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Thinking about mean and cocky Izuku Midorya who acts nice at first, trying to win you over and when you guys finally end up together,you find out what his real personality is.

He starts being more rough with you,he kinda pushes you around when you're standing in his way. He's not an actual evil guy,he just enjoys messing with you , a lot.

"just get out of my way, princess,don't piss me off"

He also likes manhandling you, not necessarily in a sexual way or something,but if you're annoying him he'll just easily pick you up and throw you on the bed, leaving you alone in the room because if he'll hear you talk any more he'll go mad.

He definitely grunts at you when he hears you saying nonsense, also rolling his eyes at you. Obviously he still loves you just as much but when you're being dumb and he can't help it but glare at you weirdly.

"Did you seriously say that? C'mon love,I thought you were smarter than that."

With time,Izuku also starts calling you names or swearing at you. If you're acting smart or cocky with him, he'll give you nasty looks that are also meant as warnings, like "Don't fuck around with me, smartass"

If he comes home from work and wants to spend time with you then you better get there and cuddle him. If you refuse to cuddle he'll forcefully pick you up, placing you on the couch, keeping your body pinned down. "You fuckin brat"

"Stop acting like a spoiled brat,don't make me kick your ass right now"

You also can't tell me this man wouldn't try to flex around other women, not because he's actually interested in them but because he wants you to see. He definitely wants to make you jealous in whatever way possible,he loves seeing you annoyed.

He goes around showing his body and flexing his biceps to others,also laughing and giggling alongside them. While doing that he takes small glances at you to see if you're watching him,if you're aware of what's happening. He loves the frown on your face.

Obsessed with Phasmophobia and Streamer!Katsuki.

TW: SWEARING

He would totally try to "kill" the ghost in the middle of a haunt.

100% die the most because he doesn't give a shit about the ghost and would rather fight it.

I love him for it

I think Kirishima would actually be the smart one in this and Kami would just try to find the closest hiding spot immediately.

Idk who their 4th would be, I think Mina would be truck momma and Sero would probably just be as db and careless as Katsuki.

I love them all.

Sketches and references:

Sending love ✨

HEY BITCHES GUESS WHO'S BACK

yes, aria's back. the same aria who hasn't posted in 18 days. what a long time i know

NO I SWEAR TO GOD I WON'T PULL A FULL APOLOGY OUT OF MY ASS

anyways guess who's planning to start writing a fic about the girls??? ME

oh also i posted the 3rd chapter of dare lovers today my brain hurts

aria rambling about her shit because she's bored

i'm sorry you have to read this

things i need to see, do and say before i book a plane to the philippines and lose my phone on my way to the airport

kidding, ofc

soooo i've drawn some marauders stuff that i'm too lazy to write 😍

it goes like they are on a vacation and they are in an antique shop and just staring like 🤩 at history, mary and peter running on the beach, marlene and james trying to push each other of the dock, lily and sirius rambling about their boyfriends and remus and dorcas talking about the war 🤺 and skipping stones, dorcas says " i'm putting my faith we all will get out of this" and remus is like "pinky promise?" they both laugh and dorcas replies "pinky promise" and then remus is alone on the same beach and yall are fucking liars

i went to a party (or whatever that was, hangout) with my friends yesterday and i imagine the marauderettes just in floofy pjs doing each other's nails and gossiping

dumbledore smells worse than socks worn for 5 eras

random wolfstar drabbleeeeee

alrighty

“mmph--” there was a voice heard.

“hm..?”

“did i wake you up?” a raven-haired boy asked.

“nah, woke myself up”

“what’s the time?” sirius asked, and he got himself up.

“11 o’clock”

“wha- how much did i sleep???”

remus shrugs. he raises his hand and pulls sirius back next to him. sirius lets out a groan. remus slowly moves his hand so he can hug his partner.

and bam, those two start the morning cuddles. *guys stop it’s too adorableee*

all of a sudden, a bang was heard. the two got up. but for what? an all-mighty karen broke their door so she can complain.

“youuuuu” the old woman said coldly.

“who?” remus asked.

“YOU, FAGGOTS” the karen screamed.

“bitch, what the f?” another voice was heard.

a random woman from the block just stood there, watching the karen having a tantrum or whatever she had, a seizure?

“why are you BANGING all evening???” the oldie said, accetuating banging.

“ i think you were the one who banged something” sirius said, subtly pointing to the door. “you’ll fix it. now, keep on steppin.”

the women left, leaving the door broken.

“that bitch, wont even fix the door. well, im too lazy” remus mumbled.

“yea, im gonna go do breakfast”

ok so

this is horrible

short and horrible

✨sirius headcanons✨

first

my poor child

hates being pitied

james calls him sirikins and it pisses him endlessly

enby (he/they/rai in no order of preference) (all pronouns are fine though)

+gay

my traumatized kid 🥺

they were with a dude named ethan who used sirius

once called mcg mom (he secretly doesn't regret it)

loves everything about remus

like remus with his self-esteem and sirius tells him he's beautiful and fluff and i skfisjk

queen all the way, excuse me!

he's a combo of killer queen, lady stardust and black dog

stop with ben barnes, my fancast for him is my classmate bc they're both twinks

sometimes still thinks about what walby would think of him

just. loves smells like teen spirit fsr

oh and maneskin

him + damiano = besties

pnuk

arsonnn commit arson on the immortal queen

gay gay gay

amazing person but he wouldn't admit it and he doesn't think that

would kill himself for his friends bc they've done sm for him

has a great collection of hair ribbons (from james who)

i bet hari had double the money in gringotts bc sirius and james exist and stuff

loves ramen

trauma and anxiety and all that bc the blacks ✨are being themselves✨

always knew dumbles was a sussy baka

was not on dumbledore's side. he was taught that only good and bad exist, nothing in between. so he joined dumbles to not be on voldemort's side (credits to re for this headcanon)

lily's platonic soulmate

was👏with👏marlene👏

was (and is) the nicest to peter (peter is a marauder jfc)

secretly or not so secretly loves abba

their hair.

secretly dorcas' bestie

does! not! hate! regulus!

sends small gifts to everyone

loooooooooong fingers (and he fills them up w rings and ah so pretty choke me with those fingers) eris you simp

i don't think i mentioned he's gay

not completly english. like he's from around 3872 countries

polyglot

amazing to simp on and i think we all agree to that

I tolerate this

I used Moringmark's Belos since i cant still draw his monster form

i'm sorry if the gun or how he's holding it is weird-

Experiment 184

Harpy Hawks x Scientist! Reader

Sequel - Crimson Pride

Warnings - yandere vibes but not really, forced breeding (for science <,<), non/dubcon, a needle is used once (1), ovipositor and oviposition(eggs), scummy company shenanigans, bondage and a voyeuristic Enji

Taglist - @mandalorian-baby-bird , @stainedglass-wings

“Another day, another dead intern. We do have a sign up on subject 184’s habitat that only females are allowed in, right?” You ask the only other main scientist as you waltz into the shared office space. “Yes, Nobara had posted it the same day we made that little ‘discovery’ but you know how these interns they hire are. They’re overeager kids who think if they figure out something no one else did then they’ll be set for life or something like that.” Shota’s tired voice answers back as you pass him his usual coffee, triple shot espresso with two sugars. “How’s the subject doing anyway? He always gets so grouchy after we have to sedate him.” You complain while your always tired co-worker pulls up a live camera feed.

“You tell me. Seems he’s been doing that since he was sedated so we could get the kid’s corpse out.” He tells you as you lean closer to look at the feed. Subject 184, or at least what you can see of him through the thick canopy, is flying up to the dome and trying to scratch the glass…again. “See, this is why I don’t like newbies having access to the habitat. Now I have to calm him down before we do anything else.” You whine as you collapse into your chair.

“Or we could just try to train him with the cloth again. He’s part bird, so it could work this time.” You glare at him while he settles into his chair, life sustaining coffee in hand. “Yes but unlike birds, he has an unreasonably high intelligence. Not to mention the way things ended last time we tried it, Dr. Usagiyama is still paying for therapy for the intern that went to check on him. Poor girl, hopefully guys like scars.” Shota chuckles and leans back in his chair.

“Don’t know about that but I’ll bet you lunch that the moment you step in, he’ll calm down and act like he’s the victim.” You stare at him and just turn to face your computer as you start your morning paperwork. “I don’t like bets that I know I’ll lose.”

~*~

Subject or experiment 184, depending on who’s asking for details, was a creature that had been found by your company’s founder Enji Todoroki on one of his excursions to some remote island. Supposedly the creature had nearly taken out the whole group until Mr. Todoroki had subdued the young creature, and now 19 years later you’re one of the only scientists left from the original team of 10. Now due to the creature, that team of 10 has been reduced to 3 with a fleet of interns to act as fodder for the creature’s talons and teeth.

When you originally joined, you were just a recent college graduate that had earned an internship in the prestigious Todoroki Group and you had been told you’d be doing grunt work for a special project. You were so excited that you didn’t even think to read the papers you were signing that said until you either died or suffered extreme injury that you could not leave the company or breathe a word of the project to anyone outside of the project about it.

You spent your time as an intern just logging meal times and reactions to different foods, the speed the creature always devoured meat and especially chicken was always a little terrifying. It wasn’t until you had rushed in to try and save a fellow intern from the creature’s talons that you found yourself catapulted into your role as it’s caregiver.

You were supposed to go home after feeding the subject, but the screeching and screaming coming from the habitat made you run into the glass dome without thinking to call for backup. You were greeted by the sight of the poor intern’s face cut and his shoulders were slashed, despite all that you focused on the adolescent creature that stood above him with his crimson wings stretched out to seem more intimidating than need be.

“Get away from him! Back!” You ordered the creature, your heart pumping loud enough to sound more like part of a drum than an organ. To your surprise, he listened and stepped back as you took more confident steps toward him and the injured intern.

After that day, he refused to listen to anyone but you. So the head of the study, Dr. Rumi Usagiyama, decided to see how long you’d last as the creature’s tutor, playmate, and food bringer. You’ve been able to last four years so far, but you really can’t help but wonder when will he finally snap and kill or maim you too?

~*~

Shaking your head free of your thoughts and memories of the past four years, you stand up with a loud yawn and stretch your stiff arms out. “Well I guess I should go check on him. Are you able to see what he’s doing right now?” You turn to Shota as you take your lab coat off and hang it over your chair. “No, he’s been keeping out of sight of the cameras for the past hour. Be careful going in there, the second you think you’re in danger just leave.” “Got it dad.” You roll your eyes and head out into the hallway, taking your time getting to the habitat.

‘Yesterday I went over how killing others is bad and I don’t approve of it, but I guess I’ll have to go over it again today. Maybe I’ll go over personal space too, he seems to always want to sit right next to me.’ You sigh and greet the security guards at the steel door to the habitat as you’re patted down before entering. The first thing you notice when you enter the rainforest-esque habitat is the damn humidity and the second is the number of bright red feathers everywhere you look.

‘Maybe he’s molting? It could explain his increased aggression. Something to check for, at least.’ You step further in and cup your hands around your mouth. “Keigo!” You call out and look around for the feathered bird man. You jump when feathered arms wrap around you and a nose is nuzzled into the back of your neck. “Keigo, no. You don’t sneak up on people.” You gently scold him as you put your hands on his arms and wait for him to move.

“Miss you, couldn’t help. Need show you.” Instead of simply letting go of you, he tugs on your wrist and tries to drag you deeper into the manufactured forest. “Keigo, we ask our friends if they want to go somewhere.” He stops trying to drag you off and pouts as he pivots back to face you. “Please come see. Better?” You nod and let him guide you to whatever he wanted to show you.

Despite his high intelligence and how quickly he grasped your language, he still prefers communicates with low pitched ‘peeps’ and chirps with others. A part of you believes it all to be him putting on a show to appear less intelligent, which has tricked interns and other scientists in the past into dropping their guard around him.

You observe your surroundings as you’re dragged to your destination and notice that you’ve only passed one of the twenty cameras in the habitat. Whatever it is that he wants to show you, he’s managed to build it completely away from the view of the cameras and the viewing platform at the southern edge of the habitat.

He stops just in front of a large jelutong tree, in fact you’d argue it’s the largest and fullest one in the habitat, and you turn your head as you look for whatever it is he wanted to show you. “Okay to fly?” He asks as he kneels in front of you. “Oh okay, just be careful Keigo.” You tell him as you climb onto his back and carefully wrap your arms around his neck, being considerate of his neck plumage. He stands and jumps before taking off, soaring up into the tree in just a few seconds and landing on a thick branch before a giant nest.

“Here, built for you.” He says as he kneels in the large wooden and feather covered nest to let you down. “You did a good job.” You compliment him as you study the well built nest.

It was probably about 28 feet wide and 20 or maybe even 22 feet deep. It also was extremely well built; made up of woven leaves, sticks and discarded feathers while more leaves and feathers were used to act as filler for the deep nest. It was also settled in the crook of several thick branches while canopied from above and had a near perfect view of the forest below.

“Well let’s sit.” You pat the spot next to you and he immediately sits, well more like flops, down next to you and wraps his larger back wings around the two of you. “Today, I want to talk about other people and how to treat them.” You push his blonde head away from your bosom as he drapes himself over you. “Which includes giving people their personal space. Keigo, I do not want you to touch me unless I say it’s okay.” You explain as you scoot away, but he just tilts his head and follows you.

“No, stay in your space. This here,” you hold your hands in front of you and literally keep him at arm’s length, “is how far I want you to stay back. If you can do that then I’ll brush your feathers out later.” You could almost swear stars appeared in his golden hued eyes as he nodded and backed away from you. “Good job, now stay there. Why did you attack the intern that came in last night?” Immediately his good mood turns sour and he leans back and crosses his arms.

“Strangers don’t belong. Only you and Bunny and Enji.” You stifle a laugh and sigh at his possessiveness of his ‘territory’. “Keigo, it’s okay for others to come in sometimes. They’re just checking on you or your food supply. No one else wants to take your territory from you, they just want to know you’re okay.” You explain as his face just turns more and more sour.

You wonder if he’s even listening to you as you try to talk to him about societal etiquette, like how murdering others is very bad, and the beeping on your wrist lets you know two hours has already gone by.

“Alright, I need to get going soon. First though, since you were good and gave me my space then I’ll brush your feathers out. You can come closer now, Keigo.” You lean back slightly as he bolts over to you and turns around and extends his wings.

You reach your hands up to the base of his enormous wings and run your hands down to the tips, collecting any stray or loose feathers and setting them aside. It’s quiet between you two as you card your fingers through the soft down gently and he all but melts with your touch.

“Please stay. I don’t want you to leave.” He mutters when you finish and give him a light nudge to try and get him off your lap. “I’ll come back in a few hours. I have to go back or others will come in here to try and get me out.” He grunts and stands, meanwhile you stretch your arms out before standing as well.

“I’ll be back with lunch, do you want chicken or pork today?” You ask him as you climb onto his back and wait for him to finish his descent to the ground. “Whatever you like. Food is food, I just want to eat with you.” If you were new to being his caretaker, you’d be a flustered stuttering mess. He says this everyday though so the magic has kinda worn off by this point.

“Alright, I’ll be back with some chicken then. Be good and don’t attack anyone.” You tell him as you hop off his back and head towards the thick security door. You throw him one last wave as the door hisses open and walk through, just missing the dark look on his face as the door shuts behind you.

~*~

“Everything went okay in there? I lost you on the cameras until you two appeared at the end of your visit.” You jump as Shota creeps up behind you. “Don’t scare me like that, old man! Yeah, he just showed me a nest he had made. I am concerned that he knows where all the cameras are though, but I know if we add more then he’ll just figure out where those are.” You sigh and lean against the plain concrete wall behind you.

“Why do I get the feeling that he’s going to try and escape one of these days? It doesn’t help that everything lately feels like a Jurassic Park movie.” You snort and turn to the older man with a quirked eyebrow. “With two major differences; we’ve got one creature to contain and he’s somewhat human and can be reasoned with. Last I checked, dinosaurs can’t be reasoned with.” You grin and walk beside him on your way back to the office.

“You’re wrong; you’re the only one that can reason with him. Even the boss and Rumi can’t get him to do what they say. Look, I just think you need to be more careful considering his attachment to you. I’m heading out early for the day, take care of yourself.” He walks off once you reach the shared office space. “Why does everyone say that? He’s listened to Dr Usagiyama before, I think.” You mumble to yourself as you begin to open the door but pause when you hear the company’s founder and the head of your project talking inside.

“Is he stable enough to be tested on? Just yes or no.” “It’s not as simple as a yes or no answer, Enji! Yes; he’s strong and resilient enough to handle testing, but he doesn’t actually listen to anyone. You’ve seen the reports of dead or fatally wounded interns, haven’t you? Imagine if he refused to cooperate with some of the tests and lashed out? You’d have more than just a few dozen dead interns to deal with.”

“Then make him stable enough. Drug him if you have to, I don’t care. I just want results and an answer to whether or not we can move forward.” You hear Dr Usagiyama scoff and you can’t help but want to do the same. “Look, I get that you think being able to mass produce harpies would make you even richer and everything but he’s still a living creature that we don’t know a thing about.” You cover your mouth as you hear a harsh smack in the dead silence between the two.

“You don’t know a damn thing. Either do what I tell you to or I’ll replace you and ruin your life, got it?” “…yes sir.” You quickly run down the hallway and hide behind a corner and watch the hulking figure of Enji Todoroki emerge from the shared office. You wait for him to move further down the hall before you go back to the door and knock before entering. “Hey, is everything okay? I just saw Mr. Todoroki leaving, are his panties in a twist again?” You jest as you enter and spot Dr. Usagiyama sitting at her desk with her back to you.

“He was just checking on our progress with Keigo. Nothing to worry about.” You try to get a look at her face but her silky white hair pretty much obscures every angle you could see her from. “Alright, I was about to go get lunch, just needed to grab my purse. Do you want me to get you anything? My treat!” You smile, but your smile dims when she just shakes her ‘no’. “If you change your mind, just text me.” You grab your purse and leave, your mind heavy with all that you overheard. In your distracted state you don’t notice the solid wall of muscles in front of you until you smack into it, probably breaking your nose.

“Ow, sorry. I wasn’t looking…” you trail off as you look up and at the face of the tyrant that was just in your office. “You’re the bird’s caretaker, aren’t you? I need to ask you something. Do you think he’s capable of breeding other species?” Your mind blanks as you process the question, sure as he’s gotten taller and grown lean muscle where his feathers aren’t has given your nightly fantasies plenty of fuel but you’ve never truly thought he’d even want to reproduce, let alone be in the same room as any other creature.

“If his issue with others ‘invading’ his territory is solved then, possibly.” The scarred giant puts his hand up to silence you and you almost wince, thinking he was going to do to you what he did to your boss. “Thank you for your answer.” Then he turns and walks away from you, leaving you standing in the middle of the empty hallway with an aching nose and a bad feeling in your stomach.

~*~

Later that night as you toss and turn in your small bed you can’t help but feel that ball of anxiety wound up and grow, even if you’re away from work and in the comfort of your cozy apartment. With a groan you get out of your bed and head into your tiny kitchen to fix yourself a cup of tea to attempt to calm whatever it is you’re feeling.

You turn the electric kettle on and turn around to get a tea bag when your mouth is covered by a gloved hand and a masked man grabs your arms and pins them above your head. You try to scream and when that doesn’t work you bite down as best as you can as another person appears from behind the bulky man and pulls something out of a bag.

Your eyes widen when the dim lights reveal the item to be a syringe, ready to be used. You struggle as best you can in the unknown man’s vice grip but your efforts are fruitless as the needle is roughly jammed into your arm and whatever is in it gets pumped into your bloodstream.

Within minutes you begin to feel weak and drowsy and the man practically holding you up now draws his hand back from your mouth, deeming you too weak to be able to call out for help. “Atta girl, just go to sleep. My partner and I will make sure you’re nice and ready to make some history.” The pair chuckle as you’re thrown over the larger man’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The last thing you’re aware of in your deteriorating condition is the other man digging around his bag for something and then your heavy eyes shut before you see or hear what it was.

~*~*~

Everything’s blurry and sounds so far away, like you’re in a tunnel, when you come around. Your head feels like it’s been filled with cotton or sand. You try to bring your hands up to rub your eyes but you can’t move them, in fact you can’t move anything! You can hear something or someone to your right but everything hurts when you try to turn your head.

You groan and open your eyes and flinch at the bright lights above you. Slowly you blink your eyes open and take in your surroundings. The first thing you see is green; a lush vibrant canopy of leaves up above you. Your eyes trail down from the leaves and down the bark of some very familiar looking trees before widening at the sight of Keigo chained to the wall to your left. “Ah, you’re finally awake. Maybe now your pet bird will calm down.” You whip your view towards the voice and spot Enji up on…the habitat’s viewing platform.

“Wuh ‘oing on?” You manage to mumble out, your tongue feeling like a dead weight in your mouth. “Hm, I guess those grunts used too much. Doesn’t really matter, breeding cows don’t need to speak.” Your eyes widen as he utters those words out and it’s then that you notice the cloying humidity against your bare skin, only your wrists and ankles covered by rough ropes.

“See Keigo? She’s fine, she just can’t wait to be your mate. Now calm down and let the medicine Dr.Usagiyama gave you work and you can go see her.” The man above you says dismissively as Keigo’s thrashing slows, his chains stop rattling and he stops his high pitched chirping.

You try to move, to cover yourself or get away but the ropes tethered to the ground keep you from doing anything but wriggle in the dirt. “Keep squirming like that and I’ll think you actually want this. You should be happy; you’re no longer going to be an overworked glorified zookeeper. You’ll even get to help usher in a new discovery, and you’ll keep doing so until you become infertile.” The scarred man explains as he watches you attempt to cover yourself from his gaze.

“Hm, those hormones should be effective by now. Keigo! Do you want to go play with your mate? Show her what her new purpose is?” You watch the birdman hesitate and then fervently nod, his chest heaving and wings twitching. You hear the man above you chuckle and then something beeps and your world is turned into a sea of crimson while feathered hands roam your helpless body. “S-top ‘eigo, I-I don’t want-“ you’re interrupted by his lips clumsily pressing against yours in an awkward and wet kiss.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. Just need you. Feel so full, I need your help.” He whines as he presses sloppy kisses against your lips then your cheek and then your neck. Leaving little nips, careful not to tear your skin with his serrated teeth. The same teeth you’ve seen him easily tear apart a cow’s carcass in seconds, are now carefully nipping at your sensitive skin like a playful lover’s.

You whine and clench your eyes shut when you feel something long and hot and wet press against your abdomen. Shivers run down your spine with each press of his lips against your skin and you rub your thighs together as best you can when you feel a heat begin to spread in your body.

“Keigo, n-not here. Please!” You beg as you close your eyes, unable to shield your body from the gaze of the man above you two. “Can’t wait, next time it can be in the nest.” He rushes out as he grabs your warm cheeks and coaxes you into a passionate and wet kiss, his tongue darting into your mouth to mingle with your hesitant one.

You whimper into his mouth as you feel something poke your lower lips before they’re parted and by the time your brain has caught up to the quick jab into your dry cunt, you’re already crying out in pain and thrashing to get away from him.

“St-top! It hurts! Please, just stop!” You throw your face away from Keigo’s searching lips as he stills inside your painfully tight walls, trying to force its current intruder out. “Is that any way for your mate to talk to you? Is it Keigo?” Enji eggs the harpy on, trying to get him to continue to breed you.

“No, but if it hurts…I’m sorry. Should have waited for you to be okay. I love you, I want to be your mate.” His voice faded off as he nuzzled into your neck, tender and sweet.

You hiccup and sob until the pain fades away, leaving just a dull ache between your legs. “Feel better?” He asks and waits for you to nod before he starts to move again, pulling out till just the fat head was inside and slowly moving in again. This time his whole length slid in until your hips were pressed flush against his. You bite your lip to keep from whining at the movement.

“Pretty mate, soft mate, such a sweet mate.” Keigo drunkenly mumbles into your skin, his feathers ghosting over your sweat covered skin. “A-aren’t you going to move?” You quietly stutter out, trying not to be heard by the scum watching you two. As if to answer your question, you feel something throb within you before a warmth floods your insides.

“Ah! W-what the hell is tha-ahhh!” You moan out as something round and heavy rolls into your womb and knock into your sensitive walls. “T-ten more, you can fit ten more.” Keigo mutters and chirps as that same pressure before appears again and again and again. Each time whatever the things are appear and get pushed into your stuffed womb, you can feel them knock into your walls and the pressure just pushes you closer and closer to something.

“Hm, so males of his species deposit eggs into their mates. Now what happens when a human gets stuffed full of those eggs?” You can barely hear Enji mutter above you two, your surroundings are getting blurry while the pressure within and Keigo’s minor movements are at the forefront of your mind.

“K-Keigo, no more. Please no more! I feel so full already.” You cry and thrash even though you’re bound and the heavy eggs inside keep you from doing anything but take what their sire continues to give you.

“J-just a few more, please. It hurts so much, mate can do this for me, right?” No matter how much you cry and beg, Keigo keeps giving those tiny thrusts that push the last of his eggs into your full womb. By the time the ninth one is pushed into you, you’re keening and arching your back as your body seizes up and your toes curl from the intense orgasm that ricochets through your body.

You’re panting and tears are spilling from your eyes as you lift your head and see your bulging stomach. You already look like a woman in the late stages of her pregnancy, there’s no way you can take anymore, right?!

You get your answer as your cervix is stretched one last time, this time though you can feel that the last one is larger than all the others have been and you grit your teeth in pain as it’s forced through to join the others. You cry out as Keigo finally pulls his long cock out from your stuffed body and flinch as he collapses next to you on the faux jungle floor.

“Congratulations, you’re now an incubator for his race’s new generation. Someone will be around in the morning to make sure you lovebirds have food.” You let out a weak sob as Enji’s parting words linger behind him, echoing in the recesses of your mind. “Thank you for being my mate, I’m so lucky to have met you.” Keigo pants into your skin as he cuts your wrists free from the ropes binding them. “I may need to make a bigger nest though.”

Those were the last words you heard before your body shut itself down, too tired and worn by the trauma and the breeding that was forced onto it.

Here ya go:

Sorry it’s bad, I made this at 12 am and then collapsed.

Who ever wins, I’ll draw them swearing + the subsequent reaction from the rest of the teetles

my friend: yeah she said he was an ick

me: well you know what they say about ick!

me: just add D!

my friend: …what the fuck

(and of course the friend is @xx-the-cringest-ever-xx)

me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit

mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters

me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU

Not to be dramatic but if I see one more person call the Lucanis romance shitty because he’s demisexual, I’m going to start biting

Just finished a modded Mass Effect play through and holy shit, I’m never gonna recover

I’m in love with this series. Does it have problems? Yes. But do I love it regardless? Yes

Bitches will play Thane’s romance and have their perception of love shattered

It’s me, I’m Bitches.

HOLY SHIT THIS IS NOT A DRILL

I AM SO PROUD OF HIM

YOU hates terfs

HOLY SHIT THE NEW HELLUVA BOSS EPISODE

After being in the Live and playing the new season:

I swear if ANYTHING happens to Ghost or the player guardian Imma lose my shit

I am still baffled by that post. Who the FUCK thinks of that even as a bit, even as a funny haha, who thinks of that and decides it’s fine to put up on the internet.

Doodled some Warrior cats! Meet Swanheart and her apprentice Goosepaw. Swanheart has swan feathers in her fur, trophies she took from a swan she fought. Goosepaw was given a goose feather by his mother, she claims the feather fell on her when she was contemplating a name for her kit.

Before anyone jumps my ass for the feathers:

I’m indigenous. Though I don’t look it and I’m a few generations out. Having feathers in hair/fur/as accessories isn’t racist, it’s literally a design choice.

I’m tired of seeing drama about things I like and being expected to stop liking it because the creator fucked up.

Like bruh, I understand the creator isn’t great, but I can’t be compelled to care-

Just let me enjoy shit without being bombarded by people calling me horrible things cause I enjoy shit

REMINDER TO TAG YOUR DISCOURSE AND CHARACTER CRITICISM

It can be super upsetting for someone to be scrolling through a fandom tag only to find someone talking about how a particular character is a shitty person or any other type of fandom discourse about their comfort characters. I came a across a post like that a few minutes ago and it really upset me seeing such an important comfort ship to me be so ruthlessly criticized for stupid things.

This is also for people who are scrolling through Tumblr and don’t want to see posts upon posts of discourse they don’t care about.

Keep in mind somethings deserve to be called out and criticized, though! Also don’t be discouraged from making character analysis posts and posts to let people know what you are uncomfortable with! Treat yourself AND others with respect!

This is important and completely true, a quick google check will tell you everything if you want to see. It took me, no sh*t, 5 seconds to fact check

White supremacy and colonization really forced that male/female binary onto so many communities, lands, and cultures, huh?

I’m back on my angst bullshit!

This time it’s Phil and Techno!

The Mama Puffy and Duckling!Dream fic is coming I’m just super nervous about writing something when I know it’s no longer just me reading it, but the fic is coming!

I still have the original fic I wrote for this idea, it’s finished, if anyone wants to see it. Be warned, it’s super angsty!

But onto the Anarchy Duo!

Since Philza has wings, the elytra, I imagine he’s a winged shapeshifter. I imagine he can shapeshift his wings from bug-like wings to feathered wings depending on what’s needed. In more summery environments his wings are Eyltron Beetle wings and in wintery environments his wings are feathered. He can also change them at will. Yes this is important.

I was listening to BeetleBug’s Edge of the World a while ago and got inspired and wrote a mini fic. I decided to include it in the Mama Puffy fic with a few changes so it fits better.

I’m imagining Dream attacking Philza because Dream decides the AAC is a threat to his power. Based off the song, Dream tosses Phil off of this ledge/cliff thing before disappearing like the cryptid he is. Phil is laying in the snow, injured, and making a loud keening sound, like an injured bird. Techno hears, comes running, and immediately panics upon seeing him bleeding into the snow.

Gods, imagine Techno, stern, scared of nothing Techno, losing his composure because he doesn’t want to lose Phil. He doesn’t want another person he loves to die. Imagine Phil, barely conscious, trying to comfort Techno, and even though he’s in extreme pain, because he’s a dad.

Later on, Techno attacks Dream on sight but then Puffy jumps in the way, blocking the hit with her shield while Dream runs off. An argument ensues, Puffy standing her ground against Techno, who towers over her. She won’t back down and as things get more intense, Phil limps over, silencing them both. He understands Puffy’s insistence on saving her son despite what anyone thinks, but he also understands how hurt and worried Techno is. He’s a dad after all.

Imagine Phil calming Techno down, urging him to open up a little, it’s not his responsibility to protect Phil even if Techno thinks otherwise. This tiny, bandaged up man, cupping Techno’s face in his hands, calming this mountain of a hybrid as he leans down to Phil’s level.

Puffy and Phil bonding because their both parents of some awfully trouble kids. Puffy swearing to Techno, like kneeling with her sword planted in the ground kinda swearing, that she’ll protect everyone. Gotta love BAMF Puffy.

I turn around and Destiel becomes canon for a fourth time. What a time to be alive.

I just can’t wait the fifth time going canon so I can get the space on my punch card filled, I want the free prize.

But seriously having my comfort ship go canon, despite the absolute fuckery it came wrapped in, is special to me. Supernatural is special to me.

uuhh

pretend you didn’t hear that error

oop

error should brush his teeth

they yellow asf

I bet that mofo’s breath stinks from eating all that chocolate

dirty ass hoe

i love this meme :))

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK FUCK