#I couldn't not draw something tvt

[vioartemis]

Jealous

(Ghostface! Sam Carpenter x fem! reader)

Summary: Sam gets jealous and killed a girl that flirted with you. You catch her, and things turn heated very quickly Warnings: (+18), smut, strap-on sex, top! Sam, blood, Sam kills someone a/n: let's say that Richie wasn't Sam's boyfriend during the 2022 massacre (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

Sam and you had been dating for over two years now, and she was a perfect girlfriend. Sweet, caring, maybe a little overprotective sometimes but you could understand why.

But there was that side of her that you never saw. She was jealous, and possessive. Not just a little like everybody. No. It was far more intense than that.

The simple thought of someone else touching you - or wanting to - made her see red. She had to hold back every time someone looked at you a little too long. Fortunately, it always worked.

Until today.

You had been invited to a party by one of your classmates. Sam didn't trust the girl, she saw how she looked at you. And she was right.

As soon as your girlfriend left to go to the bathroom, Bella came to you.

"Hey beautiful, how's the party?" she asked, putting her hand on your arm

"It's cool, thanks for inviting me"

"Anytime" she smiled "I'd invite you everyday if I could" she added, trailing her fingers up your arm "Why don't we go upstairs, huh? I have some good stuff in my room"

"I'm gonna have to pass. I have a girlfriend"

"She doesn't need to know. C'mon, it'll be quick, she will not even notice-"

"She told you she had a girlfriend. Now back the fuck off." Sam intervened, spawning right behind you, glaring daggers at the other girl

The girl must have been scared because she complied without complaining and almost ran away.

Sam wrapped a possessive arm around your waist, holding you close.

"This bitch" she mumbled

"Thank you for helping me out" you said, turning around to face her and wrap your arms around her "You're kinda hot when you're jealous y'know?" you kissed her tenderly "can we go home? I don't really want to stay anymore..."

"Of course baby, we're going home"

Maybe two hours after you got back home, Sam told you she was going to her therapy session and went out. You were alone in the appartement, Tara being with her friends. You looked up for your bag, the one you brought to Bella's party, in which you had put your phone, but couldn't find it.

"Shit..." you whispered as you remembered you left it at her house

You had no other choice than go back there and get it. You weren't going to leave your phone there.

You put your shoes on, and quickly went back to the girl's house.

When you arrived, the party was over, and everything was silent. You entered quietly, not sure you were allowed to do that.

You made your way to the living room, looking for your bag, when a noise coming from the kitchen draw your attention. Without even thinking about it, you started walking towards the noise.

When you entered the room, you saw Bella lying on the floor in a puddle of blood, someone in a black robe on top of her. You first thought it was Ghostface, but the person wasn't wearing a mask. You could see their long, dark hair.

"Sam...?"

Hearing her name, the girl turned around, eyes wide. You weren't supposed to be here. You weren't supposed to see that.

"Why did you do that...?"

She got up and walked to you, dropping the bloody knife on the floor, trying to find the good words. She couldn't find any excuse, her jealousy taking control.

"She was trying to fuck you. I'm not letting anyone touch what's mine."

You never thought she could kill someone. You should be scared of her. But you were not. You were aroused.

The look in her eyes, dark, almost animalistic, the way her muscles tensed when she stabbed the girl, the very muscles that drove you crazy since day one, the blood on her face... The fact that she killed for you...

You couldn't help the blush that appeared on your face. And she saw it. A smirk appeared on her face.

She took your chin between her thumb and index and tilted your head up so she could kiss you. She wasted no time and slipped her tongue in your mouth, deepening the kiss.

Her hands were on your hips, before sliding down to your thighs, signaling you that she wanted to lift you up. You helped her - even tho it was useless, jumping slightly and wrapping your legs around her waist.

Without breaking the kiss, she walked to the couch and knelt on it so she could make you lay on your back and be on top of you.

She then pulled away, only to dip down to your neck where she left hickeys and love bites in the most visible places for people to know you were hers, and hers only.

When she was satisfied with the marks she left on you, she sat up and looked at you for a second, biting her bottom lip.

She took off her black robe, leaving her in her grey tank top and jeans, jeans that were took off quickly after, revealing the black strap she was wearing.

You didn't know seeing her wearing a strap and a tank top could be that exciting. You felt yourself get wetter by the second, cheeks burning, heart racing in anticipation.

Sam took her belt from her jeans and pinned your hands over your head, tying them up with the leather band.

"If you move them I'll stop." she said, still mad from earlier.

You nodded.

She kissed your lips one more time before unbuttoning your pants, slid them down your legs and threw them somewhere in the room before taking off the last piece of clothing you had at a painfully slow pace.

"You're so wet, I don't even need lube." she smirked, looking at your dripping cunt "Who made you this wet, huh?"

"Y-you"

"Damn right I did."

Without any warning, she slid her silicone cock inside you in one swift motion, making you moan loudly.

"God, you're so tight..." she groaned

She waited a little, letting you time to ajust, before she started moving in deep, rough thrusts.

You knew it was bad, she just killed someone after all. But it felt so good.

Her smirk got wider at the moans leaving your mouth, knowing she was she only one who got to hear them.

"You like it when I fuck you like that, huh? When I fuck your pretty little pussy with my cock? Tell me, who do you belong to?"

Her movements slowed down, making you whine, frustrated tears in your eyes.

"Y-you. I belong to you Sam...! P-please 'm close..."

"That's right, you're mine. Mine to kiss, mine to love, mine to fuck." she picked up her pace again, hitting that spongy spot deep inside of you "I'm the only one who get to fuck your tight pussy. I'll kill everyone who would want to do it too."

You clenched around the faux cock at her words, your orgasm building.

"You're so pretty under me, your pretty pussy swallowing my cock like that... God, I wish I could fill you up with my cum..."

"F-fuck Sam... I- I'm gonna-"

"I know, cum for me" she cut you off, moving her thumb to rub tight circles on your clit

You moaned her name as your orgasm washed over you, back arching, legs shaking, eyes rolling back. Sam fucked you through it, only stopping her thrusts when she saw tears in your eyes from the overstimulation.

She looked at you tenderly and pulled out, eliciting a last moan from you, before kissing you softly.

"You did amazing baby. Such a good girl for me, hm?" she hummed against your lips

She stood up and put her pants back on, taking her black robe from off the floor, and started walking in the other room.

"Where are you going?" you asked, propping yourself on your elbows

"Getting tissues and bleach"

"For what?"

"Cleaning the mess you made on the couch" she replied with a smirk before disappearing in the kitchen "I wouldn't want the police to find you DNA on a crime scene"

You looked down at the couch below you and couldn't help but blush at the sight of your dripping pussy soaking the piece of furniture. You got up, looking for your underwear and pants before putting them back on.

Sam came back with bleach and handed you a sponge.

"What do I have to do this?"

"It's your mess baby, you clean it"

"But it's your fault if I made a mess"

"The faster it disappear, the faster we can go home and continue that properly"

She had a proud smirk, knowing you couldn't say no.

"... Okay give me the bleach"

[flying-bear-tv]

Some stuff i noticed in the fionna and cake finale + betty theroy

# 1 Prismo's face glitch

This one is pretty self explanatory. for a frame prismos face glitches for no reason. I cant think of something we have seen that would explain this.

#2 After credits apple

After the credits there is a short animation of two shapes morphing into an apple. I thought this was a logo or something unrelated at first so I reversed image searched the apple but I couldn't find anything. So if its not related to a company it should be related to the show right? The shapes and bow for sure remind me of golbetty and apples have appeared multiple times (mostly use to shrink in size) This probably is important.

#3 Season One

The image on the left is a promotional poster for the show. On the bottom it gives the date episodes will start airing. Notice the lack of "Season One" near the top. The image on the right Is for the show's soundtrack which was released yesterday. All im gonna say is if I were producing a 10 episode miniseries I wouldn't want to specifically label it as season one if there was only one season.. And I definitely wouldn't only put that on promotional materials AFTER the season was done airing. I bet $72 there will be a season 2.

OKEY GUYS IT TIME TO TALK ABOUT BETTY1!!!!!!!!!!!!!11!!!!! :]

Adventure time season 6 episode 43. The Comet. yea im bringing this up.

I saw a post saying this means "comet". It has the same number of characters as the bus sign but I no idea where they found how to read this. I think it makes sense though and I'll tell you why

As Simon is flying away from golbetty he sees her do this .. Notice the color of the light (electricity?? fire?) I also think she changes shape a bit. the image on the left is her when she first electricitys herself and the image one the right is a few seconds later. I'm not gonna draw any conclusions on why this is right now.

Now back to Adventure Time ;]

In The Comet finn witnesses several of his reincarnations. The two shown are a comet and a butterfly.

Now IF the bus is saying golbettys destination is "comet" this HEAVILY implies reincarnation as comets are directly tied to this in adventure time. Also notice how the electricity golbetty is using is THE EXACT SAME FUCKING COLOR AS THE COMET. And what does simon wake up to after seeing golbetty do that.

A FUCKING BUTTERFLY I AM GOING TO LOSE IT. she is kissing him

I think what happened is by Simon and Betty both moving on from their toxic yuri relationship Betty's wish to keep simon safe was realized. Because tbh the thing that was mostly likely to hurt Simon was his own indifference to life and tendency to self sacrifice. I mean, he was completely ready to say goodbye to his sanity multiple times JUST that episode.

This allowed Betty to separate from golb because she no longer needed its power. She gave simon and kiss, and then fucked off to do butterfly shit.

Even if im wrong this show was so beautiful TvT I really needed it. I totally understand if yall are disappointed because simon and betty didn't get a happy ending together but. They really needed to move on. And who knows.. maybe we'll get a season two ;) bye

Oh and the scarab fight scene was way too long and bringing jay and little destiny back was weird and forced.

[nevis-the-skeleton]

What if TFP Airachnid reminds Autobot Starscream, that he destroyed Cliffjumper + is hiding the truth from Arcee... Airachnid tells Starscream that he’s still no better than Megatron or Airachnid herself (since she destroyed Tailgate, Arcee’s other partner)... Starscream then cries in guilt/shame, because he thinks that Airachnid is right + Airachnid happily drinks Starscream’s tears! :’( 

Oh… angst… :') who's going to cry again? It's me (TvT)… Thanks for your request sweety anon ^^!

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Starscream had pursued Arcee, after the latter went after Airachnid. The motorbike was still impulsive, and the Seeker wondered if it would kill her to call for reinforcements.

The jet had ended up losing sight of them through the trees, and had to continue on foot. He used his energon radar to track them down, and stopped in front of a cave. Of course it had to be a cave!

The flyer lowered his wings, and thought about the fact that he might call for reinforcements. It was then that Starscream detected a large dose of energon in the cavern, and easily recognized Arcee's signal.

The Seeker sent coordinates to Optimus, before heading deeper into the cave, putting aside his claustrophobia. The jet went as fast as he could, before drawing his blasters, ready to take down that damned spider.

The flyer froze when he saw Arcee lying on the ground, with a huge gash on her side. There was no doubt that it was the work of Airachnid. Starscream swore, then knelt beside her, before compressing the wound as best he could.

The motorbike was barely conscious, and couldn't hide a certain surprise when she saw the Seeker. She wanted to say something, but the jet stopped her, saying:

“No, save your energy.

- N- No… stammered the warrior. Behind you…"

The flyer's radar suddenly activated, sounding like an alarm in his head. Starscream grabbed Arcee, and narrowly dodged a blow from one of the Techno-organic's sharp paws.

The Seeker fired a blaster at the spider, which avoided the attack. The two ended up facing each other, and the jet was wings high and defensive. He put the motorbike on the ground, and stood in front of her, in a protective position.

The cave was shrouded in darkness, the only glow being Arcee's energon on the flyer and Airachnid. The Triple-changer was hidden in the dark, but that was no problem for Starscream, who activated his night vision.

He stopped an attack from the spider just in time, and retaliated by kicking her in the plexus, sending her flying into a wall. The Techno-organic soon got to her feet, laughing. She gave the Seeker a slightly disdainful look, as if she had already won, then said:

“Come on, move. My target is Arcee, not you."

The jet scowled, and didn't move, staying in front of the warrior. Airachnid tilted her head, looking curious, before mocking:

"Oh? You protect her? You?

- Go away! Or I'll kick your aft! threatened the flyer.

- Hmm… I'd be surprised, but hey… It's funny, I thought you'd be the type to kill her, now that she's on the ground.

- I'm not like you!"

The Triple Changer shrugged amusedly, then asked:

"Tell me, do you think Arcee and the other Autobots would do the same for you?"

- …?

- Would protect you if you were in danger I mean.

- Much more than the Decepticons…!

- Do you think they would, if they knew what you did?

- …?!

- Hm… Really, I'm curious.

- What are you playing at?!"

Starscream couldn't hide his anger, failing to see where Airachnid was trying to get to, or what were her intentions behind those questions.

"Hey, do you know why Arcee hates me so much?

- …

- No wait! First question! Do you know who Tailgate is?"

Why was she telling him about this robot all of a sudden? He was supposed to know him? He really didn't tell him anything. But hey, really, he didn't care. Let Airachnid waste time with riddles if it suited her, reinforcements were coming soon!

“Given your expression, I would say no. Well, no more guessing, I tell you! It was Arcee's old partner!

- …?!

- You don't see where I'm coming from, do you?

- …

- I've known you more insightful."

Starscream was really tired of this conversation… When were the reinforcements going to decide to come?! Now that would be perfect, really!

"Okay, I'm telling you! Airachnid smiled wickedly. If she hates me so much, it's because I killed Tailgate!"

The Seeker couldn't hide his shock, but he, like the Techno-organic, knew it wasn't the act of killing someone that horrified him so much. It was the fact that...

“So, are you really different from me?!" laughed the spider.

Airachnid took the opportunity to web the jet against one of the cave walls, away from Arcee. The flyer cried out in surprise, and spat in pain, from the impact. Starscream was slightly stunned, and didn't see the spider coming towards him, before she completely invaded his personal space.

"You killed someone dear to her, like me! Oooh, poor Cliffjumper. He must be mad, seeing you befriending the Autobots after what you did to him!

- S- Shut up! cried out the Seeker.

- How do you think Arcee would react, if she learned the truth? Do you think she would still like you? You lie to them shamelessly, as you are so good at doing. I wonder which of us is the worst.

- Shut up!!

- Even if you do everything possible for not being like him, you look a lot like Megatron I think. Say, did you enjoy killing him? When you felt his Spark go out between your claws, did you laugh?

- …”

The view of the jet blurred, without his understanding its origin. Arcee's energon on his hands suddenly became so bright, and the smell was so strong that he wanted to purge.

“You are a monster, like us! No one will say otherwise! Airachnid scoffed. As soon as they find out what you did, they'll get rid of you!"

Starscream couldn't hold back his tears any longer, as the Techno-Organic's words hit him like a dagger, soaked in the poison of truth.

“You'll never have anywhere to go, because there's no place for monsters. Try telling them the truth to see, I'm curious. Who do you think will kill you first? Will they do it at the same time, like the family they are, and you'll never be a part of? Or one by one? If so, I think they'll leave that privilege to Arcee."

Airachnid grabbed the Seeker's chin to look at her, gloating, and hissed:

“The only person who will mourn you is yourself, and no one else. Nobody cries for robots like you, no, they laugh, they dance. When the death you deserve comes for you they will be happy to finally be rid of you!"

The spider released the jet, which lowered his head in shame and grief.

"You killed someone dear to them! A friend, a member of their family! How can you think you deserve to be with them?! You don't deserve anything! Monster!"

The airman made no reply to all this, knowing that he would never be able to deny Airachnid's words. She was right… she was right and it hurt horribly to know… Starscream realized that he had been misguided for too long, enjoying something he didn't deserve, never deserved.

Footsteps were heard in the cave, and the two knew perfectly well that it was the Autobots. The Techno-organic released Starscream from her webs, and gave her an evil smile, before declaring:

"What do you think they'll think when they see you with injured Arcee?

- …!

- They'll think you tried to kill her! Because that's what a monster would do! Look, you already have his energon on your hands, why not have his death on your conscience?!"

The spider began to wander off into the darkness, and scoffed:

"You can't fool them forever!"

Airachnid disappeared from Starscream's vision as he dug a hole in the ground, but the Seeker could still hear her laughter, and her razor-sharp words tearing at his Spark.

The jet froze in fear as he faced the others, who were horrified upon seeing Arcee's condition. Everyone ended up looking at the flyer, who was simply unable to see the concern in their eyes, seeing only hatred and contempt.

"What happened?!" Bulkhead exclaimed, stepping closer as Bumblebee called Ratchet for a ground bridge.

Starscream suddenly stood up, wings high and optics wide in fear, before suddenly fleeing, much to the surprise of the others. The Seeker knew he had nowhere to run, but he couldn't help but try. He didn't want to receive the punishment he deserved.

The jet couldn't suppress a cry of fear when he felt a firm grip on his arm, and struggled as best he could, before seeing that he was being held back by the waist. Even in the dark he recognized Optimus' color scheme, which heightened his panic.

"No! No! I'm sorry!"

The Prime released his grip on the flyer, who fell to the ground, before putting his arms out in front of him for protection. He ventilated erratically, then looked at the Autobots leader, who had his hands raised, indicating no hostility.

“It's alright, Starscream, we're here now. tried to reassure Optimus.

- A- Arcee, she…!

- She'll be fine, don't worry."

He knelt in front of the Seeker, and held out his arms towards him, before hugging him. The jet couldn't hold back his tears, as the Prime's sweet words burned like acid on his wounded Spark. Starscream closed his optics hard, cursing himself for being so weak, and taking advantage of the Autobots' goodness...

"Come on, let's go home.

- …”

The Seeker followed Optimus with lowered wings, knowing full well that where he was going was not at all home. He was doomed to wear a mask until the end of his days, to hide the monster behind… He didn't deserve to live among them… He didn't deserve to live anywhere… In fact, the jet realized that he just didn't deserve to live... Starscream knew Airachnid was right, and it hurt terribly...

[snowy-miko]

[Oneshot] Cursed Love

Characters: Stacy (OC) x Alfons (ikevil) Rating: M Length: 2886 words Warning: mention of drugs, rape, assalt and murder Arthor's note: This is and half-ass attempt in translation, I just ran everything through GG translate and fixed it up a bit for a smoother delivery. Please pardon TvT

Original version in Vietnamese

What is love? Why does it drive people crazy? Honestly, she doesn't know anymore, she only knows that she will be haunted by it for the rest of her life, by a love that is as unattainable as a fantasy.

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“She’s holding something, run!”

The children ran frantically, leaving behind a pink-haired girl standing in front of her house, in her hand was the family frying pan, a self-defense "shield" that she had chosen to fend off those malicious pebbles. Realizing that none of them dared to come back, her anger began to subside, at which point she lightly snorted and then quietly returned to the house. Those boys are truly stupid, even if they throw it again, she will not cry.

Since the day her father became seriously ill and passed away, Stacy's life has changed somewhat. Her mother's work seemed to get even busier, her sister rarely had free time because she had to focus on studying, so having to stay home alone became a normal thing to her. She understood that her family was facing difficulties, so she told herself to become strong. She began to learn to be independent, reminding herself to think of others and absolutely, there would be no crying. Only children would cry so easily.

But in the end, there is a limitation to how strong an eight-year-old child could be, and instead there was only a growing feeling of loneliness.

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“Wow, the bride is really pretty. He is truly blessed.”

She heard the adults whispering to each other, her eyes once again turned to the slender back of the girl striding down the aisle. Ah, so that's what it was, that's exactly what their relationship was like.

Lucas is a young artist, he just moved near her house about half a year ago. She remembered the times when she came home from school and saw him sitting in the front yard drawing, remembered the way he waved to her with a smile like sunshine, and remembered the way he proudly showed off the painting he had just finished. One time, he even noticed and complimented her hairpin that day, saying how cute it was. She wasn’t sure if it was sincere or not, but it still made her feel very happy. It's probably been a long time since someone could make her smile like that.

Yet today, when she looked at him happily standing next to his bride, she just felt numb inside. There's something heavy in her chest, a choking feeling that just won't go away. She should have been happy that a good person like him was able to find the love of his life. She should have done that, instead of wondering if this was what heartbreak feel like.

Could this be love? But how was that possible? She was only fourteen after all.

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“Didn't I already tell you? I don't like you anymore."

Frustratingly talking to the boy walking next to her, Stacy could only wish if there was a switch to turn off all the sounds out there. She really didn't expect the result to turn out to be this troublesome.

Sixteen years old, what a beautiful age when the first vibrations of love begin to form at schools. She thought that she should be like that too, that her unrequited love with Lucas should come to an end already. So she started taking interest in a classmate, who coincidentally also had feelings for her. This was quickly discovered by their friends, and the two soon became a couple. At that time, she thought that finally, her life would be normal just like others.

Not long after, she realized that she was wrong. Perhaps influenced by novels, she unconsciously expected a romantic love story between the two. But she forgot that a teenage boy wouldn’t have experience in love, and couldn’t deeply understand her somewhat chaotic feelings. She couldn't trust to open her heart to that person, and she couldn't even try to work it out for this love was fleeting and pretentious. If she already realized that this was not love, then what reason does she have to stay?

So she, the one who confessed her feeling first, ended up also being the cold-hearted one and took the initiative to say goodbye.

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“I guess he finally gave up.”

Checking the recent mails, she suddenly realized that she no longer saw the name Flynn Hammond anywhere. Maybe there was a bit of regrets, but this would be better for the both of them.

After the love affair of her school days ended, that annoying love came back to harass her in a new form. Flynn noticed that she has stopped going to class so he tried to contact her, but in the end he only received the answer that she no longer felt suitable for studying. She couldn't say that she seemed to have gone crazy, that she had been cursed with some kind of strange power. Yet he still understood her suffering, he never dug too deep, and at the same time only shared trivial stories about himself to relieve her of pressure. Perhaps thanks to that, the chaos inside her was able to calm down somewhat.

Then whatever happens will happen. He confessed that he had secretly liked her for a long time. But at that time she didn't want to repeat the same mistake, so the only thing she could do was to refuse. After that, he had mostly stopped coming to see her, only occasional letter deliveries are what’s left. Countless times she asked herself about this unnamed relationship, whether or not she should give him and herself a chance. It's just a pity that by the time she started thinking about choosing courage, he was no longer here. It turned out that his patience could only last for five years.

Maybe, she just doesn't deserve to be with such good people.

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“Mr. Hood, please…!”

“Stop resisting Stacy, I've been waiting for this day for a long time.”

With her hands pinned to the bed, suddenly all she could do was to suppress her moans when the Baron kissed her neck. She knew that this was wrong, and knew that she should resist, but still her body kept shaking with excitement every time she was touched. There was no way just a little alcohol could make her become like that.

Alexander Hood is a young Baron who just received his title after his father unfortunately passed away. He has a handsome and knowledgeable appearance, and a gentle voice that knows how to say sweet words that make many girls fall in love. Perhaps that's why, even after being drugged and raped, she still foolishly believed that he did it because he really had feelings for her. Besides believing in that fake love, what else can she do to protect herself?

She thought life couldn't get any more miserable, but in just a few months, he had officially got himself a prestigious noble wife. Still he used the excuse of political marriage to continue to have sex with her. When the affair was discovered, he did not hesitate to accuse her of seducing him, opening up a hellish period of time for the poor girl. Instead of getting her fired, the lady of the house forced her to be her personal maid and then freely tortured her, making her bow her head and apologize every day over trivial matters. The climax was when she was humiliated right in front of him, but the treacherous man indifferently ignored her, even acting like she didn't exist. That night, she secretly met him and begged, hoping that at least he still had some humanity left to free her from this place.

“Do you still think you have a chance with me? A slutty maid like you is just a whore that I can still get without having to spend any money.”

He is, perhaps, a demon. She wanted to kill him right then and there, but in the end she could only let him brutally beat her up then left her in the warehouse like a piece of trash with no value. She didn't know how long she had been crying, she only knew that when she woke up, she was no longer herself. With anger burning in her chest, she sneaked into his room when everyone was asleep, used each stab of the cold knife as a farewell, and made him die in silence right next to his equally cruel wife.

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Crown is a secret organization operating under the authority of Queen Victoria, which gathers people with fairy curses. The first time she learned about it, Stacy finally understood why her life was so gloomy. At this moment everything seemed to get back to where it belonged, and so she quietly accepted her fate without a single word of complaint.

The curse makes her unable to stop pursuing love, it was so haunting that when Alfons offered a convenient illusion, she immediately indulged in it without any resistance.

“Because I have been taught well, so I, too, can love you plenty.”

Standing in front of "the person she loves", she did not hesitate to express her thoughts. She knew that what Alexander taught her was filthy, but if it could make him happy then she would be more than willing to do it. At that time, she just wanted to love him with all her heart, mind and body, which was a bit unexpected for Alfons. He originally just wanted to use some entertainment to comfort her, didn’t think that he would accidentally learn about how she had been hurt. It's so sad that she, who was once manipulated and treated like a sex toy, still desires love this much.

Then when she finally woke up, she could only resign herself to saying that she was too used to being taken advantage of.

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“I just want to say that there are a lot of carnivores around here. If you keep being so cute, you might get gobbled up.”

“You shameless man”

Hearing her say that, Alfons just laughed loudly and sat down at the dining table, pretending not to see the hateful look she was sending his way. Surely the person who teased her the most here was Roger, but when it came to him, it was ten times more than that. It's true that you can't judge a book by its cover.

After a few months, her life at Crown gradually stabilized, and thanks to everyone, she could once again feel a new source of life sprouting in her heart. Most of the time everyone was very nice to her, even Roger was able to give appropriate instructions during practice. But it wasn't Will's gentle guidance, nor Liam's extreme kindness, what she remembered most was the reclusive kindness that Alfons had brought. He harassed her but never let her take the blame. He pretended not to care but only when it’s appropriate that he would show up. Not to mention the fact that he always helped Liam satisfy his curiosity, kept an eye on Elbert and kept him company over the years. Looking at those actions, she could hardly believe that he did everything simply for his own convenience.

Then just like that, unconsciously, she tried searching for the image of her imaginary lover that night in him.

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"Get out"

“Fine then, if I'm not welcomed like that then please pardon me. Remember to rest well, and since your eyes are still not healed, don't cry alright?"

Alfons closed the door behind him, just in time to avoid the pillow she aimed at him. With those words he just said, he knew she would be angry. But to prevent her, and himself, from falling deeper, that was the only way.

It's been a few months since Stacy realized she has feelings for him. She tried to keep her distance and didn't think about pursuing him, all because she was afraid that she would lose the preciousness of the present. She knew there was no point in denying it, but moving forward didn't seem like an available option. All of her relationships so far have not had a happy ending, and he himself carries his own curse, so it's impossible to say whether this will be an exception. Perhaps that's why Elbert said Alfons hates being anyone's special person.

But then all her efforts were ruined by him. He was clearly not an idiot to not notice about her feelings, yet he gave her hope over and over again. Why must he have cared for her like that? Why didn't he wait until tomorrow to meet at the breakfast table instead of visiting her in her room? He had the audacity to bother her, then when asked about it, he continued to deem her an idiot and avoided the question. If that's the case, she would rather he didn't show up at all.

Never had she ever hated his kindness like she did right this moment.

.

"What's wrong? Wouldn't it be better for you if I died?”

“I said stop it!”

She raised her voice, feeling like her heart was starting to bleed again. She came here, worried about his injuries, yet he stubbornly continued this cruel joke of his. If something happened to him, how could she sit still?

"You've already heard about my fate, I'm afraid if you persist, it'll be in vain."

“Then think whatever you want! Because I won't give up on staying true to my own feelings."

Faced with that sarcastic smile, her chest would only burn hotter. He's such a bastard, a shameless, horrible, degenerated nightmare of a man. But it was also him who used that rotten image to save her, to say that because there were bastards like him, she didn't need to feel ashamed of herself. Because of him, she was able to accept and love herself, so there was no way she could easily give up on this love, no matter how evil and cruel he was.

Her curse has turned love into an obsession, the more she can't have it, the more she can't let go. And thanks to it, she now understands what it means to hate out of love.

If fate has planned for it to be like that, why not just live and die with this cursed love for once?

“If you want to die that much, then I will make sure you would die by my hands.”

.

.

.

Early in the morning, Stacy suddenly heard the door to her room open. Even without turning around, she could guess who the culprit was. Maybe it was because last time she took advantage of him going out at night to sneak into his room, so today he decided to take revenge on her. After waiting for a while, she finally felt the edge of the blanket being pulled up and a familiar warmth began to embrace her.

“Welcome home, Al”

“Good morning, my sweet kitten”

True to her name, she snuggled close to his chest like a cat asking to be petted, this time only smelling the faint scent of alcohol somewhere. He also gently stroked her hair, as if trying to lull her to sleep.

“Do you remember the day you threatened to kill me?”

“…? Why would you bring that up?” She looked up at him but again couldn't read the truth behind those eyes.

“Isn't it very convenient for us like this? Sooner or later, I will die at your hands, and then you will forget everything about me, then there will be no need to suffer anymore."

He smiled with amusement, but she knew it was just a cover to hide the painful feelings inside. Fate arranged for him to die without being remembered by anyone, and she would have to kill her love if she did not want to have her life taken away by that love. There had never been any records of people being able to escape the fate of the curse, but she knew everyone had a small hope that they would be an exception. What if what one needs to lift a curse isn't a miracle?

“There is still the opposite case. Furthermore, I can hold my grudge for a long time. If you dare to leave me behind, I will definitely remember it.”

“Aha! She's really so positive that she's stupid."

"I don’t mind being stupid, as long as I have you"

After saying that, she hugged him again, refusing to accept any criticism. She herself couldn't say she wasn't scared, but right now it was still too early to give up. If fate is inherently unfair, then she will find a way to cheat. After all, she no longer fits the image of a holy angel, so why should she worry about being obediently resigned like before?

Then at that moment, she suddenly felt his arms tighten, along with a sigh in her ear.

…

“If you say so, then I have no choice. Go crazy for me as much as possible, and regret it until you die for me."

- End -

[teplomilka]

05 september 2023

before i go back to studying for the phonology exam tomorrow - i've got something for u tho :3

in august, there was a little drawing challenge to design an outfit for our fave drag queen/king. and i just couldn't not draw saltina shaker! i've already sent it to jesse too, but idk if he's going to see it.. ever.. (TvT) so, let *you* enjoy, at least ♥︎

i know i know, it could be better, but i've already spent 12 hours on it (bcs i was redrawing and recolouring it) and imo it's not *too* bad, is it?

~ tori☆*

[kitsune-oji]

Aww :') thanks TvT

As for why I didn't go to engineering? well tbh honest i was first planning on architecture but i couldn't draw for the life of me so I switched to engineering but after giving my physics exam in my second year of highschool, I decided to drop it cause it's difficult- T-T

so i decided to go for biochemistry when i came into my first year of college (some call it senior high- idk)

Also yeah girl really went all out- she's lucky she doesn't have to give a retake and can apply for university now- TvT

Ohh oki, I do hope you can do something that makes you happy with what you're studying now :) /gen

I can imagine, it's like she won the lottery probably, that feeling of success

[stardryad]

@lordoftherazzles just posted an adorable oneshot regarding Hobbit day, go read and melt too! 💖

[themisscuy]

These are some old and not too old drawings or sketches related to AvA/AvM that I don't think that I will ever finish or just didn't like them enough to continue them- and some descriptions and explanations for them jsjs

Or maybe because I got too lazy for them(? Who knows. But some of them make me laugh or think so I wanted to show them x"d

It's a bit long -v-"

This was an idea for a comic where...um, it was something about Green washing the dishes while he was listening to a song, and then singing it, and then everyone went to the kitchen to see what the hell was happening-

I only remember that I wanted to think about a song in particular and write the lyrics, but I couldn't ^^" ahHHhh

This was a failed drawing for Christmas LANSKZN I had the idea of make the background with a kind of night sky and then to imagine a story where our dear hollow heads saved Christmas or smth like that lol but I just was so tired and I didn't like how it was going and said "meh"

Our hollow heads posing for a family photo(? Maybe I didn't draw this with that idea in mind but that's what it seems jjsjd

Mmmm...this was a kind of practice -v-" but also it was with the comic idea in mind that it was Victim who drew it and then Purple hanging the portrait somewhere in his room(? But also there would be some others portraits of the rest of the color gang, but like, "hidden" in the comic. Victim in secret drew a portrait of each of them, but only Purple knows about that :)

(Omg this is really old-)

This was for that concept of "Purple's character development through what he wears" jssjkd and also because I wanted to draw him interacting with the color gang-

I remember that when I drew this I didn't have idea for Purple's casual clothes, so, I imagined something like Red and Green giving him some of their clothes that they simply don't wear but are comfortable ksjdks and Purple is just like "MmmMm I kinda like this"

And even since these times he was a hoodie stealer ah-

I wanted to make this thing during a trip KSBXJSN I took a photo because I liked the landscape a lot, but I just gave up with the idea too soon TvT it was something like, Dark and Chosen flying on the horizon, and Second waving at them, maybe with Victim in the right of the picture x"d oh my.

This pictures explains itself ksjdj I just got lazy with it <\3

Ohh these were for that comic based on a moment from that Survived!Red AU fanfic from @illateyouricecreamlastnight ! You can see it here

AhHhhhh that fanfic hurt my heart in so many ways KSBXKSN But if you want to know the whole context for this you have to read it >:3/

Aksjakjskajskajaa :"]

I didn't like too much how it was going x"d I prefer the sketch in traditional, but ahHahHha these two-

And that would be all? X"d ahHHh if you read everything take some hearts ❤❤❤❤ I'll go to watch a K-drama -v-👍

[korranayt]

Error and CQ!Error =)

(RUS/РУС)

◇Бормочет в голове◇ Урыыыы, наконец-то доделалаа.. TvT

Простите, не удержалась.. и нарисовала Эррора и CQ!Эррора.. ='>

Сразу говорю - это НЕ шип, CQ!Эррор НЕ ребенок Эррора и Инка(или кого-то ещё)!

Хотите знать - где я пропадаю, по мимо уроков? Знаю что не хотите, но я всё равно скажу. UvU

Я целыми днями, после уроков, сижу и тупо что-то рисую, то на бумаге, то на телефоне.. Так чтоо... Как-то так."=>

И да, если кто не вкурсе, то CQ!Эррор из вселенной/комикса "Momma CQ".

Создательницой которого, является -   @alainaprana   .

Очень милый и грустный комикс, если вы его не видели, то я вам рекомендую его посмотреть!=3

(Да, знаю, всё ещё есть ошибки в анатомии и в других деталях, но клянусь, я старалась.. TvT)

(ENG/АНГЛ)

◇Mumbles in my head ◇ Yaaaayy, finally finished aa .. TvT

Sorry, I couldn't resist .. and drew Errora and CQ! Errora .. = '>

I say right away - this is NOT a ship, CQ! Error is NOT a child of Error and Inka (or anyone else)!

Do you want to know - where do I disappear, past the lessons? I know you don’t want to, but I’ll tell you anyway. UvU

All day, after school, I sit and stupidly draw something, now on paper, then on the phone .. So ... Something like that. "=>

And yes, if anyone doesn't care, then CQ! An error from the universe / comic "Momma CQ".

The creator of which is  @alainaprana   .

A very cute and sad comic, if you have not seen it, then I recommend that you watch it! = 3

[thezoe611]

I posted 82 times in 2021

62 posts created (76%)

20 posts reblogged (24%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.3 posts.

I added 532 tags in 2021

#gosalyn - 64 posts

#darkwing duck - 59 posts

#rebellingstagnationblog - 59 posts

#negaduck - 59 posts

#geronimo - 57 posts

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#gosalyn mallard - 54 posts

#drake mallard - 49 posts

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Longest Tag: 23 characters

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

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55 notes • Posted 2021-10-20 06:37:19 GMT

#4

One of the things that the Geronimo series highlights was the abandonment in the relationship between Negaduck and Nega-Gosalyn.

Nega-Gosalyn, or Christine, wanted Negaduck to love her, but thinking that that would never happen, she never returned to him, leaving her in the care of the Friendly Four.

Negaduck only saw her as a child that he kept to do chores, so he never admitted that he felt abandoned when she disappeared from his life... until he started working with Gosalyn and realized what he had lost... Being the only thing he could do, Negaduck did what was convenient for Christine when he sent her with Darkwarrior, knowing that she would never live quietly with him around...

In my opinion, the saddest thing is that Christine never understood or knew that Negaduck wanted to repair things, because he did not know how to express himself, and she never tried to understand him... and that is why she abandoned him.

How had Gosalyn said?: "Relationships are two sided. You can't expect Negaduck to love you just because you're you"

@rebellingstagnationblog Do you think the relationship between them could be repaired?

59 notes • Posted 2021-06-24 19:32:15 GMT

#3

Based on Geronimo Saga by @rebellingstagnationblog

I've had this idea in my head for weeks, but because of college and the inktober on twitter I hadn't been able to draw it ><'!

In a part of the Geronimo saga, Gosalyn travels the multiverse in search of Negaduck, right? She traveled through hundreds of universes, and that's why I thought: what if she went through DT17's universe?

And the result is this quick drawing (don't judge me, first time I draw in the DT17 style TvT), and I plan more drawings based on this idea x3!

59 notes • Posted 2021-10-13 04:21:12 GMT

#2

I don't know much about "Good Omens", but after reading the oneshot that @rebellingstagnationblog posted, I couldn't help but draw the group with the costumes from the show.

I hope I have drawn them well^^'

It was fun reading Negaduck obsessed with something besides his chainsaw (and poor Gosalyn. I wonder how they convinced her to wear a dress X'D)

65 notes • Posted 2021-08-26 03:39:52 GMT

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68 notes • Posted 2021-11-04 01:32:26 GMT

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[vioartemis]

max x werewolf reader. angst then fluff

Every part of you

(Max Mayfield x fem! werewolf! reader)

Summary: It's the full moon, and you completely forgot. Being a werewolf, that announces nothing good, and your secret might not be one for so long.. Part 1 || Part 2 Warnings: angst (?) (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

You were fucked. You forgot it was tonight. You had to be quick. To run as fast as you could. Your lungs were burning. Your legs were getting weak. You didn't care. You had to make it there in time.

He was waiting for you. He seemed angry. Worried maybe. You didn't know, nor did you care.

You rushed into the cabin, stopping only to sit on the metallic chair in the middle of the room, out of breath.

"Where were you? You're almost late Y/n!" he said, tying you to the chair with big chains.

"I.. I'm sorry... I.. I know..."

He then grabbed a muzzle, to prevent you from making any noises that could draw attention to you, and so protecting innocent people.

He quickly made sure you couldn't escape, before exiting the cabin and closing the door, telling you he'd came back the next day.

You started to feel dizzy, ears buzzing, while your body started to hurt. Your vision was blurred, you could barely think anymore.

You felt the chains sinking into your skin as your transformation began, and everything turned black.

<><><><> ♡ <><><><>

The next morning, a worried Max was knocking at El's door.

"Have you seen Y/n?" she asked immediately after the brunette opened the door "I heard her sneaking out last night, I thought she would be back quickly, but she wasn't here when I woke up!"

Without letting El say a word, Max entered the house, just to stop as she saw you sitting on a chair, wrists red and marked by what seemed chains, with Hopper by your side, trying to bandage you.

"Y/n..? What happened? Are you okay?"

She rushed toward you, concern visible in her eyes.

"I-it's nothing I-I'm fine Max.."

She could see you weren't. You looked so tired. Like you fought all night long. Which wasn't so far from the truth actually.

"No, you're not fine! Look at you..! You know you can tell me everything right? Do you have problems? I can help you get through it, just talk to me.."

"I-" you glanced at Hopper, not knowing what to answer.

He nodded slightly, finishing what he was doing.

"Can we... can we go outside..?" you said, standing up

"Is it that bad?"

You didn't answered, and grabbed your girlfriend's hand, leading her outside nervously.

"Y/n-"

"Max. It's not what you think.. it's just- I-I don't even know how to say it.."

You took a deep breath, shaking slightly in anticipation of her reaction.

"I- I'm not like you.."

"What do you mean?"

She seemed confused, which was understandable.

"I'mawerewolf"

"What?"

"I'm a werewolf..."

"What...?"

"..."

You didn't know what to say. You felt bad, not having told her.

"So.. you're a werewolf..? The kind that transforms and go nuts and kills everything they meet?"

"No it's not-"

"You are a werewolf and you didn't tell me?"

The little shake in her voice wasn't concern anymore. It was anger.

"I-"

"We slept in the same bed! We spend night out together! You could've killed me, Y/n! Do you even realize you put everyone in danger?!"

"Max-"

You tried to grab her hand, but she jumped away from you.

"Don't touch me."

Your heart dropped at her words, eyes full of tears.

"I can't believe you lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you..! I.. I didn't know how to tell you..! But I love you! I would never hurt you Max! I can control-"

"Why where you here then? Getting bandaged by Hopper? Didn't your transformation went wrong?!"

"... It was the full moon..! It's the only day I can't control it! Max please I swear-"

"Enough! I don't want to hear more of that."

She turned around, and started to walk away.

"Max wait let me-"

"I don't want to talk to you why don't you understand that?!"

She had never raised her voice at you before, not like that. She hated you. You felt it. You felt your heart break into million pieces. You felt tears running down your cheeks.

You didn't try to stop her again, just watching her going away from you.

You heard someone coming in your direction, but you weren't in a talkative mood, so you ran away, eyes shut, tears blurring your vision.

You wanted to be alone. Alone with your pain.

You stopped running after you were sure to be far away in the woods, where no one would find you. Then, you sat against a tree, and cried. And screamed. And swore. You let everything go out.

You felt like you were stabbed directly in your heart. Multiple times. You should've told her. You knew it. But you didn't think she would be that mad... You felt empty, like you lost a part of yourself.

Since you met Max, your life completely changed. You found a reason to live, someone that mattered to you, a family.

And now she was gone.

Max was mad. Really mad. Mad at you, for not telling her you were a werewolf. Mad at herself, for not being here enough for you. Because if you didn't tell her, that meant you didn't trust her. That meant you weren't sure she would react in a good way.

She felt bad now. Because she yelled at you. Because you were scared, and she made your fears come true.

"Shit..."

She bit her nails, thinking she hurt you badly. She would apologise as soon as you got home. Because you would come home.

But you weren't here when the sun went down. She took her coat, and sneaked out of the house, decided to find you. She didn't know where you could be, so she went to the last place she knew you were.

But You weren't there. However, El told her she saw you running in the woods after your fight.

She was afraid something bad happened to you. Maybe you were hurt. Maybe you were in danger. Because of her.

So she ran into the forest, alone, with only one thing in mind: you.

You didn't realize it was that late, as you were lost in your thoughts, eyes red because of how much you cried. What brought you back to reality was her sent, coming from far away, and her voice, calling your name.

You stood up slowly, not believing your senses. She was here..? For you..?

You could hear her footsteps. It was like she was running. But she was so far away from you.. And so alone.. At night.. In the woods..

You started to run in her direction, worried. This was a dangerous place at night. There was a ton of creatures here. And they were hungry.

Thanks to your capacities you found her pretty quickly, and let at a sight of relief seing she was doing okay. As you took a step forward, a branch cracked under your feet, causing her to turn around suddenly.

"S-sorry... I didn't mean to scare yo-"

You could barely finish you sentence because of how tight she was now hugging you.

"I'm so sorry Y/n.. I shouldn't have reacted like that.. I love you.. every part of you.."

You quickly melted into the hug and held her close, relieved and happy that she didn't hate you.

"I should have told you sooner.. I'm sorry.." you murmured, not letting go of her

"No more secrets between us..?" she asked

"No more secrets"

You finally broke the hug, gently taking her hand in yours.

"We shouldn't stay here.. it's dangerous at night"

"Let's go home"

<><><><> ♡ <><><><>

You both arrived safely and immediately went into Max's room, only taking the time to put on your pyjamas before sliding under the covers of her bed. She wrapped her arms around you as you found a confortable position against her.

Neither of you talked much, simply appreciating each other's company in a confortable silence. The redhead was playing with your hair and planting soft kisses on your forehead, while you were whispering sweet nothings to her.

After a little while, you tilted your head up to look at her, only to find her already looking at you.

"Can I be the big spoon this time?" you asked

A smile made its way up to her face.

"Why this question, all of a sudden?"

"You're always the big spoon, I never get to pet you" you pouted

"Oh but I like petting you and kissing your forehead while you sleep.. And I just have to lower my gaze to see your beautiful face.. I'm not ready to lose that privilege, sorry"

She smirked at your reaction, thinking you looked cute.

"Maybe another time, but right now I just want to cuddle for the rest of the night, like we always do.."

"Yeah? Next time then!"

She kissed you lovingly, whispering a "I love you". You smiled, putting yourself back in your previous position, happy that things ended well.

People said wolves are in love with the moon, and that it's why werewolves are forced to transformed when it's full, to cry for a love they would never touch.

You found your moon. And her name was Max Mayfield.