#doodle writing

[inubaki]

The Sea Queen (late night talks)

Chapter 9 (back story, part one)

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story commissioned by the amazing @libby-for-life! Based off one of the first pics @sir-tater-of-the-tot made that got me hooked on this fandom to began with. I blame them entirely.

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“How long has it been?”

Lucifer barely raised his head from his favorite place nestled between Adam’s breasts. Since the birth of their second child, his pecs refused to harden again, remaining swell and tender for Adam’s prolonged punishment. Much to Lucifer’s obsessive delight; even now his lips nippled at his left areola. Caught between bites and teasing breathes against the sensitive nipple Beneath the water it came in gentle drifts like bubbles and all from the wrong direction. “You breathe through your gills and your mouth. Stop pretending to sleep” Adam snapped tiredly. His hand moving towards the kraken’s head to gently tug at the nip of his neck but lacked any real hostility. Their fifth child protruded obscenely beneath the numerous confining tentacles to what was Adam’s largest of Adam’s pregnancy yet.

“Hmmm…” Lucifer made a show stirring and whining his refusal by twisting his face even deeper into the pillowing of Adam’s chest. Not a single connecting tentacle even budged or stuck to him as it often did in genuine sessions of rest. Lucifer was a fortress onto himself especially in slumber, leaving not an inch for Adam’s escape.

“I’ll bite…” Adam warned lazily and eyed the appendage cradling his neck to rest against his right cheek. It’s textures hide flushed a vibrating red of red that traveled all across to the connecting body to the head buried stubbornly away from view.

Lucifer shivered to which Adam’s felt throughout the entirety of the kraken’s enormous body. Teeth like knifes reciprocated Adam’s threat by burying between Adam’s breasts and Adam wished the scream he let out was for pain. His own red blood drifted around Lucifer’s head like fogged halo, matching the warm eyes rising to meet him.

“Tease…” Lucifer made a show of licking his lips dispute the useless effort when under water.

“You know you’re to far along for that sort of bribery…”

At the mention, the kraken was quick to become distracted again to lean further down. Adjusting his hold only slightly to rub his face against Adam’s stomach.

“Twins… the fact that humans can do that…” he coed in amazement.

The ‘human’ rolled his eyes and follow through his threat to nip at the end of the tentacle at his cheek. Reds intensified with a translucent glow and Adam met Lucifer’s hungry expression with a leer of impatience. “I asked how long-“

“Since what?”

They glared at one another, the tension edging as it always did when Adam brought this particular topic up.

“I want an answer this time. How fucking long has it been since I’ve been down here?” Lute’s frightened expression entered Adam’s mind. Her determined passions and endless ferocity. The loyalty to him could lead her to pointless ruin- his crew. His soul ached for them by the sheer unknowing of their fates.

What would they say if they saw him now?

The sound Lucifer gave off didn’t even seem to come from him, rather than the echoes hollowing their cave around them. His more monstrous half becoming a tense spring of hardened muscles. Still Adam glared back with as much anger as he could muster.

“What does it matter? You can not return until you pay your debt!” Lucifer finally snapped back and reburied his face against Adam’s stomach. As if to hide away what his voice couldn’t betray. Tears that had once had spilled so freely from Lucifer as a child. The memory of those vulnerable moments crumbled the rest of Adam’s poorly built resolve. The human slumped against the coils that clung to him so desperately.

“…I want to know that they’re okay…”.

Silence.

“Luci…”. It was a cheap trick, they both knew it.

Their shared memories together as youths still a sore spot between them for different reasons.

“Luci, please… think of it… as a gift. To celebrate…”

Lucifer didn’t respond, instead disappearing amongst his coils while still clinging to Adam’s stomach.

It wasn’t a no. ———-

Sorry it’s bad. But I had to do something instead of watching ink dry.

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Chapter 9 (back story, part 2) (just tiny doodles I made as I wait) story commissioned by the amazing @libby-for-life! Based off one of th

[eastendripper]

⌞ DOODLE WRITING pt. I ⌝

They were on their way to the council room. "—just one?"

"Not an option, Merlin"

He scoffed.

Jumping out of the way, and swiftly avoiding collision with a rushing maid, Merlin followed Arthur's haste steps, "Oh, come on! You'll be in meetings all day long! You don't need me—"

Arthur stopped, eyes narrowed dangerously, "If I remember correctly you still didn't get around to cleaning my room, Merlin," the prince promptly ignored his manservant's not so quiet: 'Could always try cleaning up after yourself, Sire' and added: "And i'm sure the horses are missing your idiotic company, so might as well visit the stables, hmm?"

They moved on.

Merlin groaned, "Ever since I've started working for you I haven't had ONE day for myself!" Arthur glared at him over his shoulder as if the mere idea of Merlin having a day for himself was something offensive to his honor or something similarly ridiculous, "It's either; clean my shoes Merlin, polish my armor Merlin, go clean up the stables Merlin—"

"You got your break a week ago!" Arthur exclaimed, at the end of his wits.

"Oh, you mean the interrupted nap in between chores that I've been to stocks for? that one?"

Arthur growled.

"My muscles are ACHING, Arthur! ACHING!”

"Considering there's no muscles to be aching on that meatless pile of sticks you call limbs,” Arthur snapped facing him in th middle of the busy corridor, “ I find that hard to believe, Merlin"

"You DO realize that if you say it like that it doesn't make you sound smart, right?"

Arthur didn't get to answer.

Someone cleared their throat reminding their duties and soon Merlin was left with a huge list of things to do, while Arthur went to amuse Sir Leon's concerns about protection of the west flank of the citadel.

"...I hate this job"

⌞R⌝ I had this in my notes, so instead of letting it dust I've decided to put it out here:) so here you go. It's not much, nothing special, a lil nice scene from day to day. Peace.

[doodlesbf]

Headcanon of sky

[>○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○<]

His known factor as

Hero of the sky and good friend to fi

Rider of crimson (his loftwing)

A motherhen of the chain but is a airhead or sleepy boy mostly

Knight of skyloft

Crimson used to be called "Guardian"

Godslayer or the Immortal one

Other fact or info drop

Sleep almost 18 plus hours unless warrior force able wake him up or wild's cooking smell wake sky up immediately

Sky being immoral have been every corner of the surface lands or known as hyrule for centuries and he's seen and experience many things

Lucky crimson doesn't age which sky kindof glad he's not alone but is worry when crimson grow in size so sky always worry for crimson safety

Sky have to leave the master sword at the sacred spot since the deed is done and the fact zelda well Hyila is in zelda body, she curse him so have to leave

Sky learned that his curse is hard to figure out to break it and there's no way to undone since this is new so he's stuck on what to do

Sky did have few odd jobs in hyrule but have a permanent job at Rutos village after a few centuries later (wild's timeline *botw and totk*)

Sky keep his immoral a deep secret and used names he felt that fit him personally so no one knows who he really is

He hide his hands in gloves to hide his Triforce mark and since his job is mainly delivery in flying, it's perfect for this

Sky lives at ruto's village but near the edge because his loftwing need space

Sky sleep in crimson nest since he doesn't want to feel alone

Crimson will cuddle sky when he knows sky need comfort or remind him that he's here and prevent him from wake up to leave like how he found that sword that ruin his life

Crimson is loyal to sky and will defend him too

Meeting the chain

Starring and questions his life

Is on guard since this other heros look different and sky question if their really his grandkids or some how related by blood???

Once sky gotten to know each in some time(short or long) he notice some characteristics that sky knows are only his family have then finally or accepts that they are his family

Secret blame himself for failing to break the curse that demise place on him and his bloodlines

Sky treat four as his son then get really happy if four accepts it

Sky trear the rest of the chain as family but is seen as a mother by the chain

Bonus add ons

If sky hear that there was another goddess he'll flip (his cap)

Sky worry about blind child like crazy but hide it but he'll keep a eye on them

Crimson adore the blind child and will make bird noises for the child

Crimson steal the child from the chain and fly them in the sky safely

Sky get the side eyes by the chain when crimson steal the child, sky flinch everytime

Sky goes to motherhen to four and blind child since he couldn't help it

[sollilja]

Now the blankets were quite mild. But the incriminating things were Shiro’s socks (obviously his, due to the size), his shirts (again, larger than anyone else in their team), and Shiro’s freshly cleaned underwear.

In fact, Shiro realizes,

All of the laundry he’d just done was on Keith’s bed.

Keith is horrified.

On top of still just feeling that itch to build the nest, to bury himself inside, to find safety, he’s now dealing with Shiro in his doorway.

Keith can’t bring himself to drop the blankets, though.

Frustrated tears pour hot from his eyes and down his cheeks.

But Shiro approaches him, hand extended, letting him know it’s ok.

Which doesn’t placate Keith any; Shiro’s been nothing but ok with Keith. He’s more ok with things than Keith himself is.

Galra live much longer than humans, so coming into his mid twenties, he’s having a different sort of puberty. This one more vile and anguished than his human one.

It’s painful growing a womb.

And all he wants to do is just build his stupid nest right now.

Shiro, bless him, had spent so much time lately researching Galra. Other than the Alteans, though possibly not even them, he was the one who knew the most. Which had been a great comfort to Keith, whether he’d admit it or not, when he found himself in sudden pain and unable to

even speak, that Shiro had known it was growing pains and he’d been able to lead Keith back to his room and let himself be scented.

As he stood in the doorway, seeing the contents on Keith’s bed, Shiro must have known exactly what he was looking at.

That freightened Keith;

As much as it relieved him.

Shiro stepped into the room and let Keith cry into his shirt.

”Do you want to be alone?” He’d asked because he knew that nesting could be vulnerable, that Keith might want to be alone for it.

But as Keith’s nose filled with Shiro’s scent, the one

Not diluted by the laundry soap, he tugged the man over to the bed, blankets still clutched in his hand, and let Shiro watch him make the nest.

For all his trouble and patience, Keith even invited him in when it was finished.

He utters a quiet thank you to Shiro, Shiro thanks him for letting him into the nest, and they fall asleep curled against each other.

Keith also doesnt mention when he wakes that Shiro’s prescence actually makes the nest feel safer. He feels protected.

And hes starting to think of Shiro as an alpha.

[gunsteaandbooks]

Matt: Jesus, Frank, you sneeze any harder and you'll dislodge your brain.

Frank: oh my god! Is that possible?!

Greg: I think you'll be ok

[hmsdoodlin]

Heart has a freak out and Soul gets punched </3

(I kinda hate this one but alas, more old Soul fic be upon ye)

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Soul looked down at Heart with something akin to disappointment, the man shrinking in front of him like a wounded animal.

“You told me you’d get better!” Soul wanted to cry, shove Heart around just like he had done to Mind and pin the man to the wall with his fists. “You promised!”

Heart couldn’t get any words out, already starting to cry as fat tears fell down his cheeks, mixing with the blood running down his mouth.

“Soul I-“ he couldn’t speak as Soul let out a shaky groan of frustration, grabbing his hair with calloused fingers as he paced.

Mind sat on the floor awkwardly, almost scared to stand and compose himself. He looked at Soul with an unrecognizable look, using a hand to put pressure on his bleeding upper arm.

“You promised.” Soul repeated. “You lied to me.”

“I’m sorry- I’m so sorry!” Heart tried to plead, shaking and begging while trying to inch closer to his third who in turn stepped back with a disgusted sneer.

“I NEVER trust either of you!” Somehow Mind was roped into this, he narrowed his eyes. “And of course the one time I fucking do you throw it right back in my face immediately after! Why can’t you be normal Heart? Why can’t either of you be normal?!“

Soul paused for a moment, staring straight at Heart as anger clouded his thoughts.

“I fucking hate you!”

Oh. Did he really say that?

Everything paused, Hearts tears stopping just for a moment out of pure shock. Soul stared at him, and for once it was like the emotional side was staring right back.

“I-“ Soul was interrupted almost immediately, Heart barreling into him and shoving the man a few paces from where he previously stood.

“Normal? Fucking normal?”

This was new. He can’t remember the last time Heart had directed his anger towards him. The switch up took him by surprise, the stars stumbling backwards on unsteady feet as all of his anger was turned into shock.

“I can’t be normal when my Mind is an egotistical freak and my Soul is an unappeasable piece of shit!” Heart shoved him again, Soul hit the wall with a loud thud, causing the picture frames overhead to rattle. “We can’t be normal Soul, not if we’re connected to something like you!”

Heart started to ball his right hand into a fist, Soul staring back wide eyed and dazed.

“Heart-“ Mind tried to reason, but a loud smack cut him off as Heart hit Soul square in the eye. He fell back sharply, his gaze blurry trying to focus on the blue and purple shapes In front of him while one screamed and the other struggled to stand. A large picture on the wall fell down to the floor with a shatter, casting small shards of glass all over Souls crumpled form.

“You can’t hate me!” Heart cried. “I’m you!”

He reared back for another punch, trying to aim for the jaw before Mind grabbed his fist harshly.

“Heart that’s enough.”

Heart writhed and hissed in his grasp, for the first time in his life fighting off Mind with intention to get away rather than harm.

“No! He hates us!” Heart snapped as spit and tears flew to the ground, Soul staring up at him in a daze. “You’re a fucking hypocrite! You’re no better than me!”

Soul tried to blink away the fogginess.

“I hate you! I hate you I hate you!”

Mind had to haul the moon away, hugging tightly onto his body as he kicked and screamed. Soul could only kneel there, staring at the ground as angry snarls turned into desperate wails.

“Why do you always pick his side? Can’t you see that he’s a liar? He’s never loved us!” Heart tried to get Mind into letting him go, scratching effortlessly against metal arms. The Sun said nothing, looking away.

“I can’t help it! I can’t help that I broke my promise!” Heart began to curl in on himself, Mind shoving him away in an act of disgust once he deemed him no longer a threat. “You’re impossible to please! Whole made me the way I am and you punish me for it!”

Soul let out shaky breathes, finally looking up at his other halves. Heart crumpled to the floor, making a scene as he sobbed. Mind watched Soul with calculated eyes, too disgusted to make eye contact.

Soul felt the throbbing pain in his head, the heat around his eye stinging his senses into overdrive as Mind left quietly and Heart eventually scrambled away after him.

Everything hurt. Soul blinked, staring at the glass beneath him and the broken picture frame a few feet away. He reached for it slowly, holding it in his hands. It was a family picture, all three of them smiling into the camera. Back when Heart still had his sight and Mind wasn’t half robot. Soul stifled a sob, tracing the broken glass and realizing the largest shatter was covering his own face.

How did it come to this?

[hmsdoodlin]

“{I have something to show you.}” Soul said, sounding in equal parts both nervous and excited, tugging Heart out the door.

The man stumbled, taken aback as the stars guided him through the front garden. He couldn’t help the nervous flips in his stomach, some primal part of him still terrified of stepping outside being led by someone else in the dark.

But of course, Soul only took him to the far edge of the lawn, gently untying his blind fold.

“{Close your eyes and lie down.}”

He followed Souls lead, trying to get comfortable on soft grass. The uneven ground made him feel a little sick, he forcefully urged himself to relax.

“You can open them- I mean…. It, now.” Soul urged, a little awkward but earnest, catching his mistake. He didn’t respond.

Hearts one eye opened slowly, squinting as he adjusted to the light. It wasn’t bright enough to sting, so he looked with more confidence. Staring right back at him was the moon, his moon, beautiful and full in the sky. His breath hitched, he hadn’t seen it since before Apathy…. Clouds constantly covering it and preventing him from reuniting with the one thing that belonged to him alone.

He couldn’t see all the details like he used to, and the realization hurt more than he’d like to admit, but that was ok for now, because in the moment he was just happy to see it. For a while he was certain he’d never see it again, for a while he didn’t think he’d deserve to. Against his better judgement he felt himself tear up, jumping a little as Soul interlocked their fingers together.

“(I- thank you.)” he whispered.

Heart could only assume that Soul was smiling back.