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Oh yeah my asks are always open so y'all are free to drop a request any time! I'll either get to it in a day or a month and neither of us will know which it is until it happens 🤍

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ebb-and-flo

Maybe a Heroskep drawing would be nice 👉 👈

Hero trying (and failing) to flirt with Skeptic. Hunted, Smitten and Broken are trying to help him out but he is still fumbling (don’t worry, Smitten was right, Skeptic did still find Hero charming, albeit not in the way he wanted)

I had to scramble for a Skeptic design, so I hope you like Avian Sherlock Holmes

wintergrofyuri

the shifting mound is the most important character in slay the princess and if you want to be a fan of it you have to engage with the message and themes of her story. as an autistic person, it is So important to me that everyone make an effort to understand her. i get that she's difficult to understand but she's like. basically the main character. and its just weird to me that it seems like so many ppl just ignore her.

also i Dont get what ppl mean when they say they "disagree" with her bc like. literally all she's saying is that life needs death to live. if you genuinely think the world wld be better without death i. i just dont know what to say to you. everything comes to an end. everything Must come to an end. plus if we didnt have death we wouldnt have like. 90% of the food we eat. and mushrooms wld completely die off. animals that eat carrion wld Also go extinct. and we wouldn't have the seasons. so really a Lot of animals wld go extinct bc the change is too sudden and they wouldn't know what to do.

death is tragic and awful but like. the narrator was foolish if he thought he could single handedly end it. she cares about death bc she cares about life. she wants everything to have the capacity to grow and change, like she did. she loves life. shes Excited about it.

idk man. we need to untether ourselves to the narrator's perspective. like genuinely he is poisoning ppl's ability to talk about the women in this game to an alarming degree. he is untrustworthy. he is unreliable. the woods and the cabin themselves is manipulation. the chains, the blade, the basement. i will have to get back to you on the mirror i Still have no earthly clue what that thing means.

anyways what im saying is. the shifting mound isnt some high and mighty god of everything. she is an artist. she's a gardener. she's a. sims player. every end is another beginning. life begets death, death begets life, and so on. also shes autistic and transgender and loves her butch lesbian wife more than anything.

she's a bitch. she's a lover. she's a child. she's a mother. she's a sinner. she's a saint. thats where my knowledge of the lyrics stop. we must all think about the shifting mound.

yuandthevoices

Ho hum, I drew Needle again~

pixiefeatherkw3

Red.

pixiefeatherkw3

meanwhile, Quiet:

And the Transcrips of what I imagine the Voices are saying <3 (sorry in advance for any mistakes)

luckproduction

Some Advy art + self shipping for fun because I love herr

I’ve been really focusing on my studies and lately I am rendering all 3D shots for the final subject of the year and everytime I leave my computer I got some random errors that disables my whole rendering farm

My friend said it’s witch’s fault (because I have her plushy!! :D)

luckproduction

Behold! Casino themed Advy (+ biker Advy)

poptartsnart

one of the best routes in stp hands down

writingdevil

Would it be cool if you could do a skephero story? It's my favorite ship and I barely see anything outright shippy with the two within the Tumblr space, so I would love to see your spin on them.

Thanks in advance and remember to take your time and take care of yourself firstly if the request pile gets a bit tall <3

(It'd be so cool to to do a skephero one! I also haven't seen a lot of it, but I'd think they'd be really good together as well. Thank you for caring about my health as well, that's really sweet of you. Anyway, enjoy!)

"Why do you do that?"

Hero paused in confusion, trying to pull his head out of the bliss he had just been under, panting as he stared up at Skeptic, who had pulled away from kissing him to ask him that question.

It felt like his head was full of cotton, and all he could manage to do was push out a weak, "What?"

But Skeptic looked entirely too focused and awake as he said, "That thing you do. Why are you doing it? It's been bugging me all day."

"What thing?" Hero let his arms fall from around Skeptic's neck, slowly trailing down his arms. "Am I not good at kissing you?" The horror of that suddenly made Hero try to sit up. "I'm sorry, I can try to-"

"No, no, it's not that." Skeptic was quick to reassure him otherwise though, patting him on the chest so that Hero laid back down on the bed. "You're perfectly fine at kissing."

"Oh." Relief flooded through Hero, making him sag against the blankets, before confusion took ahold of him again. "What are you talking about then?"

Skeptic had an expression of complete seriousness on his face, as he looked Hero in the eye, and asked, "Why did you let Cheated take your food this morning?"

Hero's mind went blank in that moment.

"Did you actually stop making out with me to ask that?"

"I'm serious!" Skeptic insisted, and Hero felt like this had to be some bizarre dream, that this couldn't actually be how his afternoon was going.

He thought he was going to be able to relax and kiss his partner silly until well into the night, and not have to stress about anything, but no. His amazing, sweet, intelligent partner had other things on his mind.

"I need to know why you did that," Skeptic demanded, and Hero looked around in disbelief as if to convince himself that this was real, before complying and saying, "I just-wanted to? Because he woke up late and missed breakfast. I just thought it was a nice thing to do for him-can we go back to kissing now?"

Hero reached up to try and capture Skeptic's lips, but Skeptic just tilted his head back in annoyance. "But that meant that you didn't eat breakfast, and I didn't find out until an hour later."

Hero flushed in embarrassment, remembering how Skeptic scolded him while making him food, and how Hero should be grateful that it was him that found out, and not Hunted and Paranoid.

"Okay, I promise to eat better," Hero said, "There-problem solved." But Skeptic shook his head. "That's not entirely the problem though."

"What is it then?"

Skeptic sighed and pushed himself up with his elbows on either side of Hero's head, giving him a worried look as he just studied his face, to the point that Hero was beginning to squirm on the spot.

Then, Skeptic looked Hero right in the eyes as he said, "You keep doing things for others."

Confusion was all over Hero's mind. "What?"

"You keep doing things that are good for the others."

Hero chuckled lightly. "So?"

"So that means you never think about yourself," Skeptic explained, poking Hero's stomach to get his point across. "I don't think I've ever seen you make a decision that was purely to make you happy-"

Hero cut Skeptic off with a loud groan, gripping his forearms firmly and swiftly flipping their positions around so that Hero was now hovering over Skeptic.

He gave the other a pleading look. "Can we talk about this later? Do we have to talk about it now?"

Skeptic gave him a baffled look, looking around at what had just happened, before his gaze flew back to Hero, a steely determination in his eyes as he gripped his shoulders.

"Yes, we have to talk about it now! It's important." Hero shrugged his shoulders casually, ignoring the bundle of nerves forming in his chest. "I don't think it's that important, and what's wrong with doing something nice for the others? Is it really that bad?"

"No-" Skeptic began, before cutting himself off with a sharp sigh and flipping them over again with a groan. Hero's head had barely hit the bed before Skeptic continued, "The problem isn't being nice to the others. The problem is that you're never nice to yourself. You'd rather jump off a cliff than do something that you want to do, and that's the problem."

Hero chuckled nervously, avoiding Skeptic's intense gaze. "I think your overreacting. It's not that big of a deal."

That was definitely the wrong thing to say, as he heard Skeptic inhale sharply, and Hero felt him grip his shoulders tighter. "Okay, then," he said, and Hero could hear the rising annoyance in his voice, "well then how do I know you even want to be with me? What if you're only doing this because I have feelings for you? How do you think that makes me feel?"

Hero's head suddenly snapped to Skeptic's face, noticing the frustration-and a little bit of hurt. "That's not true, I promise!" Hero exclaimed, before quickly flipping them over so that he could be on top once again.

"Skeptic, I love you so much, and I would never lie to you about something this serious to both of us." He gave Skeptic a pleading look-surely the other could pick up that he was being genuine right now.

"I just-" Hero paused, but he couldn't hold back now, not when it was hurting Skeptic. "I just don't know how to do things for myself."

Skeptic furrowed his brows in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Hero sighed. "Look, I don't wanna proper get into it, but-I'm just too used to making decisions for Him." Hero lowered his gaze, staring at Skeptic's fluffy chest.

"It was always about what was best for Him, and what was best for Him was usually best for us, too. So when He left us, and we suddenly could make choices for ourselves, it was just-easier, to keep doing that, to keep doing things that would make others happy. I'm not used to thinking about myself. I've never had to do that before."

He fell into silence, busying himself by preening the feathers on Skeptic's chest, before allowing a small smile to appear on his face.

"But I do know-" he added, giving Skeptic a coy look, "-that this is helping with that."

Hero had the pleasure of feeling Skeptic's feathers puffed up beneath his hands, and his smile grew wider as he saw that hungry glint in Skeptic's eyes, before Hero found himself being yanked down, lips crashing into his, and he sighed, ready to relax once again.

He tilted his body to the left, letting Skeptic manoeuvre their bodies once again, but Hero's body was struggling to touch the soft sheets of the bed as they twisted until-

SLAM!

-They fell off said bed.

Hero let out a half groan half laugh as he clutched Skeptic, who just looked mortified next to him. But then Hero caught his eye, and cupped his face, and that was enough to bring Skeptic out of his shock, who giggled to himself at how stupid they both were, giving Hero the perfect chance to bring Skeptic into a soft, sweet kiss.

writingdevil

Is it okay to request Hero x Skeptic...

(It's totally fine to request Skephero- I've done them before, after all! Anyway, enjoy!)

Hero had been passing the time by reading, when a certain birdie alerted his presence by groaning on Hero's chest.

Hero smiled softly, placing his book down so that his full attention could be on his partner, Skeptic, who had been sleeping on Hero's chest for the past hour and a half.

He watched as Skeptic first nuzzled into Hero's chest, before blinking bleary-eyed at the their shared bedroom. He felt Skeptic tighten his hold around Hero, so Hero rubbed a hand slowly up and down his back to help him relax and come back to reality slowly.

Skeptic mumbled something incoherent under his breath, and then squeezed his eyes shut, relaxing against Hero silently.

"You good?" Hero whispered, not wanting to startle Skeptic when he was so fragile right now.

Skeptic sighed, and then groggily said, "M' head still hurts."

Hero gave him a sympathetic look, even if Skeptic wasn't looking at him. "You want me to get you some water?" Skeptic shook his head. "Not yet."

Hero pulled him closer, and allowed them to sit in peaceful silence for a few minutes, before he found himself asking, "How bad is your headache, from one to ten?"

"Maybe like a five?" Skeptic replied uncertainly, but Hero just nodded. "That's better than earlier, then."

He felt Skeptic stiffen in his hold, and Hero figured they might as well discuss it now. "Do you know why your head was killing you all day?"

There was a pause, and then Skeptic said, "I was studying- that's what I remember."

"Yeah, all day." Hero softly carded a hand through Skeptic's unkempt feathers- another thing that needed to be taken care of. "You were in your study all day today. I don't think I saw you come out once."

Skeptic groaned and wriggled within Hero's grip, but there was no escaping this now.

"Not for food or for water, or even to stretch your wings or something. You were cooped up there all day."

"I was just working hard," Skeptic grumbled, and Hero rolled his eyes at him. "Yeah, working so hard, were you?" he replied sarcastically. "Hard enough to come stumbling out all of a sudden, looking half dead as you fell into my arms, talking about how it felt like your skull was splitting in two?"

Skeptic didn't say anything, which was fine. It just gave Hero time to preen the feathers on his head.

Eventually, Skeptic pushed his face further into Hero's chest, and then quietly said, "...Maybe."

Hero hummed, satisfied with his partner's answer. He patted Skeptic's back. "So maybe, we use some logic to realise that not eating-"

"-Yeah."

"- and not taking breaks-"

"-I get it."

"-and overworking that big brain of yours- isn't a good thing, and can actually lead to, probably a migraine, actually."

Skeptic groaned in embarrassment, his face fully hidden in Hero's feathers at this point, and Hero placed a few soft kisses to the top of his head to reassure him.

"Sorry," Skeptic mumbled after a few minutes, and Hero smiled, and said, "It's honestly fine, babe. But do you know what you're gonna do now?"

"Rest."

"What else, love?"

Skeptic sighed tiredly. "Drink water and eat food."

"Anything else?"

He felt Skeptic's feathers puff up, and then he bashful said, "Maybe some cuddles and kisses as well?"

Hero chuckled, leaning down to plant said kisses on his silly, adorable partner. "Of course you can."

writingdevil

May I, perchance, request a little bit of Smitten x Stubborn? They would make for a fiery couple

(They would! I love how intense and passionate they both are, and how much they just go on emotions! I think they'd be the couple to just hype each other up and fuel each other's fire. Enjoy!)

"Yes! Won again!"

Stubborn cheered in victory as Hero groaned from on the ground of the forest, rubbing his back and wincing in pain.

They've gone four or five rounds now, and Stubborn's won every single time.

Hero chuckled as he shakily got to his feet. "You're a real powerhouse, you know that, Stubborn?"

"I know!" Stubborn exclaimed, his fingers itching for another fight to get his blood pumping again. "Let's go again!"

"What?" Hero looked up at him, baffled, but Stubborn wasn't sure what he wasn't getting. He wants to fight, dammit. "Stubborn, you've already kicked my ass plenty of times today- the whole morning, in fact!"

"Yeah and each time you've gotten better! We can't quit now, not until we can have an equal brawl with each other!"

Hero gave him a nervous look, rubbing his arm where Stubborn had tossed him into a tree. "Maybe we can take a little break for now, big guy. Just enough to let the bruises settle."

Stubborn rolled his eyes. "We can't rest now! Not when I can just feel a good fight coming!" Stubborn walked up to him, spreading his arms out pleadingly. "C'mon! Surely you got another round in you, Hero boy!"

Stubborn missed the way Hero backed up a step, looking up at Stubborn in uncertainty, stumbling over his words and struggling to get a single sentence out.

Annoyance flared within Stubborn, because all Hero should be doing, was going, 'Yeah, let's go!' and then tackling Stubborn to the ground.

"It's not that hard of a question! Let's stop wasting time and-"

"My beloved!"

Stubborn paused, and then a big, giddy smile split his face open as he spun around, completely missing the relieved look on Hero's face, watching as his partner, Smitten, flew down to meet them.

"Hey, baby!" Stubborn called, waving wildly to him, and his face flushed as he heard Smitten's deep chuckling as he flew closer.

Stubborn only managed to rush up a few steps, before Smitten dove into his arms, wrapping his limbs around Stubborn's body in a secure and warm embrace.

Stubborn shoved his face into the crook of Smitten's neck, breathing in his sweet scent deeply, holding him close to his chest. Instantly, all the tension and adrenaline melted away from Stubborn's body as he held Smitten close, feeling their hearts beating as one for those few seconds.

Smitten hummed as he pulled away to look at him, and Stubborn almost swooned at the dopey and loving smile Smitten gazed down at him with.

"Hello, my love," Smitten cooed at Stubborn, tightening his hold around Stubborn's neck. "Have you and Hero been having fun sparring?"

Stubborn nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! I've been crushing Hero all morning!" Smitten chuckled, and the sound made his chest flutter. Smitten moved one hand to cup his cheek, and Stubborn instinctively leaned into the touch, sighing in relaxation.

"You've been working hard all day, haven't you?" Smitten murmured, his voice lowering to a flirtatious tone that had Stubborn trying to press Smitten even closer to him. "Yeah," Stubborn whispered, a little breathless now.

Smitten hummed in satisfaction, and then he closed his eyes and leaned in for a kiss, and Stubborn wasted no time in connecting their lips.

The kiss was soft and gentle, and although Stubborn was much more used to hungry and passionate kisses between them, he couldn't lie and say that this wasn't making his knees buckle.

Before Stubborn could try and deepen the kiss, Smitten pulled away, smiling as he gazed down at Stubborn, who's face felt on fire.

Smitten started peppering kisses along Stubborn's jaw, and Stubborn's eyes fluttered closed as he relished in the feeling of his partner's affection.

"Are you going to come in and rest with me?"

Stubborn sighed. "I would, but I gotta go a few more rounds with Hero, gotta keep going until he can beat me."

Smitten paused, his lips ghosting over Stubborn's skin, before he looked up at him with a pout. "You don't wish to spend time with me, darling?"

Panic seized Stubborn in that moment. "What? No! I love spending time with you, sweetheart- you know that."

Smitten started to card a hand through his feathery head and tilted his head to the side in thought. "So you'll take a break for me, yes?"

The feeling of Smitten's gentle fingers massaging his scalp was beginning to distract him, his muscles relaxing at the ministration. He let out an embarrassing whine. "I want to, but-"

"So you will?" Smitten scrapped his claws gently against Stubborn's scalp, and every feather on Stubborn's body fluffed up as he shivered pleasantly.

His mind was starting to get fuzzy, and the only thing he could focus on was Smitten's coy smile and the heat of their bodies pressed against each other.

What had they been talking about before?

Smitten pressed a kiss to the corner of Stubborn's mouth, and Stubborn tried to chase his lips, but Smitten pulled back just enough, awaiting an answer.

Stubborn groaned at Smitten's teasing, but nodded all the same. "Yeah, yeah, I'll go with you."

"Marvelous, my love!" Smitten perked up instantly, but all Stubborn cared about was hearing more pet names from Smitten. "Let us go cuddle in bed then!"

Stubborn smiled dreamily up at his love, walking them back to the house, too distracted to see the thumbs up Hero sent Smitten as he flew back as well.

letoilepourpre

stubby and smitt! and also some other voices

pixiefeatherkw3

CW: blood under cut

wysteriaisapenguin

So Broken's korean name is "The Voice of the Despair". Very fitting for him if you ask me. But then that begs the question..if Broken is despair, does that mean Stubborn is hope?

Well, this post comes to mind when I think about Stubborn being hope:

A stubborn kind of hope is to never give up, even if it kills you. No matter how many times the Razor skewers you...no matter how hard you try to fight the Beast that wants to devour you...no matter how many times you die to the Fury as she explodes your body into nothing but gore...you refuse to back down. You get back up again and again and again. You're not giving up until you defeat the Princess, your one and only Adversary.

Your hope is bloody and violent. You keep holding onto it until you finally prevail. And despite all the pain and suffering you've endured from it all...

You are still there. You are still you.