#one dumb fanart at the time ;P

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mi sol

Summary: You get a new job as a caretaker at a mysterious estate two towns over. The salary is good enough for you to ignore certain things -- at first. Soon enough you have no choice but to get away. Too bad you're in for life. (one-shot, plot with porn) Vampire! Yandere! Miguel O'Hara x Fem! Reader

Warnings: eventual SMUT, masturbation, p in v, pussy eating, somewhat YANDERE! MIGUEL, YOUR CONSUMPTION OF MEDIA IS ON YOU! NOT PROOFED

fanart by @yeagersatorubar (twt)

The email had come in the middle of the night.

It was from an unrecognizable source. An acceptance to something, some job you didn’t remember applying for. A caretaker job two towns over. You rubbed your eyes in the blue light glare of your rickety laptop, lips pursued as you read.

“When did I apply for this?”

Attached to the close of the email was a number and name. A woman named Lyla was the contact. The name of the property was Stone. You dialled the number. If the person was sending the email this late, you didn’t worry about your call waking them up. 

“Hello. You must be our new caretaker.”

You cleared your throat – taken aback. “I, uh, yes. I am. I hope it’s okay that I’m calling this late.”

The woman chuckled. “That’s fine! You’ll learn that we keep odd hours here.”

“Right,” did you really need the money that much? You eyed your room. It was pink, with posters half hanging. It had been your childhood room and you still occupied it. It made your mouth itch. You needed to leave. “When do you want me to start?”

Though as your taxi pulled up to the estate, you found yourself regretting it. Maybe regret was too strong a word. You found yourself reconsidering it. Had you done something terribly stupid by coming here? By packing your things and telling your parents they could fuck off?

It had taken four hours to get here, the sun had set and it was twilight now. Would it be too early to run back with your tail between your legs? Were you so weak that you had to give up? 

“That’ll be 50$.” the driver grunted, growing impatient with your slow movement.

You baulked and shoved the bill into his hand. Out of spite, you took your time to get your bags out – making sure you didn’t miss one. You could have sworn you heard him curse as he drove off. Rolling your eyes, you slid your phone out to get to your emails – Lyla had sent you the code to get in. Turning your flashlight on the keypad, you punched the code in and continued your trek up the property. It was a long walk that left you huffing. 

Once you met the great doors, you knocked the lion-faced knockers loudly a few times and waited. When you went to try for a second time, it pierced your skin, making you hiss. Your finger slipped into your mouth and you sucked. 

The door swung open to reveal a fashionable dress auburn-haired woman with heart-shaped sunglasses. She grinned at you. All sharp, white teeth. “Hello! Aren't you an earlier riser?”

You bristled. “Pardon?”

“Are these your bags?” She turned her head inside the mansion and whistled. “I’ll get Ben to bring them in.”

Lyla was the assistant of the owner of the house. A real recluse, she claimed. You didn’t mind. They had paid you a freaking signing bonus when you agreed. Who gave signing bonuses to caretakers? Dumb rich people. This guy could be a troll for all you cared. As long as each salary came with the flourish of that, you could never meet the man. 

“It's more of a managerial position really.” Lyla clarified after showing you the lion’s share of the house. “Ben takes care of the heavy lifting. Or Peter – he doesn’t show up much though, new father and all that.”

“We have cameras in the common areas. Bedrooms and baths are off limits of course. You’ll get access to them.”

“So, Mr. Stone just wants me to look after the place? Make sure it's clean and in order?”

Lyla stilled, causing you to bump into her. Her pale face twitched. “Mr. O’Hara. Don’t make that mistake again.”

“Sorry. It’s just the name of the estate –”

Lyla shook her head. “Don’t make that mistake again.”

“My bad.”

The tour continued on silently. Lyla stopped at the West Wing, where a portrait of a young family hung. They were dressed in regalia from at least three centuries ago. It was of two beautiful boys, a stately-looking woman and a cold-faced man. You shivered. You hoped the man was not Mr O’Hara.

“Don’t worry,” Lyla seemed to read your mind. Her pointer finger landed on the taller of the two boys. “That’s Mr O’Hara.”

You relaxed. Even though it was an old photo, the bright-eyed kid couldn’t be too different from the man who had just hired yourself out to. 

Right?

***

Miguel felt warm.

For the first time in a century, he felt the warmth of you in the walls of his prison. It was like feeling the sun again. Like tasting wine, luscious and dark. You were home. He hadn’t risen yet. His meal sat by his window, eyes glossed over with compulsion. Miguel didn’t want to see you without eating. It had been so long after all. So very long without your touch, the brush of your lips, the scent of your hair, the feel of your pussy.

He throbbed with want for you. 

Rising from his coffin, his talons fell. Piercing two holes in the side of his meal’s neck, Miguel made sure to drink his fill until it was cold and listless. His fangs, his fangs he would keep for you. 

It was funny how it started. He had run into you while on a hunt. Well, you hadn’t noticed of course. You had been on a date, smelling of want and looking like sin in red. He wasn’t worthy of you. But that man touched you and lips had planted on your skin – he was lucky Miguel hadn’t killed him right then and there. He had been too caught up in you. Looking at you. Seeing you. Flesh and fire before him. The curls of your hair, the flare of your hips, the drag of your voice and the thrill of your laughter.

That man did not deserve any of that.

All of that belonged to him. 

In the computer age, everything lay at his fingertips. He found you with ease. Found where you lived. Who you were now. Everything that the web of connections could provide. He knew what books you read, what songs you liked, your favourite bands and flower. 

He also knew you needed him. You were twenty-five and unemployed, living with your parents and your art wasn’t selling as you’d liked. How that desperation clung to you, how that desperation made you sweet to him. 

A gurgling sound distracted him. 

Sneering, he looked at his feet to see the meal had not totally died. Rolling his eyes, he tore the heart out of its chest and sucked the remaining blood. He cursed. 

Now he’d have to shower before seeing you. What a nuisance.

After cleaning off the blood, he watched the surveillance footage of Lyla giving you the door and waited until she’d left you alone like he’d asked to find you. He didn’t want an interloper. He wanted you alone to create a repertoire. 

Running his fingers through his hair, he checked his teeth in the mirror — all traces of blood were gone. His talons were retracted, fangs disappeared but his eyes were still red from feeding. Would that freak you? He didn’t want to change it.

Tapping his smartwatch, he ordered Lyla to bring him a pair of contacts. 

“Why? Won’t it just dissolve in a few hours?” 

“Because I said so.”

“Well, now I’m not gonna bring them on principle.”

Miguel snapped. “Lyla…please bring the goddamn contacts.”

“They’re already in your room, fearless creator. Vanity drawer to the left.”

Miguel switched the watch off. Carefully, he placed the contacts onto his eyes. They stung a little but he only needed it for a few hours. They would be long dissolved and by then his eyes would return to their true brown. 

You were beautiful in the kitchen. Hair tied up in a bun ontop of your head. Messy curls sweep to your forehead. Lips, pinked and plumb moving as you chewed. You seemed to try to make yourself seem smaller. Crouching over the plate of chicken salad Lyla had prepared for you. She couldn’t cook – his golem, but she tried. They had so few human guests these days after all.

Miguel cleared his throat, making you jolt and stare at him with big eyes. Your lashes fluttered, and you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and stood. “Oh, hello! You must be Mr. O’Hara.”

Your offered hand hung for a moment. He eyed it. Bare, delicate, your nails sharpened to a humanly acceptable point. He realised he’d been staring for longer than necessary and took it, glad he fed so his body warm. Your hand slipped in with ease. He gripped it and shook it, saying your name. “Call me Miguel. It’s nice to meet you. Lyla gave you the grounds tour?”

“Oh...no, she, uh, showed me the house and my quarters but not the grounds.” You titled your head, looking out the window. “I figured it was too dark out, no?”

Excellent. “We have very good lights. If you’re finished eating, I can give you the tour myself.”

“Yes! Definitely.” So eager. How promising.

***

Mr. O’Hara – no, Miguel, led you out by placing a hand on the small of your back. It was large and spanning and brushed against the rise of your ass before it fell to his side again and he resumed a respectable distance. He smelt of sandalwood and citrus. An oud wafted from him. This immaculately dressed older man with lines on his face creating dimension. He couldn’t be much older than you, but everything about him seemed grown whereas you seemed like a child playing dress up in adulthood. 

The grounds were massive. Three acres he’d said. There was a small rose garden that led out to a private lake. A family mausoleum that made you shutter when you passed it. Arched trees bent over the manicured green. The entire place was immaculate. 

What on earth did they need you for?

“Did the pass caretaker retire?”

Miguel shook his head. A small fence came into view. You saw dried-up shrubs and trees, barren spots and a small shed. “She passed.”

“My condolences,” you whispered softly, fingers brushing along his arm to comfort him briefly. “What is this?”

“It used to be a greenhouse.”

There was nothing green about the space. Clearing your throat, you let Miguel guide you back to the house. It was late now. You grew tired. So, very tired. “You have a beautiful home.”

“Thank you.” His eyes peered curiously at her. She swore they flashed red but that may have been her weariness showing. “I hope you can be comfortable here.”

His gaze was intense. You found it difficult to look away – it caused a dizzying effect on you. Turning away, Miguel and you went back into the house and he escorted you to your quarters. “Thank you for this opportunity. I’m really excited to dig in.”

He smiled – all white teeth. “No. I’m pleased to have you here. You have no idea how much.”

When you finally closed your door you let out a slight squeal of excitement. Biting your lower lip, you traced your fingers along the door. You had not expected Mr. O’Hara to look like that. Sure, he was certainly a mature man. The lines on his face told you that he was at least mid-thirties and the way he carried himself like a grown man would. 

God. You didn’t know how you were going to make it out working with such a specimen. You could barely keep it together on the walk! Running your hand over your hair, you went to your laptop bag and pulled the small notebook out. You googled your new boss, disappointed to find nothing much. There was one link that had his name, a record from an archive three hundred years ago. When you clicked it, it bounced back. 

Frustrated, you closed it and decided to just go to bed. 

Weeks passed by, and a monolith of activity passed. You devoted your all to the house but particularly the greenhouse at the back of the property beside the lake. It became a passion project of yours. Lyla and Ben were helpful of course – they made sure that you got all the aid and materials you needed to realise your vision. 

You became closer to the other members of the house. Lyla was kind and a good guide for you. Miguel was something.

It was not that you had an extensive working history but you were quite sure the interest he seemed to pay to you and your tasks were a little extra attention. In some regard, it unnerved you. But in another, you liked the praise and appreciation you received for every task completed. You also didn’t mind being in close proximity to him. There was no denying that Miguel had become a crush of yours and the star of your private fantasies.

Look at him. All harsh angles and sharpness, but his actions, his words were rose petal soft. God. He was a delicious man.

Another thing that struck you as strange was the utter loneliness of the house when the sun was up. When they had called themselves nocturnal creatures, you had merely thought it meant that they slept very late or worked very late in the evening. You were wrong though – they were completely gone during the day. In the afternoons they rose, bright and colourful as your energy dwindled down. 

“Techies,” Lyla had explained. “We work best at night – what can we say!”

It felt like bullshit but the pay was too good for you to make it your business. By the beginning of your third month, you know the place like the back of your hand. Well – most of it but for the wing Lyla had warned you against. One particularly slow day temptation had gotten the better of you. Could your curiosity be blamed for your next act? You crept into the area, floorboard creaking as you looked. It was not a different hallway than the others. 

A painting sat at the edge – but it was too poorly lit for you to see from your end. Squinting, you walked closer. The painting held a tear. It was a woman no doubt, soft-featured but you only saw up to her lower lip on which sat a mole. Something pulled at you. 

You stretched forward, fingertips brushing the dried oil and hanging paper. Pushing it up to see the face, your breathe hitched at the sight. 

The hairs at the back of your neck stood up and your stomach turned. You ran back to the other half of the house, heart speeding in your chest to jump through your ribs. You closed your door – the feeling of your skin getting ready to crawl off your body not leaving. You rubbed your ribs beneath your bosom. 

Everything about that had felt wrong. 

Since you began working here – you hadn’t taken a weekend off. Packing your bag hurriedly, you made a call to your mother, placing her on speaker. It rang for only a few moments.

“Hello, little stranger.”

“Mom – I, I need to come home.”

The panic in your voice set her voice on edge. “Baby? Is everything alright at your job?”

“I just got a bad feeling, Mom. I just need to come home.”

“Okay. Call an Uber.” Logic was your mother’s failsafe in times of duress. 

You shook your head. Ubers didn’t get this far out. You would have to walk a mile into the town to order one or call a taxi. “No. They won’t come here. I’ll head to town and catch something.”

“Call me when you’re there. Okay?” Your mother cautioned. 

“Okay...I will.”

Packing your things took longer than anticipated. You looked at your watch – it was almost five. It usually got dark around six. Shouldering your haversack and duffel bag, you snuck out of the estate and made your walk down the winding road to the town. 

Your bags felt heavy and the road took forever. Eventually, you found a bus stop. It was just about twilight now. The blue sky became a warm orange. Warm day dying into a cool evening. 

You sighed, back hitting the seat of the bench. The app told you the next bus to town was coming in the next twelve minutes. You just needed one ride to the inner city and there you could easily get an Uber home. 

Closing your eyes, you felt relaxed for the first time in an hour. 

You were safe. You were going home. 

***

He knew you were missing the moment the sun had set. 

Miguel had stretched the entire expanse of the property – searching everywhere for you. All of your things were gone from your quarters. Even your dirty laundry was gone. It was still full of your scent. He dug his nose into the rumpled sheets. Lilac and Lily. His talons dug through them – he picked up notes of fear and curiosity. Fear? What had made you fearful?

Miguel went to the abandoned wing. Your scent filled the air. Had you been snooping little girl? The painting. You’d seen your first iteration from so long ago. 

“Lyla,” Miguel roared. “I want everyone on the ground looking for her. She doesn’t leave this town – do you hear me?”

“Louder than necessary but okay.”

He drove from the estate, through the town until he picked up your scent. His talons dug into the steering. Rage fuelled him like no other. Had you really thought you could leave? He thought he could be patient, be kind, and wait you out. Then you left. 

What made you think you had the right?

His journey halted. Miguel retracted his talons and exited, fangs extended as you sat leaning back on a bus bench. About half a mile ahead, he could hear the incoming sound of the bus. You would get the chance. 

“Where do you think you’re going, mi sol?”

You jumped up, eyes wide. “Miguel! How did you?”

“I can find you anywhere.” He said gruffly. “You leave without notice at all your jobs?”

“I, uh, I was just taking the weekend off.”

He clicked his tongue. “You’re lying to me. You were snooping. Come back with me.”

“I’m not going back.” You snapped. “I don’t know what’s going on in that place but it's not natural.”

Miguel grew tired but he knew he couldn’t be heavy-handed. He had to be smart about this. “You’re right. I’m sorry about that go to your family. But know on Monday you’ll still have a job and a home with us.”

You were so easy to lie to that he almost felt bad.

The bus came and he fell back, watching you leave. The bus moved slowly down the dusty road. It was a long ride back to town. He tapped his watch and made a phone call. “Lyla. I need an accident. Now.”

“Fatal or fatale?”

He sighed. “I’m not in the mood for this right now.”

“Well, she doesn’t seem to be in the mood for you either.”

“Crash the damn bus, Lyla, now.”

“Already sent something that way, bossman.”

“Ayudame dios.”

Keeping up with the bus wasn’t a problem. Through the woodlands, he could see a creation jumping through – all fur and bolts, his favourite hairy bot crashing into the bus from the front, making the driver stop immediately. The wolf sat growing, padding its way to the front sidewheels before he punctured it with his teeth tearing through. The bus leaned to its side, dipping. He watched, from his parked spot, morbidly as the great machine broke the side window, paw reaching in. He heard you scream and smelt the faint scent of your blood. 

Miguel decided it had gone too far then, chasing the creature off. 

The driver of the bus came out first, assessing the damages. You shivered, trembling as you climbed down with your bags on your shoulders. You had been crying. Salty tears rolled down your cheeks. “How long until someone gets out here.”

The driver scratched his head. “Best luck you got is to hitchhike. They’ll come get me in an hour or two. Sorry, darling.”

That was his cue. Miguel started the car and drove by slowly. It was tinted so you excitedly jumped up and down, glad to think it was a kindly stranger. As if he would leave you to be picked up by some ill-thinking stranger.

He stopped, rolling the windows down. “Need a ride?”

You looked stiff with fear. The driver, however, beamed at him. “Oh, sure young man. This lady is heading into town. Think you can give her a ride?”

“Sure I can.” He unlocked the door, pushing it open. Miguel smiled at her, showing his sharp teeth. “Get in.”

Nodding, you hurriedly got into the vehicle. Your curly hair fell to your face as glossy eyes watched him. Miguel turned the radio on and a storm warning came out. 

“What are you?”

“Let’s get back to the estate and then I can explain.” Miguel made a sharp U-Turn and drove past the wreckage, racing back to the property. 

He could smell your fear, the hint of your blood, he looked down seeing a little blood blooming beneath your white dress. It formed a little cloud. He hissed, he hadn’t meant for you to get hurt. “Are you in pain?”

You kissed your teeth instead of responding to him. He sighed. He had expected that – you always, without fail, had a bad attitude when he fucked up. Miguel cursed himself, he should have removed that painting. Why hadn’t he thought clearly? “I didn’t want it to come to this – if you had just let me explain.”

“What is there to explain?”

The estate was coming into view now. Rising like a terrible moon on the horizon.

“It wasn’t you in the painting.” He clarified. “Well, not you. A version of you.”

He punched the code in, the gates opening as he drove up and slamming shut behind the two of you. “That doesn’t make any sense, Miguel.”

You clutched your bags, walking ahead of him as you entered the house. You set them down and Miguel smelt your blood more. “Let me fix you up. Please.”

You flinched but allowed him to lead you to the other side of the house into the very wing that had made you run. Miguel tucked his hands into his pockets. Watching you carefully step ahead. He tried hard not to look at your ass, the switch and sway of the hefty cheeks but he tried to keep his mind on task and out of the gutter.

Which was hard since you looked and smelt like you.

“Are you human?”

“No.”

You gasped, wrapping your arms around you. “Okay.”

Miguel could positively hear your mind working. You turned to look at him, eyes narrowed as if to find the answer in his face. Miguel decided to make it easy on you. He opened his mouth, fangs dropped. 

“Shit!”

“Shit.”

A familiar door came up. His hand settled on your waist, stopping you from going further. He felt you shiver under his touch. The faint scent of your arousal wafting upward. His gums shivered. 

“C’mon,” his voice was gruff. “It's right through here.”

It had been decades since Miguel had let anyone but Lyla in. Having you here – where he slept, fed, and worked as a sort of rawness he had missed. He had missed you. Miguel had learned to love this new version of you, you sang as you worked along the house. Danced to pop songs and cooked in the early mornings before the sun rose. 

“Sit here.” he directed you to a chaise lounge, eyes gazing back. “Take the dress off.”

Your lips quivered with a mounting argument but common sense seemed to reign for a moment as you slipped it off. Just watching you made him harden. The black cups of your bra barely keep the fat of your tits in, through the thin lace, he could see the puckered areolas of your breasts. The high waist of your thong dug into the subtle curve of your hourglass figure.

Merida. 

Miguel set the tools down on the bed and cleaned the wound. It wasn’t too deep, just a flesh wound that didn’t need stitches. He brought his thumb to his fang and nicked the skin, pressing the open hole to your wound he smeared it with blood. 

“Jesus Christ…that’s a health code violation.”

He snorted, leaning forward and licking it clean. After his saliva had wiped it off, not even a cut remained. “All better, mi sol.”

“What does that mean?”

“My sn.” he translated. “You’re my sun. Always have been.”

“So you’re a vampire.”

“I’m a vampire.”

You hummed. “And the woman who looks like me in the painting?”

“My wife when I was human.”

“Ah.”

“And I’m a version of her?”

“One of many.”

“Did you kill them?”

“God no.” The idea made his skin burn. “I could never, never hurt you.”

“But you’re a vampire, Miguel. What kind of promise is that?”

“Every time you’ve been in my reach, I loved you until you left me. Until old age took you or until sickness took you.”

Miguel fell to his knees resting his head on your lap. Your face read on incredulity but the fear had vanished from your scent. Curiosity with hints of want. 

“I’m going back to my room.” You stated, picking up your bloodied dress. “And tomorrow night, we’ll talk.”

“Okay.”

***

You couldn’t sleep. When you got back to your room, you shower and change. Texting your mom to know you’re alright. You try to listen to music. To watch a movie. To read but nothing gets you sleep. 

Perhaps it's simply a side-effect of finding out your work for vampires. 

Rain began to pour outside, it was a soothing sound – you blushed as another thought came to mind. There was another way to get you to sleep. Opening your door, you peek outside, making sure the hallway was clear.

Closing your door, you twist the look and step out of your nightshirt and slide your panties off your hips. Digging into one of your bags, tucked at the very bottom was your prize. The blue vibrator stuck out to you. Catching your lower lip with your teeth, you sat at the edge of your bed. Raising one leg and keeping the other down, your legs were spread. 

Your thumb rose the speed to your usual one as you teased your clitoris with it. Eyes closed, you imagined a familiar scenario. Your back against a wall, legs hooked by a faceless strong man. He would take his time with you first. Fucking a thick cock in and out of your wet cunt. 

Your head fell back, as the man in your imagination sped up, fucking you harder. Back hitting the wall. As your height came – you murmured a name and a face appeared in your imagination. 

“Miguel.”

Your climax was instant, spraying wetness onto the edge of the bed, a few droplets dampening the carpet. You set the vibrator aside, collapsing onto the bed. Hands roamed up and down the length of your body, and you vibrated with desire – Miguel’s hands would be bigger than yours, rubbing along your figure, grabbing and biting. He would want you. He would let it be known how much he needed you. 

Your fingers went back to your pussy, rubbing the sticky substance about before slipping a finger in. His fingers would spread you better. Fuck you better. You were sure. 

“You look delicious, mi sol.”

Eyes flickered open – Miguel stood at your door with glowing red eyes and mouth parted in hunger as he stared. His hair was not gelled as usual, falling curls making him look dishevelled. Shamelessly, you added a second finger. The wet sounds grew louder. In the quickness of a blink, he appeared in front of you. He squatted in front of your pussy – inches from your furious fingering.

“That’s it, baby. Make yourself come.”

You snapped like a whip. Miguel growled before you, eyes never leaving your wanton form. “Tell me I can touch you.”

“You can touch me.” you whimpered.

He sighed, a hand resting on the mound of your pussy. His thumb stroked your clit. “Tell me I can kiss you, mi cara.”

“Kiss me.”

Miguel’s lips planted themselves on the folds of your pussy. He kissed and sucked, tonguing the insides of you while he strummed your clit. He took his time. Savouring the flavours of your pussy, moaning as he ate and tasted every crevice of you. 

Your fingers threaded his curly hair, gripping them as you ground against his face. His lips sucked on your clit, his hand moving from your mound to your thigh to keep your legs open while two of his thick fingers sawed into you. 

Messily, you sprayed his face, hips moving maddeningly against his pretty face. Miguel sucked it down, licking and nipping at your trembling centre. When he rose, his face was shiny and he grinned down at you. 

“Say you want this.”

How could you not? “I need this.”

You watched with earnestness as he pulled his pants down, slipping them off. His T-shirt went next. His body was better than you had imagined. The bounce of his thick cock. Begging to be made shiny with your pussy.

“Spread yourself for me, baby. Let me see this pretty little pussy.”

Your fingers spread yourself, you watched as he stroked himself, coating the large member with pre-cum. He bowed his head, spitting on your wet cunt. Miguel’s thumb rubbed the saliva in, using two of his fingers to open the weeping carven. Slowly he entered you – his thickness making you gasp. 

Your hands gripped his shoulders, moaning as he bottomed out. You whimpered, groaning as he started to move. Your legs wrapped around him, nails digging into his shoulders. 

“You’re doing so good, mi sol. Taking my cock so deep.”

His hips snapped, taking his time as you grew used to him. Miguel was certainly bigger than any toy you owned. His cock dragged along you like he was making sure you took him so deep you didn’t know where you ended and he began. 

“Such a good girl. Mi vida. Mi luz.” His hand went to your throat, squeezing it slowly as his eyes stayed on your face. Memorising every O your lips made. It was disconcerting. But when his hips sped up, shaking the bed and making you mewl – you couldn’t care less. 

Miguel’s head bowed, lips to your neck as he kissed his way down to your breasts. You felt his teeth graze the soft flesh of your breasts. He didn’t have to say what he wanted. You wanted it too, you could feel the tremble of your upcoming orgasm. 

“Do it.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. Teeth sinking into the flesh and sucking. You creamed his cock, shouting obscenities as your orgasm shuddered through your entire body. Stars dotted your eyes, your toes curled and your bite your tongue so hard it bled.

Miguel’s hips went faster, hips snapping hard into you that it pained you ever so slightly. His cock twitched with an especially vicious plunge, painting your walls with his cum. Fangs retracting, Miguel licked your nipple, lips kissing it as he held you close. 

The high of it all slowly died down. You felt the thickness of his cock and the fullness of his seed. Your fingers traced along his arm. “I’m guessing you’ve been hearing me most nights for the past three months.”

He kissed your sternum and then your lips. It was a passionate kiss. And you realised – your first kiss. How backwards the two of you had done everything. How unjust – because it seemed Miguel was a damned good kisser.

 “And every night I touched myself to your sound.”

Your pussy clenched around him at the thought. Miguel smirked. “Aren’t you sore?”

“I’ll worry about that later.”

“As you wish.”

***

“So you’re sure everything is alright now?”

You rolled your eyes, reassuring your mother for the fifth today. It had been a solid week since you’d left and returned. Your mother still didn’t believe it was totally consensually – despite the fact that you had invited her and she’d come and see that you were totally alive and well. 

“You can’t blame your mother for worrying.”

“I know.” Your eyes flickered outside the greenhouse. It was night now. The other members of the house would be up soon. Your mother and you finished talking soon after. It seemed like on cue as you finished the call Miguel came into the greenhouse. Pulling off your muddy gloves, you smiled at him. At your side in and second he kissed your forehead and set his hands around your waist. 

“Hello, mi luz.”

“Hi, baby.” You kissed his mouth. “Did you feed yet?”

He hummed a confirmation, caging you against the desk. Miguel picked up a seed packing, explaining it. “Hibiscus? I don’t think those grew here.”

“Well, they’re not native,” you said. Slipping out from him, you dragged him down to his knees to see a box of soil you’d been working on. “But I’m sure I’ve got the soil mixture down. In the next few months, we’ll see how it goes.”

His hand rubbed along the side of your body. “That’s incredible, baby.”

Standing up, you looked down at him and blushed. “Well, its no machine wolf.”

“Mhmm.” His hands held your hips, squeezing the globes of your ass cheeks. He smacked the fat, groping it unashamedly. His nose pressed to your groin. “You’re an incredible woman. I hope you remember that.”

“Kiss up.”

His eyes flashed, and his lips spread to a mischievous grin. Miguel fell back onto the ground of the greenhouse. You smirked setting legs on either side of your hips. You unbuckled his pants and took his member out. You stroked it, spitting on the tip of it, before rubbing up and down. His hand raised your skirt up, a talon stretching out and cutting the side of your panty off. He pulled it off, baring your pussy against the rough material of your jeans. 

Hips raised, Miguel pulled you onto his cock, grinning as you whimpered at the sudden intrusion of his thickness. Your hands pressed to his hard chest, crying as he fucked up into you. 

Yes, you thought, eyes rolling back, everything was more than alright.

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[burgycreeper405-blog]

hello there

welcome to the pinned post

here we have the list of everything you wantes to know about the me myself and i

Commissions: open (dm me if interested)

here is my commissions sheet if you're interested in commissioning me

Art Trades: closed

Art Request: open 4 now

tho the rules are:

if you want a request, please state that you want a art request,, bcuz if not,, look I'm dumb okay? just be more specific please

no ocs (sorry)

aus are fine (tho pls send a reference 👍)

only the franchise im interested in (the list is down the below)

any ship in any franchise I'm in is fine as long as it's not the ones listed there in the dni list

there might be more to be added in the future but yeah 👍

down the below also has the everythin you need or just want to know so you better check it 👍

but before you do

this is for my and yours' comfort if you somehow have one or two or all of these

DNI If you:

- ship tac0m1c

- ship s0apm1c (on thin ice) ((you shippers can interact, but if you push your ship in my face, the ice will shatter))

- ship kn1fan (on thin ice) ((same goes here))

- hc knife and mic as siblings

- hc baseball and suitcase as father-daughter???? / infantalize suitcase

the basic DNI stuffs; Racist, being mean to people and tells them to "kys" or other mean things, etc. etc.

aight, now that you's done reading the dni list, time for the other chet

it's kinda simple and also kinda messy so bare with me here

you can call me Burgy and i is girl, but any pronouns is fine

my other socials are:

Instagram (@/burgycreeper405)

Youtube (@/burgycreeper405)

and no i don't have twitter, i used to, but no, twitter is like my toxic ex, so if you see me "post" on twitter, that's not me, that's probably a person acting as me but failed miserably

i have a dicsord server if you wanna join

the app i use to draw is Medibang Paint / Manga (the site lol) / Ibispaint on the ipad

to animate, i use Flipaclip on my phone

I am not in any fandoms cuz i am very ✨random✨

but draws one topic for a long while, but as time goes on, i go back to drawing random chet that i like and not just one thing

here are the lists of what I'm interested in (aka the things that I'll draw from most to least maybe)

• Inanimate Insanity (II)

• The Daily Object Show (TDOS)

• Trolls

• The Lego Movie

• Super Mario

• Undertale

• Cuphead

• Batim

i have more stuffs that i like but those 8 are the main, and I don't even really draw the other ones that much, but i like em, but i ain't telling em,, so yeah :P

i have a fun little ask blog for my AUs and stuff (tho it's just Lego movie aus) so if you're interested, it's this

@ask-burgys-tlm-aus

now that the simple stuff is done,,

it's time for the '🍩'(do not)s and other infos

• do not repost or reupload my stuff like put it in compilations and stuff, even if you credit me, do not repost/reupload my chet

• do not trace my art

• if i seem rude, that means i’m in a bad mood

• you can use my art as pfp or banners, just do not reupload/repost and or trace my stuffs

• if you dm-ed me/private message me, i won't answer it, especially if we're not even that close (unless it's for commissions then i will answer that lol) cuz either I'm awkward at starting conversations, or i just don't want to dm back, it's one of the two but it's mostly the former

• if you have questions, ask it in the ask box, it's there for a reason

• if you want to do fanart, then go ahead, no need to ask, just tag me, id love to see it

• keep in mind, i mostly have headcanons that are not the same as the popular ones cuz, not everyone will have the same hcs, shocker i know

• i don't do with popular chet so keep that in mind

• i hate shipping discourse cuz i find that stupid and a waste of time, especially when the ship they're fighting is not even that problematic as they say they are, so get that away from me cuz i don't want to deal with it

• i don't mind any ships (besides the ones on the red down below), I'm neutral with mostly any ships (again, besides the ones on the red down below), unless it's actually problematic like those age gaps and other chet? then that's a big no no for me, get that thing out of here, i don't want it

let's cut to the chase, yes, I'm fine with:

Rexmet (Rex x Emmet)

Rexmetstyle (Rex x Emmet x Lucy)

and i also ship

Microknife (Mic x Knife)

Knicropick (Knife x Mic x Pickle)

Metallic Salad (Mephone4 x Knife x Mic x Pickle)

if those info shocked you, then that's funny lol

if you suddenly hate me bcuz of that, then that's honestly a funny and stupid reason to hate me lol

tags that i use:

#burgy talks - just talking and or rambling about stuffs

#burg art - for art

#burgy comics - for the comics that i did cuz why not

#burgy games - for me gaming

#burgy sh1tpost - yes, it's a 1, not a misstype,, anyways, thats for jokes stuffs so i wont flood the burgy talks or art tag that much

me personas (i don't have a good ref sheet for them three)

me but object

sun micro4 content

aight, i think thas all, some of these may or may not change in the future

but yeah, thas all, thanks for reading

#burgy talks #burg art #burgy comics #burgy games #burgy sh1tpost

[xxxcertifiednerdxxx]

Ok i have so much fanart and fanfic i already want to make, but i have to put this au out so I don’t forget it bc it’s BRILLIANT

Barbie as the princess and the pauper au for ML

Adrien is the princess obvi, and chloé is the pauper. Stay with me for this

Gabriel is the king and i guess this is a matriarchal kingdom (queendom? I am listening to Queendom by red velvet rn sooooo) bc the man needs to marry a woman to rule. He’s not a total Buttface in this au but he is annoying for trying to force adrien into marrying the queen

Nathalie is Preminger, still a gay icon, she was definitely having an affair with Emilie before Emilie died

Adrien is besties with Nino, and Nino is in love with Adrien. This is obvious to everyone except Adrien and probably Gabriel. (I was originally gonna make it Marinette, but I think this is great adrino material) (alyanette is def in the background) (luka is a minstrel even farther in the background lol)

Adrien and Nino basically act like a married couple, and Nino is going insane bc he knows Adrien is oblivious to what it’s doing to him. Adrien is just like “wow Nino is the best I would sell my soul for him and I think his lips would feel great he’s my best friend :)”

Chloé works at a dress place. Idk who runs it. She works with Marinette tho and they actually don’t hate each other. Chloé was sold by her parents bc her parents still don’t care for her in this au :p sorry chlo

Adrien and chloe happen to meet and bond quickly. Adrien is like I don’t really want to rule the kingdom. I care about the people but I’d rather help out in a low key neighborly way and not a I’m in charge of the kingdom way. And also I’m not into arranged marriage I want to get married to my true love whoever that is.

chloé is like I have a million ideas for improving the kingdom what are you talking about? And I would love to be ruler and be waited on hand and foot (bc she’s still a brat in this au at least at first) and love is for dumb dumbs but you do you I guess

But then they realize wait other than one of us having badonkadonks and longer hair, we kind of look the same

so a brilliant plan hatches

they switch places. Chloe gives Adrien a wig and and a peasant dress and stuffs a bra for him, and Adrien gets alya to cut her hair (Adrien would cut it himself but chloe didn’t trust him lol) and they wrap her so she looks flat chested and give her princess clothes. They let Nino in on the plan of course

Adrien is supposed to work for a little while in Chloé’s place while chloe gets to try out being a princess for maybe a few days

During Adrien’s time at the dress making place he talks to Marinette about his love problems. Marinette is like “dang do you know what kind of person you would fall in love with?” And Adrien starts listing off traits “like Nino, kind of like Nino, oh Nino is like that” and Marinette is like um… I think you might be in love with nino

Adrien is like omg I’m in love with Nino *gleeful squeal* i must tell him immediately

Adrien also realized he likes being a girl.

Nathalie preminger stuff goes mostly like in the movie. She kidnaps Adrien yadda yadda

Chloe finds out she has to court the queen, so Nino teaches her how to act like a man princess or whatever. Chloé is like yeah yeah love him and leave him (aka win him over for Adrien so Adrien can get with him for kingdom wide prosperity) and they kind of become friends

then Chloe meets the queen. Kagami.

they bond for real. Kagami is a capable queen and thinks Chloe has good ideas. She is captivated by Chloe’s additude and determination and strong will but also the quiet and steadfast love she has. (Kagami still thinks Chloe is Adrien tho) (I haven’t thought about voices it’s like 2 am don’t come at me)

Chloe loves how straightforward Kagami is but how she is still caring. Also Kagami is a great swordsman and Chloe is hit by the gay panic ok. And Kagami is like the king from the movie in that she’s great at disguises too

Nathalie reveals Chloe and has her arrested and offers to marry Gabriel for the throne. It seems like all is lost

but Nino saves Adrien, they confess their love and Adrien tells Nino he thinks he wants to be a girl. Nino is cool with that. They rush to save Chloe and kagami

Kagami busts Chloe out of prison and is like “I was wondering why I, a lesbian, was falling for a man. Of course you’re a woman” they confess their love. Chloe is secure in her womanhood but she enjoys a more masculine presentation

they stop Nathalie’s and Gabriel’s marriage and expose Nathalie who is arrested

Chloe and Kagami get married and rule the kingdom. Girl Adrien and Nino get married settle down as normal people but are still close to Kagami and Chloe and Gabriel I guess. Marinette and alya get married and are just vibing. Idk

#sorry this was just a lot of rambling BUT I HAD TO MAKE SURE I DIDNT FORGET THIS 1000 IQ IDEA #ml #ml au #the princess and the pauper #barbie #barbie as the princess and the pauper #barbie preminger #preminger #marinette dupain cheng #marinette dupain-cheng #alya cesaire #alyanette #nino lahiffe #nino best boy #adrien agreste #adrinino #adrino #chloe bourgeois #chloé bourgeois #kagami tsurugi #chlogami #gabriel agreste #nathalie sancoeur #nathalie x emilie #i didn’t mean for this to be so gay but I guess that just happens sometimes #trans adrien agreste #trans!adrien agreste #nerd out #nerd-out #millie does stuff

[cornflowershade]

bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

Thank you for tagging me @lamonnaie!

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc. please include this note with the meme unless you have a different definition!

name and whatever you want to share about yourself Sonia (she/her). 24. I love getting to know people & chatting about shows so lets goooo

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom? I watched Bad Buddy in one week, in late October 2022. I owe it to @airenyah honestly. I think I found their blog through an SPN post and clicked over for that reason. In my scrolling, I happened upon a lovely gifset (wish I could recall who made it) of InkPa. It was the scene where they're outside and Pa says anyone taller than her is fine and hops down off the sidewalk. :) Love that scene. Anyway I reblogged it and in the tags was like WHAT IS THIS I MUST WATCH IT. To which airenyah gave me a whole blessed reply telling me the show name, giving a small synopsis/what to expect from my first thai drama & telling me where I could watch it. I immediately watched the series and adored it. I've seen it twice thus far.

favorite ship(s) PatPran & InkPa :)

favorite character(s): Okay I adore all the main 4 but I'm gonna go with Pran. I love him. There's just something so soft about him and how on earth do his eyes communicate so much?? I think I relate to his messy little overthinking and silently in love brain—very "me the first time i had a queer crush and simply wallowed the whole time bc it was impossible" lol. Also, he's always making the funniest facial expressions which gets me every time. I could go on about everything I like about his character (for instance how clever yet sometimes oblivious he is & how he gets all annoyed lol). Though I do question his sense of interior design and that smiley face obsession.

favorite episode(s) Honestly I'm not certain if I have one?? It's all so good! I do really like their "whoever falls first loses" era though. Wait actually?? My favorite ep might be the early one where Pat thinks he's hitting on the "girl" across the hall and they end up running into each other on the roof. Also both of the beach episodes.

favorite scene(s) *pastes in the entire show* Okay okay I'll try to pick a few:

~ The scene where Pat is staying over and he and Pran are lying in the dark, counting down to say in unison whether they have a crush on Ink. Idk I remember that scene having an emotional impact on me. Pran's face??? Then when Pat asks "would you like me?" and Pran says "I hate you" and then he yanks the blanket away but you saw him crying?? ahhhghrhghgh

~ The scene in the darkroom with Ink and Pa. I remember getting so emotional. Pretty sure Pa's dialogue and acting made me cry. "I do [like you being nice to me]. I like it so much that I thought I was special to you." ARE YOU KIDDING ME ASDFGZ. And then Ink says she is special to her!! And it's so sweet!!

~ OH and how could I forget. This should be at the top of the list. I realllly like the scene where Pran stands up to his mom and they have that emotional fight in their front hall. That whole thing is just. AHHHHHH. AHHH. AHIOFJEIOsdJIO. SIJDGRIOGJRIGJORE

~ And the scene at the stairs where Pat yells how much he loves Pran in front of Pran's whole faculty. :)

(Also any scene where Pat & Pran are being silly. Like their dumb little chopstick fight :p omg or the designing the bus stop at night scene)

one thing you would change about the show if you could Ohhhh I don't know! Maybe I'd throw in a few more InkPa scenes :)

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people? Ahh fun fun fun. Get ready for some fanvid recs! (What else do you expect from me, a fanvidder.)

• Just My Type (Pat x Pran) by samyvids • Physical (Pat x Pran) by coldties • Enchanted (Ink x Pa) by rheaprodz • I really like you (Pat x Pran) by dkyth73 • Rebels (Pat x Pran) by coldties • Dandelions (Pat x Pran) by hylian fanvids

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made? I've made two fanvids for Bad Buddy, as well as one song cover haha. I'll stick to the fanvids here. :)

• All I Need (Ink x Pa) • That dimple is illegal (Pat x Pran)

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol) Physical by Dua Lipa. The fanvid using that song is my all-time favorite BBS edit, so hearing the song reminds me of it.

idk anything else you want us to know? Uhhhhhhhh. I mean I could ramble about BBS and why it means so much to me for a long time haha. Should I do that? I guess I'll do that.

Okay so BBS was the first Thai drama I watched. I was still feeling a lot from the SPN-finale/confession scene era (yes that happened 2 years prior but it's SPN okay iykyk) which had me especially sad about and aware of media censorship etc. etc.

On top of that I was still working up the courage to leave this group chat of childhood friends, some of whom liked to complain about media "making everything gay" etc. (Amazing how you can not know people are homophobic for the entirety of your childhood bc the topic just never comes up lol.) Which was of course upsetting to me for multiple reasons. However the universe decided to do something nice and Heartstopper was released. That series felt really huge to me, but after it was over, I was left with this feeling of like... what else is there to watch? Where else will I ever find a queer ship this canon where they're also the main characters?

That's when I came across BBS and it gave me this realization that OH WAIT we aren't limited to western media and OH LOOK there's so many great shows that I didn't even know about!! And they keep making them! Also it was a queer story where the main obstacle wasn't being gay (Plus, Asian leads!!). And BBS itself is just such a standout show. First of all, I love a good comedy and the series made me laugh so much. It's heartfelt but full of ANTICS [like yes lets have fun! Lets not take everything too seriously!], and Pat & Pran & Ink & Pa are just such wonderful and lovable and real feeling characters—who have this lovely friendship too—and the show is just! Such a fun ride. <3 I recall watching the series and feeling like my world just got a little bit bigger. Anyway Bad Buddy goes all in for everything it does and it's such a joy.

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Tagging @airenyah and @distant-screaming and @feralmuskyscentedhoepran if you haven't done this yet and would like to!

#bad buddy #bad buddy series #get to know you meme #mine

[joshbruh10x]

Ok first how long have you shipped Fazcule

second did freddy and Bonnie see Monty at the same time and go " yup he's ours now" or did one fall then the other,

Thirdly did you ever write out or draw out how that kind of relationship affects the game or does it exist separately

And finally ( sorry it's long) I have a dumb, probably not funny doodle comic idea I'd like to draw and it would cross over our characters so I'm asking for permission to draw your characters totally fine if you rather I didn't

Oh my asks about the Fazcule <:0

It's been a while!!!

(warning, very stupid long rant, I didn't realize how long I've written, oh dear god I'm so sorry)

Ok firstly, when I went to Tumblr with the help of @lmaojune (hi bestie if you see this). I was completely blind to the fandom, I used to be in a Pokemon Amino and posted whatever, what're aus? What're fics? Ships? Didn't know em. Then saw all the Monteddy art and was like y'know what? Why not draw them. Then it dawned on me I could basically draw anything I wanted , didn't matter how goofy (yes it took me that long to realize, I was a very serious artist back in Amino). Not long, I saw everyone's Glamrock Fronnie, as a Monty enthusiast I was like NOOOO HE WAS LEFT OUT :( but then I stumbled upon other people's art with Monty and Bonnie, I've read so much fics about them being enemies or fics where Bonnie's the abusive partner of either Monty or Freddy but I didn't see him as how I see him today (the sweet idiot hornball). Then I started drawing Bonnie more but then I saw Izzy (holidayturkeyy who which I will NOT tag I do not need them seeing this rant guys, pls save me the humility) and their idea of a polycule with the three guys, polycule and Fazbear? BOOM FAZCULE (also it's a reason I don't call the ship Gatorbearbun, I think that derived from Twitter? The hellscape land of musk :> /hj), and THE ART WAS TOO SWEET I COULDNT KVMDKDLS then dots aligned and I got hooked. Sorry for the long answer but to cut this short, I've been shipping them ever since I've discovered the ship's exsistance, that being like 2 years ago already (geez time is fast)

Secondly, yeah that was my first impression of the ship, Freddy and Bonnie are ogs and they find this new guy they both really like so they were both like YEAHHHHH we'll just uhhh talk to him. And then they started to become a polycule. Although I did have ideas back then where Bonnie and Monty drag Freddy into their relationship. This is actually canon to the TOH au me and June share.

Third, yes actually! If you go to AO3 and see my Fazcule Drabbles (short Fazcule Oneshots which I have yet to update lcsmdmldnfk), multiple times have I mentioned about the effects of a polycule relationship to their modern lives, I'm about to do the same thing with a new fic series I am about to write (still on break from writing lol)

And lastly HELL TO THE YES I WOULD FRICKIN LOVE THAT And I've mentioned it before, I WOULD LOVE FANART/IF SOMEONE WERE TO USE MY CHARACTERS/IDEAS

I don't see anything wrong with it (unless people yoink my art and claim it as theirs, ya know those kinda stuff)

Sorry for the long rant lmao :p

#montgomery gator #glamrock freddy #glamrock bonnie #askjosh #joshblogs #fazcule #headcanons #IM STILL SORRY FOR THE LONG RANT I GOT EXCITED WHEN I SAW AN ASK

[spoiledleaff]

I Wanna hear more! I love that headcanon as well and I’d love to hear about the ghoulettes! /nf /pos

~owlish anon

yes!!! oh my goodness, absolutely, anon!! ♡ lemme tell you, i was absolutely dancing at my work station when i got this ask, haha!! i was really hoping someone would ask me about the ghoulettes!!!! :D i know i kinda set it up…? for someone to go ahead and ask me?? but still!!!! you did, haha!!! ♡♡

well! everyone welcome back to my usual bullshit of ‘dewdrop gets off on domesticity!’ this time featuring the ghoulettes!! :D one again, a bit of a warning for some suggestive, if not explicit content ahead!! it gets sappy and then filthy real quick, haha!! >:)c

✿ ＣＵＭＵＬＵＳ.

everyone can thank cumulus for dewdrop’s hair. you can’t change my mind. i mean, look at that man on stage? look at this man in fanart? that beautiful, long luscious hair? no. i refuse to believe it. this ghoul refuses responsibility for his appearance unless it’s for sex/personal gain or it’s forced on him.

needless to say, the biggest thing cumulus and dew will do together is hair related stuff, haha!! cumulus loves brushing and braiding dew’s hair, dew just really likes feeling cumulus’ wisps of hair in between his fingers. like a fluffy cloud!

the whole ordeal started when aether was away with copia and maybe a few miscellaneous ghouls in ministry business, and dew didn’t wanna spend the night alone, so he went to cumulus.

and, uhh, yeah! the rest is history really, haha! cumulus is much gentler and softer with dew’s hair than aether (sorry, aeth :’)), and dewdrop loves having those little moments of tender touches with another ghoul.

it’s gotten to the point where cumulus has a special hairbrush that she only uses for dew’s hair. i mean, nothing too fancy or anything! it’s one of those, uhm, gel grippy broad hairbrushes? but the handle is like a clear aquamarine color with little gold flakes that were casted inside the resin.

she originally gifted it to dewdrop, but dewdrop was so worried about scuffing it or straight up breaking it that he asked if he could keep the brush in her room.

whenever cumulus is away with papa on ministry business, dewdrop always shoots her a text asking if he can ‘break into your room’ and ‘steal something for a hot sec.’ he always waits for cumulus’ response, which is always a ‘sure, sweetness! just be careful in there for me, okay? but, help yourself, dew baby ♡’

(cumulus might be a bit more suspicious if it weren’t for the fact that swiss once caught the little gremlin in cumulus’ bathroom all wrapped up in a giant fucking towel, freshly showered, and making his way towards cumulus’ bedroom. swiss recorded a small video of dew hoisting himself on her bathroom counter and beginning to slowly brushing through his freshly washed hair with that aqua/gold hairbrush with a dumb little grin on his face. the video was titled, “what the heaven, lus! u tamed our local gremlin & not spilling ur secrets rn ????????????? >:p”. she saved the video, and still fondly looks back at it.)

with the secret knowledge of the video on hand, cumulus has also applied their routine to whenever dew bathes and asks for cumulus’ help with his hair.

and it’s not just the much simpler routine of cumulus simply brushing and braiding dew’s hair, or even the more extravagant process of combing lotions and serums through his hair either.

no, no. cumulus sits down by the tub with dewdrop, rolls her ministry sleeves up, and sets to work washing, conditioning, brushing, drying, just absolutely pampering dewdrop’s hair.

she’ll even stay too! she’ll help him wash his body and dry off too. even bust out some of her fancy skin care products and help him wash his face and care for his horns!! it’s honestly like a 5-star spa treatment, and cumulus knows that dewdrop needs it if the request is specifically coming from him. she always treats him carefully and softly and gently, but never like he’s fragile. and dew’s always immensely appreciative of the distinction.

but, well, uh, more often then not, dewdrop will start to get aroused when cumulus as him splayed out naked and in her lap and is working on detangling and drying his hair.

though cumulus never brings attention to it unless dew mentions it first.

“lus, ‘m- ‘m hard. uhm, can you… can you help me? are you interested in that tonight?” “dew, baby boy, sweetness. i wanna take care of you. all of you. of course i wanna help my favorite sinner out. just promise me i can finish braiding this later?”

so, cumulus gently pulls dewdrop’s dead weight up into her lap, situated his head right between her heavy boobs and unveils enough of one so dewdrop can play and suckle on her breast. his hands knead into the soft skin of her thighs and sometimes the sides of her plush tummy, and cumulus works on slowly and gently working dewdrop’s cock with a soft hand.

he cums when she scratches the sensitive skin of his scalp — that area where his skin and horns meet — and when she flicks her wrist that certain special way. he’s quiet when he cums, a soft mewling mess in cumulus’ arms. she’s quick to wrap her arms around him, swaying them softly as she peppers kisses into his hairline and tells him what a good job he did, and how devastatingly handsome of a ghoul he is.

dewdrop once admitted in a sleepy haze that for one reason or another, he wants cumulus to fuck him with the handle of that special hairbrush she purchased for him. he was surprised when she actually said ‘yes’! but! on the condition that cumulus gets to be in charge of preparation for that scene, and that she gets to spend as long as she likes preparing his hole with no complaints, and dewdrop knows from experience that means multiple hours of preparation for something as ‘small’ as a hairbrush handle. … she still said ‘yes’ though. …just seeing that hairbrush nowadays is enough to make dew’s cock throb.

he’s whipped.

✿ ＣＩＲＲＵＳ.

even though cumulus is certainly the ‘mom’ of the group, it’s actually cirrus who does the ‘mom thing’, haha!

cirrus adores photos! she wants photos of almost everything they all do together collectively. it started out as something she would do for zephyr: taking photos during tours and bringing them back to show the older ghoul all of their recent escapades! you can absolutely thank cirrus for the stupid fucking ‘we will adopt your baby’ photo.

but, uhhh, someone introduced cirrus to the joys of keeping some photos for yourself (*wink wink, nudge nudge, cOUGH COUGH-*).

but, moving on, haha! cirrus hopes to compile a big ole scrapbook of all of the different photos she’s taken. whether it’s during tours or even just a rare night out on the local town, chances are that cirrus has photos of every possible outing.

she adores sharing and bragging about her photos with other ghouls, siblings; hell, she’ll even brag about them to her papas! sometimes, swiss or sunshine might jokingly call her ‘imperatour’s sexy little mommy spy’, because she’s been seen sharing and cooing over her tour photos with sister.

cirrus also has a small circle of consenting siblings and ghouls with which she will also share her more… private collection of photographs. of course, she always asks for permission before indulging in that level of play! but it’s always so hard to tell her ‘no’ when how she asks for consent is literally so sweet!!

“oh, droplet, baby, do you mind if i show omega this photo of you riding my strap? don’t glare at me like that! do you see yourself, baby? sathanas below, with how your cute little pussy and nipples looked all perky and wet, i thought i was gonna squirt just watching you ride me! fuck, i am so glad i thought to take a picture! look at how hard your little boycock is, ugh!! i just wanna eat you alive some days, i swear—!” “fine!! you can show omega that one!!! photo, mistr— cIRRUS-“

it’s an oddly equally humiliating and empowering moment when cirrus takes the time to literally dissect which parts about this lewd, sinful, downright filthy photo of you that she adores with all her heart and her cunt.

it’s honestly come to the point where dewdrop will start to get wet whenever cirrus pulls out her phone camera, because that’s where dew knows she keeps all of her explicit photography. sure, there’s some sfw photos tucked away in her camera roll all over the place! but… well, it’s hard not to think of all the compromising photographs dew knows cirrus keeps when she’s grinning at him with that glint in her eyes.

(she always brings a disposable polaroid camera with her for the tours. she says she adores the ‘human quality’ it gives the photos, and old man zephyr appreciates the undoubtedly ‘cirrus touch’ to their collection of gifted tour photos.)

all it takes is for cirrus to wag her phone deviously in dew’s face for him to feel how soaked through his undergarments have become. and the worst (best) part is that she knows it too.

she’ll crowd dewdrop up against a hallway or a countertop, tap the rim of her phone case against his bottom lip with a sly grin stretched across those painted lips. she’ll grind her crotch against dewdrop’s and playfully gasp in ‘surprise’ when she feels his arousal for herself. that’s literally all it takes for dewdrop to feel weak in the knees, his doe-like eyes staring down the lenses of her camera.

cirrus is fucking desperate to get the most perfect, well-timed shot of dewdrop squirting. it happened once before, when cirrus was playing around with a vibrator pressed teasingly to the underside of dewdrop’s erect clit, the remote in one hand, and her phone in the other. but she was taking a photo of dew’s face at the time, and right as her shutter clicked, dew squirted.

haha!! she was so mad at herself that she fucked her cunt over dewdrop’s tongue, leaning over his body to cruelly press the vibrator harder over his clit and pussy folds.

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sunshine absolutely loves!! baking!!

it's not at all uncommon to catch sunshine and mountain baking edibles together for everyone else. if it weren't for sunshine's baking? mountain's weed wouldn't be half as good, change my mind >:)

sunshine always has so much fun with baking. it's her solution for everything, haha! depression? bake it away. insecurities? bake it away. celebration? bake! in need of a gift? bake! wanna spend time with someone? bake!!

she's really good at decorating cupcakes! they might not be the... neatest? but! the colors, the flavors, the little subtle touches and details? it's the whole experience that makes them delicious.

(ironically enough, she can't make 'sunshine muffins' for the life of her, haha! in general though, she much prefers making cupcakes over muffins >:0)

sunshine loves employing dewdrop's help whenever she thinks that he's been isolating himself too much or too often. she's not above just barging into dewdrop's dormitory and dragging him out and into the kitchen.

she'll plop him down on a clean section of the kitchen counter and get back to work herself. she'll ramble at dewdrop, never expecting a response but always overjoyed when dew chips in. if it's been a really rough time, dew will be kept in charge of mixing together the dry and wet ingredients, and making sure the mixtures don't burn in the oven while sunshine works on something else. sunny will also swipe different flavors over dew's tongue, ask him to try this or that, and ask what colors she should use for the decorations.

sometimes dew will ask sunny if she's baking anything while coming across her in the kitchen , and then ask if he could join.

maybe sunny has a little bit of this hc in her character as well, because i think she'd crowd dew against the kitchen counter and kiss him until drool is dribbling down both their chins. all over dew asking if he could join sunny in her baking, haha!

needless to say... dew's baking with a very obvious erection straining against his pants...

the baking session turns into a feel up section! sunshine pressing her cock against dew's ass, dew licking at a spare splotch of frosting that managed to find its way on sunny's cheek or nose, their tails brushing against the other's ankles, sunny peering over dew's shoulder to watch what he's doing with a hand groping at his ass, or even dew just 'casually' leaning back against the counter and slowly stroking his cock while sunshine pretends she doesn't notice. ♡

there's just something about seeing how excited sunny gets while baking with dew, and how she sweet she is when he doesn't understand some 'simple technique'. i mean, of course, the constant touches and sweet words help too... but there's something just so sappy about how sunshine's nuzzling up to him with praise constantly falling from her lips that makes all that blood rush south, haha!

by the time the pastries are properly in the oven, both dewdrop and sunshine are sporting the most obvious pairs of erections possible. fucking dorks are circling each other like vultures, haha!

as soon as that little oven door clicks? sunshine is pouncing on dew, ripping their trousers off, hoisting him up into her arms, half in her grip and half on the counter, rutting their cocks together with some ingredient as questionable lube, and all while dew's begging for sunshine to just shove that fat clit of hers inside his ass hole and make a living wreck out of him.

with baking on the mind? and... creating in general? more often then not, sunny's spouting filthy words about creampies and breeding :)

"fuck, sunny, sunny, please! please just fuck with-" "yeah? gonna shove my pretty, fat fucking clit into every single hole you have. fill you up with all this cream i have? just waiting to be pumped into those tight holes of yours. gonna decorate you with my frosting, fill you up with so much cream your womb's gonna be like an oven. a slutty little fuck-oven, hah! gonna cream inside this hole of yours and lick out whatever leaks. devour your hole like a stuffed donut-"

(it's a little cringey sometimes...? i mean, who knew how many baking puns could be so... sexual. haha!)

depending on the timer leftover on the oven, sunshine almost always dives back in for seconds, haha! ♡

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this one’s very self-indulgent, i will not lie, haha! but, mist is the ghoulette everyone goes to in order to get their claws painted to perfection. she has one of the most steady hands and aim amongst the ghouls, and she’s ambidextrous as well, so even her own claws always look painted to perfection!

so, mist absolutely loves painting everyone's nails and doing little designs on them! she's always complaining over how boring everyone's nails are. human nails have that dull nude color? and ghoul claws are really just various colors darkened to a near black shade. it's boring!

mist has all of the supplies. whenever the ghouls hit the town, she's almost always coming back with at least three different vials of new nail polish and another haul of nail art materials, haha! she could honestly open her own business within the ministry, she's honestly amazing! she has the extensions, the uv lights, the stamps, the cutouts, the brushes, the tape, you name it! it's honestly like her love language at this point, haha! she'll even help trim and file your nails with you. :)

dew likes keeping his claws at a... nice in-between stage, haha! not nearly as long as rain's or sunshine's! but not quite as short as swiss' or mountain's. :) it's a nice relatively medium length for ghoul nails!

mist herself loves painting her claws in fun pastel color combinations! she seems to be wearing a different design every week. dewdrop likes having just a flat color for his claws :) but, he has certainly fallen in love with the shimmery, iridescent reflecting polishes. mist always picks darker colors for whenever she paints dew's claws, and he loves the dark indigo, dark magenta/wine, and dark cranberry colors the best! :)

mist loves painting dewdrop's nails while he's perched in her lap; or, at the very least, between her thighs. ♡

watching the amount of care that mist puts into making sure dew's nails are perfect always makes some kind of feeling stir in his gut and make him soaked. the way she handles and manipulates his hands definitely doesn't detract from his arousal either, haha!

dewdrop can always feel the way mist's hair tickles his neck and shoulders, the way her body molds against his, and how her tail always softly wags behind them before inevitably seeking dew's out and curling around it: he can feel it all, and it drives him crazy!

(it's almost intoxicating knowing how soft and kind mist is underneath her famous rockstar stage presence!)

but, holy shit, mist can and will catch onto dewdrop's growing arousal like a shark to blood in the water! she's insane for it! but, mist is absolutely the kind of ghoulette who won't take any shit for any reasons. least of all when it's in regards to something she is also actively interested in wrecking dew's cunt ;)

next she finishes one of dew's claws, mist would carefully cap whatever vial of color she was using and set it aside before grabbing dew's wrists in her hands and forcing him onto his stomach.

dew never really wears very much for his sessions with mist in the first place? so all she has to do is wiggle her tail underneath the waistband of his panties before expertly sliding them off.

she'll do her best to keep dewdrop pined with her one hand (though, not that the man is struggling too much, haha!!), before reaching between her own thighs and slicking up her cock with her own pussy slick. she'll spread dewdrop's cheeks before sliding her dick all the way into dewdrop's soaked cunt.

but then, she'll just stay there. she'll literally drape herself over dewdrop's back, reach for the nail polish and then just continue painting dewdrop's claws as though her dick isn't practically balls deep in his hole.

mist will continue painting dew's nails in that cockwarming position, just pressed flush against his back with her cock fully sheathed in dewdrop's wetness. sometimes she'll rut her hips against dewdrop's asscheeks, but nothing more. she's very insistent on finishing dewdrop's nails before fucking into him, haha!

"c'mon, little siren. stay still for mommy, yeah? i have to finish the second layer on your right hand, and then we're gonna do the top coat, droplet. maybe if you're a good boy and can wait, i'll be sure to breed your wet little hole so good, you'll be begging for more kits." "miiiist- you can't do all that now?" "hah! not until your nails dry, baby."

dew's a good boy, though! he always manages to keep his hands nice and still, and mist's efforts never go to waste on his nails.

in between allowing the layers of polish to dry, mist always takes the time to shallowly rut against dewdrop, nuzzling and nibbling at the nape of his neck.

in the final few minutes of dewdrop's final coat of clear polish drying, mist will sneak her tail to rub at the underside of dew's erect clit, purring with satisfaction when dew eventually shudders his way through his climax. and all without smudging his polish! :)

mist purrs her clear satisfaction, flips him over, and makes true on her earlier promise! ♡

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c’mon, guys, she’s so cute!!!! of course i couldn’t resist!!! oh! just in case, for those who may not know, ‘aurora’ is the name for the new ghoulette that i really like the most! so, this section will be in reference to the newest ghoulette member for the re-imperatour! :D

i'm still figuring out aurora's personality, but i very much like to think that aurora has a more... dominating personality? maybe that's not quite the right word, haha! but, for comparison i'm gonna default onto the 'family stereotypes', i'm so sorry. i think, if cumulus has a more motherly/gentle personality, and if sunshine has that sort of... little sister/bubbly kind of personality? i think cirrus has that sort of fun aunt energy/very open and extroverted personality? i think aurora is that borderline unapproachable older goth sister energy until you get to know her and then she's, like, your greatest confidant, haha! i also really like to think of her as being a water/air multi ghoul! so, just as a bit of context i think before diving into this! how i depict aurora personality wise is very much subject to change! but, i think to think i'm pretty happy with her so far though! :)

anyways! with all of that out of the way, i like to think that aurora loves giving massages to her partners! especially, like, those asmr ones where they'll deliberately trail their nails over skin or just tapping and caressing to make those sounds? yeah! ✨that✨, haha!

she loves going after dewdrop (and rain) specifically, because of their shared water elemental link! :D she also loves to harass mist as well, but dewdrop's reactions are probably her favorites. ♡

dewdrop carries a lot of tension in the shoulders and all throughout his arm, she always says! he also has a lot of phantom pain from his water ghoul attributes having literally been scorched off during his elemental transition.

aurora loves massaging dewdrop's hands.

aurora adores cuddling up into dewdrop's side on the couch and snatching his arm just so she can run the very tips of her claws up and down dew's arm. she'll hold dew's hand in one of hers, and then dig the pad of her thumb in the spaces between dew's knuckles and working over his digits until dew's a fucking puddle at her side, haha!

it's amazing. aurora takes great joy in watching the practically immediate reaction of dewdrop literally fucking melting underneath aurora's touch. he practically starts smoking from his ears and has to suppress a goddamn moan when aurora digs into his inner wrist! ;)

dew will start squirming, maybe try and pull his arm away because he's getting hard, and so aroused, and aurora is so fucking aware of every little effect her caresses have on dew's little cock, she gets fucking drunk off of his reactions. aurora will always tighten her grip on dew's hand, purring softly as dewdrop inevitably gives up.

"oh, poor little firestorm, you always have so much tension in these hands of yours. i'm honestly amazed your fingers haven't fallen off, you poor baby! your muscles are just so tight, little spark. hmm, makes me wonder if there are other parts of your body that are just too fucking tight for their own good, yeah? poor little imp." "are you trying to fucking kill me, rory?" "hm? oh no. quite the opposite. i just wanna make you cum so hard, your soul leaves your body. oh, and all that worthless tension too."

aurora almost always takes care of dewdrop's arousal with a slow and methodical borderline torturous handjob.

she'll press her nose into dewdrop's temples, whisper huskily about how tense and tight dew's body is, all while dragging the sharps of her claws over dew's sensitive cock.

honestly don't think that she ever really grips it? aurora manages to tease dewdrop through an orgasm with only the tips of her claws. it's... insane actually. cirrus is always begging aurora to share her methods, haha!

her nails don't quite give dew's dick enough stimulation to cum ropes or anything like that, it's really just a quiet release. dewdrop's breath hitches as aurora's fingers tap over the blunt head of his cock, and he finally climaxes when her claws tease over his ballsack. his cock releases maybe three or four small dribbles of cum over aurora's wrist, but the combined efforts of aurora's teasing and filthy promises make dew feel as though he just fucking squirted.

aurora is very quick to get up, toss dewdrop over her shoulder, and demand that dew lets her give him a full-bodied massage.

#hc that dewdrop gets turned on by domesticity #YES ROUND TWO BABYYYYY!!!!! <3 <3 <3 #sorry this took so long again love! #god i love the ghoulettes such a normal amount dude #i still have notes for like the papas and... era iii ghouls? i should probably also sneak the new ghoul in there somewhere haha!! #but i feel like i've already talked everyone's ears off with this hc haha! #though please feel free to let me know if you're interested in hearing more ùwú #(subtle i know haha!!) #ghost bc #ghost band #dewdrop ghoul #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoulette hc #nameless ghoul hc #nameless ghoulettes #cirrus ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #cumulus ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #sunshine ghoul #mist ghoul #mist ghoulette #aurora ghoul #aurora ghoulette #new ghoulette #flowers look pretty on owls #spoiled seeds #spoiled ideas

[chiconisroc]

Hey this is a lil random and isn’t a question but a slight rant (dw I’ve only got compliments) so apologies for that :P

I really really enjoy your work (specifically was not the hero) and just wanted to sing my praises as I binged was not the hero straight and honestly it’s become one of my favourite fanfics ever (which ngl is pretty ironic as I hate Belos with a passion lmao)

I loved the exploration of characters and their feelings (especially luz, that chapter where she finally breaks down made me really sob) and also the way you managed to humanise Belos was great because it made me route for him, hate him and pity him all at the same time (plus I’m a huge sucker for villains who act human rather than cardboard cutouts) and I’m so genuinely excited for the next chapter.

Tldr: thank you the fantastic fanfic that is was not the hero and will definitely draw a bunch of fanart as I’ve currently got this fanfic rotating in my head like a microwave.

@tartsinarat : O!

That's really nice of you to say :'(. I'm glad you enjoyed the story and i will for sure do my best to continue with it and hopefully not mess it up, hahaha

And sooo glad you like the way i potray Luz, hahaha, and you gonna like her more for sure later : )

Yehhh , glad you also have those emotions with Belos in my story, hahaha, especially since he can be dumb and stubborn in his ways at times, hahaha

I am working on the next chapter for sure(doing my best while i'm out of state) but i am excited to have or ready for you all : )

And yesss, fanarttt, please send them :'), they always put a huge grin on my face

Thank you again for a nice message :')

#philip wittebane #the owl house #philip wittebane redemption #emperor belos #the owl house belos #philip whittebane #belos #belos is philip #the owl house fanfiction #belos wittebane

[adriansfrombrooklyn]

Hello, this is your Secret Santa!

Could you maybe expand on your favorite McLennon moments? Like why they stand out to you, etc?

Any preference/kink beyond bottom Paul for the smut?

Anything you don't want in a fic?

And in the case you get fanart, what would you like to see?

I already have a few ideas and outlines but I'd like to make sure it's correctly tailored to you!

(and this is late but I swear you'll get your present on time!!)

Hi lovely Secret Santa <33333

Thank you so much for the ask!

I'm trying to remember specifically what I put down for my fav moments lol. Off the top of my head I love the years '63-'65 just because of how mutually delighted/obsessed they were with each other. And what with them touring all the time they had plenty of opportunity to hook up with no stress or extra effort. I love the kind of heady, no complications, just music and fucking, vibes of those years.

And '67 will always be important to me because of how deeply domestic, clothes-sharing, doing everything together, living at Cavendish and shagging all the time the whole year was.

And I love early Liverpool for mutual pining, Romeo and Juliet-type "my dad won't let us be together" ridiculousness. I especially love a pining Paul perspective with Jim being an asshole (bc he was and I love angst)

On the subject of angst I LOVE it but only if it doesn't end with any breakup or unrequited heartbreak. I'm all for fic where some external angst makes things terrible for them, or one of them is being a dick because of some dumb insecurity, but I need it to end in real reconciliation and a way forward. I really love me some dark heavy angst (Manila, the cherry bomb, Paul getting arrested in Japan) that is outside of their own drama and could mean some really A+ hurt/comfort.

In terms of kink, I love me any good bottom!Paul, sub!Paul, just Paul getting railed, by John but honestly by anyone. J/P is my number one but I do love some good Paul/Robert smut, or even Paul and some random dude/dudes.

As far as things I don't love in fic, I tend not to go for anything that is built on the idea that they never fucked until the 70s or later (altho I have read some AMAZING fic based on that premise) but generally its not my thing because 1. I don't find it particularly believable and 2. it just kinda depresses me to think about all that wasted time. So it's generally not my thing. And as I said earlier, any angst that's mostly them fighting or breaking up with no reconciliation is a nope for me.

As far as fanart, I love NSFW if it's something you would be comfortable with, J/P, bottom!Paul, I'm not that picky on the other details lol. But if you'd rather do something more general, anything of them kissing. I need more otp kissing art, always.

I am honestly so excited for whatever you're planning, I'm sure I'll love it. I hope this info helps, ilysm!! <33333

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[ronpatrash]

i really loved dr3 anime actually! some of my reasons were:

it was soo nice seeing dr2 kids back when they were happy..

monaca!! i loove her and i loved seeing her again.

junkos eng va

getting better insight into kamukura kamukura yas queen themself.

i actually rlly liked the whole chisa/kyousuke/juzo thing lol

the brainwashing anime was actually p cool 2 me? like ik a lot of ppl think it was just a dumb one-size-fits-all plot device but i dont think that was it.. like we saw makoto break through it 4 example, n how it didnt work on chisa till mukuro poked her brain. n the way that class 77-b’s brainwashing only rlly worked after watching chiaki die makes me think that played a huuuuge role in it.

controversial opinion but natsumi was the best written character in danganronpa send tweet

okay these are very good points, esp the point about brainwashing like the lobotomy scene with chisa was a lot, but yeah there's some subtlety there that i didnt think about before

and natsumi's time in the reserve course was great and i do wish we had more time to see her :') i was catfished by good fanart into thinking that she played a bigger role and was besties with hajime. oh what could have been...

and ok about the chisa/kyousuke/juzo love triangle plot, i was not as invested in it initially, but at one point i thought i hallucinated that chisa talked with juzo about their shared crush (or admiration) for kyousuke, and then it was sorta kinda confirmed when junko blackmailed juzo with outing him to kyousuke, and then i became a lot more invested in them than before LMAO i cant believe the worst character is gay

#ask #danganronpa 3 anime liveblogging #spoilers

[pugszler]

re fanfic ask game: ✏️, 📬, 🎡, 🪜

thank you blake!!! <3

✏️ The first fanfiction you ever wrote? (doesn’t have to be a posted fic)

hmm well technically i did start out in middle school writing crack/humor fic for kingdom hearts (albeit they were in the form of screenplays). i had a huge ass fucking binder of them and there were A LOT, all hand written on wide ruled paper. i never technically uploaded them online (sometimes i shared mini ones in comment sections on a fan site i used to troll on... 😬) but i did have an audience at school! i had two friends (who i prob bugged relentlessly) to read my stupid stories but i honestly think they liked them and were always super nice to me about them and gave me praise. one of my friends even drew fanart for some of them :')

📬 The best comment you ever recieved?

aaaah omg i can't remember specific ones off the top of my head but i Know that the best comments i've ever received on my fics were from both @icannotweave and @artiemisiaa!

raye, you've left enormous essay-length comments on multiple fics of mine and you rlly made it clear to me that you loved what you read and each part that you liked the most and just. gosh i'll always remember just how much interest you showed in my dumb self-insert fic w kohei despite never having interacted w the canon material. your comments were basically love letters to my writing and i'll never forget your kindness and enthusiasm :'))) <3

artie, i know it's been a long while since i last updated domino effect, long enough that Both of us have kind of lost most of our interest in bnha, but i just want to say that your chapter-to-chapter comments Really helped me keep writing through the bulk of that fic! it was SO NICE to know that someone was enthusiastically following along w each update i uploaded and that you were having fun while reading! you also praised my ideas and characterizations a lot and that was... incredibly validating for me :') i worried A Lot during my time writing domino bc i was afraid of how well i was writing my favorite characters, but you assured me multiple times that i was doing them justice. you're my favorite type of commenter, thank you again <3

🎡 Your favorite scene to write in -insert fic-?

aw blake, buddy, dude, my pal... "-insert fic-" means you gotta specify one of the fics i've written before lmao ah well don't worry i'll pick one for ya :P hmm i think my favorite scenes to write in Any fic are funny ones (i like to pretend that i Am actually a comedy genius sometimes lmao). i remember one of the scenes i loved writing the most was from "gradual shift" (aka the fic where shouto gets turned into a cat) and izuku attempts to hide cat shouto in his hoodie while he sneaks him into the dorms but then he runs into shinsou at the elevators who is absolutely delighted to meet a new feline friend and izuku is just freaking tf out and shouto is just like "mrow" (mrow meaning hi)

🪜 Tell us a random fact about any fic!

by some miracle (i.e. prior to 2015 when my mental illnesses started to wreak havoc) prob half of the fics i wrote at first were basically All written within the course of a 24 hour period. several of them had actual deadlines (like for events and exchanges) so that really got me into that last minute panic kind of productiveness (which makes sense since i was attending college just around/before this time period so i was Very familiar with this method of getting important projects done lmao). i pulled full all-nighters for Many of them and honestly... it was a blast. prob one of the best experiences in my life lmao. writing entire ass fics over the course of a single evening until the sun rises is a wild experience. felt really fucking good once you finish.

(link to ask game)

#replies #ask game

[kkennzzi]

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ive decided im gonna organize my blog a lil more and im gonna start with making a pinned post

- ABOUT ME !!!

hiiii i'm mackenzie, i'm 18, autistic and have adhd, and i like to draw n stuff :3

i mainly do fanart (which is what most of u prob follow me 4) BUT i also have like. a shit ton of ocs so expect me to post abt them sometimes too

this blog is strictly SFW but i may draw SLIGHTLY suggestive art at times- will be tagged and labeled appropriately

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- BOUNDARIES !!!

do NOT interact if you are proship, profic, comship or whatever dumb shit you weirdos call yourselves. just stay far away from me and my content, you're not welcome here, thanks ❤️

also do not interact if you fit basic dni criteria. (racist, homophobic/transphobic, bigot, zionist, etc.)

overall, just don't be a WEIRDO!!!! be normal!!! it is NOT that fuckin difficult

!!! IF U WANT TO DRAW MY OCS OR TAKE INSPIRATION FROM MY PERSONAL INTERPRETATIONS OF FANDOM CHARACTERS PLEASE FEEL FREE TO AND PLEASE TAG/CREDIT ME!!! :D

if u wanna be friends/moots PLEASE FEEL FREE 2 REACH OUT ! i love making new friends n i dont bite i promise

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- FANDOMS/INTERESTS !!!

(this section is mainly for people who intend 2 follow me for a specific fandom, a majority of my following came from my ultrakill shit (damn that silly gay angel) but i like other stuff too :p even if i dont draw 4 all of these expect some reblogs!!!)

RED VS BLUE

HALO (GAMES. NOT THE SHOW)

ULTRAKILL

DARK SOULS

ELDEN RING

SCP

METAL GEAR

LITTLE BIG PLANET

PORTAL

POSTAL

THE ELDER SCROLLS

MONSTER X MEDIATOR

VOCALOID/UTAU

aaaaaand many others!!!!!! i couldnt possibly list them all here but i got some of the slightly more niche ones outta the way

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soooooo yea!! welcomeeee

[sugareey-makes-stuff]

1, 10 and a wildcard of your choice for the questions pls and thank youuuuu!!! xox

Hey neighbor! I’m just catching up on things, so forgive my lateness. These look like some fun q’s, so I’ll give it a go. Be prepared for some long, rambly answers! 1. What are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?

Fandom: Okay, so I’ve been in fandom for a longggg ass time. I think we’re going on to 19 years soon? I have no idea where I would be without fandom because the person I was before that was unsure, lost and intimidated. Fandom has helped me cultivate so many long-lasting friendships and that was what turned me into a creator. I don’t know how people know this, but I started off as a fic writer before becoming a fan artist. I used to write weekly drabbles, long fic and I did write a BB (44k!) once upon a time. The community I joined then was super wholesome and welcoming. The writing from those days makes cringe like hell now, but I really appreciate what I learned from that time. Then a couple of years later I jumped into making art, and for a while I was writing and drawing at the same time (don’t ask me how I did that while in uni either). I actually made my first HP art pieces while still in school, and I was thinking about pursuing art for uni. I had one piece that was accepted into an art gallery for a HP convention, and that was when I also made my first Drarry piece for a fest. I have not looked back ever since. Since I recharged my batteries and I’m now writing and drawing at the same time again, it’s amazing to see how much has changed and how my styles have matured. Processes have changed, and quality is way more important than quantity. But also, seeing how all of these things have reached other people and brought them joy has been pretty awesome. Art: See above. I am 10000% sure if it wasn’t for fandom, I would not be making art right now. And I know that would be super sad, because art has been part of the reason why I’ve always gotten hired for jobs, even though it’s not the premise of any of the roles I’ve had/have. But it’s the methodology and thinking out of the box that counts. Taking risks and seeing what sticks. That’s what has made me stick out every time I meet new people and I tell them I’m an artist.

Original art (which I do make too) is fun, but fanart has always given me a liberty to play in one or multiple sandboxes and has allowed me to take things to the next level in some crazy ways. I’ve found that it’s almost like journaling or milestoning things and ideas whenever I make something for a fest/event. It’s super different from making art to be sold for online or at conventions. Since I’m part professionally-trained (traditional) and part self-trained (digital) and I’ve been making art for quite some time, I also can’t see myself not making art. That’s just how I express myself...when visuals are easier to portray than words are. Life without would be like be cutting my limbs off. Tea + Tumblr: Okay, so here’s a fun story! I got into loose leaf teas and became a tea blender because of Tumblr back in 2013. Yeahhh. Adagio Teas introduced fandom teas at the time (where you can make your own blend of teas), and since I was using Tumblr to promote my art biz when that was the thing to do, I met some other artists who were making teas and I jumped on the bandwagon. It was such a pleasure meeting some amazing tea blenders (like Cara McGee or Aun-Juli Riddle), because we all were putting so much love in making these dumb teas about characters we loved. We’d illustrate all the labels and figure out tea percentages that suited each person. There’s actually some strategy around this (feel free to ask more if you’d like :P). Sooo, yeah, I’m still making teas to this day. Selling fandom teas somehow became a big foundation that has kept my art biz going. Local cons know me as the tea person, I have regulars who come back for more, and when I do come out with something new, people get really excited about it. I’ve sort of turned tea into an experience for people. And you can probably guess it...mentioning this in job interviews has gotten me some major kudos. :D 10. Would you say you’re an emotional person? YESSSS. 1000000% This doesn’t need a long answer, but I’ve always been a sensitive person since I was a kid (my mom actually had to read books on how to deal with that), and given my answers above, I pull from emotions when it comes to creations, listening to music, and pretty much everything. 6. What’s the best and worst part of being online/a creator?

Best: Ummm, I have to say, seeing people lose their shit about something you’ve had to keep quiet about is kind of fun and amazing. I’ve been participating in anon fests for a long time, and it’s always fun to see people guess who made what. I know that my style for art has changed a lot over the years, and it’s way more obvious whenever my art does get posted (since I have yet to find someone who draws so crosshatchy like I do). I’ll take that as a win though. People will either leave comments of squee, or they’ll reblog the crap out of it (something that wasn’t as easy to do back in the LJ days).

Worst: Imposter syndrome is so realllll. I know we’re our own worst critic, and sometimes, it’s difficult when I have days where I think my work sucks, or I have to ask why I’m making something. I’ve definitely learned over the years that it’s super important to enjoy not just the end result of something but also the process of making it. Because at the end of the day, we should do what makes us happy.

Thanks for the ask! ___ Previously answered: 11 and 17 Want to know more? Ask a q for questions I think would be fun to be asked!

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[nocek]

annnnd done, or to be more precise: I'm done with it (have I eeeeeeever mentioned I'm bad at colors? if no then hi, I'm noCek and I'm bad at colors and I prefer to do linearts ;P)

#buckynat #winterwidow #natasha romanoff #black widow #bucky barnes #winter soldier #marvel #marvel fanart #what if ...? #mean kinda #because the whole point of this not very creative drawing #was going over 9000 on self indulgence #and looking at zombie episode bucky and post apocalypse nat that we've seen for 3 seconds tops in trailers #and going yes #those two #and since we wont get it #even if we could because its a what if #(give use dem motherfucking breadcrumbs please >.<) #then i decided to fix it myself #one dumb fanart at the time ;P

[crowned-ladybug]

I’m not even gonna finish it, but here’s something for Brambles, y’know, my Least Drawable AU but oh well

#jjba #jojo's bizzare adventure #caejose #joseph joestar #caesar zeppeli #brambles au #traditional art #fanart #ive been sitting in an art block for three months now #so im just trying really hard rn not to hate this the way i hate everything else ive drawn since #except for like. my dragon art i guess. thats still okay half the time #i just wanted to draw something nice and with colours i guess. so these guys happened. for comforty reasons #theyre all beat up bc this is still. p soon after they move to new york #caesars dumb hoodie is one of josephs old hoodies actually that joseph had cut the sleeves off of at some point #and they just. share clothes a lot #dw the thorns dont hurt anyone that joseph actually likes so its fine. hermit purple just gets clingy whenever joseph does #i realised just now that making josephs crop top that colour makes it look like a binder #which was unintended considering i write him as dmab nb #but death of the author and all that. have fun #i dont mind #joseph wears his scarf an unnecessary amount bc its a comfort item okay its a thing

[crypt1dcorv1dae]

something stupid

#opm #one punch man #saitama #genos #my art #fanart #i drew this like last week and forgot to post it lol #idk why but the idea of sai's dumb af sense of humor rubbing off on genos over time is so good... let the boy laugh #also i know sai is probably fairly out of the loop of memes but i still think he would love memes so :P #also imo this is the best sai ive drawn yet. look at that premium high quality free range egg

[zackcrazyvalentine]

IF CROWLEY DOESNT DO A PARENTS DAY AND MC DONT GET TO SEE EVERYONE FAMILY IM THROWING A TANTRUM

i really really really wanna see deuce’s mother because she’s sounds nice and the way he talks about her is just- JSISKSOSKSOSODKDK

THE TWINS’ PARENTS KSKSKS

i saw ONE fanart of them and i 🧎🏾‍♀️ . I FEEL LIKE MAMA LEECH WOULD BE LIKE JADE AND PAPA LEECH LIKE FLOYD BUT SUPER CURIOUS ABOUT MC ????? LIKE A POOR HUMAN ACTUALLY MANAGED TO GRAB THE ATTENTION OF THEIR PRECIOUS CHILDREN ???? LET ME AT THEM-also they probably are tall as hell so the whole meeting with them and mc is like “sir please bend over my neck is stating to do things it’s not supposed to do-“

AZUL’S MOTHER AND STEPFATHER

azul’s mother gives me sweet but sharp women ? like a bit like ursula but more kind ? if that’s makes sense- AND HIS STEPFATHER IS SUPER SUPPORTIVE OF AZUL AND IS SUPER PROUD OF HIM-

I ALSO WANNA SEE VIL’S FATHER BECAUSE HE SEEMS SO NICE AND HE PROBABLY WOULD HAVE A LOT OF COOL STORIES TO TELL AND I JUST REALLY WANNA SEE HIM

no thoughts epel’s grandparents coming to see him but then getting lost and brought back by mc to epel BUT THEN epel’s grandma grabs both their hands and asks when they’re gonna marry epel-

SEBEK’S MAMA AND PAPA (am i fawning over a couple that never got an apparition in the game? yes i will do it again) IMAGINE IF HIS MOM IS LIKE “ following in your parents footsteps huh ? you have good taste son !” AFTER SEEING MC-

MALLEUS’ GRANDMOTHER

i feel like she would be kind of awkward? but she’s trying her best ! and she is so proud of malleus and talks to mc about the achievements he has done over the years and just height a sweet grandma overall-

i wanna see ace’s mom because i know she’s the type to EMBARRASS her son in front of mc “oh ace dear do you remember that one time you ate a worm and then cried about it ? i still have the video let me search for it-“ and ace is like “mom what- STOP” and mc just sipping on the tea collecting blackmail material

SPEAKING OF BLACKMAIL AZUL’S MOTHER WOULD PROBABLY SHOW BABY PICS OF AZUL ANS WOULD BE GUSHING OVER HIM WITH MC-

KALIM’S PARENTS WOULD PROBABLY TAKE ONE LOOK AT MC AND BE LIKE “do you wanna marry my son he’s very handsome” “ma’am who are you-“

AND AND AND CHEKA JUMPING IN MC’S ARMS SHOWING HIS PARENTS AND GRANDPARENTS HIS OTHER FAVORITE PERSON IN NRC AND FARENA IS LIKE “you , you must become part of the family” “what with those family the fuck-“ AND AND I FEEL LIKE CHEKA’S MAMA AND GRANDMA ARE SUPER TALL STRONG WOMEN AND THEY TOOK A LIKING TO MC TOO

important note if mc is meeting riddle’s mom and jamil’s parents it’s to fight them to death-

tl’dr : mc’s ending up with a bit too much of marriage proposals

I FORGOT A LOT OF PEOPLE BUT THAT WILL HAVE TO COME LATER BUT AIISISOAOWKSKSKKWWKWKOWOWOW

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!! [PSST!!! You can find the continuation h e r e !!]

YA DUMB CROWMAN, YA BETTER MAKE A FAMILY DAY HAPPEN SO WE CAN SEE ALL THE PARENTS AND MAYHAPS SOME OF THE SIBLINGS TOO!!!!!!!!!!!

DEUCE’S MAMA 🥺🥺🥺💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

I 100% AGREE!! I wanna meet her so bad! She sounds so gentle and caring, I just wanna thank her for everything idc 🥺

“Deuce, hi! Oh, is this your mother, Mrs. Spade?!” MC bound up to him, quite eagerly, might he add.

“A-Ah, [Name]... Yes *ahem* Mom, this is [Name]. [Name], this is my mother.” The Heartslabyul student awkwardly introduced.

the woman’s face lit up, “Oh dear, oh my! This is your friend [Name]?! Hello, dear! I’ve heard wonders of you from Deucey here~!”

MC looked at their friend with a teasing smirk, “Oh, has he?”

She giggled cutely. “Indeed he has, and allow me to say,” Those same peacock green eyes they knew from Deuce looked into theirs, “Thank you for taking care of my son. You’re a wonderful soul, from what I know.”

The tender look in her eyes, her gentle smile and soft voice... MC’s heart sparkled with some sort of nostalgic feeling.

They suddenly bowed, startling the mother-son pair. “N-No, I should be the one thanking you, Mrs. Spade!!”

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OH HECK YEAH!!! TWEEL PARENTS!!! 

I’ve seen two iterations of their personalities: Mama being playful and at-her-own-flow like Floyd, Mama being elegant, proper and mysterious like Jade while Papa is a more... controlled version of Floyd (same goofy smile and carefree demeanor, but not as easy to lash out as Floyd)

BUT ABSOLUTELY!!! Imagine Mama Leech approaching them like a sophisticated lady, making such comments that just due to her tone of voice and the look in her eyes have MC blushing and trembling in fear and shyness

Papa Leech almost kabedoning them to have the little trembling shrimp still for him to observe: “My sons... interested in such a tiny shrimp... so small and magicless...” A shine in his eyes as he smirked that familiar pointy-toothed smirk at them, “Interesting enough to have us up in the surface like this~ ...Don’t you think so, Darling?”      “Indeed, My Love” Much similar to the eel twins, they chuckled sinisterly

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AZUL’S INTELLIGENT, STRONG, CAPABLE MOMMA <333333333 I LOVE SHE SM <3333333

What if Granny Ashengrotto also comes with? 🥺 THE MOST WHOLESOME MEETING (of course, after the whole family [including stepdad] celebrates Azul’s accomplishments with Mostro Lounge and his contracts, both parents being HELLA proud of their little baby octopus ❤️)

Then MC will notice all of them CODDLING Azul, pinching his cheeks and reminding him of how squishy and chubby he was when young. Look at him now!! A proper business man with a bright future!    MC giggles at the dorm leader’s bright blush, and the attention immediately shifts to them

“Oh, Azul~ Is this the [Name] you’ve talked so much about~?”

“M-Mom-!!”

“Ohoho~ Look the the bumpkin he’s managed to score! Our little Azul definitely has an eye for beauty!”

“G-Granny-! *ahem* Grandma, please!”

“Say, did you ever get to see how utterly cute and fluffy Azul was as a baby? Oh~, the absolute cutest, my dear!” The lady glowing with happiness immediately pulled her phone out and scrolled through some photos. Little baby Azul, Azul in middle school, tiny Azul celebrating his birthday as he sat on Granny’s lap while admiring all the food on the table... Each picture showcasing more and more of the merman’s charm.   And all he could do was hide away in his office out of shame.

-- --

Maybe MC has see some movies after arriving to the Wonderland, isn’t Vil’s father an actor too? What if he starred in some of those movies?!

Imagine all the stories he can tell about the whole recording period and the behind the scene tricks!

Perhaps both Schoenheits have inside jokes about their line of work, and they let MC in on them!

“Say, are you not interested in becoming the face of a new beauty product? It’s from a partner company, and they’re searching for new talent. You have a certain charm to you, a beauty that many can identify with.” The man offered, taking out a spare free sample of some lip/cheek tint.

Vil took a look at the product, “Oh, they came out with new things already?”

“And they followed your advice to heart, their new formula seems to be all natural and friendly with different skin types and tones.”

Both actors looked at you, “What say you, [Name]?”

“I can hook you up with an interview.” Stated the older man.

“And I can train you.” Vil quickly added.

-- --

OMG EPELS GRANDPARENTS GETTING LOST AND MC HELPING THEM TO POMEFIORE BACK TO EPEL 😭❤️❤️❤️

“G-Grangran, Pops! W-What are you doing here? Isn’t it... peak apple season?” The lilac haired boy was startled at seeing his family.

Granny quickened her pace to go to her grandson, “Oh, shush, little apple! Here, I brought you some homemade apple pie to share with friends.” She looked back at MC as they and her husband came to stand by her. 

“Epel, dear,” Her wrinkled hands came to take one of his and one of MC’s, “Your friend here guided us to you. They’re so kind, a wonderful candidate for spouse, right Honey?” She teased, looking at Epel’s grandad while they shared a laugh at how the young boy was blushing profusely at the comment (and at MC’s cute nervous smile from the slight embarrassment they felt after Grangran’s words)

-- --

Honest question: Which of us ISN’T daydreaming about Sebek’s parents? jkdskdsdf (his mom’s a MILF 100%)

“SON!” A firm yell startled both 1st years. “Headmaster Crowley notified us about a Family Day going on in your school, we were allowed to drop by today to greet you and meet your friends!” A tall lady with long, messy green hair approached them.

“Mother!” A bright smile graced Sebek’s lips, turning around to engulf his mother in a hug. “Father!” He shook the man’s hand firmly. “It’s an honor to have you here! Would you like to visit the novel Diasomnia dorm of which I’m part of and is led by out Lord Malleus?”

It was the human man who peeked over his son’s form who noticed them, “Oh, hello there! You must be one of Sebek’s friends, I presume?”

The mature woman promptly pushed past her son, taking a gander at the human who was with him. She remained silent, eyes shifting from MC to Sebek, so on and so forth... until...

A proud smile brightened her face, “Ah, my little Crocodile is following along Mama’s path~💕” While her son and husband let out a surprised babble of words at her insinuation.

-- --

Malleus’ Grandmother... A figure that has everyone bowing with her mere presence in a room

“Grandmother, this is a very important person I want you to meet.” It was strange of Malleus to be this eager, let alone about someone. 

The Queen (she’s the current queen of VoT right? aaa) walked along her grandson, holding onto his arm as he led the way to a... rundown building?

“Ah! Tsunotarou, hello!” A human greeted them. “O-Oh!” They bowed hurriedly at the regal presence that accompanied their friend today. “P-leasure to meet you, your Highness.”

A look of utter surprise crossed her face, “Malleus..! A.. human?!” The tense atmosphere made MC straighten up and nervously look at the fae in front of them. “And that nickname?! Young one, do you know who you are speaking to?!” Anger flashed in her eyes as she addressed MC.

“Yes, they do.” The crown prince stepped in, shielding MC behind him, “And I allow them to use that nickname... After all, fae can’t lend their name, or can we?” She remained on defense, giving her grandson’s friend a disparaging look. 

"They were lost, and so was I... Along the way, we found each other. This is a friendship I treasure with all my being, and you have been a very important figure through my life... Would you give them a chance?” He tried to bargain.

The Queen kept her stance, looking at the human, who smiled uncertainly and waved at her. Strangely, she felt no threat coming from them, only warmth, a feeling of being welcomed. Her heart was filled with that warmth for a moment.

Clearing her throat, she relaxed. “Very well, only for you, Malleus... So, who must your friend be?”

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ACE’S MOM IS JUST AS MUCH AS A TEASE, MOCKING THING AS ACE IS!!! AND SHE’D ABSOLUTELY BUST ALL SORT OF EMBARRASSING STORIES FROM HIS CHILDHOOD!! (ALSO AMAZING IMAGINATION WITH THAT STORIE OF THE WORM, MADE ME LOUGH OUT LOUD JSFDFAS)

“Say, do you remember when you took a bite out of my decorative soaps thinking they were jellies? You looked like a rabid dog with all the foam!” The woman openly chuckled, much to her son’s chagrin.

“And that one time you came running and crying to your brother’s arms after a beetle ‘launched and attacked you’ as it flew to your face? You became scared of them for a whole year!” MC laughed along with her.

“Oh, please, tell me more! I’m delighted to know more about Ace’s childhood from you, Mrs. Trappola, since he seldom talks about it himself.” They looked at Ace with a mocking smile, enjoying hos his mother openly provided such wonderful blackmail material.

-- --

Kalim is SO EXCITED to present you to his parents! Look, mom, dad! I made another friend aside from Jamil! :DDD

The bright ray of sunshine bounded up to MC, with an equally as bright couple behind him. “[Name], [Name]! Come here! I want you to meet my parents!” Kalim took their hand and quickly dragged them over to where his parents were.

“Mom, dad! This is [Name]! They arrived at NRC unexpectedly, but I very much enjoy their presence and companionship!” That toothy grin so characteristic of him found his way on his lips.

MC bowed slightly in greeting. “A pleasure to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Asim!”

The older couple shared a look before coming up to MC, with the man shaking their hand and the woman pinching their cheek. “Hello there, young one! Kalim seems to be very fond of you! Say, would you mind joining the family? I’m certain Kalim approves!” His father hurriedly spoke.

“H-Huh?! What?!” MC could only accept their coddling and affection as they blushed and looked at their white haired friend for help... But he was busy blushing himself~

-- --

Leona is NOT AT ALL happy to have his family visit him in the ONE PLACE where he’s away from them

"Leona-ojitan! [Nickname]!" The little bundle of joy sprinted the pair's way, eliciting a groan from the 3rd year.

"Not that brat again." Leona rubbed his temple.

MC giggled, "C'mon, Cheka isn't that bad! I can take care of him."

"Brother!" Now, that certainly startled MC... Because not only was the exclaimed name all there was, no no, a redheaded lion beastman wrapped his arms around Leona's torso from behind and lifted him some centimeters off the ground. "Long time no see, Leona! Isn't it wonderful that your school's holding a Family Day?! As soon as we got word of it, we came to visit!"

"Fareena... Put. Me. DOWN." Savanaclaw's dorm head growled. Thankfully, the overexcitable man followed through, laughing at his brother's antics.

"[Nickname], can you see how much I've grown since last time! I'm half a centimeter taller!" Cheka giggled as he climbed up MC's leg, ultimately reaching his goal to be carried by them.

"A-Ah, that's wonderful!" They laughed awkwardly at the kid.

The cub was removed from their person by someone. "Apologies, dear, Cheka can be a handful sometimes." A lioness woman smiled gently at you. "Tell them you're sorry, Cheka. You know better than to use people as jungle gyms."

The boy became crestfallen, ears flattening as he fumbled with his fingers. "Sowwy, Mx. [Name], I shouldn't have done that."

MC chuckled a bit. "Apology accepted."

"So you must be this mystery person Cheka rambled about after spectating the Magift tournament." An older woman approached, pinching the child's cheek.

"Yes yes, gramma! [Nickname] played with me when I visited ojitan! They're my other favorite friend here at NRC, they took great care of me!"

At that, both lionesses perked up. Even Fareena approached the circle after his boy spoke so fondly of MC right now.

"Oh, I see~" The younger of the two ladies giggled, accompanied by Fareena's loud laughter.

Leona had a look of utter terror at what was going to be said next. Eyes wide, ears flat, he looked ready to run away from the scene at a moment's notice.

Who they assumed to be Leona's mother approached MC, placing a hand on their shoulder. "A natural ability with kids... Son!" She looked at leona now, who flinched at her call, "I see you've chosen a great mate!"

As MC and Leona were taken into a family hug, they only remained stunned as the words completely registered in their minds.

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Oh, I absolutely agree with that!! The atmosphere with Riddle's mother and Jamil's parents will be HELLA TENSE

If anything, I feel MC would potentially get along with Jamil's younger sister, enjoying the friendly banter they have as siblings. But even more so, liking how Jamil shows he cares and how he genuinely smiles while his sister is with him.

I feel she'd also tell him in private:

"So~, that friend of yours..."

Jamil only raised an eyebrow at her words, leading her to sigh, "[Name]! The magicless prefect!"

"Uh-huh, what about them?" The boy inquired, wanting to hear her say it earnestly and not go the "you know what I'm talking about" way.

"Yeah... I think they're pretty cool..." Jamil smiled slightly. "Oh, what's that~? I knew you seemed way too close!" She chuckled after noticing the tiniest change in his expression.

The brunet ruffled her hair, "Nothing, it's nothing at all..."

"Say the one with a lovestruck face!"

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HSKAHDKD I HONESTLY WABTED TO WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT ACE'S BIG BRO, AND SEBEK'S OLDER SIBLINGS

Not to mention Jack's little siblings, and Trey's too! Cater's older sisters!

TWST PLS GIVE US FAMILY DAY EVENT!!! I WANNA SEE ALL THESE CUTE FAMILIES AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HDKSHDKS SORRY THIS IS HELLA LONG LOL, got carried away~

Hope you enjoy! Visit the askbox once more whenever you like, Anon ❤️!!!

#zask #twisted wonderland #deuce spade #ace trappola #tweels #jade leech #floyd leech #azul ashengrotto #malleus draconia #sebek zigvolt #jamil viper #leona kingscholar #epel felmier