#A Curvy Wonderland

[impossibellebookrecs]

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Dates read: 17/12/24

The third in a trio of lovely YA Christmas novellas. Just as sweet as the other two. I love how they all take place in the most magical Christmassy sounding town in the world. The other good thing is they can be read on their own, though once you start you want to keep finding out what happens at Christmas time to the beautiful kind friends in Garland Maine.

Again body positive representation is on point and it is sweet and cute and cosy and wholesome.

Everything you need at Christmas ❤️

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[justuffsworld]

I've missed it so mutch

[chaoticfireshrimp]

Kal!

[nzlsoysal97]

The world of magic 🔮💜

[identity-theft-101]

@azulashengrottospiano

I'm late for tako day but whatevs....

[thewickedjazzy]

Bonus Level: “Swoon Over You” [Gravity Suspension x Body worshipping] for Kinktober.

♡soft dom! chuuya x afab curvy! reader.

Synopsis: your thoughts have been clouded by quiet insecurities lately, but of course your boyfriend knows every inch of you better than you do, showing just how much he craves every part of you, even the ones you doubt.

Warnings: ņsfw, mdni, smųt, soft dom! chuu, lovesick! chuu, car sex, mention of insecurities, reader has a female body, alice in wonderland syndrome, titty job, suspension, marking up, body worshipping, unprotected sex.

W/C: 2.3k, this bonus fic is for my bbg hattie <3 @writingandmusing thank you for always supporting me bb and so sorry for being late :( xoxo, divider credits: @/toastray.

you slump against the cool, supple leather of the car seat, eyes half-lidded from the exhaustion that's pressing on every bone of your body, and the rhythmic sound of tires against the asphalt only makes things worse, lulling you into a dazed state as your thoughts race, faster than the car’s smooth glide over the road.

the mission had drained you, both physically and mentally, but that wasn’t what had you on edge now. no, it’s the way you’re trying to sink into the seat, making yourself as small as possible, but the longer you’re still, the more your mind drifts to everything that makes you feel too much. too wide, too thick, too everything.

you try not to shift, not to make it obvious how your thighs seem to take up all the space in the seat, how your hips feel a little more prominent when you sit, thighs not as thin as the other girls around the mafia. and to make it worse, the soft pressure against the fabric of your skirt feels suffocating, but you won’t pull it down now. you just can't. even though you really want to. instead, you bite your lip and force your gaze to the window, watching the city blur past you as you try your best to be calm, pretending like none of it matters, but the redhead executive sitting next to you knows better. he always does.

a soft sigh slips from his lips, your boyfriend of two years knows your tactics just too well, “yer tryin' not to adjust yer skirt, huh? bet that's makin' ya uncomfortable.” he says as a quiet observation. and you can not help but feel the weight of it in your chest. you know for sure that it’s not just a simple comment.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” you can’t admit it, can’t tell him what you’re thinking, how every little motion feels like it’s screaming at you.

“you’re lying,” his voice is barely louder than the hum of the engine. “and you know i hate that.”

“i’m not—” your voice cracks, seriously? now?

“babe, i’ve noticed. every time, it’s like yer trynna disappear or somethin’.” he drawls, voice dropping an octave, “i love it, y’know. i love how you fill out that skirt. how your hips look when you’re sittin’ all tense like that. makes me wanna–”

the executive's gaze flickers, almost instinctively, to your thighs – those full, plush curves you can’t seem to hide, “makes me wanna rip that skirt off, pull ya right into my lap and fuck you dumb.”

his voice is a velvet storm, the kind you can’t resist, every syllable crashing into you like a wave of heat, sweeping you beneath its pull, making your thighs tighten, instinctively pressing together.

his hand shifts from the armrest, moving slowly, until it’s at the edge of your seat. you don’t have to look to know where his fingers are heading, breath catching in your throat as his eyes flick up to meet yours briefly, with a well-known smirk blooming at the corner of his lips just the moment his fingers press lightly against the thick, rounded softness of your thighs.

“yer thighs... hmph~ fuckin' delicious.” he leans in, soft pink lips pressing against your neck as his hand pushes further, gloved thumb traces slow circles on your skin, yet you can’t stop the way your body reacts, “want me to show you how flawless you are, baby?”

“chuuya! we’re in a car, for god’s sake... a fucking mafia chauffeur is literally driving us right now.” you hiss, trying to shove his hand away, but the movement is like the ebb and flow of the tide, pulling back only to crash against what it desires.

“ tsk tsk.. babe, you worry too much,” the redhead mutters, fingers digging into your thigh, the heat from your skin almost making him drunk on it. “we got a soundproof glass for a reason, sweetheart. he won’t hear a damn thing.”

“but..chuu–” you bite your lip, trying to force down the heat rising in your chest.

“ain’t no one stopping me but you.” his voice is so smooth, almost tender, but his body says otherwise, pressing against you, and you can definitely feel the telltale strain of his dress pants — he’s too locked in now, “tell me to stop, babe and i will...but we both know you don’t really want me to.”

the weight of his hands changes, pressing harder, pinning you in place like iron shackles — not just hands anymore but something more insidious. his gravity manipulation seeps in, the red hue force tightening around your limbs just enough to leave you breathless. you can't move. can't struggle. and honestly... do you even want to?

“fuck baby... look at you,” the executive's voice cuts through your haze as he leans back to drink you in. the seatbelt suddenly comes alive under his touch, snapping against your wrists, jerking your arms above your head with a sharp tug. did he plan this? or was it 'a heat of the moment impulse?’ not that it matters cause you’re already wincing as the straps bite into your skin, securing you against the cold window.

“does it hurt?” he purrs, the corner of his mouth twitching in a smirk that’s more taunt than his question. you shake your head, lips parting slightly as the same pressure that paralyzed your arms works its way lower, pulling your body closer until you're forced against him, feeling your back digs into the window and your right leg dangles helplessly off the seat as the rest of you is stretched taut in his grip.

he hasn’t touched you — not really — but it doesn’t matter. cause you can feel him everywhere already. the car feels smaller, claustrophobic, the air pressing against your chest as his fingers twitch, moving toward your legs like they have a mind of their own. slowly, more like agonizingly, they hover just above your skin, undeniable foretaste humming in your veins more and more feeling him leer over you, cataloguing every reaction, every involuntary twitch of your muscles.

“every damn inch of you gets me harder than you can imagine.” his hands finally land on your thigh, tearing the sheer fabric with ease, fingers pressing down to trace your folds through your undies before sliding up and down your inner thighs with adoration. “and yet... here ya are, hidin’ from me. thinkin’ there’s parts of you i wouldn’t worship.”

your breathing quickens, a shallow staccato, and you hate the way you’re shaking under him — not with fear, not exactly, but with something far more compromising. the seatbelt strains against you as you instinctively jerk your arms, testing the hold, but it’s useless. you’re caught, bound, and his ability doesn’t just control your body. it strips away your autonomy, leaving you suspended in his web. and he knows it.

his fingers find the buttons of your shirt, popping them open with maddening ease. “wanna know what’s so damn unique about your body, dollface?” his palm slides over your lace bra, fingers curling possessively as he squeezes softly. you gasp sharply, feeling his hot mouth against your skin, trailing open kisses down your collarbone, sharp teeth nipping before his tongue soothes the sting. you can’t move, can’t think — only feel him, feel his possessive grip on you tightening as he groans low in his chest, “fuhh-kk – those fat titties get me off harder than you’d ever imagine.”

“ch-chuu– stop teasing please.” you whimper with a trembling breath as you arch into him, desperate for more. more of his touch, more of his kisses, as if each fleeting moment only leaves you craving the next. he growls low in his throat, oh- that sound that makes your heart race, pumping blood faster as he deftly undoes the buttons of his vest and dress shirt. your hands ache to roam, to trace the hard lines of his body, to feel the muscles beneath your palms that have haunted your dreams during your time apart. honestly, you can't deny it — not even for a second — how much you’ve missed him, how every inch of him feels like a need too urgent to ignore.

“lemme show you, doll. lemme use every fuckin’ piece of you until you see what i see.” chuuya rasps unbuttoning his belt urgently, he couldn’t stop the way his cock twitched the second it's freed it from his uniform slacks. hard enough now that the foreskin slowly began peeling back on it’s own. he moves closer already palming it. you swallow down the lump in your throat, instinctively parting your lips lewdly, thinking he’d claim your mouth, but he had other plans.

his index finger curls around your bra gore pushing your tits together, cerulean eyes rolling back lost in a wave of pleasure as his cock slides between your breasts, squeezing them tighter with each thrust. grumbling above you, strands of fiery hair hanging in his face as he continued to fuck your tits over and over again.

“jesus fu-hkin’, yer tellin’ me ngh– you hate ’em? look at ’em getting me off–fuckk.” he's too riddled with lust head to toe to even move at this point. he wanted to say something but you fogged his mind so completely that chuuya is now reduced to a moaning mess. a few beads of pre-cum roll down his shaft, soaking your tits and making it even easier as he continues thrusting as his gravity ability still holds your wrists pinned above your head.

chuuya leans down to kiss you, hot mouth crashing feverishly against yours, tongue poking in and swirling around yours as he sucks a bit harsher than usual before aligning himself perfectly with your slit. it feels like a fever dream — you don’t even recall how he changed positions so quickly, wrapping your legs around his slim waist and securing them tightly with his ability. and then you catch it, that half-lidded look of his, the one he always gives you before he pushes in. so full of love and adoration, like he’s already on cloud nine. his jaw goes completely slack as he sinks into you, as if the sheer feeling of your tight walls around him is enough to undo him entirely.

“fuck! chuu– ba-byyy– mmffuch” your desperate pleas are swallowed as he kisses you again, this time far messier.

teeth, tongue, spit — he just adores how you taste. your wet cupid's bow quivers into a pout as he ups his pace, a rarity for him. usually, he’s slow and sweet, savouring every moment, never rushing, always ensuring you’re not hurt. after all, he’s pretty thick, and no matter how many times you’ve done this, it always takes a few moments for you to adjust to his size.

he breaks the kiss, teeth sinking into your collarbone, your breasts, your shoulders, marking you with a trail of bruises that will soon bloom into a tapestry of stormy violet, soft grey, and deep green.

“shit umph..every inch of you – is ugh – etheral..” one hand grips your thighs firmly, while the other latches into your nipple tongue flicking away to make your back arch in response. “ ’m so fuckin’ gone for you baby.”

“y-yes – fuck don't stop chuu– i-i need you... i need more please-”

“y-yeah? want me to show you how much i love you, hmm? fuck you like – oh shit –you’re mine, baby? ‘cause you are — every inch of you – oh fuck – ‘can feel your pussy swallowin’ me. so tight. so perfect.” both your minds are completely overtaken by the intense pleasure and the love you have for each other, oblivious to the car rattling as his cock repeatedly hits your g-spot over and over again, never slowing, never faltering for a second. he's lost in the pleasure, consumed by his love for you.

“this pussy’s mine, yeah? jus’ mine – no one else fucks you like this only me. ‘s gonna – ‘s gonna make me – fuhh-ckk”

erotic breaths and moans fill the car as you bodies rock together, riding out your release in perfect rhythm, the heat between you both building, bodies pressed close, pressure intensifying with every thrust. and just for a few seconds his gravity ability wavers enough for your wrists to slip free and wrap tightly around him, pulling him closer as 'i love yous' spill from his lips, each word nourishing your orgasm, making it smolder like fire as you both melt into each other.

chuuya presses his forehead to yours as you both try to catch your breath.

"i love you so much chuu…" you murmur softly, feeling his hot breaths fanning across your neck.

his lips hover over yours, kissing you gently, over and over, drinking you up like his favourite wine. “say it again, baby,” he whispers between kisses, “i need to hear it.”

you smile, rolling your eyes playfully as you feel your heart swell with adoration, “i love you, chuuya.”

the so-called-ruthless executive chuckles, gloved hands tenderly cupping your face. “oh yeah? say it one more time baby, please?” he says playfully now, but still adorned with a sweet vulnerability, as you both melt into laughter and sweet kisses, whispering sweet nothings, oblivious to the fact that you'll be arriving at headquarters in just five minutes.

well, for now? the mafia can wait.

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[eahwidow]

My version of a potential G2 for EAH - PART 2 (The main Royals):

Apple White - She would still be the Fairest Queen Bee of EAH, the most popular girl at school and very much persistent on the idea that everyone should follow their fairytale destiny, but "unconsciously" making it all about herself since she only cares about being the future queen like Snow White herself. Apple wants to get close to Raven in order to "guarantee" that she'll be part of her story, but grows very jealous of her getting closer to Ginger instead of her, thus hinting that Apple is in fact secretly crushing on Raven, but she doesn't want to admit.

Madeline Hatter - Coming from Wonderland just like Alistair, she still has her quirky personality, doesn't have a single issue about her destiny and is very willing to follow it, but she doesn't judge anyone who has a different view about it, being a Royal who defends the Rebels wanting to create their own stories. Madeline is one of Alistair's best childhood friends along with Kitty, Lizzie and Bunny, but only three of them were able to leave Wonderland when the Evil Queen's curse happened.

Helga Crumb & Gus Crumb - A pair of identical cousin who would now be on the same age range as the other main characters. They're the next Hansel and Gretel, thus they do contribute A LOT to Ginger's reputation as a "wicked witch" to be scared of, but even they're also being manipulated by Milton Grimm and their parents to think like that. Helga is bratty, bossy and gossip-loving, while Gus is more cowardly, easily gullible and kind of a himbo.

Rosalio Beastly - A new male character who would be the son of Beauty and the Beast, taking the destiny of being the next Beast as I've mostly had an issue with Rosabella's destiny or overall plotline with Daring, but that's for another day lol. He would have some beastly features like sharper fangs, a stronger body and animal-like enhanced senses, kinda like a way for him to prepare for when his curse fully takes over. Rosalio starts dating as Apple's boyfriend, even though even she admits that they won't be together for too long and believes her Prince Charming will be "someone else", which definitely does NOT help with his own insecurities.... Until he starts getting closer to a certain prince from Wonderland.

EXTRA:

My headcanons for the characters' bodies and ethnicities:

Ginger = Lightskin black and medium size with a curvy body like G3 Cleo, Spectra, Meowlody and Purrsephone.

Raven = Lightskin East Asian and tall like G3 Jinafire.

Apple = White and short with a curvy body like G3 Draculaura.

Briar = Brown/tan-skinned Latina and tall with a thicker body like G3 Abbey.

Madeline = White with freckles and short like G3 Twyla.

Alistair = White and the same size as the G3 boys.

Helga & Gus = Both would be tanned, short and with curvy/thicker bodies.

Rosalio = Darkskin Afro-Latino with the tallest height and a stronger, beefier body compared to the other boys.

[y2ashlee]

Twisted Wonderland SMUT Materlist

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Riddle Rosehearts:

Riddle Rosehearts x Female! Reader smut

Trey Clover:

Trey Clover x Female! Reader Smut

Cater Diamond:

Cater Diamond x Female! Reader Smut

Deuce Spade:

Deuce Spade x Chubby/Fat! Female! Reader Smut

Ace Trappola:

Ace x Female! Reader SMUT

Leona Kingscholar:

Leona Kingscholar x Female! Reader SMUT

Ruggie Bucchi:

Ruggie Bucchi x Female! Reader SMUT

Jack Howl:

Jack Howl x Female! Reader SMUT

Azul Ashengrotto:

Azul Ashengrotto x Curvy/Plus size/Bigger! Female! Reader

Jade Leech:

Jade Leech x Female! Reader

Floyd Leech:

Kalim Al-Asim:

Jamil Viper:

Vil Schoenheit:

Rook Hunt:

Epel Felmier:

Idia Shroud:

Malleus Draconia:

Lillia Vanrouge:

Silver:

Sebek Zigvolt:

[dawthos]

RAHHHHHHH riddle my boyyyyy the sweeetesttttt

Messy love triangles….

Leona x reader x riddle mayhaps⁉️

Ranking a singular twst love triangle on how messy it is

An: The more I write for Leona the more I find this man hilarious. Who knew petty men were this funny to write about?

Gn reader x Riddle, Leona

Trigger warnings: Swearing

900 words

Riddle vs Leona

There’s people that you wonder how they have beef. They’re not opposites, they’re not too similar, but there’s something that doesn’t quite click with them.

In the case of Riddle and Leona, their beef is over you.

Riddle is a fool I tell you. He might be a great student, he might be Mr perfect in anything and everything pertaining to stuff your parents would be proud of, but he is indeed a fool.

He will, very loudly and stupidly, call you his good friend to the Heartslabyul dorm while blushing up a storm as soon as you’re less than 10 feet away from him.

You were commenting in passing to Ace and Deuce how the history of magic assignment is really hard? There comes Riddle in the next morning carrying back breaking books on the topic, with sticky notes color coded to how important he thought that information was.

Did you complain about not being able to sleep properly? Riddle has brewed you a potion that is said to help sleep and prepared a brochure with every habit of yours that is making sleep evade you.

And yet he is not using the evidence to reach a sound verdict. He is instead looking pretty stupid and/or overbearing to everyone around him.

Trey and Cater are laughing their asses off at the interactions between you both.

If it was someone else it could be heavily considered that they were faking it, but it’s Riddle after all.

Mr. Lionman is, like always, emotionally constipated as hell.

Leona might be lazy as balls, but he is no idiot. He’s actually rather brilliant and also not blind, so the moment he sees Riddle interact with you, it’s on sight.

Verbally that is. Leona isn’t that trigger happy with people that he could snap like a twig.

He probably already suspected Riddle's crush on you just by hearing you talk, which he did in fact make an effort to stay awake for, but actually seeing the red short stack turn into a human prawn would piss him off sooooo bad.

This man is incredibly petty. He has never once actually tried in his classes, but seeing as that would make Riddle mad, he’s showing up at 8:00 am on the dot to every class and scoring 100 after 100 in every test he can.

Meanwhile Riddle’s jaw is glued to the floor.

He doesn’t really understand why Leona is rubbing his successes in his face, which does piss him off, but what pisses him off the most is how Leona is showing it off to you too??? How dare he!

Riddle should be the one that comes to you with his perfect tests, offering help all gentleman style.

Treys sweets are another weapon in Riddle's arsenal, but Leona is indeed a cheeky bastard that practices the age old “all is fair in love and war”.

Ruggie is going to be very busy making sure those sweets taste awful, and also trying to feed you with stuff “Leona” made.

Speaking of Trey, he’s going to have to make a decorated cake saying “You like ____” for his housewarden. Otherwise man will stay in the dark.

It is shocking news to Riddle once he figures it out, while everyone else sort of just… nods their heads and pretend it is such riveting new information.

“Trey, I have delved deep into my psyche and have reached the conclusion that my feelings for ___ aren’t exclusively platonic.”

“Oh, really now, Riddle?”

oH reALly NoW RiDdLe

Leona is also a contender for the most obvious crush on campus to those that know him.

Ruggie and Jack probably have a bet going on when Leona will confess. (Jack thinks it will be when the sun explodes. Ruggie is more akin to the hypothesis of the heat death of the universe coming first.)

Riddle is the one most likely to confess.

He believes in doing things the proper way so confessing is the way to go.

Man is redder than his hair and holding a script he wrote.

It’s really sweet actually. Riddle isn't some romantic bard of legend, but he writes down his feelings in the best way he can: with legal jargon.

Leona’s sixth sense is activating and he is running to match his rival.

Once again, metaphorically. He can’t be bothered to actually run.

He is putting his head on your shoulder, whispering into your ear…

“I know you like me, herbivore.”

Hell no! This man did not spend the time he did around you and planning how to get your attention to turn back around and say it’s you who is in love with him! Step on his tail or knee him on the groin cuz he deserves it.

For a Leona love triangle, this one isn’t that bad. I’d give it an A.

Any love triangle with two overblot boys tends to be really messed up, even after said overblot, but Leona and Riddle don’t have that much prior beef that turns the love triangle into a biohazard.

Leona will have his good ol inferiority complex to keep him company if rejected, but he doesn’t feel like he is in that much direct competition with Riddle, which spares him some of the heartache that a love triangle with Vil or Malleus would give.

Riddle will be haunted by his perfectionism and romantic stupidity if rejected, but he’s one of the more stable post overblot boys, so you don’t have much to fear. Probably.

[firespirited]

I went a bit bonkers on leboncoin (local mercari) yesterday:

Incoming:

Rainbow Surprise Ameythst Rae

Hairdorables Dee 11" split hair with curls

Manky Signature Abbey to clean, deglue and bleach

Barbie Extra #1 (curvy carl aa - wonk?)

Damaged hair and lips Bratz Funk Out Nevra and broken Myscene Madison.

Potentially : Hair stripped Winter Wonderland Sasha (for her body and maybe keep the head for a yarn reroot someday).

One on hand, I'm so sick that I've deactivated my ebay sales and haven't listed a bunch of dolls.

On the other, 4 parcels to look forward to and that force me to go to the pick-up locker is the *point*. If it doesn't spark motivation then at least an attempt was made and most of the confirmed dolls were on the like-list... so they'll spark joy later.

The Cat Scan went well, they did an iodine contrast and it felt like peeing in the sea. I was trying so hard to not tremble during an anxiety and nausea wave that I wasn't aware of much else. The catheter made a mess of my arm coming out but was more unpleasant than painful despite the fragile area it was placed... then again my threshold of painful is pretty high right now.

Really pleased it wasn't an MRI, the cluh-clunk noise would have been hard to bear. My driver was a hard breaking type, I came close to throwing up. But also AC and tinted windows have changed the car experience so much. It used to be rough travelling in summer sun. It's night and day. literally.

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I first went to amazon to get a treat but they haven't got anything i'd like in stock at non scalper prices. They'd have had my money if they'd import Bratz (Punk Sasha) and Monster High (Venus!), or keep the Rainbow Highs with one outfit and under $40; as for Barbie Basics, they're $45 😬.

The RH and BB are nicely designed but not "45$ nice" you know?

Of course I've ended up spending more lol but fixing dolls is part of the fun. The current project list is mostly small amounts of rerooting or repainting, I think I'd enjoy just cleaning and brushing, especially a that huge Rainbow Surprise head and Bratz with their thickly rooted saran and a fairly easy mika + gloss overpaint for scuffed lips.

[courtofmatchups]

Hi! Here's my half of our matchup exchange. Could I please get a romantic matchup for Tokyo Debunker and Twisted Wonderland?

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Straight

Age: 20

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

MBTI: INFJ-A

Ennegram: 5w6

Appearance: I'm 164cm (5'4") and have an average build (not too curvy but definitely not straight up and down). I have green eyes that everyone thinks are brown and curly/frizzy dark brown hair that is down to the middle of my back. I don't think I really have a specific aesthetic but I usually wear denim shorts or jeans, and a comfortable/stylish top. In winter, I tend to lean towards middle ages poet (including a corset belt) or dark academia outfits.

Personality: I'm pretty quiet in social settings but if someone talks to me first, I can keep a conversation going. I will occasionally go up to someone to initial a conversation but not very often. With people that I'm close with, I'm very open and sarcastic. I have a high sense of self worth but as part of that, I set very high standards for myself. I also usually meet those standards though. People say I have a good poker face/a scary glare but I've never seen it. People also say I look like someone who "knows what they're doing".

Likes/Hobbies: Reading, writing, anime, video games, and listening to music (musicals, pop, and rock typically but I have a pretty broad style). I want to be a fantasy writer and I am currently studying an English major at university.

Dislikes: Spiders (deathly afraid of those), being forgotten when I'm gone, and disappointing those who I care about. I'm also not too fond of really deep water.

What I look for in a partner: Someone honest and caring. Someone who treats me the way I deserve to be treated. I don't really have a preference on appearance; personality is far more important to me.

Hopefully I've put a good amount of useful information! I hope you have a lovely day and that life is treating you kindly! Thank you for suggesting an exchange!

~Eren

It seems to me you've captured the heart of...

Rui Mizuki!

Hear me out: your quiet and stoic nature might come off as mysterious at first, and Rui, being the extravert he is, would be curious about you, and start a conversation with you. He would be pleasantly surprised that you can hold a conversation. He would often go out of his way to invite you over to the Obscuary bar to have a chat/"date" for all intents and purposes. He'd hope you wouldn't have to dip after closing hours, since he wants to get to know you better. He will tell you this of course.

When you do get closer, he would absolutely love your snarky side. Also. YAP. ABOUT. YOUR. WRITING. Boy is a romantic at heart and would love to hear about your writing. He's a good listener (sometimes being a barista involves being an unpaid therapist of sorts), so if you need to get something off your chest he will be there to listen (I mean, if you work at a bar, you will inevitably hear people venting about their problems over a drink (not speaking from experience, but speculation)).

I do hope you aren't touch starved, because poor Rui won't be able to give you kisses or cuddles. RIP reaper's curse. If his curse does get lifted, I can only imagine how tightly he'd hug you, and how long he'd stay that way.

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You've also captured the heart of...

Lilia Vanrouge!

Enter another curious man. Just from a glance from afar he can see that you are a confident person, and since you're so stoic, he can't help but feel drawn to you. He's a nocturnal fae, so he's seen some pretty curious things by diurnal creature standards. He would also be pleasantly surprised to see you're a good conversationalist. He'd gladly introduce you to his found family once you get close enough to him. I hope you don't have sensitive ears because Sebek's gonna be yelling a lot.

Silver notices his father gets really happy after a conversation with you, and I can't say he blames him.

I suppose your writing wouldn't really be considered fantastical by Twisted Wonderland's standards, as magic is pretty ubiquitous there, but Lilia would be happy to give you tips on writing fae characters regardless. Lilia also loves anime very much and would love to yap about his favourites with you.

You don't need to worry too much about spiders, since Lilia can get them to a safer place for you, but he will tease you about it.

Overall, a happy relationship

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A/N: finally out of writer's block, yey!

[miguelswifey04]

what if miguel and you traveled to the barbie universe….

in a world unlike any other, where imagination soared and childhood dreams took flight, an unexpected twist brought migueland you into the whimsical realm of Barbie dolls. the vibrant, colorful Barbie universe was a stark contrast to the grit and adventure of miguel’s own reality, yet somehow, it seemed to suit him perfectly.

miguel found himself transformed into a charming Ken doll, with plastic, perfectly coiffed hair and a dashing outfit. his red eyes sparkled in plastic form, and his toned physique was simply accentuated by the tailored clothing. as for you, you had become a stunning Barbie doll, with your mocha skin, curvy figure, and an array of fashionable outfits at your disposal.

the two of you found yourselves in a bustling Barbie-sized city, with towering buildings, vibrant storefronts, and a lively bar where the dolls gathered to unwind after a long day of play. it was a place where friendships formed, laughs echoed, and dreams flourished.

as you entered the bar, the lively atmosphere engulfed you, the sound of laughter and upbeat music filling the air. Barbie dolls of all types mingled, dancing, and enjoying their time together. miguel, in his Ken form, exuded confidence as he scanned the room, his red eyes catching yours in an instant.

“shall we dance, hun?" he asked, his voice soft and charming, as he extended a plastic, gloved hand toward you.

with a giggling smile, you took his hand, feeling the plastic warmth against your own. the two of you swayed and twirled on the miniature dance floor, lost in the joy of the moment. miguel led effortlessly, his movements smooth and practiced.

as the night wore on, you found yourselves engaged in conversations with other Barbie dolls, each with their own unique stories and personalities. you giggled in amusement as miguel, in his Ken form, charmed the other dolls with his suave demeanor and captivating smile. he was a natural in this fantastical Barbie world.

as the night drew to a close, you and miguel found a quiet corner of the bar to sit, overlooking the city lights. plastic cups containing miniature drinks sat in front of you, the liquid merely a shimmering illusion.

“i must admit, mi amor," miguel began, his voice filled with warmth as he gazed into your plastic eyes, "this Barbie world is something unexpected and extraordinary. but no matter the form or the world we find ourselves in, being with you always brings me joy."

a smile graced your plastic lips, the love between you unmistakable. "and being with you, miguel, makes any world feel like a whimsical wonderland. even as plastic dolls, our connection is real, and our love, undeniably eternal."

this was more so of a mission but for now you both basked in each other’s presence and unwind all your worries and problems.

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a/n: this was fun to write 😭

inspo: @kairiscorner

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So Then seven fandoms you said...

Twisted Wonderland

Disney (general)

Kung Fu Panda

The Bad Guys

My Hero Academia

Hazbin Hotel

Fullmetal Alchemist ...Name one character from each franchise that you would use as butt pillow

Oooooh, interesting choices...gotta think about this...

You'd probably expect me to say Leona, but I think he's more likely to use my face as a pillow for his butt. >///> I think the one who would tickle my fancy there most would be Jack Howl. I can see him letting an S/O do that while blushing all the while, claiming he's only doing it so they won't bug him...but he secretly enjoys it. Plus, he's canonically got one of the biggest butts at Night Raven, so that helps. XD

Disney on the whole? Oooooh...oh, that's tough...there's so many options, I'm not sure. And I don't want to cheat and use TW again. XD Hmmmmm...I'm gonna saaaaaay...Pete. As in the Mickey Mouse villain. Him being a big smug lummox about some adorable little "pipsqueak" and their kinks, laughing that heavy, mean laugh of his, or maybe even getting flustered himself for comedy's sake...both are yes please. <3

Po. This was the only easy answer. LOL Moving on.

While Mr. Wolf is my favorite crush from "The Bad Guys," I feel I have to say Mr. Shark on pure principle. XD

Oooooh, another toughy...hmmmm...I'm gonna saaaay...Kirishima. Which may seem like an odd choice, especially with the hardening ability, but a.) he doesn't HAVE to use that, after all, and b.) I think he's got the right balance of personality, if that makes sense. My other immediate options would be Midoriya or Bakugou, and one of them is way too innocent and the other...well...FREAKING INSANE. :P Kirishima I think has the right blend of being able to be playful and kink-teasing while also being sweethearted and maybe slightly flustered in his own way as well, which I think fits this type of scenario best.

Ahhh...this is tough, because the thing about Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss is that most of these characters don't really HAVE magnificent rear ends to speak of. The art style is very angular, with the characters having more sharp points and strict lines than major curves. And with all three of my top three biggest crushes for "Hazbin," specifically, the same rule applies...plus, NONE of them seem like they'd be remotely into that. XD I actually don't know with this one. I'm into a lot of characters sitting on me, but allowing my head to just rest on their rear like a pillow? (shrugs) Maybe Husk? Because it would be hilarious for the Grumpy Cat to just be all, "...Seriously? What the Here? -_- " And try to shake someone off with no success. Hey, when in doubt, use comedy. :P

FMA: Brotherhood is SUCH a weird show for me. There are so many characters that SHOULD be kinkable for me, but...well...almost none of them ARE. There's always some kind of caveat involved with them, where I go, "They could be majorly appealing to me EXCEPT...!" There are only two characters who are exceptions, and even they aren't among my STRONGEST crushes: those characters are Greed (both versions of him, pre-and-post-Ling Yao) and Envy. And between the two, Greed seems the most likely to ALLOW that WITHOUT horribly murdering me, so I guess we'll say him. 'XD

And now, SURPRISE EIGHTH FANDOM: "Moriarty the Patriot." I choose William James Moriarty himself. For no other reason than he's my favorite character, my biggest crush, and canonically looks QUITE curvy in several pieces of official artwork. >///>

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For the choose violence ask I somehow missed you reblogging: 1, 12, and 16.

Thank you for the ask, friend!! (from this post)

the character everyone gets wrong

I could probably answer a few characters for this one, honestly. I usually try to encourage everyone to interpret characters how they choose and to just enjoy things how they like, but I have to say there are some interpretations or characterizations that definitely make me do a double take and go ????

One of those is Vil Schoenheit from Twisted Wonderland. Every time I see a post or comments hating on Vil, I internally go "did you play the same Twisted Wonderland I did???" Because he's actually an amazing character with incredible depth and one of the best examples of how someone who does good work and genuinely does help others and care can still make bad choices. I think anyone who thinks he is a bad character or cruel or rude needs to go and reread book 5 in its entirety, and then all of book 6 as well because Vil is actually one of The Most mature students in NRC.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

I think Shima from Blue Exorcist gets a pretty negative reputation due to his flirty nature and the way he was a double-agent. However, I would like to argue a few points: 1. he made the choice to act as a double-agent and spy because he is a teenager who feels pressured into a life choice that he doesn't want for a cause he doesn't fully understand and he wants to rebel. He is rebelling. He was targeted by the Illuminati because he was struggling. They preyed upon him. He is as much a victim as he is a traitor. 2. Some people are flirty. Some people need time to figure out how to properly respond in a social situation. Again, he is a teenager. And he's not even the worst one I've seen. 3. if Shima didn't have a flirty nature, everyone would love him and call him babygirl and be all "oooh he's so fun as a traitor" and he would have way more fanart and more ships and more fanfics. So like. yeah. I think he deserves more attention. Just because he's flirty doesn't negate that he's an interesting and very well-rounded character who has a lot to offer in terms of dynamics and exploring relationships and interactions with other characters.

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Feminizing the bottoms in a ship. Like. If they are a masculine or strong or rougher but they end up written as "curvy" and "soft" and "obedient" and "gentle" and "non argumentative" just because they are the bottom. I will never understand why so many people do this...

Thanks again for the ask, friend! Hope you enjoyed my answers💜💜

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hi there <3 I’m hoping that you would be able to do a tokyo revengers matchup for me if its still open :)

my name is Samantha <3

my pronouns are she/her!

my personally type is ENFP!

my zodiac sign in virgo!

if i had to say what alignment i am, it would be chaotic neutral LMAO

im 5’7, slightly on the curvy side. i have long-ish, black curly hair and brown eyes. i wear round, black glasses. i have a couple of pierces and tattoos!

if you go on Pinterest and look up “Tumblr aesthetic 2014 grunge” and that is my dream aesthetic if i wasn’t so lazy - i only wear leggings and hoodies…

my favorite anime right now is Tokyo Revengers <3 also slightly obsessed with hazbin hotel and helluva boss

the games that my friends and i have played / play are - Twisted Wonderland and Obey Me

i have one cat and one dog <3

my favorite food is sushi! i also LOVE DR. PEPPER <3333 its like BAD

i feel like i dont have that many hobbies because i work ALOT. my friends say that i am a workaholic :( when Im at work, i basically run around like the world is going to end if that task isn’t done in the next two seconds. i have the mind set of “if you want things done right, you have to do it yourself” - which stresses me out and idk why I am like that HAHA

but when im not working, i love to write for my friends - mostly it will be about whatever fandom that we are into at the moment. (tbh i never end up finishing the stories because i get lazy haha).

my dream goal in life is to write angsty romance novel - like enemies to lovers (which is my FAVORITE TROUPE) and become an author.

as well, I am IN LOVE WITH MUSIC! every year that my Spotify wrap comes out my friends are SHOOK about how many different genres, artist and amount of time i listen to music for. for example, this year i listened to 75 different genres, 2,864 songs and 1,595 different artist!!

my top artist were : Pierce The Viel, Taylor Swift, Chase Atlantic, Rosenfeld, and Fall Out Boy :)

my top songs were : emergency contact, habits, this is why im hot, cardigan, and ceilings <3

my top genres were : pop, pop : indie, pop punk, rap, and alt z (whatever that is LMFAO)

this year i listened to : 32,897 minutes

my favorite thing to do is make playlist based on shows and characters to show my friends about how I feel <3

ive been told that i look very intimidating and mean, but once you get to know me im an uwu baby. that im very down to earth and emotional. but i make friends very easily - considering people have told me even though i look mean but i have an inviting aura which draws them in.

i’m pretty extroverted lol i make friends wherever i go and always see people i know whenever im out

i have a hard time expressing myself verbally. that whenever i try to tell someone how i feel about something, i start to get tongue-tie and stressed and upset. probably cause i feel too much at the same time :( so what i end up doing is just writing out how i feel and showing them (which is kind of rare lol)

but when Im talking about something that i love - Iiget loud LMFAO I start to talk with my hands more than i already do, i start talking very fast. then when i noticed that im doing that, i stop and apologize for being annoying HAHAH

my friends call me a tsundere (only applies with anime characters - not IRL people) because there will be a character that i cannot stand at first and then i will start to slowly like them and be VERY MEAN AND ANGRY ABOUT IT. eventually that character will turn into one of my favorite characters and i love them with all my heart - but will still be mad about it.

but tbh i’m such a hopeless romantic! if we’re dating i love you with all my heart.

my love language are : quality time, physical touch and words of affirmation. i will want to spend all my time with you. i am a very touchy person. words of affirmation is very important to me because i am very self conscious about basically everything about me *sigh* BUT IM TRYING TO WORK ON IT <3

SORRY I FEEL LIKE I WROTE SO MUCH! SORRY IF NONE OF THIS MAKE SENSE LOL

i hope you have an amazing day! stay cool

Hi there. I can’t stay cool because I’m not cool lol. It makes sense and it’s not too much. The more info the easier it is to find your perfect match. Idk how far you are in Tokyo Revengers. Let’s do this and I hope you enjoy.

You Got…

Kokonoi Hajime!!!!

He loves romance. (If you’ve seen season 3 you kind of get it). Love is something he really wants. And when he falls, he falls hard!

He works a lot too, so don’t worry about him getting mad at you.

He is patient and kind of a sweetheart. He wouldn’t get annoyed by your hand talking and getting passionate.

He’s been good friends with Inui (Inupi, Discount Sabo, etc. Boy has so many names lol!!!!), who does express himself much. He’d be able to figure it out and help as much as he could (his solution probably would include money).

He’d tell you he appreciates and loves you as much as he can. He can be a little emotionally constipated. He’ll probably also buy you stuff to show how much he cares.

If you love a character or band, expect lots of merch from him.

He’d love to hear your stories, especially angsty romance. He’s kind of an example angsty romance so…yeah.

I think you two would have similar music tastes and idk why. If he isn’t a Swiftie, I don’t know anything anymore.