#TYYY FOR THE ASK I LOVE THEM SO BAD

[neurotonic]

mayhaps 15 and 22 for roxanix ?

YIPPEES MORE ROXANIX my beloveds. fuck [quastions from here]

ROXANIX / KINETIC MOCKTAIL

15. sun, moon, stars, earth, or eclipse? Prism is the earth who wishes to be a star, I think. Aiming too far too soon, emotions clouding her judgement that she could be brilliant (already brilliant) with what she has. Also, out of all the characters in IEYTD I really do think she's the most grounded. Still a bit eccentric and silly mind you, but like. She's mostly reasonable. Which is hard to say for the rest of the cast.

Phoenix is the moon. Kind of a wild little guy out in space. Prism may be a little jealous from her perspective, being closer to the stars and all--but Phoenix orbits her day and night man. Depending on what theory you subscribe to, the earth did contribute to the creation to the moon, so there's something there I think.

22. their own little way (or ways) to say ‘i love you’. I already talked about Prism's little ways in this one, and it's kind of the same if she's with Phoenix methinks! Summarized version is she's verbally affectionate and supportive, and she loves spending quality time with them. Phoenix isn't exempt from receiving little custom-made trinkets from her with all the scrap recycling she does. Obviously Phoenix LOVES those little things.

Phoenix is a very affectionate person. They like to hold and hug Prism, and at some point it becomes something of a habit. It's also usually their touch that gets Prism out of her work mode. They use it a lot to convince Prism to take a break and attend to her needs, dammit!!!! Phoenix really likes this role though, they get to take care of one of their favorite people in the world :] They enjoy spending time with her too, either helping her or just listening to her ramble about her stuff. Phoenix loves supporting her through her down times, when Prism's doubting herself (though sometimes it gets a little chaotic without a voice of reason between the two of them...) Most of all though, Phoenix loves Prism's creations and treats them with utmost respect, Especially the bobots. Loves them because they know they're part of her. Supplementary reading: this other post because there's a bunch of overlap there too :3

[grandline-fics]

Hi I'm so in love w your blog I love your writings 💙 n e ways I was wondering if you would write a small multiple character fic w luffy and zoro when you hide an injury💙 tyyy

DESCRIPTION: You hide an injury

WARNINGS:  light injury description but nothing bad

CHARACTERS: Zoro, Luffy

WORDS: 1,268

A/N: I'm so glad you like my writing and thank you for the request. I hope this was to your liking!

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST

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ZORO

He’d told you not to push yourself. He warned you the dangerous of training beyond your limits so soon after a battle. Zoro told you to listen to your body and like a fool you wanted to prove to him you were strong, that you could do it. You should have listened because when you made the next rep in your training you felt the pull in your back and the pain jolted through you to the point your eyes blurred with tears, the air was slammed out of your lungs. The weight dropped out of your hand loudly and you stumbled back to the window seat closest to you, shuddering out slow, shallow breaths as you tried to calm yourself from the initial shock. By the time the hatch opened and Zoro’s head appeared you’d managed to control your expression. “What happened?”

“N-nothing.” You insisted, still breathless that you hoped you could just pass off as tiredness from the training. “Was getting tired and the weight slipped. Just catching my breath.” Zoro watched you carefully as he entered the Crow’s Nest fully and approached you, his keen stare never moving from your face. You met his gaze as much as you could and tried to seem as relaxed as possible even though the pain was still spasming in your back. Yes, you’d endured harsher injuries in countless battles and you would recover from this without any issue. All you needed to do was take it slow and easy and rest. The only problem was managing to keep it hidden from Zoro to avoid him getting smug about you not listening to him.

“Looks like you’ve caught your breath, you going to start up again?” Zoro asked casually, jerking his head back towards the weight on the ground. “Seems like you weren’t finished.”

“Uhh I would continue but that’s a heavier weight than I’m used to. Better to quit while I’m ahead right? Last thing we need is an injury.” You forced out with a tight smile, stiffly getting to your feet and heading towards the hatch. It wasn’t until you were nearly there that you realised you’d have to stoop down to lift it open and make the climb down and you felt like crying or cursing. Just as you prepared to do what would bring you more pain, Zoro’s arm wrapped around your waist gently to keep you upright. “Wh-what are you doing?”

“Stopping you from hurting yourself anymore than you already have.” You tensed at that and let your eyes slide closed in slight annoyance that he already knew. Zoro had a talent of seeming laid-back and unobservant when really he was taking everything in, you hated that about him but also admired him for it. For now though your pride was wounded along with your back and you couldn’t help but pout when Zoro crouched down to open the hatch before lifting you gently but securely into his hold with one arm before using the other to carry you down the mast. 

When you were safely in your shared room you let out a groan when you lay on the bed. A sigh of relief followed when Zoro’s hand went straight to where the pain was at its worst, applying just the right amount of pressure and care to help your back. It got so good that you could feel yourself beginning to fall asleep but Zoro’s voice saying your name got your attention. Softly you let out a hum to show you were listening. “I told you so.”

LUFFY

You loved Luffy, you truly did. You loved how energetic and fierce he was, how he always had a smile and a laugh for nearly any situation. You loved how serious he got in a fight and how no one, no matter how much bigger they were or how important they were he still faced them head on if they did something to bring his fury on them. What you didn’t like was that sometimes that energy and that fightable spirit remained even when he was asleep. For the most part you managed to get used to it, jumping awake some nights when he let out a yell that he’d kick his dream opponents ass. Other times you’d wake to him bolting upright in the bed, his fist reeled back to throw a punch only for his body to flop back down against the mattress, his sleep undisturbed. 

One night however was one were Luffy’s dream fighting struck hard and more intense than you’d experienced before. When he bolted upright in the bed and yelled out you were tossed onto your back blinking wildly in the dark as you adjusted to being violently woken and trying to make out Luffy’s form. You waited patiently for him to start to make his attack and flop back onto the bed again but this time it didn’t play out the way it usually did. 

Over and over Luffy punched the air, sleepily grunting out attacks and insults. You knew not to wake anyone if they sleep-walked but you weren’t fully sure on those that sleep-fought. You gasped and managed to avoid Luffy’s arm whipping back, hitting the pillow where your head had been mere seconds ago. Cautiously you sat up in the bed and scrambled to think of something, anything to soothe him. Then you did the only thing you could think of.

“Luffy! You won!” You cheered out, loud enough to reach Luffy’s ears but not too loud to wake the others on the ship. You sighed in relief to see the broad grin stretch out across his face and with a sleepy laugh he threw himself backwards. You settled against the pillows and prepared to fall asleep again when Luffy let out a cheer, arms and legs kicking out in celebration. With your eyes closed you didn’t see it coming and you were hit hard with enough force to be knocked awkwardly and painfully onto the floor. On impact you felt your wrist spike with pain and you bit back the urge to cry out. Thankfully you hitting the floor didn’t wake Luffy and you were able to slip back into bed.

When morning came you woke first and were able to change into your clothes for the day, picking a shirt that hid your bruised wrist and forearm from view. You knew nothing was broken and it would heal, it just looked worse than what it was. If anything you were lucky that this was your only injury for facing Luffy. You were prepared to keep a low profile for the day but unexpectedly Luffy appeared behind you so fast and cheer out an excited good morning to you. With a startled yell you spun and put your hand on your chest, the action slipping your sleeve down just enough to show the beginning of the bruise. Luffy’s eyes widened and he reached out to take you hand. “What happened?!”

“Uhh…” You glanced at your hand in his hold and sighed. You couldn’t lie to him. “You pushed me out of bed, hit it on the floor. I’m fi-” You were cut off with a yelp when Luffy lifted you immediately. “Luffy! I’m fine, it’s a bruise.”

“No! You’re taking it easy if you’re injured!”

“It’s just my hand, I can still walk.”

“No! I’m your legs and arms today.” Luffy insisted before grinning at you when you laughed and shook your head in resignation. How could you argue with the Captain when he looked at you like that?

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[azrielslittleslut]

HIHIHIHIHI I love your work, it's amazing! I was wondering if you could do a scenario where reader has trouble with her hair and doesn't want to deal with it, (which is like high maintenance? Mine is curly but it could be frizzy in the work!!) and just leaves it looking like a rats nest until Azriel helps her? (Preferably fluff!) Tyyy

Bad Hair Day

Azriel x Fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, slight suggestiveness, use of pet names (angel/princess)

Word Count: 1k

a/n: as you can see anon, I wrote this really quick, but it was so fun! I hope you like it! I have board-straight hair, so I hope I got it right!<3

The clock in the corner of the bedroom chimed, alerting you to the time. It was already half past six, which only left you thirty minutes to finish getting dressed before having dinner with the Inner Circle.

You leap up from the bed, discarding the book you had been reading onto the nightstand. You had been so caught up in the story that you hadn't been paying attention to the time.

Family dinners these days have become a rare occurrence, mainly because of everyone's busy schedules. You loved spending time with them, so there was no way you were going to miss it, even if you had to rush to get dressed now.

You rush over to the mirror, and your eyes widen in slight horror at the sight before you. Your hair was sticking out in all directions, and it looked like it would make a comfortable home for any bird flying around. The calm Velaris spring had changed into a blazing summer, and the humidity made dealing with your hair a living nightmare. It caused the soft curls framing your face to turn frizzy and unruly, and it made it pretty much impossible to style.

You huff and get to work. Pulling your hair back, you try to pull it into a low ponytail, but the frizzy curls will not cooperate. You spray some water on it, hoping to tame it enough to do something with it, all to no avail.

You anxiously look over at the clock, and your heart skips a beat when you realize you've wasted fifteen minutes on your hair.

"Looks like I'm gonna rock the rat's nest look tonight," you mumble to yourself. You're running out of time, and you still have to get dressed. You sprint to the closet, and you quickly throw on a silk cobalt blue dress that fits your body perfectly. You put on a pair of small black heels, and you bring the whole ensemble together with some jewelry.

With a last look in the mirror, you turn around to walk toward the door, but it opens before you can get to it. Azriel, your wonderful mate, walks in. He's dressed in a pair of fitted pants and a tight shirt built for his wings. His hazel eyes are bright, and your breath catches in your chest at how beautiful he looks.

"Are you dressed, love?" he asks, his voice full of adoration. "Everyone is already at the River House."

You offer him a nod. "Yep, all ready to go. I just need to put some perfume on right quick." You hurry over to the dresser in search of your favorite scent. Well, it was Azriel's favorite, and you always wore it because you knew it drove him wild.

After spraying a little bit of the mist on your neck and wrists you turn around, but you're stopped in your tracks at Azriel's wide-eyed stare. "Is perfume the only thing you need, angel?"

You look down at the ground, trying to think of anything you have forgotten. You're dressed. You have shoes and jewelry on. You smell good. Suddenly you realize what he's talking about. "Oh, yes! My book." You run over to the nightstand and grab it, clutching it to your chest. You never go anywhere without something to read, even family dinners. "Thank you, Az."

Azriel shakes his head in what looks like disbelief. "No. Your hair, love.." he trails off, searching for words. "Forgive me, but it looks a little.. wild."

You turn your face away from him, trying to hide the embarrassment flooding your cheeks. "I'm having a bad hair day. This is all I can do with it." You look up, glowering at him. "Plus, I thought you liked my wild hair."

He chuckles as he walks over to take your hand. He pulls the book out of your grasp and places it gently on the bed. "I love your wild hair. It reminds me of those long nights we've spent in bed together." You ignore the prickle of desire running through your body at his words. He continues, his voice a purr, "Which is why I do not want to go to family dinner with you looking like that."

"What do you want me to do then, Az? Shave it off?" you do nothing to hide the frustration in your voice. Between rushing to get dressed and the hair fiasco, you were already done with the night.

Azriel pulls you to the bathroom, his scarred hand holding a firm grip on yours. He leads you over to the sink and turns the water on. "Let me help you."

You stare at him with wide eyes as he walks over to the bathtub to grab your shampoo and conditioner off the side. "We're gonna be late. We don't have time."

He motions for you to lean your head under the water. "This would get done quicker if you would stop being stubborn and just let me help you, love."

"Fine," you say as you lean your head down. The water is the perfect temperature and you sigh in contentment. Azriel gently washes your hair, massaging the shampoo into your scalp. He follows with the conditioner, running it through the ends of your hair with his fingers. Once he's done, he towel dries it, being careful not to get any water on your face or dress.

Your hair now falls in soft ringlets around your face and down your back. It looks.. pretty. It's definitely better than anything you could have done. "Is this better?" you ask your mate as he throws the towel in the laundry bin.

"Hmm," he murmurs. "Let's see what else I can do." He pulls two strands of your hair back, twisting them until they meet at the back of your head. He reaches down to grab some pins from the counter, and he gently places them into your hair. "There. Now I have a perfect view of that beautiful face."

You turn around so that you're facing him. You stand on your tip toes to place a quick kiss on his lips. "Thank you. I really couldn't have done that without you."

"Anything for you, my princess," he responds. He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I'll never let my mate suffer from a bad hair day."

[lost-and-ephemeral]

Helloo><!!! I love your fics sm ueueue!!! I was wondering if it's okay with you to write about Zayne and Rafayel with a very childish Mc who loves a lot of cute stuffies!!! Mc is really bubbly and gets excited and happy over all the little things and just like Rafayel, they are a painter too:DD!!! except Mc doesn't get attention on their art which makes them sad... But overall, just a mostly bubbly and cuddly Mc on both if its okie><!! Tyyy!!!

HCs: Childish Beloved (Zayne, Rafayel)

Pairing: Zayne x reader, Rafayel x reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship

A/N: Thanks for your request, sweetheart! I'm also sorry it takes me a lot of time to write requests. So much work, so little time irl.

-`♡´- MASTERLIST -`♡´- 

Zayne

You're the exact opposite of Zayne, but that's not a bad thing.

Opposites attract. It works the same way with him.

Zayne is pretty reserved and quiet, so he needs a bright person like you for the perfect balance.

Your babbly and childlike demeanor makes his heart melt with love.

Even on the coldest and gloomiest day, you are able to shine like the sun itself.

It's hard for him to show affection, so your cuddly personality completely overrides that little flaw.

Every time you hug him unexpectedly, Zayne's whole body tenses up at first and then slowly relaxes in your arms.

Just don't melt that Mr. Snowman completely.

Don't mind your babbling, unless he has some very urgent work to do. Don't be upset, it's just that sometimes Zayne has lots of important work to do and he can't make a mistake.

After hard day at work he will 100% fall asleep to the sound of your voice.

Always praising your art, even the smallest sketches.

If you do a little goofy sketch of him, he'll carry it in his wallet. Always. He just won't admit it openly.

But one day you'll find out anyway. Zayne will just chuckle at your happy reaction.

When you get excited about the little things, he just shakes his head and smiles.

He can't believe that such a sweet little being could love someone as cold as him.

He doesn't mind that you in love with every cute little thing you see. Because, well, you're cute too.

Sometimes he will unintentionally look for something you might really like.

He's literally spoiling you with plushies and sweets.

You have a special warm place in his heart.

Rafayel

Rafayel isn't bothered in the slightest by your personality or your behavior.

He is an expressive and bright person in his own way.

Just loves listening to your babbling while he's painting. You can talk about anything that comes into your head, Rafayel won't say anything against it.

You're really cuddly person? Great, he doesn't mind and actually loves this too. He's pretty affectionate himself.

But he still blushes every time you get him into your arms. Cutie.

Perhaps sometimes it is your warm embrace that was missing for him to so wanted inspiration for his latest painting.

And speaking of paintings, he's just in awe of the fact that you're an artist too.

He'll be sure to ask you to paint something together with him.

Don't be surprised if at one of his next exhibitions you'll see this painting, even with an indication of your co-authorship.

Rafayel thinks that you and your art deserve all the love and attention. And he can provide it.

He will tell everyone that his beloved is really talented.

With you he is even more playful than usual.

You're his little sunshine. He's happy when you're happy. So when you're excited over something small, he can't help but chuckle and smile.

Loves seeing you all joyful and excited, because your joy is contagious.

If you see a cute thing you like, you'll have it right away.

Even in all available colors and variations if you want so. Rafayel can afford it.

Won't stop until he gets all the toys you like out of the claw machine.

Just never ever leave him. Rafayel won't survive without you and your adorable personality.

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Could you do 2005 bill x fem!reader who's in the band (as a guitarist, singer idrc) and they've kind of been together since like 2003, like they never really have said they are boyfriend-girlfriend but they act like it. Like reader sits on his lap when they're on their tour bus and helps him paint his nails and Bill's just looking at her all cute 🤭 (I'm down bad for my lil emo) or during Tokio Hotel TV episodes (I'm pretty sure those started later in 2008+ but let's pretend they had it in 2005) and Bill helps reader dye strands of her hair bc the color is fading. Pretty much just gushy fluff for sort of gf!reader and Bill 🤭🤞 tyyy

(hello! Thank you for requesting, I loved writing this because it's always fun. And I added a different setting in substitute for the hair dye one because I already wrote bill in that scenario. But anyways, enjoy!)

It's Complicated

There were moments that people caught you two where it was completely different to how you two normally were.

In an interview, the woman, who was previously talking to Georg, turned her sights to you both on the other side of the couch.

Bill had his hand in your lap, the interviewer and the camera noticing you both when you laughed when he whispered something in your ear.

"How about you two?" The woman asked, grabbing both your attention as you guys looked at her.

"About us?" Bill asked with a funny look, glancing back at you with a smile.

"You won't get anything from them." Tom shook his head, a teasing smirk on his face, you kicked his leg ever so gently as you could reach.

"People think you both are a couple, obviously." The woman smiled after she laughed at your shenanigans. 

"They do?" Bill added sarcastically, looking at you with semi-wide eyes.

"I couldn't tell." You smiled, leaning your face closer to his as you both messed with each other.

"That." The woman cut in with her own fake, award winning smile.

"You two never put a label on it, but people wonder how you can do that and not be together. So, are you?" 

The woman egged on, Tom shaking his brother's shoulders to answer when Tom himself already knew the answer.

"The people want to know, Bill." Gustav made a high-pitched voice, mimicking fans online, joining in on the teasing to his friend.

"They can just think what they think." You shrugged, genuinely not caring about what people thought of your relationship.

"Maybe they can figure out an answer." Bill smiled, his arm around your waist now as you leaned your head onto his shoulder.

You patted his cheek to annoy him before pulling away, the now annoyed interviewer moving on back to Tom with a sigh.

Even if you guys always did things to be a couple, the more you thought about it, you couldn't come up with an answer.

It would always be complicated.

It really was with you and Bill, for you and others.

You had been in the band and their friend since as long as you could remember, never quite having met, just popped into each other's lives one day.

As time went on, you and Bill just got closer and closer.

You guys had been acting as a couple since 2003, which was heavily noticed by his and your fans alike.

Lots hated it, lots loved it, but that didn't stop you guys from doing whatever the hell you wanted with each other.

It's why you ended up on Bills lap on the tour bus, his head was on your shoulder as you talked away in hushed whispers.

"Hold still." You said to Bill, his hand shaking from the moving bus but you could care less on why it was. 

You just needed it to stop moving. 

Bill laughed, his breath touching your neck as he held his arms around your waist.

"Shut." You almost swatted him, can't help but to join in on laughing.

You finally grabbed his hand, putting it down on your thigh flat so you could finish painting his nails.

Painting his nails on the bus wasn't ideal, but it's how you guys got most things done on the road.

Bill smiled, putting a small kiss on your jaw as you didn't even flinch, used to his lips anywhere on your body, continuing to focus on his nails.

Bill smiled at you, moving his head ever so slightly to just look at you concentrating as he reveled in the little moments and little things you would do for him.

It wasn't until much later that a photo was released, taken by Gustav and Tom as they pointed the camera at you two on the bus.

It captured Bill's smile perfectly, you couldn't even notice it at the time.

Bill's smile and eyes held longing in them, adoring love. Something you couldn't even grasp in that moment.

That the love he held was for you.

[thegoldencontracts]

I genuinely never have a clue what to ask for anything because my brain blanks out when i get into the ask box

Uhm, i really liked the tsundere twist idea you were talking about in that one post. It's very fun and silly. I'm also intrigued by how Kalim would be written in this, how the most vocally hype one would get relatively quiet and not as open with his crush. Azul feels like he fits in really seemingly tbh though i think that goes with majority of em lol (NRC isn't really good at being genuine haha)

It just seems so fun and cute but also strangely fitting 😆

Tyyy for the request! Yeah, Kalim's approach in a tsundere! Au is definitely the most interesting to explore!

Love?

Summary: Kalim doesn't really know why you make him feel this way. It's probably nothing... Right?

Notes: Tsundere!Kalim is fun precisely because of the careful balance with his character imo

Kalim had to admit, the way he talked to you was- different, to say the least, from the way he talked to others. It wasn't a big deal though, really! He was just- a bit awkward with you, because you had no magic, and it felt weird.

Kalim really wasn't the best person to like someone. He'd be a terrible boyfriend anyways, after all, there was a reason everyone back home secretly hated him, even most of his siblings, even Jamil-

Hahaha. Wow, Kalim was really great at making humor out of hyperboles! Weren't those two big words? Jamil would be so shocked to see him use them!

Too bad Jamil wasn't here right now. Just you. You, looking at him in shock as he handed you that trinket you'd been eyeing for a while now.

"Kalim," you said, eyes widened in shock. "This is-"

Stupid. That was what you were about to say, right? Kalim was wasting his time, giving a stupid gift no one cared about. He was probably being so overbearing right now.

"Ah, sorry!" He said. "I just give these gifts to most people, you know? Sorry if you minded, I didn't mean to make it seem like I liked you or anything weird like that!"

You tilted your head in confusion.

"You sure?" You asked. He hastily nodded.

"Yep!" He said. Your brows furrowed.

"I- thought this was part of that one courting ritual-"

"O-Oh, jeez, silly me!" He said. "I forget about that stuff all the time, you know? I have no clue how Jamil deals with having to remind me!"

He really didn't.

"Alright then," you said, looking two seconds away from bursting into giggles. Did Kalim say something stupid he hadn't realized he said? Oops.

"U-Uh, bye then!" He said. "I'll see you later, friend- acquaintance l- Prefect!"

Jeez, he really was bad at this whole 'love' thing, wasn't he?

[stormyelliotwritez]

Okk thenn could I req a shameless fic, where it’s Mickey x Male reader where reader tells him something while their cuddling like ‘u should stop smoking cigarettes, it’s rlly bad for you, and I’d hate 4 sum to happen..’ and he says it all slick as he just like played with mickeys hair or sum

So ofc mickey being so smitten, after a while, (and him saying he’s fine, and he’s stronger then these cigarettes) he gave up cigarettes with the help of Ian offering to also go sober, maybe some Mickey x Ian x reader :))) please and tyyy 😝

Ilysm mwah 😽

- cat 🐈‍⬛

YEAHHHHHHHH

sorry it took so long. i haven't watched shameless for a while so it took a bit to get the vibes right.

tw: use of the word f*g at the end but it is censored

It was a quiet evening and so y/n was staying overnight at Mickey’s place. It had been a stressful day and so Mickey pulled out a cigarette as he laid against y/n’s chest. The tension was thick as y/n stared at the cigarette and he combed his fingers through his boyfriends hair.

Mickey lit it and took a puff. They laid like that for a while, just Mickey breathing out the smoke. The smell was almost comforting in a way but still disgusting enough that y/n wanted to gag. He breathed through his mouth and tried to ignore it as he kept carding his fingers through Mickey’s hair. Eventually enough was enough and y/n smiled sweetly.

“You should stop smoking cigarettes. It’s really bad for you and I’d hate for something bad to happen to you when it didn’t need to, sugar,” y/n said with puppy dog eyes as he kept combing his fingers through Mickey’s hair.

“Baby, I’m fine and don’t worry, I’m stronger than whatever they could do,” Mickey said with a chuckle before taking another puff.

Y/N huffed.

Mickey sighed and chuckled. “I’ll think about it, okay?”

“Good,” y/n said before resuming playing with Mickey’s hair. The two of them laid like that for ages and a while later, there was a knock on the window. Mickey turned his head and rolled his eyes. It was Ian.

Mickey sat up and opened the window. “What do you want now?” he asked with a smirk.

Ian crawled through and fell onto the bed. He laughed and laid down. “Fiona’s pissed so thought I’d come see my favourite degenerates.”

Y/N scoffed and kept combing his fingers through Mickey’s hair. “I am not a degenerate, I’m mischievous. There’s a difference.”

“Is there though?” Mickey asked as he glanced up at y/n with the widest smile.

Ian watched them and laughed. “Yeah, is there?”

Y/N rolled his eyes and pushed Mickey off him. “You two are impossible.”

The three of them bantered and acted stupid on the bed until they fell asleep.

The next morning, the three of them woke up and laid in a pile on the bed until Mickey sat up and grabbed a cigarette. Ian rolled his eyes at him and y/n huffed and pretended to still be asleep. After a few minutes, y/n turned and stuffed his face into a pillow so he wouldn’t have to smell it. Mickey could feel their disapproval at him smoking in bed, so he opened the window slightly.

“It ain’t my fault I need it,” he said slightly annoyed.

“Yeah, it is and it’s gonna hurt ya,” y/n mumbled into the pillow.

“I’m fine,” Mickey insisted before coughing.

“Well, I’ve been thinking about quitting,” Ian said with a smile as he leaned on his elbows.

Y/N made a happy sound into the pillows.

Mickey leaned over and breathed smoke against Ian’s ear, causing him to cough too. “Suck-up,” he whispered so y/n didn’t hear.

The three of them sat and laid in silence for a while longer. Mickey absentmindedly ran his fingers up and down y/n’s side and Ian stared at the ceiling. Y/N eventually rolled over and glanced at Mickey who was blowing smoke out the window and Ian who was contemplating all the shit he’d been dealing with.

“Love you guys,” he whispered as he watched them.

They both murmured love you back, though it was romantic on Mickey’s part and something else that hadn’t been determined on Ian’s part.

A few days later, the three of them were hanging out at some car park. Y/N was sitting on the ground, staring at some ants, and Ian and Mickey were leaning against the fence, staring at y/n. They were both head over heels for him but so far only Mickey had managed to ask him out and keep him. Mickey sneakily pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. He took a puff and sighed, breathing it out.

After a moment, y/n glanced up and narrowed his eyes. He crossed his arms and huffed. “You’re gonna get sick from that and I’m gonna be pissed.”

“I’m fine. It’s just a bad habit,” Mickey huffed defensively.

"Please stop... for me," y/n said with the damn puppy dog eyes.

Ian kicked the ground, obviously hesitating about saying something. Mickey noticed while trying to ignore y/n and rolled his eyes.

“Spit it out, Gallagher,” he said before taking another puff.

Ian kicked the ground one final time before looking up. “I’m gonna quit,” he said with a smile as he glanced over at y/n.

Y/N smiled widely and jumped up. He hugged Ian tightly and laughed before glaring at Mickey.

“At least Ian has the right idea,” he said, directing a disapproving look at Mickey.

Mickey sighed and dropped the cigarette on the ground. He smirked as he grabbed a hold of y/n and ruffled his hair.

“Damn, I wish I could stay mad at you, baby,” he said with a chuckle.

“No, you don’t,” y/n said before teasingly kissing Ian on the cheek.

Ian blushed and Mickey scoffed.

“So he gets a kiss and I don’t? He ain’t even your boyfriend,” he said annoyed.

“He said he’s quitting and who knows, maybe I want him to be my boyfriend too,” y/n said with a perfectly aimed eyebrow wiggle at Ian.

“Fine, I’ll quit,” Mickey crunched the cigarette under his boot, “I only got time for two f*gs anyways.”

“Fucking finally,” y/n said with a sigh of relief before pulling Mickey in for a kiss and then pulling Ian in for one too.

[smrtnik07]

My entry for @cityfrightspm - Elena :]

if u wanna hear me yap about her design and slavic vampires.... u know where to go…

first off! about vampires... they're from south slavic mythology! specifically the serbia-romania area (as one would guess..) a root word for their name is Upir - mix of un- (to not/to not be) and pir (fire!), meaning they can't burn! this is why i changed her bloodfiend fleshy parts to look more like hot coal/burning wood :)

the context for the not burning thing is a bit of a longer story, ill yap about that later...

the outfit is based on mostly north serbian traditional clothing, with some patterns taken from romania! i gave her mostly male clothing (because i think elena would be mad at me if i put her in a skirt) with some elements from female clothes for funsies :]

before garlic became THE plant to ward off vampires, originally we used hawthorns, believed to be a magical plant here (one of... many). so that's what i used in this design; both as the actual plant itself, and in the patterns decorating her clothes :) i love how elena in game has this aura of confidence, i tried to play into that - wearing the thing that can kill her, right on her ankle and head; a bit cocky if you ask me

slavs believed the soul and the body are inseparable during life, but when one dies, their soul can take up to 40 days to move onto the second realm. if the body is destroyed thoroughly, or if the one who died was a good person in life, their soul won't have much trouble moving on. to help the dead move on easier, slavs cremated their bodies.

okk about actual vampires now...

if that isn't done, there's a risk one will become vampiric during the 40 day timeframe. bad people had a higher chance of 'turning' into a restless undead-basically undead witches, werewolves and vampires. those three are the same thing, so much so that in russian the words for werewolf and vampire switched meaning. they're all malicious entities with a similar function.

the whole 'not burning' thing is because.. you already had your chance. you cant go back and cremate them now that things have gone wrong. the best ways to kill a vampire are using hawthorn, or damaging their skin in general.. thats what the thorns from hawthorn were used for!

(this gets a bit gross) once their skin is damaged, you find out vampires dont actually have... meat. or bones. they're filled with a red jelly-like substance, which simply.... pours out of them if you cut them.... ew! one of the websites i referenced for this called them similar to pihtije (look that up if u dare. idk i think pihtija is yucky)

AND to finish off.... in today's pop culture vampires are generally associated with cannibalism and... sex? i find it interesting how things change overtime when spreading to different cultures! but i wanted to share the only correlation between vampires and sex i found researching the original myths!

Once someone turns vampiric, they can go back to their spouses and still are able to make children. If the child is born the same sex as the vampiric parent, they'll be born with similar... powers as a vampire. If the child is of the opposite sex, they'll be born human.

thats all for now tyyy for reading muah muah

[sadesluvr]

Hiii!! When you feel like it could you write some michael afton relationship hc's? Would be nice to have him back a little🤗 Have a great day or night whenever you're reading this and take your time🫶

A/N: TYYY Nonnie for this sweet ask, I really do miss him :') This ask made me so nostalgic for TNP....Love you and thanks for the kind message!!🥰

Some of these are fem! Reader coded, but mostly gender neutral. One mention of drug (weed) use. Based in the 80’s, like game lore:

When you first start dating, he hides you from his family, only ever telling Henry about you. He hates his dad, and although he isn’t ashamed of you he doesn’t want to show you off to Elizabeth and Evan just in case they get too attached (mommy issues…)

Tells Henry everything - the good, the bad (his worries, not yours), the in between…He’s basically Mike’s advisor at this point and poor Henry is clueless

Michael is definitely hot headed and arrogant at times, so he’s going to flaunt you around school (insecurities be damned).

LOVES walking/biking with you EVERYWHERE, and often gets lost whilst spending time with you. He once forgot to open the front door (he wasn’t even HOME) from Liz and Evan when they came off the schoolbus….Not a great day in the Afton household after that

Doodling on your skin with his pens, pretending to tatt you up

Doodling on EVERYTHING you own, and zoning out in class whilst he draws you on his assignments

Doesn’t have a lot of money, but is very scrappy and can still show you a good time on dates. He might be banned from certain outlets, but it's worth it

Makes the most of carnivals/fairs!! They’re cheap and once he’s taken his siblings (if Henry hasn’t already), will treat you. He’ll pay for all the rides, wins you toys and buys you food :3

Sneaking out to meet him, or him coming through your window because your parents “don’t agree” with his lifestyle. Those are the times he wants to spend the night, just laying with you on your bed until you fall asleep. He can’t stay because his siblings need him :’( 

Isn’t the greatest at physical affection, but lets his guard down when he’s high. It’s then when he’s at his most vulnerable (he sometimes cries) and is open for a cuddle

Can be a bit of a perv, especially when sneaking through your window or being alone in a car, but it’s all funny. He’ll never force you to do anything, but he’ll make a lot of dirty jokes and innuendos

Sharing his Walkman with you is his ultimate act of love. Don’t take it lightly

IMPROMPTU KARAOKE SESSIONS

SO protective of you, it’s insane. He’s gotten into verbal and physical fights with anyone disrespects you, and detentions won’t stop him

Patching up his wounds, either from the fights he’s gotten into or just general reckless shit. He pretends that he’s a tough guy but he really isn’t

He lets you experiment with his hair - just as long as you don’t shave it all off. He may never forgive you....

Exploiting the pizzeria’s benefits, whenever and wherever he can. He’ll spend hours trying to impress you in the arcade (free tokens), and gives you unlimited pizza as long as his dad doesn’t clock on

Feeling like a tiny family if and when he decides to introduce you to Elizabeth and Evan. Whether you last as a couple or not, you make them all happy and he doesn’t want to lose that

[beebopurr]

it's genuinely crazy to me that people are not only:

so rude to you over a damn cartoon ship

so condescending & passive aggressive 2 you and taking your responses in bad faith even when you've done nothing but re-state your views & opinions & be incredibly polite about it all

doing this all to you when you're not even an adult (and some of THEM probably are)

like i am around your age and i just think this is insanely entitled behaviour from insanely entitled & self-important people. i love your art and your leopril. keep on keepin on boss u dont deserve this shit (you don't have to post this ask. i just wanted to tell you that you do not owe anyone jack shit and deserved none of the shitstorm u've been getting for like ... month(s)? now? and love your art (their grins are sooo delicious. i love that their teeth are always so Enormous in your art like yeah) have a good day)

OH YEAH... 😭

Honestly sometimes I forget that I am not a legal adult. I'm over here like "kids need to be protected and guided" as if I'm not in the same age group.

I don't think ppl are rude to me knowing I'm 17... but if they do would that imply that they're holding back. Like I turn 18 in February and just get jumped LMFAO

(Also yes months. It started in October. And tyyy I'm really glad you like my art <3)

[reductionisms]

okay hi. how are you! you mightve noticed me liking and reblogging millions of your gintama posts. to which i say... teehee gomen? ;^__^ just wanted yo say i love the way your analysis and also the gintama math posts?!!!??!!! not saying im getting everything because im not (<- studied math for 3 years but not in english so i dont understand some of it) but yeah its was a nice approach. and im saving them to read later again when its not 2am

now for the ASK: have you thought about making a pinned post of all your analysis/the gintama math series? i would love to have them in one place

and the second ask: i noticed you and another blog (joleetwo i think?)(im planning on stalking all their gintama posts too. when it's not 2am) talking about gintoki = shouyo. would you explain it a bit? or if you already have, can you send the link?

THANK YOU!!!

hi!

tyyy, you flatter me too much... tbf even though i study math im pretty bad at it so i dont get everything either& half of what i write is abuse of notation lol

as for mathematics posting, unfortunately ive been sick on and off for the last 3 months and also very busy, so i didnt get to continue the tama series (im hoping to add it eventually, but right now its just the first installment). my other misc gintamaposting, including math posting (everything is math posting to me even if it isnt), is under “goose tag” in my archive if youd like to check it out. there’s also this compendium* i made of things i think are gintama math posting from other gintama mathematicians i love and admire. (*from early 24 so not updated since then- so not comprehensive)

as for shouyou=gintoki, i havent written on this specifically since it’s just something i carry with me always… in the first, in 519-20 when takasugi sees shouyou in his eye, in the next panel he sees gintoki in that exact position. to me, the first time i watched that, it just sort of clicked.

philosophically, gintama has this theme of what makes someone human. i feel like humanity here must be given to you by someone else (you have to be Named by them)— and it sort of aligns with the passing of promises (4devas, coan flashback)— that is, the passing of someone’s will. jirocho promises otose’s husband to protect kabukicho, which is otose’s husband’s will, and then gintoki promises jirocho to do the same, etc. similarly, gintoki upholds shouyou’s promise to protect their friends— which i am inclined to think is at least partially constitutive of shouyou’s person. that is, shouyou strove against utsuro to love and protect humans, which is what differentiated him from utsuro and eventually made him human (through gintoki, who makes him human). so gintoki receives shouyou’s promise, which is shouyou’s self (“a samurai is one who disciplines their weaker self”—follows this promise—self tied to promise), and on the cliff he acts it out. ie, by participating in shouyou’s will gintoki becomes shouyou. as do many people in gintama. and none at all. anyways unfortunately im sick and low energy so this is a bad explanation but hopefully that makes sense? Im sure joelle has written on this as well, as a heads up id just check with him to make sure he’s okay with spam notifs before going through his blog.

ty for the mathematics love since i love mathematics posting, & have a wonderful day!

[sour-sailin]

Hey, just dropped in to say that I luv your art and I love how you portray Fruk. They’re so cute 🥰🥰 Inlove with the power imbalance (I guess) you give them

SORRY ANON I SAW THIS LIKE WEEKS AGO WHEN YOU SENT THIS IN sometimes i read an ask and then react in my head and then my head shutsdown and i forget i didnt react irl. Im stupid sorry >_>

BUT TYYY TYSM it means so much to me that people like ny weird demented fruk... ❤ I feel like i dont even acurately convey all my thoughts about them because when i do write about them its bad and lacks depth (im a bad writer) and when i draw them theres just so much left unsaid about their dynamic that its like. Aughhh i never feel like im giving enough context? Anyways.

And yesss the fruk power struggle/eternal war is so so central to their relationship to me ❤ something about their whole forever enemies thing is very very important to me. They would not be the people that they are, able to put up appearances so well if they did not have eachother to fucking despise and spill all of their venomous thoughts and emptions onto. In my head they are constantly struggling with the facets of their relationship that are genuine and born of legitimate care for eachother and the facets of their relationship that are awful and detestable. Their bickering and their "i must make the other suffer no matter the cost" attitude have become so normal to them that they dont really know how to be kind to eachother anymore. Do they even want that. Idk. Itd be too much of a sequence breaker to settle and just let eachother be equal so it just doesnt happen ever. My perfect fruk is a fruk that isnt even a real relationship at all ever.

They suck >_< sorry i rambled i got possesed at mention of fruk. This probably doesnt. Make that much sense LOL

[femmefatalevibe]

good morning/afternoon/night femme! tysm for answering my other ask and giving great advice. any advice how to confront my vry vry close friend on her negative behaviours. i feel like she now views me as a threat since i became confident so she tries embarassing/humbling me. i was going to quietly distance myself but i decided that i want to explain my side, hear hers and then decide if to pull away (not completly since we're in a close circle) tyyy

Hi love! Glad to hear my response was helpful <3

I would say in a circumstance like this, the best way to confront someone is to ask to have an open dialogue and proceed in the following manner:

Describe their behaviors without labeling them as personality traits (e.g. "I've noticed you do XYZ regarding or in response to XYZ situation/action/remark, etc." vs. "You act very rude and selfish towards me.")

Give them a chance to explain the "why"/intention behind their actions. Allow them to give themselves the benefit of the doubt/a chance for self-awareness before accusing them of intentional toxic behavior

If they seem to be remorseful or self-aware of how their behavior is negatively impacting you (empathy), share how you feel when they act/respond a certain way and bring forth a mutually beneficial solution/way to communicate and respond that allows you to strengthen/preserve your relationship

If they get aggressive and start accusing you of having bad intentions/qualities, remain as neutral as possible – detach emotionally and continue to silently distance yourself. There's only so much you can do to save someone from themselves

Hope this helps xx

[tortoisebore]

fav wolfstar fics?? yes i’m looking for new reccs and i’m also rlly curious

omgggg i have so many how can i chooseee 🫢 i feel like a lot of these are staples so you might’ve already read them but here are my all time favs (in no particular order except Blends/Names is absolutely my #1)

Blends (and the WIP sequel Names) by rvltn909

ugh such an OG & one of the first wolfstar fics i remember reading!! one thing ab me is i’m going to absolutely devour a coffee shop AU. throw in a university AU on top of it?? bitch i’m seated. because this was my first wolfstar fic i feel like these characterizations are the blueprint, every other remus & sirius are knockoffs of these two. this remus is just like me fr i love him & his stupid little angry self-loathing anxious brain so bad. also the sirius POV in Names is to die for, mans just won’t stop talking i love him sm

A Black Mass Over Highway Ninety by greenvlvetcouch

oh my GOD i subscribed to this one when green posted like chapter four?? or five?? and legitimately screamed my head off every time i got the emails. like i was blowing off work and reading ao3 on the job when this shit updated. i love toxic codependent wolfstar so bad i ate this up like a dying man i’m so serious i’ve already reread it once since it was completed like two weeks ago lmfao, every new thing green posts i make it my new religion

Impossible Things by accioromulus

this one ojhmygod i feel like i reread it about once every three months. they are so 🤲 jdhffhfh god i love losers who pine so bad they feel on the verge of death

Beneath a Big Blue Sky by eyra

i reread this like??? once every two months??? everything eyra writes is in my bookmarks bc i love their work so so much but this one in particular gets lodged in my brain so bad omfg. this remus is my sweet precious grumpy little angel and this sirius is so sweet and soft and caring he makes me cry?? Hollow Places is my other fav from this author, their writing style just makes my brain buzz in the best way, they are a huge huge inspo for me

Hard to Find by accioromulus

another one of the first i remember reading! little summer road trip with a big ole side of pining and yearning and sharing a lil couch to sleep?? yes please. the banter between the four boys is my favvvv in this one, they are so stupid and dumb i love them

LIEBESTRAUMMMM OH MY GOD by lunchbucket

there are exactly two (2) exes getting back together fics i can stomach and this is one of them. this remus & me are the same person i think, reading his journey throughout this fic was sort of healing in a way?? i initially started it bc i’ve played piano my entire life and love a lil music AU moment, but this fic genuinely revived my love for classical music and liszt’s compositions in particular. it is a masterpiece

Staying Strangers by 3amAndCounting

i am not kidding i’ve been subscribed to this fic since like??? the 10th chapter? i pride myself in having been on board w this one before everyone else lmfao. this is literally the only ‘texting fic’ i’ve genuinely loved, these characterizations are so sweet and perfect and i will protect this sirius w my entire life 🤺

This Is Not Your Year by montparnasse

i think this is the only canon-compliant in my entire ao3 bookmarks bc i enjoy being delusional and i require a happy ending or i will d*e. however comma, i cannot overstate how much i LOVE this one. this writing is absolutely devastating oh my god i’m not an angst person (re: delusional) and this one is so angsty but ugjshfjffj it’s so gritty and real and raw and it makes my heart ACHE for them

note: i am about to embark on a journey and start crimson rivers. i’ve avoided it since like last summer bc i wanted to wait until it was completed but then it turned into a 700k beast, so here we are. i am not (!!!!) a jegulus person but what i’ve seen of this fic is so so good so i’m going to do it for the wolfstar & bc i’m a hunger games stan

tyyy for the ask!! i always love reading other people’s recs but i’ve never made a list myself, this was very fun

[why-am-i-here-lol]

can you write an Echo x reader who just broke up with her bf? and echo just comforts her? tyyy!! <33

Yesss ofc we love a good comfort fic - enjoy <3 also sorry this took so long, I haven't posted in a hot minute 0-0

You knew it. Somehow you knew what was going on with your boyfriend before you found out. It was a sick feeling in your stomach like something wasn't right.

Earlier this evening you put your suspicions to the test, ultimately finding out that he had some twi'lek girls coming over whenever you went to your job at the GAR. You told him you were leaving on a mission when in reality, the medical chief gave you some time off. You saw them walk to your door, and you saw your boyfriend welcome them in like old friends... or more than friends.

Ever since then, you've been at work. The medics were all surprised to see you today, since you were supposed to be home, relaxing, enjoying your free time. A few asked you about it, but you just gave dismissive responses, too emotionally drained to deal with the stress. Since you couldn't work, you found a quiet place to settle, somewhere no one would think anyone would be.

You sat down, exhausted. And cried. You let out your frustrations, anger, sadness, insecurity, and utter despair. All these feelings and more seemed to whirl around you, like a tornado. You could feel it in your bones. Your fingers were getting tingly, and your heart just... hurt. It hurt with an intensity you rarely ever felt.

You lost track of how long you had been sitting there, in your secluded corner of an empty room, but you knew it had been a while by how much your butt hurt. You sat for a while more, working up the courage to get up, to face what happened. You knew you would have to talk to your new ex soon, but every time you thought of it, your heart would pound, your breathing becomes more shallow, and your heart would break all over again. You couldn't see him in your mind without seeing those girls waltzing and prancing into your home anymore. You couldn't see why you just weren't good enough for him. You were still shocked, even though hours had gone by.

You eventually stood up and stretched out a bit, getting extremely dizzy in the process. 'Man, I must have cried out everything I had in me', you thought.

You started to make your way out of the room, probably looking like a mess, but before you got too far, you bumped into someone and fell to the floor. They exclaimed in surprise, while you attempted to scramble to your feet.

"I'm so sorry!" you blurted, completely embarrassed. Your embarrassment doubled when the subject of your clumsiness called out your name and tripled when you recognized the voice. It was Echo. As in, the member of the Bad Batch whom you worked closely with, that you knew the least since he was still new. He grabbed your arms, helping you up as you babbled some sort of apology.

"Oh Echo! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you, and I just- I'm sorry I wasn't paying atten-"

"Hey hey, it's okay," he assured, studying you to make sure you were in fact okay. Once his eyes studied your face though, his entire expression shifted. "Hey, are you okay?"

You remembered your appearance, and what it must look like for him. You fumbled over a response, never seeming to actually make a coherent sentence, but eventually gave up, just saying you were fine.

He saw right through this, of course, and thought it would be best to find a quieter place than the middle of the hallway to talk about this if you so desired. 'The barracks are taken by the others, so the Maurader might be the better option,' he thought.

"I know I don't know you as well as I should, but I know enough to know you aren't fine. Do you want to go to the Havoc Maurader and talk?"

You almost broke down then and there in that hallway. Why did it feel so... relieving for Echo of all people to just know that you weren't okay?

"Yes," you said, tears starting to well again. Echo quickly saw and wiped your tears with his thumb, looking at you with compassion.

"Hey now, you'll be okay. Let's go talk."

That's how you found yourself sitting on one of the small bunks in the Maurader, Echo sitting next to you.

"So.. what's going on?"

You stayed silent for a moment, before giving a hesitant answer.

"Just... Life stuff I guess." You looked up at him, wanting to see his reaction, and if he'd see right through you and push for an answer.

"Life must be really stressful right now then. With the state I caught you in, I'd say something big is going on."

You just looked down in response, feeling impressed to tell him more, but still not trusting fully that it would even do anything for you. 'He is taking really good care of you, you at least owe him an explanation,' you thought.

You sighed, making up your mind.

"I caught my boyfriend cheating on me today," you started, "and I'm just ... In a lot of pain from it."

"Whoever this guy is, he clearly didn't know what he had - or what he lost for that matter," Echo replied. "He didn't deserve you, and you deserve better than what he gave you." He paused for a moment, the silence making you really think before he continued. "I think for now, you need some food and rest. Time will heal. It's not easy, but you'll find it'll help you in the end and you'll be stronger than you were before."

You couldn't help your tears anymore, and once again your eyes started letting them out, first slowly, but surely speeding up as you lost your composure. You practically melted into Echo, who responded by wrapping his arms around you in a comforting hug.

"Echo?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think you'll be able to help me until things do get better? I mean.. I don't want to go through this alone," You explained.

"Of course I'll help you!" He exclaimed. "I'd do anything for you, actually." He scratched the back of his head sheepishly as you cocked your head in confusion. You couldn't help but feel your cheeks start to burn, your heart starting to beat a little faster.

"What?"

"Heh, I'll explain later. You don't need more on your mind right now," he said, smiling down at you.

You smiled at his consideration, already suspecting what he wasn't saying. The thought made you smile.

"Alright, if you say so." You waited a moment before continuing, "And for the record, I'd do anything for you too." You smiled at him, hoping he'd take the hint.

He did. He smiled at the thought of what could be.

"Thank you," he said, "but you need to rest for now."

"You're probably right," you laughed, "it's been quite a day." Your face turned solemn, thinking about all that had happened.

"I know it's not much, but you can take my hammock in the barracks for however long you need.

"That's more than enough, Echo, thank you. But what about your brothers? Wouldn't they question what's going on? What will you tell them?"

"They will want to know, but they understand privacy all the same. I'll only tell them what you want me to tell, if anything at all."

"I don't mind if you tell them," you started before yawning. "Although, I think it is time to get some rest."

"Agreed," he said, smiling softly.

You followed him through the halls to his barracks, still feeling sad, but strangely okay. You didn't feel better, but you had a new confidence that this would pass, you wouldn't feel this way forever. You knew you'd be okay with Echo. He would take care of you.

[c00kietin]

FOR YOUR ASK GAME!! 1, 2, 12, 16(list them if you need to), 17, 20, 18 *Disappears gaster style*

ASDFGHSDFG TYYY!!!

1 - Fandoms I am currently obsessed with: Utdr and Utmv (kinda obvious by my blog lol) Cookie Run, Spy x Family and kinda Monkie KId!!

2 - How many fandoms I'm in: Uuuh- *counts with fingers* I thiiink...around 15?

12 - Have I ever cosplayed: Well, kiiiinda- for one year in primary (I think it's called elementary in America?) school, I dressed up as Monster from FNF, which looks like this:

I'm pretty sure I still have the mask 😀

16 - Any characters that I think that I simp for/find hot:

OH LORD THE EMBARASSING QUESTION Mind you I'm not too popular of a blog so it isn't as bad :'D

Just to list a few (that I think are pretty/good-looking):

Mitsuri Kanroji

Senjuro Rengoku

Queen (Deltarune)

Reagan Ridley

Tbh most of the characters from Monster Prom looking really pretty lmao

Jessie and James (Pokémon)

Mr. Compress (mha)

Aaand I'm too nervous to say more ;v;

17 - What do you think about shipping: I'm cool with it, I tend to ship more canon stuff (with some exceptions) but as long as it's not problematic or weird/gross I'm cool with it :D

18 - I ship a few people, but my faves have to be Lumity, Huntlow, Raeda (these 3 from TOH), MetaKaard (the fanart has swayed me lol), Noelle x Susie, and Stripes on Stripes from Centaurworld. I ship a few more stuff, but those are the main ones :D

20 - Hot takes: Okay, this is to do with Amphibia- nothing against the main 3 (Anne, Sasha and Marcy) but I think the other characters of the show deserve some love and attention. I mean, when I search up fanart of Amphibia on Pinterest, the majority of it is the main three. MORE FROGS, TOADS N NEWTS!! >:DD