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[kinerxy]

few werewolf + monster drawings

[katxoj]

besties fooorr evveeerrr 🤗🤗🤗

[justbuddiethings]

[castielsprostate]

okay i made one too let me know how many you got and what suddenly makes sense about me 🥰

[strawberryspuff]

Love the occasional urge to make fnaf crackships >:]

closeups below read me

[iothebest]

1x1x1x1 in basin, pls distribute!!! XD

My vro involved me in this game...I like it hehhrherhwe

[in-my-loki-feels]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you @kcscribbler and @elodiah for the tags!

A new chapter of the Avengers AU is up, so here's a tease for next week's update. It's gala time!

“Beautiful city you’ve got here,” Loki heard Mobius say through his earpiece. The man sounded annoyingly at ease, in a way he hadn’t been a moment ago in Loki's presence. “I can’t wait to see more of it tomorrow. Thought I’d pulled the short stick, getting picked for this business trip, but I guess I lucked out.” There was a pause, likely as the attendant checked Mobius’ invitation, and then a woman’s voice said, in accented English, “Maybe you’ll find a reason to come back.” Loki heard Mobius chuckle. “Maybe I will.”  Loki paused, halfway up the stairs that would take him to the door he needed, and realized Mobius was flirting. Loki was no stranger to using charm to slip into places he wasn’t meant to be, but he hadn’t thought Mobius capable of it. He gripped the scepter tighter and continued up the stairs.

Tagging (with no pressure as always): @wolfpup026 @andthekitchensinkao3 @devilbearingtrouble @loki-is-my-kink-awakening

[afamiliar-presence]

Roseverse I think. Idk I just started reading it

[moon-storm]

As yes, mumbo you scoundrel

[speedyshark95]

Me and Elle should start a podcast

[thewizardofschnoz]

Had an epiphany the other night.

[solazu1]

Harpies are one of the more rare types of mythics out there, and one of the more dangerous ones. They have incredible speed and strength but unfortunately not much control over just how much strength they exert. They're hunger driven creatures who constantly need food to compensate for the energy used to fly and just exist.

They're also a bit more complicated than other creatures. It's assumed the observed enjoyment that almost every harpy displays when it's super windy or when a windstorm happens is due to their ‘origins’ as spirits of the wind in ancient Greece, others suggest it's because it stimulates the feeling of flight and triggers their instinct to take flight.

I really really really like birds so working on Amy as a Harpy was so so fun especially making up some lore for Harpies. Btw 6’6 is like super small for a harpy but that's because she's a Merlin, which are very small birds. Anyway AAHEHEHEHE LOOK AT HERRRR I LOVE HEERRRRRRR HEHEHEHE. I see what Alex saw.

[ixzacc101]

More Paint pen art!!

I used sharpie paint pens from Walmart

[partynbullshit2007]

Any opinions on underrated characters in the game?

Damn I never get these, I hope I do this right I’m sorry if I like took this another direction

I like the underrated characters and the characters that don’t matter what so ever. I think some could use more attention and would be cool to see art of them

I’m kind of stuck on the question because if I name a few ones I like I feel like someone’s gonna say they’re not HEHEH

But I’m gonna start with a character I actually do never see and that’s Max MacTavish the prefect, which I do never see the prefects so I know they’re underrated and mentioned very little.

I like Max because he’s like a drill sergeant obviously he’s supposed to be and I love it, I think he’s cute and funny even if some of his voicelines aren’t the funniest and he always makes fun of my pants…💔 But I’ll be honest he’s the only prefect I do pay attention too, I write with him sometimes.

I’m not fully sure if he’s underrated because I personally never see him….so I am sorry if he’s not, but, I love the Jock Juri Karamazov he’s very funny and I love his accent because I didn’t expect it before until he spoke to me in game and I pointed at my screen.

I love Juri and how his accent gets thicker the further his voice lines get cause it felt like rockstar felt like there wasn’t enough Russian accent half way. His obsession with strength and girls loving him reminds me of Gaston from beauty and the beast and it makes me giggle a lot.

I FEEL LIKE I CAN’T SAY THIS BUT I RARELY SEE HIM BUT MAYBE HES AROUND MORE THAN USUAL AND IM BLIND. Lucky De Luca from the greasers.

I like how he’s just talkin’ bout how kids now and days don’t wanna fix anything or how someone doesn’t know how to do something. Luckys got drive and confidence it seems and I love him for that, he’s also really cute even if he just raises his voice sometimes 💔

I also write with him sometimes I love him

This character isn’t talked about because she’s a shop keeper but you guys gotta hear me out on the shop girl in New Con, with the short blue hair. Apparently her name is Betty but I can’t fully say they do don’t quote me on that. I really just think she’s pretty and punk🤷

I wish I had better takes and could think of more characters but it’s like 3am and I just woke up. But those are characters I personally like and think are underrated.

But thank you for the question mysterious being, I love being asked things sometimes

[killerqueenhetfield]

Muppet Man

[hearted-anon]

Perfect gift

Words: 1.4k Note: I want to write lee changbin. THEIR SMILES HELLO? T/w: No restraints, but it is intense..a bit of sad before happy Lee: Jisung Ler: Channie

Tears welled up in Jisung's eyes, his pupils widening as they focused on the sight in front of him. The cheesecake that he grasped in his hands, decorated prettily even with tiny strawberries at the side to display how sweet their leader was, almost toppled over when he saw the oldest still hyper-fixated onto his computer. Today was Chan's birthday, no surprise to the members as they decorated the cake with candles beautifully lit to make the word '52', suggested by none other than the puppy himself to get a laugh from their leader who worked tirelessly day and night for them to succeed and pull through to what they were today.

But apparently it was a surprise to the birthday man himself.

"Hyung, why are you alone?" The quokka waddled over slowly, sniffling as he grasped the birthday cake tightly in his hands, struggling to see the expression of his leader's face with his eyes completely clouded with tears. He didn't understand, the one day Bangchan gets a break from the endless and tiring loop from never ending work, bending and breaking his back over and over for his members, just to not stop the cycle and work on a come back? The one day stray kids knew the leader would be happy, was spent in a studio ensuring things were going to go smoothly, isolated into a lonely room where his thought echoed eerily instead of being out with them, it shattered his heart.

"Sung? What's wrong?" Chan's eyes widened as he saw the teary eyed ace, immediately grabbing the delicious cheesecake he eyed for a moment before cuddling the boy in his arms. He was oblivious, of course he was, submitting to the world of his musicality before anything else to realise what was happening. His heart wrenched with guilt, squeezing the quokka tightly in his arms as he desperately tried to comfort him through all the confusion that wracked his brain to pieces.

"You're working alone...on your birthday..." Jisung mumbled softly, looking up at Chan with those shiny, teary eyes that never failed to melt and break his heart in two. In mere milliseconds the leader babbled and pleaded apologies, snuggling the boy close and placing about a million chaste kisses to those full cheeks, making the quokka flush and shy away from the sudden affection that overwhelmed. That was unfair, it was the older's birthday, and here he was being spoiled after crying for his leader too, he didn't want to seem needy.

"Hyung! Stop pampering me, it's your birthday, enjoy the gifts outside and the delicious cake we have for you.." The younger squeaked out, trying to squirm his way out of the warm hug that the kangaroo was persistent on keeping him hostage in. Bangchan pouted when Jisung eventually did manage to slip away from his tight grasp, shaking his head and whining like a baby when Han tried his best to convince the leader to even try the cake.

Letting out a groan, the quokka slumps down to his knees, feeding himself a spoon of the cheesecake they worked so hard to bake. His eyes lit up, it tasted absolutely delicious, the sweet treat tempting him to try more as he stared hungrily at the cake. Chan, being the curious baby leader he was, wobbled over to the cake, staring at the candles. It took him a moment to realise what the candles spelt out, his look of curiosity quickly turning into mischievous as he snapped his head to Jisung.

"Han Jisung, want to explain why the candles spell out '52'?" Chan smiled innocently, walking over to the quokka who was quick to try and scramble away watching the leader hold his arms so outstretched towards him. Curse Seungmin, now the blame was all on him! Eventually, the younger was cornered against the wall, shaking his head and sputtering out apologies in a hurry despite having not even done anything, he just didn't want whatever the leader was planning to punish him with.

"Remember when you said you had a gift for me? I have the perfect idea of what I want." Bangchan chuckled lowly before lunging directly at Han, who screamed bloody murder as he tried to get away from the older's clutches. Alas, he wasn't strong enough, his arms eventually giving out and letting himself be dragged away to what he thought were the pits of hell itself, it really just was the couch where Chan continued to seemingly innocently cuddle the younger, who had his back pressed against the kangaroo's chest.

That was until he felt a cold breeze hit his tummy to realise it was too late to stop the inevitable. With a loud squeal he crashed back into the older's chest, feeling an unbearable tingling sensation as he felt nails clawing gently and squishing at his doughy tummy, making him screech and cackle. The quokka tried his best to push at the kangaroo's hands to no avail, it made him regret eating all the cheesecake batter from before.

"HYUHUHUHNG! WHY?! P-PLEAHAHAHA!" The younger wails out, kicking his feet in the ticklish agony which only brought him closer into Chan's chest, making him chuckle lowly.

"You're going to be my gift, since I'm 52 this year, why not we go with 52 minutes? Hm?" Bangchan coos softly right into Jisung's ear, making him squeak and shudder away at the warmth breath. His eyes cracked open in surprise at the words he just heard, 52 minutes of this?! Han prayed that his funeral would be ready once this was over as the words rang soundly in his ears.

Another squeal tore his throat when those long nails found their way to the little blob of fat he had that curled cutely when he sat, kneading, scribbling and poking around the area. Now he knew why Changbin screeched whenever the members went around the area to be a reminder of how adorable he was (hint..), it drove the poor quokka absolutely ballistic.

"GAHAHA! NOHOHO! HYUHUHUNG NAHAHAT THERE!" He squeaked and squirmed, trying his best to pry the hands that tortured his tummy endlessly that seemed to be glued to his bare skin, stamping his feet onto the couch in a desperate attempt to somewhat relieve the sensations.

"Cutie with a pudge on their tummy, just like our dear Binnie! Hm, maybe someday I'll see both of those adorable little patches of skin..." The older smirks at the way Jisung's face turned a bright red enough to be an apple, hiding it away in his hands. If he couldn't stop the invading fingers, why not make them useful? Alas, Bangchan didn't like what was happening, shoving those torturous fingers right into the younger's armpits, digging cruelly in deep circles right in the middle, causing his arms to snap right back to his sides with a shriek.

"NAHAHAH! I CAHAHAN'T! HYUHAHAHAH!" The gummy smile was now right on display for Chan to admire, making him smile with admiration as Han's eyes crinkled with the ear splitting grin, tempting Chan to imitate along with him.

"You can't possibly be tired! There’s still 47 more minutes of this…” The older feigned being upset, pouting at Jisung’s demise, well if he could see it anyway. The quokka only desperately shook his head, he knew that timer wasn’t going to last, trying to roll away, arch his back away from those stupid fingers that tormented him to no end.

“There’s that gummy smile, now what if I..” Nothing would’ve prepared Han for the ear piercing shriek he let out when he felt lips attach right onto the top of his ribs, those fingers kneading and drilling right into his hip bones. He threw his head back onto Chan’s shoulder, tears of mirth streaming down his face as he laughter turned raspy and hoarse. He bucked his hips when they went right into the dip, knuckling roughly as those lips felt like they blew forever.

Eventually it all came to a stop, Bangchan simply settling for continuing to cuddling the quokka with a bottle of water in his hand for the both of them, peppering his face in more kisses to dry away the tears. Jisung of course tried to fight against that, but seeing that fingers drummed against his sides whenever he tried, he knew there was no point in trying.

The members rushed into the room right after, throwing confetti absolutely everywhere that narrowly missed the cake, also throwing themselves onto the duo in the process. Cake was shared, giggles were among the members, and most importantly,

Chan had the best gift of them all, care. And maybe Jisung had snitched on who really wrote those candles, eager for revenge.