Being honest, I haven't watched a single chapter of the human spin off of my little pony. But if there was a crossover of it with og!Cale on it (preferably as the main character, but aceptable as a support character as long as his characterization is not reduced to the role of trash he acted or 'dumb/stupid, hot headed idiot'), I would read it.
Oh, so you say friendship is magic? Well, og!Cale needs friends damn it.
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His eyes are the same.
You should’ve known better than to think this time would be any different. You should’ve gone into a different career but your heart always belonged to helping others, to protecting others. You knew that no matter if you did go into something other than the military you would always end up here however, at the same moment where his fate was sealed forever.
You find each other, whether you intend for it to happen or not.
It’s fate. Destiny. He’d laugh at you if you said that to him.
“No such thing, bonnie. My choices are my own.” He’d tell you but you’ve met him enough times to know that it’s written in the stars you’re meant to meet.
He greets you with a smile every time, a twinkle in his beautiful blue eyes as he outstretches his hand for you to take. Recently he only gives you a shake, the other times he may have kiss the back of your hand or bowed to you.
“John MacTavish,” he stands proud and shakes your hand, introducing himself as if you have never met. “But you can just call me Soap.”
He doesn’t remember you, he never does despite the fact that he’s drawn to you every time.
To him you’re a stranger he eventually falls in love with, to you he’s the love of your life you get to fall in love with again and again even when you don’t mean to.
You can’t help it. Not when he looks at you with the same eyes that have bore into your soul, not when he has the same heart that has given you everything you desired.
Not when he leaves you so early.
You’ve tried countless times to stop it, you’ve tried to not fall in love. You hope this time it’ll work but deep down you know it won’t.
Especially as Soap grins at you and wraps an arm around your shoulders to pull you close, his eyes softening into an all familiar look as he takes in your features. He wants to kiss you but he hasn’t confessed yet, though you know he will eventually.
He makes it hard every time.
You hope this is the last time.
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I love just
making unnecessarily complicated designs LMAO
IDK if I'll draw them much, but it tickles my brain in a good way, the amount of detail does.
Also, I mentioned when reblogging a Hades 2 post that I love love LOVE witch/whimsigoth aesthetics? Yeah well thats basically my Undertale AU JHDSGHFSDHGSDJH
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this is based off of a post that I saw on here on how Simon's ass was going to be cursed one way or another and so....
yeah.
Basically Simon and Betty on one of their expeditions come across the porcelain lamb and Simon gets his ass sent to the spirit world for 1000 years unable to interact with anything around him.
I'll post more stuff about this AU lol (I'm still working some things out in my head) But I do have some more things to torture Simon with :)
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ari give me dbf!jake thots pls oh my god
a heheh giggle maybe like
jake slips into your room while your dad’s in the next room. he’d catch you with your legs spread wide and your bottom lip caught between your teeth as your nimble fingers rub tight circles into your clit, your panties slipped to the side.
he watches for a few moments, salivating at the sight of you so desperate to get off and the sound of your concealed cries as you prod at your entrance. his cock strains against the fabric and his hand lowers to rub over the bulge before he inches towards you.
you take in his presence, skin tingling when he gently parts your legs further to make space for himself. jake's tongue licks a broad stripe up your clothed cunt and he hums before he slowly tugs them down your legs.
"look so fuckin' pretty spread for me, doll," he presses a kiss right above your clit and fists your panties in his hand.
your back arches, legs wrapping around his broad shoulders to pull him closer to your needy cunt, "please, do something. please, please, please,” you whine out, your heels digging into his shoulder blades.
jake bares his fangs, his hand coming down harsh on your clit, "quiet, kid.” he hisses as he reaches to stuff the fabric in your mouth, “now shut up before you get us caught.”
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