#welp see y’all in a month

[thegreateggbandit]

Hello! So @dukeoftrash and I will be dropping off the face of the earth for about a month. This means we won’t be online for a while - so no we are not ignoring you!

I’m a small blog so I doubt anyone will really notice but on the odd chance someone notices I just POOFED away I didn’t want to stress them out!

If you want to colour or line my art, go for it! Just credit me of course! I’m also going to schedule a couple drawings and posts so it’s more like I’ll become a Tumblr ghost (Spooky >:3 )

See you all in a month-ish!

[the-thing-withfeathers]

SAVE A HORSE…

a/n: this is part 1 to a two or three part series!! this is probably the first time i’ve written anything in a LONG ASS TIME. but i hope y’all enjoy it, i’ll be writing more of cowgirl!mads soon. i was gonna do it all in one go but i realise this shit is CHUNKY AS HELL 😫 so please be patient with me while i get part 2 out! i promise y’all it’ll get steamier, i just gotta set the scene!

update: read part 2 here!

pairing: cowgirl!madison beer x f!reader

tws: parental arguments, eventual smut, mention of horse shit— literally.

summary: you’re a little bit of a delinquent and your parents have had enough. they send you to your grandparents farm where you’re put to the test and humbled to the bone. however, they have an incredibly hot farmhand that just might make it all worth it.

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“we didn’t raise you to be like this.”

“well, who else did?!”

sitting at the back of your parents’ truck, it was almost reminiscent of the back of the police car. you were on your way to a different kind of prison anyways. your parents were talking over the faint noise of the radio while you sat in silence.

you were on your way to your grandparents’ farm. it was hard to believe that your bull-wrangling nan & pop were so different from your corporate parents, you begin to wonder how your mom was raised on that land.

as the truck came to a stop, your parents turned around to face you.

“hey kiddo, it’s only temporary. you know we’re only doing this cause we love you…”

“whatever.” you said, blowing a raspberry at them while you took your earphones out and tucked them into your bag’s side pocket.

your parents turned back to face each other, sheepish smiles starting to form on their faces. they began to question if they were doing the right thing, but as far as you were concerned, there wasn’t any going back from here.

you saw an older couple start to walk towards the driveway, massive smiles on their faces like they didn’t have a care in the world. your dad stepped out of the driver’s seat to shake your grandfather’s hand while your mom gave your grandmother a hug. you watched them talk for a while before your dad opened your door up.

“dad… please… i’ll do anything…” you whispered as the smell of fresh manure hit your nostrils.

“this is anything.” he muttered before turning to the back of the truck and grabbing two luggages out.

you sighed in defeat and hopped out of the truck, lugging your backpack along with you. your grandparents looked at you with pity, they know what happened but it seems like they’re the first people not to hold it against you. your grandmother slowly approached, opening her arms as you walked towards her and gave her a stiff hug.

“i’m sorry sweetie, i know you would probably prefer to stay home. but we’ll try and do right by you as much as we can, alright?” she whispered softly into your ear. it took everything in you not to break down right then and there. after all, you haven’t seen your grandparents in a while, who were you to start crying out of nowhere?

your grandfather stood behind your grandmother with a sad smile. you two used to be so close when you were a kid. in his old age, he never failed to chase you around while you were still a bundle of energy. you know he tried not to show it but you couldn’t help but see disappointment behind those eyes.

“welp, that’s the last of it.” your dad walked back down the driveway, you hadn’t even realised that your parents walked your luggage all the way to the house already.

“you’re not staying for dinner?” your grandfather asked.

“nah, not a long drive ahead of us.” your mom said, standing next to her dad to give him a hug.

your parents & grandparents exchanged goodbyes before your parents walked up to you.

“six months, that’s all it is. then we’ll be right back.” your mom reassured you. she tried to hug you but you stepped back. she huffed. “you’ll be grateful, y’know?” she said, her tone a bit more harsh. she turned sharply and walked her way back to the car.

your dad just gave you a wave, noticing that interaction you had. he thought it would be better to just keep his distance. all you did was nod at him.

they drove off into the sunset, leaving you behind. in the middle of nowhere.

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your grandparents had dinner set up on the table before you even got there. it smelled amazing, you’ll give them that. you were starved from the drive, choosing to hang back from the pit stop.

they both sat down, inviting you to join them. the first few minutes of dinner were silent, to be fair though, you were kind of wolfing down the chili that grandma had cooked. you put some on your plate then it was gone in the blink of an eye.

your grandfather cleared his throat.

“you know, despite everything. we’re glad to have you here. it’s been a really long time since you’ve come to visit the farm. we’ve always come to the city but… this might be a blessing in disguise.” he said through the spoonful of chili in his mouth. you almost laughed at the sight of him, cracking a smile instead.

“it looks like how i remember it, pop.” you shrugged, glancing around the dining room.

“we try to keep it that way, baby.” your grandma chimed in. “this place is full of memories. memories are meant to be remembered!” she said with a jump in her tone.

“i’m going to disappoint you both. you know i’m not made for farm work.” you sneered a little bit, thinking of the 6am wake-up—

“5am wake upright not your thing?” fuck.

thinking of the 5am wake up— was not sitting well with you.

“no. not at all.” you shook your head, pushing your plate backwards. “i don’t even see animals on a daily basis, the most we get in the city are pigeons. i don’t even have the right clothes!”

“we took care of that!” your grandma excitedly said. “you’ve got enough clothes to last you a week then you’ll have to wash them. we tried to keep it as stylish as possible.”

you know she was just trying to make you feel better. there was no way you were going to be able to pull off the expected flannel get-up.

silence fell over the table as your grandparents finished their food as well. you stood up from the table, ready to head to your bedroom.

“oh— well— now hang on sweetie—“ your grandmother interjected. “you have to excuse yourself… and even then, someone’s gotta help with the washing up.”

you frozen in place and sighed dejectedly. you start clumsily piling the plates together and heading for the sink. you had no idea what you were doing, lazily scrubbing the plates.

when you were done, you made your way up to your bedroom where the open closet was full of new clothes. you knew you would have to work double time to pull them off. your thoughts were interrupted by footsteps.

“you can sleep in tomorrow but you’ll be expected to join us in checking on everything. it’ll be general upkeep. you’ll also meet our best farmhand, she’ll mainly be the one showing you the ropes around here.” your grandmother stood at the doorway. you simply nodded at her and rubbed your eyes.

“night, dear.” she said, stepping back and walking back down the hallway.

“night…” you mumbled, too soft for her to hear.

you changed yourself into a matching pajama set, you stuck out like a damn sore thumb. you’d have to figure out something else to wear to bed if you wanted to avoid all the teasing.

safe to say, as your eyes fell shut almost immediately, tomorrow was going to be hard.

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as much as you would’ve liked to sleep in until the double digits, your grandparents failed to tell you that they trained a rooster.

you yawned as you started to stir, covering your ears to drown out the endless crowing of this damned rooster. you shut your eyes as tight as you could but nothing seemed to work. you opened your phone to see that first and foremost, there were barely any bars around but enough to get decent signal. secondly, it was 5am— they really meant it when they said 5am wake-up call. you slowly sat up in bed, glancing over at your suitcases then glancing over at your closet. you had a choice to make.

after about eight wardrobe changes, you made your way downstairs in a red & black flannel tucked into some high rise blue jeans. your grandparents were already at the table eating some breakfast.

“well this is a surprise. i take it you’ve met sunny.” your grandfather snorted.

“sunny?” you asked.

“the rooster.” he laughed softly. “he’s a bit relentless. sorry darl, i know you wanted to sleep in. but hey, you’ll be regulating your sleep schedule in no time—“ your grandfather was cut off by the backdoor swinging open.

oh. my. god.

when your grandparents said farmhand, you were expecting a bucktoothed scrawny cowboy from buttfuck nowhere. this woman was gorgeous.

dark brunette with highlights. piercing brown eyes that you couldn’t stop looking away from. an open blue flannel tied up where a low cut gray tanktop could be seen. high rise jeans that were just ever so slightly lighter than yours. a beige cowgirl hat sitting perfectly on her head.

“good mornin’ sir, ma’am.” and a fucking southern drawl to die for.

“madison! this is our granddaughter.” your grandfather said from the table. “why don’t you join us for breakfast and get to know each other a little bit better.”

you stood there stunned, you have no idea if you drooled a little bit.

“sure thing, sir. you know i love the food in this household.” she took her hat off, resting it on one of the hooks by the door. “thank you, ma’am.” she said as your grandmother served her a plate. she sat down on the side with two empty chairs, prompting you to sit down next to her.

you slowly lowered yourself into the chair, still looking over at her.

“what? did you expect a man?” madison felt your eyes on her.

“maybe.” you choked out, slowly serving yourself a plate. “not that i’m complaining. i’m actually kind of glad that you aren’t a man.” you shrug.

“oh honey—“ honey?! “i’m so much better.”

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the next hour was absolutely dreadful. your grandparents tasked madison with showing you around the farm. you thought they’d come along until they were loading up your grandfather’s truck, saying how they had to go to the shops. you also thought you knew the farm well enough in your memories, you were completely wrong.

madison took you around the farm in her truck. from the unfenced area that your grandfather and her had yet to finish from the massive pile of stinking manure where they wanted to start a garden, it was hard to keep your eyes off her. the hat on her head, her hand on the stickshift that should be between—

“my favorite place! the barn.” she stopped the truck, parking it just in front of an incredibly large big red barn. has that always been there? “your grandparents expanded it since you were a kid.”

“you talk like you’re so much older than me. you look my age.”

“well, that’s for me to know and you to find out.” she hopped out of the truck, waiting for you to follow.

the truck being so high up made you need to jump. you heard her chuckle softly witnessing the sight. “shut up. i’ll get the hang of it.”

“i’m sure you will.” she said, pulling open the door. immediately, you heard stomping. horses.

“caring for the animals will be the most tasking thing here. i know it sounds more appealing than shovelling dirt but dirt doesn’t have hooves!” she said, walking towards a beautiful brown stallion. “i’ve made it my personal goal to make sure that you and this fella get at least past acquaintances.” she put her boot on one of the hinges on the low door keeping his stable closed, swinging herself over and sitting down on the door. “this is stanley.”

“stanley? i was expecting a different name.” you snickered.

“hey, your grandpa named him. you’ll have to ask him about the name.” she pet stanley’s head gently, he let out noises that you weren’t sure were affectionate or grumpy.

you took a step forward, reaching your hand out to the stallion. he immediately snorted and took several steps back, shaking his head while madison pulled on his reigns to calm him.

“woaaah, buddy.” she said, patting his head. “he doesn’t warm up to people very often.” she said with a laugh before turning to face you. your face was dropped like you’d just been kicked in the gut. in your head, you were asking yourself if your energy was so bad that not a single animal would like you.

“they have so many animals.” you whispered, breaking your gaze away from stanley & madison, trying to fill the silence. you were slightly intimidated by the noises in the barn. oinks, bleeting, more that you couldn’t identify. you were sure they had even more animals than that too. you wrapped your arms around yourself, trying to calm the anxiety.

madison looked over at you, dismounting the door she was sitting on. she came closer to you.

“it’ll be okay. you’ll get the hang of it.” she reassured you with a smile. “when your grandparents told me about you and yours, i thought you’d be more… snappy— angry about this. coming from the city, i mean.”

“i’m not. i’m not angry. i’m just gonna let my grandparents down—“ you scoffed suddenly. “i don’t know why i’m telling you this anyway.” you walked off, shutting yourself off and looking around at all the other stables.

“there’s the snappy!” madison called after you, following shortly after.

you kept walking as the sound of her boots followed.

“hey, you’ll be alright. it took me a while to get on stanley’s good side too.” she said, trying to reassure you again.

“uh huh.” you said, “but you aren’t me.”

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when your grandparents returned home, you and madison were just getting back from your trip. madison immediately hopped out of the truck before it even stopped to help your grandparents. you stayed back until she signalled for you to help too— were you really that out of touch?

you walked towards your grandfather, taking the bags from him. “here, let me.” you said and he shot you a surprised smile, watching you walk into the house.

when all the bags were moved in, the sun was just about to set.

“would you like dinner, madison?” your grandmother asked. you eyed the brunette as you helped put away the groceries, your grandfather showing you where everything went.

“no, thank you, ma’am. i better be getting back home. my family will be waiting for me.” she said, walking towards the front door.

“well, thanks for all your hard work today. we appreciate you being part of the welcome party.” your grandma joked. “we’ll see you again tomorrow.” she said, handing madison a handful of cash. she nodded and tipped her hat at you.

“was nice to meet you, snappy.” she said, smirking at you. you felt your breath hitch in your throat from the newly acquired nickname. you only waved in response.

maybe the farm wouldn’t be so bad after all.

[tinkerbelle05]

How about a 1016 miles x fem reader where his mom catches them kissing in his room 😭😭 I feel Rio would not play

Caught Red Handed

Characters: 1610!Miles Morales x Black!Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff & slight Angst

Summary: (Requested) Thanks beautiful ♥️

Warnings: awkwardness, snooping parents, Rio’s rage

A/N: Omg Rio would never play like that. I think it took a lot of convincing for you and Miles to be in the same room. Welp that's gone now. Also for my own peace of mind, Miles and Reader is 16+

You loved kissing Miles. You loved leaving a trail of kisses on his jaw, traveling down to his neck, and traveling further down into the depths of his collarbone.

You were doing it right now. Both of you laying on his bed with you draped over his body and his hands on your thighs for stability. You heard a chuckle under his breath and you paused to look at him.

“That made you tickle,” it was more of a statement, an observation really, than a question. He didn’t answer, just avoided your eyes. You took your finger and lightly trailed leaving goosebumps in it’a wakes, leaving him a laughing mess.

“You're such a tease,” he grumbles and kisses your lips.

The both of you were so entrapped in your own world that you didn’t hear Miles’ door opening, and you most definitely didn’t notice Rio standing at the doorway with lunch in her hands.

“What are you two doing?!” You hear a yell. It sounded too much like Ms. Morales for your liking.

Both of you froze with fear and slowly turned around to see a fuming Ms. Morales. She was gripping the tray for dear life and fierce glare on her face.

You practically jump off Miles, white hot embarrassment fills every part of your body. You avoid her line of sight as you brace yourself for the inevitable verbal lashing. You don’t even dare to look at Miles, not even a secret glance in his general direction.

“So this is why y’all wanna keep the door closed all the time huh?” She questions and laughs in a mocking tone.

“Mom-“

“Don’t,” she cuts him off harshly. She closes her eyes and pinches the bridge of her nose. She opens them and they land in the space between you and Miles. “Have you two..?”

“No, we haven't,” Miles answers quickly, and somehow your embarrassment grew deeper.

She gives out a sigh and pinches her nose, “Okay, okay that's good because I will not become a grandmother right now, do you both understand?”

Both of you nod in unison. There was something more terrifying about her calm rage. It made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up in anxiety.

She clears her throat, “Since neither of you clearly paid enough attention during sex-ed in school, I will re-teach you.”

“Huh? Mami please no. You really don’t have to,” Miles protested while you sink further into despair.

She ignores Miles and grabs a chair to sit in, “Okay so when..”

This was going to be a long night but it could definitely have been worse.

“Oh and you both are severely grounded for at least a month,” she adds before she continues on.

It was one of the worst 30 minutes of your life. Ms. Morales went really in depth on every subject related to sex education. The diseases you could catch, different methods of practicing safe sex, and the consequences of failing to do so. She painted horrifyingly graphic demonstrations too.

By the end of it, all you wanted to do was go home and erase this idea from your memory forever.

And at the end, she said, “Now maybe a month from now, after some reflection I can trust you two to be in the same room with the door open. But not right now. Do you need a ride home?” She turned to you, her gaze and voice softer than it was a moment ago

You quickly shake your head no and grab your things. As much as a car ride home would beat the 2 trains and a bus commute you had, your already cringing at the thought of how awkward and tense the car ride would be.

“No, no it’s fine Ms. Morales, I can get home on my own,” you tell her and with a quick goodbye to both of them, you were out the door.

Halfway through your train ride home and the Renaissance album you get a text from Miles. You were surprised he still has his phone.

“I’m sooo sorry for that. Shoulda locked the door next time. I'll make it up to you, promise 🙏🏿”

“I'll hold it to you Morales”

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[andaum]

Paptober #9: “SURFACE LIFE”

Missed yesterday’s two, oops. Welp here’s one today! I might slow my roll on these but im determined to at least finished by Christmas.

I drew multiple little things because there’s so much Papyrus can experience on the surface! And of course he’ll experience it with his brother because things are better with company ^^

Since there are many little images I’ll start from the top and work my way down. The first one is just of him on the surface, in a wide open field. I think it help emphasize how much bigger his and all the monsters got in true pacifist! Which is what the final scene on the surface did too, but I just wanted to do Papyrus on his own taking it in lol.

The second one is him and Sans inside a botanical garden looking at the plants. The underground seemed to have a limited amount of plant life so I think just seeing the the many different plants found on the surface would at least would be its own trip. They even bought a book, which Sans is holding, to learn about the different plants that they read in advance to prepare. I wonder if y’all can guess what plant they are looking at now.

The next one is of the “Peek-a-Boo with Fluffy Bunny” getting signed. I don’t know if who ever wrote that book was a monster or a human or someone from the place they was before snowdin but for this I wanted something cool like getting to meet an creator of something you loved happen to Papyrus. So let’s just assume the author is Schrödinger’s cat xd.

Okay the car one. I imagine Papyrus saw the car, and at first sight leaped for it, arms opened wide and slid on his knees. Imagine a cartoon character. Anyways his excitement, I imagine, would be immense (I.e. papyrus sporting a human for the first time and start spinning) sparkles. tears. the whole nine yards.

Lastly and I think my favorite is papyrus watching a movie in a movie theater! Sure the underground had tvs, but I doubt they had BIG TV, SURROUND SOUND and BIG BUILDING DEDICATED TO MOVIES!! I wanted to give him 3D sunglasses or have him enjoy a 4D movie but I didn’t want to cover his expression. Going to the movies is an experience, and I think papyrus would be speed running these experiences.

Okay that’s my ramble. I’m really loving these Paptober prompts starlikeswomen made!

It’s never too late to start Paptober if you’re thinking of it , I’m literally half a month behind xd.

[willowve01]

Welp.

That nine months of prep just went down the drain. I’m freaking out a little bit..

See y’all in the live!

[randumb-dork]

Last post till I start drawing again! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Y’all I wasn’t joking when I said that Critical was my favorite- I never create aus off of my own ocs, and yet here we are! After reading @naffeclipse’s “Cryptid Sightings” on ao3, and seeing some art on it, I just had to make this menace into even more of a menace by drawing him as a Cryptid. I took some inspiration from other Cryptid drawings, as well as a suggestion from @lost-at-534, but he’s my own design. And Lost didn’t help in my obsession of him 💀 With Siren Crit, I kinda had the same motivation to make him as I did with Cryptid Crit, so not much so say except he pretty :D Oh and, don’t be surprised if I draw him as other creatures too. Like perhaps, a dragon? 👀

Geez this is getting too long pfft. My bad o7

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Welp- Finally finished posting all of the art I’ve done over these past couple years. The ones that I’ve liked, at least. After this, my posts will be pretty sporadic and inconsistent, it may even take me a month or two till I draw something again. Just thought I’d let y’all know cuz been pretty consistently posting these past 2 or so weeks 💀 Drawing is one of many hobbies, so I may be too focused on a different hobby for a good while, at times. Till next time! o/

[dontaskwhybutarsonsoundsokay]

Mine || Ghost

Dew X reader || 18 +

Contains: light bondage, light degradation, fluff

Sodo slams the guitar into your hands at the end of the show, his hand bloody. You look down at the guitar and notice the smeared blood all over the body of its once white surface. You look back up and Sodo is already out of the corridor. “Huh” you say to yourself, not too concerned for the Ghoul, “it was bound to happen eventually.” you laugh to yourself, you knew how he treated his guitar, the fact that it took this long is what took you by surprise. But you’re not being paid to laugh at the ghouls' maliciousness towards his instruments, you are being paid to take care of them.

As you walk over to the road case, and look at the row of guitars before putting the bloody guitar into the case, and strapping it in. You close up the case, and clean up your work area, putting away the unused picks and the still packaged strings away. You turn around and get one last look at the arena, before grabbing your water bottle, and heading to the buses.

-

The buses are loud, as everyone packs into their respective bus. You climb in and sit down on the couch next to your friends, Alex and Ryan. Alex and Ryan are both techs as well, Alex being the stage left guitar tech, and Ryan being the drum tech. You all sit and talk about how the day went. Apparently, Swiss got a little annoyed because they received the wrong gauge strings, but you shrug. “It happens,” you say, “Some shit just isn't in our control.” you take a sip of your water.

The bus jerks lightly, and you feel the bus starting to move. You stand up “welp, i'm calling it a night guys” you say. They look upset that you are not staying up with them. “I’ll see y’all in the a.m.” you smile and shoot finger guns to them both, they laugh and you go down the hall to your bunk before crawling into the bed.

You close the curtain and you roll over to your side. Plugging in your phone, the light shines brightly in your eyes, wincing in response before turning your phone off. You stare at the ceiling above, until you slowly fall asleep to the rocking and shaking of the bus.

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[5 am]

You wake up to the sound of your alarm. You stretch as you climb down from your bunk. The sun is shining from the windows of the bus. You go and sit down on the couch, “morning' guys” you say, giving your friends a sleepy smile. They look up and Ryan says, “well, well, well. Good Morning sleepy head” he laughs lightly.

“Haha very funny” you give your friend the finger, and he looks at you offended.

“That's not very nice!” he says, messing up your hair. He always does this, He has every morning for the past month, and he will probably continue until the end of tour. That is if the ministry doesn’t offer him the spot in the clergy, like they have with you and Alex. You feel as the bus slows to a stop, you’ve made it to the next venue. You and the rest of the crew get off their buses, and load in starts, you walk into the venue, and push your road case over to where you will be working for the next few hours.

Opening up the road case and propping up the lid to create make-shift walls, you’ll be lucky if you get through the morning uninterrupted. You look at the guitars, and grab the bloody one from last night. The blood has dried down to an almost brown color. You take a cloth, wet it, wring it out, and start wiping at the blood.

“Knock knock” says a familiar voice. You felt his presence, thinking to yourself “of course.”

“Hi, Sodo,” you continue working, trying to avoid the normal small talk the ghoul tries to have with you. “Shouldn’t you be in bed still? Its awfully early.”

The ghoul is grinning, he grabs your shoulders and swings around next to your face “awhh, you memorized my schedule. Although its a little weird that you know when I wake up” a giggle escapes the ghouls mouth. “I just thought I’d check in on ya” the ghoul sounds happy, which isn’t how he normally behaves. You think back on previous ‘morning’ conversations, where he is normally very serious, or tired, or angry, never happy. So this seems strange to you.

“Well someone is in a good mood” you laugh, shaking your head before returning back to work. He steps back and watches as you work skillfully on his guitars. The idea of his eyes watching your every move sends a shiver down your spine.

Sodo dances lightly on his feet “Just in a good mood today,” the ghoul says, his hand on your shoulder “are you okay y/n?” He sounds genuinely concerned about you. “I don’t need a sick guitar tech” he whispers lightly in your ear, he knew what he was doing, and he knows you remember what happened last time his whispered in your ear that way. You freeze, suddenly forgetting what you were doing entirely. You feel as though you have entered a trance.

“Y-yes, I’m fine,” you mumble lightly. He gets closer to you, nibbling at your ear.

“What was that dear?” his voice quiet, he runs his hand over your arm lightly. You remember the last time he touched you that way. Except the last time was after a show, not before, he was never like this before a show. If anything, he was more angry before a show, the coffee hadn’t “kicked in” yet. The thought of what he would be like before a show…. Is terrifying. He’s already rough, and you fear how rough he would be now.

“I said I’m fine, and I would appreciate it if I could get back to my work now.” Your voice is firm. Sodo looked at you, and smirked. He continues to rub your arm, this time more aggressive than before. You feel his stare narrow in on you, you know you won’t be able to escape anymore. You had your chance, and you lost it. “You know, I’m pretty tired of your attitude today…” he exhales softly in your ear before growling, “and you are going to lose it.”

You hold your breath for a second. You knew what this meant, “At least let me finish restringing your guitars first.” you say shyly, “We can at lunch, just not right now.” You look over at him, his face is plastered with a smirk, as he nods his head in approval. You swallow the words that are stirring in your mouth.

“Thank you,” And with that, Sodo turns on his heels and walks away, probably back to the buses. You are scared that the rest of the crew will find out, and what makes it worse is that Sodo doesn't care if the rest of the crew knows. At least, now that he is gone you can focus on working now.

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As you finish up work and have cleaned up your area, you walk over to catering. Your stomach rumbles as you look at today's selections. You grab a plate and stuff as much food as it can hold onto it, before looking for the two familiar faces waving at you from one of the tables. You smile before heading over to Alex and Ryan taking a seat and starting to eat your meal.

As you three are talking about your day so far, both Alex and Ryan get quiet, and they are never quiet. You realize what this meant, you look over your shoulder and see Sodo standing behind you. “Uh, I’m going to go guys” you say quickly, before standing up and walking away quickly, Sodo swiftly following.

Once you guys are far enough from catering he growls “are you that scared they’ll find out?” He stops in front of you. "are you embarrassed of me?" he steps closer, "because I will make it very clear to you, that you are mine" his voice is hissing at you. He grabs your hand and leads you to a bathroom.

The door shuts and you see as Sodo leans himself against the door. “You can't be too loud now, or else they’ll hear us,” he says. The idea of people hearing Sodo ravaging your body makes you shiver. “And I know you can't keep quiet” he walks up to you, and pushes lightly on your shoulder, causing you to step back. He grabs an old tie, and asks you to bite down on it. You do as you’re told because you know what can happen otherwise. He looks at you, proud of his work. He paces around the bathroom, thinking to himself before he whips around “what if I invite the other ghouls hm? What would they think of you being a little slut for me? Hm?” he says quickly. Your face gets hit with a wave of heat. And he steps closer to you, grabbing your crotch lightly. “Imagine their reaction to that.” he laughs softly.

You can’t help but tense up when he grabs you. Your thighs squeeze together and he smirks. He doesn’t even need to speak as you know what he’s thinking. You look down, and he raises your chin, “I never said you could do that sweetie.” His words are sweet, you feel as his hands work their way into your pants, removing them slowly. He giggles to himself “Oh I have been WAITING” his voice getting louder, you whine afraid someone is going to walk in. “awh dont be shy dear, no one will question who you belong to when im done with you,” he smiles, and it sends a chill down your spine. “Now kneel hun,” the ghoul says as he pushes down on your shoulder lightly. The tile is hard against your knees, he takes the tie out of your mouth, and unzips his pants. His erection falls in front of you.

Your eyes meet his, and he nods, “go on dear,” he says.

You take his erection into your mouth sucking lightly, his hips slowly rutting into your mouth deeper. He moans lightly. “This feels amazing” he says between breaths. His ruts turn into aggressive thrusts. Small strings of drool fall to the floor, he really is enjoying himself.

“You’re such a good slut” he moans out. He becomes more and more aggressive as time passes. Until he stops, pulls his cock from your mouth and you watch as strings of cum burst out of him. All over your shirt, when he’s finished, he looks at you, “whoops” he smiles and walks over to the paper towel dispenser. He swipes his hand under it a few times before giving up and stomping “its not a no touch! Stupid venues,” he kicks the wall.

You stand up, pulling up your pants. Grabbing some paper towels trying to clean your shirt. Sodo gives you a kiss on the cheek “you look so much better now” he says with a smile.

You look at him, “mhm” you say, “so much better.” you roll your eyes and Sodo giggles to himself.

“Anyway, I need to practice now” he says with a smile, before turning around and leaving the bathroom. You leave after him, and head to the bus to change shirts. Tonight is going to be a long one.

[anaslair]

haiii! i saw your matchups so i wanted to see who you think i’d be good with!

according to online quizzes my godly parent is Dionysus (which is fair). I’m transmasc (they/he) and i don’t really have a dating preference, anyone is fine! Uh i really like to draw/write and i love photography, if you dropped me off in the woods i would entertain myself for hours and come back with millions of photos- I get really bad anxiety over social things, i struggle to order my own food or ask for things. When i worry i get bad stomach aches and sort of shut down during the day. Uhmmmmm I’m an INFJ if that helps! i despise medical offices (the dentist or the doctors) and i cannot stand needles- i will do anything and everything to get out of getting my flu shot. music is one of the most important things to me, i love physical CDs and i love making playlists on spotify for every possible mood i could be in. and finally i am 18, so aged up characters or older characters for sure!

LISTEN!! I was caught up between two people for you🫵👁️👁️ but after meticulously thinking about it, I hope you like who I ended up going with :)

For some matchups I love doing little drabbles or scenarios like this, I just cOULDNT RESIST with this one pls this was so fun to write. I hope you enjoy it anon🫶

Tysm for requesting!! Have a great day <3

I match you with…

Will Solace!!

-Disclaimer-

All of the characters were aged up to meet with the requester’s age so I could choose from all of them!!

Things had finally quieted down on camp half blood’s infirmary after the whole fighting Gaea incident

On a span of a month, the injured were all properly taken care of, which meant the worst thing Will had to deal with all day was an arrow removal from someone’s ass after the latest game of capture the flag

Usual stuff

He was honestly about to check if one of the Stoll brothers could steal him some snacks to pass the time when he heard screaming from outside the front door

Welp

So much for no work☹️

Checking the window, he saw someone- no wait. It was two people, one of them definitely being the head counselor of the Dionysus cabin, and the other a very freaked out brother of theirs

Oh this was gonna be good

Opening the door, he crossed his arms as he caught the end of the discussion the siblings were having

“…swear by the gods I’ll NEVER catch the flu, I can PROMISE you that” You pleaded to your sibling and counselor

“How can you promise not to get sick? Quit the bs and get the damn shot already, you’re the only one in the cabin who hasn’t and I swear by our father’s name that if someone gets sick because of you and your fear of needles you’re going down” Your sibling threatened as they pushed you up the few steps of the infirmary’s entrance

“No wait WAIT- I’ll do anything you want, I’ll clean the whole cabin by myself before inspection” you begged

“Not if you get sick you won’t” your sibling said

“What if I swear by the river Styx I won’t get sick?” You asked

“Are you actually insane-“ Your sibling asked

“I swear by the river Sty-“ you interrupted

“Hey, okay. Let’s stop that before you get yourself fried up over a cold” Will interrupted you this time, probably saving you from the never ending pain of breaking an oath made by the river Styx

Honestly, that actually sounded better than getting the gods damned flu shot. You weren’t kidding when you told your sibling you couldn’t do needles, you felt like throwing up

“Special delivery for ya Will, Good luck!” Your sibling yelled as they betrayed you, power walking back to y’alls cabin

Leaving a slightly shaken you with a very amused Will

Inside the infirmary, your leg bounced up and down high speed as you sat on Will’s office, waiting for him to bring back something for your stomach which was already very upset with the stress the whole situation was causing you

“Here, a sip should do the trick” Will said as he gave you a small cup of nectar, which lessened your discomfort considerably

“Thanks” you muttered, still very much anxious

“Look, I’m not going to do it against your will, but I could make it practically painless. What do you say?” Will asked, looking for some supplies

“If I gave you like, three whole dracmas, would you tell my counselor I got the shot?” You quickly asked

“What?”

“Make it four, no- five! It’s all I have on me right now-“

“Look- just, let’s just breathe a little alright? I’m not taking that weak ass bribe. That wouldn’t even get me a ride on the Gray sisters taxi, pipe down” Will finished

You scoffed out an incredulous laugh, seemed like you weren’t getting out of this one

“How about some music?” Will suddenly asked as he eyed the portable CD player you were carrying

Demigods weren’t allowed to use a phone since it was practically a monster magnet, but you didn’t mind it much seeing as you absolutely loved collecting Physical CDs of your favorite artists and bands. If you had music, you were good

You nodded, maybe that would help

Will opened a cabinet which you thought was probably packed up with medical supplies

To your surprise, it was actually completely filled with CDs and vinil records, a full on collection on display

Will was Apollo’s son after all, music was a big deal for him too. Being the best healer of the Apollo cabin made him spend a lot of time in the infirmary, so music definitely helped him get through the day

Your eyes were practically shining as you stared at the cabinet. Will seemed to be looking for something specific in it

“Here! This is my favorite-“ Will said as he took a CD out of his collection, handing it to you

“Oh what the fuck” you interrupted, taking your cd player out and pressing a button to open it, showing Will what was inside

The exact same CD Will was holding out, from the exact same band

You both smiled at each other

That was the start of HOURS of conversation, y’all only sat back down when Will had showed you everything he had on that cabinet

The conversation was so fluid that you guys ended up talking about a lot of things, getting to know each other, finding out you had more in common than you thought

Will was very appreciative of the arts in general, being an Apollo kid, it came naturally to him

Just as you were talking about your photography obsession, you both heard a few knocks at the main infirmary entrance

“Will? Uh- you guys alright in there? Did it go well?” Your head counselor inquired hesitantly

“Shit”

You and Will eyed each other, your eyes wide

Will checked the time, you had only a a few minutes before the harpies would end anybody that was out of their cabins

You both had absolutely lost track of time

And weirdly, you didnt seem to mind

“Okay, we can do this. I’ll give you the shot now okay? I’m just going to let your sibling know, I’ll be right back” Will said as he quickly made his way to the main entrance

Okay maybe now you did mind it a little bit

And that’s how you ended up with your eyes tightly shut, sweating an abnormal amount while Will applied some rubbing alcohol where he was going to stab you apply the shot

“Hey, I swear you won’t feel a thing if you give me those dracmas you promised” Will tried to lighten the mood

You didn’t respond, heart beating fast, nerves about to explode

Then you felt a warm hand in your arm

“Hey, it’s alright”

You opened your eyes to see Will’s directly in front of yours

He had lowered himself so he was at your eye level. And he was close, really close

“You’re going to be alright.” His tone was lower, softer

“Here” He put the earphones of your CD player into your ears

As your favorite song started playing loudly in your ears, Will smiled, mouthing a “Trust me”

He got up, directing himself to our side to apply the shot

Your hand tightened around the chair’s handle, you were still nervous, but way less then before

But your heart was still beating fast. Strange.

“So, on three?” You asked Will

“Already done” Will said, cleaning your arm up

What

You looked up at him, absolutely baffled

Being a son of the god of healing really had its perks

“Told you it wouldn’t hurt” He smiled, winking while at it

And there it was again, your heart beating just a little bit faster

You were still silently watching him, your eyebrows raised high

“So, you said you liked to take pictures right? The strawberry field is insane in the morning” Will started as he threw the syringe he used on you away

“Want me to show you a nice spot tomorrow?” He asked, eyeing you with a small smile

“Ah- yeah, sure” you blurted out

“Okay then, it’s a date”

[coramatus]

Please inflict this idea upon us, I am extremely curious about why it’s a bad idea

Welp. Y’all are verrrrry curious!

I’ll just dump most of the brainstorming text here.

(It’s a bad idea bc it came from me 8’3)

Tl;dr: Ingo makes a deal with Reshiram and is reborn as a baby black Reshiram

Basically, Ingo gets royally screwed over and left stranded in Hisui, destined to die there without ever getting the chance to return to his proper place. Ingo isn’t happy about this but what can he do?

On a whim, he makes a heartfelt plea to whoever from his homeland can hear him to help him go home. He just wants to go home…

And something is compelled to respond.

Ingo is met with a bright flash of light and a strangely familiar roar. When the light clears, he is faced with a great white feathered dragon staring down at him. He is quick to bow in reverence, but the dragon tells him it won’t be necessary. It introduces itself as Reshiram, the Twin Dragon of Truth.

Because he is a child of Unova, Ingo is under its influence and it has a way to help him get back to his proper home. But seeing as how Ingo’s home is in the future, that method won’t be straightforward. Reshiram has no power over time itself; their only way forward is to go the long way. Of course, Ingo’s human body can’t be sustained for such a long time. Ingo will have to be changed, given a form that can last until the right time when said memories will be returned. A form that will be under Reshiram’s direct protection.

Ingo is unsure about this whole thing and asks for some time to decide. Reshiram obliges.

Initially, Ingo goes around Hisui asking for advice but he quickly realizes that if this is his only way back then he has to take it. His travels turn into him saying his goodbyes to everyone. Most are sad to see him go, but they know how much he’s wanted to leave.

In the end, Ingo returns to Reshiram and agrees. He asks what he’s supposed to do and Reshiram simply tells him to hold still. It leans in and bumps Ingo’s chest with its nose. Warmth washes over Ingo’s body and he starts to feel faint. Reshiram tells him to sleep, he will reawaken when it’s time. Until then, he should enjoy his new life.

Ingo tries to hold on but darkness overtakes him. Suddenly, he’s in a tight dark space. He tries to move but finds he doesn't have a body to move anymore. Any panic and fear quickly fizzle away as his mind fades to nothing.

Where Ingo once stood, his empty clothes fall into a pile over a large egg. Reshiram nuzzles the egg, promising to take care of him before sweeping the clothing and egg bundle into its grasp. With everything secured, it soars back to Unova, building a nest in a distant cave where it can brood over the egg.

Inside the egg, something that was once Ingo starts to stir. Any knowledge of what he once was sinks away into a locked and buried space. New ideas bubble up into his mind. The thought of soaring in sunny blue skies brings a sense of wonder and joy. The image of hot burning flames warms his heart. The knowledge that he is of dragons takes root.

For Reshiram, several years pass as its ward incubates. They are patient though, staying on the egg for months at a time, turning it over, and doting on it.

At long last, the egg finally starts to move, wriggling as its occupant starts to break free. Faint peeping can be heard as he calls out plaintively.

Reshiram gives the egg a rumbling nudge of encouragement and it starts to crack in response.

After several hours of struggling, enough eggshell is broken away to allow the hatchling to come tumbling out with a weak peep. He is a black, baby Reshiram, his feathers still not fully developed, his body weakly gasping and shivering.

‘Hello, little Ingo,’ Reshiram warmly welcomes him. It nuzzles the tiny black hatchling and the reborn Ingo flops against it in loving relief. A warm tongue bathes him as his downy black feathers dry and fluff up, allowing him to warm quickly. He soon falls asleep against his parent’s feathery fluff, exhausted but happy.

The first hundred years are busy, Reshiram teaching its child how to be a dragon. Ingo eagerly takes to his lessons even if he is a clumsy, peeping hatchling at first. He slowly grows into his body, his flight feathers developing, his wings strengthening. He learns to use his fire, burning a silvery-blue shade. He calls Reshiram both mama and papa and later on just ‘parent’. As he grows more confident in his body, Reshiram teaches him more of his inherent powers, showing him how to live among both humans and Pokémon by disguising himself. His human form is unsurprisingly identical to his past self’s appearance. He also learns how to attune himself to Truths and sensing lies. Lies don’t mortally offend him like his parent but he doesn’t like them either.

His first century is a blissful one.

Ingo reaches maturity at a hundred years. Though he’s ecstatic at being able to venture out on his own, it’s not entirely by choice. His parent tells him that they need to leave, they have a greater role to fulfill. But he should be ready for whatever the world throws at him. All he has to do is remember that when the time comes: he is Ingo, he has always been Ingo and that will never change.

Ingo doesn’t know what that means. Reshiram nuzzles him one last time and simply tells him it will fulfill a promise they made to him a long time ago.

With that, Reshiram flies away, leaving Ingo to forge his own path ahead.

Ingo spends the next hundred or so years simply living his life and having a great time. He observes Unovan society, easily taking on human guise and walking amongst humanity. He watches the development of trains and adores them (gets a job as a fireman at one point and his trains weirdly tend to run faster). He watches the rise of modern Pokémon battling and loves that too. Meanwhile, he builds up a bit of a reputation of being a big ol’ cryptid ‘The Black Reshiram’ and he thinks that’s hilarious.

As his proper time comes closer, he doesn’t really notice anything off. He never sees his past self or Emmet due to not being around Nimbasa much and not being able to access the Battle Subway (legendaries are banned after all lol) (took one look at the banned sign, went ‘aww man…’ and left)

He does see his past self’s missing posters and that is really concerning because uh… how is he missing and which human even knows he exists???

Several years after Subway Boss Ingo vanishes, the day comes. (Reshiram didn’t have an exact date so it gave itself a few extra years as a buffer.)

This could go several ways, but I’m a whore for angst so that’s where I went

Dragon Ingo is sent into an existential crisis.

Ingo is having a nice flight over the sparse desert when his old human memories slam into him like a Thunderbolt. Confused and terrified, he involuntarily shifts to human form, sending him crashing back down to earth. But he doesn’t care. He’s too busy trying to figure out who he is as he screams in horror, his mind melting down from the conflicting histories.

When he comes back to himself, Ingo feels like he’s been torn in half. He remembers and it’s the worst pain he’s ever felt.

And yet he has no choice but to move forwards.

Past Ingo didn’t remember his past life, leaving current Ingo to start picking up the pieces. He learns who Subway Boss Ingo was, his life and legacy before disappearing.

And he learns who Emmet is.

Ingo is terrified, but is inevitably drawn to Nimbasa and watches Emmet, feeling a strange longing pulling him to the man. But Ingo still doesn’t know who he really is anymore. He’s spent so long as a dragon, his past human life feels less consequential. And yet it’s part of him; it will always be part of him.

It’s in one of those moments of hesitation that Emmet spots him.

Their reunion doesn’t go well. Though Ingo tries to hide from Emmet, Emmet still zeros in on him and tries to hug him. But Ingo is still suffering from his identity crisis and freaks out, shoving Emmet off, begging him to leave him alone before fleeing. The sight of Ingo’s retreating back almost breaks Emmet. He’s so hurt and confused but he won’t let that stop him.

So he gives chase.

Their chase lasts for a while before Emmet ultimately tackles Ingo, demanding to know why he’s running, where he’s been, what is going on, etc.. Ingo can’t handle it anymore and throws Emmet off as he starts shifting back into his dragon form. Emmet is left to watch in terror as Ingo begs him to stay away, his fingers turning to claws, black feathers growing from his body, his teeth shifting to fangs. Where his brother once stood is a terrified black Reshiram, cowering from him, weeping. Emmet is at a loss for words and can only stare as the dragon takes to the air and flies away. For a long time, Emmet sits there in shock, unable to move as he struggles to understand what he just saw when a large black feather is blown to him. Emmet picks it up, examining the sleek feather. Something in him breaks and he crumples, cradling the feather as he cries. He apologizes to Ingo, begging him to come back. He misses him. He just wants his brother home again. A teardrop lands on the feather…

Ingo’s heart clenches in his chest. He can hear Emmet’s Truth. But he can’t respond. He’s too scared. He doesn’t know who he is anymore. He flies out to the desert, roaring mournfully as he collapses back into human form. He curls up in the dirt and cries.

The next day, Ingo is awoken by human hands shaking him. He opens his eyes to find unfamiliar people fussing over him, thinking him a lost hiker of some sort. They offer him food and water which he sluggishly accepts, still lost in his existential crisis. Then one of them recognizes him as the missing Subway Boss. Ingo tries to push them away to say that he’s not, he doesn’t know who he is, he wants to be left alone. But his rescuers are so kind and gentle with him that he can’t bring himself to do anything against them. So he reluctantly allows himself to be ushered into a vehicle and taken back to Nimbasa.

For Emmet, he’s ready to spend the whole week sleeping. He doesn’t understand what he witnessed yesterday, what he has undeniable proof of. He saw Ingo and Ingo saw him. But Ingo was afraid… and then turned into a dragon and flew away.

What is he even supposed to do with that?

His phone rings and he ignores it. It rings again and he still ignores it. And then it won’t stop ringing. Emmet gets fed up and answers, aggravated. The voice in the other line immediately tells him they found Ingo! Out in the middle of the desert, just laying there. Emmet realizes that is where Ingo went. But if he could turn into a dragon why didn’t he do that with these strangers and just fly away again? He doesn’t say this but tells them he’ll be in the hospital soon. He makes sure to take Ingo’s feather with him.

In the hospital, Ingo sits on an unused bed, allowing himself to be checked over by doctors. They’ve diagnosed him with amnesia, which isn’t wrong, but otherwise he has a clean bill of health. He still wants to be left alone, which is thankfully largely being respected. Until he’s told his brother is coming. Ingo realizes he can’t avoid Emmet forever and reluctantly acquiesces to Emmet’s visit.

When Emmet walks into the room, he’s disappointed but not surprised to see Ingo flinch from his entry. With a much quieter approach, he sits in a chair further away from Ingo and waits for him to speak first, not making eye contact. This approach seems to work better as Ingo slowly feels compelled to talk.

“E-Emmet…” Ingo whispers.

“Hi… Ingo…” Emmet responds softly.

Ingo isn’t sure how to respond. This is a completely different reaction from yesterday.

With clear movements, Emmet pulls out the feather.

“You… ah… left this. Yesterday,” Emmet says uncertainly. He holds it out, “Do you want it back?”

Ingo stares at it and shakes his head.

“May I keep it?”

Ingo considers this and nods quietly.

“Thank you,” Emmet smiles in gratitude, tucking the feather into his shirt pocket.

Silence continues.

“…why did you run away?” Emmet asks softly.

“It’s a long— I-I’m— I’m not… I’m… sorry…” Ingo stumbles, at a complete loss of how to explain anything. So he tells Emmet what he’s sure of: “���i don’t know who i am.”

“But your name—”

“Is Ingo… I know… but… I haven’t been Ingo the human in t-two hundred years…” he says, his voice fading to a quiet whimper, “That Ingo… he gave up his life… I’m just what’s left…”

“Is that why… the dragon thing?”

Ingo nods, starting to cry, “Your brother was sent to the past. He wasn’t allowed to come back. So he begged for help… My parent… I don’t know why they listened… They promised a way for him to survive the passage of time…”

Emmet starts to understand, “…and you were it.”

“He became me. And he… his memories were locked away. Until… until a few days ago…” Ingo curls up, his voice pained, “I’m sorry, Emmet… I don’t think I’m your brother anymore… I am so sorry…”

Ingo is openly sobbing, grief overwhelming him. Grief for the old Ingo, grief for Emmet, grief for the bond they once shared.

He doesn’t move when he feels the bed dip by his side. He doesn’t move when Emmet lays a gentle hand on his shoulder. He doesn’t move when Emmet gives him a soft side hug.

“Do you… want to be that Ingo again?” Emmet asks carefully.

“I don’t know…” Ingo whispers, shaking, “I-I want to… but I… I’m scared…”

Looking at Ingo, Emmet knows what he has to do. It will break his heart, but it’s the right thing. He rests a hand on Ingo’s back.

“You don’t… have to be that Ingo… if you don’t really want to,” Emmet says, tears welling up in his eyes. He’s letting go of his brother; he’s finally letting himself grieve. “I miss my brother. But I would never force you to be him. He wouldn’t want that either.”

Ingo says nothing, only crying in shame.

“And if you’re not ready… then I won’t force that either.” Emmet leans in and kisses Ingo on his forehead, hugging him once more. “I love you, Ingo. Whenever you’re ready… the door home is always open for you.”

Ingo sobs harder as Emmet stands up and leaves.

He doesn’t know what to do.

Emmet is heartbroken to leave Ingo behind, but his brother… or whatever he is… doesn’t want him. Not now anyways. All he can do is respect that and mourn Ingo properly.

A few days pass. Emmet finds some peace in the knowledge that his brother is dead. He’s starting to work on a memorial service when there is a knock on the door.

Emmet finds a despondent Ingo on his doorstep.

Ingo doesn’t seem to know what to say. So Emmet lets him in, tells him to sit anywhere. Ingo does so, looking distinctly uncomfortable as Emmet prepares some coffee for the both of them.

And the two talk…

(And this is about as far as I got so far. There’s probably more but we’ll see.)

[bresasha]

Btw the request I made earlier

About the omega boys and alpha reader

I wanted it wholesome

Sorry if my request sounded the nsfw way

Thank you for the suggestion Wanglexiex! >:D LET'S DO ITTTT (sorry i gonna TodoBakuDeku as alphas and Reader as an Omega, i'm sorrrrryyy!!)

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Warning - ( please don’t judge me ha ha..) ⚠️Polygamous Relationship, Language, Aged up (17 - 20) Second Person POV.⚠️ •

This going to be Sfw, since I had never written Nfsw before. And really don’t know how to write those kind of stories…

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3 Alphas, 1 Omega - Hunt before hibernation (SHORT I SORRY-)

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In one autumn day, You and the Alphas Todoroki, Bakugou, and Midoriya is an the hunt for food before hibernation begins. But it's getting difficult to hunt preys due to best and hardest hiding places their can hide.

Jeez.. where the hell is the stupid prey!?! Bakugou growls while seeking super to hard to each spot.

i don't know.. what about using your nose. we have them for an reason. You said pointing at your own nose. Todoroki starting to use his nose to scent the out the scared and fragile preys. Wait i smell them, they are over there Todoroki speak quietly so the prey don't hear him.

Okay. Thank you shoto. Midoriya said quietly but calming then start following him. Tch- Bakugou said while him and you following them from behind.

Once You and the others have arrived behind the hiding spot them was hiding. Bakugou starting approach by running right straight to them.

RAUUUUUUGHHH! WE FIND YA'LL, YOU LITTLE PIECES OF SHITS!!

Thanks to Katsuki Bakugou. all the little preys, deers, bunnies, and more animals had spit up and getting away.

KATSUKI/KACCHAN!! The three of you yelled.

That was an dumb move Kats, it's was our chance to hunt them You said pouted while catching up to katsuki.

yea kacchan, we supposed to sneak up to them quietly, not running up to them loudly. Midoriya put his paws/hands on bakugou's shoulder.

YEA YEA!! Don't have too tell me. i was super pissed okay?? Bakugou saids putting Midoriya's Paw off of him

Awh it's okay katsuki~ you be alright. Todoroki saids while putting his paws around katsuki's waist and whispering his ear.

Sh-Shoto!! Not Mee!! Bakugou is blushing Awww Okay, ooooooh Izuku~ Shoto came to izuku, Izuku also starting blushing. A-ah sh-shoto m-mm m- mmm m-mm. Ahh Yes, here we go again with shoto. You said while smirking. mhmm. don't think that i forget about you y/n~

*Shoto peck your lips*

O////O

You blush completely red and completely said. okay okay shoto you can do anything when we come back home. You said while hiding your face from shoto.

fine todoroki pouted cutely. making Bakugou and Midoriya more jealous enough to make an "HMPH" sound right behind You and Todoroki.

Alright you dumbassess, we are here to hunt. Not to flirt. Bakugou said domesticity but not in the abusive way. Yea! Kacchan is right.. besides we can't come home empty handed.

al rightly then, let's just at least some food that can last for an while. Y/n said. HELL YEAH and this time i well get more than Icy-hot!?! Bakugou before he bout to get ready to hunt. Let's see bout that Todoroki does the same thing that bakugou did.

READY SET GO- Todoroki makes his move and already hunting. DAMNIT! Bakugou growls before starting to search the food as fastest as he could.

Welp. Let's goo deku! You said cheerfully while taking his paw/hand. Midoriya chuckled and went right along with you.

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during the rest of the evening, you four continue hunting for food as much as ya'll could. Luckily (i said it because of Bakugou), You and Others have enough world that can last until winter starts. That's is when You cuddled with handsome and cute 3 alphas, Kisses and Sweet Whispers to your ear. Then fall fast asleep for 4 - 7 months.

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Oh yea! Todoroki got the most food. >:D

Congrats Shoto-

GOD DAMNIT YOU ICYTHO-

(THANKS FOR READING!! I hope y’all like it, and welcome to my tumblr~✨💛✨, Please send out suggestions and ideas on what I should do. It cannot be Smut or Nfsw. But Can be wholesome relationship scenarios. AUs can be Villain Fantasy and more!! Byeee have an nice day/night! 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

[thelemonsgod]

DAY 31!!! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!

I accidentally wrote 30😭

Anywho! 31 of Inktober is over! Had such a blast drawing these and thank you to those who came back to see me do 31 days <3 I don’t think I’ll do this again <3 At least I won’t do one in December or any other month but this was fun.Shay, Jade, and Miles being happy and doing normal things were nice. Halloween is Miles favorite holiday as he doesn’t stand out as much as he usually do <3

Also! Jade is supposed to be a Goldie , Shay is a pirate, and Miles is a robot! Also my older sister drew a little spider in the corner <3

Also here’s some sketches that started all of this!

On the top Shay is mr. grizz which I scrapped for reasonnns, Miles is G.I.R! And Jade was supposed to be little buddy. Btw Jade left little buddy home and it’s definitely not because i forgot about him or sm :p

Welp it’s time for me to disappear for a certain amount of time, lovely day to y’all!

[xoluvx]

hello my loveeee! I was the one that had a little query i need some help on. Thank u for hearing me out, okay it’s a long one so STRAP IN (not the smut kind HAHA) alrighty Welp here goes

I’m in love. And I’m in love with someone I can’t have. Last year I met this girl, she’s way older than me and is already in a committed relationship for years. But anyway. I Met her at work, she originally trained me up to do my job and then we bumped into eachother at a convention. Since that day we became friends and regularly (monthly and sometimes weekly) planned to see eachother. Eventually she left her job and moved to another role in the organisation so I still got to see her. Anyway, then we did a big group activity with another friend of hers and I had another friend of mine, but i told her I missed her cos i didn’t get a chance to talk properly. AnywYs, few months go by, still the same stuff happening it’s going fine. Altho She had some serious health issues with her family earlier in the year and I told her I was there for her if she needed ANYTHING. And then July comes by. Man. I probably had one of the worst weeks in July, and I didn’t even tell her half of it. She didn’t even ONCE say “oh I’m so sorry to hear about this I hope you’re ok, or NOTHING”,. Eventually I updated her on one thing and she was like “you did good”. THE HECK? Then she made me a beanie (she loves to crochet) as a token of support. But after that? NOTHING. We’ve barely texted, our next organised day to see eachother isn’t till THE END OF OCTOBER AND I ASKED FOR OUR NEXT ACTIVITY DAY BACK IN THE MIDDLE OF AUGUST. ITS A TWO MONTH WAIT, R U KIDDING. And now she’s hanging out with the same friend we did our big group activity with along with her partner. She met this other friend before I came along and they’ve known eachother for years. And I’m VERY aware of it. Bht I get so jealous every time they post shit together because a year ago that was me. I just don’t understand where it all went wrong. I have one bad week and it’s like i always need to be happy otherwise I’m no ‘use’ to her. I’m barely in my 20s. She hasn’t even reached out to say she ‘misses me’ like she used to. Reciprocation is non existent.

’ve been so blinded by her, and fueled my fantasy of her that when i take the rose coloured glasses off i CANT Even fathom the true person she actually is. She’s still that person I was in awe of at the start, but picking up on things she says and does makes me raise eyebrows, and frankly it breaks my heart because it hurts so much. It hurts so so much. She played me like I’m a fool and I was so blindly infatuated with her. She was also really touchy felt too, we held hands and hugged all the time. I had never had that with a friend before.

She opened my eyes up to affection I had never had, i wrote her letters on her birthday, gave her gifts, chocolates and food. I had NEVER done that for anyone else that fast in my life. I even purposelfully made myself stay up late for her till 1-2am just so I could message her cos I knew she’d be up at that hour. And I’m so scared that I might be losing her after falling down the rabbit hole. Y’all I was so careful. I WAS SO SO CAREFUL AT THE START. BC I KNEW WHAT I WAS GETTING INTO. And then she just drew me in only to spit me back out. And I feel awful. I feel like a dickhesd for falling in love with a girl that only broke my heart more. I don’t know how I’m supposed to get out of it.

Thanks for reading this, I’d love anyone’s advice and thoughts. I love you x

dear anon that fell in love with someone they can't have,

this was a doozy. when i tell you i went through every emotion-

first, this isn't your fault. you physically cannot control who you fall for. no matter how careful you are. especially considering this person led you on and made you feel like there might've been a chance at something more.

second, you have to set boundaries with this person. maybe that means cutting back on your monthly activities little by little.

i think everything happens for a reason and everything has a purpose in the longer scheme of life. some people are meant to just be in your life for a short time. it seems like this is the case. you shouldn't stall your life because of this person.

i know this is all so much easier said than done, but it's time to move on with your life even if it means leaving her in the past. your heart will heal, but you will never get those years you've spent pinning over a person who could care less about your well-being.

i love you. thank you for sharing with me and trusting me.

calling all my babies - additional advice is welcomed 💖

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Welp, I tried to get everything done before my trip but I didn’t quite make it. Can’t blame me for getting tired though, I’ve been at these requests nonstop since December and I’ve started losing my mind about three months ago lol. I promise they will get done before I work on anything else. There will be long stretches of riding in the car for me so maybe I’ll be able to write along the way. The thing I can’t count on is always having service though, but if I finish something and I have a connection, I’ll put it up while I’m away. For those of you who might be thinking, ‘what is she talking about?’ I am going camping starting tomorrow and won’t be back home until August 5th if all goes well.

The other main reason I’m making this post, is to poll you, my dear followers, about how the hell I should do new requests when I come back.

I would prefer that you do not reblog this poll because I only want people who have a personal interest in this blog to voice their opinion. I made a pro and a con for each option below the cut to maybe help you decide. Without further ado, let’s get into this. I’ll be curious to see what y’all think.

Pros/cons below the cut

Free For All

Pro: Don’t have to wait to send in an idea. Gives me a lot of options.

Con: Any misc asks could be drowned out in the sea of requests and may not be answered right away or at all if I don’t catch them in a timely manner.

6 Request Limit Per Month

Pro: More manageable work load for me. Might give me more time to add original ideas too.

Con: People may take advantage by pretending to be different people to fill up spots even faster. If I believe this is happening, I would not allow anonymous requests.

Vanilla Extract

Pro: I’d still be writing things. There would be more variety. I would maybe open the floor to requests eventually if I don’t have any good ideas.

Con: Well… no requests. But I’d still be open to short ‘what if’ style asks.

[nomsfaultau]

*except for that one time they didn’t :/

Let’s go! I got a lot of prompts done in Fault Whumptober 2023! Can’t believe I got 40,000 words in one month…cough cough plus other stuff I worked on…..let’s see the bingo card. Circled ones are prompts that just kinda popped up in a lot of the chapters.

Only missed 7 completely. Kinda crazy. Thanks again to anarchy-and-piglins for putting this together! Welp see y’all next year.

[slippersthatarepurple]

Would anyone be interested in a Grumbo hero/villain AU?

If so, have a snippet. I might post the full on my Ao3 at some point, depending if y’all like the idea.

It was an agonising four months of destruction before one of the Hermits finally managed to find Watcher, leaning against an alley wall and drawing on an iPad.

“Watcher.” The hero’s voice was distorted through a voice changer.

Watcher flinched and looked up, shoving the iPad in his pocket.

“Lenitus. Fancy seeing you here on your day off.”

Lenitus didn’t give away his surprise. “I must say, you are excellent at avoiding us.”

Watcher raised an eyebrow above the eye-mask. “What are you hoping to do with flattery?”

“Nothing, I was simply stating facts. Although we had a bet going on who would meet you first, so if you could, like, give some proof? Please?”

Watcher stared at him for a moment. “You want me,” he pointed at himself “to give you proof,” he pointed at Lenitus, “that you’ve met me before your colleagues.”

“Yes, that would be correct,” Lenitus nodded.

“Right. And you assume I’ll do that because…?”

Lenitus deflated slightly. “Ah. Right. Forgot about the whole supervillain thing, but I really could use that hundred bucks.”

“What for?” Watcher tilted his head curiously.

Lenitus decided to take a split-second gamble. “Well, I found this lovely van that needs desperate repair work, but I can’t afford it.”

Watcher snorted. “Hero work not pay well?”

“Not as much as you’d think,” Lenitus replied. “But probably more than yours.”

“I have a day job,” Watcher shrugged. “And everything’s a whole lot cheaper if you’re willing to steal it.”

Lenitus chuckled. “I’m not allowed that mindset, unfortunately.”

“Sucks to be you then. I can do what I want,” replied Watcher complacently.

“But you have people like me on your tail constantly,” Lenitus pointed out.

Watcher grinned sharply. “But I can deal with them. Wanna see how?”

Lenitus’ eyes widened, and he just managed to squeak out a “Not particularly!” before Watcher had him pinned to the wall by the throat, a knife under his chin.

“Welp, there goes my life,” Lenitus muttered as a sharp sting started in his throat.

“I’m not gonna kill you yet, idiot,” Watcher chuckled. “We haven’t had our fun.”

“Real reassuring as you cut my neck,” Lenitus said tensely. “And I’m not keen on the word ‘yet’.”

Watcher grinned again as he stepped back, twirling the knife through his fingers. “You seem fun.”

“Thanks,” Lenitus muttered dryly, wincing as he put his fingers up to his neck. “What did you do?”

Watcher smirked. “You’ll see. Until next time, Lenitus.”

Interested? Here’s my Ao3:

[murfeelee]

My New Years Resolutions - Simming in 2023

Welp, my 2022 Resolutions were a total bust. 🤦 I figured they would be though; this new grad school program I’m in is RUTHLESS--they don’t believe in sleep! I passed all my classes though, thank heaven--I was SO nervous to see my grades this morning. 😅🎉 And I managed to make a tiny dent in my research over winter break! Huzzah! 

So, as for 2023, I’m just gonna keep tryna do as much as I feasibly can.

OLD stuff I REALLY need to get to work on include:

Uploading some Dragon Age CC. Y’all. Y’all don’t even know how long I’ve been sitting on a effton of conversions I haven’t even had time to test in-game yet. 😩 I haven’t touched my DAI gameplay in AGES, and I miss it.

Uploading some Bleach CC. There are a LOT of imperfections, which is why I haven’t given y’all anything yet, cuz CAS CC drives me effing crazy. But there’s at least some stuff I think I can get away with sharing. I’d also LOVE to finish my Substitute Shinigami Arc gameplay, and hopefully start the Soul Society Arc sometime this year.

Uploading some The Untamed CC. Jfc I’m not making any progress with my big projects--I just keep bouncing from one thing to the next. But I actually think I can start giving y’all stuff I’ve been working on--again, none of it’s perfect, cuz I suck.

Uploading some CDPR CC. I’ve been meaning to keep working on a bit more Witcher 3 and Cyberpunk 2077 CC, but other stuff keeps getting bumped up my list! CDPR’s stuff is so effing high poly though, which makes me hate even touching those games; it’s always a massive headache dealing with AAA game assets. 

The only NEW stuff currently consuming my every waking moment of course includes:

Giving y’all more scrumptious Interview with the Vampire goodness. There’s a ton of gameplay left that I couldn’t finish over Winter Break that I still wanna do, and I have CC that I want to share very soon. (^_^)

Doing Hell’s Bells, Campaign 3 of Critical Role. I was working on it right before Simblreen caught up with me and I had to drop it; so I want to hurry up and get back to that, since I managed to make some pretty cool CC for that gameplay.

Yeah, other than all that, there’s always my usual holiday uploads for Lunar New Year, Black History Month, my birthday (yes, it’s a holy day for me, shaddup), Pride Month, and Halloween.

I have a lot planned, so hopefully that’ll all keep me in a good mood while I struggle with everything else on my plate IRL. 🙄

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Thanks for reading!

Stay tuned, and Happy New Year!