#oc: kiska

[briarborealisocs]

ASK BOX.

Do any of your ocs want kids??? Are any of them vehemently against it??? I am so curious, especially talking to Nat about Nuri has gotten me thinking about my OCs and what they'd want in their future.

oh a very interesting question!! i dont usually think about this in regards to my characters because i prefer not to think too much about romance in my writing (i am aroace and find other dynamics easier to write) but hmmmm yes i think i will give it a go

you will find many of my characters are on the aroace spectrum as well because the projection game goes too hard

whoopsverse:

kiska doesnt really want biological kids because shes. immortal. and it would be weird. but she's VERY maternal. she adopts vas almost every reincarnation cycle and even beyond vas she's the type to pick up strays. she's a great mom too, she does her absolute best to learn everything she can about parenting

vas is . 15 years old usually! i dont think kids are ever really on her mind when i write her. i know some teenagers are already thinking about having a family, vas is not one of them lol. but she grows up Eventually and i think if she found someone she really trusted and loved she wouldnt be opposed to having kids, adopted or otherwise. back when vas was a grown woman in older drafts, her story was actually a romance! and she did have kids with her partner, aaron, in some aus. so hypothetically she could want kids, but i dont think about it much because shes 15 and a gremlin and i dont think she plans for romance or family life, its something that finds her when shes older sometimes though

project starstruck:

since boreal and austral are kind of my sonas to an extent, uhhh... nah haha i dont think theyd want kids. austral definitely wouldnt, shes the type to be a Cool Aunt with a dog or a cat and several trips to italy HAHA. austral also has pretty bad parental issues that make her even more hesitant to have kids, even if she wasnt aroace.

boreal honestly might want kids someday but i dont think shes very interested in finding a partner to raise them with. i do have it in mind that boreal becomes a kindergarten teacher though! she loves kids and is very good with them, i just dont think she'd have any of her own.

sshs:

there are sooo many characters here! i'll only talk about the ones that do probably want kids, and ignore the ones who are already canonically parents

leon definitely wants kids. he's a real teddy bear of a guy and he wants to be a dad someday, maybe even a stay at home dad if his future wife makes enough money to support the house on her own. he's dated on and off but nothing ever really worked out for him so far. he really really values family and would love to raise one on his own... he's kind of got other priorities right now that make dating hard, though haha. especially because his crush is an aromantic villain

dani i feel like also wants kids. my gut instinct was that she would not want kids but i think... not biological kids, probably, maybe? but she wouldnt be opposed to, when shes a lot older, having a kid or two of her own. i will say that currently its probably one of the LAST things on her mind, she doesnt even know what college she's gonna go to, much less what her romantic prospects are.

brendan (the dad-aged hero i havent formally introduced you to yet) probably WANTED kids but was never able to settle down due to his hero duties coming first. i think he probably still wants to have a family someday but its looking less and less likely the older he gets. dont worry dude, youll find someone someday

maia (dani's best friend who i also havent formally introduced you to yet) also wants kids someday. it actually is something thats been on her mind despite being a teenager, she's very grounded and the "plan ahead" type and shes already thinking about what she'll need to do if she wants to raise a family someday... girl its alright you can relax. you dont even have a girlfriend yet

the weaver's apprentice:

dijah doesnt hate kids? but she definitely does not want one of her own. maybe she gets baby fever every once in a while but then she remembers the reality of having to raise a child for 18+ years and decides she is NOT equipped for that, Thank You!

the owl house:

sol does not want kids. or a partner. or romance. but maybe someday when shes a lot older she'll take on an apprentice who becomes like a kid to her. (vague shrug) i love that trope and i feel like sol could pull it off if she wanted to. she definitely doesnt want kids though. she wants a potion empire and to hang out with her best friends

[briarborealisocs]

INAUGURAL POST! i have more ocs and more stories than this but these are the main ones For Now

tell me about your favorite characters (or ocs if you’d like) 👀👀👀

this post is going to be long so: oc info under the cut! i guess this is a good time to tell anyone who doesnt know me from other sites that i have a bunch of various ocs in my brain always. fun fact: originally this blog was going to be my art and oc blog! hence: briarborealisart. unfortunately the allure of fandom reblogs Got Me and now my blog is a deeply disorganized folder of Interests rather than me putting anything of my own out there LOL. maybe i should make an oc sideblog or smth but i feel like i wouldnt keep up with it </3

OK SO I HAVE A NUMBER OF OCS FROM DIFFERENT WORLDS. i'll go in order of world age (mostly---i don't remember the exact chronology) and stick to my main oca. anyone who i tag as a collaborator/co-author also has ocs that interact with mine and did a great amount of the worldbuilding and u should check them out hehehehe!!

WHOOPSVERSE

whoopsverse is a world jointly created by some friends and i (@natyune-art, @catatonickeeper and alythea). it's an epic fantasy and it is also falling apart actively lore-wise because we all became Adults With Jobs who had some creative differences regarding what we wanted for the roleplay SO its kind of a free for all rn. BUT IT IS SO DEAR TO ME. it started out as an offshoot of the google plus roleplay community World of Alengra by derbybubblefish but it quickly became its own thing. i technically have a billion and a half ocs from this world but most of them are defunct/shelved for now (read: dead)

my two most active ocs from whoopsverse are vas and kiska

vasushri jilpa nuriya, aka vas, is a mortal girl who keeps getting reincarnated with the same voidkin attached to her soul. voidkin are minor gods who are born from the void, a nebulous sea of chaos. they are goopy fellas and can latch onto mortal souls to give them innate void magic. void magic involves portaling, hammerspace, and in rare occasions, shapeshifting into a voidkin. vas has the rare shapeshifting bond.

kiska, aka the godkiller, aka tempest, is a once-mortal woman, now immortal, who is blessed by the death god with immortality and great power. in return, she is to wander the earth exterminating rogue immortals. she's like a very specialized grim reaper.

kiska frequently runs into vas in her many incarnations and adopts her.

PROJECT STARSTRUCK

@ask-projectstarstruck (mine and @doeblossom 's poor abandoned baby) is an ask blog set in a world much like our own, except that magic exists! it takes place in a fictional college and follows two (or three? 👀) students. blog spoilers to follow!! (also, the concept existed before and continues to exist outside of the ask blog, lol). MY two (most active) ocs in there are austral and boreal

austral lucis is a college student at the university of lenton springs! she's a business major and communications minor who graduated valedictorian of her high school class, and got a full ride scholarship to this ivy league college not too far from her home. she's a huge stick in the mud and very VERY type A. her story revolves around learning how to be her own person instead of doing what everyone expects/wants of her. her college roommate is callista aka elise, @doeblossom 's oc!

boreal lucis is dead. no, really! she's a ghost, and austral's twin sister. through an uncanny twist of fate, or maybe magic, when boreal was stillborn her life force attached to austral, and her ghost grew up with her. austral is the only person who can see her, and ghosts/hauntings aren't really well researched in the world of project starstruck, so... austral has defaulted to pretending she doesn't exist, so that people don't think she's crazy. boreal is a silly goofy guy, because you've got to have some way to entertain yourself when the only other person who knows you exist pretends she doesn't. boreal's story is ALSO about learning to become her own person, but this time a lot more literally.

boreal is very protective of austral, the both of them having grown up with a mother that was very demanding and dismissive of austral's emotional needs. austral would prefer not to talk about it.

SILLY SUPERHERO STORY

THIS ONE IS ALLLLL ME BABEY. i read so much of the Alernate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers tag on ao3 that i haaaaaaaad to make my own. since this is all me i have a bajillion ocs in this world.

here i'll just copy and paste over from my discord (these descriptions might not be super accurate since they were written a long time ago)

ok core cast

19 year old spiderman kinnie mc, a vigilante named leon wright. became a vigilante after his existing powers mysteriously evolved (this Doesn't Happen to other people)

15-16 year old dani wright, leon's little sister, found out leon was a vigilante and promised to snitch on him if he didn't let her join him

17-18 year old stereotypical tech/hacker/guy in the chair guy named mick simmons, technically a supervillain because he keeps committing minor cyberterrorism. his only parent was a supervillain who got arrested when he was like 14. he met leon online after hacking his animal jam account. so far he's the only one whose codename ive made and it's discord

18-20 yo main villain, kammie stoll, a deranged and unhinged cartoonishly evil young woman who leon is a MASSIVE simp for, and she is in love...with DESTRUCTION!!! NYEHEHEH

a registered dad-aged hero, brendan powell, so stressed about the fact that these kids are out here fighting, desperately trying to be a positive role model for/adopt them

a dad-aged villain, grant stoll, kammie's bio dad, they have a great relationship /gen, he is also trying to adopt all the kids because he respects their gusto and thinks they'd be great friends for his daughter

the wright parents, phoebe and cyrus; one of them knows about their kids vigilante stuff, the other is oblivious (havent decided which is which). theyre separated but friendly and have a rivalry going on about who the kids like more

the hero hq secretary, sandra flores, who has a power that "lets her type really fast" but actually its just legitimately a superspeed power and shes so cool and rad. she just lets people think she's Normal

milo pryce, mick and leon's third roommate that they picked up off of craigslist or smth because they couldnt afford an apt on their own salaries. he's pretty normal (or is he?) and just a background civilian (or IS he?) except that he's a doomsday prepper with a serious hoarding problem, but only in his room. very meticulous otherwise

and, of course, the REAL big bad evil guy: clarisse simmons, mick's supervillain mom. she's a very mysterious force for most of the story until the THIRD ACT TURN WHERE ITS REVEALED SHES BEEN THE MASTERMIND THE WHOLE TIME! or... something like that

THE WEAVER'S APPRENTICE

story MAINLY driven by @natyune-art featuring witches, betrayal, and mystery!! my character in there is named dijah

khadijah, aka khadi or dijah, is a witch. in this world, witches can see the strings of fate that surround a person and view, interpret, and/or manipulate those strings. dijah wanders the world as kind of a rogue, wandering from town to town with nothing tying her down anywhere. that is, until she arrives at a town where a string of kidnappings finally catches up to her location. a bartender she made sort-of friends with is the next to go missing, and she immediately decides to start investigating. while she's in town, she also meets auryn, a traveling performer like herself. he's extremely suspicious, but she has no real evidence that he's behind the kidnappings, especially when he agrees to help her with her investigation. drama! intrigue! romance! horror! whimsy! they have it all!!!

THE OWL HOUSE

most recently and most clearly the subject of my brainrot, @doeblossom peer pressured me to make an owl house self insert oc and BOY DID I. ITS SO FUN. in addition to being besties with toh!doe, she ALSO has interactions with @mothsha 's toh oc myrna, and @blimate 's toh oc wynter. her name is sol

solstice finch is a teen prodigy. she graduated hexside at 15 years old under the potion track, and ended up succeeded in the emperor's coven tryouts, which she had entered by accident. she quickly made her way through the coven scout ranks and at 16 is a coven official a la kikimora. she's besties with doe and hunter :) her mentor WAS lilith, but after The Season One Finale... they don't talk for a while haha. I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT HER BUT I'LL KEEP IT BRIEF: sol is THE silliest little guy. she's also basically a cat, we swear. shortly after hollow mind she defects from the coven and that's when she ends up meeting myrna and re-meeting wynter.

AND THATS IT. THATS EVERYONE THAT I CAN BE BOTHERED WITH RN. I FEEL LIKE IM MISSING SOME KEY FELLERS BUT WHAT CAN BE SAID. IM LATE FOR MOVIE NIGHT I JUST CHECKED THE TIME. GOTTA GO!

[katuschka]

Olalla Chapter Sixteen 2/2

Jake Kiszka x f!OC 5.145 words

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, intended for adult readers. Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental. Also, if you're under 18, go find some other entertainment elsewhere.

Warnings (are spoilers): kissing, fluff, some angst and arguing, sore muscled, talking about abortion (retrospective), alcohol consumption and intoxication, alcohol insomnia, allusions to oral sex, petting, unprotected sex, including some rough fucking in you squint, language, and as always, an unhealthy dose of heavy emotions and feelings

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Previous chapter Olalla masterpost

A lime tree was burning down like a torch, Annie sat under, getting scorched. And all the boys cried as the cinder covered her. All except one who falsely loved her.

April 22nd 2026, Mount Pierce, Jake

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He had never felt so humiliated. 

A former jock, my ass! That was a million years ago, apparently. But still, being able to frolic onstage for hours made Jake live in an illusion that he was still perfectly fit and in good shape, despite Josh’s occasional half-hearted mocking remarks. Scrawny asshole. 

He would probably laugh his tiny ass off if he could just see them and watch how Jake’s dignity bursted like a soap bubble the moment Veela set the pace uphill, and the remaining residue prevented him from telling her to slow down. 

The chronic lack of sleep, the crazy schedule and the bad habit of drowning his sorrows in booze had really taken its toll on him after all. 

He could keep up with her for the first mile or so, but the moment the trail got steeper, she was constantly several steps ahead, full of stamina and life. Like a captured wild animal that was finally set free again. He should rejoice. And he did. Really!

But every now and then, she stopped in her tracks and turned around to wait for him while flashing him a sympathetic smile, which always made him feel like shit. 

So, Jake was actually glad that as soon as they reached the alpine zone, she stopped bothering. Instead, she soon disappeared from sight, no doubt too lost in her own daydreaming to care for poor old Jake who kept huffing a few hundred feet behind her. 

The rest of the way to the top felt like an eternity to him, only to get nearly swept back down by the icy gust as soon as he finally reached the large, flat summit. Whose fucking idea was this, and in the middle of fucking April, no less? Oh yeah, right, his! He cursed himself for it, regretting ever suggesting this hellish trip… until he saw her a few hundred feet ahead of him, and quickly hurried to join her. 

She was standing on a flat rock with her back turned to him, looking calm and majestic in the blustering wind. Like a statue of some fucking ancient goddess. Dishevelled strands of her long dark hair bound in a high ponytail kept flapping around her head like seaweed, but she kept still, scanning the horizon as if the whole vast space was her own queendom. 

Two more minutes passed, with Neszka lost somewhere in the introspective world of her fantasies and memories, and Jake lost in the sight of her. Then she turned around and the wilderness surrounding them could not compete with the untamed power behind her eyes. It was there for just a split second before she transformed into a human being again, but he saw it. 

That was what made him love her so much. Sure, she got a pretty face and gorgeous tits, but inside that beautiful human form lived a siren. Enchanting and deadly, stirring strong emotions deep inside his chest from the very first day, except now he no longer tried to fight it.

At last, she finally stepped down from the elevated rock to join him on his spot behind a few stunted conifers that felt a bit less exposed but still offered a breathtaking view. 

Jake expected her to say something, but instead, she just grabbed both sides of his face and kissed him. Fiercely… even though it was far from fiery, with their noses ice cold and runny. They both also nearly fell down as her sudden fierce attack made him stumble and his right crampon grated against a bare stone. No, not romantic at all… and yet. 

“Thank you,” she breathed out laughing when they finally regained balance. 

“So you like it? I hoped you would… not as impressive as the Rockies, but it reminds me a bit of Western Tatras, so I thought... Ya know, some of those places you took us to when we were there with…” Fuck. No escaping him. Not even now.

But she just smiled, seemingly ignoring the  last, unfinished sentence. “Yeah, maybe. Maybe even Karkonosze… this peak’s not that high, is it?”

“4.310 feet.” Not that high, my ass! I almost died today, Jake thought to himself, making a mental note that he should start jogging again.

“Uh huh,” she puckered her lips in mock understanding and nodded up and down appreciatively. “I love it when you speak Mongolian to me. … and I really love this place.” She pecked him on the lips again before looking around once more, obviously reluctant to get back to moving just yet, despite the wind getting stronger and darker clouds gathering on the horizon.  

At this time of year, the mountain tops were still covered with snow, but the changing weather and an occasional rain had turned some parts of the trail into an ice chute. 

Jake was already not looking forward to the way back, and the prospect of rain made it even worse. 

“I think it’s time to go back, Veela.”

“I know,” she murmured, but still didn’t move.

Jake understood. This snowy world existed completely independent of all man-made sorrows, keeping its wild beauty almost out of spite. It was, in fact, the very reason why he took her here, remembering what she once told him. This was the source of her peace of mind, away from the world’s troubles. 

But he was getting cold and as much as he loved seeing her thrive and bloom in fresh air, he longed to be back in their rented cabin. Their time spent there turned out to be the source of his comfort. 

The previous day had started with heavy rain that lasted well until early afternoon. The two of them had stayed in bed almost until lunch, listening to the pitter patter of raindrops on the roof and sharing funny childhood stories. 

The outer world couldn’t reach them there, but one can only ignore it for so long. 

And despite the serenity of this secluded place and their growing, yet still fragile intimacy, Neszka’s smile was still veiled with worry. They couldn’t really run away from it, and she didn’t want to.

A quick facetime with Maya actually made things better, in spite of Jake’s concerns. Neszka’s sister already knew what had happened from his previous phone call and he had also advised her not to talk about it, so this was mostly about the situation back home. She assured them everyone was ok and well. 

She was also still adamant in her attempts to convince their parents to leave the place, but Elena was right. They wouldn’t dare send drones so close to the mountain range. 

Cold comfort. 

When they switched to Polish, Jake cleared his throat and excused himself to go make some coffee, because he was certain they were talking about him… and judging from Veela’s sneaky sly smile and stealthy side glances, he was right. 

Comic relief. 

It was worth it, though, because even after the call ended, Veela’s smile still lingered on. Time to show her why he had brought her here in the first place. 

“We need to go to town,” he started while handing her the steaming cup. “I’d like to go out tomorrow, but we don’t even have decent boots, much less anything else.” 

And so they did. 

Neszka insisted on wearing his hat and shades despite the overcast, simply because she had tried them on earlier that day and loved the sassy look.

So did Jake. In fact, he loved this new version of her so much he didn’t even mind when she stole his cigarettes. 

Later in the evening, they played cards and then watched a couple of movies in bed again, falling asleep sometime during The Last of the Mohycans.

The new day greeted them with a sunny sky, and despite the cool breeze, the weather promised to be warm and stable at least until midday. Jake made breakfast and prepared sandwiches for the day, so Agnieszka bargained that she would cook dinner, despite his constant grumbling.

And so she did, after they finally came back from their hike, drenched and numb with cold, because they hadn’t outrun the rain. Jake didn’t argue. Instead, he disappeared in the bathroom as soon as he could. Hot shower had never felt so good. 

After dinner, Jake grabbed his guitar and a bottle of whisky and went outside to sit on the porch, because Neszka insisted on baking him a cake and he was not allowed to help, watch or even hang around. 

Their life together was slowly turning to a constant battle of who would do what. The petty bickering usually ended in a kiss… until they started anew just minutes later, stubborn heads clashing over yet another insignificant task. 

Jake secretly loved that. Sometimes he provoked her on purpose. 

However, this evening he didn’t really mind and just let her do whatever she wanted. With a new melody stuck in his head that begged to get tweaked, Jake in fact appreciated some privacy. The air was thick with mist after the late afternoon rain, turning the woods that surrounded that cabin as well as the hills in the distance into an eerie place that suited the mood of this new song. 

It didn’t take long for the world around him to turn dark blue before it got completely swallowed by darkness. Only the fog still lingered like a blanket that keeps you cold. It inspired him, helping him turn some of the weight on his shoulders into yet another sad tune. 

The only source of light that still illuminated the porch was coming through the window right behind him. It didn’t reach his fingers, but Jake’s eyes were closed now anyway, letting his hands move on their own. 

He usually didn’t bother with words, safe for several exceptions. Those songs were his and his only. He had shared and eventually reworked some of them with Chris, but a few were never meant to be played for others. Lulu’s Lullaby being one of them. Only two other people had heard it so far. 

He was still unsure about this new one. Some things just need to be said… or sung. Not by Josh, though. Not this time. 

So immersed in the chords that spoke to his heart and the hummed words through which the heart talked back, he didn’t notice her already standing in the doorway. That’s why her voice made him jump when she suddenly spoke, the tone of her voice husky and once again tinged with melancholy. 

“He used to play like that… not that well, I don’t mean… In the darkest corner of our garden after the sun came down.” 

“Who?” he croaked while grabbing the neck of the guitar to put it aside, his throat feeling strangely constricted all of the sudden. How much did she hear?

“No, please, don’t stop. Play some more… for me.” 

And so he motioned to her to sit down on the bench next to him. Once again, the fingers moved on their own, recollecting one piece he used to strum a lot while alone in his house in January. It was a simple chord progression, fit to be played by the fire by anyone with two hands. Definitely not something he’d choose to play to impress her. But that wasn’t what she wanted, anyway. 

Even the world’s most famous and haunting tunes are simple. Some masterpieces are just like that, because hurt isn’t always complicated. 

“Hey… I think I know this one,” she smiled. “Can you sing it for me?”

Jake hesitated. For several reasons. “I’m not really a good singer…”

“That’s very hard to believe.” The unspoken ‘because’ once again hung in the air and Neszka bit her lip as soon as she said that. To break the sudden silence, Jake simply started again, this time with the words. 

“Measuring a summer's day, I only find it slips away to grey. The hours they bring me pain…” Then he suddenly stopped again. “Do you know he wrote it about Jackie DeShannon?”

“I have no idea who Jackie Deshnoun is… so no.” 

That made him laugh, and the immediate change of mood was quite uplifting. To chase the feeling, he did exactly what he had promised himself to stop doing: He grabbed the opened bottle standing on the small table in front of them and took a swig. 

Before Jake could put it back, Neszka snatched the whisky from his hand and followed suit. Birds of a feather, he thought glumly. 

“Yeah, erhm,” he cleared his throat. “I mean, it’s interesting… without knowing the story, you’d automatically think it was one of Plant’s women… or simply no one in particular… just because it was him who sang the song when they recorded it. But it’s really about Page’s broken heart after she went back to the States…” 

… and it suddenly occurred to him why he remembered this particular one. Well, fuck again. Time for another round. He gulped the whisky again and Neszka immediately reached for the bottle too. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy girl! You drank half a bottle of wine at dinner. You should be more careful with this shit.” He held the bottle at arm’s length, but Neszka simply stood up and wrenched it from his grasp with ease. 

“And I finished the bottle afterwards. So what? You should stop being so protective.”

“I won’t.” Jake’s tone was suddenly very sober… and quite uncompromising. 

“Wha’ not?” 

“I made a deal with god… or, to be more precise, with the registrar in Copenhagen city hall.”

“Jake, em serious.” 

So was he. This was really between him and god… or whatever deity kept track of their conscience. 

“Well, firstly, because your sister threatened to cut my balls off if I won’t take care of you… and she sounded determined enough to rip them off with her bare hands if necessary. And lemme tell ya,” he leaned closer to her, whispering theatrically: “She scares me!”

Neszka’s laughter rang in the air, shrill and warm. “En’ secondly?”

“And secondly…” The second reason wasn’t funny at all, and he was reluctant to shatter that unusual moment of carefree joy they shared, because such moments were still precious. But they promised each other to talk about these things, so he talked. “Last time, I didn’t care enough… until it was too late.”

Unable to think of more words, he strummed the initial chord and plucked a few following arpeggios, to remind her.

Neszka knew immediately what he meant. She had, of course, long forgotten the melody, but not the mood. “You didn’t really tell me wha’actually ‘appened.”

He sighed. “It’s pretty prosaic. She just went to have an abortion. Without even telling me she wanted to do that.”

“Tha’s not right…”

“Yeah… thinking about it, nothing about our relationship was right. She did it when I wasn’t home… which was most of the time, actually. I think Emilia was resolved to leave me long before she got pregnant.”

“Did you love her?”

“Yes.” At least I thought so. He needed more whisky.

“Hmmm, m’kay…”

Several more minutes passed in silence between them, with them just sharing the bottle and listening to the evening sounds and letting all those words sink in.

He should have told her to slow down, but already quite drunk himself, he was in no position to criticize? After all those stressful weeks, they could finally breathe freely again… at least for a while. 

“M’sorry I ruined your birthday,” she slurred, breaking the pleasant silence at last. 

Jake looked at her in confusion, his own vision already a bit blurry. “Whaddaya mean? Yeh jus’ baked me a cake.”

“S’jus’ a simple sponge cake. You derserve more. An’to be with your family.”

Jake was suddenly desperate for a touch. Realizing he was still bending over the wooden body of his guitar, he quickly put it down with a dull clang and pulled her closer to him. “M’exactly where I wanna be, Veela. Besides, not sure there’s much to celebrate. Ah feel like an old man. Especially after today. Everything hurts,” he chuckled.

“Mah fault,” she snickered against his shoulder. 

“Yeah, no shit. Not gonna argue with that.”

Neszka wrapped her arms around his waist and hissed right in his face playfully. “Welcome to the ancien’ club. Zzzzhirtyyy!” 

It made him laugh out loud. “That sounded like a diesel engine.” 

She tried to slap his stomach in mock offense, but Jake grabbed her wrist and pressed his lips to hers instead. Their kiss deepened pretty quickly and she moaned into his open mouth, making his dick twitch as the muscles of his lower abdomen spasmed. 

Jake’s brain seemed to stop working, his head was spinning with his eyes now closed, and he was getting completely lost in the sensation, filtering out everything else. The feeling of her soft, warm tongue against his and his own heavy breath was all he could focus on. He was hungry. Ravenous. Eager to devour her and to melt into her, and she bit his lower lip in response, making him growl. 

Suddenly, she straddled him. 

He could feel her fingertips digging into the stiff flesh of his lower nape and he sank his own fingers into the dark mass of her hair that hung over his head and shoulders like a curtain. It was still a bit damp from the shower she had taken after putting the sponge cake in the oven. 

Vanilla…

His world got reduced to abstract twirling visions mixed with very acute sensations. She sounded like a titmouse when he licked a stripe up her exposed neck, while his fingers traveled down her spine…

The darkness surprised him. The dryness in his mouth did not, but… something was wrong. The soft mass behind his head felt like a pillow, meaning he was in bed. 

He tried to sit, but the throbbing head and nausea made him lay down again. Think, Jake.

In an attempt to clear his head a bit, he took a deep breath through his nose and froze. The scent… still lingering on his already visible mustache… so familiar and yet so new. 

Fuck! 

The curse reverberated through the silence that surrounded him, as if he actually  said that aloud. The silence was way too silent, actually. He used his hands first to explore the space around him before his eyes adjusted to the darkness. 

It was coming back to him in flashes like a fever dream. The groping hands. The overturned chair. The cries. FUUUCK! He could still feel her on his tongue, yet she was nowhere to be found, the sheets next to him already cool. And empty. 

Panicked, Jake scrambled from the bed, chasing the slit of light under the closed door. 

He found her in the bathroom, sitting naked on the cold, tiled floor right next to the toilet bowl. “I was sick,” she muttered when she looked up and saw him standing in the doorway. “Too much whisky. I have a terrible hangover.” 

She sounded so matter-of-factly, trying to hide her distress, yet he could still sense the disturbing undercurrent of emotions under those words. Not how it was supposed to be. He could also see she had been crying again. Eyes puffy, cheeks burning.

Quickly, he knelt down to her and pulled her shivering form into his arms. “You’re so cold, baby. Come on, get up, silly girl.” 

Instead, she buried her face in his chest as a sob ripped through her chest. “I’m sorry.”

No! “Why?”

“I’m sorry for being such a burden to you. This shouldn’t feel like such a big deal, but… I… I…” 

No, no, no! Please don’t say you regret it. 

Neszka clung to him for dear life, which was… good? “You’re not a burden, baby. You’re my love. Come back to bed now. Let’s talk about it in the morning.” He could feel her nod and helped her stand up. Neszka refused to go back without brushing her teeth first and Jake wrapped her in a bathrobe before he scurried to the kitchen to pour her a glass of water, ignoring his own heaving stomach. 

Back in their bed, he carefully pulled the comforter over her and she let him spoon her before they both drifted back to sleep a few minutes later. 

When Jake opened his eyes again, woken by the sound of heavy rain, the room was filled with grey light. 

This time he didn’t have to guess or wonder. She wasn’t in bed. She wasn’t anywhere else in the room either. 

“Veela?”

The only response to his soft call was a continuing, oppressive silence. 

First he checked his phone. Nearly 11 am. Then he slowly got out of bed and put his sweatpants on, before he went looking for her. 

She wasn’t in the main room. Peeking into the bathroom, he found it empty as well this time. When he opened the main door to check whether she wasn’t just chilling on the porch because she loved listening to rain, he saw that his car was gone. 

Nothing else. Just the car. 

Gone. In the pouring rain. After she apologized for being a burden. After he fucked her drunk and neither of them could even remember it. 

Mad with worry, Jake dialed the number of the first – and the only – person he could think of. It rang for a while before it went straight to voicemail. He tried again. This time, he finally picked up. 

“I hope you have a good enough reason for cockblocking me on my birthday!”

“She’s gone,” Jake blurted out, sounding much more alarmed than he wanted to. It was followed by several seconds of silence before his brother spoke again. 

“Jake, what the fuck do you mean? Whaddaya mean gone? What happened?” Josh’s own tone turned from cocky to worried in milliseconds. 

“Dunno… I just woke up. She took my car. And now she’s gone. Left no message.”

Jake could hear Taffy’s annoyed voice somewhere in the background, but Josh quickly shushed him before he spoke into the device again, repeating his previous question: “What happened?” 

“I don’t know...” Even Jake knew that it sounded very unconvincing, and he ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation. 

“Did she take anything else?”

“No, just my car keys. Even her jacket’s still here…”

On the other end, Josh took a deep breath before he spoke slowly and calmly, which only meant he was just as alarmed and his mind was racing. “Jake… is, uh, is there a reason why… why this should be concerning?”

“I don’t know… I… she… hang on!” The sound of tires on the gravel road made his heart leap. He glanced through the window to see her pull into the driveway. “Nevermind, she’s here.”

“Listen, you assho…” But Jake hung up before Josh could finish the sentence. He ran out the door and towards the car just as she got out of it, completely drenched as if she had been walking. In just her t-shirt. In this fucking freezing weather!

Jake grabbed her by the shoulder and shook her, ignoring her startled look. She seemed guilty, too. Good, she should. “Where the fuck have you been?!?!” he shouted while the rain kept pouring down on them. 

“I can explain,” Neszka responded weakly. 

“Yeah, you better!” With that, he grabbed her by the arm and forced her up the stairs and inside the cabin. 

“I just needed some time alone,” she started to explain after he dried her up with a towel and placed a cup of hot tea in front of her. They were now sitting at the table opposite each other, like a culprit and her interrogator. She hadn’t seen him angry like this in months. Cold and unpredictable.

“I’m sorry I was gone for so long, but that wasn’t my intention. I got lost…”

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why did you need some time alone?”

She sighed and wrapped her fingers, numb with cold, around the hot mug. “What happened… my mind was not clear and it’s not very memorable either. I’m sure you’ll agree. I needed to know how I feel about it.”

“Okay…?” Jake crossed his arms and pursed his lips, getting ready for the worst part. 

“I want to do it again.”

Jake raised his eyebrows in a silent question. Outwardly, he tried to remain calm, to keep his cool, but inside he was screaming. 

“I want to do it again. I love you. Take me. Make me yours, sweet Jake.”

Agnieszka

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There were no more words. He watched me for an eternity after I said what I said. Or maybe it was just a few seconds, I don’t know. 

I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. Or maybe I could. I know those seconds were not thought, but felt. Tingling. Every new intake of breath felt heavier inside my heaving chest, as the air around us thickened with anticipation and untamed longing. Watching it grow behind his dark eyes, I almost feared his next move, and yet I couldn’t wait. 

Then I heard the chair below him creak and suddenly we were both standing, still eyeing each other apprehensively.  

Then he moved, and after two swift leaps around the table, he was standing right next to me, so close I could feel the heat coming from his body before I even consciously registered that it was really happening. He was like a wolf, hungry and wild. 

I gasped when he grabbed me by the shoulders again and he quickly filled my open mouth with his impatient tongue. 

This was it. It was the time to give in. But not to give up. I scratched the skin that stretched over his muscles, hardened by the power with which he held me. I pulled his hair when he sank his teeth into the flesh of my neck, making him yelp and growl. 

And just like that, we danced into the bedroom, where he pulled my t-shirt over my head and threw me on the bed, reaching for the button of my jeans as soon as I lost my balance. 

I arched my back when he ran his hand down my sternum, silently begging him to squeeze my tits. My hardened nipples were desperate for his mouth, and I cried out when he leaned down with his knee between my legs and took one of the crimson buds in between his soft lips, teasing it with the tip of his tongue as if he could read my mind. 

It was maddening. My hands roamed blindly over the skin of his back, my fingernails leaving scratches there. 

Then he straightened up again, and pulled both my jeans and panties down with one swift motion. I was now completely naked under him and his scrutiny, my legs hanging over the edge of the bed. His eyes fell on me and his fingertips traced the curve of my hips. 

I scrambled up towards the headboard, to let him see what he just unwrapped. It was his, from the roots of my hair to the depths of my warm and waiting pussy. I spread my legs to let him see how impatient I was. Groaning, he pulled his sweatpants down, letting his hard cock spring free, before he climbed between my trembling thighs. 

I reached out to grab him by the nape of his neck and pulled him down. Our mouths met again, sucking, biting, our tongues fighting for dominance. 

Without warning, I suddenly felt the tip of his cock brush against my entrance. He found the way without any help and I could feel he didn’t want to waste another second. I gasped when he entered me and slowly bottomed out, and my whole body arched under his. 

He sank his fingers in my hair as his palms cradled both sides of my head, forcing me to look at him. I expected to find the previous fierceness in his eyes, but that wasn’t what he wanted me to see. 

The atmosphere in the room changed, and with it, the shared energy between us. 

What he showed me made my heart weep, and he stroked my cheek softly before he started moving inside me. 

My starlight. 

Suddenly, he was meek like a lamb. I wrapped my legs around his waist, inviting him even deeper, and he whined into my ear, rubbing his nose against the upper curve of my earlobe. 

“Please, don’t do this to me again,” he murmured, panting. “Please don’t become just a memory.” 

I felt the urgency of his words with each thrust. All the fear and frustration and tenderness he had been trying to suppress and keep under control for my sake. I suddenly felt the burden of it all, and – feeling guilty of causing it – I welcomed it. I was sure he must have felt a lot of anger too, and I urged him to let go. Grabbing his buttcheeks, I dug my fingernails into the bare, plump flesh. He moaned loudly and quickened his pace. 

“Harder,” I whispered. Surprisingly, he shook his head, so I grabbed a handful of his hair again and forced him to look at me. 

“Fuck me harder!” I hissed through my teeth. “Take me. Break me, if necessary.” 

His eyes darkened again. “That’s right!” he growled. “Mine!” He grabbed the headboard and thrusted into me with full force. I almost screamed and it only encouraged him to go on. Straightening up, he grabbed my hips and started pounding into me. The new angle made me see stars and it didn’t take long for me to tense under him as my orgasm hit me with an unexpected force. 

Jake leaned down again and kissed me softly, but still kept moving, prolonging my high, making me squeeze him. 

His moans grew higher and more urgent, and I could feel him tremble in my arms. He was so pretty, all sweaty, with his eyes closed and his mouth gasping for air. Suddenly, he frowned and looked deep into my eyes again. His hips stuttered and I grabbed his butt to push him all the way in one more time. 

“Fuck…” His eyes widened as he spilled into me, before he finally collapsed on me, panting. 

“Fuck… my baby… I love you so… fucking much!” 

We fucked two more times that day. It was his birthday, after all. 

The second time was slow, gentle and exploratory. The third time he pushed me against the wall. 

As the day progressed, the grey clouds dissipated and the sun emerged from behind them, presenting us with a beautiful sunset. 

I was sitting on the porch, wrapped in a blanket and holding a mug of hot tea in my both hands, when Jake suddenly appeared in the doorway with a strange look on his face. 

“Veela…?”

“Yes?” I turned to him with a smile. 

“Josh is coming.”

@thewritingbeforesunrise @fleet-of-fiction @writingcold @lvnterninthenight @its-interesting-van-kleep  @takenbythemadness  @edgingthedarkness @myownparadise96  @gvfstuddedmajesty @josh-iamyour-mama @jazzyfigz @tripthelightfantastix @sanguinebats @wetkleenex-gvf @peaceloveunitygvf @kiszkas-canvas @fleetingjake @lizzys-sunflower @hollyco @emojakekiszka @gvfmarge @Dayumclarizzel @lipstickitty @clownstarr @musicislove3389 @i-love-gvf @blankvz @psychedelectable @allof--mylove @joshylanefleet @thewaythatshebreathes @Ironlotus90 @justwantjosh @stardustsam @livviaaa

[kousomii]

drew kat and the transformation she does when she feasts hehe

[kiska-sempai]

Meet my new kitty girl characters! :3

Meet my new kitty girl characters! :3 Arts from the new animation: "Your month = your spooky cat girl"

🩷NSFW versions here: patreon.com/kiska_sempai ❤️High-quality SFW versions here: ko-fi.com/kiska_sempai 🧡Meow Discord server here: discord.gg/kiska

♡ ∩_∩ ｡(„• ֊ •„)♡ |￣U U￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ Original characters: 😈Devil girl - Watermelon 👼Angel girl - Molli 🐯Tiger girl - Lemon 🦁Lioness - Peach 🧛‍♂️Vampire girl - Vampi 💦Slime girl - Slimy ￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣

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[seenoversundown]

Masterpost

₊⊹ The Caravel Tavern Series ⊹₊

The opening of Caravel Tavern was a dream come true for Jake. With the help of his best friends and brothers, naturally. In a small city in New England, it's rare to come across new faces. (or even run into some from the past) Follow along through the series to discover what this piratical themed bar has in store for these boys.

WARNING: This series would be considered an AU ROM-COM, with romantic themes, wholesome friendship vibes, found family, and silly goofy behavior throughout.

Trigger Warnings will be listed at the beginning of chapters if applicable. (Please reach out if you feel anything was missed and I will make sure to add it in quickly!)

Please be advised that this series will include slow burn, open-door romances, meaning there will be on-page sexual content. Mature readers only (18+)

• All of these can be read as stand alone books, but do read better as a series! They are interconnected, so you will get more details if read in order 🫶🏻 •

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Sam Kiszka x Willa (Fem OC) - Updated 02/09/2025

Enemies to Lovers | Forced Proximity | Workplace Romance

Summary: Sam unfortunately finds himself in not so meet cute with Willa. Hopeful that he doesn't cross her path again; the world works in mysterious ways and not always in your favor.

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Josh Kiszka x Quinn (Non Binary OC) Temporary Hiatus

Love At First Sight | Secret Dating | Friends to Lovers

Summary: Josh has always loved love, and he's finally found it. Buuuut, he can't exactly tell anyone. Join him as he navigates the ins and outs of his sweet, secret romance.

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Daniel Wagner x Melody (Fem OC) New Chapter every Wednesday!

High school Sweethearts | Single Mom | Rekindled Romance

Summary: They were best friends and did everything together, until the decision of college came around. Now, six years later, Melody rolls back into town, with a small surprise, giving Daniel the shock of a lifetime.

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Jake Kiszka x Charlotte (Fem OC) Completed 11/27/2024

Workplace Romance | Friends With Benefits to Lovers | He Falls First

Summary: Jake has always been a hopeless romantic, heavy on the hopeless. He's gone out with plenty of girls, but they never last. Tired of being told he's "too sweet", he tapped out on dating once he bought the bar. Just waiting for the right one to walk into the bar and steal his heart

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Anything extra that is within the world of Caravel Tavern:

Prologue ⁂ - (Jake POV) : Opening night of the bar and all the festivities that come with that.

Dueling Cameras ⁂ - Sam x Willa (Fem OC) decide to make getting pumpkins into a little competition (per usual) (One Shot)

Chiaroscuro ⁂ - Josh x Quinn (Non Binary OC) attend a local film festival where Josh gets to present a short film he's directed. (One Shot)

Spooks & Cider ⁂ - Daniel x Melody (Fem OC) Back in high school, go to a Fall Festival where Melody faces her fear of the Haunted House. (One Shot)

Affirmation ⁂ - Jake x Charlotte (Fem OC) find themselves in an oddities shop where Charlotte has her tarot cards read, whether she believes in it or not. (One Shot)

Be Naughty, Save Santa The Trip ☠ - Sam x Willa (Fem OC) Sam runs late after a shoot and Willa leaves him a little surprise for when he gets back home to her. (One Shot)

Merry Everything & A Happy Always ⁂ - Josh x Quinn (Non Binary OC) have always had the tradition of baking cookies together, but Josh sets up a scavenger hunt for Quinn to bake some this time for a very special reason. (One Shot)

It's The Most Wonderful Time of Year ⁂ - Daniel x Melody (Fem OC) took on hosting Christmas dinner with everybody but unfortunately for Daniel, nothing is going smoothly. (One Shot)

White Christmas ☠ - Jake x Charlotte (Fem OC) have a million and one things to do on Christmas Day and Charlotte is already stressed by 6 am. Thankfully, Jake knows exactly how to calm her down. (One Shot)

Succulent ☠️ - Sam x Willa (Fem OC) take a little trip to Vermont for Valentine’s Day where Sam cooks up a nice dinner with a great idea for dessert. (One Shot)

Satiate ☠ - Josh x Quinn (Non Binary OC) - Quinn is sweet enough to make breakfast in bed, but also has a devious little plan for their favorite person. (One Shot)

Saccharine ⁂ ☠ - Daniel x Melody (Fem OC) spend a sweet Valentine's Day making cinnamon rolls together and then have a cozy evening away. (One Shot)

Siren ⁂ ☠️ - Jake x Charlotte (Fem OC) get stuck at the bar on Valentine’s Day, but Jake makes sure to make it up to her after the bar closes. (One Shot)

Allure ⁂ - Jake x Charlotte (Fem OC) it's Family Lake day and that means getting to longingly stare at Jake while he takes care of everything he can. (there is a part 2 that's linked at the end <3)

You're My Wishlist ⁂ ☠️ - Jake x Charlotte (Fem OC) Christmas has come and Charlotte has a special present for Jake waiting at home. (One Shot)

Good For Me - Jake x Charlotte (Fem OC) Valentine's Day is planned out perfectly until Jake has to go into the bar for a minute and everything changes.

TagList | Jukebox Playlist | Master List (for other one shots / fics)

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[lauritanaomystery]

"A mystery family"❓

It is a story about a father named Mystery and a mother named Sisa who care for and raise their young daughters: Shiromori and P'ata kiska or "Kiska". Shiromori is a first-time teenager and loves to put on makeup, something her father doesn't like, but Mystery is influenced by Sisa. She believes that she is already Big girl and that she can handle big people's issues like "going out at night to concerts." "Kiska" on the other hand, she is calm and loves to draw and read, she also likes to act, these are topics that she and Mystery can interact with, since he is a teacher at a high school. Sisa, on the other hand, loves her new family, since it was just her and Kiska at first. There was a moment when Mystery and Sisa met and decided to join their families and now we see them together!!! Ren is Shiromori's cat (he is the garden shears) while Kiska's dog is Chun (the living prickly pear). Owo!!!

[3amclothesmonster]

Gift for @kousomii

I like her design (:

[briarborealisocs]

PERHAPS NOW IS A GOOD TIME TO TALK ABOUT KEEPSKA! (keeper x kiska) they rarely get art because keeper barely has a canon design (this is the way of things. many such occurrences) but they have sooo much writing about them

keeper is @catatonickeeper's oc (names are unrelated funnily enough, keeper used to be known as arc and ck changed it because it was short for archivist and we both listened to the magnus archives and couldnt shake the new word association)

keeper is a starling, sort of. starlings are creatures made by/imbued with star magic. star magic is the magic associated with the past, strings, and gravity. keeper used to be a mortal (we think) named [name redacted] who now exclusively goes by keeper. he, like kiska, was chosen by a god for a specific task and was blessed with immortality and immense power as a result. whereas kiska was tasked with eliminating troublesome immortals, keeper was tasked with cataloguing the entirety of human history. the starlings are his employees basically and star is his boss.

he and kiska met when star and death made an agreement: kiska would be allowed sanctuary in the realm of the star when she needed it, and star would get special access to kiska's story, as she was a figure of particular historical interest

they actually didnt like each other at first LMAO. but put people together for enough centuries and they might learn to get along. now theyre like, super magic married. and soooo in love. its sickening

Commission for @briarborealisart of her OCs Keeper (left) and Kiska (right)

aka an excuse for me to mess around with style stuff

[ourtearsofrain]

Je Te Laisserai Des Mots (J.T.K/O.C)

Summary: Jake has a nightmare and turns to Sebastian for comfort.

Pairings: Jake Kiszka x Male OC

Genre: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, drabble

Word Count: just under 1.2 k

Warnings: nightmare

A/N: I would highly recommend reading Save a Horse and Ride a Cowboy as well as their previous fics, as this is a continuation of their stories within this Universe. Hope y’all like this short little fic, I’ve really enjoyed expanding on the stories of the boys and their oc boyfriends :)

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Jake shoots up in bed, his hair sticking to his forehead and his thin tshirt clinging to his chest and back from sweat. He brings his hands to his face, scrubbing the tears off his cheeks as he tries to press the images of his nightmare out from where they still played behind his eyes. He drops his hands in defeat, shuddering as tears continue streaming down his face.

It was just a bad dream. It wasn’t real. He tells himself. I’m safe in my room. Seb’s here with me. He’s ok. We’re ok.

He reaches for where Sebastian had fallen asleep next to him, finding only air to grasp at.

Sebastian?!

Panic courses through his body as his head whips towards Sebastian’s side of the bed, finding it empty.

“Sebastian?”

His name comes out broken, barely above a whisper as Jake tries to keep his breath steady. The panic in him only grows when he gets no response.

“Sebastian?” He tries again, louder this time.

He’s met with silence once again. His fear claws at his throat, making it harder for him to breathe as he throws the covers off himself and jumps out of his bed, practically running to the door in search of his boyfriend.

The lights in the hallway and bathroom are off, crushing his hopes that Seb had just gotten up to go to the bathroom. He makes his way to his living room, nearly tripping over his own feet in his panicked state.

He finds it empty as well, eerily still and quiet. Jake doesn’t hide the tremor in his voice as he sobs out, “Sebastian!”, his voice a pained and high-pitched yell.

He makes his way briskly towards the kitchen, his last hope of finding Seb. The two almost collide as Sebastian rounds the corner, having heard Jake’s last cry for him.

Jake manages to get out a quiet, “Oh thank god.”, before he tackles Sebastian around the middle, his arms circling his bare torso in a crushing hug as he buries his face into the other man’s neck.

He can’t see the look of concern and confusion painted on Sebastians face as his arms automatically wrap around the shorter man, his hands rubbing soothing circles into his back.

“What’s wrong, love? I heard you call for me, are you alright?”

The only response he gets is a muffled sob from Jake, his tears wet against Sebastian’s skin as they stand in his kitchen.

Sebastian waits patiently, pulling Jake closer to him and peppering his hair with soft kisses as he quietly recites reassurances like a mantra.

“It’s ok, mon beau. I’m right here. It’s alright, I gotchu baby.”

Jake lets out a louder cry as he shakes, Sebastian's affirmations making Jake aware of how grateful he was to have him. Sebastian slowly starts rocking them, rubbing his hands up and down his back in soothing motions. After a few minutes he begins quietly singing the first song that came to mind, remembering how Jake had once revealed when he was half-asleep that his voice was incredibly calming to him.

“Je te laisserai des mots [I will leave you words]

En-dessous de ta porte. [Below your door.]

En-dessous de les murs qui chantant [Below the singing walls]

Tout prés de la place où tes pied passent. [Very close to the place where your feet pass]

Cachés dans les trous de ton divan. [Hidden in the holes of your couch.]

Et quand tu es seule pendant un instant,[And when you’re alone for a moment]

Ramasse-moi. [Pick me up.]

Quand tu voudras, [When you want,]

Embrasse-moi. [Kiss me.]”

Jakes breaths finally even out as Sebastian sings, his tears stopping their descent from his eyes as he sways in his embrace. When he finishes the song, Jake finally pulls away, his hands staying on Sebastian’s sides as he slowly blinks up at him. Sebastian brings his hands up to hold Jakes face, his thumbs gently brushing away the tears left on his cheeks.

“What happened, mon beau?”

Jake sniffles one last time, trying to pry his mind away from his dream as his boyfriend held him.

“Nightmare. Woke up alone and panicked. Was worried it hadn’t been a bad dream.”

“Oh, baby. I’m so sorry.” He says quietly, his voice thick with genuine apology. “I couldn’t sleep, so came to get a snack. I’m so so sorry, mon beau.”

He closes his eyes, bringing his forehead to rest against Jakes. Jake leans up into his touch, the bridge of his nose bumping Sebastians.

“S’ok. Not your fault.”

Sebastian pulls Jake against his chest once more, kissing his cheek as his hands rub up and down his back.

“Wanna try and go back to sleep, hun?” he asks softly.

Jake only shakes his head, his face buried in Sebastians neck.

 “That’s alright, mon beau. C’mere.”

He breaks their embrace, taking ahold of Jakes’ hand and pulling him towards the couch in his living room as confusion passes over the other mans face. Sebastian doesn’t even need to look at him to know the question floating around Jakes’ head, answering him as he turns the TV on and begins queueing a movie up.

“We’re gonna watch The Goonies, till we either fall asleep or finish it. And if you still don’t wanna sleep after that, we’ll just find another movie to watch. That alright?” He looks at Jake in question, awaiting his response.

“Yeah… alright.” He pauses, a look of discomfort passing over his face as he becomes hyperaware of his tshirt still damp and clinging to his body. He pulls it off, tossing it on the floor before taking a seat next to Sebastian on the couch. Sebastian reaches out, wrapping his arms around his torso and pulling him into his lap.

Jake stiffens against him, suddenly self-conscious. “Oh- baby you don’t have to, I’m probably all sweaty.”

Sebastian only pulls him closer, nuzzling his face into the soft skin of his shoulder and trailing a line of kisses from its crest, up his neck and along his jaw. Jake relaxes at the contact, turning slightly to look at him, causing their lips to end up mere centimeters away from each other. Sebastians warm breath fans across Jakes lips as he speaks.

“I really don’t give a damn, mon beau.”

He brings his lips to Jakes in a slow, soft kiss, bringing his hand not holding the tv remote up to cup his jaw. Jake is the one to eventually break their kiss, keeping his eyes closed as he rests his forehead against Sebastians.

"Thank you, Seb. I love you." he whispers.

“Of course, Jakey. I love you too.”

He places one final kiss on his forehead before starting the movie and leaning back, pulling Jake on top of him to lay on his chest. Sebastians hand finds its way to Jakes hair, absentmindedly playing with it as the movie starts, the other hand resting on his lower back.

Before either of them know it, they’re both softly snoring as the movie continues, safe in the others embrace.

[pokesplendor]

[briarborealisocs]

ANIMATIC TIIIIME

guys i did it i did it im so happy rn

KISKA ANIMATIC TO ANYBODY ELSE BY DOM FERA REAL!!!

its basically just a Coolness Montage(tm) but there is Some lore in there LOL <3 <3 i spent A Few Days on this haha

[fyodorleer]

HIIII AGAINNNN!!! This is Kiska! My bsd oc! I hope you like her as much as me! 💞💞💞🙏

Her relationship chart with DOA!

* Fyodor is her adoptive father! Someday, I'll post more about their story!

[briarborealisart]

Get nae naed

Which of your world’s is currently the go to for brainrotting and why?

aha! if only it were that simple

ive been kind of "between brainrot" for a very very long time now

so my go to world for brainrot changes CONSTANTLY and i usually don't make a lot of new content even when i am brainrotting, i just rotate my little guys in my mind like low quality 3d models

that being said RECENTLY ive been extremely fixated on @doeblossom and i's toh ocs whom i love and i got so fixated that i wrote my LONGEST SINGLE PIECE OF WRITING EVER TO DATE about them haha, and that was only one out of many pieces of writing. im bouncing between other interests rn but i love them SOOOOO much

currently though ya girl has been thinking about kiska SOOOOO much <3 <3 <3 i made that whole huge animatic about her (which people can watch here if they haven't already) and i also got a writing commission done about her that i just got back so she's my blorbo of choice currently. she's in there i think she's soooo cool. ive been thinking about messing with her worldbuilding to make it more coherent but who knows

and then also i have been in the works of writing a post over on @briarborealisocs about my silly superhero story to try and introduce my many silly superhero characters more coherently as well

hehe

[kousomii]

updated her ref AGAIN lol

the robes are supposed to have a bunch of gold jewelry but I didn't wanna draw that lmao

[kiska-sempai]

HAPPI HALLOWEEEEN, kitties! :3

🩷Patreon (NSFW): patreon.com/kiska_sempai ❤️High-quality SFW art: ko-fi.com/kiska_sempai 🧡Meow Discord server: discord.gg/kiska

♡ ∩_∩ ｡(„• ֊ •„)♡ |￣U U￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ Original characters: 🐱Cat girl - Kiska 😻Cat girl - Melon ￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣

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