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5sospicturesque · 9 months
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Clearing out my camera roll 9558/?
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goatpaste · 2 years
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Omg all your Dio sons are so buff compared to what I was expecting! I thought Ungalo would be a skinny freak and Rikiel to not be so darn massive! Interesting change in your artstyle compared to a lot of other characters, I'm so happy you like em anyways 💜💜💜💜
wah haha to be honest! i didnt mean to draw them as big as i had in that picture tbh, i think i rounded them out more for that pose
in my head ungalo is a bit muscular but a bit lankey and most people think he's short until he stands up straight and he's pretty tall.
Donatello is pretty fit but not buff, just tone some some muscle definition. He's average height.
But Rikiel iv 100% pictured in my style has being buff. like a soft buff, he's got some soft baby fat on him but is very muscularly in the booby way lol.
then Giorno is kinda the shrimp of the family, very short, and slender. God knows where either Jonathan or Dios genes went in terms of his body type lol.
its also funny because this really isnt that surprising i love to draw big buff men lol. i try to keep to how i actually see their designs
but sometimes i slip back into drawing big men mode...
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nancydrewwouldnever · 21 days
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RANDOM MUSING: I'm far too tempted by Nacissa Malfoy's reverse-skunk stripe hair dye job. But I really don't look good with bangs.
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chickenlover-19 · 1 year
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Ok we agree Phantom Planet didn’t happen (hc it was Danny’s therapy fanfiction where vlad was yeeted into space 5ever, everyone accepted him, and his ghost powers were definitely reversible and therefore not fundamentally part of him, but I digress… What was the point of this post again…)
He still looked fn SICK with the skunk hair tbh and I need to draw it. Can we pick and choose canon? That’s how this works right
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avengerchuck · 3 months
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This is completely out of the blue but I’ve gotta say this to someone. What if they brought Sally Sashay back in the Avenger era. Obviously disco isn’t really a thing anymore but! We do know that Sally used to be a rocking skunk before that. So what if she went full throttle into rock, I’m thinking the whole nine yards like campy pink leather jacket and big hair and electric guitar and everything. I know she could rock it, especially considering how powerful her voice is (idk if that would be realistic for the era, I’m not that tuned into that sorta thing :0p)
I think SO MUCH about the potential of other guest stars getting the helen treatment. I’m so sorry. I LOVE helen. But also…….way back when, in Ptt, every other guest star is way more appealing to me than her. Maybe it’s just the exclusivity of the matter. Maybe I’d feel the same way in the reverse if, like, Madame Oink was in stores during Ptt’s financial troubles. BUT ANYWAY. Sally is probably my favorite guest star :o)c… she is SO cool. And just about the only ptt character who I’d genuinely refer to as cool. I think she would rule in the 90s!!! She has a base gimmick to actually latch onto, the same way jasper does for example. Helen is really into Broadway but is kind of dull the closer you get to the full-on concept unification rebrand. Your idea is really interesting! Rotating it in my brain.
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chibinightowl · 2 years
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Hi Chibi! How about a reverse robins au? 👀
This was really hard. I tend to overthink these AUs because how can there be a Robin without Dick going first? Anyway, here's what I came up with.
~Damian doesn't like Tim at all when Bruce first brings the bedraggled boy home. Little Timmy has his camera and is all wide eyes at him, so he soon caves because this child is no threat.
~Big surprise, Tim takes to training like a duck to water. He's especially keen with the detective side of things, an area Damian has always struggled with. This isn't to say Damian can't do it, but his strengths lie in other areas.
~When the Joker kills Tim, Damian is just as devastated as his father. He rages when Bruce brings Jason home after an incident with a crowbar and the tires on the bat mobile.
~Tim is more than a little psycho when he comes out of the Pit. Ra's was furious at Talia about it at first, but then took Tim under his personal wing once he discovered that keen mind was still there.
~Tim doesn't bother with grandiose revenge plots. When he finally returns to Gotham, he flat out kills the Joker without any fanfare. Then he turns his eyes on Jason because he'll be damned if anymore kids die for Bruce's stupid mission.
~Jason has learned all he can about the boy who came before him. He doesn't want to make the same mistakes, but he also knows what happened to Tim wasn't his fault. Tim died trying to save others. He died a hero.
~The first time Jason and Tim meet, Jason wants to know why he has skunk hair and Tim asks if he always swears like that. (To be fair, Jason is dangling upside down in a snare he should have seen a mile away and Tim is just right there in his face as he swears up a storm as he tries to cut the line.)
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poisonouswritings · 2 years
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*jump out the bushes* hey ozzy~~
Listen, bro I have a request.
M3 going on a date to the tarven with mc. They are having fun, they get drinks, mc getting a little tipsy nothing crazy, BUT that tarven has a stage and let people to perform on and tonight is a karaoke night (I don't know if karaoke exists in Astraea but that definitely won't stop me >:) )
Anyway!!!
M3 look back to mc who's pretty drunk and jokingly tell them to go up stage and perform and mc is like "fuck off dude not a chance" , so they start to tease and call a chicken
Normally mc would roll their eyes and brush it off but nah not this mc. They are drunk and don't give a shit
So they climb up the stage, steal some poor guy's lute and go " I declare this song for a very special person to me , they are sitting with us right now btw" they point at their Lis " I hope you would appreciate what I'm about to do because you won't hear that from me sober. Love you, dumbass"
And they start singing "can't help falling in love" by Elvis Presley and holy shit their voice is amazing!!!
By the time they finish, everyone is clapping and Lis walk up to them shaking them like WTF?!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN HIDING THOSE LUNGS?! And mc is like " Hold on. I'm gonna puke-"
Btw Ozzy thanks for writing my reverse au last legacy hc. You really did amazing and I'm so glad other people liked it. That really made my day.
Ok that's it. Later Ozz. Peace✌️* vanish to atoms*
Oh hey my metaphorical inbox-house has bushes now! Upgrades, people. Upgrades.
GN!Reader, you're drunk, hehehe this is so cute, MC is drunk as a skunk, I give my own lil' song rec but will use the Elvis one for the scenario, though I personally like the Michael Buble version.
M3 Together Because It's More Fun, Colored Bullets Are Romantic With That Character (Felix, Anisa, Sage)
Okay so it's one of the rare times Anisa gets off of work early and doesn't have a shift tomorrow and Felix has torn himself away from his studies, and Sage has decided the night would best be spent at the tavern having fun.
Well. You're having fun. A little much.
Felix gets drunk of a glass of red wine, so he has a hard time judging other people's tolerance. He had meant to encourage you to drink water but he kinda zoned out for a minute there and suddenly you're three drinks deep and it's kinda too late.
Anisa has been on top of it, feeding you snaccs and passing you water and making sure you don't get sloppy. She's happy to let you have your fun - you've been working hard and you deserve it - but she's also gonna make sure you're not putting yourself into danger or something.
Sage is probably the best at making sure you don't overdo it because he obviously has the most experience. Not to say he's gonna harsh your vibes in any way - the Vibes Are Integral To The Night - but he's gonna take good care of you.
Regardless of who you're partnered with, they're all keeping an eye on you. Sage, ever the gentleman, asks you a bunch of sexually revealing questions. Felix, ever the wise man, asks you a bunch of embarrassing revealing questions. Anisa, ever the Single-Brain-Cell-Mom-Friend, tries to stop them but only ends up asking you to elaborate on just about any answer you give. It's all in good fun though, don't worry.
And then they announce they're starting karaoke, and anyone can join!
... Felix wants you to do it. He nudges your shoulder and puts a lilt to his voice as he says that Oh Darling He Just Wants To Appreciate Your Talents And It Would Mean So Very Much To Him If You Did This :)
Anisa looks at you with those big eyes and hair poofed out in excitement and she's like,, three inches from your nose as she says that You Need To Do It. She Needs To Hear An Earth Song and She Needs To See You Doing Something So Adorable. Please. If You're Comfortable.
Sage,, nuzzles into the crook of your neck,, purrs against your throat,,, Hai :3 his tail flicks along your stomach :3 You Know You'd Probably Have A Lot Of Fun Up There :3 and he gives your hips a little squeeze :3 And He Definitely Wants You To Have Fun :3 kisses your cheek :3 So You Should Go Do It!!! :3 yes he's going to be checking you out and having horny thoughts that's just implied
Well, it seems like everyone wants you to do it.
You stumble onto the stage and you have your microphone and you point at Felix and you're like 'THIS IS FOR THE CUTEST GUY WITH THE NICEST ASS HERE, AKA MY BOYFRIEND!' and he's just !! The tips of his ears are turning pink because everyone is looking at him but he's focusing on you but also he wants to sink into the floor a little bit because did you have to introduce him like that? Of course you did. You Are Evil Incarnate. But he loves you anyways.
So like,, you start singing right? If it were me I would sing like,,,, Nicotine by P!ATD but that's me.
But anyways Felix is not expecting you to go off like that. Your voice is far more impressive than he could have imagined, especially the alcohol-enhanced emotion that seeps into the words.
'Wiiiiiiiise meeeeen saaaaaaaay, only foooools ruuuuuuuush iiiiiiiiiin, but I ca-a-a-an't heeeeelp falling in looooooooove wiiiiiiiiiiiiith youuuuuuuuuuuuu'
That's the song stretching the syllables not me
And you're looking at him, grinning and swaying around and seeming so impossibly delighted by the sheer prospect of... being with him.
And the tips of his ears are red and his nose is burning and he can barely speak because the words keep tumbling over and over in his head and hohohohoho he is Not Okay
You take the stage, swaying from side to side a little, and shout that 'THIS IS FOR MY SUPER HOT CAT WIFE!! LOVE YOU BABY' and Anisa is choking on her milk wine Because She Really Didn't Think You Would Do That Oh Gods. And now everyone is looking at her because A Knight Lieutenant Is Letting Her Partner Act So Embarrassing In Public? And Anisa is ignoring them because She Has Standards To Uphold but you sure as hell don't, and she won't let anyone impose on you.
I would recommend Would You Be So Kind by Dodie but that's just me
'Like a riiiiiiveeeeer flooooows, surely toooooo theeeee seaaaaaa, Daaaaarling, soooo it goooooes, some things are meaaaaaaant tooooooo beeeeeee'
And Anisa is just falling in love with you all over again because yes obviously this is an adorable song and the fact that you're beaming at her and flashing her finger hearts and whatever and you're just so sweet and probably a little bit awkward and she gets the awesome honor of being Your Knight
Cat hair poof cat hair poof cat hair poof your (half) cat girlfriend is So Very Very Just Absolutely Captivated By You.
Like I said, Sage is totally checking you out a lot a bit and he's not at all sorry. So when you're up there, leaning on the microphone pole and waiting for the band to start,,,,,,, do you think that Astraea has pole dancers? If they do Sage is zoning out imagining you as a pole dancer. If they don't then man He's About To Have A Fucking Universe-Shattering Idea
I would recommend the Michael Buble version of LOVE but that's just me
'Shaaaaaaall Iiiiiiii staaaaaaaay, would it beeeeee aaaaaa siiiiin, if Iiiiii can't heeeeeelp, faaalling in looooooove wiiiiiith youuuuuu'
And you're looking at Sage?? Like you're drunk and whatever but you're still focusing on him and there's such an earnest burning in your eyes when you say that you've fallen in love with him and his tail goes still and his eyes go all big and his ears are twitching and flattening against his hair and there's a little bit of him that wants to cry (in a good way)
And he's just staring at you because his brain is short circuiting
You stumble back off the stage, giggling and laughing, and practically crash into the table. Luckily Anisa and Sage are able to stabilize you and Holy Shit Everyone Is Losing It
Since when could you sing like that?? Why have you never sung for any of them before?
If your singing sounds like that then what does your moaning sound li- Anisa kicks Sage in the shin so hard he nearly falls out of his chair
You cut everyone off by slamming your hands on the table hard enough to make the mugs rattle and declare that You Gotta Fuckin' Pee But You Cannot Walk and then you stumble and trip over your own feet and faceplant
,,,, your partner loves you so much
Anyways you get carried home because you Cannot Walk
Depending on how badly you Cannot Walk, Felix might have assigned Sage to carry you. But if you can walk a bit, you're leaning on his shoulder and he's still too flustered to talk because Why Did You Mention His Ass but also he is such a fool for you
Anisa! Is! Carrying You! Even if you don't necessarily need her to. She asks you a thousand questions about Earth music and romance songs and poems and stories. She wants to pick something suitable to serenade you with :)
Sage but he's koala-carrying you so your legs are wrapped around his waist and you can nuzzle into the crook of his neck and hes carrying you and bouncin' you a little bit and kissing whatever parts of your face he can reach because Why Are You Such A Sweetheart He Really Really Loves You :'3
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hannahhook7744 · 2 years
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Meet Isaac William Cipher;
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Fc: Elle Fanning from 3 Generations because they look like the person I based the oc on/made the oc for.
Fic Title: The Marvelous Misadventures of Hannah Hook.
Nicknames: The Front Desk attendant, skunk boy, skunk guy, dye head, top hat, Isaac Tophat, Mr Strange and unusual, Big I, 'ssc, emo beanie boy, and Beanie boy.
Sexuality: Pansexual.
Pronouns: He/him.
Birthday: May 21st.
Height: 4"8.
Hair Color: Black (dyed).
Eye Color: Grayish blue.
Place Of Birth: Isle of the Lost.
Hobbies: Skateboarding, playing his trumpet, playing his gutiar, watching tv, sword fighting, playing video games, sleeping, reading comic books, drawing, pulling pranks, listening to music, and playing video games.
Likes: Dark colors, ripped jeans, baggy clothes, beanies, food, video games, musical instruments, games, pranks, music, horror movies, and causing (minor) chaos.
Dislikes: Death, bullies, ignorant people, his lactose intolerance, belts, and quiet places.
Favorite musicians: Twenty One Pilots, Falling In Reverse, The All-American Rejects, Set It Off, Hollywood Undead, and Panic! At the Disco.
Physical Quirks/Scars: Pale skin, bangs, and freckles.
Family: Bill Cipher (Father).
Honorary Family: His pets.
Friends: His friends.
Pets: a cat named 'Topsee '.
Love Inserest: None.
Optimistic or Pessimistic: Optimistic.
Introvert or Extrovert: Introvert.
Occupation: Works at Ursula's Fish and Chips, and as The Front desk attendant of Hannah Hook's crew.
Extracurriculars: Band, Piracy, commission art, and art club.
Favorite Animal: Skunk.
Favorite Color: Red.
Favorite Book: 'This is the tail of Skinny Skelly Skunk'.
Favorite Food: Cheese Pizza.
Favorite Drink: Dr Pepper.
Favorite Movie/TV Show: Coralline and breaking bad.
Favorite Class: Artists and Thieves.
Background: No one ever thought that Bill Cipher would ever have children, let alone mostly HUMAN children but he did. Well it was more like one children. That children's name was Isaac William Cipher and he was born on the isle of the lost, a near year after his future captain, Hannah Hook, was born.
He grew up never knowing his mother, not really sure he ever had one and with no siblings to speak of. He and his father had a shakey relationship, and if you were to ask the boy the meaning of the world 'dysfunctional', he'd simply reply 'My family' with a blank face.
He joined Hannah's crew at 5 and became the front desk attendant, and started working at Ursula's Fish and Chips when he was 6. He spends most of his time with his crew and outside of them, no one ever really knows what he's thinking/feeling because he has a great poker face.
He feeds on controlled and non life destroying chaos, and is interested on visiting gravity falls if he were ever to get the chance. Hannah treats him as a little brother and even though it drives him nuts, he's secretly touched that she cares.
~~~~Playlist~~~~
"Wolf In Sheep's Clothing" by Set It Off.
"I write sins not tragedies" by Panic! At the Disco.
"Horrible kids" by Set It Off.
"Partners in crime" by Set It Off.
"Gives You Hell" by The All-American Rejects.
"Game Over" by Falling In Reverse.
"Bullet" by Hollywood undead.
Inspired by @thecaptainsgingersnap and @theinnerworkingsofoc .
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wonderfulworldofmaeth · 11 months
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Introduction to: Salice Halloway.
Full name: Salice Gianna Halloway.
Age: 24 years old.
Birthday: March 5th.
Sexual orientation: Pansexual.
Familiar: Sofos, the Spotted Skunk.
Personality:
Birth chart (big three): Pisces sun, Scorpio moon, Scorpio rising.
MBTI: ENFP-T.
Patron Arcana: The Empress.
Upright: divine femininity, compassion, fertility, sensuality, nurturing
Reversed: insecurity, negligence, smothering, lack of growth.
Minor Arcana: Queen of Cups.
Upright: sensitivity, empathy, unconditional love.
Reversed: concealed or suppressed emotions, self-destructive tolerance
Likes: Natural colors, soft fabrics, fruit juice without pulp, walking barefoot, rainy days, touching her own body, hibiscus flowers because they remind her of her first home, carnations because they remind her of her current one, dancing, celebrating Dysi even though she is miles away from Orasas, kisses on her forehead, swimming in the river, rare meat, walking in the early morning or late at night, springtime, when her skunk nuzzles her in the morning to wake her up, scented candles, gold jewelry, sunsets, candlemaking, sitting in silence with her loved ones, sweet things, the ocean, horseriding bareback, high heels, her cultural food, pomegranate, writing poetry, her husband's arms, seafood, bathing in the moonlight
Dislikes: Itchy fabric textures, heated arguments, having short nails, judgemental people, her hormonal acne, when people pick on someone because they are different, wearing pants for long periods of time, talking about her past, giving bad news, tomatoes, self-important people, when people mistake her kindness for weakness, burnt or crispy food, cold skin, long periods without rain, graveyards,
Abilities: She is a multifaceted woman, knowing three languages fluently (Orasan, Maethel, and Embrish) and two languages proficiently enough for conversation (Prakran and Vesuvian). She is a gifted surgeon and doctor and has a vast knowledge of both holistic and traditional medicines. She isn't a regular practitioner of magic currently but has an extensive repertoire of spells and incantations. Able to create alchemic concoctions, a skill she puts to good use as a doctor. She also has an array of hobbies such as crocheting, candle-making, cooking, reading, writing, working in her garden, and anything else that might pique her interest.
Favourite food: Coconut Shrimp.
Favourite drink: Fruit Juices.
Favourite flower: Hibiscus.
Appearance:
Height: 5’9 or 175 cm.
Weight: 176 lbs or 80 kg.
Hair: Salice has brown, curly tresses that reach her mid-back. She often keeps her voluminous hair in a ribbon or claw clip, loving to try various styles. She has a wide variety of hair care products and natural remedies to keep her hair long and strong. Her curls tend to frizz, so she puts a lot of work into styling it so that it keeps looking nice. She likes to experiment with layering and curtain bangs but has no intentions of ever cutting it short. It frames her face beautifully, and she has a strong emotional attachment to her hair.
Eyes: Salice has big almond-shaped eyes, almost fairytale. They're the color of the forest just after the rains. When in the sunlight they sparkle like emeralds. Her eyes are lively and bright, with long dramatic lashes to compliment them. Salice is very expressive and she will often show emotions through her eyes before she expresses them in any other way.
General description: Salice has a soft lifestyle and a soft body to match. She carries most of her weight in her stomach, hips, and breasts. Her waist is pinched small, giving her a sought-after hourglass figure. She has dainty wrists and ankles, and blemishless knees and elbows. She has strong legs as she walks quite often, or rides her horse for transportation. Her face is heart-shaped, with youthful cheeks and a soft jawline. Her freckles are subtle, but noticeable in the summer. Salice has an upturned button nose and a pair of soft plump lips. One of her favourite features about herself is her two-toned lips and her soft cupid's bow. Salice can grow thick, angular brows and she often changes the shape of them to achieve different looks. Her facial hair grows quite fast so she often spends a lot of time grooming for a plucked and perfect look, which is her preferred style.
Fashion sense: Salice loves sophisticated dress. She owns quite a closet of dresses and skirts, blouses and cardigans. Her daily attire frequently fluctuates from a layered look (complete with a petticoat, overskirt, blouse, corsets, vests, and accessories) to a more casual cottage style, (consisting of milkmaid dresses, low-cut tops, long and short skirts, cardigans, and sundresses). Salice hardly wears pants, but when she does, she opts for fitted trousers that accentuate her small waist and shapely hips. Although very removed from her homeland, Salice still enjoys the cultural clothing from her childhood and has learned with the help of her sister-in-law how to construct and fashion traditional Orasan clothing. She loves to wear these clothes during the month of June to celebrate Dysi with her family and friends. Salice loves matching silk pajamas as well as matching lounge sets made of comfortable leisurely material. Townspeople has described her style to be elegant and put-together.
A brief look into her life:
Occupation: Being her father's medical assistant since she was very young, Salice has extensive medical training and practical knowledge. Before working at the hospital in Maeth, she undergoes another stint of technical training and residency under the head doctor until she is licensed in the city to conduct medical practice and surgery on her own. Will occasionally help out at Draigh's Tavern as a barmaid.
Love interest:
Thomas Matteo Zieragh (Husband).
Family and friends:
Dr. Dabney Bell Halloway, adoptive father.
Rhadika Elsma, sister.
Shuhei Kumagai, long-time family friend and distant relative.
Isabella Zieragh, sister-in-law/friend.
Ophelia Zieragh, sibling in-law/ friend.
Galierie Zieragh, mother in law and colleague.
Mr. Ginard, former colleague of her father.
Anshelinah Circe, friend.
Penelope Bonilla, friend.
Cole, Marcos and Matías, her husband's best friends.
Miscellaneous facts:
TBC
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scriveyner · 2 years
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always summer #11
always summer #11: hair pulling | bungou stray dogs |🎩🤕 | #kinktober 🔞| ~1100 word
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It was a swampy sort of humid outside the bar; the sun was long down but the air was thick enough to drink. It was, unfortunately, the only place to smoke as there was another ridiculous “no smoking” sign hammered in a prominent position above the dirty mirror behind the bar. Chuuya scowled into the night, well aware of the eyes on him as he stepped out the door; they’d picked a local dive and, as expected, stood out like sore thumbs.
Contiune on ao3 or:
He lit his cigarette and meandered away from the door, never quite turning his back on the cluster of men leaning against the façade, smokes in one hand and longneck bottles in the other. Trouble would be welcome, he hadn’t punched anyone other than Dazai in at least a week, but he was supposed to be on his best behavior, especially if Dazai succeeded in his endeavor to pick up the bartender.
The streetlight above the entrance flickered and buzzed, and Chuuya watched the insects swarming under its golden glow, sitting back against the hood of the car. He blew smoke into the air and raised an eyebrow as Dazai exited the bar, alone. “No luck, then?” Chuuya flicked ash into the gravel at Dazai’s feet. “Losing your charm, I see.”
“I have plenty of charm,” Dazai held up a matchbook between his fingers, eyebrow raised to match Chuuya’s own. “She doesn’t get off shift until four a.m.”
Chuuya considered this. “Maybes don’t count.” He flicked more ash, and Dazai folded his arms, swaying slightly in place, the only clear indication that he was drunk as a skunk.
“Fine, then you go court a third, and I’ll hold down the fork.”
“The what?”
“The fork.” Dazai frowned, and then said something delightfully profane in a jumble of three different languages before he settled on, “fuck, I’m really drunk.”
“No shit.” Chuuya leaned his weight back on his hands, jaw tilted up, and Dazai leaned in close, smelling of whiskey and taking his cigarette without permission. “Oi, fuck you.”
“Well,” Dazai said, sucking the nicotine into his saturated system, “if you insist.”
The heavy night air muted the clamor from the bar, enough that he could no longer pick out the threads of individual conversations, just the music that rose in volume for a few seconds every time someone came out the door. They were far enough away that the reverse should be mostly true, but just in case he’d shoved the handkerchief into Dazai’s mouth because they were definitely close enough to be stumbled upon.
Seriously, who the fuck carries a fucking handkerchief in this day and age?
Dazai gave a delightful little moan, the picnic table he was sprawled against creaking slightly with the movement. He couldn’t go particularly far, pants bunched around his thighs, speckled already with fluid, but all the same Chuuya pulled back slightly, enjoying the way Dazai followed, not wanting to break their connection.
This whole thing had been Dazai’s idea, of course; he’d wanted to go out because fuck drinking in the cabin tonight, for some reason. That reason became very clear when he immediately started trying to pick up the bartender, and as much as Chuuya tended to enjoy Dazai’s little endeavors he really wasn’t in the mood to share today.
There was a gravel path that looped around the building and behind it, some kind of outdoor break area for employees most likely, except the single bare bulb overhead was burnt out and no one seemed interested in wandering this close to the tree line after sundown.
He fucked into Dazai slow and felt him shudder again, fingers scrabbling against the old wooden surface. Sweat dripped down his face, slipping into his collar, and Chuuya wiped his face with the back of his arm, his other hand tight on Dazai’s hip.
Dazai was making little mewling sounds around his makeshift gag now, clearly enjoying himself, and Chuuya ran his hand into the hair at the base of Dazai’s skull, curling his fingers in tight and yanking his head back. Dazai arched, a muffled moan escaping and coming away from the table as Chuuya got rough, hips snapping relentlessly.
“Did you think I wouldn’t see,” Chuuya grunted, pulling Dazai’s head back further, “you fucking flirting with her?” He was focused more on the grind, his own thrusting, barely even noticing the words escaping. “Were you going to fuck her while I watched? Or,” he ground down, “did you want to watch me?”
Dazai gargled some noise that could have been words, saliva soaking the cloth; Chuuya didn’t care. He slammed Dazai into the table when he squeezed around Chuuya's cock so tight he knew Dazai came, especially from being manhandled like this. If he kept it up hard and fast enough, he might even be able to pull another climax from Dazai, so he shifted his weight on his feet, keeping his hand on Dazai’s head and pushing him back down into the table.
“Don’t you dare forget,” Chuuya leaned over his back, as deep as he could get, grinding right into the sweet spot, “your cock belongs to me.”
He finished inside as Dazai came apart around him, the handkerchief in his mouth soaking up the noise more than the fluid. Dazai choked, hard, and Chuuya refused to run his hand down between Dazai’s legs, through the mess he made there. “Yeah, fuck,” he hummed, fucking in slow, feeling how slick Dazai was now, his own fluids making things easier with every languid thrust. “Damn, you feel good.”
Dazai spat the handkerchief onto the table, panting hoarsely. “If I had known flirting with the bartender would get me fucked like that, I would have done it earlier.”
Chuuya smacked his bare ass. Dazai jumped and hummed, and Chuuya said, “round two in a bed, you fucker. I know you get off on fucking where people can hear you, but I don’t actually want to get caught.”
Dazai tilted his head back, panting in the sticky air, and stared at the river of stars visible between the heavy clouds. “Fuck, I need to choke on your cock right now.”
“Yeah, well,” Chuuya already had his pants pulled up, tucking himself away. “I need a few minutes. Depending on how much traffic is on the road, you can suck me on the way home.”
Dazai dropped the matchbook on the ground, it was already lost in the darkness. “let’s get on the road.”
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5sospicturesque · 2 years
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Clearing out my camera roll 9223/?
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arrjaysketch · 2 years
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SherriWIP
Next up is Tessa's sister, a negaskunk (reverse-patterned skunk) named Sherri!  I was tempted to style her hair more like Cloudchaser's; however, I wanted to find a way to keep her signature look instead!
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kahran042 · 2 years
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Encyclopedia Brown thoughts: book 10
Encyclopedia Brown Takes the Case
The Case of the Talking House:
Scoop is five years old and illiterate? That's pretty pathetic. But then, I might be biased because I taught myself to read at two or three.
I know that the coin always falls before the bill when both are dropped, but does it always land on top of the coin?
The Case of the Two-Timers:
Nothing to say about this one, really... it's pretty boring. Sorry. :(
The Case of the False Teeth:
Freddy Zacharias is apparently named after one of Sobol's friends or family members. I know because I've seen at least one book in this series dedicated to someone of the same name.
The Case of the Skin Diver:
This case is where I learned the word "triskaidekaphobia".
What does Sally mean by a "fur piece"? Is that some sort of joke?
It wasn't until I started re-reading the EB series that I realized what a judgmental little B-word Sally is.
Trisk is pretty stupid if he doesn't realize that Marlin could have just changed the part in his hair since he saw him.
"Scaling" stones? Is the same as what normal people call "skipping" stones?
The Case of the Barefoot Thieves:
I really, really hope that Stingy is a nickname.
I wish that Tyrone's accusation of stealing had been false, if only to make the solution a bit less obvious.
What, exactly, is in the Idaville Special, other than ice cream?
Guess that Stingy is a nickname, after all. That's good. But what’s his real name?
The Case of the Dog-Paddle Derby:
"Meat Director" seems like a pointless job created only for a stupid pun.
Aww, Sally thinks her "lap dogs" pun is actually clever. To be fair, it is pretty good for a ten-year-old, but I don't like her, so...
Puddinghead Peabody? His parents must have hated him, and also themselves because their last name is Peabody.
How many American kids would know how many quarts are in a Canadian gallon? Conversely, how many Canadian kids would know how many quarts are in an American gallon?
Of course Horace Cushing was in on the scheme... he is a teenager, after all, and you know how mystery writers are. -_-
The Case of the Broken Globe:
There's nothing about the globe being made of glass, @brownencyclopedia. It’s just described as a "globe of the world".
Seriously, in the illustration, it doesn’t look like glass...
...and it also looks like it could easily be repaired. Is getting the police chief and his know-it-all son involved really all that necessary?
A globe that cost $90 in 1973 would cost $592.49 in 2022. Are globes really that expensive, or was Mr. Morton just enough of a schmuck to pay that much for one?
Ceiling Horatio Cat, I really can't stand the black-and-white morality in Chief Brown's annoyance at Mr. Morton's students not wanting to be squealers.
What if Gene wasn’t “protecting the guilty” by not snitching, but protecting himself? After all, the U.S. Constitution clearly states that snitches get stitches.
The Case of the Pet Skunk:
Yes, it is "Pet Skunk," not "Dead Pet Skunk." I'm talking to you, @brownencyclopedia.
Does anyone else find it hilarious that the poison bottle was just marked “poison”? :D
The story mentions Corby's "four cats and three dogs", but the caption for the corresponding illustration increases the number of dogs to four and reverses the order, so that it says "four dogs and four cats".
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kym-truestory · 5 years
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My mom said she went to Sonic & now I want ice cream...their Oreo ice cream sandwich if I’m being specific
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mingkii · 3 years
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He's so fine😔💔
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