#I LOVE YOU ANON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖

[deathbxnny]

Helloo!! Arcane is ending soon, so I was wondering if I could request the Arcane cast reacting to a reader who suspiciously seems to know everything that’s gonna happen in the plot? They always appear where the action is, and they warn about dangers before they happen, trying to ”subtly” change the outcomes of horrible events. Tragedies are a core element of the story, so I feel that the narrative would create another disaster if one event got prevented, but the thought of these characters being safe and happy after all they’ve been through would be so healing :3 It’s up to you which way you want to take it 🐁💖 I’m fine with both platonic and romantic, but I’d love to see Vi, Jinx and Caitlyn if that’s ok :)

I love love love your writing, reading your HC’s before bed has become an important part of my day and it’s always a joy to see your work pop up in the tags <3 Thank you for letting us read your creations 💖 I can’t wait to read the second part of your Caitlyn fic!!

The Timekeeper. | Vi, Caitlyn, Jinx x Gn!Reader

I absolutely LOVE this idea, Anon, and I appreciate your request so much!! Also, thank you for your kind words. It really means the world to me reading something so sweet!<33

Content: Angst, can be read as either platonic or romantic tbh, time traveling, fluff, bitter sweet, cursing, spoilers for season 2?, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns.

((Not proofread))

You were always a mysterious figure to them. One that appeared at the right time in the right place whenever they needed you the most.

You never revealed a thing about yourself. You never even told them your name. But one thing they did know was that you had always looked out for them, like a guardian angel in a way.

And on one fateful day, after another evaded tragedy, they finally caught up to you just before you could leave again.

》VI

"Who the hell are you?" She asked completely out of breath after having practically chased you down through the dense crowd of the undercity. She had seen you so many times before. So, so many times. And every time she did, you were somehow able to save her from certain death by subtly showing her the right way to survive.

It took her a while to piece together that you must've known the outcome of every situation she had ever been in beforehand. That was the only logical answer to the many questions around your existence she could come up with, but it wasn't enough to satiate her desperate curiosity. There were times she had chosen against your signs, and the consequences ended up being almost grave. So whoever you were, you must've had otherworldly knowledge about everything and everyone.

Because whilst she didn't know a thing about you, you certainly knew everything about her.

Raising your hooded head, you idly played with the pocket watch in your hand, piercing eyes meeting her own. "Does that matter?" You ask, and truthfully, it shouldn't. Who cared about your identity when she knew she could trust you? But that wasn't enough. "Yeah, it does to me. Now tell me who you are already. I... I've been seeing you everywhere for years now. You have always been there and I..." She trailed off, suddenly losing her confidence.

She had thought of this moment for years now, imagined exactly what she would say to you. And yet, ultimately, she found herself speechless in your presence that seemed to drown out everyone else around you two. "I see... but my apologies, we were not supposed to meet yet." You said calmly, seemingly undisturbed by her appearance. "Time and fate... they both are so tightly intertwined and yet also so far apart from each other... how odd that the timeline changed so suddenly again, no?" Your words made zero sense in her mind, but that just added to your mystery.

"What-" "-Are you happy with the way your life is going?" You ask, and that made the woman pause in thought. The answer was positive, of course, but only because you had a strong hand in it once she accepted your help. She thought of Powder back home, who was probably happily tinkering away with the young girl Isha they recently took in, and that made her finally nod. "Yes. All thanks to you." "Not at all. It was you who chose your fate. I only showed you the alternative paths."

You two stood there in silence for a moment before she shoved her hands into her pockets and looked over to a nearby bar she liked to frequent in-between missions. "Let's go grab a drink and talk. It's on me." Deciding to accept this new path the timelines had given you, you accept her invitation with a smile.

》JINX

"You're terrible at your job." "Am I? I like to pride myself in my good work ethic, actually." Jinx was idly swinging her gun back and forth on her index finger whilst she rested up in the ceiling above you, clearly having followed you around secretly. But she knew that you already knew that from the start.

Scoffing at your words, she jumped down and landed in front of your indifferent figure as she pointed the gun right at you. "Pah! You're a funny one... so what are you? A time traveler?" "Ah, I like the title Timekeeper more." You were aggravating but at the same time a familiar face she had grown to appreciate deeply. You were the reason she was doing well in life now, even if she ignored you for a very, very long time. She thought she knew better despite all the odds pointing against her, especially you. Ultimately, she learned her lesson when she finally just listened to you.

"Ugh... whatever. Can't ya at least tell me your name?" "No." "Man, you're such a pain in the butt!" "Likewise." Rolling her eyes, she lowered her gun and lazily leaned against a wall, arms crossed tightly as she observed the crowds passing by from outside the abandoned building you were in. An admittedly comfortable silence fell between you two, one that relaxed her shoulders and made her sigh in defeat after a while. Your presence was always so comforting.

"So, you let me catch up to you this time. Finally tired of the cat and mouse game we've been playing?" You lowered your head at her question, a sly smile on your face that made her narrow her eyes in interest. "Perhaps. Or maybe I just wanted to ask you how you're doing?" What an odd question, considering the context of your meet-up. And yet, it was somehow fitting coming from you specifically. Wasn't your whole mysterious mission revolving around her well-being anyway?

"Shouldn't you know the answer to that, oh so esteemed 'Timekeeper'?" You found no offense in the mockery of your title. Just pure amusement. "I'm afraid that mind reading was not in the initial job listing." Jinx took a moment to think about your question carefully then, deciding to indulge you despite her better judgment. Things were good now, after all. She, Isha, and Vi were together again as a family, including Vander, even if they had yet to find a way to turn him back properly. But everything was happy otherwise... because you made sure that the end to her story wouldn't be a painfully tragic one.

"... I'm fine. Everything's fine." She muttered, and your smile widened at that answer. "So... I'm not terrible at my job, after all?" Pressing a playful hand to her chin, Jinx acted as though she was in deep thought. "Hmmm... I guess I'll need more convincing than all of this to decide." "Of course... then how about we start with running away before the Enforcers show up to raid this place in approximately... 2 minutes?"

Jinx rolled her eyes again with a grin but agreed to follow you, very much glad to have learned her lesson at your side throughout the years.

》CAITLYN

She was ignorant towards your judgment from the start, especially as she was able to analyze very quickly that you weren't all you claimed you were. You were too smart, too fast, too aware of everything. It was clear that you already knew how her life story especially would come to an end. But that didn't mean that she'd always listen to you.

Caitlyn believed to know better, even going as far as to protest against your word, which she had learned to be fate itself. And sometimes she'd nearly get away with her life, and on others, you'd be the one to show up just in time to save her. It was embarrassing and at times even near humiliating, but you never judged her, just silently left every time she attempted to confront you.

And this time she had finally succeeded.

Now dressed in a formal uniform, she watched your still form stare out of a window in her estate, as though you weren't practically trespassing. But Caitlyn was used to that. "It's going to rain soon. I wonder if the construction workers will get done with the restoration on time today before the first drops fall." The navy haired woman came to stand next to you, ears finely tuned to your calming voice she had heard in her dreams and mind for so many years. It felt surreal to stand next to you at last.

"You already know the answer... but I think Mother will send out guards soon to retrieve them." Her mother, who had only narrowly escaped her death, if it wasn't for you. She had only gotten a little injured from falling debris, but that was all that happened. All of the councilors and people in the building had survived the Jinx attack. No grave injuries. All because you prevented it by throwing Jinx slightly off balance enough to make her shot not as precise.

"... Thank you." "For what?" The right answer would be absolutely everything, but she refrained, noting that you didn't seem keen on praise. You saw it as your job. As your duty to her for a reason unknown. "For saving my mother." That should do.

You nodded at her words in acknowledgment as your eyes spied Ambessa retreating with her troops in defeat. They were practicing chased away by the council since their help was unwelcome. Served them right for meddling with the business of other nations. You had exposed their ulterior motives in secret, and that's all it took for the tide to turn against them. "Just my duty." "I knew you'd say that... but I want to reward you for all you've done. If it wasn't for you... then I... I don't want to know what I would have become."

You glanced at her with an unreadable look in your eye, and that reconfirmed her suspicions regarding how deep she would have fallen otherwise. It's best not to think of it.

Humming to yourself in thought, you gave her a small smile. "Very well, if you insist... you can treat me to some fine tea and cookies." Caitlyn weakly mirrored your grin, relief filling her senses at you accepting her offer. She was worried you wouldn't. "Of course. Follow me." Linking your arms together carefully, you made your way through the dim halls.

A chuckle left your lips when it indeed began to rain.

[thegoogoomuckkk]

ahhhhhh!!! I have so many ideas!! First of all, I love your smaus, they're so fun and cute :) Second of all, I'd love to request just like a comfort smau; any idea you have, just the guys being all nice and sweet to the reader?

Anyway, love you, you're awesome!!!! 💖

comfort -> they're always here for you -> choso kamo, kento nanami, kiyotaka ijichi, satoru gojo, shiu kong, sukuna ryomen, takuma ino, toji fushiguro

this one is kind of a mixed bag. as a smau creator, there are so many prompts that I'd love to do, but so many other amazing creators have done them & the last thing I want to do is make it seem like I'm stealing other people's work. so I just compiled a couple different ideas in here, & I hope it's what you were looking for anon!

did you like it? -> here's my masterlist -> want something more? ask me for it

[eobe]

Fandom hate has no place here!

Only anon love!

💖💖💖💖

🤩 Dearest Anon! 💗Absolutely agreed! We‘ve got so much love in our fandom, this is so BEAUTIFUL!!! 💗🫠💕🤩

My drawing pad AND paper with pencil are out of reach at the monent, so I finger drew you a loving Anon shiny directly out of my heart on my phone for yooouuuu!!! 😍🫶✨

THIS IS THE WAY 😎🙏

May the force be with you, lovely Anon! 🫶✨

[lonewolflupe]

💖💖💖

(^•.•^)

Anon love! No anon hate here!

Dear Anon,

Thank you for being so wholesome today <3 I thank you for your support and for sharing anon love, it is so much appreciated <3 I'd like to gift you this trooper (that's actually me if I was wearing a Phase 2 helmet, after receiving your message):

[saphig-iawn]

thoughts on masc-of-center dolls who want to be pretty little ball-jointed dolls, all dressed in frilly, lacey, lolita coords?

-🎀💖 (can i claim these emojis as my anon tag?)

You can indeed claim them.

As for your question, I adore dolls of all identities in all fashion. I have dolls who love being goth butches, I have dolls who want to be pretty in their pink plastic bimbo fits, I have dolls who adore latex, I have dolls who like to wear clothes associated outside their gender.

What matters to me is turning them into the doll they wish to be and honouring the body they have or wish to have, so, if you want to be dressed in delicate lolita coords with intricate layers and accessories, then I would love to dress you as such~

[kn11ves]

Do you have any sonas I would love to see n draw :>

YOU WANT TO DRAW ME???1//?!/!?????!111!!!!!!!

heres a stupidthing i did quickly...

alternatively

me^

[eupheme]

The thought of 69ing with Logan seems like it'd be fun! Like he'd be especially teasing, making you moan around his cock, eating you out so well that you struggle to keep up with your end of it, teasing you for it. And I can see him giving your ass a playful slap during or after.

oh my god for sure! 👀💖 I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this, you are so right on the teasing. And I feel like this has to be Logan’s ultimate activity (besides fucking you into the mattress, of course) - getting to feel you drool around his cock while eating you out at the same time has to be a dream come true.

I hope it’s okay, I did a little drabble based on your ask! 💕

logan howlett x reader | 69 | 350 words

Logan’s stubble scrapes against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, making you shiver. Not even situated yet, knees still fitting into place on either side of his head - but he’s always been impatient.

Never could get enough. Hands around hooking around your thighs, fitting into that soft curve where they meet your hip. His name sighed out as his tongue meets your folds, before he’s even tugged you flush.

You moan, face buried against his hip. A hand curled loosely around his cock when you guide him into your mouth - trying to stay focused. Trying to ignore the way his tongue laps at your clit, tracing again and again over the tight bud.

His keen focus zeroed in to the sweet smell of you, how you bloom against his lips. Easy to lose himself - while you’re equally caught up in all of him.

Soaking in this pretty view you have. The breadth of his chest beneath you, the dark whorls of hair that trail down. Thighs that spread wider, feet flattening against the bed so his hips can cant upward into your mouth.

Pushing him deeper, feeling the way your throat closes around him. The buzz of a moan against your core, as he doubles his efforts.

Your mind clouds into bliss. Left panting, the rhythmic bob of your head going sloppy. His cock all but forgotten, left as a velvet weight against your tongue. A whine when the quick flick of his tongue goes lazy. Teeth against your thigh, a messy kiss against your cunt.

“Come on, sweetheart.” It’s growled out, laced with amusement, “Don’t tell me you’re done already.”

A hand cracking down against your ass, a flash of teasing pain flickering with pleasure.

You’re jolted into action - wanting to prove him wrong. Swallowing him down again the way he likes. You fist spit-slick where it works him, tugging him into your mouth. Tits crushed against his stomach as your other hand snakes down.

Cupping his sack. Gently squeezing, feeling the taut way they draw up with the soft suction of your mouth.

The ragged moan you pull from him sounds like triumph.

[l3viat8an]

Asmo walking in on MC masturbating whatever will he do 🥴 -💖 

Nsfw!

Imo- Asmo’s going to have some fun ‘n play with you for as long as he can~

Asmo already knows exactly what you’re doing when he walked in. The lust rolling off you in waves feels sooo good already. His eyes slowly taking in your body, stopping between your legs and watching the way you quickly try to cover yourself and giggling, “Don’t stop now, sweetie~” I mean- he’s here to join you ofc!!- But first he wants to watch you cum on your own fingers. So just relax and go back to what you were doing.

It won’t matter what you do. No matter how much you whine ‘n beg for him to just fuck you because this is embarrassing, not even the adorable pout on your face can convince him. Asmo’s self control is honestly so impressive when he’s playing with you~

He grabs the chair from by your desk and puts it by the foot-end of your bed, making sure you can see him and he can see all of you~

Slipping his pants down just enough to pull his cock free, he sits there lazily pumping his hand up and down, rubbing his thumb over the tip and smearing his pre-cum, all slow teasing touches even on himself.

As your moans get louder Asmo smiles at you and says, “sweetheart~ I need to see you come first, before I can touch you. But I promise you, you’ll feel amazing~” the last word trails off in a soft moan as he watches your fingers work at your clit.

This is like a game for him, a simple one to see who can last longer and he knows it’ll be him. He knows you’re going to break down even more, turning into a whimpering mess. it’s obvious because you’re already making those adorable little noise for him. Soft gasps of his name, begging for him, for whatever he’ll give you and he hasn’t even touched you yet-

It’s all going straight to his cock, and yet he’s still confident he’s going to outlast you. After all it always feels even better when he gets to fuck you after a couple of orgasms, although, usually he would have helped you with those-

He thinks he’ll go slow this time, he wants to have you rutting against him with the same desperation you’re grinding against your own hand with….you just have to make yourself cum. Simple <3

[choccy-milky]

Hello! I'm not sure if you remember me but I DM'ed you one time and ask for some advice when it comes to drawing.. XD I just wanted to post this to show you how much I have improved, as well as a gift to say thank you for giving me the inspiration to practice drawing again!! I know I still have a lot to learn, but I will do my best to keep on practicing and maybe someday I can draw my MC along with yours :D

AW THIS IS SO CUTEE THANK YOU!!😭🥹🥹im so happy i could help you even a little bit with any advice, and also that i could inspire you to keep drawing!! your art is already super adorable so ik youll just keep getting better and better, and im hononured to see clora in your style...TYSM AGAIN!!🥹💖💖🙏

[askchilchuck]

ngl you remind me a bit of weasel (positively),long redish brown kinda prickly and surprisingly flexible

Why do all of you keep comparing me to rodents?

[merakiui]

I remember a while ago you were talking about a miraculous au with Rook, but imagine one with riddle as chat noir!! he’s serious and smart in person but with the mask on he just wants to have fun and get away from his overbearing mom!!! I love your writing Mera <3 you make my day with your silly prompts!! ᕙ(`▿´)ᕗ

CHAT NOIR RIDDLE……………

OMG YES. OTL OTL OTL this scrambles my brain in the best way AAAAAAAAA. Riddle being so studious and no-nonsense by day, but then at night he’s being snarky and teasing and THERE IS SUCH GOOD CHEMISTRY BETWEEN YOU AND HIM. What if Azul was Hawkmoth……. 🫣🫣 of course it would make more sense if Mama Rosehearts was Hawkmoth if we wanted to keep with the plot,,,, BUT HAWKMOTH AZUL IS SO !!!!!!!!!! Both honors students with secret identities. orz Azul’s entire goal is to, of course, take the Miraculous for himself, but then maybe he’s only akumatizing so many people in hopes of getting to see you constantly. <3 his pretty Ladybug hehe. And of course Riddle isn’t going to let that happen. :)

Chat Noir role fits Riddle so well???? Having the freedom to do as he pleases when he’s Chat Noir. Unbound by the rules because he’s not Riddle Rosehearts when he’s saving the city; he’s Chat Noir. >:) but also the visual of Riddle in Chat Noir’s outfit…… waaaaaa too wonderful!!!!!! >_<

[athina-blaine]

Thinking about Laios smelling like home. Kabru caving and smelling his cloak or something or just giving him a hug and taking note of his smell. Not home like his mother or home like utaya but home nonetheless. Current and present and able to be held in his hands. Something about kabru being emotionally vulnerable gets to me.

Bruuuuh I looooove Kabru being emotionally vulnerable!! Ch 76 was made in a lab and then sent to a factory specifically to drive me insane, I love emotionally reticent characters who struggle to express their own wants and needs until they're pushed past their breaking point. Mix it in with a little bit of a savior's complex and survivor's guilt and you've got a recipe for a brain full of worms, it's swiss cheese up there i stg

I imagine Kabru feeling very safe around Laios. Both in a literal sense, being at Laios' side is literally the safest place for him to be, and gives him the space to approach his aversion to monsters at his own pace. But also in an emotional sense; after all, with Laios, Kabru doesn't need to overthink, worry about saying the wrong thing, or make sure his mask doesn't slip. Not because Laios doesn't care about that or wouldn't judge him (although he wouldn't), but because that's not what Laios wants or needs from him. He just wants Kabru's friendship in a way that's fulfilling for both of them, genuine and sincere and freely given.

[jovialoddity]

So wait . . . Human Puzzles had some facial hair?! Why did he remove it ! What would he look like with it , now that his gray and no longer dyeing his hair? (And your art style is freaking awesome, no words can describe how freaking good your art and art style is!)

OOOH good question!! To be honest, he usually just goes in phases of either growing out his facial hair or going clean-shaven. It’s all just a matter of what he’s feeling at the moment, and for the PuzzleVision/Puzzle Park arcs in the story, he’s feeling like having a clean face (although I’m probably gonna grow his beard out a bit for his post-WOTFI/asylum look >:) )

As for how he would look with his old style of facial hair now…

I think he still rocks it!

Plus some bonus designs I can imagine he’s tried out:

(He learnt pretty quickly that he doesn’t like having a full beard… he thinks it makes him look too much like his father)

[parksrway]

can we get a lil cowboy sheik for yeehawgust

is this anything

[starleska]

Are you gonna give us that Jack Frost/Reader we know you wanna write?? 😆

oh god yes yes YES PLEASE I WOULD LOVE TO 😳💖 there is an absolutely tragic lack of x Reader fanworks for this man, which is devastating given how much he craves attention...i think he needs a little love to warm him right up 😉

Jack Frost x Reader headcanons 💙❄️

❄️ when You first meet Jack, he flatters You like you're the only person in the world who matters. he presses earnest kisses to the backs of your palms and showers You with compliments. you're taken in by his glittering smile, and the ease with which Jack makes You feel ever so special. but with time, You notice Jack's long game. there's a shallow affect behind those attentive eyes which clues You in; he's not only always watching You for any glimmer of approval, but watching everyone else too, all of the time. every phrase is perfectly engineered to give him the response he wants, and what he wants is attention. so, You decide to turn the tables on him. You make it your life's goal to make Jack Frost melt. ❄️ when You confront Jack on his scheming behaviour, his persona cracks like ice. his smile drops instantly and he takes on a mocking, scathing tone. "You think you've figured it all out?" he scoffs. "Please. Your gullibility would give the April Fool a field day. Why don't you scootle along now, before you get yourself hurt?" but You see it: the hurt flickering behind those frost-blue eyes. You step closer to him, and don't miss the way he flinches. "Aren't you tired of all this, Jack?" You ask quietly. "Always calculating. Always trying to get on top. You're trying so hard to make people like you...you can't see it when they actually do." Jack's hands are ice-cold when You slip your fingers through his own. he blusters in protest, tripping over his words as he tries to formulate a witty retort...but a light dusting of pink blooms along his cheekbones.

❄️ sincere affection is a foreign notion to Jack, and he skitters around it like a deer on a frozen lake. years of hypervigilance and rejection have him distrustful of your motivations, even when You speak your mind. "Surely this is some elaborate trick," Jack tells You once afternoon, when the pair of you are bundled up together under one ultra-long, snowflake-patterned scarf. "I'm still waiting for the big reveal, and I'm sure it'll be a showstopper." yet you're used to the pitfalls of Jack's paranoid mind, and You ask him, "What if the big reveal is that I think you look really cute when you're flustered?" without waiting for an answer, You capture his lips in a kiss. Jack is immediately reactive and whines softly into you, but You slide your arms over his shoulders and lock your fingers behind his back: reassuring him. keeping him safe. telling him it's okay to be vulnerable here. ❄️ nothing could have prepared you for what Jack's real love looks like. remarkably, Jack is restrained when he's being insincere: the actual depths of adoration he has for You are astonishing. he's physically clingy: always having a hand rest on your shoulder, or brushing his thigh against yours under the table. when you're alone he loves to envelop You, whether that's by drawing You in for an impromptu hug or falling asleep cuddling You like you're a teddy bear. his kisses (frequent and soft) leave small trails of ice crystals along your bare skin, and he always grins when You shiver. "Oh dear, are you cold, darling?" Jack asks with a wink. "It would appear my efforts to warm you up have been in vain. However...there's no harm if I keep trying, is there~?" ❄️ although he's freezing cold in the extremities, Jack isn't frozen all the way through. a gentle warmth exudes from Jack's chest, and You often spend your evenings intertwined with your head resting there, listening to the curious flutter of his trapped, searing heart. You murmur gentle words of affirmation into his neck, and delight in how he keens beneath You. when You look up at him, You adore the way his eyes sparkle. Jack is beautiful in the way only a snowflake can be: wholly unique, with hidden complexities even a lifetime wouldn't allow You to observe. Jack is wonderful. and Jack is yours.

[leonsliga]

Leon is really decent and pretty like…If you ask him to do the show like Thomas and Jo did in Korean he won’t do that.

But he is still energetic and surprisingly naughty lol. But I can’t say no to pretty face😂😂😂.

Still don’t know why he is shy in front of Jo 😂

Right? Sure, he’s not the big extrovert Thomas is and he’s a touch more reserved than Jo, so he’s less likely to joke around and make a fool of himself (affectionate) on a Korean tv show like they did. But when he’s around people he knows well, he seems to find plenty of ways to let his silly side out. Being an insufferable pain in the ass is his specialty, and he takes a certain pride in it 😂 here’s some examples of him being a compete thorn in his teammates’ (and Bayern staff members’) sides:

Serial luggage kicker

Pulling one over on Leroy

911 I’d like to report a murder

Jamal won’t get a moment’s peace so long as Leon’s on his case

The worst behaved footballer at ad-campaigns

Constructive criticism brought to you by Scoretzka himself

A gentle hit before a hug - Leon’s love language

Taking matters into his own hands

Someone had a little too much Zaubertrank that day

Leon’s drill sergeant origin story

Massive big bro energy

MMA training with Thomas

While he’s definitely more reserved in the public eye, I don’t know if I’d say he’s shy in front of Jo exactly? At the very least, he’s always adorably affectionate with his fellow midfielder, which is pretty much the Leon equivalent of outgoing 😁❤️