#🧀anon

[mochinomnoms]

I just thought of how chaotic bodyswapping with either of the leeches would be. Especially in PTM. We have Riddle swapping with Floyd which makes Riddles dorm confused and slighty scared with such a chaotic Riddle then a Floyd trying to calm him down and trying to still manage the dorm as best as he can. Then we have … Jade. I feel like he would seem pretty normal for the most part maybe mimicing Yuu as best as he can or just being very formal and polite. Nothing for Yuu to worry about until Jade figures that thus is a perfect oppurtunity to explore the human body and what better body then his mate (i can imagine this is before they get together), i can see jade dressing up in various outfits and admiring himself in the mirror and maybe even taking a few photos or two, you know for the memories like the freak he is. Not sure if he would go farther than that but I can see Yuu worrying about the possibilities and no one believeing they are Yuu until they can prove it to ADeuce and Grim (who might be more inclined to believe it if they saw Riddle and Floyd before hand). And maybe both Jade and Floyd take this opportunity to make sure they have no rivals, flat out rejecting anyone who they may know has a crush on their mate.

sorry for this long blurb just wanted to share

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Aaaah, I get iffy about bodyswaps sometimes since they can get borderline uncomfy, but I am always down for funny stories. Especially in PTM, it's so full of potential for hijinks!

I am down for bodyswaps if it happens when everyone is aware, if that makes sense? For example, Riddle, Jade, and Yuu are all in their potions class working on their in class assignment. But as we know, Floyd likes to ditch class sometimes to go hang with Jade in his classes. It's a bonus that his Goldfishie is also there, makes for a fun time!

Maybe a bit too much fun...he's knocked over the potion the group next to them had been making. It splashed over him and Riddle, who was now steadily raising his voice, and spilled onto the floor, where you managed to slip and drag Jade with you as you grabbed on his lab coat for stability.

The two of you were now covered in the potion, you're mumbling about not having enough detergent for another load so soon, and Jade is clicking his tongue as he got up. He helped you up, gloves wet, shoes grimy, and you two made your way over to the eyewash and shower station in the corner.

Riddle follows, dragging an annoyed Floyd to the station as well so wash up, the latter complaining about not wanting to get wet. Never mind that he is already wet from the potion. It's when you and Jade are stripping your outer layers to wash up, that Floyd reaches to poke at Riddle's cheek.

A small shock of lighting bounced between them, a red one crackling over Floyd and a light teal one over Riddle. Floyd jerks away, tripping over himself and falling on his back. Riddle froze, hands out and eyes darting as he stared between Floyd and his own hands. Like he was processing something...

You're watching him, a bit scared at Riddle's sudden stillness, as Jade kneels down to Floyd murmuring to his twin as Floyd looks around disoriented.

It's when you finally ask Riddle, leaning down to try and make eye contact with him, that Riddle looks at you. He's wide-eyed, and looks a bit feral, as he shouts, “WHAT THE FUCK” at the top of his lungs (eerily similar to a certain twin) that you stumble back in surprise.

You trip, feeling Jade's arms catch you, and only have a moment to process Jade's bare hands against your skin, when an electric feeling, and gray and dark teal lighting dance across your body.

You feel your head split open, and your body feels off, like your gravity of center moved. A small body in your arms groans, shifting in your grasp, as you blink your eyes open. You don't register the person in front of you at first, though they look familiar.

Imagine your shock when their head turns to look at you and a familiar pair of eyes, just like yours, and blinks.

“...Floyd? Wait, no.” your voice sounds foreign to your ears, like a stranger speaking a different language. “That's—why is everything so tall?”

“Is this what it's like to be short? Oh whaaaat?” You snapped your head up to look at Riddle, or the person who looks like him anyways, as he twirled around, giggling. The tone of his voice was off, a lot like Floyd, as he grinned over at your little pile up, and skipped over to where Floyd was still on the ground, looking at Riddle with a horrified expression.

“Riddle leaned down, a teasing smile on is lips, as he cooed, That you in there Goldfishie?”

“...FLOYD GET OUT OF MY BODY!”

Floyd never really yelled, so hearing him was a shock to everyone scrambling around in the lab as they tried to figure out what was going on. Crewel, poor dear Divus Crewel, is so fucking tired.

Thankfully, he can whip up the remedy potion rather easily. Unfortunately, he has a very busy day with classes, and it will have to wait until later in the day. He sends a mass text to the faculty informing them of the accident, and advises that you all continue your day as normal.

“And please, for the love of all that is good in this world, let everyone else know. There's no reason to hide it, the embarrassment cannot possibly be enough that you need to pretend to be each other. Just, let your dorms know and continue as normal in each other's bodies.”

Despite this, hi jinks and pranks still ensue. Mostly initiated by Jade and Floyd, and mostly at yours and Riddle's expense. If you two notice that some of your peers, ones that were particularly soft on you and that others claimed had a crush, suddenly are avoiding you after the switch, the twins just tell you that they had to tell them off.

If the twins ask why one of their transformation potions are gone, you and Riddle better not tell them that you got curious about how being a merman felt like and didn't know how to transform back without using the potion. Unless you want to get teased about it, of course.

They'll find out regardless, and each twin with tease their respective human, asking them why they were so interested in the first place.

“Awww, is my lil Goldfishie interested in being under the sea? Don't worry, I'll make sure you're all prepped before taking ya back home with me!”

“If you wanted to know what being a mer is like, you could have asked me~ I'd be happy to make you a potion and take you to the depths with me. I have several lovely, private areas that I think you'd greatly enjoy.”

Maybe this is what you all needed to break the ice? Or maybe it just makes it thicker, I'll leave it up to you!

[lifedoesntdiscriminate]

milton i love ALL cheese. every cheese is good cheese to me! if i HAD to pick a cheese to be my only cheese forever i would say brie. -🧀anon

ive never had brie. ill have to try it sometime :3

[textingtroublesanswers]

Hello Medic

Get cheesed

*throws a slice of cheese at him and swan dives out the nearest window*

- the 🧀 anon

Ludwig dodges the cheese without even looking at you, "Nice try, but I get things thrown at me quite often." He goes back to his test tubes.

[marksbear2]

Need Tommy Shelby to put me down and fuck me dumb while he call me his good boy, i‐ 🏃‍♂️‍➡️🏃‍♂️‍➡️🏃‍♂️‍➡️

🧀anon

My man my mannn, him and Arthur are my favorite out of the whole show. I’m gonna write a small lil thing abt this. And hi 🧀!!

⚠️Warnings!! Bottom reader, Praising, dirty talk, talking through it, spooning, cuddle sex, jerking off, short since I didn’t wanna write bottom reader 😭. And etc⚠️

Thomas Shelby x male reader

The bed squeaked and hit the headboard, grunts and moans falls from both men’s lips. Skin to skin as the Shelby’s hand wondered and touched your chest while kissing and nibbling on his neck. Both men were laying their sides spooning each other.

Tommy’s hips snapped back and forth thrusting his cock deep inside of you.

You let out a shaky breath as you feel Tommy’s lips kiss your ear then lower kissing down your jawline before down your neck.

“Your a good boy, taking my cock like a go lil thing, yeah.” Tommy praises as his tongue trailed down your neck. You’ve never heard Tommy this affectionate. He probably was wanted something after this, but you couldn’t care for the moment.

You feel his hand move down from your chest and to your cock wrapping his hand around it and jerking you off at the rhythm of his thrust.

“Good boy, good boy. Just like that huh?~” Tommy says kissing the side of your face as he thrusted in and out of you.

He either wanted something after this or disappear for weeks after this. You didn’t even understand why you let him do this to you. But you couldn’t help it. Thomas was perfect.

“Wanna cum?— can you be a good boy and cum for me?” Tommy asks breathing heavy by your ear as he jerks your cock off faster.

“I’ll be your good boy, I’ll cum!” You respond back in a weak moan as he jerks off your cock.

“Good boy, cum for me, cum for me.” He says as he squeezed your cock and stroked it with his rough hand.

You couldn’t hold off your orgasm any longer.

With a few more heavy moans and gasping you cum. Your cock spurts out its cum over Tommy’s hand and some getting onto the sheets.

Your hips thrust into his hand as he milks your cock. 

“Good boy.“

“You hear me, love? Good boy.”

THE END

[projectsekaitakes]

l/n is overhated like what did they do to yall😭😭

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[meo-eiru]

IM FREEEEEE!!!!!

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I'M LATE BUT WOOO YOU GOT YOUR CHEESE BACK YOU CAN FEED YOUR KIDS NOW

[sqtorux]

imagine:

Lazy morning with Choso, no stress or anything. No missions mentioned or any work worries.

And for fun, you decide to sit up (in this I imagined Choso was laying in your chest) and start massaging his and all great stuff that slowly transforms into making different hairstyles on his hair

(I need this so bad.)

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this is so soft im literally crying.

choso would be confused at first when you get up but he'd physically melt when you pull him closer and gently massage his gorgeous silky hair you find yourself getting envious of sometimes (we all are). this man loves it when you run your hands through his hair omg. hes very good with it too,, he even taught you how to do this iconic staple twin buns!!

this time however, you're the one with creative freedom; playing with his hair, adorning it with various different styles: braiding it, tying it and when did you even find small flower clips that now graced his crown?? of course you took lots of pictures as well because it's way too adorable!

the best hairstyle on him however, is his hair down in its raw state, framing his face perfectly. a close call to the messy, fluffy bed hair after you guys play wrestle in bed (or maybe something else,, you decide ;))

[dipperscavern]

Robb: the armor stays ON during sex

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having a quickie w robb in the council meeting tent & the armor stays on as he bends you over the table 🎀 or something idk @useralba

[peachesofteal]

omg I know I need a therapist probably- but the baby trap au where darling died-- my heart is broken. it was so well written. Imagine Simon and Johnny going home with the Bee and struggling to take care of her without darling. They're grieving and dealing with guilt because they essentially were the cause of her death. the guilt would be consuming. I can imagine them getting into arguments because of the stress and breaking down because they can't care for bee the way darling could. 😭

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Cheese anon, you sweet medieval torturer. We all need therapy, clearly, don't worry you're not alone. I live for angst like this. So much love to you. Cheese anon is referencing this ask. (I'm pretty sure)

18+ MDNI / baby trap au / mature themes

"Shhh, shhh." Johnny paces back and forth from the living room, trying to get Bee to close her eyes, go back to sleep so he can also, try to get some rest.

"Is it her stomach?" Simon grumbles from the bedroom door, rubbing his face sleepily, and Johnny tries to take a long deep breath through his nose. "Well?" His partner prompts.

"NO, is not her stomach." He bites out before he can stop himself, anger and sadness and everything else bleeding into his tone. Simon's brow shutters low, irritated.

"I'm just tryin' to help."

"Well, you're doing a shite job of it. Just go back to bed." He huffs, not bothering to hide his frustration, his irritation. He's been up with Bee for hours now, because it's his night, and Simon's supposed to be sleeping.

Bee wails louder in his arms, and he grimaces.

"'m sorry, sweet lass. I'm sorry."

"Johnny." He ignores him. "Johnny. Do you need a break?"

"No, Simon. I need her mum. She needs her mum." He snaps, and Simon tenses, entire body stringing live like a wire. Bee's still crying, and Simon is standing here, shirtless, staring at him, and it's all enough to drive him a little mad.

He doesn't even realize he's crying, until there's warmth pressing across his back, Simon's chest against him, big arms coming around to support Bee's weight in the crook of his elbow.

"Let me take over for a bit." He coaxes, and Johnny shakes his head furiously, but the tears are clouding his vision, and he can't shake the cry that's building in his throat.

"This is our fault." He sobs. "She hates us, and it's our fault. We took her mum away." He can't stop the overflow of feelings now, and barely registers that Simon is lowering him to the couch, Bee still crying in his arms. “How’re we supposed to take care of her, we couldn’t even take care of her mum.” He cries, and Simon doesn’t respond, just sits next to him, still as a statue.

“I don’t know… we have to try.”

“We are trying!” He snaps through his tears, and Bee cries louder in response. “She hates us.” And why shouldn’t she? They did this, to you. To Bee. He doesn’t even fight it when Simon pulls the squalling infant from his grasp, rocking her into his embrace, trying to quiet her.

It’s too much. All of it. Everything. The baby crying. The vase sitting on the mantle. The collection of things they brought from your apartment, everything for Bee’s room that you so clearly picked out with love and care. The baby book, that has a handwritten note on the front page, telling your daughter how much you love her, no matter what. The quilt, that you had made yourself, sweetly pieced together painstakingly over nine long months. A framed photograph, of you at the beach, before you knew them, smiling and carefree. It’s signed with your name on the back, and then ‘your mum’ in quotations with a smiley face.

“Johnny-“ Simon calls to him, and he jerks to his feet.

“I need a break.” He mumbles, not bothering to turn and look back as he pushes through the bedroom door.

[mochinomnoms]

Out of all of twisted wonderland and the magic and stuff Rook really is the one i cant wrap my head around, after reading his backstory of how he ended up in pomefiore (which is pretty well … Rook) I just really want to peek more into his brain and backstory especially his family. There’s so many different directions that his family could be like, secret agents , zoologists, monster hunters (or some twisted wonderland equivalent), or maybe just a pretty normal loving traveling family with a very eccentric son (or plot twist Rook is considered the least eccentric). (PS I can totally see a curve ball being thrown that Rook indeed doesnt have a French accent and just fakes it)

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I want his accent to be fake so bad you don't even know!!!! Do you even know how funny it would be? How ridiculous it would be? They won't tho, they'll keep Rook french and I'll have to suffer with that...

But I also think it would be really really funny if Rook's family was a bunch of relatively normal people who love and support their eccentric son. I think that they have to have some well paying jobs, as they own several villas in different countries. And those villas are very nice based on the beginning of chapter 6. I think that the most likely case, with them owning several homes and estates, they are probably real estate agents/real estate developers! I hate landlords, but I suppose they still have to exist in some capacity in TWST lol. I think this works well with them being very wealthy and owning several properties, but one of his parents could also be heirs like Kalim, but maybe on a lesser scale.

I'd be interested to hear what everyone else thinks, since Rook canonically does not like talking about himself and is actually private regarding his personal life. Maybe that's for a reason?

[lifedoesntdiscriminate]

those are such good cheeses you have good taste in cheese -🧀anon

thx :3 whats your favorite type of cheese

[tangytiramisu]

Would la squadra let their S/o put makeup on them?🤓 I feel like Pesci definitely and ghiaccio would be hesitant. What abt you?

Oh this is a funny question xD You’re right about Pesci and Ghia! Pesci would also be hesitant at first but he loves you so he’d eventually cave. Ghia has to have been with you for a long time to let you do it lmao

Risotto and Prosciutto will have to be convinced and maybe even pled with. We all know how carefree Melone and Formaggio are so they’re up for anything. Illuso almost always says no so you’ll straight up have to bribe him 😭

[lethalchiralium]

hiiiii!! first off, I absolutely love all your content. The way you write is just *chefs kiss* 🤌

would you consider writing what it was like for reader when mellie was born? being in the hospital alone, crying out for Simon even though she knew he couldn't be there. Feeling like she couldn't do it without him. that had to be so so difficult for her. I'd love to see your thoughts on it. 🩷🩷

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cheese anon you wound me 😭

happiness canon 🥺🫶

warnings: mentions of labor and birth!

“It’s okay, Mama’s okay, Winnie.”

Your daughter sat beside you on your bed, the last day she’d ever be an only child, the last day she would be your only daughter. Your hands gently petted her curls, her eyes were full of worry for you.

“I’m so proud of you. You called for help and got me help,” Your hand gently held her cheek. “You are so good. Roach is gonna take you to go to sit and wait, okay?”

Your husband’s friend stood quietly a few feet away - he was the only contact of Simon’s you had since he used to babysit Winnie for you when you had emergencies back home. He was nice and very apologetic that even he couldn’t get in contact with anyone from the 141, let alone Simon.

Winnie leaned forwards and kissed your face, you kissed her cheek back as your right hand clenched onto the blankets beside you - you could feel the start of another contraction.

“Go. Be good for me.”

“Okay, Mama.”

Roach scooped up the four year old, he gave you a smile before carrying your daughter away - now you were alone. No one you loved could be here in time, and the most important one didn’t even know you were pregnant, let alone laboring and delivering alone. Your parents were stuck in Maine for another day due to a bad storm, your oldest brother Jake was deployed, and your two younger brothers, Tommy and Dave, were too young to travel by themselves. You had no one, but you had assumed you would the entire pregnancy. The only person who came through was a friend of your husband, but you needed Winnie to be safe before you needed support. As soon as they were out the door, you called out for your husband, a weary voice mumbling, “Simon, Simon, Simon…”

Heart beating out of your chest, another wave of intense pain ripped through your stomach, hands gripping onto the handles of the hospital bed as you let out a yell; the nurses that bustled around your room didn’t even bat an eye. One of them instantly came to your side, holding your phone which you had given her an hour ago. She gave you a sorrowful look.

“I’m sorry, he still didn’t answer.”

You nodded, still gripping the handles of the bed and trying to breathe.

You can do this. You can do this. Do it. You’ll be okay.

Fear had been written into your entire body with fire, burning the underside of your skin with every move you’ve made for the past however many hours you had been in the hospital. The harsh light, the ice chips, the IV that always seemed to go off whenever you finally got some sleep - it all made you feel uncomfortable. You weren’t ready. You wouldn’t be ready until Simon appeared by your side, taking your hand and telling you everything would be alright - but he wasn’t coming.

The nurse took your hand from the handles of the bed, squeezing it with her own and she smiled at you. “It’s okay. I’ll be here the whole time, whatever you need. Let’s meet this baby, yeah?”

You cried when she said that.

“I can do this.” You spoke quietly.

She nodded. “You can do this. We’ve got you.”

•••

Your phone was left on the side table, quiet. Your newborn was just placed on your chest after she had her checks, wrapped in a small blanket. You hadn’t even seen her eyes yet, her cries has quieted as she pressed her little baby face into your collarbone with a mere squeak.

Your arm held her up, your free hand smoothed out the small H/C strands on her head. Your fingertip traced the shape of her eyebrows, the apple of her tiny cheek, her button nose - there was no mistake that your daughter looked like her father. It made you smile.

“Hi Melody. I’m your mom.”

She cooed as you gently tapped her nose, your nurse gently cleared her throat. You didn’t even look away from your beautiful baby.

“Melody Riley.”

“No middle name?” The nurse asked from the bassinet, writing your daughter’s name onto the paper placard.

You shook your head quietly, admiring the little human you made. The way her skin was warm and soft, a comforting weight on your chest as you memorized her little face. Her little eyelids squeezed together as she sneezed, you almost muttered a ‘Bless you’ if it wasn’t for her opening her eyes. They looked exactly like Simon’s, and it made you smile.

“Not yet, my husband gets to name her too.”

the happiness asks give me life fr fr

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[pjsk-headcanons]

hate anon should disrespectfully become a squashed potato because LET PEOPLE HAVE THEIR MIZU5 FUN!!!!!!!!!!

actual hc (crack hc but anyways) akito hasnt had a room reveal yet because there is no room to reveal he actually lives in a cardboard box in enas closet (the closet is glass)

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[bills-library]

Cheese.

-🧀 Anon

NOOO MY BEAUTIFUL FORM HAS BEEN TURNED TO C H E E S E

[crk-confessions]

Burning Spice is my favorite beast so far but if they ARE inspired by Indian culture oh my god devsisters don't fuck it up PLEASE!!!!!!!

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