#ughhh her art is TOO GOOD

[arttsuka]

Draw Mabel bonding with Mei Lee (Pixar Turning Red) over their love of boy bands (Mabel likes Sev'ral Times and Mei Lee likes 4Town) and Dipper's reaction be like "THERE'S TWO OF THEM??" or something like that

Best friend core

I think Dipper would secretly be jealous but they'd get along in the end

Mei Lee in the gf artstyle (kinda)

[hewwio]

[wool-string]

Modern versions

[choccy-milky]

AHHHH IT TURNED OUT AMAZINGLY IM OBSESSED EEEE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS SO GOOD GRRRR!!!😭😭😭 i love the little backstory you gave it with them having a lil muggle book club🥹and i love the idea of them starting off as polite and dignified victorian girlies in their discussion but by the end they're shouting over each other and getting looks from people to keep it down LMFAOO... their yapping CANNOT be contained👯‍♀️💖

MUGGLE BOOK CLUB🥹💓

Since Clora grew up in a muggle household and Eloise spent 5 years in a muggle finishing school (reading was the only worthwhile part😤) they bond a lot over muggle literature💓💓💓 once a month they choose a book (lots of times repeat their favorites) and meet up for a coffee to discuss the book and gossip😇🥹💓

Clora is yapping a lot in the beginning but towards the end Eloise gets worked up too and they enthusiastically yell at each other about different plot points😇🙏

@choccy-milky 😙😙😙

[realityisagoddamnscam]

Little something I whipped up a few nights ago, definitely didn’t use up all the ink in my markers, not at all

[poppy-metal]

okay idk if this is tmi or not but i like LOVE just like grinding but like naked and like the teasing, like imagine like dom!reader taking pathetic!art’s dick and like rubbing it up and down her pussy, just like teasing him and stimulating her clit with his tip while he’s begging and crying for her to let him cum and put it in like UGHHH ITS SO HOT

yeah <333 can make yourself cum from the friction of rubbing his weepy pink tip back and forth over your clit, really - sending little bolts of pleasure through your body everytime his slit catches against the stiff peak of your nub. "oh please - please, baby - " he begs so pretty. his voice gets whiney when he pleads with you. flushed pink and watching where you rub him against you.

"what?" you ask, knowing full well what he wants - what you're doing to him. you're soaking wet. slick leaking from your cunt and you know if you slid backward he could slip inside you so easy, too.

"put me inside you. you're so wet - fuck," he tilts his head back and you see the pale column of his throat bared to you - his adams apple bobbing as he swallows his own spit, gasps his pink lips apart as you pass his head once again over your throbbing clit. "I can make you feel good. let me make you cum, baby, please -"

you clench around nothing at the sound of his voice. circling his cock against you - bobbing your hips up and down gently so his sticky head bumps and glides your button. "m'already making myself feel good. your pretty cock feels - amazing, baby." you tap tap tap him against you - your thighs trembling - "ohhhh yes - that's gonna make me cum."

he could cry. he wants to feel you cum.

"wanna feel you," he tries again. appeals, "just a little - don't you wanna be stretched out? let me in - let me fill you, baby, please. wanna spread you open -"

god, he's good. fuck.

you whine. glare weakly down at him for being shady - you should have gagged him, but then you wouldn't hear his whines.

your cunt pulses at his words - and you're close - you could cum this way - but he's reminding you how good he feels inside - when you're all worked up and wet and he just - glides right in -

your hips move on their own, sliding his cock through your wet slit until he's catching at your opening - fat crown breaching you immediately with how slick you are and you both moan - your hand leaves his base to balance yourself on his shoulders as you let yourself sink down down down -

"ohhhhhh goooood -" you whine and you start coming. eyes rolling back - "oh fuck, art - oh fuck you're so big -"

your walls spasm around him, drawing him in as you twitch and pulse and cum. his hands grip your ass, taking your moment of weakness to slam you the rest of the way down, grunting at how you clench rhythmically around him as you cum. "that's it - yes, fuck yes - cum on me - use me to cum -" he helps bounce you up and down. ride it out. "you're so beautiful."

he loves you.

[bananafire11]

How do i explain how much i squealed with delight at the sight of all of this.

So, since I made my tadc OC, I wanted to put her in some AUs

The first one I really wanted to do is the Wretched au of @bananafire11 cuz, one☝️I love their designs so much and two ✌️I'm a monster lover through and through especially designing them

Meet wretched!Blesk

Almost cyborg like and completely mutated

Caine put the robotic parts in her to prevent her from breaking in the place where he hids/resides along with a muzzle that automatically clamps shut in case he crossed paths with her to stop her from attacking him (she has indescribable hatred towards him that it's on sight for her)

When Pomni arrived, she kept her distance to not startle the poor women

Though...she was kinda bad at it (she was almost stalking her)

But it was to protect Pomni from unexpected enemies (like the bubble camera)

Also small stuff on the side

She hunts but doesn't need to eat as she feels no hunger. She does it when Jax starts to act out due to hunger and leaves him the prey since somehow she can break the prey limit by breaking into restrictive areas

She started hunting for Pomni, thinking the new arrival needs to eat, but of course, Pomni would never ,even in the hell of a digital circus, eat these things. Blesk feels bad about and tries making up for it( Jax uses this as a chance to steal it since Pomni doesn't want it)

She protects Pomni from the bubble cameras by destroying them or keeping her out of their range of sight so Caine could never take her and hurt her.

[dark-konohagakure2]

imagine succubus!reader lurking in the phantomhive manor to find a victim for the night cause a succubus gets their energy if they take control but ends up getting caught and noncon-ed by sebastian until she cant take it anymore and begs to stop

UGHHH I HAVE BEEN STUCK WITH THIS IDEA SINCE THE DAY I IMAGINED IT 😭😭 petition for more succubus!reader fics 😔

tw: noncon, succubus!reader, size difference, tail pulling, rough sex, overstimulation, humiliation, creampie

All characters depicted are 18+

Sebastian takes his duties as the butler of the Phantomhive household very seriously, so seriously in fact that he doesn't ever sleep, mainly because demons don't need to sleep, but the fact still remains that there is no butler more diligent than Sebastian. His keen senses are able to pick up on the smallest of noises, even the faintest creak of the floorboards won't escape his notice. If a pin dropping doesn't go unnoticed by Sebastian, then there is no way in hell that he won't notice the presence of another hellish entity in his midst.

He is equal parts intrigued and concerned. Sebastian knows he can effortlessly dispatch any threat towards his master, bit even so the thought of another demon being after him is quite concerning. Never one to waste his time dwelling on any worries he might have, Sebastian will quickly do his part as a butler by apprehending the uninvited guest.

It's comically easy for Sebastian, he's not called a devil of a butler for nothing, he's able to use his superior strength to yank the little demon over to him when she's unaware, grabbing her by the pointy tail, which makes her hiss out in pain like a cat. Sebastian likes cats, even the ones with claws, but he sadly can't pet her, not when she's been such a bad girl as to even attempt to endanger his master.

Sebastian knows precisely how to deal with a naughty little succubus like herself, her kind feed off the sexual energy and desires of men, so he'll give her exactly what every succubus wants, he'll give it to her until she's begging him to stop. It's a fitting punishment for the demonic intruder, and it finally gives Sebastian the opportunity to stop feigning his humanity, even if just for a short while.

"Naughty thing, did you truly believe you could intrude oh my master's property without consequence? Oh how adorable~ I'll be sure to give you something to remember before sending you back to our home~"

His eyes are glowing unabashedly now, the glowing red orbs now having a feral intensity to them as he starts teasing the lesser demon, yanking on her tail roughly as he exposes her holes to his hellish gaze, teasing her sensitive pussy lips mercilessly before he decides to have his fill of her. Sebastian hasn't had a good fuck in a while, and certainly never with another demon that was aware of his true nature, so he's going to savor this rare treat.

Being centuries old, Sebastian is well versed in the art of making somebody come undone around his cock, whether they want to or not. His hips will slam against her from behind, his balls slapping against his ass while he fucks her raw, pulling on her tail like a bully pulling on the braids of a girl he likes. Sebastian's cock is long and thick, even in his human form, so it'll ram against her oversensitive womb with every thrust, forcing her into one mind breaking orgasm after the other.

Demons typically can't reproduce with one another, so Sebastian can cum inside of her to his heart's content without a care in the world, and he won't be satisfied with cumming inside of her just once, he's going to breed her until she's begging him to stop, and for hours after that too. It won't take long for her to go from confident and rude to whining and pleading with him to show mercy, but nothing will come of those pleas aside from her receiving even more mockery and even more loads shot into her already overstuffed womb.

He finds her reactions and pleading to be both adorable and pitiful, not to mention ironic; a creature who feeds off of sex now begging him to stop fucking her, her impish pussy overflowing with cum and weakly gripping his cock, fucked loose from the brutal pounding she's getting. He definitely won't be stopping anymore despite her pleas, after all, lesser demons make lovely fucktoys.

"Oh my~ begging already, little one? How sad, your kind usually loves getting ravished so, you truly are a disgrace from all demonkind~! How cute~!"

But alas, he can't keep this adorable little kitten as a house pet as much as he wants to, his young master would never allow such a thing, but Sebastian takes pride in the fact that he successfully subdued another interloper, and she won't mess with him again, that is unless she wants her holes destroyed again.

[witch128chick]

Hello hi! Well... are we ready?

Thanks to Them

So we left off with the kids being traumatised. Now they're here all helping around the house, and their efforts are all appreciated even if they don't know what a tea filter is

Love the setup here. The two in the background know about each other's secrets and promised to keep them

Said secrets are eating them alive tho and they live in constant fear that their crush/girlfriend will hate them if they were to find out

In conclusion: they're looking at their love interests who don't even suspect what's being hidden from them. And the terrifying fear of being hated by the person you love is haunting them

You see it could be anyone sitting at the table. But it's Amity and Willow specifically just to make Luz and Hunter's guilt sting even more

Idk what this thing is called but Gus, i relate, it's an amazing creation! Sad it's limited

(One time we spent a whole afternoon poking (???) these things bc there was new furniture bought so yea. I never wanted to stop poking haha)

Also look at Hunter's big bro expression! Love their brother dynamic sm

Isn't it called some bubble thingy? Bubble wrap or smth? Ughhh

Nice team work girls you successfully killed an alarm clock! Either way, it's nice to see them work together and being friends again

This little note is adorable 🥺💗

So many tiny Luzs!!! 😭🫶🏼

Love the one on the right where she's measuring her height. The hair counts too!!!

Can i just say 😞 how good it is to see them be friends again 😞 i am... emotional.

Such a sweet moment fr!!!

Camila is best mom

Amity finally has a loving mother figure in her life. Girl needed that a lot 🙏🏼

Also love illusion-Gus coming out of the fridge 😆

Everyone drew their families. And then there's Hunter.

Love their height differences btw

And their different art styles!

I'm coming back soon!

[dr-spectre]

I really like it when fan artists in the Splatoon community draw Hypno Callie as Callie but way more psychotic and fucked up.

The way artists draw her with the swirly eyes, red backgrounds, unique posing, etc, it's so cool! Way better than drawing her as some cold brainwashed zombie that sucks the life out of Callie because God forbid that woman has a neutral expression.

It fits more in line with how Hypno Callie actually acts like in Splatoon 2. She ain't a mindless brainwashed drone and the Callie we know is gone as lots of people say oh no no no. She is a CRAZY WOMAN!!! Her dialogue is shockingly similar to her harsh dialogue found in Splatoon 1 Splatfests.

Like... friendly reminder, hypnosis ≠ brainwashing/mind control. You cannot use the two terms interchangeably no matter how hard you try to argue. Hypnosis is a weird and unique state for a person to be in.

To me, Hypno Callie works best when Callie who has been under a lot of distress and suffering from her lonely busy life, runs off and decides to join the Octarians out of her own free will, and Octavio creates these hypnotic shades in order to basically keep Callie under control more as she is a wild card and could decide to run off at random. He doesn't outright brainwash her or mind control her, but he just gives her suggestions in a relaxed hypnotic state, and those suggestions just so happen line up with Callie's morals in her mentally unwell mind.

And Callie... she just needs help. She needs that reminder of the good memories she went through. All the times with Marie... when the shades get shot off of her, she still fights with Marie, she's still angry and full of this darkness inside her heart. But when she hears that heavenly melody... all of those positive memories finally rush back into her and she goes "wait... I remember! YEAH!!!" And then she finally reunites with her cousin and gets to have a fresh start with her...

It makes Splatoon 3 more satisfying too as Callie and Marie are so happy together and look back at the past with respect and go "you know, if it wasn't for those events, maybe we wouldn't be the people we are today." That's some incredible stuff man.

And when fan artists properly show that and show Hypno Callie as the girl we know but in a crazed state that needs help, it's some powerful art...

I've seen so much art of Hypno Callie with octopus tentacles around her and her "brainwashing" Marie too and it's so fucking vile and uncomfortable and disgusting to me. Its so gross that people wanna treat Callie like that, you know? It's this weird... disturbing and... here we go....

.....sexual thing the community used to do back in 2017 to 2019. It was an awful time and the VERY SERIOUS AND DISTURBING implications that it brought up are just... WHY?!?!?! GOD WHY?!?! UGHHH!!! You want Callie to be kidnapped, get brainwashed forcefully, lose her memories AND THEN GET SEXUALLY... NO... IM NOT GONNA FINISH THAT! FUCK YOU!!! FUCK OFF!!! HOW DARE YOU!!! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!!!!

Ugh...

...But I'm very glad that fan artists have moved past that weird and uncomfortable phase and are drawing this important arc for Callie in a more visually powerful way.

So yeah, good job Splatoon fan artists! You're doing DAMN great!!!! Now it's time for youtubers and timeline explainers to pick up the slack....

[usuallyrated2stars]

EP 18 SPOILERS (art, then I start discussing full episode thoughts)

I'm sicker than Tissues right now but I HAD to draw SOMETHING. I hope to draw more when I'm feeling better

Anyways, I cannot be the only one who was like "istg if they name that damn hotel PAYJAY". Fan's not even surprised they got together, he's shocked they said the thing...the thing!!

With my delusions out of the way, I have Many Thoughts™. I got my average yearly (and final, probably) dose of a Tissues and Trophy line, which is great. I thought it was a little underwhelming when Cobs pulled out some random sword knife lookin thing, but his voice actor was absolutely GODLIKE.

All of the water-related incidents with Box absolutely kill me now. Jesus.

MePhone4's final scene really feels like a good wrap to him. I was discussing with a friend about how we wanted his story to go, with her thinking it was best for him to let everyone die and for him to move on, and me thinking it was best for him to continue his interest in showbusiness, but what actually happened makes the most sense. He's just gotta go on and do something for himself, just like all of his former contestants are.

Speaking of which, the possibilities of the fates of the contestants have so much potential! I don't really want some spin off from Animation Epic. I want fanfics and comics and headcanons from the community! I have the perfect opportunity to indulge in OC x Canon now, and I can't wait to see what people do with the characters now as they rebuild!! UGHHH I love object shows and their communities!! (Just stay off of Twitter.)

I might make more art stuffs later! (Jam-packed with thoughts, probably, too) Thanks for reading or not!! :D

Edit: OH YEAH BYVTHE F**KING WAY WTH WAS THAT COBS DEATH SCENE??!?!?!? WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WENT "yeah I'm cooking" brother QHAT

[forfucksakesniall]

“Hearts on Hold” - a draft

a sequel to Car's Outside after part 4

𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ*.·:·.✧ ✦✧.·:·.*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Driver!Reader

Word Count: 1,692

A/N: This might be the only part for now. Not sure if I would continue it but I will be doing drabbles about it

The day you left was tough. It was a step towards your personal growth and independence. Yet, deep down, you wanted to be by his side throughout the entire winter break. Your mind was filled with conflicting thoughts.

Why did we leave? 

Because we need to rely on ourselves and not depend on others too much. 

So, does that mean our emotions stem from past issues?

No, not necessarily... maybe. I'm not really sure but that is why we're doing this.

You constantly debate whether you made the right decision or not. However, all doubts disappear when he sends you a text message. Each day, his words bring comfort and kindness. You don't respond much because thoughts of him make your mind race.

You don't intentionally ignore him, but there's a certain pleasure in having alone time, where you can fully immerse yourself in the moment. You've grown typical of being alone, and it feels like home. Some may see it as a lonely existence, but they can't grasp the experience of being solely on yourself.

You found yourself in the Czech Republic, a land rich in history and culture. It's a place that fosters personal growth and development. With its stunning architecture, like the iconic Prague Castle, and its vibrant arts scene. You felt like a princess, wandering through the city in search of love or simply a new adventure. 

As you sat at a charming café, savoring your evening coffee and engrossed in a book, it provided a familiar and comforting feeling.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed, breaking the tranquil atmosphere. You glanced down to see one of many of Lewis' daily text messages.

A day ago, 5:06 PM:

Lew

Good morning! You better manage to squeeze in some workouts today, haha. They already miss you - my niece and nephew. I miss you too, but you already knew that...

Yesterday, 5:44 PM:

Lew

Hey, just checking in to see if you're doing alright. Text me when you can. I miss you. I'll see you soon.

Today, 5:04 PM:

Lew

Still missing you, and Roscoe was looking for you.

Today, 5:10 PM:

Lew

Coachella was absolutely wild! Wish you were here. They kept asking if you were coming. I told them you were off doing something way more exciting. Maybe you'll join me next year, haha.

He persisted in texting you, as he could see that you had received and read his messages. Gosh, he deserves someone better, you thought, prompting you to finally respond.

You

Hey Lewis, sorry for not replying earlier. I'm actually doing really well. Sometimes, I do get a little lost, but that's what makes the adventure exciting, right? I won't tell my current location, haha. I hope I don't run into you here, following me around. I'll see you when I return to Monaco.

You reread the messages you sent, caught up in overthinking the entire situation. Just as you finish, he responds.

Lew

I'll see you back at home.

That familiar, tingling, warm feeling rushes back. You suddenly blush, feeling slightly embarrassed by your public display of emotions.

"Ughhh," you mutter to yourself.

Feeling compelled, you text him once again.

You

I miss you too

You quickly type and send it before locking your phone and slamming it onto the table. Frustrated with yourself, you feel like a silly schoolgirl texting her crush.

Lost in your embarrassment, you're suddenly interrupted as someone taps your shoulder. Your heart starts pounding, echoing in your ears.

You slowly turn around and find yourself face-to-face with none other than Mick Schumacher.

"Mick! W-what brings you here?" you stammer, taken aback by his sudden appearance. You were seated outside a café, with only a wooden fence separating you from the bustling street. Somehow, he still noticed you sitting there while riding his bike.

"Oh, umm... I was giving my friends a tour around Europe, and then I saw you sitting here... I should ask what you're up to," he explains a hint of curiosity in his voice.

You giggle, finding him endearingly cute. You and Mick are friends, or at least colleagues working for the same team. You often have chats and occasionally hang out after training, but you wouldn't say you're incredibly close.

"Yeah, well, it's a long story. In short, I'm on a little adventure for myself, taking a break from everything and just trying to relax. It's really nice to see a familiar face," you reply, feeling a sense of comfort.

"I know, right? Who would have thought?" he responds, sharing your amusement.

"Right?" you giggle in response.

"I should get going. It's great to see you again. I'll catch you at the factory then?" he suggests.

"Yeah, definitely!" you affirm with a smile.

He waves goodbye and starts pedaling away, leaving you with a mix of excitement and warmth in your heart.

✧*̥˚ Timeskip *̥˚✧

Weeks had passed, and it felt like an eternity. Finally, you arrived in Monaco, your home. You had managed to keep a low profile at the airport, although a few people still recognized you. The gossip pages had already spread the word about your return. You had considered texting Lewis, but it seemed unnecessary now that the Instagram gossip pages had made the announcement.

Now, you were in your cozy apartment, a place you called home. It felt warm and comforting, and it was all yours.

During your soul-searching journey, you had disabled all the apps that connected you to the outside world - Instagram, Twitter, emails, and more. Now, you decided to open them again, and your phone buzzed incessantly with notifications. Choosing to mute it, you placed it under your pillow.

"Some people sure missed me," you tell to yourself, looking around the house to find your laptop. It was exactly where you had left it, in the living room.

You opened your emails on the laptop instead and saw several team-related messages about an upcoming meeting. You stared at them for a while, realizing it was time to return to work and face reality.

A tinge of sadness and nervousness crept over you, but you pushed any negative thoughts aside. You didn't want to dwell on the idea that they might not want you or anything pessimistic. It was time to move forward.

A knock interrupts your thoughts, causing a small jolt of surprise.

"Why do people keep scaring me?" you mutter to yourself.

The knocking persists, growing slightly louder.

"I'm coming!" you call out.

Excitement builds within you as you jog to the door, eagerly unlocking and swinging it open without hesitation.

"Hey,"

"Hey..." you respond, your tone revealing a lack of enthusiasm.

"Well, that sounds like you weren't happy to see me," the coach remarks.

"Because I wasn't," you reply, adding a touch of sarcasm to your voice.

He was your performance coach, and truthfully, you were never thrilled to see him. His presence meant returning to rigorous training. You had been working together for a year now, and while there was still a connection, you had been avoiding it since last year due to past issues. 

However, you had undergone a transformation and were now a different person.

"Are you ready to get back out there?" the coach asks.

You gaze at him, newfound determination shining in your eyes.

"Hell yeah," you declare, a wide grin spreading across your face.

Throughout the day, you engaged in scheduling and planning, a common practice among Formula 1 drivers and their performance coaches. You both discussed training sessions, physical workouts, and practice sessions to optimize performance on and off the track. 

Despite feeling exhausted from the earlier flight, the overwhelming flood of missed notifications, and the planning for upcoming races, your determination remained steady.

As the evening grew late, the coach suggested that both of you grab a meal together. You ventured out and decided to go to "La Marée," a renowned eatery in Monaco. 

Stepping out of the car, a swarm of people immediately surrounded you. Cameras flashed, videos recorded, and requests for autographs came from all directions. It was the familiar scene you had missed—the support and admiration from the fans, which warmed your heart. With a wave of gratitude, you bid them farewell and entered the restaurant.

And there he was once more, Mick Schumacher, but this time accompanied by Toto and Susie Wolff. You greeted them warmly and approached closer.

"You've got to stop following me, man. It's becoming quite obvious," you playfully remarked to Mick.

"I could say the same to you!" Mick replied with a grin.

"Well, well, it seems like you two have been keeping tabs on each other," Toto chimed in, joining the conversation.

"Yeah, it certainly seems that way," you said, winking at Mick as he reciprocated. "So, are you guys heading out or...?" you inquired, curious about their plans.

"Yeah, we were just discussing... contracts," Mick added.

Contracts? Already? Why haven't they mentioned anything to me... you wondered, feeling a bit surprised.

Toto's hand gently squeezed your shoulder. "If you checked your emails once in a while, you would have known about yours already," he reassured you.

A sigh of relief escaped you. Thank goodness for that, you thought, realizing you had left your phone under your pillow and hadn't retrieved it before leaving with your coach.

"I had such a great vacation that it completely slipped my mind," you laughed awkwardly.

"We'll be expecting to see you at the factory, alright? We need everyone there," Toto emphasized the importance of your presence.

Then it hit you—Lewis. Where was he? You still haven't texted him.

After conversing for a while, you and your coach went to eat.

You enjoyed a pleasant dinner together before finally parting after arriving at your apartment.

Waving him goodbye, you made your way upstairs to your apartment. As you opened the door, you noticed that the living room was illuminated. Have you forgotten to turn off the lights? Perhaps your coach had left them on.

As you approached to switch off the lights, you froze. There, laying on your couch, was someone unexpected.

It was Lewis.

Lewis Hamilton had fallen asleep, patiently waiting for your return home.

[son1c]

Ask so long I had to write it in a Google Doc… 422 words btw. If you were wondering.

All of your designs are so interesting, Lovelyn, but I’ve picked out a few!

First of all... the kitty. Chimera Sonic ilysm <3 I want to hug him but he'd bite my face off. So creature. The mere concept is so interesting because Sonic's whole thing is being a hero, and now he's a monster. Who kills people. Which is exactly what Sonic does not want to do. Ughhh many thoughts (I'm going to watch that anime I swear)

And then there's Gale!! Wings :D Just love him so much. Overpowered little thang with an awesome hat, who then loses power at the end and can’t ever really be whole again ever. Compared with Bermuda (also on the list)?? They're even more opposites than canon Sonic and Shadow are, and it's already an interesting dynamic with them. It's like if you stretched them to the most extreme sides of the spectrum, and yet... also many thoughts

Bonus Bermuda mention again! Tragic fishy (I love sirens). I like his wings, they're really cool and very functional too. I can just imagine him opening them up to look bigger/more menacing. And the color palette rocks!!

And Teddy!! Ignoring the “typical” Sonic character body shape? Hell yeah!! I love it when OCs are just a normal guy. With paws. Shadow and Teddy are the cutest methinks. My comfort ship fr. Because I can’t hug Chimera Sonic I will hug Teddy instead <3

I can’t forget Jack, either. Ultimate girl boyfriend. The bestest rival. I love when people break “typical” Sonic character rules. I also love her fluff. If I were her I’d have as much ego too. She deserves it.

And last but definitely not least, the Falling Stars duo. I love all three of Sonic’s designs, especially the robot one (although he wouldn’t be as enthusiastic as I am about it), and Shadow is an epic guy with identity issues. Honestly, one of my favorite things to think about is Sonic with amnesia, and with Shadow is a bonus. I love your take on it.

I love all of your designs and I would yap more (about Three and Fibula and Bullet too), but this is bordering on essay length and I don’t know if making it any longer is a good idea. Your brain is so big!! And your art style is so beautiful!! I definitely made the best choice following you <3 

THANK YOUUUUU

[ryuichirou]

Replies

About Ace/Fellow, about fem!Idia and boobies, about f!Floyd/m!Riddle and femdom in general…

Anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm not sure if this is allowed or not but would it be alright for me to write something that's inspired by your friday the 13th drawing of idia and the octotrio? - @sevensinswithin

Hi, Anon! First of all, thank you very much for enjoying that artwork and for being inspired by it. I really mean it: it means a lot, and I am very happy that you felt vibes from it that got you into a creative mode, so to speak.

I’ll be very honest with you; I am a bit conflicted on this one. Technically, it isn’t a proper AU yet, and with no story attached to it yet I can’t really say that it’s not allowed. However, it’s a very personal piece to us since it’s our anniversary drawing from last year, so I am hesitant to say yes. There is just too much personal meaning put into it, even if it is just a drawing of the boys being creeps.

I don’t like refusing stuff like that and restricting others from creating art, on a lot of levels it feels wrong, but with some drawings I can’t help but feel this way. I hope you don’t take it personally because I really appreciate you even asking me about it. I am very sorry.

Anonymous asked:

Malleus i love you, stop trying to make me simp for you more than sebek

He is doing it on purpose, Anon. And he doesn’t even feel bad about it, he is so smug!

Anonymous asked:

i’ve recently developed the desire to ship ace x fellow and have no one to talk about it with.

them both being tricksters is so good!

currently imagining an alt playful land where Fellow takes ace under his wing grooming him into the business and ace sacrificing his friends.

sorry for using your ask box for this but ughhh

also i love your work!.

First of all, thank you for sharing and thank you for enjoying our stuff!! <3

Second of all, this is such a good ship! EXACTLY because Ace is like a fox puppy that could get coerced by Fellow to join and help. He would definitely be very useful to him, and the idea of Ace choosing Fellow instead of NRC and his friends is so wrong in a good way! Because the first thought is like, how could you, Ace? But with Fellow’s unique magic and overall, and Ace being prone to breaking rules and easily buying the lifestyle that Fellow is presenting to him, it’s so easy to imagine.

The Fellow + Gidel duo would become a trio, and Ace’s signature card tricks would invite the attention of a lot of fools whose money they would steal… isn’t it romantic?

But also of course, Fellow being a way older partner and Ace being a sly little brat makes their dynamic even more fun. It’s so easy to picture flirtations interactions and even more.

Good taste, Anon~

Anonymous asked:

…..

So Idia is a boobie girl, huh?

(likely related to a comic from ko-fi)

Hmmm, I think it was something similar to cuteness aggression. For some reason, she really really really felt like squeezing it at that exact moment, and lost the interest just as quickly. It happens from time to time, partially because she has less filter around Azul. Idia is not super obsessed with her boobs, but since she herself is pretty flat, big and heavy ones are pretty unusual and spark her interest!

(Also, we got an ask about this topic that requires a longer reply, so I’ll talk about all of girlies… at some point!)

Anonymous asked:

Opinion on fem dom and a male sub? Like fem Floyd on a male Riddle?

How would sex work? Would Floyd peg riddle since the dom is the one penetrating?

Hmm, good question, Anon 🤔 We actually do get ships like that every now and then (in fact it’s one of rare het ship dynamics that we enjoy lol), so it would be a lie to say that it’s a complete “no”; but as things always are with female+male couples for us, we aren’t as interested in those, so it’s harder to imagine things. So while I wouldn’t necessarily be against f!Floyd/m!Riddle, this isn’t where my brain naturally goes…

Unfortunately, I don’t really like pegging; otherwise it would have been a good solution. But somehow shoving an object in Riddle’s butt doesn’t feel as off for some reason?? And a finger too; luckily, this tall lady has very long and strong ones. Stay strong, Riddle…

In some rare situations, despite the obvious contradiction to our usual principles, the dom could be penetrated; you know the pose when the guy lies down missionary-style and has his legs lifted up despite his peen penetrating the lady, and the lady basically fucks him like that? Something among those lines. But once again, it’s very hit-or-miss, and I can’t quite explain logically when it works and when it doesn’t. 🤔

I feel like I just made it more confusing that it was before lol so let me say things that I am 100% sure of: boy Riddle would absolutely get destroyed by fem!Floyd, and his entire world would filled with nonsensical ideas about girls needing to be ladies and virgins and wives would be brutally shattered by her acting crudely, suffocating him with her tits, playing with his butt, overstimulating him, and marking him with her fluids. Riddle probably won’t get inside her, but her rubbing against him would make Riddle feel just as violated… maybe even more so because he couldn’t do anything “like a man”.

[michixoxo]

how abt headcanons for uno cast getting a lil spicy with their so somewhere public 👀

i like your funny words magic man 👀 (top main cast x bottom reader)

John

has shame but is also a menace

first time it happens you're at the mall, much to his abhor.

you practically had to drag him with you to every store and literally dragged him into the fitting rooms.

"ughhh, are we done yet?", he says, leaning against the closed door, acting as a sort of guard dog and an effective one at that.

"hng... can you— john, can you help me?", he hums slightly in confusion. help? with what? but he doesn't voice his concerns as he swings open the wooden door and—

oh. oh fuck.

you have your back turned towards him, facing the mirror as you look at the mini skirt/short that is just a bit too small. so small, that he can see every outline of your bottom, including your cute panties/boxers.

he stands like a deer in headlights, having half the mind to shut the door as quickly as he can. "can you help me take it off?", you say. he gulps nervously.

he does, like any good boyfriend. and don't mind how his fingers linger at certain areas that have you gasping and moaning and trembling for him. "john...~"

fuck, when you say his name like that, how can he resist?

"c-can—fuck— can I, babe?"

people hear you, but you're worth all the disgusted faces. don't worry, he'll glare at everyone while supporting your limping body.

Sera

no shame but also has common sense

you're at school (nasties) when it happens.

its around the end of school, when all the clubs get together before starting their meets. neither of you feel like going home/dorms at the moment so you sit up at the rooftop together simply chatting.

underneath the surface, you're half fucking pissed. she's here with you, yet she's glued to her screen like a maniac. and who's she chatting? john fucking doe. your last straw is when he sends her a post workout picture, shirtless. you can see the corners of her lips tick up. oh? is that what gets her riled up? hm.

petty, you take off your own shirt. her widened eyes lock onto yours then to your torso, your bra/pecs on display. a confused smirk graces her pretty lips.

"what the hell? i mean, not complaining but—", you press your hand down on her phone, lowering it.

"sera... pay attention to me.", you say, eyes looking down at hers as you almost pout. you press a kiss onto her neck. then another. then another.

"wait... anyone could come up here, I heard Arlo gave permission to the martial arts club to use the roof...", she says, hands already tangling in your hair and across your nape.

"you should be quiet then.", you whisper into her neck, sending electric tingles down her very spine.

a few students hear, due to a few thuds pounded against the ceilings of the lower floor, but it also doesn't take a genius to find out what happened after looking at you two's messed up uniforms, her bra strap visible from the drooping white uniform.

Arlo

has common sense, shame, and a reputation to uphold

he's not one to indulge in PDA, let alone initiate physical contact and maintain it. so, it obviously gets rough when you want to be close to him and he turns into a glorified brick wall.

you understand his love language isn't touch, but would it kill him to compromise for you? you sigh, then steel your nerves as you look at the classroom's clock. today, you're throwing a Hail Mary!

the bell rings and you practically drag him from his classroom. "something wrong?", he says, as you drag him by his tie towards the abandoned janitor's closet that has quickly turned into the school's make out spot.

"did i do something?", he ask, tilting his head as he's "pressed", because he could easily fling you to mars, against the wall. you press a finger to his soft lips. "shush.", your hands run down his torso slowly as you maintain eye contact.

its only when you begin unbuckling his belt, still looking at him with those pretty fucking eyes, that he hurriedly says something. "are you crazy? there's a million people passing by. they'll hear. fuck, we're at school for christ's sake—", he has half the mind to try and stop you as you get down on your knees, unzipping his trousers.

"so? i bet they'd all love to hear you, arlo, getting the best head of his life.", he groans, feeling your breath on him. he doesn't realize when his hand presses against your head, soft on each of your follicles. "you're gonna be the death of me.", he sighs, you smirk.

"don't just wrap your lips around it, you know what to do, don't you?"

passing students are mortified at what they hear, not knowing who's inside. you lose your voice and arlo pays cecile hush money, she being the only one to figure it out.

Remi

too pure for this cruel world.

you're both the first ones to the safe house meeting. you walked together since both isen and blyke were too busy dealing with plot-convenient-shenanigans to come along.

she slumps down on a nearby beanbag while you lean against the wall near her. "ahh... its nice to relax every once in a while. i hope everyone can feel this way when they step inside."

that's sweet, but relaxing is the last thing you're doing. not when your eyes are focused on the way her thighs rub together in pursuit of warmth. not when you can see her absolute territory, barely hidden by the skirt of her uniform.

you wouldn't call yourself a freak, nor would you say you're excessively horny. but you'd be lying if you said remi didn't bring out that side of you.

you check your phone, there's at least 10 minutes until the safe house meeting officially starts. it's dangerous, but...

"remi?", "huh?" she hums, her eyes focused on you as you kneel in front of her and rest your head on her thighs. she suddenly becomes acutely aware of the blush creeping up her neck. even more aware of the kisses creeping up her thigh.

"what are you—?!" she exclaims, her hands reaching out to cover her face, though her fingers part so she can still look at you with morbid curiosity. you whisper over her fleshy skin, "blyke and isen won't be here any time soon. neither will the rest of the members." you say, implications obvious.

"y-you don't know that. anyone can walk in soon!", she says, watching as you get closer towards the hidden core beneath her skirt. despite her words, her legs part ever so gently to make way for you.

"then we should be fast, yeah? i'll take good care of you~" you say, batting your eyelashes innocently as your hands find purchase on her milky thighs.

she glances away, biting at her finger demurely. she then looks back at you with sort of glimmer in her eyes.

"make it quick okay.."

when blyke and isen get there, they ask

Blyke

very shameful, common sense, but also weak to temptation.

a couple that gyms together, stays together. or at least, you hope so, as you do a video workout while blyke benches to the side.

you spend a good two hours or so on your little gym date before you decide to call it a wrap. you head over to him and—

the sweat on his muscles arms and dripping down his forehead backs you stumble slightly, as if you forgot how handsome your boyfriend is.

his v-neck tank top lets your imagination run wild as the sweat drips down from his jaw, to his neck, to his collar bone, and then down where your eyes can't see.

you're brought back to your senses when he says your name.

"y/n? you alright?" he says, blushing slightly as he no doubt saw your eyes raking over him like a prized piece of meat.

you nod, feeling the last of your restraint slip away. your mind begins turning as you wonder how in the world you're gonna get this man on top, below, or beside you in every position.

both of you live in the dorms and you aren't carrying any cash on you, making a hotel room on both of your debit cards rather suspicious. but, you do think of one thing...

"you are insane!" you shush him to keep quiet. sure, entering the men's locker room with him might not be the wisest idea. but it's late at night and you're positive no one will intrude.

you drag him into an individual shower and close the curtain behind you both. you hold him by the sides of his head, fingers tangling in red hair, and kiss him.

"we're gonna get caught!", he whispers, you kiss.

"ngh, this is unsanitary y'know..." he points out, you kiss.

"...", "oh? someone's quiet—!" you try to finish your sentence, but he interrupts by pushing you up against the tiled walls. you giggle, turning on the shower with your free hand.

the chill water runs down your heated skin...

while no one notices you while you're going at it, nor when you walk out with more flushed faces than when you came in, you are never step back into the establishment again. whether that be because of blyke's embarrassment, or that they checked the cameras and you are no longer welcome...

Isen

evenly matched with shame and common sense. both, he has little...

apparently, the press club has gotten some new renovations. well, it's as renovated as a school club deserves to be...

one of the new additions is a teacher's old desk and chair that they so happened to give to the newspaper club. a desk where the bottom half of the seated person can't be seen...

now, you watch as your man child of a boyfriend spins around with a decisively evil grin, reminiscent of the Grinch, as he spins a pen in his hand.

"enjoying yourself?", you ask with a tilt of your head as you sit on the wooden desk. "it might be the only good thing about becoming the head of the press." he says matter-of-factly, before his expression freezes and he then solemnly hangs his head in his hand.

"my freedom..." it seems he remembered how badly he doesn't want this position...

"cheer up," you say, using your foot to pull the chair closer to you. you pat his head, "everyone's gonna be following your orders now. looking up to the best member of the press. doesn't that make you happy?" you try to comfort.

"no. why would it?" ...okay, don't know what you expected...

"...I guess you being the head benefits me more than you." he looks up at you, "what do you mean?" you giggle, "i'll get all my articles approved by my very own boyfriend. is this what nepotism feels like? am i nepo baby?"

he leans back in his chair with a pssh. "as if. rather than nepo baby, they'll just say you're sleeping your way to the top." he adds with a playful roll of his eyes.

suddenly, you're feeling a little playful yourself.

you get off the desk, standing in the slim gap between you and his chair. then, with a hand on his thigh, you kneel down.

he blushes, taken aback, "what're you doing?" you open your mouth to explain when someone opens the door to the press room.

you hide beneath the desk, the only light coming from the gaps in between where isen is seating. the person seems to have a question and an article to turn in, but that isn't your priority. not as you're unbuttoning and zipping your boyfriend's pants down.

"o-oh— y-you wanted to ask about whether you can make an a-a—! ahem, article about cecile being replaced...?" your giggles are muffled as you laugh at how isen struggles with keeping his attention on the other press member while your mouth envelops him.

"h-hm. it's a little too—hm! um, soon. yes, yes— yes, too soon. we should have some c-consideration for cecile, shouldn't we? yes, fuck yes— yes, we should!" it only takes another minute for the person to leave, and the moment they do, you feel as isen paints your throat white.

while you're certain the person definitely thinks isen has some issues now, all's well that ends well when nobody else finds out.

you'll have to thank that teacher one day...

[bareee]

are you planning to ship your tav with any of the companions? youve mentioned that the main 6 he would considsr too young but halsin or someone along those lines? i think the mutual stability in their characters would soften each others edges in a very sweet way but if you plan to keep your tav single i think their friendship would be extremely interesting too! will minthara get killed or added to the party? im so excited to see how all the characters resolve their arcs and how the creche and moonrise and everything else goes :D your art is so gorgeous too!!! the way you draw all of the characters is just so good <333 you really catch all the aspects of them that make people adore this game and thats such an amazing skill to have!!! i hope you have a good whatever it is when you read this!!!!!

Imma try keepin this short…but I doubt it’s gonna be XD

1. ‘Ppreciate ya~ happy ya enjoy my mess XD even though Im always over in the corner muttering about my poor consistency that drives me crazy

2. I’ve said this many times I’m pretty sure as replies to comments lost in the void somewhere, Through the 2 full playthroughs I’ve done, I didnt care to romance cause I couldn’t help but cringe myself even at the gale and Astarion stuff I couldn’t get away from. Im not good at romancy stuff movin so quickly like the game puts ya through,so I was dyin. And ‘in game wise’ Mark is like how Jaheria is, I’ve found thats the best way to put it. He’s gone through enough for himself to handle already at this point in his background story, and the best way to describe it is he’s just tired. Maybe in post game he’ll warm up, I think Imma leave that up to all yal and yer votin’ honestly. I’ve thought about it for a bit now and yal’s choices in Mark’s story I give you directing who he grows close to works well for me as I warm up to these goofballs, course as I said It’d still be more post game when he relaxes with stuff like that depending on what path yal put him on.

3. Kinda related to #2, Half of the main six are too young, not all. Gale is i think literally Mark’s age if not close and if I ignore elves and their age weirdness, Astarion and Shadowheart are fine. If/when the vote options open Mark up more to someone, Wyll,Karlach, and Laezel will never be more than family/kids to him. Nu….

4.We’ll get to Halsin…. I know I say that a lot when he comes up, but ughhh…. I will say I agree him and Mark have a lot they share and can grow together, but the horny side of Halsin drove me insane in the game and really made it where it was hard to talk to him cause the niceness felt so….uggghhh…. I’ll get to it,I’ll get to it, I’m gettin around that part of Halsin that loves to be constantly shoved in front… but aghhhh. Jaheria’s my favorite outta the side peeps obviously XD and Minsc is fun

5. Spoiler, I’m letting yal decide on if Minthara stays around! Wooooo, we’ll get thereeee XD And if yal choose to keep her alive it wont mean other peeps leave like the game does, we’ll see how that goessss. Halsin and wyll and whoever else will stay around of course, Wyll’s adorable and yal ain’t takin em away from me. In my playthroughs I could never go her route officially, never will. Little baby tieflings too cute, I refuse…

Think that’s all of it, woooooo I did ittttt! Hope I make senseeeeee yaaaay