#hb tickle

[gaybananabread]

Hi!!! 💖 If 21 isn’t filled yet for tickletober, do you think you could do ler Asmodeus and lee Fizzarolli from Helluva Boss? The new episode has me craving for some tickle content for them they’re so cute!! Hope you’re well and take all the time you need. 💖

TickleTober Day 21 - New Discovery

Writing this one made me happy. I dunno what it was, but writing the scrunkles just boosted my happy brain chems. I know I’ve been squeaking these in at like 11:50 something at night, but I actually paced myself this week and loved getting this out! Hopefully you like reading this as much as I did writing it. Enjoy!

Lee: Fizzarolli

Ler: Asmodeus

Summary: After a shitty day, Fizz is more than ready for some love from his partner. Ozzie is happy to help, though he does it in his own silly way. After all, what's love without some laughter?

Warnings: swearing (obviously), implied murder (don't worry, they deserve it)! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Hell's worst kept secret…

Not wrong, but the title still pissed the pair off. Ever since the kidnapping incident, they had been a bit more open with their relationship. They obviously weren't announcing it; all of Hell didn't need to know that Ozzie and an Imp were together. But around the factory and his quarters, the fruits were showing more PDA and less shitty excuses when they were caught. 

The workers knew better than to say anything.

Still, the occasional whisper or snide comment outside of Asmodeus's safe zone got the jester's blood boiling. Especially when they were about his man.

"Did you hear about Asmodeus and that little imp? Man, what a way to fall. Never thought the embodiment of Lust would do that to himself." The second demon nodded, smirking. "Oh, Fizzer-something? Yeah, a big rooster and a clown. Sounds like the plot of a shitty porno." "Heh, they kinda are!"

Oho, Fizz wanted to rip their throats out and shove them so far up their-

Whooo-kay. Deep breaths, deep breaths. He promised Asmodeus that he wouldn't let small-minded loudmouths get to him, especially sinners. But they so deserved it, and he was just a few feet away…

They just had to keep talking, though. "And hey, he didn't even pick a working one! The thing's defective! Robotic limbs and shit. Dude really needs higher standards."

That was it. The jester turned, running at them with nothing but rage and hate in his eyes. The dumb fuckheads barely had time to begin a plea before Fizz went to town.

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When his Fizzie got home, Ozzie immediately knew something was wrong. His partner’s colorful clothes were coated with black blood. The sin hurried over to him, surveying the imp for injuries before scooping him up into his arms. “Fizzie, babe, what happened?”

Asmodeus’s voice radiated concern, comfort and love for the jester. Fizzarolli couldn’t have gotten any luckier when him and the demon connected for the first time. Or the second. Or the many, many times after that. Eh, who needs labels?

“Some…assholes, spewing shit about you and me. I tried, but…they needed a lesson on how to shut up.” One of the robotic arms was damaged in his fit of rage. Apparently the loudmouthed sinners had a bit of fight in them. Fizz still disposed of the garbage; he just got a bit messy.

Ozzie sighed, nuzzling his feathery head against Fizz’s smooth skin. “Froggie, I love that you wanna defend me, but it’s not worth you getting hurt. I’d take all the shit-talk Hell has to offer if it meant you’d be okay.”

So mushy… The imp rolled his eyes, secretly melting inside at the sweet words. “Alright, alright, I get it. No more fighting over your honor. Tell Hallmark the message worked.”

Then he did Fizzarolli’s most favorite thing ever. He laughed, a deep snort kicking off the rumbling chuckles. Fizz laid his head on Ozzie’s chest, feeling the vibrations and listening to the short burst of amusement. The sin stood, sighing out a final huff before carrying his partner to their bed. It was the only one big enough for Asmodeus, let alone Fizz, to fit. 

Following their pattern, Ozzie removed his elaborate suit, slipping on his robe instead. He then helped the jester peel away the blood-stained outfit, quickly drawing a bath for him. They were at the point where it was just second nature; one of them has a bad day, they get a warm bath, cuddles and shitty RomComs until they fall asleep. That day was Fizz’s day to be pampered.

After some calming back rubs in a nice bath, all blood was clean and the imp was feeling a bit better. Ozzie got him a new arm, making sure to give him little forehead kisses as he worked. Finally, they were ready to lay down.

Surprising no one, Ozzie was the big spoon. He hugged Fizz close under the covers, rubbing his back soothingly. The Lust ring’s RomCom channel played distantly on the TV.  It was barely a minute before the jester was dozing off. The sin’s touch softened, absentmindedly wandering across Fizzarolli’s bare skin. 

His feathery fingers eventually made their way to the imp’s sides. Fizz was drawn from his sleepy stupor by an unexpected buzzing along his side. A feeling he hadn’t felt in quite some time. He squirmed a bit, feeling the fingers go back to his back. The moment he settled back down, however, they returned. 

A quick glance at Ozzie’s dreamy expression told him that the sin wasn’t doing it on purpose. The rooster just thought he was giving him soft affections. Sighing, Fizz squirmed again, adjusting himself so the tracing was closer to his lower back. That was apparently a big mistake.

The moment one of the feathery fingers brushed his back, he squeaked, flinching away from the touch. Asmodeus immediately went into Mother Hen mode, lightning his touch and looking for injuries. “Fizzarolli, why didn’t you tell me you hurt yourself? Back injuries are serious!”

Ugh, why did he have to care so much? “I-I didn’t…” The lighter touch was somehow worse, sending a flurry of butterflies to attack his stomach. Fizz’s tail twitched, trying to wag; he made sure to force it still. Unfortunately for him, that also meant he took a small amount of focus off his verbal reactions. The smallest, teensiest little giggle slipped past his lips. Ozzie immediately stilled his fingers; as a sin, he easily heard the noise. Then something clicked.

“Froggie…are you ticklish?” Shit…Fizz tried to run, a burst of adrenaline pulling him from the sleepy peace. Ozzie was on him before he could move an inch. The little imp didn’t stand a chance.

“W-wait! Ozz, don’t you fucking dare!” His robotic arms wrapped around the sin’s body, trying to push him off. That was nearly impossible, as Asmodeus was over four times his size and much stronger than the prosthetics. Still, he could only try. 

The rooster smirked, his demeanor doing a complete 180. Ozzie went from concerned and soft to playful and smug in seconds; it was almost scary how fast he could switch like that. “Oooh, babe, I definitely fucking do~”

Before he could get another protest out, ten feathered fingers attacked his torso. Five running along his back, five snaking around to his stomach. In seconds, small giggles slipped past his lips, a blush tinting his scarred cheeks. “N-nohoho! Ohohozzie you dihihick!”

“I know it’s one of your favorite features, but let’s leave my dick out of this.” Stupid, cheesy words; it was unfair how blushy they made him. Fizz tried to wiggle away, but even with his insane flexibility, Ozzie’s strong arms kept him trapped.

He twisted and kicked, his limbs swinging and flailing as he tried to escape. He didn’t fully mind the tickling, but Fizz had an image to protect. The amazing, alluring, ass-kicking Fizzarolli couldn’t be seen getting reduced to a giggly puddle; even if nobody was watching but his boyfriend.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Fizzie~” He just had to tease… If there was one thing that killed Fizz, it was Ozzie’s silly teases. Normally, they were just flustering. Those teases, though; they drove him nuts. “Shuhut the fuhuhuck uhuhup!”

Ozzie loved the sight of his squirmy boyfriend. The genuine laughter, happy smile, vibrant blushes and adorable noises warmed his loving heart. He genuinely couldn’t be happier than when he was with his Fizzie Frog; especially when the imp was all giggly like that. “Awww, babe, I’m just tryna cheer you up! Are you not feelin’ just a teeny bit better?”

Okay, that wasn’t fair. He was definitely feeling better than when he arrived, but that wasn’t totally because of the tickling. Being around Asmodeus, as evil as he was, immediately boosted his mood. “Thihis- ihit’s nohot fahahair! Youhuhu suhuhuck!”

“Only for you, Fizz~” Just to be evil, Asmodeus fluttered his fingers on the jester’s hips. FIzz squealed, his arms swinging to try and grab Ozzie’s hands. Oh, that asshole! “SH-SHIHIHIT! AHASMODEHEHEUS! NAHAT THEHERE!” 

Ozzie chuckled, loving the high-pitched cackles from his partner. “But right there is my favorite! C’mon babe, you gotta admit that this is pretty cute.” Fizz groaned through his laughter, thrashing under the sin’s tickly assault. His robotic appendages were no help, merely bouncing off the sin’s feathered skin instead of actually deterring him. 

“NOHO IHIHI”M NAHAT! OHOZZIEHEHEEEE!” Fizz could feel his tail wagging, the tip making a gentle thump against the sheets. At least the rooster wasn’t teasing him about that. “Ooh, Fizzie, your tail’s wagging. Are you enjoying yourself?” Spoke too soon…

Seeing that he was working his partner up a bit too much, he moved away from the imp’s hips, deciding to focus on Fizz’s neck instead. “Alright, alright. I won’t kill you, Fizzie babe.”

“F-fuhuckin’ feehels like ihihit!” Fizz whined, his laughter dying down to squeaky giggles. He turned his head, burying his face in the pillowy mattress. The muffled giggles only made him cuter, in Ozzie’s opinion. He leaned his head down, peppering the jester’s face with light kisses. Fizz scrunched up his shoulders, both loving and hating how the ticklish kisses made him melt. “Bahahahaaaabe!”

Ozzie chuckled, basking in the way his boyfriend reacted to the silly affections. The faces in his hair were smiling wide, portraying his obvious adoration and love. So fucking cute…

It was almost comical, the way the large sin cuddled up to the smaller imp. The love they shared was like no other; based on good communication, mutual respect and pure affection, it was about as healthy as you could get. Sure, they weren’t officially public, but nobody else needed to know about them for it to be wonderful. Especially in the cutesy moments like those.

As much as Fizzarolli loved the attention, he was wearing out. Dealing with the dicks from that morning, combined with the goofy fun, had him pretty drained. “Ohozziehehe! Plehease, noho mohohore!” 

And just like that, it was over. Asmodeus respected boundaries more than any other creature in hell; the moment Fizz wanted him to stop, he would, no questions asked. He did, however, pull the imp against his chest, rubbing small circles into his back to help calm him down. The sin’s voice was soft once again, save for a teasing edge. “Easy, babe. You okay? I didn’t go too far, did I?”

Fizz took a few deep breaths, getting out the last few giggles as he snuggled against his man. “Uhum…no, you’re good. But *damn*, did you have to go for my hips?” Ozzie snorted, nuzzling his head against the imp’s. “You know I did. It’s adorable, how can I not?”

He held Fizz tight, flipping them over so the jester was laying on his chest. It was their favorite way to sleep; Fizz could feel the warmth of his boyfriend, and Ozzie could sleep peacefully, knowing his partner was safe while he was with him. Fizzie grumbled, but didn’t protest the movement. He was tired, and he couldn’t deny that the sin’s chest was rather comfortable.

The covers were pulled over the pair, concealing almost all of Fizz’s body. His concealing hat was removed, placed on its holder for the night. It was nice, affectionate and calm; just the way the pair liked it. They drifted off, the small yet happy smile never leaving the imp’s face.

[cloudysfluffs]

kiss kiss!!!! <33333

~kink/nsfw blogs dni please!!!~

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Hazbin Hotel Men - Take care of you

warning : fluff, hurt/comfort, crying, no use of Y/n, fem reader

Characters : Alastor , Angel Dust, Husk , Sir Pentious, Vox , Valentino

Info : So it is here my first work for the hazbin hotel fandom and I'm very excited. I'm in it again after watching years ago the pilot, the first few episodes of hb and the great/amazing music video adict. So have fun everyone and enjoy it ;)

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Alastor : A smile always graces his lips and even if you're not used to it, he's quite disturbed when his loved one doesn't smile too. They've been through a lot together, but when he walks through the corridors of the hotel from his broadcasting studio and finds his darling sad, even crying, the static goes out of his voice for a moment. He will always worry about his darling, the only one in his dark, twisted heart. ,,Darling, what's wrong...who should I make scream?" he asked, his claw-like fingers resting on your hands, the strange charged static running through you strange yet familiar. Almost judging and somehow tickling. He would listen quietly to what was on his darling's mind and let a soft song play over his wand, the song that had played when he got the letter. Your letter of admiration in such a cruel place as hell the radio demon had marveled at. ,,Or I'll just stay with you mhhh a little show?" he asked, gently wiping the tears from your cheek with his fingers before pulling his sweet tone from the bed and flicking the room into a reddish dance hall. The radio waves turned to a song and he gently guided his darling around the room, brushing away her tears with each turn, reminding her of the things they had together. The time they had together, the things they had done for each other. His special affection, his gratitude and his love that belonged only to her. ,,You know I'm always with you darling, no matter what," he reminded his heart before leaving a gentle kiss on the back of her hand as the music faded.

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Angel Dust : Angel Dust knew best what it meant when it came to money. He had lived it hell he was in that vicious circle and knew what it was like to be exploited for money almost every night. But in all this fire and poison he had found his own drug, so to speak. The one that had helped him when he was down, when he needed a break, when he couldn't sleep after night after night. She had sacrificed herself, Val had practically thrown herself at the throat, had taken it upon herself to become the number two in the business, something "enough" as Valentino called it. But Angel knew better than anyone that something like this didn't just pass you by. Which is why, with a warm tea in his hands, the spider heard the quiet knock on the door before he heard the ,,Come in." He didn't have to look to know that the runny makeup was from tears and other things. ,,Hey princess, come here," he murmured, putting the tea on the side table before slowly putting his hands around her. Never firm enough that she couldn't resist, always calm enough to show her that he didn't want what the others in the store wanted. The words flowed slowly over her lips and even though they both knew there was no point in talking about it, it felt good. It eased the pain and Angel was able to wipe away her tears before he gave her the tea. Because if there was one thing he had learned, it was that a cup of tea could work wonders in a few minutes and make you feel warm and safe. ,,I promise this will all end soon," he murmured, letting his beauty lay her head on his chest and he smiled gently as he saw the trembling of her body lessen with his calm heartbeat. At least they would both have something like hope for a while...a moment of calm and peace in the vicious circle.

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Husk : The clinking of glasses was something that could always be heard at the bar, either when the former overlord was sorting, washing or serving the glasses. The bottles made about the same sound but darker. But something still filled his bar: sniffling and sobbing. The sadness of his favorite, lucky clover, sitting at the bar with his head buried in his hands. He had just blown away to take another order because everyone else was already off to Satan's place. The beating of his wings could be heard as he hurriedly came over to her. He didn't need to look at the sad face, ,,I know you've given everything we all know that" he said and reached for the right drink he knew her favorite order was the one she had brought him back when he was lucky. He handed her the drink and slowly and gently took her hands from her face before she took the drink with a slight look of gratitude. He nodded in acknowledgment as he saw them both just sitting there for a moment, he slowly wrapped his sweat around her waist and pulled her a little closer, placing a wing on her shoulder. Knew the feathers were something she wanted. Because he was right, she let her fingers wander over the pattern. She finally gave in and told him about her yet another failed attempt to get money and power for the hotel, maybe even a few free ones, but nothing had worked. Instead, only the usual cursing and swearing...as the cave was true. Without happiness and kindness. ,,But our happiness and togetherness will last forever," he said and handed her one of his golden dice before the two of them rolled it over the wood of the ceiling. But in fact, when Husk pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek, both dice landed as doubles. They knew that together they had the best luck they could have as a couple.

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Sir Pentiuos : The airship's engine was loud, but the serpent demon was able to distinguish between the sound of an engine, the cracking of eggs and the sobs of its first officers. Turning away from the steering wheel, hoping that a cherry-scented bomb would not be thrown through the windshield, he made his way into the interior of his airship. ,,My beauty? Are you in here?" he asked as he looked into the individual rooms of the ship before he heard her from the craft room, where she was mostly developing her weapons. Weapons that had often led them both to victory, but this time it didn't work out. it was the third time in the last week that they had been caught by the bombs. He saw her sitting on one of the tables with another broken weapon in her hands, a mistake she took to heart. ,,Ohh darling please don't I'm here come here" he whispered and his forked snake tongue wetted her cheek lightly as he pulled her into an embrace. The kiss on her cheek made her smile as she saw that the serpentine demon was a little pink in the cheeks himself. His cuteness that he mostly didn't know about always cheered her up, he would always manage somehow. His snake tail curled around her body and his slightly scaly skin felt warm when she put her fingers on it. He knew his scales soothed her and his words dug into her like the bite of a snake. He slowly put her weapon aside and cuddled her again, encouraging her. ,,Shall I fetch the eggs? A big party, my dear, maybe a party," he suggested with a smile and shortly afterwards he lifted her into his arms before the two of them went to the little ones. The family sat down together and soon instead of crying, laughter and joy could be heard as Sir Pentious stood by their side.

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Vox : Voices can get loud, programs can get loud and with the three Vees it can get very very loud. If not the models, then Val's employees or hookers suffer from this. But this stress for new eriesn, new porn shoots and new clothes became too much for every demon. And when Vox went back to his office/broadcasting station he had, as always, an overishct on everything. A look at everything and everyone, but a look at the one screen he always had closest to him. Just a second later, he showed up in her room using his skills to make the viewers go haywire. They were always surrounded by noise, so he knew how good it was to have silence. ,,Hey button we'll take care of the ratings later...what do you need mhh?" he asked taking her cell phone from the one she was using to monitor the other ratings. He used his hands to pull her towards him, moving her slightly around the room, not necessarily dancing but playfully looking for that spark. ,,Come on, tell dear Vox what it is? Something special you want me to take care of?" he offered a small spark on her body, seeing that she smiled briefly knowing she liked it, that little shock that made her heart beat faster, drove her nerves and dispelled her fear. ,,You know no one can do anything to the four of us, we're different...and hot," he reminded her, laughing with her as his mood brought her back to her proper self. She felt the loaded kiss on her lips briefly but like catching up on a television. Before they moved across the room they shared a drink and she rested her head against his shoulder as they looked across the cave knowing that if they all stayed together she would stay with Vox he would never leave her and everything would work out in the end.

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Valentino : Obscene noises, neon pink signs, and a reclamation board and TV that gave a taste of the videos and movies that would come out if you went to the brothel in the compartment that belonged to Valentino. In this particular business, one thing mattered above all else. Stamina. Stamina if it was going to be a long night with twenty guys, stamina to film it all, stamina to count the money at the end and stamina when you were in hangover. It was exhausting for the employees and for Val, but especially for the assistant. The brothel mother, designer, scriptwriter and partner of the moth demon. It all just became too much at some point, which is why it took the Overlord a moment to realize that crying wasn't what he knew. In a flash of his smoke and the flutter of his wings, he made his way to their shared room. ,,My sweet kitty, what's wrong? No inspiration shall I fetch Angel or our favorite maybe Vox?" he suggested with a grin and took a puff on his cigrette as he approached the bed. Sha, however, that this only made him more depressed and his grin diminished as he extinguished the cigarette in the smoke and came to her, his wings blocking out the bright pink light from everywhere and the two of them a little darkened. Quiet and just the two of them. ,,Too much...I know it's a bit too stimulating sometimes," he mumbled, trying to find the right words, still not the best at taking care of others in his egocentric worldview of sex and money. But for her he would give anything and he could feel how it bothered him not to see her smiling, not shining with inspiration. He held out his hand to her for permission as she slowly cuddled up to him. ,,Here just the two of us just here and no one else just us" he whispered quietly trying not to hold her too tightly but not too loosely as the wings wrapped around them both like a blanket. As they both listened to each other's heartbeats, the sweet smell of Valentino was familiar but reassuringly true. It was just that hold they b oth needed in a place where they knew there was no going back.

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[strawb3rrystar]

Ofc ! That's what I'll req for :3 So, HH and HB boys, (you can pick mowrre, if not, specifically- Alastor, Angel, Sir Pentious, Blitz 'n Fizz and Stolas) With a s/o that's straight up a menace, no specific gender. They're kinda like Karma akabane or Tsukishima Kei? If not familiar with 'em, then they're literally just a BIG tease and salty. Love to rile people up for their enjoyment and amusement, snarky and a slight bully and strong, (has a cute face but is malicious as hell) And ofc the boys aren't safe from the teasing, but it's just light. For example teases Blitz about his height, but in general their s/o have a soft spot ONLY for them which the boys notice. (Bonus point a hard yet gentle dom after x3) Ppl ignore this ask for sum reason 😭 Have a good day or night, MWAH ! -⚰️

Performance affair.

Pairing: Alastor, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, Blitzø, Fizzarolli, Stolas x GN! Reader

Warnings: Some very slight suggestive stuff on Angel, Pentious and Blitz

Word count: 516

✰HH HB

Alastor will be more or less pissed off. He finds your behavior to be quite immature and will constantly remind you that you could drive away guests from the hotel. Not that he actually cares, he just likes to correct your behavior. He won't stand for your attitude and start taking away your privileges. You'll have to beg him pretty hard to get them back.

"It's going to take more than that, my dear."

Angel Dust will definitely tease you back. You want to out sass him? Honey, he's packing nine inches and can take it up the ass like drinking coffee on a Monday morning. That's to say, you won't be winning that anytime soon. He can go on for days if he wants to. He himself, or his persona, also likes to rial people up and is quite snarky. It's just a fun hobby for the two of you at this point.

"Two can play at that game, toots."

Sir Pentious will take your teasing to heart. Not in the sense that he'd get upest over it. More like, if you'd tease him sexually, he'll turn into a stuttering mess. Honestly, if you say anything to this snake, he'll be like puddy in your hands. A someone who comes from a past of tormenting people, he gets where you're coming from. He thinks you can sometimes get a little out of hand, but he gets too nervous to really say anything.

"M-my dear, don't you think that was a little far..?"

Blitzø is a petty ass motherfucker, who hates when people talk shit about him. If you're taller than him and you make fun of his height. He'll shove you to the ground and then tease you for being stronger. If you tease him for his love of horses, he'll tease you right back for something that you really enjoy. All that to say, yall tease each other. It honestly turns into a teasing war between the two of you. Which can also turn into dirty talk, but that's a story for another day...

"Oh, you fucking bitch! Don't you dare insult my horse figures, whore!" - (In a loving way)

Fizzarolli will also tease you back. Though his teasing is more in a loving way. He doesn't particularly like you pissing people off. Because he's a jester and his whole thing is making people happy. But you mostly do it to his creepy fans, so he's actually pretty grateful. He can and he will tickle you if you say some out of line shit.

"Woah, babe, I love you, but calm the fuck down."

Stolas doesn't react much to your behavior. He doesn't take your teasing to heart much and will usually laugh it off. He's constantly blaming your behavior on you having a bad day to other people. Since you can't seem to understand what a public image is. Either way, he still loves you and will sometimes tease you back. Just to a way less intense degree.

"I am so sorry. My darling is just having an off day, is all."

Star's notes -> Decided to pull out the old formatting for this one! Also this is a very lovely request anon, people are mean for ignoring it >:{

(Thank you, sweet ⚰️-anon, for requesting!) (Requests are open!)

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[cacaocheri]

I NEEDA KNOW what do you use to make art?

OOHHH man anon you're about to learn just inconsistent i am as an artist because i switch back and forth between programs like a madman.

the main three programs i use are magma, procreate, and clip studio paint.

^^^ these were all drawn in magma. i really like using the default soft brush. tbh ive been using this program a looottt more recently like idk something about it just works for my brain. but yeah for whatever reason i always make my lineart purple when i use it??? so if my art is ever Extra Purple, that's how you know it was drawn in magma

^^^ THESE were all drawn in procrate. tbh most of my dca comics were done in procreate (I have only recently started using clip studio paint again). i really really like the texture of the HB pencil brush... smth about it tickles the brain

^^^and then THEEESE were all drawn in clip studio! as you can see a lot of my most recent posts have been in clip studio. i use it when im making a serious piece of art or a comic that's a bit longer than a couple panels

out of all of them, i'd say clip studio is my favorite program to use. but yeah!!! go experiment and have fun <333

[qhoaaaa]

That HBS audio where Milo and Sweetheart are coming back home from vacation has me thinking,,,

MDNI 18+ NSFWW

( @annahxredaxted

heres the tag you wanted 😈🫡 )

Bet that unlocked some kinda light tickle kink for Sweetheart (and maybe Milo too idk)

Like imagine where Milo is touching up on Sweetheart, next thing you know, he's got them in his lap (cockwarming him) with his fingers lightly brushing and tickling against their sides, which makes them squirm and thrust unintentionally into him

He's just nipping at their neck, groaning and saying that they can stay still and handle a little bit of tickling

Man is relishing at their gasps, strained moans, and how they flush against his chest

"Oh, I know my Sweetheart can handle a bit of tickling, can't they?"

Yeah this man tortures them

Bonus if they mix a bit of bondage and that blindfold 🏃🏽‍♂️🏃🏽‍♂️🏃🏽‍♂️

Sweetheart's arms tied behind their back, ropes delicately wrapped around their body (yeah he's salivating), legs tied to the chair

Maybe Milo goes the extra mile to buy a few toys 👀

Uses a feather toy to fluff at their exposed skin, especially at the neck because they jerk their head up or to the side, just giving him more room to play

If they whimper, he praises that and kisses them deeply

He hates when they don't make noise though, if that happens (very rarely), he asks if they're okay and if they want to stop

Milo stares so intently if Sweetheart has the ropes around their crotch, like:

If they've got a cock, the ropes are around the skin with their balls gently squeezing out between the ropes

If they're got a vulva/vagina, the ropes practically make it bulge out thicker

If they've got a tdick, the ropes still squeeze around their skin but their tdick getting erect and wet just takes the cake

Either way that man is going to f e a s t .

They can't see him but they feel his fingers either:

Cock - graze against the shaft up to the tip, then do the same on the underside, just to see them shiver, before Sweetheart whimpers a little, "Please..." and Milo, being the gentleman he is, asks for them to open their sweet mouth so he can wet his fingers to jerk them off together, eventually frotting and making out until they cum together, cocks sharing each other's cum

Vulva/vagina - trace the outline of it, before pulling away so they can ask for more, and when they ask, he presses a few fingers in and a thumb to rub their clit ever so gently, when he removes his hand, they hear him shuffling and moan loud when he has his mouth taking the entirety of them, long and slow licks up to the clit that are definitely worth the wait, he definitely encourages them to grind against his mouth if they can strain against the ropes

Tdick - they shakily huff when Milo's pointer and thumb fingers rub on their dick's sensitive sides, lightly squeezing, nearly making them close their legs in pleasure, he stops that by placing a knee in between their legs and hovers over their lap, using his other leg to stabilize himself, removes the blindfold and makes out with them while rubbing his knee on their dick, ends with a devious smirk from him when they cum on his knee and it's all wet

[trashcanfanfics]

Hiya! Can I jump around fandoms? What if Alastor and BJ (musical and cartoon) had an s/o that’s SUPER insecure about their smile (trufax: I’m projecting, I was in a very serious accident as a kid and it very seriously and visibly fucked up my jaw and teeth permanently) and constantly wears masks (got a ton so it’s easy to match any outfit) so they’ve literally never even seen the lower half of their s/o’s face. Love ya’ work! Thanks in advance if this tickles your writer’s bone!

I'm currently on hiatus with HH and HB, and I did a similar ask for alastor already, but I'll do this one for beej!!

Musicjuice:

*Literally so in your face it's not even funny

*Pesters you about it constantly

*"Man, your laugh sounds so sexy, bet I could hear it better without the mask"

*Will beg to see your face

*Literally on his knees pleading

*Is upset that it hinders kissing, wants to stick his tongue in your mouth

*Tries every trick in the book to get a peek

*If he ever does see the lower half of your face, he'll just be so confused

*Like, have you seen him?? He's so gross and covered in muck

*Literally thinks you're so cute with how different you look

*Might make a joke about how into it he is

Toonjuice:

*Doesn't even question it tbh

*Would get you cool masks/face coverings he thinks would look nice on you

*Just assumes this is your style or culture or something

*He does get curious though and asks about it occasionally

*Would only push it if he noticed your hesitancy

*Would be worried that it was something really, really bad

*If he ever does see you without a mask, he's not even going to notice anything wrong

*Just gives you a big ol' smooch and smiles with his crooked overbite

[cheapsweets]

The garrulous Slagzogg

My response to this week’s BestiaryPosting challenge from @maniculum

A little rough this week, but wanted to get it out there (perfect is the enemy of good :p).

Jinhao shark fountain pen with fine, hooded nib, with Monteverde Raven Noir ink, over initial 5.6mm HB pencil sketch.

Process and resoning notes below the cut...

"The Slagzogg marks the watches of the night by its constant cry. No other creature picks up the scent of man as it does.  There are two kinds of Slagzoggs, domestic and wild. Wild Slagzoggs fly high, in a an orderly fashion, signifying those who, far away from earthly things, preserve a rule of virtuous conduct. Domestic Slagzoggs live together in villages, they cackle together all the time and rend each other with their beaks; they signify those who, although they like conventual life, nevertheless find time to gossip and slander. All wild Slagzoggs are grey in colour; I have not seen any that were of mixed colour or white. But among domestic Slagzoggs, there are not only grey but variegated and white ones. Wild Slagzoggs are the colour of ashes, that is to say, those who keep apart from this world wear the modest garb of penitence."

Okay, we know they fly. We know they have beaks. Hence, it's pretty obvious what kind of creature this is...

A pterosaur! Er... Well, there's no mention of feathers (which is probably reasonable...), perhaps I'm just tickled by the thought of medieval domesticated pterosaurs? I probably spent way too much time trying to draw a wattle fence, too. We have a farmer feeding her flock of domesticated miniature azhdarchid pterosaurs, while a few wild slagzoggs fly high overhead, looking down on their cousins below.

I went with azhdarchid pterosaurs since I felt that would be more visually distictive, and fit better in the picture given their more upright and distinctive method of locomotion on the ground. I also love the idea of a slagzogg 'village' cackling (like the one spreading its wings on top of the fence), clacking beaks, preening themselves, and generally making noise!

We also know that 'no other creature picks up the scent of man' as well as the slagzogg... We do know at this point that the bestiary authors love their superlatives almost as much as Pokedex descriptions, but we have no reason to doubt it. So, looking at modern archosaurs with a great sense of smell... Apparently, crocodiles actually have a fairly good sense of smell, but we're looking at birds to work out how best to represent this in a creature with a beak. Now kiwis have nostrils at the end of the beak, vultures also have a great sense of smell (though they completely slipped my mind until I was most of the way through), which left me with petrels... Petrels are diving seabirds with a distinctive 'tubenose' (their nostrils form a tubular nasal passage atop the beak), and use their sense of smell to detect prey (and their colonies) at sea. It's definitely a distinctive look!

What do they use their great sense of smell for (apart from identifying their keepers, one assumes)? Maybe these are truffle hunting pterosaurs? ;)

Actually, my first thought on reading the description was the dog vultures from the Judge Dredd comics (unfortunately I can't find any pictures online), until I re-read the description and noticed the reference to beaks!

This all raises an interesting question about how I (we? I don't want to assume too much) approach these challenges.

I feel like most of the time, I'm trying very hard to approach the prompts with a completely open mind; in many ways, a lot of the fun of these challenges is seeing what designs we come up with compared to the bestiary illustrators, given the same prompts.

Occasionally I'll have a pretty good idea what the creature is meant to be, in which case I will sometimes exercise a form of 'malicious compliance' where I'm either sticking as closely as possible to the description, or more rarely pursuing a parallel direction that I know is not the 'correct' one, in order to avoid drawing anything too close to the animal I believe the prompt is referencing.

Most rarely, I just have a cool idea from the prompt (like the Blisheag) and head off in that direction instead.

Guess which one this is :D

So what I'm also learning here is that I need more practice drawing humans, and drawing pterosaurs!

As an aside, this week I discovered this site;

It's basically a giant repository of links to various images and sites relating to medieval life and culture (so for example, I looked up the links for straw hats to get some medieval straw hat references this week...). There's so many links in here that some of them will inevitably have moved or expired, but it's potentially a really good source of references! I was able to find this image (partway through drafting the drawing) that I ended up taking heavy influence from;

[fatass-angel-adam]

PSA:

Getting some new folks I think?? SO let's go over some stuff I gotta kinda re-add to the blog XD

I'm J!MMY and I run the blog and scribble the shit. I'm a 30+ mentally ill queer dude with scoliosis so like...I barely function obviously lmao. My pronouns are strictly he/him/his only (though they/them/theirs is acceptable if you were unaware and needed a default!) and I like alcohol and cats. Yes you can just call me Adam if it's easier lol

Speaking of alcohol I actually am an alcoholic of the sorts IRL and I WILL party frequently with alcohol, weed, and other substance abuses so probably don't follow if you have a problem with those things :U I'LL AT LEAST TRY TO TAG AND SHIT!! No I don't want help either so don't preach at me that is neither here nor there when it comes to running the blog

The blog is highly NSFW and kink friendly! There are obviously some "kinks" that are excluded for equally obvious reasons but overall most are welcome and I don't judge! Fav kinks to draw/RP include various BDSM, spanking, tickling, and stuffing/inflation/etc.

OBVIOUSLY MINORS DNI!! Neither mun nor muse!!!

We're only semi-serious here okay?? In fact we're pretty fuckin unhinged half the time so LET'S JUST GET THAT OUTTA THE WAY-

I post OOC too much a lot but you can shut me up with the "shut up j!mmy" tag. Also I post all sorts of crazy pics of myself and 95% of the time I'm not wearing a shirt so deal with it

You can send RPs OR asks and horny anons are ALWAYS welcome lmao

Ships I'm into are Adam/Lucifer (my main verse being with my IRL partner @dreamerlucifer but like it's open lol), Adam/Lute, Adam/Mammon, and Adam/Adam but I'm really down to ship with whoever as long as we have chemistry!

OC, doubles, and whatever else friendly! As long as you're cool and you and your muse are both of age then I'm down!

Me, Lucifer, and my little circle of Cool People hang out in our little HH/HB based (I use that very loosely btw lmao) Discord server so feel free to join in if you're 18+! Make sure to tell your age as soon as you join so we can process getting you in there though okay lol

UUUUUUHHHHHH...??? I dunno there's probably more I'll update whenever lmao

[hyunsvngs]

I'm also still riding high on OT8 Hot Bitch Summer. I'm not a fan of angst, esp when relationships open up. Thank you for writing this as such a fun and natural development amongst them. The communication between her and Minho tickled someone inside me that I love

THANK U SO MUCH…. me and billy r both in relationships where our bfs let us kiss other ppl (not fuck) bc we all find kissing such a lovely form of affection. hbs came out of our deepest darkest desires one day and i’m so happy everyone loves what it’s evolved into <3

♡ juno

[gaybananabread]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Perfection is Relative ˖ ݁݁ 𖥔.

~Soooo I’m in my rewatch-comfort-shows era, and Helluva Boss is next. I can’t wait for the newest episode, so I’m trying to get the insanity out with this. For anyone who happens to read this, I hope you Enjoy!~

Lee: Moxxie

Ler: Millie

Summary: Moxxie is second-guessing himself and stressing out about his appearance. Millie notices and decides to lovingly remind her husband what the word “perfect” truly means in this life.

Warnings: spoilers for Helluva Boss and fluffy couple romance (few kisses)! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

Moxxie had always had confidence issues. Be it moral dilemmas, other’s perceptions or just general life itself, he would second-guess himself and shy away. However, there was one thing he could always trust himself to nail: his presentations.

Whenever Blitz had a performance-based job, Moxxie put his best hoof forward and found a rare spark of assurance and self-confidence. His outfits were on point, any makeup was flawless, and he got into the metaphorical zone. Nobody could ruin that for him, or so he thought.

At the summer camp, Moxxie had spent a good few hours designing his persona and the look of it. He was actually pretty proud of it. That was, until those teenage girls and everyone else at the camp insulted his appearance and disregarded his existence.

Millie and him had already discussed how it made him feel, and while he was incredibly happy for and proud of his wife, he couldn’t get those thoughts out of his head. It bled into his everyday planning, making him critique every little detail about himself. Like that morning, where he’d spent half an hour adjusting his bowtie position.

“Maybe a bit lower to point the focus…” Moxxie mumbled to himself, loosening his bowtie once again. He’d left the bedroom door open, too focused on the mirror to notice. He didn’t even notice as his wife peeked in, nor he did he catch her small, knowing sigh.

“Honey…what’re you doing?” Millie came up behind him, resting her hands on his waist. She’d noticed his extra self-consciousness lately, but she hoped it was something he’d work out. It was apparently deeper than that, though, so she was at the ready with support and a - hopefully - helpful conversation.

“Adjusting my bow. It’s not really symmetrical, and I want it to send a certain message about me.” His words were a bit rushed, giving his wife a peek into the swirling storm of his mind. She wasn’t happy with what she saw.

“You really don’t need to worry, Mox. You look amazin’ already.” Millie gently grabbed his chin, turned him and kissed him. He sighed at the affection, pulling away after a second. Moxxie felt bad about kissing her; he wasn’t good enough yet. Millie deserved the world, and he couldn’t help but feel inadequate.

“If you say so, Mills. Just let me fix up a few more things.” Moxxie tugged at his collar, adjusting the bow and tugging his hair into place.

Now, Millie could’ve just left her husband to finish getting ready. However, doing so would’ve meant letting him think he needed any of the extra glitz and ritz he was putting forth. He was handsome and wonderful enough as-is; she was determined to get that through to him.

With a suppressed smirk, the female imp grabbed his chin once again, her tail snaking around his waist. Moxxie was oblivious to her true plot, just suspecting she wanted attention. “Millie, just gimme one seco- EEP!”

He cut himself off with a squeak as Millie’s claws skittered across his neck. Down below, the pointy tip of her tail was dragging along his side. The smirk was no longer suppressed, her adorable tooth gap showing in the playful grin.

“Mihihillie! Whahat are youhu dohohohoing?!” Moxxie squirmed and wriggled, trying to slip away from his wife. Millie wrapped her free arm around his waist, securing him while adding more wiggling fingers to his stomach.

“Gettin’ you outta your head, Mox. You got too much judgmental crud about yourself up there.” Millie placed a fluttery kiss behind his ear, making him squeak once again. Her fingers were still going at it, dragging the pointed claws along his belly and neck while her tail teased his side.

Moxxie instinctively folded like a lawn chair, his giggles squeaky and scratchy. His wife’s arm was the only thing keeping him from dropping to the floor.

“Mihihills! I cahahan’t- KYAAhahaha!” The sharpshooter kicked his hooves, each impact making a small clack against their wooden floor. Millie couldn’t help but coo at this.

“Aww, there we go, sugar~” She purred, chuckling against the warm skin of his neck. His careful bowtie placement was all messy now, skewed and crooked from Millie’s evil affection. She was hoping to get him all nice and messy before she stopped. He needed to see how amazing he was at his least dolled-up.

While his giggles were certainly music to her ears, she was looking for something with a bit more gusto. Millie wanted to really make him laugh.

Quickly spinning her husband around, she pushed him down onto their bed and grabbed his thighs. Moxxie’s eyes went as wide as saucers, but before he could say a word, her claws were wiggling into his sensitive skin.

“NAHAHAHO! MIHIHILIHIE PLEHEHEASE!” Moxxie’s precious giggles quickly rocketed up to loud, screeching cackles as Millie targeted his worst spot. He thrashed on the bed, ruining his hair and untucking his shirt in the process. She was quick to take advantage of that, slipping her tail underneath the fabric to tease his stomach once again.

“O-OHOHO MY SAHAHATAN!” Small tears of mirth gathered in the corners of his eyes, his cheeks stained a deeper, purple-ish red. The blush was adorable to Millie, though his tears showed she had gone far enough. She stilled her fingers, kissing his smiling lips.

“Ihihihi… oho cruhuhums…” Moxxie took a few deep, giggly breaths as he tried to regain his composure. That attack had come out of nowhere, but he didn’t exactly hate it. “Whahat was thahat for?”

“I already told ya, hon. You’re bein’ too hard on yourself.” Millie rolled off him, lying down beside her husband. He sighed, shaking his head.

“I juhust…I dunno, Millie. It’s just not enough. I need to be perfect.” She brushed a bit of his unruly hair back in place, humming. “I think you look pretty damn perfect right now, Mox. You’re only perfect when you’re you.”

Moxxie felt himself tear up at that. Millie was just…so herself. He thought she was perfect, so…maybe she was right. Leaning forward, he kissed her lovingly, his tail wrapping around hers.

Millie smiled into the soft embrace, cupping his face with one hand as the other held him close. He was so adorable just then: rosy cheeks, loving eyes, messy hair and love-drunk eyes. She could gaze at him for eternity and never tire of his most natural beauty.

“Uhum…what were we getting ready for again?” Moxxie asked as he pulled away, finally remembering that they had planned on going somewhere. It did kind of spoil the moment, but he genuinely couldn't remember.

“Well, I think…Blitz called us in? Somethin’ about a pop-up client.” Millie sighed, knowing that their boss was probably ready to kill them for not being there yet. She didn't regret a damn thing, of course; Moxxie was more important than work.

“Shit…you wanna get ready together?” Moxxie shrugged, offering the small moment. Millie looked him over one last time, taking in her perfectly amazing mess of a husband before nodding.

“Sounds good, Mox. But no spendin’ forever on silly things, got it?” She booped his nose for emphasis, wiggling a few sneaky fingers on his side. Moxxie giggled and jerked away, playfully glaring at her.

“Gohot it,” he agreed, sticking his tongue out with a smirk. Millie rolled her eyes before hopping off the bed as well, joining him by the mirror.

Moxxie looked into the reflective glass, seeing himself in near complete disarray. But, with Millie’s smiling figure by his side, loving every bit of him unconditionally, he couldn't help but like what he saw just that much more.

[lilacartsmadsion]

That comic made me think of smth

-The Ancients Facing Dark Enchantress Army-

PV: Theres too many of them!

HB: Dont worry! I got this!

HB: Hey Cacao, go berserk for me will ya?

DCA: What!? Absolutely Not!

GC: -just walks over to him and grabs a feather and begins tickling him-

DCA: GHAAHAHA- NO STOP- STOP-

GC: -keeps tickling him-

DCA: STOP IT! I SAID ENOUGH!

one very painful transformation later

HB: Well That Works.

BD: ENRAGED ROARING

PV: YES HOLLYBERRY, I THINK ITS JUST GOING TO ATTACK US NOW

HB: Hey, Do You think you could decimate her army for me?

BD: nodding

BD *casually screeches and decintergrates the cake monster army that they are currently fighting*

PV, GC And HB: gobsmacked

HB: Well, Atleast Thats Settled!

GC: And Now that the opposing threat is gone and it now sees us as a threat, whats your big plan now?

BD: angered snarling

HB: run.

Yep

[mystikoorime]

Mysti, honey, babey, boo, I’m reading Home for the millionth time & experiencing the feels like it’s my first time. You got me blushing ‘n shit. I adore this universe so much and this time I need to highlight our unsung hero: Haru. The fact that HE’s the <indirect> reason they ended up in the other reality tickles me ;pink;. I remember people speculating he was the lizard demon at first but I refused to believe it. He’s a certified <babe> and sugary sweet cinnamon roll that only has the best intentions for Hiei and Botan. I’m v. happy you included him as much as you did because he is a <snack>. Aside from that adorable stud of a man, Botan and Hiei’s development was -perfection- You have a masterful way writing those 2. Kudos to you, snatching our wigs; taking our breaths away and making us fall in love!  All hail the Queen of HB!  👑

Ahhh, thank you, Home was one of my favorites to write and share with the fandom.

I remember when readers thought Haru was the lizard demon, too, and it cracked me up. I’m glad you liked the role he played in this fic… I thought it was a fun way to introduce him, as well as explain his absence from the normal reality up until that point.

Appreciate all the love!

[baby-blues-and-pastel-hues]

BET

Y/N and Deimos's parents are rival monarchs who were once close allies. Deimos and Y/N met by chance and fell in love and they're trying to convince their parents to let them arrange a marriage to reunite the kingdoms. Their parents aren't really supportive of it but Y/N and Deimos are pretty sure they're gonna do it anyway.

Deimos gets a call from Y/N in the middle of the night.

Deimos and Y/N are best friends. They go on vacation together and all the reservations are under Deimos's name. As a result, people keep assuming that Deimos and Y/N are married and keep calling Y/N 'Mr/Mrs Deimos's last name'. Bonus if Deimos and Y/N go along with it cause 'well we might as well be married'.

Y/N falls asleep in Deimos's lap and Deimos has a conversation with someone else while stroking Y/N's hair as if they were a sleeping cat.

Y/N staring admiringly at Deimos from across the room. A friend whispers into Y/N's ear: 'Why are you so thirsty?'

Y/N burns their tongue on something hot, Deimos kisses it better.

Deimos walking into Y/N's room only to find they have fallen asleep on the floor in a funny pose.

Deimos leaning in to kiss Y/N, who becomes flustered and quickly covers Deimos's mouth with their hand. Bonus: Deimos then licks the palm of Y/N's hand.

Deimos and Y/N as Pokemon you put in the daycare.

Deimos and Y/N having a tickle fight until they're breathless.

Deimos and Y/N staying in a small town for vacation and exploring the little shops and cute restaurants.

Y/N and Deimos are about to kiss when instead they accidentally hit foreheads really hard and have matching bruises.

Deimos and Y/N go on a camping trip. Deimos forgets to bring a sleeping bag, so they have to squeeze into Y/N's sleeping bag with them.

Y/N and Deimos having a snowball fight.

Y/N falling asleep in Deimos's lap. Deimos holds Y/N close and doesn't move from their spot for hours.

Deimos fist bumping Y/N.

Y/N collapsing into Deimos's waiting arms.

Y/N: What am I supposed to do while you're gone Deimos: ... What do you usually do when I'm gone Y/N: Wait for you to come back

Deimos and Y/N having to use super glue for a project. Somehow, Deimos's hand gets stuck to Y/N's. Shenanigans ensue.

Y/N has just spent the night at Deimos's place, after having a cute sleepover. For one reason or another, Y/N's clothes get ruined, and the only thing they have to wear is a cute, yet ridiculous onesie, and they have to take the train home. Y/N is mortified and upset at the thought of that public embarassment. Despite Y/N's complaints, Deimos accompanies them on the train in their own pajamas. They cuddle together the whole ride, ignoring the staring eyes.

Deimos: guess what Y/N: what Deimos: i love you Y/N: O:

Deimos making a goofy face until Y/N notices and laughs.

Y/N letting Deimos warm their cold hainds under their shirt.

Y/N is a succubus/incubus who is extremely bad at their job and asks Deimos, a human, to teach them how to seduce people.

Deimos and Y/N pressing their faces together sleepily, not even kissing, just resting their foreheads together, noses brushing, breathing each other in.

Y/N and Deimos wearing matching Halloween costumes or ugly Christmas sweaters. Or any matching outfits.

Y/N falling asleep in Deimos's car while Deimos's driving, Deimos trying to avoid the holes in the road so they sleep fine.

Deimos writing Y/N name in a heart/under a love umbrella in their notebook together with their own name.

Deimos having to help Y/N undress after an injury.

HB NOW???? - CO

AWAAAA

[almond-moons-blog]

Welcome to my blog

Hello! I'm a 15 year old aroace demigirl. I have autism, Anxiety and ADHD. Long story short, I'm a fucking trash fire. This is a SFW only tickle blog, I do post non tickle content sometimes though.

Fandoms I'm in:

FNAF

Stranger things

K-12

Helluva boss

Hazbin hotel

The owl house

SVTFOE

Anphibia

Gravity falls

The promised neverland

Wednesday

Mean girls

Bee and puppy cat

Mha

SpyXfamily

Beetle and the hollowbones

Harry potter

Nimona

Wolfwalkers

Basic things about me:

Irl name: Paige

Age: 15

Gender: demigirl (she/they)

Favorite colors: mint, black, and purple

Sexualality: aroace

Favorite animal: 🦉

Favorite food: Jambalaya

Favorite sweet: chocolate covered strawberries

Favorite HH Characters: alastor, rosie, lucifer, angel dust

Favorite HB Character: stolas, Ozzie, fizz

Favorite holiday: Halloween

Pets: one cat

Favorite tickle stop: stomach

Lee or ler?: lee leaning switch

Anyway, I hope you enjoy your time here on my territory my little owlets 💜🖤💙

[moxfirefly]

For NSFW alphabet how about A I X W D for Abe Sapien and Hellboy? I think they need more lovin' on this page lol

Agreed! They do so let’s see!

👹Hellboy🔥

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Big ol’ cuddle bug this guy, he’s all about making sure you’re good and whatever you may need he’s more than ready to go and get it. He’ll clean you up, kneed any soreness. Expect being little spoon’d like there’s no tomorrow but there are plenty of times he’ll want you to jet pack him.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Bit of both? More so on the romantic side, loves the slow love making, that extra heated and methodical pace where he makes you forget whatever worry you might have. But he’s also about those hard thrusts, hard and slow if you will. Loooooooves kissing throughout it all, make out as much as you want, enjoy this big red guy kissing every spot he can find.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Thick thick thick, pace yourself with him. He’s big too but nothing that can’t be handled with some lube and patience. Around 8inch I would say. There’s a few good pieces of art that depict what I have in mind better.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Really enjoys phone sex. With his job it’s sometimes a little hard to find time to be with his s/o, so you gotta get creative to keep things nice and spicy. HB knows his voice is plus with you, loves telling you some pretty filthy stuff.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

There was this one agent that got transferred to the bureau and it was the first time he saw a guy that really left him wide eyed and all heart palpitations. He never really spoke to him much but every time he caught wind of him his mind would wander to some pretty dirty thoughts. He wondered what it would be like to kiss him, feel his hard body against his very own. How a gruff manly voice would sound submitting to his every touch and kiss.

📚Abe Sapien💧

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Big on spooning, loves to pillow talk, very inquisitive of the events. Anything he can do different? Tell him. Anything you want him to try out next time? Ask him. Very on top of clean up and making sure your comfortable.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Romantic and tastefully teasing. Abe isn’t really about roughness but if you need a harder touch he will provide so long as it’s within common sense. This mofo is gonna make love to you so you’re in for passion, praise and patience.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Good size, nothing you can’t handle, about 6 and a half. But his junk is way less human looking, it’s a dick but the heads different, think of like a cod piece? The surprise is hidden inside and then bam it’s out.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Boy is a damn sub and a half. You own his ass lmao. You can top him from the bottom and he loves that shit so much. He loves being at his knees for your every wish and desire. Praise him and watch his thrust stutter. Tell him how good he makes you fee and watch him lose himself in those words.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Lad is quite the reader so he has quite the collection of smutty romance novels of all sort. Yes even monster/human ones, he’s tickled by those. They can be absurd reads mostly for fun but there’s been quite a few that have left him in quite the physical state.

Raunchy poetry though?

Boy can recite you some raunchy af poems. From very subtle ones to straight forward ones.