#hehehehe isn’t she so pretty

[petyou]

[angelsforthenight]

arcane women nsfw headcanons

(vi, caitlyn, sevika, ambessa)

cw: 18+, overstimulation, brief mention of bdsm, choking, spit, i talk about both topping and bottoming with each characters.

vi:

when topping: eats it for her own pleasure: meaning she can have her face buried in between your thighs for hours and hours on end, pushing you back down onto the bed whenever you’d try lift yourself up and get away from the onslaught of overwhelming pleasure. service top when she’s in a good mood, sure — she’d be obsessed with your sounds, the way your walls would flutter around her. it would be making love rather than sex: sweet and tender. but when she isn’t in a good mood? she’d be selfish and greedy. more focused on her own pleasure than yours. her stroke game would be Crazy… ?!?? fast and rough as fuck. like let us breathe, damn!

when bottoming: a shameless MOANER!!! vocal as fuck obviously. she drools, whining in frustration when she doesn’t get what she wants. loves to arch her back. she’d have sensitive ass nipple piercings that would drive her insane if you touched them, crying out if you’d flick your tongue against them. pants like a bitch and breathlessly begs to cum hehehehe

caitlyn:

when topping: would treat you as if you were a fucking science experiment, meaning she’d explore what would stimulate you the most and push you to extreme lengths to see what would truly break you. murmuring ‘ah…’s and humming to herself in fascination when she clocks your reactions, what would make you squirm and twitch like crazy. she’d be pretty cruel, not giving a fuck if you’d start crying. a little ‘poor baby’ would suffice. a freakaleek…. bdsm would go WILDDDD with her, and you wouldn’t expect it too; the way she carries herself so humbly in public.

when bottoming: heavy breather until you’re, like, three rounds in… that’s when the whining and the drawled moans and whimpers start to come out full throttle. power bottom, would communicate if she wanted you to keep doing what you’re doing. “just like that, don’t stop…” would lace her fingers through your hair if you were eating her out, gripping it tightly if the pleasure was truly messing her uppppp! not only your hair, her hands would find purchase in anything to hold on to if you were fucking her good, good.

sevika:

when topping: ohhh this bitch likes to taunt… i mean, taunt taunt you. she’s so teasing, laughing at the helpless look on your face. she’d force you to look up at her, make eye contact as she’s fucking you senseless. would play coy when she’d stop just as you were on the brink of releasing, “oh? is something wrong?” would gently yet patronisingly shush you if you started to cry. oh my fucking god and the smearing??? she would spit on your already weeping pussy and spread it with her fingers, mixing it with your arousal. shit, she’d make you suck her fingers before smearing it all over your face, especially if your face was already wet with tears. she’d love squishing your face, giving it a playful shake whilst knowing you were on the brink of passing out. PET NAMES!!!! bunny, baby, princess, sweetheart would not fail to leave her lips. good at hiding how pathetic she really is, except when she’s eating the fuck out of your pussy, being so driven by your sounds and the way you taste that she’d cum without even being touched.

when bottoming: professional hip buckler. so fucking stupid. you’d see a completely different side to the sevika she usually presents herself as, being a needy and whining mess instead: eyes rolling to the back of her head. loves being overstimulated, babbling words like ‘yesyesyes’ that slur together. if you’d choke her, you’d be able to visibly see her brain kick down a few gears; the foggy eyes, arched eyebrows and slack jaw combo would be sososo cute :(( would nod along like a bobble-head to anything you’d tell or ask her to do, with her lil puppy eyes too. maybe a little bit of a masochist,,,,, shhhhhh

ambessa:

when topping: oh ambessa would know how to FUCK. it would be so easy for her to find your sweet spots, and she’d be vigilant like a hawk about it. she’d hit your g-spot consistently, her movements precise and efficient. she’d enjoy your shyness, your struggle with looking at her in the eye: finding it adorable. would talk you through your orgasm. sweet voice whispering praises in your ear as you teetered on the edge of a searing climax. your waist would be her favourite thing to hold on to, especially if she’s giving you back-shots. her lips would be rested in a satisfied smile throughout the entire thing.

when bottoming: hmmmmm i feel like bottoming would kind of be an extension to her topping, meaning she wouldn’t be a bottom 😭 ambessa is such a dominant, powerful character that it’s quite hard to imagine her as submissive. so she’d just let you pleasure her once in a while, praising you as you’d lap up her juices like a dog, fuelling you to do more. her moans would come from her throat, face falling a little if it felt a little too good.

a/n: fofmfhskejfnsjwjdnnwjw something small whilst i cook up a long abby fic. (i miss writing long story fics🙁) lmk ur nsfw headcanons ab these characters >3<

[rafecameronssl4t]

Golf day || Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Summary: INSPIRED BY THIS TIKTOK

Warnings: pure fluff hehehehe

Word count: 497

A/n: if anyone has any tiktoks that they want me to turn into a Rafe fic, send them thru pls!!!! I love finding random vids on my fyp that are so Rafe coded. ALSO BEGGING FOR MORE DAD!RAFE REQUESTSS

MASTERLIST (dad!rafe au masterlist)

divider by @h-aewo

“Do you think she’ll enjoy it?” Rafe questions, turning his head to you, his eyes lingering on Mabel, comfortably nestled on your lap. He looks genuinely concerned, his brow furrowed with worry.

“You know she loves watching you do anything,” you reply with a reassuring chuckle, trying to soothe his anxiety. As you adjust the tiny hat on your daughter’s head, you can’t help but smile at her innocent excitement.

It was Mabel’s first time at the golf course, and Rafe had been on edge all morning. He’d peppered you with questions like, “Don’t you think it will be too hot?” and “What if she gets bored?” His nervousness was palpable, a stark contrast to his usual composed demeanor.

You had spent the morning reassuring him, reminding him repeatedly that Mabel would be perfectly fine. You knew she would be thrilled just to watch her dad play golf, her eyes following his every move with awe and admiration.

“Do you think she’ll like this spot?” Rafe asks as the golf cart comes to a gentle stop under the shade of a large oak tree. “Babe, you’re the one playing,” you giggle, enjoying his overprotectiveness. Rafe laughs softly, his eyes crinkling with amusement. “Mabel, do you like it here?” he asks, his voice tender as he tickles her chin. Mabel responds with a delightful giggle that melts your heart.

You adjust Mabel on your lap so she’s facing Rafe, her wide, curious eyes tracking his every move as he unloads his golf clubs. The sun casts a warm glow over the course, and you can’t help but admire how handsome Rafe looks in his golf gear. “Doesn’t Daddy look so handsome, Bels?” you murmur to Mabel, pressing light kisses on her rosy cheeks. She giggles uncontrollably and tickling sensation.

Rafe turns at the sound of her infectious giggles, a broad smile lighting up his face. “You girls doing alright?” he calls out, his eyes sparkling with joy. You chuckle, giving him a thumbs-up and lifting Mabel’s tiny hand to wave at him.

Remembering that Rose wanted a video of Mabel’s first time at the golf course, you quickly pull out your phone and aim the camera at Mabel’s expressive face. She’s watching Rafe intently, her anticipation palpable.

As Rafe lines up his shot, you can see the concentration etched on his face. The moment the club makes contact with the golf ball, sending it soaring through the air, Mabel flinches in surprise. You can’t help but laugh, immediately clamping your hand over your mouth, feeling a bit guilty for laughing at her reaction.

Rafe shields his eyes with his hand, squinting into the distance to see where the ball landed. Satisfied with his shot, he turns back and walks towards you and Mabel, a broad smile lighting up his face. “Daddy’s pretty good, isn’t he?” Rafe chuckles as he reaches you, gently lifting Mabel from under her armpits and pressing a loving kiss on her round cheek.

You quickly snap a photo of the sweet moment. Their joy is infectious, and you can’t help but chuckle as you send the video and picture to Rose. Mabel’s earlier reaction to the sound of Rafe hitting the ball plays in your mind, making you smile.

Rafe notices your amusement. “What’s so funny?” he asks, his curiosity piqued as he sees you smiling at your phone. You glance up, grinning, and show him the video of Mabel’s startled reaction to his golf swing.

“Aww, I’m sorry, babygirl,” Rafe says with a laugh, his eyes softening as he watches the video. “I’ll let you know when I’m going to hit the ball next time.” Mabel, already captivated by her dad’s presence, giggles and reaches out to touch his face, her earlier surprise forgotten.

Rafe’s heart melts as he cradles Mabel in his arms, swaying gently. “You’re my good luck charm, you know that?” he murmurs, his voice filled with love. Mabel coos in response, her tiny hands grasping at Rafe’s shirt.

[kitten4sannie]

Thots on pussy slapping? 👉🏻👈🏻

my hard hours are technically closed but i’ll make an exception for you dear anonnie bc the topic at hand is so yummy like im actually so weak for this ughhhh and since this isn’t member specific i’ll go ahead and come up with bite sized scenarios for my bias trio and they’ll go up in intensity with each one heheheh. happy new year i hope you enjoy this little treat ;3 <33

warnings: pussy slapping obv lol, soft dom! yunho, lowkey sadistic hard dom! wooyoung, hard dom! (pussydrunk) san, teasing, dirty talk, possessiveness, pet names, name calling, praise, false praise, degradation, spit play, sir kink, size kink, hand/vein kink, fingering, just the tip until it’s not, bulge kink, oral (receiving), overstim, squirting

level 1 ♡

Yunho routinely stuffed two long, slender fingers back inside your pulsing cunt, knowing they were hitting your g-spot from the way you were whining and writhing around underneath his larger frame, his free hand clutched around your jolting hip. “Fuck, princess, you’re so tight right now. Are you going to cum for me?”

“Y-yes, Yunnie, can you please do that thing I like? I’m so close…!” you requested, gazing up at him underneath your wet lashes.

“My naughty girl…” he whispered softly, gently spreading your pussy open and rubbing the rough pad of his thumb against your exposed clit, making you gasp. “You want me to hit your pretty pussy so you can cum all over me?”

“Fuck–yes, please…!”

“Then, take it, princess,” Yunho sighed softly, making sure to curl his fingers just a little more inside your soaked, squelching hole, right as he brought his large hand down onto your cunt, hitting it hard enough to propel you over the edge.

“Cumming…”

“Mm, that’s it, baby, don’t stop. Keep cumming for me,” Yunho breathed out, sending you into a state of prolonged esctasy when he began to rub his rough palm against your pulsing clit, your juices leaking down his veined forearm. He brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean, before leaning down to kiss you, murmuring against your lips, “You always taste so good, princess.” Kiss. “Always look so pretty when you fall apart for me.” Another kiss. “Wanna do it again?”

level 2 ♡ ♡

Wooyoung had you locked in place in his lap for over an hour, warmth emanating from his chest against your back, his thighs positioned in a way that kept yours spread apart, routinely smacking his palm against your swollen clit and fucking your slick cunt with only the tip of his throbbing cock. The small, pathetic whimpers you made as soon as his hand came in contact with your stinging cunt and the sound of your hole squelching each time he stretched you open again was like music to his ears, but he knew what you really needed. His low, breathy voice sent a wave of goosebumps up the slope of your neck when he cooed, “Awwh, does my sweet girl need to cum now? Does she deserve to? Hmm?~”

“Yes, please, Youngie, let me cum,” you pleaded, about to melt into Wooyoung as soon as he began to lower you further and further down onto his cock, filling you up so good you thought you might cum then and there. “Fuck me, please, oh my god, fuck me–”

“Mm, you’re already so desperate for my cock that you’re begging for it?” Wooyoung rubbed his thumb around your clit, before his fingers formed a V, sliding them up and down your cunt around the outline of his slick cock that was still pushing inside you ever so slowly. “You need it inside this pretty pussy that bad?”

“Yes, Youngie, I need your cock so bad, I can’t take it!”

Then, be a good girl for me and take it all,” he grunted in your ear, immediately slamming his hips into yours, his thrusts unrelenting, not giving you any choice but to take his thick, veined cock deep inside your cunt until he decided you had enough.

“Ah– ah – it’s too – fuck,” you gasped, your body seizing up with overwhelming pleasure after being teased for so long, tears forming in your eyes from the sight of his cock protruding slightly through your lower stomach each time he filled you up. “Too much.”

Wooyoung tsked, squeezing your clit roughly between two fingers, making you shudder. “Don’t you start whining now. What happened to the desperate little slut that was asking for this just a second ago?” He sent a harsh smack to your clit, amused by the barely audible sound that left your drooling mouth. “You’re going to cum just like this, and you’re going to like it.”

“Youngie, please,” you choked out, turning your head to look up at him through teary eyes, only to find pure carnal desire in his.

Wooyoung smiled darkly, licking at the mole on his bottom lip, his fingers pressing into the bulge present in your abdomen just to feel his throbbing cock as it sank inside you over and over again. “You asked for it, so I’m going to make you cum so hard you forget your own name. Sounds good, yeah?”

level 3 ♡ ♡ ♡

“Can I cum, sir? Please? I’ve been so good for you, so can I please–fuck!” you gasped, withstanding yet another smack directly onto your reddened cunt, a fresh wave of arousal leaking out of you.

San, who was in between your thighs, taking his sweet time devouring your cunt, wasn’t in the mood for your games. “A good girl waits for her reward, isn’t that right, you little brat?”

“I’m not a brat,” you whined, squeezing your thighs together to squish his cheeks a bit, letting out a giggle, knowing you were withholding San from his meal. This encouraged him to grab your legs by the bend of your knees and lift your thighs up, folding you in half.

“Oh, yes, you are.” San leaned down, licking one long, slow stripe up from your dripping hole to your puffy clit, grabbing your hands to make you hold your own thighs up, which you obediently did, this time around. “You know what else you are, princess?”

“What, Sannie?”

San pressed his thumbs against your folds to spread you apart for him, watching your hole flutter around nothing. “You’re my dumb little slut.” He pursed his lips and spat directly into you, before plugging your cunt back up with his thick, thrusting fingers, satisfied with the sudden moan that tore through your throat. He gave you a fake pout. “Aren’t you, baby?”

You were at your limit, only able to take what he gave you, your mouth open in a soundless bout of pleasure, your teary eyes focused on San’s smug face, taking yet another finger inside you, feeling it rubbing against your gummy spot.

“I asked you a question, princess,” San grunted, smacking his free hand down onto your clit, more slick dripping down his taut, veiny forearm, eliciting more breathless moans and whines from you, still finger-fucking you so brutally to the point that all you could focus on was the shlick shlick shlick sounds your pussy made each time he pounded his digits into you. “Can you even hear me? That look on your face is telling me otherwise. How are you already fucked stupid when I haven’t even stuffed my cock inside you, huh? Are you that much of a whore that all you need is to get your puffy little cunt filled and spat on, and you’re ready to cream yourself?”

“Yes, sir…!” you were finally able to verbalize, your voice strained with immense pleasure, your thighs beginning to shake. “I’m such a whore for you, Sannie, only for you, so please, let me cum.”

San simply smiled up at you, dimples forming near his pretty, pink, arousal-covered lips, immediately curling his fingers up into a come-hither motion, his mouth latching onto your abused clit, sucking and licking at it with his hot tongue relentlessly until your moans crescendoed and your warm squirt began to pour out of you. “That’s it, baby, that’s fucking it, oh my god, look at you…”

San groaned heavily, taking a moment to suck your cum off of his fingers, before diving in between your trembling legs again to press his mouth back onto your spasming cunt like he needed it for oxygen, dragging his tongue up and down your slit to collect your arousal, slurping it up into his mouth, his dark, hooded eyes never leaving your barely open ones. He took a second to breathe, before speaking, his voice ragged and dripping with arousal, “I’ll give you a minute to come down, but get ready, angel. You’re gonna keep cumming for me just like that, and I’m only gonna stop when you have nothing left to give me, alright?”

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© kitten4sannie, 2023.

[daphwritesworld]

Here's a lil sneak peal of a Ona X Reader x Salma story I'm almost done with while you guys wait for the schdueled fics!

“¡Hola niña bonita!” The blush can’t help but creep up to your cheeks under her gaze, rosy enough to blame on the heat if you needed to. (Hey pretty girl!)

Ona stands before you, wet hair slung to one side of her neck as a towel loosely hangs from her hips. Your eyes can’t help but follow the water droplets falling down her muscular form, toned stomach so perfect it looks like the gods chiseled it straight from Tuscan Marble. 

“¿Cómo lo dices? Ehh my eyes are up here,” the smirk on her lips doesn’t go unnoticed. (How do you say?)

“I know,” you finally meet her gaze. “Can’t a girl enjoy the view?” 

She laughs at that, a hand coming up to grab your own as she drags you into the house. “Only if I get to return the favor.” 

The teasing tone behind her words lights a fire underneath you, a need to have her hands back on you growing by the minute. You should probably be using this time to get acquainted with different players— you’re familiar with Ona, comfortable even. Within a week of your arrival you found yourself falling into her bed, but I mean who could blame you? Too much Tequila after your Barca debt was maybe a bad idea in hindsight, but the hangover was so worth the orgasms. Ona had made a perfect pass to you not even 5 minutes out on the pitch, and you took full advantage. Not only did you make the winning goal, but secured the player of the match title as well. It was only fitting that your partner in crime celebrated the night with you. 

You pull out of her grasp and your hands go to the hem of your tank top, a smile gracing your lips as you slowly pull the piece of fabric off. Ona lets her lip fall between her teeth as she watches your little show, your shirt being thrown at her before you move to the shorts covering your bottom half. Goosebumps cover your skin as the air conditioned breeze glosses over your body as you expose it. Heavy eyes following your every move with ease, her hands quick to catch the discarded clothes thrown towards her chest. 

“Eres un problema,” she breathes out with a sigh. (You are trouble.)

“Yeah but you like it,” you start to lean into her body.  She mirrors your movements, eyes trained on your lips as your face grows closer. You can feel her breath hitting your lips, breathing in the same air as you pause less than an inch away from her. “Come on,” it’s whispered so light Ona barely catches it. “¡Vamos a mojarnos!” And with that you pull away from her intoxicating presence, leaving her to collect her thoughts and sanity alone in Alexia’s living room. The tile beneath her feet is quick to become her new place of solace, a few breaths to steady her heartbeat and then she's out the door after you. Trying to play it cool like she isn’t losing her ever loving horny mind in front of her teammates. (Let’s go get wet!)

— lil skip in the story bc I don't wanna give away too much yet hehehehe —

“Are you gonna keep smack talking or actually hit the ball?” You call out to the otherside of the net. “Losers pay for our next team dinner!”

“Tráelo, Y/L/N!” Patri finally gets in on the action. (Bring it)

Cata goes to serve it  for their side, your eyes anticipating where she’ll try and go. Just as the ball starts to come down in the air you call out to Clàudia, giving her a heads up to block on her side. The water splashes as she jumps up, hands making perfect contact with the ball as it bounces back down towards the other side of the net. Vicky tries to dive to save it, but she slips at the last second. She slips under the water as the ball smacks in the ripples she left behind. 

More cheers sound out as your side celebrates its early 2-0 lead. You turn to congratulate Salma, but she’s already behind you. You bump into her frame and she lets her hands find your waist again to help steady you. “Qué suerte tengo de tenerte en mi equipo, Star Girl,” it's whispered against your ear. Her lips ghosting along your neck as she pulls away. (How lucky I am to have you on my team)

You take a deep breath as you try and steady your heartbeat, body and mind betraying you in ways you wish they wouldn’t right now. You’re supposed to be acting discreet, keeping your flings underwraps– especially from each other. But at this rate you’re gonna be found out before you can even make it to beer number 2. Lord help you. 

“Stop flirting already and get your head in the game!” Pina lands a slap to the back of your head. 

“OW! I-I’m not flirting! It’s called sportsmanship!” You pout at the Spaniard, hand coming up to rub the spot she’d just whacked. 

“¡Pina!¡Sé amable con la novata!” Alexia calls out from across the pool, a motherly finger wagging in her direction. (Be nice to the newbie!)

“Yeah, be nice Clàudia!” You squint your eyes as you say it. 

“And you,” Alexia’s finger now turns towards your direction, “¡Deja de pensar con el coño!” (Stop thinking with your pussy!)

Your mouth falls open at the accusation…really on observation if we’re being honest (which we aren’t). “Ale!” 

“Close your mouth, chica,” Ona’s voice is closer than you remember. “No quiero que atrapes ninguna mosca.” (I don’t want you to catch any flies.)

You feel her touch before you see her, toned abs meeting your back as one of her hands comes up to close your mouth. She lets her fingers linger under your chin, her touch sending jolts of electricity through your nervous system. “Can Kika and I join?” 

“Of course!” You answer a little too fast and a little too eager. “The more the merrier right!” 

You make quick work of separating yourself from the sex on legs behind you, needing the space to get your head back on right. FUCK. Ona and Salma less than 5 feet away from you? This is actually your worst nightmare and ultimate fantasy all wrapped into one. Okay game time. No more accidental strip teases or too friendly of touches for the rest of the night….let's hope. 

[checkertrains]

Luci and Adam redesign/my version! 🍎🎸

Here’s the brief explanation n a bit of lore for why i designed them like this! (Warning, it’s basically just me rambling LMAOO)

Lucifer 🍎:

I let him kept the whole angelic aesthetic cause even if he’s a fallen Angel his features didn’t seem to get distorted or turn “demonic” (from what I’ve read anyways), so by that logic he can still be God most beautiful Angel, and it fit too cause Demons are usually more attractive or good looking to lure in people, deceiving people with their good look. He’s also kinda stuck in the past so usually he’ll appear in his heavenly robe or any old school outfits that he deems old enough

Lucifer in my version is more similar to his pilot personality, he’s more king like in this sense! And of course he’s pretty prideful, and is in denial about having Fallen, he still present himself as if he’s a pure Angel and hates having to interact with Sinners, he’s more lenient with hellborns as they are his rightful subjects after all. But yeah, anyone that isn’t him is often meet with nonchalant or cold attitude, he also doesn’t really care about Charlie whole Hotel, he doesn’t support it nor does he hate it. Cause it have nothing to do with him, he does think it’s a little silly and speak to Charlie like she’s still a child essentially. (He still like ducks in my ver heheheh)

Adam 🎸:

I wanted him to have something nature related in his outfit so I gave him some leaf lol, and his fit is changed so that it resembles a priest outfit more than a simple dress, the halo on his neck and hands restricts his powers, like a power dampener (I based them off of Sun Wu Kong headband!), the seraphim uses it to control how he acts, they can also communicate with him through them, commanding him without using too much energy, Words of god kinda thing. These halo can weaken him A LOT like at some point it can even stop him from using powers entirely, it doesn’t hurt him physically. The halo on his head make it so that anyone who look at him will only see a blur, or blurry version of his face

His helmet has three faces, when he’s wearing it he can see from either sides or all of them, it help him counter attacks, his exorcist uniform is just like his normal outfit, just with more gold, the horns on his head emit holy light, stopping any demons n Sinners from looking at him unless they want to lose their sight, he can also use it to gather up energy to shoot out a massive beam that can erase anything in it path. His wings are based on duck wings but more durable, water and blood can’t stick to it which is fantastic for clean up!

[poisoned-pearls]

Hehehehe… @mello-bee im gonna make this a separate post of organizational reasons BUT-

Cut underdeath for general alien stage spoilers and cw for mentioned forms of sa and abuse (very brief and not graphic, nor directed towards azula or Jami)

Azula’s “guardian” is a very eccentric and wealthy alien. He’s had an obsession with humans to an unhealthy degree since forever. He owns many humans, and unlike Shine (mizis alien) in canon, he sees them as expendable.

He ended up having a special interest in Azula’s mom specifically, and eventually assaulted her, which lead to Azula.

she was born with a MYRIAD of health conditions because of this. The species of alien her father is not compatible with human genetics in the slightest, and she’s had vision problems, blood issues, heart problems, you name it. Her mother also resented her because of what she represented, so she was given to the garden for care in place of her mother’s care.

her father also firmly believes that humans are below, less genetically evolved then aliens. Because of this, he’s told her over and over again that she is better than everyone else, because she’s not human, and the reasons she’s so sick is because she’s human. Humans are inferior, so that’s why her health is bad.

the moment she showed any talent in music is when her fate on the stage was locked in.

in the garden is where she met Jami- and their meeting is what changed her path. Now she’s got this head strong human in front of her, and she’s so amazing she doesn’t understand how she could be considered below her. Jami and Najma become her only friends, and shes rarely ever apart from them.

(eventually, her justification becomes that this human isn’t below her. They’re friends until their late teens, so slowly even that gets chipped away at, but at least in the beginning, she simply made an exception for her, and Najma, by extension)

the incident with Najma happens much differently for them. For one, they’re older, about 15 when Najma dies, and two, Azula didn’t kill him directly.

They’d been bickering like siblings over something as Jami couldn’t help but laugh at their interactions. Azula’s father was out observing them, both keeping an eye on Azula and looking for new potential humans to add to his collection (he really enjoys musical ones, you see.)

And then Azula dives at Najma, fake wrestling for the sheet music in his hands. And Najma starts to win.

and all of a sudden her father is disgusted by a human touching her, rolling all over her, and he is furious. He barely tosses a bag of money at the other alien showing him around before stomping over and ripping Najma off of her, tossing the kid to the ground and letting his head hit the floor.

Both azula and Jami are staring in horror as this happens, and he snatches Azula by the wrist and drags her away before either of them can say anything.

He pulls her out fully at age sixteen, where she belatedly makes a last night run to say goodbye to Jami. She’s barely getting out her apologies for everything (they’d been pretending like nothing had happened, even though Jami never acted the same towards her again in those last few months) when she’d said she’d be put in the stage soon enough.

this is also when Jami realized what happens at the loss of these games, and began to fudge her scores so badly she’d seemed to crash and burn overnight. But that’s for her story later-

azula then spends the next 6 years under strict tutoring and surgeries, all completed isolated from any other humans. You see, she may be better than them, but she is still a part human. She looks the part, and she will always be punished for that. She’s both “above” humans, but below aliens. Starved on connection, told she deserves better but never more- never freedom, never the same privileges as the aliens she’s surrounded by. Her room may be golden and fancy, but it’s still her cage. Her nice, pretty, spacious cage.

When she’s deemed ready at age 22, she’s tossed into her first alien stage. She gets through with her talent alone, and with her newfound fame and love, she gets a taste of what’s been dangled in front of her her whole life- acceptance. Aliens were fans of her, her father would bring her to events and people would fawn over her, treat her as equals.

(And her father made a lot of money.)

so she was put into the next round. And then the next.

And when she entered her third alien stage, she saw a familiar face on the board.

Jami.

[wintfleur]

SANTA TELL ME

⊹ oh I wanna have him beside me like oh-woo-oh ⊹

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𝓻oro’s note. I’ve missed stella n rut so much 😭 BUT MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE, I hope you all have a lovely day mwah 💋 so sorry for how short this is, I wanted to get it out on time 🥹

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[whatdoyouwanttocallmefor]

Taste of Desire - Han Jisung X Fem!Reader

Hello, guys!! This is just a small desire story I made for hannie. But, I'm not ready for fully jump into the action, so I only write it lightly. I hope you guys enjoy!

WARNING: aphrodisiac, y/n is a menace, some hot scene, not proofread, etc...

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It started as a game, harmless teasing over a bar of chocolate.

“You’re scared,” Y/N taunted, holding up a small piece of dark chocolate infused with chili and something else she refused to reveal.

Han scoffed, arms crossed over his chest. “Scared? Of chocolate?”

She smirked. “Then eat it.”

His eyes narrowed. “What’s in it?”

“Just chocolate,” she lied smoothly. “And a little spice.”

Han studied her for a moment, lips pursing. He never backed down from a challenge, and she knew it. With a defiant huff, he snatched the chocolate from her fingers and popped it into his mouth.

The rich cocoa melted on his tongue, followed by a slow burn of chili that made him wince. “Ugh. That’s—” He paused. A shiver ran down his spine. The warmth wasn’t just in his throat, it spread, curling through his veins like a slow, simmering heat. His fingers twitched, his skin suddenly too sensitive.

His gaze lifted to Y/N, pupils blown wide. “What… what was in that?”

She leaned in, her voice sultry. “An aphrodisiac.”

Han swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You—” His breath hitched as another wave of heat pulsed through him, pooling low in his stomach. “Y/N,” he mumbled, shifting uncomfortably, his fingers gripping his hoodie. “This feels weird.”

She tilted her head. “Weird how?”

His cheeks burned. “Like… I don’t know. I feel hot.”

Her lips curled into a knowing smile. “Really?” She stepped closer, trailing her fingers lightly down his arm, and he shuddered at the contact.

His reaction made something dark and thrilling unfurl inside her.

“Y/N,” he breathed, eyes wide, almost pleading. His usual cocky demeanor was gone, replaced by something softer, needier. He squirmed under her gaze, fingers clutching at the hem of his hoodie as if he didn’t know what to do with himself.

Y/N lifted a hand, brushing his hair back before trailing her nails down his neck. “You look so pretty like this,” she murmured.

Han let out a shaky exhale, his body practically melting under her touch. “This isn’t fair,” he mumbled, his voice weaker than usual.

She smirked, fingers trailing lower, teasing the edge of his hoodie. “You started it, Jisung.”

His lips parted, chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. The aphrodisiac had him completely at her mercy, his body aching for something he couldn’t put into words. Y/N, however, knew exactly what he needed.

That night, she took her time unraveling him, watching with satisfaction as he surrendered to her touch. Every gasp, every whimper, every desperate plea made her heart race. Han Jisung, usually so playful and confident, was now a mess beneath her, clinging to her like she was the only thing keeping him grounded.

And she loved every second of it.

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By the time the night ended, Han lay spent in her arms, face buried in her neck, his body still trembling slightly. “You’re evil,” he mumbled, voice hoarse.

Y/N chuckled, pressing a kiss to his damp forehead. “You loved it.”

He groaned, nuzzling closer. “… Maybe.”

She smirked, fingers running through his sweat-damp hair. “Good. Because next time, I might make you beg a little more.”

Han shivered, his grip on her tightening. “You’re gonna kill me.”

She only laughed, knowing full well that he’d let her do it all over again.

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Naughty naughty hannie. Hehehehe

[bunnypeew]

my sweetheart- Cooper x Fem!reader

okay so i’ve wanted to write a one shot of The Ghoul cuz he’s so funky I love him!!!! so this is an attempt to writing something that isn’t hazbin hotel heheheh :3c

the surface was something else, and for a vaultie like her it was terrible but she’ve been out and about for at least a decade now so she knew her way around. She had her fair share of partners sure, but finally after years she found the one, the perfect person for her. Coop was a ghoul, a pre war one too and for those 200 years he hadn’t found anyone after Barb, no one at all, but something about her changed his heart forever.

they met during a bounty hunt, long before the Wilzig one,, and they just so happened to bump into each other in Filly, it was definitely not normal to see a ghoul there so she got curious, she said sorry for bumping into him, tucking her hair behind her ear out of slight embarrassment

''Don't worry, I'm not gonna crumble after a slight push,,

he says smirking, lit cigarette in between his lips, takes a puff and looks back at her

''say do you by any chance know where I can find this fella here?,,

he says showing a drawing, of what seems to be a wanted poster, she looks at it carefully only to not recognise the guy and biting the top of her finger looking at the ghoul

“sadly no, but i can help you find him! i’ve had a few bounty hunts in my time,,

she says, kinda proud of herself since she hadn’t been doing that for long, and she thought she was pretty good at it

the ghoul looked her up and down, not in a rude way but it was the fact she was still wearing her vault suit, after years of not being in a vault she was still to attached to it and couldn’t take it off, of course she tweaked it a little bit with patches where holes where and some armour on top so it wasn’t in its original state

“sorry sweetheart but i don’t think a vaultie like you would ever take on of my bounties,,

she seemed a bit taken aback by his sentence but tried not to show it, she strikes a bit of a pose, hand on her hip and the other one takes the poster from his hand, gently of course

“well, try me!,,

the ghoul smirks again, taking a last puff from his cigarette then making it fall on the ground and stomping it with his boots

“sure thing,,

that was the day they met,, and since then they’ve been inseparable.

now in the present they would take bounties together all the time, but now was one of those days where they stayed home, they got a little cottage in the middle of nowhere, near enough vegetation to grow their crops

they were relaxing on their bed, she was playing on her pipboy while he was reading a book, suddenly he plops down his book and looks at her being concentrated on her game, he starts kissing the back of her head with soft little pecks making her shiver a bit but still playing the game

“hun get off your pip boy and come cuddle with me for a lil, huh?,,

he says now kissing her neck, so she decided to turn off the pipboy and give her man attention.

she turns around and gets under his arm cuddling in, then looks him in the eyes

“how lucky i am to have you Coop,,

he chuckled and looked at her kissing her nose

“I think it’s the other way around my sweetheart,,

this is a short one!! but i like it!! WE LOVE THE GHOUL RAAAAAH

[ladytauria]

and this one for jaycest!!! i think it would be good for them: i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty.

hehehehe hi bean <3 thank you so much for the prompt~ i had a lot of fun writing this fic~

Pairing: Jason Todd/Female Jason Todd Rating: Explicit Words: 8.7k Warnings: None

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“You know, I’m pretty sure I told you to rest,” Jacie says as she clambers out onto the fire escape. One day, she’ll figure out how Richelle manages to look graceful while climbing out windows, because she sure as hell doesn’t. It always leaves her feeling clumsy and ungainly.

Jason spares her only a brief glance as he takes a drag from his cigarette. “I didn’t ask you to mother me.” He’s braced against the railing of the fire escape, looking rumpled in a sweatshirt that’s seen better days, and a pair of sweatpants he’s tucked into his Docs.

Jay rolls her eyes. “Stop needing mothering, then.” She plucks the cigarette from between his fingers and raises it to her own lips, ignoring the way he splutters.

She’s been in this universe for three days. According to the Constatines, it’ll be at least another two weeks before they have a workable way to send her home. Until then, Jason and she have to stay close. The Constantine of this universe fixed it so that they would work as each other’s “anchor”, keeping them—and their dimensions—stabilized.

For now.

Considering that they’ve had to stay in such close quarters, she’s gotten to know her counterpart quite well over the last few days. He reminds her of her pit bull rescue, Fitz. He’s the sweetest little lamb now, but when she first brought him home? All snarls, biting the hand that fed him before it could hit him first.

Jason is the same way. Loud and brash, bristling at any perceived insult. His uniform design only makes the image stronger; a face mask like a muzzle over his mouth, the red lenses of his domino glinting in the dark like some feral creature…

He burns with an angry kind of pain that makes her fingers itch to stroke his hair the way she’d stroked Fitz’s fur, and assure him that everything would be alright.

…fuck.

She really is mothering him, isn’t she?

She takes a drag off of her bummed cigarette, feeling the smoke fill her lungs before she exhales, watching as the cloud dissipates into Gotham’s ever-present smog.

“I don’t need mothering,” Jay grumbles, crossing his arms. The position looks more protective than confrontational. “I’m fine.”

He wasn’t.

Jay’s been in his shoes before. She remembers what it was like, to be a revenant instead of a person. Fitz had been what changed that; the reason she started to carve herself a new life, one chip at a time. Now, she has a dog, a window garden, and a… well. Something almost like a girlfriend, if she can ever get up the courage to voice what she wants. A place to come back to, when the violence was done. A place to feel safe.

Jason doesn’t have that. He hasn’t found his reason… yet. Two weeks is plenty of time for Jay to, perhaps, nudge him in the right direction.

She takes a second drag off of the cigarette, and then offers it back to him. He’s still scowling at her when he takes it from her, raising it to his mouth to take a drag of his own.

Jay takes a moment to study him—the tight set of his jaw, the rigid line of his shoulders, the way he holds himself carefully still. He reaches up to rub the bridge of his nose. The shadows under his eyes seem so much darker in the night. They make him look older.

“Tired?” she asks. She resists the impulse to gentle her voice—though it does lose some of its roughness.

Jason looks at her. His eyes are so green; it swirls within the blue like a maelstrom.

Her heart aches.

The Lazarus Pit didn’t make them angry, didn’t strip them of their control, didn’t turn either of them into some kind of monster, the way some might like to believe. Their actions, hers and Jason’s, were all their own.

But…

While madness wasn’t one of them, the Pit did come with side effects. Especially for them. Neither of them had been in full possession of their faculties when they took their swim—it was the Pit that seeped in and filled up the cracks like a twisted form of kintsugi. Uranium instead of gold; toxic, green, and more powerful than anyone really had the right to possess.

On the days when she felt the green more strongly, the gaps in her memory always felt wider, deeper. She could feel all the hollow spaces where once a life had been lived. It made her feel like an imposter. A ghost. Something that lived and shouldn’t.

And at the same time… the green would pulse and writhe, washing away the aches and pains of places her brief dip hadn’t been able to fully heal, of even new injures, and compelled her to move.

Those nights had once ended in fire and explosions—in bruised knuckles and blood dripping down her nose, coating her tongue—in the burn of alcohol on the back of her throat—in another body tangled with hers, blood welling under her nails as she raked them down their back.

Live, the Pit said, and she did. Destructively, dangerously. The only way someone—something—like her deserved to.

She knows that the only reason Jason isn’t out there doing the same is because she’s here.

“If I say yes, are you going to tell me I should have listened when you told me to rest?” he drawls, mouth quirking up at one corner—but there’s no real humor on his face. He watches her warily, like he expects to be lectured; made to feel like he’s at fault, somehow, for the nightmares and the restless itch he feels under his skin.

Jay brushes a curl from his forehead. “No,” she says gently. “I would ask you if there’s anything I can do.”

His Adam's apple bobs—and then he scoffs derisively. “What, you gonna come tuck me in?”

“If you ask me nicely,” she says. It would be easy to say the words playfully—to make this a joke, a tease that she can take back on a whim. Jay doesn’t. “And if you ask me really nicely, I might even kiss you goodnight.” Her voice trails off into something low. Intimate.

The way color blooms over his cheeks is precious.

He rips his gaze from hers, staring down at the cigarette in his hand. She watches a muscle in his jaw jump once, twice—then he stubs the cigarette out on the railing and flicks it into the alleyway below.

“The hell does that mean?” he asks finally, voice gone rough around the edges. It would sound harsh, gruff, if she didn’t know him half as well as she does. But she does, because she is him, and so his face, his body… It’s all an open book to her.

“It means… that I want to take care of you, if you’ll let me.”

“Why?” His voice cracks, splinters around the word. She cups his cheek, giving him plenty of time to pull away if he wants.

He doesn’t.

Instead he leans into her touch, his eyes falling shut before they open again. He looks so pained.

“I know what it’s like on bad nights,” she whispers. “And… you don’t deserve to suffer, Jason.”

He doesn’t. Neither does she. The latter is harder to believe, but god, she’s trying.

Maybe—

Maybe this is just as much for her as it is him. Maybe if she can believe it for him, if she can help him see it—

Maybe it’ll be easier to face her own worst nights.

Jason searches her face. Jay waits patiently, until finally—he exhales, shakily, and turns his face into her palm. His breath ghosts over her wrist as he whispers, “Okay.”

Jay’s lips turn up, slightly. “I told you you had to ask me,” she reminds—and this is playful, except for all the ways that it isn’t.

The flush on his face darkens. “I… Will you… will you please tuck me in?” His voice peters out into barely a breath, gaze dropping again.

She steps a little closer to him, so she can pull his face forward. “Of course, baby,” she croons, kissing the apple of his cheek. “I’d be glad to.”

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[starglitterz]

serendipity. (ix)

─── chapter 9 ! ~ you were definitely jealous (you're delusional)

summary; when you, a waitress at the local coffee shop, are paired up with the new recruit scaramouche, you’re pretty sure both of you are going to get fired within a week. he’s just quit being a social media influencer and after being forced to work here to make ends meet, he’s ready to let everyone there know how much he hates it. the worst part? you can’t shake the feeling that you know him from somewhere. but as he slowly warms up to you, scaramouche realises that having a fresh start isn’t that bad after all, and perhaps the two of you meeting like this was pure serendipity.

a/n; why is writing serendipity SO DIFFICULT?!?!?!?!?! i just changed like. a Whole plot point for this chapter but i had to make it cohesive to the prev chapters so i was basically js tweaking while making this (which is one of the reasons it took so long). anyways i digress, sorry 4 the wait but i hope you enjoy this chapter! we'll be getting into a new arc next chapter hehehehe

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SUPER obsessed with your MLP rewrite currently!! this isn’t really a redraw ask, but I’d like to hear more of your Changling lore if possible! (or maybe more for the specific characters like Chrysalis, Thorax, Pharynx, and Ocellus?)

EYES GET SOOOOO WIDE HEHEHEHES YES I HAVE SO MANY CHANGELING HCS ALSO TYSM FOR LIKING THE AU WAHG <3

-changelings are made asexually via the queen laying eggs, while royal changelings are born sexually and are given extra love as larvae to become royals (if not they just become regular drones) (kindaaa like bee logic of queens being regular larvae that were just given extra care/certain diet) this means probably a decent small little chunk of the drones are actually potential heirs that just weren’t given the extra love/magic when they were young to develop that way so they just grew up as regular drones. They are, of course, never told this by chrys bc she sucks like that.

-bc of the asexual reproduction logic this means all changelings are technically the same sex but just identify differently (and bc shapeshifter just naturally can make their voices sound different to fit that as well)

-another hc is that rulers are always Queens, so clownfish logic if hypothetically pharynx or thorax took the throne they’d change to become Queen, not King, (tho the reformation renders that rule null and void bc they actually get to be unique from eachother so no more all identical sex yay) I think this would be fun to explore considering all the princesses for the ponies are ofc princesses so thorax is Thoroughly confused by prince shining armors existence bc Why Is He Not Female If He Rules Equal To Cadence ?????? And then learns ponies genders do not have any correlation to rulers and it’s literally just pure coincidence. Also by this logic chrysalis is trans but like. not really. Lol? They’re bugs their gender don’t really work that way so actually no she’s not trans

-changelings are meant to “reform”!! That was not just a new phenomenon !! None of them ever metamorphosed bc chrys just was keeping things the same/not changing for so long bc shes greedy and selfish and doesn’t wanna share love so basically rewired her entire species to remain in their “caterpillar” states. They’re only meant to steal love as to get enough magic to undergo metamorphosis in which they can now self make love for themselves and in turn share that magic with others, but Chrys never allowed that and just made them all remain starving for ages out of stubbornness.

-age on lobster logic (live as long as they have magic/love to feed from and only die from battle or injury) but thorax n pharynx i do think are still within adult pony age rn (so the idea is chrys is pretty old (not tia and Luna old tho) but she’s not immortal per say) pharynx is older while thorax is younger (probably late 20s phar (somewhere from 26-29 range maybe?) VS like rlly early 20s thor like right on the dot probably, seeing as a lot of ppl back when he was introduced assumed he was a teen based on voice/crystal hoof disguise but then that hc kinda faded after reformation made him more explicitly adult coded which is the take I always went with lol I never saw him as a teen/never thought of changelings with one to one direct pony ages)

-breezies and changelings are offshoots of the same species/are part of the same creature family, hence my breezies look really similar to the reformed changelings :3 (think maybe another mlp example to be like sirens and kelpies and hypocampus’s could also follow same species group umbrella logic as changelings and breezies and flutter ponies)

-speaking of— a changeling and pony hybrid would be the flutter ponies from the g1 toys!! :) (basically they’re just pony but w bug wings (but maybe in mine they will have a few other changeling traits as well))

-Royal changelings are the only ones with “horns” aka stingers in this case, and the only ones with unique accent colors while all the drones are just blue, more differences are extra eyes and the lil chest gem thingys

-love is a form of magic in the changelings case and has a physical magical form rather than it just being an emotion, both when they steal it as well as when sharing it/having it in their metamorphosis forms

-already obvious but reformed forms play on their desires/identity (thorax w long mane like he wanted bc it always was forced to be cut bc of all the drones having to look the same including the heirs so his mane was as long as it was allowed, and upon leaving he grows it out a bit and finally in reformed it’s the long style he wanted but never got :3 or pharynx stays pretty similar bc he prided himself in his status and the og changeling look)

-thorax was a fluke/not intended to be an heir BUT chrys thought it would be good to have a backup/spare for in case something happened to pharynx seeing as he was going to be in dangerous situations a lot but that means thorax is only royal in title bc he gets noooo respect at all the other drones hate him soooo much

-thorax is a people pleaser but NOT naive at all. He can smell a liar from a mile away which makes him getting taken advantage of by other changelings so often hurt more bc He Knows What They’re Doing And Falls For It Anyway Bc He Wants To Be Helpful Literally Anyway At All..

in other words my thorax is just a glorified version of the trope of girl pretends to be a bimbo/plays dumb to hide she’s actually really smart LOL…..

-pharynx very tough love w thorax/actually does care abt him (unlike chrys and the drones) but he’d never admit it. Bc thorax hates stealing love pharynx will give him whatever love he gathered from his missions/patrols bc he thinks it’s gross/only gets what he needs to not be hungry which isn’t much (lol stupid doesn’t realize he’s aro lollll)

-pharynx gets such a huge ego from the fact he’s rarely hungry/not starving like the others bc “lollll im just built different bc I’m heir/Captain of the guard I think this is just a skill issue on yalls part lol lmao imagine starving and thinking love is good srs how do you guys eat this stuff and crave it no less it tastes awful” and they just look at him like “….bro???? What?????????????”

-I think in this vein this means sexuality is based on what form of love they prefer the taste of it’s like how Misquotes prefer specific blood types, so pharynx thinks all love tastes gross VS say thorax would prefer love from colts/thinks love from mares doesn’t taste good just like pharynx thinks (but with all of it in his case not just a specific type)

-post TWABA pharynx goes with chrys to stay with her with a few others acting as a resistance like we heard abt in the canon but never saw that slowly get picked up by the new hive until it’s just chrys and pharynx who also eventually caves bc he loves his brother/protecting his subjects and realizes chrys has been manipulating him esp post TWABA she gets a lot more explicitly cruel/harsh w pharynx as her small hive is picked off one by one she stops being all sugar coating and gaslighting and just gets Verbatim Abusive bc she’s done playing around her kid needs to lock tf IN if they wanna take back her hive (spoiler alert she will not take back her hive. Lol.)

-changelings have stingers for tongues that they can use to drain love directly when kissing victims bc I think that visual is very fucked up in a good way it’s icky and in line with their whole shtick (you can see this in my screenshot redraws on chrysalis)

-their disguises are never perfect, usually really small things are off, and if they take the form of a made up pony— (see: thorax w his pony disguise (both referring to canon (crystal hoof) and my version (orchid mantis)) —their eyes will always remain the same color and fangs will remain as well. Rule for all of them tho regardless of if they’re copying or original forms is their eyes will glow in dark/reflect light (think like cats/raccoons/deer or like for a media example nimona in the scene of the red siren lights making her eyes glow)

-ocellus not designed yet BUT I’d love to perhaps make her a sunrax kid/flutter pony in turn :3€ ocellus shimmer just has a nice ring methinks, though bc of my designs not fitting her canon one she’d probably get a redesign to include elements of both of them more (maybe white and orange/pink/red? Might snag elements from an old changeling oc of mine that was those colors as well to look like chrysalis with inverted colors plus fits my current thorax design, tho that makes me debate if she should be a ladybug like canon (iirc?) OR monarch butterfly bc orange but I think prob ladybug seeing as pharynx is a beetle it would feel like an odd jump to butterfly when none of the family are butterflies (pharynx is an iridescent beetle, thorax is an orchid mantis, and chrys is a mantis/if I make a metamorphosis design she’ll be a lunar moth) so ladybug feels more in line, though doesn’t mean some of the drones can’t be butterfly themed bc aforementioned they all get to be unique now/not identical

-on topic of ocellus I initially was gonna cut the school BUT I now think I’d wanna do it only if it was a slight timeskip/id change up the student six species n characters a bit so they’d not just be The Mane Six Two yk? This also means maybe cozy could still try to take over in my vers as well bc she’s a different species she has an excuse to use the schools melting pot status to her advantage (tho I’d have to think on it more later/rewatch that season bc my memory on it is rlly fuzzy)

-I think thorax at the start of befriending sunburst tried to keep his distance out of fear of hurting him on accident not so much on being caught, but ofc eases up as time goes w him

-mentioned before BUT I think my thorax’s voice is slightly different from canon (being this:)

No reason I just think his canon voice doesn’t perfectly match my thorax, another good option tho is adakias from one of my favorite musicals razias shadow (listen to the song the exit bc i actually had an animatic in the works for it that I never finished sadly but I plan to post snippets of what I had of it in a animation comp video soon :3)

Uh. I think that’s all,,, I am so normal about the changelings trust me bro ignore the massive wall of text 👍

EDIT IM MAKING BC NEW HC DROPPED SINCE MAKING THIS POST BUT ITS A LIL NSFW NOT REALLY ITS JUST KINDA FUCKED UP. Ok so basically Queen changelings have ovipositors ok? Both as sortof sex organs as well as their stingers in their mouths, so basically heirs are born via eggs being deposited into a living being(host) that can give the egg extra nutrients/love while the host is kept in a trance in one of the pod/cocoon things the changelings use to which the hatched heir will eat the remains when it escapes, very bug logic alright these guys are fucked up slash pos

BUT. this means that bc their stingers are also in their mouth this means heirs can be born to a pony regardless of sex, mare? Easy, womb, done. a stallion though? Sorry man ur getting eggs down ur throat by that bug ladies fucked up tongue sorrrryyyyyyyy womp womp

tho I think this could spark funny discussions w the bros (bc they obviously had different pony parents w the age difference) on them debating who hypothetically was a womb baby and who was a stomach baby to the horror of any normal ponies overhearing LMAO

[sorrowmoons]

Skye but… ELDRITCH!!

This isn’t canon to any of the storylines.. so far. I may make it canon in a certain Au,, but still deciding heheheh

SHES SO COOL AND EDGY I LOVE HERRRR!! She’s also pretty freaking tall. 12-13 feet, maybe? She can obviously get wayyy taller heheheheh

The LiB love/hate her in this.. it’s complicated.

[dead-dolphins]

old chb anon is here, heheheh. you used to say that eren loved to film mikasa after their lovemaking session, how about now? doee he really do that? 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

oh he WILL do that. trust me 😌 the whole photographer hobby isn’t just there for vibes, he’s gonna use it.

he’s absolutely taking her to shiganshina, and he’s not just taking pretty pictures either. he’s getting her spread out on the bed, flushed and breathless, eyes glassy and lips parted. he tells her it’s just for him. just so he can remember how she looks when she’s ruined.😏

[sky4cherry]

ELABORATE ON THE LAST POST PLSSSSS

HEHEHEHE I LOVE YOU HOLD ON ANON

obviously,, johnny dally and bob aren’t making it out 🧍 let’s clear that up immediately

darry worked too hard to keep the house for me to see him giving it up and moving away, but i also think that the greasers are doomed to stay in tulsa regardless of other circumstances, because it’s all they know and at least they know for sure what they have to do to survive in tulsa specifically

soda (other than his heartbreak over sandy) is generally pretty happy go lucky so i don’t really think he wants anything more than to stay near his friends and family, and keep a steady job so he can have at least a little money to support the family he wants to make, all of which is doable if he stays in tulsa

two-bit mathews you will not get far in life if you keep refusing to get a job 🫶

i feel like, based off of the new ace lore, she’s pretty engrained in tulsa. she’s experienced so much there, and really i don’t think she’s leaving if the gang aren’t, especially two-bit (who will probably live with his mother for the rest of his life like bro 🧍 GET A JOB)

steve randle we all know you’re doomed to fail in general and i’m sorry for that because you hold a special place in my heart fr king

pony is the only one (out of everyone) i can see who would leave. he has his plans he made with johnny, and i think he probably spends the rest of his teenage years promising to make it real, even if johnny won’t be there to see it. he also has the intelligence to get into a decent college, which could be far away from tulsa (that was an accident LMAO), or which could lead him to getting a job that could have him moving away (darry and soda are not letting him go without a fight even though they want him to succeed)

PAUL HOLDEN. my paul lore is so deep and complex we don’t have time to unpack it all amidst this rn,, let’s just say i think paul’s dad is a piece of shit which means paul is really close with his mom, and he didn’t want to leave her alone (while his dad is constantly away for work) so in my head he goes to the best college within driving distance, even if it’s a few hours away. something about darry being content with his life in tulsa and paul being the one to stay by family circumstances,, anyway i’m SICK

chet,, you got your own post pookie

brill my long list of hcs for you goes insanely hard,, he’s got the picture perfect family fr i love you king 🫶 he is not going anywhere if his boys aren’t and is definitely not going anywhere without beverly

beverly my pookie with troubling hcs,, yea she is not getting out at ALL. in my mind she’s living with her aunt and uncle who make it very obvious they don’t view her the same way they view their sons, and her mom is m.i.a, while her dad is too focused with his new gf. brill and bev are getting married asap and finding a nice little house with a guest room for chet idc it’s canon to ME

marcia i want you to succeed sooo bad but you aren’t going anywhere if you’re that anxious 🙏 fr i do think both trip and marcia have a shot, but i feel like bob’s death leaves the socs wanting to stay together 24/7 which isn’t gonna happen if these two head off to college

CHERRY 🫶🫶🫶 cherry is staying in tulsa i actually don’t care. YES she could leave if she wanted to but she doesn’t want to!!! she’s seen and experienced what the divide within tulsa does, and she is spending the rest of her days helping greasers and socs alike at the hospital!! and i strongly believe she IS the one who puts the divide to its end!!!