#THIS IS HONESTLY SO SWEET AAAAA

[littlethingsrae]

WAIT OMG!!!!!!

YOU DREW THEM BOTH SO CUTE - AND THE OUTFITS?!?!! IM OBSESSED!! 🧡🧡✨ MIND IF I DRAW JIN IN HERS AT SOME POINT? Xx

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH QAQ THIS WAS SUCH A NICE SURPRISE!

@chuitu LOOK LOOK FRIENDO!!

Can you draw @chuitu oc which is yeva moon?

And @littlethingsrae oc which is Jin?

Together?

Ignore me if I'm annoying

I apologize for the crookedness and lack of shade, I'm lazy.

@chuitu How to draw a Yeva's tail

@littlethingsrae

Dude-✋

I didn’t really have any ideas, but I wanted to draw

[pinkopalina]

honestly i kinda wish i was famous. maybe i put a lot of importance on fame. i watch a LOT of reality shows where people are literally just rewarded for existing. and i feel really invisible a lot. i have a lot of relationship issues with other people, strangers, friends, myself, my partner even! because of fame vs invisibility. i think fame comes with a lot of drawbacks but so does invisibility. my favorite saying that to be human is to experience and celebrate paradox: maybe a lot of these famous celebrities also feel invisible. maybe they feel like nobody really understands them as honest people so they are kind of invisible in a very famous way. i guess i'm glad the luxury of not being famous affords me a lot more grace and a lot less consequence, too.

but sometimes i still wish i was famous. i feel like it's the mark of success. fame is getting out of the cog in a machine rat race we all run. fame is being rewarded for being just a little bit more, however that means. maybe that's why i get so jealous of popular bloggers, maybe that's why i'm obsessed with real housewives. it's a lot. i hate being a celebrity to my city. i don't want to be known as the bitchy cashier who's struggling with her self-worth.

i wanna be the 19 year old artist on twitter with 93837562 followers, but i'm just a 31 year old with what i have. it's so hard being okay with that when i really think other marks of success are more valid than mine.

[tidaltow]

arranged on the table before Percy was a vibrant assortment of beach-themed treasures; mismatched shells strung together to make a chunky necklace, dried sea stars in various sizes, & a few lucky sand dollars made up the bundle. however, the ‘beach’ element wasn’t the only consistent thing across all the items, for Ari ( with the help of a few other kind demigods aboard the Argo II ) had carefully painted each one a different shade of blue. Ari looked up at Percy with twinkling, excited eyes, hoping he would love his special birthday gift.

“ha … happy merry birthday, Pissy!” Ari said brightly, holding onto the edge of the table to keep herself stable as she jovially bounced on her toes. “fff … for you!”

@earthssprout || “belated” bday shenanigans (bc winnie sent this in on time but i'm slow so it's on me asdjgjk)

So, look, kids Percy's age had typically “grown out” of themed gifts.

Y'know, for example, how a pretty decent percentage of little girls apparently had a “horse girl phase” that all their parties had to be centered around, but they eventually moved on (Would Ari ever have one of those?); or how your favorite color was practically a personality trait (along with your favorite food, whether you liked cats or dogs [never both; unacceptable], what team you rooted for in literally any sport [ . . . but that extended to the adults, too]). Thing is, at some point, a kid's interests became a bit more complex than just “dog goes woof, so I obsess over dog” . . .

Or, okay, “Mom started making everything blue just to spite my dumb step-dad, so now I obsess over the color blue.” Or, “Yeah, my dad's the sea god, so my entire personality needs to be surfer boy chic.”

See, good thing “Percy” and “typical” weren't on the same page. (And the alphabet wasn't changing anytime soon to alter that.)

When he saw the assortment of gifts laid out across the table, he might as well have been living his best “horse girl” dreams, thriving in the “Yes, my favorite color is blue and I'm owning it” vibes, basking in the “I'm the son of Poseidon” spotlight. But maybe what really sold the whole thing, what really made it all the more special, was seeing the excited little girl who went to all the trouble to do this for him.

Yeah. That had to be it. That had to be why Percy found himself grinning like he was in the middle of a sugar high after too much cake. (He hoped that'd be the literal case soon.)

“Whoa, seriously? Did you do all of this?” Percy was pretty sure she couldn't have. (But he was also pretty sure he was prone to underestimating her.) He'd happily give her all the credit, either way. “That's so cool. Everything turned out amazing.” And he spent a few moments rolling the painted seashells over in his fingers, eventually donning that necklace as proudly as if it bore his beads from camp.

While he continued to fiddle with one of the cowrie shells—ignoring that the weight of everything on the necklace wasn't exactly distributed evenly—Percy wandered over to Ari's side. His free hand extended around her little shoulders, tugged her against his hip in half of a hug. “Thanks, Ari. I mean it,” he said. “These shells are officially the best I've ever seen.”

[dewberrybramble]

God- had a moment earlier today-

[splatoon-edits]

happy birthday!

Thank You!!! <3

[qeyond]

Just saw the tags y'all left on my Matt cosplay, YALL ARE SO FUCKIN SWEET THANK YOU!!!!! 🥺😭😭😭

[blackenedsnow]

OMG YOUR BLOG IS SO SO SO COOL ??? HELLO?? IM IN LUV W YOUR LAYOUT AAAAA

soeey but may i make a request pls i beg bc ive been thinking ab this all day every day for like a week 😭😭 is it okay to request slashers reacting to you faking an 0rgasm?? 😭 specifically micheal bc I'm in my mikey phase but if not then don't worry about it <3<3<3 but tag me if possible !! thank you!!!

slashers reactions to you faking an orgasm

WARNING ; NSFW/18+, fake orgasms

PAIRING: Michael Myers x Reader, Jason Voorhees x Reader, Billy Loomis x Reader

NOTE: Omg, first of all, thank you for the sweet words about my blog!! 🖤 I didn't know what other slashers to put so I put a few in those feel spinner thingys and chose like that. Hope you enjoy!

MICHAEL MYERS

He knows your body better than anyone, and the moment he catches onto the fact that you faked it?

He goes completely still.

No breathing, no movement—just his blank mask staring at you like you’ve committed a cardinal sin.

He’s not mad, per se.

He’s disappointed.

But also? He takes it as a personal challenge.

You think you need to fake it? That you’d have to with him?

Oh, he’s going to prove you so wrong.

Expect him to be relentless.

He’ll have you pinned under his weight, utterly at his mercy, as he drags it out of you for real this time.

And you won’t be able to fake anything by the end of it—not with the way he watches you like a predator, soaking in every sound and twitch you make.

(And yeah, maybe he’s a little salty. He’ll take his time, make you beg, just to remind you who’s in charge here.)

JASON VOORHEES

He’s not exactly the most experienced in this department, but he tries so hard to please you.

When you fake it, he stops immediately.

He looks at you with confusion, maybe even a little bit of hurt.

Jason doesn’t understand why you’d fake something like this.

Did he hurt you? Did you not want to be with him? Were you bored? His mind spirals into self-doubt.

He’ll sit back, his big hands resting on your thighs as he studies your face, searching for answers.

If you admit you were faking it, Jason might feel a little dejected, but he’ll try to do better.

He’s nothing if not attentive, and he’ll take your cues more seriously from now on.

Honestly, he’s so focused on making you happy that the whole situation ends up being more of a learning experience than anything else.

Jason just wants to be a good partner.

BILLY LOOMIS

Oh, you’re gonna regret this one, babe.

Billy is petty as hell.

The second he catches on, he stops everything.

Completely.

Pulls back, smirking down at you with that cocky, condescending expression.

What follows is absolute hell—the good kind, though.

Billy edges you mercilessly, taking you right to the brink over and over again until you’re begging him to let you finish.

When he finally lets you come undone, it’s explosive.

Billy makes sure you won’t even think about faking it again.

And, of course, he’ll tease you about it for weeks afterward.

[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[Spoilers below cut]

looks like I owe everyone 4 bucks and a can of rizz soda 😔

... *record scratch*

OH HEY NOW WAIT A SECOND! This is the first time in a while that we got an episode with "SMG4:" in the title! and having peach's castle in the thumbnail?!

what. are. they. up. to. 🤔

(the following is my live reaction:)

oooh, what shenanigans are we up to now? and in Mario POV no less

FOUR IN HIS WOTFI OUTFIT AAAAA my boy 💙🥹

A DATE?! SINCE WHEN.... oh....

4... hun, don't tell me you drew her last minute for a date (same Mario same)

he really did the whole "I'm bi (myself)", just like me frfr

can't believe he would betray dasani like this smh /j

ARTHUR JUMPSCARE?! omg my childhood's coming back to me "That sign can't stop me because I can't read"

oh 3, you're on a date too? AND a fake girlfriend? what a coincidence... 🤔

somehow, all those smg34 fics that had 3 hosting a dinner date in his cafe are technically canon now, at least for 3's character (or has the Team been reading our fics oh god)

we even get a megari date? /silly

"JUST YOU WAIT, I'LL FIGURE IT OUT SOMEDAY YOU'LL SEE" I say as I get dragged into a mental asylum

OOF MARIO damn, I know you feel down but no need to do Luigi like that

oh hey E.Gadd! it's been a while huh

our lord and savior jesus, is that you?

well that's one way, very sweet (...depending on how you interpret death in this universe ofc)

PEAK SIBLING BEHAVIOR HELL YEAH

shit, we should've asked E.Gadd how to reverse that thing

*chokes on my coffee* HUH?! pause this episode right NOW, because I need to leave my room for a sec

...ok ok. can we talk about this? we're talking about this. alright so, let's start off with the basics: the fact that these two separately have a date with their inanimate objects and at one point, they decided to have a double date outside of the Showgrounds? no doubt all of the smg34 enjoyers are going to freak out about this one, I can hear it

Before I say anything else, why don't we put our smg34-tinted glasses (you got them on? cool):

Just this frame alone, I'm going to dissect this bit by bit. Look at 3's fake date: aside from being out of bombs, she's got a messy ponytail (bangs swayed to the right), big eyes, and a big smile. You got that? Now look at 4. I'll give you a second to take that in. You're back? Ok, because we're not done yet. Onto 4's fake date drawn digitally, appearance-wise, she's got straight and neat pigtails with bangs swayed to the left, calm/relaxed face. NOW look at 3. Their inanimate dates somehow mirror the other and likely this is their way of hiding insecurities/internal struggles (that includes whatever happens when they're TOO close to each other). Just by them being defensive about their own date/judging the other man's taste. Honestly, very in-character for both of them, it's simply how they are. I mean look at them, they're not even eating or chatting or looking at their dates. Just each other.

We unfortunately have to take these glasses off for a reason. Is it just me or does this whole thing feel strange? Not in the usual show shenanigans or the fact that this happened to begin with type of way. It just feels strange.

Usually with smg34 moments, there's purpose to their relationship. Even in the "Forced to Hold Hands" episode, though it was clearly fanservice, it establishes their relationship well in the obstacle course scene. Sure, they disagree, fight, get on each other's throats on some things but when the moment is dire or their goals align, they make a good team and chemistry. Their relationship grew from rough patches, at times realizing they needed each other (IGBP). Though they tease and banter, they still care for each other deep down. ALSO it was good foreshadowing to WOTFI '23 their dynamic and Guardian powers, and 3's notebook.

Basically "they're content with their lives on their own (even if they never met to begin with), but it's hard to imagine not having the other in the picture". That's why I can't imagine them being stereotypical lovey-dovey if they ever became a couple. Sure, it's cute but it's not them. Honestly, nothing would change between them for the most part, and that's totally fine by me.

That's why I find this moment strange because it doesn't carry the same energy as it had before. Instead of this scene being smg34 crumbs, it's more like "glitter splat on my face and being mildly blinded by it with confusion". Hopefully that makes sense, maybe that's just me. But anyway, we gotta move on.

I'M GOING TO KILL YOU... AND THEN KILL YOU AGAIN (alfred always giving out the best of lines)

why do i hear boss music?

I know right, at least E.Gadd got it under control

I guess we can't say the word spaghet— AW SHIT THEY'RE RIGHT OUTSIDE MY HOUSE

STOP THEM WITH WHAT? OH C'MON

THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING

THE POWER OF THE 4TH WALL *waves at my laptop screen reflection*

oh wait hold up the animation style changed, 4's so bouncy *squishes him like playdoh*

*PV arc war flashbacks ensue* huh, what are we doing again? oh right Luigi

3 what on earth are you talking about?! You met the 4th wall a few times now

also 4's silly and yet somehow creepy face he has here. i need you to blink, buddy, for my sake.

...also why did 4's voice sound weird? (Luke, this better be normal for my theorist's sake)

...FUCK

I never imagine a lythero ref in SMG4 but here we are :)

good question, 3. i can't believe you're the sane one here in this episode, even if you also did the fake date thing.

huh... well that looks familiar *looks at you unpleased through the screen*

It's funny to think how we the viewer or at least the camera person is the same height as the star trio

Luigi: "I've been traumatized" you're so real for that Luigi

FOUR YOU DIDN'T SWITCH IT NOOOOO

4: "Dude, seriously?" let's just give him a moment

"Clone" and "More Clone"? close enough, welcome back "why did I make a self-destruct button?"

CAN I GET A DATE?

I was gonna say, which ones were the OG's? Now we know.

👏👏👏 WELL SAID

"if you're watching this, you must be clinically depressed" 😀

Congrats to Cookie for your art being featured at the end credits🎉 we love to see it 💙 and based on one of my favorite episodes too? hell yeah

(...wait Team, why did you choose this one? what does that imply? Team? TEAM?)

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

Ok, I had a moment to think it over (and finish some biology).

I gotta say, this has been a pretty solid episode to see this Mario vs Wario dynamic. A rough start but I still enjoyed it. Hilarious moments and of course great animation (how many times have I not said that). A lot of the adorable faces made were by Shadow so applause to you bud for giving me this. And we got to see a more of Wiz' writing which is always a bonus, they have been going to a good streak so far! And I got to appreciate the Team putting 3 & 4 in their WOTFI suits, my absolute favorite matching outfits.

Now, come closer, can we talk about how strange this whole thing is?

The episode title is "SMG4:" now with no explanation by the Team after 56 episodes (44 episodes if we're only counting the main series) (also 44.... huh....) why now? Why this episode?

Change of thumbnail with one having Peach's Castle in the background, despite everyone knowing that it wasn't in the episode at all and is at the bottom of a monstrous pit (my moot managed to screenshot the YouTube glitch for me)

"Well, we can't exactly blame Ben. I'm sure it's whatever the Team wanted him to do for the thumbnail."

EXACTLY! The Team wanted him to add the Castle in just as it happened with the last episode's thumbnail with Mario. And we all know what Peach's Castle means.

(that boarded room again, curse that door)

4's Breaking the 4th Wall scenes (and 3 somehow not knowing what that is???)

(should we count 3 & 4's strange dates? maybe not)

Oh, and one more thing...

Chat, we might get goop!4 after all...

LET'S GOOOOOO🎉🎸🔥

Well, it turns out that the 3 & 4 scene really was glitter spat at my face just so it would distract us from what was REALLY going on, the Team is up to something. Hell, even my "for you" section was like "dude you have to focus on the mystery in hand" /silly

The hints we've gotten so far from the episodes and the Team, it has to be goop!4. And it all comes down to the Steam page, still waiting on that though.

We might have a "man on the inside"/failsafe route with 4 here, I've told you all it might. The Team is really testing us on this one, but we'll wait. Well, chat, I'll see you all in the next one, and remember: numbers go first!

*knowing smile :)*

...wait I still owe you all money and soda FUUUUU—

[sturniolohohoho]

I. LOVE. MY. MOOTS

this is a long overdue appreciation post for all my favourite people!! I'm genuinely so blessed that I'm on this platform with you guys, and It might seem like I'm making it way more deep than it is, but honestly everything here has made me so much happier!

I never thought this was a part of my life that I was missing so much before, but having an online community and friends is so amazing. Even though we're all here together to simp over these mid white boys and read/write fanfics to feed out delusions, it's way more than just that!

ANYWAYS HERE WE GO!!!

@mattsglassezx you were my first moot here, and I'm so glad you literally just came back to tumblr <33. Ur SO sweet and SO gorgeous and you have great fic ideas!

@vanteguccir LELE!! AAGHHHH UR THE BEST EVER!! You give so much good life advice and you're so put together as a person. You're genuinely the best and i love whenever you come online in the gc and always think my stupid ahh jokes are funny <33 You're also such a name sayer like you always address me by viv and it's so sweet

@chrisspussygang SO supportive, you're writing a BOMB series and you're so funny! i can't believe we were within a couple kilometres of each other at some point. You get so delirious when it's late and its so funny, luv u!!!

@ellieluvssturniolos GORG GORG GORG GORG GORG you and your style is all i wanna be. You're so pretty and you also have an AMAZING edit collection (send me more pls pls pls) i have so much more I wanna say but its not coming to mind rn, but ILY!!

@bambisturns LOVE your writing, LOVE you, you're so freaking sweet and awesome and i also love talking to u <3 i heard you've been getting hate anons and i just wanted to say ill gouge their throats open for u! <333

@nottodaysari we don't talk that much on tumblr at all but you're so funny and gorgeous and i think you had amazing curls but I cant remember now. anyways thanks for letting me rant about men that one time, you're so sweet <33

@bernardsbendystraws you're so nice and funny and your writing is the BOMB fr. you say the most unhinged and random shit and you're also so prettyyyy!

@chrismakesmewet SUPPORTIVE AHH moot ily! ur my fav "anon" emoji fr. you always like my posts even if im just spewing random shit, luv u!!!!

@kenah-sturniolo you're my favourite australian and i love your series so far. i feel a magnetic urge to become better friends with you

@tits4matt UR THE SWEETEST PIE!!! you're gorgina and so funny on insta, you're always active whenever I feel like just yapping in the gc <3

@sturns-mermaid MARIIIIIIIIIIIIII ILY!! You're really sweet and fun and you and sunshine are always on some random shit lmaoo. you've also god BOMBASTIC writing. (add me to ur taglist pleasee <3)

@stvrniolostan my FAV editor you're so talented aaaaa!! i lowkey just found your tumblr cause i only knew you from insta but YESSSS

@amestulips i want to get to know you betterrr but you're my favourite swifty fr. im so excited for mechanic matt thoughhh

@riggysworld ik we've never actually talked but TYSM for being my number one supporter for my series. it's actually insane that you manage to like it not 10 seconds after i post every part. i'm literally doing this series for the same 5 people that always comment so shout to yall, you know who u are <33

Honourable mentions to my FAVOURITE and talented writers on this platform: @y3sterdaysproblem @evie-sturns @oopsiedaisydeer @strnilolover @chriscantwhisper

WOOF WOOF THAT'S IT!!! thank you everyone and i love you guys smm. i never thought writing fanfics would end me up with so many friends but YAYYY!

...so sleep over when?

also kinda sidenote but TYY for 350 followers!!

dividersss: @enchanthings

btw i'm sure i missed some close moots and i'm SO SO sorry if i did, just lmk and i'll add you (after killing myself of sadness bc i forgot u!)

[rayroseu]

Rambles about Book 7 lol

AAAAAAAÀAAA 😭😭😭 THIS IS SO AUGHHH THE MEANING BEHIND THIS INFO !!!!!! knowing that the first thought of Lilia in encountering Silver was that he should kill him to avenge Meleanor and Levan and that his purpose of adopting him is that he wants to believe he can love a human as well AND LILIA TEACHING THIS HUMAN BABY HOW TO LIVE DESPITE THE MANY CHANCES HE GOT TO GET RID OF HIM AUGJAURIWUTJW AND MAY I SAY LILIA WENT FROM DISTANTLY BEING ATTACHED TO THIS BABY AND THEN TRANSITIONING UNTO WANTING FOR HIM TO LIVE AND WITNESS HIM GROW UP AAAAAAA😭😭✨✨✨

IF I CRYYYY MELEANOR HAUNTS THE NARRATIVE 😭💞💕💞✨

LMAO not the faes snitching this info to malleus ofmg 😭✨

lowkey this is me as well i think babies are kinda ugly too KDHJAEJ especially when they cry 💀🔥🔥

YOU CALL THIS ADORABLE HELPPPP 🤣🤣🤣okay but in all seriousness, we rarely get this easy sarcastic Malleus, he's always too formal around NRC and often his humor lands amiss to other charas which doesnt prompt him to present this trait, but its so sweet that he seemed to be "truly himself" in the cottage scenes where its just him Lilia and Silver🥺✨ his voice doesnt feel "authoritative" too like a dorm leader, its just malleus and his difficulty in getting along with the random baby lilia caught lol

I remember this line was translated as a flower nectar?? but they kinda saying the same and i like this paraphrase that Lilia thinks of Milk as nectar for baby humans, like how Malleus often relates tech to some magical ritual lol

crying at this line, knowing that Malleus says this because he has broken several many things bcs he couldnt control his strength and perhaps there were things that Lilia owns that he accidentally destroyed as well so he tries to mend this uncontrollable strength of his in order to not be an inconvenience😭✨

NURSEMAID???? YEAH NURSEMAID CALLED LILIA VANROUGE 😭😭💔💔💔 and AAAAA not once did Malleus search for this tune??? not even sing it to Maleficia and Lilia so as to inquire about it 😭✨💔💔 this is when you know this lullaby IS truly MELEANOR'S LULLABY because everyone of the characters only heard it from her !!!😭😭😭💔💔

I love this response from Malleus lol, also i feel like some situation will challenge Lilia's love for humans again, like can you still love humans if they commit the same crime again to Malleus as they did with Meleanor?? Twisting their personality and actions so as to validate their fear?? Can you still say that faes should make an effort to make peace with them when repeatedly it was the humans who wasnt willing to udnerstand faes to begin with ? 😭✨ its a realistic worry fitting for a king that'll rule for centuries, maybe bcs he has this instinct that humans are epehemeral and so are their promises.

Thinking about it a bit more, its true that what Levan does is futile effort because the issue between humans and faes, Briarland and Silver Owls is too much that it cant be resolved by just understanding each other.

Levan wants the war to stop but obviously that can't happen because the bigger factions of each natioj are resolute at their stance that Briarland is owned by faes or humans, no in between. He can't immediately fix the mentality of higher faes and Meleanor with their hatred of humans and vice versa with the human officials like Henric,

but what he can do to decrease the casualties of this conflict is to pave way for the COMMON folk to understand each other, if he can make way for the common fae and the common human to talk to each other, then it might decrease the misunderstanding between the common fae and common human (assuming that both parties arw willing to be understanding)

its really a long shot and a gamble to aspire for considering his country's situation, and its effects would take a while to impact and honestly it took so much important people and years just to have his dream of peace, i wish we could get an input about what he feels about this

considering his kindness he might be happy, but im kinda sad its really tragic the implication of how the faes had to earn their peace and atone for a conflict that they didnt even start with,

based on Lilia, it took 400 YEARS just for the humans to sign a peace treaty, maybe in the eyes of the faes, thats just a piece of paper, so they waited and grieved the lost of their Princess Meleanor and many of their fae soldiers and Prince Levan and ALMOST the entirety of their continent, just for these humans to sign an 400 year long overdued peace treaty?? so the faes that died couldve been saved if these humans could spare some compassion and ink to sign a treaty-- It kinda feels like they're insulting their grief (in the faes point of view atleast), whats the purpose of having this paper peace treaty when they have lost so much already?? I WISHHH the story could delve more into the grief of faes,

kinda lowkey mad they just swept Lilia's grief by the humans just cuz he encountered a few good ones, i wouldve love to see him being vengeful then learning how to convert that grief to love again just like Maleficent in the live action, bcs it would be very meaningful on this way, Lilia can truly say he has learned how to love because he experienced real deep hatred---but AAA its whatever this storyline is good as well, just kinda feels general lilia's belief converted to present!lilia a bit too fast to my liking lol

its really intriguing how before book 7 the faes dislike of humans seems so dramatic but now after book 7 it all makes too much sense 😭✨

(can you guys tell i play too much reverse 1999 bcs i ramble too much about morals and politics between different races now JHDJWHRJW)

[6ey6ish]

im honestly a casual snowstorm shipper, specifically adore their aesthetic and parallels, but that one fanart of jhogo and Daenerys is actually so cute that I just reread their moments together. like i always thought he was sweet but AAAAA that fanart just altered my brain chemistry I want more of them

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

Could you maybe write an established relationship sodo x fem reader smut with breeding kink and knotting with romantic fluffy after care??

Thank you🖤🖤

“darling amour”

❤︎ Synopsis — Sodo’s a mess of emotions— an unpredictable storm that never knew the touch of gentleness and tender care… until he met his current mate. With her, he can learn to be sweet… caring, and shower his lover with so much affection he never knew he had within him.

Pairing: sodo ghoul x ghoulette!reader (she/her)

Theme: smut ❣︎ , fluff ✿

A/N: I’m experimenting with a new writing style so I hope it doesn’t seem to weird aaaaa. I haven’t written with a fem reader in a while, and idk if I wrote the breeding kink well … so I hope this suffices

CW: NSFW CONTENT. Established relationship, Sodo has issues but it’s ok because reader is amazing, AFAB reader, Breeding kink, knotting, p in v, vaginal sex, praise kink, love marking and hickeys, probably more I can’t think of, but Sodo gives reader lots of love and aftercare <3

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Sodo was an interesting little thing.

A rather stoic and hotheaded little fellow, the firecracker of Ghost— you’d probably find Sodo’s name in the dictionary under the word “temperamental”.

Sodo never let anyone get too close to him, always keeping his walls closely built around him, and rarely opening up. He had made it clear since day one that he isn’t a man that speaks with his heart, but rather with instinct— always snapping his teeth and growling at anyone who tries to get too close. Many of the ghouls and ghoulettes have learned to not irritate this man, as the outcome that came from it was never a pretty sight.

Of course, he wasn’t a completely heartless monster, Sodo was just… troubled. He had his friends, like Rain, Phantom, Swiss, all of those guys, but even they have learned not to try and pry into the secrets of Sodo’s issues.

That is until she came to his life.

Y/N, She was a new little infernal into the pack, Papa had summoned her to serve as a new member of their strange, yet welcoming family in the ministry. Sodo didn’t know what it was about this ghoulette that got him so drawn to her. Maybe it was her sweet yet gracious hand gestures, or the way that her voice was just so angelic, like a mourning dove singing it’s alluring and enchanting song.

Call him delusional for swooning over this demon the moment he saw her— but maybe love at first sight wasn’t so silly to Sodo anymore.

And it seemed that Y/N took a liking to Sodo as well, as she clung to him the moment she was summoned. Newly summoned ghouls usually take a bit to adjust to the topside, the overwhelming sensations of the human realm having freshly summoned ghouls on high alert and hissing at anyone who dares to step a foot into their direction. Yet for some odd reason, Y/N stuck to Sodo, and he didn’t mind one bit.

This seemed to work in their favor, because one thing led to another, the fire ghoul and the new ghoulette started dating. It was… a new experience for Sodo, to say the least. He’s never opened up this quickly to a fellow infernal— let alone one he just met recently. However, the fire ghoul always found himself drawn to this beautiful beast.

Something lured him in like a moth to the flame— drawing him into her presence like an symphonic melody. And honestly, Sodo wasn’t complaining, because this woman was everything he wanted in a mate.

She was a stunning ghoulette. Beautiful like the flames of Hell themselves, a sexy beast that had any man or woman shaking in their knees just from her sheer presence alone. Y/N was everything he could ask for. His little darling amour. An absolutely kind and understanding mate, gentle to the touch but absolutely wild in the sheets.

And oh boy did Sodo love this woman in bed.

Maybe it was the way she let out those soft and elegant moans, or how her tail would intertwine with his every time she was close to finishing. The way he drilled his cock into her tight heat had her squeezing so tightly around him… and the feeling just drove Sodo over the edge every single time.

Y/N was a freak in bed, and the fire ghoul was here for it.

“Fuck, darling. You’re going to squeeze me dry.” The guitarist panted between sharp and haste moans, moving his hips in a rhythm that had him and his lover panting heavily from the sheer feeling of pleasure.

Y/N just let out her own soft and breathy moans, her claws gripping onto the silk-woven bedsheets beneath her, while her lover thrusted into her slowly and sensually.

“Ngh… good.” Y/N uttered out quietly, but her tone was laced with lust and affection. “That’s how I know I’m doing a good job at getting you off.”

Sodo looked down at Y/N. His forehead was glistening with sweat and his cheeks were flushed a lavender color. His entire body felt hot, and yet he couldn’t help but give his partner a half-smirk if both desire and love.

“You little minx, you just know how to get me all riled up. Fuck I love you so much.” The fire ghoul groaned out, his voice resonating through the bedroom. Sodo’s thrusts only increased in speed, the head of his cock hitting that sweet, sweet spot within Y/N’s walls that had her tail quivering and her legs twitching.

Sodo could feel the ring of muscle tightening around his erection, which only made the guitarist let out a series of moans that almost sounded pornographic. “You’re such a good girl… taking my cock so well… mmmh~ you’re going to make me lose it.”

This… affectionate and tender side that Sodo had to him, he never really knew it was in him. He was so used to being such a hateful and spiteful ghoul, a fierce and snappy infernal who was angry with the world, angry with himself. He didn’t think there was an ounce of love in his body.

But this moment with Y/N… clearly proved him wrong.

Sodo’s hip thrusts were slow and sensual… being sure to hit every inch of Y/N’s insides in a way that had her squirming under his hold, begging for more. He slowly picked up the pace, and his moans only increased in volume while his fingers gripped his lover’s wrists more tightly.

“So… nnngh~ good for me.. love you so much— so, so much…” Sodo uttered out, his speech becoming more incoherent. The fire ghoul could also tell that Y/N was enjoying this as much as he was— due to her rather high-pitched moans that almost sounded pornographic.

As the guitarist’s moans and groans increased in volume, he dipped his head down towards the ghoulette’s neck. Sodo’s fangs were bared as he gently sunk them into the soft flesh of his lover, leaving hickeys and bite marks between his heavy grunts and moans. These marks… were proof of how much he loved Y/N, how he cherished her like a goddess… and wouldn’t trade her for anything else.

And he was going to keep showing that love in all the ways he can, sexual or not.

“Ahh~ Sodo please…” Y/N moaned out breathlessly, her tail moving to curl around Sodo’s tail while Sodo pounded into her relentlessly. “Please.. please fill me up..”

Sodo might as well would’ve just came right then and there. Y/N’s voice sounded so hot when she said it like that, he definitely wanted to fill her up with his seed now— wanting nothing more than to see his own cum dripping out of her tight heat.

“Ohhh baby~ I’ll give you more than just that.” The guitarist grunted out, feeling his semi-hardened length pulsing inside of his lover’s hole— the walls tightening around his cock and just making him crave Y/N’s body even more.

“Fuck—! You’re such a good girl for me… ohhh you just look so goddamn gorgeous under me like this…”

Sodo’s lips moved to capture Y/N’s in a fiery and heated kiss, slipping his forked tongue into her mouth as they made out. His thrusts didn’t stop either, and he felt himself getting closer and closer to that brink of pleasure— that feeling that made him feel the closest to heaven.

“You’re so fucking sexy… I love you so much.. mmmh~ so so so much..”

Y/N moaned loudly into the kisses, feeling her lips go numb from how passionate Sodo was being. She felt like passing out from the pleasure, but each of Sodo’s hard, yet pleasurable thrusts only kept her eyes shot wide open in pure ecstasy.

“Nnngh! I’m gonna cum—! Sodo… Sodo please I’m gonna cum!” Y/N cried out, her mind completely fogged with nothing but more lust and carnal desire. She could feel some of that ghoulish instinct within her begging for more and more of Sodo’s cock.. and she was allowing for herself to experience it.

Sodo grunted rather loudly as he heard Y/N beg for a release, and he just couldn’t resist biting her neck slightly— leaving a dark and bruising hickey on a spot that would definitely be difficult to cover up.

“Oh yeah? You’re going to cum for me? Mmmmh fuck~ don’t hold back now… let me feel that pleasure you’re experiencing!” Sodo panted out lustfully, his pupils shaped like hearts as he stared down at his lover with so much love and desire.

Sodo’s thumb moved down to gently press down against Y/N’s clit, before moving it in a circular motion while he was thrusting inside of her— giving an extra sense of stimulation that had Y/N squirming and screaming Sodo’s name.

Y/N could feel that knot within her abdomen being slowly undone— before she finally let out one last cry of pleasure, releasing her essence all over Sodo’s cock while it was buried deep within her.

Sodo shortly followed after her, letting out a loud groan before thrusting into Y/N one last time with a hard push. The fire ghoul released his hot seed inside of the ghoulette, ropes of thick cum filling her up to the brim completely. His orgasm was so intense, there was a bit of that slick fluid dripping out of her hole.

Both infernals just laid there for a moment, giving themselves a few minutes to catch their breath. Sodo laid gently on top of Y/N’s chest, before slowly pulling out of his lover, feeling their mixed fluids leave behind a trail that snapped off.

Wordlessly, Sodo got off of the bed and went into the bathroom to grab some towels. One for Y/N and one for himself. He then crawled back onto the bed again, before gesturing to Y/N to come over to him.

“Come here, darling. Let me clean you up.”

Y/N just nodded and slowly got up to move over to Sodo. The fire ghoul then wrapped his arms gently around Y/N’s waist and pulled her into his chest— her bare back resting against his chest. Sodo then used the towel to clean up any remaining fluids down between Y/N’s legs, being extra careful and sensitive so he didn’t stimulate Y/N’s aching privates any further.

Sodo’s touch was so gentle and tender. While he was cleaning Y/N up, he’d occasionally leave a kiss or two on the ghoulette’s cheek— which in turn made her giggle from the ticklish feeling.

The sound of her giggles swelled Sodo’s chest with a familiar warmth that he was slowly getting used to.

“Mmmh.. I love how you’re being so gentle..” Y/N whispered quietly, turning her head around to be met with Sodo’s loving gaze. “It’s one of my favorite things about you.”

Gentle. Sodo would never describe himself as a gentle being. But, his lover saw past his cold exterior, and awoken something more sweet and caring within him. He liked being gentle.

“I do try,” Sodo answered back with a smile, before softly kissing Y/N’s lips. He then cleaned up the last few traces of that sticky fluid, before putting the towel down.

“There… all cleaned up. And you still look as gorgeous as ever.” Sodo praised with a chuckle following after, peppering Y/N’s face with sweet and short kisses— which made her laugh in a delighted manner from how Sodo was acting.

“Oh my Satan— you can be so cheesy sometimes.”

“Only for you I am~ and you know you love it too, Y/N.”

“I do. That’s why I’m your mate, you dummy,”

The fire ghoul only rolled his eyes playfully, and pulled Y/N into his arms again— gently laying down on the silk sheets with his mate in his arms, caressing her and pulling her close.

“Yeah… and I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else.” Sodo whispered softly, burying his head into the crook of Y/N’s neck.

He could breath in her scent, and it was a comforting one. She smelt of roses and fresh vanilla, with a hint of sex from what they both did just now … but it was a comforting sense that brought peace to Sodo’s mind.

Sodo just stayed cuddled up in Y/N’s embrace, while he too was holding her closely. Their bare bodies clung together like two perfectly fitted puzzle pieces. Sodo purred softly and nudged his horns gently against Y/N’s jaw, to which she just chuckled and gently stroked them, her tail moving to intertwine with Sodo’s.

“I love you, Sodo...” Y/N whispered into his ear softly. Her tone was comforting and soothing, it made Sodo feel at ease.

For the first time in a while, he felt peace. He felt calm with his mate… because she has slowly broke down his walls, and carefully opened up his heart… to feel loved again.

“… I love you too, Y/N,”

And he just smiled, feeling his eyes flutter shut as he drifted off into dreamland, dreaming about nothing but peace and love.

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[hime-bee]

Hello hello so I just wanted to say I love love love ur ocs all of them equally (my fav is lucas) BUT I JUST FOUND OUT AB THEM?!?!?!like I was emtyping my following list n found u n started wondering y I even follow n then proceeded to read every content u have on my bbg lucks but know I'm finished n it feels like I've lost my purpose🏌‍♀️ SO ALL THIS PARAGRAPH IS MOSTLY ME PRAISING U 4 BEING A GENIUS FISHDIBDUEE ILY 😍⁉️

Anyway would u pls pls pls pls plspls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls bestow me w the knowledge w how ur ocs will react to a partner who loves to do their hair 🏌‍♀️ and if u can also how will they react to a partner who loves their hair getting done by them?👨‍🦱

Yea that's all ab it n ILY pls don't evaporate n become one w the clouds n then become rain/snow (TAKE CARE OF USELF MUAH)

I love you too, anon, I want you to know that (don't worry, Lucas is my favorite too HAHA) Also, I'm glad you were able to realize why you were following me and didn't just unfollow, thank you,,, 🥺🥺 AND THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENTS AAAAA

YES, OFC!! CALL ME XIA'NEFASUS CUZ I'M GONNA BESTOW THAT KNOWLEDGE UPON YOU RN, MY FRIEND-

How they react to a partner doing THEIR hair:

Lucas: A little mischievous about it! Wonders if they think he's getting too old to do his own hair. Regardless, he'd let them do it and thank them afterwards by making sweets ^^

Njero: His hair is messy and unruly, not even hours of brushing can help it stay in one place. Honestly, he'd just wish them luck if they wanted to do his hair 😩

Leumin: ECSTATIC- he loves having his partner's hands in his hair, scratching and rubbing his scalp, playing with the colored strands. He'll more than likely ask his partner to do his hair for him when he's in a particularly needy mood (which is about 80% of the time for this loser)

Flores: My God, good luck. Flo's hair is Rapunzel levels of long, and just as thick. Luckily, his hair doesn't tangle easily, but it does take... Hours... To brush it all. It gets even heavier when he has to wash it. He usually does it alone, though his children do offer to help! If his partner wanted to help as well, he'd be more than delighted ^^

Mikka: His hair is also pretty long, and it does get easily tangled, so he'd need help getting it untangled! He's grateful for any help that keeps him from just cutting his hair out of frustration. Funnily enough, it's very silky.

Vivian: Another long-haired man in need of some assistance! His hair isn't nearly as long as Flo's, but it's long enough to cause problems if it isn't taken care of properly. Like Leu, he'll be ecstatic and purring if his partner wanted to do his hair for him! He'll have to lower himself down into a pool of his own tail so they can reach his head, though.

Lucas: He has absolutely no knowledge of haircare that doesn't apply to his own, so he'd have to study up a bit on his partner's hair type and other haircare tips so he can do a good job for them. Lucas doesn't half-ass anything, babey!

How they react to doing their PARTNER'S hair:

Njero: Like Luc, Njero isn't about half-assing anything. He's going to do his research before offering to help his partner with their hair. Funnily enough, he would really enjoy it. The meticulousness of it and being able to use his hands for something not related to magic (sure, he could just use magic and do their hair quickly, but he'd rather sit with his partner through the whole process)

Leumin: A haircare extraordinaire! You need conditioner, coloring, high quality shampoo? Leu's got you covered. His hair is very thick and messy, but he has a lot of brushes and combs to help out with that, which he wouldn't mind lending to his partner! I think he really would enjoy brushing or combing out his partner's hair 😌

Flores: Like Leu, he's a haircare extraordinaire, since he's so used to doing his own and taking care of it. He also has a lot of haircare products (in the human world, and the fairy world). He could also just use magic to do his partner's hair, and he would if that's what they prefer! He'd like to wash their hair and massage their scalp for them, though 💚

Mikka: He doesn't really keep that many haircare products, just the necessities to maintain his hair. But if his partner expressed the desire to have him do their hair, he'd go out and buy whatever they needed immediately. Even if their hair is long or a hassle to deal with, Mikka won't mind! He's got tentacles, he can multitask 😌

Vivian: He'd fall deeper in love with them, honestly. "You want... Me to do your hair..? Of course, dearest!!" Vivi sees it as some sort of bonding ritual, and an act of trust. If they trust him enough to be vulnerable around him, then he'll return the favor by doing his best to take care of their beautiful hair! If they wanted, he'd even give them little braids, like the ones he has ^^

WHEW, THAT'S ALL OF EM. Again, thank you so much for this ask, anon (and for the lovely compliments) 😭 I'm trying not to evaporate ✌ I'll keep trying, bless you

[traintrainingmontage]

aaaaas there has been permission to request more prompts for your splendid glorious little 150 celebration (and once again i shall give you my many congratulations- it's well deserved and the incredible quality of the prompts you've written so far is proof of how good of a writer you are!), i was curious about,, mayhaps,,, more duncan? (yeaah i'm not requesting jame this time a surprise mwahahaha!!) we got a little bit of insight into his factory life in the rebirthday fic- i think it would be pretty neato to see a little more into that, his factory life or how he felt leaving the factory life or,, honestly i just love how you write duncan pfff :) anyway!!! congrats once again!!

Awwww, thank you, Konno!! That's so sweet! <3 If you wish for more Duncan, then you shall have more Duncan!! Duncan's past is never really touched on, so I'm happy to provide my personal interpretation of his backstory!! (And thank you for being so patient, hehehe!)

This one's coming out quite late in my timezone, but I think it's another good one. <3

(CW: Death [non-graphic])

(I am still accepting prompts!! If you have a prompt you'd like to see me write, or want to see what I've written, details are here!)

Sometimes, 11 couldn't help but feel jealous of the human workers swarming around the factory. After all, when their workdays were over, they got to leave the drab steelworks, with its gray walls and even grayer windows, and go "home," which is apparently where people who loved them lived. They even got to see something called "the sun," which 11 certainly would have liked to see for himself if it was anything like the "giant ball of fire floating in the sky" that the workmen said it was.

As things were, however, 11 had never seen, nor was he likely to see, the sun. The steelworks in which he was imprisoned was a massive complex, and the day he'd arrived in this factory, it had been raining hard enough that not even a drop of sunlight could pierce the gray veil of the weeping clouds above. It well matched the gray livery he found himself wearing, nothing interesting or fancy; simply functional.

Thus, 11 had been given his number and his jumpsuit, and was sent to toil away, day in and day out, bringing large shipments of ore, finished steel, and everything in between wherever it needed to go. He'd be roused before dawn, long before the sun came up, assigned his work, then put away long after the sun had set. If he didn't know better (and he DID! He wasn't STUPID! Wasting time by asking questions got you in trouble, anyway; a lesson he'd learned the hard way), he would have called it a conspiracy.

Still, even if he couldn't see the sun, there was one bright spot in his life, and that was his driver (who also doubled as his stoker), Jill. Jill was a well-built woman with scars up and down her arms, a seemingly permanent scowl on her face, and deep brown eyes like bogs. Apparently, she had come to work in the steelworks during the Great War, and simply never left. It paid the bills, or so she claimed, and that seemed to be enough for her—or at least enough to put up with all of the bullshit she dealt with on a daily basis.

In fact, it had been Jill who'd walked 11 through life in the factory, giving him all of the guidance he needed. "You listen t' me, bud," she'd instructed on his first day of work. "I'm goin' t' tell ya like it is, n' anyone who tries ta give ye th' runaround? They're bad news, so stay away from 'em. They're not yer friend. Hell, nobody's got friends here; there's only people ye can stand, and truces wit' th' people ye can't." The driver had crossed her arms, her scowl deepening as she locked eyes with her engine, before coughing lightly into her sleeve. "Ye can't trust pretty words, so I'll say what I mean, n' yer gonna listen. Anyone who tries butterin' ye up or tryin'a get some'in outta ya's no good. Got it?"

"Y-yeah, I got it," 11 huffed, hoping he'd answered correctly, and this earned him a small nod from Jill, as well as a flash of a smile that the engine wasn't entirely sure he'd actually seen.

"Good, 'cause I'm not repeatin' myself. Now let's go."

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This initial lesson had ended up being one of the most fundamental, as 11 had come to find out.

He'd been parked in a corner of the steelworks, waiting for Jill to return from talking with someone, when all of a sudden, another engine pulled up. This was 14, as evidenced by the number on their cabsides, and they and their driver were looking at him rather expectantly.

"Wha... what d'ya want?" 11 asked, cursing himself for how clumsy that sounded; Jill had been crystal clear that if he wasn't tough and could assert himself, he'd be run right over by everyone else. The people and engines in this steelworks were quite adept at taking advantage of kindness, or at least, that's what she'd said, and she hadn't steered him wrong thus far.

"Oh please, 11, wontcha help me wit' my load?" his co-worker 14 asked, delicately batting their eyes at him. From their cab, Duncan could hear snickering, but his attention was quickly drawn back to the engine before him as they continued, voice trembling slightly. "Ah could really use th' help, n' yer so strong..."

"Err, well, mebbe..." 11 stammered, eyes looking every which way, somewhat caught off guard by their approach. He'd been warned not to let himself get pushed around, but their request for help seemed genuine, and he didn't have much more work for the day. It wasn't as though he'd intended to ignore Jill's warnings, but 14 really looked like they could use his assistance.

This train of thought, however, was quickly interrupted by a swift "Ohhhhh, no ye don't!" as Jill strode over, eyes blazing. Even her steps seemed to cause tremors as she tromped towards the two engines, and the barely suppressed laughter from 14's cab suddenly ceased as those fierce brown eyes turned to look their way. "Git outta here n' do yer own damn work, 14! Ye can't expect others t' pull yer weight fer ya! Now haul yer metal ass down t' the smelter's! GIT!"

"Tsk!" With a click of the tongue, 14's sweet, bright-eyed expression twisted into a disgruntled sneer, their driver steering them backwards in retreat. "You'll get what's comin' to ya, ye damn bitch!" 14 swore, their fury barely contained as it practically radiated off of them in waves. It almost gave 11 whiplash to see one of his colleagues go from being as angelic as they'd seemed to downright devilish in only a matter of moments.

Once the duo had left, Jill rounded on 11, who stared up at her with disbelieving eyes, as though he hadn't quite finished parsing what had just happened. "Ye DAFT engine!" his driver screamed, her eyes wide and teeth bared as she stared daggers at her engine. "YE DON'T LET OTHERS TAKE ADVANTAGE O' YE!" Suddenly, her yelling was interrupted by a loud, hacking cough that caused her entire body to shake, and the driver shook her head rapidly as if to clear her mind before looking back at 11 with a grim expression. "That hunk o' rust woulda done whatever they had ta do t' make ye do their work an' run ye down instead. Ye gotta think o' yerself, 11! Ye can't trust anybody!"

"Even you?"

The question was soft, yet tremulous with emotion. Wide, dark eyes met bogs of brown, and all of Jill's ire seemed to seep out of her, leaving her with only a bone-deep exhaustion. "Aye, well... Ah guess ye can trust me. Heaven knows Ah keep havin' t' look out fer ya like m'own bairn, or sommat." Yet, despite her resigned tone, Jill's lips had curved up into a smile more gentle than 11 had ever seen before; even her eyes seemed to smile along. "Now, let's get our work done, yeah? We may not have much t' go, but it's still gotta get done."

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Cough! Cough! The sound of hacking and wheezing coming from Duncan's cab hadn't ceased for some time, and the longer it went on, the more the engine couldn't help but worry. "Jill?" he asked quietly, trying not to let his emotions show for fear that the others might think something was strange. "Are ye... are ye alright?"

"Haaah... jus'... jus' lemme rest, 11. We have some time 'afore we need t' get our next load. Ah jus'... need a breather."

"Oh. Um... alright." With that, 11 settled in where he was, eyes drifting around the rest of the factory. Nobody seemed to be paying attention to them, thankfully, but he still didn't want to chance being ambushed.

"Hey, 11..." came a weak voice from his cab, and the engine had to strain to hear. "Didja know... that I was married once?"

"Married?" 11 echoed, uncertainty in his voice. "Ye had... a family?"

"Not a family," Jill corrected wearily. "Jus' a husband. We wanted a family, but th' war called, and... never brought 'im back."

"Oh..." 11 wasn't quite sure what to say; it was rather hard for him to grasp just what Jill was feeling, but the genuine sadness in her voice told him that whoever her husband was, he was someone she'd trusted. "Um... Ah'm sorry."

"Mmm." Jill murmured, but said no more. All around them, the sounds of the steelworks continued to echo; engines taking their loads, workers feeding ore into vast machines, inspectors looking over clipboards overstuffed with forms and reports. However, in this moment, 11 and Jill had a pocket of time and space all to themselves, invisible to the steelworks' uncaring eye.

Finally, Jill spoke once more. "My husband n' I... we always said that if we 'ad a li'l boy, we'd name 'im Duncan, fer me faither. An' if we had a girl, she'd be Eilidh, fer ma Nana. Ah ne'er had bairns o' m'own, but at some point, Ah started thinkin' o' ya as me own. Started thinkin' o' ye as Duncan."

11 could hardly breathe, dread and gratitude warring for dominance in his heart. Jill... Jill was giving him a name. Duncan. Duncan. The more he tasted the name on his tongue, the more he liked it.

"Duncan..." Jill murmured, her voice now weaker than he'd ever heard it, and the engine forced his attention away from the joy of his new name to refocus on his driver. "There's just three more things Ah gotta tell ye, so listen close."

"Jill, what--"

"Ah said listen, Duncan."

"..."

"...There's a good lad. Now, first, if there's somethin' ye want, then ye gotta fight fer it. Nothin's free in this world, n' ye only get whatcha want when ye push fer it n' fight tooth n' nail. Er... funnel n' buffer. Whatever."

"Two," her weary voice continued, not even giving Duncan the chance to interrupt. "Ye can't let others disrespect ya. Know where ye stand, n' what yer worth. Don't let others use ye t' save themselves."

Duncan didn't speak, but simply bit his lip, listening closely and willing himself to act like everything was fine. However, he must not have been doing a good job of it, because other engines and drivers were starting to notice, eying him like vultures who saw their next meal. Vaguely, he was aware of some kind of liquid splashing on the floor of his cab.

"Third," Jill gasped breathlessly, "cherish th' ones who're good t' ye. Ye may find that there're some good people er engines out there; ones ye can trust, like me. Ones who'll try t' do good by ye. If ye do find one, n' if they've yer best interests at heart, then hold 'em close n' listen to 'em good.

"That's... that's all."

More wet coughs sounded from his cab, and by this point, Duncan couldn't hold back his alarm. "DOCTOR!" he called, the panic in his voice and eyes clear to all assembled. "We--we need a doctor! Right now!!"

However, only silence greeted him. The assembled engines and their drivers stared over at him for a few moments before going back to their tasks, all wearing masks of indifference in a macabre masquerade. "H-Hello?!" Duncan shouted, anger and desperation filling him as he tried making eye contact with someone, anyone, but every single other person simply looked away, with the greatest reaction coming from 14, who shot him a smug smile before heading off to continue their work.

Duncan felt like he was a hair's breadth from exploding, practically hyperventilating as his eyes darted around, seeking help. Finally, the door opened to admit the Foreman, who was staring down disinterestedly at his papers, and Duncan took advantage of his arrival to call out in his direction. "Foreman! Sir! It's Jill; she needs a doctor! Hurry!"

Duncan's plea was passionate, but it may as well have fallen upon deaf ears as the Foreman rolled his eyes and strolled over, clearly not inclined to move with any sort of urgency. "What's all this, then?" he drawled as he finally approached, meeting Duncan's gaze with utter disinterest. "Why'd ye---oh."

This dispassionate response had come from seeing the slumped body of Jill laying awkwardly in Duncan's cab, dark stains dotting the floor. The scene would have, should have, inspired some kind of response in anyone with a human heart, but alas, the only one here was the Foreman, who'd likely given up his ages ago.

"Fine. I'll get her t' th' doctor. Let's go, 11." With that, the Foreman stepped into Duncan's cab, pushed aside Jill's body, and took to the controls, navigating Duncan out of the factory and into the afternoon air.

Once again, it was raining.

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25 years later, the steelworks' No. 11 had come to be known as the one to avoid. If left well enough alone, he would do his work without fuss, but if you talked to him, he would blast you with profanity until you fled. Furthermore, he didn't respect anybody, least of all his drivers. In fact, most of his drivers tended to quit after only 6 months on the job.

It was this attitude that led to the Foreman, accompanied by a well-dressed gentleman in a bowler hat, walking over to him one day. The stranger glanced at him this way and that, as though appraising him, and Duncan sneered in response. "And this is the one for sale?" the well-dressed man asked in an even keel, causing the Foreman to nod in response.

"That's right. E's a 'ard worker, but we don't 'ave room fer 'im anymore. Ah'll give ye a good price fer 'im, so..."

However, the Foreman trailed off as the stranger approached, looking Duncan in the eyes. "Do you have a name?" he asked, voice soft, and Duncan felt his scowl recede, albeit slightly.

"We don't give names t' our engines--" the Foreman began, only to be cut off by the engine's quick reply.

"'S Duncan. M' name's Duncan, n' I won't take no nicknames."

The straightforward reply seemed to shock the Foreman, but the guest seemed unperturbed.

"Duncan, is it?" the stranger hummed thoughtfully. "Tell me, would you like to leave here and come work on my railway? We could really use a powerful engine like you."

Immediately, the engine squinted in suspicion. "What's th' catch?"

At this, the guest blinked, clearly not expecting such a question. "Catch? There's no catch. Just that we have plenty of work that needs doing, and we need another engine. You'll be coming with me to Sodor, and working on the Skarloey Railway. It's a lovely line, really, with beautiful mountains and hills, and--"

"Is there sun?" Duncan interrupted, his unflinching gaze meeting that of the stranger's. "If Ah go wit' ye, can Ah see th' sun?"

There was another pause from the stranger, and then, a smile. It was the kind of smile that Duncan hadn't seen for 25 years, and even then, only on those strange, rare occasions. Yet, here it was now, on the face of this odd, kindly stranger. "Yes, every day."

Duncan's eyes fluttered shut as he considered the offer, and his mind couldn't help but think back to Jill and all that she'd taught him.

His driver would have wanted him to take this deal, of that he was sure. After all, this man's eyes were honest.

"...Alright," the (former) No. 11 agreed at last. "Ah'll go wit' ye. When d' we leave?"

"Tomorrow," beamed his new owner, as he turned to the Foreman to get everything prepared.

The very next day, Duncan was being steamed up and escorted out, his new owner actually being the one to drive him, and for the first time, as if congratulating him on his new beginning, Duncan set eyes on the sun at last.

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I think a Balcony Scene™ between Basil and Ladybug would be very sweet! Say they got rejected by their respective crushes (or perceived themselves rejected anyway) and had to talk to one another for comfort à la the show.

I can imagine Ladybug telling Basil about how Catmint is so great but also so cold to him and Basil being like "Yeah he's the worst, huh?" and Basil telling Ladybug about his massive crush on his bestie and Ladybug saying "I bet he's not that great." And them bonding over their (failed) attempts to rebound while self-deprecating/boosting each other up. —Kae.

Oooh well almost spot on! I mean, it is the obvious route for their relationship – I really like those dialogues aaaaa thanks Kae !!

Here, have a doodle of them

(@theokusgallery is the one who wrote almost all of Ladybug's tirade yippie)

Aaaa I just- (tiny little ramble below)

Basil is so down bad for Sunny and Sunny really cares about Basil because he is his first and only best friend but Basil has low self-esteem and thinks he's just too lame, unworthy of his friend and just cannot imagine himself going out of his way to confess to him. Sunny thinks that he's just some guy with anger issues who's just not suitable for friendships or really, any kind of relationships. He honestly sees himself as a bad guy, the kind to think of themselves "If they discover I'm such a horrible person they'll leave me" and. Poor fella. Man 🥹 One single argument or disagreement and bro will distance himself to a point of isolation and drown in negative emotions - and you know it's bad 🦋

Catmint is being a moody emo guy and Ladybug is tired of his shit but also kinda into that (who would blame him)

But yeah, deep inside, it does hurt Ladybug to be treated that way sometimes. Wait until he explodes 🤓☝️

Not revealing too much but even if being Catmint is synonymous of freedom for Basil, sometimes, he really hates being this cold sarcastic guy. Sometimes, he really, really hates being Catmint.

I ended up rambling fhdjdbhdudd I had to get a little bit out

Thanks for your ask Kae ! It's always a pleasure

[pocketmania]

Hai hai!(*ゝω･*)

Okay okay, so it was my first time playing splatoon 3 after my friends hypnotized me into the fandom and getting the game! I've been playing it all the time, I love it so so much! All the characters are so so cool! I love deep cut and the squid sisters both so much, they all have cook stuff about em!

Anywho I was wondering if you could do. Shiver x fem! Hyperfem, high energy reader that's very sweet and affectionate, alway around her when she can, a little bit ditzy at times but its slightly charimg to shiver?

♡ don't rush and remember to take care of yourself, drink water, spend time in the sun, etc!!ﾟ+.(*´pωq`)ﾟ+.

Aaaaa hello hello! Thank you for requesting!

I'm glad you've found a game you liked! Trust me, splatoon is one of the most goated franchises i know ✨️

also, of course I can do that! I'm gonna do another headcanons + scenario type thing, if that's alright ^^

now onto the thingy

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(🎨🔫💭👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩) - splatoon headcanons + scenario

(reader type) - hyperfem / AFAB

(‼️warnings) - none

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♨ You are NEVER seen without Shiver

♨ like, you love her to death

♨ you're always on her right side, interlocking your arms and rambling to her about whatever

♨ you're also always acting like you're hopped up of 50 lbs of sugar, so Shiver (despite being a gremlin herself) finds it a bit hard to keep up with you

♨ But that doesn't mean she doesn't try!!!

♨ Also, since you enjoy dressing really feminine, Shiver is your personal fashion DIVA

♨ is always ordering Jel La Fleur around, telling him what to make for you

♨ don't worry, she's definitely got the money for it

♨ But yeah she spoils you. If you want it you get it

♨ some super cute and pink boots? bought. a cute oversized hoodie? bought. some heart shades? bought.

♨ you're kinda ditzy sometimes, so Shiver has to slow down when she's talking to you

♨ But your cluelessness makes you all the more unintentionally charming so it's a win

♨ you guys go on all SORTS of dates

♨ like feeding the ducks or a shopping day

♨ Shiver admires how sweet you are

♨ she couldn't stop gushing to frye about how nice you were to everyone in the Money vs. Fame vs. Love splatfest halftime

♨ she wouldn't ever admit that to YOU, though

♨ it honestly made frye wonder why she wasn't on Team Love with you

♨ with how overly energetic you are, Shiver has considered putting you on one of those backpack leashes multiple times

♨ you're very fidgety and such

♨ and, remember when I said that "your cluelessness is also quite charming"?

♨ trust me when I say you definitely live up to that

♨ lemme set the scene..

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Tonight, you and Shiver were checking the mail, seeing which events you were invited to and which ones you actually wanted to go to (as famous celebrities do).

"Anything interesting on your end?" Shiver asked, leaning on your shoulder and looking over it. You held up an invitation to a convention that its creators would like you to attend. It was in super fancy, almost unintelligible writing, but you were able to get a gist of it all. "It says (F/N) ploose-oh-ney."

".. Eh? What did you say there?"

You shifted to face her properly, trying to make sense of the words signed on the bottom. "Ploose-oh-ney. That's what it looks like it says." Shiver asks to see the invite, and you hand it to her. She looks puzzled as she attempts to decrypt the fancy writing.

After a moment, she lets out an audible 'oh!' and hands the invitation back to you. "It says 'plus one'." You take the fancy letter back and put it close to your face. "Really?" It took you a while to see it.

"The fancy writing didn't help with that, to be honest." Shiver admitted. You looked up at her and set the invitation down in your lap. "Well, if we do ever go to that special event.."

You grinned from ear to ear and leaned on her. "I would love for you to be my ploose-oh-ney."

Shiver couldn't help but turn a bright inky red at the comment. Believe it or not, she gets flustered really easily. She hides behind her fan and begins to aggressively fan herself. "A-ah! Thank you, (N/N). Now, I, uh.. I think it'd be best if we kept searching just in case we find anything better!"

You shrugged and set the note aside, creating a 'good pile' and completely oblivious to what you had done to your poor lover.

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