#Cat Clown Shenanigans

[swelling-feeling]

One thing i find kinda amusing, in some way shape or form, is that for a universe im making since childhood, i once added a race of Cat-Clowns that in a way became the most self-indulgent thing i've ever done lmfao

i mean, jesters i already love, have a weakspot for them, cats, love me some kitties and their purrs, thus why Spinel and Maxim can purr in the first place lmfao, not to mention The Witch, and of course the cherry on this cake - These Cat-Clowns also possess inflatability, and what's more, its actually a big thing in their culture

yeah, i wrote lore, and its right under the cut! read if you want i guess lmao

but yeah, a most amusing idea is of Spinel being one of these Cat-Clowns, a Fealltoir

Here's a visual for some Fealltoir individual - they have two forms, one more cuddly and friendly, and the other more sharp and spooky; Since this is the intrigue side blog, we're mostly gonna focus on the former form mentioned rather than the latter, obviously

initial lore

The Fealltoir have many traditions, as well as social and/or societal norms, some more grand, other more amusing - but one would think the following to be some grand tradition, when in reality its just a couples' thing. Obviously there are still things that humans do also, holding hands, keeping eachother close, and the like, yet when agreed upon, often joyfully so, one can practically puff into their female mate, turning her into a balloon - thanks to the Fealltoir's natural elasticity, the females' advanced elasticity and biology, she remaims unharmed, and if anything, she's doing just honky doory. Its not uncommon on any area or city occupied by the Fealltoir, to see one hold unto their female mate's tail as if a string of a balloon, happily humming, chuckling, or simply smiling in glee with their mate as they go on a nice stroll - its often that the female ends up becoming rather big, if not far bigger from the resulting "puff kiss", for its believed that if the female ends up bigger, it means her mate loves her that much. Some become playfully competetive on who loves their female mate more, though ultimately it's all just for amusement. Obviously, one would not want their female mate harmed - though again, dye to their biology, she ends up more than fine - yet if the need arises, she can simple exhale the air from her form, returning to her prime state (with mayby only a need for new clothes). Ultimately, to other species its understandable that this would be an odd practice, but to the Fealltoir, its just another normal affectionate practice. After all, it is known that they enjoy big, round, soft things, and if said thing happens to be / part of their female mate, all the better. A fun note, its often seen that when one's said mate is in that state, they enjoy performing tricks and such on her, balancing, juggling, joking, the works. Its both productive, in a way, as well as a very fun pass time with one's mate. That, and the cuddles are amazing, especially when your beloved's the comfiest bed in the world.

2. Fealltoir Flirting

Some fealltoir have a significant abillity-slash-instinct, that allows them to puff themselves up, even by a wee bit - this ability is used only for courting and amusement, over their methods of intimidation being something far other. Nonetheless, its not unexpected to see a male felltoir puff up their upper body a bit, as if to emulate big muscles, to either grab the attention of a mate, or simply to amuse - same goes for the females, but with puffing up their entire form, just a little bit - most of the focus going to the female felltoir's stomach region, of course. All the same - if you see a female felltoir looking at you with interest, and puffing up her form - it's a sign she's into you, or that she knows you're into her.

3. A Love for Round Things

Funny thing, the Fealltoir - playful, tricky, and fun as their are, living feline jesters in their own right, they seem to share an instinct with Humanity; The adoration and interest in big, round things. Like humans find such things to be better; a bigger beast to give more meat, a bigger mate to mate with, and such - The fealltoir have a simmilar attraction, an adoration with giant rubber balls to balance on, giant round pillows to rest on, and, of course… one turning their female mate into a giant, round balloon. It's very well known at this point - some other races are begining to find these antics normal, as with many other with the fealltoir's characteristics, and with extensive spell-work, or chemistry, alchemy, the like; Others are begining to indulge in the Fealltoir's way of things. Of course, only those on the Fealltoir's homeworld are known to go as far to try to become balloons as well; but it's to be expected as its normal, if not downright encouraged there All the same; It's good to know that Humanity and the Fealltoir can find common ground… in a mayhaps too-expected place, for some.

4. Jestsbane

Jestsbane, a kind of herb which essentially kicks a fealltoir's self-puff ability into overdrive, making them puff up uncontrollably - how fast the process happens depends on how much of jestsbane is applied to the fealltoir Rumor has it, that partners of fealltoirs of other species - and sometimes even just fealltoir couples themselves! - enjoy the use of the herb as a small prank, to fluster and mayhaps embarass the fealltoir, and mayby just get right into the point so the partner's intentions would be loud and clear all the same, such an herb is kind of rare, and yet, it can be still found near where fealltoirs live, as if Fatum himself is being a little shit, daring you to tempt him

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Yes, both genders have the bodily elasticity, gotta make things fair in some aspects to make things make more sense - but obviously, the females have far, and i do mean FAR more elastic bodies, to make things more... fun, y'know?

but yeah, i suppose either way i tried to strike a good middle of Lore that Makes Sense for the world, as well as pure self indulgent shenanigans, for the sake of pure self indulgent shenanigans - a bit of each, despite me trying to avoid the more self indulgent parts in the lore i usually write for that world, since, y'know, dont want people to think im a wretch and all that

but yeah, as i said, Fealltoir!Spinel, cat clown gf, very fun idea lol - not to mention the amusing ideas of trying to vibe with her while using Jestsbane, lol

[thr4shit]

Does your cat (if you own one) ever just snuggle so far up close to you and put their ass so close to your face you feel like they're seeking a compliment so you tell them,

"yes you have a very fluffy ass"

Cause my cat keeps putting his ass in my face like he wants praise because I know he's a little whiny attention hoarding bastard.

I love my cats. Like-- Why are you putting your ass in my face, you weird, little, tiny mister?

Do you want me to give you more compliments weird mister?

[ozzgin]

A collection of doodles, memes and comics featuring monsters!

Monsters

Reverse octopus hybrid

Chubby Monsters

Zzy [Character Design]

Circus Merman [Character Design]

Octopus Hybrid [Character Design]

Lion!Hybrid and Tiger!Hybrid [Character Design]

Loan Shark x Blåhaj

Loan Shark flex [Rent-A-Monster]

Interviewing Monsters [Vegetable Lamb Hybrid]

The creation of Sprout [Vegetable Lamb Hybrid]

Saint Nicholas Visit [Vegetable Lamb Hybrid]

Zzy Pole Dancing Animation

Hucow Husband

Queen of the Black Puddle Male Version

Demon Girl Doodle

Slime Girl Suggestive Doodle

Comics/Memes

Kraken First Mate x Dumbass Human Captain 1

Kraken First Mate x Dumbass Human Captain 2

Kraken First Mate x Dumbass Human Captain 3

Monster under your bed guide

Big monster, goofy Reader

Shy monster, dominant Reader

Free Ice Cream

Monstermania RAW

Monster Fucker Awards

Guess the monster fucker

Monster D-Print

Sea Slug Boyfriend

Zombie!Househusband

Nessie x Reader

Shark Facts [Shark Loan Shark]

Bath Time [Shapeshifter]

Cooked Food [Shapeshifter]

Surprise encounter [Monster under your bed]

Stuffed toy jealousy [Monster Harem]

Horny repellent [Zzy]

Sisterly Love [Zzy]

Teddy Bear horror [Asylum Spider]

Clown Nose [Vampire Clown]

Blowing the horn [Vampire Clown]

Work Pest [Ghost Harem]

Special Seat [Dragon Guardian]

Love Letters [Orc Secretary]

Size Difference [Delinquent Fairy]

Battle Challenge [Delinquent Fairy]

Cat Shenanigans [Yandere Cowboy]

Reader Inserts

How to hold your human guide

You're not the father! [Monster harem]

Sleepover [Monster harem]

Breeding Kink [Monster Harem]

Crowned Spouse Reader

Reader chilling in a monstrous mouth

Handholding your monster boyfriend

How to lewd a skeleton boyfriend

Tentacle parts at the workplace + Part 2

House monster encounter [House Monster]

Reader with poor eyesight [House Monster]

Caught in the act [House Monster]

Room Service Reader [Monster Hotel Meme]

Monster Birthday Cake [Monster Author]

Monster Picnic [Forest Entity]

Reader with allergies [Forest Entity]

Gangbang Milestone [Monster Streaming]

Mating Habits [Octopus Hybrid]

Holiday Headpats [Shark Loan Shark]

Kindergarten Sign-up [Devil]

Mean Dog Reader [Monster Marriage]

Daos holding you [Werewolf]

Daos holding you (Romanian Edition) [Werewolf]

Protecting the Asylum Spider

Smooching the Asylum Spider

Meeting the neighbors [Bull Hybrid]

Chameleon viewer [Monster Streaming]

Walking home [Rent-A-Monster]

Monster Tutor [Rent-A-Monster]

Monster Ride [Deer Hybrid]

Reverse AU [Delinquent!Fairy]

Kitchen Tomfoolery [Zzy]

Werewolf Christmas Visit

Centaur Bellyriding

Misc

Monster Fudger Genealogy Tree

Monster fucking would work for me because...

Bruised cervix

Adopt-a-Y/N

Monster!Reader

A monster fucker's thirst

Hucow Barista Husband [Cow Hybrid]

Trying on clothes [Monster Streaming]

[dannystheone]

Hazing The Kitty Cat! (Lee Wolverine/Ler Deadpool)

HI GUYS OH MY GOD SORRY IT'S BEEN A SECOND

First I'd like to say THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR AAALL OF YOUR SUPPORT

My Deadpool and Wolverine fic is my VERY FIRST work of fiction on my blog to reach over 100 likes and I couldn't have done it without you guys. This is such a huge milestone for me, I'm so incredibly grateful to you all, and thank you thank you thank you AAA I'm so happy ;-; All of your comments and feedback have been so wonderful to read

I had this idea randomly knowing that Deadpool needed to get Wolverine back (even though nobody asked for it teehee) but this one is just for funsies

Thank you all again and I hope you enjoy!

WARNINGS: SPOILERS FROM THE MOVIE/ Cursing, fourth wall breaks- Hey- what are you doing? "DEADPOOL HERE GUYS! JUST READ THE FIC AND LOVE IT! MARVEL JESUS OUT!" -okay, um- as I was saying... General shenanigans that come with Deadpool fics

Wade decides to haze Logan as it's his first night staying in his house as his roommate. But Wade discovers a heavily guarded secret that Logan has been keeping...

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"Aaahhh- nothing like coming back home to this little superstar and slipping your aching feet into your big rubber masturbatin' shoes, 'amiright?" Wade entered the living room of his apartment with Dogpool under one arm, a beer from the fridge in the other, and sat beside an unamused Logan on the couch.

Deadpool had an assignment today from Hunter B-15, so he was out while Logan moved into Wade's apartment with Althea, or Blind Al as she's affectionately referred to. Logan didn't have much to move in, considering he wasn't even from this timeline, so he went to the grocery store for the first time in who knows how long to get some essential things. A toothbrush. And a six-pack.

Logan was on his fourth from the six-pack as Wade sunk into the worn couch next to him, kicking his feet up on the coffee table, and sighed, content. Dogpool pushed up on Wade's chest to give his face some slobbery kisses. Wolverine groaned in disgust at the display.

"Do you have to make out in here? Why don't you two get a room?" Logan asked gruffly. His personality had brightened since Wade found him in that bar on that fateful day, but that didn't mean he was still a grouch most days. Wade set his beer down on the coffee table and scooted closer to Logan on the couch, causing Logan to lean to the right to escape him.

"It wouldn't make a difference, daddy dearest. It'd still be like we're in the same room with the noises we make. Since we're in this room though, we can make room for one more~" Wade laid his head on Logan's shoulder, which Logan generously tolerated for all of two seconds before he shoved him off.

"Alright, get off. Just because I agreed to live here doesn't mean I'm gonna do the whole... your thing." Wolverine said while swirling a hand in Wade's direction. "I'm not gonna be a prop in the clown show you wanna call an apartment." Wade huffed a short laugh while he petted Dogpool's head.

"Oh! You're the cutest. My clown show has ball gags, whipped cream, and red hot pokers. But if you want to be a part of THAT clown show, I can make the trip to Spencer's, you say the word." Wade pushed his luck with Logan's tolerance as he ran a finger along one of Logan's 'kitten' peaks in his hair. Logan jerked to the side and slapped Wade's hand away.

"Fuck off, I said," Logan growled. Wade nearly squealed in fangirlish delight when he touched the kitten's peak in his hair, scaring Dogpool and having the pup move to the other side of the couch. His hair was softer than he thought.

"I've been wanting to do that since the first X-Men movie!" Deadpool sighed dreamily and melted. "You know how to make my dreams come true, Wolvie." Deadpool put his cheek in his hand while he lovingly looked up to Wolverine, who was trying to watch the television and tune Deadpool out. Wade brought his hand up to fluff the kitten peak some more, to which Wolverine shot his claws out and threatened Deadpool with them.

"You keep it up, and these will go in a place that will have you screaming your national anthem." Logan threatened. Wade fanned his cheeks at the suggestive words before correcting Logan's words.

"OUR national anthem, Hoser. Don't forget canonically we're both from Canada. And I'm talking to Wolverine, not Hugh Jackman. And also- don't make a promise you can't keep." Deadpool winked as Wolverine rolled his eyes.

"Besides, a little roughing up is in order as it's your first night living in the apartment! Think of it as initiation on your first night in Boy Scouts. Don't worry, I'll be more gentle than Scout Master Kevin was with me." Deadpool promised. Logan huffed an irritated noise as he sheathed his claws back into place. He was also 4 beers deep, so he had a small buzz going. His tolerance towards Wade was slightly larger than usual.

"Just keep away from me, huh? It's not that hard. You ever heard of personal space? They ever teach you that on the planet you're from?" Logan asked, exasperated. Wade shook his head with a gleeful smile and reached his finger forward to feather it in Logan's kitty peak again. Before his finger reached its destination, Logan swatted Wade's hand away. Wade's finger landed near Logan's ear, so he just reached forward and wiggled his finger in his ear to annoy him. His finger wiggled in his ear and scritched down the side of his neck.

"Nope. Just how to slash people in half while also being the funniest and sexiest person in the room. Although you could say that's a God-given talent. Not everyone can accomplish that. Take Ryan Reynolds for example." Deadpool turned to look at the camera.

While Deadpool was yapping, Wolverine twitched to the side from Wade's fingers in his ear and let out a small huff before he could stop himself. He swatted Wade's hand away from his neck before adjusting himself on the couch. Wade's eyes widened with wonder as he rose from his position on the couch and got very close to Logan's face. Logan raised an eyebrow at Wade.

"Either I'm still hallucinating from that Drain-O I drank earlier or you've just given me the greatest gift possible, Logan Howlett. You couldn't possibly be ticklish, could you? That'd be downright diabetic." Wolverine side-eyed Deadpool and tried to turn his attention to the TV again.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Leave me alone and tend to the muppet you wanna call a dog over there." Wolverine gestured to Dogpool sitting on a dog bed that was 10 times his size cleaning himself. Deadpool looked back to Dogpool, confirmed that he was just fine, and turned his attention back to Wolverine.

"Oh trust me I will. But first- more pressing matters. And I mean that literally." Wade wasted no time taking his fingers and pressing them into Logan's stomach, zipping his fingers up and down the expanse of his tummy quickly. He scritched and feathered his fingers up and down Logan's tummy as quickly as he could while he had this golden opportunity.

Logan snorted through his mouth and dropped his beer in his struggle to curl up and protect himself. He brought his knees up to try and shield his stomach, but Wade's body was in the way to properly do so. Wolverine growled out his chuckles through his teeth while he tried to push Deadpool off of him.

"Pffmt! Urrghh- Gehet thehe fuhuck offa me!" Logan narrowed his eyes as he tried to rip Wade off of him, his stomach bouncing underneath Wade's fingertips. Deadpool smiled at his accomplishment to get the grumpy bastard to laugh for once.

"Wow, those tight, buttery Hawaiian rolls do NOT disappoint. They're hard as a brick house, just like me. I bet everyone reading is jealous AF right now." Deadpool ran his fingertips over Wolverine's abs while shielding himself from Wolverine's attacks. Logan snarled and huffed as he tried punching and gripping Wade's suit to get him off.

"Uhuhurgh! Wahade! You're deahead, yohou hehear mehe?!" Wolverine attempted to threaten him and punch his back, but no one took him seriously when he was so giggly. Wade's back was to him, and his whole torso was damn near on his lap with his hands scribbling in his sides.

"Well, yes. It's in the name, sweetheart. DEAD-pool. Are you delirious already? Geez. I knew your tummy was ticklish from the first X-Men movie, which is what I've ALSO been wanting to do since then, but I didn't know it was this bad. I might need to rework my fanfictions now that I have real source material." Deadpool was thinking up the title of his new fic as his fingers traveled down to Wolverine's hips and started squeezing.

Logan let out a hearty snort as he bucked his hips instinctively. He unsheathed his claws, to which Deadpool flipped around on Wolverine's lap to make them face-to-face.

"Nah ah ah! Claws are off-limits, Baraka! Blind Al doesn't want any blood on this couch, it's brand new from Goodwill. You know how expensive Goodwill is." Deadpool pointed a finger at Wolverine, to which Wolverine snapped his teeth. Wolverine raised his arm to make his claws level with Deadpool's face.

"Then get the fuck off of me and quit fucking messing with me, dick for brains! Why do you always have to be such a moron?" Wolverine questioned. Deadpool took a chance and twiddled his finger in Wolverine's kitten peak again to be annoying before launching his hand into Wolverine's open armpit. Deadpool started scribbling his fingers in the hollow, where Wolverine choked and slammed his arm down.

"Because morons are funny, and I'd rather be the most hilarious person in the room rather than the smartest. Besides, look at how much joy I'm imparting to you! Your face is a dream of laughter and whimsy." Logan's eyes had a very much murderous gleam in them, but he had a forced smile on his face from the armpit scribbles. Dealing with Wade was proving to be impossible.

Logan grabbed Wade's front on his suit and curled his fingers into the material. "Yohou lihisten hehere yohou- ahahaha! Ahahahasshole! *snort* Guurgh! Gehehet thehehe fuhuhuck off of mehehe!" Wolverine growled and snarled his annoyance, but his giggles mixed into the sound. Wade had found a sweet spot in between the bottom of his armpit and a rib-bone.

"Daaww, is little Wolvie tickly wickly? Does Wolvie-reen have a case of the giggly-wigglies? He's so tickle-tickle-ticklish, yes he is! Just the cutest widdle ticklish honey badger! Such a cutie patootie Wolvie-volvie." Wolverine had his eyes squeezed shut as genuine laughter started to come through, the ridiculousness of Deadpool's baby talk and Deadpool's fingers back in his tummy was too much.

"I-hehehe- I swehehear to fuhuhuckin' Gohohohod-" Logan's cheeks started to heat from the exertion. The tips of his ears burned with the stupidity of it all. Logan tried grabbing Wade's wrists to control him, but Wade evaded his attempts rather easily.

"I should put this on TikTok and see how the kids like it! I wonder if that would fit within TikTok's community guidelines, seeing how this is just straight-up pornography. I mean, it feels like I have to pay before seeing something like this. Wait, have I made that joke already? Oh yeah, in the last fic."

Wade gave Logan a few more side pinches before getting up off of his lap and sitting by his side again, and resuming his earlier treatment of messing with his kitten peaks. Wolverine breathed in a breath of patience and prayed to whoever was listening that he actually stuck to that patience.

"If I let you continue... whatever it is that you're doing, you're not to do... what you did before. Got it?" Wolverine asked. Deadpool gave him a sympathetic look as he patted him on the shoulder.

"Poor big bad Wolvie can't say the eensy T-word? This is like when I heard Colossus say 'fuck' for the first time. Come on, I'll pop your cherry. We'll say it together-" Wolverine batted Deadpool's hand off of his shoulder and growled at him.

"Uurgh! No more fucking tickling moron. Just leave me be." Wolverine reached over the side of the couch for his dropped beer, which he saw only had dregs in the can. Dogpool was being dutiful lapping up the spilled drink.

"Okay, okay, fine. And I was about to say you were being a good sport about your initiation. I don't remember you being this dramatic on set. Are you on your cycle? Do you want some cranberry juice?" Deadpool offered. Wolverine rubbed his throbbing temples as he grabbed another beer from his six-pack, and picked up Dogpool to give to Deadpool.

"Here. Play with your sock puppet-lookin' dog and give me peace." Wade squealed as he was given his baby and gave him a hug.

"Oh my babies! How are you my gorgeous nugget?" Deadpool smelled Dogpool's booze breath and winced.

"Woah- boy. You smell like me on the set of Green Lantern. Don't tell Feige I said that, he'll raise Stan Lee from the dead just to bitchslap me." Deadpool ruffled Dogpool's ears as Wolverine snorted.

"Hmmph, sounds like you deserve it." Deadpool smiled as he laid on Wolverine's shoulder again, Wolverine tolerating it now more than he did before. He'd tolerate this any day rather than their previous activities.

"Hah... home sweet home, with my puppy, and my kitty."

"I'm not your fucking-"

"Ah ah ah, Wolvie, the fic is finished! No more speaking lines!"

[amorganva]

More Lies of P stuff I thought was interesting that I found:

First off, Romeo sits pretty comfy inside his Gundam

Second, remember to not use Thermite Grenades on people ;)

Eugenie really likes cats, there's like 10 models of just cats that she whittles but also some cute dogs

I also never really noticed a pattern on her shirt, it's such a nice little detail, dead Eugenie also seems to wear a workshop union necklace but with the shape of a sun (I think).

Answer the phone promptly <3

A hat case with initials F.B.T, Lyrick Pub (perhaps a reference to Lyric Soho - a victorian pub), Round8Studio envteam sign,

all of the stops at the train station with times of departure and number....I wonder if there's hidden meaning to them. I was thinking dates but of what I don't know since Pinocchio was released Feb 1881

Ergo is my new life motto, I didn't translate it until now but "I will find a way or make one" is pretty dope.

"He will find a way or make it"

U.S. Mailbox in a French coastal city. An interesting chair I don't think I've seen around.

Some ergo shenanigans I don't think I've seen.

We've seen the clown models of the parade around except some of them like the female unicycle one....let's go to the Land of Toys. Ask to Wind - An unreleased Record....maybe in the DLC?

Lastly I hope we can see Krat before the revolution someday because a lot and I mean A LOT of the weapons and signs and uniforms have so many fish on them. The good old days.

[tonkatsubowl]

shenanigans.

satoru gojo x fem!reader

➽ this dumb bitch pranked you.

you and satoru started living together a while ago. you were used to his absence already, since being a special grade sorcerer and all... well, to clarify, the strongest sorcerer, you expected your lover to be gone at random times. sometimes he wouldn't even tell you that he had to leave that day, but most of the time, this loser would send you a text while you slept next to him. you always told satoru to wake you up so you can give him a goodbye kiss, but he always wanted you to catch up on sleep.

so, today was just an ordinary day. satoru was gone once again, and today he had made sure to tell you that he had to go send his students off on a training mission... and he had to monitor them, too.

you were home alone, showering, enjoying the silence to yourself. you couldn't help but miss satoru's presence sometimes. where he'd often come home randomly in the goofiest of ways, giving you a few gifts here and there when he had returned... but he was gone longer than expected. you had faith and trust that satoru would come home safe, especially when the man was practically... well, the strongest.

but you let the hot water of your shower try to relax you instead. you were anxious, but you had faith he would come home.

...just when you heard the restroom door open. there was a soft creak, and your eyes perk up towards the ceiling. if satoru was home, he would call out "i'm home, y/n!"... but... he didn't.

... or was it satoru?

"...sat?" you called out to his nickname as you slowly turned off the shower. you were a sorcerer as well, capable of defending yourself from curses and other people. however, you couldn't help but feel... tense. you couldn't sense anyone nearby.

was it just the wind? no—don't think of horror movie lines, now. all the windows were always closed, and you know for a fact that the door had opened... on its own?

the shower curtain had a small peak, allowing you to look towards the smallest glimpse of a mirror. there was nobody.

engulfing your hand with cursed energy, you waited in silence... for something. for something to tell you it wasn't anything, whether it was a stray cat that randomly got in here... or your instincts telling you otherwise... but your mind was screaming at you.

...just when you were expecting some sort of perverted intruder, you were met with a sudden splash of icey cold water being dumped upon you from above!

you let out a loud scream, feeling the cold water pierce against your skin, and hearing satoru's little shit eating giggle, "hehe... ehehe—!"

"gojo satoru!" you raise your voice angrily as you grabbed the towel that was hanging off the curtain pole, wrapping it around your body before kicking through the curtains. you find your lover running away comically as he laughed like a clown, trotting away to the other room.

you chase after him, eventually—where he disabled his little infinity barrier—kicking him down with your leg which had stored cursed energy. satoru did this on purpose so he'd have his naked girlfriend on top of him. classic.

"ehehehe! ehe—aaaa—!" satoru lets out a comical laugh as you collapse above him, not realizing the towel slipped off of you. gojo lifts his blindfold, peeking at your exposed bosom before his tongue licked the corner of his lips. "oh, my. are we already about to have sex again? talk about high drive, huh, y/—"

"you— you poured cold water on me! and i'm shivering! i'm cold! and you didn't even get to tell me that you were home! you, you... you fucking idiot! you clown! you absolute fucking menace!"

you breathed, panting from the yelling you just did.

... but you paused, suddenly laughing, realizing how much of a stupid prank that was, and how much you missed satoru. snuggling your face into the crook of his neck, you embrace him, whining a bit, rubbing your unwashed soap and water into his clothes.

"ah, ah! wait, wait! pleaase, you're super cold!" satoru exclaimed sarcastically as you continued to rub all over him, but you ignored his cries.

"shut up. now i'm," you pull him up by his hand, letting the towel fall to your feet, exposing your nude body towards your lover, "taking you for a shower."

satoru grinned.

"y'know... we haven't done it in the shower before...~" he purred, running his hands all over your body as he leaned in. "lead the way, y/n."

[rkiveinmarvel]

in all the seas - sanji vinsmoke. des. fluff. post-timeskip!sanji. the one time sanji left baratie: led him back to you. notes. sanji might be ooc. this is a test fic, i just miss my boy so much. fluffy! fluffy! fluffy! sanji meets enemies-to-lovers troupe, poor boy is nosebleeding again, mentions of smoking (don't smoke too much, guys!), mentions of the straw hat pirates shenanigans. i miss sanji, i want to kiss his forehead and give him a hug! ;&lt;

hey! it's my first time writing for op (gosh, i remember when i said i won't write a fic for anime anymore but here i am now enjoying skypiea zoro ;P what a clown) n e way, sanji might be a little ooc here but i miss him so here you go, a fluffy sanji. i wrote this around 1 am so, please enjoy! happy holidays!

w.c: 2k (and i oop--)

Sanji was indeed a man with a lot of tricks up his sleeves: he’s from the family of mercenaries, part of the famous Straw Hats Pirate, and of course one of the greatest chef in all the seas, with his handsome face, strong kicks and talent in the kitchen, one could assume he’s everything a person can wish for, and that he is.

You’ve been working at the Baratie for years ever since the restaurant found its place on the East Blue, as a kid you were raised by Zeff along with a blonde kid who hates putting artificially made flavor on a dish. You cooked something with something artificially made, he hates it. He cooks you something, you hate it. It was a game of cat and mouse but somehow, Zeff saw this a familiar scene and a everlasting promise between two kids that somehow will always find each other.

“Sanji! I’m hungry!” The voice of Luffy woke Sanji’s staring into space, as the cook of the straw hat stood up, the sharpshooter of straw hats watches him intently. “Sanji, is there something wrong?” Then, he met Usopp’s wondering eyes, as in the back of his mind, he is back in the Baratie, back to you. He lightly shook his head, ignoring the sharpshooter’s question: was it the empty space of the kitchen that made him wish he was with you, was it the vast sea that made him wish you see the lovely view too, was it his new family made him wish that you should’ve met them too, instead of speaking out his thoughts and secrets, he gave Usopp a smile, perhaps a reminder to the sharp shooter that their cook is alright. 

The lingering look of longing is still on Sanji’s face until their next voyage on the vast sea, it made the straw hat worry, hell, even the swordsman is now giving Sanji a look of worry, but somehow, when the crew has met a nearby island, they hoped that their cook would have a peace of mind, a recollection of what he longs for, what his face wishes for. As the reached the shore, the crew pushed Sanji out of the ship as they gave him a reassuring look to take all the time he needs to fill the void that’s slipping in his emotion, face, and his cooking.

As he walked to the island’s market, a familiar scent danced in his nose, a cooking that smells like his first home, as his feet lead the way into a fully packed restaurant, a familiar sight of food greeted him. He immediately sat somewhere on an empty table as he scans the menu.

The time pass by faster than he expected, as for once, he ate the food with a smile on his face, perhaps, realizing that he may have a competition in being the best chef in all seas: but this trivial things did not bother him, until, he tasted an articially made flavor on one of the dishes. Instead of throwing his anger like he always do when arguing with the straw hat’s swordsman, he clicked his tongue and requested to talk to the main chef of the restaurant.

Clink. Click. Clink.

Empty Dishes after empty dishes came into the kitchen, with a smile on your face you were happy with the unending order in the restaurant, until your new waiter had come bearing news about the blonde guy at table 19, with a tired sigh, you removed your apron and went outside to talk to the blonde guy at table 19.

Clink. Click. Clink.

“What seems to be the problem–Sanji?” Your eyes widened as your eyes seem to betray the sight infront of you. The blonde man then catches your surprise gaze as he was about to light his cigarette. “Oi–your..” he stopped at his words as he catches and drowned himself into a familiar sight. You’re here. You’re here infront of him. 

Instead of saying anything, the both of you seemed to memorize each others faces. 2 Years is indeed a long time, you noticed his growing beard, he memorized the length of your hair, you noticed his new suit, he noticed the tired yet happy look on your face.

“So, you left Baratie.” The both of you uttered the same time, as a chuckle left your lips: Sanji felt like crying—he missed you so damn much. “Bet Zeff didn’t let you go that easily.” He commented as he gestured you to seat. “He actually did, telling me to look for you and kick your ass as we saw your new bounty.” You laughed as Sanji bottled that laugh in his ear. 

“Did he now…” He countered as he lips curved into a soft smile. “Stop looking at me like that.” You immediately notice his gaze, making him look away. “Looking you like what?”

Clink. Click. Clink.

—----

Clink. Click. Clink.

“Heard the Straw Hat invited you to be in his crew..” You stated as you sat next on the deck with Sanji as he lit his cigarette. He looked away as you asked the question. “He did. I don’t want to.” He openly sighed and filled the space with smoke, as you click your tongue, you grabbed the cigarette on his hand, and inhaled the smoke yourself. “So, I guess you’ll be here in the Baratie in all the end of time.” I laughed. 

“What? Do you plan to leave?” He wondered as you meet his knowing look as you just laid your head on his shoulder. “Depends. Your cooking sucks.” He chuckled as he glared at you. “You use artificial flavors in your cooking!” He sounded so offended. 

You nodded as you gave back his cigarette. “Go.” He knows that look, he’s way too familiar with that look. “Zeff can handle Baratie himself, that old man can be anything he wants. So, go.” 

Clink. Click. Clink.

“I’ll be fine, Sanji.” His voice seems to blend with sea and the seagulls. “It’s not about you.” He looked away as he hid his blush. “Is it?” I chuckled as you stood up and knelt infront of him. “I’ll be alright, Sanji, and besides, didn’t you say you’re going to prove to me that All Blue is real, how can you do that with you staying here.” 

“You’re really making this hard for me, you know..” He grumbles as you gave him a look. “I tend to make you suffer until the end of time, Sanji.” You smiled.

“Stop looking at me like that.” He softly uttered as he leaned in. “Looking you like what?” You replied as you closed the distance feeling his warm lips on yours, as the noise of the sea seem to silenced at this moment, seems like the seagulls have found a place to rest, seems like the warm rays of the sun has bit put on rest. As you pulled away, you met his eyes. “I’m still a better cook than you, you know.” He chuckled.

“Oh, I know. I know. Get out there, Sanji.” You smiled as you stood up, walking away from him, leaving the blonde boy with a distinct nosebleed and a lovesick smile on his face.

—-------

“So, you’re here.” He said with a smile. “Good to see, you still have your both feet on the ground.” You smiled as you saw that his bangs have changed its position. “You changed your look.” You commented as he just stares at you. 

“What?” You wondered as he just looked at the food: “You used artificially made flavors.” He complained as you rolled your eyes and just snickered. “You never really got over it, didn’t you?” you laughed. “Why don’t you walk over our kitchen, Mr. Sanji.” You teased as you stood up and lead him to the kitchen. 

The tour in the kitchen was just short and subtle; it surprised him that the artificial flavor he hates was actually made by you: he find it funny and continue to tell you that he is the best cook in all seas. By the time the tour finish, he caught a familiar wanted poster hanged on the wall. A poster that he hates so much.

“Seriously, that poster?” He rolled his eyes at you. It was his first wanted poster with no picture attached but an illustration. You chuckled at his antics: “What? The artist took your beauty really well.” You chuckled, as you stare at him.

“I miss you too, by the way.” You stood closer to him as he walked towards the wanted poster hanged on the wall. He blushes as he looked at you. “Does your miss kinda works its way on you giving me a ki–”

“ORDER UP!” Before he can continue, orders came in like a wave from the sea, Sanji frowned at the timing. “Oi, loverboy, talk to you later.” You tapped his shoulder as you left him on the corner, with a smile on his face. He hid his blush and walked back to their ship.

—-----

A familiar straw hat greeted your eyes as you walked on the shore. “OI!! SANJI!!” He shouted happily, as you noticed Sanji walking down excitedly as you approached their ship. As he ran towards you, he gave you a tight hug. “You’re acting like we didn’t talk earlier.” You grumbled in his hug, as you return it. “I had to keep my appearances, there were bounty hunters in the restaurant, after all. If they knew I had some connection on you, they might–”

You punched him lightly on his stomach. “I can handle myself, Sanji.” You sighed: “We’re both raised by Zeff, you know how he is.” you ran your hand in your hair as you looked at Sanji’s face dancing the sunset’s rays. With a teary-eye he looked at you: ah, they’re going to leave again. 

You nodded as you just offered your hand to Sanji as you both walk, quietly and appreciating the fondness of the gift of time in the shore. As you two walked, Sanji noticed that you never let go of his hand. “You actually missed me.” He said in such proud tone. He waited for a teasing remarks instead, you just nodded which surprised him.

“Missed you so much, ‘Ji.” You admit as he stopped his tracks and looked at you. Without saying anything, you embraced him as you hid yourself in his chest: god, he missed you too—so damn, much. He just nodded and hugged back your deep embrace. As the sun continue to bathe in the sea, you whispered the stories on how you got to the island and leaving Baratie. He listened intently as he drew circles in your hands, as the moon slowly reveal itself in the sky. He kissed your hand.

“Will you be here, ‘till I find the All Blue?” He asked, but his tone was pleading and full of hope. And just like before, you lay down your head on his shoulder: but this time, you grabbed a cigarette and lit it up as he muttered. “I’ll come back, you know that right?” He smiled as he grabbed the cigarette from your hand as he inhaled the smoke. You just nodded as you held him a little closer: for once, he thanked the past that you let him go—not only because he met an amazing crew but for once, you looked at him: not as a rival in cooking but someone—as your person. 

He thought the kiss from the past was just a mere kiss of heat of the moment, but here you are next to him and you looked so gorgeous—as if he was made to see you in all your shining glory—the lingering looks, the bickering, it all leads him back to you. “Go.” You muttered as he smiled as he kissed your hand. “We’ll be alright, Sanji.” That’s it, he leaned in and gave you a knowing kiss, a kiss that bears a sorry for the two years he wasn’t able to hold you and a kiss that carries promise of the upcoming and untold stories of the both of you—and by all the pirates in the world, he can’t wait to spend the rest of his days next to you in all eons, in all times, and definitely in all the seas.

fluff is like a new ground for me lmao, angsty-fluffy zoro and luffy coming right up!

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[ssruis]

I have a weird and maybe a little bit ooc fanfic idea where it's basically a collection of times that at the beginning of the new school year whenever Rui is too focused on his work to cause trouble and Tsukasa can catch a damn break for once An begins to get on Tsukasa's nerves by breaking the school rules in Very Minor and Insignificant ways. Like wearing her uniform slightly incorrectly. Leaving her piercings in. Speed walking in the hallways. Etc. And whenever Tsukasa tries to approach her about it she pulls this monologue on him (paraphrased)

She does this for like a week or so out of sheer pettiness & the fun of it but stops very soon because 1) She feels bad for making him upset by reminding him he was part of Rui's shenanigans during the first year. He's remorseful enough about it 2) Touya glares at her and it makes her die inside a little bit 3) She feels like she still owes Rui some for the tutoring and that extends to Tsukasa in some way 4) An can hold a mean grudge but she's not a vengeful person by nature so it kinda just stops being fun or satisfying and she goes "wait this is pathetic actually. Why am I doing this". & Then she stops doing this. And Tsukasa is still mildly haunted by the happenings

HELP MEEE THATS SO FUNNY…. Tsukasa is so confused & stressed by this and anytime a reminds him of his past transgressions he does his “augh i have failed as a senior by acting so irresponsibly in the past” thing. An looking at tsukasa doing something akin to his dollfes untrained card over this & shes like ohh he’s kinda pathetic. now i feel bad. Tsukasa very casually asks Toya if something’s going on with An & then the next time she’s in the sekai she walks into the cafe to see Toya sitting at a table with a coffee & he’s like “ah shiraishi… please have a seat 😐☕️” (an remembering all the times Toya has gotten peeved about Akito being a little rude to tsukasa & promptly entering soggy wet cat mode & apologizing) (Toya was literally just going to ask if she was ok).

My one fic idea with An boils down to her asking nene to eat lunch together & nene’s like “tsukasa isn’t here so I’m eating with rui today sorry…” and an (who still feels some semblance of responsibility despite her best efforts & is like oh god tsk isn’t here to corral him he’s gotta be up to something) is like “oh that’s fine I can join you guys :).” & she’s treated to a first hand seat of rui acting like tsukasa has gone off to war. He has no desire to do anything mischievous it’s not fun when tsukasa isn’t there to get mad. She’s watching nene coerce Rui into eating lunch & is internally like wow this is really sad (oblivious to the fact that she does this when kohane is sick and can’t come to practice)… tfw you wanna hang out with that pathetic green thing but she has to take care of her deeply over dramatic purple clown friend.

[one-idea]

You know what would be hilarious in the Shanks raises ASL AU?

The boys accidentally causing Chaos for Buggy, and him finally getting his hands on them and trying to find their parents and find out who raised these nuisances, and then oop! They're his secret nephewz!

Oh we will get to Buggy.

Part of me says they don’t meet Buggy until in cannon on orange island. Because Luffy gets one look at Buggy and just yells “Uncle Buggy!”

He grew up hearing stories for Shanks about his childhood on the Oro Jackson. Hearing about his adventures with Buggy, and how much Shanks misses him.

Now face to face with his uncle, Luffy is PUMPED. He could finally give something back to Shanks and reunite him with his brother. He’s talking a mile a minute about how much Shanks misses Buggy.

Meanwhile Buggy is standing there staring at this crazy kid, who he has locked in a cage with a canon pointed at him, who is talking crazy about Shanks. Shanks doesn’t miss him! Wait how does this kid know Shanks? Wait is that Shanks/Roger’s hat?

(Note: Nami is standing there so confused by what this crazy kid is talking about.)

The other part of me wants all of ASL to run into Buggy. While leaving Dawn island they Red force stops to restock and they just happen to dock on an island where Buggy is.

ASL go off to explore, probably being trailed by Benn or another member in of the crew.

Of course shenanigans happen and the boys lose/ditch their adult supervision. And find their way into clown territory.

Buggy goes to chase the dumb kids out of his turf. He gets sacked upside the head by Ace or Sabo (probably both) for his trouble.

Cue scooby doo style chase between Buggy and ASL.

He finally gets a hold of Luffy. His hand flying out and grabbing Luffy by the back of his shirt (scruffs him like a cat) Ace and Sabo are furious. But of course he does this right in front of the Red hair pirates.

Shanks is furious that his sons are being chased around by another pirate. Especially with Luffy being held in the air like a misbehaving kitten (it’s eerily similar to how Higuma held Luffy over the sea. It’s a fresh wound)

But then he sees who is holding Luffy. “Buggy is that you?”

“Shanks? What are you doing here!?!” And then Buggy take a closer look at the kid in his hand. More specifically the hat he’s wearing. “And why does this kid have your hat? What’s going on? Wait I don’t care about you!” Buggy is all over the place. Literally, so many body parts are floating around. ASL hit him a lot.

“Shanks you know this big nose?” Ace asked pointing at the man holding his little brother.

“What did you just say about my nose?!?” Buggy hates these gremlins.

“Oh ya” Shanks ignores Buggy’s yelling. “Kids meet your Uncle Buggy.”

“Uncle?” ASL cries out looking at the clown. One with disgust, one with intrigue, and one with excitement (guess who’s who)

“Uncle?” Buggy says at the same time. He’s so shocked he drops Luffy. The kid landing with an oof. (How many women has Shanks knocked up?)

Wait until he finds out who Ace is!

Here’s a link to the main idea

[ticklishshenanigansau]

LaughterLand - Chapter 4: Plants

(story by Mod Secret, art by Mod Secret)

It was completely identical to the vine Papyrus had been looking at earlier. A light pastel green color with a feather-like tip, and sprouting several more smaller leaves that also resembled feathers. What Papyrus couldn't quite figure out was how it managed to get between his toes. What was even crazier was he swore he could feel it … moving?

"Okay, it's just a plant," Sans breathed out, sounding relieved, obviously grateful that it wasn't one of the Ghost Children come back to surprise them.

"Very strange," Papyrus continued to stare down at the vine as he shook it from his toes.

"What is?" Sans inquired.

"Nothing…," Papyrus replied abruptly. The last thing he wanted Sans to think was that he thought a plant was moving on its own. He shrugged it off, turning back towards his brother.

"I guess I'm still a little shaken u—hahahahaha!" Papyrus's voice raised in volume as he was overcome by giggles again.

"Pap! What are you doing?" Sans harshly whispered, fearing the worst from his brother's loud outburst.

"My-My tohohoes!!" Papyrus could once again feel his toes being tickled, he quickly turned back around to see what was happening.

"S-Sohohomething’s tickling my…." The tickling stopped the moment Papyrus looked down. The lifeless vine was once again weaved between his second and big toes.

"What the...?" Papyrus stared down at the vine, again perplexed. He knew for a fact that he had shaken it out so it wouldn't continue to pester him, and this time he knew for sure that something had been wriggling in between his toes.

"Pap, stop clowning around." Sans half-glared at his brother, clearly not amused by his shenanigans. "Get that thing outta here, we have to be quiet."

"Sans, I'm not doing anything." Papyrus turned back to Sans, trying to sound convincing. "Something was honestly ti—HEEHEEHEEHEE!!"

Papyrus quickly turned back, just in time to see the vine stop wiggling itself and drop to the ground to play dead. Papyrus's eyes widened, not entirely convinced about what he had just seen.

"Sans...?" Papyrus warily called to his brother, not taking his eyes off of the vine.

"Papyrus," Sans groaned, sounding frustrated. "Do you really expect me to believe that that plant just came to life and started tickling your toes?"

While Sans continued to stare out from behind the giant fan leaf, Papyrus could think of only one way to prove to Sans that he wasn't joking. He quickly grabbed ahold of the vine and placed it near his brother's feet. To his amazement, the vine wasted no time slithering towards Sans's toes and weaving its feather-like tip between them.

"Papyrus, we have to stay quiet," Sans continued. "You never know what's gonna—AGH! Ahahaha!!" Sans immediately jerked his foot back and swung himself around. "Whoa! Hold on! What the...?!"

Having gotten both brothers’ attention, the tip of the vine rose up on its own, meeting them both at eye level. It's feather-like tip waved back and forth, almost looking like a puppy wagging its tail. And although neither brother could believe what they were seeing, the two of them swore it was making some kind of animal noise. Sounding almost like a cat's purr.

"Pap...?" Sans sat looking wide-eyed at the sentient plant.

"Yes, Sans?" Papyrus replied, not taking his eyes off of it either.

"You're … seeing what I'm seeing right?" Sans spared a short glance at his brother, just enough to notice him nodding in response.

For a moment the vine did nothing but continue to purr and wave its feather-tip back and forth. Then, very slowly and cautiously, it started slithering towards the skeletons. It seemed to be curious.

"Oh no you don't!" Sans immediately blocked it off from Papyrus by getting in between the two of them. He wasn't about to take any chances with this … whatever it was.

"Sans, what are you doing?" Papyrus asked with a tone of concern.

"Back up, feather-face," Sans demanded. "Believe me, I know enough not to trust plants with a mind of their own."

The vine stopped moving just as Sans intervened. It tilted itself, seemingly to try to look over at Papyrus, before slinking downwards appearing to be sad. It started to turn to slither away, Papyrus couldn't help but feel sorry for it.

"Sans, you hurt its feelings," he berated his brother.

"Papyrus, remember the last time we tried to make 'new friends’?" Sans looked back at him sternly. "Now we've got two bratty Ghost Kids who wanna tickle us to death, and possibly chew on our bones for dessert."

"Well, I suppose...," Papyrus answered, looking back at the drooping plant, still slowly slinking off. "But those were two ghosts, Sans, this one's a plant. How much worse could it be?"

"Bro…," Sans replied with a deadpan expression. "It was literally just after our toes."

"Well … maybe it just needs a friend," Papyrus insisted. "Goodness knows we could certainly use one of those right now." Papyrus suddenly gasped, a brilliant idea popping into his head. "What if this vine could possibly tell us the way to get home?! I'm gonna go ask him!" Papyrus hastily pushed past Sans, despite his brother's best efforts to stop him, and moved towards the vine.

"Pap! No! Wait!"

It was too late. Papyrus followed after the vine, gently tapping it on the head.

"Hold on, just a minute," Papyrus said. 

The vine stopped to face Papyrus, curiously rising up even further to make eye contact.

"Please forgive my brother's rudeness, we've had kind of a strange day."

"Pfft! Rudeness…." Sans rolled his eyes, grumbling to himself.

"But please do not despair," Papyrus went on. "We wish to extend our hands in friendship!" Papyrus looked back at Sans, who was stubbornly crossing his arms. "Well … at least I do!" Papyrus held out his hand towards the vine, half-expecting a kind of handshake in return.

The vine tilted its feather-tip to look down at Papyrus's hand, then back up at Papyrus again. It seemed so utterly confused by this gesture at first, but slowly coiled itself around his hand. Papyrus graciously shook his hand up and down, taking the makeshift handshake.

"There! See? Now we're friends!" Papyrus grinned as the vine released his hand to stare at him once more.

"Pretty sure that's not how friendship works, Pap," Sans replied snarkily.

Papyrus turned back to shoot Sans a dirty look but was suddenly distracted by the vine nuzzling into his cheekbone.

"Nyeh-heh-heh!" Papyrus giggled as he nuzzled it back, patting it on the head affectionately. "I don't know Sans, it seems pretty friendly to me!" Papyrus scratched the top of the vine, tickling under its 'chin’, cooing at it as if it were a pet.

"Yes you are! Yes you are such an adorable little creeping plant!"

The vine gave a playful sounding little 'grr' and began brushing its feather tip back and forth against Papyrus's chin, making him giggle.

"Nyeheeheeheehee! Aww! Ahahaha! S-See Sahahans? It's friehehendly! Heeheehee!" Papyrus couldn't help but scrunch up as the vine continued to tease at his chin.

"I think you got the 'creeping' part right," Sans scoffed. He never did like to admit to Papyrus when he was wrong. Especially when he was only trying to look out for him. But looking at Papyrus playing with his new 'friend’, even Sans had to admit that he was glad to see Papyrus finally having some fun in this nightmare world.

"Heeheehee! O-Okahahay, okay!" Papyrus gingerly tried to push the vine away, having had enough of the teasing. "Thahahat's enough. Y-You-hahaha! You can stahahap now! Heeheehee!!" But despite his best efforts, the vine refused to stop tickling. In fact it was moving on from brushing against Papyrus's chin, to brushing along his neck and cheekbones.

Sans could immediately tell that something was up. First by noticing Papyrus starting to struggle with the vines 'playfulness', then by noticing the forest around them starting to shift. Little by little Sans began to notice more and more feather-tipped vines starting to surround them. But that wasn't all, all of a sudden Sans was noticing various other plants and flowerbeds that he knew were not there just a minute ago. Were they all alive? They seemed to be attracted to the sound of Papyrus's laughter, for Sans began to notice that the louder Pap's giggling got, the closer the plant life seemed to creep in.

"Um … Papyrus?" Sans spoke in a low tone, almost afraid to spook the plant life into moving too quickly. "Pap...? We should probably go now."

But Papyrus couldn't hear him, he was still struggling with the feather-vine, trying hard to push it away or block it from going after his neck.

"Aaagh!! Ahahaha!! Nyeheeheehee! A-Alrihihight!" he frantically giggled, finally gripping onto the vine with both hands and holding it away from him.

"Pap...?" Sans started to slowly move towards his brother. Immediately aware that the other plants were starting to slowly follow him, getting uncomfortably close.

"Phew! Oh … no offense … little one…," Papyrus tried to apologize through catching his breath. "I've just … been tickled quite enough … for one day...."

"Papyrus...?"

By the time Papyrus finally noticed Sans, he had finally looked up to realize that almost every flower, feather-vine, and extraordinary-looking manner of plant was staring intensely at the two of them.

"Oh! Um...." Papyrus timidly looked between the multitudes of feather-vines that were looming overhead, and the little one still in his hands. "Does this … nice little one belong to you?" He grinned cheekily.

WHOOSH!

Before the skeletons could even grasp what just hit them, they were grabbed and bound tightly by all of the feather-vines. Each one grabbing onto a limb and a torso.

"Hey! Hey! HEY!" Sans yelled out trying to break free. "Papyrus! PAP?!" He looked around trying to find his brother, horrified to find him being held captive by the strange vines. "Let him go!" Sans instinctively tried to reach for him, but found himself in the exact same position. Arms and legs spread out with no chance of squirming away.

"Pap!" Sans called out. "You speak … weird plant! Tell them to let us go!"

"Oh! Right! Right!" Papyrus, in his panic, had nearly forgotten his friendship with the playful plant. He cleared his throat hoping to communicate clearly with the wild vines.

"Um … greetings … greenery!" he began hesitantly. "We are newcomers in your world, and were hoping that you could point us towards the way home!" The plant life didn't move, seeming to want to hear more before making any sudden decisions.

"Um … n-not that your land isn't … beautiful, of course!" Papyrus stammered, fearing to have offended them somehow. "But, it's really really important that my brother and I find a way to get back to the Underground. So … would you be so kind as to … perhaps … assist us?"

A moment passed … then another … were they thinking about it? Sans was getting more and more anxious waiting for them to respond. Impulsively he started squirming and pulling hard on his feathered restraints.

"Ugh! Come on!" Sans growled. "Make up your minds or let us go already!"

Out of nowhere, Sans suddenly heard Papyrus's high-pitched squeal as he started to squirm himself. "Pap! What's wrong?"

"My-My tohohoes!" Papyrus shrieked. "They're tihihihickling!! Nyeheeheeheehee!! Stahahahap it!! Ahahaha!!"

Sans looked down to see two feather vines wriggling in between both sets of his brother's toes. Sans pulled even harder at the vines, trying to get to Papyrus.

"Leave him alone!" Sans snapped angrily. "Let him go or else—Aaagh! Ahahahaha! Nohohoho! Wahahait!" 

Sans felt the creeping feather vines start brushing along both sides of his ribcage. He started thrashing even harder trying to escape.

"Oh nonononohohoho!!" Sans harsh tone quickly gave way to even more hysterical laughter. "Nahahahat again!! Ahahahaha!!"

Papyrus started screeching even harder once he felt two more feather vines start creeping up towards his knees and just below his ribcage.

"WAHAHAHAHA!! NOHOHO!! STAHAHAP!!! NYEHEEHEEHEEHEE!! I-I-I THOHOHOHOUGHT WE WERE FRIEHEHEHENDS!! AAAAHAHAHA!!"

"Papyruhuhuhuhus!!" Sans attempted to sound cross with his brother, but it was difficult to speak through his laughter. "I-I tohohohold you—AAH!! Ahahahahaha!!! I just—AAAHAHAHA!! I knehehew they were trohohohohouble!! Ahahahahahaha!!"

"EEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!" Papyrus let out another high-pitched squeal as even more feather-vines began brushing along his cheekbones. "HAHAHAHA—HOW WAHAHAS I S-SUPPOSED TO KNOHOHOHOW?!" Despite being mercilessly tickled, Papyrus still tried to continue the argument with Sans.

"GAH! Aheeheeheehee!!" Sans could feel more feather-vines coming after his feet. They brushed up against the sides trying to get to the bottom of his soles. Sans's voice pitched up into frantic giggling. He didn't dare try to stamp his feet around for fear of the vines getting to their destination.

"Heeheeheehee!! A-Ahahahahall you h-hahahad to do wahahahas just—AGHAHAHA!! Just l-lihihihisten to meheeheehee!!" Sans shot back. 

"AAAAHAHAHA!! LET ME GOHOHOHO!!" Papyrus pleaded as he felt even more vines start to brush beneath his knees. He hiked up his knees as best he could, trying to protect them. "PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!! THIHIHIHIS—THIS IS AHAHAHAWFUL!!"

As his feet began to lightly stomp back and forth, he was unaware of just how close he was to the other vines who were attacking his toes. It wasn't until he felt the soft bristles flatten beneath his left foot, did he realize that he had accidentally stepped on one of them. The vines that were holding him let out a noise that sounded like a frightened 'yelp’, suddenly releasing Papyrus and skittering away.

Papyrus landed with a loud thud onto another, much more colorful plant. Thankfully this plant was about as soft as a pile of fluff, so no harm came to the younger skeleton. For a moment, Papyrus just laid there, catching his breath and trying to process what had just happened. He finally snapped out of it once he heard Sans starting to shriek with giggles.

"YEEEEHEEHEEHEE!! Nononono!! Stahahap!! Gehehet away from my fohohohoot!!"

Papyrus shook the dizziness from his head, preparing to leap into action to save his brother. "Hold on, Sans! I'm coming!"

But the moment Papyrus tried to spring to his feet, he suddenly found that the plant he had fallen in had wrapped part of its greenery around his arms and ankles, keeping him restrained once again.

"What?! Oh, not again!" Papyrus yanked and pulled at the strange plant, hoping to break himself out of its grip. But, much like the feather-vines, this plant was also much stronger than it seemed. 

"Come on! Let … me … go!" Papyrus strained and struggled, but it only made the plant hold on tighter.

Papyrus stopped fighting to get a closer look at just what he was dealing with. Other than its  bright rainbow of pastel colors and its gigantic size, it seemed to be just an ordinary fern bush. Only the leaves on this particular one seemed to be a lot softer … feather soft as a matter of fact.

"Oh no…." Papyrus gulped. "P-Please … please don't tell me it's THAT kind of Feather Fern...."

In an instant Papyrus was completely overwhelmed with all of the different colored foliage. Every soft blade was brushing and bristling into a different ticklish spot and not letting up for a moment. Papyrus threw his head back cackling wildly as he felt the soft leaves tickling at his neck, underarms, spine, knees, and feet all at once.

"NYAAAAHAHAHA!! NOHOHOHO!! NOOO!! L-LEHEHET ME GOHOHO!! NYAHAHAHAHA!! PLE-PLEHEHEASE!! T-TOO-TOOHOOHOO MUHUHUHUCH!!"

Sans let out a panicked gasp as he felt the two vines that were tickling his ribcage suddenly start to climb up higher.

"Ahahahaha!! Nonononono! Stahahahap!!" he pleaded with the vines, as they slowly brushed their way up his ribcage, making sure to tickle every inch as slowly as they went. "N-Nohohoho! Wahahait!! What—Ahahaha!! Whahahat are you dohohohoing?! Ahahahahaaa!!" 

Sans did not like the answer. He let out a horrified gasp as the vines began brushing their soft and delicate feathers along the inside of Sans's underarms.

"NAHAHAHAHAHA!!! AAAHAHAHA!! STAHAHAP IT!! NOHOHOHO!! NOT—NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!!"

Sans writhed and thrashed around as best he could, anything to alleviate the awful ticklish torment of one of his worst spots. But nothing could be done to help him. Despite his best efforts, the vines holding him in place were way stronger than he could ever hope to overcome. Leaving him totally exposed and vulnerable to every little flick, bristle, and brush that the feathers had to offer.

"NOHOHO!! PLEHEHEASE!! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!!!" Sans desperately begged as tears began to gather in the corners of his sockets. "I-EEEHEEHEEHEE!! I CAHAHAN'T!!! I CAN'T TAHAHAKE IT!!!"

Papyrus could barely manage to kick his feet out as he struggled against the feather fern's grip. He tried desperately to stomp his feet down on the plant just as he had done before to break free. But it seemed like the plants had gotten on to him, because they were now making an obvious effort to avoid being stepped on.

"EEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! PLEHEHEASE!! PLEASE HAVE MEHEHEHERCY!!" Papyrus squealed. He could feel several more soft and tickly branches working their way under his battle body. They twisted and brushed around and between his ribcage.

"YAAAHAHAHAHA!! NOHOHO!! NOHOHOHO FAHAHAIR!! AHAHAHA!!" Papyrus threw his head back laughing, which just invoked even more blades to attack his exposed neck. He silently squealed and scrunched up only managing to choke out a hiccup or two.

The ferns then decided to up the ante, sending a smaller bit of foliage up towards Papyrus's face. It bristled and brushed its soft leaves against his cheekbones and under his chin. Truthfully, Papyrus was so wrapped up in dealing with the attacks on his much more vulnerable areas, that he almost didn't even notice.

"PLEHEHEHEASE!!" he begged after a deep and shaky breath in. "PLEHEHEASE!! PLEHEHEHEASE!! N-NOHOHO MORE!! NO MOHOHORE TIHIHIHICKLING!!"

It wasn't until the smaller foliage started brushing up against Papyrus's nasal cavity did he really start to panic again.

"NO WAHAHAHAIT!!" he shrieked, trying to shake his head back and forth. "HAHAHA!! NOHOHO NOT THAHAT!! I-I CAHAHAN'T—AH-AHAHA-CHOOHOOHOO!!"

As hard as Papyrus struggled, he couldn't escape the miniature blades from bristling around and inside his nasal cavity. It was already a hopeless case trying to stop himself from repeatedly inhaling due to the rest of the fern's merciless tickling.

"HEEHEEHEEHEE!! N-NAHAHA-CHOO!! ST-STAHAHAP!! AH-AHAHA-CHOOHOO!! WAHAHAIT—CHOO!! AHAHAHA!! IT-IHIHIT'S SOHOHOHO HAHA-CHOO!! SOHOHO BAHAHAHAD!!! HA-CHOOOHOOHOO!!"

He sputtered and thrashed, tears flying in every direction, as the unbearable tingling in his nose made him a sneezing, screaming, laughing, mess!

Sans wasn't faring much better, he almost didn't have anymore strength left to tug at his arms. So as the feather-vines continued to drill and swirl around in his underarms, Sans's body was reduced to spasmic shaking and jolting. He was nearly paralyzed from laughter.

"PLEHEHEHEA....!!" he choked out, falling into silent laughter. The best he could hope for in terms of movement was opening and closing his fists while his feet shook back and forth. But nothing could distract him from the feathers' cruel playtime.

Suddenly there was a sharp jerking movement that briefly shook the vines, along with Sans in their clutches. The tickling came to an abrupt stop, and Sans wasted no time inhaling some much needed breath fast and hard. He coughed and sputtered from the force of oxygen hitting the back of his throat, but was so beyond grateful to get a moment's rest from the torment.

"Oh … oh … stars…," he gasped. "P.… Please … let me ...  go now."

And almost immediately after hearing this, the vines holding onto his ankles released him. The remaining vines holding onto his arms and torso began lifting Sans off the ground, gently hovering him above the grass. Sans quickly started kicking and thrashing his feet around, fearing what sick plans this pile of pastel greenery might have in store for him.

"Ugh! Come on!" he fiercely growled, tugging with all his might. "Let me go! Put me down you giant pile of weeds!"

Sans found himself hovering above a flower bed. The flowers inhabiting it were a group of tulips, all colored bright red and violet. True to the strange nature of this forest, these flowers seemed to be alive. The tulips were bouncing up and down, almost looking like they were trying to jump up from the ground they were stuck in. 

But looking closer, Sans could see that they weren't bouncing to try and escape, they were bouncing to try and get to him. The vines were dangling him over this bed of flowers, similar to how a mother bird would dangle a worm over its nest of bouncing hatchlings. To Sans's horror, this was not without reason either. Looking closer, he found these tulips to be … literal two-lips. On the end of each of the little flowers' petals were a pair of kissing lips, all reaching for Sans's feet!

"Oh no!" Sans cried, kicking harder than ever. "Oh nononononono! No! Don't you dare! Don't you even think about it! No!"

Sans’s pleas went unattended, the vines lowered his kicking feet down to the bed of tulips. The kissing flowers wasted no time. One by one, they peppered Sans's feet and toes with endless smooches, getting each toe around and in between. Not neglecting to kiss along his soles as well as the balls of his feet.

"Gaaagh!! Ahahahaha!! No! Nohohohoho!! Stahahap it!!" Sans shrieked. It wasn't nearly as bad at the assault on his underarms, but Sans certainly didn't expect it to tickle THIS badly.

"Plehehehease!! Plehehase get off!! Gehehet off meheeheehee!! Nohohohoho!!" Sans let out an ear-piercing squeal as one particular little tulip started digging in between the space of his baby toe.

Sans desperately tried more kicking and squirming about, hoping that something would deter his new little attackers. But the more he moved his feet, the more he seemed to run into a new group of tulips wanting to tickle him even more. Those that he did manage to kick didn't even respond and just kept on kissing, as if they were completely immune to physical harm.

The vines saw their opportunity to drag more laughter out of him and once again resumed tickling and brushing along his underarms.

"AAAAAHAHAHAHA!!!" Sans let out a full-blown scream. Fresh panic and hysteria jolting through his bones again. "NOHOHOHO!! NOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEASE!! NOT BOTH!! NAHAHAT BOHOHOHOTH!!! AHAHAHAHA!!"

"HAHA-CHOOHOOHOO!! PLHEHEHEASE!!! AHAHAHA-CHOO!!" Papyrus's face grew bright orange as more and more tears streamed down his cheekbones. Partially from the laughter and also due to the rapid sneezing.

The miniature foliage stopped momentarily, as if to give Papyrus a break. He shook his head rapidly, trying to get the last of the tingles out of his nose. The rest of the tickling all over his body didn't yet subside, but Papyrus took in an enormous breath of air and held it in tight. He wasn't sure yet just what he was trying to accomplish, but he knew that he didn't want to risk inhaling more of the smaller branches and enduring another sneeze-attack.

"MMMMMNNHMMHMMHMM!!" Papyrus screeched through muffled laughter as the assault on his tickle spots continued. It was still unbearable feeling the soft blades of the feather fern exploring his toes, ribs, and knees, but he tried to keep holding it in.

The smaller foliage once again tried to brush inside Papyrus's nasal cavity, eliciting tiny squeals and whimpers from the skeleton. He desperately wished that he could swat at the blades invading his face, but he remained restrained and totally at its mercy. 

Once the tiny blade realized that it wasn't getting any more sneezes out of him, it tried even harder. Back and forth, up and down, it swirled and mercilessly teased along the inside of Papyrus's nose. Tears streamed like tiny waterfalls down Papyrus's cheeks. He bucked and thrashed hard, feeling the insane tingling sensation overwhelm his nasal cavity. It was all-consuming, as his cheekbones puffed out more and more, he knew he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"AAAHAHAHAHA-CHOOOOOOHOOHOO!!"

The sneeze rocked Papyrus's entire body. It was so hard and so brutal, that it flung his entire body a couple of feet forward and ripped him out of the grasp of the feather fern.

Papyrus took a sharp and shaky inhale of breath as he steadied himself. Realizing he was on all fours and could move his limbs freely, he looked behind him to see the angry feather fern reaching and grasping for him.

Papyrus immediately backed away and got to his still-shaking feet. Breathing fast and heavy, he quickly looked around for Sans. His jaw dropped once he saw the state his brother was in. Dangling above kissing tulips while the feather-vines went after his underarms, Sans looked like a helpless laughter-ridden mess! Papyrus readied himself.

"Hang on Sans!" he called "Here I—"

CHOMP!

It was almost comedic at this point just how much Papyrus was being stopped from getting to his brother.

Another gigantic plant, one with an enormous open mouth, lunged for Papyrus, scooping him up in its jaws. Papyrus screamed in terror, not reacting fast enough before the humongous plant once again had him incapacitated.

Papyrus's head and feet were the only parts of his body sticking out from the corners of this plant's mouth, allowing Papyrus to get a better look at it. From its shape and mannerisms, it seemed to be a giant Venus Flytrap plant, and Papyrus was its next meal!

"AAGH! NO!" Papyrus cried out. "Let me go! I have to get to Sans!!" Papyrus tried to will his body to move. But the inside of the Venus Flytrap's mouth was a sticky sort of substance, and there was little Papyrus could do to get unstuck from it.

"Let go!" Papyrus demanded. "The Great Papyrus is not plant food! Put me down!"

The Flytrap grumbled very loudly, Papyrus could feel his whole body vibrating with the sound effect. Suddenly, he felt something start poking at his ribs.

"AAAGH! What is that??" He shrieked in terror. "What's going on??"

Like the majority of the plants in this forest, this plant had a few more odd tricks up its sleeve. Inside the mouth of this Venus Flytrap were hundreds of tiny wriggling little tendrils, all of which saw Papyrus as their next means of prey.

Shortly after one, there came another tendril who found fascination with his ribs. Papyrus yelped and tried once again to hold his breath. But it didn't last long as more and more wriggling tendrils started coming after his knees and underarms.

"EEEK! ...GRR!! N-NO! NONONO—AGH!" Papyrus's head flopped back and forth, his toes curling in and out trying to distract himself. But once two little tendrils found their way around his hips, it was over.

"NYAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Papyrus screamed so loudly that it echoed throughout the forest, causing some birds to fly away.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO!! OH PLEHEHEHEASE!! PLEHEHEASE NOHOHOHO!!! OHOHOHO MY GAHAHAHASH!!!" 

He couldn't even hope to thrash around being helplessly stuck to the bottom of the mouth. With more and more tendrils starting to tease and explore every part of his body, Papyrus had no choice but to lay there and take it.

"AHAHAHAHA!! NOHOHOHO DOHOHON'T!! AHAHAHA!! M-MAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEASE!! SOMEBODY—HEEHEEHEEHEE!! HEHEHEHEHELP!!!"

As free falling tears escaped Sans's eye sockets, he managed to glance up at Papyrus once he had heard him start screaming. He couldn't believe what he was seeing and was wondering if he was starting to get delirious. He couldn't even muster the energy to kick at the still-kissing tulips anymore, and just kept dangling there shaking with laughter. It felt so hopeless, everything in this cursed forest was out to tickle them to death! What could they possibly do to save themselves?

Suddenly a deep and anger-filled roar pierced through the forest and shook the trees. It was so loud and came out of nowhere that for a moment, everything froze in fear. All of the plants ceased their tickling onslaught. Even the tendrils in the Venus Flytrap were still, and at last the brothers got a moment to breathe. After finally collecting himself, Sans looked around to try and find the source of their supposed rescue, only to be met with flashes of light, claws, and fur.

THUD!

Sans was abruptly dropped onto the forest floor, and Papyrus followed right beside him. Instinctively, they crawled towards each other and held onto each other in fear. Neither one could figure out just what was happening, until their eyes came to focus on the unbelievable events unfolding before them.

Animals! Creatures of all different shapes and colors were attacking the plant-life. Claws dug up the flower beds, strong and jagged teeth were tearing into the vines and cutting down the Venus Flytrap. Even wings the size of cars were flapping hard and blowing away the various other flora and vegetation that was creeping in for more.

Before Sans and Papyrus could get a good look at just what these mystery animals looked like, they suddenly felt soft hands gripping onto their arms from above them. They let out surprised yelps as they were promptly hoisted into the air and were being carried up into the trees. From above, the brothers could see the remains of the attacking plants as nothing more than shredded pastel colors and feathers.

After what felt like only a few moments, the brothers were dropped off into a different part of the forest. This place had a lot more trees, but absolutely no extra plant-life anywhere in sight. It was a lot more open, and at last, Sans and Papyrus were able to return their breathing to normal.

"Pap…," Sans said at last. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah…," Papyrus answered. "I think so … but … what on earth was all of THAT?"

"No idea," Sans replied, shaking his head. "But … it would be great … if it never … EVER happened again.”

Papyrus wiped the sweat from his forehead and rubbed the last of the tears from his eye sockets. "Wowie … it was a good thing those … creatures … showed up when they did." Papyrus struggled to find the words to describe just who it was that had saved them.

Right on cue, there was a chittering sound, followed by a soft thud as one of the animals had landed on the tree branch just above them.

"Look Sans! It's a cute little monkey!" Papyrus exclaimed. "Oh thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for getting us out of there!"

Sans also began to intensely rub at his eye sockets, his sight was practically blurry from all of the crying he had done. While he wasn't looking, he could hear more and more sounds of these 'monkeys' appearing in the branches all around them.

"Wowie!" exclaimed Papyrus. "Just look at all of you! You have our deepest gratitude, new friends!"

As Sans turned his gaze towards the trees, his soul seemed to stop. His metaphoric blood ran cold and he froze. These weren't just ordinary monkeys the two of them were looking at. These monkeys each had six arms, sporting 30 fingers on a singular animal. But what made Sans even more frightened, was the fact that every single one of them was looking down on the two of them, and were grinning ear to ear. 

[thr4shit]

If anyone has good like meat based ASMR please send them our way please. Or cats.

Or slime if it's cracking, maybe. I'm not too big on slime, but it's more tolerable for everyone else compared to the cats eating (they don't like the chewing sounds. :/)

(No human mukbangs, please)

[dewdr0pz]

hey friend! tis me back again hahah

this is gonna sound so random but anyways i was thinking.. reader coming home to hear wilbur shouting away in his room (he’s streaming for once LMAO) and deciding to just chill in the living room/bedroom for a bit. and then when wilbur’s finished and he surprised to see reader and he’s so happy to them and just aah :,) 🫶 and i had the idea of smth like a cozy night in with wilbur?? and i was wondering if u had any thoughts on that or if u wanted to write about it maybe! no pressure at all to do any of that tho <3

i hope ur having a nice dayyy! 💕

💗 You're Back! 💗

a/n: stopppppp this is so cute!! also why did my writing get really good during this

summary: read the ask

contains: excited Wilbur, tired reader, tooth-rotting fluff, pet names, kissing, & silly Haunty shenanigans overall

words: 702

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At around 5pm, you finally got home after an exhausting day at work. You, of course, loved your job; it was your dream job, after all! Some days were more tiring than others.

You took your shoes off & put them near the door next to Wilbur's scuffed, untied Dr. Martens that had lost their shine years ago, unlike your darling boyfriend, who always seemed to have some sort of lively spark about him that nobody could quite have for themselves, which is rather peculiar, since he writes incredibly heart-wrenching songs nowadays. The shoes were massive compared to yours, almost like a clown's.

In the office, you heard shouting & laughter. You didn't think your boyfriend would be streaming, since he hadn't streamed since October, & he never mentioned any upcoming streams. Maybe he was treating the livestream like he treated Mammalian Sighing Reflex & did it unannounced to surprise people. Not wanting to interrupt him, you walked into the bedroom to take off your work clothes & change into sweatpants & Wilbur's brown hoodie that still had the smell of earthy, soothing cologne & petrichor lingering on the soft fabric. You checked yourself in the mirror. You looked okay, except for the fact that your eyes were drooping & you looked almost like you were going to collapse & fall asleep on the floor if you did any excessive movements. You yawned & stretched your arms above your head, hearing a few cracks & pops as you did such from not cracking anything all day. You then cracked your neck & knuckles, & both of them made loud pop & crack & crunch sounds. You finger-combed through your hair, tugging through the knots while wincing. You looked very dead. Abandoning the rule you made for yourself not to bother Wilbur during streams, you slowly opened the office door just a crack, making sure not to make any loud creaks.

"So, I think that'll be all today, chat!" Wilbur smiled. "Thank you all for coming. I'm so sorry I haven't been streaming as much, I've just got Lovejoy things to do. We're all very busy all the time. Here, let's have you all raid...Philza. Go raid him. Bye, chat!" He clicked the "Stop streaming" button on his PC & sighed. Since his spinny chair was still facing the PC setup, you were able to come around & hug him from behind.

"Hello," you mumbled sleepily. "I'm back."

"Angel! You're back!" Wilbur sprang up from his seat & picked you up & spun you around, causing you to laugh. When he stopped, he sat down on the chair with you in his lap. "How was work, love? Everything go okay at work?"

You shrugged. "It wasn't bad, per se, but it was just exasperating. Nobody was rude or crass to me, but I'm just really tired." Wilbur made a small "ah" sound & nodded.

"Do you want to go cuddle in bed & drink some tea?" Wilbur asked, playing with your fingers. "Do you want to do that? Or we could do something else."

"Tea & cuddles sound nice," you said. Wilbur nodded & picked you up & walked you to the kitchen. He still kept you in his arms while he made tea, softly asking you which tea flavor you preferred & which mug you wanted, or if you even wanted a mug or if you just wanted a glass. You two waited in the kitchen while the tea was being prepared, with Wilbur rocking you back & forth to a symphony only he could hear. When the whistling of the tea kettle echoed through the kitchen, he poured the two mugs of tea & handed you one as he grabbed the other & walked back to the bedroom. He cautiously placed you on the bed to make sure neither of you spilled the tea onto the soft white sheets. When he sat down on the bed, you immediately scooted over to him & cuddled up to him with his arm over your shoulders & your head buried in the crook of his neck. & you two just stayed like that for an uncountable amount of time.

Thank goodness you came back.

[sewinrat]

Hi! Could you write a Sebastian x Luther cat reader? Most likely they would be bottom of the catmen but still above seb in house order

No problem. Sorry I'm late and this was rushed a bit.

*Reader is gn.

Your cat ear twitch when you hear that a new addition to the family will be introduced soon at Randal's birthday. That means you won't be the bottom of the pets anymore! Hooray for you! Maybe not so much for the new pet.

And the birthday couldn't come sooner, because it's finally the day the new pet arrives. Luther brought out a coffin shaped present to Randal and it's the new pet! And a human one too. Your pupils dilated once you saw him. Unlike the other two cats, you show a cat-like smile towards Sebastian. Sebastian de tomato smith chicken legs, what an interesting name but this is Randal we're talking about. You saw Nyen and the jester/clown drooling and you know what they are thinking about. So you gently hit them both gently on the arm and glare at him. Nyen glared back at you but doesn't do anything. After the whole birthday party shenanigans, Sebastian and Randal went back to Randal's room. You still want to try and have a conversation with the human but unfortunately you have to hold if off for tomorrow.

When the next day came, you saw Sebastian hiding from Randal in a closet. You approached his hiding spot and open it which startled Sebastian so much. Your ears are pretty relaxed and your eyes are once again dilated. With a grin, you entered the closet and sit beside Sebastian. Sebastian doesn't really wants to stay in the closet anymore but stayed anyway. You purr as you lean on his form and Sebastian tensed before he eventually relaxed seeing that you were not threatening him or hurting him. It was all calm until Randal ruin the moment.

Randal whined to you that you should've told him earlier where Sebastian was but you don't really care that much. Then Luther brought you all to the kitchen to cook dinner for Sebastian. The whole time you were holding Sebastian's hand which he made no effort to remove himself from you. Unfortunately the dinner failed and now you all had to go Smile Diner. Yayy... I guess. You sat beside Sebastian, still holding his hand but unfortunately you had to let go for you to avoid getting restrained and forced feed. With your cat ears down, you tried your best trying to help Sebastian but can't do much unless you want to end up like him.

In the end, once you all go home after that you checked up on him to see if he's okay. You grab his face and look all over for any injuries and once you're done, you hug him and let out soft purrs in worry. Sebastian pat your back awkwardly while returning the hug. He guessed it's not so bad if you were with him.

[8um8le]

Little special post of cat and earth interacting even though they are not in the same universe :-))

also bonus text from the little bot under the cut:

Hellooo everyone, I’m earth! A reality tv star!, one of the main cast members of “space friends” 

Don’t get me confused with the other three, Cataclysm and Geo, but it wont be hard to get us mixed up since I’m the most handsome hahah.

This is a little exclusive on our little freak-show, right now I’m not on air for “Space Friends” so I’m not tied down by rules.

y’know it’s easy being such a talented bot that good at everything like me, so when the shows on, the team likes to add misfortune on me at random for the sake of making things more funny, like making trip on a pebble in front of a crowd, or have my luck completely disappear, humiliation to be more “relate-able”, I MEAN I DIDNT SPEND MY ENTIRE LIFE TO BE TOP OF THE CLASS TO BE A CLOWN- anyways

Firstly I should tell you a little summary of the show. Sooo, we’re basically like galactic clowns, we entertain people in a variety of ways. It can be on our earth, or a complete different dimension, the genre can change from time to time, depending on our prompt.

Sometimes we just film normal days at our office/ headquarters, doing some goofy shenanigans, or even our own homes. Oh I should mention, I live in a forest, Comet lives in a cave, Moon lives in the ocean and sun lives in a volcano. 

Although we do all our stunts, we still need some help from our talented team of individuals for censorship. We can’t have any swear words, or heavy gore on our show, but with movie magic our team seamlessly changes the audio and visuals in a perfectly convincing way!

They go real easy on our guest compared to our main cast, we have a whole bunch of rules! 

That’s it, see you soon!

[digimonlover09]

People who haven’t read Homestuck are encouraged to guess, fellow Homestucks welcome too

Update: Thank you all for participating! The correct answer was 3: Mafia Hatesex Destroys the Universe. Explanations for each option under the cut.

1: Did Happen! In the epilogue, Candy Jade Harley inserted herself into Dave and Karkat’s relationship, straining it until it fell apart. In ^2, it was revealed she also fucked Rose behind her wife, Kanaya’s, back.

2: Did Happen! DavepetaSprite^2. Sorry your date got ruined by fusion shenanigans, JasproseSprite

3: CORRECT ANSWER, Did NOT Happen! It was cockblocking, actually. The mafia hatesex not  happening was a very important plot point that took up multiple pages.

4: Did Happen! Limes, Humanity, all terrestrial life on Earth, and possibly many alien civilizations.

5: Did Happen! They both became president together.

6: Did Happen! Guy Fieri was not only a Supreme Court Justice, but the only remaining one by the time ICP were elected dual-president.

7: Did Happen! Fuck you for that, Hussie.

8: Did Happen! Trickster Mode is a hell of a drug.

9: Did Happen! Dave Strider’s childhood sucked.

10: Did Happen! SS was not a dog yet at this time.

11: Did Happen! Turns out she felt more herself without working eyes.

12: Shit, Let’s Be Santa!

[mineonmain]

A concise (and biased) summary of GMMTV 2025 Pt.1 shows (2/2)

In no particular order:

11. Cat For Cash (Firstkhao, Cat Cafe AU (?), Magical Realism AU. This is the fluffy romcom that firstkhao and all the Soms have been praying for. Enough angst and crying, let them be cute and fall in love!! Also Khao cat confirmed!! I don't make the rules. Silly but cute) 6/10

12. Girls Rules (NamtanFilm, MilkLove, ViewMim. Jojo said he supports women's rights, and women's wrongs, and he's so valid for that. Love seeing women in a male dominated field. Female Only Friends, dare I say?) 6/10

13. Boys In Love (High school AU. Debuting Mick Metas, aka baby Win Metawin, and we all cheered! also featuring a lot of babies, presumably the newest crop of gmmtv recruits, and so far i'm not mad about it. I'll have to wait and see how they actually do. Classic 3 high school couple stories, general sweetness all around) 8/10

14. My Magic Prophecy (JimmySea, Doctor AU, Urban Fantasy AU. I'm personally not the biggest JimmySea girlie so this doesn't do anything for me, but I know there's people out there who are loving this, and i'm so happy for them. Jimmy is a doctor (what a concept) and Sea can see the future sort of? So what happens when Sea tries to change the future for someone he is close to?) 4/10

15. A Dog and A Place (Taynew, side MarcPoon. New is a flight attendant, and Tay is just some random clown, and since Tay owes a debt to New, he agrees to stalk New's bf and find out if he's cheating on New or not. Silly ahhh goofy ahh show, for anyone looking for a light watch and a laugh) 4/10

16. Memoir of Rati (GreatInn, side AouBoom. Historical AU, absolutely serving I Feel You Linger In The Air minus the time travel. I'm sorry to say but this is the genre of show that Earthmix deserved, we need them in a period piece STAT. That being said, it does look beautiful, it looks worth watching for the aesthetics itself) 5/10

17. Me and Thee (PondPhuwin, side PerthSanta. Photography AU, Mafia AU, except it's on crack??? looks so funny and they both do comedy so well with each other honestly i'm just having such a giggle. Can't wait for this one. Big mafia bossman Pond needs help of 'ordinary guy' Phuwin to learn how to seduce. Shenanigans ensue) 8/10

18. Ticket To Heaven (FourthGemini, Historical AU (sort of), Church AU. P'AOF COME FUCKING THRU I SAY. This is what i've been waiting for. Repressed seminary boy meets rebellious new kid, and struggles to come to terms with his sexuality while being in the church and close to God. As much as I would love for FourthGem to exercise their skills with new directors, i'm so happy to see them working with Aof again bc I just know he knows how to bring out the best in them. Fourth is absolutely going to kill this role, he's in his actor bag and i'm so proud of him. I can't wait to see how he pulls this off) 11/10

BONUS!! Purely non-queer shows:

19. I Love 'A Lot Of' You (NanonMind. Mind has DID with 5 distinct personalities, and Nanon is hired by her father to make all versions of her fall in love with him. Not sure why, but an interesting premise to use for a show, that's for sure) 3/10

20. WU (SkyNanin bromance, Boxer AU, Magical Realism AU. Sky is some kind of psychic/fortune teller, and he enlists down and out boxer Nani to protect him. I never watched Frenemy myself but I've heard nothing but amazing things about both of their acting, esp Sky. So if you need a reason to try this show out, it's Sky's phenomenal acting chops) 9/10