#Frank Frankly's mom

[silent-raven13]

Okay for my Modern Welcome Au fanfic, I’m making a Mother’s Day chapter, and I decided to draw all the moms. Everyone except for Miss Beagle is my own thoughts how they would look.

Miss Beagle belongs to Clown aka PartyCoffin. I just fan drew her in a cute Barnaby’s paw print apron (You can see his pup print and the large one) and I decided to give her a first name for the fanfic, since she needs one and a cute mama nickname. “Big Mama Betty” 

Anyway in order!

Monique Dear “Mama Dear”: Mother of Eddie Dear lives in Louisiana and is a post-man. Her husband die in a terrible truck accident before Eddie was born. She is a feisty, spunky woman that loves to go out doors, train for anything survival. She is a sweet mother and big tiger mom. When she sees her groan son, she would give him a bear hug and pick him up like he was a toddler. Very accepting and would sound like Carol from OK KO (VA: Kate Flannery) She’s always working out, since she have to lift heavy packages, and can cook!

Eleanor Frankly “Mother Frankly”: Mother of Frank. A calm, soft spoken woman. She is a Neurosurgeon, has the most steadiest hands. When she uses knives or scissors, she always cuts beautifully; one thing Eddie finds amazing because hello Crafting! She’s very intelligent, comes from a very wealthy family. Lives in New York, specifically Mid Manhattan with her husband. Yes, they are happily married, but once they saw Monique... 🤭 let’s just say they wanted to do a poly relationship.

Serenity Joyful “Mama Llama”: Mother of Julie. A funny nickname Jonesy came up when he was a toddler and stuck to the Joyful family. Don’t mind the colorful vomit skirt, rainbow monsters love to represent their family. Since, Serenity is all about Maximalism boho-chic outfits, she loves to represent her children’s colors. Believes in nature, spirituality, crystal healing, and listens to trees. Very laid back, sweet, and always goofy. Believes problems can be solved with yoga and Chamomile tea. Lives in the Rainbow Forest not far from the Welcome Home Residents.

Charlotte Partridge “Mama Lottie”: Mother of Poppy. She’s exactly like Poppy, but sweeter like honey! Very caring, hates cursing, and she knows how to cook. Her socks were made by Poppy, when she learned how to sew. Loves to support and protect all her children. She will treat everyone like her own kids. Lives in West Virginia!

Maria Gloria Pillar Garcia “La Jefe or Tu Jefe”: Mother of Howdy. In my fanfic, Howdy is Mexican American. As a joke, him and siblings like to call their mom, the boss or say, “Tu Jefe esta llamando” It’s a thing I noticed with Latino Americans say about their parents like the joke, “Your mom is calling you or My mom...” You don’t have to get it if you don’t. It’s a thing I’ve seen. Anyway, she’s the boss of the family, and knows how to run things. I mean this woman gave birth over 300 caterpillars, so she has the right to run her family and the family’s ranch. What I can say about her? She’s a Monarch butterfly, lives in Michoacán, Mexico. Used to live in East LA.

Chantelle Darling “Mother Darling: Mother of Wally. Lives in Atlanta, Georgia. She’s funny, nice, but cross the line with her and she’s the first to fight. Very protective of Wally, and his a widow. So her and Monique are gonna get along just fine. 

Miss Beagle��“Big Mama Betty”: Mother of Barnaby. That dog is a HUGE mama’s boy! Everyone in the neighborhood knows her, she’s sweetest Mother Hen. 

I’ma say this too. If they were Humans, All of them except Maria and Monique would be African American/black! Monique would be biracial. Maria would be Mexican American with dark brown skin tone. My Au is about inclusivity for BIPOC/POC. 

[w1yre]

eddie and frank

[rotteneldritchhorror]

Watching Loey Lane’s new welcome home stream VOD and imma be honest

I have a new found love for mr Eddie Dear

I love this man

Also him and frank and Howdy are all boyfriends

[nayedoll]

About you (Part 2 of Baby Came Home)

joost klein x fem!reader

rpf below, please don’t read if ur uncomfortable!!!

this is part 2 to baby came home // i highly recommend reading part 1 for context on this fic!!

cw: 18+, nsfw, smut (f!receiving oral, protected piv), angst, some jealousy ig, reader is kind of a bitch lol

word count: 5k

a/n: some songs that fit the vibe: about you - the 1975 / right - mac miller / thinkin bout you - frank ocean / needy - ariana grande

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You sigh anxiously, tossing your phone onto the big pillows of your bed as you lie down on your soft comforter; it helps soothe your nerves a bit, being in your old bed again, surrounded by your stuffed animals and the girlish decoration of your room that has not changed in the slightest — except maybe it’s a little cleaner now, thanks to your mom.

You really shouldn’t be this stressed about today.

If anything, it should feel nice that your old friends were kind enough to invite you out to dinner, a reunion as they had called it to celebrate the fact that you finally stepped foot in the Netherlands after four years. But whatever emotion you should be feeling right now is subsided by the anxiety of meeting Joost again.

After he left New York, you had been texting and calling each other, neither as friends nor as something more, just enjoying the comfort you brought to one another. And for a while, it really seemed like this was going somewhere, like things could work out again if you tried. But of course, everything had to be ruined; all it took was one question— “Why did you leave?”— before a small argument erupted, one that was enough for you to distance yourself from him again.

Joost was trying to find a reason to why you left, why you didn’t want to come back and be with him and frankly, you didn’t even know what to tell him. You said you needed some time, a few days to think which turned into weeks and months of barely any communication— and now here you were, in the four walls of your old bedroom, getting ready to face him again.

The whole situation sort of reminds you of your first date with Joost; same room, same bed, trying to calm yourself down and pick out an outfit but nothing looks good enough. Your dad still has the TV on too loud downstairs and your mom still comes in your room without knocking. The thought eases you down a bit, makes you laugh as you finally make the decision to leave, already running late.

—

The restaurant is small but pretty, soft lighting falling on the adorned walls as the sound of jazz music and people talking fills the air, helps you relax a little. It’s the same one you used to drag Joost to all the time, the one he would always complain about but secretly loved despite not being the “romantic type” in his own words. You wonder if he picked it out, if he even played a part in the planning of this; the thought is unlikely but still brings a smile to your face.

You walk further into the dining room, overtaken by the loving atmosphere of people laughing, talking, genuinely enjoying themselves as you look around for your friends. You eventually spot them at a table towards the back of the room, all the people you cherish so deeply; Alanis, Apson, Tantu, Lyon and of course, Joost.

With a sweet smile on your lips, you approach them slowly yet nervously. Alanis is the first one to notice you as she rises up from her seat, pulling you into a warm, tight embrace.

“Missed you guys!” You exclaim, hugging everyone one by one, slowly, to put off coming face to face with Joost as long as possible. Inevitably you reach him and god does he look good; the same blonde fluffy hair, same baby blue eyes, an outfit that fits him infuriatingly well, of course coupled with his usual smug expression.

The tension in the room immediately shifts as your friends share knowing glances between them— you get the idea that they have all been informed about your little… reunion with Joost in New York, the memory of him on top of you flashing through your mind and making you swallow deeply.

He beams at you, the knot in your stomach loosening as he hugs you, a small confirmation that things are still okay between you.

“Hey,” You hug him back, maybe for a little longer, a little tighter, something that he doesn’t seem to mind as his big hand caresses your spine. He smells like cologne, it’s the one he was wearing that night in New York, that had your apartment smelling like him for the days afterward.

He pulls back, small smile on his lips, “It’s nice seeing you again,” It makes you smile too as you stare into each other’s eyes wordlessly.

“Alright lovebirds, maybe it’s time to sit down?” Apson says, making you and Joost chuckle awkwardly, reminding you of why you’re here in the first place.

—

After some more catching up with everyone and a few glasses of wine, you can confidently say you’re relaxed and having fun— once again proven to have been overthinking. You’re sitting across from Joost, unintentionally noticing every tiny detail about him, the little smiles, the dimples, all of his mannerisms that you adore so much.

He’s oblivious to it but you’re not the only woman who keeps eyeing him tonight. In fact, the girl next to you has been practically burning holes in his face by staring so hard— and needless to say, it doesn’t go unnoticed by you.She’s pretty, her long blonde hair styled in loose curls and her maxi black dress so simple yet so perfect on her. It makes you sick, even though it shouldn’t be and you know it— but you can’t help the growing jealousy within you the more you stare, her eyes hungry for him and every one of her moves deliberate to make him acknowledge her but he never does.

“I’m going for a smoke,” Joost says as he stands up from his chair, hands digging into his jacket’s pockets to find his pack of cigs.

The blonde girl looks up at him with a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement, once again getting on your nerves— to be fair, you shouldn’t be mad at her, letting your envy consume you like a little girl but the alcohol makes it a little hard for you to control your emotions in the moment.

“Are you coming?” He asks, knowing you haven’t smoked yet tonight.

You sigh a little frustrated, not thinking about it much “Not in the mood.”

Joost pauses for a moment, the tilting of his head showing his confusion about your sudden change in attitude. Nevertheless, he gives you a small nod and leaves… you feel somewhat bad now, maybe you should go out there and keep him company.

But before you can even get up, that same blonde girl is already making her way to the exit door, her floral scent pervading the air along the way.

You take a deep breath; okay now you definitely feel like smoking. All the possible scenarios run through your mind at once— what if Joost gets her number? Or worse, takes her back home with him? You don’t think about it much longer and walk towards the door and out the restaurant.

The street is almost empty by now, cold air blanketing your body. Joost is just a few meters away, back rested against the brick wall as he lights his cigarette and— as expected— the girl is standing in front of him, making conversation; you can’t hear what she says but it makes Joost smile, giving you enough of a reason to feel even more jealous, a horrible feeling in your throat.

He doesn’t notice you, says some joke that causes her to giggle; you contemplate going back inside, whether this is embarrassing for you— after all it’s none of your business, you’re not his girlfriend anymore. But the pure idea of Joost taking another girl home, kissing her, fucking her the way he did you makes you want to puke, it fills you with rage.

You walk up to them, the sound of your sharp heels on the ground catching his attention. The girl turns around, obviously bothered by your presence and you notice the unlit cigarette on her hand; classic way to approach someone, you think.

You glance at her, bitter smile on your lips. “Can I have one?” You ask Joost, standing closer to him.

“Thought you didn’t wanna smoke right now,” He says but still hands you the pack of cigarettes from his pocket. You pull one out, coaxing him to light it for you as the girl watches.

Now that you came here, you don’t know what to say exactly, the awkward silence making you nervous. Jealousy has always been a bad trait of yours, though really you’re all bark and no bite, never actually acting upon it; if anything Joost always found it cute, teasing you about it endlessly.

“Is zij je vriendin?” (Is she your girlfriend?) The girl asks, pointing at you.

Joost giggles at that, causing you both to glare at him as his laughing comes to a halt. ”Was vroeger,” (Used to be) He replies, taking a short puff from his cigarette, “Het is ingewikkeld.” (It’s complicated)

You slightly furrow your brows, trying to translate the words in your head but to no avail. The girl nods, less confident in her attitude now as she hands the cigarette back to Joost and slowly leaves, mumbling something which you assume to be goodnight.

You’re left alone with Joost, remaining silent as all kinds of thoughts race in your mind. Once again, it’s you and him smoking against a wall, tension filling the air, almost like you’re having deja vu.

“What a nice girl,” Joost says, his tone an exaggerated delight. You nod quietly and take a deep inhale of smoke, nicotine filling your lungs— he’s obviously teasing you and it annoys you how well he knows you, always making it impossible for you to hide from him.

With a simpering smile, he looks down at you and asks, “And really pretty, don’t you think?”

“Yeah she’s cute,” You say as nonchalantly as you can, peering at Joost when he lets out a low laugh as if he’s mocking you. “What?”

He looks back at you with a cocky smile, “You’re jealous,” He says with such confidence it drives you insane, makes you want to punch his pretty face (and kiss it better afterwards).

You scoff, “No I’m not,” You avoid his eyes, the uncertainty evident in your words.

“Admit it,” He smirks, you feel his eyes scanning your face that has a pinkish blush on it from his teasing, though you’d like to think it’s because of the cold.

You glance at him as he raises an eyebrow, waiting for your response. “You’re so full of yourself,” You chuckle, blowing the smoke away from his face.

Joost giggles, more so amused than anything else by the way you’re acting, so timid for nothing.

“And you’re jealous.”

You roll your eyes, suppressing a smile. “Fine,” You sigh as he puckers his lips a little, a sly smile hidden behind them. “I admit I was a little… bothered by a girl flirting with my ex. So sue me for that.”

Joost crosses his arms, grinning widely. “Really?” He emphasizes, taunting you.

“Yes, really.” You repeat his words back to him with the same assertive tone.

“Is bothered the new way to say jealous?” He feigns confusion, his finger scratching the top of his head.

Unbelievable, you think. You groan, stubbing out your cigarette with your shoe,

“You know what, I’m going back inside.”You’re not actually mad with him but more so matching his playfulness and teasing him back.

When you turn around to leave Joost gently tugs at your arm, pulling you back to him as he throws his finished cigarette away.

“Hey, hey, hey, come on, I’m sorry.” He giggles, using this as an opportunity to grab you by the waist, bring you closer as you pout your lips at him. “I get it,” He murmurs.

“You get it?” You raise an eyebrow, unsure of what exactly it is that he’s getting. His touch on your skin is strong, it makes you lightheaded as you look up at him under the yellowish street lights.

He nods, “I’d be jealous too if some guy was flirting with you,” You smile a little, fighting to keep your composure. Joost was never the toxic and overprotective type, but you loved it whenever he got a little jealous, expressing it in petty but cute ways be it kissing you more than usual or being clingy with you in front of other men.

“Yeah?” You ask him.

“Mhm.” His lips are close to yours, the tips of your noses brushing together. “Although I bet tons of guys have flirted with you since I left New York, am I right?” His voice is lower, raspy sending a warmth through your body even in the middle of the cold night.

“Maybe,” You bite your lip, slowly sliding your hands up the sides of his neck.

Some men had indeed approached you in those months, none of whom you bothered giving a chance to. It didn’t matter how attractive or successful or charming they were— they weren’t Joost and that was enough for you to turn them down.

Joost presses a few kisses on your jaw and the crook of your neck, his lips wet and soft on your skin. “I bet you flirt a lot too,” He mumbles against your neck as tingles erupt all over your body. “Talking to anyone but me,” His words are bittersweet, petty as he nips at your skin and makes you moan quietly. You didn’t text me either, is what you want to say but bickering right now seems a little pointless.

“Let me make it up to you,” You whisper, holding his face in your hands as you lean in to kiss him. Your lips press together hungrily, savoring the taste of wine and cigarettes on his tongue. His hands grab your ass tightly, squeezing it as you let out little sounds into the kiss, sounds that make Joost crumble into pieces all the more. Your sweet scent stimulates his senses, makes him go crazy as he feels himself grow harder.

“Oh damn,” You cut the kiss short, turning around to see Apson and Teun, a shared amusement on their faces— definitely not awkward.

“Okay! I guess we’re not smoking after all,” Apson says, urging Teun to go back inside as you hear Joost laugh behind you.

“No, it’s okay. We were gonna head back inside anyways,” You step back from Joost, fixing your skirt as you wave them over to where you are.

“We were?” Joost asks, you slap him on his arm smiling. “Okay,” He nods, following you inside as he mumbles something to the guys which makes all of them laugh; you assume he scolded them for interrupting your heated moment, seeing as he playfully hits Tantu on his shoulder.

“Wait,” You stop him before he pushes the glass door open, gently grabbing his chin in your hand. Joost looks down at you like a confused puppy, it almost makes you laugh as you brush your lip gloss off his lips. “There.” You smile as he thanks you.

“My place tonight?” He whispers softly, brushing his thumb against your cheek and you nod.

Alanis and Lyon are still in their seats, talking when you come in. They look up at you, smile knowingly at each other because it is so obvious what you and Joost were doing out there, your faces flustered and Joost’s hair unruly.

Joost, as always, breaks the awkward silence, says something about how his steak is shaped like Belgium… which works well enough to switch the subject. Peeking at your right, you notice the blonde girl from before— she seems fairly disappointed, not looking at Joost anymore and it gives you a weird sense of pride, knowing he picked you again, that you’re the one going home with him tonight; hopefully you’ll talk to him later, tell him the thing you’ve been meaning to say all night.

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Your friends ended up going for drinks after the dinner which you and Joost politely declined, opting to walk the twenty minutes back to his house.

There’s a light breeze in the air, giving you enough of an excuse to get closer to Joost and hug him from behind, your arms around his stomach— maybe it’s too romantic of a gesture but he clearly doesn’t mind as he keeps on fumbling with his set of keys, a small smile on his lips.

Finally unlocking the door, he ushers you inside his house; it’s different to his old one, bigger and surprisingly cleaner than you’d expected, though still cluttered with random objects here and there.

Joost notices the way you look around the dark room, the soft moonlight coming in through the big windows. “Like it?” You feel his hand on your ass, his body pressing you gently against the door.

Placing both arms around his neck you smile, his chest warm against yours. “Yeah. You have good taste in furniture,”

“You should see my taste in women,” His words make you beam against his lips, teeth knocking together as he leans in to kiss you. You deepen the kiss, helping Joost with taking off his jacket that is quickly thrown somewhere on the floor behind him. He does the same for you, kissing along your jaw to your exposed shoulder as your leather jacket falls down to your feet.

Your hand travels down to his crotch, palming his erection which earns you a small sigh from him. Joost pulls you closer by the waist, strong hands caressing your curves as you continue teasing him, your fingers playing with the metal buckle of his belt. In the meantime, you start placing wet kisses on his jaw and neck, your little bites in between making him groan quietly.

“Those are a lot of hickeys,” Joost says.

“Just making sure no other girls approach you,” You mumble; it’s half serious half teasing, you know it turns him on when you’re possessive over him.

Joost smirks, fighting the urge to call you out for your jealousy once again, though he makes a mental note to tease you about it later. He’s too flustered to speak right now anyways, with the feeling of you everywhere; your lips on his neck, one thigh between his legs all while you’re trying to unbutton his shirt (and failing miserably at doing so)— you’re hungry for him and he likes that, likes knowing you’re as weak as he is on the inside, as your hot breath trembles on his neck.

“Let me help you schat,” He pulls back from you, focusing on the buttons on his striped button-up which he takes off at a tauntingly slow speed, biting back a smile when he hears you whine at the loss of contact. Your hands roam around his stomach and chest under his loosened shirt as he fully removes it, then blindly tosses it somewhere behind him.

He clicks his tongue, “So impatient,” He kisses you again, finger on your chin to bring your face closer.

“Yeah because I need you,” You breathe out, feeling his sly smile grow on your lips; it comes out more desperate, more whiny than you intended it to sound, your neediness making Joost’s cock twitch in his pants.

“Fuck,” He murmurs, biting his lip. “Come on, this way,” Taking your hand in his, he leads you to his bedroom— small and messy, full of his scent.

He sits you down on his poorly made bed, the back of your thighs meeting the cool wrinkled sheets. You watch as Joost begins to undo his belt, rubbing your legs together to loosen some of the tension in between them but it does nothing for you— the image of his big tattooed hands on the small metal letters of his belt, Albino, only adds to your arousal. You raise your foot slightly, nudging his calf as he glances at you, your doe eyes looking up at him, practically begging him to hurry up.

He chuckles, pushing his pants down. “So damn needy,”.

He kneels down on the carpet in front of you, the tender touch of his hands down your legs and his tight grip on your calves giving you goosebumps. He takes your high heels off, carefully putting them aside before his lips start littering your legs with kisses.

“Such a gentleman,” You coo, your breathing deepening with each peck on your skin as Joost gently pushes your legs open to gain more access to your inner thighs. There, he sucks on the sensitive skin, coaxing you to gasp; he hasn’t even fully touched you, yet you’re already melting under his touch, aching with need.

Joost stops at the hem of your skirt, his light blue eyes looking up at you from between your thighs, an image you wish you could capture. “Baby can I eat you out, please?”

A small smile forms on your lips. Who’s needy now?

You nod down at him, “Since you asked so politely.” Joost motions for you to stand up, sly grin on his face; he strips your skirt off, his palms aimlessly stroking your legs, giving you a small squeeze on your ass. He gently pulls your panties off, the lace fabric slightly sticking to your skin due to the wetness in your folds.

“Zo mooi,” His compliment sends a warm smile to your face as you stroke his hair. He plants another quick kiss on your clit, the tiny tingling sensation causing you to hiss, then guides you backwards against the bed until your back hits the comforter. Involuntarily, you bend your knees for him as he climbs into the bed, slightly hovering over you.

He leans down and kisses you hungrily, his thick fingers rubbing small circles on your clit as you moan loudly into the kiss from the sudden wave of pleasure. You feel him smile against your lips, a cocky smile at that.

He slowly pushes one finger into your slick folds, “You like that?” He purrs against your jaw. You nod repeatedly, muttering a soft yeah in between shallow breaths. Joost goes lower as he lies on his stomach, burying himself in your thighs, deep purple marks all over them from his previous kisses. Withdrawing his finger from you, he licks up your entrance, making you suck in a sharp breath as your thighs close together ever so slightly, pressing on his head.

He starts soft, his tongue flat near your clit making your skin prickle before he moves down, teasing your hole with just the tip of his tongue.

Impatiently, you push your hips forward, desperate to feel more of him; he nuzzles your core as you both let out a small laugh. “You want me to suffocate down here?”

You giggle, “I will suffocate you if you don’t hurry up,”

He grins, delving his tongue into your slit. You moan as you feel it swirling inside you slowly, making you clench. “Faster,” You breathe out, entangling your fingers in his hair, softly pulling at his golden hair strands. Joost picks up the pace as his tongue explores you, nudges your clit a few times to hear more of your breathy moans. He holds your legs open that are trembling as you chase your climax, your body burning with overstimulation. His thumb is stroking your clit in fast motions, causing you to whimper continuously and grasp at his hair to which he hums sending a vibration through your core.

With that, you come undone on his mouth as you let out a loud mixture of cries and curses. Joost lets you ride out your high, sucking at your lips and your clit. His chin is glistening with your release as he pulls back from you, plants a few gentle kisses on your thighs, letting you catch your breath.

You gaze at him as he sits up a little and grabs a condom from the nightstand. He’s a little sweaty, his face flushed and his hair looks messy as he runs his hand through it, He’s perfect.

“Don’t look at me like that,” He says as he takes off his boxers— your eyes flicker to his hard cock, the tip swollen and leaky with precum. You feel a little guilty, want to take care of him like he did you.

You giggle, narrowing your eyes at him, “That’s how that girl at the restaurant was looking at you, just so you know I’m not crazy or anything,”

“You’re still on that? Baby, I’m here with you now, you don’t have to worry about it,” He softly pulls your hand, making you sit up next to him, kissing you on your cheek.

Smiling softly, you take the condom from his hand, opening the wrapper with your teeth. “Joost?” You ask him as you carefully slip the condom on, feeling his veins along the way. He hums, coaxing you to keep talking. “Can I ride you?” You’re a little shy when asking him that and you don’t know why; today in general, you’re kind of nervous around him and he finds it funny, cute nonetheless.

“Hell yeah,” You look at him again, his warm smile comforting you.

He crawls past you, sitting against the plush headboard as you move to sit atop him. Your face is also flushed, beaming with the afterglow of your orgasm and Joost can’t help but kiss you again, slowly, whilst fully removing your top.

You take his shaft in your hands, adjusting yourself above him so that his tip is right at your entrance before you push yourself down onto him; the residue of your arousal makes it easier for him to bottom out, a drawn out groan leaving his mouth as he does so, feeling you tighten around the veins on his cock. You lift yourself up slightly until only the tip is inside of you before quickly sinking down onto his cock again— you continue this pattern, noticing the breathy moans that Joost lets out, his mouth opened ever so slightly and his brows furrowed.

You pick up your pace, placing both hands on his shoulders for support as Joost squeezes your tits in his warm hands. Locking eyes with him, you almost want to cry with how beautiful he looks, how good his cock feels inside of you, how perfect you are for one another.

“What’s on your mind liefde?” He breathes out, a grunt slipping from his lips.

You bite back a moan, “Joost I want you,”

“You have me,” He chuckles.

“No,” You mutter, “I want you all the time. I love you,” You speak fast, desperate to convey your feelings to him. “I love you so much,” You repeat, burying your face in his neck.

“Shit,” He groans as he starts thrusting into you, noticing that you’re growing tired. “I love you too,” His hands are tightly wrapped around your body, holding you in place as he slams his shaft against you— it’s fast and sloppy, makes you dizzy with pleasure, unable to suppress your loud moans. Your eyes tear up a little at the confirmation that he also loves you— it’s not the first time you hear it from him but you’ve missed it, you’ve missed him and this stupid city that you grew to love because of him.

The pressure is too much, easily leading you to your second orgasm tonight as you dissolve into pleasure, moaning Joost’s name repeatedly. He’s now the only one doing the work, pushing himself into you relentlessly as you kiss him softly on his face because that’s the most you can do right now with how much your legs are burning.

A little later, Joost comes inside of the condom, the sound of his deep moans (and a few whimpers he tries to suppress but fails) filling the room.

You collapse next to him and onto the bed, breathing deeply, your eyes heavy with exhaustion. Joost gets up wordlessly to put his boxers on again, coming back with a shirt on his hand and your panties. He sits down in front of you, gently pulling your tired body up so that he can redress you. “You’re gonna get cold,” He mumbles, his thoughtfulness bringing a sweet smile to your lips.

“Thank you,” You coo, enjoying the feeling of his shirt on your body; it’s warm and big, carries his scent that you love so much. “I like this shirt,”

“Yeah? Keep it. Y’know to have something remind you of me when you go back to New York,” He chuckles a little as he says that. You take a deep breath, looking at him with eager eyes. He senses a hesitation in you, tilting his head in confusion, “What is it?”

“I’m not going back,” You say, your voice close to a whisper. “To New York, I mean.”

Joost grins, “Don’t play with me dude,” He says, shaking his head.

“I’m not,” You chuckle, gently placing your hand on top of his. “I got offered a job here and I’ve been thinking about it,”

Joost’s eyes light up, his dimples prominent. “Liefde that’s great news,”

He hugs you, presses some kisses on your hair as you stroke his back— he never wants this feeling to go away. “Date tomorrow?” He asks in your ear.

“Mhm.” You smile and kiss him softly, staying in the comfort of his arms. You get a good feeling, one that you haven’t had in years; you will go on that date and things will work out between you and you will never let him go again.

“I love you.”

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thank you sm for reading!!! i hope this met everyone’s expectations lol 😭🥹

[welcomehomerandomness]

Welcome Home Website Update Reaction Notes (4/12/2025) (SPOILERS)

Hey guys! Today I'm gonna show you my reactions to the Welcome Home website via my notes on Google Docs. I wrote 5 pages and spent around a few hours exploring the website lol. Hope you enjoy it!

NEW HOME ART IT'S SPRINGTIME MY DUDES

OMG JULIE IS ON THE HOME SCREEN INSTEAD OF WALLY???

The neighbors’ outfits are so cute BUT WHERE’S WALLY???

I’m scared, gamers…

I went to the What’s Welcome Home page AND WALLY IS GONE!!! WHERE IS HE???

Frank’s and Julie’s outfits are so cute in the News page…I love these besties lol

The neighborhood is decorated as usual…So cool lol

I clicked Home and WALLY IS STARING OFF TO THE SIDE INSTEAD OF STARING TOWARDS US

Also when I press his audio, all I hear are bell jingles or a telephone ringing???

Ok…all of the audio and pictures of the neighbors seem normal…

The Guestbook seems normal, but for some reason, Eddie’s Halloween sprite is still there…Unless it was a mistake?

OMG THE JOYFUL SIBLINGS HAVE STICKERS NOW SO COOL

The Discoveries page looks so cool lol

WALLY HAS A BROADCAST???

I love Night Mind’s voice lol

I love Julie’s voice impressions for the different flowers lol

Also Eddie’s mom mentioned???

The rhododendron has beef with poor Eddie lol

Someone, please comfort Eddie lol

OMG THE JOYFULS’ VOICE REVEALS OMG

Jonesy sounds like he’s part of The Beatles lol

I love Franny’s monotone voice lol

Bea’s voice is amazing

Poor Poppy lol

OMG HOWDY

Beeya (Howdy’s brother in law) mentioned lol

I love how the Joyfuls are offended that Howdy wants to make the leaves as part of his salad lmao

I love how angry Howdy is lmao

I was looking at the transcript while listening, and they skipped one of Julie’s lines for some reason???

Why does Julie sound nervous and hesitant to join her siblings’ band? I’m worried about her…

I love this radio broadcast so much…This should be a real radio broadcast lol

Julie and her siblings on the music page is so cute lol

The Joyfuls’ album cover is so cool

The Joyfuls’ song is so cool too I love it

Also, I love how one of the Joyfuls’ songs is called “Frankly Boy”...Could it be about Frank?

Omg the rainbow monster cakes are so cute…The little nom noms…

Julie and Frank in the Joy soda ad poster is so cute lol

Omg I love the art style for the Rainbow Monster Handbook it’s so cute lol

OMG BABY JULIE

I love the dynamics between Frank, Julie, and her siblings so much…It’s so sweet…

I want the board game to be real lol

Oh no…The pea is back…

Storybook time! Starting off with “Springtime Salutations”!

In the transcript, the storyteller is calling Julie’s name…But it is not on the audio…

OMG THERE’S A WEIRD DISTORTED GARGLED SOUND IN THE BEGINNING

Wait…ALL OF HOME IS STILL COVERED IN SNOW???

F in the chat for Eddie…He got crushed by Julie lol

Ohhhhh this storybook is basically how Frank met Julie’s siblings

The narrator distorted at the end…

The story is pretty cute I love it lol

Ok the next storybook is called “Sweet Briar”

Omg Wally in his little king outfit

LMAO SOMEONE THREW A BALL IN THE MIDDLE OF WALLY’S LINE LOL

Why do Barnaby and Howdy look so goofy in those costumes lol

Howdy’s shocked face looks like a meme at this point lol

His shocked expressions remind me of Tsukasa from Project Sekai lol

DID HOWDY JUST SLAP BARNABY LMAO???

Day 2 of exploring the updates (I was tired last night lol)

We’re continuing the “Sweet Briar” storybook lol

I just realized that the crown doesn’t fit Wally’s hair lol

I LITERALLY CACKED WHEN I SAW THE IMAGE OF KING WALLY WATCHING THE SPINNING WHEELS BURN…HIS FACE LMAO

I love how instead of Howdy whisking Julie away and putting her in a cottage, it’s his grocery store lol

I love how Howdy doesn’t like to say “day offs” lol

I imagine Eddie blushing when he sees Frank in that prince outfit lol

“The script called for it” lmao

Mrs. Beagle mentioned awww

HOWDY BLASTING BARNABY WITH HIS WAND IS SO FUNNY LMAO

Top 10 manga battles

Barnaby’s expression when he got blasted reminds me of the Yu-Gi-Oh! Kaiba defeat meme

Howdy’s gasp is so hilarious lol

Omg Wally was hit with Howdy’s sleep spell too

BARNABY’S FACE IN THAT WANTED POSTER LOL

Ok there was no distortion in the ending…That’s good lol

I love the story it’s pretty funny lol

The next one is “The Julie Guide to Being Joyful”

Oh there was distortion in the beginning

I just realized that Julie says “a whole clock spin” instead of “a whole day…Is a whole clock spin equivalent to one whole day?

Sally called Julie “Julentine” awww

I love Julie’s voice impressions of all the neighbors lol

Omg the audio distorted and went back to normal later on

WHAT IS THIS THERE IS BLACK INK STUFF ON THE PAINTING WHAT

The audio distorted when Julie said “Joyful Blossoms”

That’s a goofy-looking but cute dog toy lol

I checked the Guestbook again and it seems like Eddie’s normal sprite is there…I think it was a mistake lol

I JUST REALIZED THAT WALLY IS GONE IN THE GUESTBOOK TOO WHAT

Ok I think that’s everything in the main website for now…Let’s check the secret website lol

Ok it seems the new ones are “April 12, 2025”, “Joy”, and “Toy Box”

The journal entry tho…I’m scared…

Also the Joy soda…

For some reason, I can’t see the image in Toy Box so I’ll try to brighten it…

Ok I can’t see it for some reason so I’m just going to cheat and go to Tumblr and Reddit…

I also heard that there is a secret Wally audio, but I’ll find it soon

Ok the first one I found has “/ringring” at the end of the link for the main website

The distortion in the beginning is actually kinda scaring me…

Wally sounds a bit angry…I’m scared…

I think he’s tweaking a bit…

Home…

I’m worried about Wally…Is he ok?

Next is “/revengemessagebeware” at the end of the link for the main website

THE DISTORTION SCARED ME WHAT THE

So we’re looking at the sky now…And it’s a live-action sky…

And the people talking are Julie and Frank…

Omg the video cuts to green plants…

The video then cuts to a bud? It kinda looks like a cactus lol

The video then cuts to another random plant again…

The video then cuts to a weird looking flower…

I don’t know what that flower is but it looks weird…

There’s distortion again at the end…

Next is “/innocenceconstancyaspell” at the end of the link for the main website

There’s distortion at the beginning again…

The people talking are Julie and Frank again…

So we’re looking at some flowers…

Now the video cuts to another plant…

Now the video cuts to that weird-looking flower again…

Now the video cuts to leaves from a tree…

Now the video cuts to a weird-looking bud…Is it from that same weird flower or a different one?

Now the video cuts to the sky again…

Julie stopped talking that even Frank is noticing it a bit…

Now it cuts to a green bush? Another plant?

Now it cuts to the weird-looking flower again…

There’s a shadow looming over the weird flower and there’s distortion again at the end…

Next is “/regardforgetfulnesssilence” at the end of the link for the main website

There’s distortion at the beginning as usual…

The person talking is only Julie this time…

So we’re looking at that weird flower again…

Now it cuts to sunlight shining through the leaves of a tree…

OMG JULIE PUPPET HAND REVEAL

Now we cut to the sky again…

Now we cut to plants covered by a shadow? I don’t know what to describe it…

Now we cut to the weird flower again…

Now we cut to plants showing a small mountain?

SHE NEVER EVEN MENTIONED EDDIE??? WHAT???

Julie and Frank lore??? She’s talking about how they met…

Now we cut to another plant…

Julie starts speaking in a normal voice…It’s not her usual happy tone…

Now we cut to flowers…

Now Julie is back to speaking in her usual happy tone…

Now we cut to that weird flower again…

OMG WALLY’S VOICE AT THE END OF THE VIDEO???

Next is “/temptationdreamshope” at the end of the link for the main website

There’s distortion at the beginning as usual…

Now we cut to sunlight shining through the trees…

There’s a voice but it sounds unfamiliar…It is not one of the neighbors or one of the side characters we met before…

We cut to the weird flower and hear Julie’s voice again…

We cut back to sunlight shining through the trees again and hear that unfamiliar voice again…

We cut back to the weird flower and hear Julie’s voice again…

We cut to some flowers…

We cut to another bunch of flowers…

So the play Julie and the others did was “Sweet Briar” which is from one of the storybooks earlier…

We cut to sunlight and heard that unfamiliar voice again…

Now we cut back to the same bunch of flowers and hear Julie’s voice again…

Now we cut to the sky again…

We cut to sunlight and heard that unfamiliar voice again…

Now we cut to plants covered by a shadow again and hear Julie’s voice again…

We cut to sunlight and heard that unfamiliar voice again…

Now we cut to plants showing a small mountain and hear Julie’s voice again…

We heard that unfamiliar voice again and cut to sunlight…

We cut back to the weird flower and hear Julie’s voice again…

We heard that unfamiliar voice and cut to sunlight…But the voice seems like it’s panicking…

We cut back to the weird flower and hear Julie’s voice again…Julie seems aware of the voice…

Julie’s voice sounds soft and defeated…Poor Julie…

We hear that unfamiliar voice for the last time and the video distorts until the end…

I feel like the voice is Julie’s voice actress, and Julie is hearing her in her head…

Next is “/tearsremembranceinstability” at the end of the link for the main website

There’s distortion at the beginning as usual…

We cut to the sky again…

It is Julie’s voice again…But she is with Frank this time…

Now we cut to some plants…

Now we cut to plants covered by a shadow again…

Now we cut to the weird flower again…

Now we hear the unfamiliar voice again…

I’m just going to call it Weird Voice lol

Now Weird Voice is apologizing and crying…

We cut to the sunlight shining through the trees again…

Now Weird Voice sounds distorted and crying and shouting…

Now we cut to plants showing a small mountain and hear Frank looking for Julie in the distance…

“Julie? Are you alright?” Awww Frank…

Now we cut to the weird flower and hear Julie’s voice again…

Now we hear Weird Voice shouting and crying as it slowly fades into the sunlight…

Now we cut back to the weird flower-OMG IT’S THE DOG TOY BUT IT’S 2D ANIMATED

OMG THE DOG TOY JUST LOOKED AT ME WTF

I feel bad for Frank…They notice that there is something wrong with their husband, and now their best friend, and even asked them if they’re ok…

I feel bad for Julie too…

Next is “/revengeinnocenceregardtemptationtears” at the end of the link for the main website

AND OH MY GOD IT’S A PICTURE OF FRANK

THEY LOOK SO SCARED AND WORRIED OMG

Ok as for the Toy Box in the secret website, someone on Reddit said it was a box, which was assumed to be packaging for the dog toy, and it says “GLE”

Also what was the deal with this dog toy???

I can’t believe I spent two days on this website lol

My hands are kinda tired from typing lol

Also let me know if I miss anything

[booliuu]

What if like Helen with an s/o that was bullies for having like a masculine upbringing or like a male name, kinda like his situation but with the opposite gender

Idrk, it might be too confusing soz

ohh interesting! i hope what i wrote is what your looking for anon :]]

ꪆৎ 𝙰/𝙽 : HEEEYYY IM BACK FROM THE DEAD! oh my gosh.. how long has it beeen since i last posted lol. literally last month or smth im so sorry guys 😭😭. college and life has been really hectic so im sorry for no posting in such a long time . my inbox is still open , its just going to take a while for answer them . sorry guys :( . It’s a little rushed so sorry about that. I’m so tired from work bro

my inbox is open for asks & requests!! if you like my content don’t forget to like , comment , & reblog. enjoy reading! ❤️

— edit: this is not pre read so i apologize if there is any grammar or spelling mistakes!^^

🩸. . . in my opinion, i think he’s in a bit of a state of shock and experiencing mix emotions because there is someone in the same ��place” as he is. ( ik that’s a bit of a stretch since he doesn’t necessarily feel emotion like we do 😬 but lemme cook-)

🩸. . . what i’m saying is that, he doesn’t feel as lonely as before. lowkey kind of envy’s you a liiittle bit because you have something that he wants. if that makes sense…

🩸. . . since he has a shy aloof nature to him, it will would be awhile for him to start hanging out with you. (even start talking to you to be completely honest with you anon.)

🩸. . . this is off topic but i just want add this here. .

🩸. . . the reason why he is so reserved is because not only his parents didn’t really have the greatest communication style per say …

🩸. . . they sheltered him a lot in his youth. so majority of time he’s only talking to his parents. if he questions about this “rule” they always brush it off with some bs excuses like , “oh i’m just protective” or even teaching him stranger danger.

🩸. . . but in reality, his parents ..mostly his mom 💀 his dad was barely in the picture..

🩸. . . still had the mindset of having a boy instead of a girl, so they all keep him out of society because they think people will “change” him from the way they think is right. of course their actions has consequences. .

🩸. . . his mom is a delusional mess to be frank. a fucking psycho tbh . if she see him talking to someone she deems “ suspicious” or “ no worthy as a friend” . then she’ll immediately pull him as side and will him tell not so nice things about the friend and quite frankly make him stop talking to them. yeaaa she’s not a great person as you can tell…

🩸. . . anyways! once after all his shyness rolls off. he start to approach you and make really awkward small talk. before getting awkward and running away just watching you from a distance.

🩸. . . slowly but surely he will come out of his bubble and gradually start talking to you. if you sense a bit of a invisible wall or there’s something in the air that you can’t put your mind around.. that’s because he is debating if he deems you trustworthy to be talking to you. ( BLAME HIS MOM-)

🩸. . . he doesn’t talking about his home life at all but if you start talking about what your going through . spilling all of your feelings out of your chest..

🩸. . . his reaction would be at first, he stares at you blankly . debating what he should do at the moment, all he can think about is your just like him in a way. .

🩸. . . his mind is racing. all he think about is how should he comfort you. he has a very hard time understanding human emotions . so best bet he’s not going to talk for a while.

🩸. . . with the state you guys are in, you start to feel embarrassed almost ashamed for telling your story. you mumbled a apologized , before getting up from your spot . suddenly you were tugged back to your seat.

🩸. . . you stare at him in shocked. you known him for a long time and you never see him in a .. how should i put this.. in a vulnerable state before. you’re so used to his cold distant nature that it took you a second to perceive everything.

🩸. . . after a few strained seconds , he opened his mouth just to utter the words to your surprise,“ i understand..” your eyes widened even more, his deep blue eyes looked away gathering his thoughts before continuing. he closed his eyes and mumbled“ your not alone …” . you stare at him in shocked before giving him a hug and slowly he returned the hug as well..

🩸. . . after that, let’s just say you guys friendship has greatly improved. and he’s willing to comfort you the best way he possibly can. he’s not the best at it but he’s trying.

ꪆৎ 𝙰/𝙽 : not going to lie , i really like this concept. had a bit of fun with it! thx for the ask anon 🫶🏻. working on the rest of the marble hornets headcanons i promised to write just an fyi!!

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[vshiftsss]

asks for saia's ask game!!

⊹ 🔮 PROPHECY — ✶ do you have a special role or purpose in your dr world?

⊹ 🛍️ TREAT YOURSELF — ✶ what’s the coolest thing you own in your dr that you don’t have in your cr?

⊹ 💔 GHOST OF THE PAST — ✶ have you experienced loss or heartbreak in your dr?

⊹ 💭 UNWRITTEN PAGES — ✶ if your dr had a book, what is a chapter title that describes your journey?

SMALL TOWN DR Q&A 2 - (ASK GAME)

woo! row's back again! thank you for the ask fren <3

🔮 - PROPHECY...

i wouldn't say i have a special role, per se, but everyone knows me as either the librarian or the substitute teacher in our town. eventually, once i start helping simon with the case he keeps coming back to the library for, the town starts to see me in a different light. so i'm not sure if i have a special role or purpose, but i try my best to help as much as i can!

🛍️ - TREAT YOURSELF...

the coolest thing i own is definitely the family piano. it's been passed down from generation to generation, and in our town, it was initially used by my great grandmother who was a famous musician in her time. she collaborated with many legends, and we even have some signatures on the lid! some of the keys still have faded labels on them from when i was learning how to play. as for the piano itself, it is a beautiful chestnut color with a glossy finish. very pretty! i play it often, and simon tries his best occasionally.

💔 - GHOST OF THE PAST...

the first thing that comes to mind is when my mom first told me she was leaving to live in another state. there was a hospital offering her a higher position than the one she had in our town, so she took that opportunity immediately. however, she told me (i was 19 around this time; just got my job at the library and i was enrolled in community college) that i would need to take care of the house and my sister. of course, she would send financial support, but i couldn't handle the fact that my mom, the sole figure i looked to for guidance and comfort, was leaving. in such a short time, as well.

after she left, the house didn't feel the same. aviva (my sister) seemed as if she was mostly fine, but she could tell i was feeling the pressure from the sudden shift in authority. but, we worked around it, and now we're closer than ever. now that i'm financially stable on my own, my relationship with my mom has weakened, mainly because she's so busy and, frankly, doesn't try to reach out as much as she claims. but we move!

💭 - UNWRITTEN PAGES...

holy shit. a chapter title? you would think i could come up with those, but if i'm being frank...i haven't titled a chapter since i was in fifth grade. erm. awkward! i can try though.

i think mine would be, "she's trying. she's succeeding. and finally, she's opening her eyes."

this dr is just a fun small town, but it's also a place where everyone already knows you. whether it's as the librarian that's all easy smiles and playful banter, or as the oldest sister of two who tries too hard just for no one to see her. when you get a new chance to prove yourself as someone who is worthy of being proud of, you take it. and that opportunity is simon asking me to help with his case.

i learn a lot of things, i make mistakes, but most of all, people see me. people see the woman i can be and what i can do for others. i finally feel as if i made an impact, and that i did something that benefits everyone. even if my mom doesn't see me, other people do. simon does. my friends do. aviva does. and at the end of my journey, i finally notice that. shit like that changes mindset, and it will in my dr!

whoops, got a little deep there...lol! my bad.

END OF POST - HAPPY SHIFTING!

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tags...@visualcve @julianasversee @miaojune @avelineshifts

ask game :)

[windmilltothestars]

I love the M*A*S*H episodes where Hawkeye doesn't have much of his own storyline, so his role in the episodes is just to do something goofy in the background and show up to support other characters in their struggles and storylines. Take "Stars and Stripes". Hawkeye's only plot in that episode is that he's bored and no one will hang out with him; he spends most of it in the Officer's Club trying to get people to play Scrabble with him. And yet his scenes where he supports, advises and commiserates with Margaret about her failing relationship with Scully just because she crosses his path are wonderfully sweet and moving! Or "The Young and the Restless." Hawkeye's only plot is that he's really tired and circumstances will not let him get any sleep. And yet still riding on acute sleep deprivation he manages to - a) with BJ's help, convince/strong-arm Potter into resting and not aggravating his injury, b) in the OR, he goes seamlessly from supporting young Simmons in standing up to and undermining Charles's bullying/condescension to playing along gamely with Klinger's scheme-of-the-week in pretending he thinks he's in Toledo, c) go on to help take care of Charles when he gets drunk and depressed about the Simmons situation.

In "Showtime" he sort of has a plot about being on the receiving end of Frank's pranking, but his biggest scenes in the episode are when he supports and comforts Mulcahy when he's struggling with not knowing how much good he's doing, supports Trapper when he's struggling with a declining patient, and commiserates with and advises Henry when he's depressed about missing the birth of his son.

In the first "Mail Call" he laughs about the overlarge cardigan he got in the mail from his sister and sets up the "Pioneer Aviation" prank on Frank, but he doesn't have his own plot of struggling with something he got in the mail. Instead, he goes straight from advising and then showing pride in Radar about being honest with his pen pal to desperately trying to stop a drunk and depressed Trapper from deserting and getting shot or arrested over an impulse decision. And later in "Mail Call Three" he has one goofy little plotline about getting salacious love letters that were addressed to a different Benjamin Pierce, but spends the better part of the episode trying to convince BJ that Peg's news from home isn't terrible; and after failing that and simply putting a drunken BJ to bed, goes straight on to offering Radar heartfelt and personal advice about giving his mom's boyfriend a chance.

And there are probably more examples, but these are just the ones I was thinking about. Anyway, the point is that for all Hawkeye is the main character and he has a number of excellent plotlines of his own (and frankly a few that are not-so-excellent XD), he still shines as a great friend and a lovable character even when he's playing a supporting role in a story that isn't about him!!

[hazelcephalopod]

While the scene with Wolf confronting his mom/boss in episode hits hard and I while I can understand her -but geez fuck even good intentions can still do a helluva lot of damage. I gotta saw I wanted to shake her. People are weird and complex and illogical, sure. But also. Ma’am. You are a doctor! You’re son was -and is- frankly weird and impulsive, sending the first boy you saw him kiss away bc you fear STIs around that time period. Man was that a bad call. For me it just highlights how the taboo around these subjects can just hurt people. (And they really balanced the a plot with that really well). Frankly my first thought was “lady you are lucky he did not freak out and start doing risky sex stuff with that.” I have much more to say. I need to rant so here we go— (This is going to be messy, and also I’m mentioning AIDS here a lot bc it was specifically brought up in the episode)

The better call would have been sitting down and having a frank discussion about sexual safety and such -with both of them actually. It’s much better to deal with the discomfort and know what’s happening then just try to ignore it. Like again. For the period what she actually did is accurate, but imho I’m going to still be highly critical of it. Bc their were people doing better.

Tbh I’m curious how involved she was with treating patients with AIDS Bc it would give me a better gauge. Familiar enough to be terrified of it could mean a lot, I think she’s an epidemiologist so disease specialist tho. Though perhaps not that one specifically. Regardless I imagine she could have been more than little familiar. Which if so I’m more critical of. Bc is so she had the opportunity to learn more and didnt. Bc then id want to demand why she didn’t understanding how important honest sex education is!?

I can not get over how much she dropped the ball. You chose ignoring the problem because you were afraid of the disease. From one of the most maliciously ignored problems in recent epidemic history! The irony! The negligence! Making your son more vulnerable by the implied rejection and loss! Refusing to do anything actually helpful like talk about it! She lucked the fuck out tbh.

[salmonisneverbored]

~ request rules ~

requests: Open!!

rules and restrictions!!⚠️‼️

-no x female readers, they have enough they don’t need more lmao(/j)

-No minor x adult it’s icky/gen

-if I don’t list a character I probably don’t right for it

-no nsfw, I’m not confident enough in my skills to write it sorry!!

-constructive criticism is welcome but no hate comments please!!

-I do right for platonic stuff like friends (characters + reader) or family (dad/mom character + son reader and vice versa)

-most if not all female characters I write for will be platonic I apologize if that’s not what you wanted

fandoms and characters!!✨💫

Hazbin hotel:

Alastor

Lucifer

Husk

Angel Dust

sir pentious

helluva boss:

blitzø

Moxxie

Stolas

striker

Fizz

Ramshackle:

stone

skipp

and maybe pebble

TADC:

Jax

kinger

zooble

caine

welcome home!!:

wally darling

Frank frankly

eddie dear

howdy piller

barnaby

Most Fnaf (movie and games) characters

All Sander sides characters

(more to be added later)

[w1yre]

okay part one!!!!!!!!!!!!

so i tried to stick to a color palette idk if it worked out in my favor but whatever

anyways i’m gonna yap about them

so salutations (sal) pillar was raised by howdy pillar!! he is also a gay demiromantic!!!! yay!!!! and he’s in a relationship with wally jr :3 he’s a lot like howdy, he’s very proud of his shop and he’s knows how to get things done! however he’s also very relaxed and mellow compared to howdy

bradley beagle was raised by mazie moth and barnaby beagle!!! a little fankid!!! huzzah huzzah :3 he’s a genderfluid (mostly presents masc) pansexual. he’s very goofy and silly like his dad but he can get bitchy and pouty when he doesn’t get his way like his mom

wally jr was raised by wally and home :3 he is trans ftm and bisexual, and in a relationship with sal pillar! he loves to sculpt and he is more hands-on with art compared to his dad, wally, but he can also paint and draw! like his dad, he wants to know more about the world, but he’s a lot shyer compared to his dad

freddie frankly-dear was raised by eddie and frank!!! he is nonbinary and polysexual :) like eddie, he’s very sweet and gentle and always willing to help out if needed, but like frank, he’s got a fiery temper and he gets PISSED if you disrespect or bother him too much. (this doesn’t go for children he loves taking care of kids)

[lexisnotasimp]

Welcome home movie idea!

Note: It would be placed in 2010

Main Character: Blaye dills. She is a 10 year old girl with brown hair and blue eyes.

Blaye just moved into a neighborhood in Texas.

She is lonely since all the people living there are older people. Blaye's parents moved in because it was cheap, which is suspicious to Blaye. As Blaye unpacks her stuff into her room, she sees a dresser with an old tv on it. She thought, "Maybe the last people gave it as a gift for us.. Or mom and dad bought it, and I didn't know...." Then she looked through the drawers and found some cassettes that say: "Welcome Home" on it. Blaye was confused, so she put the cassettes on her bed.

Time skip a day later:

Blaye was just chilling and decided to search up the show that was labeled on the cassettes. She found a website all about it. She was amused and decided to look through it.

She looked at it for a while and then decided the next day while her parents were gone, she would look at it.

Time skip another day later:

Blaye's parents left her home alone for the whole 24 hours since it was a safe neighborhood, and they were going to a one day hotel stay. Blaye was watching tv, eating, and doing normal stuff. Then she decided to watch the cassettes. She put the cassettes in the player on the old tv. She saw the show introducing the main characters in the theme song. Wally Darling, Howdy Pillar, Eddie Dear, Poppy Partridge, Sally Starlight, Barnaby B. Beagle, Frank Frankly, Julie Joyful, and home. The whole episode had parts with the characters (like crafts with Eddie, shows with Sally, Ect.). Blaye was so intrigued, so she watched more. Then she got a text from her mom saying, "Me and your dad are staying a second day hun. Please be safe." Blaye then sighed, It was obvious her parents didn't care for her that much. So she kept watching the episodes. The weird part is that every episode it gets more fuzzy. Blaye just brushed it off, though, because she was certain it's because they are just old.

1 hour time skip:

Blaye went into the basement to get paint to pant a drawing. And then she saw something weird. It was the real puppet of the Mailman from Welcome Home: Eddie Dear. Blaye saw that it had dirt all over it and looked old. She then picked it up, and Eddie Dear stared at her as he said, "Stop playing the tapes...". Blaye was shocked, so she threw it on the ground in fear. Blaye then brushed it off as a hallucination.

1 day time skip:

It was 11:00 pm and the next day her parents were coming back. She kept watching the tapes and she saw one that was named "Homeworming". Blaye turned it on. She watched the whole 22 minutes (insert her watching the awayfrompryingeyes.net video). She was so scared at the part where Eddie was in fear that she turned it off. Blaye then heard talking outside. She walked outside and saw that she was in the Welcome Home neighborhood. She knew she was not sleeping because it hurt when she pinched herself. Then Eddie Dear the mailman grabbed her and went into her house with her. He then said, "I told you not to watch anymore of the tapes!!! It's dangerous.. Stay in your house with me.." Blaye was in fear and started crying. Eddie hugged her. "As long as Wally ain't here, we will be fine.." Wally then comes in.. "Hello, Neighbors.. It's nice to meet this new face.." Wally says,"Go away!" Eddie says in anger

Wally then snaps his finger, and they appear in a dark room.

"No! No!" Eddie screams. Blaye then curls up in fear. The room goes dark, and Eddie screams in pain... The room lights turn back on, and Eddie's legs are missing... Blaye screams in shock. "I'm okay, kiddo... I'm just a puppet. A sentient one.." Blaye sighs and keeps crying. Eddie pats her head. "It will be okay, kid.. I hope.." Eddie says. Then Wally comes in with a knife. Eddie stands in front of Blaye. "MAKE A RUN FOR IT!!!!!" Eddie says as Blaye then runs out, and Wally chases her. "Get back, neighbor!!!" Wally says manically. Blaye then runs into her house, and just before Wally can kill her, she turns off the tape, and then Wally dissolves into nothingness. Blaye looks out her window and sighs in relief when she sees her normal neighborhood out the window. Blaye immediately hides the tapes back in the drawer. She then rushes to the basement and sees the Eddie Dear puppet.

"Keep me in a box in your closet, and when you ever want to watch those tapes again, please tell me first!!! I can tell you how to watch them without getting transported to Home.." Eddie says in a calm but firm tone.

"You're actually alive!!!" Blaye says.

"I've always been.. When you saw me get hurt, that was a hallucination.. But home is a real place.. you were transported to another world.." Eddie says.

Blaye then puts him in a box and takes him to her room.

"Untill your parents come back just keep me on the bed so I can protect you if Wally somehow gets out..." Eddie says looking at her.

A day later:

Blaye's parents come back and Blaye hugs them but her parents obviously don't care about her. Blaye goes back to her room, sighing. She puts the puppet of Eddie Dear in the box and puts him in the closet.

The end.

[nikkiiiscute]

Poppy Partridge Character Analysis !TW! Mental Health

I'll start posting again if that exam i gonna answer is over, Okay moping over a 3 day long exam outta the way, Let's go into mom's- I MEAN Poppy's analysis!

Neglected in the Art Department :< - She and howdy pillar got less art than everyone along with The Alegre / Joyful siblings and Ms. Benedict / Beagle. The lowest got 2, TWO!!! pictures made of them, Unfair! >:<

She's a Baker - Remember when I said I made a "Job Theory"? Well let's swing back to it! Poppy is the resident Baker, but it's more likely she is representative / a stand in for a "Senior Citizen" in the Show, considering everyone helps her around her house / bakery, I think she's one of or THE tallest and oldest neighbor, which I headcanon her to be somewhere around 6'3 - 6'5 and 32 -36.

HOLD THE PHONE!!! - Wait, Did I notice that... POPPY IS ONE OF THE FIRST PEOPLE THAT FRANK SMILED WITH?!?!?! I know it's a bit of a stretch, But If you search through every single artwork you can find the eddie and POPPY are the first people that frank is shown smiling with. It makes sense with eddie but why poppy? Ain't julie their bestie???

Possible Agoraphobia??? - Let's go in Mental Health analysis!! Poppy may have Agoraphobia, if her general Worry and Fear is the reason she never leaves her Barn, Then that explains why she stays at home most of the time. Similarly with why she doesn't use her own cooking appliances in overthinking that someone's gonna get hurt and that makes her trustworthy through this ARG.

Aside Time!!!! - Poppy's Professional Relationship is with Howdy Pillar, who personally delivers all her groceries, but her Personal Relations are with both Wally Darling and Frank Frankly: Poppy is shown hugging Wally, and holding onto Frank's arm when standing. The assisted standing with Frank also adds to the possibility that Poppy is Convalescent, Meaning she may be recovering from an unknown illness causing her needing support.

Was an effeminate boy? - Y'all already know that Poppy is a Trans woman. But we can see that she was a girl but I like to believe that she was an effeminate boy that loved "girly" things so ofc she would be bullied for it, But what made her successfully become a woman was her best friend, Sally / Byeol Cheoleom. Sally encouraged her all the way while poppy was transitioning and Poppy made it.

Ethnicity Analysis Time!!! - I believe that Poppy is a Mestiza, a mestiza is a woman of mixed European and indigenous non-European ancestry in the former Spanish Empire. In certain regions such as Latin America, it may also refer to people who are culturally European even though their ancestors are indigenous. Plus, I think she's a red legged partridge that is NATIVE TO SPAIN.

Poppy's Story - Paulo "Pauly" Perdiz was born in 1937 half British Half Spanish. He was bullied for being a "Pansy" but he met friends and knew he wasn't alone, In highschool in the early 50s Paulo became Poppy as she thought the name was pretty and completed transitioning into a girl. One day she found out that Howard (Analysis on him later) became a Bodeguero and promoted to Owner, So Poppy worked there as the Pilar's Bodega baker. She got isekai'd in WH and then it was too late, She totally got killed *sobs in rushed*

Aight we done here, I need to draw. I haven't been drawing for a while lmao

[trashiiking]

So! I was inspired after seeing this one artist’s interpretation of Frank’s parents on tiktok and other places (also partly inspired to make his dad after seeing that one person give Wally a dad) and while it’s funny how some will make his dad look straight up like Mr Robinson from TAWOG I thought

What if? What if his dad looks exactly like him but is the complete opposite personality wise? Therefore I bring you Frank Frankly Sr! An entomologist professor who’s design is meant to evoke a monarch butterfly look? When I’m not lazy I’ll design his mom who I like to think is the same as Frank in personality but is all bright and colorful looking

[dangermousie]

What the hell, broccoli? You have met the guy for a total of literally three seconds where he said hi and walked off and have also observed him goofing at a date with ZY for an additional minute a week before. That's a...unique ability to form any sort of opinion about a person from that amount of interaction.

Any time anyone starts a convo by saying "pardon my frankness" type of intro, nothing good can come. But seriously, wtf! YOU DON'T KNOW HIM, THIS IS INSANE! She's never gonna bang your broccoli self, give up.

She is so much more polite because if anyone who wasn't my BFF of 10 years had the presumption of saying they know better than me who is suitable for me - good god. That would come better even from her mother who is, at least, her actual mother!

I literally started clapping. The thing is, LX may not be everyone's cup of tea (frankly, wouldn't date him myself, would brain him within an hour) but ZY clearly knows him inside out and sees him clearly and likes what she knows and sees - she is not some Victorian ideal wanting to change him into a better man for love - she likes him just fine the way he is and that is why that relationship can succeed. Going into any relationship, friendly, working or romantic, hoping to change the other person, is futile. But if you know what you are getting and like it, then there is every chance. Broccoli, like her mom, can't really see ZY for the grown up she is, who may make choices they disagree with or wouldn't themselves, and who has different tastes than they do. Broccoli's whole basic assumption is that she's fallen for Li Xun being attractive or w/e and has overlooked his personality and/or hopes to change it, he genuinely cannot get that ZY he knows, the good girl, can genuinely like the personality of a feral cat x human hedgehog crossbreed. But she does and honestly, she's allowed to and it is only her business. The only time people should intervene in a relationship is if the other person is abusive or an addict or some other similarly terrible stuff. Otherwise, butt out. Even if she were a misguided naif falling for an immature domineering jerk, guess what - her business and college is the perfect time to make those mistakes.

AAAAA! How is he so annoying? What kind of an answer is that? 50% is a failing grade for a reason! How can you make any relationship judgment when you don't know one half of said relationship aaaaaa!

That was GLORIOUS!!!! And she does not consciously realize it, but an epic slam of her own mom who she equates this dude to. (Broccoli is another one of those born on third base thinks he hit a triple people. Her mom, broccoli and ZY all come from privilege but honestly only ZY is cognizant of the same.)

Broccoli winding down the convo with "I hope you are right" made me want to stab him with a fork because that is so what people say when they mean "you are WRONG but I am too mature to continue and I am making that clear."

[linnorabeifong]

I’m thinking about Linzolt, I’m thinking about Mako, I’m thinking about the hilarious fic of Mako walking in on Linzolt. But in general what would his thoughts and feelings on them be?? Or would Lin just totally keep it a secret

Thank you ! Glad you found it funny. I giggled a lot writing it !

Lin would totally keep it a secret but well... cats don't like being in bags. I could totally see Mako finding out either through coincidence as in the fic or through his detective skills. Honestly, I'm open to many different interpretations of all the characters. I could see it going a few ways.

Mako is a complex guy and he has a past with both of these people. When he was a kid on the streets Lin was the embodiment of everything he hated. She was a wealthy, terrifying authority figure but he also probably respected her abilities. When he first met her there was tension he probably dismissed her as well frankly a bitch... a bitch that could kick ass but still a bitch. Lin to be frank probably knew of his checkered past and so while she can be empathetic I don't really think she was giving him the benefit of the doubt.

They both earned respect and admiration for each other throughout the events of season one. I think watching her search tirelessly for her men and hearing about Lin sacrificing herself for Tenzin's family as well as being broken out of jail by her really cemented a strong admiration for her. He sees her as someone selfless and competent. Lin for her part is forced by circumstance to cooperate with and tentatively trust this kid. It's not really stated how Lin escaped the equalists or if she was freed but I like the idea of her escaping on her own but being too injured to find the others. Mako is the one to find her and help her. He respects her when she is at her most vulnerable. This strengthens their bond.

She recognizes his abilities and offers him a job. Over years of working together they grow close. He truly sees her as a mother figure. He's probably accidentally called her mom a few times.

Zolt is a man he detests. At one point he respected him but older Mako is disillusioned he know he was exploited by the triple threats. Zolt reminds him of his terrible childhood and pisses him off endlessly.

Seeing them together has him in a rage. He is confused. Lin has always been a woman of integrity at all costs so her sleeping with Zolt of all people is a slap in the face. A betrayal. Also Mako sees her as his mother. No one wants to know about their mother's sex life let alone see them in that situation. Also Mako distrusts Zolt. He definitely believes Zolt is using Lin. Mako has seen the violence Zolt is capable of. He fears Lin being abused and wants to protect her.

In short his reaction is to murder Zolt on sight.

Long term he may get used to it but is still suspicious of Zolt. He's seen domestic abuse cases so he is furiously searching for signs whenever he sees the chief even though his fears are never founded he is still pissed and confused.

Why would they do this ?

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Also Mako is clutching his pearls like a grandmother.

Also here's the fic for anyone who wants it

This post got a lot longer than I intended. Thank you for the ask !