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[nightmarearian]

finally got this digital and all neat <3

boothill hair-headcanons! I did some (admittedly short) research on indigenous hair traditions & cultures (x).

A bit too tired to paraphrase rn so direct quotes to get the main points: > "believed that a person’s long hair represents a strong cultural identity" > "As part of the practice in self-respect, we are taught to take good care of our hair through proper grooming" > "adorn their hair with fur wraps, woolen wraps, feathers, fluffs, and bead work for war dancing and ceremonies" > "common to see family members and friends brushing and braiding hair for each other. > "we don’t cut our hair unless we have experienced a significant loss, like the death of a close family member, traumatic event or significant life change." > "When we do have to cut our hair, it is never to be thrown away, but rather, burned with sage or sweetgrass in a ceremonial way. When our hair is burned, all of our thoughts, prayers, dreams, aspirations, experiences, and history rise to the Creator to be properly taken care of." > " hair embodying so much of who we are, boundaries are important. Touching someone’s hair without permission is disrespectful in the Native community."

With that, looking at canon Boothill... I decided that at first he straight up just. Did not have the time to cut and burn his hair at first, and by the time he did he. Couldn't. (He’s dead anyway. Everything on his is dead anyway, so it doesn’t exactly count right now…) (he should be ashamed. He is. Being so fuckin selfish and one of the last of Aeragan-Epharshel and he making a mess of their culture). (He really should. He should stop being selfish but he can't let go of his memories of them and he's sorry, he's so so sorry, please he knows he's nothing more than a fuckin husk he's sorry he's sorry he's sorry-). (Going off of my other boothill art,) He loosely braids where a few of them would usually be, but comparatively it's too loose and he doesn't have as much feathers or sweetgrass or fur anymore but it's as close as he's ever going to get anymore so it'll do.

If any of this is inaccurate, really sorry and please correct me! :)

Text (Sorta. In order of my thoughts, all that, and then some): Aeragan-Epharshel "Boothill" (tesswehas) > had thick, soft, black hair -> current hair is thinner from lack of care + general consequences of becoming mechanized. -> Marie-Antoinette Syndrome + stress turned the majority of it white. > Tight & neat braids (w/ feathers, sweetgrass, fur) -> Family braids his hair & vice versa (-> Consequently, Boothill can't braid his own hair as well as he could someone else's. The difference in doing it to someone else vs. oneself, and all that) > Around~a bit longer than waist length -> Might've gotten a bit shorter when getting mechanized.

Post killing Oswaldo (a few months) > Cuts it a while after killing Oswaldo (while the power vacuum and all the extra stuff that comes with killing a head of department) -> Especially the braids/where the braids would be & the black parts. -> (his hair's all white now). > Burns it with sweetgrass > Additionally (not on drawing), He's tried to tie it back, sorta; It's a bit too short so he uses hair clips and stuff. It's at like mid-neck length. > His red bandana was his little girl's baby wrap. (yk those non-descript cloth wrapped around a baby).

-> (Eventually*) -> *meaning Argenti & Robin are able to keep Boothill from joining the rest of his family + heal/take care of himself > He lives long enough to grow it out. About shoulder length. > He usually has four braids (A/R/Sv/C), all with a few different ornaments. -> Side note, usually I guess one would get their hair braided with their associated accessories (if that makes sense???) but Boothill wants accessories based on his loved ones, so he has a little something. (Still doesn't have enough feathers, either). (Braid Dictionary): Each person's Ornaments, from Neatest -> Messiest: > Argenti(Tied w/ R): Vines & Roses > Robin(Tied w/ A): Metal/Fake flower ornamets (3); They're based of her halo. > Sunday*: "haloes"/rings > Clara (Tied w/ Sv): (Brass) Bolts & sometimes (uncommonly) fluff/fur, or flowers. > Svarog (Tied w/ C): (Steel/Silver) Bolts & Nuts > Hook: Usually doesn't have accessories, but the messiness & bits of dirt/grime (/aff) is enough of an indicator. Sometimes she can "braid"/tie string or smth. + Possibly aventurine? depends. -> neatness-wise would be around Sunday-Clara's; Accessories would be straight up jewlery, yk?

Bonus: Boothill (Makes the absolute neatest braids). Doesn't actually leave much accessories unless asked (Will be encouraged by A or R) -> would be feathers or sweetgrass; The children get flowers too. -> Bullet shells would be like bolts but he doesn't really want to give bullet shells to anyone. If he really wants to, it usually ends up in Svarog's ornament-strings/fur.

Ext. : > Boothill would give Argenti and/or Robin waterfall braids a good amount of the time. > Rose braid either from or to Argenti, to or from Boothill or Robin. > Boothill & Clara braid Svarog's coat's fur + give him strings of accessories.

Ext. Not in Drawing: > Between Robin & Argenti, Boothill gets around to taking proper care of his hair again :). > Sunday eventually joined in per Robin's request (as long as Boothill was okay with it, of course), and he found it calming & also just a good way for these two to bond. > Boothill keeps in his braids as long as he can, until it really has to or he meets the others again. > I only draw Robin, Argenti, Clara, & Svarog's braids in the final-post killing Oswaldo, so Sunday's would probably go behind Boothill's ear, next to Robin's. Hook's goes around the side, near Clara's. > Guess it was sorta implied with the neatest to messiest thing, But Argenti & Robin have the most clean braids, Sunday near close - his perfectionism/idealization is getting to him a bit - Clara & Svarog both have some troubles. It's like. Average-good? Not expert but not bad either. Clara's is a bit messy, and Svarog has some trouble with his bigger, mech-hands. Hook has the messiest. For obvious reasons. Little menace <3

> Oh also Don't think I ever specifically mentioned it but implied open/poly relationship between Argenti, Robin, Boothill & Svarog. (Argenti X Boothill X Robin, Svarog X Boothill). Think that's it. 👍

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[eclipseberrycake]

Poly! MoonBerryCake x Reader Pt. 3

Who didn't tell me the actual ship name was blueberrycake. What the flip guys.

Anyway, I saw this post and was like omg I need it. So I wrote it.

Part 3 if you will.

-> Part one

-> Part Two

☁ There was something be said about your resolve. Or your spite. Or your absolute lack of self-preservation.

☁ Cosmo wasn't sure which one it was yet. He wasn't sure he wanted to know. Not yet anyway. For the sake of your newly budding relationship.

☁ It had been a slow process admittedly, between the four of you, talking and discussing the boundaries you all had and laying them out in the open, along with the expectations you all had for the relationship.

☁ You all were still getting used to each other, and honestly Cosmo wasn't sure if you all were 'official' or just...seeing each other? Glisten had told him there was a difference. He didn't think there was but apparently there was a huge difference between seeing each other, going out, dating and being official.

☁ It was startling to suddenly have to have the difference of all of these explained to him in what was supposed to be a five floor run for pops to restock. It turned into a five floor lecture with Poppy, Glisten and Scraps all explaining the differences to him from across the rooms they were in.

☁ A strange day indeed. He was mostly just glad the others weren't there. You were still recovering and Astro had taken to ensuring you were actually bed resting and not doing...whatever it is you do when you're not listening to common sense. Sprout is with Pebble, making sure the little rock dog is back on track with his healing so he can hopefully be part of a future run.

☁ Leaving Cosmo the unfortunate sole victim of the chat. Even Teagan got in on it, prodding his cheek with a finger and knowing grin, going on about he was quite the 'heartbreaker'. He didn't want to be that! He quite liked you all!

☁ Looking onwards, he wondered how that happened. At one point did he look at what was before him and go yeah thats the one. Because he had questions for his past self. Lots of questions.

☁ "How many is that?" He has to ask, leaning over to where Astro is watching silently, amusement written on the celestial's face. He lost count after #15.

☁ "This is thirty two." Astro hummed, using a star shard to catch a tower of empty pudding cups that had begun to fall. They were disposed of properly as you cracked open what was your thirty-third pudding cup, sticking your spoon into it eagerly. How this happened? Cosmo didn't know. He walked in at the seventh, and even then questioned what the hell you were thinking.

☁ Beside you, Gigi and Goob were cheering you on, bringing more pudding cups out of...Well, Cosmo wasn't even sure where. Just that now there were more. You didn't need more.

☁ "Does Sprout know?" Cosmo continued to ask, leaning to lay on Astro. He was warm and the fur of his blanket was soft. Cosmo probably could've fallen asleep there really if he wasn't too busy watching the crazy shitstorm in front of him.

☁ "Nope." Came the very answer Cosmo was expecting. Probably for the best if he thought about it. If Sprout knew he'd stop it. Himself and Astro both were more curious to see the outcome then they were to stop it. Was there a limit?

☁ You would find out.

☁ Hopefully before Sprout showed up, but that was neither here nor there.

☁ The pudding cup was stacked on top of your most recent pile and number thirty-four was opened.

☁ "We're going to have to deal with this later." Astro tacked on, laying his head on Cosmo's. Cosmo hummed in acknowledgement having accepted that at cup seventeen.

☁ He could only imagine what thirty four pudding cups (And counting) could do to your poor tummy. That was part of science though.

☁ "Whatever happens, we will use this against them for the rest of their life." The roll huffed, glancing to the doorway out of instinct. He could faintly hear Sprout talking with Vee, the most recent recovery, most likely about the latest gossip around Gardenview.

☁ Oh little did they know.

☁ Thirty-five was opened and primed as you slapped down number thirty four.

☁ "This has gotta be some kind of world record." Astro pipes up again, eye darting to where Cosmo had looked off too. "Ooh, Wardens here." He teased, making Cosmo grin.

☁ The thirty fifth pudding cup, no empty, was slammed down as your eyes darted to where they sat, wide and scared. "He's not-"

☁ Goob and Gigi seemed to take this as a challenge, pushing more cups into your hands. Gigi claimed she had a bet going she needed to win while Goob was probably just there for the thrill.

☁ The added challenge of speed seemed to turn up the pace, cutting through four more in the blink of an eye.

☁ Number fourty was in hand and on its way to being devoured when the shrill gasp they all had been waiting for cut in.

☁ "What in Dandy's name do you think you're doing?!"

☁ Cosmo had to laugh. He had to. This was too good. It was too much watching Sprout try to charge you as you just as quickly try to eat your fortieth pudding cup. Incredible. Truly.

☁ And better yet, you were never living it down.

☁ Even after the night of constant tummy aches and your whines as they took turns caring for you, it followed you in teasing reminders whenever you so much as looked at another thing of pudding.

☁ It wasn't until you all were focusing on the trying to get the newer toons back that the it dropped the first time.

☁ You were on standby as Pebble took over distracting for a round, sticking close enough that you could use your spare air horn should Pebble stumble at all. But since you also couldn't help yourself, you were leaning on Cosmo's back as he was doing a machine, poking and prodding at his face when he didn't immediately give you what you wanted.

☁ Which was attention. Which his was taken as he tried to not mess up his skill checks and get you both caught and make Pebble's life that much harder.

☁ Still you persisted until the light of his machine blinked green and he was finally able to turn to face you. You stumbled, landing on his chest as he caught you, raising a non-existent eyebrow at your antics. "Listen, pudding cup, you can have all the attention you want, but you gotta be patient."

☁ You opened you're mouth for a rebuttal before pausing, finger raised in the air as the words registered. He snickered at the face you were making, turning and moving on to the next machine.

☁ "What did you call me?" You asked, quickly running to match step with him while also keeping an eye on Pebble.

☁ "C'mon, you don't think eating 40 pudding cups is gonna earn you some kind of nickname?" He threw back, hiding behind a stack of boxes with you as you heard Pebble bark, alerting anyone in the area he was on his way.

☁ "Could've been 41 but, someone hates fun." You grunted, looking in the direction you last saw Sprout headed.

☁ Rolling his eyes, Cosmo shot you a look. "I hope you remember the stomach ache you had to endure."

☁ "Yeah. but I would've had it no matter what. I could've at least found out what the limit was." You pouted.

☁ "Uh huh and even if you had, that wouldn't change anything about the nickname. Would it, pudding?" He teased.

☁ The nickname didn't leave no matter how much you wanted it to.

☁ Every time he had the opportunity, Cosmo was using it. Dropping it as he passed behind you in the kitchen ("Watch behind, pudding cup!"), during runs ("Twisted to the right of ele, Puddin'."), even during your down time! ("Pudding, Astro's looking for you!")

☁ Which was fine, really, you didn't mind the nickname. Sprout still called you Bud more than your actual name. But that was where the affections from him stopped.

☁ He let you all hang all over him and accepted kisses to the cheek with stammered words, flustered in a way that was too adorable to be any actual deterrent.

☁ You were half convinced he didn't think he was allowed that privilege. Which was cute, in an odd sort of way.

☁ You were watching Cosmo as he iced some new cookies, leaning on the counter with the same look in your eye that he's sure started the pudding debacle.

☁ He paused, mid dollop on an icing petal before looking up at you. "Can I help you, pudding?"

☁ "You're hiding something."

☁"Am I?" Cosmo hummed, switching colors to a bright blue that was sure to stain your teeth. The way nature intended.

☁ "You are. I can sense it. It's like I have the force." You nod resolutely. "Or like boyfriend intuition." You paused, holding your hand to your chin. "How long does that take to develop? We haven't been together all that long but what if I developed it like the second we were together? Wouldn't that be cool? I wonder if it works on Astro. Sprout talks to much so I don't even need it for him-"

☁ "Are we...Together, I mean?" Cosmo suddenly cuts in, halting your rambling. Normally he loves listening to your little spiels, but the topic being brought up is enough to have him spilling. "Or are we just like dating- or maybe just seeing each other? I-"

☁ "Have you been talking with Glisten?" You suddenly ask, a soft smile on your features as you slide off your perch to walk around the counter. "Because he's given me the whole 'are you actually exclusive' talk before too."

☁ Cosmo pauses before huffing. "Yeah. Him, Poppy and Scraps. I just...I don't know if we put a label on it."

☁ "Oh you silly cream puff. You know you can just ask us this stuff, right?" You grin, wrapping your arms around his waist with a bright grin. "They think that just because their love lives are messy all of ours have to be messy too. I promise we're together, exclusive, partners. Whatever wording they used. I know the other two would agree too."

☁ Cosmo heaves a sigh of relief, leaning his forehead onto yours. "I was honestly scared of what you'd say."

☁ "Well, don't be." You snorted. "You're lucky it was me who started this conversation. Could you imagine Sprout's reaction?"

☁ "I try not too. "

☁ "You might've spent Astro tumbling with you." You laugh.

☁ "I wouldn't have let him, you know that, pudding." Cosmo chuckled before stilling, swallowing. "Can I-...Can I kiss you?"

☁ "I'd be mad if you didn't."

☁ With a laugh, Cosmo angles his head down, his lips meeting your own in a sweet kiss.

☁ When the other two find you, both of your mouths are stained purple as you share a plate of cookies between you.

☁ "I thought the cookie cutter didn't allow for you guys to put in the purple petal." Astro hums, taking a cookie for himself and scanning it. No purple petals to be seen, but he bites into it anyway, humming happily at the taste.

☁ "It doesn't." Sprout answers, looking at the cookies that were sans said petal. Their flower cutter only had five petals as opposed to Dandy's six, so they just omitted the purple petal when making Dandy cookies. Or they normally did.

☁ "There was some extra red icing." You answer, leaning onto Cosmo's shoulder. "I helped dispose of it."

☁ "You're lips are purple." Sprout deadpans.

☁ "There was also some extra blue." Cosmo flushes as he avoids looking at the other two.

☁ There's a moment of silence before Astro is laughing so hard at Sprout's face he chokes.

[huneybeen]

Poly beautifulangrybowl x reader

warnings: none but pure fluff

shrimpo (surprisingly) has a very subtle soft side for you three.

glisten does makeup “tests” on you guys (he likes to see your faces all dolled up and he compliments the three of you just to see your flustered reaction).

finn gives fish petnames like bubbles, gold fish, lucky rod, goldie, etc.

glistens gives basic petnames like darling (his favorite one), beautiful, angel, baby, babe is only on rare occasions.

all three of them are really clingy, sometimes you see 2 or all of them cuddled up together in one of their rooms.

everybody knows about your guys relationship, some people wondered how the two of you (glisten and you) can handle finn and/or shrimpo.

if glisten (or finn) sees one of you for even a split second, he’s speed walking (or running) to give you a kiss.

shrimpo will just call the three of you by your names or just idiot.

shrimpo can and WILL fight (or argue) whoever walks in and disturbs y’all cuddling sessions and beauty sleep.

if you, shrimpo, or finn don’t talk like you guys usually do daily, glisten KNOWS something is wrong and will check up on that person. he will ignore whoever who needs him for something and stay by his partners side.

finn will immediately stop with the fish jokes if one you is having a gloomy day, and will wait patiently on what’s making his partner sad while hugging (or cuddling) them

shrimpo doesn’t exactly know what to do whenever someone’s having a bad day, but his words are quite obnoxiously comforting. “I HATE WHEN YOUR SAD!” “AND I HATE WHEN YOU DONT TELL ME WHATS WRONG!”. will wait patiently while resting his head on your shoulder or he hugs you tightly (only if his lovers ask of course)

physical touch is a MUST in the relationship

finn will try to stop with the fish jokes (he can’t help)

shrimpo says he hates kisses, cuddles, hugs, or anything that involves touchy things. he doesn’t say anything when one of his lovers do those things

glisten makes beauty face masks when you all don’t have anything to do

you or glisten are the ones who initiate cuddle piles

shrimpo once got so embarrassed and red, when you picked him up bridal style to save him from twisteds, he almost didn’t talk to you for a whole day

finn yaps about fishes at random times

you got injured so bad one time, your partners immediately dropped whatever they were holding and ran as fast they could to you

twisted hc’s and angst hc’s will be in part 2 (which is coming soon) :3

i love poly dw ships sm.

[autumnsartblog]

Listing every Dracula (and poly) ship I have seen art for off the top of my head for fun.

Some of the ships I am very against but whatever

—

There will be repetition on with monogamous ships. I’ll put repeated ships in (✦︎) dot points

And I will include ship names I know of them….we need more ship names </3

★ feel free to reblog with some of your ship art 🙏 (especially Harkula pleaseee please) + ship names

— Poly ships !!

⟡ Arthur x Seward x Quincey x Lucy ( ‘dracula polycule’ )

⟡ Arthur x Seward x Quincey ( ‘suitor squad’ )

⟡ Dracula x the brides x Jonathan ( somewhat )

⟡ Dracula x the brides ( somewhat — ‘brides of dracula’ )

⟡ Mina x Quincey x Jonathan ( ‘yeehawrker’ )

⟡ Mina x Seward x Jonathan ( ‘harkward’ )

⟡ Van Helsing x Seward x Arthur x Jonathan x Quincey x Mina x Lucy ( ‘polycula’ )

~ (haven’t seen Arthur x Seward x Quincey x Dracula or Mina x Lucy x Jonathan… which is unexpected somehow)

— Jonathan Harker ships !!

⟡ Jonathan x Mina ( ‘holiest love’ / ‘jonmina’ )

⟡ Jonathan x Dracula ( ‘harkula’ / ‘darker’ / ‘coffin rose’ )

⟡ Jonathan x Seward

⟡ Jonathan x Arthur

⟡ Jonathan x Paprika Hendl 😭 ( ‘jonrika’ )

~ (haven’t seen any just Jonathan x Quincey…surprisingly)

— Mina Harker ships!!

⟡ Mina x Lucy ( ‘Lumina’ )

✦︎ Mina x Jonathan ( ‘holiest love’ / ‘jonmina’ )

⟡ Mina x Dracula ( do NOT reblog your art for this on this post, I’m sorry — ‘dracmina’ )

— Arthur Holmwood ships!!

⟡ Arthur x Lucy ( ‘luther’ )

⟡ Arthur x Quincey ( ‘morwood’ )

⟡ Arthur x Seward ( ‘holmward’ )

— Lucy Westenra ships!!

⟡ Lucy x Dracula

✦︎ Lucy x Arthur ( ‘luther’ )

✦︎ Lucy x Mina

~ (no Lucy x Seward/Quincey individually that I’ve seen 💔)

— John Seward ships!!

⟡ Seward x Van Helsing ( ‘helward’ )

⟡ Seward x Quincey

⟡ Seward x Renfield ( ‘renward’ )

✦︎ Seward x Jonathan

✦︎ Seward x Arthur ( ‘holmward’ )

— Van Helsing ships!!

⟡ Van Helsing x Dracula ( ‘vanulca’ )

✦︎ Van Helsing x Seward ( ‘helward’ )

— Quincey ships!!

✦︎ Quincey x Seward

✦︎ Quincey x Arthur ( ‘morwood’ )

— Renfield ships!!

⟡ Renfield x Dracula ( ‘dracfield’ )

✦︎ Renfield x Seward ( ‘renward’ )

— Dracula ships!!

✦︎ Dracula x Jonathan ( ‘harkula’ / ‘darker’ / ‘coffin rose’ )

✦︎ Dracula x Van Helsing ( ‘vanulca’ )

✦︎ Dracula x Lucy

✦︎ Dracula x Mina ( ‘dracmina’ )

✦︎ Dracula x Renfield ( ‘dracfield’ )

[chair002]

OMG ok yes lifeship -. lifesteal ship. sorry i got excited and merged the words together. lifesteal ship i'd love ur thoughts on... i think i can already suspect your thoughts on bapicc BUT i raise you.. bapicctech... <- they don't have a ship name but hopefully this is possible to interpret :D

oooh thats really cute ive never thought about that trio like that before

i think minmape's cute but i wouldnt really call myself a shipper of it because its one of those types of duos on lifesteal that are more defined by one of the members' absence rather than their interactions… but when minute came back to chungpire after his rlcraft journey finally fucking ended i can definitely see mapicc trying to juggle bacon who's kinda a new teammate he's sought out while empire was gone and minute who is the said empire, a kind of before and after connection. im not gonna lie i wish mapicc were angrier at minute for leaving the way he did, but in this dynamic i can see bacon being angry on mapicc's behalf. like, in this clip you can see bacon and minute do NOTTT like each other not even cause of anything they did to each other but for what the other did /not/ do for mapicc?? which is so funny because. bacon doesnt like how minute treated mapicc 'cause he left meanwhile minute seems to dislike bacon because he's not really contributing or doing anything special for mapicc. theyre having a bad boyfriend off & its really funny to see. but i believe they could make it work. mapicc cares about both of them so i can see them putting the mutual dislike aside for him and maybe even find they liked each other more than they previously thought. although they WILL be really awkward and shy about it. i love this clip too its so funny theyre kind of ai robots when left on their own

i wish we saw more of the admin team working together. i understand that an admin team on lifesteal is not made for storytelling reasons (although you can make an argument that it actually is) and they will not livestream making important decisions but like. idk would've been interesting seeing the three of them working together more, especially when they had such an important meta role. i felt like in s5 spoke and ash (or lifesteallord and lifestealadmin i think they were called? i dont remember if lifestealowner was spoke or parrot) were more involved as like. separate admin entities. am i making any sense here idk but that's kinda what i expected at least a little bit of but no everything the trio did was almost entirely off screen. which is whatever. i guess it leaves a big window for rpf opportunities. what do YOU think the 3 of them did during those admin meetings? we'll never know.

but yeah my that's my thoughts on bapicctech… i think it has a lot of potential, its a very interesting.. rarepair? poly rarepair? raretrio? idk. im always up for anything losers-related and i think adding minute can create a lot of interesting & fun conflict!! big fan

[moonlit-dreamers]

Can you rate all Eclipse ships?

*rubs my grubby hands together* i abso-fuckin-lutely can

the lower they go doesnt mean "i despise it" (unless specified) its just that i dont find it interesting/dont personally ship it/never think about it. this also wont include poly ships bc then i just Wouldnt Stop. btw im not gonna edit this so if some shit is typed wrong then uh . sucks ig hjgfjhfh

eclipse/solar - 10/10 - nothing could be better than this. this is my otp above sun/eclipse. nothing can be improved upon bc it is perfect. learning to love urself by loving another version of urself? SIGN 💥 ME 💥 UP 💥

eclipse/sun - 10/10 - second thing i ever shipped (first was sun/solar <3) and its stuck with me ever since. enemies to lovers. wonderful. scrumptious

lord eclipse/sunvant - 10/10 i say this counts to be added to the list bc i fucking can. theyre also my otp. toxic codependency. sunvant having pure blind devotion to lord eclipse despite everything hes done to hurt him? GHOD

eclipse/sunbeam - 8/10 - grumpy cat x golden retriever. or maybe a yorkie with how much sun yaps ghdfghfgh. he'd probably act so fucking annoyed with how much sunbeam yaps but in reality he actually pays attention to all of it bc despite how little of it makes sense its actually entertaining

eclipse/moonshine - 8/10 - theyre nerds that kiss each other. they work on games and random projects together. theyre wonderful

eclipse/ruin - 8/10 - okay im actually writing these out of order and i was almost done THEN FUCKING FORGOT THIS. toxic yaoi at its finest. while ruin is still forcing eclipse to work for him he gets Silly™️ and just goes "i can do whatever i want and nobody will stop me" and ofc he does. if that includes torture or messing with him until his mind breaks then thats up to you. would this be accurate to canon ruin? absolutely not. do i care? fuck no <3

eclipse/dark sun - 7/10 - ADDING THIS IN EDITING BC I WAS FUCKING STUPID AND FORGOT THEM OTL. this the good shit. toxic yaoi. i have thoughts but theyre all gone rn idk wtf happened to them so imagine i made a shitty summary of a fucked up scenario

eclipse/old moon - 7/10 - gwuh creator/creation beloved. idk man. it could either be healing and fluff or angst and toxic. you pick <3

eclipse/solarflare - 7/10 - again. creator/creation. im unwell. AND YET ANOTHER COULD BE TOXIC OR FLUFFY. me thinks onesided pining from sf while eclipse is either oblivious or ignores it would be fun. OR they both use it as a chance to explore bc why not :3

eclipse/earth - 6/10 - not my favorite but its good for fluffy shit. idk why but every time i decide to doodle eclipse being flustered its always with earth. she just appears and makes it her job. idk what to do my hands just move on their own

eclipse/nexus - 5/10 - lower than old moon bc i just dont find it as interesting

eclipse/lunar - 5/10 - personally not that interested in it. but if you bring it up in the middle of a conversation another alter WILL come running over. he responds to it faster than his own damn name. ask him and he'd start going OFF.

eclipse/ballora - 4/10 never think about it but it could be fun

eclipse/bloodmoon - 4/10 - think it could be fun. again, could be toxic or fluffy.

eclipse/killcode - 4/10 - yet another "good ship but not personally interested". tho i think it could be fun. giant soft monster x angry small creature

eclipse/puppet - 3/10 - i like it more than puppet/foxy but thats only bc its eclipse added. i just. i dont like puppet. shes getting better but for a while she was SO annoying to me and i just. my opinion is tainted 😔

eclipse/vincent - 2/10 - i can see it? maybe? who fuckin knows lol

eclipse/anyone else - 1/10 - im just lumping everyone else into one thing so i dont go on forever. basically just the "never thought about it and probably wont continue thinking about it" ships

[dandysworld-meh-imagines]

Welcome to this Dandy's World X Reader blog!

My name is Anna, but you can call me whatever you want, you can call me Grace too. I'm just someone who is attempting to write a bit of some x reader stuff again like good old times. I'm an adult so if that makes you uncomfortable, feel free to leave this blog. I want to try and make this a safe space for people to come and relax.

Let's get into the rules and that, shall we?:

-This is ONLY an x reader blog! I don't write ships BUT what I can do is write poly x reader if someone wishes for it. Please specify if you want it to be poly rather than separate!

-I will write for all toons and twisteds (No Blot yet!!), romantic or platonic. Toodles, Pebble and Coal will only be platonic and every request with them will automatically be so as well, please don't be weird. Please also specify if you want your request to be platonic, if there is no mention of it, I will make it romantic. Also specify if you want the twisted version of a toon! (Or both!). Scenarios that have more than one character without any mentions of poly will be platonic.

-Angst is allowed, no NSFW but suggestive stuff is fine. Reader is gender-neutral unless specified. Reader is also a toon.

-I can try writing for maybe heavier topics but know that it might not be my best work or I might back out if it's too much for me, please feel free to correct me if I get anything wrong.

-Requests might take a while as I have other stuff to do and work on or real life happened. Some days will be 1 request, others 2, depends on how I feel or if I'm busy!! Sundays are off but I might not post in other days too, really depends!!

-I also take my time writing and posting because I want to write a lot for each request and to also not get overwhelmed by writing all the time (I need time alone too to recharge well), apologies for this as new requests will take a very good while but it's something I need to do to not lose my sanity.

-I can deny any request if I feel uncomfortable with it, it doesn't elaborate enough (if you can, please put a lot in!) or even because I have no idea what to write for it, please respect that.

-If requests are closed and someone sends something in, it will be deleted. Please wait until I open them again to send something in!!

-You can only request up to 4 characters, if I get more than 4, I will randomly pick myself. If it's a scenario with the characters (for example: main toons, two or three toons reacting to something in general) this rule doesn't apply.

-If I don't post your request, either Tumblr ate the ask or I denied it (the first being WAYYY more likely), you can ask if you are curious about your request though.

-If I did your request wrong, please let me know so I can rewrite it! I do want to make you guys happy, after all!

-Most importantly, have fun!

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Requests on inbox and in order of what will come out/be posted first, if your request is here, it means I accepted it (if I'm away, it might take a while to update with recent requests!):

1. Shelly With A Reader Who Avoids Her Because They Are Too In Love!

2. Astro With A Reader Whose Paws Glow In The Dark!

3. Goob With A Sleepy Reader!

4. Poly Twisted Scraps And Twisted Razzle & Dazzle With A Reckless Reader!

5. Poly Headcanons About Dandy And Shrimpo With The Reader!

6. Connie Headcanons With The Reader Inspired By Some Lyrics!

7. Angst/Comfort Razzle & Dazzle With A Reader Who Comforts Them!

8. Dandy With A Reader Who Is The Antagonist!

9. Goob And Scraps With A Reader Who Is The Youngest Craft Sibling!

10. Poppy Who Snuck Twisted Reader Into Her Room!

11. Yandere Vee With The Reader!

12. Chef Reader Who Is Horrible At Baking And Cosmo And Sprout Try To Help!

13. Main Toons With An Antagonist Reader Who Is Like Dr. Doofenshmirtz!

14. Dandy With A Fem! Flower! Reader Who Was Made To Be His Love Interest!

15. Finn And The Reader Becoming A Twisted Together!

16. Toodles With A Teenager Reader Who Is A Horrible Influence On Her!

17. Sprout With A Reader Who Was Cut From The Gardenview Cast!

18. Reader Trying To Comfort Toodles As She Is Becoming A Twisted More And More!

19. Connie(+Twisted) Having An Obsession With A Male! Scaredy-Cat Reader!

20. Reader Trying To Comfort Rodger Who Blames Himself For The Loss Of Toodles!

21. Platonic Main Reader With Their Toon Handler!

22. Platonic Teagan With A Reader Who Goes To Her Tea Parties To Distress!

23. Eggson With A Granddaughter Who Looks Up To Him A Lot And Goes Missing!

24. Shelly With A Twisted Male! Archaeopteryx Fossil Toon Reader!

25. Astro Who Gets Startled From The Reader Waking Up From A Nightmare!

26. Rudie And Bassie With A Very Affectionate Reader!

27. Sprout And Reader Looking At Old Embarrassing Pictures Together!

28. Reader With Twisted Dandy Who Acts Like A Cat!

29. Sprout With A Bug Toon Reader!

30. Yandere Flyte With A Fem! Moth Reader!

31. Toodles Trying To Set Fem! Reader And Rodger Together!

32. Reader Comforting Vee After Hearing About The Upgrade!

Requests that I have accepted but don't write for a character (Blot) yet:

1. Blot Headcanons With The Reader!

2. Circus Troupe With A Ringmaster! Reader Headcanons!

[quinloki]

For the Kink Event, could I maybe ask for

Collaring, Cosplay & Edging for both Kid & Heat?

Thank you in advance :3

Certainly, certainly! Collaring, Cosplay and Edging not a bad collection of kinks =3

And some quality boyos to go with it \o/ Kid and Heat - usually I get Kid and Killer, so this is nice little zag to the usual zig

Let's get to it then ^_^

Heat:

Collaring - Oh god you don’t even know - I think all the people on the crew are pretty hype about collaring. But I also think it's something they all hold in pretty high regard. Sure they can wear and use collars and chokers, but there's a difference between using one as an accessory and going through the process of collaring someone.

It's an official act of submission, and trust. A real bonding experience. With Heat I think who is wearing the collar could go either way. Once you've gotten to the point where you're having a collaring ceremony in the first place, there's enough trust that Heat's happy to be the one putting it on, or the one its being put on. (Though I do think he leans a little bit more toward sub than dom, he's certainly a switch.)

Heck it might even be some mutual collaring depending on your vibes =3

Cosplay - FUCK Yes - Heat's here for the dressing up. Cosplay, lingerie, accessories, anything and everything. I feel like he's one of the nerdier people on the ship, so he's probably a little more up on comics and manga and shows than some of the rest of the crew. He's the guy that pulls everyone else into D&D xD (Killer ends up being the best DM, and -- I'mma digress if I go down that path).

Heat thinks you're hot no matter what you're in, but if you like dressing up in cosplay that's icing on the cake for him. He's going to be able to keep his cool just enough to keep from damaging the outfit, but even after he strips a good bit of it he'll stay in character, don't worry. =3

Edging - Yes - Sure, sure, he can get into it, but he's not going to be cruel about it. This is something I think is better done to Heat, and Heat probably agrees. Let him writhe and wriggle, begging for the sweet release after you've brought him to the edge a few times. He'll swear and whimper and buck his hips and lie that even a ruined orgasm would be better than this terrible teasing.

But gods the sweet sounds he makes when he finally cums. That slight whine in his panting breaths as he realizes you're not going to stop this time and the sheer mess he makes. 💖 He'll gladly return the favor, but of the Big Four on the crew, Heat's gonna torment you the least.

Eustass Kid:

Collaring - Oh god you don’t even know - I feel like the number of people Kid has, or will, collar can be counted on one hand. If you head canon the crew as being poly that number might be a tiny bit higher, but it may also be a solid count of three >.>

Ahem, but yes. Collaring is a BIG DEAL to Kid. I head canon him and Killer learned sex ed from the local brothel. The girls, and guys, of the establishment taught these kids everything they wish all their clients knew, and top among that is the trust that comes with submission.

I think Kid sees something like you kneeling in front of him to be collared an event that carries more weight than marriage. (You might even have to legitimately inform him that you want to get married xD cause he won't think of it if you're already body this way.)

Cosplay - Sure - Kid has nothing against cosplay, but it's not really any more or less to him than latex, leather, lace, etc. Yes, you look great, fuck yeah it's HOT, hell yeah get into that thing you love, he thinks it's sexy as fuck. He'll role-play well once he knows the parameters too, he's here for that kind of stuff.

But you better let this man know your cosplay outfit is expensive, or that it took months to make, because otherwise it's just fancy lingerie to him, and he really like shredding whatever wrapping you're in.

Edging - Oh god you don’t even know - You will be cursing Kid's name into the heavens by the time he lets you cum. You'll be plastered in sweat and tears, clawing at your skin - or his if you can reach it - babbling swears and whimpered pleas.

And once he does let you cum, he's not going to stop. Edging right into forced orgasms, right into over-stimulation (though to be fair the edging was probably over-stim on its own). You'll be begging for mercy of a different kind and you can be sure this bastard's going to say something about how much you were begging to cum just a little bit ago.

Certainly you can give him one more?

How May I Kink Your Head Canon?

[badbatchsprincess]

Heated ~ pt.18

Pt.1 ~ Pt.2 ~ Pt.3 ~ Pt.4 ~ Pt.5 ~ Pt.6 ~ Pt.7 ~ Pt.8 ~ Pt.9 ~ Pt.10 ~Pt.11 ~ Pt.12 ~ Pt.13 ~ Pt.14 ~ Pt.15 ~ Pt.16 ~ Pt.17 ~ Pt.18 ~ Pt.19 ~ Pt.20 ~ Pt.21 ~ Pt.22 ~ Pt.23 ~ Pt.24 ~ Pt.25

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Summary: This is an ABO Bad batch!Poly x Omega Reader smut with a plot. This takes place as an AU before order 66. Y/N previously served under the 501st before being transferred to Special Forces 99. This is her adventure with these rowdy Alphas in a quickly changing universe.

THIS IS AN ABO AU ABOUT THE BAD BATCH (NO CANON OMEGA!) Due to the unfortunate situation of her name being Omega… Omega the child from the canon series is not going to be apart of this fanfic/porn with a plot. I feel obligated to put this warning in because it makes my skin crawl thinking anyone could make that mistake. 

Warnings: Violence, gore, kidnapping, Tarkin is a creepy hoe, Crosshair being a dick, Dom!Crosshair, smut, orgasm denial, spanking, mate bonds, Pip is influenced by Crosshair’s presence

DADDYYYYY'SSSS HOOOOMMMEEEE!

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“I can’t believe she’s alive, sir.” You heard a woman’s voice echo in your mind. Her sound was unfamiliar to you. 

The second thing you noticed was the mechanical whirl of the cold floor below you, everything was cold. Except for the warm softness under your throbbing head. Staying entirely still, you waited for your body to catch up with your hearing. You recalled your trauma training, wiggling each toe inside your boot, then moving up each joint and muscle throughout your legs before testing the response in your other extremities. It helped get your mind grounded in your body again as you lay on the cold ship floor.

Based off the smells, you knew you were no longer with your pack. This was new territory which only means one thing….

You’re in imperial custody. 

You heard Crosshair’s familiar silvery voice mumble something back to the woman but decided you were going to try and figure out your situation first, listening before acting. He was close by you deduced, probably standing guard over your pallet on the floor. You were also aware that you had very limited time before you’d get to wherever they were taking you. 

Listening a little closer, you heard plastoid armor shuffling all around you, there must be soldiers in the jumpseats lining his transport vessel. You heard the whirl of the ship knowing the engines were located on the under belly making it a newer model. Tech told you about their engineering. Usually the engine cores are located on the back of vessels, but new military class ships with loading ramps build the engines into the floor. 

“What happened to her?” The woman asked again probably referencing the cut to your head and whatever sorry state you were currently found in. 

“She got injured from that helmet they had on her.” Crosshair said shuffling his boots, he was standing right above your head. 

You felt the air shift around you and sensed someone was coming near you, “She looks…stronger… than most omegas.” She said skeptically. You could feel the woman kneeling behind you as he observed your form. 

“She wasn’t like that the last time I saw her, but she has been running with mercenaries.” Crosshair put a toothpick back into his mouth. 

“That doesn’t seem normal for her kind.” You felt her lightly brush a curious finger tip over your collarbone but Crosshair’s snarl stopped her. 

That was when you decided to act. 

Crosshair’s second in command let out a startled gasp when you suddenly flew up off the pallet wrapping your legs around her neck in a vice grip making her claw at your legs as you squeezed the life from the soldier. 

“Kriff.” Crosshair shot up off the wall but you got up quickly knowing you’d have to keep your distance from him. The second in command rolled her side, heaving, trying to get oxygen back into her lungs. 

You sprung into action, taking the other storm troopers by surprise. You reached into your back belt where Hunter had put his blade and you gripped the handle firmly bringing it to your front. The first trooper that tried to grab you got his forearm slashed deeply making him scream and retreat. You then brought the knife down harshly into his neck kicking him away from you to bleed out. 

“Get her under control!” Crosshair barked out nearing you. 

You grabbed another trooper kicking him in the chest sending him backwards into Crosshair while you turned on the others using your blade to cut and slash your way through the mob. 

“What the fuck!” One of the soldiers exclaimed as you expertly kicked out his knees and brought him to the ground using the knife and your vast knowledge of the human body to end his life in an instant. 

“Omega!” Crosshair yelled but you ignored him. The severed bond seemed to have also prevented his alpha command from working. You were free from his influence.

Crosshair suddenly realized his one fatal mistake… you had been trained… by Echo. 

He watched you cut down his men like they were nothing more than canon fodder. It was shocking. More of his men came flooding into the blood bath hearing the commotion. 

You snarled at them flipping yourself through the air using your boots and beskar armor to bash them down into the durasteel floor with a harshness you were unaware you carried. When you reached down to grab a discarded blaster, Crosshair’s second raised her blaster aiming at you. 

“Do. Not. Kill. Her!” Crosshair pushed her weapon to the side watching the plasma bolt burrow into the side of the ship. You watched her miss, and you turned on them, aiming your own gun and pulling the trigger. They both dodged out of the way in time, but you unleashed your training on the other unsuspecting troopers. 

“I’ve never seen an omega do that!” You heard his second yell over the bangs. 

“She’s no average omega.” Crosshair pressed himself into the crate keeping himself out of your range, “Set it to stun.”

He peeked his head out from behind the crate to find you heaving, covered in crimson blood, taking a trooper down into a flurry on the ground. Hunter’s blade had gotten knocked from your hands in the fight but that didn’t stop you. 

If Crosshair wasn’t so set on his mission to detain you, he would have stopped to admire your work. He guessed all those months with his brothers, you had changed. No longer were you the meek little republic medic, but you had turned into a warrior. 

“She’s going to kill the whole company if we wait any longer.” His second, Wren looked anxious. She was the best solder coming out of the imperial military academy. She was specifically selected for this very delicate mission which seemed to go in a direction neither of them had anticipated. 

“We can’t hurt her,” Crosshair drilled into the two of them, “Nothing can hurt her!” 

“I got that, but she’s fucking feral!” Wren scrunched back against the crate as a bloody helmet went flying by, “She’s going to tear apart the ship.” 

And just like you had with Echo, it was like you got a whisper in your ear and you knew exactly what Crosshair had planned to do. He was between you and the cockpit of the ship. Mate or not, you were getting to that damn cockpit even if you had to kill the bastard to get there. 

Just as you sensed him and the female trooper emerge from behind the crates, you spun, grabbing one of the flailing troopers by the collar, using him as a human shield for Crosshair’s stun ray. The young trooper dropped like dead weight and you watched as the woman pulled her trigger in your direction. You just stepped out of the way letting the stun ray fly right past you into a trooper behind you. 

You used your boot to kick a discarded riffle up into your hands flicking off the safety. 

Wren and Crosshair aimed for a second shot, but you beat them to it. It was like your body was moving on its own accord. Like something took over you… 

You momentarily wondered if this is what it’s like being Crosshair. If so, you felt powerful. It was like nothing you’d ever experienced before. There was such cool collectedness. Such pure concentration.

Raising the weapon up and tucking it into your arm, you unloaded onto their crates missing Crosshair by, well, a hair. You heard him curse and duck while Wren threw herself down onto the ground to duck for cover. 

“You’re going to take me back to Bracca now!” You snarled with a voice that didn’t even sound like your own. It was something silvery and wicked. 

Crosshair’s voice was breathier than usual, “Learn some new tricks huh, omega?” 

“You have no fucking idea.” You fired a few more bullets reminding him you still had the gun. 

“I can’t take you back, Pip.” He said grabbing one of his plasma reflectors. He tossed it onto the wall watching you through the reflection. 

You crept closer stepping over the gargling troopers who had fallen victim to your blade. 

“Fine.” You smiled viciously, “Then I’ll kill youm and take the ship back myself.” 

“You can’t do that mesh’la.” He sounded cocky, “You forget… you’ll die too.” 

You smiled devilishly, “That’s no longer a concern.” 

He furrowed his brow as he very slowly reached for fire puncher. Wren watched him anxiously clenching her own blaster. What the hell did you mean by that?

“Our bond has been severed, alpha.” You taunted. 

Crosshair’s stomach knotted… what did you just say? 

“Notice how your commands no longer work on me?” You kicked one of the destroyed helmets forward making Wren flinch. Never had she ever seen an omega like you. 

You chuckled, “Your brothers made sure I’d be severed from you.” Bending down, you picked up the bloody knife holding it in your free hand. It was like Crosshair’s base instincts were flooding your entire being. It was thrilling. Having a peek inside his brain was like being dowsed in chilled spring water.

“Thats not possible.” He bit out watching you raise your weapon.

“But it is sweetheart.” You noticed the curve of his second’s back bowing out from behind the crate carelessly. 

You locked onto your target hoping to roust her out of her hiding spot to get a clean shot. 

Crosshair had to time his shot perfectly, or it would just be you and him. And while he was confident he could take you in hand to hand, you may not let it get to that point if you keep acting like a fucking ARC trooper. Fucking Echo maker kark it. 

He watched you tighten your grip and peer down the scope, “What? Nothing to say?” 

He remained silent, focusing on aiming his own shot perfectly through the reflector. Right as he sensed you squeeze the trigger, he quickly pulled his own. He heard both you and Wren shriek, as your bullet graze Wren’s back, while his bullet knocked the gun from your hands. He stood up in an instant ready to stun you when you threw Hunter’s knife with all your force, watching it soar through the air rotating at the speed of light. Crosshair just barely stepped out of the way to made his shot while the tip of the blade sliced through the side of his skull just missing his ear.

He watched you collapse into the puddle of blood with a thump as he pressed his palm to the side of his head feeling the blood pour.

He did it. 

He made the shot. 

Wren whined in pain and he set down his riffle to check on his second. He flipped her over seeing the angry red canyon you’d carved through her back all the way to her opposite rib. That was definitely going to leave a scar. The alpha screamed in agony as Crosshair maneuvered her to keep her off her back. 

Then he ran over to you. Your stunned body lay amongst your victims. He almost couldn’t believe the brutality in which you killed them. It was like you had been trained your entire life in combat. There was no way Echo could have conditioned you that quickly. He was stunned. He looked around at the ship seeing all the blood splatters and stray bullets. It looked like a butcher was in here. He just couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Has the target been detained?” The pilots asked from the cockpit.

Crosshair radioed back, “Yeah, but let command know we’re going to need a clean up team.” 

He stared down at your limp figure, you were covered head to toe in his men’s blood. He shook his head still shocked you had caused so much violence, Wren’s pained cries echos off the durasteel walls drawing his attention away from the slaughter. 

~~~

Crosshair had taken extra precaution and used a pair of binders to keep your wrists detained as he slung your body over his shoulder. You dangled limply as the landing ramp opened up to the comfortable warm Nabooan air. 

On the tarmac, a team of hazmat troopers arrived to carry away the deceased, and a squad of medics came to help Wren while the remaining two pilots exited the ship with Crosshair. He didn’t miss the way the entire garrison stared in absolute abject horror at the tiny bloody omega on his shoulder. 

He heard their murmurs and knew that they were discussing his infamous mate. 

You had become quite the conversation after Tarkin made it his upmost top priority to track you down and retrieve you with no expense spared. 

Crosshair had also torn apart the base when he first felt the bond sever. He knew his outburst had reached every corner of the imperial base with gossip. Of course everyone was beginning wondering who this important omega was, and why she was so important to Tarkin’s favorite soldier and the empire itself. 

Crosshair heard the whispers and the gasps at seeing you and the damage you had caused on the way over here. 

“Is that her?” 

“An omega did that?” 

“Is that her blood?” 

“Did he do that to her?”

The hushed comments continued as Crosshair crossed the landing pad carrying you inside. Tarkin was alerted immediately that you had been found and brought back to Naboo upon entry to Nabooan airspace. 

“Is this her?” Tarkin asked approaching the sniper curiously. 

“Yes.” Crosshair replied coldly. 

“What happened?” Tarkin observed the dripping blood on his pristine floors from your bound finger tips. 

“She killed the entire squadron.” Crosshair adjusted his grip on you. 

“Alone?” The admiral questioned. His skepticism was evident. 

“Yes.” Crosshair said plainly, “It appears my batch mates have been training her in close quarter combat.” 

“How many of your men?” 

“All of them. She nearly had the captain too.” Crosshair watched Tarkin circle the two of you looking very pleased, “She killed the medic that treated her on Bracca, but he insisted I get her to a bacta tank. She fell nearly two stories during an explosion.”

The admiral hummed in displeasure. He gestured for another medic who came running over to them, “Get a medical team prepared to treat her. She must make a full recovery.” Tarkin ordered. 

Crosshair watched the medic leave and return with a stretcher which Crosshair carefully set your body down on. The sniper and the admiral keeping a close pace behind the medic as he pushed you towards the medical wing. 

“Has she always been vicious?” Tarkin questioned bending down to get a look at your face. 

Crosshair noticed a small audience gathering in the halls trying to get a peak at his mate, “I’ve heard stories of her past, but I haven’t witnessed it myself until today.” Crosshair said, “Her violence had been instinctual… protecting pups.” 

“Very good.” Tarkin approved, “I want you to take good care of her. She’s a remarkable specimen. She must remain in optimal health.” 

“Sir?” Crosshair questioned. 

Tarkin gave him a tight lipped smile, “I want you to retire being a soldier and be her… Alpha. You may keep her, as I am sure you desire that now that you know she is in fact alive” 

“Just so I’m clear, you don’t wish for me to serve the empire any longer?” Crosshair was confused. Tarkin didn’t want him to be a sniper anymore?

Tarkin gestured for Crosshair to enter into the medical lab before him. 

“You will continue to serve the empire but you have a new purpose.” Tarkin explained as the two of them trailed towards the new residential sector. “Your mate is a very rare variant lupine. She is not to leave this facility as she is integral to our new project. She’s a very unique specimen indeed.” 

“Rare variant?” He questioned, watching the beta scientists carefully lift your limp body up into the bacta tank. They removed the binders and started peeling off your boots and outer layers before beginning the sequence to drop you in. 

Tarkin watched the process as well, “Her kind is not bound by monogamy like the rest of us. I was skeptical at first, I don’t believe she knows what she is either. Most of her kind have been hunted into extinction.” 

“May I ask what you need her for?” Crosshair felt a tinge of anxiety simmer in his stomach. His alpha instincts weren’t liking this. He just got you back, he wasn’t letting anyone take you from him. Not now.

Tarkin explained, “We are looking for the most effective way to replenish our military. Sure, mandatory conscription is convenient, but it has been made very obvious to us that the clones were and are superior soldiers. We wish to bring forward another generation of warriors made from clone DNA and…” He gestured to your limp body. Crosshair tensed and bit back a snarl.

Tarkin continued, “However, we understand that the omega picks her mates, as she has with you and other clones we discovered through some… interrogations.” 

Crosshair knew he was referring to Captain Howzer. His fists tightened slightly. The jealousy he tried so hard to repress was rearing its ugly head. 

“She has a natural disposition for attraction to clones, she’s extremely intelligent, and as we have now learned, she has a calling to violence. She’s the perfect candidate for our program, and due to her very rare genetic variation she isn’t bound to monogamy, which means more pups… my head scientists believes that she will be a remarkable specimen for a new cloning program.” Tarkin clasped his hands behind his back. 

Crosshair forced himself to take a silent breath. 

Tarkin wishes to clone you? 

He watched the blood caked to your skin dissolve in the bacta solution as you floated peacefully.  

Crosshair looked sideways at the Admiral, “You wish to clone her, then breed her clones with other clones?” Crosshair was trying to follow along. The empire wanted to create an entire generation of clone offspring… using you…

“Precisely.” Tarkin nodded curtly. 

Crosshair turned and looked to the admiral waiting for the catch. 

Tarkin just smiled and looked up at his favorite sniper, “Keep her happy and healthy, those are yournew orders.” 

Crosshair nodded. This has to be the strangest set of orders he’s ever received. He watched Tarkin spin on his heel and head for the door.

The Admiral was about to leave the medical bay before he angled his head looking over his shoulder back to Crosshair, “and I expect you to complete the mate bond, and pup her, as soon as possible.” Tarkin paused waiting for Crosshair’s response. 

Crosshair just nodded, trying to make himself speak “Yes, sir.” 

Tarkin gave a satisfied huff as he marched out of the facility. Crosshair just stared blankly at the empty walk-way trying to even begin to understand all the information he just received. 

This just got a lot more complicated. 

~~~

The sharp taste of bacta coated your mouth making you smack your lips together trying to clear it. Your mouth was unbearably dry and when you tried to open your eyes, you felt like they had been welded shut. You groaned rubbing at them trying to will your eye lids to obey but they were heavy.

When you were able to finally crack them open, you blinked a few times trying to adjust to the lights. You then realized you were perched on a squishy bed under a thick duvet cover. Never in your life had you ever felt such soft sheets. You ran your hand over the white cottons before forcing yourself to sit up. 

The disorientation came to a screeching halt when you noticed the looming dark figure in the corner of the room. 

There lay Crosshair, still as a statue, seemingly asleep upright in a lounge chair. 

You sucked in a breath going entirely still. You were suddenly afraid your movements would wake him. 

You couldn’t remember much, but all you knew was that you needed to get the hell out of here… where ever here is…

Slowly, you shimmied your legs out from under the duvet before hopping down onto the plushest carpet you’d ever felt. You realized you were in nothing but a silk slip as your bare legs were now exposed to the comfortable air. Nothing about this was making any sense, what the hell is this place?

You crept forwards keeping your feet light and a concentrated eye on Crosshair’s form. He hadn’t moved one bit as you crossed the massive bedroom. 

Just as you were about to open the door…

“Omega.” His voice made you freeze in place. 

He still hadn’t moved, nor opened his eyes. You could hear your heart beating in your ears feeling like a little prey animal under his predatory aura. 

“Go back to bed.” He said lowly. 

You remained frozen trying to weigh your options. Run and pray, or comply and wait. Neither were good. And this was Crosshair, he was abnormally agile like his brothers. He’d snatch you up like a nexu. 

When he realized you weren’t going to listen, he opened his eyes without moving a muscle. You felt yourself bite back a whimper as fear suddenly started to ebb its way into your nervous system. 

You watched him stretch as he stood up loosing up the tight muscles from sleeping in that padded chair. 

You backed up a step determined to run if he made any sudden movements. You also realized he wasn’t in his military kit either, he was wearing a loose black t-shirt and a pair of matching joggers. His feet were bare too. You hadn’t ever really seen him like this outside of your apartment. You suddenly began to wonder if you were back on Coruscant? 

Well, this was certainly no apartment of yours… 

“You need to rest omega.” He very slowly approached you. 

You shook your head starring to feel like a disobedient child the way he was scowling at you. 

“Y/N.” He snarled, “Wanna do it the hard way? Fine.” In a flash, he lunged at you and you scurried out of the way narrowly dodging his grasp. You screamed running from him as you crossed the room. 

“Omega!” He yelled chasing after you, swiping for your ankle as you jumped across the massive king size bed and took off running on the other side of the room flinging yourself into the adjoining closet before locking the door behind you. He might be significantly taller than you, but you were speedier. 

He growled pounding on the metal trying to figure out a way to open it. You quickly dismantled the locking mechanism giving yourself some time before he came barreling in. 

Your heart was racing as you looked around trying to figure out a way out of this before he inevitably came to retrieve you. 

“Be a good girl and open this fucking door omega.” You heard him from the other side of the door. 

Looking up, you tried finding an air vent or something that could help you but you couldn’t find anything. 

Remembering what Tech always said, you got down on all fours crawling around the clothes in the closet looking for a vent on the floor. When you noticed a difference in the wall, you pushed the clothes back revealing a grated vent. 

“Yes.” You sighed crawling forwards to rip it from the wall. But to your dismay, it seems someone had already thought two steps ahead of you. The vent just led to a smaller one that no human could crawl through. 

You heard the door panel whoosh open and spun around to see Crosshair marching towards you. 

You stood up, ripping the clothes from the rail and started throwing them at him. He just batted them away unbothered by your attempt to stop him. 

“Alpha please!” You whined backing up into the clothes clearly frightened. 

Something in him switched and he stopped in his tracks. Maybe it was the sound of your voice warbling with fright, or how small you looked in the sea of black clothes, but he came to a total stop staring at you. 

You were a lot less intimidating outside of the beskar his brothers adorned you with. You looked too small suddenly, not like the fierce warrior that took out his entire garrison with your rage just a few mere days ago. The owlish eyes that frantically searched for an out, made his skin crawl. You shouldn’t be reacting like this to him… he’s your alpha for kriff sake. 

“Please.” You whispered the beg seeming like you were searching for something in him.

He sighed, “You can’t be up running around yet. You fractured two ribs and your pelvis from the fall.” He was the one now pleading with you, “Please, go back to bed.” 

You took a deep breath trying to read him. Was this a trap? You couldn’t really tell, but you knew he wasn’t lying about your ribs. You could feel the ache with every breath. 

Slowly, you stood inching towards him. He didn’t move a muscle, instead he allowed you to pass him before he followed you out of his closet and into the main sleeping quarters. 

You saw him following you from the corner of your eye as you very tentatively crawled back up onto the bed settling back in the middle like you had beed previously. You kelt on the mattress watching him stand at the foot of the bed crossing his arms. 

He stared at you intensely making your squirm in the silence.

“How did you do it?” He asked sounding pissed. Your heart began to patter. 

You stared at him trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about. 

He narrows his eyes, “The bond.” 

You looked down at your hands fiddling with the sheets, “I was dying. You brothers took me to a planet where force sensitive wolves severed the bond to save me.” 

He remained stoic as ever. It was unsettling.

“I thought you died.” He bit out harshly, “Nearly killed me.” 

You whined quietly with guilt. 

He bit at his lip missing his toothpick, “How are you fine right now? It feels fucking empty in here!” He jabbed a finger into his chest, “it’s torture!” 

You just stared at his chest feeling your heart break for the alpha. You had thought about the kind of pain he might be feeling, those dreams kept you up at night. The others tried to convince you he’d be fine and that he probably didn’t feel much of anything, but you knew deep down it was so much worse. 

His confirmation only made you feel more guilty. You studied his face better in the day light. He was skinnier than you remembered. It had been months running around the galaxy with your pack, while you had bulked up with muscles, your alpha across from you looked like he had been dragged through bantha shit for months on end. Even his hair was longer and mused from sleep. He looked so different.

He sighed seeming exhausted. 

He reached forward to touch your ankle but you flinched drawing your limb closer to yourself. The look in his eyes nearly made you cry on the spot. He looked… horrified? Guilty? Disgusted?

“Omega.” That wasn’t the reaction he wanted from you. He also seemed guilty?

You were about to open your mouth to say something… anything… when the door to the apartments chimed open and a small army of medical droids floated inside. 

He stood upright putting himself between you and the imperial doctor walking inside. The small beta man approached with his glasses and a data pad kind-of resembling Tech. You watched him hesitate in the doorway seeing Crosshair puff out his chest and cross his arms with a raised brow waiting for an explanation. There was no chance this man was stepping one more foot inside this room without Crosshair’s explicit permission.

Clearly, entering an alpha’s bedroom with his omega in bed wasn’t the smartest decision. 

You instantly recognized the uniform which only meant one thing… you were in imperial custody. That also meant that whatever this place was, it was also imperial.

You peeked out from behind Crosshair getting the doctor’s attention he looked at you before looking back at the alpha towering over him. 

You needed to start to devise a plan to get out of here. 

 “I-I uh, I uhm need to get new scans. If t-that’s okay?” The technician stuttered as Crosshair’s aura intimidated the hell out of the poor kid. 

You realized Crosshair had made some kind of reputation within this new empire… and it clearly wasn’t one of rainbows and butterflies.

You smiled suddenly realizing you could definitely use this to your advantage…You were his omega after all. The kid noticed your grin as you suddenly settled back into the thick covers. 

He slightly narrows his eyes watching your mischievous face turn sickly sweet as you opened your mouth to speak, “Alpha?” The tone of your voice was like a soft caress to Crosshair’s ears. You suddenly looked up at him mustering the most nervous look you could. 

When he turned his attention to you, you squirmed uncomfortably making worried eyes at the medical technician. Crosshair’s protectiveness kicked into hyperdrive and he turned back to the beta, “Get out.” 

“B-but!” He tried to explain. 

“Now.” Crosshair stepped forwards making all the droids and the medical tech nervously back out of the room.

You smiled and waved at the technician making the kid sputter as he darted out of the apartment. 

“The next person to walk in here without permission will not walk out, do I make myself clear?” Crosshair growled menacingly, locking the main door behind the kid. 

When he returned you were leaning against the headboard watching him cross the massive bedroom. He gave you a knowing look, like he knew exactly the game you were playing with him. You crossed your arms over your chest pushing up your breasts watching him approach the end of the bed once again. 

“You’re far more manipulative than the last time I had seen you.” He snipped and crossed his arms to match yours. 

You eyed him, “A lot has changed.” 

“Clearly.” He retorted. 

You steeled yourself, “You tried to kill me.” 

He stilled, taking a quick calming breath, “You defied direct orders.” 

“I am your mate Crosshair!” You snarled leaning forwards on the bed unable to keep your voice from raising. 

“Are you?” He narrowed his eyes. 

You took a breath trying to calm the anger raging inside. 

Maybe he didn’t view you as a mate anymore, not after the bond was severed. That thought hadn’t crossed your mind until now.

“Why am I here?” You lifted your chin trying to mimic his coolness. 

“You are, or were, my mate. I serve the empire. You are to remain here with me, as it should be.” He replied coldly. 

“And if we no longer have a bond?” You raised a brow. 

He blinked slowly, “You are to remain here under imperial custody.” 

“What do they want with me? They wouldn’t allow one soldier to send an entire garrison for one measly omega, now would they?” 

“You’re not just some measly omega now are you.” He pointed a finger at you, “You have some explaining to do, cyra’ika.” 

“I don’t have to explain anything.” You growled. 

He scoffed changing the subject, “Where are they?” 

You just stared at him. There’s no way you’d sell out his brothers to the empire. 

“Do they know?” He raised a brow, he was referring to your special designation, “I’d presume so, you begged them to fuck you all the same.” 

You felt your cheeks redden. 

“I bet they kept fucking you too, huh sweetheart?” He leaned forwards placing one hand menacingly on the bed started to crawl closer, “Once they thought I was gone and out of the picture, they had you all to themselves.” The jealousy in his tone was evident. You knew he never liked to share. 

“Did you know? All this time?” He was hovering over your covered legs making your heart race. The last time he looked at you like that, you had your nose pressed to his belly as you had taken him greedily down your throat. 

You felt a sudden rush of heat flow through you at the memory. 

“Know what?” You whispered. 

He smirked, “What you are?” 

“What am I, Crosshair?” You laid back on your back as he hovered over you keeping you pinned to the mattress beneath him. 

He watched you swallow and noticed the unmarred glad still in tact. He smiled wolfishly down at you. He knew what you were, after Tarkin was explained, all the pieces fit together perfectly. However, he couldn’t help but indulge his jealousy, “You’re mine.” 

He reached forwards gently making contact with your gland with his bare hand. Like a taught rubber band, you felt something snap violently into place making the two of you gasp violently and writhe on the mattress as an unbearable current zapped through your entire system like a lightening strike. 

“Kriff!” He grunted trying to keep himself up and not crush you as he gripped at his sternum. 

You wheezed pushing up at him suddenly feeling claustrophobic. You needed to get away. 

Forcing yourself up from under the covers, you weakly crawled to the side of the bed wobbling on your feet suddenly overcome with the sensation of Crosshair everywhere. 

His scent, his energy, his emotions… it was suffocating. You felt like there were two people inside you as you let out a cry feeling it all come to a freezing halt. 

You clutched the wall trying to catch your breath. You spun around to face him as he hunched over the mattress. He looked at you wildly. 

“The bond.” You breathed. It was intact. 

Then came the burning desire. 

You were suddenly possessed with the need to mate with your alpha.

You crossed the room practically jumping up into the bed crawling to him as he pulled you closer. You sighed feeling his skin against yours once again and you realized just now much you missed his touch. 

You wiggled underneath him yanking at his shirt, pulling it over his head revealing his chest and a spattering of new scars you didn’t recognize. You also didn’t care. All you wanted was him inside you. 

Like he could hear your thoughts, he smirked, nipping at your neck sending your nerves into overdrive. You were flustered everywhere and it was sending aching tingles down into the base of your belly. 

You used your feet to push the waist band of his joggers down revealing the lack of boxers. You smiled and reached greedily for his cock starting to pump him rhythmically. He thrust into your hand as his breathing deepened clearly desperate for your touch. 

“Omega.” He sighed almost silently. 

He pawed at your silk covered tits before frustratingly tearing the straps to get access to you. 

He kissed south, ignoring your squirming as he left your warm palm to lick and suck at your hardening nipples. 

You cried out as he latched on with his warm mouth making you start to drip between your thighs. 

“I’m still mad at you.” You whined pushing your chest up into his mouth. 

“I know.” He tore the slip dress even further until it was fully off your body. His free hand slithered down between your thighs. You parted them eagerly as his fingers traced tight circles around your clit. You mewled grinding your hips into his hand as he worked you open. 

You growled frustratedly wanting more, “Just fuck me Crosshair!”

He withdrew his hand and sat back on his heels before gripping your hips and flipping you over. He brought down a harsh slap against your ass making you scream. 

“So, fucking bossy these days.” He teased rubbing the reddening area, “My vod let you get away with that, huh?”

You pushed your ass up into him ignoring his comments. 

“Who died and made you empress?” He laughed sardonically. 

You huffed as he brought down another harsh slap. You inched up the mattress crying out at the sting. You felt him nudge up behind you, pressing his thighs into yours, then you felt the tip of his cock brush against your dripping cunt teasing you with his warmth. 

“Are you going to behave? Or are you going to be a little brat?” He spat at you pinching your welting ass making you squeal. 

You snarled and whipped your head around to see his evil smirk as he trust forward in one fell swoop wiping that nasty look off your face in an instant. 

You felt like the air was punched from your lungs as he filled you to the absolute brim. The stretch hurt, making you squirm, but Crosshair was merciless. He gripped your hips in a bruisingly tight hold as he pulled you back against his thrusts. You couldn’t recover from his brutal thrusts, all you could do was go limp and take what he was giving you. 

“Give up so soon?” He mocked. 

You could only relax, feeling yourself adjust to his presence while he abused your dripping pussy. 

Your moans reverberated off the walls as his powerful thrusts rocked the king size bed against the wall. You clawed at the mattress trying to find purchase and push back against his onslaught. He chucked at your weak attempt as he leaned forwards to grasp the back of your neck in his hand, pressing you to the mattress keeping you pinned beneath him. 

This felt so wrong but so damn good. Ugh. You mewled as he hit that perfect spot inside you, and suddenly the room was filled with the sound of your squelching cunt and his thighs smacking against yours. You couldn’t believe this was happening right now. It almost felt like a fever dream. 

You reached your hand down between your thighs wanting to cum so badly but Crosshair knocked your hand out of the way to replace it with his own. 

He rubbed soft circles edging you as he continued to thrust. You cried out feeling your climax approach and you squirmed around in his grasp trying to throw yourself over the edge. 

You felt your end coming when Crosshair fully stilled inside you. 

You let out a defeated whine feeling your climax slip further and further away. 

“No!” You cried trying to push his hand out of the way and finish yourself off yourself, but he wouldn’t budge. 

He leaned forwards pressing his mouth to your ear, “Where are they?” 

Your body thrummed with arousal and anxiety… so this was how he was going to torture the information out of you. 

He was seriously going to deny your orgasm until you cracked?

You whined pinching your eyes closed. 

You heard him chuckle as he straightened back up continuing to thrust with a slower pace keeping you just idling on the edge. 

You cried out desperately trying to push yourself back on him but he held you still. 

“You don’t get to cum until you tell me adi’ka.” He smirked. 

“Why?” You sobbed into the mattress. 

He continued to stroke you just right making you shake. Your orgasm was starting to ebb into your field again and he seemed to sense it through the bond bringing himself to stop. You let out a deflated grunt as your joints shook with the need for release. 

“Please Crosshair!” You begged. 

He remained stoically still. 

You felt tears pooling in your eyes, “Please let me cum alpha! Please!” You were on the brink of insanity. 

“You know the rules sweetheart.” He reminded petting the raised welt of his hand on your ass, “Tell me what I want to know, and I’ll give you as many orgasms as you can take.” He lightly toyed with your clit making you shudder.

You sniffled gripping into the covers. 

“I can feel you resisting.” He sounded curious, “I can feel it in the bond. Poor thing, you want to cum so badly don’t you little one?

You huffed trying to gather yourself. 

“I know you’re a stubborn one.” He smiled nipping at your shoulder, “Good thing I’m stubborn too.” 

You were karked. You were karked because you knew he wasn’t going to like your answer regardless. 

“Please.” You whispered rubbing your face into the bed. 

“Tell me little one, and I’ll make you cum.” He promised. 

“You won’t like my answer.” You whined clenching around his hardness. He rewarded you with a little slow thrust trying to egg you on. 

You sighed, “I don’t know where they are.” 

He hummed speeding up his thrusts slightly giving you a small taste of relief. 

“You know them alpha, they’re never anywhere too long.” You cried feeling him start to rub your under stimulated clit, “T-They were taking mercenary jobs for money. We were never anywhere longer than a day or two at most!” 

“Why were you on Bracca?” He started to rub faster making you moan. 

You stuttered, “T-the chips.” You sighed as he picked up this thrusts, “Wrecker’s chip was hurting him and I took them all out.” 

“That doesn’t answer my question.” He slowed and you whined.

“I needed real surgical equipment. The old republic ships all had them!” You admitted. You were careful to leave Rex out of this. There was no reason for the empire to know he was alive and rescuing clone prisoners. 

“Good girl.” He praised bringing his pace back up to the brutal pace you craved, “Now, was that so hard?” He couldn’t help but tease you. 

You just groaned finally feeling your climax approach as he rewarded you for your confession. His skilled fingers brought you to the edge and swiftly threw you over and you came with a deafening scream. It was so powerful your entire body shuddered and convulsed as his thrusts got a little sloppy too before he came with a grunt. 

He continued thrusting through his orgasm until he couldn’t take the stimulation anymore and pulled out watching as your cunt fluttered and his spend oozed out of you in creamy droplets. He watched mesmerized as you collapsed onto the bed totally worn out. The edging had been rough on you, and he realized he probably should have been a little softer on you since you were supposed to be in recovery. 

He tried his best to catch his breath as he slid off the bed to hunt down a wash cloth. He came back to clean you up and then himself before he disappeared into the bathroom again. You curled up on your side pulling the sheets over you trying to still come down from your high. Your brain was laden with pleasure as you felt yourself drift off into peaceful sleep. 

You sighed, escaping Crosshair and this place would have to come later. 

These next few chapters are going to be fucked ngl, dirty Crosshair smut to come, and angstttttt

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ALSO IF ANYONE WANTS TO BE ADDED TO THE TAG LIST PLEASE COMMENT BELOW, I KEEP LOOSING YALL IN MY ACTIVITY BAR LOL MY BAD

[nami-moittli]

Sorry for not posting for the rarepair event for the past few days, I just didn’t have the motivation to get my tablet out and post, so whoops? Special feature for days 5-7

Still here/comfort zone (it fits for both tbh) - Kalim/Ruggie ( @rarepair-twst )

Yuri also because I wanted them to be. Something something parallels in being betrayed by someone you thought you could trust by that person using their UM against you (Ruggie’s arm nearly being sanded off and Kalim getting mind controlled)

Yeah. No. Just, them.

Kalirug my loves <3

College swap AU - Che’nya/Rollo

Okay, okay, guys. Awhile back a friend of mine who had not yet played twst kept seeing all of the text post memes I make for these guys. We thought it’d be funny if my friend made like, a tierlist/slideshow thingie about what they thought of the twst characters just based off my memes. At the time, there was only one meme for each of them, and it featured both of them together. What my friend said about them was “bad romance starts playing” and honestly my eyes had never been opened wider before lol. Anyways all of this is to say, I think they’re silly :)

Onto the actual art though, since it was a College swap, I thought it would make sense to add on some new inspirations for them, so Che’nya is now twisted from both the Cheshire Cat and Clopin from The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Meanwhile Rollo’s Count Frollo inspiration gets lost in translation with the addition of being twisted from the Caterpillar now! I imagine he has like a pouch for his hookah. Admittedly I did not look up what a hookah was when I drew this, so now that I know I’m not sure how well it’d work, but it’s whatever.

I also changed their names a bit. Okay, well, Che’nya’s still Che’nya, but his full name probably changed he just has the same nickname (I didn’t feel like coming up with something new), but Rollo gets a new last name! Which is literally just “caterpillar” in French lol

Sillies <3

And finally,

Mirror - Wait, is this Leah/KoD and Lilia/Meleanor? Meleanor/Leah and KoD/Lilia? All four of them together in one big poly ship? Yes

I was originally going to do a Meleah idol AU thing, but I ran out of time and motivation, so… I decided to do this instead! It was original going to be like, a bonus thing, but as I started to give up on the Meleah thing I just decided to finish this up instead. Sorry Meleah fans

I did get half of that done though, so here!

The idea is that both of them are their own Idols, and Leah’s secretly a huge fan of Mel, but Mel only sees Leah as a sort of rival on the field. Hooray yuri

[sundewhasaudhd]

School doodles :}}}

Yellowfirewatch doodle because they’re silly :} (rip Daniel he’s covered by my Spanish vocab😔😔😔 [he’s on the left of Hannah btw])

Webby doodle I drew while The Web I Spin for You was stuck in my head

Blinky doodle from an RP, aka “No! I worked hard on that sitting chart!!!”

My favorite Hatchetverse poly ships: Yellowfirewatch, whatever Nibbly, Linda, and Gerald’s ship name is, and Hollowebbean

The start of an Ethan doodle from the same RP

Barneston doodle I drew at like 4 in the morning

And then a Yellowfirewatch doodle a made right after

The reference poses I used for the last two doodles

Baneston: A2

Yellowfirewatch: 2D

IF YOU LIKE MY ART, PLEASE REBLOG :3

[theywhoshantbenamed]

hi what do you think of pennsylvania x massachusetts x virginia? <3

Gee Penn how did you pull two bad bitches??

I used to get the three of them confused in my head a lot so I would accidentally ship all of them with each other but now I do it on purpose >:)

They get shipped together because I genuinely can’t decide which two of the three I like best. Actual SS tier poly ship. Mass and Ginny drive each other crazy, Penn does whatever Massivehugetits says, and Virginia has been dealing with their shit too long to trust anyone else to do so

They like to think they’re so mature, that they’re the moms and dad of the states(namely OG13) but if left alone the only thing they’re doing is making out. Ginny at least has all his reports done, PA just does it to be done, and Mass hasn’t done paperwork since his latest retirement.

The trio you simply should not and do not want to fuck with. PA gets into fights and Mass uses them as opportunities to practice his skill as a lawyer(manipulating). All that only for Virginia to play nice with a fake smile, tucking money into your pocket, and make you forget all about the altercation

One of my faves, 10/10

[shenyuankinnie]

Okay....what I'm asking is a request or rather a question to every fandom out there (the ones I know sorry).

What is the most delusional ship that you ship? It can be any like for instance: straight,mlm, flf,poly etc.

Rules before u comment (because I think it's necessary on any social platform):

1. Must be legal_-[I won't tolerate pedophilia, must I have a reason for that?]

2. No incest_-[ I will look up every character mentioned that I don't know, and if I find them related... I can and will delete your comment and yes this means no parent-child incest, brother-sister and whatever counts in the incest category.]

3. Be respectful to other comments_-[No fighting in the comments with the others. Please remember that you have a different way of perceiving things than the other people and every human is entitled to their own opinions and morals.]

4. And lastly....oh yeah please mention the exact name of the character_-[not their syllables since it will be VERY hard for me to know which ship is from what fandom and I'll probably get the wrong ship or worse the wrong idea]

[ghostgothgeek]

Danny Phantom Shiptember 2023

It's that time of year again!

Shiptember will be taking place from September 24th - September 30th.

Topics/prompts listed above. You can choose one prompt or all 3 prompts for the day listed. Your submission can be writing/art/whatever you'd like!

Saturday September 30th is also a FREE DAY - you can choose from the topics listed for the day, do any of the previous prompts, or make up your own! Go wild!

You can choose any ship you want!

For any poly ships, you can use these dynamics: Grumpy x Sunshine x Chaos, Flirty x Flustered x Indifferent, Protective x Reckless x Mom Friend, Idiot in Denial x Idiot in Denial x Waiting for Idiots to Realize, Oblivious x Obvious Flirt x Pining, Dumbass x The Only Brain Cell x Encouraging the Dumbass, Cocky Bastard Bad x Cinnamon Roll Good x True Chaotic Neutral.

Please keep things appropriate i.e. no minor/adult ships or incest, please tag any NSFW content, use trigger warnings for triggering topics, etc. Be respectful of other people!

Here is a list of phandom ship names if you need ideas or a guide through the wild and nonsensical ship names we have.

Here is the AO3 collection!

Please use the tag #DP Shiptember 2023 for organizational purposes!

[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: Calendar listing prompts for each day of the week for Danny Phantom Shiptember 2023 as follows:

9/24: Grumpy x Sunshine; Catching Feelings...Again; "Quick, kiss me!" 9/25: Flirty x Flustered; Accidental; "You're staring again." 9/26: Protective x Reckless; Cliche; "Wait...Is this a date?" 9/27: Idiot in Denial x Idiot in Denial; Intimate; "Are you flirting with me right now?" 9/28: Oblivious x Obvious/Pining; Fight; "Just play along." 9/29: Dumbass x The Only Brain Cell; Oh shit I'm in love with them; "Because I love you, okay?" 9/30: Cocky Bastard Bad x Cinnamon Roll Good; Sharing; "It's always been you."; ALSO FREE DAY]

[titsthedamnseason]

cobalt empire couples ranking by most anticipated???

also do you read any ce fics on ao3?

hmmmm interesting and super hard to say. weirdly eliot or beckett are maybe my most anticipated.

i LOVE eliot’s trope and this is the first TRUE forbidden love story we will see from kbr (they have sort of claimed to have done it in the past but i think this is the most authentically polarized couple they have done. like yes raisy and marrow were sort of forbidden and so were all the bodyguards technically but eliot and winnifred are straight up ENEMIES their families will be RAGING and the DRAMA i will be living for it)

and beckett i’m really excited for because i love him but we dont get to see that much of him in other books. he is super private and busy and of course we should have seen him way more in sulli’s books but i’ve already ranted enough about that for a lifetime. i also love his initial set up with BOTH jo and leo and am happy kbr are writing another poly romance. i simply wasn’t invested in kitsuletti but i ship beckettjoleo (i know they have a better ship name that im simply too tired to remember rn) way more off the bat and since i liked sulli’s books more on the reread im hopeful im going to have a better reading experience this time. poly rep is super important but also way oversexualized so im super curious to see how they handle it and how ill like it this time around

next is probably ben. you may know but i used to be a harriet HATER until my recent reread of luna’s books and then i realized im just a miserable human and i gave her a makeover in my head bc kbr gave her a fugly style and now i recognize the queen that she is. super excited to see ben’s dynamics with his family firsthand and see how him bringing a girlfriend into the fold will go down

begrudgingly i will put charlie next. we all know i have a love hate relationship with this man but i can’t deny that makes me want to read his book so maybe i finally decide one way or the other. or maybe im just meant to have complicated feelings about this character forever idk. but i also know ill enjoy reading charlie and beckett’s twin bond, his dynamic with his parents, his relationship with ben, and whatever drama him and roxanne will cause with beckett (this plot line is a little confusing to me tbh but i want to see how it unfolds. like high key why does beckett even care i feel like the protectiveness they are setting up is baseless and will fizzle out quickly but im curious regardless)

audrey next because MY GIRL!! she shouldn’t be this low but in fairness we don’t even know WHO she will be with so there’s not much to anticipate 😭 but it does make me strongly wonder who her love interest will be and i love when hopeless romantic characters get their happily ever after bc im cheesy like that

sorry to tom i have no idea why im not invested in the threads kbr have been laying out for him but hopefully that will change. adore him as a character but his trope / storyline hasn’t hooked me so far and tbh i think phoenix is a bad name i wish the love interest was called something different LMAO

sorry that you asked for a simple ranking and i wrote a full essay we all know i can’t be normal about kbr books but i numbered my ramblings for you to make it easier to read (and of course by “read,” i do mean “skip”)

and as for the fic - nooooo i didn’t even know such a thing existed tbh. the last time i checked for addicted / like us fics years ago out of pure curiosity there were like 3 lol. truthfully i likely will never read any. i never ever read fic for a series or couple that is unreleased because it almost always ruins the reading experience for me / i have very little desire to and would much prefer to wait for the real thing. with kbr books in particular i have never felt the need to seek out fanfic because they write so much fan service already (this is usually a diss but i mean it as purely a compliment. they write SUCH entertaining scenes that you could only find in fanfic for any other fandom) and since i have their patreon that is so much bonus content i would never dream of needing more. their stuff is already perfectly written and has such high reread value that ive never felt the need to look for something extra that i felt was lacking from my reading experience

[funkyfreshman]

FIRST OF ALLL i am so sorry for ur chem midterm ik its hard but u can do it

second of all- whats ur favorite Snotlout hc?? Or if u have any aus (alternate universe connoisseur here)

One of my cute hcs might be that he sleeps with a plushie (which was shown in one rtte episode where the twins use a horn and wake up everyone)

or that he likes to cook and bake but will never admit it’s his hobby since its too feminine for men.

and one of my ship hcs is that he and Eret will have a baby girl named Kari (Idk how they had her but lets just say she’s a gift from thor for striking Snotlout down so many times😢)

anyways *Scurries out*

YIOEE YIPOEE HI

And Ty I hate chemistry so much but unfortunately my major requires it (cries in marine bio marjor) but hey in a year and a half I am gonna be studying but the ocean and actually doing hands on stuff so yippee

But back to snotlout

Ok so my personal favorite Snotlout hc both from others and myself, is that he’s a mamas boy, he adores his mom he may look like his dad if you glance at him but if you put him right by his mom he’s her mini me. He has her face.

I also enjoy a lot of my scar hcs I’m actually planning on rewatching again and just listing where he definitely and should have gotten injured and possibly scared. (There also many times I remeber that like bro…you should have died there HIW ARE YOU ALIVE) Also he should have lightning scars bro got struck like a what 5 times, GIVE HIM LIGHTNING SCARS.

Erm I really enjoy trans snotlout in all directions it could genuinely fit really well. But thats because I’m trans and I push all my problems onto him

And Aus I have… I’ve got a couple in the works

This one is so self indulgent but whatever, I started working on it but it’s of my madam Oglethorpe art and I was like “what if there plan was successful” and I don’t know that dived into what if Snotlout continued to go undercover, slowly got better at it, and made a name for Madam Oglethorpe, I don’t know it’s still a skeleton of a Au but I find it silly as hell there is two ways I want it to go and I might just end up writing both.

Another one being my archurylout au, it’s just Snotlout but he decides he’s gonna specialize in Archery as I think a bow would compliment him really well, also I’ve read a few fic about it.

Oh and I think you his counts as an au, but my rewrite of httyd with my oc Arne that I ship with Snotlout. Started as I wanted to give Snotlout a boyfriend, and he was just a guy originally then he got attacked by the narrative, this one I actually have the skeleton up until httyd 2 worked out on what I want to happen. And I have like the ribs of httyd 3 cause I know how I want it to end, but I want to change some things in httyd 3 cause it’s pisses me off how they did it. But genuinely this au is just me giving Snotlout the slowest gay slow burn to ever burn that he deserves.

I would put throw in hc area but it also could be an au, but I was think of a different love triangle in httyd 2 where fishlegs and heather get to be in love cause I love them together. But it could go two ways Snotlout and Ruffnut either are/get together and they both are obsessed with eret POLY 🎉🎉 orrrrr Snotlout and Ruffnut are BESTIES and if EITHER OF THEM get this hunk of a man it’s a win. And the whole movie is just them needing this man.

And oh my god your so right his MOM MADE HIM THAT PLUSHIE I fucking know she made I feel it in my soul

And YEUP he’s a baker and a cooker again I like to think he learned from his mama.

And UAGWHHEHDHSH that’s so cute what, maybe they adopt her from a shit situation, and they both are like we need to be the best dads ever cause they both have been in shit situations and they want to give this little girl the best damn childhood in the world cause they had shit ones.