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#also the more i look at this the grosser it gets but like
technovillain · 1 year
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clearly this doesn't anywhere match the polish level but i'm not a fan of a lot of things abt the regret design so i tried to alter it a little... maybe i'll revisit this again and try harder later lol
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blujayonthewing · 1 year
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couldn't remember whether raccoon bacula were supposedly good luck charms or folk magic love charms (or both) so I went to look it up and I
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i. don’t really know what to think about the whole forever situation. because i have seen people say “he’s addressed this a long time ago so why are we bringing it up” but i haven’t seen WHERE he’s addressed it in the past. nary a tweet or clip of anywhere he may have talked about it, but i would love to see an older clip of him talking about this if possible
I’ve seen people say “his tweets and messages were translated in bad faith to give english speakers a bad perception” which. ok yeah understandable but if that’s the case i still don’t know what exactly the situation is or how serious it is
“she was 13” “she was 15” OK WHICH IS IT!!! both are bad but one is still significantly grosser than the other and i don’t know which is true!! or are there multiple girls!!! i don’t know!!!
“he met a fan for flirtatious/sexual reasons” “he met a fan for normal content creator reasons” WHICH IS IT!!!! I DON’T KNOW!!! i guess only he and the fan would know what the intent was when they met, and even then i don’t know if they met alone or if it was a normal ass fan meetup with multiple other people there
“it’s been 7-8 years, he’s changed” ok. now we are making some sense. he has not exhibited this kind of behaviour in years it seems and he appears to be the kind of person who would not say or do these things now. no one is irredeemable and no one is beyond change. still, it is important for some people to know. many fans would rather know this and make the educated choice on whether to support him or not than continue to support him in blind blissful ignorance. even though it’s stressing me out and i’m still clueless about a lot of it, i’m glad i know anyway.
“what about the past transphobia and the ableism and the and the and the-” That Is Not Relevant To This Conversation. this is a different situation. he has apologized for his past opinions and everyone has had ample time to come to terms with them and make peace with supporting him despite his past beliefs.
“he’s deleting past tweets” i mean if someone was digging around my account for things i’ve said that i no longer stand by, i would delete shit too. sure as hell doesn’t make him look innocent but i would do the same. i HAVE done the same, albeit for much more minor and trivial reasons for posts i made when i was like 15, but still
“he apologized and said he’s getting a lawyer!! no guilty person would do that!!” your content creator is not an angel. guilty people take their accusers to court all the time and get away with it. also, it is up to everyone individually to decide whether to believe him or not. you cannot push others to believe your side but you can give context to some things
there’s nuance to this like there is with everything, and people are jumping to conclusions saying either “he’s an innocent little lamb how dare you!” or “he should be deplatformed and we should never speak of him again!” i will never fault anyone for supporting the alleged victim. if your decision is to stop watching him immediately or even stop supporting the qsmp itself, no one should ever fault you for that. it is ultimately up to you to make that decision. the situation is not clear enough for me to make a decision, so i will withhold judgement for now. i will not doompost about it, and i will not call out people for defending or dropping him.
but for the love of god, just. everybody keep your cool. especially english speakers, we may not have full proper translations for the messages and tweets. take a deep breath. if you want to find more info to form an opinion now and spread information that people don’t already have, go ahead. if you want to step back and not think about it for now, go ahead. there is no shame in taking a step back and thinking about other things. you are not morally obligated to be invested in this situation. you are not morally obligated to drop him immediately and you are also not morally obligated to keep supporting him just because he’s friends with your favs. stick to your gut and do what you feel is right. you will be okay. this is not the end of the world.
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Otis Driftwood NSFW Alphabet
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[f reader, this one is on the grosser side but it’s Otis, what do you expect]
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Will kiss you on the forehead and say thank you, then smack your ass when you walk away—if it was a particularly long session he’ll go get some food for both of you to eat in bed and if he went extra rough he’ll go get ice and painkillers—and sometimes, knowing Otis, gauze.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His favorite part of his body is probably his hands because every time he kills he is reminded how powerful they are, looking down at his dirty, calloused hands reminds him of just how in control he is
Either your thighs, because Otis just loves thighs, loves you straddling him so he can grab them, loves eating you out from behind so he can be pressed up against them, really any time he can he’s got a hand on your thigh—but he also loves your neck. He likes choking you but he loves leaving bite marks. He likes your neck to be a mess of bruises to show anyone who even looks at you that you belong to him.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Likes to cum inside to mark his territory, but if you’re somewhere secluded like the basement or out in the yard, he’ll either cum on your face for the sheer joy of knowing you’ll have to walk around the house with cum on your face, or cum somewhere that can be covered up by clothing—he’ll cum on your lower back knowing that when you walk back to your room you’ll feel it dripping down you and plastering your shirt to your back
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Doesn’t have any. What would he keep a secret—if he has something to say he’ll say it.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Experience with a willing/consenting partner? Minimal. It would be a steep learning curve but he’s eager to learn because once he knows what gets you off you’ll be so much easier to control
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
It depends on the mood, if he’s more laid back it’s reverse cowgirl—he can grab your thighs and slap your ass and let you do all the work
But most of the time (if he doesn’t have you bent over or pressed against something) it’s butterfly. He likes you to have a few pillows underneath you so he can reach your throat if he needs to, but it’s his favorite because he gets to feel your legs up against up him, watch your tits shake as he slams into you, and he can control the pace
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He can be goofy if it’s casual but if he’s in one of his frenzy’s he is dead serious
And if he’s worked up and says something that you think is a joke, it really isn’t. The first time he pulls you tight against him, pushing his cock all the way in, and growls in your ear that he wants you to say he’s God you think he might be joking, but his face is all lust and power.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He is ungroomed and unkempt, but he has low body hair in general so it’s not too unruly
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Sometimes he’s romantic—to his standard of romance at least.
“Gonna make you cum, mama.” He’d say in between licks along your your clit. “Gonna make you cum cause you’re my girl, and my girl gets to feel good.”
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Only if you’re busy, but if you are he is foul, he’ll stick his dick in anything
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Where to start with Otis, the biggest is marking you. With his cum, with bruises, with cuts if you’ll let him, anything that shows that you belong to him
He has a foot fetish (think what you want about it, you know it’s true). Part of the reason he loves butterfly so much is that he can suck on your toes, and he fucking loves it. It goes both ways to an extent, though for him it’s more about watching you humiliate yourself on his boot and less about the fact that it’s his boot.
I think his preferred honorifics change depending on his mood but it sets the tone of the power imbalance so much and makes him feel so in control and he fucking loves it. If it’s a no-nonsense/otherwise brattiness aloud, he’s sir. If he’s on a power high from killing, he’ll demand that you call him your god, but usually, when he just wants to feel in charge of you, it’s daddy (and so much “daddy owns that pussy, isn’t that right darlin’? Cause daddy’s owns his good girl.”
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
His room or the basement, wherever he’s most recently been killing. There’s so much adrenaline in the moment that he needs to fuck it out, also he’s secretly smug about you needing him so bad that you’ll fuck him in his grimy bloody workspace
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
It doesn’t take much to get Otis worked up. Bending over to grab something, wearing tight or revealing clothes, sometimes all it takes is just you walking into the room
But if you’ve been out with him, or him and Baby, and you’ve been helping? That’s his biggest turn on. Seeing you covered in other people’s blood or seeing the malevolent look in your eye as you kill with him, that’s the ultimate sign of your loyalty to him and therefore the hottest thing in the world
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Submit to you. You’re his girl, he owns you, you don’t get to tell him what to do unless it’s he orders you to.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He prefers giving. Of course he loves receiving, though it usually ends up with him fucking your face without warning and apologizing after—usually to the tune of “sorry darlin’, your fault for havin’ such a nice little mouth”
He’s not good at eating pussy in the beginning but he’s eager to learn and once he knows exactly what you like, he uses it against you.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Always fast, unless he’s standing still with it all the way in, to tease. Always rough too, thrusting and groping harder than he needs to
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Loves them, and how often? As often as opportunities present themselves, which is nearly every day. Whenever he’s frustrated, whenever he’s just killed, when he’s pent up, he’ll come find you, to the point where it’s practically free use
He’ll come find you and push you against the nearest wall—“need it,” he’ll growl, grinding himself against your ass. “You gonna be a good girl and take it?”
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
As long as he’s in control, anything you want to try to he’s more than willing to do
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can go two rounds, three if he hasn’t fucked in a few hours and he can last a while if he tries, but usually it’s over in a few minutes
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Not toys, not in the traditional sense, though in the heat of the moment he’ll stick anything in you to get a reaction. All the handles of his favorite knives are covered in you at this point
If you have toys he’d love to use them on you, to tease and overstimulate
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Loves to tease, it’s half the fun for him
That’s why he loves eating you out so much, he’s directly in control of when you cum and he can make it last as long as he wants
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Erratic, either quiet grunting or yelling but no in between and no warning, and talking for most of the time
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Quickest way to get him to cum is by telling him that you’re his slut, he fucking loves it
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
I think he’s six, seven if we’re being generous, inches with a slightly above average girth
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
So high, he’s very likely hypersexual
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
(Assuming it’s at night) he doesn’t fall asleep too quickly, he likes to lay there for a few minutes holding you, still naked and sweating and panting.
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almostgigi · 9 months
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🌹right here, right now🌹
Summary: Eddie and reader are in Mr. Kohl office waiting for their punishments but he's late.
Note: sorry in advance for any mistake there might be, I'm not fluent in English as it is not my first language.
WC: 3.8k
Content Warning: fem!reader, reader likes Eddie but he doesn't know her, smut MDNI, fingering, unprotected piv (don't do that, please be responsible), filthy talk, marking, exhibitionism kink, squirting, breading kink (if you squint), just filthy stuff. Let me know if I forget anything!!
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I was sitting in the principal’s office when he came in, storming into the place like a hurricane. The door almost getting out of it’s place. I flinch at the loud sound and he doesn’t notice. He sits by my side with his eyebrows frowning and a look in his eyes that was kinda scary. I’m on my phone so it’s not awkward and there’s not weird looks in between us. He has his backpack across his chest and grabs it really tight like his life depends on it. I look at him slightly with my peripheral vision and notice his heavy breathing on my ears. His heart was probably going a mile per minute.
“you ok?” I ask without taking my eyes of my phone and the pictures I was watching. He takes notice of me and my question.
“you talking to me?” he sounds raspy like he was fighting to talk.
“do you see anyone else on the room I could be talking to instead?” my response comes out a bit more rude than I expected so I change my face and turn around.
“wow, rude girl, I see” he softens the grip on his backpack and turns too.
“sorry, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that” I really didn't.
“s’okay, I can imagine you got a bad day if you’re here” at least he’s nice.
“so do you right?” anyone who gets to meet the principal’s office is definitely having a bad one.
“you could say that, yeah” I get a confused look on my face as he stares at me. “what?” he asks in between laughs. Cute.
“what did you do?” I ask softly “to be here, what did you do?” I repeat.
“oh, uhm- I shouldn’t tell you, s’gross” he scrunches his nose as he speaks.
“ah come on, it can’t be worse than Jimmy Cooper sticking his used gum on Mrs. O’Donnell lunch last week. Can it?” there’s a little fear in my words as I can’t believe anything worse or more gross than that. He makes a face that indicates to me that it is, in fact, grosser than what Jimmy did. “what the fuck did you do, Munson?” I’m now on the edge of my seat.
“wait, you know my name? how come I don’t know yours but you know mine if I’ve never seen you before?” he’s at the edge of his now.
“you might have this rare disease called “not noticing pretty girls”, s’bad, if I were you I’ll be heading to the doctor right away after talking to the principal” I press my lips together in a fine line when I’m done talking and I nod, then laugh.
“ouch, I’m sorry lady. S’there a cure for this?” he ask with a hand on his chest, he takes it seriously as he can’t take his eyes off of mine.
“probably, haven’t been discovered yet tho. I know, s’shitty, m’sorry man, good luck at the doctor’s appointment anyways” we both chuckle after a few seconds. This is probably the best interaction I’ve had in years.
“no worries, I’ll call you when I get real sick” he says.
“what for?” I get confused.
“gonna need a nurse to take care of me and my poor state” his voice gets deeper as he talks like this.
“you should know I charge more for specialized treatment tho” I raise my brows at him, I’m not easy to get.
“I can pay you whatever way you need or want” he plays with me.
“oh now you’re just teasing. You’re awful Eddie, you killed the vibe” I get a finger in the air, accusing him in an also playful way.
“so there was a vibe, I wasn’t crazy after all” he moves the chair closer to me. “what did you do to be here” his eyes narrow on my way.
“don’t change the subject, I asked you first” I was not gonna forget that he never answered.
“well I don’t wanna tell but you insist so here we go. I got an f on one of my geometry test just because Mr. Larson doesn’t like me, I did good and he failed me, so I pissed his car door” I wish someone could take a picture of my face in this exact moment a frame it to put in the louvre “I told ya it was gross, you asked for it baby”
“don’t call me baby after you said that, eww” I scrunch my nose in disgust “although I think he deserves it, he’s pretty mean to me too”
“ohh we can’t have him being mean to baby right?” he teases again. I throw a look at him, letting him know what I mean. “sorry for the teasing, it’s who I am”
“wanna know what I did now?” I try my best to keep the topic of him teasing me as far as I can.
“yes, please”
“I got in a verbal fight with one of my classmates and I was in the right, but my teacher picked sides with my classmate and told me to shut up so I told her to go fuck herself. You should’ve seen her face, she could not believe what she heard. Was fucking hilarious” my foot was now closer to his, almost touching each other.
“savage” he says in a funny tone, but looking at the floor where our feet were now touching.
“I know, I know, I’m iconic” I joke, trying to make him laugh and I’m successful.
“I think is really brave to stand for yourself with an adult who doesn’t know what respect for the others is” most of his words come out shaky but genuine. I was about to say something to him but the door was opened and the secretary told us the principal was gonna be late for another half an hour, so we had to wait more.
“fucking awesome” I say. I watch as she closes door and Eddie goes to the principal’s chair and sits on it.
“he sure has better things to do right? Such a busy man” he sits straight and begins to talk again. “if it wasn’t for me this school would be a little shit dumpster. All this kids are nothing without me” his voice sounds funny since he’s trying his best to copy Mr. Kohl’s tone. “I’m a man of word, and you should trust when I tell you I’m gonna make this delinquents into decent people no matter how I have to do it” he continues.
“oh sir, but all that work must be so stressful, isn’t it?” I follow his game and he looks at me with open eyes.
“indeed it is sweet girl, why you ask?”
“I thought maybe…” I stand of my place and approach him. “maybe I could help you sir”
“you think you can young lady?” he says. I put one leg on each side of his sitting body. “what you think you’re doing?” he stutters in between words. I feel his body tense underneath me.
“I’m helping you sir, I can make all the stress go away and I’m gonna show you how” it’s not a secret I like Eddie, all of my friends know it. He’s the one that never noticed me, but I never cared; until now, where I find myself about to show him what he’s been missing.
“I-i- shit. I don’t think you shou- oh my god” all he can do is whimper from the way my hips are bucking into his right now.
“come on now sir, don’t you like me?” he probably should know I’m not playing anymore, this is true now. I pout and look intensely into his dark brown eyes.
“s’not that sweetheart, I-you shouldn’t be doing this here”
“you heard the secretary, he’ll be gone for half an hour more, we got time” he doesn’t seem to be comfortable with the situation as he keeps looking at the door. “I find the fact that someone could find us so fun, don’t you? I thought you were cool Munson”
“I am”
“not right now, you’re not being cool” my hands travel to the back of his neck and I kiss him deeply, desire building in my heart.
“fine” he says as soon as he can without stopping the kiss. One of my hands tries to unbuckle his belt with difficulty, and he helps me with his own hands. I lift my skirt to let him see my lilac and already wet panties. “holy fuck” the air I his lungs leaving is my favorite sound until now. Like he’s devoted to my body. I touch him over his boxer and I can’t believe he goes around packing like that. I don’t even exaggerate when I say he’s the biggest I’ve ever had. “found something you like?” I can’t take my eyes away from that part of him but I force myself and look up to him.
“maybe…” I say as I run a finger ever so slightly over his clothed length making him hiss at the contact.
“you’re such a tease” his tone let’s me know he doesn’t like it, he prefers if I just take it. But I’m not doing that just yet. This is too good to be so short.
“well, I was about to be put in detention for a reason sir” I keep my slight touch on his chest this time.
“you like being like this? like being a bad girl?” I nod “you do, right? you adore coming to see me. I bet you do it on purpose”
“I do sir, I misbehave so I can be with you in this tiny room, so I can be in your lap, so you can feel how good I wanna be for you” now where the fuck was that amount of words coming from? It’s like I was possessed and I liked it.
“my God, you’re so dirty baby” his voice is now so low, I can feel how he gets hard under me even more.
“you haven’t even heard half of it sir, I can be so much dirty. You just have to ask me” I put on my best puppy eyes as I look at him. The desire in his face shows. He’s just as horny as I am now.
“well then, I want you to be the dirtiest you’ve ever been, don’t even hold back a word. I want you full package” his hands go to my waist for a moment and then to my panties where the wet patch was. Two of his fingers touch me where I need him the most.
“please” the trail he does burns me.
“please what, baby? I need you to speak to me beauty” he says in a low tone.
“please touch me, I need you now” I can’t contain it anymore. I need his playful hands on my burning body.
“that’s what I like to hear” he smiles at me. The fingers that were dancing over my underwear were now putting it aside “you’re so fucking wet and I haven’t done anything to you. You got this worked up just by fantasizing with me baby?” I nod as that is the only thing I can do right now. He inserts his fingers finally, in an agonizingly slow motion, I watch as he does so. “already got you dumb on me princess? God, you look so pretty all dumb on my fingers” I whimper as my walls close around him. “so fucking hot, you sound amazing”
“i- Eddie i-” my pleadings seem to be satisfying to him as I look up at him and I find him grinning.
“you-you what sweet girl?” he mocks my stuttering and kisses my cheek. I keep whimpering because I don’t want the secretary to hear me. “you wanna cum baby?” I nod frenetically. “ow, then you do so” Suddenly his movements became faster, fingers hooking on a sweet spot inside of me that was making me see stars.
“oh, fuck, right there! yes! right there!” I scream in a whisper.
“right there baby? that’s the spot? how does it feel for you?” he asks, examining my face.
“it-it feels so fffucking good, I wanna cum all over your fingers” my senses are fucked right now, I can’t even think correctly.
“do it princess, soak me please” his dirty words were doing it for me and he wasn’t gonna stop there. “God, she’s sucking me in. Such a greedy cunt you have here” the feeling of release finally traveling to my lower stomach and letting me have the best orgasm of my life. I come undone on his hands as he helps me to come down of my high. As soon as he takes both fingers out from my insides he puts them in his mouth, sucking on them and getting them clean with his tongue.
“fucking hell, that’s so hot of you Munson” no boy ever had the decency of tasting me before.
“you are as sweet as you look, pretty” he says in a sweet voice. He leans in and kisses me, letting our tongues meet and collapse with each other. “I hope you don’t take this personal, but I need to fuck you”
“oh Eds, I take it very personal. Which means that if you don’t fuck me now I’m gonna fuck you myself”
“I’m very hard right now, if I don’t take it out it’s going to burst” his brows frowning and his big doe eyes looking up at me were the prettiest thing to see.
“take it out then, I wanna see it” with a fast movement of his hands and hips the jeans were lowered to the point where it was easier to have access to his boxers. Seconds later I tug the hem of them with my fingers and I set it free. My mouth waters at the view and I can feel myself getting wetter just by the thought of him inside of me. My cunt clenches and he sees it.
“such a pretty pussy, I wonder how it looks with my cock inside” he keeps the words heavy and dirty just for me. I feel hot and bothered just for him. I grab his cock and line it with my entrance, rubbing the tip just a little so it can get wet with my juices. I sit on him slowly and we both moan at the feeling. He’s stretching me so much. “Pussy’s so tight, it’s clenching around me so good” his hand grabs my neck and pulls me closer to kiss me in a feral way. My teeth catches his lower lip and bites it slightly not to hurt him. “get up, bend over the desk, I can’t fuck you properly in this fucking chair” I hear his demand and I obey him rapidly. My entire body trembling from the uncomfortable position I was in just now. I lower my chest in the desk and he takes one of his hands to the front of my right thigh and knee, bringing it up on the table. This way I was more open for him and he could see my pussy on display. I feel a smack on my ass and he grabs the flesh a little. Soon I feel a small source of air near me. When I realize it's his breathing I don't have time to prepare. His tongue runs the whole way down from top to bottom making me gasp at the sensation. “next time m’gonna spend an hour devouring this pussy, mark my words” he lifts from his knelling position and leaves me thinking about that next time. Was he sure there will be a next time? He wanted to fuck me again and eat me out. Fuck. I was looking forward for that next time already and we weren’t even done yet with this one. Aligning again his length to my entrance, he enters me with a hard and erratic thrust that almost makes me cry, in a good way. We were setting a pace and trying not to be heard. Suddenly one of his hands goes to my covered chest and lifts my shirt a little, grabbing one of my boobs and squishing it tightly. There will be marks on them tomorrow but I didn’t mind as I was lost in the moment, he was fucking me hard enough to cause our skins touching to make a sound. He grabs my leg again taking it forward on the table.
“fuck, I can feel you so deep inside of me, you’re so big Eddie” every inch of his cock making me see stars. My gummy walls accepting his length with love and hotness.
“You’re taking me so well baby, every inch. Perfect pussy was made for me, right baby?” again demanding me and I obey as always.
“y-yes”
“yes what? I thought I asked to be dirty, you’re not being a good girl right now” his tone was now lower and something in it let me know he was getting kinda mad.
“I’m-I’m sorry. Yes, it was made for you, just you” I mumble. I shake my head in an attempt to get my brain clear and be able to think but his hands on my waist and chest were taking out of my body. It was like I was experiencing it outside of what was actually happening, it was strange.
“that’s better. I love the sounds she makes when I go all the way out and I put it in like this” he says pulling out almost completely just to put it in again extremely hard making me moan into my own hand. The squelching sound my pussy made thanks to our juices combined was delicious.
“o-oh my god”
“you like that? Good. Wanna know what m’gonna do? m’gonna cum inside of you and you’re gonna take care of it” I never in my life had taken pills before, turns out I’m gonna have to start. Truth is, we were fucking raw and as much as I know Eddie hasn’t been with anyone else I don’t wanna be pregnant in a matter of weeks. He continues. “I want you to put your wet panties over this pretty pussy again and keep my cum stored until you get home and I want you to take a picture and send it to me. I wanna see my cum leaking out of you, from her before you clean it, understood?” he had a plan for me, a dirty, filthy plan and I liked it. How could I like this? In the whole year that I’ve spent liking Eddie I’ve have never imagined he was like this. I would look at him in the cafeteria with his friends and think he was sweet, always taking care of the boys in his club and making them feel safe and that they fit. Something that was never given to him. A sense of belonging was what he always needed and never had. Boys at school could be very cruel, even more to a kid that was different and proud like Eddie. I would also stare at him at the library, where I always find him on Wednesdays, looking for a new sci-fi book to devour. Or maybe on the parking lot where he would stop to smoke for ten minutes, probably listening to some music while he does. I loved to watch him smoke, even though I hate people that smoke, I find him really sexy when he does. It’s the way he grabs it in between his fingers ever so delicate and brings it to his lips, sucking and then blowing the smoke away. Like I said, so sexy. I get distracted in my thoughts that I barely remember to respond.
“I’ll be good Eddie, I’ll take care of your cum, please. I feel so full, fuck” his cock had found the spot and the head was now abusing it. I put both my hands on the desk, lifting my ass a little bit more and I feel my stomach revolve. The feeling of release again hitting my lower belly but this time there was something more. The hand that was on my boob releases it and goes to my clit, rubbing fast circles in it applying enough pressure to give me the pleasure I want so bad. A few seconds more and I cum around his cock, I hear the gushing sounds of my wetness and I feel sedated. I close my eyes and let go.
“Fuck baby, you squirted all over my fucking cock, Jesus. Got all over the table baby, shit” so I squirted, that was what I felt. He was fucking me so good it made me do something I never did before. He kept fucking me through my orgasm and I felt overstimulated. “Ah, you keep squirting baby, fucking shit, I’m going to cum so fucking deep inside you”. Once I regain my senses, I started throwing my ass back against his cock at the same time he hit me. “Oh that’s it baby, take it, take it, take it” one of his hands smacking my ass cheek as I did. “Yeah, take that fucking cock” I love this version of him that I didn’t know until now. He was a beast, a menace in the best of senses. If I had a very sweet person like him fuck me like this everyday I’ll loose my fucking mind. He grabs my face and makes me turn to look at him while he keeps pounding me from behind. “Look at me, here baby, I want you to look at me when I fill you up” a good and hard thrusts more and he came inside of me, all his hot, sweet cum shooting inside my walls.
He helps me lower down my leg and slowly pulls out and puts my underwear back in a fast movement. Gives a few pats on my clothed pussy and rubs it.
“I want that picture when you get home” he reminds me of his demand. I nod while smiling and I turn to kiss him. “how many classes you have the rest of the day?” he asks interested. We love around and sit on our places.
“just one, biology 3” I was already thinking about how uncomfortable that class would be with a big load of cum trying to come out of my cunt.
“great, I’m in that one too, it’s gonna be fun” I gasp as I realize he’s gonna watch me the entire time but I have nothing left to say as the door is open now. The principal enters and looks like he’s been dealing with something huge that we don’t know about.
“Okay kids, this day has been extremely tiring and I’m sorry I made you wait so long. There’s no much to say as you both have detention on Friday” he takes some papers from the desk and we turn to leave. Suddenly he yells to the secretary and we can’t help but laugh loudly as we hear what he tells her.
“Susan!? Why is my desk all wet and sticky!?”
Well we hope he doesn’t look at the cameras or we’ll be screwed. Detention would be the last of our worries.
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saccharinescorpion · 6 months
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oh christ i typed up way too many thoughts about the Teal Mask story
spoilers of course
TO BEGIN WITH literally everything here has a big ol’ asterisk with “subject to change” attached to it, i was surprised at how much of a “to be continued” ending the main story had and i’m trying not to get my hopes too high for Indigo Disk, but wowzers
Carmine’s line about tourism… i have a lot of feelings, but the one looming over my head like a fucking sword of Damocles is “did the writers not intend this to have as much weight as i am ascribing to it lmao” because it’s only the one line and GOD i don’t want to be the “reading too much into stories for babies” person all the time but!! But!!!!
(recalls the scene where Nemona talks to you about feeling isolated because of her talent and recalls my feeling of “why was this only in one scene where she flatout looks at the camera and says this”)
well even if it’s not supposed to be “that” important-
1) sure makes the TCG Tournament in Hawaii feel even more bitterly ironic lmao (obligatory yes i know the game writers are not responsible for most stuff that happens in the wider franchise i’m just SAYING it’s ironic)
2) GOSH it sure does make those ugly jokes people kept making about Carmine even grosser than they already were (if you don’t know what i’m talking about, Don’t Worry About It)
As someone on twitter said it feels weird to have this sort of plot point after not exploring it at all in the game with the Hawaii analogue. at the same time i do have to wonder if it was a response to working on those games and doing some thinking. Who can say
God ALL of that was for one line
KIERAN!! Okay, i know i’ve been giving Kieran a lot of shit but his plot progression is genuinely very compelling. recent games have been exploring the “rival who feels inadequate” type of character but this is the first time one has gone off the deep end like this, and i really hope they push it into interesting places
Cutesy shy “oh gosh oh wowzers” pre-development Kieran… in the end i did feel a bit charmed by how sincere he is for the record!
but also i’m genuinely so glad he ended up having Inner Darkness lol
Sorry Kieran i just don’t like it when it feels like the writer is trying way too hard to make me say “i want to protect you”
By extension sorry Wally lmao because he really was the ancestor of this type in the Pokemon franchise
I tried not to take the fact that i really didn’t want the damn Ogerpon too personally lol, this is one of those moments where i really had to force myself to step back and remember that these games are not for me, they are for tiny children who often really do buy into the Gotta Catch Em All thing and probably felt some genuine inner turmoil at this
But god like, please. I have my giant puppy lizard who makes vroom vroom noises. Ogerpon you are so cute but we can never have the bond i have with my bike
Kieran falling to his knees after the last battle genuinely got me, so did him punching the shrine even with the dumb “owie ><” gag afterwards
OKAY talking about the battles damn Kieran and Carmine were tough opponents i had to try Kieran’s last fight like three times (admittedly because i was using my weaker Kitakami team but STILL)
Kieran feeling bad for the ogre was projecting “THIS CHARACTER FEELS LIKE AN OUTCAST” and i picked that up loud and clear, and that was good, but i wish they actually… made him seem like an outcast?
Don’t get me wrong, Kieran definitely has self-confidence issues, issues with talking to others, anxiety issues (possibly), and that can easily make someone feel like an outcast
But i feel like there’s a big difference between that and someone (Ogerpon and her trainer) who is actively shunned and mistreated by the people around them, and i was really hoping for that from Kieran
It’s just the Pokemon thing of finding it hard to depict people really being actively malicious (see Penny and Team Star’s bullies and their enablers all doing their thing off-screen and then leaving off-screen)
But it’s doubly weird because they didn’t have much issue with showing characters in this story being terrible (Carmine)
Carmine!!! Her terribleness was genuinely so entertaining, a lot of the time i was simultaneously laughing and thinking “oh people are going to be SO mad”
But real talk for all my love of Girls Who Suck i do actually kind of get where some people are coming from, she is genuinely very abrasive and unpleasant at times, and though i don’t agree at least i can tell where the character hate is stemming from (unlike some of the absolute batshit stuff i saw about Geeta and Nemona, don’t get me staaaarted)
And speaking of… okay i feel like i’m pushing it even talking about this but i feel it would be dishonest to pretend that i’m not thinking about it
SOOOO the “it’s not like i hit him” line… another case of “did the writers intend this to be as big as it is in my mind,” combined with uhhh writers from a different generation than me, let’s say
For now i will interpret that at face value, but like… damn, i don’t think that reads as you want it to especially in a Pokemon game
Carmine pleaseeeeeee say you’re sorry to Kieran in Indigo Disk please please please i know she apologized for leaving him in the dark but my dearest dream is for her to apologize for being so mean to him all the time. she needs to just treat him better in general. please i will forgive Kieran having to apologize for taking the mask if we can do this please
I know i know cultural differences but we already had Clavell apologize for the failures of the school system, this isn’t THAT big of  a stretch
I am genuinely curious if Indigo Disk will pull a reverse plot twist and reveal Ogerpon’s trainer to be a bad person or reveal that he was the one to attack the Loyal Three first because if not DAMN we’re just going to have some flat out evil Pokemon? that we can potentially put on a team with Ogerpon?????
Ogerpon is a silly lil girl :)
I still haven’t done Perrin’s plot lol
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So, ive recently gotten back into Protocreed and a what if..? idea i had was:
After Abstergo recovers Desmonds body, they experiment with his DNA and Blacklight. Resulting in him being revived after an outbreak and breaking free.
It could even be the assassins fault that the outbreak happened!
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In the midst of the chaos, no one noticed the body dissapearing. It's only after the outbreak was contained and culled that Subject 17 was noted as missing. With all the footage being destroyed it is impossible to tell what happened to it, but the general consensis is that one of the infected ate it. It is a crushing blow to their research, but thankfully they have plenty of samples stored in a different facility, so all hope is not lost. No one thought of the possibilty that a repeat of Alex Mercer's revival could happen. Subject 17 has been dead for months, the body is simply too old. So no one thought too look in the shadows of the city, where something lay lurking. Tracking. Hunting.
Hungering
So I have a ProtoCreed idea similar to this that I posted here.
The comments/replies have more details on how it would go but, in a nutshell, Blacklight is a failed/abandoned Isu project headed by Tinia (so we can have a little hehe moment with Alex being called ‘Zeus’) and Dr Mercer is not a Templar but he’s still a piece of work.
And Desmond’s Isu to human genes ratio + his Bleeding Effect screwed up the virus that he still has the superhuman feats that Alex has but he can’t morph his body to have weapons or anything like that.
Instead…
It’s like he can spawn three specific humanoid figures made of the black and red writhing flesh which only has one specific goal: keep Desmond safe.
There’s more details in the link above but the main point is that Desmond’s virus makes him be able to ‘summon’ his ancestors who holds a piece of Alex’s OG abilities and it’s unclear if they are mindless or if their connection with Desmond keeps them docile because when Abstergo try to cut their connection (which are tendrils of red and black connecting the creatures to Desmond’s shadow), the creature goes berserk and attacks and devours everything around until Desmond reconnects with it.
So we have:
Altaïr = Blade
Ezio = Hammerfist
Ratonhnhaké:ton = Whipfist
Ezio gets Hammerfist because the sword of Altaïr is iconic so Altaïr gets the Blade and Ratonhnhaké:ton had the ropedart so he gets the Whipfist. XD
Although, in my original idea, Desmond keeps his memories (thanks to the Bleeding Effect) but if you want to go down the route of Desmond being ‘incubated’ by the virus during the story of Prototype and waking up afterwards, we can easily do that and the incubation period is actually what corrupted Desmond’s mind.
So in this situation, Desmond would be more like ‘Eve’ from Parasite Eve, the new origin of an outbreak (and everyone believes it’s Alex’s fault which will lead us to a modified setup for Prototype 2 and Alex and Desmond having an antagonistic start).
But the outbreak is strange because it seemed… targeted.
The ones to be hit first were Abstergo facilities or facilities under Abstergo’s shell companies.
And the spread only began when these facilities had fallen and the barricades have been breached, like… it wasn’t truly intentional but more of a ‘side effect’.
So now we have Alex trying to figure out what this new outbreak is because the ‘children’ for this one are faster and more cunning, using their surrounding to hide and wait. And these children seemed to be taking orders from three creatures made of darkness and blood.
(Or, if you want to preserve the Assassin white and red color scheme, it’s gonna be grosser with them being filled with pus and blood instead. The pus could be a sign that the virus is being combated by Desmond’s Isu genes though and that could be a clue for Alex)
And any time Alex tries to eat any of them, he only gains snippets of the memories of the same person: a man named Desmond Miles.
The three commander creatures also seemed to travel via shadows, being able to melt into the shadows before Alex could ever destroy them completely.
Later, he would realize that the whole city (whichever city we’re planning to set this on) are filled with what looked like lines all over (maybe one would say that maybe it’s the ley lines or something and Alex would say that it looks more like… veins…) and these veins are actually how the commanders travel all over the city.
At the center of the veins is a cocoon…
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I saw the hc on how the Hetalia main 8 would talk bout their s/o and it was too cute! what would the main 8 be like with an s/o who adores reptiles?
(Hetalia Main 8 x Reader) S/O that adores reptiles!
(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N omg my first request n ty <3 also holy shit i love lizards so much this is such a good request
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ALFRED WOULD LOVE REPTILES ALSO.
He’s very much a pet guy, so he’s not particular about what kind of animals you like!
Probably wouldn’t look into reptile care much, so you’d have to teach him. But don’t worry, he’s a quick learner.
Constantly bringing them out of their cage and just like. Holding them while doing stuff around the house.
He would probably like those lizards with the huge, dumb eyes most. They just look so silly!
He loves the little buggers but would definitely get grossed out about feeding them bugs and stuff-
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Frankly doesn’t have much of an opinion on the topic. If you want to keep your reptiles at his house, he’s fine with it as long as he doesn’t have to do too much.
But he supports your interests wholeheartedly. Would probably get you fun little reptile accessories for your birthday & Christmas <3
Arthur would like snakes the most, and might take them out when people are around just to show off and intimidate.
He wouldn’t mind the dead animals, but if you bring LIVE bugs in the house he will get freaked out. What if they got loose ?!
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Francis would probably be kind of off-put at the start, but he can’t help but warm up to them quickly! After all, if his darling loves them, he should too.
He’s very insistent on you getting them and keeping them in his home. He tells you, they’re like your coldblooded children!
Although he wouldn’t get very into caring for them, he would still bring them out often enough to cuddle.
Loves those colorful chameleons so much… some people say their eyes are creepy but Francis finds them unique!
He’s not feeding them though. Sorry!
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Immediately starts treating your reptiles like his children.
“Aiyah… all you have done all day is lay there! I expected better of you” “Yao please-”
He also really likes reptiles! They’re his ideal pet (they don’t shed and he doesn’t have to clean up shit), plus he’s always found all animals interesting.
Tell him reptile facts. He will pretend like he doesn’t care but he really does find it fascinating.
His favourites are turtles. He says they connect with him on a spiritual level-
Definitely won’t deal with the grosser aspects of owning reptiles, but he’ll always help where he can.
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He would love this so much. Anything you like, he likes too.
Immediately learns everything he can about taking care of them. He takes this task very seriously!
Soon enough, he’ll be the one telling you about reptiles rather than the other way around!
Probably would knit little sweaters for them because he worries they’ll get cold.
“Y/N… he has been acting weird all day! What if he’s dying?!” “It’s probably fine,” “BUT WHAT IF IT ISN’T?!”
He likes all of them, but prefers snakes. He likes how they wrap around him so tightly, it’s very comforting!
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He’s very enthusiastic, but he also has no idea about what they really are-
Listens very intently if you infodump about them. After that, hes convinced you have to get some.
Likes the little, tiny ones most, but he doesn’t really care either way (but the ones with weird eyes freak him out…) But whatever you want, he loves just as much as you do!
At first he would be like, “Y/N, could we get something more cuddly…?”
But then a week later and your new reptile is snuggled into his hair while he works.
Asks you if he can try painting on their skin / shell- WHICH, NO FELICIANO!
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While he may have never guessed he’d become a reptile guy, he becomes a reptile guy.
Takes their care very seriously. Ludwig has invested a lot of money in the best food and home for them, and even has a schedule for everything laid out on your fridge. Any deviation is dangerous, Y/N!
Very worried his dogs will eat them somehow, so probably doesn’t take them out very often. So, sometimes he’ll just sit and read a book next to their cage for a while. It relaxes him.
Not particular to any specific kind, but he does really like those fancy lizards- they just look so serious!
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Alright, you’re part of his life now, and so are your reptiles. He doesn’t really care either way.
Probably the most normal out of any of them. He’ll bring them out when he’s playing video games or reading manga just to hang out with.
Not at all bothered by feeding them bugs or other animals!
But oh lord, he panics so horribly if anything ever went wrong with them. Probably takes them to the vet more than he should.
Kiku’s favourites are turtles and snakes. He loves how calm they are! No pressure to play with them, just to vibe.
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izumi-fanclub · 9 months
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A3! Translation: Chikage Utsuki SSR Card “Wizard of Death” [ The Western, Northern Wizards and the Ruler of Darkness ]
Citron and Itaru are up to something again and they pull in Chikage to join in their antics.
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Izumi Chikage-san, should I prepare dinner for you tonight? Chikage Sure, I’m headed out after this but I’ll be back by evening. I’ll be here for dinner. Itaru Then, that means you’ll be back pretty early today, huh… Citron It looks like everyone is here! Izumi Huh? Citron-kun, isn’t that the script for “The Wonderful Charlatan of Oz”? Citron That it is! Itaru “The Wonderful Charlatan of Oz” well, isn’t that just nostalgic. Chikage It hasn’t been that long since I last starred in a play. Izumi But, why do you have the script on you? Citron I have felt like reading up on our past scripts just now. Then I recalled how fun it was to play the role of the Wizard of the North in the play. So, I was itching to play the role again and convincing people to join me! Chikage That explains it. Itaru Can’t deny that it was pretty fun being a wizard. Citron Reading the script now, I think about how I could have moved differently during this line. Chikage I get it, I did what I could back then, but now that I got more experience, I’m sure I can execute it better. Izumi I also have stuff I wish I’ve done better, like the staging. Itaru Now that we’re talking about it, I kinda wanna play the Wizard of the West… Citron Oh! I have finally dragged someone to act with! Itaru, do an etude with me! Itaru No problemo. Citron Chikage as well!? Chikage Sorry to disappoint, I was just on my way out. Citron Oh, how unfortunate! Then, it will be Itaru and I against the world! Let us make haste! Chikage I’ll take that as my cue to leave too. Izumi Take care, everyone!
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Itaru …Phew, that’s enough etudes outta me. Citron, let’s take a break. Citron Gotcha, a break it is! Itaru Still though, it’s fun playing the villain-like Wizard of the West. Citron I as well, I like the kind and worrywart Wizard of the North that believed in Oz. It is fun to play them! Kazunari Otsupiko! Itaroon, you got a sec~? Ronron, you’re here too! Itaru What’s up? Kazunari You good with helping me out with some art paper for uni? Citron Fart vapor! Kazunari So close! It is a paper☆ Itaru Art paper… That’s perfect, actually. Kazunari Perfect how? Citron You just gave us an idea! Itaru Exactly.
Part 2
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Itaru Director-san, do we have any red pens or paint? Izumi Red coloring materials…? Probably in the storage room. But, doesn’t Kazunari-kun have any paints? Itaru Oh right, I’ll go ask him about it. By the way, can you give me the go to use some pens from the storage room? Izumi All good. Citron Also, please let us use the light and smoke machine as well. Izumi Huh, smoke machine? Sure, but what for? Citron It is a secret! Itaru If Citron says so, then it’s a secret. Citron Itaru, let us go to the storage room right away! Itaru Omw. Izumi (What in the world are those two up to?)
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Chikage … (I’m already in front of our room, but I have a feeling that something bad is gonna happen if I open it.) (Now, what to do…) (For now, I’ll have dinner first. Director-san must be preparing it right now.) Citron Chikage, what is up? Chikage Nah, nothing much really. Citron Just now, you have tried to run away! Chikage No way, I would never. Citron My eyes do not deceive me! *Citron grabs Chikage, to his surprise* Citron Chikage, you have nowhere to run! I got you now! Chikage Wait… *Chikage gets dragged by Citron*
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Chikage This is… (A magic circle and smoke machine…? …My hunch was pretty much right on the nose.) Itaru “‘O infamous one who eats away at nations, answer my call of resurrection and come forth before me.” Citron “Halt, Wizard of the West!” Itaru “I summon you… Grosser Zatan!” Citron Stand over here, Chikage. Chikage You mean on this magic circle…? Itaru “The summoning is a success! Now the land will bow before me.” Chikage (I feel Chigasaki’s line of sight on me…) (I see… I’ve been summoned by the Wizard of the West as the one to take over the nation.) (Looks like I’ll have to go along with this…)
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Citron “Aah… It is too late… The Wizard of the West has manifested upon us a being of undeniable evil.” Itaru “Grosser Zatan, from here on out, you will assist me in ruling this land for the taking.” Chikage No can do. Citron “Wizard of the West, and Grosser Zatan, you shall not torment this land and its people any longer!” Chikage (The illusion of free will. I got no choice.) (Guess I’ll just go with these two’s etude and get it over with.) Sigh… “That is correct. I am who they call Grosser Zatan. Who dares summon me?” Itaru “It is I, yes. Lend me your strength, and we shall be the rulers of this nation.” Citron “Not as long as I am around! Grosser Zatan, return to the magic circle!” Chikage “I decide what I am to do with my power. I will not let mere wizards dictate my actions.” “Wizard of the West, for my power, what do you offer me in return?” Itaru “Fuu… It appears that you won’t help out for free.” “How interesting, that’s the Great Lord of Darkness Grosser Zatan for you.” “Very well. In exchange for your power, I offer up my soul!” Citron “You’ll not only destroy the country, but yourself if you continue on with this!” Itaru “Would love nothing more.” Citron “Wizard of the West!” Chikage “Your soul, huh… not bad at all. I might consider this deal…” Itaru Ah… Chikage …? Citron Director!? Chikage Ahh, in the flesh. How long have you been here, Director-san? Izumi Umm, I’m sorry for interrupting! I thought you heard me knock. Itaru I didn’t notice at all… Chikage Don’t worry about it. I’m glad you came actually. Izumi Eh, how come? Chikage If Director-san hadn’t come, I probably would have stayed as a summoned entity for a while.
[ Option 1: Summoned…? ]
Izumi Summoned…? Chikage Yup, I’m talking about this over here. Director-san really is a savior, if it weren’t for you I would have destroyed the nation. Izumi I… I see…?
[ Option 2: I would have wanted to see more ]
Izumi I would’ve wanted to see more. Chikage In the middle of this full-blown etude? Izumi I’m kind of edged to see whether Grosser Zatan will destroy the land or not. Chikage … Director-san, since what point were you watching from? Izumi Hehe, it’s a secret. Chikage A secret… Sigh.
Izumi The etude looked like a lotta fun though! Citron It was a lot of fun! Izumi So this is what the red pens and smoke machine were for. Itaru Sets the mood, doesn’t it? Izumi The atmosphere is perfect! I was shocked when I opened the door. I thought I just opened a portal a magical world… Chikage You’re not that far off. Izumi You know, Chikage-san pulls off such villainous roles so well. I should try talking Tsuzuru-kun into getting you in a role like that next time. Itaru He doesn’t even need to act. Chikage In exchange for giving you power, shall I wipe your face off this land? Itaru I’ll pass. Citron Join in on us, Director! Itaru Come on, let’s do it Director-san. Izumi Huh, me too!? Chikage Wait a second, you came here for something, right, Director-san? Izumi Ah, that’s right! I finished preparing Chikage-san’s meal and I wondered what was up since you weren’t in sight. That’s why I came to check up on you. Chikage Oh yeah, I asked you to warm it up. I’ll go and have dinner then. Izumi But aren’t you in the middle of an etude? Chikage The food will get cold so that’s it for the etude for now. I can just have another etude with Chigasaki and Citron any other time, so it’ll be fine. Itaru Eh, weren’t we just getting started though? Citron Are we already finished with the etude!? It is too soon~!
Story Clear!
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captain039 · 8 months
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PART 7 Playing with fire
Alpha!Kylo Ren x omega!reader
Warnings: AOB, sexual, jealousy, slow burn, eventual smut, anger issues, swearing, harassment, needle usage, drug usage, dark themes
I’m literally so happy and excited with this story, I can’t wait for the spicy bits xD
I promise there will be more kylo xD
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Before you could speak the supreme leader had turned and left leaving you stunned. You stood baffled and conflicted as to whether you should chase after the alpha or not. You were still skeptical if he wanted to kill you if you did anything wrong. The healers he brought worked in the background while you spent more time with your grandma and sister. Your mum and dad had went out to get some fresh food for tonight’s dinner. Your sister and Nan mainly talked while you sort of stared blankly in thought. When your parents came back you headed home, after saying your goodbyes. You didn’t talk about the supreme leader or what happened, you were thankful, but it didn’t leave you any less baffled and feeling worse. You had to finish dinner early, you began to shake and feel sick as you searched for your suppressants. A knock came and you looked up seeing your worried mum.
“I’m fine” you lied, huffing when you couldn’t find the case.
“You’re not, you’re awfully pale” she said sitting down on the bed as you sat up too quickly. You groaned putting your head in your hands while your mum rubbed your back.
“What the hell” you grumbled regarding everything.
“What’s going on?” You asked with a sigh.
“I don’t know” your mum answered.
“What happened today-“ she faltered, nobody really knew what happened today.
“I’m confused also, I wish I had answers, if he is your mate though” she trialed off.
“He isn’t! I can’t sense it” you brushed it off.
“Because you’re on the suppressants, another indication is the sickness” she explained and you huffed.
“Hun finding your mate isn’t a bad thing” she said.
“It is when said mate is supreme leader of an evil empire” you grumbled.
“Well” she sighed.
“I won’t mate with him!” You said and she looked stunned.
“Not mating is worse” she said.
“I don’t care I’ll find something that works” you nodded making your mother sigh again.
“Trust me avoiding your mate does not work” she chuckled lightly.
“If I argued with your father and he’d stay outside for a few days I felt horrid” she said.
“You’re already mated” you pointed out.
“Not always” she shrugged.
“Just see what happens” she smiled patting your shoulder and leaving. You resumed your search feeling grosser by the minute.
“Looking for these?” You jumped a mile again hearing his voice suddenly.
“Do you not give a warning?” You huffed turning to him and seeing your small black case.
“You went into my parents house” you said and he nodded placing the case down so it disappeared.
“In my room” you added and he nodded again simply.
“You can’t just-“ before you finished you thought in your head. He could just do that he was the supreme leader, but that’s besides the point.
“You’re unwell” he stated.
“Because I don’t have the right suppressants!” You hissed. Apparently you felt like you could speak your mind when he was a mere projection.
“I just won’t come back now” you mumbled and he glared making you gulp slightly at the look.
“When they wear off you’ll need me” he said a dark look in his eyes which made a shiver go up your spine.
“I don’t need you” you said quietly.
“You will” he said almost smirking as he disappeared. You groaned before your sister walked in highly confused.
“Who were you talking too?” She asked and you froze.
“You didn’t hear him?” You asked as she sat down on your bed.
“No?” She said confused and you groaned again lying back down on your bed. She joined you as you both stared at the ceiling.
“Is he really your mate?” She whispered and you tensed before sighing. You rolled over to look at her and she copied.
“I don’t know” you shrugged and she frowned.
“How do you not know?” She asked.
“Because suppressants suppress quite literally everything” you explained.
“It’s different for alphas” you added and she nodded processing the words.
“Isn’t it a good thing to find your mate?” She asked confused.
“It would be if my mate wasn’t the most powerful alpha in the galaxy and quite literally destroyed empires” you said and she cringed.
“Exactly” you sighed lying back on your back.
“He does smell good” you stated and she smirked which made you slap her playfully.
“Shut up” you chuckled.
“Anybody catch your eye? A little crush” you teased poking her as she giggled before she tensed and looked away.
“What’s wrong?” You asked worried.
“It isn’t exactly a… guy” she said and you frowned before it clicked.
“What’s her name?” You grinned and she looked surprised before smiling.
“Corde” she said hushed and you poked her again making her laugh.
“Stop!” She laughed and you felt your heart warm.
“Does mum and dad know?” You asked and she shook her head.
“Our secret then, till you’re ready” you grinned poking her nose one last time making her huff.
The next day was exciting, you went around the markets with your sister and mum, you bought different things and ate different foods for the day. You were all full and exhausted by the end of it, but it felt like you were a happy family again. You were feeling better slightly, the suppressants were wearing off and your senses were coming back. You were worried about your heat though, you couldn’t go back while you were in your heat. You didn’t want to go back at all, but for some reason you felt a tug to go back.
Next part ->
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quitealotofsodapop · 7 months
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The world changed quite a friggin' lot in just a hundred years...if Mac's been dead since the Journey, how is he adapting to coming back to life and getting magically knocked up AND the world now looking practically nothing to what it did when he was living his first life?
While SWK probably gives him a heads-up on something's, given that he's lived through the changes, he's used to a lotta things that he might've forgotten Mac would have no frame or reference as to what it is - cars, phones, demons and humans co-existing for the most part...this is gonna be one very confused (and likely stressed at the start) monkey.
Macaque is confused by literally everything. He has no idea what the currency is, the writing system, media, internet, the fact that humans and demons are mostly chill together...
He has a million questions about everything. He swallows his anger at Wukong enough to ask some burning basics; Whos the current Emperor? Why do bananas taste weird? Why are humans just chill about demons now? How does he access the astral library (the internet)? Why is the world so loud? Why was his body kept in a special temple clearly being maintained by SWK himself?
Luckily, Tang is a good frame of reference and he gives Macaque access to the University library so he can research things in his own time. However there is some topics he simply cannot absorb through via books and pre-recorded lectures.
For example; how do babies work? And whats happened to everyone?
The baby is confusing enough as it is. Macaque isn't an expert in that field either. At least Wukong has acted as midwife/honorary uncle to his troop long before the war. Macaque I feel has had an unstable upbringing, never really belonging to any group before. He's never had someone sit him down and explain what to expect when expecting. Is he gonna be like this for three-and-a-half years like Nezha's mom was? PIF (and an unexpected returning Marshal) helps clear up the grosser questions.
The lack of the troop also saddens Macaque greatly. A lot of the old monkey yaoguai/demons have since passed, and FFM has been pretty much abandoned in the centuries following the Burning of Flower Fruit Mountain (see JttW chapter 28). The survivors and their decendants now living on the mainland among humans, and the Marshals/Generals are no where to be seen. The few Yao that even *remember* the Six Eared Macaque see him as little more than a one-note villain to the Monkey King - even with SWK trying his best to dispell rumors.
Macaque already held a deep hatred for Wukong for "abandoning" FFM during his 500 year sentence, but the knife twists further for him to know that in extra centuries since; not much has healed.
It causes... a big fight.
And Sun Wukong really has to pull his weight to make up for it.
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cinniminibun · 5 months
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Welcome To Where I Get Strangers to Humiliate, degrade, and use me!
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About Me!
Call Me Cinni, Plat, or Anything else you want! I love being titled!
I am a boy (with a PENIS) doin' a lot He-ing and Him-ing but also gender envy goes HARD so a little She-ing and Her-ing is nice from people who I really like.
Mutuals can feel free to ask for demand my discord!
Interests!
CNC, Edging and Denial, Degradation, Humiliation, Objectification, Free Use, Hypno, Somno, Corruption, Master/Slave, and loads more you might have to look for on @cinnis-shame where I share harder, grosser stuff!
I want to get better at getting others off and get worse at being considered anything but a fuck puppet <3
I love attention so please send me little tasks, humiliations, and give me invasive questions in my asks! Messaging is also encouraged but again I'm not always very good at that part.
Things I'm Not Interested In!
RP, sending personal nudes, especially face pics (Send nude requests to @cyiffs so I can post them for everyone), unsolicited pics, (send me memes, pretty plants, cute animals, but I don't want to see your grainy hog unless you ask), anal (I love it but I cant personally do it), and probably other things I forget.
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I'm honestly not very good at tagging but I'm trying!
Everything I post myself will be under
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bellafragolina · 2 years
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My cramps just decided to punch me in the gut so can I get Guzma/Piers/Plumeria pampering the shit out of their AFAB s/o? I sometimes get cramps so bad I have to lay on the floor and I feel like the first time that happens would be very alarming. - FTM Anon
i do feel that. mine is finally tapering off, but not without leaving me a husk of a human
also made this a just little suggestive. hope that's okay!
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Guzma:
"Sorry I'm so gross right now." You mutter in apology.
Guzma snorts, hand under your sweatshirt, rubbing where the cramps are worse. His large, warm hands feel heavenly as you wait for your pain meds to kick in. "I've seen ya way grosser," he snickers when you lightly smack his knee, "so don't worry about it."
You curl up more with another rolling pang across your abdomen. Guzma reclines back some, giving you more room in his lap to move. You press your face into his thigh, and breathe through the pain, his hand massaging the worst of it away.
"You know what helps with cramps?" Guzma says, drawling the words out with a smirk.
"Not happening."
"Aw, come on! It's a win-win! And you know I don't mind a little ketchup on my hotdogs-"
"GUZMA!"
Plumeria:
Arceus has its favorites, but you and Plumeria are not them. Synced up and in pain, you lie in a sweaty, tangled mess both of you are too sore to try and untangle. Besides, the heat of your bodies and the pressure of your bones helps with the painful cramping in your waist and lower back. It could be considered yoga, if it wasn't so contorted.
"We should eat." Plumeria says. You grunt in agreement. "Something healthy?" You grunt in disagreement. "Yeah, me neither."
"Don't wanna move." You whine into her shoulder.
Plumeria sighs, loud and long, before stretching. You whine the entire time, only quieting when she returns to her original position. You peek an eye open and see she has her phone, thumbs flying away.
"Texting." She says without you having to ask. "I'm telling Guz and the grunts that if they don't bring us something fast and greasy in the next thirty minutes we're kicking their asses out of the Shady House."
You snicker. "Love you, boss lady."
"And don't you forget it."
Piers:
"You're in pain physically," Piers sings idly, lying by the couch you've holed up on with his guitar and a head full of lyrics, "and I'm in pain emotionally. But I'm here to quell your fear, and serve you so devotionally."
You snort, a smile forming on your face despite it being half squished into the cushions. "Piers. . ."
"If you combined us both, we'd be a mess," Piers sings on, ignoring you, "but we're still trying to do our best. So we'll share our pain. . ."
Piers looks to you, waiting for your input on his new hit single. You smile, well aware a song like this won't go near any of his public albums. No, this is for your personal collection only, of little dumb ditties he likes to write for you to make you smile.
"Kiss in the rain." You sing back to him.
"And feel so very, very blessed." Piers shuffles closer, and steals a kiss. "Yeah?"
"Not your greatest. . ." You drawl, pain forgotten in the amusement of Piers grimace, "but definitely one of my favorites."
"That's all that really matters anyway."
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ta da! hope this helps comforts you at least a little bit! feel better soon!
have a great night, everyone!
~Renee
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b4mpyre-k1zz3s · 5 months
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For the sake of being in the Halloween spirit, and also inspiration from your name-
Vampire!Bam x gn reader where Bam and reader are already together, and reader thinks it’s funny to make Bam dress up as Dracula for a Halloween party. 🤭 I could literally come up with more Bampire scenarios lmaoo I just feel like younger skater boy vamp Bam would be so cute 😭
Bite Me!
Bam agrees to go along with Y/N’s costume idea- on one particular condition.
Bam Margera X Gn!Reader
(Fluff)
2.7k Words
Warnings: Suggestive content, alcohol, drug mention, biting, hickies,
An: Aaa happy early Halloween!! I’m not sure if you can tell from how I write this but I don’t go to too many Halloween parties XD I really liked writing for Bam early on in his Jackass career in this one, but yet again I like writing for Bam in general. I’ve never been super into the whole vampire romance type thing but I think writing this changed my mind! ;)
“Come on, Bam! One couple’s costume isn’t gonna kill you.” Rolling your eyes at the sound of your boyfriend groaning, you smeared on white face paint in the bathroom mirror, the sink below you crowded with containers of various products. “Its fuckin’ stupid! I mean,” He reluctantly peeled himself off of his spot on your bed, walking to the bathroom to squint over your shoulder at your reflection, “A ‘Bampire’? Really?”
You turned to him, your faces so close you swore you got makeup on him, “Yes. It was either that or Lamb Margera, and I didn’t feel like being Little Bo Peep. So there.” Not to mention, you thought he’d look adorable in the whole cape and puffy shirt getup. Planting a peck on his cheek, you went back to your makeup before you felt his hands snake around your waist as Bam leaned in towards you, mumbling against your neck, “Fine…but on one condition.” God, it was so easy to get to him. You nearly giggled as he continued, his teeth grazing your skin, “I get’t bite you tonight.” Oh, there was no way you could say no to that. “Alright…” You feigned annoyance, “Just not too hard?”
A Halloween party the two of you went to would be a good way for you to meet some of your boyfriend's new friends, you thought, gazing out the window as you drove along dim streets. As of one month prior he was a tv star, which you still hadn’t gotten over yet, but all you knew about what he did was the new and progressively grosser injuries he came home with. When you imagined his co-stars, you pictured a room full of cool extreme dudes that wear lots of baggy jeans and listen to edgy music.
So when you opened the door, you were kinda surprised. “Hey, sexy!” A man who could have been the real life Tarzan clad in the tightest patent leather playboy bunny costume, complete with satin bunny ears and black high heels, grinned at your boyfriend, leaning against the doorframe. Woah. You couldn’t deny, this guy pulled it off. Turning to lead you in, he shook his genuinely impressive ass a little, showing off the fluffy white tail he had on, “Bam has been telling us all about you!” Your boyfriend played it off like it was nothing but you nodded, trying not to make it obvious what you were staring at as you filtered through the crowd towards the kitchen. He chuckled this charming stoner laugh, leaning against a countertop cluttered with half empty liquor bottles, “I'm Chris, by the way.” You smiled when he shivered a little as his skin felt cold marble, giggling.
Talking over the loud music, you chatted with him and Bam for a while about the show and how well everything was going with the show- they might even be getting renewed another season in a few months! Oh, you were so excited to hear you leaned over and planted one on your boyfriend’s cheek. He rolled his eyes childishly, keeping up his tough guy exterior as you giggled. Suddenly, with your arms wrapped around his shoulders, something caught your attention from the corner of your eye- a rainbow blur followed by a fireball from the far side of the marble counter that lit up the dim, crowded room in a hot orange glow before, just as quickly, flickering out. You could hear Bam, and everyone else at the party, cheering for the guy in the multicolored clown costume as he landed with exaggerated bravado. One the applause died down, he made his way over to you and Bam, grabbing a couple beers from the fridge. Your boyfriend grinned, taking one from him, “That wath, like- theriously gnarly dude.” As much as he tried to downplay the lisp, you really found it kind of cute, but he’d kill you if you said that in front of his buddies. Bam threw his arm around you, “Thith ith Y/N. ” His huge pupils almost looked like a part of his clown makeup as he fist bumped you, speaking with a voice that sounded like he gargled tacks, “Hey, dude! Wanna beer?” Before you could answer, one was already in your hands, but it’s not like you would deny a beer from a clown. Bam chuckled as the clown left as soon as he arrived, “And that wath Theve…”
The party buzzed hotly around you, just so many people doing so many substances- a hotbed of sweaty activity. Not really listening to whatever you were saying to him at this point, Bam glanced over your shoulder, eyes widening as he gestured to someone just out of your line of sight to come over. A few moments later, you felt a broad shoulder brush against your arm and you turned. God, he looked straight out of one of those old westerns, especially with the way he tipped that black cowboy hat as he smirked, leaning down to you and drawling sweetly, “Howdy.” God, why does your boyfriend have so many hot friends? You chuckled as Bam took to introducing him, “Thith ith Johnny, n’heth probably the cooleth dude here bethideth mythelf.” Johnny chuckled, cracking a crooked smile, “Aww, you flatter me.” Thinking of something, he turned to look towards the living room, “Hey, me’n the fellas are settin’ up ‘Pin The Dick On The Jackass’ over there. Wanna join?”
That’s how you ended up holding a brass tack with a giant red construction paper penis dangling from your hand. You nervously stared at the bubble butt in front of you, not wanting to stick Chris and probably give him tetanus. “C’mon, c’mon- just do it!” He giggled, looking back at you with an unexpected level of giddiness. The people around you laughed and cheered as you squeezed your eyes shut, your hands shaky as you slowly moved them closer, until…
You felt Chris jump, his little bunny tail bobbing as he patted his chest, giggling, “Ooh!!” The room went wild at the sight of the paper dick swinging as he bounced on his toes as he chuckled, still managing to smile despite the tack in his ass, “Usually that feels pretty good, but that stung a little! Somebody get me a beer!” You couldn’t help yourself but to smile a little- these guys know how to have a good time.
“Really? A couple’s costume? Cute.” Ryan stood with his arms folded, leaning against one wall on the sidelines of the action. Bam rolled his eyes, “Oh yeah? N’whatre you thuppothed to be? Evel Kinevil?” Propping his helmet up on his hip, Ryan turned to him, grinning, “First off, I’m a motocross dude. Second of all,” He pointed to you in the center of the circle of people, “Y/N’s hand’s gettin’ pretty damn close to asses that aren’t yours. ‘You gonna do anything about that?” Ryan knew to play on Bam’s jealous streak concerning you, bored and wanting to see something happen.
Johnny gazed into the water of the big tin bucket, “Jesus…if you’re that bad with your mouth, I’d worry for Y/N…” Yanking his head up, water dripped down Bam’s forehead as he shot a glare at the cowboy, “Yeah, tho I’m gettin’ the damn apple!” It had been five minutes. Dunn chuckled, his teasing from earlier seeming to have done its job in making the party more interesting. You found it kind of cute to watch him frantically searching around for an apple, the fangs stuck to his teeth in no way helping him bite one. After what felt like forever, he whipped his head up, water spraying everywhere as he emerged victorious with the crisp apple wedged firmly in his teeth. “Alright dude!” Steve came up all smiles, patting him on the back with a gloved hand, leaning in, “By the way, I totally pissed in that water.”
“Are- are you theriouth?” Bam received a nod. Laughing, Steve got punched in the arm by your reasonably pissed off boyfriend (no pun intended), leading you to imagine this sort of thing was pretty routine for them. Gross. You could only wonder what other bodily fluids have been on him. As he stormed off to the bathroom, you felt a familiar hand grasp yours, leading you away from the hot crowd. Oh. Oh? Ducking down a dark hallway, you trailed behind Bam, not even thinking about how wet his hand was as the liquid dripped down your fingers.
Closing the door behind you, it was like you had just stepped into your own little world away from the chaos of the party. Music thumped through the walls softly, making your whole body vibrate as you leaned against the wall. You watched your boyfriend rinse his hair off in the sink under half burnt out vanity lights. Bam ran a hand through his soaked, dark curls, now half plastered to his forehead as he looked at you from the porcelain with those piercing blue eyes.
“Tho…” He stood up and took a step closer to you, his hands finding their place on your waist. Your noses nearly touched as he leaned in close to you, his breath warm on your skin as he raised an eyebrow, whispering against your ear with a fanged grin, “How ‘bout that bite now?” Heat rose from your toes all the way up to your cheeks as you blushed, flustered. He turned his head to the side, spitting the fangs out in the sink before dipping his head and closing in on your neck. You held your breath, but he seemed to hesitate for a second, watching your tense reaction with a smirk. He was playing with his food. Finally, after what felt like forever, you felt his teeth sink into your flesh.
You let out a whimper, not even noticing when the unlocked door to your side creaked open. Hell, you didn’t even pick up on it once the snickers started pouring in, too consumed by the purple, throbbing hickey Bam was presently biting into your neck. It took Chris leaning in, asking, “Hey, can I get one next?” To shake you out or your trance, whipping your head around at the crowd as they childishly giggled and gaged in mock disgust. Your face somehow turned redder than before, but Bam didn’t seem to be bothered in the slightest, chuckling, “How much’a that did you guys catch?” Johnny grinned, leaning against the door jamb, “Just enough.”
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stygian-eye-stories · 6 months
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random, but what if MC was a single parent? I know canonically speaking they never will, but if they did have a pervious relationship that resulted in a kid, how would the living gods react?
For any and all of them, they will have to have the talk of "You can be immortal, but your kid cannot. So you need to be ok with the fact that you're gonna outlive them - maybe even their children, and their children's children".
And if you're not ok with that, that would be a dealbreaker for Amare (who would terminate the relationship wholesale), VV would be salty but cope, and Necare & Heimos would be like "ok, we can enjoy the time we will have together."
Heimos:
Oh no...children don't like him. He's big with really bad resting bitch face, so he will probably spend a lot of time peering at them around corners. Your kid will always be in perfect health now though, and Heimos is very very sweet. Perhaps a bit overly indulgent at times, so you'll need to remind him to be firm with them (lest he spoil them too much).
Violo & Vivere:
Unironically are the best parents of the bunch since they basically have hundreds if not thousands of kids from age 3 to 18 that they tend to as Gods.
Violo will keep the little one under an illusion spell if they're younger and slowly wean them off of it as they get older (something to make the abberations look like puppies and to hide the grosser parts of everything in the caslte).
Violo is the indulgent parent. Vivere is the stern one. While Violo is probably off sneaking candies and staying up past bed time, Vivere is rigorously handling their education and etiquette because they will have manners goddammit.
Fairly nice pair to work with as co-parents. Very loving and sweet to your little one of course.
Necare:
Insert tired groan here. Again? AGAIN? I'm pretty sure I fucked up the last one....
Still, she'll try. She's got more "cool uncle with shades and a stack of ones to let you go buy candy at the gas station money" than anything parental though. She'll follow your lead and just naturally take the kid in. Of course, the plus side to her cultists mostly living around her is that date night is as simple as popping down to the village and going "Who wishes to watch the child for me???".
Kiddo will also have more friends.
Amare:
See, their plans for keeping an adult safe is very stifling for a little one. Thus, while the Fatebringer will still be kept in safety, they will take the little one out to let them grow up and develop. You'll see a lot of who Amare was before they kind of went weewoo after thousands of years of resentment and revenge planning. They're a calm educator, warm counselor, and gentle individual to those continuing to grow. They'll happily follow your lead and do what they can to make sure your child succeeds in whatever they want to do (even if that means strong-arming a few Gods to do it)
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creaturefeaster · 6 months
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What is it like to raise birds? I really like birds and I would like to have as many as you but I have no idea if it is how I imagine it, even so, if I had some I would love them! I'm sorry if there are spelling mistakes.
Owning and raising birds is a real treat. They are easy to understand if you're committed to learning, and are a really fun and healthy source of entertainment. Most of my childhood was me being a bedridden hermit, and getting chickens was the first and most vital step in getting me outdoors and moving more. It's amazing how much flock animals can change your life for the better.
Chickens are funny, easy to keep happy, and if you handle them right, extremely loving in their own way that makes it exciting to go out each day and see how they're doing.
Raising them from chicks yourself is the best way to ensure they'll be friendly and loving when they're older. It can be sort of scary when you have your first chicks, it's easy to think they're more fragile than they are, or that you're upsetting them, but baby birds just like to whine. Some more than others, but either way you learn pretty quickly that being consistent and easy-going with your attention is what birds tend to like.
Working with a calm hand and persistence, you will be rewarded with a fun hobby that comes with many benefits. Chickens are best for eggs and compost, getting rid of food scraps and old (but never moldy!) food turns into fresh eggs to eat and poop for fertilizing the land. Geese are great for maintaining wild plant growth, keeping grass low cut and invasive weeds at bay, and also produce a lot of feather fluff if you have use for goose feathers. Their eggs are also massive, though not as good for frying as chicken eggs. Ducks are great at keeping garden pests at bay, and can be super amusing as they're surprisingly fast paced and emotive animals.
They are very messy, though. Maybe not as much with chickens-- as long as they have a dry space they keep themselves pretty clean as long as you change their bedding when they need it. Ducks and geese however, which are waterfowl, can be much much messier. Ducks especially. They need a lot of water to be happy, and get it everywhere. This in combination with their poop leads to quickly dirtied water and muddy enclosures if you don't keep up with the cleaning. Every day I get messy and wet for their sake. I don't mind it, but it can be harder to manage in colder and wetter months.
It can be a bit of a hump to get past the grosser parts of poultry care, but once you get past that, and you have a routine, I think it's still a relatively easy thing to maintain, and is worth it for all the pleasantries the birds bring in turn.
Chickens do well with less space than a lot of other poultry, their comfortable square foot per individual radius is rather small, given they have room to run and can all get along. It is simple and easy to raise chickens in a suburban backyard. I am not sure if it works similarly for other countries, but look up your town ordiances for poultry livestock allowances, if in the USA. More towns allow backyard hens than you'd expect, depending on the square footage of your property.
Geese and ducks need much more space, they are roamers and need large spaces to walk, stretch their wings, and explore to stay happy lest they grow bored and agitated. Unless you live in rural neighborhoods, it is unlikely you can own waterfowl. And roosters; Many suburban towns that allow hens do not allow roosters, because they are noisy.
Quails are also another choice, if chickens are too intimidating or difficult to procure in your area. Many quails can live quiety and happily in an enclosure even inside, so long as they have proper enrichment. They can be a good and cute stepping stone to bigger birds like chickens or ducks.
Turkeys and guinea fowl are interesting in their own way as well. I don't have as much experience with turkeys, they're larger and sassier but they generally work well with chickens. Plus they make funny noises and are amusing to look at. Guinea fowls, kind of like geese, are really good watch dogs if you live in a place with hawks, eagles, or small predators. They are very loud and vocal, and can be somewhat assertive and protective of their flock. They're also really stupid looking.
But anyways, back to what it's like to have birds in general... If you're birdbrained you will feel at home when you are amongst your flock. If you aren't birdbrained, enough time around them will make you so. It will be a peaceful experience and the work put into them is always rewarding. Being able to sit with chickens, letting them jump up to you and eat from your hand, or petting and hugging a duck, or having a gaggle of geese follow you through a field in a slow line... it's like having a fun and obtainable experience to look forward to every day. :3
Oh, I was going to end it there but I actually have one more thing to add. This part of poultry care is the part people don't always like to hear/realise, but the biggest thing with poultry is: Do not raise what you are not willing to kill. Regardless of whether you raise birds like chickens for meat, eggs, or just as pets, you must accept that fact that at some point, you may need to humanely cull one. Unwanted males do not sell/rehome easily, and can become an issue to take care of if you aren't ready to cull. Sick hens do not always make it, and sometimes you have to decide to spare them the pain and put them down. Vets can sometimes help with this, but most of the time that requires an exotics expert, and can cost you much more than it's worth. Being able to cull your birds is also useful life experience and teaches proper animal respect.
Just, keep that in mind if you ever look into owning birds. You need to be strong for their sake, you are the one they depend on the most.
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