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crybaby-bkg · 1 year

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Trainer Bakugou who you're a little terrified of the first day you're paired with him. when asking for a trainer at the gym, you had expected the friendly redhead who always looked so sweet and encouraging and cut as hell. you weren't expecting his grumpy looking blond counterpart, who was all glares and shouts for his clients to keep pushing themselves.

you were hesitant at first, before you quickly realized that it was all a ruse, for the most part. he pushed those who needed that extra encouragement, but was more lenient to people like you who simply wanted a professionals guidance. so, after a few weeks, you liked him for the most part, and his looks damn sure made it easier to cozy up to the big guy.

the only issue you've been having with Bakugou though are the...coregasms, as you've seen them been named on social media, that you keep experiencing. the first time, you weren't sure what it was, why your stomach and pelvis kept tightening up. you couldn't have...climaxed, or anything. you hadn't even been touched!

but, as the weeks go by, and the workouts get more strenuous, they've become harder and harder to subside and ignore, and so had Bakugou's commands to keep going when you suddenly stopped. you can only lie and say its cramps so many times before he realizes that something is up.

you're midway through a good morning, when that familiar feeling starts tightening in the pit of your gut. you clench your eyes shut, shaking your head a little, as if you could ward off the impending feeling. bakugou notices though, frowning at your almost pained expression in the mirror, walking up behind you to stop you as you pull yourself back up. his hands are on your waist, and as you come up, you feel his bulge glide over the curve of your ass, and something in you snaps.

you gasp, buckling over, one hand on your knee as the other reaches back for bakugou's hand to keep you up as your thighs shake. you can feel yourself spasming, clenching and unclenching around nothing, secretly wishing you had something that could fill you up, something that you felt throb against you as bakugou leaned over your form.

"Another coregasm, huh?" he asks you lowly, his lips brushing your ear as you bite your bottom lip to hold back your moan. your eyes buck open though, when his words sink in, head tipping back to look at him in the mirror, only to find his gaze already on you.

"You knew every time?" you ask quietly, panting now that its finally starting to pass over you. but bakugou doesn't let you up from this position, especially since the area you're in seems to be desolate for now.

"It's hard to ignore how pretty you look when you cum, sweetheart." Bakugou seals his words with a firm press to your ass, his cock rubbing the seam, and you can practically feel the heat and veins of it through your thin bottoms. you groan under your breath, getting lost in the feeling of him grinding against you, when he suddenly speaks again.

"You still feel it?" he asks, voice low as he looks at you through his lashes. you nod, biting at your bottom lip as you meet the steady rock of his hips, watching how he smiles before slotting his lips against your ear.

"Want me to help make it go away?" and he does, in the employee locker room after hours. he makes it go away, and rebuild, and go away again and again until you're hoarse and your legs are weaker than they typically are on leg day. bakugou helps the ache go away, but not for that sweet redheaded coworker of his, whose fists have fucked his cock the entire time of watching bakugou rail you over the locker room bench again and again.

#remember when I said in my lion bkg tags that I would write that long fic #sorry but I lied 😔#idk its been so hard to write long fics for me lately!!#I thought it would be better since the brunt of everything in my life has passed #but the creative energy isn't all the way there yet #so I won't rush the process of it!!! when I let it come to me I typically bang out like #3-5 fics in two weeks lol so im waiting for that feeling #but anyway!!! I love trainer character aus they're so seggsy #also I had to throw in eiji sorry what else could I have done #NOT put him in this somehow???? I don't think so #okay bye im gonna write another Drabble ive had in my drafts for a few weeks now LOL #—new treat in the streets! 🍫#bakugou treats! 🍬#also has anyone ever actually experienced a coregasm before??? I saw it on insta and was amazed LOL #I need to start working on my core more to get one lol if im LUCKY

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flowerbloom-arts · 21 days

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Guess who finished Dungeon Meshi and who their favorite character is.

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #laios touden #laios dungeon meshi #laios thorden #dunmeshi laios #marcille dungeon meshi #senshi #chilchuck #moomins #moominvalley #art #snufkin #crossover au #Laios is so aroace autism to me pls I love him #(spoilers for later in the DM manga) PLEASE TELL MY I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO FOUND THE WINGED LION HOT IN HIS ANTHRO LION FOORMMM

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r0semultiverse · 7 months

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MOMMY SORRY MOMMY SORRY MOMMY-😳

my soul is all yours 😳👉👈

#this design for her #gggggodss marceline as a proper antagonist....#perhaps step upon me just maybe???#suck my soul out???#demolish me entirely???#WAIT WHATS GONNA happen to baby Finn??? 👀 is he gonna become a vampire too & become a vampire vampire slayer or something?#I would LOVe a vampire Finn design- show me him!#I thought hunson abadeer was gonna be the ruler but no its the lion guy! wish the crown changed his appearance though im ngl #that was the one part that was a bit dissapointing #seeing her holding down PB like that had me like 'god I wish that were me'#seems like lion man adopted her instead of Simon in this universe & that he stole the crown? would love to see someone speculate on the AUs #mine #op #adventure time spoilers #adventure time #adventure time fionna and cake #fionna and cake #marceline #marceline abadeer #marceline the vampire queen

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cannibalhellhound · 2 months

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They're done!!

#Ice's fur is almost as tasking as painting feathers #but I love them #so it's worth it #slimey #Air Gays™#HelloI'mHayden #selkies #selkie au #leopard seal #seals #steller sea lion #sea lion #ron slider kerner #tom iceman kazansky

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stiffyck · 8 months

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Boatem circus au on the mind but I got no energy to actually draw anything properly

Bonus scarian under the cut

#I don’t really like the scarian one but eh I drew it. you can have it #my art #Boatem circus au #sea lion scar #Grian #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #uhhh #I love the sillies so much I’ve reread anges fic so many times already finsvdih #hermitshipping

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angeart · 8 months

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Sea lion scar barking and mumbo / Grian just. Staring (probably definitely in shock I mean. yea)

ohhh yes.

grian originally wondered if scar is a cat hybrid. maybe scar grins and barks at him to prove a point.

but also consider this, please. imagine that he barks when he's happy. he cups his hands into a little megaphone and happy-barks at the world.

i don't know if you wanted art out of this, but my hand slipped and i drew them anyway.

#ange answers #ange draws #boatem circus au #i love the sillies #sea lion scar #happy-barking #gtws #grian #them whiskersssss #i have so many thoughts for this au

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bonefall · 25 days

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So, your Clear Sky post is absolutely horrifying, but it was very needed, so thank you. What are your general thoughts on tackling his abuse for the AU? Like you've said, pretending he's a good guy is not the way to go, but are you planning on toning down *some* of the situations, just to give some of the cats a break? Clear Sky is a very realistic depiction of abusers, but that seems to come across even without victim number 25, yknow? I'm very curious about how you'd like to go about this.

My most recent big change was bringing Slash back into the fold, because I realized that it was actually a disservice to not address where DOTC's themes dip into Colonialism. It's a hard topic, and I'm still trying to work out the details, but I realized it was important.

With how BB!DOTC is such a MASSIVE overhaul, to properly address abuse and the ways it impacts you, ableism and its violence, and xenophobia broadly, a huge reworking of Slash belonged here too. He's one of the greatest examples of how badly WC demonizes non-Clanborn cats. I shouldn't dance around it.

That's what I need to do with Skystar.

MANY of his victims have happier endings than canon, though. Bumble is one of the most famous, bumped up into a major character and directly responsible for the formation of ThunderClan. Bright Storm is taking most of Gray Wing's roles. Birch and Alder are getting examined, with either a father who wants his kids back or Milkweed as the mate of Misty.

A lot of people will die because of him, even more will be hurt, but I see BB!DOTC as a story about victims and survivors.

Others might grab POVs here and there, but as a response to canon which I feel is Clear Sky's story told in many parts, I center this rewrite around Thunder Storm. The path of kindness he marches down, with love and with anger, and the people he helps.

So BB!Star Flower...

Previously I was playing her as ENTIRELY just manipulating Clear Sky. She was loyal to One Eye and trying to get at Skystar to bleed him dry for 8 lives to sacrifice; but connected to Thunderstar over recognizing him as a victim who deserves her idea of justice. So, she offers Thunderstar the final kill, so her father will be grateful to him and he'll get power AND the death of his abuser.

(When Thunderstar looks upon Skystar, pathetic and neutralized down to one life, he thinks about the collateral damage that will descend upon the forest if he accepts the deal. He decides that he has found the line between Justice and Justification. Of course he wants the power to make his enemies cower, protect his people, and eliminate Clear Sky so he never threatens them again; that's not the problem.

He can still do these things. He wouldn't NEED the power of a war god to do so.

But if One Eye returns, he will be endlessly hungry, ruthlessly dedicated to revenge, and set out to devour the whole forest. Everything would get worse, and even more people he loves would die. It's where his desire to destroy a monster would lead to him BECOMING one.)

Even on its face, it was previously missing an element. There's a step between "Starf decides to bring One Eye back" and "Starf offers Thunderstar the final kill" that was bare. This is the piece that was missing-- That she, herself, is trying to reach out to the only person who's ever really understood her.

But more importantly... I do feel this topic belongs here, in BB!DOTC. Abuse is a MAJOR theme. SKYSTAR is a monster already. He's harmed two wives in BB (Bright Storm and Falling Cry) and played toxic games with all three kits (Thunder Storm, Pale Sky, Tiger Sky).

And I'd avoid Star Flower being abused... why? Because it's uncomfortable to confront the pattern that Clear Sky displays? That in-canon, he tries to cut all his victims into the same ideal shape, from Storm to Thunder to Star Flower? ...it should be uncomfortable. Everything that I described in Clear Sky Is A Monster is rooted in the same desire for control, power, and punishment most abusive people share, he just happens to be a severe example.

Yes. That includes how he treats his child and romantic partners. The parallels that are drawn between Starf and Thunder are there because he wants power in the form of obedience. Starf replaces the son as a narrative award for his "growth" of not killing random people anymore for a while.

A cookie cutter is an effective tool because IT ONLY MAKES ONE SHAPE.

You know what's more uncomfortable? Reading canon!DOTC and seeing someone who hurt you reflected almost perfectly in the character the writers think did nothing wrong. Because of "good intentions" that were not there.

I will say though, just to be clear; I don't see a purpose in being more than PG-13 about serious topics for this project. I promise none of my intentions have changed. Nothing will be more graphic or gorey than canon WC-- just more intentional.

I'm keeping the sacrifice because it's dope. No one is taking this from me. Girl Moment: Killed her awful husband 8 times to count as 8 sacrifices and offered the last life to her buddy as a show of good will. How else do you make friends outside of high school

But I know now that Star Flower NEEDS to keep the canon fact she has very little agency, UNTIL that moment she snaps.

She's sacrificing one abuser to try and bring back a bigger, badder one, because in spite of everything, her father One Eye always made her feel safe. Even though he promised her off to Skystar, and expected her to be willing to die for him. She's followed every command, every order, past the death of his mortal vessel.

The first, and only, selfish choice she's ever made was in reaching out to Thunderstar to offer him the power of her father.

Thunderstar's Justice is a story about a Thunder Storm at the pinnacle of his arc, how the survivors of his Clan are settling into the new normal after the carnage of The First Battle, how Skystar's arrogance brings a violent god to the Forest... and the connection Thunderstar makes with the daughter of a monster.

#Kronk meme: ''Oh Yeah. It's all coming together''#I'll be making the fragments in another post #Just because this one's getting really long #It works well as an explanation of my intentions #I think I had been making a mistake previously to conceive of BB!Starf as a femme fatale who seduced Sky #Again: I'm not perfect! As I analyze and re-read with a more critical eye. My art changes.#Tho I will admit I do like the idea of a Starf who is totally cognizant of how she can manipulate a villain #Into doing what she wants. I do love myself a powerful and scheming woman #It's that it didn't fit my story or my themes OR even the purpose of BB as a fixit that addresses canon #Better bones au #BB!DOTC #BB!Star Flower #BB!Skystar #BB!Thunder Storm #Also imo this philosophy will let me make BB!One Eye what I think he deserves and works best as #THE WORSE OF TWO EVILS #The Tyrant of Tyrants #And man.... the idea that Skystar becomes the Clan patron of war...#The God of Summer laughs at him.#''Outdone and reeling your wounded pride speaks the words your tender mouth can never say''#''That you were outclassed and now you obsess over the bigger monster you aren't good enough to become''#''You fell into the step of a lion and think you can replicate what my paw does without effort.''#Cw abuse #Tw abuse #Abuse #Child abuse

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ny000mdraws · 9 months

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in the end, i know we’ll meet again

#transformers #maccadam #tfp au #sketch #tfp perceptor #tfp brainstorm #tfp simpatico #was listening to revive by lione #everytime i draw this pairing for this au it’s bittersweet bc brainstorm is not alive #like they had their whole life planned and then BOOM not gonna happen #also idk if it’s obvious by now but i like the dead loved one visiting via dreams troupe #like an unhealthy amount

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espeartz · 3 months

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WILLION RESIDENT EVIL 4 AU!!!!! I’ve been thinking about re4 recently so I had to draw my beloveds as Ashley and Leon <33

#umineko #umineko no naku koro ni #my art #umineko when they cry #lion ushiromiya #willard h wright #willion #resident evil 4 au #im so normal about them #people loved this on twt so hopefully people on tumblr do as well :)

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 4 months

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happy day before gifts or smthn, have a happi kittycat (lion) Sunboi asking for a kisskiss (and RECEIVING!!!!)

(AU credit to @rainbowcat-writing !!!!!!! good froend i love them)

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joeytime · 3 months

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Maxiel Hogwarts Au...

If you asked Max what he thought of Hogwarts, he would likely make a joke about pigs and insult their quidditch teams.

He isn't sure it's smart to do that now, in the middle of the Hogwarts' grand hall, completely surrounded by Hogwarts' students and staff. He isn't sure he could escape even if he had his broom.

"Wow, you really hate Hogwarts." The dreaded hat says atop his hair.

Shut up! Max thinks furiously at it. Get out of my head!

Everyone stares intensely at Max, not daring to breathe while the fate of the member of the national quidditch team is being decided. Even the teachers are at the edge of their seats, other than Dumbledore, he seems to know where Max will inevitably end up.

"Little quidditch champion. Everyone is expecting" The hat says, as if it's life of forever moving from head to head to call one of four words is somehow a greater destiny than Max's.

It's not. Max knows he will go on to succeed in life, and win as many quidditch championships as he wants and then retire on an island in The Maldives with a butt load of cash while the hat is left in a dusty room, waiting for it's yearly use. Max wants to reach to rip it up but it would not be wise to do so in front of Dumbledore himself. His hands stay in his lap, frown etched on his face.

"Impatient. Immature." Max's fingers twitch slightly. There is only so much backtalk one can take from a hat.

"Violent and uncaring, wherever will I put you?" Max doesn't agree with that description, he cares plenty, about winning that is.

"Foolish. Foolish boy." It doesn't hurt, Max has heard those words plenty of times.

Max sulks.

It's a beat of silence before the suspense reaches its climax. "Hufflepuff! " The hat hollers, not bothering to consult Max on it's decision. Which is very rude and impolite.

The entire room erupts into chaos, screams of "What! " and "No way! No way!" echo throughout the hall.

Max can't help but agree, he thought he might end up in Gryffindor or Slytherin, maybe Ravenclaw if he was super unlucky. But Hufflepuff? His father was going to disown him. The media are going to have a field day. Well they were going to already, regardless of which house Max was put in.

Dumbledore moves to pull the hat off of Max, the treacherous thing whispers one last time: "Things will make sense in time. Be patient. Do not mope."

Max doesn't mope. Verstappens can't mope, so he doesn't.

Dumbledore gently guides a slightly speechless Max to the Hufflepuff table, pushing him into the seat before winking and walking off.

Max wants to burn down this school.

Cheers erupt from the Hufflepuff table, hands coming to pat him on the back and fawn over him.

The other tables seem miserable at the prospect of losing out on a quidditch champion.

"Oh my god! Hi! Hi! Oh my god! It's you!" A boy excitedly chatters to his left, other students crowd around him and Max suddenly finds that he can't breathe. It's like he's small again, after being knocked off his broom by an overly excited big kid. He had fallen to the ground, too exhausted and overwhelmed to get back up.

His father had been mad, really mad. He hadn't slept well again after that.

"Guys! Guys! He doesn't look so good. " Whoever that is, is definitely right, Max can hardly breathe, he tries to use the breathing technique his father taught him after his first match, control his breathing. It doesn't work, it only causes the panic and urgency in his veins to surge. It did work, it's purpose was to put him on guard, not calm down.

He curls into himself, hands around his ears to protect from the deafening sound of crowds cheering. His bubble of personal space is of course pried and poked at. Fans never had any self awareness when it came to these matters and his father never did have sympathy for personal space.

Hands are pried away from him, he can hear outraged screeching at the action. His own quidditch team's screams when he was 6 years old and pulled away to join the older kids. They thought it wasn't fair that a small boy climbed the ranks faster than they did.

"Hey! Hey! Everyone back up right now!" The entire opposing team bombarding him in an attempt to stop him. The referee's reprimand that fell on deaf ears.

The people at his sides are replaced and gentle hands hold him back up, out of the ball he curled himself into.

Max doesn't dare look up, too afraid at the thought of seeing his father's judgemental look.

"Hey, are you okay? " Max turns his head, soft, gentle, warm eyes, concerned. Jos was never concerned, he was the uncaring one! Not Max!

"I'm fine. " A repeated response, practiced again and again every time he came home to his mother.

The teen with the soft eyes gestures for another boy to sit on Max's other side. The boy opposite Max looks on in concern.

"Hello. I'm Daniel Riccardo, I'm a prefect of Hufflepuff, it's nice to meet you." The gentle boy says, eyes still filled with concern.

"Max Verstappen. " Max manages to choke out.

"The boy on your left is Yuki Tsunoda and that's Lando Norris." Daniel gestures to the boy sitting opposite Max, who waves shyly.

The ruckus Max's sorting caused calms down and everyone settles down to listen to Dumbledore's welcome back speech which luckily does not mention Max.

Max feels strange between Riccardo and Tsunoda, like dread wrapped in false cotton. Norris also peers at him from time to time, creep.

They're sent back to their dorms. Max tells Riccardo that he can get there on his own but the older boy frowns and insists that he takes Max. Max thinks his father would be disappointed at his complacency but he doesn't have the strength to fight it.

Riccardo leads him to the kitchen, Max wants to snap some insult about him being a goody two shoes and how this is none of his business. He holds his tongue.

Riccardo gestures to a specific barrel, looking more worn out than the ones around it. He taps a certain beat, perhaps it's a secret code. That's childish, Max decides, they are not children playing in a fort.

The barrel swings open.

Max grimaces at the small tunnel.

"Here, you try tapping it." Riccardo puts Max's hand to the barrel.

Max repeats the rhythm perfectly. Memory exercises were part of his training.

Once Riccardo is satisfied, he points at the tunnel, almost as if he wants Max to crawl through it.

Max scrunches his nose, seriously? The older boy points more urgently and Max relents, shoving himself through the tunnel.

Well, not shoving, he's not really big, a fact his father loathed, putting him on diets with large sums of proteins and even attempting to use transfiguration spells before it was put to a stop by his mother.

Max wished his mother had not stopped his father. Maybe he would have an excuse not to join this god forsaken house.

It's an agonizing 5 second crawl before he pops out the other end right in front of Lando Norris, the boy before.

Daniel appears behind him, putting a hand on Max's shoulder.

"So Max, this is the Hufflepuff house. You know Yuki and Lando. That's Oscar, Nico and Valtteri." Riccardo urges the boys to come forward.

"It's Verstappen. " Max declares, Riccardo quirks an eyebrow and the rest of the boys look equally confused.

"Hi! I'm Lando! I'm like a huge fan, do you mind signing this for me? " The boy's yellow robes are somehow orange.

Max's PR training kicks in and he smiles one of those sickly sweet smiles that his father loves to wipe off his face before ordering him to smile again. His posture straightens and he reaches a hand around the younger boy's shoulders, patting him on his back once, twice. Just like he rehearsed.

"Sure! " His tone is so obviously a faux sweet as he reaches to retrieve the black marker from his back pocket. The boy has stars in his eyes and Max feels guilty, he always does. He's a fraud.

He signs the hat from his national team, the one he left behind.

He wishes he didn't.

"Hey, are you okay Max? " Riccardo asks, looking weird again.

"I'm doing great, how are you? " His PR trainer said asking back these questions were endearing, cute. Max's father had mocked him for that act, his trainer had been fired after that.

"How about I bring you to your room? Would you like that?" Riccardo asks, Max smiles again, nodding.

"Sure." Norris waves enthusiastically as Riccardo leads him out of the common room and into his private room.

"Are you alright? Max?"

"Call me Verstappen."

"Verstappen. Are you alright?"

"You can go, Riccardo. "

"... Call if you need anything."

When the prefect leaves, Max wants nothing but to burst into tears. He flops onto the bed.

The next day he drags himself out of bed. Even if classes don't start till 9 and the sun hasn't risen yet.

Jos expected him to continue his strict training regime. He was almost tempted to skip it and lie to his father but he thought he better not after his humiliating sorting from yesterday.

Now, alone, Max can see the Hufflepuff room properly. It's... It's all gentle lighting, none of the bright fluorescent lights his room had. The chairs looked comfy and the many plants lazing around the common room tempts him to join them.

Perhaps that would be a better fate, turning into a plant to live the rest of his life in the common room. His hand lingers on his wand, mind on a spell his professor taught him when he was just 9. He didn't.

When he had crawled out of the Hufflepuff room, fully dressed, broom in hand, the sun was just peaking from the horizon.

The halls are empty, some portraits mutter as he walks by. His father's portraits never moved, other than those instructed to. For example, a painter that never stopped moving his brush or a surfer never to take a break from the sea.

Making his way to the Hogwarts field, he stretched, slow and patient. His bones crack from the exhausting day he had before.

The field is decent sized, not as big as the one he played in during national championships, bigger than the one his father made him run laps around till he fainted.

He glides through the air easily, flying comes easily to him. If he were to be given his own time and freedom he thinks he would likely still be a top player in the school leagues.

It's better that he was hurled up though. Better to have reached the top by sheer force of his father's training.

He thinks about his national team, he's a reserve, too young to play officially but the team has him in some practices and he attends smaller competitions for them. Max suspects it's more about having a claim on Max when he comes of age.

He's 15, he still has 3 years to choose which team he wants to go to. By then, he will make his own choice. He will not do whatever pleases his father anymore.

The golden snitch twinkles near the end of the field. Max pretends not to see it.

It is fun, sometimes, tricking the golden snitch, allowing it a false sense of security. Like a tiger cub playing with a cricket.

His father would get mad at him if he did it for too long, he was upset his son couldn't catch it at once. Which Max could, he just didn't see the fun of it.

The fluttering golden ball is in his hands before it can even think of escaping.

Max briefly wonders if the snitch can possibly think, he lets it flutter away, repeating his game once again.

In the golden light of the sun and shaded path of the clouds, the wind whizzes past his ears, he falls into the familiar rhythm of flying, sometimes he makes his own obstacle courses, weaving through imaginary hoops.

By the time the sun reveals itself fully to watch Max fly, he realizes that a crowd has gathered around under him, star-struck Hogwarts students watching, mouths open and everything.

He flushes slightly, he may have had many adoring fans due to his membership in the national team and young age but come on! These were his peers.

Max lowers down, checking his watch to see that it is indeed 8.30am and he has to run if he wants to get to class not drenched in sweat.

He waves slightly to the crowd, zipping to the house dorm even though he's probably breaking several school rules.

He knocks the tune and enters quickly, still high from the adrenaline of flying.

He climbs out of the tunnel only to come face to face with Daniel Riccardo, his face stern and stony.

"Verstappen! You can't just sneak out like that!" Daniel's expression softens when he sees Max.

Max knows he feels pity even if Riccardo knows nothing about his life.

"I of course did not sneak out, I left my room and went to the field." Max doesn't think early hour training counts as sneaking out, going to parties in the dead of the night is sneaking out.

"Max, we were worried. I went into your room and you weren't there. Thought you'd been kidnapped by the other houses to play quidditch for them or something... "

Max considers this briefly, Riccardo knocking on his door gleefully, freezing when he doesn't get an answer. Did his blood pressure spike? Did he throw Max's door open in desperation only to find the room empty?

Max grimaces.

"I went to go training... Sorry..." Max stands awkwardly, hands by his side like a child being punished by a parent.

Riccardo sighs. Max wants to cry.

"Please forgive me, I'm of course sorry, I will do anything!" Max cringes inside, begging with someone other than his father is a foreign concept.

Riccardo has a cheeky smile on his face, Max is almost scared.

"I'll forgive you... Only if you call me Daniel!"

Max groans inwardly, well he's also partly relieved but Daniel doesn't need to know that.

"What will it be Max? Will you call me the d word? Or will you suffer in my never ending spite! "Daniel's grin grows.

" Fine. "

" Fine, who? "

"Fine. Daniel."

Max flushes, weird.

Daniel looks elated.

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qxurugosk · 20 days

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My favorite part about developing OCs is drawing their Parents and what traits they inherited from them. In honor of Gale and Topaz's Childhood being unveiled, here are the two lovely individuals who raised our favorite siblings!

Meet Lord Atlas and Lady Luminia, the Power Couple of the Yuesha Kingdom! (Aside from the current Emperor and Empress of course)

These two were the current House Leaders of the noble Zheng Family at the time. While they're complete opposites, they love each other very much and motivate each other to make the best possible future for their children.

Atlas was the Emperor's Royal Advisor, he's an eloquent speaker with an intelligent mind. He's a bit cold, strict, and hates being irritated by others, but he did have a soft spot towards his close friends and family, especially his wife and children. He had a habit of writing poems about his beloved wife during his spare time.

Luminia was a former Commander for the Empress' Legion, unfortunately due to an injury that lead her unable to perform her duties, she retired early from her position and became a Mentor instead. She's sassy and prideful, even downright arrogant, but she's mellowed down and became more calmer and a bit.. mischievous. She had a heart of gold and was eager to teach younger generations traditions of the Yuesha Kingdom. She loves teasing her husband and liked to give her children little challenges to amp up their skills.

I love them so much I should draw them with Gale and Topaz later!!!!

Au by @onyxonline

#space riders au #lord atlas space riders au #lord atlas #lady luminia space riders au #lady luminia #parents!!!!#the parnets!!!!#big lion #sneaky dragon #they love each other so much #their kids love them

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devilsrecreation · 2 months

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Even more Outlander Incorrect Quotes (feat oc’s and the main cast)

Jasiri: She was poetry, but he couldn't read

Janja: His name was Jared hes nineteen

Kiburi: When his parents built a very strange machine

Reirei: Watch that scene dig in the dancing queen

The skinks: aaaay macarena

Mzingo: Horrible job everyone

Kion: Bunga has no survival or self-preservation instincts. I think he was born without them.

Beshte: That can’t be true-

Kion: Watch this: Hey Bunga! Race you down!

Bunga: *jumps off of Pride Rock*

Some Villain: We have your son.

Reirei: What? All my kids are right here

Villain: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off his sandwich?

Reirei: Oh my god you have Goigoi

Reirei: If you want to know what females want, talk to a female

Cheezi: Oh yeah! Good idea!

Chungu: But where can we find one?

Reirei: I’M A FEMALE. I’M REFINED AND ELEGANT LIKE A DELICATE FLOWER, YOU IDIOTS!

Janja: I’m an idiot

Reirei:

Kiburi:

Mzingo:

Ushari:

Janja:

Kiburi: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

Janja: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one!  Chungu: Tubular AF!  Cheezi: Mood to the max!  Nne, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it.  Tano, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she’s a square.

Goigoi: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Chungu: Several traffic violations. Cheezi: Three counts of resisting arrest. Tamka: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Nduli: Also, that’s not our car.

Kenge: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends. Njano: ... Your what? Kenge: My friends. Kifo: Is he saying “friends”? Sumu: I think they're being sarcastic. Shupavu: No, no, no, this is delirium, he’s cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Kenge! All of your friends are right here. Kenge: I have other friends! You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks.

Kiburi, trying to convince Kenge to hang with the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really strong. Nduli: And loud! Tamka: And grumpy! Neema: [And oblivious to reality!] Kenge:

Chungu: Aibu doesn’t have a crush on me!

Janja: Yeah, she does

Cheezi: Yeah, she does!

Kifo: Yes, she does

Aibu: Yes I do

The squad is trying to con some random guy Ushari: Shupavu, why are you pretending I'm this guy's family? Shupavu: We need money! Ushari: You're scamming him? Shupavu: I was thinking more like flat-out stealing from him? Ushari: What?! No way! Shupavu: Why not? We already stole Njano! Njano: Hey guys Ushari: No, we didn't. Njano can think and talk for themself, they can do whatever they want! Njano: I wanna steal

Reirei: Can one of you pass the salt?

Janja: *throws Ushari across the table*

Tamka and Nduli are sitting in jail

Tamka: Duh, who do you wanna call?

Nduli: I’d call Kiburi, but I’d feel safer in jail

Janja: *to Jasiri* Do you wanna stay for dinner?

Shenzi: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

Janja/Njano: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night

Mzingo/Ushari: You were flirting with Jasiri/Shupavu

Janja/Njano: So what, she’s my girlfriend!

Mzingo/Ushari: You asked her if she was single and then cried when she said no

Ushari: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me  Janja: Okay, but in my defense, the skinks bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.  Ushari: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

Jasiri: I told Janja his ears flush when he lies

Madoa: Why? Jasiri: Look. Jasiri: *gesturing to herself and the leaders* Hey Janja! Do you love us? Janja, covering their ears: No. Madoa:

Sumu: Kenge and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us  Ushari: *Sighing* What did Kenge do?  Sumu: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...  Kenge: Who wants a steering wheel?

Ucheshi: Makuu and I don’t use pet names

Kiburi: Oh yeah? Then what do bees make?

Ucheshi: Honey?

Makuu: Yes?

Ucheshi:

Kiburi: Don’t lie to me ever again

#some of these take place in a human/zootopia au btw #god i love doing these #especially proud of this one #tlg outlanders #tlg #the lion guard

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