#I need to make an actual drawing of goof

[themintman]

I just think he’s neat.

[angeloftrumpets]

Thinking about the other f/o 🥹🥹🥹

[tomswifty-fr]

its actually not even funny how little i want to go into work today

[y3sterdaysproblem]

smoke and mirrors - chris sturniolo

chapter three

summary: your best friend Matt backs out of plans you had made together, so you replace him with his brother. the only problem is the two of you can’t stand each other.

{enemies to lovers, fake dating}

includes : explicit language, fluff, smut(penetration, oral, fingering, etc.), angst if you squint, lots of bickering, slow burn

tw: slight body issues in this chapter.

wc: 3.2k

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The wedding was in a week and you found yourself out shopping with the triplets trying to find Chris a tie that would match your dress, which was just a simple, deep red, slim fitting, sleeveless dress. It was sexy and flattering, but nowhere near enough to draw attention from the bride or bridal party.

You had been shopping for a while, mostly goofing off, but now you guys had made it to Men’s Warehouse and were actually looking for what you needed. You carried around a swatch of your dress color so you could find something as close as possible, holding it up to every dark red tie you found, but nothing was to your liking just yet.

“How about this one?” Chris asks, holding another one up, and you walk over and hold up your swatch, shaking your head. “Too bright,” you say, to which he groans.

“We’ve looked at like twenty different ties, one of these has to match,” he complains, putting the tie back.

“The perfect match is out there, I know it is. We just have to keep looking,” you tell him, still perusing the array of options throughout the store.

Matt and Nick followed behind you guys, chit chatting with each other while you and Chris bickered over whether or not the reds matched, which they obviously didn’t.

“Haven’t you ever seen those pictures on the internet?” You ask Chris.

He raises an eyebrow, looking down at you. “Very descriptive, I definitely have,” he replies sarcastically.

You roll your eyes. “You know, the ones where girls ask their boyfriend if they can tell the difference between two really similar nail polishes? Most of them can’t tell the difference, but women can! So when you say that these ties are ‘close enough’, they’re just not. It has to be perfect, these pictures are going to be around forever, and as much as I wish you weren’t in the pictures, I at least want to make sure we look good.”

“Stop comparing me to a boyfriend, dude, it’s getting weird,” Chris shudders at the thought and you just shake your head, knowing that he wasn’t listening to a damn thing you were saying and is just trying to rush through this store. “How about this one?”

Chris holds up a tie for you to look at, and you hold your swatch up to it, instantly beaming up at him. “It’s perfect!” You tell him, bouncing on your toes in excitement. “See? Don’t you see how well that matches?”

He looks down at the two colors pressed together and reluctantly nods. “Yeah, that looks pretty good,” he agrees.

“Great!” You smile, grabbing the tie from his hands. “Now we buy this and we’re all done.”

Chris lets out a sigh of relief and turns to his brothers, ready to be done conversing with you for the time being. He makes eye contact with Matt who smiles at him and mouths the words ‘help me’ while pointing towards your frame that happily skipped up to the register.

Matt laughed and patted Chris on the shoulder. “You agreed to it,” he tells him.

Back at the triplets house, you’re all crowded in Nick’s room, your dress laid out on his bed and Chris’s suit laid right next to it. “You put yours on first,” you tell him.

You wanted to see how you guys looked together before the actual day of the wedding, so you decided to try everything on now that you guys were both home and had corresponding outfits. You had brought your dress over earlier before you went shopping so that it was ready for you when you guys got back home.

Chris picks up his suit from the bed and walks into Nick’s bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

“How are you handling being Chris’s girlfriend?” Nick asks curiously, waggling his eyebrows at you.

You just laugh. “It’s not that bad, we just take pictures together every so often, but it’s just pictures. As much as I hate it I just have to remind myself that he’s giving me a date to a wedding so I don’t have to hear everyone asking me why I don’t have a boyfriend. A couple pictures in return for a night of silence sounds like a win to me.”

Nick and Matt chuckle, still shocked that you guys agreed to help each other in such an intimate way, considering your history.

“Why do I have a feeling you guys are going to fall in love?” Nick teases, but you just scoff at him.

“Yeah, right. I’d rather date you,” you smirk at Nick and make a kissy face towards him, leaning in like you were going to kiss him.

Nick cringes and puts his hand in your face, pushing you away as you guys hear the door open, Chris walking out in his suit, his tie in his hand.

“I, uh, don’t know how to tie this,” he says shyly, holding it out, clearly embarrassed.

You look around at his brothers and see them both looking just as clueless as Chris did. “Seriously?” You ask them.

“Our mom or dad always did it for school dances,” Matt tells you. “Never really worn a tie other than that.”

You huff and stand up off the bed, walking over to Chris, snatching the new tie out of his hands. “You guys are helpless,” you mumble, starting to situate the tie around his neck.

“‘M not helpless,” Chris says lowly, his voice slightly pouty.

“Oh, of course not,” you reply, looking up at him. “You’re just a twenty one year old boy that doesn’t know how to tie a tie, or fill out forms, or make a restaurant reservation…” you trail off.

“The fuck? I made a reservation for you and Matt tomorrow,” he argues.

“Tomorrow?” Matt whips his head around to look at his brother.

“Yeah?” Chris responds, looking at Matt over your head. “I told you I’d book it and then let you know when it was.”

“You didn’t think to ask first? Chris, I have plans,” Matt groans.

Chris’s eyes widen. “What fucking plans?! You never go anywhere.”

“I have an actual date tomorrow, I can’t make that. You should’ve told me when it was first or asked when I was free,” Matt tells him, finality clear in his voice.

“Kid, I had to put fucking a deposit down for this place, it’s non refundable. You need to go. Just reschedule your date.” Chris tells him.

Matt shakes his head, looking at Chris seriously. “No, dude, I’m not rescheduling. You should’ve asked.”

Chris groans and throws his head back, currently hating his life. You finish up with the tie and reach up to brush off Chris’s shoulders, then swipe your hands down his arms quickly before backing away. “Done,” you tell him, admiring your work. “You know, you could just suck it up and grab dinner with me. I’m not the worst person to be around.”

Chris turns around and goes back in the mirror to look at himself, shrugging a bit. “I’d prefer not to, but I also don’t want to lose my deposit.” He walks back out of the bathroom and past you, going to sit on the bed. “Alright, try your dress on now so I can take this off.”

You nod and grab your dress before walking into the bathroom, shutting the door after you. You slip off all of your clothes and step into your dress, pulling the straps over your shoulders. It fits well, and when you bought the dress a couple of months ago, you fell in love with it and the way it looked on your body, but now as you stare in the mirror, pulling the sides tight against your waist as the zipper was still down in the back, you couldn’t help but focus on all the imperfections staring back at you in the mirror. It almost makes you fully take the dress off and call it a day, figuring you’ll just put it on the day of the wedding and suck it up, but you would feel too bad making Chris get dressed up just to back out.

You’ve never explicitly told any of the triplets about any of your insecurities, just threw a few self deprecating comments out there like people normally do, and for the most part you were a confident person, but everyone had their days, and today was just one of those days.

You reach back and try to pull the zipper up, but you’re only able to zip it about halfway up on your own, so you slip back into your happy demeanor before you open the door and walk out, smiling at the three boys staring back at you. “Can one of you zip me up?” You ask.

Chris stands up from the bed and walks towards you. You’re shocked to see him volunteering without being coerced into it, but say nothing, afraid to startle him back to his senses. You just turn around and move your hair off your back, pulling it over your shoulder and he reaches out, grabbing the zipper and pulling it all the way up. “Good,” he tells you, and you turn back around to face him again.

“How do I look?” You ask the room, smiling wide and putting your hands on your hips dramatically. Chris moves out of the way so his brothers can see you, but keeps his eyes on your body.

“The same as you always look,” he retorts bluntly.

“You look hot,” Nick nods his head enthusiastically in approval.

“What Nick said,” Matt says in agreement. “I’m kind of sad I can’t make it now.”

You giggle at Matt’s words, feeling your ears heat up a little bit. You didn’t necessarily have a crush on Matt, but you couldn’t ignore the fact that he was attractive and his words did have a little bit of an effect on you.

“Thanks, guys. Come here, Chris, I want to look at us in the mirror.” You tell him and walk back into the bathroom where he follows you.

You both stand in the mirror together, looking at your outfits. You scrunch your eyebrows together and brush your hands over your dress, trying to pull it in a couple different directions to make it look more flattering on your body.

“What are you doing?” Chris asks you, watching you through the mirror as you play with your dress.

“Trying to fix the dress,” you mumble, sucking in a little bit as you turn to the side to stare at your reflection from another angle. “I think I gained a little weight and I just.. don’t really like how this is looking.”

Chris turns to look at you instead of your reflection, seeing how distraught you actually looked by the sight of your body in the dress.

“There’s nothing to fix, the dress is fine.” Chris is clearly uncomfortable at the way you’re speaking, but has no idea how to manage the situation. It was bad enough that he wasn’t good at dealing with other peoples’ emotions, but you two also weren’t close, so his urge to run away was even stronger than normal.

“It’s not the dress, I just…” your voice falters, eyes still glued to your body in the mirror. “I look bad.”

“Stop it,” he tells you, reaching out to turn your body towards his. You turn and look up to meet his eyes, your own starting to well with tears. “Why are you crying?”

You sniffle and shrug your shoulders, unable to speak in fear of your voice giving out on you.

He reaches behind himself and shuts the door, blocking his two brothers from earshot of you guys. “Why are you crying?” He asks you again, more firm this time.

You look down at the ground, sucking in a deep breath. “I’m just upset at how I look,” you tell him, voice high pitched and squeaky. “I really liked this dress when I got it but… I don’t know how I feel now.”

Chris sighs and reaches forward, placing a finger under your chin so he could tilt up your head. “Stop crying,” he tells you. “You look really good in that dress. Your body is incredible and you know it, that’s why you always walk around my house in your little booty shorts and a sports bra, isn’t it?”

You cough out a laugh and reach up to wipe a couple tears that fell down your cheek. “Not really, I’m just really comfortable around you guys. Even you wouldn’t think to comment on my body. You’re dumb but you’re not that dumb.”

Chris rolls his eyes at you and shakes his head. “Well, I’m commenting on it and I’m telling you that you look fine. Girls would kill to look like you. Once you do your hair and your makeup and shave your legs or whatever girls do you’ll feel way better about how you look. So, sort yourself out, change back into your clothes and go cuddle with my brothers or whatever weird shit you do with them.”

You smile and nod, the tears subsiding almost completely as he speaks. “Okay,” you mutter. “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it,” Chris replies. “Seriously. Ever. I don’t ever want anyone knowing I… comforted you.”

You giggle at his words and watch as he turns to leave the bathroom before you try and stop him.

“Wait, Chris,” you touch his shoulder and he turns around, looking at you confusedly. “I need you to unzip me.”

“Oh,” Chris starts, moving his feet to come back to you. You turn around and place your hands over your breasts to hold the dress in place once it’s unzipped and he reaches up to unzip it down to your lower back, the small spaghetti straps falling off of your shoulders as he does so. “There you go.”

You turn back around to face him, still holding the dress. His eyes couldn’t help but wander, taking one last look at your body, so close to being completely naked in front of him. All you had to do was let go and the dress would fall to the floor-

“I said thanks,” you say loudly and Chris clears his throat, looking back up to your eyes. He doesn’t respond, just leaves the bathroom and shuts the door, not even speaking to his brothers before he leaves Nick’s room and heads towards his own.

You turn back to the mirror and drop the dress, staring at yourself a few minutes longer, and the more you stand there, the more you feel your mood shifting, and what started as a judgmental and negative stare slowly turns into you checking yourself out, posing for yourself almost completely naked apart from your underwear. You hum to yourself and send a wink towards your reflection before getting dressed again, walking into Nick’s room.

Right now you wore sweatpants and a loose crop top with the collar cut out so it hung off your shoulders, but you strutted over to Nick’s dresser where you had some clothes you had left and he had so graciously washed for you, digging out a pair of old Nike pros and a sports bra, turning around and smirking at the boys that watched you from the bed, eyes wide.

“What… happened in there?” Nick asks, scared for the answer.

You just giggle and rip your shirt over your shoulders in front of both boys, causing Matt to gasp and cover his eyes with his fingers, though he might’ve kept a small slit between his pointer and middle finger, who knows, whereas Nick’s eyes just got even wider, his eyes trailing over your body as you pulled the sports bra over your head, changing your bottom half next until you were fully changed, letting Matt know he was okay to look.

“I know you’re my best friend but I am still only a man,” Matt tells you, not so subtly checking you out, which only boosted your confidence more. Maybe you were searching for validation in the wrong people, but fuck it you needed it right now and if Matt and god forbid Chris were going to be the men that made you feel like they were going to melt at the sight of you then so be it.

“It’s like window shopping,” you tell Matt with a grin. “You can admire but you can’t touch.”

Matt couldn’t help his cheeks turning slightly darker at your words. “Sure…” he replies, definitely not sure.

“Anyway,” you start, clapping your hands together. “You guys hungry? I’m in the mood to cook.”

-

You had scrounged up what you could in the triplets’ kitchen and ended up cooking them some basic pasta, throwing all the boys’ portions onto a plate along with your own, putting everything on the table, calling Matt and Nick to the table who sat on their couch waiting patiently for dinner to be ready.

“I’m gonna get your brother,” you tell them with a smile before skipping towards the stairs, heading down them quickly. “Chris?” You call, standing in his doorframe.

He glances up at you quickly then back down at his phone before he rips his head back up, doing a double take, eyes scanning over the new outfit that had adorned your body. “Uh,” he drawls, looking up to meet your gaze. “Can I help you?”

You smile and place one foot on top of the other, your front knee buckled slightly, hands placed on the doorframe as you stared back at him where he lay on his bed. “I made dinner. You coming?”

Chris thinks about it for a moment before he shakes his head. “I’m not hungry.” He tells you, looking back down at his phone.

You huff and walk over to him until you’re standing next to his bed, reaching down to grab his phone and pull it behind your back. “Already made you a plate.” You tell him.

Chris furrows his eyebrows and sits up on the bed, quickly getting frustrated with you. “Stop fucking doing that shit every time your spoiled ass doesn’t get what you want. Give me my fucking phone.” He says aggressively, voice a tad louder than it normally is.

“Not until you come have dinner with us. I don’t want your food going to waste,” you pout, both hands now securely locked behind your back, phone held sideways between them. “Don’t be so rude, it’s fucking annoying.”

Chris scoffs out a laugh and shakes his head in disbelief. “I’m rude? You’re just coming in my room and snatching shit out of my hands like a fucking toddler, that seems pretty rude to me.”

You take a tiny step closer to Chris, jutting out your bottom lip. “Please?” You beg.

He’s still for a moment, and at first when his body starts to move, your first thought is that he’s giving in and standing up to go have dinner with you and his brothers, but you’re quickly proven wrong when he stands up and grabs your bicep, flipping your body around. You squeal at the sudden movement, stumbling over your own to feet as he spins you.

What you definitely didn’t expect was him facing you towards the bed and grabbing your hands that were still behind your back with one hand, his other hand taking his phone and shoving it in his pocket. He pushes you down on the bed aggressively, your feet still on the floor but your body bent over with your chest pressed into the mattress, leaning over your back until his mouth was next to your ear, making sure you heard the words that were about to fall from his lips.

“Watch your fucking attitude around me before I fucking make you.”

He aggressively shoves your arms, pushing you into the bed roughly as he lets go of you, glaring your way as he starts to walk out of his room, eventually turning his head and exiting, stomping up the stairs.

You use your now free hands to push yourself up until you’re standing straight again, then use them to reach up to your bun that almost completely fell out, grabbing the hair tie and ripping it out.

It took you a moment to process what had happened, but you thought back to it and how it made you feel, and most importantly the newfound throbbing between your legs. You stand there in silence, arms dropped to your sides, until you let out a quiet and confused,

“What the fuck?”

-

a/n: the tension is buildinggggg yall feel it??

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[dollcherray]

꒰͡ ͜ ı ͜ ͡꒱ DOLLHOUSE ۶♡ৎ

CAINE AND JAX WITH A CREEPY DOLL READER

A/N: This is so silly, definitely not self indulgement.

Type: Romantic/platonic, fluff, headcanons

About reader: Reader talks very slowly, have creepy hobbies and is very mysterious.

Warnings: Decapitation mentions, gore mentions, reader literally wants to sacrifice Jax, Jax is being haunted by you, NOT PROOFREAD, i just did this because yes.

Song: Dollhouse

CAINE ✮⋆˙

୨୧ I dont really think Caine would be really scared or creeped out by you at the start, because he's an AI so, his reaction would be a totally different than the others, i can see him complimenting you actually.

୨୧ When you first got into the circus, you were just so eerily... calm? it impressed him a bit since everybody freaked out whenever they got to the circus, thats the first thing that kinda got him curious, but he just brushed it off when he found out its just in ur nature.

୨୧ When you talk slowly and smoothly like those creepy characters, he would just get a bit impatient, Caine is a very eletric and excited robot, so i dont really think he would have much patience with you when you start talking.

୨୧ One thing that can annoy him a bit is the fact you were just so mysterious, you werent really present on the adventures and when you were you just would blend in the background and didnt really do much, it was like you were a digital ghost or something.

୨୧ He would question the others of why they were so creeped by you, like i said, your weird nature wouldnt really have an effect on him so its very likely that he wont get why the others are so scared of you.

୨୧ About how he reacts to your creepy hobbies; he just doesnt really finds it age appropriate, like, why do you have so many gory drawings?! why do you keep trying to decapitate Jax?? to use his head as a souvenir?! reader!! that is not age appropriate!

୨୧ He would try to drive you away from those creepy hobbies, only upsetting you and making you "calmly" threat him saying you would make him eat his own eyes, but it was an empty threat since you cant do much to the RINGMASTER of the circus, and it didnt really work but oh well.

୨୧ He finds your character unique because it can 'almost blend in the dark easily' and he says that because one day he went out in the night to just wander around since he's an AI and doesn't really need sleep and... thats when he saw you, putting a message with a cute bow wrapped knife in Jax's door... you looked really nice in the dark btw.

୨୧ Yeah, overall, he just thinks you are another silly goof.

۶♡ৎ “...[NAME] you cant say that.”

JAX ۶♡ৎ

୨୧ Fuck.

୨୧ I think Jax would be really fucked up, he made a HUGE mistake when he tried testing your patience at first, calling you "edgelord" and etc, he got a chance at first when you just decided to ignore him, but, he tried his luck again by trying to nag you with his pranks.

୨୧ He laughed at you threatening to give him 'a DIY plastic surgery' on his face, thinking you were just trying to be a "edgy kid"... until your brutal payback..

୨୧ Now you are haunting him, congrats, you have instigated fear into the 'funny' purple bunny that now everytime he sees you in a adventure, he gets more worried in making sure you aren't trying to stab his back with a axe than causing chaos and violence.

୨୧ This man was so flabbergasted when you tried to 'payback' his prank with setting up a axe trap in his room door to try and decapitate him, thats when Jax knew he fucked up.

୨୧ The others praise you because whenever your in the same room as Jax, he shuts up for the first time and as long as you're present in the same room as him, he wont bug anyone and that makes everybody so much happier.

୨୧ He has to check his door for traps EVERY MORNING to not get greeted with a knife to his forehead or worse: with you instead.

୨୧ You probably haunt his dreams, Jax probably had a nightmare that had you included, oh wow you have officially turned into Jax's living nightmare, like why is this happening to him?! is this karma for his pranks?! god help him.

୨୧ He hates you and your voice and everything about you! Thanks to you, now everybody has an argument to mock him, thanks to YOU everybody knows he's not that tough, even Gangle laughed at him!

۶♡ৎ “I'm so incredibly disappointed right now.”

[simpsdept]

Carmilla Carmine x female reader ABC smut headcannons

A/n: I did this on another account for Lapis Lazuli, let’s hope this one goes well too lol!

Requested by: no one.

Warnings: smut, gay sex. A lot more but you’ll see in the headcannons(I ain’t gonna list every headcannon)

A- After Care (what their like after sex)

-Sweetest and most caring woman ever after sex. She’ll make sure your hydrated, comfortable, cleaned up and even fed if your hungry after. She’ll even help you take a bath or shower if needed

B- Body Part (what’s their favorite body part of their partner and themselves?)

-For her? She likes her thighs. In sex or out of sex. It doesn’t really matter. She enjoys having you touch and sit on them, grind on them or simply rest on them.

-For you, she enjoys your hands. Also in and out of sex. She loves how both of your hands can intertwine together in public, or how you can caress her and touch her. Also she enjoys your fingers in her so that’s a plus for her

C-Cum (anything to do with it)

-50/50 for her. She enjoys it but she isn’t crazy about it. She’ll eat you out but sometimes doesn’t swallow all the cum. Sometimes she’ll just wipe it onto the bedsheets to get it off of herself. It’s kinda messy for her and sticky if there’s too much, which is uncomfortable.

D-Dominant or Submissive? (Their position in sex)

-She leans on more of the Dominant side. She’s not a controlling top, but she does like taking the reins. Either that or a power bottom, but she’ll let you have full control too.

E-Experience (how experienced are they?)

-She’s pretty experienced. She’s not like angel dust or some succubus who’s really good at it, but she can satisfy you better than a lot of people can.

F/Favorite Pose/position (y’all know what this is)

-Missionary. No doubt. She enjoys seeing you. Whether you’re on top of her or if she’s on top of you. She likes seeing your reactions up close and it’s much easier for her to kiss and pleasure you.

G-Goofy (how serious are they in bed?)

-To her intimacy is not about jokes and goofing off. Yea she’ll tease you here and there and chuckle sometimes at your reactions, but she isn’t going to be that goofy.

H-Hair (how well groomed are they?)

-She’s pretty well groomed. Being a weapon armor Overlord she likes to stay professional, so keeping herself well groomed (even in the areas that aren’t showing) is how she rolls.

I-Intimacy (are they romantic?)

-100%. She’s one of the most romantic girls ever. I feel like if she’s feeling really romantic, she’d get the room cozy and soft and dimly lit with candles and rose petals. Also the bath tub too. Bath tub hot and warm, filled with rose petals and candles around it, and wine for you two to drink to get the mood up.

J-Jack off (masturbation headcannon)

-She isn’t one to jack off. If she were to it would be like at most 5 times a year. She won’t jack off unless she’s really in need of release and you’re not there.

K-Kinks (one or two of their kinks)

-Praising and BDSM. Light BDSM though, like soft handcuffs or belts. Nothing too extreme where your all tied up. She wants you to be comfortable. She loves receiving bondage too, also lightly, she doesn’t want to be all tied up and fully restrained where she can’t even move. She enjoys giving and receiving praise, she won’t be too graphic about it but she’ll go far with that one

L-Location (where would they want to do it?)

-The place she mainly wants to have sex with you at is in your guys room alone. She enjoys having the moment romantic and relaxing. Though she’s up for sex in the bath if you’re up for it.

M-Motivation (what turns them on?)

-You just being sexy or seductive. If you’re in an aroused position, then that will make her aroused. If you’re speaking seductively with a smirk on your face, then she’ll be turned on. Also touching. Like rubbing your hands against her thighs or waist. She also enjoys heated kisses on her mouth or neck, it’ll turn her on.

N-No (where do they draw the line?)

-Any actual pain. She’s okay with light biting and anything pleasurable. But nothing to far. She doesn’t want to hurt you and doesn’t feel comfortable inflicting any pain on you, or herself.

O-Oral (What their like giving/receiving)

-She’s good at it, a woman knows what another woman wants. Her tongue’s incredibly skilled, she could make you cum with just licking your thighs.

-She loves receiving oral. She’ll be holding back all her groans and moans as she’s practically sweating from the stimulation.

P-Pace (Are they Rough and fast? Or slow and sensual?)

-Most of the time slow and sensual. Though if you want rough then she’ll give you rough. She likes slow and sensual for herself though, she rarely asks you for it to be rough.

Q-Quickies (Their opinions, experiences, etc.)

-She’d rather not, but she finds herself using them sometimes. She does it with you sometimes at work if either one of you needs some sort of release. But she’d rather have you in bed with her and take her sweet time.

R-Risk (are they willing to experiment? Risks?)

-Risks are rarely or not ever taken. She cherishes her time with you and wouldn’t risk getting hurt, or getting caught. She’s willing to experiment different positions, styles, or habits though

S-Stamina (How long can they go for?)

-Normally, she can for about 2 or 3 rounds. But she can go for 4 or 5 sometimes if you both are really in the mood and need it.

T-Toys (do they use toys?)

-Sometimes but not often. She’d rather use herself (fingers, mouth, tongue, etc.) rather than be objects, but she’s up for it once in a while

U-Unfair (do they like to tease?)

-yes, she does. Though it’s not harsh or cruel, a few small jokes or words or actions but not to much.

V-Volume (How loud are they?)

-From quiet to medium. She’s not too nosy, she’s loud enough for you to hear though. She will get louder sometimes if you go rougher on her though.

W-Wild card(just a random headcannon for the character)

-She doesn’t show a lot of PDA, but sometimes during meeting with other overlords, when she’s sitting down with you, she’ll trial her fingers up and down your thighs.

X-Xray (what are they like underneath those clothes)

-She’s smooth, and if you already couldn’t tell, she’s pretty thin too. Uhh breast size, not so big either but it’s not like it matters.

Y-Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

-Not very high. She has a pretty low sex drive. She’s usually not in the mood or too busy. This doesn’t mean she doesn’t have desires, it’s just not often.

Z-Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep?)

-She waits for you to fall asleep, wanting you to feel comfortable and safe in her arms. Though if you go hard on her then she’ll probably pass out before you, especially if you had sex on a busy stressful day.

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

Alright with all the great discussion today around Ed telling Stede in s2e5 "I never apologized for jack shit" when we literally saw him do that in s1e4, here are my thoughts on possibilities to explain this. I think any configuration of these explanations is possible and one does not negate the others

This is just a consistency error. someone goofed in the writer's room

Ed naturally apologizes very easily and genuinely when he fucks up, and does it so immediately and instinctively that he doesn't really remember it and considers it on a different level than his performative YouTuber apology

Feeling forced to apologize, especially for a situation in which he was doing so terribly mentally and cannot really be held accountable for his actions in the same way (not saying it's an excuse, but it's a different level than if he'd just been doing it for fun) is making him Very Uncomfortable and he's just in a weird headspace rn

This is another case where Ed's self-perception is skewed. He thinks Blackbeard was the type of guy who would never apologize for shit and assumes it's actually true because often his self-image begins and ends with I Am Bad

On a related note, Ed is trying to further distance himself from Blackbeard. He's already talking about how he's not the captain right now, and this is another way for him to draw a line and say he's not Being Blackbeard anymore, and the proof is in how he just made this big public apology

This is the same conversation where Ed looks two seconds away from creaming his onesie over Stede's captain voice so it might be flirting tactic. "heheh nooo I never used to apologize for shit. oh noo i'm so naughty. what are you gonna do about that Captain. are you going to need to discipline your naughty boy haha"

[hasello]

Hello good afternoon. Question: Have the other Leos or even Rise!Raph felt jealous towards Rise!Leo's for his natural skills in leadership? (I forgot each nicknames, sorry) Because I feel, I'm not sure if correct, but it kinda feel less forced on Rise!Leo then the others. Like he knows what to do and how to place his cards, making the enemies underestimate what his capable of, and only think his goofing around; giving him the upper ground. I think they could've felt some envy or something.

And second question, very important: ARE WE HAVING MORE OF THOSE CUTE LIL' BABY TURTLES?!!! THEY ARE SO ADORABLE!! I LOVE THEY WAY YOU DRAWING, MAKES MY HEART EXPLODE ❤!

You're awsome, and thank you for your time and art ❤ have a great day/night

Hi, love!! 💗

1. I agree, first of all, and fully get what you mean! I also believe Blue is simply a natural leader.

We know how it was for Red (rise). The movie showed us clearly what he thought and I wouldn’t change that, honestly.

“Red was never irritated at Blue’s skills, just at how he used them. Now… I’m just proud.”

I think Leo (12) would be mostly proud too, although it wouldn’t change the fact that she’d be irritated at how easy leading seems to be for Blue, because come on - all these years of trying and then some punk comes in and just does it with a smile…?

“I just don’t think it’s fair, that’s all. Clearly god has favorites…”

It would make him a little sad somewhere deep inside, too. How does Blue make it seem fun, meanwhile he’s always seen as lame and boring as a leader? It would all change after some time tho, since we know Blue isn’t all that confident and it’s mostly the great acting skills helping him look so easy going. After Leo would realize that (post invasion especially, I think) he’d just try to help him out with it all.

“Blue IS very skilled and has great leading qualities, he always had. He just wasn’t all that used to actually using them responsibly… I think.”

Now, it would be a little different with Lee (03). His perspective is a little… biased, cause of all the anxiety that falls on him in this au - so he’d be just fully stressed with the whole situation. Another one of his baby bros suddenly having to deal with all this shit?!

“…fainting worthy, truly.”

2. YES, OF COURSE!! I seem to be stuck with angst right now and I’m sorry for that. I need to finish my current projects and I promise I have a little idea for a comic, fully about them being silly kids 😚❤️ the hint what’s it about is: 🍪

ALSO: THANK YOU 😭❤️❤️ that’s so sweet, I’m happy you like it! You too, have a lovely day/night! ✨

here’s a little doodle of baby orange!!

[leidensygdom]

Just a bit of a personal thought, but I have grown to deeply dislike how social media, with its' competitive algorithm and need to have a perfect performance, is often giving people a really wrong idea of what is it actually to do art.

Most times, artists are rewarded by posting only their best work: A badly performing post in places like Instagram may affect how well your next post performs. It also prefers you to post finished pictures, very presentable sketches, that kind of stuff. Which is rarely the bulk of an artists' work. Even speedpaints have been chewed down into palatable videos barely reaching 15 seconds. Tiktok and Instagram reels prefer extremely short videos, and speedpaints are mostly just few (sparkles) aesthetic (sparkles) shots of minuscule parts of the process.

And all of that, I've found, gives people this really weird image of what is art actually like. A lot of starting artists grow to make idols out of bigger ones, thinking that these people can only create perfect pieces effortlessly, but that's not how it works. Very far from that. It's mostly that artists that keep active social media and have grown to know the game, know that showing the rough parts of art is not what gets you favoured by the algorithm.

I've been thinking about this ever since I saw a video on twitter of a fairly long speedpaint for what you usually see in social media, I think 4 minutes long, where the person redrew portions of the sketch up to five times. And a lot of people mentioned it was enlightening to see the struggle, to see that even a competent artist sometimes will struggle doing a little phone cord for an hour.

I think that's something I have kind of experienced, too. I'm not a big artist, but a lot of people have mentioned they find me intimidating still, up until they know me on Discord or something and realize I'm just a goof like any other. Up until I mention a face refused to work for 2 hours and I gave up, or how I randomly keep learning new basic functionalities in my drawing software of choice. And I think that's crucial to share too: Art is not a linear road! It isn't a smooth trip! You'll fail again and again and sometimes will end up going back to a previous point, then take another path. Sometimes you render a whole drawing and decide it looks bad so you start over. Sometimes you realize the lines came out wonky as hell and end up redoing it. Sometimes you gave a character 6 fingers or forgot people have eyebrows. It happens! And it's part of what making art is!

I mentioned this on Twitter- I rarely have visible proof of these struggles, but for an Artfight drawing (where I am trying to be speedy), I struggled with a cloak. For long. I made a thumbnail, I made a sketch, realized the cloak didn't work out, so I redrew it over and over again. I deleted most of the discarded sketches, but here's a few of the things that survived.

And like, I'm tired of not talking about this! I'm sad that people think they're failing because their art process isn't as smooth as it could be! So, yeah: I guess rant over, but I just have been thinking about this a bunch lately. If you'd like, do please feel free to reblog or share in replies any similar situations, struggles and flops. I think it could help people to realize how this is actually just a natural part of the process.

[elliespuns]

Do you have any headbands of what Ellie would act like when drunk? I've never seen anyone talk about this and im actually curious 😭

I once posted an incorrect quote of drunk teenage Ellie (like 15–16) drawing on Joel's forehead with a highlighter, and when he asked what she was doing, she said, "Highlighting you." and he chuckled, "Why?" and she looked at him with those beamy, watery eyes and silly smile, "Because you're important."

I think that sums it all up. I've always seen Ellie as this goofy, bubbly kid when drunk. Wanting to hug everyone around her just because she feels happy and she needs to infect (oops, pun intended) everyone around her. I think she's silly and even funnier than usual. Her tongue's not listening to her, and she mostly just ends up sluring most of the words and then giggling about it.

Adult Ellie is probably not THAT silly (because adult Ellie knows things that younger Ellie didn't know yet), but she surely still has that goof in her, especially if she's around people who make her feel good. Like Dina, Jesse, or even Eugene. Other kids most likely love drunk Ellie; she trying to play hide and seek with them and then getting caught in something else, forgetting she's supposed to find them. Like, in the middle of a meaningful conversation with Dina, "Oh, shit!"... "What?"... "I forgot I was supposed to find them."... "Who?"... "The kids, we were playing hide and seek." while the kids are already in their beds, probably.

All I know is that I would love to spend time with drunk Ellie. She must be so fun to be around when drunk. (before her tragic destiny)

[intotheelliwoods]

Thats it, its about time I actually made a colored reference of this guy! The circle brows came with the wrinkles :)

Little rambling to clear things up under the cut btw

TO EVERYONE WHO DREW HIM BASED OFF OF THIS POST I AM SO SORRY 😭 I love you all I truly do, the fact people have been drawing this goof at all is such a delight, but oops I made that post back when 2AL was not even a thing lmaooo. I based that color scheme off of NQK by @/tervaneula (go check out nqk btw, FANTASTIC future Leo design right there)

He uhhh, also may or may not have had chin stripes back in the first comic but shhh that was also technically before 2AL became an actual thing. No he does not have chin stripes! Those were only there comic #1 because I had no clue I was going to make an actual series, and went "ah I need to make this peepaw palatable and recognizable" and added them oops

Anyways I hope this actual design can help clear stuff up! I also hope you like the lil brows because I sure as hell do, you know, in case the big kind eyes were not enough for you

Bonus drawing from Discord I am fond of, use it wisely:

[miffysrambles]

Sun Wukong x autistic reader?

Examples on what traits autistic people have: Autistic people will have a special interest and Have a hard time understanding when someone is joking/messing around or if they are actually being serious.

Wukong With an Autistic! S/O

(I tried not to stereotype and do my own research, hope you enjoy!) (I'm actually looking to get tested for ASD and ADHD rn loll)

Wukong loves hearing you talk about your special interest, the passion in your eyes, and the way you move your hands around in an eager manner is so awesome to him.

To the point, he will make mental notes of whatever facts you tell him and will geek out with you if you bring up his notes (even if he has no idea what it means!)

His gold eyes will sparkle as he talks to you about your special interest as his tail wags back and forth, he loves seeing you smile and talk about things you love!

He’ll indulge in your special interest with you, whether it’s watching a show or reading a book with you to the point he becomes a fan himself.

‘My partner lovezz this (media) so I do too!’ Wukong actually commented this on a video.

When you stim when you’re happy, oh Gods, he gets so excited!

His tail wags all over the place!

From the studying he did on autism, he knows you do it when you feel intense emotions and he was able to figure out which stim you do when you’re happy.

If you have a hard time understanding tone, don’t worry! He will be straight and upfront if he is joking with you.

“It's ok, I’m just playing with you peaches! I was just doing a little goof, I’m not serious.”

He holds your hands as he tells you, giving you a genuine smile as he rubs the back of your hands with his thumbs.

I know not everyone who is autistic experiences an uncomfortable response to touch so I will do headcanons for both ways!

If you don’t like people touching you when you feel overstimulated and/or experience sensory overload, he will absolutely get you out of that situation into your safe place and give you space.

He is absolutely not mad if you need a minute!

He’ll slip drawings of the two of you underneath the crack of your bedroom door to let you know he’s there for you and will always be there.

If you prefer to be held when you are overstimulated and/or experience sensory overload, get in his arms right now!

He will hold you for as long as you need, softly rubbing your back as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

“It’s ok, you’re safe. Take your time. I’m here and I’ll always be here peaches.”

If you’re ok with it when he asks permission, he will plant kisses all over your face as another way to show you he loves you and he is there for you, always.

Makes sure everything that makes you feel safe (stuffed animals, snacks, etc) is present for you and lets you relax for as long as you need.

He loves you oh so much!

[jahnavisurenda-21]

Haikiyu!||Waktoshi Ushijima X Reader|| Introduction to Dating Him

These click keyboards are everywhere. Introducing a new character, you can read if you watch Haikiyuu.

He's firstly usually very blunt, but somehow, you grew to love that part of him. It bothered you at first if you should ask his opinions on different date ideas, or sometimes he was just trying to sneak in a compliment for yourself if you wore a new outfit or a sandal that really suited your style.

You later realized you were worrying about literally nothing, he didn't always open his mouth and shower you with overflowing compliments, or show you off to anyone, but you never felt the need for him to do so.

It was because he was earnest, he gave you literally princess treatment and he was shocked one day,

"I wish I could like you know openly ask your opinions on certain things, but I'm afraid you would find it too clingy or annoying." That one line was sending your body to a nervous breakdown, it was as if oxygen could no longer be supplied to your cells.

For a moment Ushijima said nothing, but then, "I don't think that about you, you look beautiful... in every outfit you wear, even in your pajamas when we are watching movies together, I should have been more honest in letting you know how I feel. I'm not used to this."

You couldn't help but, let your lips curve to a smile of relief and the occasional squealing whenever you read romance novels.

Ushijima's love language was gift-giving and actions, he would support you like an actual iron wall, and he was the responsible one,

He knew how to have fun and goof around, but he also knew where to draw the line,

He's insanely protective, which is another part of Ushijima that makes you blush, he would not stand you getting bullied, or if someone takes their teasing too far.

He has the best hugs to offer you, you feel him as comfort, it's because you know that he is honest, and really kin, if it is a bad day he'll ask you what he can do for you, but, if you need time for yourself, he understands. But, before the day ends, he'll call you and ask you if you're alright again.

You never will question his loyalty. His authenticity. His awkwardness sometimes makes it hard to control your giggles, which gets you death glares, that you've never taken seriously.

He's the kind of man, who would make good husbands.

[gamblersdoll]

snippet 1— toji fushiguro (a chapter from what couldve been a toji zenin story) “enslaven birthday”

birthdays were never really celebrated unless you were able to see curses, use cursed energy or reverse curse technique. unlike you and toji, everyone had the luxury of birthdays. you both did not.

so what was there to do? be locked in a cell all day together, it would somehow allow fun in your lives. and the zenin clan didnt want that.

“whats on your mind over ‘dere?” toji asks, scraping whatever left over food there was that he stored up for himself. he also passed you a plate he saved just for you.

“nothing, its mot important.” you say, previously drowning in your thoughts and being brought back. you eat some slowly too, but toji grunts.

“tel me the actual reason, y/n. its me.” toji pushes back, watching the way you breathe and how your eyes look. he could do all of that at seventeen, still stuck at the zenin family until he was let go from practical enslavement.

you sigh, pausing on your semi meal and look away. “i remembered my birthday is today, and it’s annoying.” you reveal, toji’s heart beating faster than anything. he only nods, mumbling a ‘finish your portion’ and keeps eating his.

its finally sometime after dark, you still heard the chanting and shouting outside. must be having some fucking party, it angered you, yet it wasnt anything new.

toji came back, but something was up.

“what is it now?” you whisper, toji only looking at you. it took you aback when he softened up, pulling you down with him and holding you.

you hadnt been held in a long time.

“toji—“ you try, but he cuts you.

“its ‘yer birthday today, isnt it? gotta find someway to celebrate.” he only replies, eyes closing and steadying himself. “besides, i see the way you were lookin’ at me a few days ago.”

“shut the hell up..” you mumble in embarrassment, a laugh erupting from his chest.

you both laid in silence, him occasionally rubbing the small of your stomach and breathing across your neck. there was undeniable warmth, sadness, but another feeling: tenderness, warmth, attraction.

“toji.. if i asked you to try something.. will you?” you ask, biting the tips of your fingernails and fighting back groans from him massaging your hips.

“yeah, what is it?” he leans up, looking down at you on his side. his eyes trained on your features, he never once understood how anyone could not see potential in you. there had to be.. had to be with you. you didnt deserve to be here.

your face heats up, a racing heart that only you and toji could hear. and practically feel, his brain clicks, eyes lowering and he feels his heart start to race as well. something tightens in his stomach, him lowering himself to press his lip’s against yours.

his hands grip your hips again, you instinctively open your legs and allow him access between them. his groin bumps and grinds against you core, only drawing more and more neediness to both of you.

“haa– f–fuuck!” you silently moan, arms wrapped around his neck and head bouncing back from each thrust of his hips into your seeping cunt. his groans reverberated through your body, eyes looking for his with tears spilling out the side.

“god..damnit..” he only exhales it out, feeling his abs tighten from the bottom and his balls lurching each nice thrust. “fuck, this okay?” he asks to just make sure, eyes looking and locking with yours. “this what the birthday girl wants?”

you nod, tilting your head to the side and kissing his plump lips in desire and need, him obliging your attention. he smiles softly, eyebrows scrunched together and humping his cock into you.

when it suddenly hits him, you both were each other’s first.. and it felt too fucking goof to be true. his eyes have to fight from rolling to the back of his head. “fuck. fuck. fuck.” he says with each thrust, eye’s watching the way he sinks into you and pulls right back out.

“god, fuckin love you.” he growls out softly, hands gripping your wrists together and it hits him again: he.. loved you? he didnt love anyone or anything. coming to think of it…

“love you..” you whisper back, head rolling back. “im g’unna cum.” you moaned, tears falling more from the sensation and your core having its first orgasm.

“do it.. do it.” he chants, looking at your face as he presses his hand into your back, forcing you to arch your nipple into his mouth. “fuck me, birthday girl.”

your hips move on their own, chasing your own orgasm as you pulled toji’s own orgasm, too. your nails leave half crescent moons in his biceps, legs spasming from your mind and body breaking orgasm. toji had already quickly pulled himself out, spurting hot, translucent cum onto the floor.

it took both of you to realize after post nut clarity: you both said ‘i love you’ after knowing eachother for two years.

“.. c’mere.” toji says, scooping you up into his arms and laying with you on the shitty bed that the head of the clan left you both with. “did.. you mean that sentimental stuff?” he asks, somewhat hoping for a good answer.

you were all he could rely on.

you nod, looking up to him. his eyes softened, sense of relief and.. you could say happiness washed over him. “me too, birthday girl.”

the memory only plays in his head as the boss drives the little sedan he bought for this bounty, toji stares out the window of it. it angers him, why the fuck after years of never seeing you again, would it come back now? but, it makes his heart hurt more. he.. he needed to see you again, because anything could happen. he could die on this bounty hunt. but, it angered him he had been left out on a bullshit secret you had.

but, he knew you were his first everything. and you used to have a home for him…

[azelmaandeponine]

In a beginning I was angry, when Ford drew himself and Stan mounted in the Stan O'War II. I was like... "He's so controlling he already pitched how he wanted them to look in the adventure?". Until, recently, where I finally some headcannons regarding that drawing:

The first is that maybe is a goof, since the Journal 3 came after the series finale. So maybe the staff ignored the detail, otherwise Stan and Ford would had wearing their regular outfits mounted in the original Stan O'War.

The second is that since it was never explained how long takes Ford to draw the drawings of his journal. Maybe he drew the picture until he and Stan got what they needed for the adventure, this means he threw the Journals, not the day Dipper and Mabel left back to Piedmont, but the day before he and Stan sailed across the sea. This makes more sense, since look at the Stan O'War II, I bet this was drawn after getting the gear for their stuff.

The third is that since this comes before when they burn the Bill stuff, exists a high chance that Stan saw that drawing and when Ford got embrassed, because the journals are private for him, maybe he liked how he drew him and rolled on with it.

Or maybe Mabel got to see the drawing in process and gave Ford some pointers in how her great uncles would look at the sea, since she knows about fashion.

The fifth is that this picture was drawn after they were so excited to sail across the sea, that maybe when they were at a store to buy new outfits... it happened like that comic from @demico-art, where Stan and Ford were trying outfits and Ford suggested to Stan to try the beanie and there the imagination popped... I mean, after all, Ford dresses like a scientists or something since science is his aestethic, while Stan dresses like an old-school sailor, more like a tough man.

As for their faces, maybe that's how they were posing actually when they got their outfits... Ford is a dork and of course he draw himself as a brave man, but maybe Stan, couldn't hide his joy and happiness and after everything Stan went through in his life, maybe Ford wanted to capture that happiness face that Stan had when they were getting the outfits. Notice how while the poses are similar, their expressions aren't quite the same as the photo when they were children.

I don't know what do you think? But now I have these headcannons regarding that picture.

I mean. It's just a drawing, and it's really not that deep.

Additionally, the Journals were canonically thrown into the Bottomless Pit. So it's before they set sail (the entry is dated August 29).

It's just a way of showing that Ford's excited to spend time with Stan again now that they've reconciled.

[baby--charchar]

Baby Vaggie + Snack Time

So like I've said, I see Vaggie as being autistic and think that would factor into her regression. She has exactly 4 (...3) safe foods that she'll always agree to, including pupusas, rice, chicken nuggets from a specific brand, and water. She's also probably food aversive in her bigger headspace, but she may try to hide that more since she'd be masking. As a baby not needing to mask, she has no qualms about saying 'no' to unwanted food.

'Saying' may be a strong word. She's nonverbal in babyspace, so "chuck the plate at the wall and run away" is probably more accurate.

It worries Lucifer. Honestly. He worries over vitamins, he worries over protein and fiber, he worries over whether he made her enough food to keep her full. Charlie's always been such a little foodie. Even regressed, she loves trying new things! He's never really had a loved one like Vaggie to look after, and he's scared he's doing it wrong. He's certain he's neglecting her by not giving her enough.

So he sets off to try to find more foods to offer little Vaggie! Fruit? ...no. Oatmeal? Yuck. Mac and cheese? Never. She either won't come near him if he's holding something for her to try, or she rips the plate out of his hands and slams it on the ground, making a huge disgusting mess. Not once does she bring herself to try anything.

He means well. He just wants to avoid upset tummies for her. But it's stressing her the fuck out. Every time she slips into babyspace, he wants to get her to try something new. But no!!! She hates all the foods!!! It gets to the point where Baby Vaggie starts throwing tantrums whenever she starts feeling hungry, just anticipating a fight.

Well no, see, NOW Lucifer fucked up. Now she won't even eat her safe foods if he's the one who makes it because she can't trust him. He feels just horrible.

Eventually he and Vaggie need to have a talk when she's not regressed, with Charlie mediating. With a really thorough explanation on sensory issues, plus some tough love, they're able to convince Lucifer that backing off with the food thing is how he can support Vaggie best. Not by forcing it.

He completely stops trying to force the food issue. He understands why it was harmful for Vaggie. But secretly...he doesn't actually feel BETTER. He's still so scared that Vaggie's not getting enough and that he's making her sick by underfeeding her. He thinks he just can't win as her caregiver. But he LISTENS to her and stops. And that matters the most to Vaggie.

One day, by chance, Baby Vaggie toddles over to the kitchen counter and starts messing around. Lucifer is so wrapped up in what he's doing that he doesn't notice her at first.

She found an apple pie. Cooled thankfully, so it won't burn her. But a big, beautiful baked pie he made to surprise Charlie later.

He looks over and there's Vaggie just having the time of her life destroying it. She loves the smell and the *SQUISH* of squeezing it in between her little fingers. He starts to react but...just gives up. It's too damn late to stop her. He sighs, feeling defeated.

But her laugh is pretty contagious. The goof ball's smeared pie everywhere. Across the counter, in her hair, on her pajamas. Kid's just a walking disaster and is having too much fun to realize it. He can't stay mad at her. In fact, he comes over to join in. He draws little pictures and scribbles in the muck with her, and makes silly "SMASH! SMASH! SMASH!" noises when he crushes the sliced apples on the counter. Vaggie cackles from all the energy.

Vaggie goes to wipe the drool off her lips with the back of her hand, and Lucifer notices she's smeared a big glop of syrup across her face. Across her mouth. Her little pink tongue just barely pokes out of her mouth in curiosity. Lucifer pauses and holds his breath.

She cringes and spits on the floor. Yuck.

But...the baby's tried it...! The baby tried some new food! Lucifer is delighted!

"OH you little sunshine! You little duckie, I'm so proud, you're so brave!" He goes on cooing at her until she's just sick of it. But! His babyest baby girl did a thing! Tried a new thing! On her own terms and in her own time! It's just one tiny little thing but it means the world to him because she means the world to him!

He starts brainstorming more food they can play with. More smearing! More sensory! More messes! More fun! Get his baby all the fun!!!

Charlie comes home and nearly faints at the sight of the kitchen, which is absolutely trashed. They're both walking disasters.