father daughter braiding time 💖💕
father daughter braiding time 💖💕
Tried a different brush for line Art I’m in love with it
Here’s some fantasy OC art
This time of the Nightcella family (their official designs)
They’re all important bitches
Here’s Travis (18/19 in official story)
He’s a morally Grey guy. Very, very Grey. Also he’s a fire worshipper (mark is on the back of his neck)
His younger sister Midnight (17/18) her dark mark is on her back
Queen of Darkancia, she’s a girl who does horrible things but with reasons behind them.
And the baby Raven (13/14) her fire mark is on her ankle
She’s trying her best. The only one in the family who is truly good.
Also these two aren’t technically Nightcella’s but they married into the family so….
Martina Rizzi (17/18) her mark can be seen in the photo
Sweetheart, who did bad things, but still a sweetheart. Travis’ sweetheart to be specific 😏😏
And Roman Lukovic (18/19) Dark worshipper (the mark is on his left knee)
Midnight’s 😘😘 if you get my drift. He’s a schemer but I still Like him
And Michael Lawson (13/14) (nature worshipper, mark on his right hip)
It’s not coloured I’m afraid 😅 he’s the ultimate softie, who hasn’t done anything drastically horrible, and I love him
Since I’m practically ded here and it makes me feel bad have some secret character concept art-
huge thanks to @fw00shy for encouraging me to try my hand at this! i decided to follow their lead and write a microfic for each of my top 5 most repeated songs on spotify. tagging @graymatters, @americanmoths, and @wheezykat, and obviously anyone else who wants to share their top 5 (+ maybe write microfics for them?).
#5 is a bit nsfw.
1. good 4 u by olivia rodrigo
Harry just barely avoids shattering his glass of firewhiskey when he slams it down on the table. He doesn't notice, too entranced by pale hands on Astoria's waist, lips curved in a smile and pressed to her ear, silver eyes resolutely not meeting his own. Harry can still feel the ghost of those hands and lips tracing paths along his body, can still see those eyes pooled with wonder and ecstasy and open affection.
He orders another firewhiskey. Drains it. Orders another. And another. And another.
Long after the spin of apparition, his stomach is still twisted in on itself.
2. kissing other people by lennon stella
"How did you know?" Draco asks, interrupting Potter mid-story. Potter tils his head, lifts his brow. Draco immediately regrets opening his mouth and shifts uneasily on his broom. "With Ginevra. That you weren't... you know. Anymore."
"Weren't, what? Still in pieces over her?"
Potter's eyes bore into the side of Draco's face, even though he refuses to return the gaze. Finally, Potter shrugs. "I stopped wishing everyone I was with was her."
Draco hums, considering. Silence settles between them as they hover beneath the starlit sky.
"Still wishing everyone you're with was Travis?"
Draco finally looks at Potter. "No." He gives a small shake of his head, a small smile. "No, I don't think so."
The grin he receives in return is nearly blinding in its brilliance.
3. fuck up the friendship by leah kate
It was supposed to be easy. A mutually beneficial, easy thing to get their respective friends off their backs and possibly pay them back for their blind date ambushes and constant nagging.
But there was nothing easy about Potter's hand at the small of Draco's back or his arm draped around his shoulders or their fingers laced together. Not a single part of going on double dates to maintain their cover was easy, nor was that spike of something hot and uncomfortable clenching in Draco's chest when Potter was chatted up at the bar by some meathead, despite Draco knowing none of this was even real. And yet Potter made it seem easy, returning to his seat and calling Draco darling and pressing his lips to Draco's, as if them being together was the simplest thing in the world.
It was dangerous, the game they were playing. Testing the boundaries of their friendship, flirting with the line that, once crossed, would either unravel four and a half years of hard work or tip them into new, terrifying territory.
And, well. Neither was really the type to back down from a challenge.
4. make believe you love me by matthew slater
"Er," Ron says and coughs into his fist. "Well. Right then. Up you get, you lug."
Harry pushes past a stunned Parvati, equal parts curious and frustrated. Malfoy is apparently in bed, barely stirring at their arrival, whilst they'd been working their arses off the past few days to find each other and a way home and this prat has been sleeping the whole time and — oh.
Malfoy's not alone in the bed.
Malfoy's tanned, messy-haired lover must be a deep sleeper. He sleeps on, unperturbed by their presence or Malfoy's squawking as the blonde git fully wakes and looks as though he's been caught out.
He's wide-eyed and paler than normal, duvet pulled up to cover his chest, though Harry can still see love bites peeking out. Malfoy catches sight of Harry and somehow pales even more. "It's not what it looks like."
"'Course not." Ron grins, delighting in any opportunity to take the piss out of his Auror partner, even despite their dire circumstances. "Any questions? Harry?"
Anything Harry might've asked dies on his lips as the man in bed with Malfoy shifts, wrapping an arm around Malfoy's middle and tugging him closer, exposing his face and lightning-like scar for the first time.
"I have a few," Parvati says.
Malfoy throws a pillow at them, then another. "Get out!"
"Draco? Sweetheart?" This dimension's Harry finally stirs and blinks groggily, taking in Malfoy and the rest of them. "Er, what's going on?"
5. striptease by carwash
"You have to be quiet," he admonishes, but his eyes and tone contradict his words, and you've never been able to take him too seriously anyway, much less when he has his hands up your jumper and his mouth latched onto your neck.
"They'll hear you," he mumbles against your skin.
You huff a laugh as your head falls back against the cold bathroom tile, giving him better access, your arms still wrapped around his shoulders. "I'm not the one taking his sweet time. The ceremony starts soon, you realise."
He pulls back, his grey eyes narrowing into slits, and you merely grin in response. He starts to step away from where he has you pinned against the wall. "Well, if this isn't to your liking—"
You roll your eyes and haul him back in, capturing his lips in a searing kiss and fumbling with the button and zip of his trousers. "I'm just saying, it's a big day for Scor, I—"
He groans as he reaches into your pants, more out of exasperation than in a sexy way. "Please don't talk about our son while I'm pulling you off. It rather ruins the mood."
You snort but immediately relent, suddenly grateful for the support of the wall when he does that thing with his wrist you like so much. "Oh, fuck," you gasp out. A long, broken moan follows.
He breathes out a chuckle against your lips and says, "Quiet," before giving you multiple reasons not to be.
Travis the Mobster
Comm from @fangedwife 4 @silas-ships !! 💥
What da heck queer cat
I’m gonna say this because it needs to be said...
NOT ALL VICTIMS WANT THEIR ABUSER DEAD.
First of all this narrative that all victims need to hurt or destroy their abuser in order to move on is so outdated and puts pressure on abuse victims.
And second Caleb has come a VERY long way but I always felt and it seems Liam feels the same way, that Caleb is still not mentally ready to face his abuser in combat. He still doesn’t want to face him after all this time and THAT’S OKAY.
One day he may be ready to face icky-thong but for now he’s not ready and I think that’s very realistic role playing that I respect.
So I've been thinking about making a smau/ choose your own adventure story like deal in which it's like a dating sim/Otome and you can choose which character you want to romance.
Here's a conversation that's just been living in my head:
Don't worry about them. They've come to the conclusion they're a twelve-year-olds creepypasta oc, and they just can't seem to handle this reality or the next.
Stop telling people that!!!
I'll write an oc insert with the yandere oc your choice and whatever you’d like to happen if you can guess both characters correctly. Using they/them pronounce not to give it away.
The Fox, the Peacock, the Bee, and the Butterfly.
warnings- sexual content, all manor of kinks,
slight oral fixation
DDD American sizes
GGG Japanese sizes
body worship (receiving)
Drew my ddlc oc Kiko
This is the new design for my OC Travis Baker.
Mischief with the babysitter~
Results of the request stream.
Trevor belongs to @xenofg6
Gosh, I wonder if Liam will mention that Caleb is in love with Jester tonight