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mimi-croissant · 2 years ago
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please talk about the strawberry shortcake polycule I knew I wasn't the only one who put her and nearly all her friends in some sort of relationship I cannot begin to explain everything /nf
OOH WOO BOY IS THIS GONNA BE LONG I THINK…
(I hc Lemon as aroace so unfortunately she’s not really included in the romantic polycule but I still love her so much)
Ok so starting with our line up of girls in the polycule: Strawberry, Orange, Lime, Blueberry, Raspberry, Suzette, Granola, Grapes
Who is dating who: Strawberry and Orange, Strawberry and Raspberry, Strawberry and Lime, Strawberry and Granola, Lime and Suzette, Lime and Blueberry, Raspberry and Grapes
AND ALL THEIR INVIDUAL COUPLE/GROUP DYNAMICS AND SUCH ARE SO FUN even with groups who have two people not dating they’re so fun. I know some dynamics are more fleshed out in my mind than others butttt (I’ll start w/ the Strawberry relationships since you asked for that but I also really wanna talk about the others)
Strawberry + Orange: You know them. The originals. The classic. One of my favorites. They are both so competitive in the best way but also put their differences aside to just have fun auggggh. And they cosplay and read comics together like??? Goals fr. “I’ll be your Guava Girl any day” IS SO ROMANTIC and they share drinks with each other and everything too. They are best friends to lovers who are mutually pining so hard it hurts they hold hands all the time and definitely hug a lot. Orange can literally carry Strawberry and lift her up enough said they’re so cute. THE SPIN HUG POTENTIAL??? CMON NOW!
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Strawberry + Raspberry: Reformed mean city girl and sweet country girl they are so silly. They hated each other then started liking each other and I just :(( it’s so cute. ALSO THEY ARE LATINA4LATINA I DONT MAKE THE RULES! They have competitions in a way that’s different than Orange and Strawberry I think, especially when it comes to baking. They bake together real and canon they work flawlessly in the kitchen together it’s adorable. They know what the other needs before they even say it they are IN SYNC! Raspberry would throw hands for Strawberry. They have flour fights in the kitchen.
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Orange + Strawberry + Raspberry: LISTEN. Listen. This trio is amazing. Just look at Fruitleg Alley for their dynamic it is beautiful. Orange and Raspberry are besties or a qpr yk yk. They are Strawberry Shortcake protectors they would do anything for her and vice versa.
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Strawberry + Lime: I’m so biased this is one of my favorite pairings. They just! Go shopping together! They figure out each others boundaries and what they’re comfortable with! They hold hands while shopping and drag each other across the store! Sometimes they get kicked out for being clumsy and knocking down a display case it’s ok. Strawberry will make Lime donuts because they are her favorite. Strawberry likes making different kinds of donuts and Lime is her taste tester. Strawberry sometimes leaves boxes of donuts on Limes cart with a sticky note “for Lime” even though Lime always gets to their cart before Lemon. They share food! They hold hands and comfort each other and I just aggggh them forever.
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Strawberry + Granola: They are just silly yk. Strawberry helps her improve and she would help Strawberry garden… they would garden together MANNN… you know imagine Granola holding Strawberry’s hand and showing her on to use the tools!
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Strawberry + Lime + Orange: They are such good friends ok like. It’s crazy. I haven’t put much thought into Lime and Orange but they are besties qpr or dating! For funsies. They would cause SOOO much chaos and depending on the day Lime is usually the voice of reason </3 but sometimes she’s gotta cause trouble too yk. Strawberry bakes for them and make stuff they both like when she sees that they’re down. And just in general. CUDDLE PILES WITH THESE THREE. Movie night with sweets. Orange and Strawberry listening closely when Lime talks about books or fashion even though they have no clue what she’s talking about. They love to give each other forehead and cheek kisses… Lime has to take her glasses off sometimes when they both want to kiss her cheeks at the same time. Braid trains are a common thing with them, and sometimes Raspberry and/or Blueberry will join those. They love each other very much.
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Lime + Suzette: Fashion girlfriends. Need I say more. They are another one of my absolute favorites. They shop together and have brunch together (sometimes without Bread. Sorry bro, the girls gotta have dates sometimes <3). They know each others coffee orders by heart and play footsies under the table. Lime likes to wear her big green hat because one of them will grab it to hide their faces when they kiss. It’s mostly for the vibe tbh. They go slow dancing together. The amount of pictures and selfies they take together is crazy. They take even more pictures of the other while they’re not looking. Albums dedicated to each other in their phones. (Lime has one for all her girlfriends). They do fashion shows at stores and stay from opening until closing or until the store kicks them out. Whatever comes first. They like to simply be in each others presence as Lime reads and Suzette designs clothes.
Lime + Blueberry: They are so comfortable with each other. They will fall asleep on each other at the worst possible time. They might not get each other 100% of the time but they work to understand and respect each other. They do each others hair a lot of the time as well. Holding hands and putting them in their pockets sort of deal.
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Lime + Blueberry + Granola: You know I just like the idea of them gardening together. Strawberry and Lemon probably join a bit. All the girls join in the gardening I think, but especially them. They would fight over something small and after being upset for .5 seconds they would all apologize and work together.
Raspberry + Grapes: I love them! Best friends to lovers type of beat. One fell first (Grapes) the other fell harder (Raspberry). Grapes has drawn them holding hands! They have known each other since childhood and definitely got married in the sandbox when they were younger and playing princesses. They both thought they were the only on pining until they confessed. They don’t show the most PDA but you can still tell they are together. Also they have this thing where Raspberry is being a better person but Grapes has to stay with Pie Man because he’s “family” or whatever you know… kinda angsty but whatever. They work through it though I know it. “They would have different bedrooms if they lived together” type of couple.
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And that’s all for now djejdne. If you want me to elaborate on something more or talk about different characters I would be so happy to this was so much fun to write! I hope I answered your ask correctly too skskxne
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arecaceae175 · 1 year ago
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hi I really love your fic authenticity and I love your post about autistic headcanons for the whole chain, I really really love autistic sky and I just wanted to say I have this headcanon that he does Zero eye contact like just absolutely none just looking everywhere except the person/people in front of him,
:D :D :D
Yay thank you so much!!!!!! I’m so glad you enjoy them!!!
Also I LOVE that idea. I added it to my post!! :D
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xulips · 1 year ago
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I am literally in love with your art. So pretty. So funny. My exact sense of humor. Thank you for giving me the Tenma siblings dynamic that I so desperately need.
this boosted my ego by 10x thank you i'm funny actually
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chiquititaosita · 2 years ago
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Mannnn I've never ever seen any fic blogs dedicated to Latinas, your account is a damn blessing and this is coming from a black woman. ( Black Women and Latinas together is such an iconic duo tbh ✨️)
OMG YESSSS FR I LOVE MY BLACK CREATORS ON HERE!!!
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infictionalwonderland · 9 months ago
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#mrsw2sslays — h.lewis
SUMMARY, the nation absolutely adores you. . oh yeah, and your boyfriend too.
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astr0exe · 8 months ago
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hi!! i hope you’re doing well<3 can i req maybe some bunny reader n owner price with also some owner simon n puppy Soap?? soap meeting prices sweet bunny boy for the first time?? please ignore if you’re uncomfortable with this!!
also have a great trip!! 🩷🩷
aghs eating this idea rn cause gdksgdkshis tysm for the ask darlingg !! 🩶🩶 I’ll try have a great trip but ima be so busy:(( its gonna be super pretty tho so thas good :))
would anyone want a pt.2 maybe ? :]
ALSO WTF THANK YOU SO MYCH FOR 200 FOLLOWERS M GONNA SOB 🫶🏻🫶🏻
// CW : tm!reader , praise , doggy , lots of hair pulling , degradation , creampie , aftercare
Your ears twitch softly atop your head as you sit on Prices lap, slightly curled up with Prices large hands stroking your large floppy ears. The anxiety is radiating from you with your twitches, your nose, tail and ears give away your slightly hyperactive behaviour whilst you gaze at the duo in-front of you curiously. A large puppy hybrid with a mohawk called Johnny, who is grinning sloppily at you and his owner, Simon, who’s staring down at you curiosity is shown on his face slightly.
Soap can’t help it when his dick hardens in his sweats:( you’re just too cute bunny, so fucking sweet to look at with your soft ears and twitching nose.. Your eyes are glued to his crotch when you notice the bulge, Price smirks when he notices what your attention is on, moving to murmur in your ear “You like the look of Johnny’s cock bunny? What?.. What is it lovie.. You want it don’t you?-“ your blush is prominent which makes all the men laugh “Oh my little whore is so needy huh.. so flustered…”
Whilst John is talking both Soap and Simon make their way towards you, their smugness shown on their handsome faces as Soaps tail wags rapidly, his arousal and excitement showing as he basically vibrates with energy, just itching to get his hands on you, to taste you on his tongue and to feel you clench around his cock. His face is inches away from yours as he finally stops moving, his lips pulled into a smirk as his hands move to hold you, his large hands gripping your waist as his eyes gaze hungrily at your lips, “Soap, calm down..” Is all Ghost can bring himself to say, mesmerised and turned on by the obvious tension between you and his Johnny.
But Soap can’t help but disobey his owner.. his mouth meeting yours in a passionate kiss, filled with teeth and light biting. The soft assault on your lips makes your tail shake as you moan softly into Johnny’s mouth gripping his ears and tugging on them, your hips grinding lightly on Soap’s leg. The action makes Simon grin, inching ever closer, looming over both you and Price, who is just sat back lazily watching his bunny get used and played with. Simon’s hand moves slowly between your legs, as it touches your soft thighs you jump, goosebumps litter your skin due to Ghost’s cold fingers.
Your dumb bunny brain just completely shuts off as soon as you feel Simon’s fingers on your soaked hole and dick.. Whimpering into Soaps mouth loudly whilst Price tugs your ears and two of Simon’s massive fingers worm their way into your tight hole, your juices make the intrusion so much easier. Your whines are like music to the men, even with Soap’s mouth muffling them. The rhythm Ghost starts is surprisingly soft, but once he realises you can take it, his resolve shatters as he hears your sweet sweet moans and your quiet mumbles of “please.. harder.. can take it fuck… sir.. Please..” and something shifts in Simon, something primal. His fingers roughly slide in and out of your cunt, your tugs on Soap’s ears only grow harsher with the increased pleasure but Johnny only laughs and groans. His eyes flutter shut with every tug.
Your legs shake slightly, pushing away Soap softly as you grab Simon’s wrist, leaning against your owners body as your eyes roll back and your tongue lolls out of your mouth, Price holds your waist as your body shakes from the pure intensity of Simon’s fingers in you. As soon as your eyes are open again, Soap is on you, pulling you off Prices lap and onto the floor carefully, manhandling you until you are on all fours, your back arched and face pressed against the hard wooden floors.
Simon can’t help the appreciative groan that leaves his mouth from the sight of your bare arse in front of him, Price only gazes down at you pulling on your fluffy ears until you make eye contact with him. “You look so good like this bunny, perfect little slut for us to play with huh?” Price smirks down at you, the grip on your ears tight.
Your eyes widen as you feel Soap’s thick dick against your sopping hole, the eye contact with John is intense whilst Soap thrusts into you. Your breath is punched out of you with every thrust, Johnny’s tail whacks against the floor as he moans. The symphony of sounds the both of you are making is enough to get both Simon and Price rubbing their dicks through their pants. “Fuck bonnie.. good boy.. g-good bunny-fuck..” Soap mumbles, completely pussy drunk, chasing his pleasure with his fingers playing with your hard cock.
Your legs are quivering, your eyes rolling back as your arms give out, the only thing holding you up is Price’s hold on your ears. He can’t help but laugh at how fucked out and sensitive you are, already cumming around Johnny’s thick dick. Your cunt clenching around him tightly, causing his hips to stutter, his orgasm brought on by your own as his cum spurts inside you. Your eyes focus back in, your soul feels like its returned back to your body whilst you get wrapped up in Simon’s arms. He is just holding you softly as John grabs you and Johnny some water. “Just rest bun, me and John will have our fun soon enough..” He says, kissing the top of your head.
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zvdvdlvr · 7 months ago
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— Leaning to Live Again.
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— 🪻. Synopsis. It’s been four and a half months since your fall. You’re starting physical therapy, and the team (and your husband) is there for you every step of the way- as Aaron gets started on filing a product liability lawsuit.
— 🪻. Warnings. Foul language. Frustrated reader. Female reader. Welder reader. Husband Spencer. Physical therapy. 1.6k fic. Mildly rushed ending. Not mych dialogue. I have no physical therapy experience, so I apologize for any incorrect terms/activities/phrases. Pet names.
— 🪻. Extra. Welder!Reader is getting a lot of love :))) Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!
— 🪻. Other Welder!Reader fics. Lunch Break. Alive and Breathing.
You spent five weeks in the ICU, four of them in a medically induced coma. The doctor said that it was so you actually gave your body time to recover; the first few weeks after surgery was always the rockiest stage of any major injury.
Spencer spent every waking hour with you, if you were conscious or not. He read to you, had conversations with you, and told you anything that came to mind because he knows you love his voice. After three nights straight at the hospital, the nurses practically begged Spencer to go home, rest, recuperate, and get cleaned up. And Spencer admits, he felt a lot better after going back to your shared home.
When the doctors decided it was time to wake you up, Spencer was all but shoved out of the room. Something abour “not overwhelming her” or something. Spencer wasn’t listening anyway. After texting JJ, she told Spencer she’d let everyone know the news as they were currently in South Dakota catching a serial rapist and killer. And then Spencer resolved to pacing, reciting each song lyric you told Spencer reminded you of him. He repeated the few poems he had gotten you to read, voice softening as you read the words. And Spencer repeated the vows you and him had written for each other, remembering your face and your voice, the way you stood and how you smelled. He relived it as you were being pulled out of the darkness of your unconscious.
“Dr. Reid?” The nurse asked, pausing Spencer mid-step. He watched a few other nurses file out, and Spencer felt his heart beat a little faster in his chest.
“Yes?” He answered, breath held.
“Mrs. Reid is awake. You are more than welcome to go in there, but don’t put her on any additional stress.”
Spencer had barely said ‘thank you’ before he was hightailing it to the side of your bed. He felt the wind rush out of his lunge when he saw you blinking harshly, eyes trying to adjust to the light.
“Hey sweetheart,” Spencer whispered, tears trailing down his cheeks. He sat down and carefully took your callused hands in his.
You cleared your throat. “Hi,” you said finally, voice gravely from disuse. “You okay?”
A watery laugh bubbled out of Spencer. “You fall off a building and you ask me if okay. Baby, I love you so much.”
“Takes more than a fall to take me away from you, husband,” you murmured, letting your hand trace Spencer’s cheek. “But… how is everyone doing? I heard some of the things you guys said when I was… out, but I want to hear from you.”
The genius looked away, salty tears dampening his beautiful eyelashes. “Hotch is planning to prosecute the guys who made the safety harness that you wore because we all know you never would have worn something that was unsafe or had been recalled. We’ve just…” Spencer sniffled, turning his head to look back at you, “I guess we’ve just kept busy.”
You hummed. “How long will I be out of the showbusiness?”
Spencer looked at you, your eyes tired despite all the sleep you had been getting. He knew your world would shatter when he told you that you’d be in recovery for at least another year and a half. Your lipped twitched- an attempt to get the man you loved to smile. Yet again Spencer felt his heart crack: this was going to break you. “Doc says… about two years.”
The pointer finger still tracing Spencer’s face stilled. Your face blanked and Spencer felt the ari leave his lungs at how you looked at him. “What did you say?”
Spencer took your hand in his, kissing your knuckles as his tears fell onto your own and then slid down down down to the cold hospital floor. “Two years, baby.”
“Years. Tw-Two years,” you repeated in a whisper. “Two years.”
Spencer’s eyes shut. Your head fell back on the pillow, eyes boring holes into the ceiling as your own tears welled in your eyes.
“I know, baby, I know,” Spencer cried as you wept silently.
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“You got this, wife,” Spencer whispered, pecking the crown of your head before going to stand across you, metal bars on either side of the wheelchair you carefully stood from.
It was your twenty third day of physical therapy, and boy was it hell. Your entire bottom half hurt, feeling as if fire consumed your muscles as you shakily got used to being on your feet again. Your back hurt the worst, though. You tried to play it off the best you could, but when the shooting pain took hold of the sensitive nerves of your spine, you couldn’t do more than screw your eyes shut andprace your head for the inevitable fall.
It had been getting better, you thought. Taking your first six steps was getting easier. Getting out of the pool was easier, and you could stand up without yelping in pain. But still, as you pushed through eveey PT session, you couldn’t help but feel disgusted at yourself for not being able to do basic human activities.
Spencer really atuck to his vows, remaining steadfast at your side through everything. He was at your every beck and call, updating you on your coworkers and all the other people you’d grown close to as a welder and as a woman. Spence took pride being able to help you, being your rock as you always are for him.
Aaron was actively prosecuting the company that produced the faulty equipment. As requested by Spencer, Aaron didn’t tell you much. It was better in both of their minds that you focused on recovery and not having Hotch dumb down the details of legal stuff- not that you were dumb, you just weren’t as educated as Spencer and Aaron. Obviously.
Penelope made a point to bring you food every other day. With her she brought a big hug, warm smile, and hot tea. You listened closely to the gossip she had to share, grateful that she didn’t try overly hard to comfort you- she was just like a sister in that way.
Emily stopped by when she could, but understandably had other plans for her time off; i.e.: napping. When she came Emily brought a book or two she had seen and thought of you about or a magazine.
J.J. tried as hard as Penny did, bringing Henry and Will whenever possible. You appreciated the family, feeling fully accepted as J.J.’s soul sister, despite only knowing Spencer’s coworkers for almost a year. Henry had clicked with you right away and told you stories as he snuggled up to you in the hospital bed. When he fell asleep, Will and J would make conversation with you.
Derek had dinner with you and Spencer every weekend. He brought something new every time and always shut sown your protests at how expensive it must have been, aspecially since the three of you combined could eat $300 worth of food- having fast metabolism and being an athletic person was worth bragging about while shoving half pound birgers into your mouth. Despite just the good food, Derek made sure to talk with just you, offering a deep conversation or a lightheard bickering session, letting you know you weren’t alone.
Rossi visited every time he had time. David had grown fond of you and your personality. You were a hardworking, sincere, and (painfully) honest person. All admirable traits, Rossi thought. He always brought flowers, chocolate, and a milkshake/smoothie for you. Though his visits were shorter in comparison to Derek’s or Penny’s, David visited more frequently. He filled you in on details of the lawsuit Aaron was working on, staff drama, and other fatherly conversation.
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Slowly, the months passed.
60 more days passed before the hospital finally brought up your discharge.
Through all that time you had managed to re-gain the ability to walk, run, swim 2 laps uninterrupted, and were improving daily.
You were proud of your progress, but especially thankful of all the people that had stood by your side the entire way. Your eyes burned just thinking about the love Spencer’s family your family had for you.
When one of the nurses you had grown close to finally brought up your discharge, you threw your arms around her and practically cried tears of joy. Spencer kept his composure better, but you could see the shine in his eyes as he discussed the details as you pulled yourseld away from the nurse.
The team was on a case when you reported back to them, but J.J. and Derek immediately set up a quick video call to voice their happiness. Even Aaron stepped in frame, a warm smile on his face as he spoke of how happy he was for you. David showed up right at the end. You swear you saw a tear roll down his cheek as he told you how proud he was of you, how strong you are, and how thankful he is that you’re okay.
Beside you, Spencer ran his hands through your hair with a shaking hand. He, too, cried.
It was two weeks later when you shoved your bags in the back of your truck (you insisted it be the vehicle Spencer drove home) and left the hospital.
“I love you Spencer Walter Reid.”
The two of you stood, leaning against each other, in front of your home. The feeling of Spencer’s warm body under your touch made you feel alive- electric, even. You felt like you could do anything as you carried your own bags into your own home with your own husband.
With Spencer by your side, you were finally learning how to live again.
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wickjump · 5 months ago
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Not exactly hurt comfort but I am enjoying the idea that every time Cross reveals something about his past/childhood it slowly but surely makes the team angry. Like he happens to share a "funny story" or mention how he was treated and one by one the gang is horrified to the point where if xgaster actually showed up in the same au as them they would all be gunning for him immediately.
Also the stars showing up during this fight and like Dream: Nightmare stop this!! What are you doing to- Nightmare: (goops over and whispers something in Dream's ear) Dream: WHAT?? No fuck that (starts aiming his arrows at xgaster)
IVE SPOKEN ABOUT THIS SO MANY TIMES WITH FRIENDS/MUTUALS I AGREE SO MYCH HE HAS SO MANY TRAUMATIZING CHILDHOOD STORIES HE INTERNALLY NORMALIZED GOD. HE DOESNT REALIZE HOW BAD IT WAS AND THE REACTIONS HE GETS ARE UNNERVING. THANK YOU FOR THIS AND OTHER CROSS RELATED ASKS YOURE SO GOOD WITH THEM THEYRE MY FAVORITE
ok ya this is just plain whump warning for lotsa child abuse including physical. like beating the shit out of an 8 year old physical. also I’m so tired right now
chances are that’s not even the worst of it because you know his seven year old ass was told ‘don’t tell anyone about me beating you to near death’ and he still sticks to that. but he speaks about abuse he doesn’t even grasp counts as abuse.
withholding food. sleeping in the yard. eating food on the floor while the others sat at the dinner table as punishment (or to eat out of a dog bowl on the ground i had to do that once lol). as a kid still scared of the dark he was locked in dark rooms until he got over his fear (he’s still scared to this day but he won’t seek help because he doesn’t want to be punished again). cross touched something he wasn’t supposed to? put your hand on the burning hot stove for however many seconds that item was worth in G (maybe divided by 5/10), or until he cried.
cruel and unusual punishments were xgaster’s forte but he tells them like funny stories to the horror of literally everyone around him.
cross is not coping well with figuring out that no that’s not normal and no that’s fucked up. most of his scars are probably from xgaster (excluding the red one on his face obv). and when he delves into the traditional abuse it gets worse somehow?? anyway xgaster is on THE multiversal hitlist. star sanses and bad sanses all want his head on a wall. even ink because ink didn’t know about the abuse because xgaster never told him for obvious reasons and it’s not like cross was willing to share.
i think that once he starts talking about the abuse he can’t stop (same) and he’s just. slowly crying and eventually hyperventilating and oh he’s been holding onto that for SO long. and then he hates that he told people because he wasn’t supposed to and is scared that they’ll see him less or punish him for some reason or hate him now, but he isn’t expecting to be comforted after? wtf? he doesn’t grasp that saying ‘yeah i got in trouble at school so my dad beat me until i lost two of my baby teeth and got a temporary crack in my skull’ normally results in being hugged or something. like dude you were 8 wtf. and he’s so scared but he just wants to feel safe AUGH HE MAKES MY HEART HURT. like dude, he almost beat papyrus at a time he was so young he had to use a step-stool to reach the sink to brush his teeth :( dude…
anyway ya cross is me fr (the burning hand stove happened once/twice to me actually idk i was like 5 lol. my grandfather is not the best man) and he deserves to go through hell on earth and be tortured in his childhood i think. oh and experience comfort or whatever after idk. kross maybe because their dynamic is ‘my childhood was ruined’ x ‘my adulthood was ruined’ and i think that’s sweet. or mtt + cross poly with nightmare as the outlier wondering why they’re so affectionate all of a sudden (he’s aroace…)
BUT THATS SELF INDULGENT LMAO what really matters is how much we torture the poor lad that is cross 🥰
also make him trans because abuse isn’t enough he needs extreme dysphoria all of the time. xgaster isn’t transphobic btw this is independent from everything else
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dragon-queen21 · 3 months ago
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Hihi, saw Howl's moving castle in your fandom list👀 would it be okay to ask for a very specific set of headcanons? For little Howl right after that hair disaster thing cause it was the most baby behavior from i've ever seen🤭 I just want him to get some comfort after it but when he's little! Thank you and have a good day!
Regressor Howl & cg Sophie hc’s
Always open to doing headcanons no matter how vague or specific they are in fact I prefer the more specific ones
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~First of all I feel like Howl would vent regress over the smallest inconveniences. Something something trauma response… anyways!
~His meltdown was 100% the reason why Sophie realized that Howl was a regressor in the first place. Or at the very least the moment when all the pieces slotted into place
~I mean entering his room would also be a huge indicator with all the children’s toys scattered about and it’s not as though Calcifer was doing a good job at hiding the fact that Howl still “had the heart of a child.”
~After Howl finally calms down enough from turning into quite literally a puddle comes the part of Sophie trying to figure out just how to fix his hair all while keeping a mentally two year old still for long enough
~Which doesn’t take much because he’s tired after so much fussing, with no more energy left to fight against more of Sophie’s eccentrics. and Sophie equals safety to his brain so he probably wouldn’t have fought her mych to begin with
~Sophie is probably wielding magic once again without realizing it so Howl’s hair comes out so much better than she possibly thought it could considering she’s never dyed anyone’s hair before
~And afterwards he is still just so tired. The sleepiest kiddo ever. And Sophie asks if he has any agere gear, which of course perks the little one up instantly because oh boy would he have so much
~I feel like he would have a small container just filled with deco pacifiers. And maybe when he isn’t so small and upset him and Sophie would decorate him one themselves
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whchenlvr · 11 months ago
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Hi, I absolutely loved your Weak Hero collections. There are just so few of them in here, and you did such an amazing job capturing their personalities. I'm a great sucker for angst, so if requests are open, and you're comfortable with it, I was wondering if you could do a scenario where Y/N gets seriously hurt while taking the hit for them? Like they get in between and get stabbed/punched/near death? Basically, it's their fault you get hurt?
You can write for any, but I'd really like a Wolf Keum one...
Thank you tons and absolutely loved your writing style :p
YES omg i’ve been wanting to write angst and i LOVEEE wolf. THANK YOU SO MYCH
when you get seriously hurt ;
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wolf keum. stabbed
➤ you had a bad feeling. you tried convincing wolf not to leave that night, but he didn’t listen. when did he ever?
➤ the union was never safe, but recently, the violence has gotten more extreme. you’d witnessed old friends of yours falling into the fighting scene and ending up in the hospital
➤ you even caught yourself waiting by the front door until you see your boyfriend through the window and have to stop yourself from running out to greet him
➤ you’re doing just that one evening, watching, when you see wolf’s purple hair appear. you’re about to welcome him in when something behind him catches your eye
➤ without thinking, you throw the door open and run out to him. wolf is too distracted by your presence to notice the masked man behind him with a knife. “wolf, look out!”
➤ you just barely shove him out of the way when you feel a sharp pain in your side. you instantly fall to your knees, and you can tell wolf hesitates on whether to grab you or chase the man who did this, not realizing you’d just been stabbed
➤ when he does realize what’s going on, wolf would just stare at you with wide eyes
➤ his panic response is always fight, never flight, but he can’t fight this. he stands over you, frozen, for a few moments before calling for help and dropping to your side
➤ “you okay?” he’d ask in a distance voice, more for himself than you, but you know from all the times of cleaning wolf up what to do in a situation like this
➤ you’d have to take wolf’s hands in yours and press them against your stab wound, trying your very hardest to keep calm in this situation, since you can tell by the daze in wolf’s eyes that he’s in shock and won’t be much help
➤ “you’re not going to die. you’re fine,” wolf would repeat, and you’d just nod and focus on your breathing. “i’m fine. you can’t get rid of me this easy.”
donald na. shot
➤ you and donald had been walking home from a date one evening when you noticed someone following you
➤ when you move to warm donald, he only places a hand over yours, catching your eye and shaking his head to signal “no”
➤ that’s when you start to panic, because donald isn’t the type of person to back down or step away from a fight. you assumed it was because you were with him, but donald had seen the light catch on the follower’s hand and knew that this wasn’t something he could punch his way out of
➤ you’d just passed a corner when donald suddenly shoved you forward and turned back to tackle the follower. he had him pinned, weapon tossed to the side, and looked back at you when his eyes widened. “y/n!”
➤ but you’re frozen when you hear something click behind you. there were two of them.
➤ you barely have time to scream when the person pulls the trigger, and white flashes before your eyes as you fall to the ground
➤ donald wastes no time jumping off of the first man to run to you, ignoring the sound of him running away as he holds you in his arms and presses both hands harshly against your shoulder
➤ donald is calculated. he is talented and skilled in fighting. he doesn’t know how to keep calm against a bullet wound in the person he loves most
➤ he’d be too afraid to pull his hands off of the wound to use his phone to call for help, and thankfully a helpful pedestrian would run over and call for you instead
➤ donald would ride in the ambulance with you the entire way there, keeping you talking and laughing as he tried to get himself to stop shaking
gray yeon. glass cut
➤ typically, gray is aware of his surroundings at all times during a fight. your presence threw him off guard and wasn’t something he took into account
➤ you didn’t mean to be there. you had almost been home when you realized you’d forgotten one of your notebooks in your desk and turned back to retrieve it from the school. it wasn’t your intention to stumble upon a fight
➤ you can tell right away that something is wrong. everyone looks too tense, like they’re all afraid of more than just a few bruises
➤ then you see it. on the ground is a boy you recognize from your 1st period, laying in a pool of blood too big to be from fists
➤ there’s another, taller boy standing above him with something clutched tightly in his fist. when he realizes what he’d done, his hands tremble and he runs away from the group. runs right toward you
➤ it was clear by his face that he was scared. it was obvious that this was an accident, and you just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time
➤ you move too slow as you step out of his way, and pain flares in your middle as the broken shard of glass sliced into you
➤ it takes no time at all for you to lose your balance as blood seeps into your once clean white uniform shirt
➤ you were so distracted on trying to apply pressure to your wound that you didn’t even notice gray sprinting toward you, his eyes wet with worry
➤ “what happened, what happened?” he’s repeating his words like a mantra as he falls to your side as assesses the situation. you can tell he’s trying to be brave, but there are tears rolling down his cheeks as he desperately covers your hands with his
➤ he’d be a trembling mess, his mind completely jumbled as thought of stephan fill his head. how he couldn’t help him. he wasn’t about to make the same mistake with you, too
➤ gray would tear the sleeve from his jacket to wrap around your wound and keep pressure with one hand as he calls an ambulance with the other
ben park. ganged up on. beaten
➤ ben can usually handle himself well. even when he’s outnumbered, his focus is only on himself and the men fighting him. not you
➤ the two of you would be walking home from a date one evening when a group of new union members trying to impress donald na surround you
➤ ben would instinctively pull you close to him, and you can’t help but shrink back when you notice how his face hardens and his chest puffs out
➤ “you’re big ben, right?” “…” “so you are! we figured, you know, if we rough you up a little, maybe we’ll get on donald’s good side!”
➤ you weren’t that afraid until more of them started trickling in around you, and soon a group of rowdy teenagers had formed around you and your boyfriend
➤ when the first kid charges, ben knocks him to the ground with a single strike. you aren’t sure what these boys thought they could do, but as more approached, you started worrying for ben
➤ thankfully, he’d been teaching you basic self defense, but you’d never had to use it in real life as he’d always been there to protect you
➤ it happened so fast. more and more kept appearing, and soon ben was overwhelmed. you fought off as many as you could, but when one of the boys threw a brick at the back of your head, you were done and taking kick after kick
➤ ben only noticed when he realized how quiet you’d gotten. when he sees you on the ground, not moving, all he’d see is red
➤ less than a minute later, you’d be in his arms with your body pressed against his chest as he runs to the nearest hospital, begging you to be okay
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arsparadoxica · 26 days ago
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hey i know the podcast is already way over, BUT. can you possibly find it in your kind beautiful heart to explode anthony partridge for me? i think that mathmetician should explode. why? why you may ask. it simply must be. i feel it in the wind. explode him like those blcocks he love so mych
yknow what?! also explode chet whickman! he is literally the physical embodiment of every somgle man from the 1940s. i need him to be exploded today!!
sally grimace can be spared i guess. i love asexual representstion. but you should totally wxplode the other guys.
dont even need to kill them! simply just spintaneously combust them. combust those boys.
thank you. i love the historican lesbian. but anyways pleasse travel time back to wxplode them. i personally think helen would appreciate it.
love the podcast btw
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emhahee · 8 months ago
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it’s so comforting to see you on tumblr like ah yes that one shining star and precious jewel from the Overstimulation App is actually just one of us and can hang out on the hellsite thank u
THIS IS SO NICE IM SO HAPPY TO BE HERE!!! IM SO EXCITED TO LOOK IN MY ASK BOX ITS SO MYCH LESS STRESSFUL THAN CHECKING MY DMS ON TIKTOK which I never do sorry guys im Scared To Do That
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parisiterileymoon · 4 days ago
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I'm gonna get bullied by my bestie because she knows about this plot LOL but I was on cai and accidentally did this plot, reader is playing stardew valley and BJ decides to put himself in the game as a bachelor to romance (if you don't play stardew and want to ignore this that's fine)
Gn reader or fem whatever works
Any Beetlejuice version is fine too
Ty 🫶
Toonjuice x reader
Decided on toonjuice for this one because it made the most sense to me.
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After a long day, nothing quite beats a cozy game of stardew valley. You slunk down onto your couch and booted up your switch. You left your farm and lo and behold you see a new, but familiar face. You approach the sprite, assuming it was a seasonal thing but…NOPE! It’s bj. “Beetlejuice get out of my game.” You grumbled, tired from your long traitorous day pressing buttons on a keyboard and dealing with Susan from accounting. “Oh, come on babes! You’re always playing this game so I figured I should see what it’s all about! Besides you seem to like fictional men more than real ones so this must make you all over me.” Little versions of your sprite appear fawning over his picture on the side of the text box. “Oh, please…” you roll your eyes, despite knowing he’s right. “Get out.” You continue, adamant about having your peaceful four hours straight of a farming game. “Sorry, it’s not that easy babes! You’re gonna have to get that heart thing to fourteen!” This…is going to be a long afternoon.
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THANK YOU SO MYCH FOR SENDING IN AN ASK!!!!!!! Sorry it’s short but you can come back for more if you want:) constructive criticism is encouraged!!!
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propertyofkylar · 1 year ago
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I really love what you write about Whitney 😍😍 I’m not sane about him at all, especially after everything Vrel unloaded… good dad Whitney, Whitney loft event, Whitney and his plushies. I LOVE HIM SO MYCH😞😞(sorry.) he’s so real tho. Would you write anything soft about him spending time with his family? Like him, PC, and his son in their new home after skipping town. I think he would be a boy dad tbh. Sorry for my long ask 👴🏻👴🏻
eeeee anon thank u that's so nice! and no need to apologize. this is a whitney lover safe space.
i LOVE this prompt....gonna go crazy with it.
cw: not much, just mentions of previous dol canon-compliant abuse
Whitney quietly closed the door behind him, instinct telling him that someone inside was fast asleep.
He was right. The first thing he saw walking into the tiny flat was you and your son, curled up on the couch, fast asleep. The sight brought a smile to Whitney's face.
It was still such a novel concept to him. Never in a million years did he expect to have his own small family, much less enjoy it. But here he was.
It hadn't been planned, Whitney thought as he took a spot next to you on the couch. But when you told him you were pregnant and he was the father, he knew he had to make a change.
The two of you had worked hard. You took the money you had and ran. Now, you were here. Far away from that godawful town and all the horrors that resided in it.
Whitney worked in the day and took classes in the night. His free time was spent with your child. You worked odd jobs like babysitting and cleaning homes - jobs you could do with the baby - and took online courses. Life was busy and exhausting. You didn't have much, but Whitney was working towards a better future. For his family.
You stirred next to him on the couch, letting out a yawn with your eyes closed. "Thought I heard you come home."
"Morning, slut," Whitney teased. The afternoon sun was starting to set.
You weakly smacked him on the arm. "Told you not to call me that in front of the baby."
Whitney rolled his eyes. "He's asleep. He won't know."
You opened your eyes finally, just to roll them at Whitney. You handed the slumbering child over to him. "Your son has been a needy shit all day. Just like his dad."
Whitney chose not to point out the hypocrisy of your language, opting to be nice. He wrapped his free arm around your shoulders, admiring the tiny family he had.
"Got a nice tip today," he announced. "What do you say I treat my slut to a nice dinner?"
You sat up, raising an eyebrow at him. "A nice dinner?"
"Fish and chips is nice!" Whitney protested. "Whatever. Can't you just be grateful?"
"Mm, no," you said with a smile. "But I'll take the dinner anyway."
Whitney leaned back and sighed, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "I thought after all this time, you would stop being so annoying. Guess I was wrong."
Your grin grew wider. "Yeah, but you're stuck with me now."
"Guess I am," Whitney said with a smile back. Only, he didn't feel stuck.
In fact, he felt freer than he ever had.
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dobaara · 1 year ago
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I never acknowledged all my efforts on moving forward after all the stuff that happened to me and I realised everything today (literally typing this with tears in my eyes) so thank you anon for this, you made me realise that even after everything, I do have the ability to love myself and move forward 💓💓
hello! feel free to ignore this, but i've been seeing your poems on my dash and i was wondering if you'd like to share a bit about the thought process behind them, your inspirations/influences and how you got started. did you start writing and then study form, or the opposite? or did you not study form at all? also, how long have you been writing? i'd really like to get started with poetry as well but i feel like everything i write is forced and stilted. if you have any advice, i'd love to hear it! if not, that's totally fine of course. have a great day.
hii hello how are you?! thank you for asking me this, I'd love to tell you more! <3
okay so I started writing mainly to try and cope with my trauma and try to heal from it, it still does hurt but I'm glad I decided to write about it, it made the pain a little easier to digest. And I mainly wrote stuff in the genre of heartbreak and sadness (let me tell you, this one poem I wrote that was a mix of the first seven minutes of one of my favorite movies and my own experiences that I wrote three years ago is still one of my favorites to this date) and I found that I quite enjoy writing in that genre, I think it was my way of coping with stuff, which seems ironic but at that time I feel I was truly in my element. My friends all started calling me "Tragedy Queen" like the actress Meena Kumari because I was the most cheerful person who wrote about gut-wrenching stuff. And I started writing at the start of 2020 maybe in Jan (I used to joke around with my friends saying my writing was so bad it bought a virus to my country, god I should have shut up) and at that point of time writing was an escape for me, I did not learn any form, I just wanted to write what I felt and honestly did not think of anything else. I still remember the first poem I wrote (I cringe so hard while reading it now)
And now if you'll see, I write a lot about love, both romantic and platonic because it's what I've been yearning about all these years. If you do check my poems out you'll see that there's always an undertone of longing in some of my poems. For me this shows a lot of healing because after everything I faced where I genuinely hated myself to a place where I couldn't write about love (again both platonic and romantic), happiness and contentment without breaking down at least thrice and havjng my hands shake, this shows a lot of moving forward for me (holy shit I have never acknowledged this before now oh mu god) I still do write a lot of heartbreak because I feel heartbreak has become like a bubble, a comfort space for me. My friends still call me Tragedy queen from time to time, but now I think I kinda like that title now. And it's not like I've completely changed, I'm still insecure of my writings and hate them on the occasional day but I've slowly learned to love it and myself too.
I don't think so I'm in any place to give you advice because I'm still a learner but my advice would be to read poems often. I'm not saying that you have to read one poem per day but that's a nice habit that I'm glad I have. And along with that some time before, I used to write four-five lines everyday as a warmup! (I lost that habit because of uni but thank you for reminding me of it) and also when you do write stuff, realise it's for yourself, I forgot to keep that in mind and tried writing for maybe posting it on here or anywhere else and I genuinely hated what I wrote so do keep that in mind!
happy writing!! <33
— ghazal ♡
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angelicmoonstone · 4 months ago
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I LOVE YOUR ART SO MYCH!!! ITS SO PRETTY
And if I may ask, what brush do you use? It’s really smooth
Thank you! And to answer your question…
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I dunno who made them but if I found out I will give credit. But feel free to use em ;)
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