences, he decides to provide Todd with the paternal friendship he wished he got in his moments of doubt.

That's why before I even shipped these two, my natural instinct WAS to think they were best friends. Platonic soulmates that needed each other to validate their doubts, albeit Neil was the one who acted upon it first.

That's why it hurt more that Neil took his own life, because you literally see way more progress and hope for Neil's character compared to the OG script's heavily complacent or resentful Neil Perry.

Maybe, in Tom Schulman's mind, the OG Neil was always planning to end things this way, but for the movie version of Neil Perry that Peter Weir and RSL made had more to lose, more pain, was more lost and trapped because even after finding something that visually makes him happy, it was taken away from him.

[Side Tangent]

In my own way, it was harder to also accept that THIS version of Neil would want to take his own life because you'd think with a better perspective in life, with a greater friendship he could have with Todd in the future, that he would opt not to end things this way... but that's the point :( You can never tell who's really in pain, people may appear cheerful and happy on the outside, but depression is the same pain for all those affected by it.

[Tangent over]

The importance, again, of the Neil and Todd of the movie? They were far better friends/partners in the movie because they were actively improving each other. Neil and Todd, platonic or romantic, needed to have met each other. They deserve each other. To either lift up, improve, find someone else to understand and worry about than themselves. To have a friend you really needed.

Bonus:

The Dock Practice Scene didn't have "God I love this" "What, me?" lines lmao Ethan and RSL just shoved that in there to be fruity /j /lh

See? Don't ever say all we do in this fandom is mindless shipping, I think about this movie constantly <3 The themes are *chef's kiss*

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[the-hydrangea-witch]

Divya Deshmukh, the Hourglass Witch: one of a minority of people in the Other World who are descendants of Earth humans before the bigger portals were closed thousands of years ago. youd think that would make them a perfectionist desperate to Fit In with all the elves n shit of the Other World but no, oh nononono theyre an absolute menace. in a fun way of course, they just are really good at fucking with the teachers and theyre super excited that theres now naive clueless students from Earth arriving. Eye color: dark purple with a ring of gold Magic: it flows like water, and is cool to the touch in the same way. That is, Divya is very good at weaving their magic into places it really shouldnt be. Its mostly golden and metallic, with a few specks of glowing purple that flash in and out.

Dragonfly "Sock" Elmwood, the Feather Witch: when they first applied to the school, it sort of shook the worldview of a few magic philosophers. no one in the overworld has the symbol of an animal, as they are reserved for the gods, so a feather witch seemed impossible to some. Sock of course could not care less about what some old hermits think, and is close friends with Divya of all people, so needless to say theyre a bit cocky and performative with their magic. Eye color: baby pink, almost peach Magic: a slightly duller, cooler pink. of course its soft like pillows and looks like clouds, what do you want from me, theyre the feather witch. its startlingly cold, though, not exactly a comfortable cold.

Bela Briar True, the Wisteria Witch: when i say goblin i dont mean in an endearing, cutesie way, Bela is practically a straight up creature. If the previous principal were still alive, they likely wouldn't have even been allowed to enroll, because people think theyre a vampire because of just how recent the previous Wisteria witch passed away. i mean if youre from Earth it makes total sense, the previous one died the same year Bela was born, but to Other World natives it is very strange, because such a prolific witch normally would not have had their symbol recycled for at least another 10 years. Bela fully leans into this, though, and purposefully acts as mysterious and cryptic as possible because at this point trying to act normal is too difficult when people think youre a literal soul devouring monster. Eye color: unknown (they wear big round reflective glasses and hide in dark corners, no one at the school has seen them lmao) Magic: a nice pinkish lavender, nearly magenta. its slow and creeping, and loose enough that it looks like dust in the dark. theres an uncomfortable human-feeling warmth to it.

London River Knight, the Moon Witch: the last part of the prophetic trio alongside Claire and Nova. the other two are blissfully unaware of just how prevalent this prophecy is in the cultures of the Other World, but London is constantly reminded of it and was so hopeful that there wouldn't be a sun or star witch in his generation. If his gray hair wasn't genetic, he'd probably still have it. He bears the curse of the dead god associated with wolves, making him painfully grow dark fur on the rare days of the year not on the calendar. Eye color: lavender. Magic: glowing a less saturated lavender that could be mistaken for silver if not for the purple edges. It's heavy and wide, making it a bit hard for him to control. It moves like waves, frigid but just barely suitable for life.

Serra (surname pending, im changing it), the Cherry Witch: childhood friend(?) of London, although they fight a lot. As the only other person with the mark of a god in their small neighborhood, they were often compared. Of course, Serra has the blessing of a living god associated with cats, so bets were often placed on him rather than London. hes still trying to reconcile with London and stop his tendencies to feel superior, but it still manifests in angry outbursts against people who could definitely beat him up in a fight. he has small dog syndrome basically. Eye color: dark red, almost mahogany Magic: an obnoxiously bright hot pink. It's rigid and sharp, but feels very lightweight and quick. it's extremely hot, but bearable after a while.

Daphne Rosa Clover, the Waterlily Witch: my DAUGHTER. she raises sheep and lives in a valley in a house on stilts. very athletic and outdoorsy compared to Claire, with the muscles, tan, and scars to prove it. very enthusiastic about the deeper aspects of magic and its history, as well as Old World mythology and folklore (almost too much so. some teachers are wary of her). idk if her hair is dyed pink or if its natural tbh, i might leave it ambiguous because thats funny to me. She's been fascinated by Underworld necromancy since she was a child. Eye color: mint green, a bit closer to cyan. Magic: glowing blue-cyan, with some branches fading into pink. It's wild and full of little flares, with most of its weight and punch being at the start, fading and becoming weaker and lighter with more distance. It feels like a nice warm bath.

Yvenna (surname pending), the Rose Witch: the second youngest child of a relatively well-known family of witches, known primarily for dazzling magic displays on stages, as well as inventing and innovating a few other devices used in theatre. She's way more introverted than the rest of her family and sees magic as incredibly sacred and full of so much more potential than what most witches use it for. she bears the curse of the dead god associated with doves, making her painfully grow feathers on the rare days of the year not on the calendar. her disdain for Claire is probably just because Claire is equally as introverted and insecure as her but people still like her for some reason. she frames it as Claire besmirching the whole prophecy by choosing necromancy and being bad at magic. Eye color: very light red. Magic: dark, nearly opaque red, with only a faint red glow emanating from the center. It shapes itself as sharp stalactites, jagged and angular, almost pulsating with cold.

Sienna (surname pending), the Salt Witch: yet another minor antagonist who dislikes Claire for no real reason. i may or may not ship her with Yvenna but thats only in my head because i think its funny. She's a Yonderworld necromancer (basically an astrologist) and desperately wants Claire to try Yonderworld necromancy over Underworld necromancy, as the previous prophetic star witch is basically the father of modern astrology so she thinks Claire is abandoning her destiny of being an incredibly powerful and influential astrologist. She's a bit obsessive about it though, so much so that her other classmates quickly stopped bothering Claire after looking at Sienna and thinking oh god are we like that? Eye color: yellow Magic: mostly opaque, with translucent bits of pink, black, and yellow mixed into the mostly white, rough pillars of magic. While it isn't exactly hot, there is a slight burning sensation to it.

thats the last of the non-Earth students, idk if ill include some teachers, other characters, Underworld gods, or fairies in another list

i realized i havent done super detailed introductions for celestes story characters

(just so its clear why im adding eye colors along with their magic, theres a Minor correlation between eye color, symbol, and magic color but its mostly arbitrary, i just like colors)

Claire (AKA Celeste (last name undecided)), the Star Witch: the MC. she inherited all of my insecurities and mental health issues im so sorry girlie. tragically incapable of performing magic as easily as the rest of the cast. this is mostly because magic is highly personalized and shes afraid of putting such an intimate part of her BeingTM out into the world. Eye color: brown/amber. Magic: A golden orange. It's slow and foggy but hard to stop. It is extremely sticky like boiling sugar, but an arctic kind of cold. id say it suits a symbol associated with the dead cold of space quite nicely :^)

Heather Dean Forester, the Hydrangea Witch: Claire's best friend and basically an adoptive brother at this point, especially after he moved in with her and her mother. Has a weird amount of knowledge about random things. he and claire werent delinquents but they kinda only had each other in high school and were both almost (or entirely) failing together, so needless to say theyre CloseTM. maybe there will be a section where he grows apart from claire, depends on how angsty im feeling i guess :^) Eye color: green. Magic: really translucent sage green, pretty much invisible in the dark. It's round and almost rubbery the way it seems almost elastic and doesn't have any striations or loose strands, other than a few swirly stripes of off-white. It's nowhere near as cold as Claire's, but still would feel like you're in the shade in late autumn. wear a light jacket :^)

Pippa Jane Owen, the Dandelion Witch: i cant explain why but shes one of my favorite characters, just because her existence basically shatters what little confidence Claire had in being a witch at the start. She's the only other character who knew claire and heather before going to the Other World. very sweet, but also kind of a perfectionist (but of course to everyone else it just looks like shes totally effortless unless something unexpected happens). Eye color: Dark brown. Magic: Mostly a bright, light green, with some yellow and yellow-green streaks. It's wispy like how wind is depicted in a lot of cartoons and video games. Feels like a warm breeze. probably would smell like lemongrass if it was scented :^)

Halia Ka Hiwa Kapule, the Corpse Lily Witch: Looks very serious. Often is very serious. except her humor is extremely deadpan so almost no one can tell when shes joking, which she keeps doing because making people uncomfortable with it is amusing to her. The school had a lot of difficulty getting a corpse lily from Earth into the greenhouse because of how rare it is, so she works extremely hard to practice as much as possible so it doesnt go "to waste" (her words, not the words of the school, theyre pretty chill about it). Eye color: debatable. people around her are torn on whether its brown or hazel, so she just says brown because people are exhausting. Magic: deep red, fading into a slightly peachier tone out from the center. It's wavy? many people can form a straight line or a circle with their magic, but Halia's always has slight curves in it. surprisingly chilly, but a still overcast day kind of chilly, not icy or windy. It makes people want to stay indoors with a cup of tea (idk i dont drink tea) :^)

Nova Éliane Jones, the Sun Witch: "She's the center of a cycle of prophecies spanning millennia, not even just one, she's naturally gifted at magic, she's constantly breaking barriers that leave magic elitists fuming, and she's just... her fashion sense is perfect, she's perfect, by all accounts she's literally the main character." -Claire, the actual main character, also part of the same prophecy as Nova. She, Halia, and Pippa are practically the Heathers, except people actually like them. Eye color: light blue (ocular albinism) Magic: pastel blue, almost periwinkle. It practically billows with how big and room-filling it is. It's hot enough that it just might cause burns with long enough exposure, but honestly it comes from the literal sun, it's to be expected. i think people are just jealous that she's the Sun Witch and not them :^)

thats the last of the student cast from Earth, ill do the rest idk when

[justanartisticduck]

Warning: blood, injuries and scars, implications of death/harm, weapons… lots of weapons- and stuff of that nature below, please look elsewhere if these topics make you uncomfy!!!!

@fading-bisexual-queen-milkshake / @ask-the-happily-ever-after-crew So remember when i had said i had a few ideas of how my trio/interpretations would be in your evil au? wellllllllll- i got a wee bit inspired and…. i may have made a new au lmao-

This is the trio!! Now ill give an explanation as to what is happening here in this au-

So basically to explain, this au takes place in a world where everyone is in a constant war with each other. Friends? Don’t know what that is- Love? Oh you have got to be kidding- Family? Nope…

 …well actually… those don’t apply to this unlikely family.

In a world where everything seemed to be crumbling around them, a family of three still found their own way to care for each other… despite the dangers that lurked around. Now let’s rewind a bit, allow me to give a bit of background knowledge first!!

Harold Crimson-

A “official” spy/assassin, wanted in all towns and cities both in and out of his home continent, and overall a master of disguise, trickery, combat, and deceptiveness- It's really no wonder why he is one of the most successful spies AND assassins known to his country. Hired to kill the remainder of the Gribbleston family and take their fortune, he sets out to do just that… however… there ends up being something that gets in his way-

Robin Mallards-

Eldest of two, child of two terrifying business birds who, may I note, have practically taken over a whole city- and the main bodyguard for their family alongside their brother, Robin Mallards is one the city of Hawksville has learned to fear. Whether it be their “feathered” blade, their fighting abilities, their menacing stare, or even simply the power they hold against anyone in the city… they strike fear into the souls of those who cross their path. However, Robin holds no grudge against anyone really, rather they were taught to do so, they don’t really want to hurt anyone, yet they must. It’s either them or their brother who will inherit the family business and power… and they will not fail- at least those were their plans before being sent out on a mission, they were to take “Daisy’s Gold” for their family, known to be the lifetimes work of Daisy Gribbleston, they have been sent out to take it for the Mallard family, and the Mallard family only. However, unfortunately they aren’t the only one after this treasure.. 

Harold Crimson just so happened to be looking for this important treasure aswell! At first Red and Robin fight for the treasure but end this dispute on a truce, saying they will find a way to make their agreement “worthwhile” and that they will split this treasure… Now, after lots of fighting they find the treasure, at the furthest room in the eastern corner of Gribbleston Manor, they discover the treasure… was a child, Doi Gribbleston. The two of them were… confused… there were no jewels or fortunes in this room, in fact, it looked neglected, it was just this poor child… 

Now something I should’ve mentioned earlier, the Gribbleston family was once a well respected family but, after the death of Daisy Gribbleston and the uprising of the Mallards the father of this family, Roy, became a feared and powerful force in this town… everyone feared him… everyone knew he always had a trick up his sleeve, his sweet personality was all a trick… and he was not one to be messed with… he was hiding things…

Now Harold and Robin knew this… they were trapped… and seeing this child under the care of a cruel man… it made them worry, and they knew they weren’t the only ones after this “fortune”, soon enough more people would come to find this child.. and who knows what they would do with him… then Roy, seeing the neglect this child was left with already, they knew he wasn’t safe here so, the two of them extended their truce and ran away with this child, and now they were on the run from literally EVERYONE- listen they may not be the smartest in this case but at least the kids safe now…. ish- but now fellow people are on the search for “Daisy’s Gold/The Gribbleston Treasure”, the Mallards are in the search for their lost child… so they can teach them what they do to traitors/those who fail to meet their demands… overall Red is on the run from the law… and Roy… he is willing to take these three on a trip to his punish land…

So yeah!! Currently I’m still developing things so some of this may change but AAA IM ACTUALLY REALLY HAPPY ABT THIS AU!!! Also sorry if my words are messy/none of this made sense- I’m so so tired lol BUT!!! :DDDD

ANYWHO hope this was interesting lol-

[touyasdoll]

okok so i dunno if this is how im supposed to do this BUT hawks x reader w a enemies to lovers where the reader idolized him at first but grew to hate him,,, (n eventually love him again ykwtfgo 😭) ?

send me some basics & I’ll outline a fic for you

I don’t either lmao this is a new exercise for me, but this works perfectly! <3

okay, so.

You’re new in town, having just moved from a hero agency located across the country.

But of course you know Hawks. Everyone knows Hawks. Everyone loves him.

You were lucky enough to be offered a job at his agency and you’re over the moon about it. You’re so ready for your first day and to finally meet the hero who inspires you.

And then you come to understand why they say to never meet your heroes.

He’s nice enough, sure. But it seems fake, especially around the office. He barely pays his sidekicks any attention, always leaving them in the dust to clean up his messes.

He doesn’t even take the time to remember your name the first day. You can’t believe that you couldn’t see before how the fun, easy-going persona was just an act. Hawks is an ass and now he’s your boss. Great.

He basically ignores you. Occasionally, he’ll say hello. Sometimes he even gets your name right.

You put up with it. It’s easy, since you don’t have to see him much, but one day he calls you into his office to tell you he wants to patrol with you. See what you can do, which is annoying, because you’ve been working at HIS agency for 3 months already.

He calls you by the wrong hero name too. Apologizes and laughs it off before going to sign some autographs and chat up some female fans who are practically groping him.

It makes you jealous and you hate it, because you hate him. You’re pretty sure you do, at least.

Little do you know, he’s been avoiding you on purpose. He’s been following your career since you became a pro and he handpicked you to come and work for his agency, because he sincerely admires your work ethic and raw talent.

But he’s chronically averse to getting to close to people. He’s not close to anyone. Because he knew that anyone he became close to would potentially be a target. He also, quite simply, just doesn’t understand how to get close to people. Doesn’t know the first thing about intimacy of the platonic or romantic variety.

So when you show up and he feels his heart pitter patter at the sight of you?? He freaks. Does anything he can to shove you as far away from him as he can.

Purposefully uses the wrong name, multiple times. Avoids you around the office. Makes sure your patrols will never overlap. He doesn’t trust himself to even be near you, because your presence alone distracts him. You are too alluring to him and he can’t have that. He can’t cope.

He’s right not to trust himself, because he hears you laughing at something one of his sidekicks had said one day. He’s immediately jealous, though he fully understands that he has no right to be.

He sends a feather off to listen in and overhears you complaining about what an ass he can be and it guts him. He was so concerned with not falling head over heels in love with you that hadn’t considered you growing to hate him, as you obviously had.

So he wants to fix it, but once he feels that super scary little twinge of affection in his heart again, he bails. He had planned to apologize, buy you a coffee or maybe take you to lunch while you were patrolling, but here he was, letting fangirls flirt with him, so he didn’t have to face you.

He catches the look on your face and it breaks his heart, so he politely excuses himself and walks right on over to apologize to you, finally.

You’re stunned, but you reluctantly accept his invite to dinner that evening when he promises that he wants to make up for the way he’s treated you.

He takes you to a nice place. The two of you have a private room to dine in and he’s clearly a nervous wreck. It’s strange for you to see him that way, but it makes you believe he’s being genuine when he explains his selfish reasons for treating you poorly.

He apologizes profusely, promising to make up for it and saying that he understands if you want to resign, to which you say that you might have to.

He’s terrified, but he says he understands. He can’t blame you for wanting to leave after everything.

You tell him that’s not why you’d be leaving and he looks confused. He’s rendered speechless when you lean over and kiss him before explaining that dating your boss might not go over so well with HR.

He insists that it’s his agency, so it doesn’t matter, and that he’d rather keep you close to him while he slips his hand onto your thigh. You ask “how close?” in your most seductive whisper and he tugs your chair closer to slip his hand beneath your dress, whispering back, “I’ll show you.”

The waitress returns to ask if you need anything else while he’s two fingers deep inside of you and this man has the nerve to prod at your g-spot while looking at you to ask, “Did you need something, darling?” and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to try not to moan while you put on a smile and shake your head.

You insist he takes you then and there and he doesn’t disagree. He makes quick work of his pants while you hike up your dress and take a seat on his leaking cock.

He proceeds to fuck you well enough to make up for the past three months of him being a jackass. On the chair, over the table, and eventually against the wall.

He ends up with his forehead resting on your shoulders, lips lazily dragging along your collarbone while promising to treat you the way you deserve.

You kiss his forehead, whispering that you’ll do the same, and in that moment, he realizes that maybe intimacy isn’t so bad.

[strawbxrryneptune]

When We Fall

Warnings: Graphic sexual content including oral (Male and female receiving w 69) use of sir kink, light biting, pain kink, wing play, etc, mentions of suicide and character death, hints at cheating but it didn't happen, sacrilegious themes? I think?? You're fucking an angel so like,, that's pretty blasphemous lmao, fuckin in front of amirror, reverse cowgirl

It's gonna sound a little wonky at certain parts but bare with me, I'm bad at serious stuff.

^^Pictures do not belong to me !! I made the collage but the art is not mine^^

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Katsuki Bakugou never saw himself as worth saving. If he was dumb enough to fall behind, dumb enough to let things get too much, then it was on him.

If he was gonna be saved, it would be by himself. He didn't need anyone for anything. He told himself that for years, as a young angel in training, through his apprentice years, even now as a successful guardian.

He got this far by himself, why did he need anybody else? He didn't see that he was stuck. He couldn't move past this point without someone else. That's why Deku was the right hand man of The Highest and not Bakugou. Stupid, stupid, Deku. Bakugou was furious when the courts announced it. What did Deku have that he didn't? He was strong, he was powerful, and he got the job done. That's basically what you need to be a guardian angel, isn't it? When he had complained to the courts, all they had said was "Patience, young one." He had scoffed.

What did patience have to do with anything? He had plenty of patience. Patience was something he had to practice daily, dealing with the kinds of people he did.

He was always assigned to old people, dying out before he could even get attached. Not that attachment would be a problem. He was Bakugou Katsuki, for Christ's sake!! He didn't "get attached", especially to old farts.

That all changed once he was assigned to you.

You, with your glowing skin and beautiful eyes, pulling him in the moment he saw your case file. He used to see you when he was living, a friend of a friend. He never got to talk to you cause you were always around stupid Deku. Y'all might have been together, but he didn't care. He had to meet you, talk to you, touch you, taste you. He would visit in your dreams, talking to you and making you laugh, holding you though the bad parts he couldnt change.

When you finally worked up the gal to ask who he was, he took a deep breath and told you. He was your guardian, assigned to you until you die, there to protect you and keep bad things away. You simply laughed and told him,

"Fine, don't tell me."

He only growled down at you, huffing before disappearing into the cloudy depths of your consciousness.

You didn't see him for weeks, trying to conjure him back in your head, but to no avail. Finally, finally he showed up, but it was not in your dreams. No, he showed up at the foot of your bed, glowing a dewy gold with his wings spread out behind him, tunic wrapping lightly around his slim hips.

You gaped at him, your brain trying to process what it was seeing. He smirked down at you, stalking over to where your soft body lay, trailing thick, calloused fingers over the expanse of your exposed thighs. He lifts up the hem of your oversized tshirt slightly, quirking an eyebrow in question.

You bite your lip and spread your thighs as an invitation, making him groan and slide into the sheets with you.

He gently positions you so you're straddling his face, facing his swelling cock as it makes his tunic rise.

He kisses you through the fabric of your panties, running his tongue up and down the fabric while groaning about how wet you got for him, how much of a slut you were for lusting after an angel.

He finally rips your panties off of you after teasing for what felt like hours, immediately sucking your fat clit in his mouth, moaning at the taste of you. He grips your hips to grind you roughly against him, sucking at you and sliding thick fingers into you, making you mewl and shake above him.

As you push your hips against his pretty face, you notice how big the bulge is in front of you, looking almost painful. You moan softly at the feelings coursing through you and the sight of him so aroused from just eating you out. You bring shaky hands up to grope at his clothed cock, causing him to let out a startled sound into your pussy.

"Fuck, Princess- whaddya doin-"

You cut him off by grinding yourself further onto his mouth, unwrapping the cloth around his waist and watching his cock slap up. You salivated at the sight of it, thick with veins running along it, the head leaking copious amounts of prespend. You shiver when you feel Bakugou's tounge slide into your slit, his teeth catching on your sex and making you whimper above him.

You lean down and run your tongue along the pulsing veins littering his fat cock, ripping a raspy moan from the blonde's lips. His thighs clench in front of you with the sudden urge to fuck up into your mouth, but he resists it in favor of adding two more fingers into you, now stretching you with three and making you groan. He laps at your clit, determined to make you cum before him.

You suck at his tip, dipping into it before moving down further, rolling your tongue along the underside of his shaft as you fondle his balls, making his hips jump when you circle his taint with your fingers. He whimpers into your pussy, tongue stilling inside you as he revels in the pleasure. He's glad you can't see him, cause his eyes are rolled all the way up, drool and your slick running down his cheeks. You slide your hands up and down his thighs fondling his balls and sucking him down your throat, moaning around him when his movements pick up. Just when you think you'll make him cum, he pushes you off of his face.

You blink to yourself in confusion, before he grabs you from behind and positions you over his leaking cock, his breath fanning over your neck before he sinks his cock inside of you, simultaneously sinking his teeth into your neck to muffle his whines.

You arch your back in pleasure, locking eyes with him in the mirror at the foot of your bed that you know wasn't there before. He smirks against your neck, snapping his hips up into you as he grabs at the fat of your tits, playing with your nipple with one hand while the other brushes over your clit.

"Why don't you ask your guardian to help you cum, hm?"

You gasp out, barely able to get out a word as he bounces you on his lap, his fat tip hitting your spot with every thrust.

"Ka-Katsukiii-"

"Nu-uh, that's not my name, slut. You only get to call me Sir, yeah?"

You choke out a feeble,

"Yes sir-!"

Before going back to being a garbled mess. You reach back for stability, only to brush along soft feathers, realizing that Bakugou hadn't put his wings away. In your hazy state of mind, you slowly started to run your fingers up and down the spine of his wings, moaning breathing in his ear as your head tilts back, causing a shudder to run down Bakugou's body, all the way to the head if his dick which pulsed violently inside of you.

He flicked at your clit, growling into your neck to cum, which you did without hesitation, creaming his cock. He gritted his teeth at how tight you clenched around him, and with one look at the white ring you left around the base of his swelling cock, he came inside you, spurting endless amounts of spend. He panted hotly against you, gs tly pulling you off to go clean up, chuckling when he saw you passed out.

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The hall of the Higher Ups was always huge, but with the guilt and shame resting on his shoulders, the room seemed even bigger to Bakugou. He avoided eye contact with the Advisor, staring dead into Shitty Deku's eyes.

"Why the fuck am I here, nerd? Shouldn't I have already transferred Down There?"

Deku winces at Bakugou's language, straightening up.

"I managed to convince the Council to give you a second chance, Kaachan. This was the first time you were assigned to someone young and appealing, and it's not like there are a lot of options up here-"

"Would you shut the fuck up already? I did what I did, I don't need you picking up after me and trying to be my saviour."

Bakugou sneers, backing Deku up. He rolls his eyes when the Advisor steps forward to intervene, only for Deku to hold a hand up.

"I don't know why you're always right there. You're like some creepy stalker or sumthin'. You have everything you could fuckin' want! Why are you bothering me, especially when I'm to get your position-"

"Because I fucking care, Kaachan!"

Bakugou flinches back at the tone of Deku's voice, surprised at the curse that came out of his mouth.

"Why do you think you're even here still? I'm the one who convinces the Council to let you stay here, even with your foul mouth and crude ways. I'm the one who got you up here in the first place. They gave me a choice. Condemn you to Hell for what you did to me, or let you be here and make peace, but you make it so hard. I thought you would've changed. But I guess you just hate me that much, huh Bakugou. Hate me so much you would fuck her, after all this time."

The blonde's eyes widen, his face burning hot in anger.

"Why would you bring that shit up, it was in high school-"

"I DIED BECAUSE OF YOU."

The hall is silent, Deku's voice echoing around the walls, the words "because of you" ricocheting in Bakugou's head.

"You didn't do shit cause of me, Midoriya. You decided to do it, right?"

Deku scoffs, tears filling his eyes as he turns towards the Advisor.

"Still as blunt as ever, Bakugou. Take him away."

Bakugou turns away, spitting out an "I can do it myself" before waking out the hall, keeping his head high even as scornful Higher Ups regard him, strutting to the transporter. He gets in and pushes the button, vermillion eyes locked on piercing green ones all the way down.

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When you wake up in the morning, the bed is empty, but there's a note on your dresser from Bakugou, telling you how he's going on a little trip for a bit, but he won't forget you.

He'll never forget you.

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@boooooooooom

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