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M/M Rated: Mature ・ 7.7K ・ Complete ・Tags: Aztec Religion & Lore // Xie Lian!Xochipilli (god of the flowers and love) // Hua Cheng!Mictlantecuhtli (god of the dead and the underworld) // references to animal abuse and violence // Self-Harm // Mild Gore // A Pinch of Angst // happy ending and romance //

Bazhagen/Duke Wyatt

A/n: NONE OF THESE ARE CANNON BESIDES THE EAR WIGGLES AND THE EAR PETS OK?! I'm literally just doing this bc Robyn is asleep and I don't wanna bother them lol anyways let's begin!!!

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Bazhagen:

Ok, pets fucking start off with the obvious, his ears are sensitive. Like not really sensitive where it could be painful, but like, lil tingles when you touch em.

His bf Lucian(my oc) will pet his ears sometimes

This mofo can get jealous as easily as a fly and flap it's wings. Like Lucian could be talking to someone from Durmitch and if they do ONE WRONG THING IT IS GOING TO BE A FUCKING DEATH GLARE FOR THE REST OF THE COVO

Very into pda but I feel like that's a given bc of his out going natured personality

This man will constantly tease Lucian Abt anything so be fucking careful when you're around baz, he will never stop reminding you of embarrassing things. Like you guys could be talking and he could call you kale teeth in reference to when you were talking to your crush and you had a piece of kale in-between your teeth.

Doesn't trust wild animals in Durmitch for three reasons, 1.) They're probably dangerous 2.) They could be used as listening devices for some magical people! And 3.) Lucian might adopt them and they're gonna steal his bfs attention away from him >:(

Honestly, I think he might be really fucking good at rock climbing for some reason...

This man is willing to pick up his small 5' bf and just smother him with kisses in public, no holds back all out, just to either scare someone off or just to show he loves his bf sm

Willing to just show up unannounced and bring you gifts if he ever senses you are sad one singular bit. "Heyyy, I saw you were acting not like yourself, and really really sad for whatever reason so I bought out an entire bakery with my friends money, you wanna watch the real elf house wives?"

HEAVY ASS SLEEPER ISTG IT WILL TAKE A FUCKING MILLION MAN MARCHING BAND TO WAKE HIM UP A LIL BIT/hj

I think he might really be into soda or root ear floats in a modern au

I think he might also really like axe throwing too, both as practice for fighting and competition!

This man's hair is so so so fucking rough and jaggy like look at it, it looks like a susuwatari from studio Ghibli movies except they're all greased up and spiked to make him look cool

I don't think he actually likes the leather pants he wears, like they're very restrictive and not good for fighting, not to mention it must fucking itch badly since I'd assume Durmitch woods are kinda like rainforests. And we all know that leather pants + humid/wet rainy areas= ITCHY ITCHY!!!!/neg but eh, who gives a shit!?! He looks cool in em

Cry baby when he gets a cold "OUGHHHHH LUCIAN WHY MUST YOU ABANDON MEEEEE?!!?!?" "....babe you have a mild cold, you'll be fine in a couple of days" "*sniffling and sobbing* WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN TO MEEEEEEEE?!?!?!?"

Duke Wyatt:

His hair is so fucking soft istg, it looks so fluffy and soft and nice to touch

I bet he smells like dandelions and tree sap from the woods

Modern day au I think this man would have a skincare routine ngl

I think if he could I would actually be really really good at drawing!!! Like omfg I bet his penmanship from song wriitng

Man will sometimes unconsciously death grip Lucian while he's cuddling him by accident

Would slightly die inside if his favorite patisserie would go out of business and he couldn't get his almost croissants anymore

This man gives like the bestest hugs ever istg, they're tight and soft at the same time and theyre long but not too long that they over stay their welcome

Honestly....he'd slay in a summer dress, LIKE ESPECIALLY THOSE DAINTY WHITE ONES WITH SUNFLOWER PRINTS THAT GO SO WELL WITH A SUN HAT

Very very good at dexterity shit with his hands bc of wood carving, speaking of hands!

Very calloused and gritty on the sides bc of accidently nicking himself while making flutes and other wooden things, carrying logs, wood cutting etc etc

HE IS A FUCKING HEATER WHEN JT COMES TO CUDDLING, HE IS PERFECT FOR EXTRA COLD WINTER NIGHTS

(Modern au)Hates and I mean HATES SCARY AND GORY MOVIES WITH ALL HIS HEART

Actually more of a cat person than a dog person, as much as he gives off golden retriever bf vibes tho, they're just a lot calmer and more nice to be around...and they won't chew up his flutes!!!

(modern au) any movie relating to animals dying like a dogs purpose, Marley and me, etc etc. They make him go through all the stages of grief for a 5 day period.

He really really likes flannels too!!

That's it for now y'all!!! Have a nice day/night/evening!!

pairing: frankie morales x fem!reader

warnings: explicit piv, tittyfucking, cumplay, obviously 18+

word count: 695.

a/n: since tumblr deleted my drabble for this prompt last week, let's try again! happy feral frankie friday :) no beta on this.

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“Fuck, Frankie,” you gasp, fingers scrambling for purchase on the smooth skin of his broad shoulders. “I — oh, shit.”

author: waywardrenegades

pairing: evan “buck” buckley/eddie diaz

rating: teen

chapters: 2/2 - COMPLETE

words: 23.1K

tags: feelings realization | declarations of love | love confessions | first kiss | slow burn | mutual pining | pining | friends to lovers | getting together | light angst | POV eddie diaz | pre-relationship evan "buck" buckley/eddie diaz | pre-relationship

summary:

family, facetime, guilt trips, phone calls, church, heart healthy meals, and learning how to let yourself be happy. whatever that looks like.

No thoughts will come today.

Head empty, but you.

Then I remember why,

the reason why I will always return

to the comfort given by blank pages.

You talk about techno love.

Platonic, digital.

Bidimensional.

I experienced it,

suffered it, enjoyed it,

inside my own flesh and soul.

I would tell you everything

if both of our worlds united for a second.

If you only knew I exist.

Then I would whisper on your lips

before you vanish again,

and leave me one more time

into my computer love.

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Hehehehe. Trigger warning for trash

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Janus was born with a soulmate tattoo, such as everyone else was. The soulmate tattoo was beautiful, it appeared on everyone's wrist at the moment of birth, showing the date where one and their soulmate would meet for the first time, and it changed color depending on what their soulmate was feeling. If they felt angry, it was red, if they were sad, it was blue, if they felt calm, it was green, and so on.

And as Janus grew up, he started to learn math, and found out that he would meet his soulmate at precisely fifteen years old, three months and seven days. Which meant he still had a long way to go. And he watched his tattoo all the time, waiting to see what color it would be. For his whole childhood, the color was usually between blue and red, which usually meant whoever his soulmate was would be... at least a little stressed.

But as teenage years started, the tattoo grew more and more green, but not peace or focus green. Oh no, it was disgusting green. A neon green. Janus hated it.

And no matter what doctors he went to, no one knew how to explain what that green meant. They had never seen that color in someone's tattoo before.

As the date came closer and closer, Janus felt himself growing anxious, because apparently this soulmate of his was a wild card. His tattoo never changed colors anymore, always in that disgusting green, and he hoped whoever was his soulmate wouldn't be, well, as disgusting as that color.

He wondered what color was his soulmate's tattoo now that he was anxious all the time.

But eventually the day came, and Janus was tense. The tattoo didn't say at what time he would meet his soulmate so anyone could be it. And he was nervous. As he made his way downtown, he looked around, and every person was a suspect, every eye that locked with his was enough to make his heart race.

He hated this very much, but he also knew that he would know when he saw them, whoever they were.

He was walking underneath a bridge that usually had a bunch of dumpsters when he heard a muffled voice coming from one of them. He heard banging and his eyes widened, his worry about his soulmate leaving his brain as he rushed closer, disgusted but also worried.

"Hey!" Janus called, and heard someone groaning from inside a dumpster.

"hey, stranger, could you help me? I got stuck" he heard, and when Janus checked, the dumpster was locked. He tried to open and groaned, putting his bag down.

"Wait, I'll... find something to open it with... how did you get in there?!" he asked as he tried to find a stick or a metal bar to hit the lock with, while the person inside laughed.

"Oh it was a little dare my friends gave me, but then the cops came around and they had to run. Thank you for helping me!" the person said and Janus sighed, finding a metal cutter.

"here" he said, cutting the lock and opening the dumpster, groaning at the smell. "Oh god this is disgusting..."

"Hey thank you" the person said, coming out from the trash with a grin, holding the cover with their own hands and looking at Janus. "You're cool..."

Janus' eyes widened as he met those green eyes in front of him, and the guy was covered in trash, he smelled awful and he was the most disgusting person Janus had ever seen in his entire life.

Oh, the disgusting green.

"You... are... disgusting green?" Janus whispered and Remus smirked widely from inside the dumpster.

"You are anxious yellow?"

Janus blushed furiously, grabbing the lid and shutting it down over the guy again, before grabbing his bag and leaving.

"Hey, I'm your soulmate!"

"No!"

"Yes I am! I love you!"

"Shut up!"

"My name is Remus!"

"Fuck you Remus!"

Janus was running away, but he knew they would meet up again.