#oc tasha

[carnivorousyandeere]

Werecats in Heat

( MDNI )

CW: breeding kink, penetration (reader receiving and giving… at the same time 🫣), gang bang, riding

More info: AMAB reader, reader with a peen, no pronouns/gendered language towards reader though, vers reader, subby reader

Memphis is the first to crack under the hormonal weight of heat, holding you just a little too tightly while cuddling, and pressing himself against you and whining for you in the early hours of the morning.

The other werecats use this to their advantage, catching you with Memphis buried in your ass, the both of you about to cum. Of course they can’t let you waste a load like that, one of them wrapping their fingers around the base of your dick and squeezing to keep you from busting a nut so soon.

They allow Memphis to lay on his back, with your back against his chest. You sigh and squirm at all of the hands and claws teasing your skin, biting your lip when Memphis slides back into you. The other werecats tie both of you to the bedposts like that, keeping you from moving too far.

Each of the other werecats takes their turn using your cock. You lose track of how many times you cum in each of them, your brain going fuzzy and cock uncomfortably hot and aching. Memphis has probably come inside you more than once too, but he’s being uncharacteristically quiet, concentrating on watching the women take turns riding you, so it’s hard to tell…

When Mehri, Tai, Tasha, and Varsha aren’t riding you and dirty talking about you filling them up with litters, making them mommies and daddies, they’re making each other cum in hopes that it helps their wombs accept your load.

#oc memphis #oc Mehri #oc tai #oc varsha #oc Tasha #werecat pack #werecat pride #werecat #werecats #my thoughts #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere cw #mdni #nsft #yandere smut

[drabbles-mc]

Tossed Out

Gilly Lopez x OFC

Based of a request by @darqchilddaydreamz from This Post

Warnings: 18+, alcohol, language, men being The Worst

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: I feel like this went off the rails a little from what you had requested but my brain got away from me I apologize 😂 But as one of the few other people in this fandom who seem to be as pro-OC as I am, I figured you would understand. I've been marinating on a longer story for these two in my head for a Hot Minute and letting out a little glimpse of the pairing was just too tempting to turn away from 😅

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It wasn’t a quiet night at the clubhouse by any means, but Tasha made a point to make it a quiet night for herself. She holed up on a stool at the bar closest to the wall, giving her a decent vantage point of what was going on but also making it easy for people to walk right by her without noticing. The only person that she’d really spoken to since she got there was Cielo, and that was only because she was the person trading out empty beer bottles for full ones.

She’d watched as a majority of the men in the Santo Padre charter exited Templo. Not all of them, though. Not the person that she had shown up at the clubhouse to see in the first place. That being the case, she stayed put and more or less kept her head down. She watched as the guys leaving Templo immediately started to blend in with the rest of the people in the clubhouse. There was a handful of women hanging around, but there were also men from other charters, ones that didn’t have Santo Padre stitched into their kuttes. There were also a few men around who didn’t have kuttes on at all. None of them were people that she knew, or was planning on getting to know.

She was hoping that the door to Templo would slide open and that the three men missing would come striding right out, but there must have been more important conversations to be had. There must have been decisions to be made away from the loud mouths and heated personalities of the younger men in the club. The logical part of her understood that. The impatient part of her just wanted them to wrap it all up already.

Reaching forward, she wrapped her fingers around the neck of her beer bottle and brought it up to her lips. Her eyes were still locked on the door on the opposite side of the room as she took a long drink. She finally set it back down, landing it on top of the bar with a dull thud. She could’ve finished it, could’ve asked for another one, but she didn’t want to start getting carried away just yet. There were conversations to be had first.

She was drumming her fingers along the side of the glass bottle when she caught someone in her peripheral walking up to the bar. She clocked it, but she didn’t pay it any mind. She was sitting at the bar, after all, so she couldn’t just give dirty looks to anyone who walked up.

The man leaned, bracing his arms just over the edge of the bar as he waited for one of the women behind it to come up and ask him what he wanted to drink. Tasha could see him out of the corner of her eye, but she made an express point to not look directly at him. All too often that resulted in men thinking that she wanted to actually converse with them. And she didn’t. If her thick curls hadn’t already been pulled up and out of her face, she would’ve let them fall in front of her face like a curtain.

She settled for the next best thing, though. She kept her eyes glued to the woodgrain of the bar in front of her as the man asked for a few beers, one for him and a couple for his friends. She could feel the way that his gaze shifted once the bartender walked away to grab the bottles. When he was no longer looking at the bartender, he started looking directly at Tasha. She purposely didn’t look back at him. For a moment, she wondered if she would be quick enough to hop down from her stool and make it over to the Templo doors without him or someone else being able to stop her.

She didn’t have time to hedge her bets as the man said, “You’re awfully quiet over here, sweetheart.”

The pet name made her want to throw up, made her want to punch him. From that intro alone, she had the feeling that this interaction wasn’t going to go anywhere good. Still, though, she didn’t want to make a scene without a good cause. She noticed that one of the other men from Santo Padre was walking up to the bar. She hated that she knew some of their names, but she didn’t know really which name belonged to which guy, except for the two men that Bishop was close with. Unluckily for her, all three of the people she knew by name were still in Templo.

Taking a deep breath, she pried her eyes up and looked over at him. Even if the circumstances had been different, even if he hadn’t immediately come off like such a tool, she wouldn’t have wanted anything to do with him.

“That’s because I don’t really want to talk to anyone.” She kept her tone controlled, but still firm. There was no smile on her face as she said it.

The guy turned so that he was facing her head-on. “Come on, now. Why show up here on a night like this if you’re not looking to make some friends?”

She clenched her jaw tight for a moment, almost cracking a tooth in the name of not snapping and beating this guy’s ass in front of god and everyone else. “I’m waiting for someone,” she ground out.

“Oh? Who’s that?”

“None of your business,” she snapped, her voice was still hushed but it was sharp enough to get the attention of the man who had walked up to the bar a few moments before.

She wanted to look over at the man from Santo Padre, give him a look that would essentially be her asking for permission to cause a problem in the middle of the clubhouse. She had the feeling, though, that if she took her eyes off of the guy in front of her, he would try to move closer. That was the last thing that she wanted.

The bartender set the man’s beers down, and for a moment Tasha thought that that might be her saving grace. Maybe this guy would just take his drinks and go back to his douchebag friends and leave her alone while she continued to wait. She held her breath, hoping for the best, but it didn’t happen. Of course it didn’t happen.

“No need to get mean,” he said with a chuckle as he grabbed one of the beer bottles for himself. “I was just trying to be nice.”

“If you want to be nice,” the amount of self-restraint she was showing was evident in the strain of her voice, “then just leave me alone. Take your beers, and go talk to your friends.”

Despite her making the warning to him a verbal blinking neon sign, he still continued talking. “Whoever it is that you’re waiting on, is an idiot for keeping you waiting.” He paused, grabbing one of the other beer bottles and holding it out to her. “Why don’t you come and wait with me?”

There was the sound of two heavy footsteps as the man from the club walked up behind the guy who was talking to Tasha. She raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw the way this guy dwarfed the man who was talking to her. She could fight her own battles for sure, but she was almost curious to see what it would look like for this man to fight this one for her.

“Hey.” He brought one hand down hard on the guy’s shoulder. “Sounds like she wants you to leave her the fuck alone.”

The guy in front of her almost dropped his beer bottle out of fear when he felt the tight grip on his shoulder. The fear only intensified when he heard the voice coming from behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he let out a nervous laugh. “Gilly. Hey,” he tried and failed to sound casual, “you who this girl’s been waiting for?”

“No,” he answered honestly. “But if I can tell that she doesn’t want you fucking talking to her, then you should definitely be able to fucking tell.”

The guy tried to fumble to his own defense, which was a stupid move but it was too late to backpedal once he started. “Nah, nah, it’s not like that. We were,” he looked over at Tasha, an almost pleading look in his eyes, “we were having a good time, weren’t we, sweetheart? Making friends.”

She looked at the man, and then to the guy she now knew was Gilly. She saw the way that Gilly was chomping at the bit, waiting for any kind of cue from her to be able to take the man and throw him out onto the street. As much as she had wanted to be the one to make a big deal about it, to get some satisfaction, she had to admit that maybe it was in her best interest to let this guy, Gilly, take care of it.

She locked eyes with Gilly and gave a slight shake of her head. “I don’t have any friends here. This guy won’t leave me the fuck alone.”

Gilly nodded, a smug grin on his face as he looked at the man whose shoulder he was bruising with his grip. “That’s what I thought.”

“Gilly, man, come on—”

“Time for you to go.”

It was only then that the guy tried to struggle against him. It was useless, of course. It looked like Gilly could’ve tossed him across the clubhouse and through the doors with one hand. “Let it go, man. You don’t gotta fucking do me like this.”

Gilly laughed as he started to pull him away. “Yea, I think I fucking do.” He stopped, turning back around. There was a look on his face that Tasha couldn’t quite read as he pushed the guy in her direction. “Apologize first.”

Tasha bit back a laugh at the demand and the guy turned back around to Gilly. “What?”

Gilly nodded to her. “Apologize. Come in here, fucking bother her and try to ruin her night when she’s minding her own fucking business. Say you’re sorry.”

“Seriously?”

It was only then that Tasha spoke up. “Yea,” she didn’t even try to hide her amusement, “I think it’d make me feel a whole lot better.”

He looked back and forth between the two of them. “You’re not fucking serious.”

Gilly nodded. “Oh I’m super fucking serious.” He paused. “Wasn’t a question, man. Apologize.”

It looked like the guy was about to try and argue again, but when Gilly clamped his hands down on both of his shoulders this time he changed his tune. “Sorry. I’m, I’m sorry,” he sputtered out.

Tasha nodded. “You should be.”

Gilly nodded in approval. “Alright.” He balled his fists into the fabric of the man’s shirt. “Let’s go.”

He was already being dragged towards the door but he was still trying to protest. “You don’t gotta do this. I can, I’ll just fucking go, man. Just let me—”

“Shut the fuck up, dude,” Gilly cut him off. He dragged him out onto the front steps. He yoked him up, bringing him so that they were face to face. “I hardly knew who you were before tonight. You were better off that way.”

He let go of the man’s shirt, letting his feet land flat on the deck of the clubhouse. The guy probably thought that he was getting off easy. He was halfway through brushing his hands along his shirt when Gilly gave him one good shove so that he went stumbling down the stairs.

“I sure fucking know who you are now, though,” he said as he watched the man try not to faceplant into the dirt, “and I better not fucking see you back here again.” He saw it on the man’s face that he wanted to try and argue. “Alright?”

He opened and closed his mouth a few times, but in the end, he must’ve decided it wasn’t worth the trouble, wasn’t worth the beatdown that Gilly was very much itching to give him. Instead of arguing, he just gave a tiny nod and scampered off to wherever his car was parked.

Walking back inside, the clubhouse seemed relatively undisturbed. Someone getting tossed out, by Gilly of all people, certainly wasn’t breaking news. He scanned the expanse of the room and saw that Tasha hadn’t moved from where she was sitting. He didn’t want to be another person bothering her, but it felt wrong to not go over and say something.

She was grabbing one of the beers that the man had gotten for his friends when Gilly walked up. He cleared his throat, the energy he was giving off completely different than before. “Hey, you, uh, you good?” he asked.

She looked up at him, laughing as she nodded. “I’m alright, yea.” She motioned towards the door. “Thanks for that.”

He chuckled as he gave a small shrug. “No problem.”

“Wish I could’ve been the one to toss him down the stairs though,” she said with a laugh.

“Still wanna toss someone? I’ll get the prospect over here.”

She laughed and shook her head, a few long strands of curls fell from the bun on top of her head as she did. “That’s alright. Appreciate the offer, though.” She tapped her bottle against one of the others that was sitting on top of the bar. “Want a beer?”

Gilly chuckled and shook his head, but he reached forward and took one for himself. “I’m Gilly, by the way.”

Tasha nodded before taking a swig from the bottle in her hands. “Yea, I gathered that.” She held out the hand that wasn’t holding her drink. “Tasha. Ash.”

“Ash,” he repeated as he shook her hand.

“Gilly,” she followed suit and said his name back to him.

It was only then that he took the time to really look at her. Something about her seemed familiar, and it had him wondering if he’d caught a glimpse of her at the clubhouse or around town before. He looked a the tattoos that covered her arms, simple dark linework etched into her light brown skin. Despite the anger and discomfort that she had been wearing on her face before, the playful smile that was starting to tug at the ends of her mouth seemed just as genuine.

He cleared his throat, suddenly feeling a little awkward as he stood there in front of her just staring. “Are you, um, actually waiting for someone? I can track them down if—”

“No, no,” she said with a small smile on her face. “That’s alright. I’m actually,” she let out an awkward laugh, “I’m waiting for Bishop.”

Gilly’s eyes widened. “Oh, shit.”

She chuckled. “Yea.”

“Yea, you just gotta wait then. I’m not fuckin’ going back in there,” he joked, even though it was the truth.

She smiled as she shook her head at him. “Trust me, I get it.” There was a beat of silence between them before she said, “Thanks again for the assist there.”

“Yea, I, I got you.” As much as he wanted to stay and keep talking to her, he didn’t really have anything left to say. He also knew that she probably really didn’t want to be talking to anyone. He took a small step back as he nodded towards where he had been sitting with the guys before he got up to get a drink. “If you need anything, you know…” his voice trailed off.

“Except getting Bishop out of Templo?”

He choked back a laugh, covering his mouth with his hand for a moment as he nodded. “Yea, except that.” He paused. “I’ll see you around?”

She brought the beer bottle up to her lips and finished it off before looking over at him with a smile. “Maybe, yea.”

#mayans mc #mayansmc #mayans fx #mayans mc imagine #gilly lopez #gilly lopez x oc #oc tasha #oc tasha losa-harris #oc ash #my writing #fanfiction #drabblesmc

[chaos-burst]

[ID: a digital illustration of three D&D characters drawn by @sadfishkid. Anouk belongs to me, Sean belongs to @livingchancy and Jace belongs to @cordyceps-fungus. The illustration shows the three characters lying side by side in the grass surrounded by pink and blue forget-me-nots and blue and pink hydrangea bushes. Anouk lies on the left, Sean in the middle and Jace on the right side. Both Anouk and Jace are holding Sean’s hands and have their heads turned towards Sean with a smile on their faces. Anouk is a black skinned half-orc half aasimar with small wings at the side of their head, five eyes on their forehead and white eyes. They have long, straight, black hair and pointy ears.  They’re dressed in white and gold armor. Sean is a white human with dark blonde, short curls, a long face and closed eyes. She is wearing a black corset, fishnets and a black frilly skirt as well as a black leather choker. Jace is a brown human man with dark hair, many piercings and dressed in warm orange, yellow and brown tones. His chest is exposed and he has one hand behind his head. The viewer looks down on them. End ID]

Blessed polycule of my heart <333 Haunted/cursed angel paladin, goth autistic cleric and an alcoholic monk who can’t feel pain. This is the birthday present for my two beloveds Liz and Ella 🍉🍑 🫐

#d&d #Dungeons and Dragons #ocs #anouk #d&d monk #d&d cleric #d&d paladin #simply you can see what kind of oc creator i am compared to my sweets xDDD #tasha did such a great job as always i am sooo happy with how this turned out aaaaah

[wolfsune09]

We did it boys, we did it.

Uhh maybe like 12-14 hrs idk

Progress shots under the cut

#oc #splatoon #tasha #splatoon fanart #tf2 #splatoon oc #splatoon manga fanart #important #artists on tumblr

[kurokrisps]

💜🤡Favorite Cousins 🩷🐶

Full bases under:

#somethings wrong with sunny day jack #swwsdj #sdj oc #sunny day jack #sdj fanart #sunnydayjack #oc: may #dachabo #dachabo oc #oc: tasha #character design #scene #black alt girl #goth #kuro art

[poxsart]

Meet Tasha the Clown!

Honestly, I was stuck on the name for a second. But I thought since I'm diving in head first into my DND hyperfixation again, I'd name this little demon clown Tasha. I pulled an all nighter but it's so worth it TwT

#art #poxsart #digital art #original characters #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #vivziepop #Tasha The Clown #character design #helluva boss oc #hazbin hotel oc

[coffeejinx]

My kiddos cosplaying as the Backyardigans! 💙🩷🧡💛💜

I heard the unfortunate news that Janice Burgess, the creator of Backyardigans passed away recently, which is pretty saddening. I think doing this little cosplay thing was a bit of a tribute to her.

Thank you Janice for creating such an amazingly iconic show loved by many, and you will truly be missed 🩷 🌹

#the backyardigans #backyardigans #cara #mell #Nilla #taffina #rollo #pablo #tasha #austin #tyrone #Uniqua #my art #kidcore #my ocs #my characters #cute #babycore #kawaii #kidwave #softcore

[lulzyrobot]

Here's Tasha! Finally updated her look. The thick black lines are actually a synth-skin that hide some gnarly glowing veins.

Also Aberrant just means she's got cool abilities because a cosmic horror decided to say hello to her in a nightmare. No big deal.

Also conditional immunity means that she gets mysterious contracts from what she assumes are vengeful spirits and upon succeeding, is rewarded with a longer lifespan (and reduced rate of aging)

#character reference #my art #my ocs #tasha

[spaceratprodigy]

🎉✨💙💖 Maril and Mina 💖💙✨🎉

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @fairymistrose !! ily ily ily 💕

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#happy birthday to one of my dearest and bestest friends ever!! #gosh tasha the past how many years now you have truly been one of the greatest lights of my life #I don't think I can ever put into words just how grateful I am to have met you #nor can I thank you enough for the kindness and care you show me constantly #you are so wonderful and special and your friendship has been so deeply impactful #never forget how loved and cherished you are #lemme not get too mushy gushy haha not like I'm not telling you constantly what I feel in my heart for you and everything you do #I love ya. I hope you're able to have a really special day #I'm so honored I get to celebrate another year with ya #and with our favorite cotton candy girlies no less!! >:3 #💖💙✨🎉💖💙✨🎉 #my art #maril highwind #friend oc #kingdom hearts

[matoitech]

tasha (HFAH's ex bassist, solo artist now) warmup from today and a random white tiger warmup from yesterday. trying to get into a drawing groove so dont got a lot 2 post atm

#my art #ocs #w tasha anyway #furry #anthro #serval #tiger #white tiger #trying to get in the groove for working on a com rn but i just cannot focus rn lol

[sparklecinnamonbunny]

Happy Winter Wonderklok! Today's prompt is Saran Wrap Ball, and it marks part 1 of my 'big fic' for this challenge.

Summary: Saturnalia, at its Roman height, was a festival to celebrate Saturn, the god of the harvest. After the appropriate sacrifices, celebrants partied, exchanged gifts, feasted, and made merry in hopes of a bountiful spring. Lucy may not be a farmer, but she’s in for one hell of a spring with the way this party’s going.

I'm beyond grateful to have so many friends in the community who allowed me to use their OCs in this one. In order of their first OC's appearance, they are: St. Cecilia Jameson || @gointothevvater Cherry O'Reilly, Eden Nightwish, Nita Nirvana, and Caj Stryker || @chordsykat (the fifth member of Baen-Shee will appear!) Jamila 'Jimi' Calabash || @sichore Blanca Tennebris || @plvtosun Halfrid Schäfer and Mosel || @inky-da-dinky XZ Corrosion || @agentkaz Vama Chakrabarti, Tasha Livingston, and Vanessa Leverett || @claudia-nomusaabara Vivi Skarsgård, Jules Seefore, and Kari Naelstrom || @pan-flute-skeleton (who also started Winter Wonderklok u rock bb!!) Nairi Hammersmith || @nightklok Lucy Skye Desmond || @the-loveliest-lotus (thank you for letting me make Lucy throw a party) Bastian Kitzler || @raddouchebag Aurora Attic || @neopolitangumdrops Ozzy || @picklesjar  These OCs (and even more) will return tomorrow for the conclusion of Lucy's Sinful Saturnalia!

#metalocalypse fanfic #fanfiction #mtl oc #sunday mourning #ava sunbeam #envy greenberg #charlene elfe offdensen #caj stryker #nita nirvana #st cecilia jameson #cherry o'reilly #eden nightwish #jimi calabash #blanca tennebris #halfrid schäfer #vama chakrabarti #tasha livingston #vanessa leverett #vivi skarsgard #kari naelstrom #jules seefore #lucy skye desmon #nairi hammersmith #bastian kitzler #aurora attic #ozzy the klokateer

[carnivorousyandeere]

What happens if I use a laser pointer with the werecats?

This is an INCREDIBLE question thank you so much 😭💕

From most to least interested in chasing the little dot of light, or other cat toys: Varsha, Tai/Memphis tie, and lastly Mehri/Tasha tie.

Mehri and Tasha will watch the laser pointer with some interest, ears and tails flicking (if their ears and tails are out or they’re in full cat form), but probably not go chasing after it much.

Memphis pretends not to be interested, but quickly cracks and scrambles after it like a madman, even to the point of knocking stuff over. Tai will chase it around about as much as Memphis, but is way calmer and less erratic in pursuit of the dot.

Varsha is INTENSE and calculated in her movements as she chases the dot. She cannot, or will not, resist the siren call of the little laser pointer. If you’re out and about and suspect she’s following you, you can always grab a laser pointer and point it at the ground to lure her out. If Varsha is around, she will reveal herself just to chase it every. Single. Time.

#mail 📬 #my thoughts #oc Mehri #oc Tasha #oc Memphis #oc tai #oc varsha #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere cw #werecat pride #werecat #werecat pack

[peppermintfreak]

Characters tha should've worn glasses

#oc; michael #oc; tasha #my art #illustration #girl with a cat #i like that their eyes go over the frames. it's kinda silly but it really sells it

[chaos-burst]

[ID: a digital full-body drawing of my D&D OC Morel done by @sadfishkid. They’re a firbolg with brown fur and long, floppy ears. They’re standing turned to the left side of the picture at a 45° angle with both arms raised up at their sides while looking directly at the viewer with a serious expression. Their crow called Mouse sits on their right hand. Morel has bovine features and short, curly, black hair with mushrooms growing out of their head like a flower crown made of mushrooms. The mushrooms are small and pink, blue and green and are glowing slightly. Morel’s ears are pierced and they’re wearing a black blouse with a high and frilly neckline, a long, black skirt and a necklace made of bones with a small bird-skull dangling from it. Behind them is a light grey rectangle, the rest of the background is white. End ID]

yet another commission of my beautiful 20 wisdom/8 charisma hermit goth cow who lives in a hut in the woods and is a prophet of the deity of decay. they’re a spores druid/knowledge domain cleric (i am working towards grave domain in the future :D) who gives free healthcare to those who have nowhere else to go! 

#d&d #dungeons and dragons #ocs #morel #lost campaign #tasha's art makes me so happy ugh <3333 #d&d cleric #d&d druid #d&d firbolg

[wolfsune09]

Sneak peek?

👀

Hellooo? Wife? Wifey? Sorry. Wife. Wi

#i hope i do end up finishing this one day ww #splatoon #splatoon fanart #tf2 #splatoon manga fanart #oc #tasha #splatoon oc

[kurokrisps]

She *IS* your favorite cousin, whether you like it or not!! 🩷

#dachabo oc #oc: tasha #character design #illustration #original character #oc #black girl #alt girl #kuro art #minors don't touch