hihi!! can i request some silver the hedgehog rentry graphics if its not an issue?? its for one of our alters ^^ love your edits by the way!
HERE YOU ARE ^__^ silver is so freaking cool
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Devil×Devil or...
how good it is to be unperturbed
The thick volume of the 1820 list of magical creatures lay pleasantly in her hands. It wasn't too warm, but she liked the coolness, enjoying the slight breeze and the life-filled silence around her.
Someone else's warmth, the slight sound of someone else's breath, the crunch of leaves.
She tensed before she even realized it. A practiced reflex almost made her jerk toward her wand before she heard his voice.
"Do you want a baby?"
That question made her choke up. In the shade under the spreading crown of an old tree, where the cold spring sun barely warmed the April grass, she settled down. Normally Tom didn't come this early because of a schedule difference, but today Dumbledore's class had been canceled because of someone's prank. Everything in the transfiguration classroom, from the walls to the writing utensils was covered in bright pink glitter.
"I beg your pardon?" She squeezed out recovering from his sudden appearance and equally sudden attack.
Tom sighed, leaning against the fallen tree trunk she was sitting on.
"You're smart," her eyebrows crept upward, "You're a woman," he said as if he were listing points of argument rather than obvious facts.
"A little more and I'll decide you're offering me something," you said dryly, setting the book aside.
His face took on a slightly pinkish hue and she smirked quietly with the corner of her lips at his embarrassment.
"No," he nodded his head, "it's just that you're forward-thinking enough to want to leave a descendant. To mold something out of nothing."
"Pass on a part of myself, yes, I've thought of that. But no, no kids, not for the next twenty years for sure. And not in my womb."
He directed a studying gaze straight into her eyes.
"I didn't think you'd be willing to hand over responsibility for your-"
"And not in someone else's. I think it's quite possible to create something magically-supported by both partners. Or one person. Perhaps my child will be derived from just me and some essence from a drop of blood and magic of another kind. I don't know. The options are many."
Tom nodded understandingly, seeming to accept the idea as difficult but doable.
"You don't want to be vulnerable?"
"In a way. Growing something in yourself and not being able to precisely control the consequences... Not my thing. Besides..."
She grinned again, knowing he'd probably blush again.
"Have you ever imagined someone cumming inside you?"
His red cheeks and ears, as if scalded by boiling water, were worth the vulgarity of the utterance.
She giggled quietly at his face for another long moment. So dangerous, yet so easily embarrassed.
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obviously the popularization (or should i say tiktokification) of the whole "is he acoustic?" thing is the worst thing in the world especially as neurotypical take it and twist it to hell and back. Unsure if theyre neurotypical actually. but neurotypical enough for their jokes about it to be WEIRD. and like im not diagnosed but you know i have my suspicions. and thats whatever and im always conscious about self diagnosis. ANYWAY.
a few days ago in my psychology class something evil and terrible happened and i keep thinking about it... we;re learning about memory and how it works and theres different kinds of encoding (like putting an experience into memory storage). and theres visual encoding (the look of stuff) and semantic encoding (the meaning of stuff) and ACOUSTIC encoding (the sound of stuff). and when my psych teacher said these 3 types some of the most annoying kids in my class (their asses do not do the homework. brother this is AP. stop cheating on your 4 question reading check quizzes. stop talking to each other when were doing stuff. holy christ.) these kids were like ACOUSTIC! LOL! IS IT ACOUSTIC! TEE HEE! and i was pissed off. commenting that sort of thing on a tiktok post is one thing (as i expect terrible jokes to be there) but you shouldnt bring that into real life. especially not for such a mundane word as acoustic. do you flip your shit if i mention acoustic guitars? whats wrong with you? its the same kind of forbidden that mentioning homestuck at school is. or like danganronpa. or yaoi or other just SO online concepts. you dont bring that sort of thing to our place of LEARNING! HAVE RESPECT!
anyway thats my story. i keep thinking about it. hate these damn kids. i hope they all fail out of the class during finals. theyre literally so evil "psych teacher what do you meeean we have to do homework and reading :-( i dont waaanna im so buuusy cant we do this tomorrow cant we have a work day today instead of doing the fun things youve planned :-(" and like YOURE the one that signed up for the AP CLASS!!!!!!!! boo hoo you cant skip the reading this is COLLEGE. COPE!
all these damn kids have leadership and sports and like 4 ap classes and theyre taking a college class like ok youre burnt out you did it to yourself. cope and seethe or quit some extracurriculars. pretty sure fewer extracurriculars you do good on are better than 1 million extracurriculars you all FAIL. i also recognize i am like the best at doing school nothing truly gets me other than school i love to learn + will crumble in the job force cus im too good at school to be doing anything else but like you know. the least you can do is stop complaining. i wish murder was legal sometimes
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