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hawkscallsmedaddy · 6 months
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Have to find immediately
oc advice: don’t make your oc flashy looking or give them a tragic backstory or a weird name or
berserk: our protag is 6’8. he is so fucking huge he doesn’t fit in a panel unless the panel is focused on him. his entire life is just a massive series of unfortunate events starting from the day of his birth when he was born from a corpse hanging from a tree . he has a sword that is the same size as him and wears all black evil cursed hellhound themed armour that drinks his blood. he has an onscreen kill count of over 1000. literally everyone wants to fuck him. the first panel of berserk is a sex scene with his bootyass out. one of the main antagonists ruined everything partially because he was so horny for him. he is called guts. fuck yeah
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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Crack my ass, the first sentence of this thing is "The lights of the city played across the waters of the bay, creating their own swirling galaxy upon the waves."
You know it's gonna be good when the tag says "crack treated seriously"
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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You know it's gonna be good when the tag says "crack treated seriously"
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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In all seriousness tho, mate gets home from a dangerous mission and the first thing he does is clap some cheeks, he talks to maybe two people before he decides he wants to get laid
"He yelled in pleasure" bitch i hope you locked the door, or your mama gonna come in and shoot you in the dick with a tranquilizer dart
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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Actually you might be safe, because i don't care how good of a aim she is, that's a really small target
"He yelled in pleasure" bitch i hope you locked the door, or your mama gonna come in and shoot you in the dick with a tranquilizer dart
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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"He yelled in pleasure" bitch i hope you locked the door, or your mama gonna come in and shoot you in the dick with a tranquilizer dart
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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Reading storied on ao3 is all fun and games untill you start reading tags and get jumpscared by a story called "I missed you" and the first 3 tags have "welcome home sex" in it
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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I was reading a story and gasped so hard and swallowed a fly, for a second I choked but then I burped. A snack for the road I guess
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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In addition to this, I was told by the people in my house that I yelled "the lord coming for me" three times in five minutes while moving around, almost falling off the bed and then just stopped. They had to make sure I was still breathing because apparently that was a worry
I had a fucked up dream where I was trans and I called a god to help, to which a glowing figure descends from a cloudy sky. Soaked from the rain I ask the god for a new form and name in return for worship. They spoke in a weird watery and soft voice, formed of many feminine and masculine tones. "Poor child, you need not to call god for protection against connotation." The god formed into non binary version of me and said "No one can decide us but ourselves, the stars and earth do not care about what others think of you, only what you are made up of." It turned back into a glowing figure but even brighter and began to float back into the clouds. Before it disappeared it's voice rang out again "Stardust forms to what is desired, create yourself child." And then I woke up
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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I had a fucked up dream where I was trans and I called a god to help, to which a glowing figure descends from a cloudy sky. Soaked from the rain I ask the god for a new form and name in return for worship. They spoke in a weird watery and soft voice, formed of many feminine and masculine tones. "Poor child, you need not to call god for protection against connotation." The god formed into non binary version of me and said "No one can decide us but ourselves, the stars and earth do not care about what others think of you, only what you are made up of." It turned back into a glowing figure but even brighter and began to float back into the clouds. Before it disappeared it's voice rang out again "Stardust forms to what is desired, create yourself child." And then I woke up
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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New one finally because i'm a indecisive fuck face.
Vampire Hawks and caretaker Aizawa, or vice versa.
Quiet vampire that needs someone to stop them from going on bloodthirsty rampages, the care taker helps them control themselves and lets them bite to get some blood. The care taker takes it apon themselves to cook the vampire lover lots of meals with the vitamins then need.
Bonus points:
if the caretaker is aizawa and he's the scruffy "you'll live" caretaker.
If the caretaker is hawks and he sucks ass at cooking.
If either version of vampire lover is goth.
If Aizawa is the vampire and class 1-A wants to take pictures of him sleeping with his fangs sticking out because he's not use to them. Or if class 1-A tries overly hard to keep Aizawa out of the sun.
Aizawas sleep schedule doesn't change
I'ma start making head cannons that probably aren't even cannon and probably based a little bit off of role-playing with @icalleraserdaddy or dreams I had
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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Pov: you become a vrc youtuber and your buddy in this asks for a very specific fake ad
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No i will not give context
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 1 year
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It really says something about me when i only found out about markipliers onlyfans through his choo choo charles video
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 2 years
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Does mental disorders count?
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 2 years
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Incase anyone wonders, the story about how two people got married privately in their home, the grooms family got pissy about that so the brother and sister crashed the wedding and threatened them at gunpoint to rearrange to a public wedding with the family. The groom told his siblings off on how they never supported his relationship in the first place and didn't want any of them to be at the wedding or in his life to ruin his happiness any further, which made his siblings unbelievably angry and shot up his significant other, but he took the bullets for them.
In shame of killing their brother they left the weapons and the crying lover in the home and set it a blaze to hide the evidence. Little did they know that while they moved on and had families of their own their brother had survived the shooting and the house fire. he dragged his love out of the embers of what was their home and swore vengeance for their death but to his shock they came back for their own vengeance.
The once groom was still in love and helped his undead lover kill the murderers he hadn't seen in years, painting the family cabin in blood. He died in the end by the cold and charred hands of his dead fiance when he begged for them not to leave him in the human world. The no longer groom burned alive and joined his love in the firey depths of hell, living a happy ever after.
Remembering how i scared my teacher with a horror story i wrote as a gift for her baby. Reason was she would read to us Junie b Jones and i was always scared of the social interactions in the story and thought of it as a horror story. She said the baby liked to be read to sleep and i thought something like the horror stories would be nice since it was so good with my classmates. I made this little book out of printed paper and construction paper, gift card style held together by staples and stick glue, there were about 5 volumes of this story and my teacher returned all 5 after the weekend.
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 2 years
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Remembering how i scared my teacher with a horror story i wrote as a gift for her baby. Reason was she would read to us Junie b Jones and i was always scared of the social interactions in the story and thought of it as a horror story. She said the baby liked to be read to sleep and i thought something like the "horror stories" would be nice since it was so good with my classmates. I made this little book out of printed paper and construction paper, gift card style held together by staples and stick glue, there were about 5 volumes of this story and my teacher returned all 5 after the weekend.
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hawkscallsmedaddy · 2 years
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Continuing the continuing the continuing
Minecraft bugrock
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