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My two oc’s

Joyous and Tusha ❤️

Joyous is a ring seal and is terrified of Tusha who is a orca

i also used a base for this drawing because i wasnt bothered to draw the anoatomy

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I miss my old account :(

Miss you purityonice i wish i remembered my password!

mmmm high lord katsuki and new attendant reader…

he’s a cold man, with an icy stare and a fiery temper that is set off at the drop of a hat. the high lord katsuki has a reputation for being harsh on his peers and servants alike, though he has enough political sense to keep the peace.

he’s from an important family, born and bred with a silver spoon in his mouth and taught all of the niceties of good society. katsuki has read all of the classics and, in addition to an impressive family home (which he manages along with familial business), he has an extensive library, which he visits frequently.

you are low-born, only granted to opportunity of reading because your father taught you before he passed away. you’d been forced to find work when he passed and, by some stroke of luck, someone in the kitchens was willing to take you in and have you keep inventory for a small monthly salary. reading and writing comes in handy for that.

you consider yourself unlucky, however, at being noticed by katsuki’s first officer and personal attendant, kirishima, who happens to be of common birth with a position that should belong to a noble and thus, outranks you. well, just about everyone our ranks you. it’s him who recommends you for the “promotion” and lands you in katsuki’s personal office in the main house.

“my lord,” he says, stepping into the room with the comfort only a noble could have. “i’ve brought them.”

“who?” katsuki doesn’t raise his head. his voice is low and gravelly.

“the new serving staff, my lord,” he states. “the one from the kitchen inventory.”

katsuki looks up at this, his gaze unimpressed and unyielding. he looks you over for a moment, staring as if to size you up.

oh, he’s beautiful. it’s shameful thing to think of such a harsh man, but it’s the truth. he almost looks like a painting, with hard set eyes and round lips. you’d expected someone frightening, with harsh features and sharp, cutting proportions befitting of a man with rumors like the ones surrounding him. instead, the man who sits before you seems a prince with a slightly colder gaze. you suppose that his beauty is drowned out by the other rumors surrounding him.

“you said they could read?” katsuki snaps.

“yes, my lord,” he responds.

katsuki doesn’t comment on this, instead, he shifts his gaze to you and harshly barks a question.

“you’re willing to work?”

what does that matter? you don’t have much of a choice.

“yes, my lord.”

“very good,” katsuki says. “kirishima, see her to her quarters.”

kirishima excuses himself and you bow deeply and do the same. katsuki’s gaze lingers on you for a moment as you bow. it is so intense that you can almost feel the moment he tears it from you and returns to pouring over the papers in front of him. he does not look up again as you shut the door.

katsuki gives the impression that he is made of stone, stubborn and immovable. you imagine that his peers have trouble convincing him of anything and you briefly wonder, judging by the hard look he’d given you, if you’ll run into the same trouble.

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New king!

This is most probably 100% my imagination, but like… do y’all see the potential of the ship the way I do?

I must say tho, that the facial expression animation was like one of my favorite things in the movie.

Actually crazy because i’ve been thinking about this

Okay so my dad just came up with this amazing theory on why Dale failed. He didn't take one of the slips of paper from the bottle tree.

The numbers written on the paper aren't dates, but coordinates. So if he had taken that piece of paper, he would have been transported to that place. Guaranteed.

Now you may be wondering what about Tabitha? She didn't have coordinates. Oh hoh but she DID. In was written in the lunchbox. That's how she ended up in Maine.

Thank you and also fuck Dale. Hated that piece of shit. Brutal ending but, y'know, maybe don't be an asshole and make everything worse.

Gentle Training - Equius X Reader

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“Hi, Equius!” you beamed.

“Greetings, huma-I mean, (Y/N).” Equius rubbed his head. “May I come in?”

“Of course!” You stepped aside so you could allow him to enter. “What brings you here?”

“W-well…” He stopped, glancing around nervously. “I need a towel.”

“Oh, here!” You tossed several to him that you always had captchalogued. Just in case.

“Thank you, (Y/N).” Equius dabbed at his forehead. “Can we continue our…training?”

“Sure!” You lead him over to the couch. “Sit, please!”

Maybe an explanation is due?

Everyone knows how strong the blue-blood is, and how he can easily hurt someone without meaning to. For the past few weeks, you had been ‘training’ him to control his strength. Sure, you received a few bruises here and there, and he almost broke your arm at one point, but it was worth it.

“How shall we do this, (Y/N)?” Equius fiddled with his towel.

“Hmm, you could try patting my head,” you suggested.

“I do not wish to hurt you, but if you insist.” He reached out his hand and gently patted your head twice. “How was that?”

“That was good!” you grinned. “Didn’t hurt at all!”

“Oh my, that is good.” Equius smiled, showing off his broken teeth.

“Next, you should…I dunno, try whatever you want,” you shrugged. “Don’t be afraid, okay? It’ll be fine.”

“Alright.” He brought his hands over to your sides, stroking gently. “Does this hurt?”

“Nope! You’re-AH!” You yelped in surprise.

“Forgive me, (Y/N).” Equius backed off. “Perhaps we should stop before I injure you further.”

“No, it didn’t hurt!” you protested. “I’m just…you know…ticklish.”

“Oh, I see. Still, I do apologize.” He reached for another towel. “You worried me for a moment.”

“Sorry. But that’s good, it didn’t hurt!” You glanced off to the side. “I mean, you could do it again, maybe. If it helps you, then it’s okay.”

“Really?” Equius squeezed your sides, flinching at the sound you made. “Did I-”

“I’ll tell you if it hurts,” you interrupted.

“Alright.” He stroked and squeezed your waist, allowing a small smile to grace his features as you giggled. “Is this…enjoyable for you?”

“A bit,” you admitted. “I mehehehean, it’s not bahahahad.”

“Pardon me for saying this, but I think it’s cute,” Equius blurted out.

“Really?” You blushed through your giggles.

“Really.” He hesitantly nuzzled his nose into your neck, making you squeal. “Is this alright?”

“Yehehehehes!” You snorted once, batting his hair away. “Yohohohour hair tihihihickles!”

“Apologies.” Equius brought two fingers under your chin to lift your head up. “So…it tickles?”

“Are you teheheheheasing me?” You tried to bite his fingers playfully.

“I might be.” He smiled again as you pressed yourself against his chest. “Why?”

“Makes it tihihihihickle more,” you explained.

“Oh…well then, how does it feel knowing you can escape my STRONG grip? Is it…maddening?” Equius walked his fingers up your sides and under your shirt. “Perhaps exciting?”

“Hahaha, the anticipation is killing mehehehe!” You squirmed, gasping as he brushed against your stomach. “Noooooo!”

“Hmm?” He tilted his head. “How interesting.”

“Horse boy, no,” you scolded. “I command-NO!” That was weird, he NEVER disobeyed commands. “CUT IT OHOHOHOHOHOUT!”

“Do you really wish for me to stop?” Equius tilted his head.

“I-I-” You tried to push his hands away. “LEMME THINK!”

“Oh, of course.” He retracted his hands and waited patiently as you breathed heavily. “Apologies.”

“It’s okay, gihihihive me a moment.” You took a few deep breaths. “Y-you…you can keep going,” you nodded. “It’s, um, important for your 'training’, I guess.”

“If you insist. But if you truly cannot take it anymore, say…” Equius thought for a bit. “Sagittarius.”

“Strange, but it works.” You crossed your arms behind your head. “Go nuts.”

“Alright.” He wiped himself off with the towel before proceeding. “May I tease you?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHES!” You realized you would regret that almost immediately. God, you were so stupid.

“Does this tickle?” Equius slowed to gentle strokes. “Or how about this?” He sped up again. “Or this?” He added his nails. “Which do you believe to be the most effective?”

“THIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIS ONE, THIS ONE!” Holy crap, it was bad. But he was having fun, and that was all that mattered. You’d live. Maybe.

“Excellent. I just hope this as enjoyable for you as it is for me.” And he was still being so nice about it.

“MAHAHAHAHAHAYBE A LIHIHIHIHIHITTLE!” You screamed as he squeezed one of your knees curiously. “EQUIUS, NO!”

“Equius…yes.” Equius stuck out his tongue like a child. “You wanted this, after all.”

“I-I-” You stumbled over your words. “OKAHAHAHAHAY, YEHEHEHEHES! I DID, WHATEVER!” You hissed as he squeezed a little too hard. “CAREFUL!”

“Please do forgive me, (Y/N).” He scooted away guiltily. “But…thank you for everything.”

“Huh? Don’t thahahank me.” You pushed yourself into a sitting position. “Thank you for putting up with this 'lowblood’!” You put air-quotes around the word.

“Don’t mock me, human.” Equius poked your stomach.

“Ehehe, try and stop me, Zahhak,” you challenged.

“Is that…an order?” He tilted his head.

“Uh.”

“…I need a towel.”

If requests are still open and it's not too much trouble, can I request Bull Guzma, Adaman, and Leon reacting to S/o pregnancy? (Ps Please have a Happy Thanksgiving.)

Aaaaaa Happy Thanksgiving this is my gift to you! I'm grateful for all my readers!

Bullfarm au! Pokemen react to S/o's pregnancy

(feat. Guzma, Adaman, Leon)

Cw: pregnancy talk, all about babies!

Guzma

Puffing out his chest in Pride strutting around like he's the giant bull on the farm, he's a winner, and he knows it, wearing the fact that he is The Big Bad Guzbull with a pregnant mate as a badge of honor, rubbing it in the faces of all the other Bulls that he was the one who claimed S/o. With you by his side he feels as though he could take on the sun and win. Behind that prideful bull was a terrified one. Frantic and worried for your safety, he demanded and even forced you to stay in this soft nest of blankets that he had stolen and made for you. This big bad ball Cooing soft words of endearment as he snuggles closer to you to keep you warm. Refusing for you to go anywhere else but by his side because to him he is the only one that can protect you and if anything happens to you he would never forgive himself.

Promising to you that he would be the best father to your calf. As big bad, and rough as he still appears to be, he has vowed to leave the life of troublemaking behind him when he first arrived on the farm. He wants to be an excellent example for his child, a good father, a fatherly figure he didn't have.

The bulls that see Guzma for what he betrays himself to be will never understand how soft and sweet he really was. Brushing his head against yours as his eyes glaze over feeling his fingertips gently brushing against your tummy.

But you don't understand why he still puts on this tough exterior.

" it's to protect you." he murmurs now rubbing his face against your tummy. "Cuz no male will ever bother ya if they know who they will be messing with."

Adaman

Impatient Adaman over worries and over prepares for the arrival of his child because the longer he waits the more anxiety he feels. What if something goes wrong?! What if another hybrid tries to hurt you?! What if you don't sur-. Is grateful that you're always there to soothe his anxieties before they spiral. The only thing you could do now is prepare and make sure you are pampered.

Adaman is a busy bull, he knows he couldn't waste his time worrying he'd rather be caught dead then under prepared if you need him he needs to be ready for anything. He couldn't be wasting time so there he was you're serious hard-working bull fluffing the nest he had prepared for you for the fifth time before going to the orchard part of the farm to grab you and sneak you some fruits. He needs to make sure you are healthy he needs to make sure that you are eating. Because of your healthy his child is healthy.

It finally got your busy bull to cuddle with you after trying to convince him that you'll be fine and it's okay to relax with you occasionally. Adaman finally relents as he joins you in the nest, wrapping his arms around you, finally enjoying this cute moment, his hands feeling your stomach, his heart touching whole. For your sake, he will take breaks, but he's reminded why he is trying to get ready. It was for you and his future child.

Leon

Happiest bull in the world as soon as he found out, he told any bull who would listen about the calf that was coming Raihan was already sick of Leon since his child was all he would talk about. Sonia and Milo thought it was cute I know is that possibly most new parents go through that phase . Staying glued to your side with that big smile on his face, Leon was already a very lovey person, now it seems like He can't keep his hands off you! As if leaving your side is torture even when you have to work chores on the farm Leon won't be too far away watching intently until you're finished so he could scoop you up and have you all to himself once again. It seems like that's all he wants to do now. When he is not sparring with others on the farm he's cuddling and laying with you in the nest whining when you try to get up and leave him. Giving you the biggest puppy dog eyes until you cave to his demands.

This whole body is practically against you, his face buried into your neck, mooing to you about what a beautiful parent you'll become—vowing you that he'll be the best father. If you are ever feeling scared or doubtful, Leon will instantly ease those fears, because he knows that you are a hard-working kind and caring person and you will try your best and your child will love you unconditionally!

He knows that there will still be some time till your child is born, but he can't help but fantasize about holding them in his arms—the baby he made with his beloved mate. And you already look so cute laying in the blankets, your belly already beginning to show. Laying his head against your tummy, his tail thumping against the hay from how hard it's wagging.