#But i just love them in any shape and form

[long-furby-marty]

1. Chipotle order?

Burrito with extra chicken. Perfect shape. 

2. Thoughts on veganism?

Some people just aren’t meant to be apex predators, good on them for admitting it. 

3. A specific color that gives you the ick?

Hot pink.

4. Mythical creature you think/believe is real?

Flesh furbies, the kind the mechanical ones were based on. 

5. Favorite form of potato?

Whole. Greased up and right down my gullet. 

6. Do you use a watch?

Nah. Phone in muppet hole. 

7. What animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?

Eels. 

8. Do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

My cool sunglasses, back when I had them. I couldn’t fit them in my muppet hole (or even Flytrap’s!!) so I had to leave them on the side of the road with my Wii :( 

9. Do you have a skincare routine (and how many steps is it)?

I try not to get fluids on me, I don’t like having to get clean again. Do you know how hard it is to wring yourself out?

10. On a plane, do you ask for apple or orange juice?

I ask for milk. 

11. Anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

Well right now I have nothing. But before I got kicked out, I collected littlest pet shop toys. 

12. Brand of haircare/bodycare/skincare that you trust 100%?

Blood. 

13. First thing you’re doing in the purge?

Killing Donald Trump. Second thing would be killing all the other Nazis. 

14. Do you think you’re dehydrated?

Probably. 

15. Rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning.

Burning is the worst, then drowning, then freezing. 

16. Thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

I prefer pistach. There should only be one green flavour. 

17. An anxious compulsion you do every day?

Your mom. Gottem!

18. Your boba/tea order?

Broth. 

19. The veggie you dislike the most?

Fucking, lima beans, dude. They freak me out. 

20. Favorite Disney princess movie?

Cinderelmo 

21. A number that weirds you out?

Any number that sometimes has a line through it. 0,7, they’re doing too much. Oh and 4. Why is it written two different ways? Fuck off. 

22. Do you have an emotional support water bottle?

No. I’m not gen alpha. Wait, am I? Nevermind. 

23. Do you wear jewelry?

Yes, I have this lovely ribbon around my neck. 

24. Which do you find yourself using, American or British English?

Canadian. 

25. Would you say you have good taste in music?

Yes. The Chipettes are inspiring. 

26. How’s your spice tolerance?

In books or food? I don’t season my food. Books on the other hand…

27. What’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

My vip wristband when I had it :(

28. Last meal on earth?

CHICKEN!!

29. Preferred pasta noodle?

Egg

30. Ask me anything!

If I have an ask I'll send one like everyone else.

weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well:

chipotle order?

thoughts on veganism?

a specific color that gives you the ick?

mythical creature you think/believe is real?

favorite form of potato?

do you use a watch?

what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?

do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

do you have a skincare routine (and how many steps is it)?

on a plane, do you ask for apple or orange juice?

anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

brand of haircare/bodycare/skincare that you trust 100%?

first thing you’re doing in the purge?

do you think you’re dehydrated?

rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning

thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

an anxious compulsion you do everyday?

your boba/tea order?

the veggie you dislike the most?

favorite disney princess movie?

a number that weirds you out?

do you have an emotional support water bottle?

do you wear jewelry?

which do you find yourself using, american or british english?

would you say you have good taste in music?

how’s your spice tolerance?

what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

last meal on earth?

preferred pasta noodle?

ask me anything !

leave an ask for the person you reblog it from!

[harpsinfinity]

The welcome you deserve

Leon kennedy X gn!reader

Genre: fluff

REQUESTS OPEN !!

No warnings for this one, just wholesomeness :)

Pls listen to this whole reading:

It seemed like the world was weighing him down with each step he dared to take, anchoring him. But he wouldn't let that stop him, the heavy drag of his boots against the floor couldn't keep him away from his love. Hell, even if the world burned down he'd still make sure you were right there. Safe and protected in his loving arms.

Finally he thought, home at last. Away from whatever the hell kind of hell he faced during his time parted from you. His movements were almost sluggish, eyes laced with exhaustion as he managed to swing the door to your home open.

There, you were greeted with your, very tired, boyfriend. His hulking form almost slumped, as if he was to fall over flat on his face any minute. His eyes met yours, a shine of adoration for you breaking through them.

"welcome home, baby"

A smile graced your lips as you let the man inside before wrapping your arms around him. Trying to give him your best bear hug. You couldn't have been more joyful that Leon had come home, even if he was worse for wear. You'd always build him back up though, always.

Your hand connects with the side of his face, leaning up on your tip toes to press a loving kiss to his lips. Oh, how you'd missed the feeling of his lips on yours, how he held you in his arms and gave you praise after praise.

Leon mumbles a "missed you, angel" a huff of fondness coming from him.

You took one good look at his worn out form, clicking your tongue as you decided it was time to give this man the best pampering session, and sleep, of his life. He deserved it after all, for being so strong and brave during his mission, protecting the country from all those hellish creatures.

"c'mon, let's get you cleaned up" you chimed.

With a tired nod, Leon allows you to take his hand in yours, threading your fingers together, and lead him to your shared bathroom where he'd be lulled into a world of tranquility.

In no time your ran a bath, filled with warm water and all the bubbles someone could wish for. You even lighted candles and scent sticks, you really went all out for your boyfriend. The scent of vanilla and cinnamon was both comforting for welcoming, something Leon had been looking forward to.

You helped Leon out of his clothes, tossing them in the washing basket for the next days washing session. The pair of you entered the bath, letting Leon rest his weary head against your chest. The warm water caressed his muscles, such a satisfying feeling after being caked in sweat and grime with no way of removing it. Leon always found it to be such an awful feeling.

From there, you gave the blonde mop on his head a wash. He was due a haircut but, that could wait until he was well rested. Your fingers made careful work of massaging the shampoo into his scalp, you used yours as per his request. It pulled quiet groans of content from him, feeling the tenseness of his muscles vanish with each scrub.

You swiped back the wet locks of his hair, pressing gentle, tender kisses all over his handsome face. His stormy blue eyes gazed into yours as you pressed another kiss to his lips, his eyes were practically heart shaped as he admired your face. The face he'd been dreaming for so long, you'd kept him going. The thought of you was enough to keep him strong.

"don't deserve you, angel. You're too good to me"

Leon murmured lowly, humming in delight as your nails found his back, tracing gentle patterns along it. You cupped his cheek once more, pressing one more kiss to his lips and between his brows before replying:

"you deserve the whole world, baby, jus don't know it."

That seemed to make his heart flutter, though he wouldn't admit it.

Soon, your now relaxed and pampered other half was clean, dried, dressed and ready for bed. Accompanied with being in your arms, tucked in.

His head was stuffed in your neck, inhaling your scent that he had missed so much. He had a loose grip around your waist and your legs tangled together.

With one of your hands rubbing up and down his back, and the other tangled in his hair, it was impossible for him to fight off the sleep that pleasantly plagued him.

It was no suprise when you heard soft snores against your neck, a fond smile gracing your lips before you pinned a kiss to his head and decided it was time to join him in Dreamland.

[manmuncher777]

i feel Nanami's type is either Megan thee stallion (generally anyone that's curvy) orrrr someone who's the complete opposite 🤷 you're sooo cute btw

oh my gosh!! my first nonnie!!! Hi my love, thank you for being my first ;). You’re even cuter, don’t get me started 😝

I totally get you vision for Nanami. so why not write both? (All body types are beautiful, I hope my writing can reflect that for everyone. Please feel free to share if you felt I represented something wrongly!❤️)

Curvy

Being a curvy woman had its ups and downs. One of the down being your heavy fucking tits, that constantly caused your back to ache, however. One massive fucking positive was that your husband was Obsessed with them.

“Back ache again darling?” he drawled, coming up behind you, hands resting at your hips.

“Yeah Ken, not great today.”

“Let me hold them for you sweetheart..” And that sweet tone of his did nothing to hide the lust on his face. The pure adoration as he shamelessly let his eyes travel down towards your cleavage as you faced him.

“Really Ken?” you asked him, quizzical look on your face.

“Really baby, let me make you feel better.”

Hands hands soon replacing your bra as He cupped your tits. you were sat on your couch with him, relaxing that evening while his huge hands took the weight of your tits off your back. you would be lying if you said it didn’t feel amazing. Like a weight had been lifted. literally. Your back already feeling better. But you didn’t miss the movement of his fingers. Every now and then his thumb swiping over the cushiony skin of your nipples. His eyes watching Your breatss, not the moving you are so engrossed it. He loved the way they looked in his hands. so pretty

He also loved your ass. Fucking hell. Any form fitting clothing had him foaming at the mouth, nothing was going to stop his from resting a possessive hand on the skin when you went out together. You could be going grocery shopping, simple pair of jeans on, and he’s gripping the fat of your ass. As if it were completely natural to him. When you wore a skirt. god he wanted you sat on his lap. never leaving.

and those form fitting dresses you liked to wear, shapely legs strutting along. You were tall, and kento loved it. He loved watching yo, just admiring you from a far. it was never just about your body, but god did he love it

not curvy

To kento. You were everything. But your body was just a bonus to him.

You had always had insecurities, perhaps you were a bit more lacking in certain departments. But to Kento, you were perfection

He loved your tits, so pretty and perky. The way you would wear a backless dress so easily, showing off that extra bit of skin that had him biting his lip as he watched you. The way your nipples perked so easily, he especially loved when you went braless. being able to see the perked skin through the material of your shirt, it had him staring like a pervert.

“Ken I need to go clothes shopping again soon, want to join”

“of course my love, why do you need to go clothes shopping, you only went last week?”

“I need some new bras, my others are a bit old now.” you mentioned absentmindedly, not seeing how your husbands eyes were currently glued to your tits. Your braless tits.

“just go braless forever. you know it’s my favourite” He says, stalking towards you as his hands trace over your clothed boobs. Not missing the way your nipples perked under his touch.

Your ass was another favourite also. the way it fit so perfectly in his hand, the way it complimented your figure so perfectly. He loved watching you move, the way those short little skirts fitted you, god it was like he was seeing an angel. Nanami didn’t need bold curves to love your body. besides, he was instead drawn to balance of your figure, the way your clothes highlighted your stunning legs, how nice they looked in a pair of heals. He wanted every inch of your skin to be covered in his marks

[honeyryewhiskey]

She moves through the shadows in a triplicate form, reigning over sorcery, crossroads, and necromancy. An enigmatic force, she is the pulsing heart of the dark, perched perfectly in the balance of good and evil.

As the Winchesters scour myths and lore for answers, they find themselves delving deeper into the labyrinth of her power—a maze that shifts with every step.

Now, with her aloof little familiar bound to Dean’s soul, the brothers are trapped in a game of Hecate's making. Breaking the bond demands a sacrifice neither of them is willing to give—but the bigger challenge might just be surviving the sharp-tongued, frustratingly useful familiar who seems determined to push Dean’s every button.

FALL INTO THE CHAOS

PROLOGUE i. THE THREE HEADED BEAST

Long, long ago—centuries before the Winchesters ever walked the earth—your world was steeped in herbs, potions, and spells. You and your sisters were the village’s love witches, shadowy figures whispered about in the darkest corners of taverns and prayer circles. The desperate and forlorn came to your family’s door—unhappy wives, weeping girls, and lovesick souls—placing their fragile hopes in your hands and trusting you to grant their desires.

Together, you and your sisters became the answer to countless prayers, weaving love and longing into potions that could soothe the ache of lonely hearts. But it was the work done in shadow—the forbidden craft, the manipulation of desires too dark to confess—that stirred ripples in the fabric of your magic and drew the attention of Hecate herself.

The goddess, rarely concerned with the trifles of her mortal followers, took notice of your bloodline. In you, she saw power unbridled and potential unchecked, a spark capable of burning brighter than any mortal flame. But such power demands a price. And when the time came to pay, a sacrifice was made—a choice you never spoke of again.

Condemned to an eternal servitude, you surrendered everything to become what you are now: a shapeshifting spirit, bound to Hecate’s will. For centuries, you have been her tool and her weapon, drawn from the dark recesses of your tomb whenever you proved useful. She wielded you in secret wars, relied on you for whispered truths, and cast you aside when the work was done.

Time has become a blur of fire and shadow, of fleeting moments stolen before being returned to the cold embrace of eternal sleep. You have watched empires rise and crumble, seen humanity claw its way to triumph only to destroy itself again. The horrors of war, the fragile joys of peace, the endless hunger for power—all have left their marks on you.

But through it all, the ache of what was lost remains, an ember that refuses to fade. Bound by a leash you cannot sever, you have lived through centuries without ever truly shaping them.

And now, after untold years of servitude and silence, you awaken again. But this time, it is not Hecate’s call that stirs you—it is the binding of a mortal soul, tethered to yours in ways you cannot yet fathom. Dean Winchester is no king, no god, but his defiance burns brighter than any ruler’s crown. As frustrating as he is, he offers something you’ve long forgotten how to hope for: the chance to carve your own destiny.

j's note 𖤐 no use of y/n, will be using nicknames but keeping physical descriptions to an absolute minimum, aside from what could be applied to a fem!reader.

series warnings!! hunting-esque violence, strong language, canon divergent?, adult themes — 18+, nothing non-consensual will happen, just not my cup of tea. but. reader is bound to dean, souls intertwining and whatnot. makes that relationship a bit taboo in nature. still learning tags, bare with me ppl

[ disclaimer ! this is based on different Hecate myths, but i took a hop, skip and a jump of creative liberty to make it fit into the spn universe and this fic. so. this is not entirely accurate to greek mythology ] 

[dailypokemoncrochet]

@elephantswaggerdesigns: I was wondering what size safety eyes you use? I tried looking at older posts but i couldn’t find if you said or not. The smallest I can find in store is 9mm, do you buy online? If so, what is the best place you have found to get them? Also, to keep to a scale that will fit in your hand, (shoulder or belly width), is it like 30 stitches at its widest? Love your work. I can only imagine what you have learned with making so many different shapes/forms. I don’t think this classifies as a pattern question but if it does skip it. Did you have to make up your own stitches in places or do you stick with standard sl st, sc, invisible Inc, invisible dec?

The safety eyes are 4.5mm! I buy them from 6060eyes etsy. I haven't bought from them in a while because one day I thought "Why don't I just buy all the eyes I will ever need so I never run out?" and so bought a lot of them and I still haven't run out yet lol. I liked them specifically because most places online I found started at 6mm eyes which look so big at the scale I'm making my crochets and I honestly really like the little beady eyed-look they have.

Yeah I would say most of my Pokemon end up around 30-32 stitches at their widest point. Some like Guzzlord got bigger than that at maybe 50ish? Which was HUGE imo and only justified because that's kind of specifically Guzzlord's deal being a big Pokemon. It's not something I consciously set out to adhere to, but I have noticed that 36ish stitches is about the biggest I will make a row, usually because of a lot of alternating color switches, and that if I am doing mono-color rows I keep it capped at around 32. Which doesn't sound like that big of a difference, but it kind of is at this scale! However this doesn't necessarily keep them small, because some Pokemon are just very long, like Eternatus, and I think the widest point was like 10 stitches, but it ended up being a lot of rows. That's just something I gotta accept though if I want to keep only using the one size hook and yarn, because I'm not about to go making only a few Pokemon with smaller hooks using idk sports weight yarn just so I can keep the whole thing physically palm-sized.

That's a fine question! It's all straight up US-terms single crochets, slip stitches, chains. I don't consider "invisible increase/decrease" as separate from single crochets because they are fundamentally single crochets. Recently I've been doing more half double crochets, sometimes double crochets, for some extra details, but generally yeah it's just sc, sl, ch. I sometimes do back loop only or front loop only to get a certain look, but I don't think any of what I've done would be considered making up my own stitches.

what size hook/yarn do you use? as a fellow amigurumi enthusiast i can never find a good middle ground for some reason like either my stitches are way too tight to be manageable or they’re too loose and stuffing pokes out >:(

3.25mm hook and medium weight (4) yarn

Sometimes people tell me I should use a smaller hook and lighter yarn but Idk this works for me. I think smaller in general is better, but if you can make consistent stitches comfortably, that's what's best. Takes some trial and error but eventually you should be able to find that good middle ground

[ro-ro-bbbi]

Hobie and gwen are besties and they're so cuteeee 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

They would have so many silly fake arguments and fight and then they cuddle and kiss eachother's noses and play together and make songs together and make fun of eachother's crushes and they bond so much bc they're both queer and they have very serious conversations about gwen's dad and her peter and her whole 'no friends' thing and hobie's family and his canon events and he being touch straved and all the trauma that he has that we still don't know about and they have actually arguments about her lying to herself and isolating herself and believing miguel's bullishit and maybe after she made peace with her father she would go back living with him but hobie doesnt agree bc he scared and he doesnt like george bc he literally pointed a gun to her head and he saw how many of his friends have been killed or hurt by the police or by their own parents and he wont let that happen again and he cares so much and he is so protective of his lil drummer and gwen loves him so much but also just wants a father and they would have so many nicknames for eachother and-

[amid-fandoms]

the way we celebrate every little milestone and anniversary these two have, from the day dan started shooting his shot to the day they became facebook friends to the day they met irl to the day they moved in together etc etc we truly live on a special phannie calendar cause why do i forget my family’s birthdays more than phanniversaries

[helsensm]

What do you think of the Shaolin bros in the old tl? Which of their designs is your favorite

Love them with all my heart! Nothing is better than the childhood friends trope (ok, maybe found family is a little bit better XD), who are being boys, pals, bros, idiots together. <3 We need an animated series about them growing up and training together, I swear...

My fav version of them would be the one in mk11, because there we have cute past boys AND hot revenant boys? for the price of one?? is for me? 👉👈😳

Liu Kang’s design is very iconic and never really changed much in the old tl, but with Kung Lao I also want to mention his cool black-blue-red outfit in mk9, Shaolin Monks and mk Legends. 👌😩 Love how his mk1 Outworld armor is kinda the homage to that.

And although it’s not about the old timeline, but I think that 2021 movie shaolin bros are very nice too! More… soft than their predecessors, but their bond warmed my cold and empty soul. 😌

[coachbeards]

in that order

[theusernameiwantisntavailable]

i demand timbern for the ask game /jk

How dare you come into my asks and demand that I talk abt my favourite ship after I reblogged a ship ask game! /jk

I think it goes without question that I ship it lol

What made me ship it?

When I first got into DC (Tim Drake) the only Tim ship I was really aware of was timkon due to its immense popularity. I ended up really liking it (and still do!) but every now and then I'd see posts of people dunking on timber (mainly because they were bitter abt Tim not ending up with Kon). I decided to look into the ship more to see if it was really as bad as people made it out to be

And next thing I new I had a new favourite ship and favourite character lol (Bernard Dowd they could never make me hate you)

2. What are your favourite things about the ship?

There are so many thing I love about them. But I think one thing that doesn't get talked about enough was how Bernard knew Tim before he knew Robin. Yes technically Tim was still Robin when they first met, but that got upturned relatively quickly and I think they spent more time together without Tim having Robin then vice versa. So many people in Tims life that he's close with knew the mask a while before they knew him (which is a fascinating relationship in itself) and E grieves is one of the few times we see Tim without any sort of mantle. I think that there's something special about the fact that Tim, with all his identity and attachment issues around his superhero identity, ended up with one of the few people who knew him (even for a short while) as just Tim Drake.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

The fact that they have less content then other ships that have been around for decades longer is enjoyable. It means you get to fill in the blanks

I feel like with ships that have been around for so long there's less room for ambiguity to fill up. Everything is already there for you, which is fun don't get me wrong! But having the freedom to be creative and come up with ideas in a way you couldn't otherwise is part of the fun

[microwaving-tesilid-argente]

oh to have a patron god who unconditionally loves you to bits.....

//

[inquisimer]

this is insane. who am I. three years ago I was afraid to post ANYTHING and now we're here 😭 it feels really good

[ipona]

ACOTAR is truly proof that fandom in general has vastly changed from when I got into online fandoms some odd twenty years ago. You've got two hot, morally gray men, who hate each other, perfect narrative foils, with opposite night/day-esque aesthetics, a complicated history and potential for countless friends to lovers to enemies to reluctant allies back to lovers again fix-it fics. They have loads of suggestively charged dialogue, and throughout the series they keep. coming. back. to each other, seemingly unable to let go.

And you mean to tell me that not only is this faaaaar from the most popular ship, it's actually pretty controversial outside of its own niche sub-fandom?

[blue-banditt]

My therapist was telling me today to join trans support groups to help my bottom dysphoria issues so I can talk ab how its affecting my s3x life and get advice and help bc he's not able to empathize and help me and like

Soo Yeah. That actually would be so nice.

But I've joined trans support groups before. And I've talked about my dysphoria bc yk. They're support groups. But all I've ever gotten from them is; at best, someone sympathizing and telling me "just accept your body how it is!! :D your vag is manly and masculine bc YOU'RE a man" (IDC about societal implications of genitalia, i care ab the fact that I don't have a dick and balls, idc what society calls them, IDC whether or not they're masculine or feminine) and at worst, dirty looks and being outed to people outside the group.

Trans support groups these days feel anti dysphoric and anti stealth. And I feel like I can't relate to everyone else bc everyone else wants to be visibly trans and androgynous and already loves their body and has no problems having s3x and the only thing they worry ab is the government telling them they cant change their name and sex marker to X

So... Idk.. i don't really feel like there's anywhere for me to get help for my genital dysphoria. I'll prob end up killing myself over it wtv

[nexus-nebulae]

thinking about when i had such intense phantom limbs as a kid i told my math teacher about it

[thebirdandhersong]

am I simply............. to be an educational pit stop and temporarily necessary mental/emotional/spiritual support for the men I love for all time?? like yes the two boys I've loved in my life I DID love with all my heart however the first only started reading the Bible regularly and investing in his church community after I broke up with him (these were things I kept suggesting while we dated, but which he brushed off and didn't take seriously) and now it's looking like I am an emotional bookmark for the second. like I'm in between one page of his life and the next, and am helping him process and am teaching him how to deal with his emotions properly, but what I'm doing for him is literally all that I will be to him, and he likely won't remember me when I move out of the dorm and graduate.