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𝘎𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘺 6: 𝘎𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭

mmm its Sarrow family angst hour here

[coridallasmultipass]

Finally got around to buying the Nikke profile stickers I want since I keep drawing dupes! Bought all the Bow Wow Paradise ones!! It was one of my fave events bc I love dogs and dog girls and Happy Zoo and ESPECIALLY Biscuit so much. As you can see, I got all the 'dog' girls as my showcase team, too, lol:

Also, as an aside, I just got a new personal record in Overclock at level 16!! Which is why I remembered I needed to edit my profile when I went to check if it changed to 16 (I think I was at 12 maybe last time they ran Overclock in the Simulation Room).

[ruthytwoshakes]

team furries twoooo. And scalies. And whatever birds are.

please share and donate to this family of four, the youngest being only 2 1/2 years old. They need funds to safely cross to Egypt. If you donate something, send me a message with proof and I’ll draw you something nice as a thank you :)

Species and concept art under cut!

Sniper: so for some reason I was under the impression that Crocs were native to new zealand. They are not. Uh. Well. yup. 👍 it fits his personality. snappy n dangerous but real easy to get around if you just zig-zag. Why the long fa

Spy: Grey Fox. I was gonna go with a wolf because of his fursona but fox fits better wahhhh. Also means that scout is half fox! I’ll show that in more detail one day. Probably.

Medic: just like his Doves! The tail coat is actual his real tail. Featherrrrrs. Why are his nasty claws out? I don’t know he’s kinda weird like that.

Demo: TIGER!!!!! He’s always kinda reminded me of Hobbes from Calvin and Hobbes :) why did I draw him so cute. Somebody stop me before I draw them all adorable ough.

Engineer: the bulllllerrrrrrrrr. Sorry. He’s a bull, with a nose ring. Epic. Hooves for hands, gunslinger would look like a hoof too, gotta design that later.

Heavy: big badass brown bear. Love him. Instead of bullet he has honey sticks. It costs four hundred thousand dollars to harvest honey… for 12 seconds.

Pyro: fucking dragon. hell yeah. In pyroland they see themselves as a unicorn. Baller.

Scout: Bunny scout truther over here. You can thank @/teamfurtress for that. Please check them out, commissions are open! In my version he’s a hare but that is significantly less fun to say lol. Jackrabbit kinda guy.

Soldier: regular ole dog. ouppy to da max. He’s the most dog of the alol time and I’m tired of pretending he’s not. THE STRAPS ON HIS HELEMT ARE HIS EARS. HIS BIG TEETH AND OPEN MOUTHED SMILE. THE WAY HE MOVES. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!???!??????! That’s a grown man with dick n balls what am I doing

Some designs for the side characters that I couldn’t be arsed to finish. Saxton is kangaroo because of corse he is. Admin is a bat because she never leaves her room, Pauling is mouse because is cute, Zhanna is bear like big brother, Merasmus is praying mantis, and Gray Mann + Olivia Mann are vultures! She’s so fluffy oh my god

Concept time. I fell in love with wrinkly floppy dog sniper. Adorable. Unfortunately I already had a dog so he had to go </3 kangaroo sniper was also axed. rip girl. Lots of diff designs for admin! Curtesy of @stangeranfanficion (thank u for the ideass) eagle soldier because it’s funny. Also zebra Pauling! I really like this one. If I make a horse au she’s going to be a zebra.

[pawl3ss]

I came here to be a hater and hate on the minecraft movie trailer.

Get ready because this is probably the longest and the most autistic post ive made so far

I wont talk about the weird cgi and how unprofessional it looks but about how inaccurate the trailer is because it pisses me off and I have to be a nerd about it <3

ALSO IM NOT SURE IF TUMBLR WILL LET ME POST ALL OF THIS IN ONE POST so if it doesnt ill reblog with the rest <:3

first of all, those are NOT minecraft mountains.

Yes such seeds exist and you can find smt like that super easily in the game but it does NOT look so blocky

It should be a bit more smooth like here ⬆️

Next, what the fuck happened to the flowers.

Alot of the plants, trees, etc look like a disrespectful rip off of minecraft

Talking about plants, the trees are a big wtf

On the first pic you can see the log is SO THIN. LIKE THINNER THAN A TOOTHPICK. In the second you can see it is thicker, but because the block that fell out is so Itty bitty, you have to make the tree thinner.

The tree is as wide as the players, and when the block falls out its bigger than whatever the fuck this is. Yes I understand they have to carry the blocks and they can't make it too big, but you know what's a good solution? - make the blocks bigger when they fall out, but make them shrink when they get close/get put into a chest or inventory. SO EASY

Also I know you can find pink sheep naturally in the game, but oh come on.

You want to show how sPeCiAl the characters are and that they're sOoOoOo special they found a pink sheep on their spawn but oh my God you could have just let it be a normal sheep.

We stay with animals, and WHAT HAPPENED TO THE POOR WOLF. THE SNATCHED WAIST???? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM ☹️

and why is the creeper so, fluffy. Creepers are NOT made out of fur they are made of what alot of minecraft players suspect rotten skin like zombies or a skin-alike material, but it is NOT fur.

Also, *wrong buzzer sound* llamas don’t just spawn naturally. Unless theres a wandering trader (or however theyre called in english) they aren’t able to spawn just like that. They also usually have the carpet on their back.

EDIT: TURNS OUT THEY DO SPAWN NATURALLY IN MOUNTAIN BIOMES. still the Llama being here looks like they just put her there to try and "be funny" ykwim?

I also wanted to also say, this one character I feel that they're gonna be the most stereotypical, annoying one out of the whole movie and my ears hurt just looking at them

I wanted to say that the portal shouldn't be blue but like. Only the nether portal is purple, it's unknown how other portals look so... yeah

But still wtf is this cube??? What's the fuck are you holding young man???

Also, talking about mobs, piglins dont look like that, they dont have red light in their eyes, they dont have those drum-things because THEY DONT EVEN EXIST IN MINECRAFT which i will get to latur. They aren’t able to build like that, they aren’t able to get wood for trapdoors and for the fences and iron for the chains. Also they do not even know how to craft, they probably domt even know what a crafting table is. And ghasts also aren’t able to be in the overworld. I understand that theyre invading the land ans taking over but still Like Cmon >:(

I also wanted to say that this is not how nether looks but like. It does a bit, like where the piglins usually spawn ykwim? so ill give them that, the nether looks alr

Anyway TALKING ABOUT THINGS THAT DONT EXIST IN MINECRAFT: whatever this is, it isnt craftable in minecraft, unless there are mods installed. But the „mods” excuse can be used for everything in this post. It was the first thing i saw that pissed me off so badly that i had to make this post because like JUST USE ALL THE STUFF THAT THE ORIGINAL FRANCHISE HAS TO OFFER! NORMAL BUCKETS WOULD PROBABLY WORK JUST FINE!

Last but not least, if you think those two are the same character ive got some bad news for you buddy.

At least dye his beard brown. At least get the colours right. Please.

I think i mentioned everything i wanted. Lets hope the movie will get fixed or will turn out to be at least a bit better.

Thank you for letting me get nerdy about it <3

[veeagainsttheday]

Two lines from OFMD s2 have been rotating around in my head for the last few weeks. 

The first is from s2e3, when Ed is speaking with Hornigold about his sandals, and Hornigold tells him that he always has to have an angle. Ed responds by saying, ‘Nah, mate, I’m actually just a very simple man’ before sharing his thoughts about opening an inn. 

The second is in s2e7, after Ed left Stede, when Stede and Izzy are in Jackie’z. Izzy says to Stede, ‘You know what he did when I told him I loved him? He shot me,’ as Stede says, ‘He shot you. I know.’ Izzy continues, ‘He’s a complicated man.’ Stede doesn’t respond; they look at each other for a moment and then the scene ends. 

First of all - that line of Izzy’s about Ed shooting him when Izzy told Ed he loved him makes me want to start ripping my hair out in frustration. Ed shot Izzy when Izzy announced in front of the crew that vibes were bad because of Ed’s feelings for Stede Bonnet. Ed responded to Izzy saying he loved Ed by making a noise of disgust and walking out of the conversation. So it’s fascinating that Izzy has reframed the event in this way (and not the first time we hear him reframe it - as he tells Lucius a shark took his leg). Stede obviously heard that Ed shot Izzy (he says, ‘shooting people’s legs off’ in the list of reasons why Ed’s in the sackcloth at the start of s2e5), but we have no idea where he heard it from or who told him why. The way he says, ‘I know,’ to Izzy in s2e7 gives me the impression that he’s heard Izzy say it a number of times - he sounds weary. I’m guessing Ed’s never told Stede what really happened, nor any of the crew who witnessed it. But if I could ask the writers about one line from s2, I really think this would be it - I just don’t know how to interpret it (and if anyone has any ideas, I’d love to hear them below!). 

Anyway. Back to those two lines. Ed says he’s ‘actually just a very simple man’ in response to being misunderstood by Hornigold (actually his own self-consciousness). For two seasons, Ed’s been attempting to communicate that he’s got a simple, reasonable desire to retire from a dangerous, violent career and be with the man he loves. Izzy’s response has been to deny Ed that, to call Ed insane, try to keep him in piracy by whatever means he can, and of course try to get Stede killed. By the time Ed’s in the gravy basket, he’s arguing even in his own head that he’s a simple man, with a simple desire for the future. 

Then we come to s2e7, and Izzy still doesn’t get it. He still thinks Ed is a complicated man, he still thinks Ed is acting in a way that doesn’t make sense or requires some convoluted explanation. It’s notable to me that Stede doesn’t agree - we know from s2e3 (and, ya know, the rest of the show) that Stede understands Ed deeply.  Then I think about Ed talking to the ‘wolf’ in s2e4 - ‘It’s a very rare thing to find someone who understands you,’ he says, tears in his eyes, obviously missing Stede but also - fuck, man, that scene with the rabbit is so funny but makes me so sad for Ed, because he really does have a pretty simple desire and he’s spent months - implied years - being told that he’s crazy for having it.

[sceletaflores]

•｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ wip wednesday!

thanks for the tag babes! @guiltyasdave • nsfw under the cut! 18+ MDNI!

wip #1 • show me a little bit of spine! feat. logan howlett (& crimson!)

'five x-men walk into a bar, only three walk out…'

oops i don't have a sneak peek for this one...sorry chickens.

this is an official part two to "all's fair in love and viscera" cause i can't leave them alone to save my life! i finally decided on the name crimson for this specific reader, and the au as a whole will be called the to the bone universe (that’s also how it’ll be tagged on my acc!!!)

this is jealous!logan getting down and dirty in a bar bathroom after a special someone makes a move on his girl...wink wink nudge nudge. a special guest! a very special guest, cause what better way is there to get a man off their ass and admit they like you than dirty dancing with another man in front of him.

think degradation, biting, pain kink (obvi wtf). there's also some emotional constipation and just a hint of angst. it'll be so fun!

wip #2 • says he needs it bad (oh so very bad) feat. sub!logan howlett (& crimson!)

'it’s not often that logan needs this, but you’re always more than happy to give it to him when he does…'

double oops i don’t have a sneak peek for this one either…pls forgive me!

this is also apart of the to the bone universe but it's more like a non-connecting little blurb than another part...if that makes sense lol i just wanted to write more crimson!

all this is thanks to a lovely anon who sent in a req desperately needing me to speak on sub!logan. it's funny because ofc i'll speak on sub!logan wtf who do you think i am. it's honestly one of the fluffiest, softest things i've ever written...established relationship is really locking my ass down. it's still filthy though don't worry! think riding, think pain kink, think light dustings of a breeding kink. i really don't know how to explain this lmao it's gonna be great trust me!

wip #3 • hunting for sport... feat. logan howlett (& crimson!)

'there's a big bad wolf somewhere in these woods...'

You scramble backwards, stuck watching the way the brush starts to rustle as he gets closer. You push yourself back to your feet, muscles screaming in protest as you break into a sprint. It's all in vain, you know it is. He's only playing with you, letting you tire yourself out. He’s known where you’ve been the whole time, could smell you the whole time, could hear you the whole time. The two of you have been at this long enough now, his patience is starting to run thin. He's right behind you, if the violent thrashing of the brush over your shoulder getting louder is any indication. The dull sound of claws ripping through the forest floor growing closer and closer before the entire woods suddenly tilts on its axis.

this is also in the to the bone universe! can you tell that i'm really into this au? i physically can't stop writing them...another little fic that's outside the events of parts one and two :))) who would i be if i didn't write a chase fic for this man? that's the real question. more violence heavy than the other fics listed, i got bit by the freak bug and i need to write nasty sexy violence sorry babes.

wip #4 • give it to me like a man! feat. dbf!patrick zweig

'patrick comes to your college graduation party, he gives you the best gift...'

“Yeah, I've been pretty busy since the season started. Lot’s of traveling and shit, you know?” Your dad hums in agreement, nodding his head lazily. “For sure, my schedule has been killer this season.” He brags shamelessly, tone heavy with understanding like he and Patrick are in the same boat. Only your dad’s boat is a three million dollar yacht sailing to cushy televised matches and Nike shoots while Patrick is floating on a dinghy to some barely media covered ITF matches. “It’s a miracle I even had time to fly in for the party, isn’t that right sweetheart?” Your hand slides up the length of his cock in one slow motion, your palm grinding over the tip through the denim. “Yeah, daddy.” You say, voice going light and airy around the edges. Patrick thinks it’s being said to your dad, but when his eyes flick over to you, you’re already looking at him. Eyes half-lidded and shiny as your fingers brush over the metal of his zipper.

the long awaited dbf!patrick lol i know i've been dragging this damn thing out for like three weeks but it's the most "done" fic on this list so maybe maybe MAYBE it'll actually be posted soon...

anyway this is nothing but pure filth. just straight up nasty no plot at all pure sex and fucking hard gross style. lots and lots of dirty talk, degradation, risk play, sort of public sex, a barely there daddy kink...just me being nasty on a google doc for no reason!

no pressure tags! @ebodebo @artemis-b-writes @avocado-writing (it's technically thursday but like oh em gee who cares just do it anyway chickens)

[spineless-lobster]

Fuck me okay it’s 12:50 and I have to wake up early for work tomorrow but I don’t give a shit HERE ARE MY INCOHERENT THOUGHTS ABOUT THE WISDOM SAGA

Legendary:

- TELEMACHUS IS SO ADORABLE OH MY GOD I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!

- FULL SPEED AHEAD!!!!

- ARGOS!!!! ARGOS MY BELOVED!!!!!

- bro just wants to see his dad is that so bad?

- WATCHU GONNA DO ABOUT IT CHAMP?????

Little wolf:

- AS MUCH AS A BANGER AS I THOUGHT IT WAS!!!!

- Antinous is such an asshole I love him “your mom’s a slut your dad left you and I’m gonna beat the shit out of you now”

- TELEMACHUS IS SO CUTE!!! Athena does quick thought and he’s like “WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING????” and when athena explains it all he’s oh “wait this is sick as hell!!!!” I love him your honour

- Rip telemachus still got your ass beat womp womp

We’ll be fine:

- THEY’RE BESTIES!!!!!! ATHENA AND TELEMACHUS ARE BESTIES WOOOOOO!!!!!!

- “I had a friend like you once” that reminds of how in the odyssey EVERYONE is like “wow telemachus you look just like your dad lol”

- they’re such cute besties I sure hope nothing bad happens to either of them! 😁

Love in paradise: (what the fuck)

- NAW WHEN ATHENA DID TIME DIVE AND ALL THE MUSIC PLAYED SUPER FAST ARE YOU BEING FOR REAL RIGHT NOW?????

- “Who’s penelope? 🥰” “my wife 😔” “😐”

- You can’t kill a goddess! *stream fucking dies*

- “I’m not your man” as “I’m just a man” what if I threw up

- y’know if calypso didn’t imprison odysseus on his island and harass him all the time I think I would like her

- also her voice is beautiful!

- NOT HER CALLING HIM ODY YOU CANT CALL HIM THAT!!!!!

- ody at the edge of the cliff… this part fucked me up

- SHE SAYS OPEN ARMS!!!! YOU CANT SAY THAT!!!

- POLITES!!!!!! 😭😭😭

- ALSJGLJSKFLFNGLSJFLSHDKSHDLSHDLAHDLSHDLSJGLSHDLSHDLSJFLSKDKDK ALL OF THE MOTIFS ALL AT ONCE WHAT THE FUCK NO NO YOU CANT DO THAT YOU CANT FUCKING DO THAT!!!!! STOP FUCKING STOP RIGHT NOW

- what if I killed myself then what

- jay when I find you it’s on sight

- straight up if I imagine ody’s pain for too long I get so incredibly sad it’s not even funny

- FREE MY MAN ODYSSEUS HE DID ALL THAT BAD SHIT BUT I DON’T CARE!!!!!

God games:

- LETS GOOOOO ANOTHER FUCKING BOOPPPP!!!!!!!

- APOLLO!!!!! <333

- I love songs with clanky bits like heph’s part it makes me :DDD

- Aphrodite’s voice is >>>>>>>>>>>>>>

- Ares’ flow is so insane I have it stuck in my head I love it

- beat the shit out of your brother athena lets goooo!!!!!

- HERA!!!!!! 🪩🕺🪩🕺🪩🕺🪩🕺

- GROOVY!!!!!!!

- “He never once cheated on his wife!” “…release him.”

- BEAST MODE ZEUS HOLY SHIT BEAST MODE ZEUS!!!!!!!

- SERIOUSLY THATS THE SICKEST THING EVER LUKE HOLT’S VOICE IS KN ANOTHER FUCKING LEVEL!!!!!!!

- TEAGAN’S VOICE TOO HOLY SHIT THIS SONG DEFINITELY HAS THE BEST VOCAL PERFORMANCES!!!!!!

- SHE CAN’T BE DEAD YOU CAN’T KILL A GODDESS SHE’S JUST TIRED SHE’S JUST SLEEPING!!!! EVERYTHING IS FINE!!!!!

…anyways so if you guys don’t hear from me it’s because I’ve run away to an isolated convent and have dedicated my life to god

Fuck what a good saga this was

[vigilskeep]

you gonna check out Vows & Vengeance? Would love to get your first impression/takes on it

yeah i listened to ep 1 this morning!! one comment without context: the line “more or less” made me choke on my drink

some comments with spoilery context under the cut:

nadia & elio are fine, i wish their dialogue was a little less uhhh self-aware and expository (“we are having an argument and this is exactly how i feel and i will explain why my backstory is responsible! now i will state your character flaws clearly out loud for the audience!”) that’s a pet peeve of mine. they and their relationship feel a bit generic to me overall. like i say they’re just kind of fine

i guess i did enjoy that nadia’s right and elio does act like a magister and immediately try to solve problems like a magister when they come up. i always like when there’s a new character and the things they say ring true for where they’re coming from, it makes them feel uhhh rooted in the world? i suppose tevinter social class being plot relevant at all is nice in terms of just knowing they’re grounding things in the established lore

people announcing their spells by name so that you know what’s going on was deeply goofy i can’t decide whether or not i loved it

neve attempting to freeze an entire fucking bay to stop a boat and only failing because a magister cast his way out was insane. i said this about her protective dome in the initial gameplay reveal, but she is doing magic on a level we simply have not seen

ummmmm i liked the appearance from our good old wolf pal. it’s funny i feel like i’ve gotten much more fond of him lately. but at the same time whenever we’re not seeing him from an inquisition inner circle member’s perspective i kind of re-learn the way i saw him when he killed felassan at the end of the masked empire. the way i see him when he’s not the guy the inquisition knows, you know? he seems more dangerous and unpredictable to me when we’re looking through a different set of eyes than as one of the people he had to interact with for so long and deal with as people rather than merely obstacles to his greater purpose. i don’t inherently trust him or put anything past him in the same way when he’s dealing with someone he doesn’t have that uh soft spot for

though that “i’m sorry” when things went bad seems demonstrative of the effect dai had on him. it’s not exactly the response of a man who can still convince himself these aren’t really people. anyway no idea what happened in that funny little ritual but rip to another of his a+ plans. you’ll get there one day buddy

not entirely convinced at all that it’s really elio that nadia is hearing 😬

the idea that a person in tevinter hears the words “the hinterlands” and immediately knows it means the hinterlands in ferelden (which i can only assume is what it means) is so stupid i was genuinely taken aback like be serious jsgsjsjsk

[writing-whump]

Bad careraker

Needed a break from the drama, so have some Dylan with indigestion and Rip having no idea what to do about it.

When Dylan came home from his emergency hospital call from his sister, it was already late afternoon.

Rip spent the day polishing the kitchen, trying to manage the chaos Dylan left in his wake. Dylan was messy even on a good day, but when he got into something—like digging out his boxing gear or work-out equipment Rip couldn’t identify—their living room turned into a disaster zone.

Forced to live in less-than-clean environments in the last years, Rip cherished the chance to take care of this place—sweeping, dusting, mopping the floors—and he was practically in love with the dishwasher! It was the coolest thing, aside from actual clean plates without splitters that weren't plastic or from the garbage.

Plus, he felt like he was contributing something. Moving around the place was safe, and he could feel himself managing more and more on his feet every day. Which was good cause keeping up with Dylan's fast pace of ruining his work was a worthy challenge.

How Dylan functioned in that mess when he didn't have to was beyond Rip's reality.

When Dylan arrived, his shoes went, of course, flying in two different directions. He discarded his sweaty shirt on the floor as he went, then collapsed in the middle of the sofa in the living room. "Ugh, that was horrible."

Rip had to work hard to contain his annoyance to twitching eyebrows. "Hi to you, too."

Dylan buried his face into the tiny pillow on the sofa with a long-suffering sigh.

"How did it go?"

"Didn't find out much. Just Sel crying her eyes out and everyone being super secretive. God forbit someone finds out Isaiah was sick."

Rip raised his eyebrows, bracing his hands on the kitchen island that offered good view into the living room. Must have been something serious if it got the Executioner into a hospital. Especially one that had such extensive medical knowledge. Something even he couldn't handle?

"I have never seen her like that." Dylan turned his head to the side, facing the turned-off TV. "Or I did, but like an eternity ago. Not since when she came to my room to cry about some bullying classmate or some shit. She was 12."

Rip rubbed the back of his head, not sure if that was information Dylan should be sharing with a stranger. "Will they...ehh, be okay?"

"Should be coming home soon. Honestly, I don't get the drama, he's got a shadow and is healing up. What could be so bad? Touchy wolves and their invulnerability crap."

Rip wondered if he should remind him that Dylan was a wolf too. It was funny to watch how he sometimes counted himself among humans without thinking.

Dylan's cheeks suddenly puffed out and he burped loudly. "Ughhh. My stomach's killing me."

Rip cringed. "What did you eat?'

Dylan turned to the side, so he could rub at his middle with a grimace. "Took Sel to McDonalnds. I completely forgot about how greasy that food is. Didn't eat stuff like that for months."

Rip's gaze went to the collection of protein shakes and vitamins that covered the cupboards next to the sink. Dylan was surprisingly aware of his health, on a diet to grow his muscles and aid his gym efforts. It was hard to meet someone that obsessed with himself. "Why would you do that, then?"

"Cause I forgot, that's why! Had like two burgers, chicken nuggets and fries....and the one more, cause we were waiting on empty and it was getting weird." He opened his mouth with another loud burp, his stomach churning aggressively. "Damn, it's really brewing in there."

Once again, Rip was at a loss for words in the face of Dylan's unashamed openness.

"s gonna ruin my streak too," Dylan said mournfully as he lifted himself up into a sitting position, swallowing heavily.

"Why is that so strickt?"

Dylan gave him a glare. "You are not gonna get sixpack from McDonalds and chocolates, man. And I need to look good on videos if I want sport and vitamin companies to sponsor me." He looked terribly pleased with himself. "I'm gonna make thousands of euroes from being an infleuncer on TikTok with his physique, you just watch."

Rip would be glad to watch if he knew what TikTok was. Dylan forced his old Samsung on him but Rip got easily overwhelmed by the number of apps installed there. Didn't help Dylan's teaching skills encompassed zero patience. Just as short his attention span. This online genration.

Dylan groaned, kneading into his stomach with both hands. That worked up a string of loud belches.

Rip scrunched his nose. "Really, man?"

"What? It's helping."

"Is it?" Rip said dryly. Dylan was getting paler by the second, swallowing frantically. Rip stepped closer to the sofa, and sure enough, he could hear loud, upset gurgles through the whole living room. "Maybe you should lie down or something."

"You don't lie down with indigestion, stupid. Sitting up is supposed to help." His stomach gave another growl again, like a cornered wolf.

"...are you gonna hurl?"

Dylan winced, glaring indignant daggers at Rip. "No. Just feel sick is all."

"That's what that usually entails."

Dylan gulped again, breathing through his teeth. "Do we have something for it?"

"Huh? We?"

"Yeah," Dylan said sullenly. "Sel always has drops or tea or some digestion enzyms at hand."

Rip shrugged, never having any of that ever, not to mention at hand.

"What about coke or tea?"

"Man, I don't do the shopping." He hadn't been outside since the stabbing. Saving that up for later, after Isaiah promised to see over his shadow and figure out what he should do to interact with people normally. His only contact outside was Dylan. "I can get you water?"

"Water? Geez-buurp-thanks, no thanks." Dylan cradled his belly gently, a shiever rocking his spine as his jaw snapped up with another wet burp. "I really don't...feel good."

"What about you go to the bathroom so you don't make a mess?" Rip suggested in irritation.

"I'm not...not gonna throw up," Dylan protested but dragged himself clumsily to his feet, arm wrapped tightly around his stomach. Now that he was standing Rip could see how bloated it was, skin stretched around a giant ball instead of the usual toned muscles.

The black haired wolf followed after Dylan. He didn't really want to be around, he wasn't sure what to do, but it also didn't feel right to just leave him to it. Not when Dylan had been so crazy about helping him at every turn.

Dylan didn't get far, bracing against the kitchen sink as his throat bobbed, working out another burp. He shook his head and grimaced queasily. "Not sitting right. Really wants to fight its way out of there."

"Less talk and more moving," Rip said, cause this was looking too close for comfort. He tugged at Dylan's hand just when the brown-haired retched emptily over the sink.

"See? Hurry up. Sink is gonna be a hassle to clean."

"Y-you are so mean, anyone told you that?" Dylan whined, but let Rip pull him away and towards the bathroom.

Rip felt a stab of guilt and defensive anger. Why was Dylan making such a big deal about a little nausea? Was his own fault for eating crap he knew he shouldn't.

Dylan stumbled in front of the toilet and moaned pathetically towards the water, hands shaking as he grabbed the rim for support.

Rip made a move to leave, then bit his lip at the pitiful whine. Dylan was so dramatic. "What now? Anything else you want?"

"Jerk," Dylan said, spitting into the toilet. His belly gave a loud gurgly moan that ended in a deep rumbling belch towards the water. "Oh, that hurts."

"Where is your fighting spirit," Rip said bitingly, but turned back to stand over Dylan. What was his role supposed to be in this? Dylan obviously wanted something, making such a scene out of it, but Rip couldn't figure out what.

"T-hink the f-fries are winning this round," Dylan wheezed. His shoulders hitched as he retched, but only another burp came up.

"Let it happen already. Geez, you make a big deal out of this," Rip said, rolling his eyes. He was close enough to get the stench from Dylan's unmuffled burps.

Dylan lurched forward suddenly, a wet burp bringing up a small gush of puke. The next heave came right after, a much thicker wave of yellowy mush.

Rip grimaced and looked away, but Dylan's loud retches and throaty burps didn't leave much to imagination.

Dylan was holding onto the rim of the toilet with both hands, a long string of saliva hanging from his mouth. There were little tears of strain sliding down his cheeks and he was sniffling.

"That it?" Rip asked, reaching over to hand him a bunch of toilet paper. "Nothing to be so shaky over, come on."

Dylan lowered his head, lips quivering as he wiped his face. Rip flushed the toilet, still standing over him.

"C-could you get me some water?"

Rip scoffed. "Now he wants water. Honestly, you don't look like you can keep it down yet. Let's not waste it."

That had Dylan's head snapping up, cheeks all red. "You are such an asshole, it's not a waste-"

Rip sighed and drummed his fingers gently over Dylan's back. Dylan's eyes glazed over and he turned back over the bowl sharply as it worked up another burp.

The next one brought a new splatter of sick though.

Rip chuckled at how well that worked. "There you go. Just get it out."

[roughhstrawberry]

Toji’s version

„Toji?! What are you-" Your voice died in your throat as you saw the man leaning against your door, hand still on the doorknob. His face was blank, too blank even for him. Great, you thought, he's finally lost it. "What's up with you? Then he raised his eyes to look at you.

His eyes were wide, pupils blown, like a wolf that had been starved and had happened to stumble on some fresh meat. He didn't even seem to be breathing.

You tried to speak some sense into him. "Toji, why are you in my room?"

The sound of your voice made him twitch, like something deep inside him had jolted to life, and

before you knew it, he was pushing you on the bed, fisting your uniform in his hands and ripping. You squealed. "Woah, asshole, at least buy me dinner first-"

He gasped out a few words as he pressed his lips into your pulse, pulling what remained of your shirt off you, before moving down to your skirt. "You've been holding out on me."

"What?" You managed to choke out as he rapidly undressed you. He hadn't even kissed you yet, and you wondered if he could even see through the haze in his forest green eyes. Despite yourself, despite your proud status as a staunch feminist, you felt a shiver run down your spine as you looked into that starved-wolf stare.

"You've been holding out on me," he repeated, voice strangled. He looked as bewildered as you felt, marvelling at his own actions, pulling your bra off you, ripping your underwear off, spreading your legs until your knees were beside your breasts.

He was still fully clothed, you fully naked and frozen underneath him. Not that this was the first time. But he was usually much more... refined. He was the kind of man who treated sex like it was fine art, playing you like an instrument, pressing all the right buttons, dragging you along like a puppet on a string.

You watched him undo his belt, still looking like he was sleepwalking. "Toji," you warned him, voice low even as you felt a drop of slick escape you. Maybe being a feminist could wait another day.

He stopped, a flicker of recognition pushing past his blank face. He let out a small oh, before dropping to his knees and burying his face into your cunt.

"Toji!" You gasped and arched up, utterly confused.

He hasn't even kissed me yet . His tongue was hurried yet completely methodical, like he couldn't afford to waste time on a mistake. Funny,

that, when he always crooked his tongue just right, pressed it flat against you to lap up at your labia before sliding it right into your dripping hole, tensing the little muscle, pushing in and out and in and out and in and-

You let out a high-pitched moan, even in your confused state. Toji's tongue was insistent, stiff against your walls, the texture of his tastebuds rubbing against you just right. Good at everything, you rolled your eyes, even as you grinded your hips against his, searching for your climax even as you recalled with a twinge of doubt that he hasn't even kissed me yet.

Toji sped up, tongue now flicking in and out of you at light speed, nose pressed into your clit, and before you knew it you were cumming, shuddering on his mouth, crying out his name. "Toji! Enough!"

But Toji was still dead silent, eyes miles away, as he crawled up your quivering body and stood up, finally peeling his tight black shirt off, unbuckling his belt until his big brown pants fell softly to the floor. He took his boxer off with it, his cock bouncing up to hit his stomach.

The sight of it alone, thick and veiny and slapping his muscular stomach almost had you running for the

hills.

"Like what you see?"

I'm not going to get out of this alive.

"Toji, are- are you okay?" You looked at his swollen cock again. He was moving now, spreading your legs to spit on your cunt, once, twice, thrice. His spit hit your skin, missing your cunt slightly to spatter on the crook of your thigh. You jerked, feeling more like an object as he went on. You refused to start liking this.

"Jeez, Toji, talk to me. You can't just ignore me like that'

"You've been holding out on me." There it was again, that absurd little accusation.

"What the fuck do you even mean by that, Toji? Why are you being so. " You trailed off. Weird? Creepy?

Desperate? You had no idea how to describe the man in front of you right now, as he pressed your legs impossibly closer to your torso, moving down to meet your eyes, until you were folded in half beneath him, legs on his shoulders, putting you into a-

Oh, shit.

There's no way.

You had gasped and slammed your phone down on your desk, face flaming with embarrassment. You sighed in exasperation. It is seven in the damn morning. You picked your phone back up, only for it to be fished out of your hands by the man sitting beside you.

"What's got you all flustered, hm?"

"Toji!" You hissed, and by some miracle you managed to swipe your phone away without alerting your other coworkers, but not before Toji glimpsed the caption on the tiktok you were watching.

Mating press, king, and she'll be yours forever.

You were back in your seat, sulking, still all hot and bothered.

Toji wondered what a mating press was. He decided to look it up later, just out of curiosity, nothing more.

It's not like he wanted you to be his forever or something.

That was the first thing Toji had thought when he finally understood the picture Siri was painting in his head. When it finally registered in his dumbstruck mind what exactly the very naked couple were doing on his screen. He switched off his phone, gaping like a fish as his mind ran a mile a minute.

So that's what a mating press is. Okay then.

He shot off his bed, papers from the work he was supposed to be doing flying everywhere. Phone forgotten, powers forgotten, he all but sprinted in the direction of your room. Your room, with you in it, probably on your bed, where he could see you all folded and begging and stuffed full of his-

He had pushed your door open, half-delirious with need and filled only with a single-minded determination to put you in a mating press and fuck you so hard your insides were never going to be the same ever again. He had ripped your clothes like a damn animal, not even hearing your voice, and had barely remembered to get you ready before he tore you in half.

If he wasn't him and you weren't you, that would have looked like a crime scene in the making.

Now here he was, all the blood in his brain stuck in his cock, his aching, so-hard-it-was-about-to-fall-off cock. He couldn't even keep the desperation out of his face, as his eyebrows scrunched up and his mouth fell slack with need.

"Daddy," he had managed to gasp out, as he felt the back of your ankles pressing against his shoulders.

"It's Daddy when we're fucking, remember?"

"Daddy," you whined against him, face unable to reach his, seeing as you were folded like a damn pastry beneath him, his hands holding your head, the back of your thighs pressed against his chest.

"Daddy, please." You had finally caught on with him, the stupid tiktok front and center once more in your mind. A mating press. A fucking mating press. Toji had you in a mating press and looked fully intent to break you into pieces.

I mean, it's not the worst way to go.

Then his cock was pushing inside you. If you had any hopes about your survival before, they disappeared now as you took in his massive cock. The cock of a horse. Toji pushed in, groaning at the resistance, struggling to hold back and let you adjust. You pushed against him in earnest now, protesting at the pressure of him trying so desperately to fuck into your too-tight cunt. You needed to relax, maybe open your legs, anything but this feeling of his cock that you were sure was brushing against your tonsils the wrong way.

"Too big, Daddy, can't take it, I need to-"

"No," he gasped out at you, still pushing, digging his heels into the mattress. "No, no, need it, need this, can't stop- Fuck-"

His hips were out of his control now, fucking you in tiny little thrusts, still only half-inside you. He needed the friction, needed anything, because the feeling of your thighs against his abs and your ankles up on his shoulders was-

"Need this," he whined into our mouth. "Need this so bad, need this need this need this 'm sorry I can't hold it-"

"Daddy," you pleaded to him, high off his desperation. High off the needy apologies coming out of his mouth. You let out a squeal as he finally bottomed out in you, his cock pushing your guts into your throat, his thrusts still shallow and desperate.

"Gonna make it feel good," he muttered into your open mouth. "Swear this'll feel good for you too, fuck!" You yipped a little as he yelled out profanities into your mouth, choking out little moans of your own. His cock was too big and the press was too tight and it felt so damn good.

He fell on his forearms, and you wondered how much more you could take before bones start breaking. He laced his fingers on top of your head, thumbs on your forehead, holding you still. He mumbled out another gonna make you feel s' good before pounding you in earnest, practically bouncing you both on your mattress. His balls smacked against your ass, and the feeling was so damn satisfying that he just had to go harder. You would sport matching bruises tomorrow, his hips on your ass. You pushed out moans in time with his unforgiving pace, a metronome playing the beat to which his sanity danced away from him.

For a second, Toji wondered if he should slow down, give you a chance to breathe, even if the effort kills him. But then he found the strength to peel his eyes open and crane his head back, taking in your tears, your sweat, those eyes of yours that practically screamed-

"More?" He sounded fucking pathetic, his voice octaves higher than it usually was, but he didn't care.

"More, you little slut? That what you want? You want more?"

"I'll give you more," he babbled, "More, baby, give you more give you everythin' gonna fuck you so hard you won't walk for weeks."

"God, I could just fucking eat you right now, look at you, yeah? You look so fucking good. So fucking-" His face was tilted down to yours, head cocked to his side, as he cooed little encouragements that drove you mad.

He sounded absolutely wrecked. He sounded like he was begging, like he was praying, even as he whispered crazed little promises in your ear.

"Shouldn't have let me see your screen this morning.

Oooh you shouldn't have let me see that. You been thinking 'bout this baby? Know you have, I know you have. Been wanting me to do this to

you? Yeah? Been wanting me to fold you in half and fuck a baby into you like the little slut you are?"

You clenched at his words, earning a groan from him.

Your toes curled beside his head and he gripped your ankle, kissing the side of your leg in a moment of pure adoration. He managed a crooked smirk, eyes glazed over. You could swear there was nothing more beautiful in the world than that wrecked little smile, even as it twisted with pleasure. "Oooh, you want that? Want me to fuck a baby into you? Yeah? How many do you want? C'mon tell me, how many do you oooh fuck -

"Mmm yes please yes please yesyesyesss-" was all you could manage. He laughed at you, breathless, and you wondered how he could keep up this pace and still rattle off incredibly filthy little comments, looking right in your eyes.

"You'd like that? Yeah? Gon' look so pretty, little baby, so pretty full of my child, yeah? All round and glowing and heavy with me. All of 'em will look at you and see me, all me, see that I did that. You want that? You want that you want that-"

"Close," was all you could mutter back. Your spit was pooled in your throat, choking you. You couldn't swallow, couldn't even breathe as his pace picked up and his thrusts went impossibly harder, harder and harder as he fucked you so deeply your brain shut down completely, your poor cunt red and stinging with abuse.

Toji was in bed as he was in life, absolutely ruthless.

But this, oh this was different.

There was nothing else, nothing else in the world but him now. Nothing but him and his handsome face all twisted above you, sweat dripping down from strands of black hair to fall on you. Nothing but his arms holding your legs up, nothing but his hips fucking into you like he wanted nothimg more than to become one with you, nothing but his cock, his huge, hard, unforgiving cock-

"That's right, sweetness," he muttered, looking through your eyes and straight into your thoughts.

"Just me, all me, you'll never know anything else but me. "Right, baby, just me and my cock, fuck!" He shifted, pulling his legs up, finding the leverage to thrust in and out even faster, even harder-

"Too much," was all you could manage. "Daddy, it's too much-" You pussy quivered in warning, your body held too tight to be able to see you through your orgasm without falling apart. You felt him grip your head again and finally, finally, kiss you, pressing his lips to yours just as you let out a sound you had never made before, just as you came and came and came and didn't stop.

"Mmm fuck baby" Toji muttered into your mouth, your moans coming out of you in staccato. "Yeah, yeahyeahyeah milk me fucking milk my cock gonna cum in you fuck a baby, my baby into you and you're gonna fucking take it take it nnngh -"

You had heard stories about it, of course, orgasms that were so good they didn't stop, crashing into one another with barely any time between them. But dear god it was never like this, this pleasure so intense it was painful, and you begged and begged and begged the black-haired monster on top of you to stop please it's too much i'm gonna die i'm gonna fucking die please-

"Can't," he gasped into you, as his hips stuttered and his balls clenched and squeezed. "Can't stop, gotta give you my cum gotta give you my baby gonna cum gonna cum you gonna make me cum you're squeezing too hard oooh-"

You sucked in an inhale and managed to speak. "Give it to me, Daddy, want it, I want your cum."

Toji let out a small gasp, eyes widening almost comically in shock, before-

His body curved and bowed, hips pressed hard against you, arms below your body and hands gripping your shoulders. He buried his face into your neck, teeth latching on to skin, biting down to draw blood, a choked groan making the veins on his neck pop out. His eyes were still wide open, face frozen with shock as he came, really came, his balls squeezing painfully, a deep ache in his gut, indescribable tingles all along his cock, his spine, down to the soles of his feet, up to his fried brain.

Your body protested against the sheer force he was holding you with, and you felt a few joints creak in protest before Toji lost his strength and collapsed on top of you, panting, unconscious for a handful of seconds.

When he did come to, he groaned and dropped his forehead on yours. Absently, he started kissing you.

He felt like someone had taken a taser to his brain stem. He could not, for the life of him, remember what the fuck happened between him running to your room and him cumming the hardest he's ever came in forever, but he did recall a lack of kissing.

So he kissed you now, in an almost-childlike manner, soft pecks and kitten licks. He pulled and sucked on your lips lightly, occupying his still-overloaded brain, waiting for his soul to come to him. He wondered, the post-orgasm bliss holding back any real sense of urgency, how bad he had hurt you.

Man, what the fuck happened to me?

"You went a little crazy there," you whispered weakly, looking at the man on top of you. He still looked a bit blank, you noticed, like he honestly had no idea how he had ended up here.

Then he looked at you, eyes crinkling at the sides and looking a little more like himself. "Oh, did I say that out loud?" He laughed, kissing you again, before moving a hand down to your thigh.

You froze. "Toji, you can't be serious."

He looked at you like you were the insane one.

"What, I haven't broken any of your bones yet, have I? Now stay still."

You squawked a hurried no! as he jerked you against him, your knees back up as he gave an experimental thrust.

"Sensitive," you hissed, "Sensitive, Toji, you insatiable-"

"Insatiable is right," he said to you, eyes wide, still looking like you just told him the Earth was flat. He towered over you, kneeling now, and with horror and a bit of something else you felt how hard he still was.

You couldn't keep the awe out of your voice. "Toji, you just came."

He scoffed, already starting to fuck into you. *Yeah, and?" Then he shook his head, dropping back down on top of you. "A mating press, huh? Better do some yoga now, baby girl, ain't no way l'm giving this up." He punctuated his words with a hard thrust, and all you could do was moan and take it.

"Toji..No more"

More, more, more- Inka

[eggcompany]

Dumb Dog Part 2

Stiles shoved the fleshlight between his thighs. He didn’t even bother taking his sweatpants off. Derek was panting against his neck, squeezing the younger man tightly. 

It was a usual thing now. Derek got hurt, ended up at the Stilinski residence, with his dick hard and needy, and Stiles there to calm him down. It only took one chaffy experience for Stiles to order a fleshlight online, it was a simple clear silicone, easy to clean. 

This day Derek got ‘ hurt’ by cutting his hand while teaching something to Scott. The cut was deep, sure, but it wasn’t something that wouldn’t heal in an hour. Derek had met Stiles at his front door, knowing the sheriff was away, with puppy eyes and a bandage wrapped hand. Stiles just rolled his eyes and tried not to think too hard about the way Derek looked a little too chipper as he ran up the stairs. 

“I wanna mate you” Derek begged into the back of Stiles' neck, his hips grinding into the back of Stiles' thighs. Stiles would have never guessed it but Derek talked a lot when they did this. Whatever this was. He also figured that when werewolves get hurt their heads get kinda funny, add in addition to a boner and a warm body… Derek got all colors of loose lipped and stupid. He once asked Stiles if Stiles could come over. 

“I know, come on” Stiles said and guided Derek’s hard cock from where it was rubbing against Stiles' back. Stiles made sure he was lined up correctly before pulling his hand away. Derek moaned out, short and deep, as he slid into the warmed silicone channel. He hummed happily, hands finding Stiles' own, squeezing it in thanks. Stiles usually made sure to use warm water when washing the toy before using it, holding the lube in his hand long enough so it was warm. Derek hissed and whined when the toy was cold. Spoiled. Stiles had to shake his head. He spoiled Derek to warm fleshlights and easy orgasms. While they held hands. That was crazy to even think. 

This was a regular just friends thing. Nothing more. 

Derek was huffing, fucking roughing into the toy, completely unaware of Stiles' never ending inner crisis. His breath was hot and wet against the back of Stiles' neck, hands locking together. The bed was rocking with Derek’s rough thrusts, it was almost enough to distract Stiles from his own aching cock. 

Derek always helped finish him off, big rough hands pulling him to orgasm with a quiet little thanks before he was sleeping, needing a nap. Stiles reached down to palm himself, giving himself a squeeze, biting his bottom lip at the feeling. It was a small relief as Derek kept on fucking the toy, arms squeezing, pulling their bodies together ever tighter. 

“I’m gonna cum. Wish it was Stiles. I want Stiles. I like Stiles.” Derek slurred out as his rhythm fell away to manically chase his own release. His fingers dug into Stiles’ sides, leaving small bruises in their wake. Stiles’ breath caught, body rocking roughly as Derek gets closer and closer. 

“You do?” The younger asked as Derek started letting out high pitched whines, he nodded his head, nose dragging up and down. Stiles knew by now that those noises meant the wolf was close. When Derek let out one short loud cry and stopped pulling back, he cuddled closer, mumbling against the boy’s neck as his orgasm ripped through him.  

“I can hear him when he jerks off if I stand outside under his window. He makes good noises. And he smells good after. He washes his hands but the smell… It sticks to him.” Derek explained in a dreamy way. Stiles shoved his hand under his waistband, shoving it down, getting a hand around himself, quickly giving himself a few tight strokes. 

“Oh?” Stiles asked, trying to get more of those dirty words from Derek. The wolf nodded and nuzzled into the soft hair at the base of Stiles’ head. 

“I wanna mate with him. I wanna suck him off. I know he tastes good, I know it. I want him so bad.” Derek said like it was a dream he’d never achieve, begging. 

Stiles’ hand moved quickly on himself, his mind suddenly flooded with images of Derek on his knees, soft lips wrapped around Stiles’ cock, eyes all blown and big as they stared up, full of want, silently begging Stiles to cum down his throat. Stiles had to focus to get his eyes back from where they rolled back. The images flashing through his head were unfair . 

“Why don’t you ask him?” The younger asked through gritted teeth as his hand flew over his cock, Derek’s hips gave a weak twitch, cock still trapped in the soaked toy. He let out a sad noise, something squeaky and breathy. 

“Because he’s not mine. I don’t want to hurt him. I don’t- I love Stiles. I don't wanna be bad for him. Only one in my whole pack that cares about me.” Derek said sadly, reached down, following Stiles’ arms until he was the one jerking the boy off. Stiles came with a groan, wishing Derek would make his fist a little tighter, but enjoying the rough palms. 

After a minute or two and Stiles had his brain back, he grabbed some tissues from his bedside and wiped them both down. He was careful not to move too much, Derek was in his weird smushy headspace, so he just carefully set the toy beside the bed, making sure to keep it up and not let any of the lube and cum spill onto his carpet. He had to reach over his own hip to clean Derek up, causing the wolf to whimper. 

He let Derek spoon him, a rumbling occasionally floating from the wolf’s chest, as he cleaned himself up. Stiles was tossing the soiled tissues away when Derek’s words finally caught up with his brain.  

“Your pack loves you, Derek. We- They all care about you. Why wouldn’t w-they?” Stiles asked, trying to keep his words straight. Derek huffed and shook his head, arms contracting a bit around Stiles, just a little squeeze. 

“I try to protect them and keep them happy and warm and fed but they don’t care about me. They won’t feed me or rub on me or even touch me. Stiles won’t. He’s a human, only way he can bond with me as pack leader is to mate with me. He won’t. I’m too big.” Derek said sadly, hid his face deeper into Stiles’ shoulder. His voice was rough, like each word was being forced out. It was sad. 

Stiles thought about it. No one touched Derek, bumping shoulders with him or hugging him or smacking his arm. Except Stiles. No one really did anything for Derek, they just got things from him. They were taught by him, learned about poisons and cures, learned about their powers and strengths. No one ever really gave anything back though. Few thanks, no gifts, no shows of affection, of pack bonding with Derek. They all talked to each other and touched each other, no one did that to Derek. 

Stiles felt guilty at that moment. Even though he wasn’t really a part of the pack, he should have seen it earlier. 

“Do you want Stiles to be a part of your pack?” Stiles asked quietly, mind trying to make a plan on how to get everyone to be nicer to Derek. It was the grumbled response that had him reeling though, sending his mind into a spiral. 

“Yeah… yeah he’d be special. Like my alpha.” Derek grumbled before falling into the arms of sleep. Stiles was left blinking into the darkness of his room. What ? 

He tries to lay out what he knows. Derek likes him. Derek wants him. Derek listens to him jerk off, weird but way too hot to care. And Derek wants to fuck him. Okay. 

Derek wants him to be his alpha. The alpha’s alpha? But Stiles isn’t even a werewolf. It makes his head spin, trying to figure out what that meant. 

He stayed awake trying to figure it out until Derek eventually got up, being deathly quiet as he left. The rumble of the camaro was the only signal Stiles got that Derek had left the house.

Stiles went to bed way too late after falling down the rabbit hole of online articles about anal sex and gay porn. He woke up with wet boxers, but no one needed to know that. 

~~~~~

“Derek, I read that if you’re born as a werewolf it affects your body. Changes your body physically, gives you different organs and glands and such.” Stiles said one afternoon as he sat on a blanket just outside of the Hale House. They all had been meeting up, pack meetings, now with Issac and occasionally Boyd. 

Stiles had gotten there first, setting out the picnic blanket, deciding it would be a good day to be outside. He had a book open on his lap, backpack open next to him. Derek walked out of the front door, moving to stand on the porch, glaring down at the younger man. 

“Are you asking about tails again? I swear to god Stiles, I will hurt you.” He growled, anger pitching his eyes a red color for a split second. Stiles shook his head, waving his hand in the air. 

“I’ve gotten over the tails. I read omegas are born with certain brain hormones that change how they feel about people. And certain changes physically. That werewolves’s bodies can be physically different from their wolf.” He explained, eyes unable to meet Derek’s own. He’d barely figured out the whole ‘inner wolf’ identity thing. The wolf huffed and hopped down, walking to lean against a tree across from Stiles. 

“… yeah. Omegas develop differently than Alphas in the womb. Betas develop like a regular werewolf. As we age our wolf develops and changes with our status.” Derek explained and crossed his arms, face in the sun, enjoying the warmth. Stiles couldn’t help but look at the way the light caught on his cheekbones, the way his arm muscles bulged under the thin material of his navy long sleeve. 

“What were you born as? Since you changed from beta to alpha.” Stiles asked when Derek blinked his eyes back open. Derek swallowed and kept his eyes on the old house, away from Stiles. 

“I was born omega.” He answered and remembered before he got bumped to beta. It was… a hard time. 

“And?” Stiles asked and Derek shrugged, trying to act like it didn’t bring back memories. 

“And my body developed omega but my wolf is alpha. Have you been talking to Issac?” Derek asked back, looking at the other. Issac was more chatty, learning more about himself, his status, about how he felt as omega. Stiles smirked. 

“Yep. He’s an omega and he told me all about it. Only took one wolfsbane beer and some heavy petting. I assume you don’t go into heat since you’re an alpha and you don’t submit but-” Stiles explained as a slight blush found its way to his face at the memory of Issac being in his lap, shirtless, panting against his neck as he ran his hands across the blonde’s body. He was still speaking when Derek cut him off. 

“You’d be wrong.” The older boy said and looked at Stiles, hoping that the nervous feeling that was churning in his gut wasn’t showing in his eyes. Stiles stopped and cocked his head to the side, eyebrows drawing together in confusion. 

“What?” Stiles asked, trying to rewind and rethink what he’d just been told. Derek kept his eyes on the younger man, seeing the gears turning behind his eyes. 

“If you assume that, you’d be wrong.” Derek stated and smirked and walked over to the driveway, looking down it. He could faintly hear the sound of Scott’s bike and someone’s car. He also took the moment to take a few deep breaths, knowing the human couldn’t hear them. 

Stiles was malfunctioning, mind going a million miles a minute. Derek has heats? Derek submits ? How?Is it the same as what Issac described? Horny and hungry and desperate to give into all the desires that would normally be easy to suppress. Stiles then had a heatwave pass through him as his mind filled with the images of Derek desperate and pleading, clawing and begging, soaked and sweet. He had to hit himself in the head to make it stop enough to ask another question. 

“You heat? When? We see you every week, Issac said that when it happens to him he has to stay away from everyone.” Stiles asked, needing to know what it was for Derek. 

Did he heat but was it an emotional thing? Did he want to? Did he have to? Did he suppress it? How’d he hide it from everyone else? Why was he telling Stiles of all people?

“I’m alpha. I don’t get the same heat as an omega. I don’t need a manic orgy to feel calm. Why do you think we have pack sleepovers?” Derek teased as he heard the vehicles come closer and closer. He looked over at Stiles, seeing process it all, mouth open, surprised. Stiles finally looked up at the older boy, lust scenting off him lightly. 

“Oh… do you not get um… how Issac gets?” Stiles asked, blush heavy on his cheeks. Derek smirked and walked up to watch Scott come through the trees. 

“If you’re asking if I get wet then I guess you’ll never know.” The wolf answered before giving a small wave to Scott who was parking. Leaving Stiles with a head full of Derek wet . 

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Replies

Replies! About Jamil’s roommate, twst boys making each other jealous, Jade feeding Silver funny mushrooms (again) and some other twst stuff.

Anonymous asked:

hi i love ur art sm. i love how often u draw ortho bc some of the twst fandom always leave him out <//3 thank u and have a great day!!

Thank you, Anon!! It means a lot! <3

Ortho really is underappreciated, and I think a lot of people just aren’t sure what to do with him… and some people are genuinely uncomfortable with him lol But he has so much to offer and is so unique and interesting that I can’t really help it. He is a joy to draw, and I am always happy when people like drawings of him.

Have a great day too!

Anonymous asked:

I don't like your latest artwork at all. At all!!! It's smug aura mocks me...

that feeling when you realize you will never have a cozy morning jamil greeting you when you wake up. why even live

(DON'T READ THE REST of this ask if you don't want spoilers for his birthday vignette, I don't even know if what I'm going to say counts as spoilers or if you care about these kind of vignettes)

They briefly introduced Jamil's mob roommate, and of course we don't get to know a lot about him (he's a mob after all), but I thought it was funny that his main contribution to the vignette was sleeping through every noise Jamil makes (like drying his hair or when his alarm clock goes off). I like to think that he is the one mob student who just isn't interested in Jamil in the slightest. It's not that he doesn't think he is pretty, it's just that it does nothing for him. Jamil, you need to treasure him!

Ouch, Anon! But also, fair! There is nothing to like about that latest artwork! If anything, it’s offensive! 😤 (thank you so much <333 and also thank you for this existential dread; why even live indeed…)

I KEEP FORGETTING THAT THE MAJORITY OF THESE BOYS HAVE ROOMMATES OMG Jamil and his mob roommie!! 🥹 lol it really would be funny if he was that one (1) Scarabia student who doesn’t have the hots for Jamil. Poor Jamil really needs to have one person around him that doesn’t look at him like a hungry animal. And finding this one guy took so much luck from Jamil that he remained luckless for the rest of his life 😔 rip

But also maybe this guy is just very good at pining quietly…

Anonymous asked:

re: jack x epel, i can see epel hooking up with people (slut smh) and not wanting any strings attached, and although i think jack wouldn’t be into hooking up…sometimes deuce isn’t around when he’s unbearably horny and he does share a class with epel, who’s more than happy to help a hot buff wolf man…and sometimes deuce will hang around ace and it makes jack jealous so he recruits epel to make deuce jealous >:3

the drama!

Oh god, the first years just keep fucking each other to make each other jealous!! 😭 This is why romance is forbidden in this kind of schools, because otherwise this shit happens! (fun fact: I have a little comic about Ace recruiting Epel to make Deuce jealous, but for now it’s only been posted on ko-fi) In all seriousness, these boys really are horny and petty enough for all kinds of drama to happen.

Epel would also probably be very into the fact that he is being this cool and mature… he would expect to be more experienced by Jack but 😔

Anonymous asked:

So which of the twst cast would flirt with someone else to get someone jealous? Also who would do it for funsies, to get back at them as petty revenge or some other petty reason?

APPARENTLY THE ENTIRETY OF THE FIRST YEAR! Shame on them! Shame on these boys! Sebek is the only normal one! 😡

In reality though, I can see Ace doing it; Deuce wouldn’t do it intentionally, he just ends up in these situations that make Ace jealous. Epel would absolutely try to do it though. Ortho might too, actually, but he would just tease a little bit…

Azul would be petty enough to do it but he isn’t super liked by others, so there probably won’t be much flirting happening lol Idia might tease Azul like that though, but it would backfire horribly somehow. I wouldn’t call it “flirting” though because Idia isn’t much of a flirt, but complimenting someone for being good at board-games is enough to get Azul mad.

Jade would do it in a very obvious way, almost too crudely for how sneaky and manipulative he usually is. But that’s absolutely intentional.

Jamil probably would, but not with Kalim – he knows that this kind of thing wouldn’t really work with him, and they don’t have this kind of relationship… pissing Azul off would be funny to him though because his reactions are very obvious.

Vil might do it a little bit; I keep thinking about that one jp RookVil comic about Vil surrounding himself with the Savanaclaw mobs during Beanfest and thinking  “it wouldn’t hurt for you to get jealous every once in a while”. Not something he usually goes for, but if he is feeling a little bit petty (i.e. after the VDC)? Easily.

Rook and Lilia both do it a lot but it’s never their intention to make someone else jealous lol

Malleus would be petty enough to do something like that though. As someone who often feels left out and neglected, he would be overjoyed to see someone getting jealous of him and upset with him flirting with someone else. He made Lilia jealous a couple of times, and it’s always such a big win for him that he can’t stop grinning very smugly…

Anonymous asked:

So apparently there is a mushroom called caterpillar mushroom which works similarly to viagra....

Jade likes mushrooms

Take what you want from this ask..... 😈

Anon, the mushroom itself is both fascinating and disturbing at the same time. Jade would be enamoured by it; both by how difficult it is to grow it and how powerful it is. He absolutely will start growing some. Why do you have caterpillars in your room, Jade? No reason. What is it that grows on their little silly heads? Just a little project…

He will definitely take his time deciding what would be the best use for it, but since he has to check if it works or not anyway, he would need a guinea pig. I guess it means Silver is getting another risotto 🤤

m1lk-n-cook1es asked:

A little prompt I had after reading the  Sleeping Beauty alternate story "Once Upon a Nightmare" that I found on AO3

"Silver fell to a sleeping spell that lasts for nine months. During this time, Lilia nonconed Silver roughly, and Silver ended up pregnant. And after Lilia found out he was pregnant, he began banging Silver in his sleep. One day, during the last day of the spell, Silver woke up in pain (both from contractions and Lilia banging him). Lilia banged Silver as he gave birth to twins. Lilia was disappointed he woke up, but happy that he had kids and planned to play with Silver more"

What a lovely family these two are 🥹

Really makes you think about how fucked up the original fairy tale actually is. It really is the somnophilia story, and Silver is the absolute star of it! Thanks Lilia for being this horrible.

While the topic of pregnancy and giving birth isn’t something that I like, the dark fucked up vibe of this prompt makes it kind of fun…

Anonymous asked:

This but with Lilia: https://youtu.be/AD95PSX7ntE?si=DRQmAWJBuonRvATT

Oh my GOD this is literally Lilia NOOOO

With his silly dance and his historically accurate Exes!

(in all seriousness, I am stunned by the production quality and editing of this video lol very impressive!!)

[frankdelfino]

finished watching teen wolf s1 and it’s genuinely so funny how derek is characterized as this shady mean guy with no patience who will rip your throat out at the slightest inconvenience when I really do think that man displayed soooo much patience with scott (and stiles lol) it’s actually kind of hilarious. scott gets him arrested TWICE!! for murder despite derek literally trying to help him. he gets a pass for the first time but the second time he knows damn well derek didn’t do that shit but blames him anyway lmfaooo. and after both times derek shows back up and is like okay now are you going to let me make sure you DON’T die. if I was derek I would’ve beat his ass up both times and then a third time just for fun.

[transsongtaewon]

[Read on Ao3]

"Do you think it's possible to be a werewolf in a cisgender way?"

Yerim was munching on popcorn, watching as the man on the tv turned into a slighter larger, hairier man with cooler teeth.

"What?"

Yoohyun was sitting next to her, ignoring the popcorn Yerim had very kindly placed where they could both reach it. She had asked if he wanted to watch the movie together on a whim, not really expecting him to take her up on it, but he'd just looked vaguely annoyed and agreed. So now here they were, watching a mediocre monster movie together because Yerim thought the summary sounded funny.

"Just, can you be a werewolf in a cis way? Or, wait, do you not know what cis means?"

It made sense, of course. Why would Yoohyun of all people know about this stuff.

"Of course I know what cis means, who do you take me for." Yoohyun looked a little insulted and a little smug at the same time.

"Sometimes I almost understand why ahjussi thinks you're cute."

The look on his face morphed into one of abject horror, making Yerim cackle. "If we destroy another couch this week ahjussi will be disappointed! Don't try to set me on fire!"

Yoohyun sent her a dirty look but did not try to kill her over being called cute. He could be so well behaved at times.

"I just mean, if you have a person and they literally transform into some weird ideal of masculinity but also it's a monster that eats people, that obviously says something about gender."

"But not necessarily in a trans way, right? I understand that it's an exaggeration of masculinity but that doesn't mean it's automatically about being trans, it can just be a general gender thing."

"As far as I'm concerned, all gender is trans." She threw a piece of popcorn at him just because she could. He incinerated it before it could hit his face. "You really don't want any? It's pretty good."

"That's a bold stance. And no thank you."

Yerim shrugged. "Your loss." It really was very good popcorn and she was still amazed that Yoohyun had been willing to make it for her using his abilities. He truly was just a big softy big down - given that one happened to be on his hyung's good side.

"But I mean it, gender is all just a construct with, like, expected performances and stuff, and trans people have to perform more than anyone. Also they're expected to, like, hide a lot of gendered things because they contradict how they want to be seen. Also also hiding things is deceptive and therefore monstrous. Bam."

She felt like she almost made a coherent point there, so she allowed herself a moment to be very proud.

Yoohyun's raised eyebrow accompanied the werewolf on screen ripping someone's throat out. "I'm sure Killermonster 3: Attack of the Clawful Wolf offers great insights into the plight of trans people everywhere."

"Maybe it does. What do you know about media analysis?" Yerim scoffed.

"Oh, so we're watching this for analysis? You should have said so, I could have helped with your homework."

"Excuse you! I don't need help from you of all people."

"Unlike some people, I always had excellent grades in school."

Yerim was deeply tempted to throw the entire bowl of popcorn at him.

"If you mess up the couch, hyung will be disappointed!"

She huffed. She wasn't going to do it anyway, since she was a very mature person who wouldn't act out over something so small. Obviously.

"Anyway. It's literally about people transforming, so how could there not be any trans subtext."

"Would that make Peace trans?"

Yerim couldn't give in now, her honor depended on it. "For sure." A beat. "How does all that work for him anyway?"

Yoohyun looked a little uncertain. "I think the species can change sex at will depending on what is needed."

"Wow."

He shrugged.

"I still will not be listening to your opinions, since you have clearly never thought about your gender presentation a day in your life."

"Maybe not voluntarily," Yoohyun conceded. "But when I did my pr training and styling of course they considered that."

"Wait, really?"

"What do you think they did during that? I had to try out like fifty different looks until we landed on this one." He shrugged. "All the same to me, really."

She tried to imagine Yoohyun doing a cute concept and burst out into giggles. "Would you have gone with it if they decided to out you into frilly dresses all the time though? I thought even you would have your limits."

"Why do you think I've never worn dresses before?" He sounded so genuinely confused Yerim was confused right with him.

"You have? When?!"

"Not since I was young, but it was really the same as anything else."

Yerim blinked. "I really can't imagine that."

"And here I thought you were trying to combat gender stereotypes."

"Where you're correct, you're correct I suppose." She crunched a bit more of her popcorn. "Does Yoojin know about the dress thing?"

Yoohyun looked at her like she had gone a bit insane. "Of course he does, why wouldn't he?"

"I don't know! I just didn't expect this!"

Yoohyun got a look on her face that made her want to instinctively check if her shoelaces had been tied together, even though she of wasn't wearing any shoes. Before she could figure out what the fuck that meant, Yoojin opened the door.

"Hi! Sorry it got a bit late for me, you know how the monsters are." Yerim nodded even though she wasn't entirely sure 'how the monsters are'. "Have you had anything to eat yet? I was going to make myself something, so if you want a snack..."

"That'd be great, oppa! Thank you!" Yoohyun called out.

"Of course, Yoohyun. You too, Yerim? Coming right up."

Yoojin busied himself in the kitchen and Yerim turned toward Yoohyun. "What was that?"

"What was what?"

He really had perfected the innocent look. Yerim decided not to think about this any longer. Trying to one-up the Han brothers in insanity was futile endeavor anyway.

Written for Sctir Pride Week Day 6: Werewolves/Weremonsters

[eggedbellies]

Would have been really funny if the eclipse happened and everyone turned into werewolves.

I mean just imagine turning to see some people start to breath heavy, as their fangs start to grow in, fur spreading, clothes ripping as their body changes. You try to walk away, thinking this is some joke, as you start to hear howls, begs, moans, all kinds of noises as everyone starts to least the beast take over. But you aren't immune, and you look at your hand, your claws starting to grow, and you are surrounded by those already turned, who want to help speed up your transformation.

Man. Just a like half hour wild wolf orgy then everyone wakes up all scratched and dripping cum and very very confused...

[the0retically]

The Suckening #12: The Twilight Zone:

Thoughts and quotes below, a wild first half of the finale

- I’ve put this off for too long it’s time to do this

- Oh hi le frog

- God Condi and bizly having to switch accents is so funny it sounds SO WRONG CONDI CANT DO IT AND BIZLY IS JUST DOING HIS OWN VOICE

- Love that the plan hinges on Taylor launter??

- Shilo being so adamant about not punching Emizel but then just doing it, I love them

- But oh god shilo has to talk to Theo because he looks like emizel

- Love music coming up when they’re going over the plan and then immediately cutting out when Arthur said demons instead of dangs

- “I know you hit it off with Viv” “my homegirl yeah” ARTHUR??

- “Who is it?” “It’s me” “…alpha” I cannot believe this

- ARE YOU SERIOUS MRS TAYLOR LAUNTER HAS A HELICOPTER????? CHARLIES DEFEATED SIGH WAS SO FUNNY

- SHARKBOY GAUNTLET????? WHAT IS HAPPENING

- “Good boy” “…..” “HA I WAS GONNA SAY GOOD MAN”

- I shouldn’t be sad that emizel can’t actually talk to Theo

- Also it scares me every time charlie asks what phone they’re using

- “I already told him about the plan to change faces” “then WHY THE HELL AM I DOING THIS?” “I don’t know I forgot”

- “This is such a classic Theo move I love you” :((((((

- Awwww them all being so excited emizel is the phantom flipper is so fun

- Bizly losing his mind over the dangs new plan is so funny

- Forgot how Edwards voice sounded god

- THEY HAVE TO LEAVE THE ROOM? Oh god

- “You know the plan, to be yourself” oh god

- Emizel you’re doing so bad this is awful

- 6 different Edwards??

- Why have they heard about shilo?

- Oh god this whole scene is like playing in my head I can see it so clearly

- Chester Chesser is such a cool name

- Paul with the unseen one freaky little dude I like him

- Ok yeah I love Paul he’s so fun

- You know who I miss though? Grefgore :( where is my boy

- Chet is insane??? Oh my god. The energy here is unmatched. Love Charlie and Condi just immediately going into laughter

- God the audio design is incredible in this campaign, the overlapping voices for Charlie is so good I love it

- “People think I’m weak do you think I’m weak?” “…you say that out loud in front of everyone?” OH GOD

- Paul and Chet being Emizel’s buds is so on brand I love it

- RENWICK!!!!!!!! HES COMMENTING!!!

- Oh it’s masquerade breakers that are competing

- …….and deacon rounded them up

- Interact with the show???

- “If there’s any invisible around” SO SMART ARTHUR

- Paul?? Oh they’re like the cameras. That’s really cool

- It’s fortnite, it’s fucking fortnite. Ok Charlie ok

- “I’d like to start-“ “ok shilo” “crying”

- Arthur is so cool I love him

- Oh there are humans—oh god it’s the dangs yikes that’s horrible

- “But I am walking the same amount of time!” “No” “….yuh-huh!”

- Charlie’s manic laughter was so fun who does shilo see?

- FORTNITE BUILDER!

- Love that they just keep saying minecraft and Charlie is like nah it’s fortnite building

- “Fortnite vampire” thanks Charlie

- OH GOD BIZLY IS LOSING IT

- ARTHUR IS POPPING OFF LETS GOOO

- “Now you’ve met the real devil” HOLY SHIT???? ARTHUR??

- OH!!! THIS IS WHERE THE WINGS COME IN THIS IS SO COOL LETS GO ARTHUR

- A wolf you say? Oh god the squirrel

- 3 roll off in a row?? That’s epic

- Uhhhh shilo? Please be ok

- LETS GOOOOOOO SHILO

- HE HAS A FRIEND!!!!

- Grangle!! Love him

- “Can I talk to satan?” “I’m not a say no dm am I? Oh god” PLEASE WHAT A MOOD

- HELICOPTER!!!!!! THE LAUNTERS ARE HERE

- Bizly losing his mind when Chet started talking is perfect I love Chet so much

- WEYLIN TWINS TIME!!!!!

- I LOVE THEM!!!!!!! HI HI HI HI HI

- IM CRYING THIS ENTIRE ENCOUNTER WITH CHET AND EMIZEL IS HILARIOUS

- “Hands too fast can’t stop them” Everyone breaks down laughing

- WHAT???? WHAT IS HAPPENING WITH EDWARD AND EMIZEL RIGHT NOW

- THE HELICOPTER HITS THE BARRIER????? WHAT??

- HE DIED????? RIP TAYLOR OH MY GOD

- NO HE SURVIVED LETS GOOOOOO HES NOT EVEN INJURED!!!!!

- Oh, :( one of the old people. It’s the people who know about the masquerade

- “Can you take me home?” “Yeah I’ll take you home” oh I’m gonna sob

- “I just walk with him for a while” “and then what?” “I don’t know. I keep walking. I don’t know where to take him” “ok, just keep walking” “Ben can you tell me about your family or anything you like?” And he just pointed out a bird in the trees :(( NOW HIM AND SHILO ARE TALKING ABOUT BIRDS IM NOT OK

- :( I agree with bizly this is the saddest thing Charlie has ever done

- I get why bizly said this destroyed him because I agree Ben’s whole situation is so incredibly sad

- Gotta wait to do part 2 but that was a phenomenal first half of the finale I loved it!!