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diazsdimples · 1 month

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @theotherbuckley @steadfastsaturnsrings and @puppyboybuckley (who published the final chapter of the Mudslide Fic, PLEASE go read it!)

I wasn’t gonna do this today cause I had the shift from hell and didn’t manage to write anything yesterday between birthday things but I managed to cobble this together after my shift! Frostpunk AU weirdly came back to me so please enjoy this small snippet!

Much to Buck’s relief, both Edmundo and Christopher are still alive when they make it back to the city, in record time as Bobby will have him believe. Rappelling down the cliff with two semi-conscious, reasonably unstable patients is more difficult than they’d initially anticipated, so in a rush of fear as he watches Bobby struggle with Christopher, Buck offers to bring the boy down himself.

Much like they did the day Buck carried Christopher to the cabin, they strap the child to Buck’s chest, using a small harness stored in the med kit on a “just in case” basis. Christophers head clunks repetitively against Buck’s chest as he pushes them off the cliff, slowly letting the rope out with each jump. He wishes that it wasn’t a two-hand job, that he could cradle Christopher’s head with one hand and keep the rope moving with the other.

Above him, Bobby abseils down with Edmundo dangling to the side of him in a basket. They’d done one last temperature check on the two of them before descending into the heavy, cold mist that lay over the city, and Edmundo’s had been the lowest they’d seen it since the rescue. The way Eli’s face had paled and he’d instantly tugged Bobby aside, talking with him in low, hushed tones was enough to tell Buck about the state of his health.

It made a cold, thrill of fear rush down Buck’s spine, settling in the pit of his stomach as a constant reminder of how precarious Edmundo and Christopher’s situation was, as he carried the small boy to safety.

The moment Buck and Christopher touched the ground, they were pounced on by a team of medics, headed by Hen.

“What’s the story, Buck?” Hen asked as she hurried to help peel off Buck’s outer layers and unclip him from the harness.

“Found this guy and his dad half frozen yesterday. He’s probably 7 or 8 years old and got moderate to severe hypothermia. Eli’s been monitoring him and he’s stable but barely conscious. Probably malnourished and seriously dehydrated,” Buck pants as he lowers Christopher onto the stretcher Hen has prepared. The kid’s light brown curls fall over his face, curling against his eyelids and Buck reaches out a tender hand to brush them back before he can stop himself.

If Hen notices, she chooses not to mention the look in his eyes as he does this.

“Alright, we’re going to take him to the med tent now. What about his dad?” Hen asks as two medics swiftly hoist Christopher’s stretcher into the air and run off in the direction of the nearest med tent.

Buck watches, half in a daze as Edmundo is lowered to the ground. His lips are pale and chapped, and his face looks lifeless and devoid of colour as his head lols to the side. A sick feeling creeps through Buck’s body as he thinks of how close they came to not making it back. How close Christopher came to losing his father.

“This is Edmundo Diaz, severe hypothermia, dehydration and malnourishment. He’s had issues with his oxygen and heart rate consistently through the journey home. Hen, he’ll need around the clock care, someone to stay with him, to keep an eye on him,” Buck says, hearing the urgency in his voice as he speaks. He doesn’t know what compels him, other than a sense that Edmundo is the other half of a magnet that’s drawing him ever closer, but Buck continues talking. “You guys can’t spare another medic but I-I don’t mind sitting with him. I’m good at taking his vitals a-and I could keep an eye on the kid.”

Hen eyes him, as if trying to read what his true motivation is. “Go,” she finally says, inclining her head towards the tent. Buck doesn’t need to be told twice.

No pressure tagging @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks @evanbegins @smilingbuckley @thekristen999 @elvensorceress @rainbow-nerdss @wikiangela @daffi-990 @watchyourbuck @disasterbuckdiaz @bucksbackwardcap @fortheloveofbuddie @aroeddiediaz @jesuisici33 @buckbuckgoose @exhuastedpigeon @cal-daisies-and-briars @wildlife4life @slightlyobsessedwitheverything @nmcggg @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @kitteneddiediaz @epicbuddieficrecs @spagheddiediaz @loserdiaz

#james writes #frostpunk au #tired words that probably don’t make sense #hoping this pulls me out of my writing funk #buddie #eddie diaz #911 abc #evan buckley #911 buddie #911verse #911 fanfic #911 #eddie x buck

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oddzo · 2 months

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I’m excited to finally be able to share my drawing of my favorite Camp Camp X Gravity Falls crossover idea! :D

A long string of my thoughts regarding the crossover under the pics, you have been warned lol

It’s crazy to me that despite all the jokes that Harrison looks like a human Bill Cipher there is absolutely no fanart (that I have found) of him interacting with any of the Pines.

Yeah there’s art of him with Bill, but the Pine’s family are the ones that have trauma from him and therefore would have the best reaction.

Just imagine them meeting the one kid that not only looks like someone possessed by Bill but also does real honest to god magic and has an affinity for fire!

With how much shit the Pine’s have dealt with it wouldn’t be a stretch for them that Bill came back as a kid. They’d probably assume Harrison was being possessed or something.

Harrison especially looks like Bipper so I’d imagine he’d be especially unsettling to Dipper and Mabel. (Probably gonna draw him and Mabel interacting next)

Dipper immediately being super suspicious of Harrison and doing that stalking thing he does to try and figure him out. Dipper seeing Harrison make a mistake with his magic that makes him not look great and Dipper just freaking out more.

Mabel being uncomfortable with Harrison but trying her hardest to be nice to him because he hasn’t actually done anything yet. Becoming friends when she realizes that Harrison is just a kid and not anything like Bill personality and morality wise.

Harrison enjoyed coloring in that one episode so she could probably get him to do art with her. They’d have so much fun with him showing her his magic tricks, he’d be so happy someone is genuinely interested. His magic would probably improve with the encouragement she would give him.

Mabel being reminded of Bipper whenever Harrison gets a bit arrogant. The thought goes away pretty quickly though cause he usually gets humbled really quickly and just accepts it lol

Ford also immediately being suspicious of Harrison but not doing anything rash yet until he can test him. Losing his shit the first time Harrison does magic in front of him.

Someone on here posted a mini fic thing where they said Ford almost dropkicked Harrison the first time he does magic and I love that (I’ll look for the post later and tag it here) Edit: here’s the link! https://www.tumblr.com/the-sprog/659871894550577153/i-just-had-an-idea-could-you-imagine-a-crossover

Stan giving Harrison the benefit of the doubt but keeping a close eye on him whenever he interacts with one of the twins. Not outright hostile to him but not exactly kind either.

Stan somehow finding out about how Harrison accidentally made his brother disappear and immediately noticing the similarities to what happened with him and Ford. He probably gains a bit of a soft spot for Harrison after and gives him pointers on random things, probably a few pep talks.

Oh also I know it’s just a difference in the two art styles but CC characters tend to have more yellow sclera and oval pupils/irises and it really doesn’t help Harrison’s case lmao

I can keep going but this post is already really long so I’ll stop for now haha 😅

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slasha482 · 5 months

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Fizz and Ozzie Story Ideas

You know, I have tons of ideas for stories between Fizz and Ozzie, but sadly I’m not a good writer. I´ve tried before to write fanfiction for other fandoms, but I always end up discarding what I’ve written (I can write in script format no problem, but prose has always been difficult for me). So I decided I’m gonna write down these ideas in here, in case I eventually make them comics, or for anyone who likes them and decides to make their own stuff based on these!

Ozzie has a fight with another Sin (probably Mammon) and comes home hurt, so Fizz takes care of his injuries. Ozzie could have win the fight, lose it, or the fight could have ended up in a tie.

A gang attacks a place where Fizz is currently in, and in the commotion, one of them manages to rip one of Fizz’s prosthetic bases (you know, the things that are attached to his torso and leg stumps that make it possible for the arms and legs to connect to his body) and Fizz gets severely hurt. Ozzie then appears to beat the shit out those guys and take Fizz to a hospital.

Fizz defends one of his younger fans from some asshole drunk adult (the adult could be berating the kid or trying to hurt them).

Fizz gets hit on by a very pushy guy, and Ozzie is NOT happy about the situation.

(This one is more of a what-if scenario after Fizz has already quit from Mammon’s contract) Fizz realizes that Mammon and Buckzo conspired to keep him and Blitz apart all those years ago. Fizz is devasted and Ozzie consoles him. (There could be a bonus scene where Fizz breaks the news to Blitz and they both have to comfort each other. Blitz could also bow to somehow get back at them.)

Ozzie and Fizz go to one of Beelzebub’s parties and they hang out with Bee and Vortex.

Ozzie is left furious after a meeting with someone and only Fizz can help him calm down.

Ozzie is about to get hurt by an angelic weapon but Fizz takes the hit for him. Fizz is severely injured but, after a lot of time, he manages to recover (there could be a bonus scene of Blitz visiting Fizz in the hospital).

Stolas feels extremely insecure about his relationship with Blitz, so Fizz appears to tell him that while, it is true that Blitz is an idiot in denial, he does care for Stolas, and not to give up on him just yet.

Ozzie decides that, to keep his grimoire safe, he’ll give it to Fizz. Fizz feels that he is not the ideal person to have such a big responsibility, but Ozzie reassures him that there is no one he trusts as much as him.

Ozzie gives Fizz an Asmodean crystal to use in case of emergency.

Fizz and Blitz get roped in to a fight while hanging out, and Fizz uses one of the spells in Ozzie´s grimoire to help Blitz fight (I’m not sure what kind of spells his grimoire could have, but maybe some fire attacks?).

Loona calls Fizz to help her with a particularly drunk Blitz after he spirals into one of his self-hatred bouts (I imagine than in this scenario, it’s kinda already established that Fizz is like Loona’s uncle).

That’s all I have for now, but if I get more ideas, I’ll write a part 2! If anyone feels inspired by any of these ideas, feel free to use them in your writings/drawings! And tag me if you do! I would love to see what you do.

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aceghosts · 1 month

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WIP Wednesday

Hey Everybody! I was tagged by @carlosoliveiraa, @captmactavish, @alexxmason, @cassietrn, @cloudofbutterflies92, @nightbloodbix, and others I'm probably missing, lol.

Tagging (Opt In/Out): @bbrocklesnar, @marivenah, @amalkavian, @clicheantagonist, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @voidika, @confidentandgood, @theelderhazelnut, @direwombat, @captastra, @strangefable, @katsigian, @inafieldofdaisies, @simplegenius042, and anyone else who wants to do this!

Since I'm procrastinating about posting Rooney and Yorinobu's first real conversation due to a bad case of perfectionism, I've been working on some prompts/taking some screenshots. This first snippet is from early on in CP2077 after Rooney and Yorinobu cross paths again. And despite being an ex, Rooney is worried for him:

“I am fine,” He dismisses with a wave of his hand, “Any update on the Relic?” “Yorinobu, you look like shit. Seriously, when did you last sleep?” He adores many things about Rooney, but once they focus on something, it is nearly impossible to draw their attention away. They won’t let go until they get an answer, and Yorinobu is not in the mood to deal with this. “I do not pay you to worry about my health. I pay you to find the Relic. I will ask again:-“ “I’m not asking because you pay me,” Rooney sounds frustrated, digging their heels in, “I’m asking because I care, and apparently, you do need someone to worry about your health. Doesn't look like Hanako or anyone else at Arasaka is doing it.”

The second prompt is definitely keeping with the trend of Rooney and Yorinobu being relentless flirts with each other. While I've kept this snippet relatively PG, this prompt is gonna be nsfw. I'll probably do another taglist for anyone who wants to be tagged in stuff like that; I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable. Anyway, here is the second snippet (Please ignore the placeholder name; It's not important, lol):

“Is that what I am? A distraction?” He asks playfully, pressing a kiss to the corner of their jaw, “You should teach me a lesson for being so distracting.” Damnit, it almost works on them. Everyone knew that under all the tough exterior, Rooney was a softie for the people they love, especially Yorinobu. “Yori, you know I didn’t mean it like that; I really need to focus right now.” They really want to get up to whatever trouble he’s cooked up in his head, but duty calls. “Understood,” He acquiesces with no hard feelings, “Please promise that you’ll make time for us tomorrow night. We need to go to the [Name]’s party.”

Also, I am continuing to mess around in photomode. I'm not feeling great about any of my shots, but I thought I would share two that I kind of liked of Rooney:

I'm also not feeling great about my Rooney/Yorinobu shots either, but I did figure out how to get into the Arasaka Estate and took some Rooney/Yorinobu shots there, lol:

#WIP Wednesday #we're still in cyberpunk hell lads #the rooney fic tag #commander rooney shepard #I won't let fear compromise who I am #OTP: It always comes right back to you #I'm sure everything looks fine #I'm just feeling very weird about my stuff right now #work is also gonna get stressful for me over the next few weeks #and I have a feeling that is also contributing to my lack of happiness with everything #I'm also-in addition to procrastinating on that fic-am procrastinating on a Relic AU edit for Rooney

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icejinlov3r · 1 month

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ART CONTEST!!! - Frieza and Frost’s Fashion Show!!

So, I’m very much burnt out from writing (at least from my big stories, I’ll probably still drop occasional oneshots) and am taking a small hiatus. But turns hiatus can be a bit boring. So how am I gonna change that?

By hosting a random art contest for fun!!

I thought this might be a fun little thing to drop. No idea how many participants they’ll actually be, but we’ll see 😁😁.

So, here’s how it’ll work. The theme will be my two fav bois, Frieza and Frost. Specifically, with the two of them wearing cute outfits that you guys come up with! There will be a time limit of one week (meaning March 26th, 2024 is the due date). And when that day comes, I’ll share everyone’s drawings in giant post - make it a little “fashion show” for everyone to see! And then the next day, I’ll set up votes so YOU guys can vote on the winner!

I’m gonna have votes set up for different categories too, such as “cutest outfits” or “most unique outfits” that people can also vote on. But the main winner at the end will get to request a drawing from me - on any character, fandom, or ship they want!

There are gonna be a few rules, but really it’s more like a guideline on the contest:

You don’t have to draw ship art of Frieza and Frost together - just a simple piece with these two wearing an outfit of your choice will suffice, or even two separate pics of each individual character will work (that said, ship art is welcome too).

They don’t have to wear matching outfits, have them wear whatever you come up with.

You are not limited just because both characters are male - you can dress them up in either male or female outfits, but they both only require ONE outfit each.

If you want to dress them up in outfits from a crossover show (for example, dress Frieza up as Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, etc) you can absolutely do that.

You can have Frieza and Frost be in any form you want - obviously most people recognize their final forms, but I’d be delighted to see them in their first forms, or Frieza in Golden Form.

Art can be digital or on paper, you’re free to choose.

You don’t have to follow me to participate - everyone is welcome!

Okay, now for the ACTUAL rules: please keep your outfits and drawings PG-13. I don’t know how many minors actually follow me, or look at my content, but I wanna make this available to everyone.

Leave some sort of signature on your art. I know most artists do anyway, but I don’t want anyone’s art to get stolen.

No AI art. I shouldn’t have to explain why.

And finally, please show good sportsmanship. No matter what category someone wins, or who wins the contest at the end, the point of this is just to have fun and show the creativity of many artists! If I catch word any any artists harassing me or other artists for any reason related to the contest, your art will immediately be disqualified. No if, ands, or buts. Be respectful.

Okay, I think that covers everything, but if I need to, I’ll update this later. Like I said, you have one week to submit your art. You can either DM it to me in my private messaging, or send it in my inbox - just don’t do it anonymously, otherwise giving proper credit to your art will be much more difficult. In any case, good luck, and I can’t wait to see your guy’s art!

@anonymous-harpy @bluberryboom @justme068 @purrfectcellz @gojiberry-bbq @airplaneear2 @amiz06-certified-b1mb0

(These are just great artists I’m tagging to see if they’re interested 😊)

#dragon ball series #frieza #frostdbs #friezaxfrost #art contest #lets all have fun!!#And I’m admittedly nervous how this’ll go lol #artists on tumblr #icejin

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emry-stars-art · 10 months

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Regarding the incredible royal AU (THAT I LOVE SO MUCH ALREADY🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡) If that’s okay I would love to hear more about andreil and what happens next? Maybe about them becoming official (like official official- being recognised as a prince and his betrothed/ husband(?)) (I guess it depends if in your AU people officially recognise gay relationships (hopefully they do? :D) and just the overall reactions to that event or maybe like the scene of one of them proposing to the other (I don’t really know about engagements in history, do you need to properly court somebody? Or do you just give them a ring and ask?)

This is getting long and you don’t need to answer or anything but I just wanted to say I absolutely adore the way u draw the characters and their poses and interactions and I always love your additions like headcanons and notes and stuff (it’s honestly thrilling to read I can’t stop I love it so much)🥰🥹❤️❤️❤️ Hope you have a good day!!

Hello!! First thank you so much you’re so kind to come here and say all these things 🥹💕

As for andreil becoming official - I think yes. When I do royal aus I wouldn’t necessarily call the universe/world “queer normative” because the higher in station you go, the more true “straight until proven otherwise” holds - no one frowns on gay relationships and the setting is perfectly accepting, they just kind of… expect their rulers to be straight for bloodline convenience and all that 🤷 and it’s not like Andrew is trying to be subtle either, he keeps his relationships and ‘affairs’ to himself well but once he actually takes a liking to Abram he’s not really trying to hide it (case in point: here). He just lets the rumors about his sexuality spread and hopes he won’t have to make a big deal about coming out.

The really really fun part about universes like this is that we can kind of make up the traditions to be whatever we want! I love love love the idea of courting, I think it’s got great possibilities (and I’m so certain Aaron courting Katelyn was like the floweriest, cutest thing ever omg) so I’d love to make Andrew actually commit to courting Abram 😂 But like in canon where Andrew and Neil (and this is only a widely accepted head canon) don’t make a big deal about a proposal and wedding, probably having a tiny wedding or just going to the courthouse - Prince Andrew doesn’t make it a grand, super special thing like King Aaron and Katelyn wanted to. He picks the parts he likes and makes sure he meets all the basic expected requirements (because I want SO BADLY for Andrew to secretly be a sap, he likes the romantic stuff he just doesn’t like making it public) and then when Abram wants to, they get married and Abram becomes whatever title is next in line after prince. Duke? I don’t remember right now but yeah to avoid confusion/political issues he is not technically also considered a prince.

The people as a general rule love this, people like parties and they like celebration and a wedding is both of those and the prince seems happy so that’s as good as it’s gonna get. No one’s going to be able to say Abram doesn’t make them a tiny bit wary because let’s be real. Abram’s nature before you get to know him can be off putting. But that’s the only real thing anyone would have against their marriage.

ANYWAY. god there’s so many ways it could go, so many little things and fun possibilities to consider when you think about an Abram/Andrew courtship and SINCE WE GET TO MAKE UP THE RULES?? If you guys start putting courtship ideas in the tags and replies I might melt omg 😭🥰 sappy Andrew, Abram picking up on it when he realizes how much Andrew likes it (the only thing he’s actually sappy about is making Andrew blush and making him feel special in ways that aren’t just because of his station), parts they put on for show and the little cute things they do for each other when no one else is there… AUGH

Yeah to answer your question: the people are surprised but cool with a gay prince, they think his fiancé’s a little spooky but whatever, and andreil court at Andrew’s pace and get married when Abram is ready and everyone is happy :D

#THIS ASK WAS SO FUN THANK YOU #i love Andrew thinking ‘please let them assume I’m gay’ whenever he does something else nice for his guard lmao #my writing #royal au #andreil #andrew minyard #neil josten #asks

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silentshadowbl0g · 11 months

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text update 06-2023

hey yall! thanks for the nice tags on my recent art- a big reminder that i am pretty active on twitter @sadmachlne666 (the i is a lower case L) and i usually post art regularly, sometimes still warriors, but usually its whatever im into

as far as personal life, the mods and I have had a really hard past couple of years, but we’re doing our best to keep going.

Orion and i spent the whole month of October together last year, and we both plan on visiting Heck soon. I believe they’re both still technically mods here but I’ll be really surprised to see them answer anything, as they’ve both pretty much washed their hands clean of warrior cats or anything of the like.

I’m moving out of my parents house FINALLY- I’ll be moving in a 3 bedroom with two other friends of mine this upcoming July, im super excited.

(Everythings been paid off except the first bill due the first of July, im okay with money but my commissions ARE still open, i just may be slow getting to them cause im busy with preparations and my irl job. if you cant comm me, please consider reblogging the comm price post! thanks!)

As for Silentshadow’s Path- all ive done the past few years is brainstorm TBH! i have a very loose world and story built in my head but ive yet to nail anything down- mostly just the characters and their motivations and roles in the story. Trying to keep everything as it was when it was warrior-ifed is pretty hard, but i have to remind myself ive been working on these characters since 2013, its gonna be hard to change a world overnight (for me anyway).

So ive been thinking- i might just abandon this blog and make a new one? go back to my roots, make new references for everyone (everyone im keeping anyway. remember i made over 200 characters for this story??)

I’m tempted to just private/archive this blog, its what i wanna do but i know lots of fans, including my friends even, enjoy going back and just looking through this blog every now and then- id hate to take it away from anyone.

But as of now, even though im a bit too busy to draw and sit down and chat, Id love to interact with you guys again, feel free to send me some asks every now and then if you have any questions. I’ll let yall know what i do in the future- probably after im moved into my new apartment! Thanks for an amazing couple of years this whole project was.

#geez what did i tag text posts again?#oh well

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spacers-aquamarine · 8 months

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wip wednesday, got tagged by @the-lastcall! not gonna tag anyone cause i can't keep track of that kinda stuff

don't have any tow drawings underway and only one fic i'm somewhat actively writing atm so here's something from "that one time in fallbrook" chapter three which i should get around to continuing:

The whole crew had a free couple of days planetside—save for Max, who the captain had ordered to stay behind so that “no one would have to sacrifice their night out to babysit him”. Of course, Max didn’t plan on spending the night alone. How smug must he have felt, slipping the ring there and knowing Felix had to stay there anyway. Of course, he didn’t have to, but… “Hey, Boss.” “Hmm?” Felix had found the captain reading a brochure of a local séance parlor. “Think I’m gonna need to rest today after all. Been losing sleep lately you know.” Felix realized how suspicious the last part sounded and added: “I got some new sheets but I always forget to ask SAM to change them and—” “You don’t like your bedsheets?” “Ah, well, reckon it’s what you’re used to and all—” “Should have said. We have other kinds,” the captain said and grabbed another brochure, this one for a spa. “Uh, yeah. Didn’t think of that,” Felix said and took a second to think how he really could have. “Anyway, I’m joining you guys tomorrow if it’s okay.” Captain nodded casually, then paused and stared Felix in the eye, their eyes narrowing suspiciously. Felix felt a blush creeping up his neck. The captain then shook their head suddenly and went back to the pile of brochures. “Yes, sure. Sounds good. Go away now, I’m busy.” As Felix hurried away, he could hear the captain mutter “don’t know anything, not my business anyway” to themself.

also gonna share this snippet from halcyon days sequel i've had sitting on my hard drive for who knows how long in case publishing it makes me actually write the damn thing

Faux leather boots gleamed in the dim golden electrical lighting. Sharp clicks emanated on every step as the heels met the cold, flawless stone steps. Soundlessly, a hand in a thin, black silk glove slid down the burgundy wood railing, lacquered impossibly glossy and smooth. Hours of accumulated cigarette smoke remained in the air as a thin fog, softening the lamplight in the tall hall. Voices from tens of concurrent exchanges all melted into one soft background noise. There was no background music, but you wouldn’t notice its absence for the hypnotic murmur of the mass of guests occupying every corner of the hall. A bottle popped open somewhere in the room. The click of the heels ended as the man reached the bottom of the stairs and stopped. He was just brushing aside a stubborn strand of dark hair from his face as a woman tapped him on the shoulder. “Long time no see, Felix.”

#wip wednesday #the outer worlds #there will be halcyon days #that one time in fallbrook

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homerforsure · 1 year

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one line, any fic

rules: pick ten of your fics, scroll to somewhere midpoint, pick a line chunk and share it, and then tag ten people.

Tagged by: @gayhoediaz, @mellaithwen, @princessfbi, @renecdote, @nymika-arts, @rewritetheending, @thekristen999 Thank you!

I'm picking the 10 fics with the least number of hits. Not because I think they're, like, slept on masterpieces or anything. It just makes things easier for me and maybe you'll see something you haven't before.

you can think you're in love when you're really just in pain

“We could leave it all on the table and just graze as we go? I really wanted to have more done by now. You think your sister could have picked a better time to come back from the dead.”

sometimes the shadows burn too bright

He’ll never do it if he knows that Eddie’s dreaming about dead teenagers and how their blood turns to Buck’s blood every time and Eddie’s entire body screams to reach for him, but he never can.

but i called from the dark and you picked up the phone

Lightning flickers in different corners of the sky, seven, eight separate pulses. Like a memory game where someone might ask him to remember what color, what order, what corner. It’s almost, well, not pretty, but mesmerizing. Hard to look away.

sunlight through the haze

“I’m going to hug you now, okay?” Buck says and Eddie laughs again, holding his arms open so Buck can step in and wrap his arms around him. Eddie responds easily, indulging Buck, but when Buck doesn’t let go, something changes. A little bit of the tension that’s been making its home in Eddie melts away and Eddie lets out a slow, shaky exhale, squeezing Buck tight.

Mr. Saturday Night Special

Through gritted teeth, Nick said, “This table is full up. So you’re just gonna take a little walk back here with me-” He pushed Buck backward with only the suggestion of pressure on his throat, angling him toward the next table up in their line and walking Buck right up to the chair there until his legs collided with it and he want down- “And sit by yourself like a big boy. Is that clear?”

and if you swear that you're alright, i'm not gonna try and change your mind

There’s a part of him that’s on fire. Screaming in the dark because everything is wrong and it’s been wrong for so long and if it’s not his fault why does he feel like none of it would be happening if he was just better? Buck feels distant from everything. Maddie across the country. Eddie throwing his hands up like a force field to keep Buck from getting too close with his messy, raw emotions. He feels distant from himself. Sad and broken and scared and pretending not to be. Buck’s scared all the damn time. One more foundation-rattling shake is going to crumble him to pieces.

love me back to life

His eyes slipping closed, Eddie tipped his face up to the ceiling, something like beatification in his expression as he held himself still until he got comfortable. Held himself still for Buck who wouldn’t forgive himself if Eddie was hurt.

all tomorrows come from yesterdays

Picking at the label on his bottle, Buck says, “I don’t know. All I ever seem to do is fuck it up. Maybe… Maybe I just need to give up on all that, you know? Focus on work. Focus on my friends. Leave the romance to somebody else.”

in case of emergency

Letting terrible hypothetical scenarios play out in all their terribleness is a fun game that Frank likes to play now and again. Sending Eddie into his own mental Dark Side Cave like some cardigan-wearing Yoda. They can be exhausting sessions where Eddie finally pulls on a thorn that’s been in his side, that he’s been ignoring every time it aches, and draws it all the way out to see how deep it goes.

if the world should turn too fast, i'll slow it down for you

He thinks that maybe Eddie doesn’t know that part yet. There’s a place inside him where being given everything he wants feels like taking something he doesn’t deserve. Like he can have this, can have them, but only if he remembers his place.

I think probably everyone who wants to play already has and I know I missed a bunch of posts so sorry if any of these are doubles! Tagging: @littlespoonevan, @kitkatpancakestack, @evanbucxley, @merriestdiaz, @clusterbuck, @starlingbite, @lovebuck and YOU, if you want to play!

#oh god this post is so long i'm so sorry #I'm tired of hearing my own voice #tag games #am writing

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I keep finding myself going through the TF2 OC tag so I’m gonna infodump on Jack Lore (Even if I’ve probably said it in previous posts) (Also comes with sketchbook drawings that don’t make sense!)

The man that operated on Jack and turned him into a vampire was actually Medic’s grandfather. I headcanon his grandpa was also interested in animals, and finding ways to mix their genes with humans.

Jack kills him- (specifically, eats him but I’ll explain later) immediately after the operation. Later on, Jack admits this to Medic, thinking Medic was gonna be mad at him. But apparently, due to his grandfather’s mysterious disappearance, his whole family had made a bet of how he died. A cousin jokingly said that he was eaten by a cannibalistic patient. Now Medic’s mad that he’s gonna win the bet, out of the whole family.

(Also, Medic’s okay with the whole Jack killing him. It’s not like he got to know him anyway.)

Now the thing about the “eating him”. Jack is seen with a pair of fangs, but the thing is he filed those fangs himself. The operation only gave him the bloodlust and extended lifespan, but no fangs. And with said bloodlust hitting him like a semi truck and nothing else to control him, Jack straight up devoured the doctor, to the point where the police who came to check couldn’t even identify the body. They thought it was just spilled organs from other animals.

Also- he’s afraid of surgeries and doctors, but overcomes it after meeting Medic.

Jack is half-English & half-Chinese! English on his father’s side and Chinese from his mother’s.

After his whole first arc, he reunites with his mother and spends the rest of her life with her, learning Mandarin from her, ‘dealing’ with robbers that try to harm them and helping out in her little grocery shop.

His mother dies later on. The only thing he remembers about it was finding her sitting near the window. It was a full moon.

From there, he continues travelling. A lot of stuff happens between that and him getting to the TFC, but it’s not really important.

It does influence how he got to be a V.I.P. in the Escort game mode in Team Fortress Classic.

He was a frequent one, and often got to see first hand what goes on, and it was exciting.

So, during one match, he actually swipes a gun from one of the teammates and “helps” them.

By the end of the match, Classic!Heavy (or Cain, my hced name for him) was pretty pissed at Jack, but everyone else was impressed enough to recruit him in.

Usual shenanigans happens.

Everyone learns about his case and are cool with it.

Him and Cain have a bit of a… fling during his time there. Which makes things awkward during the comic’s events

Jack was also close to Beatrice. They like messing with each other and even casually flirt, but in the end, they’re good friends.

After a few years in the team, Jack just- leaves out of the blue. Completely. He was let go to take care of some personal stuff, but as a result, history of him and his class was archived. Maybe to make sure nobody learns that there’s a way out of this job?

(I’ll end it here for now, but I’ll make a part 2!)

#my things #oc trivia #my ocs are my children #jack tag #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 oc #tf2 tenth class #team fortress oc #team fortress classic #tfc heavy #tfc pyro #tf2 medic

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mentally-deranged-bit · 26 days

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They/Xem ∘ Call me Bit :D I draw what I want! Mostly Sonic right now...

ALL LINKS IN THIS POST ARE CURRENTLY A LITTLE WONKY. I'M WORKING ON IT, THANK YOU FOR PATIENCE

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I try to use this site as intended and reblog posts instead of liking them. I'm sorry if I liked your post, I probably wanted to reblog it but slipped into old habits. Notify me if I have reblogged anything on this list. Trust me, I want to know and I will not bite you.

Also, sometimes I reblog my own art because I like it and want to share it again lol I swear & use lots of emoticons. I'm also pretty chill with people interpreting my drawings! In fact I like it when people come away with different opinions! Have fun, man!! I try to tag characters, type of post & anything else important within so my blog is easier to search through! If I've missed something, please tell me! I don't like to inconvenience people!

The current Sonic hyperfixation* started February 20th after I binged season 3 of Sonic Prime. Not sure how long I'll be like this, but I def liked Sonic before so I'm not just gonna drop off the face of the earth either yeah? [*NOW ITS A SPECIAL INTEREST HELP]

I will probably draw eyestrain & other stuff in the future, but I will tag those so y'all can block those out if you want!

Tag masterlist Do I tag in a way that likely makes it a bit harder for me to be found? If so, idc because it helps me hopefully keep it chill around here lol

Sonic Headcanons These are important to understand certain things i will draw & honestly just kinda fun!😭 Very much a WIP rn!

Eye Guide in case you’re curious why I draw them like that

Art im Proud of right now~

Shadow Being Introduced to Lady Gaga’s Music ||| Silver Baking Cupcakes ||| Special Interest Death Match

Other stuff that’s sort of important under the cut because this is… quite long

The way I tag posts is more or less in the order of

Every Character in the post’s name > ship name > fandom > type of post > any other thoughts

Examples

a post where it’s just a doodle of sonic and it’s my art would he tagged like this most of the time

Sonic the hedgehog, sonic, bit.doodle

A reblog of a post about someone’s oc

[Name if I know it], “others ocs” or [the fandom of the oc], bit.reblog

Not everything mentioned here will be tagged on each post and sometimes I’m not sure how to tag to this standard, but I try! Let me know if something is missing :D

This does kind of keep me from reblogging some stuff because, for example, I don’t know enough about Godzilla to even BEGIN tagging any of the cool shit i find there but hopefully I’ll figure that out lol.

#pinned post #wip #bit.thought

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khalixascorner · 1 year

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Debt Pain in Soul Epilogue 2

For the second day of Christmas, this author gave to thee: Epiiiiilooogguuueee two ~

Summary: Tony fully intends to go to the Parker residence simply to claim his latest acquisition, one Peter Parker. When he finds out Peter is in fact his soul mate, things change in ways Tony couldn't have planned or expected. Not that he's complaining. Instead of just another worker for his clubs, he found a smart sexy omega that he's going to keep for the rest of their lives. This is an omegaverse hybrid mob au with a different bingo prompt per chapter.

Tags: Mafia AU, Mob Boss Tony Stark, Soul Bond, Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Hybrid AU, Serval Peter, Black Tiger Tony, Dub-con first time, Soulbonds made them do it, Lots of spice and smut, Some fluff too, Dark Tony Stark, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Intersex Omegas, Tony is not a nice person, except to Peter, mention of sex work, Human Trafficking, In that tony makes people pay off debt while working for him, and some of those people work in sex clubs, Size Difference, Tiny Peter, Large Tony, Mild milk kink, Breeding Kink, Dom/sub Undertones, stuffing kink, Size Kink, Tony loves how huge his cock is and making Peter take it, Nipple Play, I don't know, theres lots of omegaverse typical sex tropes, eventual kidnapping and rescue,mild angst but always with a happy ending

Read on AO3 Here Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

View Art Here And here And here

Ever since Peter had admitted to wanting more kits, Tony had been making plans. He had Bucky and Nat on the hunt for nannies to help with the older three, as well as more security for the penthouse. Pepper and Rhodey helped him schedule his meetings and business so that he’d have Peter’s heat free but also so that he could step away a bit during the pregnancy if he needed to. Tony hoped Peter would be spared any complications, but, just in case, he called the specialists and made sure they would be ready too.

When Peter’s heat hit, Tony had made arrangements with everyone. Well, everyone except Peter. The serval hadn’t mentioned it again, but Tony saw the longing glances now that he knew to look for them. Clearly his mate wanted more and was letting social pressure or something equally ridiculous hold him back. So Tony would remove every barrier for him instead.

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Tony found Peter curled in their bed, not quite in full heat but close enough that he was shaking and whimpering. Tony climbed in the bed behind him, sliding his hand up Peter’s body until soul mark met soul mark. Then he reached down with his other and started loosening his mate up. While his little omega had gotten better at taking his cock and knot, he still had to be stretched before they could play.

Not that Tony minded at all as slick drenched his hand and Peter whined as he tried to ride Tony’s fingers. It was so fucking hot watching his lithe kitten so lost in want, taking whatever Tony deemed to give him.

“Why don’t you play with those cute tits for me, baby, since my hand’s a little busy?” Tony asked as he briefly tightened the hand on the omega’s neck.

Peter whined but his hands came up, cupping his small breasts and squeezing them. Then he used his thumbs to rub at the nipples, squirming and clenching around Tony’s fingers as he did.

“Such a good omega for me,” Tony growled. “Knew you would be the minute that collar formed on your skin though.”

Peter whimpered but didn’t argue as he rocked harder onto the alpha’s hand. Tony slid another finger in, drawing a choked moan from the younger man.

“So wet and loose,” Tony murmured. “Perfect for taking my cock until your cute little belly bulges out like you’re stuffed with my kits.”

His omega flushed and writhed more as Tony got yet another finger in. He was just about ready for Tony to impale and the alpha grinned.

“Almost, ‘mega mine, and then I’m gonna shove my cock in you. Gonna knot you again and again,” Tony whispered darkly, twisting his fingers to put pressure on the spots Peter liked. “I’m going to pump you so full, make sure the seed takes and put another litter in this little hole of yours, omega. And you’ll beg me for more the whole time like the good omega you are, won’t you? You want to give me what I want, don’t you?”

His omega was panting, eyes glassy with heat and want when Tony pulled his hand out and arranged Peter into the proper position for breeding. He took a moment to admire the view, Peter’s ass in the air with his hole on display. Tony reached down to play with Peter’s cocklette one last time, trailing his hand up to grab his omega’s ass before shoving his cock in. He sheathed himself in single thrust, pulling a broken gasp from his mate.

“Alpha, alpha, please, alpha,” Peter begged as Tony thrust, first slowly and then faster into the omega’s body. He kept their soul marks touching as he caged the omega with his body. His hips drove his cock deep into Peter while he pinned the omega’s upper body with his own, ensuring he got as deep as possible.

Peter was incoherent beneath him, gasping and moaning in pleasure even as his hands scrabbled for purchase on the sheets.

It didn’t take long for his knot to form, not that Tony was surprised. The first one during a heat never did, spurred on by needy omega hormones and his own need to breed his mate. With one last thrust, he buried himself in Peter and felt his knot inflate fully, locking the omega’s body on his. Peter gasped and trembled, tightening around him as he came just from the knot.

“You should see yourself,” Tony groaned as Peter milked another mini orgasm out of him. “You’re just hanging off my knot, stuffed so full.”

Peter whined and then groaned as Tony ground his hips against Peter’s ass. All of a sudden, he felt the need to mark his mate again, so he pulled Peter as straight as he could while arching his own back to reach the omega’s neck.

The bite had Peter coming again beneath him, trembling from over stimulation but unable to resist the alpha while the heat sang through his body. As Tony was about to lay them down, he caught sight of the dressing mirror they kept in the room and changed his mind.

It took some careful maneuvering, but he managed to get them in front of the mirror, Peter supported by an arm across his chest and the knot that kept them together.

“Look, ‘mega mine, look at how debauched you look on my knot,” Tony commanded and Peter’s eyes rose to the mirrors.

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Peter gasped at what he saw. He knew he was tiny but seeing his body pressed against Tony’s, held only by a single arm and the cock buried in him, had him flushing brilliant red across his whole body. His body clenched around his mate’s cock, and he panted at the combined feeling of fullness and helplessness.

“That’s right, baby, so tiny, just like this little cocklette of yours,” Tony said, sliding his free hand down to fondle Peter’s cocklette for a minute before grabbing Peter’s hand. “Come on, baby, give us a show.”

His alpha kept his hand over Peter’s and guided him as he fondled his cocklette. Peter whimpered at the overstimulation but didn’t-couldn’t disobey the alpha. His head fell back against Tony’s chest as his hand was pushed faster and faster. Pain turned to pleasure and the heat built higher and higher until he came around the alpha again.

“That’s a good omega,” Tony murmured in his ear. “You made a mess though. Clean it up for alpha.”

Tony lifted Peter’s hand to his lips, and Peter shuddered as he obeyed his mate. He started with little kitten licks but soon was taking bigger swipes with his tongue until his and Tony’s hands were clean again.

“Good boy,” Tony growled. The alpha still didn’t release his hand though, instead drawing it down to his belly. “How about you help your alpha out now too.”

Peter was confused at first, too wrung out from his heat to understand what his alpha wanted until Tony pressed their hands down and Peter felt something hard inside. He looked down and moaned as he saw the outline of Tony’s cock pressing against his stomach.

“That’s right, kitten. Still so tiny that my cock has to stretch you everywhere to fit,” Tony said darkly. “So go ahead, give it a good massage for me, baby.”

Peter whimpered but obeyed, rubbing his hand firmly against his stomach even as Tony lifted him in micro movements, stopping when the knot pulled too much before dropping him back onto his cock. The pressure was odd, and Peter wasn’t sure how he felt about it but Tony’s pleased rumble drove him to continue despite that. It didn’t take long before Peter felt the cock inside him spasm with bursts of warmth. His body clenched around it, instinctually milking it even when the stimulation was too much,

“Don’t you dare look away,” Tony commanded suddenly, startling Peter. “I want you to watch, watch as I breed you again while you wear my mark on your neck. Watch as this tiny body of yours grows rounder with my cum until you look ready to burst. And then, I’ll fill you even more until I know there’s kits inside your womb again.”

Peter panted, body exhausted and stretched so full, but his eyes stayed glued to the mirror as Tony used him to come twice more before finally letting them lay down and rest. Peter only stayed coherent long enough for Tony to get him a few drinks of water before he passed out.

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Tony let his mate rest even after his knot went down. He used the break to move the mirror closer to the bed. The alpha had meant every word when he said he was going to make sure Peter watched as he was bred over and over like the good omega he was. And after, when his kitten realized he was pregnant again, he’d be reminded of this heat every time he looked in the mirror.

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Peter woke up exhausted, as he normally was after a heat. Yet something kept niggling the back of his mind, something important that he had forgotten. His thoughts were interrupted when Tony slipped his cock into Peter’s body, no stretching needed with how wet and loose he was.

“Good morning, omega,” Tony murmured, and Peter curled back against him, loving the warm feel of Tony’s cock inside him. He loved doing this, just cockwarming while they cuddled and his body flushed the rest of the hormones out.

A jolt went through him as he realized how warm Tony was.

“Shit,” he tried to jerk away but Tony held him tight.

“What’s wrong, omega?”

“Condoms, we didn’t use condoms and I couldn’t find my heat meds, and-”

“Shhhhh, it’s ok, omega,” Tony said with a chuckle. “I didn’t refill your heat meds or the condoms.”

“But-we, I’ll-”

“End up pregnant?” Tony asked, his voice amused. “That’s the point, kitten. You wanted more kits and I promised you at our wedding that I would always give you what you wanted.”

“But, work and the kits-” Peter spluttered, only for Tony to nip at his soul mark and thrust into him, silencing him with a moan.

“I’ve already taken care of that,” Tony said smugly. “Bucky and Nat have vetted a few nannies for you to meet, Pep and I have already started shifting responsibilities so I can be here the whole pregnancy, and the whole team has been briefed.”

“You told everyone?!” Peter squeaked, and Tony chuckled darkly.

“All I did was say my mate wanted more kits, and they all got to work to make it happen,” Tony said, kissing the top of Peter’s head. “They adore you almost as much as I do, you know. And as much as the kits drive them nuts, they love them too. So of course they’re going to support you. They’re your family too.”

Peter let it wash over him as he realized his mate had arranged everything. A part of him was uneasy because Tony had done it all without him, and yet, it was what he wanted most if he was being honest. Like a surprise present, it had been arranged without his knowledge but with the intent to bring him joy.

Peter decided to just accept it for the gift it was as he relaxed against Tony again. The alpha continued cuddling him, pleased that everything had gone to plan. Including that hint of sweet honey in his omega’s scent.

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When they welcomed two beta black tiger kits into the world 8 months later, Tony stood proudly beside his mate. They introduced them to their siblings, and Tony watched as all three of his eldest children promised their mother to look after the new babies with him. He bit back a smirk as James looked over their heads and nodded, his own promise, alpha to alpha, that he’d look after them. Rhodey and the others came by as well, cooing over Morgan and Penny.

Eventually, everyone said goodbye and Peter curled up in their bed. Tony climbed in behind him, his warm presence soothing to the tired omega.

“They’re just as perfect as you,” Tony whispered as he held Peter tight. “And when you’re ready for more, I’ll be sure to give them to you again. As many as you want, Omega mine.”

“Alpha,” Peter groaned, not at all interested in the thought of anything but sleep.

“Just when you’re ready,” Tony promised, and Peter huffed but didn’t argue. As he drifted off, one of Tony’s hands slid down to cup his belly, and Peter couldn’t help but imagine it being full again. Not right away, because the girls would need him. But someday.

#khalixa writes #mads made me do it #sfsummerbingo22 #starker #tony stark x peter parker #tony stark #peter parker #hybrid au #mafia boss tony #mafia au #mind the tags

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jess-themess05 · 1 year

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I posted 901 times in 2022

That's 901 more posts than 2021!

117 posts created (13%)

784 posts reblogged (87%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@theohnocorral

@basyacriptid

@lovelymoonmagic

@ice-reblogs

I tagged 778 of my posts in 2022

Only 14% of my posts had no tags

#fnaf sun - 186 posts

#fnaf security breach - 179 posts

#fnaf daycare attendant - 167 posts

#fnaf moon - 159 posts

#fnaf - 123 posts

#beloved mutuals - 69 posts

#mutual shenanigans - 63 posts

#fnaf security breach au - 48 posts

#fnaf au - 38 posts

#fnaf eclipse - 34 posts

Longest Tag: 127 characters

#despite probably putting the fear of god in everyone who came across you admitting to have drunk fire starter and sulfuric acid

My Top Posts in 2022:

tehehe yes spider lmao

Actually im shoked I didn't saw anyone draw him like that before, bc he is litteraly

CREATUR CRAWLING ON WALLS AND HIS WIRE IS LITTERALY LIKE SPIDER WEB!!!

hmm

checks out.

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oh hey a finished art piece

wow would ya look at that

in case you’ve never heard of this fanfic tHIS

this is the bug love fanfic! by @theohnocorral respectfully

this is just my interpretation of him, but of course he has a more official design hehe

my next plan of action is moon man!! he’s a gosh darn moth :)

extras down below!

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Favorite fics?

oh geez. i’m gonna try keep it sweet and simple less i go on and make it unbearable to read. also these summaries are gonna be terrible but i think all of these are gonna be fnaf sun and moon fics i’m SORRY ITS IN MY HEAD BUT ANYWAYS- SHORT N SWEET LES GO

A Dose of Sunshine and Starlight - @give-me-your-monsters a slow burn w/ lots of angst and bittersweet-ness aww but you are all mentally ill.

Bug Love - @theohnocorral the boys are now bug-ified gods and take a liking to a mortal who probably apologies to inanimate objects

Universal Jesters - @lovelymoonmagic you accidentally become the handler to pair of bots with memory loss and mystery trauma

it was, in reality, not fine - @bones-of-a-rabbit you, the reader, have the self preservation skills as a bowl of soup. also oblivious to love hehe

Late Night to Early Morning - Loyal_Backstabber reader meets neglected robot clowns and vows to risk their life for them

Solar Lunacy - @bamsara its- ITS SOLAR LUNACY. anyways you meet certified murder robots and say i can fix em, they’re gonna fix u too.

copper cogs rusted through - @paper-lilypie “oh what’s this, one of these jesters tried killing me? eh it’s fine” then you fall in love

Rotating Shifts - LightningTriceratops protag mistakes sun for unconscious, jaundice ridden man and realizes he’s a robot with a not dead brother and separation anxiety

basically ANYTHINGGG by @naffeclipse , but the first story i ever read from them was In Deep Dreams Between the Waves very different fro, eclipse in sleuth jesters cause he’s actually decent. (also poor vanessa girl don’t get a break)

Clowning Around - EngageSage you overcome your anxiety to protect a poor jester, and are fueled by spite to fuck up moon man for being a certified bitch

Celestial hearts in a purple mind - @kabra-malvada *finds ominous object* *touches it* *is shocked to find they are possessed*

Twin Animatronics With Too Much Time on Their Hands - @twinanimatronics & @dana-chan-the-control-brain you fall in love and fight the temptation to resurrect a dead dude and kill him again

The Night Shift - @certified-handler oopsie you now work with a needy jester who sweeps you off your feet, even more oopsie he turns into a psychopath when the lights go out and triple oopsie you fall in love with HIM too

Star Crossed Souls - @faz-friendly-light-up-shoes reader said “god give me a sign i’ll find love.” gets the sign, and ignores it

404: Personal Space Not Found - CrazedAuthor anxiety filled individual thinks they will be fixed by a child supervisor, gets surprised by his stab happy twin

Celestial Syzygy - @echoingkarma you’re like the jack of all trades, including befriending animatronics who may or may not hate you (and want to maim you) you are probably underpaid.

My Neighbor Mr. Roboto - @kagedbird oh what’s this? you think moving into your new apartment will be simple and boring? WRONG there’s a robot in your closet. and everywhere- why are there so many-

Apology Flowers and Blooming Hours - @daunsun you’d think sentient flowers would have no angsty backstory huh? well actually...

Our Orbit is Elliptical - @sycopomp like your intrusive thoughts came to life, and you choose to ignore them

Lost and Found - SmolShampoo technology is so cool right guys? you got ai, and that ai can get traumatized! how cool??

Stare at the Abyss; It Might Look Back - @characcoon reader becomes a human punching bag and finds new rusty robot roommates. once they escape a deteriorating child’s play place they walked into

Ventura Highway - @madamemiz says “hey is anyone gonna take this robot?” and doesn’t wait for an answer.

Repaired Unstable - @blonde-fraumell you decide to work alongside your childhood friend! oh how non threatening he was- hey why’s this man TEN FEET TALL. and why’s this other man so kickable.

also, obligatory mer may fics! even though it’s no longer may these are still being updated :D

Luminescent Charm - @finfiprince reader finds the fishy dudes they saved as a kid in a cage, continues to spite god until they can save them

Celestial Omens (that really like Fishsticks) - @bamsara (again yes) you save two scared bastard fish and feed them in your bathroom, a decade later they see u and go “well they gave us fishsticks no drowning for them”

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My #1 post of 2022

guess who made one of those ask game things :] yknow cause why not

you know the drill

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

hey look it’s

it’s the thing!

i forgot i had this in my drafts

#i am actually very glad i joined the hellsite this year #all of the super talented folks (some of which i’m friends with now :D)#are all great and it’s awesome to see #there’s also just the mutuals on here i’ve made #lots of shenanigans. many fights. many possessions. many weddings.#hell IM gonna get married #how cool is that!!#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #thank you tumblr for reminding me of that time lily got accused of crushing on bees #i fortunately forgot #basically it’s just been nice being on here :]#thank you for listening to my rambles lovely’s #AYY I JUST NOTICED HOW MANY TAGS THE BELOVED MUTUALS HAS #nice

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dangergrandpa · 1 year

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AO3 link: Here

Rating: E for Explicit just in case~

Characters: Micah/Shaddox

Tags: glowing cum, wing kinketry, intercrural sex (thigh fucking), bath sex

Summary: Micah has some fun with Shaddox in a bath. That's it.

Kinktober prompt list from @the-purity-pen!

"Shads - don't, you aren't gonna fit! Shaddox, you arse-'' Despite himself, Micah was laughing. The corrupted angel had shoved open the door, lifted him clean out the bath and gotten in as well. Now he was sitting with him on his lap, nuzzling into his neck with a deep gravelly purr.

"We fit fine, see?" He kissed his shoulder gently. Micah giggled and reached a hand back, stroking his cheek.

"So it seems…" He sat forward, giving his wings room to spread and curl around to Shaddox's own. "Gotcha!" Dark blue twined into white and the angel tugged carefully, testing his mate's grip. Firm and strong; there was no chance of him extracting his wings from this hold. He chuckled and relaxed in response, letting Micah hold him. His arms wrapped around the slender mortal’s waist.

"Indeed… Now what do you intend with me, nephalem?"

“Maybe I’ll keep you captive here and make sure you relax,” the younger man cooed, chuckling at the huff of annoyance.

“I relax plenty,” the angel grumbled in return, hugging him a little tighter. He tried to pull his wings away, and the angelic nephalem pulled them back, carefully pulling the pale strands around himself and drawing a chuckle from his partner. They tussled like that for a few minutes. It was all teasing, just innocent play… until Micah squeezed. Shaddox's surprised groan was low in tone, nearly subsonic as it combined with a rough growl at the end. He brushed the tips of his fingers over pale skin and the nephalem squirmed, a pinging note of laughter escaping. “Mi-cah-”

"Nope, not letting go!” He tugged the angel’s wings again and pushed back into his mate’s chest, tilting his head up to kiss his neck. “What should I do with you, though?" The angelic mortal was grinning. He shifted, grinding his hips down and feeling the fingers on his sides grip more firmly.

"Tease!" Shaddox gasped out, hearing a ringing laugh. Micah's voice was pure music to him, both in its mortal and angelic tones.

"Sure, if you want me to." White filaments wrapped back around blue tightly, tangling their wings together and stimulating them at the same time. The corrupted angel growled and rocked up, grinding against his backside and pushing himself up. Micah gasped in kind, going rigid when his partner tugged firmly and guided him up onto his knees. "Sh-Shaddox…?"

"Lean down, you little tease," Shaddox purred breathlessly, "and grab hold of the bath." Micah did as he was told, glancing back over his shoulder while his hands took a firm hold of the edge of the tub. His mate offered a reassuring wing flutter. He felt the angel's substantial weight over him, shivering when sharp teeth scraped over his shoulder. Shaddox kissed his neck and braced himself over his back. "Beautiful. I am blessed to have you."

“And I’m very lucky to have you, too.” Micah smiled over his shoulder, shuffling his knees apart.

The angel shook his head and stopped Micah from spreading his legs with a hand, grabbing a bottle of oil from a table set up nearby. The nephalem watched him with characteristic interest, tilting his head silently in question when the substance was immediately dribbled over the angel’s length.

“Hmm… You don’t want me spread for you? Not slicking me up this time?”

“No need,” his partner replied absently, and tangled one hand in a bundle of blue filaments. Tugging in just the right way to make him give a delicious sounding moan and slump against the bath. Wings dropped to either side, curling around each other in the water.

“Then… why…”

“Because,” Shaddox purred, pressing between draped filaments and widening his stance to press his length slowly between Micah's legs. “I want to fuck your pretty thighs today.”

White filaments squeezed rhythmically as he began to rock, savouring the feeling of soft, smooth skin either side of his length. The nephalem sighed, twitching when he brushed against his length on his thrust forward. The angel smiled against his mate's neck and pushed his thighs closer together, bathwater sloshing as he took his time. A little higher, a little faster, and Micah sighed again in pleasure. Shaddox's length moved back and forth against his own, heightening the arousal stimulated wings provided.

"Shad… dox…" The nephalem gripped at the edge of the bath tightly, pressing his forehead to the cool metal. “Gods…” This was a new experience for him and he found himself extremely aroused by the lewd noise of oiled flesh on flesh between his legs. Micah lowered one hand, catching the head of his mate’s cock with his palm, and smirked when the angel snarled quietly. “Good?”

“Mmhm…!” Shaddox thrust that little bit harder, twisting himself as he did when he really got into it, and ground into the hand. Pulling back left strings of precum on the nephalem’s palm, and the sight of it over Micah’s shoulder only encouraged him to do it again. “Tighter,” he insisted, and let out a delighted moan when he was squeezed the next time. “Yes, like that…”

Micah hummed happily, squeezing his legs closed tightly and feeling his angel’s pace stutter until it was uncoordinated rutting, the feeling of being pinned under Shaddox enough to make his heart race. His breath caught when his partner shifted his grip, the bigger angel - corrupted, near silent thoughts reminded him, and dangerous - sliding one hand up from his waist to his shoulder and pulling him back against a heaving, scarred chest. Some filaments wrapped around his own length and stroked him, making the angelic nephalem gasp in air and grip the tub to ground himself, his knuckles white.

“Sh-Shaddox…” A final grind between his thighs was all that was needed for him to feel warmth splatter down his legs, rivulets running down to the water and becoming glowing white patterns that were quickly distorted. Fingers dug into his shoulder and he was pulled upright, Shaddox burying his face in his neck. “Shads?”

“Love,” he responded, muffled, sated and tired.

“Please, dear.” The nephalem purred to him, rocking into his hand, and he chuckled breathlessly.

“Ah. Forgive me.”

He continued stroking until the slim mortal released with a quiet moan over his fingers, sweeping the appendage through the water to wash it off. Micah clung to his arm, kissing the side of his head; the affection coaxed him to lift his head, eyes a duller red now, and he accepted a sweet kiss happily.

“... I think we need… another bath,” the nephalem giggled, and Shaddox purred deeply as he untangled their wings.

“Mmhm…” He tugged the plug out after a minute more of holding his mortal partner, letting the bath drain, and Micah took the chance to get out on unsteady legs. “Hardly worth getting out if we just need to get back in,” the angel pointed out, flicking his faded wings in annoyance and running some clean water. The nephalem rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. Standing in front of him, as naked as the day he’d been born, the angel thought him the most beautiful thing he’d ever get to see.

“I get burnt by pure hot water,” he reminded him patiently, and Shaddox barely batted an eye. He found the heat soothing, but turned the cold tap anyway, letting it run a little to make sure the mortal man didn’t get hurt. “I’m not impervious to temperature like you.”

“So delicate,” the angel teased fondly, reaching a hand out to him. “Come here, I’ll wash you.” Micah sighed, but there was a smile on his lips as he stepped back into the tub and settled on his mate’s lap again.

“How can I resist that offer?”

Shaddox’s hands slid over him slowly, reverently touching him before the angel lathered up the washcloth and stole a kiss. The cloth was gently, patiently dragged over all of him, cleaning away any evidence of their play as red eyes stared at him without blinking, taking in every inch of the nephalem. Had he been anyone else, Micah might have been unnerved. As it was, he was used to the lack of human tendencies and found the stare endearing, blushing under the attentive gaze.

“You look at me like I hung the stars, Shaddox,” he murmured softly, letting him start washing his hair too. The corrupted angel hummed roughly, scratching his scalp in an entirely pleasant way.

“Why shouldn’t I? You gave me the chance to see them again.”

#nsfw.#nsft #micah #shaddox #diablo 3 #diablo series #diablo immortal #kinktober 2022 #tppkinktober2022 #intercrural #diablo au #diablo oc #micah/shaddox #I love this edgy boi and no one can stop me from shipping him with my OCs

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