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[kiki-thekaktus]

[hungrydogs-if]

I scoured through every crumb of this blog and am appalled that there aren't more jealousy asks. So I'm fixing it. How do the ROs act when they're jealous? (I know this might be a toxic thing please feel free to ignore (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠))

babe we're talking about a bunch of gun-toting rat bastard outlaws with a numerous amount of local arrest warrants (and federal ones!) here, i think it's already in the realm toxic lol

dane's jealousy levels are an intricate machine with complex nuances - i'm shitting you, it depends how drunk and/or how deep in his feels he is. goes just from simply hovering with a lot of touches here and there, to some very creative ways to make the situation stop.

mona doesn't get jealous, she gets exasperated. straight to the point, whenever she feels like she needs to at least do something, she'll just throw you over her shoulder and walk away lol. there's not much else to it, she just doesn't feel the jealousy bug like others.

angel is a bit of a outlier because they don't get jealous in a traditional sense. they're too overworked to give feeling like that a second thought, but they get even more immersed in their work if they do come across whatever could cause jealousy. denial is a river in egypt and all that.

sam is surprisingly the worst of them. they don't do the whole possessive "you can't see x/y/z because i say so" but more like... insecure. they'll try to bribe you with gifts and then spiral into guilt because they realize that's technically lovebombing. they get better if there's a talk about it though.

thirteen has experienced jealousy very, very, very rarely. hell, they really don't care about anything anyway, what reason do they have to be jealous? if they did have a moment like this though, it's likely that they start hovering and taking a keen interest in whatever the object of their jealousy is doing.

[ohmylcve]

closed starter for @ruinedsoulsrp ! based on this.

the more sage tried to stay away from him, the more she would think about the first time their hands touched, the first time he pulled a strand of her hair back, or even literally any move of his towards her. it was getting harder for her to stay away from him, even though she was sensing that was what he was trying to do. "knock knock." she vocalizes, head tilting a bit as she leans in the doorway. "can i come in?"

[navybrat817]

HEAR ME OUT. You. Bucky. You on Bucky’s bike in a reverse straddle. Him facing you. You’re caged in against the handlebars. NAKED. He’s revving the engine till you drench the leather of his seat. 🏍️🖤

Hold on, nonnie. Are you the one who recently sent me the IG video with the "biker"? 👀

Sorry. I had to do the Bucky gif.

You lovelies are really going to make me write a biker fic, which I have avoided. At the very least Bucky with a motorcycle, which I do have a few of those.

Because now the image of Bucky smirking as you make a mess on the seat and the sound you make are even sweeter than the purr of his engine and-

Love and thanks! ❤️

[askmarcille]

Opinion on requesters being very impatient when requesting their OC for free?

I've actually never experienced this (at least not yet). Like, everyone's been super chill so far when it comes to sending things in.

I could understand it would be frustrating when the same person keeps flooding the inbox with requests for you to do something for them. I feel like art blogs might go through this a bit more than RP blogs, but everyone who's dropped by so far into my inbox is super sweet and understanding. (Having no hate messags from anons has also been wonderful).

Especially when I took that extra two day hiatus after the wedding <3

[genshin-hsr-rambles]

any hcs abt gaming? man needs more love

Gaming Headcanons:

Definitely the kind of guy to help the elderly. Probably does small wushou dance performances for retirement homes.

Though typically busy, in his free time he likes to try replicate some of Xiangling’s recipes. Always makes them way too spicy.

Has a lot of obscure talents he discovered before he settled on wushou dancing as his career.

Very family-oriented. Big brother figure of a lot of Liyue’s younger residents as a result.

Brings Baizhu and Qiqi presents every now and then to thank them for their help.

Though they don’t see eye to eye, he hopes his dad can be proud of him one day.

Good conflict resolution skills. Often has to deal with Hu Tao and Qiqi’s issues.

Would love beach volleyball. This one is just a feeling.

Sometimes when people cancel their deliveries, he ends out with the cancelled package. Takes it to Xianyun whenever this happens to see if she can use it for her inventions.

His love languages are quality time and acts of service. Still enjoys and partakes in the others, but those are definitely the main ways he expresses his love.

Has worked with Kirara a few times, they get along well.

Used to get really nervous before wushou dances. Even though he’s quite skilled at it now, he still gets a little nervous.

Very empathetic; doesn’t really hold grudges.

Gaming, Nahida and Yoimiya would absolutely get along and you cannot convince me otherwise.

Enjoys chess but isn’t very good at it.

[draagu]

yo!! @boyswhowawa

your foxificer!!! because one homygosh they are so cool and two! because you are really awesome! all the little doodles and drawings you make are amazing and you are such a nice person!

hope ya like it :D

[oldmanenjoyer]

If you’re alright with it, I’d love to see something with Noise! Maybe a polite, caring and respectful lover who’ll always be at home waiting for him. Someone to cook him dinner every night, who’d let him lay his head down on their lap as he vents and relaxes as they pet his head, someone to hold him close at night..

I’m very normal about this little gremlin. Very, very normal. I want to see this man domesticated.

You two are an enigma to everyone else. The Noise is, well, the Noise. And you seem to be his complete opposite. You have gentle hands and a gentle voice, while the Noise is all about shouting and bombs. How do you two even make it work?

They don't see the tiredness that weighs on y our little rat man once he comes home in the afternoons. The way he slugs in, kicking off his uniform (be it the costume or the suit) just to walk into your waiting arms. You easily lift him into a warm hug, the silence a rare peace for such a chaotic man.

The Noise could fall asleep in your arms, if you'd let him. But he is hungry too, so he reluctantly lets you set him down at the table to ready and eat. He always horks it down too, whatever you made, no matter how tired he is. Your food makes him feel like he hasn't eaten in days and he's finally found the buffet he's been crawling about the desert for.

Afterwards, when he's rounder and even more pliant, you carry him to the couch for snuggling. He flips the TV to some old show and curls up in your lap. You run your fingers through his hair as you watch, making soft comments occasionally, not that he's really paying attention.

Come morning, he's tearing you out of bed to dance the morning away, breakfast serving out faster than you thought possible. But for now, he's curled up against you stomach, smiling as you scratch his back.

And the love you both feel keeps you warm throughout the night.

[freshcutswag]

My Yyh dating timeline..

(NOT SATIRE!!!)

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Hi guys!

[bouquetshark]

Hello there! Is it ok to do a request for Royal Margarine Cookie x reader. Asking him a one date

Royal Margarine x Barkeep!Reader

As a general baseline, Royal Margarine is a naturally flirtatious, passionate and charismatic individual— catching stares everywhere he goes for his handsomeness, and his ADORABLE Wyvern!

• The day you met Royal Margarine Cookie, who walked in was the day your eyes set on him, and him only. You'd never been so in love with any cookie before! Even if you'd only talked to him a handful of times—and he was very flirty the entire time you two talked, despite it being a very clear front for his true social awkwardness and lack of eye contact. But, that didn't matter to you.

Y/N work's at the tavern, being a cook in the back and waiter in the front. After all, there can't just be 3 Cookie's running the place!

• And being you, you immediately sought him out on a date. In your own special way, of course.

• You sat next to him in the tavern— it was your day off. Smiling at him with a wink as you wrote your number on a piece of paper, and handing it to him discreetly. You blew a kiss on the way out. Of course, Royal Margarine was quite the flirt, but to have a Cookie as beautiful as you sit next to him?! And give him your number?! It was like a dream come true!

• The next day, Margarine sat at the bakery, anxiously awaiting your arrival with a coffee in hand. Buttercream at his side, her had rest on his shoulder.

• as you walked in and sat down across from him, you swore you heard Margarine mumble something under his breath.

• “This is the one. I just know it.”

[mayhemmaybe]

[xoxoabbeymaddox]

Abbey walked up to Mary when she spotted her and hugged her once she reached her. "Hi. Are you enjoying yourself?" Abbey grinned as she sipped on her tequila sunrise. @marryy-bowderxoxo

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @thefvrious loosely based on the third bullet of this

Prince didn't often allow himself to be at anyone's beck and call, that wasn't his style, he wasn't a very helpful man if the favors he was completing didn't benefit him in the end in some way. That meant he didn't often give out his personal number. Sure, his business phone was on 24/7 and was used at all hours, but not his personal. So when it rang past 10 that evening he was very tempted to ignore it.

The caller ID showing the blonde who managed the biker bar that belonged to one of the motorcycle clubs he often worked with. The two were friendly, hell, they'd shared drinks and ended up under the sheets together. She had fire and wit and he enjoyed those qualities. A small sigh left him as he answered it.

He listened to her say she needed his help but she wouldn't go into detail and though he was already settled in at home, he got dressed in another clean suit; hardly ever leaving the house in anything less, and made his way to the bar. He walked in and found her behind the bar. Taking a seat he offered a slight smirk. "Well you might as well pour me a drink while you tell me why you pulled me outta me house." he spoke keeping his tone light, his accent thick on his words.

[ohmylcve]

closed spotify starter for @celestialmuses !

"all the ways i'd keep you safe, i'd keep you safe from me." how hard it was such a task. when willow noticed how much she could give compared to how much they deserved, it became clear to her that she could no longer keep on going with all of that. but facing the decision was even harder... which led both of them to be hurt, more than they should, actually. "oh, my love. i lied to you." she finally confesses, gathering just enough strength to whisper the next part: "but i never needed to."

{ song: liar - paramore ; muse: willow hawke }

[meteorshcts]

"you put on muscle!"

“Well, yeah,” Zack replied with a laugh. “That's what happens when you work out all the time!” He flexed a bicep for Roche to examine, looking exceptionally proud of himself.

It, of course, was an exaggeration. Most of the work had been done by the mako showers that they had recently been exposed to, drastically increasing their muscle mass and making it easier for working out to have that effect.

“You're looking pretty buff yourself!” Zack went on. “At this rate, we'll be first class in no time!”

@fourthclone

[the-haunted-office]

Night stepped out of the office. She was getting a bit bored just wandering around the hallways, and plus, there really wasn't all that much the Foundation was interested in, in there. They always wanted more. "ooh, what's the local climate like? how about flora or fauna?" she muttered and rolled her eyes, and tapped her wristband indicating that she was about to start recording data. Then, she swung a heavy backpack (who knows where it came from) onto her shoulders, and proceeded to wander off into the outside lands.

-@nightwing-scp

Upon exiting the office, there are the following things that can be readily seen:

The ground, most of which is covered in a mixture of dirt and varying lengths of grass of varying species.

Insects and a few small lizards scurrying around here and there, many of which were not evolved at the time humanity ended.

An abandoned camp. There are tents and a couple of burned out fire pits. There are no people present, but this is because this is where the slasher zombies were setting up camp waiting for the inhabitants of the Haunted Office to venture forth and become their next victims. The zombies are gone now, thanks to the Lobster Mafia.

A pile of what appears to be garbage, which is full of artifacts from the world before it ended - shoes, purses, bottlecaps, scraps of clothes, some bits of unidentifiable plastic, rocks. It looks like it has been dug through and this is because Thursday has been picking through it and collecting colorful pieces of smoothed down glass and other interesting things.

Bushes, shrubs, brambles, vines, trees; all manner of flora.

No animals outside of birds and insects and the small lizards. Not yet. Or at least none that can be readily seen. Or at least nothing that resembles an animal.

In the distance, towering over even the tallest trees, are skyscraper buildings. Oddly enough, they tremble and sway in the breeze, looking at some points like they might break or topple over, but they don’t. They’re moving in a solid, fluid motion that’s baffling to the eye, like stalks of seaweed swaying in an ocean current. And when the wind moves just right, eerie howling sounds fill the air from all around, the sounds of the structures speaking to each other.

Smaller buildings scattered about haphazardly and with no visible pattern unlike the way humans would lay out their environment with careful planning. They are in varying states of decay, although some appear to be in great shape.

The sky, marred by checkered spaces filled in with ads that are playing on an endless loop. Anything and everything from cars, car insurance, homeowner’s insurance, renter’s insurance, health insurance, insurance for your pets, fast food, slow food, soda, beer, perfume, cologne, make-up, clothing, medicines, medications, salves, anti-aging creams, face masks, masks for each part of your face, toys, collectibles, and all manner of things in between. Thankfully the volume either appears to be on mute or broken, because there is no sound emitting from them.

Nothing else of note appears to be going on.

Night's gadgets, however, may note that although it is the beginning of February, traditionally a cold winter month, the ambient outside temperature is a balmy 76 degrees. The sky is blue and fairly clear, save for a few wispy clouds high up above even the sky ads. For all appearances, it could be a pleasant spring day.