#the things i do for my dumb little catboy.

[staycait]

hii!! can i request catboy!kabukimono w breeding kink x reader smut?? :3

⊹ 　 ﹒ 　 ❝ 　needy catboy ! ⠀⊹⠀˚⠀ ౨ৎ

𝜗𝜚 ┈ catboy!kabuki x fem!reader ㅤ ✦

𝐈. ──ㅤ your catboy boyfriend has been getting extra touchy and needy recently.. ?

𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ mentions of breeding kink , overstimulation , cream pie , raw sex , mentions of markings , && praise .

𝐈𝐈𝐈. ──ㅤ nsfw , smut , english is not my first language, please forgive me , proofread , fluffy ending !!

﹒ thoughts ; this kinda sucks, but i do hope i wrote this well enough , or have at least reached your expectations !! 😄 haven’t written for kabukimono yet especially him as a catboy, and i really hope this is enjoyable! ㅠㅠ

> story right under the cut <

your boyfriend being touchy and needy ever since you two started dating. you were used to his constant affection and clinging, but… something weird has been going on with him.

but now you know why.

your head was buried in the pillow, staining it with your tears and your drool, continuously and pathetically moaning as kabukimono thrusts his cock into you.

he was basically fucking you dumb and into the sheets— he held your hips up high as he whimpered and moaned out how good you were and how good you felt.

the way his tip kissed your cervix just right, and the way his dick would hit all the sweet spots that would make your knees turn into jelly, you swear that kabukimono knows your body more than you do.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you feel a tight knot in your stomach forming—you’d be cumming for the ‘nth time. you had lost count after the first three, but that doesn’t matter, what matters is that kabukimono’s abusing your hole to the max. and the fact he was going to cum inside you for the millionth time this night.

“so good.. you feel so.. g-good..!”

kabukimono really couldn’t get enough of you and your pussy. it was getting to the point where he started crying and babbling out words.

he pulled out of you, turned you around so that you were laying on your back, spread your legs and plunged back instantly into you.

you let out a high pitched moan, arching your back and bringing your hands to his back and scratching it.

if you wanted to put it simply, he was fucking the air out of your lungs. it felt so good, it was overstimulating and too much for you, yes, but that doesn’t mean the feeling of his cock ramming aggressively into you doesn’t feel good.

kabukimono’s tail was wagging, his ears were perked up, and he just went harder against you, and the more harder he went, the more desperate he was to breed you. to paint your walls completely white with his cum, to fuck his offspring into you. it was a cycle he couldn’t break or get out of.

he wanted many things, but of course, he most especially wanted you. in both ways.

your climax was closing in on you, and it was the same for kabukimono. you cried and moaned nonstop, he buries his head into the crook of your neck and you could feel his tears flowing down to your neck.

“ ‘m wanna breed you s-so bad.. please.. i want to see you with my babies.. please, please, please, please, please…”

he was so desperate to cum in you and breed you to the point he was a sobbing mess. he sucks on your neck, leaving another hickey. his thrusts were incredibly sloppy..

you dig your nails into his back, you let out a scream of pleasure as you have an intense orgasm.

and at the same time, kabukimono cums into you.

his thrusts become a little slower, slower and slower, until he comes to a full stop.

you both pant, kabukimono lays on top of you as his tail calms down. he gives your neck a little kiss and chuckles at you.

“i.. did i.. do good?”

you smile at him, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear and responding at him, your words dripping with honey.

“mhm, you did so good..”

“thank you..” his eyes light up a bit more, and he bites his lower lip.

he pulls out of you slowly and gently, careful as not to hurt you. he carries you and brings you into the bathroom, gently placing you down on the tub.

“would you like warm or cold water?”

you just know you’ll be receiving the best aftercare in the world.

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin headcanons #smut #genshin impact scaramouche x reader #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche genshin impact #genshin impact scaramouche #scaramouche genshin #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scara #scara x reader #scaramouche #genshin scara #kabukimono #staycait

[dragonsdendoodles]

MPHFPC Incorrect Quotes Masterlist 1

Because I like organizing things :)

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No Murder in Walmart

Sitting on the Floor

Stop Undressing Him

You Never Let Me Do Anything

Upside Down Chip Bag

Thumb Condom

Jacob Knows Everything

Lemon Drop Cookie

I Didn't Get My Permit

Suck It

Cocoon Boy

Picnic

Something to Complain About

Patient

A Day of Sensory Issues

Cool Guy Stuff

Watch Me

Egg Shortage

Forgotten How to Fingers

The Last Thing You Registered

Purple

That's a Cockatoo, Actually

Grenades

Can I Cut You?

What's the Point

Adulting

No Thank You

Caffeine and Sugar

Suspicious

Attention Disorder

I Wonder How Painful It Would Be

Daddy Issues

Roadkill

Like Children

Not Short

The Power of Salt

Today's Just Out For My Blood Evidently

Dehydrated

Counterproductive

No Coffee Fuck Off Part 1

Crazy Religious People

The ADHDs

I'm Causing You Pain

Cunt is My WORD, Jacob

Sunset

Morals

Mini Cooper

Dumb Joke

Power Wash

Jelly Beans?

Attention Whore

Five-Second Rule

Lick

Only a Little Bit Satanic

And Whose Fault is That?

You Gotta Dab When You Leave

Bean Water Part 1

/////LIST UNDER CONSTRUCTION/////

*cough* it broke and Levi doesn't wanna fuck with it right now

Bean Water Part 2 (Soy Sass) Yelling It's Your Birthday. Full Circle Mop Juice? An Irish Lad Sugar or Glass Pain in the Ass You Haven't Eaten All Day You're Gonna Papercut My Eyeball! Oh! Helping It's Still 10 pm Have You Lost Object Permanence? NOT a Bean Macaroni You've Met Me That's What She Said British Football No Coffee Fuck Off Part 2 Stop Tickling Me No Comfort Pull Door Not a Child Basically Cake Hugging Lobotomy Hazard to Society You're Just Weak Breakfast of Champions Gifties You Almost Got Me Arrested Cocaine, Obviously Temperature Gun Is That Cheese or Skin? Anarchy Spoons Chip Box Chips Headcanon for Christians The Fuck Word Knives Last Name The Gays Are Coming I Want the Floor

Currently Unposted:

Go to College Since You're Old, and Deaf You've Never Seen a Chalkboard? You Like Trains? Testing Pillows Cheese Part 1 Cheese Part 2 Good Place to Get a Rock I Can Commit War Crimes Matte Black Range Rover Homophobic That's Called Death 10-4 Humidity Pilot Jumping Enoch Stop Drinking Water Okay, Millard Eating You Jelly We Like Murder 12:30 Part 1 12:30 Part 2 Fidget Toy of the Day Gay Month is Dead You Have a Boyfriend? Millard's Book I Prefer "Blessed", Thanks Migraine Are You Crazy? You Dumb Whore I Want a Challenge Spite Debt is Better Not Country Fancy Boy Stop Acting Dead You're Only 5'6 You Are a Smoothie Gaytor Last One at the Table New Nike Motto Even More White Sleep In Dodge Charger Pride Support Group Smudgy Pen Speaking British No Textbooks I Look So Gay Kind of Correctly North Dakota Peanut Allergy It's Fucking Labor Day Light the Hotel on Fire You Know What Else is Weird? Enoch You Do Share Credit Score Wasteful Flannel Bisexual Not an Advocate That is So Real Universal Flannel Who WINKS Anymore? Honest Cars Exploding Watch Your Pronouns Dead Things Chronically Straight Great Liquid Personal Taste Boyfriend Privileges 1:07 Cigarettes? Nerds Gummies I Want a New Brother Out of Character That's Because You're Old Foaming? Big Fork Trigonometry Boy Voice Anxiety Squishy Swedish Fish I'm a Ginger, What Do You Think Oh My God, it's a Man Lengthed Pi Older Than Three Slap-able Catboy Homosexual French Boy and Homosexual Bitch Boy Icing Gremlin 1 and Gremlin 2 No Murder at Walmart: The Sequel Tomatoes No More Husband, Horace The Flu Part 1 Triceratops Loving Murder You Know I Don't Colossal Mess Not All Men Habit of Handling Corpses You're Gay What Color is the Rainbow? Skillet The Flu Part 2 Olives Mad at Me SMART-Smart Spaghettios Smug Mac and Cheese Ooo, Yummy You're Also Nice to Me Dressing, But Crunchy 5'11 Gasoline

#mphfpc #some sneak peeks for y'all ;3 #incorrect mphfpc quotes #the fact that i'm six months behind on this too at least #really it's eight #tell me if any of them don't work and i'll fix them #alma peregrine #jacob portman #emma bloom #millard nullings #bronwyn bruntley #enoch o'connor #horace somnusson #olive elephanta #claire densmore #hugh apiston #fiona frauenfeld #noor pradesh #jacob x noor #jemma #jillard #emwyn #enorace #fugh #hugh x millard #fiona x millard #fughllard #i think that’s all

[meowmeowriley]

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPS!

If you saw the original, no you didn't. Lol sorry, had to do some housekeeping here on my blog, and had to redo this post.

Right well, here's the thing, I have way more WIPs than I do moots 😅 butttttt I'll drop what I've got. Please please please ask me about any of them! I'm begging for interaction!

1) Little Meow Meow - my first fic, it's not abandoned, catboy!Ghost is also unkillable and emo.

2) Poké-Pandemonium - Pokémon and secrets. Here soon I aim to make people cry with it ❤ (soon as in within the next couple of chapters, whenever I put them out)

3) More Than Just Loose Ends - 09 Ghost has been watching over and mentoring 22 Ghost his whole life

4) Oh, Brother - my most popular fic, told through the eyes of Erin MacTavish (John's sister) and Tommy Riley. Baby's first realistic and in character AU.

5) I Don't Think We're in Space Anymore - Ghost is a shape-shifting alien and also chaotic as fuck. And horny. Whoops.

6) Was tHat thE BiTe oF 22 - FNAF but all the characters are replaced with COD characters. It's my little abomination.

7) Be Kind, Rewind - Ghost is suddenly 10 years younger. Young dumb and full of cum. Seriously, being 19 means he's got that teenager horndog thing goin on.

On to the ones that haven't been posted yet

8) Duo Fatui - Unus Annus, but make it Soap and Ghost

9) Is That Gonna be a Problem? - Ghost and Soap met before the events of MW2, and were secretly together during the game. This is the story of their relationship.

10) Cohabitation - ghost!Ghost and Zombie!Ghost share one body. They're the same person, so it's not difficult. They banter like siblings.

11) Lost a Bet - Ghost lost a bet with Gaz, so Gaz gets to design his next mask. Gaz designs a cat skull mask, and Ghost bonds with a bunch of stray cats on base.

12) Outlaw Outta Time - some of the COD boys get sent back in time and meet up with a certain outlaw. COD RDR2 crossover. It's a fix it for Arthur ❤

13) unnamed fic about trans Ghost dropping hints that he's trans and Soap who thought he was straight being really confused by the boners he gets around Ghost.

14) unnamed fic about Soap thinking Ghost has a girlfriend, that they're on their way to rescue, when it is in fact a dog. Ghost is fully aware of the miscommunication and thinks it's funny, so he doesn't clarify

15) unnamed fic about Ghost and Soap getting sucked into our world a la Supernatural's The French Mistake. They have to pretend to be Samuel and Neil until they figure out how to get home

WHOO BOY! I think that's all of them. And they're all Ghost/Soap except the FNAF one, because they're children.

Mooties who aren't already on this list, no pressure though! @myriadblvck @27potatochips @resident-idiot-simp @tacticaltaxonomist @ratpiss0

#cod mw2 #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghoap #fanfic #ao3 #call of duty #unus annus #rdr2 #my wips #current wip

[catboy-dummy]

Intro Post: ✨

Hello! I wish to not use a name on here. But some things i like to be called are good boy, puppy, dummy, and prince (will update if I find a liking to other ones too!). I also use it/its when im getting dumb (NOT in a misgendering way, don’t touch me with that)

Im 21 and my pronouns are he/him, I’m a bisexual trans man, lovingly taken <3.

A lot of what I post and rb is fantasy

Backup is @dummy-catboy-moved

DNI:

Minors, this blog is 18+

No age in bio

Detrans and misgendering, don’t want to shame it’s really just not my thing

Ageplay, sissification, r4pe kink (this one is a weird field because cnc tags keep overlapping with it so idk, I have mixed feelings), feeder, incest, and trauma blogs

Usual DNI stuff

I will update this if/as I need to. Please also note I will also just block whenever I feel like my boundaries are invalidated or I just feel uncomfortable

My Kinks:

Hypno

Brainwashing

Resistance play

Dumbification

Corruption

Edging

Denial

Breeding (not the birth part)

Hucow (maybe just a little bit)

Milking

Cnc (huge emphasis on consensual)

Drugging/Aphrodisiacs (also consensually)

Intox (fills in with drugging but adding anyway)

Free use

Teasing

Overstimulation

Objectification

Degradation

Praise

Royalty (as a treat)

Limits:

-please don’t talk about me interacting with your genitals unless we’ve had a prior conversation/consent about it. It’s a huge overstep

-this also goes for involving other ppl that I interact with in ur ask without any real prior conversation or consent on it. Again it kinda puts me in a weird uncomfortable position with the other person that I’m interacting with :(

-unless initiated, please don’t tell me what you would do to me either. Unless it’s initiated it brings me out of the mood immediately

-don’t ask for pics/ audio anything of the sort. Also don’t ask invasive questions or ones that are too personal

-if you send me any pics I’m blowing you up

-if you ever try to overstep my relationship I’m also blowing you up

- if an ask or a dm makes me uncomfortable I will not answer/ reply to it (or I might but it won’t be in a positive way). I might also block out of sheer initial discomfort. (I do understand miscommunications can happen, but unless communicated I will probably just assume the worst out of safety/personal reasons)

-just because I post or reblog something it doesn’t make in an invitation to be creepy. Don’t do that. (Unless specifically mentioning it, but even then don’t be creepy)

Asks / Dms:

Asks are open! Just please don’t be an asshole. Maybe even encourage me to rub and cum my brains out (or make me edge my mind away) so I can become a good, empty, cockdumb boy. I always love pretty spirals or words filling up my inbox

Spiral maker if y’all wanna make a spiral for me to stare at

Go ahead and also just ramble and talk in there, as horny as I am I love normal interaction too :3

If you anon a lot feel free to claim an emoji or name so I can tag u and recognize you more :3

Dms are open to mutuals! Feel free to message and just talk about anything or do hypno related things. Might open them up to everyone someday if I feel comfy doing so. :3

Additional: I’m pretty sure I’m on the spectrum (I’ve been looking into it for years now. So if I’m a little ehhh sometimes I’m probably overwhelmed or overthinking stuff or just unsure of something and I’m getting uncomfortable. Tone indicators really help sometimes because I’m awful at reading tones of stuff.

Anon tag claims: 💜, 📀, 🕸, 🐾, 🐐,🎩,💙,💛

Extras:

I’m new to all of this so I’m sorry if I sound nervous or awkward at times.

Whenever I write “sweet boy” or I’m thinking about my bf, but I also write these in a way so anyone can interpret the scenario as they wish! But I also just wanted to clarify :3

[sabakos]

nekocolonialism

The boy's pointed, furry ears pricked up at the sound of the buzzer door and his greying, striped tail began to flick back and forth in anticipation. He dusted the white powder off his whiskers and pressed the intercom.

"Come in, Mr. Secretary-General"

The hairless, balding man's face was flushed as he stumbled to the desk where his impossibly adorable anthropomorphic adversary lounged comfortably. "You can't do this to us! It's not fair, we need more time to make the next payment. There were unforseen-"

The Viscount of Neko Holdings Unlimited private enforcement militia purred softly at his captive audience "I explained this to you, Mr. Secretary-General, this is out my paws. The Neko family appreciates your timely repayment right meow..."

"But the hunger riots..."

"Are an issue we gave you the means to deal with. Why didn't you deploy the cat-scratch fever in the most rebellious regions before they burned the milk distillation equipment? Are we to blame that your staff tried a diplomatic solution against our advice, to negotiate on our behalf for terms that were iwwelevant to us? But no, you know your own people."

As the catboy caught himself slipping into a shameful accent, the soft, sand paper tongue flicked out the last word like a hairball it had gotten rid of. To regain his composure, he elected to change the subject to a more lighthearted and familiar one: "Say, this used to be your office, right?"

The man nodded. The catboy batted at the globe perched on the edge of his desk. and it fell to the ground with an expensive shatter. The man winced.

"Oops. Priceless, right? Jade and sapphire. Well, maybe that could have lowered your debt a bit, if you hadn't already agreed to cede this city and everything in it to us in exchange for accepting your surrender. Mew York City? Hey, don't cry baby. I have a question for you. Why's this broken ball all colored wrong, anyway. The green part's all blue-colored, and the brown part's all green. Are people colorblind or something? Or just stupid?"

The man's face turned white. "It used to be like that! Before you showed up it was that color. There are pictures!"

The Viscount licked his paw, catching the tip of his claw "Now you're trying to lie to me. I don't like that. We've been watching you for a long time, you know. I know all about the little missile you launched at your own little... moon? Luna? Did I hear rightly that you used to call it a ball of cheese? Well at least you named one thing correctly. That wasn't green cheese either, though. I tasted a bit of it. Sorry for blowing it up by the way. That was my personal call y'know, we just assumed you had military fortifications there. But you never even settled it, did you? Truly a slave race, fit only to be ruled over."

The man's face turned from fear to impotence as he realized that he was going to be excluded from the remainder of this conversation, but that he would not be free to leave; the Viscount liked nothing better than the sound of his own voice. With a sudden twitch, sensing his prey's mind wandering, the catboy sunk a claw in the desk and dragged it across the metal nameplate to bring the secretary-general back to attention.

"Anyway, I distinctly remember when I made that call, that this planet was already those colors. Wasn't it? You did this to yourselves. If we hadn't come along you'd all be long dead by now, cooked, just like those fish you were too dumb to leave raw. You didn't deserve those. We still have some, y'know. Moved them offworld before we boiled the ocean to kill the dolphins and the cuttlefish, the only higher intelligences on this blasted planet. Salmon has become quite a delicacy on Neko Prime once we got the breeding cycles right. Tuna too. Unlike the breeding cycles of those human-neko hybrids. That project failed, the process is apparently very painful for the humans, and the only viable offspring are just kinda stupid catboys."

The man failed to fight off the urge to interject "You said those experiments were false rumors. Invented by the Humane Society! We agreed to the terms of the treaty! no human trials!"

"Yeah, I did, pet. We lied to you. Not that it matters anymore. You belong to us now, and we don't need your cooperation anymore. Your whole planet makes, well made the pressure control valve for milk distillation columns. It's admittedly a great environment for it, right in the habitable zone for lactic acid synthesis. Your one purpose as an ecosystem. Catlord knows it's the only thing you were ever good at. but since you can't pay your debts, looks like we'll need to have someone else do it, it's just too much of a liability. There's even been talk of automation! But don't think we can just leave you alone. we can't let an atomic capable race just stick around, even one as useless as you. Loose ends and all."

The Secretary-General's face went blank as he realized the trajectory of the conversation was even more hopeless that he had first supposed.

The catboy's unblinking eyes turned soft. "I was thinking of taking you with me. Maybe play with you a little bit before you die. What do you say, old friend? Want to be the last human alive? Watch your stupid little planet blow to bits like that little model there? Or do you want to go out with the rest of them, just spoiled milk refinery equipment?"

#no drafts no edits we die like catboys #thank you for the prompt anon #mine

[eggcompany]

Scotland Yard's catboy

Lestrade assumes John lives with a roommate. He does not assume that John is bonded to a brainiac detective who loves to solve puzzles and can solve cases and bake cookies faster than most people can talk.

Cute little Catboy! Sherlock fic. Very fluffy. Lestrade is John's friend.

“John, I need your help with this case. Mrs Hudson let me up... who’re you?” Lestrade asked as he walked into the Baker Street apartment. He had met John Watson a few months ago and now occasionally came to him for opinions on cases over a beer or two. He’d honestly call John his friend even though he didn’t know too much about John’s past. He knew the short man had served as an army doctor and got wounded and lived with a roommate (he assumed it was a roommate since he’d never met the other person) in a rather nice flat.  He had been to his flat once or twice. It had always been clean and tidy and there was always tea and biscuits and baked goods ready. He assumed Mrs.Hudson did all of that. But now seeing a tall slender pale figure covered in flour peeking around the corner, Lestrade thought again. 

The figure stepped out and around. It was a man, no. The twitchy brown ears and curly swishing tail told a different story. A catboy. And a really rather large one. 

Usually catboys and girls stood shorter, well almost as tall as John at most but this creature stood as tall if not an inch or so taller than Greg himself. He had a poofy and curly tail, rather oval shaped ears, and piercing blue eyes. 

The cat smiled at him and dusted his hands off on the purple apron he had on. 

“Hello! You must be one of John’s friends! What’s your name?” A declawed hand stretched out towards Lestrade. 

Lestrade was frozen. Why was there a catboy in John’s flat? Was he a maid? 

Lestrade caught up and shook the strangely calloused hand. Catboys usually didn’t look like this one. They were usually so much softer. They usually didn’t have such large hands… 

“I’m Greg Lestrade. And you are...?” Lestrade looked up and down at the other. The catboy turned and motioned for Lestrade to follow him. Greg spotted a small paring knife in the aprons pocket. 

“I’m Sherlock, it’s so nice to meet you. Take a seat! John’s to be home in a little while and you're more than welcome to stay here and wait if you’d like. Would you like some tea? A biscuit? I just finished baking some banana bread and it’ll be cool in five more minutes.” Lestrade didn’t answer because Sherlock was already fetching him a cup of tea and a plate of a few biscuits. Lestrade did appreciate the utter most politeness and welcoming. Maybe this was the roommate? No hybrids can’t rent on their own. Maybe John co-signed? 

Sherlock untied his apron and sat down in his chair with his own cup of tea. He curled his legs up under him and smiled a bit. 

“Thank you, Sherlock. So do you um do you live with John?” The inspector asked. He didn’t want to over step but he wanted to know more. He took a bite of the biscuit and immediately tried to eat as much as he could while still being polite but lord these cookies are fucking delicious. 

“Oh yes, for eight years now. We’re bonded and everything. My room is upstairs! I’m usually up there.” Sherlock said nonchalantly. Lestrade was taken aback. Bonded? John was bonded? For eight years? He’s never mentioned being bonded or even dating or living with anyone. Let alone a catboy. Hell he didn’t even think John wore a ring but the detective never paid that much attention to John’s hands. 

“Really? John’s just never mentioned you. Not to be rude or anything!” Greg said more to himself. 

“Yes I know. I don’t like people being in my business unless I know they’re nice. I mean I do not look like a regular catboy and cats are usually seen as dumb little things or bed decorations, in more than one way, and I am very much not a dumb little thing. I am definitely not a bed decoration. You are... you are nice. I can tell.” Sherlock whisked away the now empty cups and plate with quick elegance. 

“Oh… well you’re very polite and if you’re the one who’s always sending snacks with John, you are one hell of a baker!” The detective said and laughed a bit. The slender man walked back in and smiled. 

“Yes, I make sure John always has something to eat. I do so hate a thin doctor. I quite enjoy baking. I’m a scientist and baking is so similar but much more… rewarding.” Sherlock explained in his more relaxed, lower voice. He was getting used to this man. He didn’t comment on Sherlock’s appearance or say anything...untoward. Though he did look at him in a slightly judging way but kept any comments to himself. Sherlock sat back down in his chair. He rather draped himself across it longways than sat.  

“Oh really? Is that why you’re always up in your room? Experiments and data logs?” Lestrade asks and looks at his watch. John should be here soon. 

“Oh yes, sir. All the time. John and I always shared a bed so my room upstairs is my lab. I’ve got a fridge and all my tools and my burners and everything. John dearest usually gets me cadaver parts for any occasion so I always have things to experiment and learn about. Right now I’m doing a bit of an observation on molds.” Sherlock said excitedly. Once Lestrade was going to respond the front door opened. 

“Princess, I’m back! I brought you new sprinkles and some pig eyes! Took me forever to leave that damned butcher’s shop. But I managed!” John called out as he shut the door and walked into the sitting area. He stopped short at the sight of the detective. Then he thumped his head with his palm. 

“Oh I forgot you were coming over! I’m so sorry Greg! Princess I'm sorry I didn’t call to warn you!” John said as he came over and kissed Sherlock’s forehead. The cat purred a bit and sat down properly in his chair with one of his long thin legs thrown over the other. 

“It’s okay John. Your friend is okay. A bit large but he’s okay. I would have killed him already if he wasn’t.” Sherlock finished by smiling at Greg. Greg rolled his eyes and laughed but when he got a stern face from John he looked back at the Cat. 

“I know you would have. Always so hasty with the knife of yours.” John said as he walked into the kitchen to get a snack for the cat. Sherlock laid back in his chair. 

He was all long pale gangly limbs and soft fluffy fur and gleaming blue eyes. Greg looked shocked for a moment before nodding a bit. There was a small bit of silence before the detective called out to the doctor. 

“So John, I’ve got this case and it is just so odd. Our medical examiner thinks this guy died from poisoning but he was just bleeding, everywhere. It was mad.” Greg said as he pulled a few small photos from his jacket pocket. The cat jumped up and came to look at the pictures but as soon as he was close Lestrade held the photos to his chest not letting the curious eyed cat see. 

“No, they’re gorey. You wouldn't like it. It was pretty gross.” Greg said and Sherlock pouted and crossed his arms. 

“I eat birds and do experiments on pig eyes. Let me see.” Sherlock said and made sure to lick his sharp needly incisors so that the detective could see them. John called from the kitchen where we had a fork in the still a bit hot banana bread. 

“Oh Greg, he is capable. He’s smarter than the both of us combined. Princess, dear, give us your opinion.” John said and the detective returned over the photos into the slim plain palms. 

Sherlock didn’t flinch as he flicked through the photos and then he laughed. Greg looked frightened for a moment bit then the cat tossed the photos back into his lap and walked over to where John stood. 

“People are so stupid sometimes, John. Utterly useless even.” Sherlock purred and hugged John from behind before sauntering his way back to Lestrade. 

“That wasn’t poison. It was Scurvy. He was bleeding so much because he could no longer produce collagen which holds the body’s cells together, he couldn’t make the glue. He died of blood loss due to the scurvy.” Sherlock said to the detective matter of factly. Then he turned back to John who was making his way back to the fridge and was fixing something. 

“Johnnnnn that wasn't even fun. Your friend should bring me more. Oh like the Lobotomy and paint one! That was sooooo much fun!” Sherlock said and turned back to the detective who was sitting looking at him like he was crazy. That case was months ago… Had John told the cat about the case and Sherlock had helped… John had solved the case basically when they spoke again. 

“You help John with cases?” Greg asks dumbly. Sherlock nodded and John walked back into the sitting room with a bowl of something. Sherlock peaks over the rim of the bowl and his eyes grow big and round and his tail swishes happily. 

“Yeah, he likes crime and puzzles so usually at night I’ll tell him about your cases. Usually while I brush him or while he eats. He’s very helpful. He usually figures everything out just by me telling him or photos.” John explained as he sat down in the chair that Sherlock previously did and the cat happily sat across his lap. Sherlock was purring and looking quite happy. 

Ah so he was really just an oddball cat. Lestrade nodded. Definitely an oddball but smart. Fast. Brilliant. 

“Well, Sherlock, maybe I should come around more often with cases. We’ve got a few cold cases that we’ve given up on. Would that be something you’d like?” Lestrade said and watched John mix what looked like berries and yogurt in the bowl. 

Sherlock gasped. He looked at Lestrade with an excited face. 

“Really! Yes! Oh it’s Christmas! I want them all! Thank you!” Sherlock said and his ears were perked up and his tail wiggled excitedly and looked back at John. 

“Greg, that’s so kind of you. I’m sure Sherl will appreciate it. He loves solving old cold cases on the tele. I think you’ve made his year.” John said and pulled the spoon of yogurt up to Sherlock who happily ate it. John continued to feed Sherlock while him and Lestrade spoke. 

A week or so later Greg showed up again at 221b Baker Street with an armful of nine cold case files. Sherlock squealed and promised Greg any baked goods he wanted. Sure enough a month later John met up with him with nine solved cases, eight dozen cookies, and a bouncing Sherlock begging for more cases. That was the day Sherlock Watson-Holmes became a rather loved part of Scotland Yard both for his amazing brain and orgasmic baking.

#fanfic #egg_company #bbc sherlock #sherlock x john #sherlock fanfic #johnlock #john watson #greg lestrade

[pan-fried-autism]

nikolai gets fired 3: fucka da government!!!

@bowlerhatwearer if you arent on the edge of your seat while reading this im flying out to austria city or whatever to throw pebbles at your house. ok :3

nikolai and grem were sat in the court of silverport city.

"all rise for the honourable judge pratt" said some guy.

everyone stood up as chris pratt in a judge wig sat up at the fuckin. judge stand thing. idk what its called.

"alright, losers, whats the problem" he said in that classic whte guy voice

nikolye stood up, looking like a smug dickhead in his southern lawyer getup.

"Catboy and Lame-o over there are being divorced by me, and yet theyre still being married." he boomed, pointing at the duo.

"so what are we doing today?"

"what we are doing," said chris hemsworth, grem and niks lawyer, "is deciding whether they should remain gay married, get gay divorced...

... or go to JAIL."

dun dun dun!

chris pratt shrugged, saying "okay lol. now will the plaintiff come to the stand."

nikolye swaggered up to the stand.

"do you swear to tell the truth, the truth, and the truth?" asked chris(topher) walken, who had become a pig.

"no." replied nikolye.

"thats fair"

nikolye began.

"well after i fired the lame defendant from his self employed job, i remembered that hes married to the cute i mean idiot dumb catboy defendant, which reminded me of... the past."

a single tear ran down his face, but nikolye took out his custom painted Desert Eagle and pistol whipped it away. he continued.

"anyway i didnt like it, so i collaborated with the VERY HONOURABLE missoury court system to divorce them, and sent them a polite letter telling them so. however, these BUTTHEADS wouldnt listen :("

everyone went "aww :(" at evil nikolai/nikolye's sad story. except grem and nik who were flipping him off.

"now, will the catboy come to the stand?" asked chris pratt.

"i have a name ya know" grem hissed as he went up to the stand. he also pushed over christopher walken.

"your honour", grem stated, "i'd like to make it clear to the court that me and my Nik-Nik can't get gay divorced because we are not in a gay marriage. case closed."

chris pratt blinked at them. "arent you both guys?"

"uh, yeah? but just because we're men who married each other, doesnt mean it's gay."

"could you explained to the court what that means?" asked chris evans, nikolye's lawyer.

"yeah. its not gay because neither me nor nikolai is gay."

pratt just stared down at the cat, deadpanning, "... mr akdow-mewton, i dont see how all that is relevant."

"i dont see how you got cast as mario."

pratt gasped in shock! "you take that back!!!!"

Nikolai had to hold himself back from facepalming as grem argued with judge pratt.

chris hemsworth was unable to hold himself back. as he facepalmed, he whispered to nikolai, "we're fucked, bro."

eventually chris pratt started throwing a tantrum and hit grem on the head with a gavel.

"get the hell back in your seat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled.

grem jumped back to his seat, where he made the rizz face @ nikolai.

chris pratt cleared his throat and dried his wet eyes before he start talking normally again.

"well, after mr akdow-mewton hurt my feewings like that, i must admit im INCREDIBLY skewed towards mr nikolye bad-dow in this case..."

grem and nik hugged each other in fear.

"... but, perhaps, the lame defendant could help?"

nik stood up and took a deep breath. he had to try,

he got up to the stand and cleared his throat and spoke,

"you're honoure.... i know this man is technically me, but that give him no right to split me and my beloved strawberry up. in fact, NOBODY but us has the right to do that. the government hates the little people trying to live their lives, and you're interfering in my relationship! me and grem have a bond that goes beyond love... beyond marriage, probably! if one goes down, THE OTHER GOES WITH HIM!!!!!"

the courtroom was silent.

then the courtroom erupted in applause.

chris pratt slammed the gavel and happily announced, "i pronouncs you two NOT GUILTY of anything!!!"

confetti rained down from the ceiling as nikolai breathed a sigh of relief. christopher walken came up to him.

"young man, for that awesome speech, i want to give you something."

in christopher walkens hands were some SICK ASS SHOES. they were red with a white band down the middle and white cuffs on top and yellow buckles onn the side. nikolai immediately put on the shoes because they were sick as hell.

evil nikolai sheepishly walked up to grem, who glared at him.

"so uh... congrats on winning the court case" he said awkwardly. "want to get a drink? ill pay of course"

before grem could gut him, nikolai punched nikolye in the face before beating the shit out of him on the courtroom floor. the courtroom sat there and clapped like that one funny scene in evan gay lion.

afterwards, nikolai picked up grem bridal style and carried him out of the court room.

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the next day, nik woke up feeling weird.

"hey grem, does your hair feel weird and bristly or is it just me?" he asked his husband.

.... who wasnt there.

but there was a slip of paper.

nikolai read it, and IMMEDIATELY ran out of the house, still in his boring pajamas.

the note was a ransom note... signed E.N!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#nikolai gets fired #shit post

[patrochillesvibes]

Do you think Patroclus is into pet play?

Of course I think he’s into Pet Play! He had 9 dogs!!!

The question is not if Patroclus had a pet play kink, but rather does he prefer puppy play or kitten play?

He’s a dog owner, so it would make sense that he’s into puppy play. And Achilles does give off golden retriever energy (blonde, dumb, excitable) which might reveal an inclination for puppy sub expression. Puppy play usually revolves around training. Would Pat enjoy collars, leashes, walks, tricks, and treats? I think there’s a lot of appeal to collaring as it represents ownership. They’ve got a weird codependency vibe going on that would be perfect for this. As for training, well there’s a lot of characterization out there where Achilles only listens to Pat and how Pat is his conscious/reason/self-control. I can easily see Pat training Achilles in both scene and non-scene situations. One last thing I’d like to note is that some Doms in puppy play are not human trainers but alpha dogs. Would Pat want to be an alpha dog? I hc that they’re into primal play, so there could be some appeal here.

Achilles is typically associated with lion imagery, so perhaps kitten play is moreso their kink? catboy Achilles Kitten play is all about caretaking. There’s “grooming,” petting, giving treats, and just generally spoiling your kitten. I do picture Pat as a daddy/soft Dom, and these Doms are known for spoiling. Also to note, kittens can get a little feisty. Achilles is a brat and is rather spoiled, so he’s got the right attitude for a kitten. But back to that cat imagery and behavior of Achilles. Can you picture Achilles curling up on top of Patroclus when Pat is trying to relax on the couch and watch TV? Cats are notorious for getting in your face to get attention (e.g. you’re on a Zoom call). I can easily see Achilles get up in Pat’s face and demanding attention (or brat for it 😈). Or Achilles enjoying having Pat brush his hair (😻). Or Achilles putting his head in Pat’s lap while Pat runs his fingers through his hair. Or after a long day of battle, Pat gives Achilles a massage. oh no I’ve given myself diabetes with these sugary cute hcs excuse me while I go drown in my tears

I’m 50/50 on this. What do you guys think? Should I do a poll?

#ask #kink hcs #hcs #patrochilles #Patroclus #Achilles #TSoA #the Iliad

[catgirlforeskin]

this isn't anon hate i just don't get why you are always so mad over what trans guys do online like come on.. catboy. catboys. the thing that has been around since the dawn of dumb little yaoi ie. loveless is now a grievance. lighten up sister!

I hope cuntboys start making real yaoi instead of just tracing over trap shit and putting a little toothpaste flag on it, if they did I’d give them my blessing to put whatever little animal ears they wanted.

Unfortunately, many are only capable of weak imitation, whether it’s with their art, music, or bigotry. Sad!

#asks #this one’s perhaps unnecessarily mean but I haven’t eaten breakfast so idc

[bluecoolr]

Best part about dms is I get to make you write Nathan as a character, ooo~

Anyway I'm formally requesting an info dump on Nathan please n thankies because I need him for... ya know. Sin.

Don't wanna be ooc for my silly goofy ideas

For you, Plant? Of course.

(Hope you feel better soon catboy 😚 am platonically smooching you)

Nathan Aaron Todd

Info Dump

Fair warning, there's hardly any structure to this. I literally dumped it all.

From Nathan meaning "God has given"/"gift of God" and Aaron meaning "mountain of strength". In the Bible, Aaron was the brother of Moses and helped make a false god for the people to worship. 👀

Two years younger than Darrell, born on the coldest day of January in the Todd farmhouse

He's very close with Susannah and Darrell. Although, he doesn't like how pushy Sussy (she hates that name) gets.

He and Darrell are inseparable and are each other's best friends.

Growing up, they shared a room. At first, they shared a bed. Most nights they lost sleep over talking about the most mundane things. They would pretend to be asleep when their mother or father came to check on them.

In a house like theirs, you learned to memorize footsteps.

When they got too big to share (Nathan tended to hog the bed and their parents didn't approve of spooning), they were given separate beds. When Darrell went through puberty, he was moved to his own room and his bed was given to Judah.

Nathan hated being separated and hated being saddled with Judah. Judah was too nosy, too loud, and demanding. He sucked up too much to their parents.

He loves the outdoors. Tends to go around barefoot. Has a green thumb.

Granted, he's always a tad bit dirty.

Pastor Todd and his wife had a tendency to spot a child's talent and build their future around it: Nathan's was farmwork.

He was taught how to farm, to raise crops, to tend livestock, hunt, track, trap, and - most importantly - butcher.

Has no qualms about ending a life. Butchering gives him a rush, a high.

He's not squeamish at all about blood. In fact, he likes to have it on his hands; likes to know he's taken the life force of something.

Pretty decent singer. He, Darrell, and Susannah sang together for church. He sings softly while he works.

Would have loved to draw, but found he's better with woodwork. He made silly little toys for himself and other kids. His favorite was a little wooden rifle.

He's the most cheerful out of the Todd children. He's quick with a joke and is very affectionate.

Basically if you put pre-war Tristan from Legends of the Fall, Hareton Earnshaw from Wuthering Heights, and Thomas Hewitt from Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning in a blender, you'd get Nathan.

Charming, overworked, loyal to his family, and ruthless

You know that quote "Suffering can be religious if you do it right."? That's his schtick.

Speaking of kids, he loves them. The town kids see him as the cool older brother they always wanted.

He and Darrell look extremely alike. You'd mistake them for twins if it weren't for the difference in hair and eye color; Nathan's eyes are a cold blue (sometimes described like a shark's) (I suppose they mean that in the emotionless predatory haze sort of way but they could also be saying Nathan looks like he's dumb as bricks.)

I mean if that ain't Nathan after a night of drinking idk what that is.

Would have followed Darrell to the ends of the earth.

Never felt like he was second to him or overshadowed - well until Nex came around.

Man's strong as an ox. His physique betrays him.

Notorious fornicator

Women love him, cattle fear him, the men want him dead.

Darrell never punishes him however. Like I said you can't get away with anything in Zak unless you're Nathan.

Like Darrell he will fuck when the opportunity arises.

Might have caught feelings for a certain someone ehem ehem

I want to make more content of him, he's just ridiculously interesting.

I can't think of anything else rn but that's what I got for this country fool. Give me follow up questions and I'd gladly oblige 😌😌

#nathan todd #alt timeline #todd siblings #slasher oc #darrell todd #probably-a-plant-thing #ask darrell

[tongue-acid-spider-nymph]

been thinking about one of my old books I tried to write. seeing as I can’t seem to get myself to write for anything new, I’ve decided to conceptualize it as though it were going to be written today.

(content warnings heehoo: mention of abusive relationships both between parent and child and two romantic partners, maiming of a wild animal, blood from said wild animal)

SO, in the original, we have a cast of…too many characters. so many, in fact, that I’m dumbing our main cast down to just four. now, this world was previously a world where magical beings existed among us regular humans, and were kept in line by people of no discernible organization. a shapeshifter who works in this business married someone that I think was probably intended to be a werewolf, and they had fraternal twins. those twins were named Felix and Florence Cody, and Felix was a werecat whereas Florence was a werewolf. (note: in the original plan, the characters were from 16-18, with one exception being a 17-thousand year old alien. in this rewrite, all remaining main characters will be aged up to be somewhere in their twenties.)

Florence was meant to be our main main character, and was extremely close with her twin growing up. however, she fell in with a bad crowd, and her boyfriend turned out to be a shitty, abusive person. they were a pack of werewolves, and he refused to let her shift, which in the constrains of this universe was a very unhealthy thing for a periodical shifter to have to conform to. one night, she can’t take it anymore, and argues with her shitty, abusive boyfriend (who had a purposefully shitty name that I can’t even remember) before storming outside and shifting in the full moonlight. evidently, she gets hit by a car. whoops.

Felix, meanwhile, is the mom-friend to a bunch of people he brought into his childhood home due to their unfortunate circumstances. he carries on with the family business of making sure magical shit doesn’t go awry in a non-magical world, and regularly fights off members from an organization dedicated to bringing magic into power over the, once again, non-magical world. there are a few regulars in this group, and he makes an enemy out of one of them: Caspian. keep him in mind for later. now, Felix likes to take nightly motorcycle tours around his city because he doesn’t know how to cope with his responsibilities, and he finds Florence just kind of laying there chilling on the side of the road. (logic: she was hit in her wolf form, and turned back after this. she maims and partially eats a deer, tries to beat up a sickly pale dude which we’ll keep in mind for later, and then passes out on the side of the road by the woods.) freaking out, Felix helps his disoriented sister who he hasn’t spoken to in years onto the back of his motorcycle, and does what any responsible brother would do: drives them both to their childhood favorite restaurant, Steak ‘N Shake.

once there, Florence worries a waitress because of all the blood all over her everything, and goes into the bathroom to clean herself up. she and Felix talk for a little while, before he takes her to their childhood home. they walk in to find the makings for pizza splashed all over the place, and, irritated, he tells his guilty friends to go to bed. lightly fearing his authority, they oblige, but stare at Florence because she’s unfamiliar. to the best of my recollection, a noise is heard from the closet, and one of his friends says they had an intruder they didn’t know what to do with.

cue the most homoerotic scene I’ve ever written: Caspian’s introduction. he’s in Felix’s face, pinning him against a wall before our poor catboy knows what hit him. Florence doesn’t give much of a shit, she’s got her own problems. the boyfriends-to-be go back and forth with pinning each other against the hallway walls and calling each other darling before we get any major reveals. turns out, Felix thought Caspian was dead and was worried sick for him, hence the midnight motorcycle rides. Caspian, who by the way just emerged from their hall closet, explains he’s on the run and didn’t know who to go to. but defensively, because it can’t be vaguely reminiscent of generic gay fanfiction between narrative hero and villain without the villain being embarrassed about needing help in a life-threatening situation.

eventually, the trio are sitting in the living room talking. Florence explains why she recognizes Caspian—he’s the pasty guy she tried to beat up in the woods. either Caspian is bitter over it or he halfway flirts with her, can’t remember isn’t important he’s madly in love with her brother. something something, Felix gets a book, and they start going on weird little adventures that mean nothing in the grand scheme of things.

Caspian’s whole thing is that his adoptive mother Elvira is abusive and utilizes magic to control people. she’s amassed an army and plans to bring magic into power, and although Caspian escaped her direct clutches, she’s still in his head due to a spell, seeing as she’s part siren. Caspian himself is part merman, part banshee, because, you know, why not.

none of the other characters matter. at all. except Vada, who is named after a cat my grandparents used to have and is described in my old-ass notes as being a, “weredragon, probably.” helpful.

armed with all of this history, plus some Feelings, I now begin my quest to rekindle a flame long snuff’d.

#strawb posts #my stories #writing #ethereal arc

[ciaran]

ok ok ok i told myself i was gonna write this so im going to write it even htough its not going to make any sense and i am not actually doing anything and everything sucks. but we live in a shitsuck world so i am gonna write my dumb little thoughts down.

mo du spoilers ahead and discussions of triggering topics

anyway so. the thing abt the last book of mo du which is a v recognisable thing to happen and i Get It as an author like i truly do despite the longest thing ive ever written having been 50k of unhinged word vomit about feeling profoundly isolated from reality. i am the shit king of things that are too complicated and simple and that make no sense and plot is not my strong point as an author and i could not have done better. but i truly believed that priest could. anyway the thing that happened is that the last book was just not good lmao and it was not good for a few very particular reasons that were EASILY rectified by having a team of good alpha readers who are willing to slap you over the head and tell you to make a damn decision.

the thing is that before that mo du IS good and my idea for what should have happened in the last arc WAS SET UP BY THE NARRATIVE! i was not an idiot for thinking that that was what would happen! its just that she refused to go there for two critical reasons

she felt like she wouldnt have enough time to resolve this plot point

she didnt want to introduce a new major trauma before the end

she didnt trust her characters to get through it

she had set up a moral system in which once u commit murder u are irretrievable from The Abyss (as proven by that one dead cop's daughter idr her name but she killed a cop by accident)

that's more than 2 but i am a lit crit bitch not a numbers bitch. moving on.

she WOULD have had time to resolve this plot point if she had simplified her plot by a few threads. that cult shit was not necessary. the fact that the mysterious organization had someone within working to bring about its downfall was a great touch that didnt go far enough. there was a parallel between fan siyuan and fei du that was never fully explored and that was a waste of both their characters.

fei du needed to Go Through Something and he just did not. he needed to suffer a major moral injury in order for that arc to work - he needed to kill his father, or be mindbroken by being submerged in the abyss. the abyss needed to affect him. instead he is untouched which is awful. where are The Horrors of finding yourself at home among monsters! where is the Relief of not needing to mask, and wondering if this might just be better, if its not a little joyous to not care about morality and goodness. where is the Fear and the Self-Hate and the moral conflict between wanting to become your worst self and wanting to slip back into a comfortable orbit. where is the CRISIS OF FAITH!

but that's the thing, she didn't trust luo wenzhou to be able to handle fei du like that. she knows lwz can handle fd when he's being like "im gonna atticwife you shixiong" while clearly being a wet bedraggled catboy but she doesnt know if lwz could handle fd while hes laughing maniacally and trying to decide between killing his father, zhou chunliang, and fan siyuan. not that fd can handle a gun's recoil but that's not the relevant part. she didn't know if lwz could see fd at his worst and still love him but he CAN! he's a little crazy too let him find it kinda hot when fd struts around masterminding complicated criminal plots.

i truly think that showdown should have had lwz as a captive audience so fd experiences terrible feelings. OR fd should have actually HAD TO kill his father, no take-backs, no last minute outs. murder that vegetable. pull the fucking PLUG piglet. he should have to live with patricide even if he's never going to be charged with anything. lwz should have to live with loving a guy who was forced to have blood on his hands. let him have nightmares for the rest of his life about the closure he craved for so long.

but this goes back to priest's issue with MORALITY. the morality of the mo du universe is very clearly slanted into people being either GOOD or BAD and once you cross the line you can NEVER COME BACK. there is no complexity offered to the characters and there SHOULD HAVE BEEN! fan siyuan was a horrible person but what if he felt like he didnt have a choice? what if he was just like fei du and HIS lwz died? u cant tell me that fan siyuan wasnt in love w that one guy whose photo he was trying to see in his last moments. show me the beauty under the rot. what if fei du was pushed over the line? could he still be allowed to have some light? could lwz LET HIM? and i truly think lwz can, it's fd who cant let himself have that. but fd needed some confounding factors in his worldview.

call me a whump lover but i love when theres major trauma at the end of a book but it's still slanting to a happy ending. i like a hint of bitterness, a hint of "it will never be okay but at least we have each other." it's good.

anyway when mac and i were talking about this mac also suggested that fd walking into the abyss could have been very effective as a trust fall, a sign that he KNOWS that lwz will come for him and pull him out and not let him get lost in the evilsauce. and i agree w that being hot but i also have a personal preference for fd having a crisis of faith and lwz having a crisis of faith and both of them realizing in the end that they did choose each other and they still have each other

but priest chickened out of Challenging her Characters at the end and that just meant the whole thing rang soooo hollow. big grief. mz priest i will give u one dollar and my heart if u write an alt ending

get rid of that cult shit, get rid of the moral black and whiteness, let fei du sink into hell and kill his dad and be pulled out and dusted off and loved anyway. forgive some of the people who wandered into it without meaning to. let lang qiao and xiao haiyang kiss. The End

#mo du #notes

[marshmallowloves]

don't have the time or energy to chug out halloween drawings so instead I thought of some Halloween stuff for my faves gkshg

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Nico: dresses as a generic anime catboy and kinda just hangs out in the living room the whole night

James: dresses as Phantom of the Opera (he uses a golden rose as a prop instead of a red one). He's also the one who opens the door for the trick or treaters

Ghirahim: original idea was a circus ringmaster (someone absolutely insults him about it and says that it fits a clown like him. probably Yuga). However at one point he decided to hide in the bushes in his true form, sitting still like a statue. Proceeded to scare the shit out of kids that walked by, making them drop their candy and bolt, and gave the haul to me afterwards

Midna: You'd think she'd dress sexy but she decided to use her magic to conjure up a perfect cosplay of Thanatos (Hades), giant scythe and all. Hypnos was extremely confused for a little bit

Maxie: suggested both Dexter (Dexter's Lab) and Saiki K to him. He didn't care for either of those ideas and chose to just sit and relax with a cup of hot cocoa. Throughout the evening I keep sneaking tinsel spiders onto him and see how long it takes until he notices

Sousuke: okay slight S/I lore - I planned to draw him as Len Kagamine once when I was like 16 because Len was also around my age (and I had a crush on him) but now that I'm older that would be weird. So Sousuke's going as Kaito now, except he's not as tall as Kaito and the scarf keeps dragging on the floor gkshfj

Pit: INSISTED on the inflatable t-rex costume. runs up and down the streets just having the time of his life. falls over and gets stuck at one point, Palutena laughs from her place in Skyworld for five minutes before finally helping him up with a beam of light. Everyone sees it happen but nobody believes it was real

Yoshimitsu: old-school/classic Mortal Kombat ninja. Regularly performs Friendships.

Fenris: sexy RPG priest/wizard (did not want to, had to be convinced, still hated it)

Sans: t-shirt that says "HALLOWEEN COSTUME" and he hangs out on the porch. People think he's a decorative skeleton but then he says "'sup" and accidentally startles them. Also uses his magic to gently move people out of Ghirahim's jumpscare radius, just to fuck with Ghirahim.

Markus: Put in some fangs and called it a day. He's on standby for when (not if) someone gets hurt (because he knows this house and some dumb shit will probably happen)

Sir Dan: wanted to be Death, so he got the cloak and the scythe. Literally had a "well one of us is gonna have to change" moment with Midna and lost. Ended up staying in his regular armor and absolutely selling it as a classic gallant knight. He may or may not have been the one to "slay the dragon" two blocks down (knocked Pit over in his t-rex suit)

Zen: werewolf (to unleash the beast/big bad wolf thing?)

Abe: does not understand the holiday but had a great time vibing with everyone...till kids started hounding him about his alien costume and he just kinda stayed inside after that fksjf

Link: Lynel (and he insisted on carrying around the Savage Crusher despite it being twice his size)

Kenshi: he heard the obvious suggestions for Daredevil and Keanu Reeves, but ultimately decided to slap on a wizard's hat and hang back doing special effects with Raiden (i.e. making the decor float and almost nailing Ghirahim in the head with one)

Linebeck: Insists on going as himself, because there's no way people wouldn't recognize him - if not for his excellent treasure-hunting escapades, then surely for his bravery during his travels with his Link! Except kids keep asking if he's Jack Sparrow or saying "yar har fiddle dee dee" and he immediately begins helping Ghirahim steal candy from people

Edgeworth: Didn't dress up, but instead is dreading the legal paperwork he'll have to deal with because between Raiden's lightning and Ghirahim's jumpscares, SOMEONE is going to have a heart attack and fucking die

Yuga: insisted he did not need a costume because he was already perfectly showstopping as is. got remarks from kids like "what are you supposed to be, lady?" and "oooh creepy clown guy." had to physically restrain him from turning them into sidewalk chalk

Raiden: Did not want to dress in a full costume, but let me put a wizard hat on him. He was content with providing special effects for extra spooky atmosphere (i.e. lightning that nearly took out Ghirahim). I got to wear his hat 👍🏻

Aizawa: Michelin man (it's his sleeping bag with arms and legs)

Elliott: Prince Eric from the Little Mermaid - he's never really gotten to dress up for Halloween and this is honestly perfectly fitting for him

Chrom: Risen, but like a King Risen. Costume looked terrifying but he couldn't put on a convincing scary act, so he ended up being "that nice zombie king who lives at the lightning house"

Takumi: suggested a sexy pineapple costume. was informed that I would lose fingers if I tried to put him in it. Got him to settle for Robin Hood but he wasn't thrilled about it gkshf

Master Kohga: Garo Master from Majora's Mask. Loved the aesthetic but the cloak kept getting caught on everything. Almost bodyslammed a kid once

Kabbu: the Green Bug Ranger, and you better not ask him who that is because you WILL be stuck there for 15 minutes while he nerds out and explains

Cortex: Generic devil costume with the cape/horns/tail, setting various booby traps just to fuck with the trick or treaters

N. Gin: hastily removing the booby traps that Cortex set behind his back so that we don't get sued

Orbulon: slapped on a witch's hat and called himself the "Nefarious Necromancer of the North." It was his costume last year but he just thought it was so dang great he had to do it again.

Robin: literally just did the sheet-with-eyeholes ghost. He's having a great time gkshfjg

Garry: also a vampire, but specifically how Kouri drew him once for Halloween.

Hypnos: Really vibed with the lazy cat thing Nico had going on, so he was also a cat boy. But he was less lazy and more like "y'know. like, ~nya~"

#this was fun still fkshfk #not tagging everyone tho #Brother Husbands au #halloween #my writing #sort of gjdhg

[stoneclaw]

the pvp milestones are so harsh. x.x its a lot even if you LIKE pvp i think. god.

#IGNORE ME #300 wins to the next one and you dont even GET anything for it. -_- #pls i might be max m au ra rn but i am just a little guy i swear #i dont do it for four days and im like H. #lost my MOTIVATION and got a bit rusty #grits my teeth #to obtain the title The Unrelenting #i must become the unrelenting #-A-; #i will do it. i will. #the things i do for my dumb little catboy.

[bbangrictea]

ateez as boyfriends

first ateez post here yay!!! i tried my best with this one, some of the things here are more likely to be my perception of them in a psicology level. anyways.... enjoy!

genre: fluff

warnings: some cursed words but nothing other than that

contains: 8 topics (one for each member)

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HONGJOONG

he. is. the. most. caring. boyfriend. and you can’t take that from my mind

seriously this boy would risk it all to see happiness in your face

the type to secretly take you to his studio and show everything he is producing.

or even send it to you in your private chat

i don’t think he is really affectionate in public but when it’s just the two of you he will make you feel really loved

loves to spend time with you, doing anything

but the thing he would love the most is the moments you spend together customizing something - clothes, shoes, whatever you want

i feel like he would probably write a special song for you, or make a cover of some song you like - it’s his way to say “i love you lots, see?”

sometimes he can’t be with you but will make sure to be in some way, could be by texting you, facetiming, or letting you his hoodie so you can sleep feeling his scent.

would probably cry thinking about how much you mean to him

a simp for this matching couple things

protect him at all costs!!!

WOOYOUNG

no doubt he is the affectionate boyfriend

boy just can’t keep his hands off you for a sec

and you would love that

loves to cuddle with you and have dumb conversations in the middle of the night because he drank too much coffee 

would steal kisses from you from time to time, making you blush

and hug you tightly

would probably say to the others that you are his all the time

and let’s not forget about he getting on your nerves just because he loves to see you “a little mad”

he loves when you are about to kick his ass??? (as a joke of course)

would probably have a pic of you in his wallet of cellphone case

MINGI

he is the cutest boyfriend for sure

would say the sweetest things for you when you least expect 

makes you cry soft tears because of that

this boy just loves you so much

he is your personal supporter

he would let you stay with your head in his chest all day if this is what you need

(not so) secretly loves to cuddle you

and loves to make you laugh

he feels warm inside when he makes you crack with a stupid joke of his

i don’t know why but i think he likes to cuddle your hair too

SEONGHWA

photoshoot section with you because he just loves that

and loves to go out with you to buy fashion clothes 

and then would pull up a runway 

he is always so caring with you and kinda shy sometimes

and you think he is really cute when he is shy

always asking you if it is okay for you to do something, if you are comfortable and this kind of stuff

boy is so worried if you are okay all the time, you find that really cute of him

he just wants to enjoy the best of life with you

now listen: he would do his catboy agenda with you so expect a lot of that

he loves every physical touch he gets from you, it could be just you holding hands like always but he will find it perfect

sometimes he will also backhug you but it’s not always because it has to be a surprise thingy

SAN

our boy right here is just the softest out there i think

he loves to give and receive hugs and kisses for sure

i can picture him calling you to play with byeol, so cute

lots lots lots of cuddle

would take you for romantic dates

or else just stay in the comfort at home playing games

can’t be away from you for too long, trust that

i think of him doing karaoke with you also because you have too much fun doing that 

it’s like your thing

i guess he would believe you two were destined or something

but for sure there would be a strong conection between you

and everyone can see that

YUNHO

ok listen

he loves to see how his hand size is big compared to yours

would definitely say that you are his smol bean

or that you fit in his pocket

would get extra soft if he sees you talking about him to someone

but at the same time he has this soft side to you he has the teasing one too

would bother you with silly things like poking your arm until he could talk to you when you're mad

in general he is just like a little puppy

loves when you unexpectedly start kissing him and suddenly stops making he want more

and i already say that but he loves your size difference 

has the biggest smile on his face when sees you wearing his hoodies ou t-shirts

YEOSANG

not only your boyfriend but your best friend

would love to share some gossip with you

always come with some tea and have so much fun with your reactions to it

other than that, he is really kind and lovely, sometimes you can’t help but squish his cheeks

he likes when you are close to him

always ask for you to sit on his lap or bring a chair to stay next to him when he is busy

another one that loves to make you laugh

sometimes he say something acting all serious but it is really funny

his favorite part of the day is when he is in bed with you in his arms

probably he would tease you a lot but by the time you’re almost mad at him he would make up giving you a slow soft kiss and ask if there’s peace between you two now

JONGHO

comes with his gummy bear smile when wants you to cuddle him

buys flowers for you for sure

and makes everything that you want 

will sing your favorite songs to you

likes to pass his arm around you

loves to tease you 

but then he regrets it and fills you with kisses and you can’t help but laugh

i think he likes to hug you while sleeping

and when you wake up in the morning he is silently admiring you

overall the type of boyfriend that feels like home

he is so comfortable to be around

#ateez #ateez reactions #ateez au #ateez imagines #ateez fanfiction #ateez as boyfriends #hongjoong #choi san #wooyoung #yeosang #yunho #jongho #seonghwa #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #kpop #kpop writing blog #kpop fanfiction #bbangrictea

[saintodo]

thots: catboy gojo

♡ note: he has been plaguing me

♡ word count: 1.5k

♡ warnings: hybrids, bratty sub gojo, gender neutral dom reader, mentions of spanking and punishments, light neglect, hand jobs, kitty as a pet-name, light overstimulation, not proofread oops

catboy gojo is so pretty. his snow-white ears nestled between tufts of his hair are so soft and sensitive. a deep rumble forms in his chest whenever you gently scratch behind them. his tail is real sensitive, too. if you accidentally step on it or tug on it too hard, he gets so pouty. it doesn’t actually hurt him that much, but gojo likes to make a big fuss out of it, so you’ll smother him with kisses as an apology.

he’s so so so spoiled. he's so needy for you. catboy gojo loves your attention and gets so pouty when you don’t give it to him right away or when you don’t give him what he thinks is enough.

he’s such a brat about it. he doesn’t care that you have work to do, he wants your attention now and he’ll act out if you don’t give it him. he’ll go into a different part of the house and start making a complete mess out of it.

he doesn’t do anything that causes any real damage (most of the time), but just enough to inconvenience you. he’ll knock some shit over and drag clothes out of drawers so they’re strewn all across the floor. it’s exasperating dealing with him when he’s behaving like a menace to society.

normally, when you come across the mess gojo’s made, you’ll punish him, which he delights in. you’ll take him over your knee and make him count aloud the number of spankings you’re giving him while you bring down a heavy hand onto his ass. he keens whenever you tug on his sensitive tail between spankings.

but, this time you don’t do anything of the sort. no, you do something that gojo hates. you ignore him.

you’re not dumb, you know that gojo only acts out because he’s a needy little brat who wants your undivided attention. but he needs to learn that sometimes you have work to do, time where you can’t give him all of your attention, and that it’s not okay to throw a fucking fit in response to not getting his way.

gojo hates it when you ignore him so much. he can’t believe that his plan backfired so badly. from room to room inside of your apartment, he trails after you with the prettiest pout on his lips. a whine forms in his throat when you don’t respond to anything he says.

you silently clean up the mess he’s made and move to sit on the couch afterward. gojo slips underneath the curve of your arm to cuddle up to you as closely as he can while you flip the tv switch on. you don’t push him away because even if you’re frustrated with gojo’s behavior, you’d never go that far.

gojo is reaching his wits end. he cannot handle the silent treatment from you and he finally reaches his breaking point when you don’t scratch at the base of his ears like you usually do when you cuddle together.

“ ‘m sorry,” he whines, burying his face into the curve of your neck. his arms loop around your middle as he presses himself as close as he can against your skin. his fluffy ears tickle your jaw. “ ‘m sorry for making a mess, just pay attention to me, already.”

you’re honestly surprised that he caved so quickly, but you really shouldn’t be. if there’s one thing that gojo hates most in the world, it’s being ignored. you think it’d be interesting to tease him some more, but it’s rare that gojo actually says the word sorry, so you lower your hand on top of his head.

“you were being so bad for me, satoru,” you hum. your fingers gently nudge the base of his ears and you can feel the tension in gojo’s lanky frame melt. “i should bend you over my knee right now.”

a shiver goes up gojo’s spine and he shakes slightly in your arms.

“you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” you continue scratching behind his ears, your nails feel good whenever you press them a little harder against that sensitive area. “answer me, satoru.”

he jumps when he feels your hand curl around the base of his tail. you don’t tug on it, but you begin to slowly drag your palm up and down. arousal swirls in gojo’s stomach at the action. he clears his throat a little to reply to you. “maybe. you’d like having me spread over your lap, wouldn’t you?” he says cheekily. 

he yelps when you roughly tug on his tail. not hard enough for it to truly hurt, but enough to teeter the line of pain and pleasure.

“i could leave you here to take care of this,” you rock your hips right against gojo’s clothed erection, “all by yourself, satoru. if that’s how you’re going to act.”

you lift your hands off of gojo, making a move to get off the couch. you’re only pretending, but gojo doesn’t need to know that.

“wait, don’t leave.” he pushes you back down onto the couch, clinging to your frame. you suppress the urge to laugh at the slight panic in his tone. you grunt when gojo shifts his weight and plants himself fully on your lap. automatically, your hands come to rest on his hips, thumbs rubbing circles into his skin.

“hmm, why shouldn’t i?” you nose at his exposed collarbones, your warm breath washes over his skin. “you gonna be a good kitty for me, satoru?”

his cock twitches in his pants at your words. he presses his hips against yours, making sure you can feel just how hard he is for you. “think you can make me one?”

you laugh, soft and gentle, into his skin. the sound leaves goosebumps in its wake. it’s embarrassing how close gojo comes to whimpering when you press a featherlight kiss to his neck. “mm, i think so.”

it’s a little difficult with how close you’re pressed up against each other, but you manage to snake a hand between you and gojo. he moans and instinctively bucks his hips when you begin to palm at his erection. he’s already so hard. it never fails to make you feel good, knowing how much of an affect you have on him.

gojo wants more. he wants you to touch him so much more, but your touches remain light despite how much he rolls his hips into your hand.

“be patient, kitty,” you chide after he rocks his hips again. he whines but you swallow up the sound when you press your lips to his. gojo’s lips are always so soft, courtesy of the glossy lip balm you gifted him that he uses daily. he moans into your mouth when you slip your hand beneath the waistband of his pants and wrap your fingers around his cock.

gojo jolts in your lap when you smear the precum beading at the tip with your thumb and drag your palm up and down the shaft of his dick. you detach your lips from gojo’s and begin to press kisses to the column of his neck. he loudly whines when you harshly nip at the space near the base of his neck. there’s no doubt that gojo’s neck will be covered with blooming bruises by the end of this. he can’t wait. later, he’ll peer into the mirror and stare at his reflection and press his fingers into the purple marks, toeing the line of pain and pleasure, to ensure they’ll last longer.

“go ahead and fuck my fist, kitty,” you say between kisses and nips. gojo doesn’t need any more convincing than that. he plants his palms behind you on the back of the couch to steady himself before grinding his hips into the curve of your hand. your fingers curl around his cock, applying just the right amount of pressure as he moves his hips back and forth.

the couch creaks beneath you, but gojo doesn’t stop rocking against you. he throws his head back and bares his neck for you, making it easier for you to mark him up as yours. that’s all gojo really wants. he wants everybody to know that he belongs to you as much as you belong to him.

gojo cums with a moan when you bite down hard onto his shoulder. his hips move sporadically as spurts of white leak from his cock. he whimpers and hides his face in the curve of your neck when you begin to drag your palm over his length once his hips still, milking all the cum he still has left in his dick.

when it gets to be too much, you stop and release your hold on his dick and move your hand to rub circles into his back. you hold gojo for a while, peppering kisses wherever you can reach on his bare skin, and let him bathe in his post-orgasm bliss.

“you good, kitty?” 

gojo’s only response is nuzzling his face further into your neck and tightening his grip around your middle, much to your amusement. you plop a hand onto his head and pet his ears. the tv still buzzes in the background. 

catboy gojo is a needy, attention-seeking brat, but you really wouldn’t have it any other way.

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