#*GRABS ICE KING AGGRESSIVELY*

[guess-i-do-art]

My friend told me to draw Ice King with pancakes and bacon 🧐

I’m about halfway through Adventure Time right now, I just made it to s5 last night. And oooOOOHHHHH MY STARS THE LORE IS INSANEEEE

Most people tend to draw AT fanart in a style similar to the show’s, so I attempted to do that while also combining elements from my own style 🤨 idk it kinda worked

Someone hold me back before I purposely look up spoilers because I can’t control myself

He looks like a little fox in the second picture 🫶

[yjhzies]

“Museum dates.” — JWW

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff . est relation . crack

⋆ pairings : wonwoo x f!reader ⋆ warning : reader isn't that interested in art, Wonwoo is a hot nerd, terms of endearment (baby, love) ⋆ wc : 0.5k [✉️] · Visiting museum is interesting - not that much, but if your boyfriend likes it, you like it too!

⋆ - note : IM HONESTLY NOT INTERESTED IN ART TOO, so I got many things wrong 🎀 can be read as gn!reader, but I'm not sure 😔 | tysm @gyubakeries 4 the req <33

"Baby, look here,"

You turned to the direction of the voice and found your boyfriend, Wonwoo, staring at an art piece by the wall.

"Yeah?"

"Look at this."

You look at it, and honestly, you're not as impressed as him. Not that you didn't find it interesting, but you were never into art that much. Maybe you just don't understand.

Wonwoo gently took your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours, pointing at the art piece.

"See this person? It's the king of the kingdom that won this war." He said, referring to the war dates mentioned below, glancing at you for a brief second.

You nod in acknowledgement, squinting your eyes as you took in the way the king's head was shaped weirdly, and giggled to yourself.

Wonwoo looked at you, his eyebrows knitting together.

"Hm?"

You pause and glance at him; he was looking at you confused.

"...what?" You ask, sheepishly smiling. Your boyfriend peered at your face, then puckered his lips.

"You don't find this interesting?"

Your smile slowly fades as you blink nervous.

"No, no! Why would you think that!" You laugh, hitting his shoulder and rest your hands on your hips.

"Ah, that hurt," Wonwoo winced, rubbing his shoulder. Your brows cured upwards and eyes flashed with worry as you reached out to touch the part where you had hit him.

"Did I hit too hard? I'm sorry-"

"Okay, okay, let's go see some other art works!" Wonwoo grabbed your hand gently, and led you towards a different section.

"Look," he smiled, nodding towards the art piece in front of you.

"Woah, is that an ice cream cone!?" You gasp, pointing at it.

"It's a flower pot, love."

You pause, mentally slap yourself, and turn around to face him. The amusement in his voice, and now he was grinning at you. Embarrassing.

"I knew it, I knew it, of course!" You widen your eyes, trying to prove your point that didn't exist. Wonwoo nods in agreement, smiling amusedly.

"Of course you did," he chuckled, brushing a hair strand behind your ear. "Does that ice cream cone look delicious though?" He asked, glancing at the art piece behind you.

Your right eye twitched, and your face painted with a frown. "Well, it won't when I don't agree to visit the museum next time."

Wonwoo frowned, his soft lips jutting out in a soft pout.

"Hey, don't say that..."

"Say what?"

"That you won't go out on a museum date with me."

You nod, pretending to think for a moment. "Ice cream?"

"As many as you want." Your boyfriend's face lit up with hope. How could you deny a cute your man?

"Alright!" You chirp, swinging his hand back and fourth as he mirrored your grin.

You'd attend as many museum dates as he wants. You'd listen to all his nerd-talks, and still never get bored. Even though you don't understand a thing, having Wonwoo be the yapper seems to activate the cuteness aggression in you. So, you don't mind being the listener for once.

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[ranticore]

Longwing siren harpy VS Cuinn Vs Ironwall harpy showdown. Who wins??? (They can use their in-world technology I guess)

we're asking the real questions now. let's compare three individuals. I'm shocked I haven't drawn an up to date image of one of my actual Siren longwings.. all the other ones still have tails but longwings don't have those anymore

longwing siren harpy: Miakef From My Blog Header

advantages:

the navigational visor acts to shield the face and eyes

has hands to hold things (weapons maybe?)

quadrupedal stance means a strong and explosive take-off

disadvantages:

flight tends to be slow and hyper specialised

claws are practically vestigal, they have no natural weapons and would struggle to carry substantial manmade weapons

the body of a longwing harpy is extremely small, fragile, and light, they're the ultralight aircraft of the siren harpy world they would rather fly away forever than fight

Ironwall Eagle Harpy: Pascal Leclerc (taking a break from being a horse)

advantages:

it's a yes for natural weapons, no beak no problem. catch these wing-hands

owns a phone with internet access so he could cyberbully you

might call the cops

disadvantages

just a big bird with a guy's face and tits

no natural desire to fight

deep well of insecurity means he's vulnerable to psychological attack

its just like whatever man who cares

Ama Plains Eagle Harpy: it's Cuinn/Ice Storm Over Kosa with the steel chair

advantages:

bloodthirsty and eager to kill, has a biological drive to fight

yes for natural weapons, for artificial weapons i guess he could use a sharpened stick

could get the rest of the flock to attack if you're not a personal rival

deep well of insecurity means he is more likely to ramp up the aggression in response to psychological attack

disadvantages:

as a regular cob harpy he's not that big or strong. and kings are rare on a population level so you'd be more likely fighting a cob than a king

no lips 😔 unkissable

no hands! he doesn't have hands and must use his mouth and feet for tool manipulation. you could just grab him while his feet are busy

overall size comparison (with placeholder longwing):

they're closer in size than i thought. longwing max height is 6ft according to my siren height chart but that's if the neck is stretched out, and cuinn is also 6ft if he stretches. ironwall harpies are comparatively and nonsensically gigantic because i was like fuck it what if i didn't care about flight dynamics for once (and then i put them back in later because i couldn't help myself)

ultimately i think the ama plains harpy is most likely to win because he wants to win and his continued existence as a king (if he is a king at time of fight) relies on him winning. longwing harpy is not built for combat at all but the visor technology would flag any opponent before they were within a hundred miles so they could just leave. ironwall harpies might be big and could probably match an ama harpy if they wanted to but tbh they're too busy worrying about their mortgage (& in pascal's case, which bandmate wants to kick him out)

[usernameforaboredcat]

Impressive (Monster Trio)

You’re always so nice and a little of a push over, being considered a member of the scared trio. You know, being scared and hiding away when there’s a big bad with Nami, Chopper and Usopp. Until one day, you get tipped and defend your beloved boyfriend.

This is a request, enjoy sweets <3

~

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Luffy

It was a nice quiet day on the sunny, Luffy, Usopp and yourself sitting on the edge of the Sunny while fishing. Nothing had bitten any of your lines all day, and your captain was getting irritated. “I’m hungry”. He cries, looking like he was about to die. “Just a little longer Lulu, I’m sure we’ll catch something soon”. You reassure him, sending him a small smile. “Before it disappears again”. Usopp mutters, directed at Luffy but he didn’t hear.

All of a sudden, Usopps line started to pull. “I got something!”. He says happily, starts in Luffys eyes. The pulling gets more aggressive, yourself and Luffy rushing behind him to help pull it up. You three pull something up, but it’s not just a big fish. “SEEEAAA KIIING!!!”. You and Usopp scream, getting eyed down by the monster and alerting the other crew mates, followed by Nami and Chopper screaming.

Before Luffy could react and punch the sea king, you jump up. He watches with wide eyes as you punch down on its head, the sea kings limp body slamming to the ocean. The crew rushes over and sees you standing on top of the sea king, using your arm to wipe away the sweat off your brow. “Luffy! I got lunch!”. You yell out to him.

He reaches out his arms and wraps around your waist, pulling you back up onto the ship crashing onto the grass of the Sunny. “THAT WAS SO COOL!”. He cheers, stars in his eyes. “Of course, I like taking care of you”. You tell him. He gives you a classic smile and chuckles at your sweet words. “You’re the best!”.

~

Sanji

It was one of the days that the Sunny was docked at an island, adventure for some and restocking and repairs for others. You joined your boyfriend do some shopping, having to restock quite a lot especially with the endless pit that is your captains stomach.

As you two walk you spot a nice little drink shop, selling iced fruity drinks. It is a hot day, and it would be nice to get something nice and sweet for you and Sanji. “Hey Sanji”. You call, getting your boyfriends attention. “Yes, (Y/n) my love?”. He responds. “I’m gonna go get something, I’ll be back in a minute. I’ll catch up”. You tell him. “Alright, stay safe”. He tells you. You’d thought to keep it surprise, especially since he’s over working himself and carrying up to 5 large crates on his own.

After getting yourself and Sanji nice iced drink, you spot Sanji. More importantly you see someone lingering close behind him, too close and clearly getting ready to mug him. As the man reaches the grab Sanjis wallet, without thinking you sprint forward and punch the man in the face. The commotion caused Sanji to stop in his tracks and turn around, seeing a man withering on the ground in pain while you stood still from when you punched.

You notice him looking, you turn to him and giggle nervously. “He was about to mug you”. You just blatantly stated. He almost dropped everything as he looked you with hearts in his eyes. “AwmyloveyouresoconsiderateIloveyousomuuuch!”. He coos. He then straightens himself. “By the way, what did you want to grab?”. He asks. You now realize that you weren’t holding the drinks anymore, looking behind you and seeing your drinks on the ground. “Nothing”.

~

Zoro

The day is hot, burning even. And worse your boyfriend had gotten you two lost in the middle of the woods on a foreign island. You desperately wanted to say something, but you knew that he was already stressed enough cause not only did he get himself lost he got you lost. As you two walk, he turns to look over at you over his shoulder as he continues to walk. “You doin okay?”. He asks you. “Yeah, I’m good”. You reassure, even if you felt like you where gonna pass out from heat and exhaustion.

He looks at you with a blank face. “Let’s take a break”. He states, walking over to a nearby tree and taking a seat under it. “Good idea”. You huff, falling down and laying on the ground. Zoro chuckles at your antics, his smile then dropping when he thinks more about the situation. So stressed that he started to doze off a bit.

“ZORO!”. His eyes snapped open, seeing you as your fist collided with the top of the head of a snake ten times you size. You let out a sigh of relief, seeing that he was okay. “What happened?”. He asks, still in a kind of shock at the sight in front of him. “This guy went to eat you, kinda acted on instinct when I saw”. You explain.

Weird, usually he’d be able to tell if a threat that big or any threat at that was coming at him. He smiles softly at you, getting up from his spot and placing a hand on your head. “Thanks for having my back”. He thanks, sending you a soft smile. You beam a bright smile up at him. “No problem!”.

[literatemisfit]

My thoughts on Opening Night of Macbeth at the Harold Pinter Theatre, Oct 1, 2024:

SPOILERS ON ALL OF IT

I have never. Ever. Seen theatre like that. The theatricality in the way everyone moved, the dramatics behind every word, the energy that every single actor had for the action and the violence

The thriller aspects of the play fucking floored me. The opening flash of light on Macbeth, bloodied and traumatized, shocked me and will stay with me forever. The red lights on the witches/visions that haunt Macbeth and convulse at his feet, then attack him and make HIM convulse and whimper and *scream* fuck

Macbeth fighting off imaginary foes was genius (and also made me giggle bc David fighting no one is kind of adorable)

Macbeth's grappling with manhood was beautifully done - from soft and desperate to prove himself to his wife, to fighting with himself to kill or not to kill the king, to aggressively grabbing at and grinding on his wife ordering her to give him male children, then righteous rage at those who turn against him

Also. The way that man moves his body on the stage is - spellbinding. Bowing to the King flat on his stomach in submission, arms out like a cross in reverence and vulnerability. Crouching and kneeling, legs splayed out, lowering himself to the ground in sorrow

The knocking behind the glass chilled me. The murders of Macduff's family disturbed me. The young actor Caspar is absolutely incredible - Macbeth catching young Macduff as if to help and shush him and then handing him off to the murderer, to his doom

The gunshots! How can I forget the gunshots ringing out all around as the witches taunt and tease him, writhing and twisting and calling out to him. His fear at being surrounded by amazing horrors, his anger at learning that he isn't invincible

And oh. Oh my God the folk dancing. Never have I seen anything more extra, more energetic, more folk inspired yet modern? around and around and around they spun with mad grins and roaring laughs and growls, a show of manhood and aggression as well as mirth and pleasure

The way they froze scenes - like the dance - to emphasize the terror or the shared looks or the doubt or the thereto untold knowledge of their crime

The beautiful and rugged Scottish accents and Cush's sublime magnificence were the icing on the incredibly tall and wholly overwhelming cake that is David Tennant on stage, doing what he loves most in the whole wide world, with as much energy and turbulence and drama and theatrics and vitality and desperate longing looks as he can possibly muster. David Tennant on stage, doing what he loves:

I think David is a perfect Macbeth. The way he wavers uncertainly at having brought the daggers out of the chamber and not knowing what to do next, being led by his wife and yet so eager to please her and get them the healing they both so desperately need, needing to take charge and finding his courage when it's too late.

His breakdown at Banquo's ghost: a masterclass in fear and rage and trauma, grasping at his wife as they clutch each other on the ground, both enraged yet both afraid and confused and disturbed but for different reasons

Pretending.

[blakeswritingimagines]

Go into the woods (Kinktober day 1)

Warnings: primal play, Roughness, Marking, Dom Robb and female submissive reader

Word count: 1k

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire characters nor do I claim to own them.

Having been waiting to have Robb's attention all day as you found small ways to keep yourself busy, leaning back against a wall when you finally saw him and smiled growing excited but also nervous for what you were going to ask. Biting down on your lower lip as you looked up at him before placing your hands on his arms gently while making eye contact "I need you." There's nothing a king wants more than for his wife to tell him that she needs him. As the head of a household, Robb is constantly surrounded by advisors, counselors, and subjects all needing something from him. However, there is nothing more important than the needs of the woman he loves. He placed his hands on your hips and looked into your eyes as he replied. "Always, my love. What can I do for you?"

Smiling more that you could have his attention before you took a deep breath then made it more clear "Darling, I need you." You spoke as you gave him a look knowing you couldn't say much where anyone could hear you but did lean up closer to his ear as you whispered "I would like to try something new with you my love." Pulling away you looked up at him giving him a seductive look. The idea that his lovely wife wants to try something new with him is absolutely thrilling. As the King in the North, there are times when he feels as though his life is too well-defined and structured. The opportunity to have an experience with you that is completely untamed and unscripted is captivating. However, knowing that you want to try something new makes him a bit nervous. He doesn't want to be too aggressive or too timid. He wants to make you happy. "Trying something new?" with you is an offer he can never refuse. With your suggestion still lingering in his ears, he looked at you with an excited smile on his face. His hands caressed your body as he leaned down and whispered into your ear. "You know I wouldn't say no to that. What would you like to try, my love?"

You grinned at his words happy that he would try or at least listen to you and what you wanted to try, taking his larger hand in your smaller one as you led you both outside making it seem innocent enough that you both were simply taking a stroll together. Once far enough away from the people of the North, you turned to face him as you grew nervous about his reaction but kissed his cheek as you spoke softly "When we lay together there are times you speak of being a wolf….Prove it take me as a wolf." His face lights up with a sly grin as your words sink in. At first, he is shocked by your request, but there is no denying that the idea intrigues him. He stared at you with a mix of surprise and desire as he gently pushed you up against the nearest wall. His eyes run up and down your body, as he growled in your ear, "Show me how the wolf takes his prey." He then leaned in and kissed your neck, making you shiver with anticipation. Gazing into your eyes, he replies thoughtfully, "As a wolf, I will be rough, even brutal. Are you sure this is what you want, my love?"

You giggled when he grabbed you and pinned you to the wall. Your eyes were shining, and your face was flustered from the feeling of his lips. "Of course, I am sure." You whispered into his ear, then bit your lip in a teasing way a sense of desire and nervousness ran through your entire body, when he growled in your ear, everything in your body responded to him. Your hands on his clothes pulling him closer as your legs wrap around his waist. Your lips parted and whispered, "Do not be so gentle with me, sweet wolf." The sound of your voice begging him to be rough with you fuels the fire inside him. He pushed you against the tree more and kissed you fiercely, letting his desire and passion pour out of him through his lips. As he broke the kiss, he looked into your eyes with a feral expression as he continued to growl, "As you wish, my darling." With that, he pinned you to the tree with one hand and began to tear at your clothes with the other. His teeth sank into your neck as he made you gasp with pleasure.

Moaning with satisfaction when you felt his warm hands on your body. You closed your eyes and leaned backward to let him rip through your clothes, showing your beautiful skin off once bare before him. "You can be more aggressive, darling." You whispered in a soft voice as you tugged on his hair as a way to stimulate your lover to be more brutal. "I want to feel your strength and power when you claim me tonight and after." You gasped with pleasure. You bit your lower lip, you liked the way he was, aggressive and possessive. When alone, he doesn’t hide behind any facade or formality, he’ll just take what he wants from you. Not just this night, but from now on. His actions begin to become more firm and deliberate as if to make up for his previously gentle and tender behavior. The sound of your soft moan sparks something primal inside him as his desire grows. "If this is how you want it, then I shall be brutally dominant," he whispered, his voice dripping with lust. He then pushed you to the ground where you could feel the coldness of the snow against your skin. He looked down at you with a wild expression as he bit your neck and pinned your hands to the ground, "You will be my favorite toy tonight." He then moved on top of you to claim what is rightfully his.

[venic-bxtch]

𖤓Crossing the Divide𖤓

𖤓Part 2𖤓

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x fem!pouge!reader

Warnings: Cussing, Rafe kinda babying the reader, some trauma dumping, meanish Rafe, suggestive(I think)

The bed was King sized with a white wooden frame and pink floral designs on the bedsheets, blankets, and pillows. It also had a pink mesh mosquito net. The rest of the room had white walls and filigree designs on the borders. You had 2 dressers, a massive closet, and a vanity. You also had a desk with a laptop on it. Rafe had left a note on it saying you could start applying for colleges and scholarships, and take necessary classes and tests.

You got up, yawned and stretched. You heard a knock on the door.

“Come in.” You said in groggy voice, as you stifled a yawn.

The door opened and Rafe walked in. He was holding a few Chanel and Louis Vuitton shopping bags, and some unopened packages. He had already gotten ready. He wore a black polo shirt with khaki shorts, his prized rings, and gold watch.

“Mornin’ doll face.” He smiled and put the items on the bench in front of your bed.

You looked at him with a little smile,”Good morning Rafe.”

He sat by you on the bed,”How’d you sleep?”

You sighed dreamily, remembering the absolute paradise you felt while sleeping,”Amazing. I actually slept through the night for once.”

He stroked your cheek,”You’ve never slept through the night, doll face?”

You shook your head,”Nope. Back at my house, I’m using a 10 year old mattress. It’s stuffed with a bunch of random stuff, I never cared to check.”

He pursed his lips and spoke in your ear in a low tone,”I’ll make sure to take good care of you. You won’t regret this.”

You were sure your face was on fire. You were falling for his tricks.

You looked at him, smiling,”Thank you.”

“Of course, doll face. How bout you get ready, and I’ll take you for a lil’ drive. We should get ice cream.”

You nodded,”That sounds good. I’ll be down in like 10 minutes.”

He scoffed,”Oh sweet thing. You’re gonna be exfoliating that skin, moisturizing it, and putting on makeup and perfume. That’s gonna take a while. How bout you brush your teeth then eat breakfast?” You nodded rapidly, you haven’t eaten a good meal for days. He patted your thigh once,”Alright I’ll be downstairs.” He smiled and walked off.

You got off the bed and walked to the en-suite bathroom. He had put out an Oral-B toothbrush and toothpaste for you. You rinsed your mouth out. You shuffled back into the bedroom in the cold hardwood to get your bunny slippers. You gently padded down the stairs to the dining room. There were 2 plates with pancakes and bacon with iced tea for you and coffee for Rafe.

Rafe was fidgeting with his ring while taking slow sips of his black coffee. He looked up with a massive grin on his face,”Doll face.” He got up to pull out a chair for you. He put it right next to his in a vertical position. He patted the cushion of the seat,”Come on, sit.”

You nodded and spoke quietly,”Ok.” You slowly sat down. You observed the food.

He chuckled,”Don’t worry dollie. I ain’t gonna kill ya’.”

You sighed, knowing that you’d regret your words,”You murdered Perterkin. That’s why I’m a little afraid of you…” you trailed off.

He grabbed your face forcefully, his tone more aggressive,”Hey, watch your fuckin’ mouth! You’re gonna listen. You’re gonna listen good doll face. I didn’t fuckin’ kill Peterkin. It was that John B.” He let your face go roughly,”You got that?”

You looked down,”Yes..”

“Good. Now eat up. We have places to be.”

A few tears rolled down your cheek and fell in your lap. Quiet sobs exited your mouth. You always hated when people yelled at you.

He sighed,”Hey dollie, I didn’t mean to be so aggressive……” he rubbed your back, shushing you,”I’ll be better. I promise.” He kissed the top of your head, “you still hungry?” You shook your head,”You still wanna go out?” You shook your head. He picked you up out of the chair bridal style,”I’ll but you back to bed. I’ll be right by you,Ok?”

You calmed your crying down,”Ok.” This man was sick. He was manipulating you and you still fell for it. You haven’t had anyone but your friends care for you. But this felt different.

He gently placed you down on the bed, helping you take your slippers off. He laid down right next to you, his hand loosely on your waist.

He whispered,”I just want someone to care about me, and be with me, and help me…all my family’s gone. They don’t care. Most people don’t like me. Fuck, Topper and Kelc don’t really like me anyway. You actually give a shit. I can tell.”

You whispered back,”Oh…my family is gone too. My parents died in a shipwreck. I’ve been scared of the sea since forever. I just don’t have anywhere to go. My other family members don’t know I exist.” You put your hand on his, tracing his insignia ring.

“You’re better than me. You didn’t start doin’ drugs and selling em’”

“I started smoking.”

He let out a quiet laugh,”I’ve done it all, dollie.”

END OF PART 2

[cheolsfriend]

Dahlia Secrets!

—> A series of “secrets” (weird/crack headcannons) about people from all over Dahlia.

Note: These are just for shits and giggles so yeah, most are unrealistic 💀

—

Secret #1:

If you stand next to David Shaw himself, you’ll automatically have full bar wifi.

Secret #2:

Angel could power a car with their voice.

Secret #3:

Milo Greer has a slightly overly bright political smile.

Secret #4:

Sweetheart had a slight fear of dicks before. They got scared the first time they saw one in person.

Secret #5:

Damien likes slightly overpriced lemonade on a hot summer day.

Secret #6:

Darlin’ has fought a faulty vending machine and won(???).

Secret #7:

Lasko Moore has a coffee cup with “STUDENT’S TEARS” written on it.

Secret #8:

Aaron has one existential crisis per morning.

Secret #9:

19 years old Babe has used a Nestle Café Blend 43 jar to defend themself from an aggressive car thief.

Secret #10:

Gavin had swallowed a total of 10 UNO cards to win an UNO game.

Secret #11:

10 years old Ollie thought he was gonna die while being constipated on a public toilet.

Secret #12:

Babe used to sleep at 8:30 PM.

Secret #13:

Huxley is a little terrified of boredom.

Secret #14:

Caelum makes a serious and focused yet teary face whenever he stubs his toe.

Secret #15:

Sam has a rivalry with bumblebees.

Secret #16:

A small part of the reasons why Vincent is well-respected in the clan is because he’s got dirt on everyone.

Secret #17:

Lovely apologizes to inanimate objects.

Secret #18:

David contributes absolutely nothing in online group chats.

Secret: #19:

Smartass bites into ice cream.

Secret #20:

Angel says internet slangs in verbal conversations.

Secret #21:

Darlin’ has a gun up their ass at all times.

Secret #22:

Milo sometimes starts online fights for entertainment purposes.

Secret #23:

¾ of Freelancer’s gallery is memeable pics of the DAMN squad.

Secret #24:

Lasko’s storage is on life support.

Secret #25:

Damien’s contact name in Gavin’s phone is “Portable AC”.

Secret #26:

The ONE time Huxley accidentally smacks Angel as a joke, Angel slid 6ft across the floor.

Secret #27:

After David’s multiple meetings with Angel, David had a slight urge to officially and permanently ban Angel off the Shaw Pack territory.

Secret #28:

Lovely reminds Darlin’ of Angel.

Secret #29:

(Ollie) Baby’s credit card was in debt, TWICE.

Secret #30:

For some ungodly reason, Vincent has 20k pics in his phone.

Secret #31:

Sam’s pupils goes opposite directions of each other whenever he spaces out.

Secret #32:

Asher once found a king sized condom in Babe’s nightstand drawer before they started dating.

Secret #33:

Milo used the ‘macarena dance’ to seduce Sweetheart. (It worked)

Secret #34:

Aaron watches Gilmore Girls religiously.

Secret #35:

Gregory once slipped in the shower and tried to grab the water.

Secret #36:

Christian wins fake arguments with himself in the shower.

Secret #37:

Arden cheated once in Poker.

Secret #36:

Ollie dislikes Zoom.

Secret #37:

Smartass and Milo was a leash kid.

Secret #38:

Babe can twerk, jsyk.

Secret #39:

Freelancer saw the price tag of Xavier’s shirt behind his neck after their talk.

Secret #40:

8 years old David used his bedroom door to get rid of his wobbly tooth.

Secret #41:

Sweetheart once smelled a really nasty cologne on Angel and never said anything about it.

Secret #42:

Freelancer finds Gavin’s smirk expression absolutely attractive.

Secret #43:

Huxley took a whole year of figure skating class and graduated.

Secret #44:

Despite cat-lover tendency, Lasko was slightly scared of cats.

Secret #45:

Starlight once got locked inside Avior’s bathroom.

Secret #46:

Both Darlin’ and Angel has a separate photo album full of blackmail.

Angel collects blackmail from the mates, Darlin’ collects blackmail from the wolves.

Secret #47:

Darlin’ genuinely finds Quinn ugly.

Secret #48:

Avior has a separate mug full of fountain pens.

Secret #49:

Milo had braces.

Secret #50:

Out of all the Shaw Pack mates and werewolves, Babe was the first one to get their drivers license in their teen years.

Secret #51:

Damien once caught Huxley at an adult store in a mall.

Secret #52:

Ollie and Aaron are the same height, Aaron just wears shoes with higher soles.

Secret #53:

Gregory’s actual first impression of David was “mini Gabe”.

Secret #54:

Babe has worked at Home Depot.

Secret #55:

David had ONE sticker on his fossil-aged laptop. And it’s a Hello Kitty sticker.

Secret #56:

Sweetheart almost lost Milo’s phone, TWICE.

Secret #57:

Smartass is banned from a fast food restaurant.

Secret #58:

Despite being lost from David multiple times at the airport, Angel is really good with airport check-ins.

Secret #59:

Caelum has a good sense of hearing.

Secret #60:

Freelancer wears a ring on their ring finger for shits and giggles.

Secret #61:

David knows the scientific name for how a bug sleeps.

Secret #62:

Angel casually uses scientific terms in conversations.

Secret #63:

Law student Babe uses the things they learned in law school to win arguments.

Secret #64:

Lovely could take over the world but ‼️responsibilities‼️ :(

Secret #65:

Sam doesn’t like road trips with Vincent because he’s forced to sit on small middle seat on the three-seater at the back.

Secret #66:

Christian throws more shade than balls.

Secret #67:

A question Angel asked right before sex almost lead to them and David breaking up.

Secret #68:

Lasko minds his business but knows all the tea.

Secret #69:

Sam’s a vampire yes. But instead of garlic, it’s seafood.

Secret #70:

Milo sat on Aggro multiple times.

Secret #71:

Angel calls laundry detergent ‘laundry sauce’.

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[precuredaily]

Precure Day 238

Episode: Yes! Precure 5 Go Go! 39 - “Save King Montblanc!" Date watched: 1 January 2024 Original air date: 16 November 2008 Screenshots Precure Metamorphose Gallery | Sky Rose Translate Gallery Project info and master list of posts

The final monarch of the four kingdoms is found, and Bunbee is looking for a bargaining chip back into Eternal. What happens when these two circumstances collide? Let’s dive in!

The Plot

Karen and Komachi capture an extremely ill-looking Palmin in the school library, and it turns out to be the final monarch, King Montblanc. They regroup with the team and try to figure out what to do, even summoning Queen Bavarois for guidance. She explains that he’s actually the eldest of the monarchs despite his young appearance, and suggests that he has lost too much energy from being in Palmin form for so long. She proposes bedrest, and Milk pleads with Karen to tend to him the same way she was cared for when she was sick previously.

Everyone contributes tools to help warm him up while Karen tries to nurse the sickly king, feeding him watered down honey for the nutrients, but he starts coughing aggressively. Everyone, including all the fairies, becomes hysterical and asks Karen what to do. Karen  is scared that she's doing more harm than good and becomes overwhelmed by everyone’s nagging and steps away to collect herself. Komachi manages to calm and reassure her friend, reminding her that Nozomi always gives her best effort and so should they. Karen returns to his side, and though weak he seems to be doing better, even grabbing Karen’s finger.

While all this is happening, Bunbee winds up at Natts House. He’s been wandering aimlessly since episode 35, when he tried to become the Precures’ new leader, and he’s too afraid to show himself at Eternal after his attempted defection. He demands to be let in from the cold, but for plainly obvious reasons nobody trusts him, so he forces his way in. He doesn’t seem to have any particularly ill intentions until he sees King Montblanc and realizes that could be his ticket back to Eternal. Nozomi won’t let him kidnap the King, so Bunbee conjures a Hoshiina out of the frozen pond, and everyone transforms into Precure and Milky Rose.

While Milky Rose and the other Precures deal with the Hoshiina’s ice attacks, Aqua returns King Montblanc to the Rose Pact and tries to retreat with him. Bunbee sees this, but Rose keeps him from following her. When she is dispelled, the rest of the cures join her assault, but the Hoshiina knocks them all back. Bunbee decides to take out the threat of the four cures and Milky Rose first, instead of Cure Aqua, and prepares his super missile attack. Aqua is once again overwhelmed and torn about what to do, but Montblanc emerges and encourages her to go to her friends, because he’s seen the strength of their bond. She manages to send Bunbee flying far enough away, and then Coco helps the Precures perform Rainbow Rose Explosion, purifying the Hoshiina. Milky Rose tries to perform Metal Blizzard on Bunbee, but he makes a hasty retreat.

Back in Natts House when the dust has settled, King Montblanc explains that he only drinks grape juice, which is why he couldn’t handle the honey mixture she gave him. When he sees Syrup he starts to say that his presence means the Cure Rose Garden is in great danger, but falls asleep before he can elaborate and Karen says to let him rest before they question him further.

Bunbee returns to Eternal to tell Anacondy that the last king has been found, but she destroys his report. She knows he was trying to betray Eternal, and casts him into the underworld before she disappears. However, after she leaves, the door opens again and Bunbee is seen clinging to it, wondering what he should do next.

The power of comic relief reigns supreme

The Analysis

What I Liked

It’s a deliberate parallel and callback to one of the best episodes of the last season, without feeling like a complete rehash. It shows Karen’s development, and her vulnerability. It challenges her in a somewhat different way and she shines all the brighter for it. She has ideas about how to treat the sickly king, but she’s still only a middle school student and is easily overwhelmed by the pressure of her situation, especially when her peers and even some near adults turn to her for guidance. But she also pulls through, earning the trust of the king.

The battle scene has some nice moments, with the whole team punching away icicles like Wonder Woman deflecting bullets. They show why they’re a great team, as Dream, Rouge, Lemonade, Mint, and Rose work together to divert attention from Aqua while she protects the king, and Rose has another solo fight with Bunbee (calling back to her debut appearance in episode 10), followed by Aqua turning around and getting a few good hits on him in retaliation. It’s fun stuff.

I might rag on Bunbee… a lot, but he’s fun, and at this juncture in the series he seems genuinely unsure about what he wants. He doesn’t seem to relish in evil, but it’s all that he knows. However, he’s also not sympathetic. He has an inflated sense of self-importance and performs evil acts to bolster his position. I know that ultimately he sort of redeems himself, and he shows up occasionally in anniversary projects in a comic relief role, so it’ll be interesting to see where he goes from here now that he’s officially banished from Eternal. Also, I love that he managed to basically save himself from eternal damnation by just clinging to a door.

What I DIdn’t Like

Nothing sticks out to me about this episode as a negative.

Miscellaneous

In the midst of the drama, we get some subtle advertisement for the functions of the CureMo and the Rose Pact, to appease Bandai.

King Montblanc’s affinity for grape juice is similar to Karen’s own, and Rin makes a quip about this as well.

King Montblanc is played by Sakiko Tamagawa, a veteran voice actress with a career spanning 4 decades. She will appear in Heartcatch Precure as a minor character named Shiku Rumi, and in All Stars New Stage 2 and 3 as the fairy Enen. Outside of Precure, she is probably most known for providing the voice of the Tachikoma robots in the Ghost in the Shell franchise.

King Montblanc is modeled after a turtle, completing the motif of the mythical four cardinal beasts with the other monarchs. Also, continuing the dessert motif of the series, mont blanc is a French dish consisting of chestnut puree cut into vermicelli (a pasta similar to spaghetti) and served with whipped cream. Japan has their own version, which is a sponge cake topped with the chestnut pasta , or more generally, any cake topped with vermicelli cream. The dish itself is named after the real Mont Blanc (literally Mount White), which is the tallest mountain in the Alps, on the border of France and Italy.

Rainbow Rose Explosion has become the defacto finisher, replacing the individual attacks. This is in contrast to the last season where Five Explosion was only used to defeat generals. This does become the norm in successive series.

Conclusion

It’s a nice transition into the last quarter of the show that recalls familiar territory while setting the stage for new developments. It’s a strong Karen focus episode and exemplifies her best qualities. I’m looking forward to learning more about King Montblanc and Bunbee’s future.

Next time on Precure Daily, Urara loses her voice. Look forward to it!

Pink Precure Catchphrase Count: 0 kettei!

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Now I need to ask! Do you already have planned some of the dragons for your hotd babies? Names, colours, personality... anything really (my big kitties 🥺)

yesss I sure as heck do

Ayron – Vīlībāzmio black with a red diamondback pattern; black eyes; very much a war dragon, the two of them are really the leaders of Viserys' army. Like his rider, Vīlībāzmio has an exceptional amount of patience but never forgets a wrong, only bides his time. One of the largest dragons left in the world, he is not one for fancy flying or showing off tricks but he is one of the fastest dragons, and his brute force is exceptional – if he flies into another dragon, he will knock their rider off their back and send the dragon to the ground

Carlys – Jaedos (The Queen’s Guard); he is black with gold scales and darker gold wings; green eyes; he is very playful but extremely protective of Carlys, gets huffy with anyone other than Aegon and their kids being too close to her; very small, because he stays indoors at all times he never properly grows

Daenyra – Mīsio (The Frost Dragon); used to be black and gold, now white and silver; blue eyes; Mīsio used to be a normal dragon, but after flying north with Daenyra and then years beyond the wall, she started to fade from black and gold to white and silver, her previously black eyes turned ice blue, and she began to breathe ice instead of fire. She is fiercely protective of her rider, hardly letting anyone get close enough to touch her. When they return to King's Landing, Mīsio refuses to stay in the dragon pit, instead finding herself a cave to dwell in. Daenyra has gotten better about not running from confrontations, but when she was younger she loved to avoid conversations by jumping out of windows, trusting that Mīsio would catch her. She and Aegon were the only ones of her siblings to have dragon eggs in their cribs from birth, Mīsio hatching when Daenyra was only a month old, and it is reflected in the bonds that they have with their dragons.

Daessa – Valaera (sometimes called Moonfyre); navy (almost black) scales with lighter blue-grey wings; black eyes; Valaera is from the same clutch as Sunfyre, the dusk to his dawn. Though almost complete opposites in appearance (both colouring and Valaera being very small compared to Sunfyre) the two are very similar in personality. She is very loyal to Daessa, and it is often said that she seems to understand what Daessa wants without any need for words. She is capable of great force in battle, but is very playful and loves to fly with Daessa just for fun, doing tricks in the air and flying close enough to the water to splash her rider. Despite the divide between Blacks and Greens, Sunfyre and Valaera remain bonded, and have had clutches of their own. Although Daessa named her Valaera, she was nicknamed Moonfyre by Aegon due to her similarities to Sunfyre

Rhaella – Vermithor (the Bronze Fury); bronze body with tan wings; personality; previously the dragon of King Jaehaerys but when Jaehaerys died, Vermithor claimed Rhaella as his new rider (who had lost her previous dragon) – some tried to claim that this should have marked Rhaella as Jaehaerys’ rightful heir, but she remained steadfast in support of Rhaenys’ claim

Rhaeya – Starfyre; gold scales fading into a silver underbelly & silver wings; silver eyes; Starfyre is considered one of the most even tempered dragons around. Much like her rider, she is very calm and well behaved, but will get aggressive if she feels that Rhaeya is in danger. She is on the smaller side, well suited to stealth, and very well suited to help Rhaeya sneak around to see Jace. Although often considered docile and "tame", when Starfyre does feel that she or Rhaeya is being threatened, she is capable of extreme violence, and once ate a soldier who attempted to grab Rhaeya's arm in order to bring her back to the Keep. Although less overtly aggressive than some of the other dragons, she also never cowers to them, always standing her ground – much like how Rhaeya behaves with her family.

Saera – Syndor (The Cannibal); coal black; green eyes; personality; he didn’t have a name when he claimed Saera but she calls him Syndor, the Valyrian word for Shadow.  He claimed her rather than the other way around; Rhaenyra had been sent to Dragonstone for the duration of her pregnancy and the day that Saera was born, all of Dragonstone could hear the Cannibal roaring.  The first day that Saera was brought outside of the castle walls, he swooped down from above and landed right in front of Rhaenyra and Saera, staring them down until Rhaenyra very carefully approached, and he only began to calm when little baby Saera reached out to pat his scales.  As she got older, he remained a constant presence, keeping a safe distance from everyone but always *there*, vicious and violent still to everyone but her 

Vaella – Silverwing; pale silvery-purple scales with pale purple belly, dark purple wings; purple eyes; personality; Vaella doesn't get her own egg and, like aemond, never claimed a dragon but during her miscarriage and almost dying, Silverwing flew from Dragonstone to King's Landing, roaring loudly and being impossible to settle until she finally saw her girl (more painfully, the first Moment™ that Vaella has with a dragon is burning the body of her own child, but Silverwing then shields her with a wing and forces everyone to give her space)

Visenya – Perzys; dark red scales with a white underbelly; white wings; dark purple eyes; Perzys is from Silverwing's last clutch, an egg that all had believed to have turned to stone decades before. Visenya's egg never hatched as an infant, but as a toddler she came across Perzys' egg and took to carrying it with her everywhere until eventually it hatched. For many years, Perzys could always be found with Visenya, sitting on her shoulder until he became too large to do so. Many in the Keep opposed it, but Viserys always indulged her, wanting to encourage the bond his daughters had with their dragons. Because Perzys was so much smaller than Syrax, he was not considered to be as well suited for battle, but his small size and impressive agility allowed he and Visenya an advantage over many of the bulkier dragons, being able to fly in between other dragons with ease, with a speed comparable only to Meleys and Sunfyre

[bigfrogdraws]

just finished my playthrough of gourmand it was so good anyways heres me and my son cubey (more about him under the cut)

anyways my son cubey. hes named after a friend’s slugpup that lived for 2 seconds named ice cube. cubey is an. interesting slugpup. i think he primarily has the aggressive personality trait as every time i set down my spear he would SPRINT for it and on multiple occasions would bee-line towards the nearest lizard to stab the shit out of it. he killed a dropwig, multiple adolescent centipedes, and an adult centipede. he is an unstoppable force of nature.

I found him directly after speaking with fivepebbles and when i ran into cubey he scared the shit out of me. I zoomed into the den right before heading back down the wall and i saw a mint color flashing in the pipe alert. i got scared and zoomed in and saw nothing, so i poked my head back out. saw nothing AGAIN and headed back into the den and saw just lil baby sitting in the den (he was juke-ing me in and out of the den it was very silly).

most of the time i had to carry him bc if i didnt he would run off to find a spear and stab the shit out of something. he would jump for joy when feasting on nootflies and also fucking LOVE POPPYCORN OH MY GOD. he would do BACKFLIPS TO GRAB IT.

hes scared of squidcadas but has attempted to kill a king vulture without batting an eye. he is the most gutsy slugpup ever. i love him and did everything in my power to protect him. we had a dog (blue lizard) at one point but scavs killed it and i got tired of resetting cycles when cubey died and figured itd be even worse if i did it for puppy (what i named the blue lizard) so i just left.

expect more art of cubey and my gourmand soon. also feel free to drop name ideas for this gourmand i played bc i wanna give him a name :3

[pick-em-pool]

WEEK 15

Buckle up, everyone, because we have a BARN. BURNER. FINALE. Coming our way 🔥🛖 🔥 as we have at least 6 viable contestants battling it out for the top prizes 😱 Who has the clutch gene these last 3 weeks?!

GABBY - 12 POINTS

Oh lord sweet baby jesus christ in a manger cuz the inn was too full 👼 Gabby once again inches closer 📏 to the top spot 😱 it's going to come down to the wire and I cannot wait!!!

RUSTY - 12 POINTS

The three wise men - Rusty, Jack, and Daniels - followed the stars to a 12 point week 💯 and now they're only FIVE points away from third place and some money 💴💴 can they do it?!

JULIETTE - 12 POINTS

A fantastic week is not quite enough to pull JuJu out of the last-place-pit-of-doom-and-despair 😔 She has kept a calm demeanor throughout the whole ordeal of this season 😊 She'll definitely be hungry for success next season, taking Jesus' advice to "Grind Hard, Shine Hard."... Actually, I think that quote is from Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson 🪨

ABBY - 11 POINTS

She's been able to stay in the top THREE, orchestrating her picks from her little town in Bethlehem Stanford 🌆🌆🌆 MONEY ON HER MIND 💰 Though I am pretty sure at this point in the bible, king Herod ordered the killing of all the infants in Bethlehem Stanford, which, frankly, was not very cash money of him. So, Abby, go stuff some babies under your bed and keep on pickin!

VAL - 11 POINTS

Val is still juuuuuuust outside of the money right now in 4th place 😬😬😬 I think it's time for her to get a little more aggressive in these last few weeks, SCHEME a little 🦊 You know what they say, if you ain't cheatin' you ain't tryin'. If you think that a little too far, you might ask, "what would Jesus do" - and I'll say that grabbing a whip and beating up a bunch of merchants is NOT out of the question! DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO VAL

LISA - 10 POINTS

Well she's weathered the storm so far 🌩️🌩️🌩️ and has now been in first place for FIFTEEN WEEKS 🤯 Are we sure we believe she's not cheating??? Women have been KNOWN to lie before: oh yeah, "Virgin" Mary, I'm suuuuure god just put a bun in the oven for you 🤨 I'll bet Joseph was gonna drag the family to Jerry Springer of Nazareth and see what yee olde paternity tests had to say about THAT 😤

JJ - 10 POINTS

We all know that Jesus could walk on water 🌊 but GUESS WHAT? So can JJ... assuming that the water is frozen... and that he has ice skates... ANYWAY the point is that JJ COULD potentially nab a top three spot... assuming some other people mess up... and that I sneak him a few extra points 🥷🥷🥷 ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN

PEYTON - 1O POINTS

Just as Jesus fed 5,000 with two fish, Peyton fed six years of schooling with four years of eligibility ⚾⚾⚾ will he be able to turn three more weeks into a top 3 finish 🤔🤔🤔 the final picks are going to be for ALL the marbles 🍙 (<- there is no marble emoji)

JANIE - 9 POINTS

No one better call out Janie's poor performance this season to her face or I can tell you that she's going to be making meatloaf for Christmas. With EXTRA mushy carrots 😵😵😵

The pick-em pool never disappoints 😎 I don't know about y'all but I'm going to need another chair because I'm on the edge of my SEAT waiting to see who's going to claim victory! 💰🫰💰🫰💰🫰 See you next week!

[thevoidknights]

reyna-the-divine​:

Slane can see what they’re up to and smiles, as he aids in luring it away into the traps. It roars in anger, and is about to begin spitting acid. “Now, fire in the hole!” Slane calls out, casting an ice shield with the 3 weaverlings behind it and him.

Then from above on the roof tops, the 3 dragon siblings leap off them and aim their heads down. When close enough, they unleash fireballs from each of their mouths, sending them right into the maw of the Mawlurk! But instead of a big boom, it just instantly incinerates it from the inside out. The ash of it falls onto the floor, before being blown away.

“Huh…that’s new. I didn’t know they’ve learned to control their fire so well.” Slane says poking his head out.

“Umm, actually, I was just trying out a new fireball spell I made. It’s a controlled variant, to minimize the explosion. I guess it mixed with the others and controlled their blast.” Leni mentions.

“Hahaha, you’re so crazy smart Leni! I never even knew that was a thing!” Rezna says happily.

“I bet mom, dad and mama will be very happy to know you’re working so hard.” Pendro says smiling. Slane nods with smiling approval at Leni, who just looks like a blushing mess, hiding his face after all the praise.

The Weaver children were thankful for Slane’s help in guiding the Mawlurk into the web landmines given how Gwi was tiring from all the dodging and weaving he’d been doing around the beast. When the warning is shouted and shield raised the three all ducked in closer to Slane to ensure their safety from the fire raining down on the predator. 

Once the Mawlurk begins to burn the three Weaver children all look on in fascination at the way it dies, having never seen such a thing. As soon as it’s apparent the danger is gone, Gwi promptly flops over onto the ground, panting a bit and laughing, “that was awesome!! You guys really destroyed that thing so easily! Kinda jealous actually.”

Avilline sighed and her brother before hugging her sister and quietly praising her bravery. Sure, they’d all been rather aggressive and fearless as young children but they’d been protected by a charm’s spell. Now that they were freed from that charm they were all developing their own personalities and Cingwin had become rather timid after encountering a Vengefly King on her own before Hornet had come to the rescue. 

“Do you think our ren and auncle will be proud of us?” Cingwin asked quietly, not really sure who she was directing the question too and immediately looked down after saying so. Avilline was about to reply when one of the lizard children’s tails grazed one of the web landmines and it grabbed on to the appendage rather firmly. 

Gwi had noticed his sister’s stopping and had gone over to her quickly. Well at least until the damned Mawlurk leapt forward. Oh great, one of these must have come out of hiding due to hunger which would make it a bit more unpredictable. The weaver child pulled out their nail and dropped down into a ready stance, just like their auncle had showed him. Cingwun meanwhile squeaked at the attack and ducked down out of the way. 

The Mawlurk screeches and hisses at the children, not exactly thrilled that it’s attack was so easily thwarted. It had chosen this group because they would continuously split off near its hiding spot and it had hoped to catch a single child off guard. Soon its bunching its body up a bit before shaking some.

The male spiderling stands at the ready before calling out, “careful! Mawlurks are capable of spitting up acid, don’t let it get on you!” At least it wasn’t a Brooding Mawlurk, those guys were much more powerful and annoying. Soon enough the creature does in fact spit acid at the children, reverting back to its original hunting habits now that the Infection was gone. 

"Acid? Oh man, only Slane has natural resistance to that stuff right now!" Rezna says avoiding the splashes. Leni is flying in the air, meeping and rolling through the sky. Pendro is just kinda bouncing around, not really concerned, but still not being hit. And Slane is closing the gap while dodging.

"Hmph. Easy to predict trajectories." Slane says, before the Mawlurk roars. Did it take offense to Slane's comment? It raises one of its claws, and brings it down on Slane, which he manages to block with ease. He holds it, and uses his tail to make some signs, which the 3 dragons understand.

"Ooooo, time for that one?" Pendro says grinning, then looking to the weavers. He gets close to them. "Hey, keep em distracted, we need to get into the air without it paying attention." He says, before dashing off with Rezna to take hiding positions.

[kkoulogies]

UZUI TENGEN would fr be a good malewife. LIKE- look at how he treats his wives?? HELLO?!

MUZAN KIBUTSUJI is a softie at heart, only from you doe. bold of you to assume he'd be kind to someone else

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA probably has a pet beetle that he's jealous of- because, well...YOU LET A BEETLE LAY ON YOUR CHEST INSTEAD OF HIM?! he knew he should've just stepped on it the moment he took it home

ANYWAYS COULD I REQUEST A SIMILAR ONESHOT/HEADCANNON RELATING TO THE SCENARIOS I JUST GAVE? THANKS ^_^

﹕ ˚ ♡ ꒱ ᚑ ̇ ✦ ︶︶︶ ꒷︶ ꒦ ݉ ܼܼ ̇ ܼ ⊹ ︶ ꒷ UZUI TENGEN , MUZAN KIBUTSUJI , SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI ;; HCS ! ︶꒷꒰𑁬﹔" MALE WIFE , INNER SOFTIE , BEETLE . " ﹕ ˚ ♡ ꒱ WARNINGS : NONE . ﹕ ˚ ♡ ꒱ a/n : I . AM . IN LOVE DUDE , I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ONE !!

SOUND HASHIRA , UZUI TENGEN :

WHERE DO I EVEN START WITH THIS MAN ...

the type to get you anything you need and want - even if it's the most stupid and silliest things ever .

" tengen-sama , i want ice c- " ;; this man ran out the door before you can even finish your sentence and came back two seconds later with like 50 tubs of ice creams ...

you and the girls are tired from missions ? even if this man is so tired , he'd willingly give all of you back massages .

you're born with a female body and you have cramps thanks to periods ? he has a heat pack ready and rubs your tummy from time to time - he does this for all of you omfg .

oh if you’re trans [ ftm ] and periods are giving you dysphoria - he will give you so many masc compliments , you dont have to ask . 

“ that’s my pretty boy . “ , “ you’re doing so well my prince . “ 

HE GIVES THE BEST CUDDLES TOO ??? WHAT THE FUCK ??

he may be the strong and all mighty SOUND HASHIRA when he's in public but back at home ... " yes i do the cooking , yes i do the cleaning . "

basically - ask for anything he'll get it for you no matter what .

he loves the four of you so damn much , ask him to go to hell - he literally fucking will-

DEMON KING , MUZAN KIBUTSUJI :

this fucker will do anything , I MEAN ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING FOR YOU .

he'll be acting so cold and ready to slap the shit out of one of the upper or lower moons one second , and the next he's all like " oh my precious baby , did you need anything my sweet ? " to you .

when he's in a bad mood , the other demons go seek for you to calm him down for sure .

if your hair is long enough and if you'd ask him to braid it , he will .

if you wanna do something , he'll cross out all plans for the day just to spend time with you .

this man rlly says [name] > everything and everyone else .

he praises you a lot , whispers sweet nothings and is surprisingly good at comforting .

this man is so cold hearted but melts at just the sight of you alone .

WIND PILLAR , SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI :

irk marks appear on this man's forehead whenever he catches you cooing , hugging or baby talking the stupid beetle he had .

like he stares at you with the look of ; " bitch , im right here . give ME attention . MEEEE . "

whiney ass baby after a few minutes if you dont notice him staring .

he smiles whenever you approach him but then it slowly fades away when you ask about the beetle .

" why the hell do you care about that stupid beetle so much ? "

" it's not just a stupid beetle , sanemi-san , it's adorable ! "

irk mark . irk mark . more irk marks .

this man is a huge irk vein at this point .

later that day when he sees you playing with his beetle again and letting it lay on your chest , all hell breaks lose .

he grabs the beetle , holds it up to his face , saying ,

" they're my s/o . not yours . you fucking shit head . "

plops it back in it's cage and goes to lay beside you , aggressively planting his head on your chest .

YOU CANT STOP LAUGHING , IT WAS SO STUPID AND FUNNY .

"'nemi-chi ... are you-?"

" shut it . [name] . "

he looks like a damn chihuahua you rlly cant stop laughing .

[redrobin-detective]

I think one of my favorites aspects of Ghost King Danny is the fact that 99% of ghosts treat their king with extreme obeisance. They’re politely distant (both out of duty and fear) and, love or hate him, they have a health respect for him. And then there’s the Amity Park ghosts.

The Amity Ghosts act so familiar with him, like aggressive older siblings. They call him names like “whelp” and “foolish child” and some even refer to him by proper name. They’ll walk right up to him, no bowing or platitudes and just, pull him into a headlock and give him a noogie. 

“Hey after you’re done with your oh so important kingly duties,” Skulker will say sarcastically. “How about you let me test my new electric skin peeler on you? The pelt of a king will just complete the look in my den.” And by God does the King look excited when he accepts the offer. 

When the King has himself worked up into a rage, ice and ectoplasm will pulse off of his form in waves. Every other ghost will cover save for the lowly, idiotic Box Ghost who will float forward, grab the King by his cape and set him in a box with Tantrum Box written on it until the terrifying aura fades. The Fright Knight may be the King’s most loyal servant but they say that All Hallows Eve, he chases his Liege through the Infinite Realms with his sword at the ready. 

A young man and woman on a bike will roar into the King’s lair unannounced to pass on a message from their Majesty’s human sister before screeching off again. A monochrome nerd will perch on one of the arms of the infamous Ice Throne and play hand slap games with his Master for hours on head, whooping and hollering when he’s victorious. A Lunch Lady will boldly force snacks into the Lord King’s hands and stare at him until he finally relents and eats it. 

Ghosts will be flying around and see two other ghosts engaging in a vicious but playful battle. They’ll shrug, it’s none of their business. But one ghost will notice the iconic symbol on the young ghost’s chest, the familiar white hair and green eyes. He won’t be wearing his cape or crown but that’s undeniably their King cracking puns and covered in goo, mud and other various substances. But to the ghosts of Amity Park, Phantom isn’t just their ruler and the most powerful ghost in existence. He’s also the scrappy young thing who could barely aim an ectoblast and they ground under their heels once or twice. They have history and none of them will ever pass up the chance to engage in battle with their Lord, their Liege, and their annoying Ghost Boy turned King.

[jimblejamblewritings]

snow falls hot | part 13.

Summary: (Y/N) Snow isn’t a Snow at all. She’s a Targaryen— Rhaegar’s child. Taken in by the Starks, she leads her life as another on of Ned’s bastards. Will she be able to live in Westeros comfortably? More importantly, does she have any ambition to see herself one day on the Iron Throne?

Warnings: it’s game of thrones…

Pairing: gendry x reader

Word Count: 1.9k

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Eddard’s light snore woke you up. You gently moved him to the pillow and very slowly swung your feet over the edge of the bed. With a groan, you stood up. Your hand immediately went to clutch the wound on the lower side of your stomach. The place that was once skin felt like an icy patch underneath your fingertips.

The world moved slower for you. From getting dressed to bathing to finally waking Eddard up. You almost tripped over Grey Wind— not noticing the giant wolf on the floor. He sprung up with a quickness and licked at your hand. You set Eddard on top of him, the young boy able to hold on by himself, and walked side by side through the empty and somber halls of Winterfell. Voices could faintly be heard and you followed them until you reached the courtyard of Winterfell.

Bodies greeted you. Piles of men and women stacked on funeral pyres. Jon, Daeny, Sansa, and others were holding torches to set them on fire. Sansa gasped when she saw you standing in the doorway. Her small noise made everyone turn from Jon’s speech to see what she was looking at. Jon shoved the torch into Sam’s hand and ran over to you, enveloping you in a hug.

“Ow, Jon, I’m still—”

“Sorry,” he said with a chuckle as he set you back down. “You’re alive, you’re alive.”

The slow, limping gait wasn’t lost on everyone as you moved away from Grey Wind and towards the funeral pyres. You pushed Jon’s hand away as he tried to grab your arm and help you. Gendry gave you a smile when you reached him— a light press of his lips to yours. You nodded at Jon to continue his funeral speech.

Unlike with Jon, Gendry wouldn’t let you refuse his help. You gave up pushing him away and let his hand rest on your waist as you walked back inside. You were left alone— Eddard being taken by his uncle Jon although you knew Sansa or Arya would soon snatch him up. When you locked the door, you pulled Gendry to you with as much strength as you could muster. He melted into the fierce kiss before stopping and looking you over.

“You’re still hurt,” he said with concern.

“I almost died, Gendry. Still could, just touch me.”

He paused for a moment before invading your space again, aggressively capturing your lips with his. Gently but quickly, he worked to pull off your dress. Gendry stopped as his eyes met your stomach. Slowly sinking to his knees, he looked at the large wound. His fingers brushed over the patch of ice. It was cool to the touch dare he say cold. The ice was jagged as well. He kissed it before standing back up, fingers squeezing your hips and then thighs. He chuckled causing you to stop working at the strings on his shirt and look up at him instead.

“What?” you questioned.

“Nothing, your face while you are concentrating is cute.”

“I’m trying to get you naked and you say that I am cute?”

Gendry peeled off his own shirt and the rest of his clothes. He grabbed you and pressed you up against him— you ignored the slight pain from when he did. His hand traced your face and then the white curls of your hair— the intricate hairstyle you still attempted to achieve that morning was about to be ruined but he still appreciated the beauty of it at the moment.

“What would you rather me say or do to you?” he asked with a smirk.

“You know I’ve been bedded by a King in the North before… I wonder what a Warden in the North would be like.”

You gasped as his hands moved from your hips to your breasts. “The entire Seven Kingdoms will hear you.”

“Is that a promise?” you asked as he started leading you to the bed.

~~

The dining hall was full of life and spirit as celebrations echoed through it. You had won. Winterfell was safe and sound. Jon had taken Eddard to sleep, the child not able to stay up very long for a banquet. Tormund raised his horn full of beer as you entered the hall hand in hand with Gendry. He shoved Gendry towards the others and clapped you on the shoulder.

“I think they heard you past the wall,” he whispered in your ear.

Your face felt hot and Tormund laughed as you grabbed the horn of alcohol from him and began to drink it. You started to walk past the table when Jon held out and arm and stopped you. He chuckled and took the horn from you, drinking some as well while Tormund went on a tirade about how Jon was mad for getting on a dragon. Everyone laughed as he continued his tirade. You waved a hand over to Daenerys in the corner, your aunt walking to you.

It wasn’t lost on Tyrion, Varys, and the Stark siblings how the last three Targaryens were together. Huddled around a small spot— you and Daenyers sitting on the table while Jon stood in front of the two of you— passing around the horn of alcohol and laughing.

“The dragon,” Varys started.

“Has three heads,” Tyrion finished for him.

“Do you still have the dragon egg?” you asked Jon.

“I left it at the wall when we burned Maester Aemon’s body.”

“I figured as much,” you chuckled. “Good thing I brought more from the Shadowlands. You need one of your own. You shouldn’t rely on Daeny’s.”

“I agree,” she said with a smile. “It’s a right of passage to tame your own dragon.”

“Really you two?”

You looked at your aunt, both nodding and smiling. “Really.”

Daenerys grabbed your hand, her smile fading slightly. “Are you alright, truly?”

You moved her hand over your wound and she shivered. Even through layers of clothing, the chill of ice could be felt. Jon frowned at the memory of when he had grabbed you. Bleeding out in the godswood— that was an image of you that he would never be able to shake out of his head.

“Sam said it shouldn’t spread but the ice will stay forever. A gift from the Night King.”

You looked around the hall. Dancing, drinking games, and story sharing were happening all around. You clutched at your stomach. Everything was worth it. It was worth it because people were alive. Your people. Gendry came up to the table and kissed your temple. You turned into his embrace.

“Have you ever learned Northern dances?” you asked him.

“I don’t believe I have.”

“Tormund!”

The wildling turned to face you.

“They dance beyond the wall, do they not?”

A large smile graced his face. With much exaggeration, he extended a hand towards you. You took it with grace and stood from the table— walking over it in fact. Before the music started, you looked at Gendry.

“Watch closely, Warden. I want to dance with you next.”

“Of course, Your Grace.”

You giggled and the music started up. With fervor, you and Tormund danced. Dances in the North were much like the ones of the Free Folk. The whole hall was positive they hadn’t seen some of the wildlings smile that much since being in the Seven Kingdoms.

You gave Jon a look and tilted your head towards Daenerys. He extended a hand to her but she shook her head claiming she couldn’t dance and would simply watch with Gendry. Jon moved to grab Sansa and Arya. Letting Tormund move to one of the wildlings he knew, you went to get Bran.

“I don’t care Sir Three-Eyed Raven what you are. Right now, you are a Northernman and a Stark. And us Starks dance!”

In his strange way, Bran gave you a smile and allowed you to wheel him to in front of the table. You, Jon, and the other Stark siblings began to dance— making sure to always grab Bran’s hand or stay close to his chair. A pleasant surprise and smile graced your face when Eddard appeared in his sleep clothes. You picked up your son who was rubbing at his eyes with one hand— your crown in the other. He placed the crown on your head and you sat him down on Bran’s lap.

“You know what we are looking at,” Tyrion said from the corner as he looked on with Varys.

The bald man nodded as they watched— in the heat of a dance— you took your crown off of your head and placed it on Bran who gave it to Sansa who placed it on Arya then going to Jon before coming back to you.

“The true ruler of the Seven Kingdoms,” Varys whispered.

Tyrion hummed in agreement— not entirely happy at the thoughts that were considered treasonous to Daenerys.

“The Starks won,” he said. “Winter came. Many houses died but their pack survived with true heirs in their wake. Winterfell has Westeros if it so chooses.”

They watched the streaks of white reveal themselves under the black of your hair. Both men swallowed. Their eyes flitted from you to Daenerys, from Jon to Gendry. They watched the four potential claims, deciding only two truly mattered. Gendry looked at you like the last drink of water. Jon, your pea in a pod, only cared about your safety. Daenerys and you had an understanding. An understanding and the smiles of family but neither Tyrion or Varys were sure of how binding it was.

“Our queen,” Varys started, his words measured. “Will need to make sure she takes King’s Landing swiftly and with little bloodshed. Or I fear we will have Winterfell at our door.”

~~

It was early in the morning when Sansa entered your chambers. She had to stop herself from smirking as Gendry finished getting dressed, glad her elder sister was enjoying herself.

“The maid said you wanted to see me.”

You nodded. “I shouldn’t have drank or danced last night while still hurt. Samwell has said it is best to stay in bed unless absolutely necessary. The war council this morning, Gendry is going in my stead as Warden. I want you to join him as well.”

“I don’t know a thing about fighting. Not like Arya and the others.”

“There is always time to learn. Make decisions you think are wise and come back when it is over to tell me.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

“Sansa!” you called before she could leave completely.

“Don’t let them walk over you because you think you are not the most experienced in that room. You are the Lady of Winterfell, if something happened to me you would be queen until Eddard is old enough. You are Winterfell, every decision you make is for Winterfell. You know what you are doing.”

She nodded with a smile. You sunk into the furs with a groan, the wound apparent that morning. No matter what the decisions were, everyone knew you would stay in the North. Gendry and Sansa were probably relaying that message— Jon and Arya no doubt agreeing with them. The injury was too much to risk you marching South with them. At least, it would be at the beginning.

If you were better and the campaign hadn’t reached King’s Landing or was still fighting then maybe you would join them. It would take a while for the ships to reach and for the men to march. There was always a chance you could join. But for now, you were limited to your bed, the throne room, the godswood, and Winterfell’s courtyard.

(Part 14)...