#REQUESTS OPEN FOR SILLY LITTLE DOODLES PLS

[postitonasketchbook]

Based on the sweetest looking jack-o-lantern I’ve seen in my entire life 🥺

[katszumi]

Studying with bakugo is almost NEVER studying with bakugo. The mf can yell at you to pay attention all he wants but a few seconds of it and you’re already back to yapping about the latest drama. Drawing little doodles on your paper (and a few on his) while you tell him about how kuroiro finally confessed to Komori from class 1b, and although he doesn’t like to admit it he’s paying more attention to your yapping then his studying. (Your the only person who can do that)

i hope i did your ask justice😔 this is the first one i’ve done, but thank you sm for requesting. and gosh, i love silly highschool romance sm REQUEST MORE PLS

sorta linked to this but can def be read as a standalone

“did you hear about kuroiro’s confession today?” you asked. you were laid on bakugou’s room floor, your notebook wide open with a few math equations along with a dozen of doodles.

you just asked him another silly question, one of the countless ones that you’ve already made in a hour.

bakugou already knew that you were a sociable person from the way you find a new person to talk to everyday, but he didn’t expect you to be this talkative.

truth be told, you’ve talked more than you have actually studied. which was the main reason why you had come to his room at nearly eight o’clock at night, close to his bedtime.

he only accepted the late study session was because the other reason for you to come was so he could speak with you privately. this was the best way he could do it secretly without being found out.

bakugou looked up from his textbook, directly at you. “no. not that i even care about that stuff anyway.”

your chin rested in the palm of your hand, silently drumming your fingers against your cheek.

“it’s hilarious though, cmon!” you pleaded with a small smile on your face.

“we’re supposed to be studying, y/n. did you forget that you didn’t exactly ace that test?” he rhetorically asked.

you pursed your lips together in a thin line, looking away from bakugou and back onto your textbook. you were dumb enough to even think you could gossip with bakugou.

he offered to help you study, not to bond more as friends clearly.

you picked up your pencil and began to write the equation that was written in the hardbook next to you.

hearing that there was no response from you, bakugou internally began to slightly panic. it was never like you to just shut up so easily. he couldn’t help but come to the conclusion that he came off too rude.

it’s not that he didn’t want to hear you speak, he just didn’t want to make his crush on you so obvious. he was trying so hard to be his normal self which was much harder towards you than he thought.

bakugou placed his textbook down, leaning back into the palm of his hands behind him. “what did that extra do?”

almost immediately, you released the pencil that was in your hand and made eye contact with the ruby eyed male in front of you. a smile tugged on your lips, one that bakugou couldn’t help but think was so fuckin’ cute.

“he made her a bouquet of mushrooms, because you know, her whole mushroom quirk thing. he tried to give it to her discreetly but someone walked past and made it a whole big deal.” you described. “honestly, i feel bad cause i think they’re both kinda shy. they probably didn’t want that attention.”

bakugou unknowingly listened to every word of yours, feeling himself being drawn into you. what was it about your voice that made it so compelling for him?

if it were anyone else like stupid shitty hair or raccoon eyes, he’d shut it down immediately, not caring about a single word they had to say about it.

but, he found it a little more difficult than usual to refuse when it came to you.

he snickered. “public confession? what a romcom move of him.”

you looked back down, noticing bakugou’s blank paper. out of boredom, you grasped onto his notebook. you started to doodle on the small square in the upper left corner; a couple of hearts, stars, dots to make it less bland.

“i think it was sweet. it’s hard to confess already, but to do it in front of an audience? takes guts honestly.”

bakugou watched you draw on his paper. he felt a little jump in his heart, some part of him liking the fact that you took initiative to add your own touch to something of his.

something so stupid. so small. but he couldn’t help but feel a tad giddy.

bakugou sat upright, gulping nothing but his own saliva. “is that something you would like?”

at first, bakugou curses at himself. why would he ask something like that? something that could definitely give away his small crush on you. but he remained his same stone-cold look.

you looked up at bakugou, noticing his eyes softening slightly before returning to their original position.

you thought about it long before responding. “nah. don’t think that’s something i’d really prefer. i’d like a simple confession with just the two of us.” you described.

it seemed a little weird to you that you were casually speaking of your own relationship preference with bakugou, but you tried your hardest not to think too much about it.

you assumed he was only trying to make small talk.

“good.” again, with bakugou’s one worded response. even though he didn’t add more to his sentence, his eyes lingered with yours. as if he was deciding something or carefully analyzing you. but it was a different look. not a competitive, angry look. but rather a tender look. one you have never seen bakugou wear, ever.

suddenly, he looked away, back onto his textbook. you seemingly didn’t mind considering the small tingle you were receiving in your face.

bakugou looked over his shoulder, begging to anyone even the gods above to remove the deep-set blush that was occurring on his face.

the male cleared his throat. “alright, let’s fuckin’ study. gossipin’ and yappin’ won’t help you get a better damn test score.” he chose the defensive route to move on.

you silently agreed with a nod. but, your mind goes back to the thought that you successfully just gossiped with the katsuki bakugou. the one that’s listed to only care about being the number one hero.

you bit the inside of your cheek to hide a smile as you tapped your pencil against your notebook.

just now, a kaleidoscope of butterflies slipped through the cracks of your stone wall, entering your stomach, and began to harvest a life within that had bakugou’s name branded on it.

[nyuheartbreak]

pls draw siffrin eating burger because im a little baby child and its my birtw hday 😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢 (hi reona how’s ur day)

hi lory, i am doing well i would say happy birthday, but this is several days (or weeks) late oops. i hope you enjoy your sif eating a burger, you get two because of the fact that i am so late + you are my friend my inbox will be open so feel free, so to whoever sees this feel free to talk to me or request isat doodles. CANT. SAY I'LL PUT AS MUCH EFFORT AS I DID FOR THESE. i just wanted to be silly

[rzyraffek]

Heyyy you probs already know who this is but could u pls do slashers reacting to their s/o (who is an age regressor) asking them to be their caregiver :3!!

Ty ur amazing🙏🙏🙏 - ur Agere follower 💗🙏

BRO IM SO SORRY FOR LONG WAIT😭 school gives me no free time! Anyways here's your request!

(Caregivers are basically people who take care of age regressing person (in this context) )

Info: they/them, sfw, Request open

Slashers being s/o's caregivers

Jason Voorhees

Dude already acts like you're a baby, so he wouldn't mind doing it more often

When s/o asked him about being their caregiver dude kinda didn't expect that? You trust him to take care of you? THE Jason Voorhees?? Yay💖

He enjoys taking care of s/o whether they are age regressing or no

He doesnt even need to know what is age regression and how it works. Jason just vibes

Will absolutely spoil them btw

9/10 sweet guy

Micheal Myers

👍

Dude doesn't care

He is a bully and probably thinks that "You are already acting like a crybaby🥱 so whats the diffrence"

Tbh he always vibed more with kids than adults cuz they often judge him for all the 'killing innocent people' ugh. So he doest really mind s/o age regressing

The cons are that he is acting like old grandad who has no clue how to child

The pros are that he will throw hands if somone is rude (tbh they dont even need to be rude towards s/o they just have to look at them for too long)

He sometimes doodles with s/o! You guys have similar artystyles😭

4/10 evil

Brahms Heelshire

Funfact! I refuse to belive that name Brahms fucking exists, tf is that name, it doesn't sound like an acuall name but some made up shit

Dude is kinda worried that he will do something dumb while s/o is regressing. Like what if he sets kitchen on fire or something😭

Makes all schedule for little s/o😊 when there's nap time, when to eat, ect. Cuz he would get so lost without the plan

Picks s/o up like sack of potatos

6/10 pookie tried

Billy Lenz

👁👁

BRO GETS MORE ALONG WITH S/O WHILE THEY ARE REGRESSING HELP😭😭😭

Dude is simple minded, and childish and

Yeah he sucks at taking care of s/o, like how could he know that little humans need to be taken care off???? Like??? Why would he give them food? Dude bearly knows how to boil water

Exept all 'taking care of s/o' thingy he is a good at keeping company! He shares snacks and watches cartoons with s/o!

Sometimes he likes to pretend that he's a rat and he bites their legs during nap/sleep time (he doenst care if they are regressing or nah he just does that)

2/10 will hiss

Vincent Sinclair

Has siblings, hes knows how to child

Makes nice food and will spoon feed s/o if necessary

Very good at reading emotions so if s/o isn't very talkative... dude knows what's up

Infodumps them about pokemon games and lets s/o play on his old Nintendo DS

10/10 knows how to child

Bo Sinclair

Definitely dad vibes

Picks you up and goes 'ew a child' and after few days hes like 'if something happens to them I'm going to kill everyone in this room then myself'

Tbh he kinda lets himself be silly around little s/o cuz they won't judge or tease him for it

Dude absolutely picks them up and play-fights alot btw

6/10 b(r)o

All x reader tags are purley to reach bigger audience!! I used 's/o' cuz thats what anon wanted🥱

[nothirstonmain]

Kaveh's drawings aren't always for his job. I'd like to think he doodles on the margins of papers, little self-portraits with an annoyed look on the corners of documents.

He also draws you. A lot. More than he'd like to admit. There's a whole sketchbook of random sketches of you underneath his bed. He feels silly for hiding it, but he's also a bit nervous. Would you think he was weird? He simply finds you too.. attractive? The word doesn't seem quite right. He thinks you look amazing all the time. You're his greatest muse, so he draws you a lot. It's a simple thing in his brain.

He loves you a lot, okay? It's part of how he shows it.

[Requests open ! Rentry with info in pinned :3 also pls reblog if you like my shit likes just do not help]

[cup1dxzs]

Darling little puppet

Wally Darling X Reader

It had been an early Saturday morning, the kind of morning in which the mourning dove could faintly be heard cooing from a tree it chose to perch upon and the morning sun slowly rising to shine it’s light across the land.

You’d decided to lounge around in the living room of your decently sized abode, located in the suburbs but not too far from the city yet not too close, it was just right in your opinion. For now you decided to pick up on a little doodle you had been doing just the night before, the silence of your living space had made you a little bit anxious so you’d settle on grabbing the remote to your Tv and leave a show running as some background noise to help keep you at bay.

Smiling fondly at the show, it somehow made you feel nostalgic and reminiscent of your younger years where your only concern had been getting home in time to watch the newest episode of your favorite show, the good ol’ times as you would put it. Finally breaking gaze from the screen you’d go back to your drawing as well, giggling a little bit as you’d felt similar to the blue haired fellow you saw just a second ago, leaving your current drawing of a blue jay bird unfinished you’d flip the page of the sketchbook and began your new journey of drawing the unnamed puppet.

‘Jeez am I really obsessing over a children’s show? I should get out more often…’ You thought to yourself as you snickered a little bit at your strange antics, maybe you should actually get out more often? But I mean who could even blame you? This life was as cozy as it could get, you were content with how things seemed to be going so far, laying down your pencil you’d look back up at the Tv in hopes to see your muse for the artistic drawing and in your favor there he was!

“Hello neighbor, I’m finally finished up with my painting, do you like it? Isn’t it just the most!” The pompadour adorning puppet spoke as he turned a piece of paper with an Apple drawn onto it, you gave a small grin as you credited yourself for doing such a good drawing despite having little reference as the yellow puppet had barely been on the screen. Finally tuning into the show you grinned at the silliness of the show presented before you, but the more you payed attention to more uneasy you felt, it was a small and slight feeling, only ever happing when that puppets gaze seemed to linger longer than it should’ve, staring right through you, almost as if it could actually see you and was just simply observing you from the inside the Tv.

“I really should get out more…”

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HELLO EVERYONE!! This is indeed my first fanfic I’ve ever written, pls lmk if I should continue, I’m open to requests but Idk how to open my ask box :( hope y’all enjoyed it!! :D

[casp1an-sea]

I LIKE SHARKS

100 Follower Event

Hi, MY name is Caspian Re (Re pronounced Rey) You can call me either of my first names or alternate! I also go by Cas for short. I also like weird, silly, or comfort character related nicknames and I sometimes go by Armie online

I primarily post about Twisted Wonderland, Star Wars, Marvel, and 2000s kids shows like Octonauts

Age: 19

Birthday: 10/13 

Gender: it fluctuates between trans masc and trans Male, so I typically just shorten it to trans (pls only masc terms) 

Pronouns: He/Him, Ey/Em/Eir/Eirs/Emself

Sexuality: ✨I’m Gay✨

Zodiac: Libra Star, Pieces Moon, Aquarius Rising 

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If you send me an ask or msg pls feel free to mention your pronouns 

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Pls check out my OCs, as well as my AUs, and my fics located in my writing post :)

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commissions: Closed

requests: open!

EVENTS: KYLUX WRITING AND ART EVENT (Ongoing), May 4th Event, Twst OC Colab Event , 100 follower event

(I’ll do short writings, picrews, and possibly art if I’m in the mood. I’ll totally do my doodle style of you or a character.)

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Side blogs: @hux-and-gay (mostly Kylux, 18+), @ramblingsofamadblob (OC and world building posts to complex for my main)

rp accounts: @robinbanks-accidentally (TWST), @spring-chicken (OC), @brooklynscamp (Newsies), @hollowsdill-manor (Vampire/Werewolf dating sim), @angry-space-ginger (Hux), @rouge-space-dad (Han), @thisiswerethefunbegins (Star Wars OCs)

@thenewhestia (my mc to rp with @kal0psiapanesthesia)

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Likes: Star Wars, Kylux, Marvel, Twisted Wonderland, the Life Series SMP, RPs, Random Generators (its an addiction), 2000s Kids shows, Doll customization, folklore, cats, singing, art, musicals, being in musicals, and weird sea creatures especially sharks :)

Dislikes: Sweets, Rey/Reylo (if you are a Star Wars fan and you like her respectfully pls do not talk to me about her you will get your feeling hurt), Religious Topics (pls do not talk to me about Christianity or Catholicism it makes me uncomfortable), gruesome animal facts they are triggering please keep them to yourself, TOXIC ACOLYTE HATERS, Mean people that disrespect me or my friends, Racists, Homophobes, Transphobes, Ablests, Sexists, etc. 

Fun Facts: 

I am Left Handed 

I am Hungarian and I love talking about my culture or my grandfather’s story if you want to ask

I am single sadly

I’m a Hufflepuff my Petronas is a field mouse and my wand is Willow wood with a Phoenix core

My favorite color is green 

My favorite food is Pineapple Teriyaki Burgers or Chinese food  

I am going to be a film major in the fall

I have two cats named Lilo and Stitch (both girls), and I also have multiple fish. My snail passed away :(

I REALLY WANT CRESTED GECKOS!

I was in my schools broadcasting class

I’ve performed in Willy Wonka, Newsies,  Little Mermaid, Bye Bye Birdie, Christmas Carol, and Shrek, and played the roles of James (James and the giant peach cameo), Arista (Ariel’s sister), Young Fiona, and the bird that sings in that one song in Shrek . I’ve also had solos in Try Everything, American Tears, Fields of Gold, an Mo Town Medley 

I Did competitive gymnastics for 13 years starting when I was 3, before I retired I was in XL level gold. 

I played Violin in elementary school and during Covid in freshman year I played chimes cause that was the choir alternative 

I watch lots of weird 1990s to early 2000s sci-fi shows typically from Australia, there’s suprisingly a lot of them 

I play Minecraft but I am bad at it lol

I play DND 

Where else to find me?

YouTube: @antosaurusrex3752

AO3: ArmieVampire

Pinterest:

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TWST OC CHALLENGE

My Change.Org petitions:

[anamelessfool]

Stupid Doodle Requests Open

I'm really enjoying doing silly doodles today. I'll open requests if you have any. They have to be a little...weird or funny. nothing NSFW pls. I'm just having fun doodling on a Sunday.

[button-cat]

hihiihi !! welcome !! ^^

this is a little introduction post about myself and what i will post in the future (i recommend you to read pls)

i go by Cat here (its a nickname to my actual name however i am not comfy saying my real name here :b) however I do not mind being called other things as long as it's not rude !! :D however if I don't really know you, i prefer you to call me "Cat" instead !! If we have already talked a couple or bunch of times before, you can call me other things if you want :3

I go by She/they pronouns!! pls respect it :D

I am a minor!! (not saying my age but my age is between 13-17) please don't be weird :(( i may block you if you make me too uncomfortable

I don't really have a schedule in posting, i'll just post whenever I want to :b i'll probably post my art or doodles here as well and probably other things !!

Asks are open !! u can ask me whatever you want as long as it isn't too personal !! If I feel uncomfy responding to your question, I may not respond ^^

you can send some art requests in the asks btw !! i may do some of them, depending on your request. It's most likely tho i'll do art requests of characters that I know. If I don't do your art request, i'll respond with a decline. If i do, i'll respond that i'm working on it !! If i don't respond, it's most likely i haven't seen it

please do not ask anything nsfw-related, like I said before, i am a minor

and please respect my boundaries !! If you make me uncomfortable, i will tell you and ask you to respect my boundaries ! however if you continue crossing my boundaries multiple times, (or if you respond rudely to me by confronting you about my boundaries) I may end up blocking you.

now about myself :

I am a hispanic latina !! I may sometimes mess up while talking so sorry if some things i say don't make sense ^^ you can tell me if you don't understand something i said and I'll try to explain it better !! :3

I usually play roblox !!

I'm currently quite obsessed with regretevator (mach and folly ily ❤️❤️) however there are other games im interested in like Undertale, deltarune, etc !! However it's most likely i'll post about regretevator :D

i have a pet !! he's a silly happy dog (he peed in my room 5 times when he was a few months old i think and legit left a stain on the floor in my room that i cant get rid off but i still love him)

i identify as girlflux !!

i am a greyromantic women lover (yes I'm a lesbian)

I have a bunch of ocs however i may or may not show them !!

there's not really any specific aesthetics im into!! like i really like weirdcore and cottagecore but there's probably a bunch of other aesthetics that i like that I just don't remember the name of :b

my birthday is in May 18 :3

i really like horror, especially playing horror games (even though i get scared always)

i really love animals !! they're so cute :D

i may be sometimes completely dumb in some topics so I do appreciate it if you correct me and inform me ^^ please don't be mean to me about it tho

I may be awkward in conversations- if i am im sorry !! D: i get pretty nervous for some reason whenever talking in real life or online (especially in real life tho) so i really do apologize if i am kind of awkward !!

And also another thing about the last thing i said- i may also take a longer time to respond if i get a bit too nervous- i also apologize for that !! pls don't take it personally if I don't respond right away :(((

that's mostly all !! i'll try to post daily however i may not be able to mostly because im busy with school or other personal things !

Currently at the time when I'm posting this i am going to enter winter break in a few days so i'll probably have much more free time !! ^^ don't be afraid to talk to me if u want !! i hope u enjoy ur stay here :D byebye !!

(drawing made by me btw :3)

[nachfo]

Heya!

Nachfo | He/him | 15 | asexual ♠️

carrd - Ko-fi - Artfight

I go by Nachfo but you can call me Nach!

I mostly post art about what I am interested in at the moment and reblog stuff that I find amazing and from my mutuals!

My sona is just a silly lil creature. They live rent free on my head. You're alowed to bully them (send drawing promps for my sona on my ask box pls)

Sona ref

Info about tags and art/asks below:

•Asks:

My asks are always open so dont hesitate to send me anything, as long as it doesnt break any rules. I love getting asks and i would love to answear all of your questions or see what you have to show/say to me!

•Art related:

commissions: open

art trades: closed

requests: open*

*drawing prompts for my sona

•My tags:

#silly rambles - is for any post that I make that is text only

#nachfo art - all my art is taged by this

#mind scaps - Is for a story i am creating. This isnt the final name and is prospect to change

#eating this! - is for my favorite posts!

•explanatory tags:

#sona

#sketchbook

#oc

#asks

#doodle

Sometimes i'm a little lazy and forget to put tags :P

•extra fyi:

Basic DNI criteria

Please tell me if I ever break into your comfort zone.

My native language isn't English, so please correct me if I say something wrong!

I am so normal about void creatures with white eyes. Even more normal if they are fluffy!!!

My favorite video game/media is Oxenfree

[yasbeych]

hello folks! welcome to my blog and my little bulletin board post which I mess with all the time

some things:

~(1) If you are looking for just my doodles #my art is the tag I use! (You can also search my blog for “my art ___” and insert a particular fandom name if you just want to screen for art you’re particularly interested in!)

~(2) As of fall 2022 I’m back in my art phase!! Requests are open and encouraged and I love messages so pls send me asks !

~(3) my favorite activity of all time is reading the tags on reblogs; some of you make me CACKLE…just know I love u and y’all make my days brighter pls thx

~(4) putting this here just in case but please follow general guidelines re: art with my stuff! For example, please don’t repost (do the thing where u save images and then upload them as your own post) or share elsewhere without asking me first and linking to my blog, etc.! Basically, if you want to do something with my silly doodles or have a question, feel free to message me!!

[act-addict-actors-matchups]

@navi-chan said,

(♡1♡) Hello ˃ᴗ˂ I wanna know who I match up with in A3 Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ I'm a Virgo and IFJT girl living her life at the moment. I know and think things that are apparently weird (idk why) that makes my friends question on what I do when I'm alone (✿◠‿◠). I'm exactly 5 ft for now (still growing), wavy shoulder-length black hair and I have a fair skin tone cuz I don't like the sun too much XD. I love and enjoy to draw and read stories and articles that captivates my interest.

(♡2♡) I like to travel cuz I want to know the place and it's culture especially its art. I also like to sleep cuz whenever I'm alone and have nothing to do I would feel lonely that is why I tend to sleep the loneliness away. And, I love-hate cuddles (don't attack me pls ( ˃̵⌓˂̵)). LOVE cuz I would feel sense of comfort with the person. HATE cuz I feel like the person might disappear or will leave me behind and I would feel lonely again. Well, that's all (❁´▽`❁)

✧ Tumblr is not letting me tag you. 😔 I hope you’ll see this. Honestly, I really wanted to match you with Azuma but ‘I’m still growing part’ made me feel like you’re a minor so I couldn’t. I can be wrong though lol. Sorry for taking so long and thank you for requesting a matchup, love. 💞✨

I’d match you with: . . .

➜ HOW YOU TWO FIRST MET ; It was a hot summer day and for some reason you’ve made it into your personal mission to do random acts of kindness for the people who were a total stranger to you. So far, you’ve helped old people cross the street, helped someone load their groceries and left a copy of that days’s newspaper on your neighbor’s doorstep. You had to admit, it was a productive day and it wasn’t even midday yet! With your accomplishments for the day, you decided to treat yourself something cold, like ice cream or soda. Just the thought itself made you smile. With a nod of your head, you began walking towards the area that had the shops in it. While walking, you caught a glimpse of a boy in front of vending machine, sulking. He was wearing a short sleeved shirt with black and white patterns on it and a black shalwar like leggings. Ah, you knew what the problem was. The vending machines in this area were famous for eating the coins of people. You were a victim of them yourself many, many times. But with some brain power, you managed to come up with a single move that can get the snack or drink you’ve wanted. You were already on a kindness roll so you might as well help another person out. With a smile on your face, you cleared your throat and shot the boy a knowing look. “Allow me.” You have said before hitting a specific spot with your hip and bam! one of the sodas has dropped. Sticking your arm in, you grabbed the cold beverage and tossed it to the boy, who was looking at you with shining eyes. “Eh!? That was so cool! Teach me how to do it!” A giggle escaped from your lips at how enthusiastic he was being. You could basically see a tail behind him, wagging with anticipation. With a small shake of your head, you flashed a knowing grin as you took a coin out of your pocket and popped it into the machine, pressing the numbers of the drink you’ve wanted. You were planning on buying something cold anyway and this was more convenient for you too. And just as you thought, even though the vending machine took your money, it didn’t give you the drink. You hit the machine one more time and grabbed your drink after it fell down. You popped open the can and took a sip, turning your attention to the red head afterwards, you began to explain how hitting that exact spot was important and if he messed it up even just a little, the money would go to waste. With every word left your mouth, he nodded with serious eyes. After you were done, you took another coin and basically sacrificed it. “Alrighty, it’s now your turn. Give it your best shot!” You said before stepping aside and giving the boy a thumbs up. “Yes, ma’am.” He said before hitting the machine and successfully making the can of soda fall. His bright blue eyes lit up as he throw his fist up. “Hey, I did it! I really did it!” “Haha, congratulations. Make sure to use that power for good.” “You can count on me!” After that exchange you two grabbed your cans of sodas and sat on a nearby bench. He told you that his name was Taichi Nanao, he was a student at Ouka High School and an actor at Mankai Company. After that, you introduced yourself and you two just chatted about whatever came to mind until it was around three pm. Taichi was first to leave since he had practice with Autumn Troupe around an hour later but he didn’t leave without getting your phone number, which you happily gave without much thought.

➜ PERSONALITY COMPATIBILITY ; Taichi is like a puppy, often noisy and upbeat so there is never a dull moment when you two are together. Don’t ever worry about him leaving you behind because he is so whipped for you. In fact, I feel like you both might fear that whole ‘my significant other is to good for me what if they leave me all of a sudden?’ more than necessary. Yes, I said both of you because let’s not forget that under that positive attitude of his, Taichi actually has very low self esteem. What I’m trying to say is words of affirmation and physical touch is your canon love languages, although the later happened less in your earlier stage of relationship. IFJT people are often perfectionists with extremely high standards of performance for themselves so whenever you’re too harsh on yourself having a chill & silly boyfriend would calm you down or whenever he needs to get serious about something (ex. schoolwork because let’s face it, he’s the type of person who does his homework at the very last moment be it on the breakfast table or while the teacher is collecting them) you’re there making sure he’s not destroying his future academically. Those are just basic examples but in short, you two just balance each other out very nicely. Please just marry each other. 🥺

➜ SHARED ACTIVITIES ; Since apparently you do things that are considered weird, now you have a partner by your side to do those things. I feel like the both of you would totally be up to having intense conversations with pets, rating total strangers out of ten or texting each other weird things even though you're in the same room. If not, I can see you two going to a convenience store, buying the magazines that catches your eyes, sitting back to back or with him laying down on his back and you on top of him, making a + form and reading articles until one of you gets bored. If you’ve seen Taichi’s doodle he made in the notebook, you’d know that the boy is at the very least decent at drawing, so even though he might get bored quickly, he would do his best to draw with you. Since you don’t like the sun very much, if he wants to go outside with you he’d wait until late afternoon-evening. When it comes to outdoor dates the first thing came to my mind was amusement park date. Can you imagine how fun it would be to go on the rides with him??? I headcanon that Taichi loves rollercoasters so you bet he’s gonna beg your to go with him. If you freak out, he lets out a laugh and you feel his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you back against him, his other hand is stretched up to the sky.

➜ ZODIAC COMPATIBILITY ; Taichi’s birthday is on October 11 which makes him a Libra. Considering that Libra and Virgo are zodiac neighbours, it goes without saying that the two will be compatible. While Libra is an air sign, and Virgo is an earth sign, the two are as disconnected as they are connected. Virgo is duty-bound and nurturing. While Libra is also a sign that will do what needs to be done, their priority will be more on the reality than the idealistic acts. When Virgo and Libra join together in a love match, it can be like puting two puzzle pieces together. Each locks into the other and sits comfortably in place. Both Signs seek security in partnership, and they share a love of beauty and culture. They can work together efficiently and smoothly because they desire similar rewards. The Virgo-Libra relationship may trickle along in the beginning, but it will rev up once both partners grow to respect one another. Just like any other pairing, this pairing has its own set of pros and cons. Both these personality types have a tendency to be very similar to each other. As such, the suggestion would always be to give this relationship a shot. However, another advice would be to keep your eyes open. While loyalty is the way for both these signs, triggers for a change of duty may be something as simple as their partner not putting the toilet seat down. All the best!

[jokers-sweethearts]

Jokers Daughter Imagine: Present for a Princess

Request: (anonyous) Can you do a imagine about Joker getting CP and gift and her reaction? You can fill in the rest with whatever you want. Just please make it reader x joker :) thnx

tw: trichotillomania

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Joker ran his golden knife over the mans throat, each inch it progressed he dug it in deeper and deeper. The terror of feeling the pain build up was enough to make his heart stop, but he stayed alive pleading for the clown king to spare him. 

“Pl...please sir I have a family! Kids at home I need to get to!” his voice cracked as his knees began to burn from the tile floor beneath him.

The Joker’s red lips spread into a cryptic smile revealing his metal teeth. 

“Ya know.... you have a good point!” he pulled the knife away from the employee and tapped it on his forehead. Leaving a small blood mark. 

The man took a deep breath and held it, not believing what was happening. He could taste the freedom so close.

“Need to get home, to the kid. You’re right! This is taking way too long!” In a flash all the man’s joy washed away as the blood sprayed from his throat. It covered the floor around him as he collapsed. “How selfish of you to keep me away from my princess” Joker huffed as he kicked the man’s skull and watched his lifeless head roll around.

The clown king of Gotham turned around to see the toy store being lit on fire by his henchmen. The corpses of all the employees littered the ground. He threw his head back and cackled when he saw Frost walking towards him, giant teddy bear in tow making it almost impossible for him to walk.

“Want me to load it up boss?” Frost said casually, almost like he didn’t even notice the mayhem around him. It made Joker smile even wider. He had done such a good job with Johnny, he was completely immune to the rampage and just focused on work.

“Hmmmm....” Joker growled. He stalked around the teddy bear and Frost like a lion circling it’s prey. 

After all these years with Joker, Frost was good at hiding his emotions, but inside he was fucking terrified. He gulped so loud he was sure Joker would carve out his adam’s apple. 

“Needs a little something” Joker murmured under his breath, not talking to anyone in particular. He raised the knife up to the bears head and wiped the blood off, leaving a stain. “Perfect! Put it in the car” he commanded adjusting his silver jacket and following Frost out.

The henchmen noticed their boss leaving and tried to follow, but just as some of them reached the door Joker slammed it in their face and held it as they fought with the handle. 

“Sorry boys! Looks like there’s no extra room with the bear!” Joker whistled and Frost appeared behind him with chains and a lock for the door. He avoided eye contact with the men he just met last week. 

No liabilities, Frost though to himself. It was just routine. 

Joker got in the car and roared the engine, bobbing his head back and forth to the screams of the burning men like it was his favorite song. Within seconds he was gone and the gcpd showed up to the toy store. 

Joker peaked in the rear view mirror at the toy for his princess. Like he had completely forgot all he just did, his daughter consumed his thoughts. He couldn’t wait to bring it to her and have her love and attention all for himself.

.........

You sat in the living room occasionally glancing over to the window out to the driveway. It was so unusual to wake up in the morning and your father be no where around. Uncle Johnny wasn’t even there to tell you where he’d gone. You tried to kill time by doing the usual. Sneaking clothes from your mother’s closet, target practice in the underground gun range with your father’s golden AK, working on your mother’s motorcycle. Now you sat on the couch doodling tattoos you dreamed of on your leg. You tried to perfect the skull your father had on his chest. 

You tired to imagine what he would be doing. Maybe at the club or fighting with batman. Just the thought excited you, always eager to hear the stories when he got home. If he got home... whenever he was out for too long a part of your mind always wondered if maybe another arkham stay was at hand. You shook your head back and forth and pulled your hair to stop the bad thoughts. You knew you weren’t supposed to but you couldn’t help it. You pulled more and more, one strand at a time. The thought of losing him again to that horrible place was too much. Those thoughts gave you flashes of your mother being gone for so long. Locked up in belle reve then stolen again for squad. 

The hair building up in your hand almost covered your entire palm. You snarled and threw it on the ground before standing up and going over to the window to look directly out. You’re stronger than that. You’re the goddamn clown princess, you said to yourself. Don’t be ridiculous he’ll be here soon. If not you’ll make those fuckers pay. You felt your ego and anger building up, gifts inherited form the man you awaited. After you finished reassuring yourself, you saw the purple lamborghini pull up, you felt like a god for a moment calling it perfectly. 

Then you saw the bear, a maniacal smiled appeared on your face. You should have known he was gone on your account. You felt silly for ever denying that. Racing to the front door, you took a deep breath trying to forget the hair on the floor, before unlocking the door and opening it wide for him to enter. The bear came first brought in by Frost followed by your father. 

Seeing him standing tall, towering over you, dressed so nice and confident in his purple shirt and silver jacket, gold chains swinging, you felt safe in his presence. Like nothing could hurt you, even yourself. You wasted no time jumping up into his arms. Feeling the gold rings on his hands rub your back helped you even more. You took some of his green hair in your hand just to feel it, just to know he was real. For a moment you didn’t give a shit about the bear, just happy he was back.

Joker felt the pride surge through him. This is exactly what he wanted. 

“Miss me huh?” he chuckled.

“Of course I did, don’t trick me like that again”.

Trick? Joker was confused for a second but ignored it to focus on his baby in his arms. 

“So you gonna accept your gift daddy worked so hard to get for you, princess?”

You released him from your grip and turned around to grab the bear. You held it against you tight before the smell caught your attention. You’d recognize it anywhere, one of the first smells you remember experiencing besides being held by Harley and smelling her skin. 

You pulled back from the bear and your smile grew even wider, the blood stain warmed your heart. Your father always paid attention to detail.

“Oh daddy I love it thank you!” you squealed at him.

“Yeah yeah yeah” Joker tried to play if off tough but inside he was feeling on top of the world, not that he ever doubted he really was. “Frost!” he hissed “get started on the replacements!” Frost shook his head and followed his orders.

Joker took a seat on the couch and propped his feet up. 

“You and that bear get over here and join me princess” he patted the spot on the couch beside him as he grabbed the remote and flipped the news on. His favorite part was coming up, when he showed you all the news reports about the damage he had caused. Better than any movie for him. 

As he waited for you he noticed the excess amount of hair on the couch. It led his icy blue eyes to the floor where he saw the clump. Fuck... he whispered. When he saw you headed over he kicked it under the couch. 

You plopped down and snuggled up next to him. You felt his strong arm around you and all your fears went away. Everything about arkham was just a distant memory now. You hugged the teddy bear next to you and felt complete bliss.

GCN began their announcement, showing footage of the toy store almost completely burned to the ground. The body count plastered on the tv screen.

You looked up at your dad with a huge grin and congratulated him. But Joker wasn’t paying attention. For the first time he wasn’t intrigued by hearing about himself. He held the remote up and switched off the tv. He clenched his fist around you so hard he was sure his palm would start bleeding. 

You stupid fucking clown, you shouldn’t have left her alone. You should have waited for Harley to be back, you should have left someone with her. He frantically searched through his mind for everything to blame so he didn’t have to blame himself.

A sinking feeling entered your chest and shot down through your stomach. He knew. He always knew. 

“Daddy I’m sorry I couldn’t help it” you said deadpan, you were sure he was just as exhausted with this as you were. “I got scared when you were taking long. I didn’t know if the rat got you or... I don’t know. But I stopped it myself I promise” you glared at the ground so you wouldn’t have to look him in the eye. 

You remembered what Harley had taught you, when you were little and the hair pulling first started. Your mom taught you to focus in on something specific and learn everything you could about it.

You chose your father’s shoes. A solid black with a small golden jester placed just below where his pinky toe would be. It was helping but the urge to touch your hair was growing more. Until you felt your father’s fingers under your chin.

He forced you to look up at him then took your entire jaw in his hands.

Joker looked deep into his daughter’s eyes. He wasn’t angry, he could never physically feel anger for her. It wasn’t worry either. He had a fire burning in his stomach. The same fire he had when he was searching to rescue Harley. It was determination, a lust for control. He placed his mile tattoo over her mouth so he could see a smile on her, before kissing her forehead and getting off the couch.

You were confused but sat patiently waiting for him. When he returned he had something closed in his hand. A ring? A necklace? A bullet? You thought about the usual gifts he gave when you were upset. But when he revealed what it was you were even more confused.

“This is your mom’s favorite, so don’t rat me out kid” he said as he opened up the purple nail polish.

Without hesitating or explaining he took one of your wrists and rested in on his knee, turning his body fully to face you, one leg propped on the couch. His touch was more gentle than usual, you were used to him being more rough even when he was trying to be comforting. His back hunched over to focus as he painted your nails. Some green strands of hair fell in front of his eyes. You used your free hand to brush them back.

“There we are! No one can do that better than me, huh?” he cackled as he began to paint his own nails. He resumed his usual position facing the tv again and switching it on.

“Daddy I don’t understand” you spat out, your voice was raw and almost cracked, feeling tears begin to form. But you held them back.

“Don’t paint the other hand” he demanded in a low and stern voice. You use that hand to stop the other. It’ll look like someone else stopping you. It’ll be me stopping you. He tossed the nail polish behind him when he was finished and showed you his hand. His gold skull bracelet dangling as he waved it around. “See? next time you want to pull you grab your wrist just like I would. You can pretend it’s me now. Focus in on the nail color. Like your mother told you to do. Pretend it’s me” he looked you directly in the eye, you felt the intimidation and you liked it, sure his eyes would burn holes through yours.

You cracked a small smile looking down at your hand, you loved learning that you and your father were alike. It sounded like your mom had taught him that trick too. 

“I was just... scared... you know it’s hard for me to admit that but it’s true”.

“Hey!” Joker shouted grabbing your chin again. Within seconds his emotions changed, he went from stern and commanding to gentle again. “Would anyone ever beat me? Would I ever not come back to you?” he opened his mouth slightly, revealing the metal teeth and waiting in anticipation for the answer he already knew.

“No...” you said faintly. You hoped this method would work in the future. But you put it all aside for now.  You just wanted to focus on him being home.

“That’s my girl” he growled. He released you from his grasp and turned back to the tv. He extended his arm for you to curl up next to him again. You took the opportunity immediately. He wrapped his arm around you and held you tight against him. A silent reassurance that he wasn’t going anywhere.

You closed your eyes and rested your head on his chest. Right where you knew the skull tattoo was. You let out a sigh that turned into a laugh. Now you felt on top of the world.

“Ah ya see that there!” Joker pointed to the tv, the camera was directed at the body bags being wheeled out of the ashes. “That’s all me, princess”.

You smirked and your eyes glistened watching the corpses being handled. 

“One day I’ll do it with you”.

Joker’s heart returned to a regular rhythm when he heard you say that. There were only two people that could control how his heart beat and one of them was in his arms right now. He felt powerful, in control.

A door slammed behind the two of you making you jump in his arms. Joker barely flinched and turned around to see a stranger before him. Frost followed and opened his mouth to introduce him, but he wasn’t fast enough.

Joker put a bullet through the man’s head and his body fell to the floor.

“..Boss that was the new guy you asked me to-”

“Did I ask you to interrupt us?” Joker snarled. He was furious to be interrupted but even more furious that his princess was scared.

Frost shook his head waiting for the same fate as the man next to him.

“Clean that up” Joker said turning his attention back to his little girl.

Frost sighed in relief that the attention was off of him. But now he was the one who’s heart was pounding. He took a glance at the girl on the couch. Frost envied her, but more so he was afraid of her. How she dealt with his boss as a father he’d never be able to understand.

It was just another reminder. Whether burning people alive or gifting his princess with a teddy bear, the Joker was unpredictable. The clown family was unpredictable.

[chipsandwaffles]

Mr. Sleepy Head

At first you’re annoyed with the guy that falls asleep next to you in class, but he’s like a fucking puppy. How could you be annoyed with that for long?

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If there’s anything worse than being late to class, it’s sleeping in class. Being late was okay, because at least you made it to class and were going to pay attention.

Unlike Mr. Sleepy head who sat next to you. What was the point of coming to class if all you were going to do was sleep through it? He wasn’t annoying or anything, which was good because if had disturbed you you’d complain about it to someone else besides your brother a long time ago.

It was just kind of weird. And stupid. Really, what was the point of coming to class if he was just going to sleep?

It was like when one of your friends slept in the library. If you wanted to sleep, then go home. That’s what you were supposed to do.

“If you’re so bothered by it, tell your professor.” You look up at your brother and frown at him.

“I can’t just tell her- what if like, that’s secretly her son and he doesn’t actually attend the class- oh my god, is he even enrolled in the class?”

Your brother rolls his eyes at you. “Stop complaining about it if you aren’t going to do anything about it.”

“Why are you so mean Doyoung? And only to me?” Doyoung reaches across the table you’re studying at and pinches your cheek, grinning.

“Because you’re you, Y/N. Now go back to studying and stop distracting me.”

“Worst brother…” You mumble, rubbing your cheek.

The whole sleeping thing wasn’t a big deal, it really wasn’t. It was just, confusing. Very confusing.

Maybe a little bothersome.

Seriously, who slept in class? Class was for learning and taking notes. Did he even take notes? If he was enrolled in class, how was he passing?

You shouldn’t be worried about Mr. Sleepy Head. You shouldn’t. But, how could you not? He was really fucking cute when he was sitting there, sleeping next to you. Maybe you could just help him out a little. He had to be failing class; helping out a little wasn’t going to hurt anyone.

When you’re in class the next time together, you take the notebook he’s laid out for himself and write notes for him on the topic being discussed. You already knew the topic well, so it wasn’t a big deal. You could help him out with this one thing. And maybe when he saw your notes he’d stop sleeping in class.

At least, you thought.

Instead, you find yourself continuing to take notes for him every time you have class, doubling on note taking for himself and you. You have no idea why you do it, because he did nothing to you that deserved this kind of treatment. In fact, you should be writing things like “wake up asshole and take your own notes” or “stop sleeping my hand hurts” but you’re not. You doodle little hearts in the margins of the notebook and write him clean, concise notes so he’s for sure to understand the material.

You’re being awfully nice to a sleepy puppy you’ve never spoken two words to, but, maybe that’d come back as good karma.

One day, Mr. Sleepy Head isn’t asleep when you enter the classroom. He’s awake, staring at the door. You walk up the steps of the lecture hall and to the row, quickly taking your seat next to him. You’re pulling out your things from your backpack when you realize his eyes are on you.

Luckily, you have time before class actually starts so you look at him, raising an eyebrow. “Is there something on me? Why are you staring at me?”

“You’re the one that keeps taking notes for me, right?” He asks, pointing to his notebook.

“...why do you say that? Maybe it’s… you. You write stuff in your sleep. It’s not me.”

“Why are you lying? I just wanted to say thank you,” he says, laughing quietly. You’ve never seen a more beautiful expression in your life. Mr. Sleepy Head was fucking beautiful and his laughter was beautiful and he made your heart skip several beats with just his little smile.

“I work all night and don’t get enough sleep before this class but your notes have actually helped. So, really, thank you.”

You nod your head at his explanation, continuing to watch him even when the conversation has clearly died between you two. He’s reading over your notes, and it makes a dumb, silly smile appear on your face. You were happy that all your hard work for Mr. Sleepy Head wasn’t going to waste.

As class starts, you’re almost bouncing around a bit at the happiness that has overtaken you. Even during the random quiz the professor gives out (where you learn Mr. Sleepy Head’s name is Lee Taeyong, which, suited him so well) you’re still happy.

Until, during the lecture suddenly something heavy hits your shoulder. Your heart nearly stops for a second before realizing it’s Taeyong, fallen asleep on your shoulder. He was sleeping on you. You’re pretty sure your heart stopped, who were you kidding.

You don’t have the heart to wake Taeyong up, so you stay like that for the class period, trying to pay attention to whatever the professor is saying, but, how could you? Instead of writing notes, you just doodle in your notebook, not sure what else to do.

At some point, you realize you’ve been doodling hearts around Taeyong’s name.

“You’re so cute,” you hear Taeyong mumble. It makes you jump a little, but not enough to disturb the class thankfully.

“Don’t call me cute when you don’t even know my name- why don’t you go back to sleeping on your desk?” You ask him. He doesn’t answer, however, instead grabbing at one of the many writing utensils laid out before you. You watch as he begins writing your name below his, doodling hearts around it just as you did.

“You’re comfy. I should sleep on you more often.”

“You’re weird. I don’t want to be associated with you-

“You say that but you’re the one who was doodling my name with hearts in your notebook.” Taeyong has you going silent for the rest of class with that one. You let him keep doodling in your notebook, not sure what else to do in this situation. You would just sit here with Taeyong and watch him doodle for the rest of class.

-

“You let him sleep on your shoulder in class? What happened to telling the professor on him?” Doyoung nags at you. You groan and cross your arms in defiance at him.

“I couldn’t do anything he was heavy- and it’s whatever I mean, he’s cute- why can’t you be happy for me?”

“That you let some random guy sleep on your shoulder?” Doyoung looks at you like you’re stupid. “Why should I be happy that you’re encouraging bad behavior?”

“Ugh, you’re the worst brother. He’s… really cute Doyoung. What if I like him? How do you feel about that?”

“You’re distracting me little sister. Please go somewhere else with your bad behavior so I can email this person about their late book. Thanks.”

You roll your eyes and get up, grabbing your backpack before leaving your brother alone with his lame job. You head outside to go sit under one of the trees, taking out a book to read in your downtime.

You only get three pages in before someone is taking a seat next to you, sitting awfully close for a person you’d very much like to hit for even bothering you while you were reading. You turn to them only to see Taeyong, any words you were about to say catching in your throat. He has a snack in his hands and he offers it to you.

“Got this for you as a thank you,” he says. You melt because of his smile.

“You’re… welcome,” you say. You take the snack from him and set it next to you, not wanting to eat it right now.

“What? Is something wrong? Do you not like that kind? I can go get you something different if you want.” You shake your head and look back at Taeyong.

“I’m gonna go back to reading my book, if that’s okay with you.” Taeyong nods his head and gestures for you to continue.

You pick up back where you left off, ready to get back into the story, only for you to be distracted a page later when you feel Taeyong’s head on your shoulder again.

“I can’t read with your head on my shoulder.”

“Okay. Stop reading then. Go on a date with me instead,” Taeyong says. You swear you feel your face flush at his words.

“Go on a-

“Yes. Say yes. I really want to go sleep in my dorm and you should agree to my date and come cuddle with me. I’ll cook you food after I nap.”

“That- that is not a date,” you say. You’re more embarrassed rather than offended at his offer. You’d love to take him up on it, it just didn’t seem like a date.

Taeyong whines and pulls his head away from your shoulder, a pout on his face. “The date comes after we cuddle- come on. Please?”

The pout makes you so weak. It makes you so weak that you let Taeyong lead you back to his dorm, let him pull you into his bed and wrap his arms around you until he’s fast asleep, his face buried in your neck. Eventually, you fall asleep with him, only waking up when the smell of food is wafting through the air.

That good karma you knew would come back to you comes in the form of a delicious meal and a unexpected kiss from Taeyong when he drops you off at your apartment, telling you he’ll see you in class.

And, once again, he falls asleep on your shoulder, leaving you to take notes for the both of you as always. But, this time you don’t mind. He promised you kisses and food later.

That was a good trade-off for letting him sleep in class.