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heartfullofleeches · 5 months

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Titus [Space Emperor Yan] and former Assassin Cat-Hybrid Darling. (Just a blurbo for now but I love these two now so I'd love to come back to this)

When the pair met, Darling thought Titus was no different from the rest of their targets. A self proclaimed god untouchable by those below him. Little did they know that their employers were basically setting them up on a suicide mention as the tyrant is a damn near immortal deity. As they perch atop his bed - knife planted in his chest, Darling counts their cards as a large hand locks around their wrist; pulling the blade out as one night remove a splinter. There was nowhere for them to run. The element of surprise had been swept from under their feet. They struggle and claw at the man, but there is no give to his iron grasp. As their brain draws to any conclusion a trapped animal may have, the knife in their hands is tossed across the room before they can take the final plunge.

The Emperor should have his little intruder punished. Waking a kind from his beauty rest is a serious offense. A crime in which the accused receives no trial and punished to the highest degree. Their eyelids removed so they never experience another second of slumber before their execution. There is also the more "amusing" route of electrocution or burning everytime they attempt to shut their eyes. Darling surely would have been subjected to this fate if they weren't so... So...

Precious~

Did this adorable little feline really think they could kill a god so easily? They insult him, but fortunately for them, they're cute enough for him to let it slide. The poor thing could use a bath though... And those scars.... When was the last time they had a proper meal? Oh, and those rags!

Titus scoops up the feisty kitty and thrusts them into the hands of his guards while he sorts through his closet for something to throw on until he can get them measured. Darling attempts to flee any chance they are alone, but with Titus promising to have the heads of everyone in the palace if they escaped - they never got far. Once they had some food in them and fully realized Titus wasn't bluffing when he called his home their new place of resident - Darling came up with a plan to lure Titus into false security and learn his witness to take him down when he least expected it. The only flaw in their plan was they underestimate their own commitment to the role as day by day their acceptance of the tyrant's obsession became less of an act.

They no longer had to work for their meals. Everything they could ever deserve was thrust placed right in their hands if they snuggled up to their new master or swished their tail just right in Union with those big adorable eyes. Their word stood above all in his counsel. They were waited on hand and foot by everyone under Titus' rulevIt was paradise. Their former comrades and the person they once were would be disgusted by what they've become, but if the former ever came to drag them back to their old ways they were swiftly cut down without so much as a passing glance from the royal that once stood beside them.

Titus is ever so glad he managed to bag that angry stray and turn them into the sweetest lil dear anyone has ever seen. He nearly loses his composure everytime he catches them lazying around in his robes - cloth barely clinging to their smaller figure. He knows they only do it to make sure he never says no to him, but there's hardly anything he would deny them beside their freedom. Whatever their heart longs for is a small prize to pay for their company. The Emperor is absolutely whipped for his little bedmate and would do anything to keep them collared at his side.

Assassin: You used to be something.... You could have lived a life similar to this without sacrificing your freedom if you had just taken his head. You are but a shell of the person I once knew. I despise you.

Cat Hybrid Reader: Hm... What you say might be true, but there's still something this life grants me that makes it all worth it

[Reader tears their shirt and knees on the floor closer to the cell as they shout]

Cat Hybrid Reader: Titus! Help!

Titus, storming down the dungeon stairwell: Oh, my precious angel. [Picks up Reader and checks them over for injuries] Don't worry, my love. I will have these awful, awful person executed at once. I'll have a necklace made from their ashes, but for now - will a massage and treats make do for leaving you all alone?

Cat Hybrid Reader, wiping fake tears from their eyes: yes....

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moonstruckme · 4 months

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Hiiiii!!!

I was wondering if you could write a poly!marauders with a reader who gets insecure about her dislikes (degrading, bjs, and rough stuff) during sex and feels guilty after sex bc she feels gross.

Thank youuuuu:3 pls ignore if your uncomfy

Hi, thanks for requesting! I feel like this came out a bit awkward but I tried and I hope you like it :)

cw: smut mdni, discussion (but not portrayal) of blowjobs and degradation, shame around sex

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.5k words

You’re becoming genuinely worried that Remus and Sirius are going to break the bed.

Both of them are cursing like sailors, Sirius’ voice climbing higher as Remus rocks both him and you with his thrusting. The bed lurches back and forth, your body jiggling with the movement, and James laughs, dipping down to kiss at the spot beneath your ear.

“Doing alright, angel?”

You swallow. “Yeah. Bit worried about the bed. You?”

He picks his head up to give you a smile, seraphim with a flirtatious edge. “Also worried about the bed, but it’ll go out in style. Personally, I’m doing fantastic.”

You return his grin, and James presses his lips to yours. Lingering, mushy kisses that feel like they’re drawing something out of you as he pumps into you slowly. His hand stokes up and down your side the way he knows you like, grounding you while you arch up into him, affection and pleasure melding in your core until your walls are gripping him with something akin to desperation. The feeling grows steadily, James’ voice becoming hoarse as he spews sweet words and encouragements that get swallowed up by your eager mouth until you both break apart into a thousand shining pieces.

James’ forehead lands on yours, both of you panting softly into the inch of space between you. His large palm continues to soothe over the now sweat-slick skin of your waist. You realize, distantly, that the sound and movement from the other side of the bed has ceased. Sirius and Remus must have finished before you (by some miracle, the bed seems intact), you’re not sure how long ago. It’s not unusual. You always take longer.

Sweat and cum cool in your crevices, and a familiar remorse takes root somewhere in your chest, spreading towards your gut. You shut your eyes. You want to clean this up like it never happened.

“Hey sweetheart, how are we feeling?” James reads your change in mood instantly. His question is painfully gentle as he picks his head up, giving you the bit of space he knows you need.

“Okay,” you say.

“Want to have a shower?” Sirius leans over to give your knee a squeeze. His tone carries the dulled worry of routine. “Might make you feel better.”

You nod. Remus helps you up while James peels his condom off, throwing it in the waste bin. You can’t all fit comfortably in the shower, but you squeeze in anyway, your boyfriends terribly kind as you all clean off, checking in with you periodically. Your smile comes a bit easier, the easy affection between you softening your contrition like it always does. They relax as you do. Soon you feel clean and new, all wrapped up in steam and the love you wonder if you’ll ever be good enough to deserve.

It’s not until after you’ve toweled off and are sitting on the bed in your pajamas, watching Sirius do his skincare routine, that a different kind of guilt begins to eat at you.

“Sorry I always make this so difficult,” you blurt.

Sirius looks over at you from the bathroom, foaming cleanser half rinsed off his face. Beside him, James pauses with floss held up in front of him.

“Uh, what’s difficult?” James asks you.

“Just, everytime we have sex,” you look down at your hands, hearing the soft shuffle of pages as Remus sets down his book beside you, “you guys do so much to accommodate me.”

“That’s typically how sex works.” Sirius rolls his eyes, tossing you a smile to mitigate it.

You return his smile wryly. “You know what I mean,” you say softly.

“No, come on.” Remus scoots closer until his shoulder is touching yours. “What do you mean, love?”

You shrug, self-conscious. “Like, how you have to take care of me after because I get weird. And during, I never give blowjobs even though you guys have no problem doing anything for me, and you can’t go as rough with me as you like to. I’m sure it’s frustrating.”

“Not really, no.” Remus says, and you startle at his matter-of-fact tone. “Anything else?”

You hesitate. “Well, I hear the stuff you and Siri say to each other. You never say any of that to me, and you know I won’t say it to you.”

“Yes, James doesn’t like degradation either.” Remus leans back against the headboard, looking thoughtful. “Is that all?”

“I…” You’d been expecting a bigger reaction, not this almost bored response. “I guess that’s all I can think of right now, yeah.”

“Well, let us know if you think of any more, because all of that’s just preference, dove.” Remus gives you a kind look, almost pitying. “None of it makes you difficult.”

You sigh, leaning back beside him. Remus’ hand comes up to stroke your hair. “I just mean that I want you all to be able to do whatever you want to,” you say. “I don’t mean to be so…finicky.”

“You’re not finicky,” Sirius laughs, coming out of the bathroom. He crawls right over you on the bed, stretching out like a cat and laying down with his head on your lap. “Everyone has preferences. It’d only be weird if you didn’t.”

“But what about your preferences?” You’re nearly bickering now, frustrated with them for intentionally missing your point.

“Have you ever thought about the idea that maybe we don’t all like it rough all of the time?” He raises an eyebrow up at you, teasing. James finishes in the bathroom and comes to lean against the doorway, watching the three of you. “If I wanted my hair pulled every time, gorgeous, I don’t think I’d have any hair left.”

His joking coaxes a smile from you, but it’s tinged with bemusement. Really, you hadn’t thought about it that way. You’d just assumed that anytime they have sex with you, it’s a small sacrifice on their part. They drew the short stick that day. Like he can read your thoughts, Sirius grins.

“Anyway, know what I like most?”

“What?”

“You’re going to hate it,” he warns.

You almost want to laugh, but you narrow your stare on him. “Go on.”

“Knowing that we’re making you feel good.”

A derisive snort leaves you before he’s even finished the sentence. You roll your eyes. “You’re right, that’s awful.”

“It’s the truth, though.” James holds his hand up beside him. “Scout’s honor.”

“Were you ever in boy scouts?” Remus asks quietly, almost to himself. Sirius shakes his head in your lap, but shrugs like that’s not really relevant.

“Honestly, sweetheart, you make it sound like being with you is some kind of chore,” James says, ignoring them both. “Do you think you’re the only one who can say if you don’t like something?” You blink in surprise, but he goes on. “If we weren��t having a good time, we would tell you. Promise.”

“Scout’s honor,” Remus mimics from beside you. “You’re not the only one who likes to be treated gently, dove. The rest of us might go back-and-forth sometimes, but we all have things we don’t like, alright? It’s no burden to do what’s going to be nice for you, and like Sirius said, making it nice for you is part of the fun.”

“A big part,” Sirius agrees.

“Okay,” you say, softening a bit. “Okay, but what about after? None of the rest of you need to be coddled.”

“How do you figure?” James asks interestedly. “Sirius is the biggest pillow princess I ever saw. He needs to be carried out of bed after, or have you never noticed?”

“Oi, you try being thrown around like you two do to me and see how you feel after!” Sirius glowers. “Dollface, you get it, right?”

You laugh, because you don’t, that’s the point, but Remus speaks again before you can tell him so. “Sweetheart, we all have our things we need afterward. And yeah, I think we all hope that someday you don’t feel so bad about yourself right after, but we’re happy to take care of you anyway.”

You scrutinize him, looking for a lie in his placid features. “Really? You don’t mind?”

“Yeah, really, idiot.” Sirius pinches meanly at your stomach. “You’re our baby, of course we don’t mind. Stop asking silly questions.”

“Let her ask what she wants, twat,” James says, starting towards the bed, and Remus gives Sirius’ thigh a reprimanding flick with his middle finger. It doesn’t look very hard, but Sirius squawks in protest and glares at him anyway. “Nobody minds taking care of you, angel,” James goes on, scooching into bed beside you. “That’s what we do, right? You’ve never complained about taking care of us.”

“I guess,” you give in, laying your head on his shoulder.

James rests his cheek atop your hair in return. You can feel the movement of his jaw as he speaks. “We’re all allowed to like what we like,” he vows, then lowers his voice conspiratorily. “But you and I are on the right side of things, sweetheart. The things those two say to each other are depraved.”

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obsessedduh · 2 months

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cw: mentions of blood, gore, stalking, obsession, peverse and creepy reader, yander intendecies! implied fem reader but I tried to make it as gender neutral as possible!

MDNI – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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Careless!Simon 'Ghost' Riley who knows yandere!reader is stalking him. he's a military man, he's gonna hear you creep and watch him outside of his window!

simon who knows your the dirty little thief who's been stealing his clothes, mostly boxers. simon who keeps all your stupid notes that you write for him, they're normally weird but sweet in a really, really creepy way.

'si! you looked so pretty in the shower today, played with myself while looking at your pretty cock today! from your secret admirer ♡' you would leave him with a lazy drawing of a heart on his bathroom mirror.

'hey my love, you're finally home...look at the little gift i sent you on your phone!' he cocks an eyebrow, this was different? no, corny heart? no, 'from your secret admirer'? no weird, perverted stuff? just a simple note? that made simon confused, sure - the notes you give him were perverse and weird and should've made anyone who read them feel hella uncomfortable but the fact you didn't write anything odd in this specific note seemed a whole lot more creepy than it normally does.

he shrugs and takes his phone out of his pocket, clicking on the random number notifcation, as per usual, from how many times you've texted him he should really save your number. his eyes widen to see a picture of you, without your usual mask. wait a minute, he remembers you! you're the medic at work.

he couldn't believe it, you!? but your one of the sweetest and innocent people he knows there, in fact maybe even the sweetest. always treating solider's with care. always comforting soliders if they are surfering emotionally or physically. always cheering people up. always having a bright smile on you're no matter how shit the situation is. always putting a smile on people's faces.

he takes a good look at you, sheesh you were so pretty, he's finished staring at your face for a good long while, his eyes shift to the other side of the photo. his eyes shoot wide open again to see you next to a dead body of a blonde woman. a large cut in the middle of her stomach while organs hang out of her. gory much!

he groans out of digust until - wait a minute! he recognises theml? oh yeah, it's the girl from last week, the one who tried to get his number. his wide eyes slowly turn shift back into normal and he smirks and laughs. replying to your messages with:

mylove🤍: Was this out of pure jealously?

you hear a ding in your pocket while trying to dispose of the body. you gasp to see a message from simon, everytime you texted him, he would never reply always leaving you on opened. you were surprised when he actually did reply! you clicked on the notifcation, taking you to your chats. you giggle and immediately you realize how formally he texts, how boring until you finally read it, guess he's just as sane as you.

you: yup

he snickers at your childish reply.

mylove🤍: You gonna do this everytime a girl flirts with me?

you: yup

mylove🤍: Guess I should let girls flirt with me more often then, hm?

your laughed at the text, does he seriously not care that your literally killing people out of pure jealously!? i guess not, he's literally saying he'll let girls flirt with him just so you can slaughter them later.

you: dont tell me u want me to kill more girls for u si?

mylove🤍: Is that not what I've just implied?

you bit your lip at that, your crush is willingly let you kill people for him, it's like your dream come true.

you: i guess ill have continue doing it then

mylove🤍: I guess so.

your heat dropped at the next message he sent you.

mylove🤍: Also did not think you would be the cute medic from work though.

shit!

you forgot to blur out your face...

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roxtron · 2 months

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Day 5: Rabbit, Reclaim

AGJGDFJF FINALLY IT'S DAY 5 SO I CAN POST THIS

For some reason everytime i draw him he looks so young because i'm accidentally overcorrecting since i'm used to drawing older characters. So unfortunately he looks way younger than i meant him to lol, whoops.

But wait there's more- AHAHAHA

While I did initially plan this for GGY week I eventually got the idea to use this as an excuse to draw other GGY designs, soo..

(Not sure why tumblr formatted it that way with 1 of them big but it doesn't matter lol)

I've been wanting to do this for a while, I put the tags of each person next to their design but ofc I'm still gonna tag them in the post itself so you can see their art for yourself if you haven't already. But I enjoyed each of these in their own ways so if you don't mind I think I'm gonna type a bit of text next to them..

@chipistrate This was one of the first I drew out of these, the design was pretty fun to draw but sorry if I messed up a few details, it was a bit difficult lol. The mask and goggles are really fun to draw and they make for a cool design, along with all the glowing blue. (and yes, I tried to subtly include the heelies lol)

@lunzi0 This was the first fursuit one I did lol. I adore the little stars in the design, they personalize it so well and make it really unique. I wanna try this design again since I feel like the other ones show my improvement a bit better, but I hope you can appreciate the effort I put in on my first attempt <3

@carouselrabbit This one was really fun to draw, I absolutely love the eye shape/lashes, it stands out and I always love drawing eyes with a bit of eyeliner lol, the daycare theme legwarmers is a cool nod to the balloon boy arcade machine being connected to them, and was just a fun addition in general lol, I like the style of legwarmers what can I say, fnaf changed my fashion sense a bit. also the subtle paraells to freddy's design is a nice way to connect a bit to gregory himself.

@puhpandas I can't remember if I talked about this design last time I drew it but, overall I'm really happy with how this came out, it's such an indicator of improvement since I started drawing this and I'm glad I was able to draw it better than last time lol. All the patchwork and similarities to Vanny's suit work really well, and the rabbit you chose to base it off of was a good fit, the colors make it a bit more difficult to shade for but i like detail lol, hope you like it too :)

@dykevanny I knew I wanted to do this since I started but I wasn't sure if I'd have time, and I'm glad I did! I hope you don't mind I combined aspects from the first design I saw and the second one you replied to my ask with, I liked the big purple sleeves lol. (I just realized after doing all the shading I forgot to include the oil splatter on his jacket, sorry!) It was definitely a bit difficult due to the head shape being so different but.. fluffy. i love drawing fluff. And the glowing swirl on the goggles, the shape of the ears, I love a lot about this design. :D

I have a hard time with writing compliments but I wanted to get some of those thoughts out, some of the things I like about these designs apply to multiple lol. I adore every one of these designs but I find it hard to put into words what I enjoy about them, hope the original creators are happy with these. <3

I also kept the ggys without as much lighting effects on a separate file, I felt like I should add them since they're a bit brighter lol, makes them look different.

Okay now that I've gotten all that- Sorry this post is so long! I didn't think it'd end up taking up so much space lol. Buut.. working on this drawing and thinking about it and potential context behind it gave me an au idea for it, but I'll put it under the cut since I understand most people probably won't care and just wanna see the drawings lol.

Idk if I'm confident enough to write for it but I'll give a bit of a summary.. I'll keep it under the cut for people who aren't interested and just wanna see the art though lol.

After the main events of SB and Ruin, now that the mimic's been set free, Cassie's taken control of by what's left of Vanny, using her as a new host. But with Cassie being the only human left alive down there, after being reawakened, Dr. Rabbit has nowhere left to go but back to his old host.

Vanessa, Freddy, and Gregory hadn't gone back to the Pizzaplex after ruin, but they were trying to figure out a plan to get Cassie back safely. One night after Freddy and Gregory disappear, Vanessa leaves to go find them. As dangerous as the pizzaplex is, it's her best guess for where they might've gone. She doesn't want to think about what could've happened to them, in denial for the worst case scenario. She tries to keep herself calm by telling herself they probably just left to go back for Cassie, maybe they didn't want her stopping them.. but deep down she knows it can't be that simple. She knows something's off, even if she's not ready to admit it.

When returning to the pizzaplex, she brought along her own V.A.N.N.I. mask, though unlike the one Cassie used, it was clear of the mimic's influence. After all, she was going to need some way to travel through potential blocked routes.

By the time she found Gregory, she'd still been wearing the mask, seeing him down the end of a dark hallway. He looked confused, afraid, his mind was a wreck of conflicting emotions. She started rushing towards him, happy to see him okay, until he finally spoke.

"You need to get out of here."

She stepped back, taking off the mask, only to be faced with the worst case scenario.

It was a wreck, covered in stains and tears, but it was still recognizable. He was wearing that old suit again.

As he waved, she could see Freddy's claws peeking out from the doorway, as the two stepped closer towards her.

So, she did what he told her to do, and started running. She could hear a faint voice coming from the mask, and put it back on before finding somewhere she could hide.

It was his voice again, telling her which way to go.

I guess that was the dramatic way to summarize the main idea behind it, lol. Basically Gregory and Dr. Rabbit work the way Sun and Moon work in Ruin, whichever one is in control in the real world, the other is left behind in the AR world. Or at least that's my interpretation of how they worked, considering Sun was always in mask-on scenes and moon was mask-off. I'm not too sure where the plot might go from there, and maybe I'll consider writing for it, I dunno. I've never wrote fanfic before because I get deadly afraid of writing them out of character lol, but maybe?? I have ideas for scenes and premise and stuff but I don't know if I have the confidence to write it.

But anyway! That was just more of a fun side-idea I came up with while working on this, if you read this far thanks, hope you enjoyed :)

here's some silly little lineless doodles as a reward for making it to the end hehe

now that's what I call an art dump

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blossomthepinkbunny · 8 days

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Vivzepop will always be the biggest issue with her own show if she doesn't change. And i'm not saying that because I desperately want to shit on her but rather because it's so clear that her attitude is what made Hazbin Hotel be so dissapointing after the long wait. The pilot released four years ago and Viv had these characters for much longer than that. One could assume that with this much time on her hands she would have a concise plan for how a series of her story would play out (I can imagine that having an own show is a dream for lots of creative people out there). And I get that that plan might get screwed up by a shorter episode count then expected, but she should be the one who knows her story best and who should know what stuff could also be cut out. The first season of Hazbin Hotel is so incredibly overstuffed with characters and plot that it completely looses the main premise the show was originally pitched with (the idea of a hotel were sinners are redeemed. As it is now the hotel is really not important at all). People have talked endlessly about how Viv can't handle criticism and it really sucks because criticism is one of the best ways to improve your writing, drawings, music etc. Without criticism you won't refine the thing you're working on in a meaningful way. Of course it feels bad when you put something out there you wanted to share and then people critique it, but that's part of pretty much every creative journey, or atleast it should be and Vivzepop shouldn't get a pass from this just because she doesn't like it. And there are great shows, movies or books that are rarely or almost never criticised. But the artists behind these works probably went trough years of honing what they do by being criticised for the stuff they put out. And I don't want to say that Vivzepop didn't work hard to make Hazbin Hotel, but it is hard to claim that she improves in her craft, when everytime someone says they don't like her show she throws a hissy fit. She wants the same reactions that these other amazing pieces of media get without ever listening to criticism. Which she sees as a personal attack rather than a tool that could help her to achieve the same level of writing prowess the creators behind media like that have. She believes she is already on the same level as them, just because she basically shuts anyone out who disagrees with her. There's this clip at the end of a Drew Gooden Video which I think sums up the situation with Viv pretty good (the Video is called "Leaving the YouTube Bubble"). He is talking about Lily Singh and her talk show but I feel like a lot of the stuff he says about handling criticism applies to Vivzepop as well.

(you might have to turn up the audio).

Unprofessional behaviour like that might be excusable when the creator is pretty young or they are interacting with publicity for the first time really. But neither of that applies to Viv. And Hazbin Hotel isn't just an indie animation pilot on youtube anymore. It's now a fully realized show created with a pretty prominent studio on a major streaming network and it should be held to the same standards as other shows or movies alike (not saying indie animation or animation on youtube doesn't have a standard but with more budget and support, there's obviously going to be different expectations for the show now). There have been issues in Helluva Boss and the Hazbin Hotel pilot ever since their release which could've been handled with more time and the new show. But Vivzepop shows time and time again that she isn't willing to listen to people who criticise her, which could actually lead to her show getting better. I don't like Viv or her work a lot. I think she is incredibly unprofessional and she has done her fair share of questionable or problematic stuff, which often leads to issues in her shows. There have been some characters I like, some songs or scenes that were pretty well done, very cool animation and an actually interesting premise on paper in HH and HB. There are things that make me come back to these shows to watch the next episode. And i'm obviously passionate enough about these shows to make whole posts about what I think was done badly and what could be changed. But for the aspects of HH or HB I enjoy, there are soo many more problems I have with it. Problems that won't go away unless Viv stops seeing every criticism as a personal attack. Because if Vivzepop doesn't stop acting like her writing is some unreachable stuff that needs no changes I don't really see a point in assuming that these shows will ever get better.

#vivzepop critical #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel critique #helluva boss critical #helluva boss critique #helluva boss criticism #i dont support vivziepop

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dsknsk · 7 days

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I feel like the very concept of E.G.O Corrosion isn't talked enough about (maybe due to their hair nearly always remaining) but just stop and realize how creepy it is.

So, picture the following.

You are going into battle, together with your allies. Both you and them are armed and skilled, even if you don't always know what you will be facing. For emergency cases, your superior has given you something called E.G.O. And to gain it, you had to come into contact with...something. Something clearly not human. Something that you don't fully understand, but you know that it behaves with a totally different logic and morality than what you consider familiar. They call it an 'Abnormality', after all.

But somehow, you resonated with it. It was like something from deep inside of you accepted it. Like you felt what it felt. Maybe it was its struggles that particularly moved you. Or just everything it stood for.

You don't know. Either way, it resulted in you being able to synchronize with it, just for a moment, transforming you to draw out its powers to fight with. It's like a short while that you cooporate, it agreeing with you just for a moment.

And yes, it talks to you.

Usually, it's in the background and you can easily drown it out with your own thoughts. And you only talk back when you're using E.G.O. But it's there. You feel a bit mentally drained after using E.G.O too, so you prefer not to use it too often.

At first, the fight goes just about okay. You start to think that you'll get this cleared together anytime soon. Your allies are fighting next to you, and everytime they happen to win a clash, your mind brightens up a little, boosting your own confidence in turn.

But then.

One of your allies fails a clash, and their punishment is harsh. The enemy doesn't seem to stop their assault on them, staggering them and beating them into a pulp. And then, you've lost them.

You know that in the end, you'll all be brought back, but it nonetheless takes a toll on you. Your mind blurs, and you find yourself losing your focus much more often. At the very least, you see that your allies aren't doing so well, either.

It doesn't take long before things go from bad to worse, and your mind can't take it anymore. The voice of the Abnormality you resonated with rings in your head still, but now, you can't bring yourself to suppress it anymore. Your mind is too weary to do such a thing.

So you allow for it to swallow you whole.

Your consciousness falls into a dark abyss, your body warping as the Abnormality takes over, speaking through your mouth, with your voice. You've lost all common sense and couldn't care less for arbitrary things like 'ally' or 'enemy'. Why do they matter, anyway? You can't bring yourself to think about it.

So you lash out. You let it lead for you, letting it run wild with free reign. Your body is changed, cruelly contorted into...something that they stare at in horror. The cries and desperate shouts of those around you don't reach you anymore. It's all clouded over, until...

You're back.

Still in a daze but also not, you feel that you can think for yourself again. You're not doing great, but you're not going off the deep end like just then either. You now know what you just did - the looks on your allies' faces tell you enough. And even now the voice is back to being just slight background noise, your acts just then will always feel like it was on some level, your own.

There's no time to think about that, though. For the battle hasn't yet ended.

#limbus company #yes i think abnos talk to the wielders of their ego #weve read it in kalis book in ruina #and in the same game the abno associated text appears above the nugget head when you choose them for an abno page

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hoeforhao · 8 months

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hi hello so i looked through the prompts and LET ME TELL U. prompt 1 and 4 with a bratty reader and mean dom wonwoo or joshua? instant brainrot for me. also i love ur writing ehehe <3

okay this is my first one for the prompts, thank you sm for all the thirsty requests!!!😼 i initially wanted to do this with joshua but there are already three joshua requests so 😵‍💫prompt list

Being the bratty little girl you are and walking in on wonwoo playing games with his friends, when he had specially warned you several times not to ; dressed up in a tight silk skirt, straddling his lap while his friends were on a video call with him, meant landing onto his satan side - the only difference being this satan will take away all the senses in your pussy rather than your soul!!

"What did I tell you love, hmm?" wonwoo places one of his fingers under you chin harshly pushing your face up from burning holes into the floor to meey his face, his eyes which have now turned from soft kitten orbs to dark sinister ones.

You were so engrossed into the anticipation of the doom that was gonna shower on you soon, that the sudden shift of your eyes from the dark tiles to his red beads made your own ones blink in sensitivity.

"I-I'm so..sorry wonu" your last game plan to escape from his wrath was to give him those puppy eyes, but alas this time you've truly got on the last of his nerves and nothing could save you now.

"That's not the answer to my question honey" wonwoo's grip on your chin tightens, ensuring to leave his mark on there later.

Realizing that there's no running away from the fruit of your actions this time, you give in to his lordship."You t-told me not to...not to disturb you while...." you took a long pause before saying out the keyword to your answer, too long for wonwoo's liking.

"Did cat got your tongue sweetheart? Hmm? You know I don't like to wait" wonwoo drawing his nails through your tightly shut lips made a whimper escape the dark caves, making your blurt out the last word from the sudden pain.

"Gaming. You told me not to disturb you while you were gaming"

"And what did you do? The exact thing that I you from, right?" you could only nod in response while being harshly pushed to your knees onto the cold floor, your face perfectly aligning in front of his bulge.

"You do know how much I hate bratty girls, don't you love?" wonwoo's hands now shift from your shoulders to the drawstrings of his sweats, untying them in one quick swish and pushing the grey piece of clothing along with his boxers down his waist ; his painfully hard cock springing up against his stomach in the process.

No matter how many times you've see his cock, no matter how many times you've jumped on the same, blew him off, you're still taken aback everytime at the beauty of his length - pink veins running down the tip to his balls and connecting them with those on his abs, perfectly rounded mushroom head...

“This cock isn’t going to suck itself” wonwoo's sudden remark brings you out of the trance of admiring your boyfriend's perfect dick, as he firmly grabs onto a bunch of your hair, instantly pushing your mouth onto his throbbing length.

Getting what your lips have been wanting since the very time you saw him in those gray sweatpants, you waste no time in moving your mouth up and down his girth, as if the sole purpose of your cavity was to fill his cock into and give him the most tantalizing head of his life.

Your tongue decides to be all bratty again as you momentarily take his cock out of your mouth to lick the precum leaking down his tip, while you hand ghosts above his balls, giving them a tight squeeze in the way.

Wonwoo's groans grow impatient as he has finally had enough of your shenanigans and decides to not let you loose anymore. He yanks your hair back again, forcing his entire length into your mouth, and holding you in place constantly with the grip on your head, leaving only the minimum amount of space required for you to bob up and down his cock.

"F-fuck fuck fuck such a slutty mouth, taking...taking me all in into its warmth" his hold on your scrap stiffens as you are now left incompetent to speak, his tip hitting the absolute back end of your throat, making you gag for some sort of air into your lungs.

Your movements begin to slump as you feel wonwoo start twitching inside your mouth, his hand on your hair slowly relieving itself, while the veins on his cock go from strained to a relaxed state. And with that without a single warning, he shoots all his load into your cavity, some of it already making its way down your throat and the rest of it dripping down onto your lap.

"So fuckin pretty" wonwoo opens his eyes to now look at the picture he has painted in front of him - the cum stained face of his bratty girlfriend, dried out tears still pooling at the corner of her eyes while his juices leaked down her maroon lips.

"You came, but what about me wonu?" your panties were leaking wet from your own slick, pussy throbbing from the heat building up inside your stomach, wanting to be filled up by the warmth of wonwoo's cock.

“If you want to cum you have to beg, love” wonwoo's hands land on your shoulders again to pick you up from the praying position of worshipping his dick, and pushing you onto the bed, buckling up for the long night that's about to ensure now.

#kpop #seventeen #svtcreations #wonwoo smut #svt smut #wonwoo drabble #wonu smut #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo x y/n #seventeen smut #kpop smut #svt drabbles #kpop drabbles #seventeen drabbles #smut prompts #prompt list #wonwoo imagines #svt headcanons #wonwoo headcanons

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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Same thing (I don't know if the last one said 'x reader' or '& reader', but the difference is platonic versus romantic, as an fyi)

Rottmnt & female!reader where Y/N has the sort of big-sis presence April has, but she basically adopts everyone she meets, and her thing is to give them nicknames that relate to something they do or reminds her of them (and she gets mad if anyone else uses them). Torts kinda short-circuit the first time she refers to them by the given nicknames, and she doesn't even realize (but when she does, she kinda blows it off)

~Can be Raph x reader also because he would absolutely melt at a s/o as protective over his brothers as he is~

This is definitely not because I often see Raph angst and think "Nooo bubby it's ok!"

Or Donnie is Tinker. Cuz he likes tinkering

Mickey is also bubby but also lil'Mike

Leo is Baby Blue

Don't bully me this is my head it controls me I don't control it

~🌺👸

This is INCREDIBLE Anon! Don't worry, I'm working on your other asks, but this one CALLED to me! (I did make it romantic with Raph, because he is my favorite boy 😌.)

RISE BOYS WITH A BIG-SIS READER.

Leo:

Leo adores you.

He loves spending time with you,

And it's kinda a competition between him and Donnie to see who can keep your attention.

Raph is winning by default though.

Leo loves that even though you're like a big sister,

You nowhere near as over bearing as Raph.

But he knows you still worry,

So he trys to tone it down a bit.

He gets so genuinly happy when you laugh at his jokes.

Like he will literally, hug you everytime you laugh.

Without fail it makes his day.

As for his nickname,

He's totally not a supporter.

At least that's what he tells everyone.

"Hey, Baby Blue, help me with these boxes, will ya?"

*Dramatic sigh*

Leo goes to you for advice on things he doesn't want the others to know.

Like if he's nervous about how they'll react to something,

He'll go to you.

Because you don't judge.

You just listen, and once he's done talking,

You'll tell him what you think, and how to go about the situation.

Leo loves you, and the second you stepped into their lives, he dubbed you, "Big Sis (Name)."

Donnie:

Donnie likes having you around.

At first he was kinda apprehensive,

But the minute you took on the role of older sister, his vision kinda changed.

He enjoys spending as much time with you as possible.

Mostly because of how good you are at listening.

Never, not once, have you ever interrupted his rambling, or explainations.

You just sit there, and wait untill he's done to ask questions.

And he loves that.

That's another reason why you're the first to see a newly finished project.

Because every single time, you wait for him to stop talking,

Then you tell him how cool it is, and how proud you are, and ask questions about it.

Ngl,

The first time this happened, he teared up.

But don't worry, they were happy tears.

As for his nickname,

He is not a fan,

He will scoff everytime.

"There you are Tinkerbell! I thought I lost ya."

"Scoff!"

You didn't think I meant an actual scoff did you?

Lol.

You have to try and keep Donnie from doing stupid stuff to test his inventions.

And if you aren't there to prevent the stupidity,

You're always there to bandage him up, and scold him.

But he doesn't mind, he knows it's just because you care.

Mikey:

Mikey absolutly loves you.

Whenever you come to visit,

He'll stop whatever he's doing to give you a hug.

Doesn't matter what it is he's doing,

You will get that hug.

His favorite thing is drawing you pictures.

You have so many, you can barely see your wallpaper anymore.

But who cares?

You probably have the best decorated room in all of New York thanks to those drawings.

Mikey LOVES his nickname.

It makes him feel special.

"Where's my Little Dumpling!"

"That's me! I'm her Little Dumpling!"

Mikey does his best to impress you,

He just wants to make you proud.

So he likes to show off when your around,

And it scares the crap out of you.

Just make sure you don't turn your back for to long,

Because he will accidentally hurt himself.

You have pretty much taken on the role of mother around Mikey.

Raph:

The second, Raph met you he was whipped.

Poor boy short circuted for like a full 5 minutes.

He loves how much you care for his brothers like their your own family.

He thinks it's amazing that someone else can love them like he does.

If they ever stress him out,

He'll talk to you about it because he knows you can relate.

The two of you are pretty much parents to three extremely chaotic children.

Raph loves that you give everyone nicknames,

He thinks it's cute.

He loves his nickname,

And he gives you one of your own.

"Big Red! come help me look for my backpack, I lost it!"

"Sure thing Cutie Pie!"

Raph invites you over as often as possible.

Movie nights,

Just some regular old quality time,

Anything he can do to have you over.

He just loves spending time with you.

You two are always trying keep the younger ones from accidentaly killing themselves.

And it is not an easy feat.

But hey,

You two are trying your best.

.........................................

There you go Anon! I hope I wrote this to your liking. It's kinda rushed, but I personally love it.

#tmnt #x reader #tmnt x reader #raphael x reader #rottmnt #rise!raph x reader #donnie x reader #leonardo x reader #leonardo x reader tmnt #rise!donnie x reader

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factual-fantasy · 1 month

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First...

HOWS TUNA BEEN DOING? AND ELLIE? AND LOUIS? WAAAAAAH THEYRE SO PRECIOUS TO MEEEEEEE

Second...

OUUUUUUUUGH I LOVE ELLIE SO MUUUUUUCHHHHH

I think I misunderstood her a bit there. She isn't the best with body language, and has bitch resting face. People would be "I think the doesn't like me at all", only to realize after getting to know her a bit that she does, in fact, like you, she just express it differently. She cooks fou you your favorite meal when your down, if you need to be alone but not alone she offers her kitchen as a safe place, when you shove a flower to your mouth she looks at you wondering "why didn't you asked for a snack if you were this hungry?". She's a lovely cookie and I love her so much. She's just... hard to read, that's all. I wonder if there's someone at the crew that has the ability of traducting her body language to the others, like when she just stares at your soul with empty eyes, that person would say: "she thinks your fighting technique is neat :D" and she'll nod like "yes, that".

Third...

I NEED to know WHAT HAPPENED HERE

I know you probably drew it to show Cuttlefish cool ability, but

HE LOOKS SO SCARED WHAT HAPPENED THERE

I know he doesn't trust Cuttlefish that much, and maybe seeing her make herself gigantic didn't help him to trust her more, at least in the moment. Probably he's seeing her do that for the first time and that's why he so scared. "I didn't knew she could do that, is she hiding more to us? What if she's hiding worse things?" Would Tuna think those things? That's if his neurons manage to make the thought of course.

But thats not what this is about, what the hell happened to Spidercrab?! He looks out of combat, Cuttlefish is protecting him like this because this is an extreme situation, and Tuna just... he isn't looking at Spidercrab to see the wounds, he's looking at her with something in between of confusion and fear (be it because of her or because of Spidercrab or both). I think is a nice detail that the "what the hell Cuttlefish" is stronger than the "Spidercrab are you OK or are you dead?" In his mind, at least for the seconds this image lasts, he probably dismiss it shortly and actually atends to their unconscious medic.

Spidercrab looks like he took a bad hit or a particularly bad injury, and looks that he's been face on the floor since. Tuna has just arrived at his side, kneeled and the something huge appears at his side. He freezes and looks, only to see a... gigantic... Cuttlefish... somehow... his tiny Algae brain isn't understanding. He doesn't understands it, so he fears it because what else would he do? Oh! He has better things to do! She'll take care of that cookie, he should take care of Spidercrab and get him so safety if he can be moved! It's too dangerous!

Maybe this image takes place after he's cheked if Spidercrab is alive and breathing and he gives himself this moment of contemplating in fear whatever this secretive cremated is doing.

Idk, I love this little things you probably didn't think of much while doing <3

AND FINALLY

How's the relationship between Pinwheel and Tuna? They're both troubled youths from what you've said, right? Do they come from the same place? Do they bond or they're rivals on who has the less braicells (Tuna does, no doubt)?

And... that's it for now, I LOOOOVE your characters and WILL ask about them everytime I can ;] <3

XDD It's good to read from you again! Louis, Tuna and Ellie are all doing great I'm sure! As for your comment/questions..

Yeah, Ellie is just a bit stone faced. That's all! But I imagine that most of the crew is able to read her to some extent. But out of all the crew, I imagine that Seafoam and Octo are the very best at reading her. Mostly because they've known her for so long. But also because Seafoam is good at reading Octo! Who is pretty stone faced himself.. and Octo can read Ellie because he has lot of the same body language as her! XDD

As for the Cuttlefish drawing, you're right about it being just a random scenario to show off Cuttle's power. But while I'm thinking about it..

I imagine that the crew must have been on an island of somekind. Since it's rare that any of the crew gets hurt like that when they're all together on the ship..

Maybe they were looking for treasure? Or supplies? Who knows.. but I know most of the crew got separated, and attacked by... Some cookies.? <XD

The point in the end though, is Spidercrab isn't really a fighter. So when faced with an opponent, he got taken down.. probaaably by getting hit in the chest or gut-

Cuttlefish wouldn't usually use this ability, as it goes against her preferred fighting style.. so she must have felt backed into a corner. With her friend down, and her cover already blown. She just panicked and used it as a last resort.

I think you're right about Tuna. He's already pretty sceptical about Cuttlefish, so having her suddenly whip out this ability he didn't know she had would be something for sure.. though I think this would oddly build more trust with her.

I pictured her defeating this baddie and then shrinking back down. She turns and has a genuine look of worry and stress on her face, rushing over to check on Tuna and Spidercrab. The fact that she has such a power but has never used it to fight back against the crew or intimidate anyone.. it kinda gives him a different view of Cuttlefish. But then again, hidden ability, what else is she capable of? Sus?? It's a double sided coin- <XDD

Lastly, Tuna and Pinwheel! I picture them coming from similar places but turning out to be very different people.

I think of Tuna as coming from a bad place where he was hurt but other people. Which caused him to be very resistant to authority and just people in general. Though he is slowly able to take his walls down and feel comfortable around the crew.

Pinwheel however came from a place where she was greatly traumatized, but it wasn't because of one person or people. More like a sunken ship disaster or a tsunami situation. Something where she longed for the comfort and guidance of other people.

And that's exactly what she found with Seafoam and his crew. She soaked up their generosity and kindness like a sponge. She especially found comfort in Seafoam's gentle personality. She quickly grew past her trauma and now is almost as jolly and energetic as Louis!

When it comes to them interacting..? Hmm.. I can see Tuna being a real jerk and making it hard for Pinwheel to really get to know who he truly is.. whenever Pinwheel tried to have fun or goof around, Tuna would always resist it. They probably didn't interact much at first..

..Now as time went on and Tuna lightened up? I'm sure they grew much closer. Pinwheel and Tuna actually have similar energy and like a lot of the same things. I can see Pinwheel and him getting into trouble, talking about life and pigging out on Ellie's cooking together. They'd be best friends! :}}}

Anyways, thank you again for the interest in my critters and for the ask! They're always so fun to read! :}} ✨💞✨

#my response #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ocs #my ocs

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schizoidcel · 6 months

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Would you mind doing Zooble x Gangle alphabet bs? Just trying to see more of the ship on my fy yk? (Also just to clarify, bc I feel the need to say this and bc it’s commonly misunderstood, Zooble and Gangle are both ADULTS Zooble is 22 and Gangle is about 24 or so)

# ZOOBLE x GANGLE ☆

Yes ofc. I love these 2 luvlies they own everyone

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♡ FLUFF ALPHABET !!

warnings :: None except the fact that once again I didn't proofread. Also this has the old alphabet format I used

Activities - Their favourite things to do with one another is drawing, crafting, talking, literally just doing anything together or being near one another is their favourite thing to do with eachother

Boo! - Neither of them are too fond of suprises. Gangle finds them abit off putting, and Zooble finds them lowkey corny and annoying

Comfort - Gangle definitely makes it obvious that she's upset, it's definitely unintentional though, therefore Zooble knows whenever to comfort her. Though if we're speaking the other way around, Zooble dosen't like to talk about what upsets them too much, but if Gangle realizes, they'll definitely try cheering them up to the best of her abilities

Dance - I dont think neither of them are good dancers, nor like dancing that much, but Gangle definitely likes to dance secretely ..

Emotions - Gangle is more open than Zooble, but Zooble makes sure to also share their emotions with Gangle once in awhile, as to not make her worry about them

Future - Both of them are unsure, but they definitely want to keep being together after they get out one day

Gifts - Gangle definitely is the main gift giver. She loves giving Zooble things she crafted or drew, and I imagine Zoobles room also being lots of abstract things so they fit in perfectly

Hold - GODDD THEY CAN HOLD EACHOTHER SO WELL since Zoobles body is kinda a mish mash and Gangles body is very flexible thanks to the ribbons she can just wrap them around their body. It's perfect.

Ideal - Their ideal date is definitely a quiet place. I feel like both of them don't like people that much, so I think dates behind closed doors is where they're most comfortable

Jealousy - I think neither of them would get jealous that much, Gangle definitely more than Zooble, but again it's unlikely because they trust eachother alot

Kisses - Kissing is a . hard situation for both of them. While Gangle kind of has a mouth, Zooble dosen't really, so Gangle usually kisses Zooble anywhere on their head

Love - Again, mostly its gift giving for Gangle, and words of affirmation/quality time for Zooble

Melt - I think it's just when. Like whenever Zooble compliments Gangle she dies abit inside /pos

Nicknames - Gangle sometimes calls Zooble a corny nickname, and even if Zooble gets inner shivers from it, they can't help but get flustered abit everytime. Zooble also likes to call Gangle a petname only when it's them two hoheha

Obvious - The crush they have on eachother you can DEFINITELY see more clearly on Gangle than on Zooble. But you can see how Zooble gets abit more nervous when near Gangle

Pets - ... I don't really know how u could have pets in this place . But they'd definitely have a cat together

Quiet - They LOVE being in comfortable silence with eachother

Romance - Gangle is a sucker for romantic stuff in secret I feel like, though Zooble not really. But I think that both of them aren't "romantic" all that much, you get me ?? 😭

Safe - I think the fact that Zooble always stands up for themself is what makes Gangle feel so safe around them !!

Tend - While Zooble only gets slightly worried, while Gangle gets over the MOON worried whenever Zooble even gets a scratch ...

Unique - I think. Their "contradicting" personalities is what attracts them both to eachother most 💁‍♀️

Variety - I feel like Gangle would like the same old things, while Zooble is a bigger fan of trying out different stuff. So I like to think that for example, whenever they try a new thing out (like a new activity to perform), they do the same old things in eachothers room after they're done with it

Wash - Does the concept of stinking even exist in this place . Either way, both of them would be clean people, but Zooble definitely has a stricter routine than Gangle. If it were the real world, they'd so do eachothers nails

XO - Both arent a big fan of PDA. Zooble dosen't want to deal with teasing or looks, and Gangle would get too flustered, they'd rather have eachother for themselves privately

Yearn - I think when they miss eachother, they don't show it that much, as much as they want to feel eachothers presence

Zzz - Like I said back in the cuddling point, they definitely sleep like that whenever they sleep together. They're adorbs

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ׂૢ་༘࿐ Thank you for reading! ♡

I tried my best wit this. hope u likesy luv 🌚

#gangle x zooble #zooble x gangle #tadc

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thesilliestangel4ever · 1 year

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" angel statues " everytime he sees you, you're always by an angel statue sketching away, looking up every once in a while to gaze upon the sculpture once more. one day, he finds you've drawn one who eerily resembles him.

Includes: g/n reader, pomefiore

Warnings: cringe, ooc [ i have not made it past book 6. . . Apologies!]

[ Vil Schoenheit ✿ ]

Of course Vil would notice you, with you hunched over your sketch book like a shrimp. He fixed up your posture and scolded you about it.

He had seen you drawing near sculptures, most commonly around angel statues and perhaps even gargoyles. Though he never thought much on it, thinking you were likely studying them or just happened to be near them.

One day, he comes over to correct your posture once more, but not without his gaze hovering over to your sketchbook. What he saw was an unfinished drawing of the statue before you, but something was off. The hair was different.

He then realized, how the hair and even some of the facial features resembled his own. He huffs and leaves, deciding not to comment. Though he cannot deny that he feels flattered that you'd compare him to the likes of an angel.

You truly are a specimen, aren't you?

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[ Rook Hunt ✧]

Rook is well... A guy. Yep, he's a guy indeed. I think it's quite obvious that he would realize your habit of drawing angel statues and other sculptures alike.

In fact, he may already know that you draw him– but let's pretend he doesn't know that yet, okay?

It's after all your classes have ended, and you're sitting on a bench eith your sketchbook. He, of course, decides to approach you slowly.

And he happens to see the page, and it really doesn't take him long to see it's meant to be him. He thinks it's so beautiful–

And if you haven't noticed his presence now, you definitely will now because hes yelling praises at you, and telling you how talented you are.

"Beauté!"

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[ Epel Felmier ♡ ]

Epel already knows you like to draw sculptures, since you show him your sketches sometimes because you're classmates and pretty good friends.

He's also seen you by said sculptures a lot of the time, but has never been able to approach you because he has to take those stupid etiquette lessons with Vil...

But one fateful day, he's finally able to approach you when you're drawing! He wants to see the process but you wont let him for some reason... But somehow, he gets a glimpse– either because you finally gave up or he managed to snatch the book–

Either way, what he sees is a super cool drawing! But... Why is the hair different? It doesn't take long for him to put two and two together to realize you're drawing him as the statue.

Epel is flustered, and apologizes before running off. He doesn't hate it ! He just doesn't know how he should feel... But not in a negative way!!!

Later on he apologizes for running off and he's very appreciative for the drawing.

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Sorry for disappearing again! I will try to work on my current requests, but please give me more requests!!

Read my rules before requesting, please.

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crownedcrowrow · 1 year

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I realized I should really make a reference sheet for myself so I wouldn't have to keep going back to different pieces everytime I want to draw them. Figured I could also post it here because I never really told y'all who is who other than outline colors. I plan to give them an accessory or two as a better indicator because the colors are not super different aside from Donnie and it's hard to tell after I render because they're in the dark most of the time.

Leo: has light eye lines that stretch across his face, a dark triangle like mark oh his nose and two dark marks on the shoulder of each arm.

Shell: two big spikes

Raph: light (I call them pacman marks) on the side of his eyes, these face inward and light mark the trails from his mouth to under his chin. Two little light spikes on nose.

Shell: 2 small spikes on each side of the shell

Donnie: same as Raph but ( pacman ) eye marks face outward. Has light shoulder arm markings but it's literally just a wifi symbol. One spike on nose.

Shell: 2 small spikes on each side of the shell

Mikey: light triangle like mark on nose and a bunch of freckles on face, arms and legs.

Shell: little spikes like the tail on the rim going down.

They all have weird faded marks on the hands and feet but I just have those there for fun.

You also get bonus croctots doodles! Hope all the text didn't freak anyone out.

( Edit: I have not been super faithful to my own ref sheet, almost everytime I draw them I alter the colors slightly msksnksj )

#pixelcrowart #Row talks #tmnt #tmnt au #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #papadile and croctots au #tmnt leo #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raph #tmnt raphael #tmnt donnie #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt turtle tots #turtle tots #reference sheet

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lovingrosewho · 9 months

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Grudges

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

MULTICHAPTER

CHAPTER FIVE

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: the BAU is investigating a series of murders in your hometown, and you’re right in the middle of it, but Dr. Spencer Reid takes a particular liking in you.

Warnings: partial nudity maybe?

You don’t realize when it starts to get dark. You’ve been lost in your thoughts for hours withouts noticing, therefore, not wanting to risk your safety, you stand up and begin walking to Spencer’s apartment, even if you would prefer avoiding confrontation.

When you arrive, you fin Spencer sitting on the same position you saw him when you left. The moment you enter the door, he stands up startled.

“(Y/N), how-how are you?” he stammers making you chuckle when you approximate him.

“I’m fine, Spence. You?” you question throwing your arms around his neck, his hands instinctively wrap around your hips.

“Confused, to say the least” he admits separating himself from you but leaving his hands on your hips while you hold him by his shoulders. You nod slowly.

“I know, I’m sorry” you apologize sincerely “I’m sorry ran away and left you here without an explanation, but Spencer... I’m scared okay? I come from an abandonment history, first my father, then my mom and finally... Connor. I just... don’t want to get hurt anymore”. Spencer nods understandingly.

“I know but, (Y/N)... I’m scared too... my life has been...” his voice cracks “Complicated as well, you know that”. And you do, he has told you bits about his life, only slight glances into what he’s been through; his mother having schizophrenia and alzheimer, his father leaving them, Maeve...

“Yes, I-I know, Spence, just... let me... clear my mind okay? Right now my life has been a rollercoaster, I don’t think I am... emotionally stable, I’m not even sure what I want”. Reid stares at you feeling powerless, accepting your decision. He takes his hands off your hips as you do the same with his shoulders.

He caresses your cheek before kissing you on the forehead goodnight.

It’s cold. Extremely cold. You’re only wearing your pajamas. Steam leaves your mouth everytime you exhale. You’re walking above an eternal mirror which only reflects darkness, filling the place on its existence. Except for your figure on it. Your feet hurt. All of a sudden, you see someone on the distance, and recognize Connor’s shape. You run towards him, but when you get there, he disappears.

You wake up and stay still on the couch for a few minutes, expecting for some reason to be in your house in Delaware, with Connor waking you up telling you it was just a nightmare. In the time your eyes take to adjust to the blackness and the shadows in the room, illuminated only by the moonlight, you start sobbing loudly, crying over Connor, cursing him between mumbles for leaving you.

You hear steps on the house and incorporate to see Spencer looking at your red eyes, tired from crying. Without a word, he picks you up from the couch, blankets still wrapped around your trembling body, and carries you to his room, leaving you gently on his bed and cuddling you as the big spoon, letting you cry until you fall asleep again.

When you wake up, you’re still in his arms, hearing his breathing, when you notice his index finger drawing circles in your arm. You turn around and find him already awake, staring at you behind the curly locks of hair that fall in front of his eyes. He smiles at you warmly.

“Hi” he says softly as you hide your face on the crook of his neck, feeling an oncoming migraine due to the fatigue from crying.

“I’m drained” you whisper, to which he responds holding you tighter.

“It’s logical, according to research from the 1980s, psychogenic tears differ in composition from other tears, and it’s theorized that crying may be a way to rid the body of stress-related chemicals, tears also serve the same purpose in the eye that blood does elsewhere in the body, delivering oxygen and nutrients and removing waste products” he explains making you chuckle at his statement.

Spencer’s cellphone begins to ring, you reach out for it, handing it to him, resting your head on his chest as he speaks.

“Yeah JJ” he answers “Now? Uh... no. Yeah. Okay. Thanks” he huffs as he hangs up.

“What is is?” you question separating from him, putting the weight of your head on your elbow, funnily watching as he stands up and begins to get undressed... in front of you. You giggle, not alerting him to see how long it takes him to realize this fact.

“We have a case” he says ashamed as he takes off the t-shirt he was previously wearing to sleep, not really wanting to leave you on your own in this kind of situation.

“Oh” you exclaim, sad because of knowing you won’t be able to see him in at least a week.

“I’m sorry” he says giving you a guilty glance while he looks for a shirt to wear to work.

“It’s okay Spence, it’s your job” you tell him, making him relax a little.

“Thank you” he says, and when he’s about to pull his pajama pants down, you start giggling uncontrollably, standing up to let him get dressed properly. “What is it?” he asks confused. When he realizes what he was about to do, looking down at his naked torso, he blushes a deep shade of red “(Y/N) I...” you cut him off by hugging him, feeling his skin beneath your fingers, running your nails smoothly on his back.

“It’s okay, I’ll let you get dressed” you murmur setting aside his golden locks from his face illuminated by the sunlight before leaving the room, heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

He comes out, joining you in the kitchen, avoiding your gaze. You giggle.

“Spencer, really, it’s okay, I’m sorry for not telling you, I just wanted to see how long it took you to notice, I never wanted you to feel inadequate” you apologize shrugging.

“I know, it’s just... I feel so comfortable and confident around you I forgot... nevermind”. You nod, not sure if you want to know the end of that phrase.

“Thank you, for what you did last night for me” you tell him changing the subject. He smiles.

“Anytime”. He shifts uncomfortably “Will you be okay on your own?” you frown as you set the table.

“I will. I think... I think I’ll go back to Delaware” you confess, making an awkward silence fall in the room.

“Oh” Spencer pronounces dryly. You give him a confused look before explaining yourself.

“I need to see what they did to Connor’s body and make arrangements for the move”. He changes his mood to a more disappointed one.

“Today?” he inquires taking his messenger bag.

“Yes, today” you declare as he takes his keys and heads to the front door “Spencer aren’t you going to have breakfast?”

“Not hungry” he says quickly and leaves. You stare at the door bewildered, subsequently sitting at the table and eating by yourself, wondering about Spencer’s sudden behavior.

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`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹in spite of it all, my love is dreaming the same dream

for lovers who hesitate

heeseung thought he loved the way your eyes sparked at the mention of books, until he realized that he just loved everything about you.

pairing- heeseung x f.reader

word count- 1.5K

genre- fluff, angst, strangers to not lovers, highschool!au, heart break, 3rd person pov

warnings- uh sad ending, also not proofread

an- this is inspired by jannabi's "for lovers who hesitate" mv and song :)... so this was all a spur of a moment thing... but ig i sort of like how it has turned out. hope yall enjoy it and ily <3!!

Lee Heeseung was a man of few words. He never said anything much, just went about his high school everyday, like a shadow in the bright chaotic world.

A world he wished he could be a part of.

But he was himself, too scared to open up to people, too afraid to let them in… because everytime he had… he was hurt.

Nevermind that, at least Heeseung had books and books had words. Words which always could express his underlying feelings. And he had the ability to draw. Drawings which could imitate his innermost imaginations. High school was nearing an end and he had to bear with these people, with his socially weird self for a few months.

He thought he was content with his quiet, friendless life.

Well, until he met her. In his favorite spot in the library.

She peeked in from the shelf, spotting him quietly sitting and reading, ‘Oh so you have this book.’

The moment he looked up to the source of the voice, Heeseung swore he could feel like those leads in books meeting the love of their life. He saw her half frame, giving him a polite smile. But what he noticed was how her eyes were greedily eyeing the book in his hands, sparkling with the desire to read it.

He knew this feeling.

And maybe that was the first thing that made him fall in love with her.

‘Y-you could have it’, he replied shyly, getting up and offering the book despite not wanting to stop reading it.

She tried to protest but eventually gave in, ‘You don’t wanna read it, right?’

‘Well, I want to but I think you should read it first.’

Heeseung realized what he had just said. He wanted to slap himself. This was always the number one mistake he made… being himself.

‘I see. Thank you so much! I’m Y/N, by the way’, she excitedly said while holding and inspecting the book.

He would have done anything to see her smile like that and be the reason for it.

Later that night, when Heeseung was in the comfort of his room, sitting at his desk with his sketchbook, he tried to recall her smiling face and he felt the butterflies all over again.

He had had crushes before but just one meeting with Y/N made him feel that it was different. That… she was different.

After the first meeting in the secluded library, Heeseung didn’t expect to see her again. He even found himself slowly forgetting how your lips curled up into a smile or how ecstatic her voice sounded upon getting the book.

But he couldn’t forget her eyes.

And that was the first thing Heeseung saw when he met her again at the local bookstore where he worked.

‘May I help you, ma’am?’ He asked, unbeknownst to who it was, upon seeing a girl struggling with a book on a high shelf.

She turned and that’s when he saw them. Her eyes… which flickered in recognition.

‘Oh, library boy?’

He nodded, feeling a blush creep into his cheeks at the nickname, before going on, ‘Which book do you want, uh Y/N?’

‘This one please.’

He reached for it and when he got it down, he turned to pass it to her, only to realize how close she was standing to him. Heeseung gulped nervously. Y/N looked even more ethereal up close.

‘H-hhere you go’, he stuttered while swiftly moving away.

‘Have you read this?’ she wondered, looking at the copy of Alice Oseman’s book, Radio Silence.

‘Yep! You should try this, I have a feeling you'll like it.'

‘I’ll see whether you are right or not. Thanks, uh…?’ ‘-Heeseung.’

‘Heeseung…’ she whispered under her breath. ‘I like the name’, Y/N smiled looking up at him.

And that look... Heeseung wondered, is this how… is this how love is supposed to feel like?

What was he even talking about? He had seen her a total of two times and knew nothing more than her name and a rough idea of her taste in books.

But why did it feel so deep then…?

Later when he went home, he started working on something.

A girl, a book and a smile that felt like it could light up the world.

‘Heeseung!’ a voice called out to him as he was exiting the school gates.

He froze in his spot, knowing well who it could be. He could recognize her voice anywhere.

‘Wait up’, she said in a gasping voice, catching up with him.

Nervously, he looked up from his book, ‘Y/N…?’

She nodded, flashing him the book from that day, ‘You were right, I loved it. So much!’

Heeseung felt his heart warm at her words, ‘Who’s your favorite?’

‘Hmm… i don’t know really. Because like I feel that more than the characters themselves, I liked how the author portrayed their relationships.’

‘Oh yes! And I personally feel the “coming-of-age” topic was dealt very specifically here and you know, with a lot of sensitivity.’

Her eyes lit up, that same spark from the other day.

Heeseung was surprised because it rarely ever was that his words made someone so excited, apart from his parents and older brother.

They continued discussing the way home and he swore he had never felt this way. Felt like his words and ideas could be so valued by someone.

‘And yes!’ Y/N said when they reached the road diverting to both their houses. ‘Wait’, she searched her bag and took out a book.

Rather the same book he had given to her that day in the library.

‘I borrowed it for you. Since, you gave up reading it in the middle.’

‘You didn’t have to’, he replied, feeling his stomach lurch.

‘Trust me, I did! Now take it’, she shoved the book in his hands and ran in the opposite direction.

And he just stood there, watching her departing figure, gripping the book tightly in his hands and feeling his cheeks heat up.

A slip of paper fell out of the pages. Heeseung bent down, picking it up.

It said I went through your library reading list and you have one of the best tastes imo! Enjoy the book!

Till date he has it stuck to his journal…

And so the weeks flew by as Heeseung and Y/N grew closer, but mostly outside the school. He never dared to approach her there, knowing how popular she was amongst his year.

He wouldn’t want her to be approached by a wallflower like him.

‘C’mon! It’s a great plot!’ Y/N whined, casually looping her arm around Heeseung’s one day, while having an intense conversation with him on a walk to the nearby park.

He stopped at the sudden contact, unsure of what to do. He turned to face her.

He could feel her tense up as she hastily moved her arm away, ‘Excuse me.’

But he didn’t want to excuse her. He wanted to keep her arm looped around his, to hold his hand, to hug him.

Heeseung just… wanted to love her without hesitating or letting his insecurities get the best of him.

Soon it was graduation, the time for him to get out the hell hole of four years. But maybe his last few months hadn’t been that bad.

Shoot, it wasn’t close to bad. It was one of the best, if not the best, years of his school time.

All because of Y/N…

Heeseung thought that he was ready. Well, not to confess but at least give her the sketch he had been working on for a while now. Tucked in a book.

He had it all planned. How the ceremony will be done and she will meet him at the bookstore and…

He sighed dreamily, walking up to where she stood in the school field, wanting to tell her about the time and place for meeting up later.

But upon approaching her laughing form, he froze in his tracks. He could feel his heart beat faster as he spotted a tall guy, dressed in casuals, standing beside her, his arm wrapped around his waist.

Heeseung didn’t want to believe it was true. Or it could be true. She had never mentioned that she had a boyfriend. He thought… he thought at least they both were… friends.

He stood there, looking at them, feeling his fragile heart shatter into a million pieces, the book in his hand fell to the ground with a thump.

Y/N looked back towards the source of the sound. And he saw her, or rather them. Her eyes.

Always pretty and soft. But unlike the previous times, they lacked any spark or excitement.

Heeseung thought they were filled with regret, or so he hoped because the next moment he turned around and ran in the other direction.

Away from her, away from the hope she had filled him with the last few months.

Who was he anyways? A broken foolish boy in this make believe world.

And in the book lying on the grassy field, in a piece of paper was her drawing, smiling and excited. Filled with love. Never wipe the smile off your face, ever.

The love Heeseung wished he had.

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