#thank you for the request both of you!

[creepydixon]

i LOVE your ideas for dark!claimer!daryl 🫶🏻🫶🏻 if you’re able to, maybe you could write some headcanons or a blurb for daryl finding a girl (reader) who is younger and maybe recently left her group and he decides her wants to claim her first and he gets her? you can change any details! thank you!

| I love your work! Especially Dark!Daryl’s kinks. With the Claimers, how do you think Daryl would claim a girl? Also the leader of the Claimer’s name is Joe if you want to use that - anon

Dark!Daryl with the claimers and claiming a girl No real warnings. Girl being over 18. Claiming. SFW I think?

Daryl had once again left the men. Once again the men had pissed him off. With their constant yabber and fights, their tasteless humour. Sure, Daryl had also tasteless humour, when he was in his teenage years and went to the parkinglots parties. Smashing down letter boxes while riding a kids motorcycle, laughing loudly to piss off the rich neighbourhood they roamed at.

But those days were over. Focus were on surviving and claiming stuff. The black trashbag hung over his shoulder. It reminded him how he might look like a serial killer he used to watch on TV late at nights. When his old man had finally drank himself drunk and passing out, Daryl could sit up and stare until dawn at the grown up movies that went endlessly on the screen at nights.

Even if Daryl walked ahead of the claimers, he could hear their complaints. "Yer balls itching so fuckin' bad ya become a pussy?" Daryl heard Joe, their leader mocking chuckle to one of the men complaining. Daryl didn't even bother to glance over his shoulder to see the man getting pissed off. Typical sensetive men, they always being the biggest complainers in a group.

As Daryl kept walking, listening to the men scoffs and chuckles, his ears caught something else up. A rustle. It was low footsteps. Daryl dropped his trashbag and picked up his crossbow. He never passed the opportunity to take down a walker, the satisfying feeling of seeing the rotten body fall limp to the ground and bleeding out red and thick dark red blood was a picture of his frustration. Sometimes he would kick them when they lied there limp on the ground, although, it didn't take out his anger completely.

Daryl hid behind a tree, ready the walker would come closer. He listened for a while– but it was different. Usually, the walkers are attracted to noises, and with the mens' loud chatter, it should be a dime for the walkers. These footsteps seemed to walk further away. Daryl's mind soon made it clear, it wasn't a walker he was hearing, it was a person. And a person always had useful supplies. Daryl glanced behind the tree, seeing the person disappear through the trees. Obviously, the person was avoiding them. It meant the person was alone and seek to hide or sneak away before getting spotted.

Well, unlucky for that poor soul. Daryl was fast to follow, crossbow at the level of his eye as he quickly followed.

"Stop righ' there," Daryl said when he saw the– girl.

The girl, who had her back towards Daryl, froze in her steps. She wore a backpack, dressed up for the mild fall. Daryl glanced at her hair, looked quite clean, the clothes were whole.

"Turn aroun'," a growl slipt out of him when he spoke. Watching the girl turn slowly around. Her wide eyes, her mouth slightly open as she looked at Daryl.

She was young. Daryl could tell she was past the teenage years, but still young. Looking terrified when she saw Daryl pointing a crossbow at her head. Her fingers itching, he could see how she wanted to flee, run and hide. And a rush of adrenaline went through Daryl's veins. A girl. On her own. God, how many times he has jacked off to imagines of fucking a woman endlessly and get it all out, tasting every drop of a soft body that quivers in his arms.

Daryl hadn't noticed he had walked up closely to the girl, his crossbow lowering, the arrow head pointing at her chest. Her soft round cheeks, the hitched breath from her when her wide eyes looked up at him. He could already imagine how his fingertips would hold her chin to make her fully look up and expose more of her throat.

"Well, well, wha–" Daryl heard Joe's voice behind him and before Joe could even say something more, Daryl grabbed the girl's arm.

She let out a gasp and tried to jerk off from him. "Claimed." The girl looked both confused and terrified when Daryl had uttered the word, but he let his fingers dig into her arm to make sure she wouldn't run off. Only holding her and stare into her eyes made his blood rush through his corse.

"Damn," Joe chuckled and the men went oddly silent, envy crossed their faces as they saw the girl. "not even sharin'? C'mon Daryl, we are a team." "I claimed. En' of story," Daryl said low and glanced over his shoulder. He saw the mocking grin on Joe's face, and the bitter frowns on the other men. Like Daryl had just bitch slapped them and now they were silent. It was oddly good feeling, seeing how they hadn't been fast enough.

"Righ', righ'. Well, welcome ta da' group, miss," Joe grinned as he took the lead, tossing Daryl's trashbag towards Daryl, landing right infront of Daryl's feet. "Fucking rednecks," a man muttered as he passed Daryl and the terrifying girl.

Daryl made sure they all passed him before he turned his eyes to the confused girl over what had happened in the spawn of a minute. She blinked several times like she tried to understand what had happened, before she started to jerk, and wiggle to try to get out of Daryl's grip.

"Let go," her voice was so light, it took everything in Daryl to not make her squeak to her more of her angelic voice. "Ya deaf?" Daryl growled low to her, jerking in her hard enough so they were inches from each other's faces. "I claimed ya. Means yer wit' me. Yer under ma wing now."

Daryl leaned forward, making her hitch her breath as she saw how close he got. He leaned forward to her ear, his lips brushing at the top of her ear. Smelling her natural scent of sweat and hair. Her hair tickling his cheek. He whispered so low, only she would hear like the faint of a wind.

"And yer gonna be a good girl tonigh' and make sure the other men hear ya when I fuck ya."

[solroskajan]

:D

[uhohdad]

loser könig ‘comforting’ reader after she had a bad breakup/failed date…

(18+) Loser!König x Heartbroken!Reader

WARNING: MANIPULATIVE & COERCIVE BEHAVIOR

Loser!König’s brows are creased in sympathy, cooing reassurances in a soft, compassionate tone - but he truly could not be happier. He has to bite back the smile just begging to make the muscles in his face sore.

Loser!König hated your boyfriend anyway, such an arrogant jerk he was. König would treat you so much better, he would never make you cry. You can’t see it now, but you’re much better off.

Loser!König doesn’t dare miss his opportunity to touch you, rubbing your back soothingly as you cry, his hands dipping lower than they should on each descent of his gentle traces.

Loser!König’s cock is straining against his pants, and he can hardly bring himself to feel ashamed about it. The sound of your stuttered sobs and the sight of tears streaming down your face has his cock at full attention, a bead of arousal forming at the tip and threatening to stain his underwear.

Loser!König scoots closer to you, pressing his thigh to yours as he slings his arm over your shoulders, pulling you into his chest.

Loser!König sinks his teeth into his bottom lip, holding back a needy groan when your palm rests on his chest. He can feel your plush, clothed breasts graze against him with each of your faltered breaths.

Loser!König rests his cheek on the top of your head, eyes lulling as he inhales you. You’re intoxicating, he’s high off the scent of your shampoo and your touch, his cock throbbing with each breath of you he draws.

Loser!König will fix you a drink to make you feel better. Loosen you up a little. You’re so weak and vulnerable right now, he’s hoping that your ex not only just drove you into his arms, but into his bedroom as well.

Loser!König <3

[gotchibam]

Meganium and Phanpy ko-fi doodle for @salmonandsoup and @maxusthemad!

[thefrsers]

requested by Anon: 7.02 | 7.03

[800db-cloud]

i’ve been wanting to do this since day one

[iwantmochisoup]

may i request a catzai please? :3 also ur art is so cute i love it im munching on it right now

also hope ur having a great day :D

dskjlahajfsdh hiiii hii thank you for your request and here's another lil snack, hehe :3c

alsoooo thank you qwq i hope my art tastes good? :3 ahhh i had so much fun with that one~ i had a great day, thank youuuu and i hope your day(s) has been great too!! :3c

[mass-angel-exodus]

I have a request for a thing you could draw, but it requires some context. are you familiar with the folgers incest commercial?

MINORS DNI || Age in bio BYF|| DO NOT REPOST

No but I definitely am now (this is rushed I’m so sorry everyone)

[pokimoko]

Would you perhaps be able to do an AceFlux dog 🥺🙏(if you're still doing the pride requests ofc fhdgdgdg)

Of course I can do that! Here's an (absolutely not inspired by my own lil' critter whom I love and adore) ace-flux dog for you!

[dvlcecito]

You should totes draw Ford from Gravity Falls....totes. ALSO I LOVE YOUR ART HRESKLJGF

(click for quality, sorry!) coincidentally im on a gravity falls kick myself so you'll be seeing more of him after this !!

[fantasykiri5]

you said bribes?? :> 40 whole seconds ago??

and i do love smallidarity so win-win! (love boat boys too, but i'm an ethubs shipper till the end) speaking of ethubs... could i request something fluffy with Etho and Bdubs? whatever you're in the mood for with 'em! romantic or platonic!

Pick up your lanky ass minecraft-boyfriend bridal-style! Why? Well, it’s quick, it’s easy, and it’s free!

[the-amazing-hat-trick]

For the siffrin requests!! Can I have sif and loop hanging out together outside the loops? They deserve to relax on this special day :)

In true Siffrin fashion. a nap

[share-the-damn-bed]

JANCY & lyrics || twist of fate - olivia newton john (S2E9)

Love is what we've found The second time around

[crheativity]

is it okay to request platonic angst of leaving twisted wonderland and saying goodbye to the adeuce duo and Grim? I didn't see if you had a character limit, but if you do, feel free to ignore this or just do it with grim

SUMMARY: The time has come for you to depart from Twisted Wonderland. But surely Ace, Deuce and Grim will hear from you soon, right…?

WARNINGS: This is sad I nearly cried

COMMENTS: oh my GOSH writing angst is hard ahahaha. I seriously teared up writing this. I’m not sure if this is exactly what you wanted, but this is the first thing my mind came up with. Sorry this took so long, and I hope you enjoy it!!

(also, because this made me sad, I wrote a part two that can be found here. I hope you don’t mind!)

“Are you sure this’ll work?” Deuce fretted, wringing his shirt so hard you thought it was going to rip. He’d finally stopped pacing, at least. Moving to face you, his eyes locked on to yours, searching for any hint of doubt.

“Seriously dude, that’s the seventh time you’ve asked that in the past twenty minutes.” Ace complained loudly from his position propped against the wall. “Can you stop acting like a mother hen for five minutes? You’re starting to make me anxious,” he added, muttering under his breath.

The three of you and Grim were standing in the Mirror Hall as you double and triple checked your luggage, which Grim was perched on top of. He’d been strangely quiet ever since Crowley had summoned the both of you to his office.

Crowley had calmly explained that he (in his generosity) had finally found a way for you to return home. Grim had congratulated you and helped you pack, just as the others had, but most times he just remained quiet. You figured this was him trying to be strong for you. The thought brought the sting of tears to your eyes. You hastily blinked them back. Now was not the time.

“It’ll be alright, don’t worry.” You looked up and gave your friends the most reassuring smile you could muster, despite the lump in your throat and the niggling doubts in the back of your mind. “Crowley gave me his word that this’d work.”

Three sets of mouths immediately fell open as Ace, Deuce and Grim stared at you in horror. Your grin widened as you enjoyed the moment, before deciding to put them out of their misery. “Relax you guys. I also checked with Malleus, Lilia, Idia and Ortho. All of them said that there is no reason they could think of that my phone should not still work in my world, as long as I can charge it. And I can.”

A collective sigh of relief flooded the room. Ace walked over and punched you lightly in the arm.

“Not funny, Prefect. That’s Deuce’s last clean shirt and you scared him so bad he almost ripped it in half just now.”

“Ah- hey! This isn’t my last clean shirt!” Deuce protested, rolling his eyes.

“Oh yeah?” Ace retorted. He crossed his arms and stared at Deuce, his eyes narrowing. “That’s weird. If that’s the case then why are there so many random clothes strewn across the floor of our dorm?”

“Those are yours!”

“Enough, guys.” You sighed, tired of their bickering. “This might be the last time we see each other face to face for a while. Do you really wanna spend it bickering about clothes?”

Both boys shared a glance and then sighed.

“You’re right. I’m sorry, Prefect. Sorry, Ace.” Deuce mumbled. He looked away, fidgeting with his jacket sleeve.

“It’s not your fault,” Ace sighed, “I’m the one who started it. My bad, you guys.”

“Ah, how nice to see three - ah, forgive me, two and a half - of my freshmen getting along so well! Surely this must have something to do with my excellent guidance as headmage, hm?” Crowley spoke suddenly, making the four of you jump. None of you had noticed him come in. The sight of him made your hopes soar and your heart sink.

It was time to go.

Ace opened his mouth and grumbled something that made Deuce stand on his foot. You had to repress a slight giggle as Ace glared at Deuce.

“Well then, shall we get cracking?” Crowley strode towards the Dark Mirror, evidently ignoring Ace and Deuce’s exchange.

Sharing a worried glance with your friends, the four of you made your way towards the Dark Mirror. Ace gently scooped Grim into his arms as Deuce grabbed your bag - you’d only needed one - and carried it to the mirror, which had begun to glow.

“If you’d like to say any last goodbyes, now would be the time. My, aren’t I generous for allowing you all a second last goodbye?” Crowley exclaimed as he got to work with the Mirror, which glowed ever brighter by the second.

You turned to face the others and Deuce immediately pulled you into a bone crushing hug. You readily accepted, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a tight squeeze.

“Come on guys, really?” Ace complained. Deuce immediately grabbed him and pulled him into the hug. He - and Grim, still sitting in his arms - didn’t resist.

“It- it’ll be okay.” You managed, hating how nervous you sounded. “Crowley and the others have said they’ll look for a way for me to come and visit. And- and I’ll be looking too, alright? So we’ll probably see each other soon.”

You pulled away from the hug just in time to see Ace and Deuce exchange worried glances. Then, looking back to you, they both nodded in sync.

Just as Grim burst into tears.

Scooping the cat from Ace’s arms you hugged him tight. Forcing hot tears away, you held him as long as you could, but all too soon a hand landed on your shoulder.

“It’s time.” Crowley spoke softly and gently - almost kindly.

“Don’t forget to text us as soon as you get through.” Deuce said. His eyes were red and his voice was full of emotion.

“Yeah, or else we’ll have to come looking for you.” Ace said with a smirk, gesturing to himself, Deuce and Grim, who was still sniffling. You could tell he was trying to be the strong one, as the other two were in tears.

You smiled at him - at all of them.

“Thank you guys. For everything.”

Ace’s smile faltered.

Turning around so you wouldn’t have to see them cry, you picked up your bags and stared at the mirror.

You didn’t want to leave.

Everyone had been so kind to you here. There had been ups and downs, but everything had seemed worth it. You were with people who’d walk to the ends of the land for you, and you would do the same for them.

You felt your resolve breaking. You couldn’t leave, you just couldn’t.

Digging deep for some scrap of resolve, you forced one foot in front of the other.

You didn’t look back.

♥Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it!!♥

[gotchibam]

Vaporeon, Sylveon, and Jolteon ko-fi doodle for Kaitlyn!

I'm accepting pokemon ko-fi doodle requests here! ✨

[c-hrona]

Wolfwood + Livio + 2 ❤️

:3c