#YALL PLEASE

[dipperscavern]

Ok but the way Cregan looks and acts so brooding but i know would just be so gentle and soft yet dominant when it comes to sex 😩😩

YES EXACTLY THIS IS ARGH

cregan is brooding (jon snows #1 ancestor). he can unintentionally give off this unapproachable vibe, and some people that don’t know him personally assume that he is. but it’s completely the opposite, and people find that out watching you, his sweet wife, approach him with your gentle & kind demeanor. you instantly get on your tip-toes to press a kiss to his cheek with a smile on your face, and they expect him to pull away — to reprimand you for being so affectionate outside of private. but he doesn’t. in fact, their eyebrows raise & mouths drop open watching him bend towards you to help you reach, leaning into your touch. dare they say, they even see the hint of a smile on his face?

and it’s the same way when he beds you. it’s those sacred moments when sharing each others bodies that he lets his expression soften, being oh so gentle and handling you like glass. pressing soft kisses to the expanse of your chest, a hand behind your back as he slides in. adjusting his hips to find that angle that hits you justtttt right, making you throw your head back. sure, he’ll make your brain mushy and take away your ability to think straight, but he’s also sliding a hand across your thigh in a gentle reassurance, connecting his lips with yours, and intertwining your hands while he does it.

[clownsgirlghost]

WRITERS, DROP A PERI/PERIWINKLE/"POOF" X READER AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

[mania-sama]

iwaoi, but's it's iwaizumi who had always wanted to leave japan. he found his every day life in miyagi stifling. he hated seeing the same classmates over and over again with their disagreeable opinions and close-minded worldviews, hated the way the people in his neighborhood all knew each other and their business, hated the way it rained and hated the way the sun rose every single day. he hated the very idea of staying in miyagi more than he had to.

he talked to oikawa about this regularly, ever since they could form thoughts that ventured outside of their little realm in japan. first, he told oikawa he'd move out of miyagi. he'd find an apartment in tokyo, or a job as a farmhand in hokkaido, or anywhere else that isn't miyagi and the life he's had to grow up in. then, as he got older, he went a step further.

china, he'd mumble oikawa during the first class of the day in middle school.

the phillippines, he'd shout at oikawa while peppering a volleyball.

somewhere further, he'd finally admitted to oikawa while walking home from a late-night home court game, his gaze trained on the ground with the most vulnerability he'd shown in years. like america. i've applied to a college in america.

oikawa had laughed at him on most times. iwaizumi knew oikawa liked life in miyagi; he got along with his classmates fine, girls liked him, he loved his family and their neighborhood, loved the sunrise and the rain. iwaizumi knew this because oikawa had always disagreed with him on those subjects.

but liking life wasn't enough when oikawa's goals were set further than what he would be constrained to at home. loving japan wasn't enough when japan didn't love him.

argentina, oikawa had whispered, miserable, to him for the first time near the end of their first year in high school. he'd seen kageyama around. he'd seen the way his serves had gotten better and better and better.

their planes left mere weeks from each other. oikawa first, to argentina, with tears in his eyes and a sharp call to not be stranger. iwaizumi left second, wishing his family a farewell with his heart full to finally leave.

iwaizumi had liked california enough. he was entertained, if not occasionally confused, by the manner of young adult americans. he had thought, originally, that he wouldn't miss japan. maybe he'd miss his family and the two friends he'd left, but nothing else. he thought the pang in his chest when his american roommate and newfound friends went out for a chicken wing restaurant and not onigiri, when they spoke exclusively english (sometimes spanish) and not japanese, when there were beds and air mattresses and not futons, that he was missing familiarity, is all. he only missed not feeling out of place.

oikawa had shared with him, over their many calls, his own struggles with homesickness. but, oikawa had told him over grainy Facetime, my team has done everything to make me feel at home. spanish isn't as hard as i thought it'd be! i'm going to make this work. even if i miss you and japan. i just... i need this. i need argentina.

both he and oikawa managed to make it home for christmas after only a few months into their respective journeys into the americas. they arrived at different times, though, so iwaizumi made the trip home from tokyo alone. he took two trains, then a taxi closer to his house. he saw the billboards in his own language. he watched people that looked like himself. they went to restraunts with onigiri. their seating would be chabudai and not high tables and booths. he saw familiar streets and familiar faces in his neighborhood.

he came to his house, where he knew exactly where the patch of grass his childhood cat was buried in the backyard. he could see phantoms of himself riding his bike up and down the road. he could see where he caught butterflies, where oikawa chased him with a handful of worms.

he came home, and his family was waiting for him. it all rushed over him, when he saw them again. all the anxiety of not being able to get to them fast if they got into an accident. constantly wondering what he'd be doing if he was in japan and not at uc-irvine. thinking about how much he preferred his home culture to the strangeness of the united states.

he met with oikawa next, who regaled him on his adventures in argentina as if they hadn't talked nearly everyday since their planes took them away from home.

i'm going to stay, oikawa told him during a late evening stroll after dinner, his eyes alight with happiness and success. i love it in argentina. it's everything i want and need.

iwaizumi was happy for him. but, iwaizumi knew he would not be content doing the same.

i'm coming back home after i get my bachelor's, he told oikawa after a second's pause, letting the coldness of the evening wash over him, watching the sun set in the way he'd spent hating his entire life. america is nice, but japan is where i'm meant to be.

he found that he didn't mind the rain when he was no longer seventeen and hating his classmates. he didn't mind staring out the window of the house he grew up in when he wasn't sixteen and desperate to leave. he'd been to the other side of the fence, and the grass simply wasn't any greener.

and he knew he'd be okay with that, eventually, even if a part of him wondered if he was giving up. even if that part of him wanted to riot and rage and scream at the idea of staying in the place he'd always told everyone he'd leave.

oikawa looked at him, then, with his eyes still bright but shining with a different kind of light. and that's perfectly fine, oikawa said to him, his voice low and earnest.

there was not a hint of condescension. nothing that said, you gave up. you are worth nothing. you will be nothing. oikawa meant it when he said that it was fine that leaving wasn't all iwaizumi had chalked it up to be. his tone said, in every way, nothing has changed. you will be just as good here as you would be anywhere else. you have not given up. there is nothing wrong with letting yourself be happy.

somehow, that was more reassuring than any of the faux comforts he'd been trying to console himself with.

[phantomposting]

Back at it again with the half asleep prompts and boy howdy is this a prompt. Well kinda? It's more a rant of what I'm desperate to see more of in DP x DC fics with some ideas of how to utilize it within.

So we all know the episode where freakshow hypnotized Danny with the red rock. I desperately want this rock used more in DP x DC fics and would do absolutely anything to see it happen. I know the first one freakshow used was destroyed but tbh if it's a mineral there's definitely bound to be more of it.

So many incidences with so many villains could happen from this there's absolutely any possibility just take your pick!

There could be a Danny and Damian are twins au where Ra's finds out the heir he thought was dead was actually alive and has powers now! Even better yet all he needs to ensure complete and utterly obedience is one little red rock. This could lead to the bats having to solve a string of murders where someone literally just grips peoples hearts or something. Something that is subtle and doesn't show up very easily that's a complete anomaly. Then upon finding out it's the missing twin and mind control they have to break him free and help him recover not just physically but mentally!

Maybe there's an au where Danny is related to someone in the batfam or dating someone in the batfam. Joker finds out and finds out the kid can easily be controlled by a little red rock. He of course uses the hell out of this to fuck with the bats even going as far to torture this kid. This could really happen with any villain. It could also be a matter of Danny bing the newest bird in the family and a villain finding a way to control a bird and use them however they want to!

This could work with interactions with other heroes too! Imagine Lex Luthor finds out about this pretty incompetent preteen with such powers he could probably take down superman if he were competent with said powers and he finds out all it takes to control said preteen is a little red rock. Of course he would abuse that and force this kid to try and deal with superman.

Imagine Constantine being the only one to realize this random ghost kid is being controlled. The JL is after him for who knows what crimes and this guy has to explain no not all gosts are evil like the leading scientists suggest and that this one specifically is pretty harmless to humans normally but some asshole with a red rock decided it would be funny to force him to do bad stuff.

Imagine his protection core getting damaged from being forced to do bad and he literally almost fades from it and whomever saves him is absolutely pissed.

Genuinely there are so so many possibilities for any flavor of au you want! I am the number 1 fan and advocate of using this silly stone in fics I'm begging yall please abuse this little red rock bring ur spin on it to the world I desperately want more fics that utilize this!

[starry-eyed-adam]

need ideas for a rottmnt inspired graduation cap

100% unrelated (/s) but can someone find me the episode where Donnie says ‘oh this’ll look great on my college applications!’

[zichiwatchesyou]

People have only talked about Peri being a sexyman

WHAT ABOUT COSMO AND WANDA THEY ARE FINE AS HELL IN THIS SHOW MAN

[dismas-n-dismay]

Tell me why we ain't got no Soulmate AUs for Punkflower on ao3. As if peak writing wouldn't be Mr. Hobart "There's no such thing as a pre-determined destiny" Brown having to come to terms with the fact that he has 1) a fixed soulmate and 2) not only that but it's the sweetest nerd in the universe

[yurislava]

what the fuck is that

[starsabovee]

I see nobody comparing Siffrin to a phoenix. Having a nice little hug with death, shaking its hand and saying “see you next time!!” and then living once again, just for the cycle to repeat.

guys. Pls listen to me. Why have i never seen someone compare the loops to the lifecycle of a phoenix. Please. CAN YOU HEAR ME??!?!?? *pulls out megaphone from my sewn shut back pocket (yes im throwing shade at companies that do that)* IS ANYONE! ELSE!! OUT!!! THERE!!!!

[faiienlucifer]

HEAR. ME. OUT!

Caitvi FanFic idea/request:

Pirate x Town Guard chief/commander thingy

Vi is a pirate captain and Caitlyn is the lead commander (who still has an eyepatch!) and when they meet it's all Vi going "Isn't that my gig, commander?" and Cait being increasingly more annoyed while working with Vi and trying to make peace without violence even if the council insists on public beatings & other brutal thingies.

SOMEONE PLEASE, I BEG AND I PLEAD 🙏

(and recs if it's already written please 🥺🙏)

[ooggie-boogie-man]

Guys please, I need jegulus or Wolfstar fic recs, that feel like the Christmas filler episode where they go and do something cute and they get together. Please I’m begging, I’m on my hands and knees

[ithopi0s]

do any of my moots also like husk or is it just me. like yall please??? am i the only one who sees the Vision??

[arl1n-e]

1: TW - BLOOD AND ANGSTT 2: Not apologizing >;3 3: DON"T WORRY I WILL MAKE FLUFF 4: The program kept crashing so i couldn't add or remove stuff out of fear that I'd lose progress that I've already been working on for Miku knows how long which is why it's kinda off

[ghostieraccoons]

I'm following the Hunger Games hash tag and I'm sobbing at how many snow x reader fanfics there are, why do yall love the man that killed finnick and murdered a bazillion kids even if indirectly bc of the games

[ovium-sheep]

Please, can people stop giving Curly excuses for doing nothing?

Even if they weren’t in space, even if their pay wouldn’t get docked, even if the cryopods were a concrete, solid option I doubt he would have done

ANYTHING.

It’s made pretty clear he cared more about HIS reputation and Jugular’s reputation than Anya’s safety. There were plenty examples of this, such as:

His odd disposition to Anya’s situation. Treating her rape as something that can be fixed and that is a “we” problem.

His phrasing, and the mentions of how things don’t “need” to be reported and shit.

His disregard for Anya after she admitted time and time again and when she finally told him she was pregnant, again he brushed her off and told her “I know him.”

Once again, his disregard for Anya right before the crash. Instead of comforting the literal RAPE VICTIM he went to the aid OF THE ABUSER.

And finally, the fact he put Jantwon on board to help him clean up his act in the very first place.

Curly knew what Japarty was capable of, yet he still put he and his crew in danger because he wanted to clear up Junkyard’s reputation.

Now I’m certain Curly had experienced J-diddy’s behavior for long enough to see it as almost “normal,” and I’m sure he had been a victim of Jacuzzi’s abuse long before ever entering the Tulpar (albeit probably not physical.)

But none of that excuses his mentality of “I must help him, NO MATTER WHAT.”

He seems to think he’s indebted to the dirtbag, and I understand that, but he doesn’t learn until it’s far too late.

All in all, Curly wouldn’t have done anything even if the circumstances were right.

Stop giving him excuses.

[sleepire]

Folks. Hello. I am here to request, once again, drawing ideas because your all so creative and I love this stupid app mwah mwah <3

Anywho, if it's a fandom I'm in literally go for it my head is EMPTY rn.