#also has one of those pointer toys

[crashcitycentral]

So if Speedsters can surround themselves and handle lightning just fine when they throw it and stuff, and lightning is 5 times hotter than the sun, theoretically a speedster should be able to survive on the sun. I’m Bart, and in this Ted talk-

[seattlesellie]

i’m sorry but can we PLEASE talk about thigh riding🙏 it’s so underrated

mhmmmm :(( especially if it goes from sloppy makeout sesh to desperately rutting on ellie’s thigh & especially if she hasn’t even seen you go that desperate for her yet, because let’s say it’s only been a week of you dating or messing around.

an: i don’t know why this came out longish i swear its pure horny. btw it’s gamer!ellie 🎮���💗

can see this whole thing starting from a stare at her practiced fingers twitching and toying with her ps controller. safe to say it’d usually be a bit tedious to simply be an observer of someone playing a video game… not with ellie though, definitely not with ellie. definitely not with the way she cusses sharply under her breath, the way her palm goes to rest against your bare thigh as she switches up her in game gear, the way that cheeky tongue pokes out of her lips in concentration… you’d be distracted to say the least, nodding dumbly as she notes “y’see how i just did that babe?”

and just because you find it hard to concentrate and ignore the thick tension, filling the room with its obnoxious buzz — doesn’t mean she has it any easier, by no means, she can just mask it better… ish. your doe eyed stares, the way you whine silently as she loses, rest your head on her firm shoulder with a cheerful “yay ellie” as she wins… keep staring at her fingers (for some reason she might or might not pick up on, you do it a lot) — you render her a blushing taut mess, render her palms sweaty and slippery on the round plasticky ball of her controller.

however she masks it, and you don’t — and now you’re staring with those sparkly eyes, and the figures on the screen begin to mush together into one giant, pixelated orb. the corner of ellie’s mouth rises up to an involuntary smirk (that asshole), and she loosens her grip on the red controller. “need something? jheez, you’re staring” murmurs ellie, still teasing you like she did before you got together — except, now she no longer needs to hide her blush with a tilting of her face, because she knows you caught her already. plus, it makes her stomach stir with butterflies. “jus’ looking at your pretty face” says you — silently, sheepishly smiling and arching your brows. it’s so much fun to be able to actually tell her that, cause y’know — that’s your girlfriend now.

ellie chuckles, throwing the controller to the side, adjusting her body from a manspreading position to sitting criss crossed on the couch. she wipes her forehead with her forearm — a sign of nervousness? you lick your glossy lip, she’s so cute.

“you’re the pretty one” ellie notes.

you cock your head to the side, fake pondering. “if i’m the pretty one, what are you then?”

truthfully you’re so cute in your pj shorts, she doesn’t think she knows who she is anymore or if her name’s actually ellie. she sighs, huffing some air out of her cinnamon freckled cheeks. “the cool one”

okay… maybe, but she’s also just awfully gorgeous. you roll your eyes, “well,” — you throw your hands and smack them on your thighs, “i think you’re just pretty” — and she thinks you’re just stubborn.

“don’t think i’m cool?” she snorts, completely ignoring the compliment once again (as it makes her cheeks grow plum red and she’s hating that right now). she signals at the flat screen with her pointer finger, “you’re gonna pretend you didn’t just see me fucking that team up? i mean…” she keeps on yapping, your smack your lips and stare at hers. you’re not pretending to do anything, it’s not your fault you’ve been ignoring the game when she’s been toying with that plastic ball like you dream she’d toy with your—

“can you kiss me?”

you’ve interrupted her completely, but it pretty much seals the deal.

the back of your neck is being pulled by her right hand, and the string of your tank top is being pulled by her left one — not to undress, simply just to bring you closer. her lips on yours feel like heaven, a small gasp released by your mouth. she hums into the kiss, then pulls away. “knew you weren’t paying attention to me” ellie murmurs and it sends shivers down your spine. her voice is husky and cocky and ugh! you almost feel the need to let her swallow you whole. “was paying attention,” you insist, blinking like you’re in panic (or letting your lashes flutter to turn her on), “just not to the game”

“yeah?” she chuckles, caressing your half covered back with slow, up and down strokes. “what were you looking at then?” she questions with a cocky grin. you so want to kiss her again. “dunno”, you shrug innocently, slightly letting your bottom lip fall down into a pout. she so wants to kiss you again — so she does, murmuring a broken sentence of “ohmmmmph — you dunno?” into the kiss.

this time, the kiss is different. she slides her tongue inside of your begging mouth, letting it swirl and twirls over yours, pull it — goddamn, suckle on it with a horny grunt. you whimper, hiccup, cry almost, desperately seeking something more… a relief, to that dull ache that’s sitting or stomping between your legs — all because of a kiss and her grunt and that controllers ball you’re so damn jealous of…

“c’mere” she huffs, but instead of letting you come there, she forcefully grabs you by your waist, making you sit atop her lap. you’re both gasping, you wanna say something, but she kisses the corner of your mouth and… “ellie” is all you can whine, she responds with a squeeze to your waist. she kisses more, planting plenty of pecks to your scorching cheek, letting out shaky breaths to each and every one of your half whimpers half moans. she reaches your neck, and her tongues out again. she licks a long stripe, a confident one, but breaks it in order to look into your eyes and ask for your consent — it’s the farthest you’ve went so far.

“babe?”, she asks, your half lidded eyes and dazed look kind of tell her all she needs to know but she’s chivalrous.

“please” you whisper, nodding then burying your face in the crook of her neck. she grunts to that — jesus how pretty you sound when you beg, you have no fucking idea. another suckle on your neck comes, this time right at your pulse point, making the hairs rise and a clit thump. you let go of a choked gasp, holding on to ellie’s shoulders as she splatters open mouthed kisses on the flesh of your neck. you grab the back of her neck, pull on her bun. “fuuhuck” she exasperates, as if she’s the one getting marked and sucked on. quickly enough, because ellie misses your lips, she kisses you again with a whole lotta tongue.

you don’t even notice when or how you started grinding and rocking on her grey sweat’s covered thigh. in too much of a daze to notice anything at this point — you searched for friction.

she notices quickly enough though (obviously).

“whatcha doing, huh?” she lets her forehead kiss yours. your eyes are fully shut — to be honest, her question sounded like gibberish and the cotton material of your shorts was so thin. you don’t respond, you just… rut. she pulls slightly away, back straightening and leaning backwards, almost as if she was watching a play at the theater. she heavily breathes, scrunches her scarred brows and takes a look — takes a stare — at the way you seem so… concentrated, and horny, pouty and needy and it’s all for her or because of her. she almost places her hands on her head and leans back to keep watching.

her muscular thigh feels good — too good, you wanna bounce on it till you cum and leave a stain on her pants, you want her to bounce you on it — her, with her hands… where are her hands?!

you break right out of your trance, embarrassingly open your eyes and search for ellie… who’s leaning back, mouth agape and eyes coal black as she flexes her thigh. there’s a mixture of pure need and humiliation inside of your gut, but the latter evaporates as she mutters the following words;

“do that again”

[twice-inamillion]

Momo in the Studio

Smut (dirty talk, sex, penetration, creampie, sex crazy momo)

Chapter 216

1,570 Words

(OC and Momo spend some time in the studio. They work together on some lyrics but gets messy in the end. 😏)

After arriving in Korea, you have spent most of your time in the studio. The members use their time at the company for dance practice or to work on lyrics for songs they want to submit for the next album.

Momo is one of those who is excited to show you some lyrics she wrote for a potential song.

“Amazing work, Momo. How did you come up with this?”

“Really? It’s good?”

“Yeah, it gives a different vibe.”

“Thanks! Hmm… I went around and asked unnie for help.”

“Nayeon and Jeongyeon?”

“I can’t say, but they gave me some pointers.”

“Thank them because I can see this as a potential song.”

The two of you spent a couple of hours in the studio trying out some potential beats. Momo became interested in the process and stuck to you like glue. “So if you change this, it gives a different vibe to the song? It’s supposed to be a love and hate type of song, but it’s also kind of hot,” as Momo presses her breast to your arm.

“I think we can emphasize more on these words” as you mention the words “Love, I love you, love you, hate, foolish.”

“Yes, like you love someone and hate them too, seems like a hot way to have sex.”

“You must be sex crazy.”

Momo looks at you with lustful eyes, “It’s because I’ve only used my fingers and toys. You haven’t been filling me up as of lately.”

“You know how busy we’ve been. The wedding and the tour.”

She pushes your chair and gets on top of you, “Still, you could have given me a good fucking. Don’t think Jihyo would mind.” You know that she’s teasing you, and it’s working.

She notices you staring at her chest, “Wanna see my tits, Oppa?” Momo doesn’t wait for an answer and takes off her shirt, revealing her beautiful breasts held by a thin bra. She slowly undoes her bra and tosses it onto the nearby chair.

With her large nipple in front of you, it doesn’t take much for you to shove your face to her breast. You attach yourself to her nipple and suckle. Momo moans loudly and says, “Oppa, there’s no milk; I’m not Jihyo.”

You don’t respond and keep on focusing on her breast and move to the other. You place her nub between your teeth and give a slight bite. Momo cries from her nipple getting bitten and digs her nails into your arm.

After detaching yourself, Momo unbuttons your shirt and tosses it to the floor. She gets off of the chair, starts to undo the remainder of her clothes, and moves to remove your pants.

When she removes your boxers, your cock springs out hard. Momo looks at you with hunger in her eyes and says, “fuck, I missed your cock so much.” She gives it a few pumps and gets back on your lap.

You see Momo grab your cock and aligns it to her entrance. You ask, “No foreplay?” Momo looks at your crazed eyes, “No, I just want your cock in me, now,” and lowers herself to take in your head. She moans to the tip of your cock inside her, “Ooh, that feels so good, and it’s just the tip.” She lets the remaining of her weight go, and her cunt swallows your whole length.

“Fuck! You’re stretching me wide open!” Momo arches her back from the sudden pain of your massive cock invading her hungry womb.

She doesn’t hesitate to bounce on your cock aggressively. Momo grunts and moans loudly to your thick cock, spreading her walls wide open. “I hate you; you make me such a bad girl. You make me feel like I’m high.”

You notice her spouting out some of the lyrics of her songs as she rides you like a bull and you decide to tease her a bit. “Why do you hate me?”

Momo, with her hands fondling her massive breasts, yells, “I hate how Jihyo has you wrapped around her little fingers. She shouldn’t have you all for herself; she needs to share with the rest of us!”

She continues to ride your cock as you enjoy the show. Her perfect breast bounces right in front of you, “fuck, Momo. I love your breasts; I just want to milk them dry.”

“Only way you’ll get that is if you breed me,” giving you a smirk.

“You would want that, huh.”

“Yes! I enjoy the feeling of hot cum inside my womb.”

“I want to see you become a complete mess,” place your hands on her butt and stand up. With her arms wrapped around your neck, she holds on for dear life. You begin to fuck her in a stand-and-carry position as you walk to lock the door of the studio. You walk back and press the “recording in session” button to ensure that no one bothers the both of you.

“Make sure you fill me up real good, okay.”

You stand in the middle of the studio and fucking her mercilessly. Momo lets her full voice out as she grunts and moans loudly. “Just like that! Fuck me with your big, fat cock. Mess up that slutty pussy of mine.”

You give her a heavy slap on her ass and increase the pace of your thrusting. She digs her nails deep into your back, “Ahh… you’re going to make me addicted to your cock. Don’t stop, please.”

“Tell me where you like my cock.”

“Ahh… in my cunt.”

“Where?”

“I said in my cunt!

“I can’t hear you.”

“I said, I like it when you fuck me in my tight little cunt with that big fat cock of yours!”

“See it’s not so hard.”

You decide to change up the pace and let her do all the work. Momo uses her strength to bounce on your cock as she avoids falling. “Oppa, don’t let me do all the work; I’m about to fall.”

“You’re doing a good job, Momo. Just keep going, okay?” as you kiss her on the lips. She’s surprised from the sudden kiss and giggles, “Okay, but make sure you give me a reward after for doing all the work.”

Momo continues to bounce on you for what feels like an hour. As time goes by, her rhythm goes slowly, and her breathing becomes heavier. “Oppa, I can’t hold on anymore. My arms are about to give up.” She presses her head onto your chest and is entirely out of energy. You lift her up, pull out and reinsert your cock and do some slow but hard thrusts.

“In or out?”

She lifts her head and shyly whispers, “In.”

You walk towards the couch across the studio and slowly place on the sofa into a mating press. Standing in front of Momo, you get on your knees and tease her with your cock by tracing your head against her lips. With your cock in hand, you slap it on her cunt before inserting it back inside. You hold her legs up to her head and thrust yourself deep inside.

“Oh fuck!! Fuck… fuck… you’re too rough. You’re going to mess me up.”

“You told me to mess you up, so here it is. Take it like a good girl.”

Momo bites her lip as she feels the tip of your cock reaching the deepest part of her womb. She doesn’t resist and whines, “Cum inside me already; I want to feel it in my…”. You don’t let her finish her sentence as you pull out and slam yourself once more. Her eyes widen as she pulls her womb gets pumped with a large amount of thick hot cum.

“Hmm….fuck! Keep pouring that hot baby batter inside my slutty cunt!”

You watch as her belly grows bigger by the amount of cum you’re pouring inside of her. “You’re taking it like a good girl, Momo,” as you watch her satisfied face. You give her one last thrust before pulling out.

“Woah, you look so hot,” as you watch Momo’s creampie. “I really did a number on you,” as she lays on the couch with her legs spread wide open. You see a thick trail of cum oozing out and dripping onto the sofa and on the floor, creating a small puddle.

You walk to Momo and ask, “Hold a peace sign. I want to take a picture.” Momo holds a peace sign with both hands, sticks her tongue out, and rolls her eyes back.

“Haha, you really know how to turn on a guy, huh.”

Momo laughs at your comment, “I wouldn’t know. You’re the only guy I’ve been with.” You can’t help but smile and thank Jihyo for allowing you to play with her “sisters.”

You stare at Momo’s delicious body and see a slight bulge in her tummy. You give her belly a hard press and see a large amount of cum gush out of Momo’s used cunt.

With her two fingers, she traces her folds and collects as much cum as it can hold. She puts it in her mouth and says, “Tastes so good, it’s sweet,” as she licks her fingers clean.

[anime-grimmy-art]

People always be preaching bout snowleopard or avian Alhaitham, but WHERE is my BULL representation. Kaveh literally calls him bullheaded in so many fanfics Ive read, yet I barely see Alhaitham represent his darshan’s animal. But like, him being an aggressive herbivore that can literally bodycheck you so hard your bones shatter is such a fun concept ngl.

Even though I think giving human characters in genshin animal traits wouldn’t change much about them (I mean, Tighnari also only has like, better senses), I do have some funny headcanons about BullHaitham and LionKaveh.

I think while, as theyre mostly human, they dont often act on instinct, there’s still some things that makes em kick in. 

I hc that Alhaitham and Kaveh’s first meeting was mostly the same, with Kaveh approaching Alhaitham, but instead of just chatting, Kaveh approached him from behind and Alhaitham’s damn tail just looks like the most enticing cat toy and Kaveh couldn’t help but pounce. He got it way more under control now, but it still sometimes happens.

Same with using Alhaitham’s horns as his cat tree. Those damn pointers just scratch the itch perfectly.

Sucks for Alhaitham even more, cos he hates when his horns are jostled, cos they’re one of the bigger sources for his headaches. He does use them sometimes to prod other ppl (mostly kaveh) when he gets impatient.

Despite Alhaitham being really calm, when he’s really relaxed or tired (ie in the morning) his ears and tail often wiggle or flick ever so often. (which, again, sucks for him cos it just makes Kaveh swat at his tail.)

Also, I did call Alhaitham a herbivore, but since he’s more human than animal, he does eat meat too. He finds it amusing how ppl always reacted so shocked when he does so.

I also find the thought funny of them using phrases that are kinda animal specific to them. Like Alhaitham saying “Kaveh, you’re waving the flag” when Kaveh’s pushing things to far, cos, ya know, bull fighting. or like Alhaitham calling Kaveh a housecat to tease him.

Thinking about bullfighting, I’d think he needs his headphones not only cos of his sensitive ears, but because they help him generally block out and ignore stuff, cos if he sees sth flap about too much, it gets him agitated rly fast. (ie, Kaveh’s pacing and flowy clothes bouncing about in his periphery is torture for him)

[draclula]

Scara brain-rot

tw: smut, afab reader, mentioning of edging, streamer!scara, vibrator, semi-public (?) orgasm, finger riding, oral sex (reviving), clit stimulation, slightly degradation, mentioning of punishment

Scara has been hearing your whines and moan from the bedroom for a good hour or so. You were chasing your orgasm, pumping your middle and ring finger inside of your slick- and fuck, you just couldn’t reach it. Your wrist was tired, you couldn’t find the right position and your fingers cannot reach your sweet spot because they were too short. You have given up on rubbing your clit, you couldn’t focus on both of the actions. Scara couldn’t help you at the moment, he had assigned stream for tonight and it just so happened that the very same night you were feeling horny. Even his headset wasn’t enough to block the sounds you were making. Scara was worried people from his stream were going to hear you, and some even commented on some faint noises. His mind was at a completely different place, he kept dying again and again. People also noticed that and started teasing him in his chat.

He lost it when he heard you sob, right after he lost another round. He muted his microphone and threw his headset on the desk, getting up and going to the bedroom where those goddamn noise were coming from. You jerked up in surprise when he slammed the door open. Scara stared at you: riding you fingers on the bed, wearing his purple hoodie and knee high stockings. The rage in his eyes made the room still. Not daring to ask him what was wrong, you just stared at him- cheeks stained with tears of frustration. He stepped in the room, grabbing your wrist and ripping your fingers out off your dripping cunt. 

“You are very annoying, you know?” he spoke harshly, pushing you to lay on your back. He licked his pointer and middle finger, sliding them with ease inside of you “Scara-!” you yelp in surprise of his sudden action.

“Shut up, whore.”

His fingers started to slide and curl inside of you. He then lowered his head and started sucking on your clit- he didn’t have time to wait for you to finish. You couldn’t hold it together, your left hand flew to his hair and started to push him more as you tried to move your hips. Your right palm was covering your lips, trying to keep silent as he instructed you. Scara’s long and slightly slender fingers were brushing on your sweet spot. Choked moans were threatening to escape your mouth, hot tears rolling down and disappearing in your hairs. Such a pathetic sight. His fingers were already knuckles deep inside of you,  your juices were dripping down and staining the sheets, a big wet spot was forming from his saliva and your slick. 

Your legs were slowly wrapping around his head, making it difficult for him to move. His free hand slammed one of your tights to lay flat on the bed, you daren’t bring it back up. Your palm started to ball his hair in your fist. As he looked up he was met with your fucked out expression and rambling behind your palm. It signalled Scara you were close to your release. The hand he slammed your tight to lay was now on your lower stomach. That was what sent you over. Your body trembled and winced when you finally came. It felt so sweet, to finally feel the tension break, to finally feel relieved. He fucked you thru your orgasm till you calmed down a little. When he finally broke away from your twitching core, Scara made his way to his nightstand and opened it wide with force, rummaging around he finally took out a medium sized box. Your tired eyes followed his every move as he opened it and it revealed a bullet-sized vibrator. He made his way back to you and slowly pushed it up your greedy hole, despite your poor protests. He took the remote and turned it up to ‘level 2’. The toy’s sudden buzz made you jump in surprise. Your sensitivity haven’t worn of just yet. 

When you reached down to remove the toy, so you avoid being overwhelmed, he sternly stated

“If you remove the vibrator I am going to edge you till you feel numb and still deny your orgasm.”

It was enough for you to stop your action and grab onto a pillow for support. He had his arms crossed, looking at your hopeless form. After a few seconds he turned to leave the room, standing at the exit he suddenly stopped. “I will be controlling the vibrator while I am on my stream. Do not make any noise under any circumstances. Else, there will be a punishment.” and with that he closed the door with a slight slam. 

He returned to his stream, now with a can of soda, placing it on his desk and then he sat on his game chair with force. Scara quickly slipped on his headset once again and unmuted his mic.

“Alright, let’s try againy.”

[inawickedlittletown]

Made From Scratch (BuckTommy) - one-shot

Summary: Tommy's birthday is coming up, Buck decides to bake him a cake and Jee-Yun helps.

Words: 4k

Read on Ao3

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“Do you even know how to bake a cake?” Maddie asked, skeptically. 

“I got some pointers from Bobby. I think I got this, Maddie.” He waved the recipe he’d printed out at her. 

His sister eyed him a bit more and then she shook her head. “Okay, all I’m saying is do you have the number for the bakery for if it doesn’t work?” 

“Maddie, we’ll be alright. And no, Jee is not going to get in my way. Don’t you have to get to work?” 

Maddie glanced at her phone. “Oh. Yes. Yes I do. Jee!” 

Jee, who had been running around with a little toy car that apparently could drive on walls, ran in their direction and into Maddie’s legs. Maddie hugged her and kissed the top of her head. 

“Be good for your uncle.” 

As soon as Maddie was gone, Buck turned to Jee-Yun. “Ready for some fun with your uncle Buck?”

“Yes!” she cried out, smiling big. 

Buck grinned. “I thought you could help me out with something really important.” 

“Really?” She asked, head tilting to the left. “What?” 

“Well, we’re going to make a birthday cake.” 

“Is it my birthday?” Jee asked, eyes wide. 

Buck chuckled. “No. Not for a while yet.” 

Jee narrowed her eyes on him. “But I get cake?” 

“Yes, Jee. You’ll get cake.” 

“Oh. Alright, then.” 

Buck had gone and bought all the ingredients the night before. He’d been on the phone with Bobby the whole time for recommendations on what he should buy exactly and what the difference was between vanilla extract and vanilla beans and vanilla paste. Or why the store carried so many different flours and what exactly was buttermilk. 

“And why are you insisting on baking a cake?” Bobby asked. 

“It’s for Tommy,” Buck had admitted. “His birthday is coming up and no one has ever made him a cake before so I thought I’d try.” 

“I’m sure he’ll appreciate it, no matter the result.” 

So, he already had everything laid out on the counter. He’d even done as Bobby suggested and brought the eggs and butter out earlier to get them to room temperature. 

“First things first, Jee. We have to wash our hands.” 

He pushed the box that she could use to reach the counter towards the sink and she climbed on it easily. After they both washed and dried their hands, Buck reached for the tiny Jee sized apron. She squealed when she saw it, jumping in place. 

“Okay, okay, hold your horses.” 

“I don’t got any horses,” Jee said, but she did stop jumping long enough for Buck to put the apron over her head and then try the ends at her back. 

Buck put on his. 

“Now we’re ready, Jee.” 

All in all, yes the kitchen did get messy. So did their aprons and in Jee’s case her face and her hair. Jee was helpful, she liked to listen to Buck explaining why they were doing something a certain way and she liked to hold the whisk. She also really liked licking the batter off the whisks or the attachments for the hand mixer when they were done using them. 

Maybe between him and Jee they lost a couple of eggs, but overall, they had what looked correct for cake batter. 

“That’s not cake,” Jee commented.

“Not yet. It has to bake first. That’s why we preheated the oven, remember?” 

She looked back at his oven and nodded. 

The pans they had greased earlier were ready too and Buck poured equal amounts of batter in each while Jee watched, filling them just about ¾ of the way full. He left the remaining batter in the bowl. 

“What are you doing with the rest?” Jee asked. 

“That’s for cupcakes,” Buck announced. 

Her eyes widened when Buck pulled out the cupcake tin and the package of liners. 

“Now, I have an important job for you, Jee. You need to put one of those papers in each cup, alright?” 

“I can do that,” Jee said. 

Buck opened the package for her, but let her dig out the cupcake liners. She looked at each one. Buck had bought those specifically for her so they were multi-colored and Jee was picking out her favorite colors and arranging them into the cupcake tin. While she was busy with that, Buck made sure the oven was still at the right temperature. 

“Ready?” he asked Jee when he turned back. 

After getting the batter distributed into the cupcake liners, Buck took care of putting everything in the oven, keeping Jee well away from it, he handed her the egg timer. 

“Alright, Jee, now we have to bake for about forty-five minutes. Do you see the four and five?” 

She pointed at the forty-five. 

On his phone he put a timer for twenty-five minutes because the cupcakes would likely be done earlier.

“Move it until it points to it. When it goes off we can take the cake out.” 

“Cake!” she cried out. 

Buck grinned at her. “Yes. But we need to make frosting too. First maybe we clean up a little.” 

He took her to the bathroom and used a cloth to clean her face. He had her shake off most of the flour out of her hair and ran his wet fingers over it for good measure. Buck could tell that she was already kind of over the baking and more excited for the prospect of eating cake. It was exactly why Buck had made enough cake batter to make cupcakes too. 

“Do you want a snack?” Buck asked. “All that baking was kinda tiring, don’t you think?” 

Jee put her pointer finger on her chin and Buck wished he had had his phone on hand to take a picture, but he’d left it on the counter. 

“Snack time,” she said with a nod. 

“Awesome. Fruit okay?”

He got together a quick plate of different fruit. Apple slices and strawberries and banana pieces. Added pieces of celery and baby carrots for good measure. He put Jee at the table and she seemed happy to just sit there and eat. The peace wouldn’t last long, but it gave Buck time to read over the frosting portion of the recipe. He was opting for as simple as possible, so buttercream was the way to go. It did make him wish for a stand up mixer, though, just so he didn’t have to hold the hand mixer for as long as it took for butter and sugar to cream. 

Buck got started on it, getting the sugar and the butter into the bowl with a bit of vanilla. He checked on the cake and cupcakes before he began to mix it. Jee perked up at the noise 

“Whachu doing, uncle Buck?” 

“Making the frosting. It’s kinda boring, so if you want to keep resting, you can. I have a  big job for you later.” 

“Okay,” she said easily. 

Buck knew that in a moment she was going to leave the table and maybe bring out her coloring books or ask for him to put Bluey on. The mind of a three year old could only focus on one thing for so long, after all. 

The mixer did the work, getting the chunks of butter and the sugar together. Everything really was coming together and the smell from his oven made him feel sure that the cake was going to come out well. All his research and planning was working out. 

An hour or so later he had the cakes and cupcakes cooling. His frosting was in the fridge. He was cleaning the kitchen while Jee enjoyed The Little Mermaid. Buck was glad that his Disney+ subscription was coming in handy. He heard her trying to sing along to the songs and it sounded so off key and adorable that he couldn’t help but go over and film a quick video that he immediately sent to Chim and Maddie. Was it even cuter that she did still have some flour in her hair? Probably. 

Buck waited until the movie was over before calling Jee back over to the kitchen. 

“Now, we’re going to have some fun. Time to put the apron back on.” 

She looked at him curiously as he helped her put the apron back on. “Fun? How?” 

“Decorating,” Buck said. 

“Decorating?” 

“Yeah. Cupcakes first. Now, you have to help me pick what color we want.”

Jee was indecisive until she finally just picked purple and blue and green and pink. An hour later Buck didn’t know how she managed to get so much frosting on his walls and cabinets and…wait, did she get some on the ceiling too? Jee really was something special. The cupcakes had frosting and sprinkles all over them and Jee was just excited that she was getting to eat one. He’d be sending them home with her when Maddie came to pick her up too. Well, after he tried one. 

Buck set her up on the table atop a plate and paper towels and got back to the cake. He luckily didn’t have to cut a lot off the top of each cake to make them even and straight. Trying a bit of the piece he’d cut he was happy with the taste. Impressed, even. The recipe had done him well. 

He got frosting atop one of the cakes and then brought out the strawberries he’d cut earlier specifically for this, spreading them evenly and then adding the second cake. It looked good even just like that, but he wanted it to be more impressive so he began to add more frosting to the top and sides. 

By the time he was done, Jee had managed to finish her cupcake and come investigate. 

“Needs sprinkles,” she announced. 

“You know, I think so too,” Buck told her. “Want to help?” 

“Yes.” 

—

Birthdays were…well, Tommy had never been too fond of his own birthday. It was one of those things that most people just didn’t understand. Birthdays were supposed to be exciting and happy. That had never been Tommy’s experience, at least, not as far as he remembered. Maybe his first few birthdays had been different and happier. Celebrated. Mostly, Tommy remembered forgotten birthdays and days spent trying to not be in the middle of some fight between his parents. 

Some years they had used it like another weapon in their arsenals, fighting over who got to spend it with Tommy only to then ignore him, happy to have won over the other, but not thrilled at the prospect of having to celebrate Tommy’s birthday. They did get him presents, a way to one-up each other. Tommy didn’t even want half the stuff they bought him. They never cared to learn enough about him to know what Tommy wanted or needed. 

The first time he saw Sixteen Candles, he’d related to Samantha a bit more than expected and even then, knowing his interests lay in boys, he’d wished for his own cute boy to come through to light up a cake with candles for him. It was a silly thought. 

Birthdays were better off ignored. He liked the peace of not acknowledging another year. For a long time, after he learned about leap years, Tommy had wished his birthday was on the 29th of February instead of in November. 

Tommy hadn’t meant for Evan to find out that Tommy’s birthday was coming, but on the drive back from the curse breaking funeral Evan had insisted on having for Billy Boils, Tommy had gotten pulled over. One speeding ticket later and Tommy had no idea when his license wound up in Evan’s hands. 

“Wait, your birthday is coming up,” Evan had said. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I, uh, I don’t usually celebrate.” 

“What?” Evan asked. “That’s insane. You came with me to Chris’ virtual birthday party and even wore a cone hat. You asked me about when Jee-Yun’s birthday is. How do you not care about your own birthday?” 

So, Tommy had let out a big sigh. “I’ve just never really had good birthdays.” 

“Not even when you were a kid?” 

“No. My parents divorced when I was seven? But even before that they were fighting all the time and I was caught in between even on my birthdays. I guess the only good thing to come out of it was cake. Some years they both went out of their way to one up each other even with the cake they bought and meanwhile I was jealous of the kids whose moms made them a cake from scratch. They took the joy out of it. It’s always just been easier not to make a big deal out of it.” 

He didn’t add that after leaving home at eighteen, Tommy hadn’t had anyone to celebrate with. Neither of his parents had been interested in keeping up with Tommy after he went off on his own, they were probably glad to be rid of the one thing that still tied them together. Then, once they found out that Tommy was gay, it had truly and firmly closed that door. 

“Well, now that I know when it is we’re going to celebrate,” Evan said. 

Tommy shook his head. “No. I rather not. Anyway, I’m working that day and you shouldn’t have to go out of your way.” 

“Tommy,” Evan had said then, “if I want to celebrate my boyfriend being born, I will celebrate. You can’t stop me.” 

So, he was a bit resigned to whatever Evan had planned. Tommy felt weird about it, was all. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate that Evan was doing something for him, it just felt unnecessary and like Evan was going to some trouble for no reason at all. He was a little nervous that Evan was thinking of throwing a party or something because that would just be a tad too much especially when it would revolve around him. As much as Tommy saw of the 118 because of Evan, he still didn’t quite fit with them. He didn’t like to think about the possibility of him and Evan not working out, but he didn’t think he would retain anyone from the 118 if that happened. 

Tommy was at work when midnight struck on his birthday. No one at Harbor was aware what day it was and Tommy wanted to keep it that way. They’d had a relatively easy night. Straight forward calls that were quick and easy. He was considering going to try and catch some sleep before the next call came, when he phone rang. 

“Hi, Evan,” he said. 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Evan shouted. 

Tommy winced and hoped desperately that Lucy and Melton and their ridiculously good  hearing didn’t catch it. 

“Jeez, warn a guy before you start yelling,” Tommy said. 

“Sorry,” Evan said, quieter. “But, happy birthday, Tommy.” 

“Thank you, Evan,” Tommy said. “Is that all?”

“Hmm, what are you wearing?” 

Tommy laughed. “Evan,” he said, “we’re both on shift.” 

“So your flight suit, uh? Sounds hot.” 

“Evan,” Tommy said, half laughing. 

“All I’m saying is that birthday sex is pretty hot,” Evan said. 

Tommy rolled his eyes. The thing that he’d discovered about Evan was that he really had one speed and he sped right into everything. It had happened when Evan was first figuring out he was bi and it had happened as soon as they had started to get a bit more physical. Tommy hadn’t expected it, but then he’d been going off his own experiences. He’d been expecting everything to go slower and to have to walk Evan through it and explore what he might like and want because going from only having sex with women to having sex with men was a leap. Evan jumped right in and Tommy found himself slowing things down for his own comfort. 

“Birthday sex?” he asked. 

“Yes,” Evan said. “I did say I wanted to celebrate you.” 

Birthday sex. Not a party. Not something elaborate or nerve inducing. Just Evan and him…it was, he felt relieved. When it was just him and Evan, Tommy felt…settled was the only word that came to mind. There was an ease between them. From the start there had been attraction and a pull towards Evan that was hard to deny, but after that had come something else. They were comfortable around each other, knew enough to want to be together and maybe even hope for a longer future. 

“Well, that’s just one of the ways,” Evan clarified. “Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow — later today. Be safe.” 

“You too.” 

Tommy managed to catch some sleep, waking up when they were getting called out around 5am. His shift didn’t end until noon and most of his morning was spent up in a helicopter. It was kind of the best way to spend any day, but especially his birthday. 

Evan hadn’t specified his plans for Tommy’s birthday, so after getting back into his own clothes, Tommy gave his phone a check — found nothing — and headed home. That little anxious part of himself that expected disappointment told him that Evan was probably still busy at work and that he’d actually already told Tommy happy birthday at like 12:01am. 

He wasn’t home for even an hour before he heard a knock on his door, except that it couldn’t be Evan because he had his own key unless he’d forgotten it. Tommy went to open the door and the first thing he saw was balloons. Then, behind them Chim and Maddie. 

“Uh. Hi,” Tommy said. 

“Happy birthday, Tommy,” Chim said. 

“Happy birthday!” Jee-Yun shouted. 

Tommy let them in. Chim leading Jee-Yun inside with all the balloons. Maddie stepped towards Tommy. 

“I hope it’s okay we just showed up. Feel free to kick us out,” Maddie said. “We went to pick you up a balloon and things kinda spiraled.” She pointedly looked at Chim and Jee. 

“I see,” Tommy said. 

“Happy birthday,” Maddie said and extended a gift bag out to him. 

“Oh,” Tommy said. “I — thank you.” 

Maddie just smiled at him and reached for the door to close it behind her. 

“Don’t worry,” she said, “we won’t be here very long.” 

“Do you guys want something to drink? Or snack on?”

He directed them into the living room, glad that it was tidy, a result of Evan being around. Tommy wasn’t exactly messy, but Evan was on another level of fastidious when it came to cleaning and putting everything back where it belonged. 

Maddie, Chim, and Jee-Yun didn’t stay long. Just long enough for Tommy to open his present. It was, funnily enough, a six pack of Tommy’s favorite craft beer. 

“Really?” Maddie asked. 

Chim grinned. “What? I know what he likes.” 

Tommy rolled his eyes. “Am I going to find a monster truck and a dvd of Love, Actually?” 

“No. That would have been a good idea,” Chim said. 

Instead, he found a nice sweater. It was soft, a burgundy color. It definitely looked to be his size and he could imagine that it would be perfect to wear on a date night with Evan. 

“Thank you,” he said, directing it at Maddie. 

She smiled back at him. “Least we could do since Buck didn’t seem to think you wanted a party or anything.” 

“There’s always next year,” Chim said. 

Maddie ushered Chim and Jee out of the house a little bit after that and Tommy was left a little bewildered. This was definitely Buck’s doing and as he ran his hand over the sweater, he couldn’t help but feel warm. He took the beer into the kitchen and the sweater to his bedroom. He’d only just set it down on his bed when he heard the front door open and close. Evan. 

He heard Evan walk through to the kitchen and he seemed to be puttering around in there. Tommy followed the noise. 

“Wait, don’t come in yet,” Evan shouted. “Give me like five minutes. Better yet, I’ll come to you.” 

“Uh…okay. I’ll be in the living room.” 

The balloons were still where Howie had left them on the coffee table. There were five in total, all some variation of happy birthday. He admired them for a moment and took a seat. He heard Evan moving about still, so he decided to pull out his phone. 

There was a text from Eddie wishing him a happy birthday, another from Hen, and to his surprise one from Karen too. He sent them all back a thanks. This was all a result of Evan and he couldn’t even be mad that he’d gone and told the 118 about his birthday. 

When he heard Evan leave the kitchen, he stood and put his phone down. 

“What are you—” 

Then, he saw him. Evan was carrying a cake on Tommy’s own teak wood cutting board. The frosting was a nice sky blue and it was covered in sprinkles. It wasn’t perfect, a bit lumpy on the edges and the sprinkles were not evenly dispersed and there was a candle right in the middle, already lit. 

“Happy birthday, Tommy,” Evan said, grinning. 

He met Evan’s eyes over the cake. Evan had made him a birthday cake. 

“Evan, did you make—”

He couldn’t even finish the words because it looked like a homemade cake, the type that Tommy had never had other than when they were for other kids whose mom or grandma would go to the trouble. 

“Yeah,” he breathed out. “Didn’t even use a cake mix. Now blow out the candle and make a wish.” 

He leaned over and blew it out, but didn’t know that he could come up with anything to wish for. Tommy had everything he’d ever wanted, if he really thought about it. He then took the cutting board from Evan’s hands and placed it safely on the coffee table next to the balloons, before he took Evan’s face between his hands and pulled him into a kiss. 

“Thank you,” he said between kisses. “You’re amazing.” 

“Hmmm, you’re amazing too,” Evan said back, pressing himself even closer to Tommy and drawing him into a deeper kiss. 

When a knock came at the door, Evan groaned, but pulled away. “I’ll get it,” he said. 

It gave Tommy time to admire the cake some more. He took a picture of it for good measure, including the balloons and then he opened his instagram. Tommy rarely if ever used it, but this felt like something so monumental that he needed to post it. He tagged Evan and added: 

Feeling pretty special today. 

Evan returned, carrying a bag with the logo of Tommy’s favorite Italian restaurant. 

“I figured neither of us is up to going out,” Evan said. “So, dinner. Cake. And I wasn’t kidding about the birthday sex.” 

Tommy laughed. “By now I’ve learned you don’t kid about sex.” 

“So what first?” Evan asked, big smile, eyebrows raised. 

“Hmm, no one says we can’t bring some cake to bed and we’ll definitely be hungry after.” 

Evan laughed, but hurried along to the kitchen and Tommy was quick to follow with the cake. While cutting them both slices, Tommy found Evan watching him. 

“Thank you,” Tommy said, smiling. “I think it may be the best birthday I ever had.” 

Evan wrapped an arm around his waist, leaning into him. “Next year will be better.” 

It was the surety in Evan’s words, the conviction that he would be around for Tommy’s next birthday and the way that Tommy knew that with more time and preparation, Evan would make his next birthday into a bigger thing. Tommy wanted him around for his next birthday and the next and the one after that. None of that was scary to think about. 

Tommy took his first bite of the cake once he’d handed Evan his own slice. 

“Hmm, this is good.” 

It was sweet, in particular the frosting, but the cake itself was a soft vanilla. The strawberries in the center juicy and tangy. Perfect. 

[wisteriaiswriting]

Hey how's it going? You could do Brim, Harbor, Chamber, Iso , Yoru and Phoenix with male cat radiant (can be with gn) And I saw the first one you made and I loved it.

Agents With Male Cat Radiant

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Old man and the cat he didn’t want (Absolutely loves and want’s you.)

Kinda over-buys toys, scratching posts and beds. (There are so many things in every room of the base.)

Speaking of, he’ll sit at his desk for hours using a laser pointer for you.

Keeps all the bells and louder toys away from his office and bedroom, letting you annoy the other agents with those.

His pet names aren’t that bad really; Handsome, Tiger (Or any big cat) and hairball. (When he’s annoyed with you.)

Keeps you away from his paperwork and anything else important in the office.

Has a folder full of you doing practically everything, which are filmed how you expect them to be. (Ranging from you just existing to you messing around with some toys.)

Isn’t the best at petting you, it’s rough but also gentle in a way. (He does get better though, don’t worry.)

This guy holds you in every way imaginable. (Holding you under your arms, in his arms etc.)

Another one to buy too many things, he’ll try to clean them up but ultimately you’ll just do it again.

Doesn’t have too many pet names, but has some; बिल्ली का बच्चा (Kitten), Ball of energy.

He just melts whenever he hears you purr.

You better hope you can handle baths, otherwise he’ll make it easy on the both of you and drops a ton of water on you. (Feels bad after and will coddle you.)

Also doesn’t care if you take up all the space on his bed, but if he’s that tired he’ll move you onto his chest.

While he loves you, please just stay away from his clothes. (Has a specific pair that he’s willing to get covered in your hair/fur.)

Chaton, boule de poils, beau gosse.

He still enjoys teasing you about anything; “You’ve made quite a mess, Chaton.” While actively using a lazer pointer to make you cause more chaos.

Only pays for the best items for you, and will not settle for anything less. (Is willing to get custom made ones.)

Tries to keep you away from the smaller parts of hiss guns, doesn’t want you to get hurt or lose something.

Commissions a collar for you? (Jk jk, unless?)

He’s not joking, buys the highest quality (But comfortable) one he can get.

Won't buy any toys / entertainment, but will lend you the money if you want anything.

亲爱的 (dear), 成套设备 (kit)

Can sit there for hours squishing your hand / paw beans, even messing with your claws.

If you have hair / fur, he’ll sit there and mess with it. Ruffle it, smooth it out, trys to braid some part of it.

Sometimes you’re not sure who’s the actual cat here, sure you are actually one, but he sure acts like it.

If you’re asleep on his bed / in his room, he’ll work around you, especially if you returned from a mission.

Makes sure you’re rarely hungry, leaves your favourite food in the pantry, and takes you out whenever.

Secret cat lover (Rather cats over dogs any day.)

Can sit for hours either watching or teasing you with anything he can get his hands on. (With his abilities there's a lot he can get.)

ベイブ (babe), ベイビー (baby), overgrown hairball

Is always down to play fight with you, scowling at the scratches you leave. (Isn’t that made though.)

Such an asshole as he uses his abilities to (lightly) tug on your tail, ears or hair then disappear.

Will wake you up if you’re in his way on his bed, isn’t afraid too.

Quietly jokes about getting you matching accessories, and he doesn’t mean gloves. (For you at least.)

He is so in love!!

Will spend all his money on anything and everything for you.

He’ll unironically take you to some cat cafes too, and I quote, ‘Go visit your fam!’

While he absolutely loves you, please stay away from his jackets, he doesn’t want any scratches on them.

Same goes for his shoes, but he’s def willing to buy more. (Gets matching pairs while he’s at it.)

God, some of his pet names are so cringy, but he’ll never stop; Kitten/kitty, baby, beautiful.

Tries to be nice about it but will kinda push you off if your claws dig into him, doesn’t enjoy the pain.

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Evaaaaa, do you maybe have any thots on Captain Hydra!Steve? 👀 Perhaps being his little toy that is gifted to him for being such a good soldier? 🫠

Do I have any thoughts on Captain Hydra!Steve?

Dark, dominating, sizzling hot Captain Hydra!Steve?

who may be evil, but he's competent, smart, lethal and looks so fucking hot in that dark, tight suit;

whom you always tried to impress, though at times it seemed impossible, because he rarely shows any kind of appreciation for the soldiers and agents he's leading;

whose firm voice always makes you a bit scared, but also kinda aroused?

He keeps mostly to himself, never allowing any sort of closer relations with anyone, but sometimes would linger doing training sessions and personally give calm pointers (to those deserving, which were only a few);

He takes you by surprise when he tells you to follow him after one of the successful fights;

you really hope it's going to be a promotion you've been working your ass off to earn, dreaming of a higher rank, or perhaps some leadership role for another mission;

Your nerves heighten when Steve leads you to his personal headquarters, but you tell yourself that this really has to be about a promotion, because Captain never shies away from voicing his displeasure with failures in public, so the others could hear and witness humiliation;

your heart truly elates when he announces "It's time you were given a properly suited position for you";

but then you hear the sound of automatic door being sealed behind you, trapping you in Captain's quarters without any chance of getting out (not that you would stand a chance, if he wanted to kill you);

Trying to appear calm, you manage not to stutter as you voice your eagerness to take on any new responsibilities out there in the field;

but Steve's chuckle evokes dread as he slowly steps closer;

"This is your battlefield now, little sparrow. And I'm your conqueror."

You don't dare to step away when he cups your cheek - the act deceivingly tender, though his eyes are cold and glint with heartless triumph;

He pushes you to your knees and forces your face into his crotch, the scent of him permeating thick fabric of his tactic suit and filling your nostrils;

"Show me how eager you are," he ruts into your face, "how dutiful and obedient you're going to be for your Captain."

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We going fluffy for a lil? YAY! Can I request EarthRealm guys being dads for the first time?

This is longer than what the Earthrealm guys typically get. Usually they all get around 200 words because writing for them takes longer because it’s 5, but this was so cute I got carried away and they all got around 400-500 words😀

Johnny Cage

A mini Cage? Are you serious? 

Can I be honest with y'all? I think this kid would be an accident 

Because of that he'd be nervous. Johnny has a huge ego but he also has huge debt and a dwindling career so he'd be worried about how he'd even take care of this child 

He'd work extremely hard to get more money. He'd even sell his house to get a smaller one that's more affordable (that's how you know he's serious)

He covers his nervousness with humor. This is a whole human he's gonna be raising now

The closer the delivery date gets, the more nervous he gets. His partner moves a little weird and he's “IT'S COMING!”

Calm down Johnny. Damn. 

The entire delivery he's jumpy as fuck. He didn't realize how long it'd take and his nerves are through the roof 

Does Johnny have a huge ego? Yes. Is he an asshole? Yes. Does he make everything a joke? Yes. But this is different. There's a human that's relying on him to survive 

Everytime he looks at the baby he's like “oh shit, I got a baby”

Baby accidents actually make him cringe. His baby vomits on him and he has to physically stop himself from throwing it 

Johnny as a girl dad? Omg. 

That's his little princess. Any money he makes goes to her. She has so many unnecessary toys and he dresses her like an actual princess 

The baby got its own room from jump 

He'll never be against a tea party or a makeover 

During those makeovers he's giving pointers. “Don't use that color, it'll clash with my hair” type of shit 

Be prepared. No matter how hard you try, this kid is becoming a mini Johnny 

He tries to be really active in her life when he's not acting 

Has debated on retiring but you need money so that's not happening 

You'd think he'd want his kid to become an actor but he knows that shit is not safe so absolutely not 

He makes little films with her though. Really cute shit he'll rewatch when she's older 

Time to him goes by so fast. He feels like he blinked and suddenly she was 18 

He's the dad that gets emotional at her graduation. Straight sobbing as she walks the stage

“I'm a cool dad” *puts on shades*

Ok Johnny 

His ability to not take shit serious doesn’t entirely disappear. He’s the parent the child wants the principal to call when in trouble

Little fashion shows? Absolutely

His kid is so spoiled, it's ridiculous. Even if he didn't want a child, he loves them with every part of him 

Kenshi Takahashi 

Another accident baby-

He's trying to fix this whole clan situation so a baby is not something he was thinking of

So when he's told he's gonna have a baby his heart stops for a quick second 

Being terrified is a normal reaction and trust me, he's terrified 

He doesn't know how to be a dad at all and videos aren't helping 

I know I mention this whole on the run from the Yakuza thing a lot but that's a big ass problem. How do you have a baby when mfs are gunning for you?

Why does he agree to keep it? I ain't think that far but anywho, it's too late now. Too far along-

He tries to prepare himself by looking up videos and reading books. He wants to be an amazing dad for his baby 

We don't know how his parents were but I'm assuming his childhood wasn't the best

He promised himself that he's gonna care for this baby and give it a fantastic childhood 

Idk how his vision works now tbh. I'm assuming he can always see so I'm guessing that's not a problem 

Once the baby is here he's all over it. You'd think he gave birth with how much he's playing with it 

I wanna make all of them girl dads tbh and I'm the one writing this soooooo that's what imma do-

Kenshi is making sure everyone is comfortable. His partner and the baby. He's gonna help anyway he can

Having a tiny human depend on him is definitely a wild concept to him

He wants to teach his daughter how to fight but he doesn't want to make her a monster if that makes sense 

He wants to make sure she never uses her skills to harm others for no reason and because of that, any school reports about violence is taken seriously 

Let that school call him and he's asking 20 questions tryna see who the aggressor was. If his daughter was being harassed and she defended herself  then as long as someone wasn't seriously hurt then it's ok. If his daughter was the aggressor? Oh nah

Kenshi is not afraid to lecture and discipline (I don't mean whooping. Whether or not you think any of them would is up to you. I'm not getting into that. Be free) his daughter 

His kid is never walking all over him. He don't let them slide with shit 

He's harsh but it's in a loving way. He's not on her ass for no reason. He wants her to conduct herself well and to be a good person and better than the people he's been surrounded by. He carries this out by being a bit more harsh and strict than he needs to be

That teenage rebellion phase is gonna kick his ass. Omg

He's strict but I don't think he'd be unsafe for his daughter to go to, yk? His daughter knows she can go to him if she needs anything 

If she felt like she couldn't tell him something, his poor little heart would break

I don't think he'd ever take his bandana off around them. Idk how the healing would work but I could imagine it'd still look brutal 

So protective of her. Let someone move towards her a little quick, he's on his feet before he even realizes it 

He doubts his parenting at time and how safe he can keep her but he's doing a really solid job 

Kung Lao

Idk whether or not his baby would be an accident or not 

Either way, Kung Lao has a huge ego and he'd assume it can't be that bad 

He definitely can figure all this out as he goes along. It'll be easy. Nothing to worry about 

He wishes he could go back in time and smack himself for being so stupid 

At first it's fine, then he remembers he has to consistently deal with a baby and he's like “I may have miscalculated”

Why do babies shit so much? They're so small. 

Terrible Twos have him stressed 

When the baby's teething he slowly starts to lose his grasp on reality. All the yelling drives him nuts but he's locked in now 

He tries to use his baby as a challenge to keep him motivated but honestly babe, you're never winning that challenge. Babies are unpredictable 

He has to learn that. Babies are a learning experience and you can't try to use them as some great challenge. Just relax and take things one at a time 

He also teaches his baby how to fight 

Makes them a mini hat but puts something non sharp on the edges, like crayons or something 

Some may think “oh a daughter! She has to be feminine and sweet and blahblahblah!”

Nah, that's now how it works with him

His daughter is learning some Leon Kennedy moves 

After what he's been through he's definitely teaching them how to fight because conflict will always happen. You're never catching his daughter slipping 

The dad that asks “did you win?” if his child gets in trouble for fighting at school 

Let's his child watch scary movies 

He's never doing that bullshit again. She was up all night and he's never regretted anything more 

The type to “randomly” decide to sharpen his hat when his daughter brings a boy over 

“What are you doing dad?” “I'm sharpening my sharp hat that's sharp enough to cut through humans… because it's so sharp”

Puts “The Great” in front of her name whenever describing her 

His daughter probably has a huge ego also. This dude does not teach her to be humble and compliments her when she does anything 

You think a mini Johnny is bad? Mini Kung Lao gives them a run for their money. 

Raiden

I feel like Raiden would have kids when he's older. Idk why but I think he'd be way more careful than everyone else 

So when he hears he's having a baby, he's both nervous and excited 

He's on it. Decorating the nursery, reading books, looking at websites, he's on it all. 

He wants to be prepared so he doesn't mess up 

Messing up is inevitable but don't tell him that 

Once the baby is here, he's super happy. The room is already decorated and he's so glad they can lay in there 

Super affectionate towards his baby. Constantly kissing her head and playing with her 

If any of the other Earthrealm men have a baby, he insists on playdates 

Even if they don't, he plays with his daughter enough 

The type to actually make his voice higher when playing with dolls

Gives his kid cute nicknames that they'll undoubtedly get embarrassed by when they're older 

Are we surprised he also teaches his daughter to fight? No. 

He was minding his business and was told he had to help protect Earthrealm. His kid gotta know how to scrap 

He keeps a good balance of combat and normal childhood so it's fine 

He does little lightning shows for his kid. Is it irresponsible? A little. Is Liu Kang gonna take it back though? No. 

Raises a daughter similar to him; soft spoken and sweet but is willing to throw down when necessary 

He's the parent that genuinely hears his kid out when they get in trouble 

Since this is his first kid he's new to all of this so making mistakes is something that'll happen. Good thing about Raiden tho is that he's willing to apologize when family conflict happens 

He takes so many pictures, it's ridiculous 

Takes pictures the entire first week of school and is spamming Kung Lao with them

He's really invested in child drama ngl. A kid threw a book at another kid? Tell him more so he can gossip with Kung Lao

Discipline is difficult for him because he honestly doesn't know what to do. He's worried he's being too harsh and doesn't wanna push his kid away. It's common knowledge that they'll grow up, move away and he won't see her as much so he doesn't want to push them away and lose them earlier than necessary 

Kids need some sort of discipline though so he gotta figure it out 

When his daughter no longer needs him to check the closet for monsters, his heart might shatter a little bit ngl 

He's taking it one step at a time and honestly? He's doing really good 

Liu Kang

Probably didn't even know he could have kids

He just assumed a keeper of time was outta the game so wdym a baby is on the way?

Liu Kang has watched humans evolve so he's watched plenty of parents raise their babies so he has a lot of references 

He's not as nervous as everyone else. Like I said before, he has plenty of references of what to and what not to do so he's pretty confident in his abilities 

He's only nervous about the threats they'll face once they're alive. Man is used to fighting for his life 

Decorates the nursery and child proofs the entire house 

Makes sure his partner is incredibly comfortable. He wants them completely relaxed 

He packs the bag for when the delivery happens, he doesn't leave the room unless necessary, he's really supportive. 

Once the baby is here he's lowkey hogging the baby 

Thinks his partner should be relaxing after so the baby is always in his arms 

This baby to him is the most precious thing he's ever seen. Having a family is something he really wants so he's on cloud 9

Watching over his kid to see if they get any powers like him, which is likely 

Liu Kang has a good balance between discipline and softness. He's not super strict but he doesn't just let them get away with anything 

Imma sound like a broken record but his daughter is scraping. This is Liu Kang we're talking about 

His daughter is gonna become Gamora-

Fighting skills will be impeccable. Say excuse me if you bump into her or she's going 2 back flips, lighting her body on fire and blowing the area up 

He wants to spend so much time with his daughter. He knows how fast time flies. He's seen humans not appreciate each other and that's not happening with him. His daughter will know she's loved 

He has references like I said earlier but that doesn't mean it's the easiest to do. He tries his hardest though and is probably the most patient

He's more excited for the firsts than they are. This is not your first day of school Liu Kang, why are you so geeked?

Tons of photos of his baby 

Other dads can be really stressed when it comes to their kid growing up but I think he's more accepting of it. Is it sad seeing his baby grow up? Yes. He's used to the idea of aging though. Also his kid is immortal like him so he's comforted by the idea of them never growing older than him 

Liu Kang is a parent that is 100% ok with admitting when he's wrong. There's no toxic shit with him. If he fucked up, he fucked up. 

Probably has the most or one of the most humble kids 

Very affectionate 

Probably wants more kids 

10/10 dad and imma stand on it

“Forgive me Kenshi. I misspoke.” Liar.

I always ramble at the end of these so here I go: y’all I am out of dry dog food and I’m broke so I can’t pay my sister to get food from her job so I’ve been feeding my dog wet food, right. It is 3am, so naturally we’re not on a walk rn. Why did she drop the most devastating shit? I actually wanna walk into traffic. I did not know it could be audible. She didn’t even eat anything before she did it. Donate to $JMentallyUnstable for my cause😔 (I’m joking but not about my suffering. She’s small. HOW is a felony coming outta you bro?) (If I find a tall building-)

[lemonandlime22]

Twisted wonderland character react to mother Mc that came to wonderland with a baby If it is ok you don’t have to if you don’t want to

Parent!Yuu coming to Twisted Wonderland with their child

Warning(s): teen parent reader, cussing, not edited

A/N: You didn't specify what characters so its just ganna be general hc. Keeping it gn cause I dont write fem readers rn.

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Grim opens you coffin and finds you holding a crying baby then slowly closes it

both you and ya kid have your own robes and Grim tries to convince you to him him your baby's.

Crowley passes out thinking that the black carriage just picked up two kids and your parents were going to sue him all to hell

then you tell him that its your child and he's all better

cause you can't sue him :).

Grim always refers to himself when around the baby as uncle Grim

he will cry if the bbys first words aren't his name.

The ghost will babysit for you a lot, their its unofficial godparents

they also like to put the baby back to sleep when they cry I the middle of the night.

Train gives you some pointers on random parenting things, he also is happy to last minute babysit for you when you have pop quizzes or anything like that

same with most of the other teachers,

Vargas will do little baby exercises with them while you run laps or wtf you have to do that day

Crowley would offer to help, but please be my the responsible choice and never leave him alone with your child.

You two are always welcome to unbirthday parties, Trey will make baby food for them or baby friendly foods he also will be happy to teach you how to properly brush their teeth

Deuce and Ace love playing and entertaining them, Cater take so many pics of them

Riddle tries his best to get along with the baby but it's very awkward, which is also rly cute.

Take them to Leona and he'll throw yall out, he already has one brat to deal with he doesn't want another.

Ruggie will give you some easy food recopies for you to make that the baby can have

Jack will babysit in the early mornings on occasion by taking them out for a run with him in one of those chest/back strap things.

Do not on any occasion let Floyd hold your baby, he will throw them up into outer space!

Jade will try to give them some mushrooms so just to be safe keep your distance with him too

Azul will have war type flashbacks from seeing you chubby baby.

Kalim is spoiling the shit out of your child, he's also happy to babysit he's got more experience then most with how many little siblings he has

Jamil doesn't mind being around the mushy thing if it's not annoying.

Epel LOVES them! their just the right amount of chaos he needs to stay sane, plus they might remind him of some of the kids in his family or home town

Rook is another happy babysitter, likes to put his hat on them even though its way to big for them

keep the tf away from Vil, on his request

especially if they have ever or have come close to fucking up his makeup or hair or anything like that.

Ortho enjoys playing with them, he thinks their so interesting, also would love to hang out with them but Idia refuses to allow kids

especially babies

anywhere near his room.

Be carful, Lilia might try to adopt them, maybe both of you and he'll be a grandpa

he hasn't decided yet

he also might try and teach them to call him grandpa and Silver uncle

also for some reason, prob the animals that are always around him, your kid loves Silver

Sebek contently makes your baby cry cause of how loud he is, he also yells/scolds at them if they ever cry while Lilia or Malleus hold them

Malleus is basically their unofficial dad, he adores them and spending time with them, even giving them gifts

not just toys tho like things they need

this man even reads parenting books!

fuck after a while he might even start a collage fund for them.

Anyway-

Good luck raising your kid here!

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[raindrop-21]

A Distracting Welcome Home

A/n: First smut drabble, and Google Translate/Duolingo German

Word count: 1,454

König x Civilian!F!reader

Cw: Fem reader, fingering, hickeys, teasing, praise, p in v

Around a week and a half ago, König had left for a mission. As always he gave you an estimated time of when he’d be home. He said he’d be home in two to four weeks. He also gave you one rule for while he was gone; Do. Not. Cum. It sounded easy, but it really wasn’t when he would send you texts saying how much he missed you and how much he wished he could replace his hand with your warm, tight, pretty cunt.

In order to somewhat distract yourself and pass the time, you bought a new game; South Park: Stick Of Truth. You’ve been playing the game on and off for the past week. You’re currently halfway through the game, fighting a side boss for a side quest. You don’t hear when the front door opens as you are on the other side of the house in your bedroom. The bedroom door opens, you know it's König by the way the door gently shuts behind him.

You can feel the bed dip behind you, and no sooner do you feel the strong arms of your lover pull you into the warm embrace you’ve missed for the last two and a half weeks. Since you're in the middle of a fight, you don’t pay him much mind, but you do greet him.

“Welcome home, Kö.” You say sweetly as you continue playing your game.

König understands that the game needs your attention as of right now so you don’t die, but he can’t help but feel jealous. After all, he’s been away for two and a half weeks and you’re paying more attention to the game than him. 

König takes off his hood, not caring to remove his eye black and wraps his arms around your waist. After a few minutes, you can feel his arms rub up and down your sides, his breath tickling your neck as he moves his face closer, his lips a breath away from your neck. You can feel him chuckle deeply as his lips make contact with your neck.

“Such a bad girl, focusing on her game more than her husband who’s just returned. Maybe she needs her attention redirected.” He all but growls into your neck.

One of his hands slides up your shirt, slowly caressing your stomach and moving up to cup one of your breasts, rolling your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb. You slowly lose focus on the game as he continues playing with your body. His mouth never stops its attack on your neck, you’re sure you’re going to be sporting all kinds of marks after this. You still don’t want to die in the game so you’re doing your best to keep focused on the game. Seeing you still try to keep your focus on the game and not him just eggs him on even more.

He slides his free hand into your sleep shorts and runs two of his fingers over your clothed cunt. Feeling how your arousal is slowly seeping through your panties. He lets out a deep chuckle.

 “All this for me, Meine Liebe? All this from a little kissing and groping? Such a desperate girl.” The tone of his voice sends shivers down your spine.

You can’t focus on the game any longer. Not wanting to die, you pause the game and set the controller to the side. König growls in satisfaction now that your undivided attention is on him and the pleasure he’s giving you. Now that he has your attention, he decides to reward you. He uses his free hand to slide your shorts and panties off your body and onto the floor. 

Once they’re off he slides a finger through your slick folds, slowly toying with you, making you want to buck your hips to get the friction you crave. But you you don’t. You know if you do, he’ll take away the pleasure you want. He slowly drags two of his fingers through your folds, collecting your slick. His fingers leave your folds, he brings them up in front of your eyes, your slick connecting the two fingers in a thin line, that is only visible due to the light from the TV in front of the two of you.

“Such a pretty girl, so wet for me, ja? Did you follow my rule? Did you save all those pretty little orgasms for me?” He growls into your ear, lightly nipping the shell of your ear.

“Y-yea, I listened. I’ve been a good girl….Do I get my reward?” You give him these adorable puppy-dog eyes that you know he can’t say no to, even though you know that he’ll still give you what you want.

“Such a good girl for me. I’ll give you what you want.” He says with a cheeky smile as he drops his hand back to your waiting cunt.

He dips one finger into your sopping hole. You respond with a whine, finally feeling so full since he left. He gives his finger a few experimental thrusts, curling it to make it hit that spot that makes you see stars. He adds another finger, stretching you out more, getting you ready for his cock. He curls his fingers, hitting that spot again and again. He gets you right to that delicious edge, before pulling his fingers right before you tip over that edge.

“Why?” You defeatedly whine, upset he took away what you wanted so desperately.

“Now, now, don’t be like that. I’ll give you what you want.” He coos at you.

He uses his hand that’s not covered in your slick to unzip his pants and pull out his painfully hard cock. He usually uses three fingers to stretch you out so you don’t get hurt in any way, but today you’re both desperate and needy. He lifts your hips, aligns his cock with your entrance, and slowly spears you onto his cock. As his tip breaches your entrance you let out a whine at the pleasurable stretch. You lean your head back onto his shoulder, whining as he pushes you further onto his throbbing member. 

When he fully bottoms out, you both let out groans of pleasure. Instead of thrusting right away, he sits there, fully sheathed inside of you, just feeling how right it feels to be with you. He loves the intimacy of the moment. He slowly grinds into you, rolling his hips slightly, using one of his hands to hold your hips, and the other to rub small, slow circles in pace with his thrusts onto your clit. You whine, not expecting the slow, lazy thrusts. You were expecting a good, hard fucking, fucking like rabbits in all honesty. 

You’ll never complain about it though, you love the feeling of your lover’s skin against yours. Each one of your mewls and whines is met with low grunts and groans. He slightly picks up pace in both his thrusts and fingers. You’re both sensitive from not touching each other and yourselves for two and a half weeks. As you get closer and closer to your orgasm, your mewls get louder and you start clenching down on his cock. König makes it his mission to cross that finish line with you. He speeds up his thrusts and fingers, making sure you’re getting just as much pleasure as he is.

“You gonna cum for me, Liebling?” He all but snarls at you, his voice sending shivers down your spine, his words almost tipping you over the edge.

Right before you both reach the end, he traps your mouth in a kiss, devouring you whole. His tongue invades your mouth, his thrusts never stopping. He’s going to make sure you both feel that ecstasy-inducing pleasure. You cum with a moan that gets swallowed by him. The clenching of your sweet pussy around his hard cock is what tips him over the edge. He cums hard, and a lot. Filling your womb to the brim with his seed.

“Oh, good girl. Milking me dry with that sweet cunt of yours.” He groans as he gives a few more sloppy thrusts to ride out the rest of both of your orgasms.

When he pulls out, you’re about to pass out, both from the previous lack of sleep and from your orgasm. He lays you down on the bed and leaves to the bathroom to clean himself up. He comes back with a warm washcloth and wipes you off before disposing of it in the laundry bin. He lays next to you, holding you in his arms.

“I’m back, Liebling.” He murmurs into your hair.

“Welcome back, Kö.” You mumble sweetly before drifting off to sleep in his arms.

[gabessquishytum]

Back again to push my retired Dream + sex toys agenda (idk why I'm so into that these days 🤷‍♂️)

So this one is inspired by "Little Histories" by Moorishflower, in which a (temporarily) human Dream doesn't know how to jack off, so he whips his dick out and asks Hob to give him some pointers. All the while Hob is losing his entire mind and wondering when his life turned into a bad porno.

It would start the same way--Dream is human (either temporarily or permanently), he's moved in with Hob, and they're awkwardly dancing around the fact that they're absurdly horny for each other. Dream keeps waking up with morning wood and, annoyingly, he can't just will it away or make himself cum on command anymore. So he asks Hob to instruct him on how to take care of it, but it's not working. He just can't seem to cum, poor baby. Hob would totally just suck him off if he asked, but Dream has made no indication that he actually wants Hob to touch him. Dream asks him what he usually does in this situation, and Hob is just blushing and stuttering and doing the ear pulling thing as he says, "well, um, it can be fun to bring some toys into the mix. I like a bit of prostate stimulation, myself."

Dream just stares at him in adorable confusion for a moment and then he's like, "show me." So Hob shows him his extensive collection of sex toys, all while nearly dying of embarrassment, and Dream is just studying them in fascination. Hob has some toys that he's never used before, still in the packages ("you know how they say you should never go grocery shopping when you're hungry? Well, you also shouldn't shop for sex toys when you're horny, haha"), so he offers Dream a new, beginner-sized dildo and a sample packet of lube that came with it. He starts to explain how to use it, but Dream interrupts him--"show me," he says again.

Hob is so embarrassed and harder than he's ever been in his life, but he's like, "okay, well, I tend to go for something a little bigger. You know me, total slut" and before he knows it he's pulling out his preferred (XL) dildo, fingering himself open, and giving Dream a full demonstration.

Dream is watching with rapt attention and Hob can’t help but notice the growing wet spot on the front of Dream's tented pants. So he pauses and tells Dream, "you know, you could just fuck me instead." (Wow, what a good friend!)

Dream needs no further invitation--he pounces and soon he's railing Hob on the floor of his bedroom. That finally does the trick, and soon Dream is cumming his brains out inside Hob, with Hob following right behind him. Turns out that's a much better solution to the morning wood problem.

(Later, Hob does use the dildo on him, but Dream finds he prefers having Hob's cock in him instead.)

-🍓

AHHHHH. wonderful. Absolutely wonderful.

Just imagine how much Hob enjoys his new purpose in life. Every morning when Dream wakes up with his cock stiff and wanting, he rolls over and yanks Hob’s underwear down before even saying good morning, and he immediately starts rutting the tip of his cock between Hob’s arse cheeks. By the time he's managed to wake up properly, Dream is already fucking into him using the leftover lube from the night before. There's not a day that goes by when Hob doesn't walk around with a very sore hole, and wince whenever he has to sit down. Totally, totally worth it.

And when he's a little bit too sore, he can always flip Dream over and fuck him in retaliation. Dream likes to pretend to squirm away before he's pinned down and properly fucked. Those particular mornings end with Hob inevitably being late for work...

It's fair to say that Dream probably owns more dildos than one human could ever need. He really likes the aesthetic, glittery, colourful ones! Hob has a bad habit of buying Dream toys whenever he sees one he thinks his darling might like, even if they're more likely to actually be used on Hob... Dream prefers looking at them. Or sucking them. The sight of his beautiful, human, horny ex-dreamlord with a purple swirly dildo absentmindedly hanging out of his mouth is one that Hob will always treasure.

[shadowwrath264]

About Poppy Playtime Chapter 4, Poppy Playtime Games & The Prototype

Hello everybody, this is Shadow264 aka, Shadow Wrath. It has been too lomg, hasn't it? My apologies. Thing have been very very busy at my end, with loads of issues and stuff. Hopefully they'll be sorted out soon.

SO ANYWAY, you guys heard that Poppy Playtime Chapter 4 is coming next year? Excited? You know I am, too.

Now, about the entire game of Poppy Playtime.... i really need to get this off my chest since its Chapter 2 Game and before Chapter 3 was released and way before Chapter 4 and Project Playtime came about.....

I, came the closest to solving Poppy Playtime in terms of the Prototype and the ENTIRE Facility.

Now, you all maybe wondering how I managed that, do you?

Now, you see the Factory, it is so gigantic. SO GIGANTIC that it can home many trains inside the facility to go anywhere around the factory. That includes the conveyor belts back in Chapter 1. Now, I must confess to you guys, too that I can picture things in my head. Which means possibilities are endless for me.

And after seeing the conveyor belts in Chapter 1 and the trains in Chapter 2 and Project Playtime, and the locations, as well in all game chapters, THEN things began to add up. The Factory is more than just a Factory. It is like... well, like the Hive from Resident Evil, but twisted, which means this Factory is not a Toy Factory. It is a Laboratory. The Toy Factory gig is simply a cover up to get people off their backs from the BIGGER and UTTER abominations that they're making out of the kids they took in. The Game Station is nothing more than tests to see which toy each child is compatible with.

..... which is when, the Prototype comes in.

Now, the Prototype. Believe it or not. I was the only one who came the closest to revealing him. And how did that come about? Well, that's simple. This eventually leads us to Chapter 3 and upcoming Chapter 4 and my ealier findings. Yes, the Prototype caused the Hour of Joy and he was the one who caused everything behind the scenes. But what if I were to tell you that he had subordinates? Those, were Huggy Wuggy, Mommy Long Legs and his disciple, Catnap. He didn't want to show himself yet because he was still incomplete. That is why he sent them out as his pawns, his foot soldiers so he can slowly prepare himself to fight you while he watches you, where ever he lies.

And YES, The Prototype has been watching us the whole time. There were a few occasions, really when we play the tapes about the Prototype at the near ends of the Chapters. You will notice that there was a laser pointer pointing on the TV. THAT was actually the sign that the Prototype.... was watching.... and he was.... behind you.

Shocking, isn't it?

Now, continuing on about the Factory as I'll be also bring in The Prototype, too. Moving on, yes the Factory is like a Hive, whereby there is a train system, conveyor belt system, a Playcare, the new edition from Chapter 4, a Prison or a Security Facility are stationed waaaaay waaaaaaaaaay underground of the Factory, which tells us this; On the outside, they are making toys for Joy, but on the inside, it is all experimentation and hell in there. Which brings to what I have thought about and pictured.

You see, before Chapter 3, Project Playtime and Chapter 4 came out, I always believed that Playtime Co. is much more bigger than this to make those huge toys that turn into monsters. So, I decided to picture, think and draw them out. An underground school, an experiment room, a facility to house the toys in, a testing chamber, the TOP SECRET Room, and many more which also involves the Prototype. When Chapter 3 and the upcoming Chapter 4 surfaced, that's when I realized (again, I say this), I came the closest to solving the Prototype. While discovering that, I also discover that the Factory is like a Hive, meaning if there is a way in, that means there has to be multiple ways out of the Factory, from both above, and below.

The Experiment Rooms are one thing, but when it comes to the Prototype, what I discover is quite simple and easy to read. The Prototype is not just like a living Frankenstein's Monster, or the Kindred itself, it is a sentient being with its own singularity. That's why it's so smart to make a laser pointer and escape. Now, you are wondering why the other toys didn't escape but the Prototype somehow did? Well that is simple. Its Experiment Room was located sonewhere else beyond the bigger bodies experiements' reach comsidering the Prototype's sentience. Which leaves me to suspect that the Prototype is being stationed.... way below the Chapter 4 levels of the Playtime Co. Factory.... why else would it be able to move freely? Cause' it already knows in and out of that Factory. That's why.

I was coming close to solving the entire Factory's schematics and the Prototype's identity theoratically all on my own, but.... idk.... something stopped me from proceeding further due to the fact that something is telling me.... that 'I know too much'.

So, I stopped. But not out, yet. I'm just secretly theorizing still so i'll do my best to crack everything the best I can.

Yeah. That's what's going on and the thing I wanna get off my chest. Creepy right? Though i'm beatin the bush around and repeating but, you should get the idea on where i am coming from.

Welp, that should be all for me for the time being. If you like, I'll put some posts about Chapters 1 to 4, too on my own time. So for now, this is it for me, and it's good to be back.

[slenderofthejoker]

Fun facts with mod!

(Some will just be reiterating already mentioned things and some will be new, this is just a fun excuse to ramble)

They/them will be used for clarity

WILDCARD

-Wc is mentally in their early 40's and physical age is unknown (Just 'old' (Younger then Pink and likely older then Dahlia, they just have weird aging) despite how they act they are older then they seem.

How Wc acts is partially an act and not completely authentic.

Wc is 9ft tall without heels (9'6" with their usual heeled boots or other heeled footwear. They like wearing heels, especially the stompy platform kind that makes them weigh a ton to make stepping on people hurt more.)

-Wc knows how to use technology and (used to) have a phone and uses things like reminders and sticky notes and color coordinated flash cards to help them keep on task and remember things that they would forget others.

-They have reminders in place to take their meds and HEAVILY relied on the internet and their note systems to do things like cook and care for the other suits growing up. (Without those reminders to keep them on track they are….chaos in the kitchen and need very specific and direct instructions (Wildcard was asked to wash the veggies and was going to wash them with soap until it was clarified to NOT)

-Wildcard was forced to be masc growing up and transitioned to become trans masc early into life and continued their transition even after being free of their parents.

Wildcard is comfortable with their transition and has taken it to be something that is their choice instead and is now a trans masc pangender bundle of chaos who's learning to be truly happy in their own skin.

-Wildcard is Aroace (Indifferent possibly cupio romantic and apothisexual) and cupio/grayplatonic (Generally open to friendship and allyship but doesn't experience platonic attraction very often, its very hit or miss) and demi-queerplatonic

-Wildcard's teeth are like a sharks, constantly growing more and more in rows to replace them and keep them constantly sharp (Wildcard will eat them like hard candy or in teeth soup to regain the lost calcium) They will also offer to make teeth soup those close to them (…..generally this is declined, the other suits and their platonic partner all refuse to eat it. It's basically just a normal stew but with the addition of teeth)

-Wc collects cards, dice and other related thing and knows many tricks with them. They can play most cards games and can make card towers (when they have the patience they will zone out for hours making one then forget about it and leave them in inconvenient places) they can also perform a few magic tricks with cards and coins as well as slight of hand to pickpocket.

-Wc has literal folders on each of their siblings and all their siblings crimes and whatnot, has no intention of revealing this to others but will use it to make PowerPoints to lecture them on occasion (…they are very long and very detailed (if a bit all chaotic) powerpoints and you can not escape till its over)

-Wildcard requires enrichment in the form of chew toys (or people when they allow it (most don't because their teeth are deadly sharp and they will forget their own strength when zoned out) bone crushing hugs and affection (Wildcard is sensory seeking) playing cards can be used as an intimidation tactic and a way to keep their hands busy, running around, parkour and laser pointers are also helpful (warning do not use laser pointer anywhere enclosed or by other people, Wc WILL go through walls and people to get the laser.)

-Caffeine knocks wildcard out, give them a cup of anything caffeinated and expected them conked out somewhere like an oversized cat in half an hour. (Most of the time it will be odd and outright uncomfortable looking places or on an unlucky person that has become a bed/living plush to wildcards death grip (warning accidental asphyxiation may occur))

-Mod does not know HOW Wildcard managed to make friends, but they did…somehow (also they made friends (outside Splendorpoet) before Pink did which is even stranger/funnier)

-Wildcard will eat just about anything (or anyone….unless they are a close friend/sibling/partner or considered off limits for being close to one of the previous mentioned)

-Wildcard often paints his nails and is working on getting a full sleeve of tattoos of those important to them (….Hearts, Splenderpoet and Antonia's have yet to be added) Wildcard has debated getting piercings but never chosen to get any. They have also started to wear makeup more casually now.

-Wildcard will mope and become very depressed on occasion when they think they're really upset any of their siblings (or Pink) or when they learn something they deem 'horrific)

-is equal parts ridiculously smart and observant and oblivious dumbass

-Doesn't celebrate their own birthday so known of the suits actually know WHEN Wildcard's birthday is.

-Loves raven and used to have a pet one when they were a child. Also loves cats, but cats generally HATE Wc. They will claw and scratch and hiss and generally attack Wildcard (Wildcard will gladly accept having their face clawed to death as they coo at how cute the cat is, they are undeterred)

-Is generally very loud, does TRY to remember to be quieter around those more noise sensitive (Pink HAS kicked luck out on a few occasion's they've visited for being too loud and stressing others out telling them to run or go for a hunt in eir territory or SOMETHING to get the energy out and to come back after they're calmer.) is working on their volume control.

-Can do formal dancing and play (….the piano I think?) but generally prefers to not, but on occasion will get a whim to try to dance with whoever's closest (CAN formal dance like a walt but will do it more fast paced for the fun of it and will dip and spin and keep the dance partner on their toes (…and keep them from falling which has almost happened on many occasions)

-Wildcard is not allowed to be around Dahlia or the little dears without supervision (mostly for being loud and the swearing), as well as with others children….it is debatable if their parent(s)/guardian(s) will allow Wildcard around them mostly because Wildcard can be a lot for some (Wildcard is very protective of children and will do anything to make sure they're safe! Doesn't mean they're…good with them, they try their best.)

-Wildcard is like if a dog was a cat.

[golden--doodler]

This post was long overdue! I can’t believe I haven’t done this sooner, but here’s part two of the very first post I made on this lovely site, random Bob’s Burgers facts that no one asked for but I’m sharing/reminding everyone of because I can:

—Apparently, when Gene was a toddler, Bob had to watch him, and he somehow managed to eat a fern under Bob’s watch. Where did this fern come from? Who knows?  ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯  Bob was very worried and thought Gene would die or get really sick, but he was fine. Gene has an iron stomach for real. This tidbit is as mentioned in Season 3, Episode 15, O.T. The Outside Toilet.

—Gene is the only Belcher with visible ears, and they’re adorable 🥰 I still don’t know how Bob’s hair manages to completely cover his, but it does.

—Real life fact, but 9/3 is not only Bob and Linda’s anniversary, but also Loren Bouchard and his wife’s anniversary! That’s where he got the date from. How adorable.

—Linda’s birthday is June 3, making her a Gemini. Tina’s birthday is March 30, making her an Aries. Gene is a Sagittarius, making his birthday sometime in either late November or December. I like to say his birthday is December 19, because that’s one of my friend’s birthdays :3

—Linda’s high school was called Cardinal Genarro High School, and one time, there was a pumpkin carving contest. Linda didn’t want Gayle to feel bad for losing to Linda’s amazing pumpkin, so she tried smashing her own pumpkin. Gayle followed her, though, and because of a series of events, they ended up destroying the entire table, which they swore to keep secret until well into adulthood (Season 12, Episode 3, The Pumpkinening).

—Linda’s hometown is a made-up town called Hunkawtaway.

—Linda once had Jury Duty on St. Patrick’s Day and wore a green blazer to court.

—Tina’s favorite flowers are Gardenias, as revealed in Season 5, Episode 11, Can’t Buy Me Math.

—Tina owns cat pajamas as seen in Season 4, Episode 9, Slumber Party, and that’s very important to me.

—Gene has brown eyes, which he most likely inherited from Bob. In the comics, Tina’s eye color is revealed to be blue, which she might have inherited from Linda.

—According to Gene in Season 11, Episode 2, Worms of In-Rear-Ment, Louise has always wanted to see Machu Pichu.

—Louise has apparently seen “Game of Thrones”. I wonder what she thought of it. Funnily enough, in the Season 4 Wharf Horse two-part season finale, Bob mourned the fact that he’d never find out how the show ended.

—As seen in Season 11, Episode 14, Mr. Lonely Farts, Gene normally hates being alone and thrives off the energy of other people. My poor boy had a whole panic attack when he was accidentally left home alone. However, he ends up using the opportunity to do a rave in Louise’s room with all of her toys, which she usually tells him not to do. It’s also revealed in that episode that Linda has a secret cracker stash, which he infiltrates.

—According to Season 13, Episode 18, Gift Card or Buy Trying, Gene might not like himself a whole lot. He rants about his former friend, Mitchell, saying that he’s loud, can’t really play music, and has no idea how annoying he is, and then comes to a realization, saying they’re exactly the same, so those things might be how he views himself.

—In Season 13, Episode 21, Mother Author Laser Pointer, it’s shown that Bob and Linda used to read Snail & Newt books to the kids when they were young, which is based off the real life Frog & Toad series. It’s so sweet they did this T_T

—Teddy’s favorite color is yellow! Mine is too :D This was revealed in Season 4, Episode 16, I Get Psy-Chic Out of You.

—Teddy’s full name might be Theodore J. McGillicuddy.

—Jimmy Pesto called Jimmy Jr. “Pepper” as a nickname in Season 1, Episode 10, Burger War, a nickname that’s not been repeated since.

—According to Season 3, Episode 20, The Kids Run the Restaurant, Mr. Fischoeder was married for a week. He had a real Grunkle Stan moment.

—As seen in Season 9, Episode 19, Long Time Listener, First Time Bob, Bob loved listening to a radio station with a DJ named Clem when he and Linda first started getting the restaurant off the ground. I think Bob listening to the radio at night and jamming out is very endearing. The same episode also revealed Bob’s hatred for Sweet Potato Fries.

—In Season 9, Episode 16, Roamin’ Bob-Iday, it’s revealed Bob occasionally succumbs to severe burnout from working at the restaurant, but despite that, cooking will always be his favorite thing to do.

—As revealed in Season 7, Episode 7, The Last Gingerbread House on the Left, Bob used to build gingerbread houses with his late mother, Lily. In the same episode, he made mini gingerbread versions of his family, which is the cutest thing ever. He’s the best dad for real.

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last updated: may 21, 2024

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BET ON iT toji + choso x gojo x getou

# GN!reader with genital/gender variants for the sex scenes. DD:DNE. main fic is finished. you can donate for the 4 variants: cis male, cis female, trans male, and trans fem. non-canon compliant, jujutsu sorcery is irrelevant here. involves gambling and betting human beings. huge non-con warning.

one-shot. you and toji are all but an item, even if he doesn't want to admit it. he has a closet, a drawer, rent free space in your mind... and you his. it's a shame then, how he lets his ego get the best of him, forces him to lose sight of what he has for the potential to have something bigger - better. a damn shame, satoru reckons; but it's just his luck toji's so simple-minded!

main fic: 10k/10k cis!m variant: 2,000 / 4,000 cis!f variant: 0 / 4,000 trans!m variant: 0 / 4,000 trans!f variant: 0 / 4,000

[] OF A FEATHER peacock hybrid!tengen uzui # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. dark content warning - power imbalances, coercion into marriage. sfw

one-shot. a too full of himself bird spies a pretty thing in a coffee shop. according to his traditions, you must "allow him" to court you. uh, yeah- hard pass. or so you say, but good thing uzui has undying persistence-and the law-on his side. wc: 700/2000

BEARY DEAR TO ME bear hybrid!gyomei himejima # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. sfw. fluffy.

one-shot. your boyfriend is well meaning, gracious and so kind, but not many people are willing to see him for who he is, because- well- he's a bear. even his own kind steers clear of him if they can help it. you never forget to remind him how much you love him, though; fuzz and claws included. wc: 0/2000

BLUEST EYE snow leopard!kisaki # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. nsfw. dark content warning.

one-shot. despite it being human-owned and operated (or maybe that was the appeal) a few yakuza have taken to your parent's establishment, and frequent it on their da off days. there's one in particular who fancies you, you think. the kitty cat, with his snowy down fur and pretty whiskers. you always were curious about what exactly he was staring at. wc: 0/2000

BRUNT OF THE SEA (CSM) beam # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. nsfw, fluffy, monsterfucking.

one-shot. you always underestimate how far beam'd go to please you. wc: 0/2000

IRON LUNG eelgirl!makima # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. dark content. waterboarding, attempted drowning, forced co-dependence.

one-shot. makima sees your disobedience as an exercise in futility. you'll never get away from her- and that's just how she likes it. wc: 72/2000

(CAGED BIRD, SING) (ALNSTG) toy poodle!luka # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. dark content. abuses of power, non-consensual intimacy, obsessive personality.

one-shot. for a supposed prince, things sure don't come as easily to him as he'd like. you for example - one of those lesser life forms. you were glad to be taken in by the Garden of Anakt, but it was only because you had something to offer to their segyein overlords. ah, that songbird voice; despite a lack of wing or feather. utterly fascinating. luka can't dream of anything but you singing for him. day after day. night after night. wc: 0/2000

UNDERSTUDY. (ALNSTG) pointer!ivan # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. angst. nsfw, unhappy ending, canon compliant. power dynamics (servant x master).

one-shot. you're not the one he wants and you know it. it rips your heart of your chest and punctures your lungs, but god do you know it. he never lets you forget. the name acrid poison on the tip of his tongue, curling around the delicate shell of your ear. till. till. till. wc: 0/2000

THE FOX; A HOUND fox! oikawa # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. angst. cheating, lying oikawa.

one-shot. you're too kind for your own good. it's not like you have a choice - oikawa figures it's a social conditioning issue, give more of yourself than there is to be had, smile gently, wave and nod, keep quiet. it's convenient for him; cute arm candy and piece of ass when he wants it. you're none the wiser, he thinks, because it's easier to assume your ignorance than accept responsibility for your despair.

JUST DON'T GIVE A FUCK! honey badger! ushijima # GN!reader - apart of DeND series. nsfw, dark content. disregarding of consent, lack of consideration for reader in general.

one-shot. ushijima doesn't care enough. he misses reservations, your anniversaries, and even your birthdays. you think something's wrong with him (and spoiler alert: there just might be). wc: 0 / 2,000

A LITTLE BIT OFF THE TOP! all of tenjiku! # GN!reader - older reader. reader is implied to have ambiguous hispanic origin and speaks spanish. sfw. no romantic pairings here.

one-shot. never has there been an affair more intimate than the act of cutting hair. you love your job, even if you don't quite get much traction on your lone street corner. that is - until you get an influx of new, younger customers. with strange manners and even stranger 'dos. wc: 1.6 / 3,000

OPERATION: NORMAL, ALL FOWLED UP gojo (and getou, later) # GN!reader - spy au for jjk. reader is a badass motherfucker. slow burn (gojo), dark content (later chapters), love triangles (all's fair in love and war), espionage. alternative timelines and backstories for jjk characters.

series. you're great at your job and that's all that's required of you, really. a cushy six figures and decent dental plan, just to be the thing that goes bump in the night, ah? it's all your dreams come true and more! though it is too bad it would seem your security conflicts with a certain someone else's big plans. oh well; it's not like you're gonna take that shit lying down. first chapter: 3.7 / 5000 each chapter will be about 5,000 words, each chapter fully funded will unlock the next chapter.

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