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doublel27 · 2 years
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Lets switch it up! 6 and 10, but for David&Patrick
YAY! More David & Patrick asks.
6. Who would have really deep emotional thoughts at the middle of the night/ Who would have them in the middle of the day?
David definitely has the deep emotional thoughts in the middle of the day and in the middle of the night. He often will make the frowny face before breaching these thoughts, or pull his face to the side. It may take awhile before the thought comes up.
Patrick's deep emotional thoughts usually come in the middle of the night. He does save them for the afternoon when David is awake. Sometimes, they'll have a middle of the night whispers about them if they're both awake.
10. Who likes sweet/ Who likes sour?
David is the sweet fiend. He likes it all. I mean, David likes FOOD. He likes good food. So sour is good in the right amounts. Balance is important, not that the Cafe knows what that is. So, yes, David loves good food of all profiles, but sweet is a soft spot. It's how he eats half a giant cookie by himself and there were definitely no chocolates left.
Patrick's feelings on the subject are not nearly as intense as David's. He likes sweet things, but he likes buying them for David.
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yanaleese · 3 months
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if ur fine with nsfw asks, could you maybe do some nsfw headcannons for karma? <3
maybe just the basics like dom/sub, how he acts in the bedroom ect ect (can u tell i never send asks HELP 😭)
if not that's perfectly okay! some sfw ones could be cute too, like his favorite way to cuddle or his love language??
anyways im obsessed with him and had to send in an ask 😪 thank u for blessing me with this wonderful man
LMAO no problem! Also Anon I feel you with the obsession...my friend and I were both simping harder than our willpower to do our exams 😭😭😭😭
Also since this is the first NSFW ask I've decided to split this up into separate posts later on+ a little art to tease your weak heart ❤️. Please enjoy reading what's under the cut.
Content warning: FEMALE reader, HARD explicit smut, detailed kinks such as impregnation, overstimulation, all that good stuff. Please note that this is for 17+ audiences only.
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"WAIT! KARMA! THE CAMERA-"
CRASH!!!
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Karma Sangre - Normal NSFW:
When Karma is calm and collected, he's the one usually in control. But if you want to play the dom in the relationship, he's happy to step down! Just make sure you let him know, otherwise he'll take that as a challenge and his excuse to fuck the living shit out of you.
Usually before things get steamy, he'll be worshipping your body with kisses and teasing you with all kinds of lewd words from A to Z. When he's horny, he's a lot more talkative, which makes both his raspy voice and soft lips a dangerously sexy combination. It gets even worse when his steamy voice presses against your ears, tempting you into giving in to his lustful wishes.
Once he hears you plead in sexual frustration, he'll begin licking and biting his favorite spots - your earlobe, your tits, your neck. He especially goes after the neck, making sure that your collarbone is left with some bloody bites.
After littering your body in saliva and bites, Karma will book a one-way ticket to Pussyland. To him, missing out on stimulating your clit is missing a chance at seeing you squirm, moan and whimper just by his tongue alone. The piercing on his tongue doesn't help either, as it quickens your climax even further.
Satisfied seeing your pussy drenched in his saliva and your cum, he'll kindly rub your entrance slowly, starting with one digit, and eventually his entire hand. Well, that depends on how long you want to play the 'tough girl' act.
If you decide to go down that route, say your prayers, because your pussy is going to be obliterated...with toys. What, did you think disobedient girls like you get cock? Please. If there's one thing Karma can't turn down is a challenge. By turning down Karma, you lose your privileges of being his personal fleshlight. But hey, at least you can be his personal toyfucker instead!
Now if you decide to be docile, and play the "good girl" act, you can kiss your legs, your pussy and your pride goodbye. With that 7-inch erect cock, your folds will be spasming and tightening so much that it'll drive both you and Karma mad. The poor mattress will be creaking constantly as that veiny cock of his pounds fucking deep into pussy, begging to cum straight into your fertile womb.
Whilst you're struggling to take the pleasure, Karma will be busy murmuring in Spanish about how good you feel as he holds your legs over his shoulder, his huge hands rubbing and licking your aroused nipples before burying his moans in it with words like "Te amo" + "Ven conmigo" and so much more; Duolingo would be so proud of you!
When you're both about to climax, he roughly grabs your chin, pulling you in a tongue-twisting kiss. From the kiss alone, you can already feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head, barely registering the warm, gooey liquid dripping from your pussy to your twitching legs.
As you try to recover by taking deep breaths, you're hit with the reality that your amazing, horny boyfriend is (un)fortunately an amazing bodybuilder with more strength and stamina than your body can take.
Staring at him with a mix of lust and horror, you whine and mewl, sounding like a dying cat. Yes, you loved this sneaky bastard - but dear Lord you needed a break.
"Sleep, Mami. You'll need it." He slurs while caressing the top of your head, playing with a strand of hair. You felt your eyes beginning to close, blotches of darkness dotting your vision instantaneously, as if on command. Narrowing your eyes, you swore you could see his eyes peeking out of his bangs, revealing his dazed yet sinister gaze.
"Because it's a going to be a long night for you and me."
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And thank you Anon, for sending in this ask ❤️.
ALTERNATE VERSIONS - LIGHT VER. + TATTOO-LESS VER.
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fairmerthefarmer · 2 months
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Narnia is my go to world when I wanna just practise character design.
The silver chair is also great cause it doesn’t have a movie really so the design can be my own (except for the bbc version, but I didn’t really watch those growing up. Just read/listened to the books a million times and watched the Disney/Walden movies.)
Anyway this is mostly Jill, love her so much.
There’s more down here
I saw an aesthetic board one time and ran with it, and it’s also just practise on drawing hair with a tighter curl pattern, idk if it quite counts as Afro hair though. Also I like her being a redhead.
Puddleglum I’m still working on, clothes are hard!! I love fantasy character design in general but I find it difficult to imagine what clothing the characters would wear, it makes me feel like I wanna take a whole ass historical/fantasy clothing course or something.
Also I can’t make up my mind on how I wanna do his hair. I’m definitely taking influence from the illustrations in the book. Anyway love frogman and he must be tall and lanky and I’m just going from there.
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I am happy with how the clothes look especially given my insecurities about clothing design for characters, I feel like she looks like a little hobbit! (I imagine her and eustace and puddleglum bundling up quite a bit for most of their travels.)
I also did an alt version of her hair cause I prefer the curls myself, but I don’t know what black hairstyles would have mostly been in London at the time? I feel like relaxed/1940s wavy style hair (whatever it’s called) would be more accurate but idk. I think both work for her character, I think they express different aspects of it.
The school outfit was very rushed, I mostly know if I were to develop it more I’d want it to look frumpy and awkward especially cause it would (in theory) contrast to the narnian outfits. I still have the travel outfits full though cause generally the journey in SC is kind of gloomy in vibes. Harfaang (harfang? Idk) is LOOSELY Nordic inspired except i really didn’t do that much research. Also those sketches are the earliest ones and they’re from long ago so I may revisit sometime and change things.
My headcanon/thing that I do with most narnian as in Cair Paravel clothing is that it’s embroidered with things like flowers, trees, leaves, natural things. As well as royal and foresty ish colours. So I tried to at least make harfaang clothes different from that, and some geometric detail in the dress. Also the dress was green in the book illustrations so therefore it’s green.
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theminecraftbee · 7 months
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thoughts on watchers and/or Evo smp??
…I feel like I may have recently written something to suggest what some of my feelings are on this. just a hunch. it may be possible. it’s possible there’s a relevant thing I published like just two months ago on—
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missing-n-human · 2 months
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Could ya do heket with a reader that enjoys cooking for her
Heket Headcanons?
𑁍 Featuring 𑁍
♡ Relationship Status Left Up To the Reader
✦ Post Game Spoilers & Such
⋆ I am SO sorry for such a late reply to this request- I have had this draft sitting for a while
⋆ It’s like a one-shot into the form of headcanons… I don’t know how it happened. If you want I can redo your request
|⌨|Cookiing & Affection|⌨|
❤︎ You didn’t know how to get close to her at first, so you ended up seeking out the lamb to help ♥︎ When you found out she liked food you instantly knew you found your ticket ❤︎  You go out on missionary quests a lot to collect cooking materials ♥︎ You begged the lamb to let you have the role of the cult’s cook ❤︎ Heket when you first gave her food all excited half considered you were trying to poison her ♥︎ She enjoys your cooking greatly and often seeks you out to request meals ❤︎  Sometimes you take her on picnics just so you can show her new recipes you are working on ♥︎ She will just sit and listen to you ramble about cooking while enjoying your food ❤︎  She helps you with carrying things and prepping things in the kitchen even if she doesn’t have the best skills in cooking ♥︎ You give her cooking lessons a lot and the two of you are very friendly with each other ❤︎  You almost got in a physical fight with another follower after they stole from Heket ♥︎ Heket had to hold you back and distract you by cooking some stew ❤︎  Heket refuses to eat anything not made by you unless she is starving ♥︎ You like to package meals for Heket before you go on missions so she can still have your food. ꩜꩜꩜
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quotidian-oblivion · 8 months
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You know how animal bats locate things through echolocation? The human Bats traumalocate.
@sardonic-sprite
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writingmochi · 2 months
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txt (acronym of “tomorrow x together (read: tomorrow by together)) is a band from the korean label bighit music. txt releases their first extended play “the dream” back in 2019 and their debut studio album “band.txt” in 2020. the band consists of five (5) members, all are the singers of the group with each specified on one instrument. in 2021, they released their sophomore studio album “the_cha0s”.
genre: indie pop, indie rock, alternative rock, dream pop, pop punk
members:
soobin: leader, drums, percussion
yeonjun: bass
beomgyu: lead guitar
taehyun: keyboard
hueningkai: rhythm guitar
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the band’s and members’ instagram profiles (updated to chaos era)
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discography:
the dream (2019) ▶
band.txt (2020) ▶
the_cha0s (2021)  ▶
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cover insp hello radiohead 
tracklist (and additional explanations)
i wait
0x1=lovesong (i know i love you) (first single)
frost (third single)
rescue me
dear sputnik
when the sun hits
interlude: anamein
not mine
lo$er=lo♡er (second single)
let down
lean on me
ocean avenue
it’s my life
i miss you (blink 182 cover)
0x1=lovesong (say you love me)
the_fr3efall (2023)  ▶
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message to the moon: repost band.txt 2/3 from my old sideblog that was wrongfully deleted @imaginingmochi + i love that because there are two different verisions of lovesong that i can use both “i know i love you” and “say you love me” *wink* also 1/2 out of my bday gift to yall
taglist: @raeyunshm @leilasmom @evidive @boba-beom @endzii23 @fluffyywoo @camipendragon @hiqhkey @wccycc @cha0thicpisces @y4wnjunz @yeehawnana @beansworldsstuff @kimipxl @blurryriki @amazzwon @stayzentiny @rebsmoonn @angelbythewindow @ttyunz @fluffdiaree
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morallygreyyn · 1 year
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hisoka: you can return this, it was what i was gonna wear on our honeymoon night
y/n: there's nothing in here but lip gloss
hisoka: suffer
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morgansplace · 3 months
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soo... what's ur hc for lasko's middle name? mine is evan purely off vibes 🩷🎀
My hc for his full name is Lasko Isaac Moore. I had a couple of options when I was choosing it, but Isaac was stuck in the back on my mind and wouldn't go away.
For meaning and stuff about it, under the cut!
I'm pretty sure anyone who follows me knows about my whole admiration with Lasko's name. Because, sure, it is the name of a fan company, and yes, I'm sure Erik named him because of it, but I like to think there's more to it.
To me, Lasko's name is czech for "Love", like I've mentioned before. Isaac means "one who laughs; he laughs; he will laugh" and finally his last name, according to sources across the web, means "stately and noble"
So yeah! Lasko Isaac Moore, and my own interpretation of its meaning. Thank you so much for asking, anon!
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writersmorgue · 11 months
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Thank you for submitting @tisafinedayforsimping !! I see you all the time in my notifs ily 💜💜
Source @/hopeless-loverboy on tumblr
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birdsong-warriors · 2 years
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I love your Willowpelt design! Could we maybe see a full body of her?
Is now a good time to mention it's been changed? :'D Willowpelt, Stonefur, and all five of their kids got a redesign last week!
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From left to right: Rainwhisker, Sorreltail, Sootwillow (Sootfur), Stonefur, Willowpelt, Darkstripe, Graystripe!
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puyonauts · 8 months
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careful what you pack
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just-an-ari · 2 years
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headcanon- lena gets easily overwhelemed by hapiness, and her gf is there to kiss it better sfw here- (other version will be posted on twt in a bit, once ive had some food)
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lovesickrobotic · 2 years
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Aftercare headcannons?
Rated L for Lewd!
SC-01A - Kisses between your legs and on the tops of your thighs. Gently getting carried to a tub full of thematic flower petals - they Googled it - and goats milk, the scent of sex washed away with gentle touches. It's half massage, half washing, but all love.
DeepMind - Pillow-talk and staring into your eyes. Your cheeks are rubbed by soft fingerpads as she nuzzles you in an eskimo kiss. Your clothes are whisked away for washing, or perhaps for keeping. Her nose presses into your shoulders, into your neck, trying so hard to fill her sensors with your scent before her departure.
SH-4RP - Adoring looks, antennae drawn back in awe of your gorgeous body. Rhythmic wiping as your sex is accidentally overstimulated with a cloth, evidence of activity removed. Soft boops of his head into your thighs, stomach, and chest with cheesy kiss sound-effects as he makes his way up to your face.
BT-7274 - A nuzzle of his optic against your sex appreciatively, a single finger that traces across so slowly and delicately you press your thighs together and squirm. Appreciative humming from the machine, almost like a purr, as he thanks you for trusting him. Comments on the warmth of your body in precise degrees. Gentle one-finger brushes against your body, admiration of how small and beautiful you are in comparison to a Vanguard.
AM - Tentacles that path up your body. You hear cooing from all angles, like a crowd of himself is adoring every inch of you. The devious possessive curling of mechanical tendrils around your bosom, your hips, as he holds you as close as he can. Instantly heals the worst of anything and lets you feel the rush of synthetic opioids as dopamine cradles you to a peaceful rest.
HAL 9000 - Hugs you close to the buzzing wall with a mechanical arm, letting you hear him, and the ship, in its' life - like a heartbeat, capacitors and traces and spinning platters of data animating your lover. Adjusts your pillow perfect to your posture before you sleep. Watches over you valiantly as you rest, adjusting your blanket whenever it threatens to slip and expose you.
GLaDOS - Cleans you up intently, not a trace of sex, sweat, dirt or what-have-you left behind in her wake. Every movement is precise, aimed at the ideal of psychological comfort. Philosophical pillow talk about plenty of topics. The occasional comforting shoulder-pat. Long, soft rambling as she discusses flora or fauna with you to wind down.
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Headcanon #853
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The Mao family used to practice arranged marriages, or marriages based on the natural strength of their partner to ensure each following generation is always stronger than  or as strong as the last, which is why their genes give rise to extremely powerful children.  Mom Mao did not follow this principle out of her genuine love for Shin, but to avoid being ostracised from or judged by the clan, Shin never let anyone know what he looked like without his armor, which was fine by him since he hated being small. 
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Okay, so I knocked this out over lunch because it wouldn't get out of my head. No promises on spelling or grammer, but it's canon.
It's another in the Don and Angus saga! First drabble was here: https://www.tumblr.com/recklesslycaffeinated/694764394947723265/for-the-sake-of-argument?source=share
*SPOILERS FOR CHPT 21 OF SKELETON CREW*
Don collapsed shakily at his desk as the office door closed behind Sans. He only needed a moment, but he knew even a moment was too long to waste. He picked up his office phone and smashed the button for reception.
"This is Galbraith. Alert security. There's a escaped fugitive in the building."
An hour and an extensive search later, and Don was dragged in front of his bosses who demanded to know what he was playing at. Unsurprisingly, no sign of the short-assed Skeleton Sans had been found. And despite Don's protests, the receptions security footage didn't back up him.
Don was sent home early due to 'stress'. He clicked his tongue, frustrated. His bosses had never seen fit to allow him a half-day when he was stressed, but this they send him home for. Angus had the car today due to Don losing a bet over the outcome of a High Court appeal, so he stood grumpily waiting for a bus.
He went over the meeting over and over again in his mind. Nasty little creep. Comedian. Thinks he's better than everyone else. The idea any of that had been anywhere near you...
It wasn't until the bus pulled up Don remembered the paperwork he'd hurriedly pushed into his suitcase. He'd removed the file from his office before anyone could get in there and ask awkward questions. Sitting on a grimy seat, avoiding the chewing gum and leaning away from the man who smelt like fish, Don opened his briefcase on his lap. Everything was there, as far as he could remember. No doubt the Skeleton had made copies, though. That's what Don would have done. There would be a lot of very interested officials who'd love to run him in for distributing confidential documents.
Don felt a dismal lurch. This, right here, is why you didn't fuck around with the rules. He loved his job. He didn't want it taken away from him by a jumped up little psychopath.
Visions of what Sans might have done to y/n to get the file off of her... only added to the nightmare fuel his overactive imagination had been supplying him for the last three months.
He hadn't known when he'd got up today he'd be face to face with one of the three Skeletons by lunchtime. Didn't know he'd be trapped in his office trading barbs and debating the nature of justice with a serial killer. Not that anything the little creature had said had been particularly new or impressive. Don heard it all the time. In many ways, hearing an intelligent person justify their crimes was so much duller than an unintelligent one. The last murderer Don had dealt with had killed his next door neighbour because 'he annoyed her'. Blessedly simple, really.
Justice for the little guy. Is that really what Sans thought? An eye for a eye. So many think that if the implementation of law and punishment is taken away from government, the world would become a fairer place. Bull. Don came from a privileged background. And he knew that in anarchy, the wealthy would just pay for their version of warped justice. It can't be left to those with the biggest stick.
All those Monsters who'd been killed and their attackers just got away with it...
Don cursed the stupid little Skeleton for putting him in this dark mood. Just as he was shutting his briefcase, he noticed an envelope. It only took him a moment to recognize the handwriting.
~*~
Don was back home and well into the wine by the time Angus got home. A slight tilt to his eyebrow was the only suggestion that he was surprised to see him home so early. Though in true Angus style, he didn't ask but waited to see if Don wanted to tell him.
"I was sent home. For stress." He spat. "Because a homicidal bag of bones can apparently appear and disappear at will." Don caught the slight pause in Angus's moments. His eyes narrowed. "Is invisibility a Monster thing?"
Angus hesitated. "Not invisibility, I don't think."
"But?"
The Monster shrugged. Don sat in silence, fuming. It was always a bone (ha-fucking-ha) of contention between them. Angus kept him at a distance when it came to all things Monster. And while Don and Angus argued all the time - made a sport of it, in fact, there were some arguments which weren't fun. Some arguments, Don feared, which might make Angus realize what an incredibly swallow racist he really was. And if Angus left, now y/n was gone too, Don didn't know what he would do.
He flipped the letter across the table and picked up his glass of wine again.
Angus sat opposite and read through it slowly. "She seems happy."
"Good for her."
"This is what you wanted, isn't it? A sign she was okay?" His head tilted, his patient expression sharp as always. "Are you annoyed that she's okay?"
"No! Of course not. Maybe a little. I'm relieved she's alive. I'm relieved she's okay. I just... wished she had come to her senses." Don glowered. "This has nothing to do with the fact it's three Monsters."
Angus leaned over, covering his hand with his massive one. "I know that, Donnie."
Mollified, Don rubbed his brow. "I don't know what to think." Except for one, horrible, nagging thought. He'd assumed that Sans had threatened y/n into giving him the file. But she seemed genuinely smittened by her boney boys, if the letter was anything to go by. Would she have given it to him? Don couldn't, wouldn't believe that y/n would torpedo his life like that.
Faith came hard to Don. He'd been battered and bruised too many times. Something in him never allowed him to stop moving forward, but he walked more carefully than he had as a boy. Angus always said it was because he had a Purple Soul. Whatever that meant.
"Are you going to keep petitioning the courts about Sans?"
Don waivered, scowled. Shook his head. "That bastard all but admitted he killed at least the last three. How am I supposed to ignore that? Judge Dent may be a disgrace, but she got it right this once. Sans belongs in jail. He's a murderer. I..." his eyes flicked to the letter and away. "I don't know what to do."
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