Today I Learned That Kylar Will Hang Around And Watch If They're In The Library While Leighton Punishes

how did egg end up in the beautiful town of rapecestershire? is he locally grown or just really unfortunate to end up in the UK?

Egg was born and raised there! Granted, he wasn't raised with other kids so when he first started going to the public schools he had to change his vocab and mannerisms (he was picked on relentlessly the first couple years for being "boring" and "old man-ish.")

And because of that, Egg doesn't really know of or acknowledge the rapey-ness of Rapecestershire. He really just kinda thinks the town's a bit odd, and that there's probably some giant BDSM ring somewhere that attracts particularly rough horny people to the town. Egg is sheltered rather heavily, though not through religious means like Sydney (Egg has basically nothing to do with the temple or cult)

What is Egg’s driving style? Do they got a shot on getting on Britain’s Worst Driver?

Egg is... a relatively good driver. might get distracted every now and then by conversation or smth on the side of the road but they don't exactly break any driving laws. they're a goody-two-shoes at heart </3 unfortunate

that being said, Egg doesn't drive their own car (they either walk or get chaperoned around) so they'd probably be a very inexperienced driver. maybe a 1/10 chance of getting on Britain's Worst Driver, unless they really wanted a normal driver on the show to emphasize how bad the other contestants are

dragon pc doodles part 2 most of them have words this time so if u can't read my handwriting, all the written words are in the img descriptions (also read it left to right, up to down. classic english comic style)

one day I might do img descriptions properly but I promise nothing

first sneak peek at the dragon PC and Kylar comic

in the very low res, very sketchy stage rn but i'd got like 1/3 of the intro panels done it will be very long, probably and it will also be a proper webcomic, so when I finish it I'll be posting it on a comic site and just showing u guys the link lmao

the duality of man

I supposedly posted all the ask event fics to AO3 but I don't know how to use that platform as a poster (esp since I posted it anonymously) so! idk we'll see i guess

edit: nvm i'm just impatient, the site did as it should've! you can find it here -> various short fics <3 it should make life a bit easier if anyone wants to scroll thru the stuff i put out during that event and future events

currently redownloading the Sims 4 so i can put all the DoL characters in a single world and just watch as shit happens

on an unrelated note;

worm Dragon PC (massive WIP)

@kayymint

tagged u so you'd know when exactly i posted this! yaoi isn't for the faint of heart but god i love these two. they're so silly. also i think i made Kylar a crybaby whoops

Thanks for participating in my ask event! It'll take me a bit but I'll get through all these requests—hopefully by the end of this week! Also, when I write trans characters, I'll still use the typical terms for their genitals. (pussy, cunt, etc for AFAB and cock, dick, etc for AMAB) It's just because I get confused when I switch them to be more gender-affirming. :) I'm trans myself (and don't see those words as gendered) so nobody gets to give me grief over it lmfao

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; Needy rat gets pampered by pastor boy

Prompt: Kylar x P!Sydney (Smut & Wholesome) / CW: unsexy crying, single "i'd rather kill myself", "planning" future children/pregnancy - both characters are male, Kylar = AMAB, P!Sydney = AFAB (dice rolls) + bonus F! PC and F! Sirris (only mentioned)

Barely Pure, Hardly Dirty

Sydney knew that Kylar had some issues, though he struggled to understand what the problems actually were. Such is the case with the current situation. Kylar was practically sobbing, his head buried in Sydney's lap as Kylar kneeled on the floor in front of him. Worse yet, Sydney's still trying to figure out why Kylar was crying. While he didn't get it just yet, he was still consoling the smaller man. He brushed his fingers through Kylar's messy hair and murmured soft, gentle words. When Kylar's crying finally reduced to sniffling, he lifted his head off of Sydney's now-soaked pants.

"Are you alright? Can... I ask what happened?" Sydney spoke softly, still petting the other man's head. For once, Kylar wasn't pulling away from the touch. He tended to hate physical contact, especially when it was from Sydney, but it seemed he's had a sudden change of heart. Kylar had burst into the library, just as Sydney thought about closing up and heading off to the temple as per normal, and clung onto Sydney before he could even stand up from his chair. It made him worry, though a smaller, crueler part of him was overjoyed that Kylar sought comfort from him specifically.

"S-She hates me. She s-said s-she'd rather kill herself than b-be my girlfriend." Fresh tears rolled down Kylar's cheeks as he hiccupped out his woes. Sydney frowned, already knowing who he was talking about. There was this girl that Kylar seemed to have a hearty crush on, so much so that even Sydney figured it out just after one or two rainy days when she came into the library during the lunch break to study. Kylar couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of her, and though she seemed nice when Sydney had spoken to her, apparently she didn't appreciate Kylar's affections.

"It's okay." Sydney didn't really know how to respond, at least not without dismissing her or Kylar's feelings. The temple didn't tend to teach things like neutral comforting, but he still wiped Kylar's tears away with a careful thumb. "I'm... sure you'll find someone who likes you as much as you like them." He settled on, though he wasn't confident Kylar would take it well. The smaller man tended to be temperamental and combative towards Sydney, so he didn't instinctively have high hopes.

Kylar sniffled once more, silent for a moment, before he buried his head in Sydney's lap again. With a soft, empathetic sigh, Sydney reached over and put up a sign that said "CLOSED" on his desk. "I'm afraid the school's closing soon, so we can't stay here. But, if you want to, we can go back to my house." Sydney offered quietly, and frowned a tad when Kylar had no response. He was probably hesitant about something, not that Sydney blamed him. This was the first time they've talked in some years., or, at least talked about something of importance. "...My mom won't be home until later, if you're worried about running into her." He continued, rubbing Kylar's back. He sat up straight when Kylar slowly nodded, standing up and looking at him sadly. Expectantly. Sydney smiled softly at Kylar and guided him out of the library. He didn't say anything or move away when Kylar grabbed his hand and stuck close by his side on their way to his house.

The impromptu hang-out session at Sydney's house was more or less an incoherent ranting session from Kylar while Sydney tried to comfort him, but, surprisingly, it wasn't the last time Kylar came over. He began to frequent Sydney's house, dragging the devout boy from the library the moment he put the sign up and had his bag on his shoulder. The conversations they had also began to steer more away from the girl Kylar liked, or had liked, now, and more into things they enjoyed currently. Kylar would chat about whatever anime he was watching currently, and Sydney would respond with correlating stories he had heard of from history or English class. The longer it went on, the more... intimate their hang-outs got. It was almost like an after-school date multiple times a week. They'd chat on the couch and eventually end up cuddling as they watched some show on the TV. Sydney even started cooking dinner for Kylar whenever he was over, if just to keep him for a little longer.

Then, one day, Kylar kissed him. It was when they were cuddling and watching some anime Kylar had put on, during a particularly drawn-out section between characters neither of them liked. Kylar had his head leaned against Sydney's collarbone, before leaning up and pressing Sydney's lips against his, only to break it a moment later and rest his forehead on the taller man's shoulder instead. Like it was the most natural thing in the world. Sydney was shocked and flustered, obviously, completely frozen in place after having his first kiss so easily stolen. Seconds later, Kylar also stiffened up, seeming to have finally realized what exactly he did.

"A-Ah, wait, I didn't- W-Well, I did, but-" Kylar started to panic, and Sydney could feel him begin to tremble from where they were touching. Before Kylar could spiral any further, Sydney wrapped his arms around the smaller man's waist and held him close. He turned his head to press a tender kiss to Kylar's cheek, then leaned his head against his. "It's alright, I was just caught off guard. Just warn me next time." Sydney cut off Kylar's rambling, smiling faintly to himself as he felt Kylar's trembling stop almost entirely.

"...N-Next time?" Kylar's voice was small and fragile, but dripped with hope. He even lifted his head to look directly into Sydney's eyes, tears pooling in the rims but not falling just yet. Sydney could feel his cheeks growing warmer and his heart trying to skip a few beats. "I- I mean, yeah. But, well, it depends. Would... you want to be my boyfriend?" Sydney dared to ask, pausing between words as he mustered up the courage to say such a thing. Truthfully, he's had somewhat of a minor crush on Kylar ever since they were little. It never really went away, even after they stopped seeing each other so much, and somehow it didn't dim when Kylar had begun being mean to him or when Kylar had gotten his own crush on someone else. Finally being close to Kylar again had gotten his old feelings to swell, almost to a painful amount.

Kylar's eyes widened and a few tears escaped, which made Sydney himself panic a bit. "Oh! S-Sorry, it was a silly offer, huh? You don't have to-" "Y-Yes. I'll be your boyfriend, and you'll be mine. Forever." Kylar cut him off this time, already leaning forwards and kissing him again. It was intense in the way that Kylar mashed their lips together. Neither of them were used to kissing, so it wasn't a pretty affair, but it didn't necessarily matter. Not to them, anyways.

The series of kisses devolved into hungry lapping and nipping, mainly from Kylar as his hands began to wander, but it's not like Sydney wasn't participating in it too. Lust had always been a bit of a foreign thing to him, given the endless warnings from the temple, but it was overwhelming in this moment. He only snapped out of his stupor when he felt Kylar's fingers brush against his chastity belt, hand fully under his pants and boxers. He could feel Kylar's huff of frustration against his skin as the smaller man palmed Sydney through the metal cage covering his genitals. Though, the irritation seemed to give way to some kind of intense joy when Kylar's fingers just barely swiped at the wetness beneath the bars.

"Hehe... F-For a moment, I was worried we wouldn't be able to have kids of our own. N-not that that's a bad thing. I'd be happy t-to adopt as well." Kylar purred quietly, probably only to himself but it made Sydney flush dark as well. "W-We should wait before trying to have any kids. I don't think my mom would approve of rushing things like that." Sydney frowned vaguely, kissing Kylar's cheek when the smaller man inevitably began to whine. "Besides, it's... difficult to get pregnant with a chastity belt on."

"Then we can get married. Y-You'd be able to convince the temple to take it off if we were married." Kylar guided Sydney through taking his clothes off, though it was more like he stripped Sydney himself and Sydney was just proactive in helping. Kylar's eyes roamed around the taller man's body, but constantly flew back to the cage and belt, clearly wanting to take it off too but unable to do anything other than pathetically stare at it. "I- Well, I guess, but that's... a way's off. You'll have to be patient." Sydney gently reminded, his cheeks growing ever warmer under Kylar's gaze. He looked like a starved man that had a king's feast laid out in front of him. Hungry. Sinful.

Kylar grumbled initially, probably going to retort Sydney's words, but he ended up making a lewd whiny sound instead as Sydney groped him through his pants. Kylar was certainly more forward than Sydney, but it's not like Sydney didn't want to return the affections. He tentatively massaged Kylar's already half-hard cock through his clothes, feeling how the flesh moved beneath and relishing in how the smaller man responded to his thorough touch. Kylar, however, moved away before Sydney could get a better look or feel of it. He backed up and laid himself down between Sydney's thighs, lapping eagerly at the small gaps in the cage and making erotic sounds whenever he got a taste at the pussy beneath.

Sydney gasped and tangled a hand in Kylar's already messy hair, encouraging his reverent licking and prodding with some quiet moans. He'd let out a particularly loud gasp when Kylar managed to get a good flick of the tongue on his clit. Maybe not masturbating for so long has made him sensitive or something, because he could already feel his climax approaching just from some minutes of this almost-teasing tongue work. "I-I'm..." He barely managed to get out that much before he was roughly grinding against Kylar's mouth with a broken moan.

He felt incredibly shameful, some clarity finally returning, though he felt blood rush to his head when he saw Kylar sit up. Kylar's dick looked painfully hard, red at the tip and drooling pre-cum. But, he didn't really think to help Kylar out with it, given how furiously the smaller man was jerking it off. The movements made such warm, wet noises, and it made utterly lecherous thoughts pop into his head. Kylar's eyes switched between trying boring a whole through the chastity cage and looking directly into Sydney's. He came soon after with a stifled cry, panting as he tried to get his cum exclusively on Sydney's cage. He giggled blearily as he watched the creamy substance dip beneath the bars, and Sydney shuddered when he felt the warmth from it on his still-wet skin.

"T-There. Now there's at least a chance of it..." Kylar sounded all too pleased with himself, and Sydney pouted at him. "You know, you could just join the temple. We could get promised to each other." Sydney gracefully advertised, smiling with a chuckle as Kylar began to grumble and stew. Sydney pulled Kylar close, preparing for another cuddle session, but he froze in complete terror as he heard the front door start to unlock. He'd have a lot of explaining to do.

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to add on to the Kylar and Sydney scene in the library that I didn't share the first time around bc I didn't realize this was a scene ppl didn't know much abt

Sydney also gets edged via Kylar interception

As you're about to head in and get changed for swimming class, you notice a commotion. A group is blocking the doorway of the girls' changing rooms. In front of them is a shaggy, blonde-haired figure who dons a slightly scuffed boys' school uniform. They seem to be one of the orphans, but you haven't talked to them before. They stand impassively at the band of girls blocking their path.

"We've told you before that you can't come in here," one girl says. "Not until you ditch that weird getup, anyway. You'll make us uncomfortable."

"I bet dressing like that gets you wet, huh? Or hard," another girl giggles. Barks of laughter can be heard further back in the changing room.

"God knows what's going on down there," the first girl smirks. "But I suppose we can let you in so long as we get proof. Show us your quim."

It happens so fast you're not even sure if it's real. The blonde figure takes a step to the leader of the girls, and throws a punch to her face. A defeating 'thwop!' and 'crack! ' can be heard as she falls to the floor. A tall girl reaches for the blonde, but they grab her by the collar and give her a swift kick to the shin. As the tall girl hisses in pain, the figure continues their onslaught and headbutts her. As the second girl crumples to the floor in pain, they turn to the rest of the girls, who inch further and further away. (+Stress)

"You fuckers know damn well that I have a right to be there, the same as you do," the blonde says. This voice is rough and impassioned, full of malice. "I wasn't even going to fucking change there, anyway. I left something in my locker. Will you let me in or will I have to do this the hard way?"

There's no more protest. The girls all but melt away in fright as the violent figure stalks into the room. As they do that, though, they throws a backwards glance to the crowd that's formed in front of the changing rooms, and makes brief eye contact with you. There's something in her eyes that makes you recoil in fear. (+Stress) The door closes behind them, and the whole episode is over.

You've met Angel the Vengeful. Seems to be a pretty colorful character, from the looks of it. You'll probably run into her soon enough.