Peepee poopoo
I'll try working on the requests soon! The thing is i'm also doing commissions on the side and i need to like.. be responsible and stuff (ick!) So bare with me until i can get to em lol
Also i guess i wasnt expecting a request to want me to draw all the mercs, not that i'm complaining though! If it means i can draw more of the stinkers then so be it!
Heres more cropped engineer doodles for thee because uhmm i dont wanna show doodles of my guy n engi to the public
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Domestic husband Charles with his breeding kink. Your husband Charles seducing you into how now is the perfect time to start trying for your third child.
the man wants a big family it is what it isssss
Charles’ mom and brothers came over for lunch, the kids running around the yard with their uncles and their dad while you and Pascale got lunch ready.
“Makes you want to have one more, doesn’t it?” she asks you, noticing how you watched the boys play outside. “We haven’t really talked about it,” you tell her, smiling.
It made sense, your oldest was 6 and your youngest was 4, you could have another one now if you wanted too. You call them in for lunch and the boys chasing each other with soapy hands until you threatened to hose them down with the cold water. By boys, you meant Charles and Arthur, your sons sitting at the table with their grandmother and Lorenzo.
Lunch was quiet, the 7 of you enjoying a quiet afternoon in before you packed up the boys stuff, Charles putting them into Lorenzo’s car. “You two be good for your grandmother, okay?” you kiss their cheeks, setting the bags down in the backseat.
Arthur and Lorenzo were heading out for Arthur's race soon and wanted to spend time with the boys so a sleepover was happening at Pascale’s that afternoon.
Now it was just the two of you.
You curled up into Charles’ side, the tv playing quietly in the background. His fingers traced little patterns against your bare shoulder, he turns to look at you; “what do you think about having another one?”
“Another what ?”
“Baby.”
“You want another baby?” you ask, sitting up to look at him
Charles nods, “I mean, it’d be nice, no? 3 Leclerc boys.” He smiles, your heart skips a beat like the first day you meet him. You nod, smiling at him before Charles pulls you onto his lap. “What are you doing?”
“How often do we have the place to ourselves mon amour? No time to waste.” He says, making you laugh
Charles flips you two over, his lips on yours now that you were laying on the couch. Your hands already pulling on his pants, his own pushing the fabric of your dress up.
He steps, looking up at you. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” you pull him closer, kissing him, “always.”
You let out a contented sigh when Charles pushes into you, your hand on his chest as he rocks his hips steadily.
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i hate thinking this way but
it fucking sucks turning twenty and seeing all your friends enter their second year of uni because they could use all their energy back then to go to class and study and have fun make friends date people score well while i had to use all my energy just to fucking stay alive. and it's no one's fault not theirs not mine but it still fucking happened and now i'm stuck here on the other side of the fucking ocean paddling desperately on my wooden raft watching everyone else zoom by in their luxury cruise ships thinking that should be me in there. why isn't it me. why god couldn't it be me.
do you know how fucking hard it is to stay? to continue to be here, to continue to exist when no part of you wants to? i keep pushing and pushing, waiting for the fucking light at the end of this godforsaken tunnel but there's been NOTHING for too goddamned long. can i catch a fucking break? please? i'm begging you now. i've never been on my knees for anyone or anything ever but i'm here now two bloody prints on the carpet fucking pleading to anyone who's listening.
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Vows.
[‼️TRIGGER WARNING: Implied decapitation, blood. Discretion is advised ‼️]
It’s done! Yay! 3 days of work later, but super worth it!
Now- what is going on?? Well. Like the previous post, this comic takes place in a timeline in which the Lamb decides to willingly return the crown, resulting in their demise, yet find themselves brought back to life shortly after by the god of death himself. Why did he do it? What is he planning? What could he possibly need the lamb for? Why won’t he let them rest?
Hopefully all these questions will be answered in further updates (definitely simpler than this comic) but I’ll gladly take asks if anyone’s curious =v=
Sadly I still don’t have a name for the au—but hopefully I’ll settle for something soon! In the meantime I’ll just tag it as “vows to ash au” or smt like that. Until then!
Christ.
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