#Doughnut Thief

[fatedsinners]

vash for legolas ( nsfw meme ♥)

How interested they are in having sex with them:

The voices of the angels have the engineer instantly flustered, eyes snapping around to ensure he was alone before whining to himself.

"I... Think of Vash like that a lot.... Too often, I worry. I don't want to be seen as a sex pest but... The intimacy is.... Like no other. And we haven't even done anything like that! Just his touch, his careful hands, his sweet smile, his-" He falls into a soft whimper, squirming where he sat and covering his face.

How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them: "Pay?!" He squeaks the word before hissing. "I wouldn't need money nor would I imagine Vash taking money for such things! Silence your words and never ask something so... So stupid again!"

If they would rather bottom or top them: From anger to a flustered mess he hides in his hood, whining as they scrunch their body up, too physically flustered to speak for a moment.

"B-bottom. I.... I don't think I'd make a good top." He'd try, for Vash, but he always gets nervous when given power and control.

How good they think they would be: He slumps to his side, accepting his fate of dying of embarrassment, a soft whimper leaving Legolas' throat.

"Like heaven. I'm sorry Nick, but he has age, I can only imagine he'd just... Know how to take me apart in ways I'm not sure even humans know how to replicate."

If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: Okay, the angels were pushing his sanity and making his mind conjure up too many ideas he's left squirming and moaning to himself, biting his lip.

"Counter. He could feed me treats as he fills me with-" Nope, he was stopping right there before he exploded into a million timid pieces.

If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: A pause, nervousness itching in as he takes a moment to think, to slow down. To process the question and the person it involved.

"I'd hope the last one... I... Don't think I could handle something that isn't loving and passionate... Too many dark connections..."

If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: Before he can even drift into his mind he's brought back by the angels, a small laugh leaving him.

"Nick of course. We're a three piece deal already after all. Anyone else just wouldn't make sense."

If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen:

Now he falls lax where he lay beneath the tree, a soft dreamy smile as he pets the soft lush grass, eyes falling shut as lips curled into a dreamy smile.

"I can only hope, one day, one of us gains the courage to ask. I suspect it's waiting on someone to voice their needs, but we're all so... Damaged, it may not happen in my lifetime without Nick meddling."

[fatedstrands]

“i’m a boyfriend now. i’ve got duties: sighing, and holding hands, and not finishing sentences.” he's proudly sparkling at both nick & legolas tbh.

Nick's hands found his hips as he watched the Plant, brow raised at his proclamation. It was strange, a part of him wondering if the other was speaking in some sort of rhyme. Was it a test? Did he miss something?

"Dear, you're confusing him." Legolas is trying not to laugh, eyes pinched as he pulled the Plant greedily into his lap only to twist, throwing him to the bed to then attack him with tickles.

[fatedstrands]

Legolas nods, a timid thing as he finds his strength once more, rocking to his feet where he sways, grabbing for Nick and offered a shaken smile to Vash once he was up.

"I... Want to thank you for sharing such an intimate thing with me. Please don't take my body's response as anything negative. As you've noticed, I... Struggle at times. It's not your fault." ever so soft, his voice rumbles from him as Nick holds him up, sighing as he ensured the younger was safe.

"We'll get you out... We'll get us all out soon enough." Nick spoke with a certainty like he'd do whatever it took to get it done, offering his hand to the other. "You wanna go back as a chicken drumstick or like this?"

It was a meek attempt at normalcy after the chaos of the day.

vash can tell that nick's in no mood to entertain the thought of them mock fighting and he decides to let it rest for now. his hand twitches for a moment as he considers putting it on legolas shoulder and have him lay back down but he keeps his arm tucked against him. it might be for the best to not touch the other one for a bit.

"we can discuss it another time" he offers in a soft tone "you need rest - and perhaps it be best if you contacted the strands first to see if they can help with an escape plan. for now I can just go back to the tank" not 'my tank' he has stopped thinking of it as such.

his teal eyes watch the pair and he can feel his priorities shift. his escape becomes second in comparison to helping those two escape. it is clear there is more going on in the facility and that something happened with those two but he leaves it be - they will talk when they are ready and he had never been someone to push private matters.

"I do..." he confirms and smiles a little "but he can wait a little bit longer until we figure out how to get out safely."

[bogslob]

OH MY GODS OH MY GODS OH MY GODS

SEASON 2

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Thieves Force Way Into Bakery Shop," Hamilton Spectator. May 26, 1943. Page 7. --- Steal Dozens of Pies and Doughnuts - Were Almost Captured --- Some one with a craving for doughnuts and apple pies broke into Springstead's Bakery at 187 King street west last night and were all but caught by the proprietor, William Crawford, who lives in the apartment above the store. Mr. Crawford heard a noise in the store shortly before 11 o'clock and on investigating saw a man or youth run out a rear door. He next heard a car pull away. A tray containing 18 small apple pies was dropped by the fleeing thief as he neared the door The store was entered by jimmying a rear door. Mr. Crawford informed the police that on the night of May 24, ten dozen doughnuts were stolen from the bakery. The thieves pried off a screen and forced a window open on the first occasion.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ruggie Bucchi - Club Wear Voice Lines

Club Wear Ruggie does not have a vignette.

When Summoned: Even if you keep your eyes peeled, you might miss it. My plays are pretty tricky, y'know!

Summon Line: I'll show ya what the Disc Thief can really do. I'm gonna rob ya blind of your motivation, morale, and pride.

Groooovy!!: Whew, game's over! I got a gig to get to after this, so I was worryin' that we'd go into overtime!

Home: Time to stir things up.

Home Idle 1: My nickname "Disc Thief" is pretty well-known, so maybe I might get scouted by some pro team with their eye on me... Nah, that'd be too good to be true.

Home Idle 2: We can hear Leona's voice pretty good even when we got noisy spectators durin' a game. Guess lions just got a healthier roar to 'em.

Home Idle 3: It's a total pain whenever I get marked by Epel durin' a club scrimmage. His stamina doesn't drop even when we go into the second half of the game, the kid's persistent.

Home Idle - Login: My playstyle is basically where I make plays when they'll count and everywhere else, I slack... I mean, I rest to catch a breather.

Home Idle - Groovy: Even if you can't use magic, you can still join our club. We got a ton of stuff for a manager to get done!

Home Tap 1: Vargas's coachin' is all about buildin' muscle. It's tirin' and sucks, but he piles it on even more if you try to skip out on it...

Home Tap 2: Magical shift is a mage-only sport. It might be popular, but since there aren't many players, people are impressed by anyone who's got experience playin'.

Home Tap 3: This is a high-contact sport, so elbow and knee pads are a must. Not like I'm gonna be in any position to get hit by the other side, though.

Home Tap 4: When I was a kid, I randomly found a magical shift disc, polished it up and sold it on the streets. That was a pretty great find.

Home Tap 5: Don'tcha think they should give out prize money for our club competitions? Can't really get excited if all we get are trophies or certificates.

Home Tap - Groovy: If you're gonna come check out our practice, make sure you bring us refreshments! Like sports drinks, nutritional jelly drinks, or even doughnuts!

Duo: [RUGGIE]: Can I destroy 'em, Leona-san? [LEONA]: Heh, don't crush em too hard, Ruggie.

Requested by @kwaiibb.

[promptsblog]

Title Prompts

1. I Sold My Life

2. My Title is 'Earl'

3. Chased by a Chicken

4. A Crapload of Turnips

5. My Boyfriend is an Alien

6. We Bought a Gay Bar

7. Worst Group Project Ever

8. Duelling the Gardener's Cat

9. Doppelganger Dilemma

10. A Very Grumpy Baron

11. Stealing Back the Trophy

12. The Xylophone Incident

13. The Great Office Supply Heist

14. Hijacked by a Flashmob

15. My Grandmother is a Vampire Hunter

16. Falling in Love while Feinting a Faint

17. How to Lose a Marquess in Ten Days

18. Winning a Bet I Never Made

19. The Mysterious Missing Muffins

20. You, Me, and the Ghost in the Attic

21. How to Break an Engagement Before Tea

22. The Lady who Faked Amnesia

23. How I Accidentally Became Queen of the Mermaids

24. Operation: Steal my Ex's Dog

25. The Time-Traveling Guinea Pig

26. The Battle for the Last Parking Spot

27. Revenge of the Wedding Crasher

28. We Kidnapped a Dragon

29. The Rake who Stole my Heart (and my Horse)

30. The Minimalism to Prison Pipeline

31. The Summer I Got Stuck in a Video Game

32. How we Ruined the Neighbourhood Barbeque

33. Crashing my Own Birthday Party

34. The Great Ice Cream Truck Turf Wars

35. The Vending Machine Tour of North America

36. Honey, I started a cult

37. The Day My Toaster Tried to Take Over the World

38. The World's Last Magical Doughnut

39. The Theme Park in our Backyard

40. How I Accidentally Summoned an Evil Sock Puppet

41. Gift Exchange Gone Wrong

42. The Lunch Thief Strikes Again

43. That Time I Framed you for your Dad's Murder

[fanartist2020]

Sally is one mischievous doughnut thief 🍩

Sally design belongs to @pixelrushiguess

[neverniko101]

(For Horror!Dreamtale thingy!) Back yet again with another Askkk, okay so saw the recent one with Ink being 'ded'. Was he actually knocked out cold, or dead-dead but revived lol

Heya folks! I’ve downscaled Horror Dreamtale to just be a normal ask blog instead of the chapters so I do t get burnout. But yes! Send asks!

Extra info under the cut.

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Firefly (HDT!Dream):

- Acts as a vigilante of sorts, working to fight local crime and cult activity

- He and Frostbite had a…disagreement…and haven’t spoken in years. Firefly misses his brother, but doesn’t want to head into the woods for fear of being chomped by the purple beasts

Frostbite (HDT!NM):

- Lives in the woods, defending the tree

- Hunts the purple beasts and eats their magic, bringing the bodies back to Muffet

- Cranky >:(

- tries not to eat people

Lumi:

- Proud, a bit of a jerk

- Glows in the dark

- Very obviously plotting to overthrow the kingdom, but he’s so harmless that no one takes him seriously

Papyrus:

- he

- he’s Papyrus

- what more do you want me to say

- Idolizes Undyne and Lumi

- Born from the roots of the Tree

Kin:

- Necromancer

- just a nice little fellow

- Accidentally summoned this angry little demon and now it won’t leave

Nik:

- Angry little demon

- it won’t leave

Alphys:

- Has a crush on the local captain of the Royal Guard

- Definitely doesn’t sneak out to see her

- Expert on magic

- Accidentally started a cult

Muffet:

- Lives in the woods near the tree

- Sews bodies from animal parts and other materials and injects them with modified magic from the tree

- Attempting to make a beast capable of destroying the city since nobody would buy her doughnuts >:(

- Made a deal with Frostbite- Muffet would attempt to make a replacement positivity guardian to restore the balance (since Firefly left) and Frostbite would hunt down her failed creations and bring the materials back to her

Doc:

- he is a doctor

- precious boy

- Scared of snakes

Undyne:

- Scarred by a recent beast attack

- Determined to find the source of the attacks to protect the townsfolk

Flax:

- Thief

- Failed experiment of Muffet that escaped the forest

- Trying to find where he came from and what she should do with her life

Toriel:

- Passive aggressively bugs people to join her flower cult

- Bakes pies with flowers in them

- Everything is fine :)

The Reborn (Asriel):

- He’s Flowey

- Flowey the Flower

Asgore:

- Sad divorced man

- Trying to stop the beast attacks

The Leech:

- Dying human that drinks the sap of the Tree to survive

Mettaton:

- he is Mettaton

- He runs a circus

- 👍

[zxysarts]

doughnut thief

[liminalmemories21]

Seven Ten Sentence Sunday

tagged by @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @orchidscript, @three-drink-amy, @carlos-in-glasses, @freneticfloetry, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @lightningboltreader, @bonheur-cafe. Thank you!

Still have not worked out how to fix my problem, but have a snippet.

"So, not a gigolo," Jess says.  TK winces, and Carlos can't figure out what the tone in her voice is. "No, not a gigolo," TK agrees. She nods, and examines one of the floor plans, more he suspects for something to do than because she's that curious about it.  "Didn't have art thief on my bingo card." "Former," George says without looking up. "Retired," Carlos offers. "Alleged," Matt says with exasperation. TK shrugs.  "All of the above."

whoops, forgot to tag anyone - editing to add:

tagging @rmd-writes, @paperstorm, @carlos-tk, @heartstringsduet, and @chaotictarlos

[fatedstrands]

vash never had issues pressing his small feathered body through some metal bar to go visit the giant tree in the strand's compound. he knows he could just turn human, nobody would stop him but he does get his enjoyment out of the smaller shape.

....until he got stuck, making a miserable chirping noise at legolas when he can see the other while also giving him an accusatory stare - this is after all a little bit his and nick's fault for constantly letting the little being have donuts!

Legolas' head swiveled at the pathetic whimpering sounds of the entity. He'd been hard wired to respond to it's sounds of distress in the last few years.

When gold found teal he stopped, smiling as he padded closer, arms folding over his chest. He noted how the other was truly stuck, there was no wriggling free like this and turning human would only cause serious injury.

"Do we need to chicken proof this fence now too?" he sighs, swearing the Plant delighted in testing his sanity as he crouched down to the other's level. "Do you need help?"

[fatedstrands]

Ah. So it's not just the bathing that he's grateful for. It's something that's lingered for so long. The smaller steps into the space, sponge already soaked from the sink and ready, hands tender as the frothed material finds scarred flesh in familiar circular patterns.

"To run away... Is to leave you to monsters who'd tear you apart. I... I couldn't let it happen to someone else." he watches the actions of his hands, free hand hovering at the other's side, not touching but present should the aid be needed.

"I knew Plants were far smarter than they'd claimed. Seeing you as more than just.." He pauses, his breaths shaking even as his lips curled, head resting between shoulder blades a moment.

"It helped shake me from their hold. Proved to me they were lying to us. That, maybe... Maybe I could be something more." He sets back to work with a soft laugh, eyes hooded with so much yet bright with even more. "Running from you was running from the truth. And I was tired of being blind, being a slave. I should be thanking you."

"...right now? helping me get clean" vash laughs as he puts his head under the water, closing his eyes at the soothing and warm touch of it. "but in general. you could have run away when you realized how sentient I am, you could have ran to your supervisor. but you didn't. I am just not sure how to thank you and nick properly for it"

[renzaslasher]

look at this fiend. this cretin. this thief.

mister finn floofers can now add grand theft doughnut to his long list of crimes

[sanjuwrites]

wip wednesday

thanks to @inkweedandlizards, @heartstringsduet, @alrightbuckaroo, @carlos-in-glasses and @theghostofashton for the tag!

getting two for the price of one today!

agent reyes

“It’s not like I haven’t stolen from the British museum before, I don’t think the security schematics are going to be that different this time around, at least in terms of the security cameras and alarm systems. Guards and extraneous security for the jewelry? Now that’s a different story, we need your friend Alex for that. So tell him to not bother with blueprints, but for extraneous security for the diamonds. I heard that the prince is going to be there, so there’s definitely some extra people.”

Carlos’ expression twitches at the mention of Alex’s husband, before smoothing back out.

Carlos frowns, processing what TK said, “Wait, what the hell did you steal from The British Museum? Your dossier – which I put together, by the way – has nothing stolen from the British Museum. You’ve never set foot in the museum, as far as we know.”

Mateo lets out a snort, and Marjan – which, what the hell, she’s quiet – laughs a little. 

“I’m sorry, am I missing something?” Carlos frowns, looking around. 

“No, sorry, it’s just that Paul said that the CIA never made the connection, but I didn’t realize that you literally have no idea, not even an inkling. This is so much more complicated to explain, Jesus.” TK thuds his head against the dining table, a silent scream leaving him. 

“Spit it out, TK.” Carlos feels his impatience and anxiety rising in tandem.

“I was also the Shadow Thief.”

Carlos blinks. “What?”

“I stole under a different alias from 2013 to mid-2016, until…” TK clears his throat, “until my mother died. I flew off the rails a little after that, and then I came back as the Phoenix. There’s a couple jobs you didn’t catch as the Phoenix, before some of the other crews gave me the nickname. I forged the coins to drop around the jobs after that, as a little calling card and homage to the crews that helped me …rise back up, so to speak.”

untitled house run - rwrb

Alex sits back in his desk chair, blowing out a breath. 

At thirty-four, he can safely say that this was never in his plan anymore, not after everything that happened with him and Henry. 

God, he needed to talk to Henry.

Speak of the angel, and he shall appear, Alex thinks wryly. Henry leans against the doorway, smiling at him softly, holding a glass of red wine. “Hey love. I called you five times to come down for dinner, but you didn’t answer. Is everything okay?”

Alex smiles at Henry, and if it looks fake, Henry doesn’t call him on it, just walks over to him, pressing a kiss to his temple, sitting on the edge of the desk. “I’m okay, baby, just busy with this trial coming up for the firm. My associate has been out for a week with appendicitis, so I’m also doing a lot of prep work for it too. Is that,” Alex says, nodding at the glass, “for me?”

Henry nods, handing the glass off. “Do you want me to bring dinner up, love?”

Alex closes his laptop, shaking his head. “No, this can wait till tomorrow. For now, I just want to enjoy the night with my husband, if that works for you? Or do you have some prettier man to sneak off to?” Alex has the most shit-eating grin on his face, and Henry rolls his eyes. 

“Yes, Alex, I sneak out every night as I require the sexual rigor of a twenty-five year old to keep my appetite satiated,” he says in a deadpan, making Alex laugh as he brackets Henry’s hips against the desk, leaning down to kiss him once, twice, thrice.

“Let me show you ‘sexual rigor,’ baby,” he murmurs against Henry’s jaw before sucking the skin into his mouth. Henry lets out a breathy laugh as he lets himself be pushed down onto the desk, wine glass and all thoughts of dinner abandoned as they lose themselves in each other.

i'm gonna tag @bonheur-cafe, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @birdclowns, @liminalmemories21, @reyesstrand, @lightningboltreader, and @strandnreyes!

[mentallyima-frog]

(slight mention towards one of my fics)

Lockwood is a doughnut thief and he lies about it all the time, even blames the skull for the disappearances of doughnuts. It's to the point where George hides them. Under the kitchen sink, in the washing machine, in the garden, under the blanket used by a sleeping Lucy. Essentially anywhere unsuspecting. He's even considered the Skulls jar. Yet everytime. The doughnuts are still eaten by yours truly, Anthony Lockwood.