#HIII CASSIE

[spoopy-arcade]

Roxy was always in a happy mood when Cassie visits her..

[jewishcissiekj]

I think Cassie's middle name was only ever used once; in titans/young justice graduation day #1, it's in their introduction box for them !!

Wait yeah you’re righttt

It was written by Judd Winnick also so that makes sense. That man’s writing and thinking process should be studied thoroughly.

[silverpolish]

i like u a lot btw

omg that’s so crazy bc i like U a lot!!!

[lynaferns]

FNAF Steampunk AU

That I never finished because I couldn't figure out what was going to be the story and character dynamics, and the role of each character, and yeah… I also spend many days writing, rewriting and changing thing, I didn't even get to finish the first draft and I got artblock.

I think my problem in the first place was that I wanted to make this AU stick to canon. A mistake, I know lmao. Later I thought of just making up most of the things but having to rewrite what I had already done dismotivated me.

So I thought of at least showing this character height chart I made a year ago. And maybe, idk, some of the wips that I never finished.

Maybe some notes and interactions I wrote under a cut.

If you ever want to ask me about what I had planned for this AU go ahead! Some main things about this story are:

All of the events of the story happens in a week (or so).

Gregory acts a little more scared than what is shown in the game.

DCAs arms can stretch up to 100 ft (30 m). He bends them to write or make shapes in the air.

Sun has some nowlege in animatronic repairs and maintenance due to being abandonent, having to repair himself.

Vanessa/Vanny have a biger role than in the game.

Burntrap also apeared more.

All animatronics are equiped with dart guns (for safety!). There are some places that require to leave the dart guns behind to continu.

Pizza is scuare (this is not important, I just felt like adding it).

Also, first idea and some doodles.

Edit: Now Cassie is in the AU

Gregory gets to escape to the locker rooms leaving Chica behind him. While searching for an exit Gregory gets surprised by Sun who was searching for him, and out of fright takes out the camera and flashes his bad eye damaging him for a few seconds.

Sun- "you were carring an object capable of blinding animatronics with you and you didn't use it against Chica to escape?!"

Gregory- "I didn't remember! I was more focused on running than taking a camera out of my pocket!"

Sun-pointing at himself with his hands- "And you had to remember when you saw ME?!"

Monty grabs Moon by the neck and throws him like a stick doing a spinning motion on the air, Roxy chases after him. She comes back carrying Moon with her mouth.

Freddy has an existential crisis by seeing endos. Moon is there awkwardly watching him. He gives him a pat on the back.

The auxiliary arm of the protective cylinder is broken, Gregory has to repair Sun manually. Trying to put his face plate back the nose falls off and Gregory nervously catches it juggling. They look between each others and the nose.

Sun-"..." "Gregory"

Gregory-"..."

Sun-"come on, say it"

Gregory-"..." "Got your nose~"

Vanessa is explaining something to the group. Moon is behind her copying her movements. The others are trying not to laugh. She notices and throws a flashlight at Moon.

They divide in groups. Moon gets on Monty's backs like a gremlin.

Moon-"go gator boy"

Monty-"I hate you"

One last, this is a whole scene that needs a bit of context. The current team members are Gregory, Freddy, Sun/Moon. They have figured out that the safe mode prevents animatronics from acting weird/hostile (found out the hard way in an encounter with moon and a fuse box). Though Moon seems not to attack Gregory anymore they wanted to test it with the rest of the band and found Chica, some things happened, they left her in her room in sleep mode and went to roxy raceway. This begins when they head to the west arcade to repair the service bot's head and on their way they encounter Chica out of the sleep mode but more normal.

(Forgive my poor writing, this was more of a script)

The four of them stare at each other until one decides to react.

Sun–”HELLLLO” Chica– holding her left arm–”A- Hiii, umm” Freddy– “He-hello Chica! What got you here??” Chica– “I-uh…patrol? I- think?? There… There is a child lost in the pizzaplex and we were, like- told to go find him, remember?” “Actually, wait, why are you out of your room? I thought maintenance put you on lock down- And what is the Daycare attendant doing out of the Daycare? it’s not the end of the hour yet- Oh!”–she just saw Gregory behind Freedys legs–”hey! you got the kid-”–flashback of the garbage compactor–”GET HIM”–she points at him with a dart gun– Sun–gets in the way–”WOAH WOAH WOW easy there!” Freddy–”Chica- wait! It’s ok he’s with us” Chica–”T-that-that kid is a menace! He- we should-HAVE to take him to the officer Vanessa–” Gregory–*gasp * Freddy & Sun– “NO!” Chica–”????wha-?

Freddy– “We must not take him to her.” Chica- “You guys kidding?” “These are literal-plain-instructions that you are- just-” “That kid threw me through the garbage compactor!” Gregory–”You tried to kill me!” Chica–”what?! No! I couldn’t do that, that’s against my programming!” Sun–”Uuumm, about that miss-” Chica–”YOU”–points at Sun with the gun– Sun–”?!” Chica–”You were there too!” “You have been with this kid all this time!” Sun–hands up-”Iwastryingtostophim” Freddy–”Chica, calm down, I know what this looks like but-” Sun–”OHMYGOSHWAITGUYS, she’s not hostile!” Chica–”wha-?” Freddy–”what…?” Gregory–”what??” “She’s literally pointing at us with a gun” Sun–standing next to Chica, pointing at her while looking at Freddy and Gregory–”I just noticed! her behavior changed-!” Chica–redirects the gun to re-target him–”you’re getting too close” Sun–ignores that–”She’s back to normal! That means the safe mode worked, we can use this!”

Chica–”What are you talking about?” Freddy–”You’re right! That’s a relief” “right Gregory?” Gregory–”...Yyyyyeah? I guess, yeah” Chica–”seriously, what do you all mean?” Freddy–”Well, It’s a little long story-” Sun–”And we will explain it to you!” “BUT not now, we are in a rush!” “To repair this bot-head so Gregory can ride the racecar” Chica–”...” “‘you serious?” Sun–”yep!” “Say, Gregory! You still want to ride?” Gregory–”uh-yeah” Sun–”Then let’s go!” “TO THE WEST ARCADE!”–grabs Freddy and Gregory and takes them there–”You can come if you want~!” Chica–”...” “OH- GOLLY, WELL” “I guess I’ll just go with you even though I don’t understand what is happening! And no one is going to give me an explanation!” Freddy–”-I promise that I’ll give you a wide explanation once we are done with all this… But in a more private place”

There are actually a couple more of scenes before this one (and after) but I'm not very confident of showing those (or any actually but I don't want this to be buried in my documents and forgoten because I really want to at least make a decent story)

Also, I know that the canon heights for the animatronics are like 6 ft but I prefered my height variety headcanons. Maaaaaybe they are a little too tall looking at it now that I look at it again but, eh.

[tinkerbellbell]

sweetheart, ian x female!reader

i think i need myself a sweetheart

$ summary: when the good girl pop star spends her rare free time on live, accidentally revealing the secret relationship she had been hiding.

$ warnings: none but kinda short.

your orbs watched the screen in the palm of your manicured hand as viewers flooded into the instagram live. chats popped up rapidly, your lashes fluttered trying to keep up with the words.

“hi, guys,” a content smile pulled at your lips, you slightly squinted while keeping your attention on certain comments.

user1: hi omg

user2: HEYYY

user3: hiii y/n

user4: wow this is rare

a giggle fell from your lips, “this is rare,” you read out loud, “i know, i don’t remember the last time i was live.”

you adjusted the hood of your sweatshirt with your nails as the comforting silence of the room surrounded you.

despite already stating it, your lack of time on live showed. you sat quietly, staring at your phone while being drawn into the hundreds of comments of questions, requests and just simple greetings.

user: come to philly

user: tour when?? 🫣🫣

user: i love u omg

attempting to break the silence you created, your lips parted to bring up a new topic with the help of a few comments you spotted but the creaking sound of the front door of your apartment stopped you right in your tracks.

your eyes shot to the figure entering before frantically back to your phone screen, a few of the viewers catching onto your quick demeanor change.

“hey, baby,” the brunettes deep voice mumbled, making his way over to your sprawled out body on the couch.

“hey…” you respond sheepishly, giggles falling from your lips from the nervousness. his eyebrows furrowed under the black rims around his eyes, eyeing your behavior.

user: BABY????

user: GIRL WHAT

user: UM HELLO????

user: WHO TF IS THAT

each chat flashed swiftly causing you unable to read any but you had an idea of what they entailed.

your palm shot to your forehead, eyes slightly widened as ian’s danced around the features of your face for any explanation of your behavior.

“what?”

“nothin’” you mumbled, your sight trained on his every movement as he shuffled his way behind you. his calloused palms gripped the back of the couch, leaning down to reach your level and planting a kiss on your cheek, still unaware of the hundreds of eyes on the two of you.

at the contact, you whip your head the other direction along with your phone; to focus on the wall.

“alright, bro what?” the brunettes voice becomes laced with annoyance at your movements as he stands up straighter, his intimidating eyes narrowing down on you.

trying to convey a message, you send a nod towards your phone, attempting to keep the conversation quiet. your lips begin to move, mouthing something that came off as complete gibberish to the boy.

“y/n, what are you saying bro,” he almost laughed, pink lips curling upward at the image of you.

after a few more attempts, your shoulders fell before whipping the phone screen back in your direction and now ian’s direction.

“say hi to my live,” you glanced up at him before your eyes fell to your phone.

user: NFW

user: IAN????

user: she gettin that dick everyday she gettin that dick everyday

“oh, is that what we’re doin’ now?” he leans down once again, referring to your once secret relationship now aired out to the public.

“looks like it.”

his eyes glance to yours before the live, before they narrow into slits; visibly reading something someone had said.

“yo, your chat freaky as fuck,” he points, “talking about my dick n’ shit.”

$ cassie’s notes: hiii, sorry it’s so short and lowk sucks but i needed to put something out considering the serious lack of work out for him. my inbox is always open if you wanna request or just simply talk abt imagines or scenarios!!! don’t be shy 🫣🫣

[pintrestgrl]

Hello! I have a request?

Pogue!reader gets mad at Jj during a party and starts walking home. Rafe is going on a beer run or something and sees her walking alone and makes her get in so he can drive her home. Maybe he’s also secretly in love with her??

Thank you!

- Elle 🩶

hiii !! i’m gonna mostly base this off of that one ep of euphoria with cassie and nate, bcs it def reminds me of that !!

anyways hope you enjoy and ty all for the requests !! ily ily

niceish!rafe with pogue!reader

you were pissed. embarrassed. insecure.

all of that, was due to jj.

you had reluctantly gotten back together with him after a month break, and he took you to this party on the boneyard.

everything was supposed to be okay, right? no.

he just had to flirt with some touron right infront of your face. he quite literally was buttering her up in front of your eyes, arm around her shoulder and everything.

you felt tears prick at your eyes. but you couldn’t show that in front of jj. he probably wouldn’t even bat an eyelash anyways.

so you downed your drink, storming off from the party.

you gave him so many chances, and every single time he messed up.

you swore this was the last. you couldn’t do this anymore.

as you were walking, you heard a voice. a deep one, at that. calling out your name

you looked up, seeing a truck to the side of you.

it was rafe. rafe cameron.

you knew who he was. everyone did. he was ward camerons son, and a complete asshole.

your face contorted with confusion at the sight of him, before speaking.

“rafe? what do you want?”

he looked reluctant to speak again, almost like he didn’t want to be seen talking to you.

“get in. hurry up.”

you studied his face, looking for any sign of teasing or sarcasm.

but, you found none.

you also knew, that if jj knew you were in rafe camerons car, he’d go berserk.

which only made you reluctantly nod, speaking.

“uhh— yeah. okay.”

you got in, almost falling at the lift on his truck.

it was clean inside. smelt like fresh laundry, and there was a 6-pack of beer on top of the center console.

this was the last persons car you expected to be in.

you both sat in silence, only exchanging subtle glances when you thought the other wasn’t looking.

he finally spoke.

“why’d you leave the party?”

you flinched at the reminder of why. it wasn’t like you felt good admitting what jj had done.

“um— jj. i just, got mad at him. so i left.”

he scoffed, listening to your words.

“you two are back together?”

you nodded slowly, embarrassed.

“yeah. we were, but not anymore i guess.”

he rolled his eyes, his grip on the steering wheel subtly getting a bit tighter.

he spoke.

“he’s stupid. all i ever see him doing is cheating on you. stop getting back with him.”

you frowned at his words, not knowing this wasn’t the first time jj cheated.

but there was a way rafe demanded it from you. not giving you advice, demanding it. expecting it.

you nodded, speaking.

“yeah. probably.”

he looked almost like he didn’t wanna answer, like he had something on his mind.

he spoke.

“i don’t know why he does that shit. you’re a pretty girl. prettier then the girls he’s sneaking around with.”

you felt a sort of sense of, pride? rafe cameron thought you were pretty. a kook. a rich kid.

you had to hide the slanted smile that came to your face, before speaking. quietly, at that.

“thank you.”

you were about to speak again, before you heard him continue rambling on.

“i mean, like seriously. you’re a really good girl to have. you’re better then those other shitty pogues.”

you probably should’ve gotten defensive at him talking about your friends like that, but you couldn’t find it in you to have a remark back.

you spoke.

“i am?”

he nodded, continuing on. his eyes not leaving the road.

“yeah, of course you are. you don’t even seem like a pogue. you weren’t meant for that. you’re perfect.”

your lips parted at the last sentence of his words, but he quickly corrected himself.

“to be a kook, i mean. you’re perfect to be a kook.”

you nodded slowly, trying to ignore the way the sweet words rang in your ears.

you spoke.

“yeah, um— i guess so.”

the ride went silent a bit, before you slowly came to a stop outside your house.

you didn’t give him your address. you didn’t even know where he was taking tupi at first. some part of you felt like you shouldn’t ask though.

you spoke.

“thank you. for the ride, i mean.”

he nodded, turning his eyes to look over your dress as you unbuckled your seatbelt.

you opened the door, about to hop down of the high truck, before you heard his voice.

“wait— um, okay. i need to say something.”

you nodded, giving him room to talk.

he breathed, running his hands over his face. muttering a curse or two under his breath.

“fuck— okay, um. so, i like you. like actually like you. no bullshit. you’re really pretty, and— yeah. all that shit.”

you furrowed your brows at his words, wondering how many drugs had to be in his body for him to admit something like that to you.

you spoke.

“rafe, are you fucking with me?”

he quickly shook his head, before talking.

“no, i’m like dead serious. i really, really like you.”

a sweet, small smile came to your face. bringing a blush along with it, too.

you spoke.

“i didn’t know that. since when?”

he breathed, not really looking at your eyes. more your tits, but you didn’t mind.

he spoke.

“uhh— kinda like, since forever?”

your smile grew bigger, and you have absolutely no idea what came over you.

but, you leaned forward. planting your hands on the center console to steady yourself, before pressing an open-mouthed kiss against his lips.

you moved your lips with his for a moment, him definitely reciprocating.

you pulled away, before smiling and mumbling against his lips.

“i think i really like you too.”

it was then, that your words and actions hit you like a truck. you had to get out of there.

so, you did. you pulled yourself fully away, quickly hopping out of the truck, embarrassingly speed walking to your door.

as you went to bed that night, your mind was filled with thoughts.

did he actually like you?

did he just feel bad for you?

you didn’t know.

and you didn’t know if you could work up the courage to ask.

[partycatty]

dilf!johnny cage > to heal

how it goes when reader dates older johnny following the loss of sonya

warnings: grief, age gap, mentions of sex but no smut written

notes: i want to gnaw on dilf johnny until he is nothing but bones. it is for that reason that this post is LONG. yappasaurus rex over here.

masterlist <3

•first of all mk11 was so bad at covering the grief of a man losing the mother of his child

•then again that also implicates that johnny is really, really good at hiding his emotions, especially around the people he's meant to be stoic around. i wouldn't necessarily cry in front of a thunder god or cryomancer either. and i'd try to keep it together for my kid.

•regardless, johnny falls into a deep, DEEP depression that eats away at him. he should have been there on that mission. he should've canceled that ninja mime shooting and spent one more day with his family before it was completely wrecked. and he'll tell himself this every time he looks at cassie's empty eyes. he stays sober, for her, but god does he wish he could just feel nothing sometimes.

•johnny stays smiles and jokes, but as soon as he closes the door to his sleeping quarters, all he can do is blankly stare ahead. damn him and his acting skills. he wants people to check up on him, but it's just so... hard to express his pain.

•some time passes and he considers himself recovered, but every time he sees his daughter excel in training or lips smile in the way sonya's did... god.

•imagine his surprise when his own daughter asks him to get back into the dating scene. cassie says something along the lines of "you're a sad old fart that needs a woman to get him off of the couch."

•cassie's right, unfortunately. johnny let his stubble grow in and hair grow increasingly wild. he didn't carry himself as well as he once did, which was especially worrying to those who saw him as the confident, sharp, charismatic character.

•johnny declines to his daughter, finding the conversation kind of off-putting. but, on a late tuesday, he decides "fuck it" and sets up a bumble profile while sitting on the classic leather dad recliner in the living room. the one thing he forgot to do? set an age range.

•so he's a little taken aback when a 29 year old you is the third person he swiped to. instinctively, he thought to swipe left on you, but curiosity got the better of him. he read your profile and realized you sounded incredibly mature and had the same interests as him. covering his mouth and holding his phone with the other, he swipes... right, feeling an immediate intense guilt.

•he doubted you'd match with him, but as soon as he swipes, a big "IT'S A MATCH!" covers his phone screen and he lets out an audible gasp, tightening his grip on his face. he then gets a twinge of embarrassment for himself. was he seriously flipping his shit over his first match on a mobile dating app? yes.

•johnny spends a good long while staring at the screen, wondering if you'd even message him. after all, men couldn't message first on the app. what if she thinks he's too old? what if it was an accidental swipe? what if...

•NEW MESSAGE! "hiii :)" johnny swallows, afraid to open the message. what would he say? what should he say? does bumble have read receipts? would you notice he opened your message and stared for several minutes?

•he settles on "hello, how are you?" it's been a while since he's had to genuinely flirt with interest, so he opens cordially. johnny was a charmer for sure, but this time he was playing for keeps, not just for fun. he also, unlike his younger version he met some time ago, wants to take his time.

•you two chat back and forth, and while you acknowledge to him that he is indeed a celebrity (and how hilariously stupid it was that he was on a public dating site), you express no real concern over it. you mention to him that you want to see him as a man and not a character. the deeper conversation of dealing with the spotlight could come another time, as johnny didn't want to scare you away.

•you two text for a lot longer than most matches on bumble. johnny's honestly terrified of meeting up in person. he wants to be so incredibly sure that it's you he wants to meet up with. he forgot to keep swiping, even. he was so fixated on getting to know you. he felt weird talking to multiple women on the app, since he was so used to married life.

•he can't bring himself to ask you on a real date, so you two settle on a friendly coffee chat. he shaves, gets a trim, and for the first time in a long time, stresses about wearing the right things. he even calls cassie and asks if he should wear shirt A or shirt B, but was very keen on redacting your age from the conversation. that was something he was afraid to disclose to her.

•what was this man so afraid of?? you are a SWEETHEART. you're so incredibly mature, have more "vintage" interests and asked so many questions, leaning in to listen. johnny didn't feel the need to perform, in fact, he found himself... with butterflies. he death-gripped his coffee to hide the fact that his fingers were trembling.

•one coffee chat turns into two, and then three, four, and eventually, he feels okay enough to plan a real date. his heart was swelling with excitement, a new warmth in his chest. you were so effortlessly patient and kind with him, never asking for anything of him besides his time.

•he plans a dinner date, squeezing you two into a lavish restaurant that he wouldn't have been able to get into if he wasn't a celebrity. he didn't want to overwhelm you with his money and fame, but god did he want to do this right. even though the topic of money was something you never thought to consider with him, he still wanted to show off at least a little bit. it's just in his character!

•there, he starts to come out of his shell a bit more. he starts flirting back, and you two hold hands across the table, intense eye contact as you converse freely.

•johnny takes a sip of his drink, looking down. but when he looks back up, he notices you admiring him with your sweet young eyes. and it's here that he realizes just how much you've revitalized him. he springs out of bed with a smile. you're the last thought in his mind before he falls asleep. when he is with cassie, he can't stop thinking about how much you two would get along.

•which, by the way, johnny is so incredibly sure to remind you that he has a daughter that's your age. you pause and think, trying to articulate your thoughts on the awkward circumstance.

•"i understand that it may be a little uncomfortable for her and the last thing i want is to drive a wedge between you and your daughter. you speak highly of her and i deeply admire that. i perfectly understand that she comes before me."

•johnny stops himself from tearing up. you're... just so kind. you're perfect.

•after the ninth date, he decides that he's ready to go back to your place. it's a quaint apartment, and it's there that you both make the conscious decision to have sex.

•it's slow and sweet, he's murmuring praises into your bare skin as he takes his time exploring a new body. older johnny takes his time with sex unlike his younger days. he needs to appreciate your beauty, complimenting every feature on your body. you're so divine.

•"such a pretty girl..." he whisper-groans above you, strong hands holding your hips in place with a passionate firmness.

•over the next couple months, he's still working toward officially calling you his girlfriend. a new partner in his life scares him, even if you make all of that tension disappear when you're around. it's just a lot to ask of a man to take that new step again.

•biting the bullet, he asks you at your doorstep holding a cheesily large bouquet, having to glance over it to get a proper look at you. you smile sweetly, nodding and immediately accepting in that gentle voice. you knew how much this meant to him to make things official.

•cassie eventually gets the chance to meet you, as her father brings you along to a holiday party with the family. it's... it's a little weird, she won't lie. i mean, it's just weird in general to see your dad with someone that isn't your mom. that's something that naturally needs time to adjust to. and your age isn't something she can avoid discussing.

•she doesn't hate you. she actually finds you quite enjoyable to be around! she's just a little uneasy that you're her age. but, after a long, long talk full of tears and reassuring words, cassie realizes she can learn to accept you being with her dad. i mean, she sees what you do to him.

•that sparkle in his puppy-dog brown eyes is back, and he just can't stop being engulfed by your presence. a hand is always on the small of your back, a grin always plastered on his face, and eyes are always locked onto you when you're doing the most mundane of tasks. he's chirpier, and people even joke that he seems as active as he was in his younger years. you got the old man's rusty gears turnin'!

•he loves you. he didn't realize he could do that again.

[cassandraclare]

hiii cassie 💛 i hope you’ve been enjoying your time away writing, your locations are always beautiful per usual and you deserve it so much, question regarding a certain tween blondie that loves potato chips (yes, tis’ kit)

i’ve found myself struggling resonate fully with kits character due to the fact that in tda it seemed he was set up as “the new jace” yet..during my current tmi re read, i’m just NOW realizing how completely (emphasis on completely) different they are from eachother. and i also find myself struggling because he’s made to seem like he has an “uncanny resemblance” to jace yet so many of us readers know they aren’t from the same line of herondales at all. i’d figure jace gets his incredibly good looks from stephen, james, cordelia, will etc. HIS ancestors. while kit has completely different ancestors, along with johnny rooks genes.

i fear that if he’s referred to anymore as a “mini jace” that i won’t ever be able to fully resonate w him due to that lack of logic taking me out of the book 🥹 sorry to point this all out i tried to ignore it but im just like “will i have to read about him being jaces twin despite the lack of genetic sense it makes all of..twp?”

Hmm. I mean, I don't think there's anything indicating he's Jace's twin — otherwise people would be constantly mixing them up and Clary, upon seeing him, would be staggered rather than curious. :)

I think you have to decide, a bit, what really bothers you re: longstanding tropes and science in fantasy — after all, the way the Herondale mark is passed down makes no sense genetically. Neither does their ability to see ghosts. None of it has anything to do with genetics, because it is about magic, and so is Jace and Kit's resemblance. The idea that people who have ancestors in common long ago have a sort of ineffable resemblance goes way back to the origins of fantasy. It's about pointing out a preternatural connection, not about common genes. It exists as a mythic trope that isn't connected to science in the same way the mythic trope exists that you can inherit not just, say, eye color, but also personality quirks like loyalty or evilness. (See: TV Tropes page "In the Blood.")

For what it's worth, I don't think of Jace and Kit as characters who are particularly similar, personality-wise or in any other way, really. They both had traumatic childhoods, and were later adopted into new families, and that makes for some points in common, but I have never thought of Kit as a new Jace (we still have the OG Jace, so he doesn't need replacing!) or a mini Jace or anything like that, so anything that seems otherwise is unintentional or open to interpretation.

[fazbear-ent-official]

To: fazbear-ent-official

From: bonnierocks87

Subject: hiii :D

...

Hi! This is Cassie!!! I'm using my dad's computer and account bcuz I don't have an employee login. :(

I was wondering when the Roxy Makeup Kit is gonna be approved for the Prize Counter? I really wanna be like her! She's so cool!

Thanks!!!!!!!

hello, unfortunately i can't give you a release date yet but i promise we're still working on it, mostly need to find the right formula and also new product testers as our former ones all quit after the first formula tests :(

[winters-hysteria]

Hiii

Could you maybe write an nsfw Scott Lang x reader with the prompt 4. Scott tried a new sex position where he tries prone bone and she’s just sobbing moaning and can’t even say anything coherent

And maybe to add to it, It’s a similar situation to the one where she couldn’t cum without clit stimulation, and she surprises him by cumming quickly because of the new position

bitch /aff i fucking love you that you for this idea hskdhbsabk

so to shorten it :

scotty (our lovely lil baby) wanted to try a new position with reader and it just feels so good, reader is pretty much melted. she even cums from just penetration, whereas originally she needed clit stimulation and she ends up surprising scotty (and letting him know he was gonna be doing this a lot more.)

pre-thanos so cassie is lil babey

803 words

warnings: smut (obvi)

nsfw below the cut

"you alright baby?" scott asked, concern lacing his voice as his hands planted on either side of your head, the rest of his body straddling yours.

you were laying on your tummy with your back slightly arched into him, your face pressed into scott's soft warm pillow. you two had asked maggie to watch cassie for the weekend because you two wanted some (much-needed) alone time. you'd stood at the door next to him with one of his arms around your waist and waved off maggie's car until you could no longer see it, giggling at cassie's small hands stretching out the open window.

the second it was no longer in view he pounced on you, locking his lips with yours. he pushed you out of the doorframe and slammed it behind the both of you, using his entire body to pin you to the door a couple seconds later. you let out soft moans as his hands grabbed everywhere they could, letting out a whine of "scott!!" when he palmed your breast through his your t-shirt you wore. the sound of his name falling from your plush lips drove him absolutely feral, only breaking the kiss to rip his and your shirts off.

he practically dragged you to the bedroom, throwing your smaller frame onto the soft bed. he followed soon after, kicking off his jeans and crawling on top of you. his lips had found your neck, the soft whines you'd been letting out developing into loud, needy moans.

he'd canted his hips up into your core when he heard them, tightening his grip on your hair. he whined, really whined- into your ear, causing your eyes to roll back and your spine to arch.

his hands had travelled lower and lower until they reached the waistband of your gray cargo pants, undoing the buttons and yanking them down as fast as he could. he had to pause for a moment at the sight of your black panties. they made him nearly want to bust right then and there, but he had something he wanted to try before he did.

he slipped his fingers underneath the black fabric, pulling it down slowly and reveling in the sweet sweet sounds slipping from your lips. he could hardly wait any longer and made quick work of the rest of your clothing before using a strong hand to force your thighs apart, ring and middle finger running along your soaked slit, earning a long, drawn-out cry from you.

"that good, huh?" he smirked from between your thighs, turning into a giggle when you lifted them and squished his head.

"shut up and fuck me, scotty." your exasperated (albeit very turned on) voice floated down to him.

"aw, no asking nicely?" scott pouted mockingly before you raised yourself on your elbows and glared down at him. he'd never tell you, but seeing you give him that look made him impossibly hard.

"scott i swear if you don't fuck me right now i will get up out of this bed and go stay at maggie's." you huffed.

his eyes narrowed. "you wouldn't."

you moved to get off the bed. "i would." rolling onto your tummy and reaching for your shirt, you put one foot on the floor before being stopped by scott climbing back up onto the bed, on top of you.

"i wanna try something', okay?" scott whispered in your ear, and a heavy blush painted across your face as you nodded.

"okay."

and that was how you ended up here, face pressed into the pillow while scott slowly thrusted above you, drawing out small huffs and whines from his throat.

"can i go faster? please?" the desperation in his voice stoked the fire in your lower belly even more, had you mewling and whining in response as his hips bucked faster and harder into you, relishing in the loud incoherent cries you were letting out.

"that feel good, baby? yeah? you fuckin' love this, don't you? god, you're such a good girl. yeah, yeah, my good girl."

his eyes were closed in concentration. "mm, gettin' close, honey. gonna fuckin' fill you up so good."

he let out a loud groan of your name as he came inside you, riding out his high while you sobbed in pleasure beneath him. listlessly murmuring while you felt that coil in your belly start to tighten. your whines got gradually louder until it snapped, surprising both you and scott as you clutched at the sheets and cried out from beneath him.

"jesus christ. did you just cum?" he whispered in shock, staring down at your trembling form, breathing heavy and deep. "fuck, honey, that was hot. oh my god. we are so doing this again."

your only response was a quiet whine that sounded vaguely of a "yes."

[six-costume-refs]

Hiii! Currently making Howard's costume, and I'm looking for more info on how the skirt closes AND the skirt pattern. Any help would be SO appreciated!

Hey! I have this post about some of the construction and layers.

As far as the closure goes, it’s basically an extended tab. Here’s Cassie Silva’s both open and closed:

And then the closure method goes on the overlapped section. The closure method has varied between Velcro and snaps, but you could also try magnets. (They also previously had a different closure set up using zippers for a bit, but I would not recommend it)

If you use magnets or Velcro make sure to get a stronger strength, and/or match the strength to the materials and construction you’re using. And snaps will cause stress to the vinyl so if you do use them I’d suggest using the black base as discussed below.

And this isn’t necessary, but for my own cosplay I’m planning to do either Velcro or multiple rows of snaps just to give myself some sizing range which Six has often done as well.

You can see two different placements of snaps used here:

Left is UK make, with a single snap in the middle of the waistband. Right is US make (the early 2022 style) with two black snaps on either side of the trim. This is one way the US has accommodated for potential minor fluctuations in waist measurement, like I mentioned above.

Also, note that while the black trim continues the studs do not - this is so they don’t get in the way of the closure or make things uneven or bumpy.

You also may wonder how Cassie’s skirt is staying up even though it’s not closed - there are snaps on the inside lining of the waistband that correlate and snap into snaps on the back and side of the leotard.

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The other things that are worthy of note are exactly where the closure is located and the backing of the closure. Here’s a bunch of examples of how that’s varied:

The exact placement of the closure has differed. Early iterations included the mic holster attached on top of the waistband tab (shown on Vicki Manser’s UKT costume, top far left) and the waistband closing in the front (shown on Didi Romero’s ANAT costume, bottom far left). But the current-and-definitely-best way is to have the mic holster on the main case, with the waistband tab attaching over in a way that nestles it right next to the holster. That keeps seams minimal and everything nice and stable. You can see that current system on the three furthest right photos on each row.

Finally, the base color. Originally the tabs on both sides would be a continuation of the rest of the waistband materials, just the same pink vinyl and trim (but again missing the studs as noted above). More recently they have switched to a pure black base on the space where the tab overlaps, most likely to use a more stable/strong material. It’s easiest to see that difference on the bottom row - compare the continuation of pink on both sides of Didi’s closure (far bottom left) versus the black gap that can be seen on Aline Mayagoitia, Abigail Sparrow’s CAN, and Audrey Fisher (2L-R, bottom row).

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For patterning I’ll refer you to @lightleckrereins, who has already been working on a post about that after just recently making her own.

Hopefully that’s helpful! If you need any clarification or have further questions, feel free to drop me another ask.

Credits: cassiemsilva, cassiemsilva; jainabrockpatel, cassiemsilva; vicki_manser, thisistsemaye, beccawickes, inezbudd, didiromero_8, alinemayagoitia, abigailsparrowofficial, aujeee

[witchlingcirce]

Chances of Magnus or Alec dying in TWP?

Hiii interesting question!!

I am a truther that no tmi characters are dying in TWP. My reasoning? It’s not there books anymore.

They where major characters in tmi, I feel like them dying in another series that is not there own does not do them or the characters any justice truly.

However, I could see maybe Magnus dying. He’s been in every series. But again, I don’t think death is a satisfying end to either characters stories- and Cassie loves them to much

[shuobox]

Hiii * kicks my feet as i try and make sense of your vague backstory *

Cassie rose…. White pumpkin beloved . wowie

Her backstory is so like. I want to study her like a bug sometimes. What on gods green earth is going on with her and the old builders

While thinking about it i pieced together a very delusional viewpoint of what i THINK mightve happened that would make cassie so . intent. on getting “”home””

(Inspired off of @/zoomire ‘s prodigy!cassie + vamp!cassie hc/au)

When the Atlas (portal hallway but like, not a hallway, think more like… layered backrooms cube with weird gravity and staircases. like those illusion paintings. With portals everywhere) was at its beginnings, found and studied by the old builders, the group was carefully discovering these new and strange places.

It didn’t take long for them to gather that these places can be dangerous. But where theres danger there are endless bounties that are BEYOND valuable in price.

It’s what helped them make this odd�� …town? Place? When Harper created the respawn machine from parts gathered from the other worlds, it changed so much. Harper and Otto (and a certain… man) knew to be wary, but Mevia and Hadrian wanted to harness this newfound discovery by the reigns. It would be a waste, after all.

It didn’t take long for them to realize that it is verrrry easy to die out in these places. Its dangerous and its no good trying to juggle handling these games and something with boundless potential that is the Atlas.

Hadrian and Mevia knew the other three wouldn’t agree to it under any circumstance, ever. It was beyond immoral in a lot of ways, put simply, but the two had already discussed and planned and prepared.

They snuck out and into the Atlas as they usually did, no one batting an eye, and it was a few hours before they emerged. Hadrian holding a small, sleeping toddler.

To say Harper had questions and Otto was beyond appalled that they pulled a whole person— no less a child— into their world, far from their original home, would be an understatement.

Hadrian reassured they found the child when she was being held captive in a dying town with illagers patrolling all around. It was for the benefit of the child, if nothing else.

They didn’t argue. Much. They were aware that trying to wander back in and place the child back exactly to where she was would be useless; Hadrian and Mevia knew the portals better than they did and they weren’t letting up. Otto gave up; the debate that had settled between Harper and Hadrian did grant him the slightest idea to create something to navigate the Atlas.

Cassie grew up alongside the old builders. She’d learn from Harper most of Redstone and general morals and advice; Hadrian would teach her about combat and the games (to say Cassie found him as the least favourite teacher would be an understatement), Otto taught her to read and write, and once she was older, Mevia taught her about the more brutal sides of anatomy, where to strike and how fast or slow depending on the reaction you want.

When Cassie was 15, she was handed the Atlas Compass (because i dont ljke the idea of there being a book that just wooshes a big arrow to where u need to go), benign tools, and pushed into the portal network with a simple task. An easy one at first; find an ore you wouldn’t usually find back at home through one of the realms. Document a mob and bring back a body part of it. Etc, etc

She didn’t know much about the Atlas. The old builders never told her much— only vague information and that she’ll understand when she’s older.

The tasks would get a bit harder, a bit more complex each time; juggling beating the living hell out of people in the games when her tools had expended their use and fighting back swarms of mobs fetching items and blocks and finding a portal back.

She always sought praise that came from Hadrian himself. He was the mastermind of the games after all; the one who’d fearlessly taken her out from a terrible predicament when she was younger, one she hardly remembers anyway, and had always travelled the Atlas with confidence.

He always told her that he had such high hopes and expectations for her; that what she’s doing is worth it, that she’ll understand everything, and that he’s so, so proud of the way she turned out.

Supposedly.

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Okay i give up on writing anything further because head hurty ouuu

Cassie would like. Eventually snap with the whole having to be champion over and over again to please hadrian because him seeming disappointed in her hurt cassie (saw him as a father figure lol) and also the whole thing with her having to toil through the Atlas and if she didn’t she’d get shoved in there anyway

After Harper leaves (and certain someone) and theres nobody shedding a positive light on cassie’s life anymore; she slowly starts going numb and then haywire from a cycle that is seemingly never making the three old builders satisfied

After the two leave Hadrian and Mevia get more and more harsh and expecting of Cassie; occasionally just getting her to do the work for them

maybe when she comes back all beaten and bruised and wounded after the games or after an expedition and is sent back to the atlas the next day when she’s hardly healed up enough, saying she has to do this again and so on— it makes her crack . and she attempts to attack Mevia. effectively killing her but the respawn machine causes her to come back anyway . maybe a fire happens in the process bcz of mevia’s tnt tendencies idk

Listen. Mevia and Hadrian are like. They are not good influences on anybody and were especially not to younger Cassie. They are nnnnnot built to try and raise easily influenceable kids. They are terrible parental/guardian figures that Cassie looked up to and sought appreciation for

(I mean, Hadrian always described Cassie as *his* kid. And so did the players of the games. )

Otto tries to get through to Cassie with words but accidentally distracted her as Hadrian already knocks her out and just sort of. Drags her into a dimension far away . Otto feeling guilt knowing he probably could’ve done something or reached out but it being too late now; tossing her into a quiet and dreary dimension where the nights are twice longer and dead rise stronger. Leaving her for dead.

And Cassie wakes up. beaten and limbs weak dragging herself to wherever she can find shelter . mind recollecting moments of before her impromptu snork mimimi time . and just like her role models all she can think about is causing immense suffering to all of them

(Hadrian and Mevia for obvious reasons, Otto for not doing anything and standing by watching, Harper and yay you guessed it Soren — for leaving)

and yeaa she like sets the traps and kills plany of people with several fruitless attempts at her murder mansion before the order of the stone come along and trap her in her own trap

(White pumpkin in this ver is … WAYYY more brutal…. Girl has a lot of pent up rage and shes learnt from the most gruesome sadistic ppl out there)

BUT ☝️ that was in fact not the end for her

But i don’t want to say too much bcz j want to reveal the last oc and then make a big ol post about my ramblings of my au . so huzzah

Headcanun time

- when I say she jokes in subtle ways I mean she’ll super casually slip it into a convo. She finds this incredibly amusing

- got Winslow when she was around ~13 or so. Would talk to her cat when she was alone and still does it today

^ Winslow got caught in one of Mevia’s explosives/fire, resulting in the loss of his leg :o( she didn’t talk to Mevia for months when it happened

- enjoys painting and reading to pass the time. Does not understand the concept of public libraries and will just take a book if she wants it (she doesn’t have a preference for any particular genre)

- got her whole “white pumpkin” alter ego idea from a murder mystery book she read from Otto’s collection

- she actually has really good wording on whatever she’s feeling. Mainly struggles to be vulnerable enough to say it aloud.

- still holds some spite towards Harper, Soren and Otto but ☝️ at least its not murderous intent anymore

- prefers axes and daggers above other weapons

- has a phobia of deep, dark waters + claustrophobic. Doesn’t like rain purely because it gets her wet and she dislikes the feeling.

- cut her hair around the time she was stuck in the mansion. Yes that means she has been there for a while given when the order of the stone came by, cassie’s hair was nearer to her shoulders.

^ ties it up now so it doesn’t get in the way as much

- Winslow likes sitting/laying across her shoulders like some weird lil scarf when he doesn’t feel like walking. Cassie loves it when he does this because she can hear and feel him purring

- enjoys logic puzzles/puzzles in general. Enjoys it even more when its a particularly complex one, even if its needlessly difficult. (Gets it from Harper…)

(Oc is next !! ヽ(ヅ)ノ also i suck at wording cassies story soz)

[blinkees]

hiii!! could you make a blinkie of cassie from five nights at freddy’s? specifically a purple theme with the text ‘autism’ :3

[acslytherpuff]

Hiyaaa!! 🌸🌸

I don't know if this has been already asked or answered, but it's been on my mind for a while now...

So; I feel weird asking this, but... does Cassie look different in the older and newer photos..? And if so, why..?

I feel a little bad now that I actually asked this, and I don't know why 😭

So is it just my bad eyesight or does she really look different..? Maybe it's just the makeup..?

By the way, I love Cassie, and you too as well, and I was just asking cuz I'm curiousss 🥰

Hiii <3

She does look different because she has other hair in the newer pictures and its also mainly the make up! :D the main difference is that cassie was born on playstation and now i am playing on pc so i have more options to her appearance :) her face model and the rest is the same as on ps. If i could i would delete the ps pics cuz theyre not canon anymore (like the sebastian ship HAHAHAH that never happend)

(i had to photoshop a bit with my ps photos if i can be honest to upscale the quality)

Also PS Cassie is based on 5th year and the „newer“ cassie is based in mainly 6th / 7th year so girlie had a glow up hahahah 🤭

[sweetdumbthing]

Hiii!!! Welcome to my blog :)

ABOUT ME:

⋆ Minor

⋆ I don't usually post things, I just reblog stuff I like or I feel identified with

⋆ My favourite colours are baby pink and dark red

⋆ I love reading, movies, and music

⋆ I like horror movies but honestly, when a movie is good, is good so I watch almost everything

⋆ Btw I really love ElRubiusOMG :3

FAV MOVIES/TV SERIES:

⋆ Skins

⋆ Euphoria

⋆ Ahs: murder house, 1984

⋆ Pearl/X/Maxxxine

⋆ Scream (the whole franchise but specifically: 1,4 and 6)

⋆ Guardians of the galaxy

⋆ Girl, interrupted

⋆ K-12

⋆ Black Swan

⋆ Diary of a Wimpy Kid (specially the second one)

⋆ Jennifer's Body

⋆ The Hunger Games

⋆ X-men

⋆ Guts World Tour Movie

⋆ Stranger Things

⋆ Terrifier

FAV SINGERS:

⋆ Olivia Rodrigo

⋆ Pinkpantheress

⋆ Melanie Martinez

⋆ Britney Spears

⋆ Odetari

⋆ Chappell Roan (not a fan just like her music)

⋆ Lady gaga (the same as Chappell)

⋆ Nirvana (not such a big fan, but really love their music)

FAV CHARACTERS IN GENERAL:

⋆ Daisy Randone

⋆ Art the clown

⋆ Cassie Ainsworth

⋆ Sid Jenkins

⋆ Effy Stonem

⋆ Samantha Carpenter

⋆ Ethan Landry

⋆ Jill Roberts

⋆ Rodrick Heffley

⋆ Katniss Everdeen

⋆ Natasha Romanoff

⋆ Wanda Maximoff

⋆ Tony Stark/Iron Man

⋆ Peter Quill/Star-Lord

⋆ Rocket

⋆ Violet Harmon

⋆ Robin Buckley

⋆ Jim Hopper

FAV ACTORS/ACTRESSES:

⋆ Jenna Ortega

⋆ Mia Goth

⋆ Jack Champion

⋆ Elizabeth Olsen

⋆ Jennifer Lawrence

⋆ Emma Roberts

⋆ Winona Ryder

⋆ Maya Hawke

⋆ Sydney Sweeney

⋆ Taissa Farmiga

⋆ Melissa Barrera

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