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barrenclan · 3 days ago
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hi!!! feeling crazy about PATFW ending 👁️👁️ it’s been a roller coaster ride and i’ve gotten really attached to the characters you’ve created. i think it has a really fitting ending- the characters have to work for happy endings, but most of them do find it because they should have it after all their suffering. you’re an extremely talented writer and artist, and this comic has given me inspiration to continue and finish my own big projects. i wish you well and i look forward to anything else you make in the future!
a couple of questions: where is the “north” that pinewing and cormorantleaf end up in? i know most of the main plot is geographically in nebraska, is there a particular area you imagined them in at the end there? (speaking of, this last epilogue is so “a house in nebraska” ethel cain)
also, did either of them end up going by different names during their breakup? i wouldn’t be shocked if the answer was no but it might be a little difficult to carry around part of your ex in your NAME lol
Thanks so much! I'm really glad you liked the comic.
If you're talking about the area they travel to when they breakup, it's actually south!
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And specifically, it's Nevada. The city Pinewing is obliquely referencing here is Las Vegas, and Cormorantleaf is further south in the desert. I wanted it to be a subtle reference to Saltburn's Clan, which you can read at @nanistar, because that comic was kind of raised up alongside PATFW and I thought it'd be cute. So I could get to imagine Pinewing and Cormorantleaf visiting Saltburn when they got back together down there. I was also imagining the "blue plains" as the Pacific Ocean and the "tall rocks" as the Grand Canyon when I wrote this, too. Since they're in that area.
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Comorantleaf would've definitely kept his name during the breakup, no doubt about it. Names are important to him and he wouldn't change it just because they broke up. On the other hand Pinewing might introduce himself as just "Pine" or ask others to call him that; I think he would feel uncomfortable using that part of his name, but only because it'd make him feel like he was betraying Cormorantleaf still. Messy messy feelings you know.
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rafesangelita · 21 hours ago
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♡ deciding to take a ride on the ‘tunnel of love’ roller coaster at the annual valentine’s day fair, rafe happens to catch you before it starts, conveniently locking himself in next to you. annoyed, you tell yourself you’ll be out and away from the man once the ride is over but (un)luckily for you, it just so happens to break down, leaving you two stuck together until it’s fixed..
warnings: one sided enemies to lovers (reader is the one who can’t stand rafe lol), forced proximity, teasing, flirty banter, slight angst (just a teeny tiny bit, it’s literally almost nonexistent), light fluff
a/n: now presenting… ‘TUNNEL OF LOVE’ 🤍 my town just so happens to be having a valentine’s day fair.. maybe (hopefully) i’ll go!
link: VALENTINE’S DAY CELEBRATION ໒꒰ྀི。- ˕ -。꒱ྀི১
wc: 1.4k
[7:57 PM] bestie ♡: it looks like kelce is going to take me out for v-day after all!! don’t wait for me, i’ll catch up soon, promise!
you had just bought an extra large funnel cake for you and your best friend to share when you read her text, your sugary sweet smile faltering as you took a seat at a nearby bench. “more for me, i guess..” you sighed, feeling a little bit silly at the fact that you sat here by yourself when everyone who passed you by was either in a group setting or hand in hand with someone who was most likely their significant other.
you picked at the fried goodness, not really feeling as festive as you were just two minutes ago. “yo, y/n!” you recognized the voice before you even looked up, your eyes immediately rolling as none other than rafe ‘insufferable daddy’s money�� cameron made his way over to you. ‘please let this be quick..’ you whispered under your breath, not sparing the man a single glance as he plopped down ridiculously close to you.
“what do you want, rafe?” he smiled when he heard his name roll off of your tongue, his muscular arm draping across your shoulders as his mouth dropped next to your ear. “can you at least act like you could tolerate me?” you scoffed, shrugging him off. “no, i can’t,” you finally looked at him, “because even that is too difficult to do.” he swallowed thickly, feeling slightly defeated before he went for the funnel cake that sat in your lap.
“i’m really not that bad, i’ll make you realize that soon.” rafe was also too confident and cocky for your liking— more reasons you could add to your seemingly never ending list as to why you think you two would never work out.
“i highly doubt that.” rafe was licking powdered sugar off of his fingers when you met his gaze again, your eyes flickering down to his tongue. the one thing that you couldn’t put on your list was that he wasn’t hot. anyone with eyes can tell you that rafe was insanely attractive, but of course, you’d never admit that to him out loud.. or so you thought. “you’re staring.” he smiled when he saw that your eyes stayed trained on his mouth, a smug expression taking over his features.
you blinked away, deciding you had enough chit-chat for one night. “in your dreams, ‘cameron.” rafe watched you get up from your seat, gladly taking the funnel cake you basically shoved into his hands. “why, thank you.” he took another piece, popping it into his mouth. you flashed him a fake smile before adjusting the strap of your crossbody purse. “i’ll see you around!” he called out, waving obnoxiously in your direction. “no you won’t!” you whispered to yourself, deciding to explore the fair a bit more.
little did you know conversation between you and rafe was far from over.
you walked around the fair grounds for almost fifteen more minutes before you had decided you were better off at home eating some greasy takeout and having a rom-com movie marathon in nothing but your comfy pj’s.
just as you were on your way to the exit, a flashing heart with the words ‘TUNNEL OF LOVE.. find your lover inside!’ caught your attention. deciding you’d at least inquire about it, you walked up to the ride operator and asked away. “excuse me! hi, i was just wondering what does the whole ‘find your lover inside!’ thing mean?” the woman lit up as if she had been dying to answer this question.
“so basically there’s another roller coaster coming from the other side, and once you two meet inside, the ride will stop for two minutes before coming back out to the respective entrances.” she explained. “so it’s like speed dating?” you smiled, the idea enthralling you. “yeah, that’s exactly it!” she nodded. you weighed out your options and decided a little excitement wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
“i’m suprised you don’t have a line, how much is it to get on?” you took your wallet out of your purse as she replied. “if you have a full-access wristband it’s free, but if not then it’ll be five dollars exactly.” you handed over the small bill, smiling to yourself as she let you through the metal gate. “it looks like two people can fit in here—” just as you stepped in, rafe came running from the opposite direction.
“stop the ride!” he shouted, his chest rising and falling as he bent over to catch his breath. you blinked. “it’s not even on, you drama queen.” taking a seat, you were about to pull the metal bar over your lap before he shouted again. “i’ll give you fifty bucks if you let me get on with her!” you crossed your arms over your chest, not expecting the ride operator to actually let him in. “seriously?!” you gasped when he walked through, flashing you a wink.
“sorry!” she pushed the guardrail over you and rafe until it locked in place before starting the ride. “this will all be over in two minutes.” you glared at him, trying to scoot as many centimeters away from him as you could. “that’s fine with me.” he shrugged. he leaned back in the cart, red and pink flashing lights illuminating the space in which you two rolled into slowly.
rafe kept his eyes on you, watching as you avoided his gaze. “why don’t you like me? serious question..” you sighed, finally giving him your full undivided attention. you opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. “what?” you acted like you didn’t hear him the first time, wracking your brain for any kind of answer. he smiled teasingly, pointing a finger at you. “i asked you why you don’t like me and you can’t even answer me!” you waved him off, facing the other way to hide the smile on your lips.
truthfully, you didn’t really know who rafe was. like just by himself as an individual. you knew that his friends were all assholes though, including the one who your best friend was willing to drop everything for. “i hate your friends,” you started, “and you are who you keep company with, sooo..” rafe cleared his throat as the roller coaster came to a stop. the inside of the ‘love tunnel’ was lit up with baby cherubs along the walls, red hearts and fairy lights adorning the interior.
“me and my friends are very different from each other.. i think you’d be surprised.” you hummed, adjusting the pendant on your necklace. “maybe..” the other roller coaster cart strolled in from the other side, the seats empty. “i guess it’s a good thing that i tagged along, since you would’ve been all by yourself if i didn’t.”
you glanced over at him, his blue eyes standing out in the pinkish lighting. “..yeah, i guess.” rafe’s head shot up as soon as the words left your mouth. “you really think so?” he scooted closer, the action making you laugh. “don’t push it.” you warned him, in which he held his hands up defensively. “okay, okay!” rafe had this smitten look on his face as if making you smile was his life’s greatest achievement.
“so you told me why you didn’t like me, which is fair, but i want a real chance at proving you wrong. can you at least give me that?” rafe hesitantly rested a hand on your knee, the hopeful look in his eyes making your heart melt into a soft puddle of mush. “hmm..” you pretended to think, the anticipation making rafe’s leg bounce. “okay. only under one condition though..” rafe nodded frantically.
“anything.”
“tell me why you like me so much when i avoid you like the plague, and never seemingly look in your direction.. like ever.” the man next to you snorted. “you want me to go down my full list? ‘cause we’ll be sitting here all night—” just then, the ride operator’s voice boomed through the intercom speakers from inside the tunnel. “hi, i’m so sorry for the inconvenience, but we’re having some technical difficulties and my electrician guy says it’ll be at least an hour or two before you could leave. i promise to issue a full refund once you two are off.”
you and rafe looked at each other half concerned and half amused. “..so, you were saying?”
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hellsslibrary · 2 days ago
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Crazy idea but Omega Shuto Sendou and breeding kink. (Idk if you do heats but I would like to request that too.)
P.s. LUVVVVV your blue lock posts, especially that sae and skirt one❤️❤️❤️
Life is short so why the hell are you wasting it holding back when I'm here like this? (My husband's quotes as titles day 2)
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MASTERLIST is here.
#a.n. : I'll be brutally honest, he's so 100% straight in my eyes... This was really hard to write, I was picturing him getting fucked by a woman lol. 🌻 I can't picture him with a man (unless it not works out with his actresses, which is probably the case).
!!Warnings: top!male!reader (can be woman tho, it was in my mind), bottom!shuto, A/B/O, heat cycle, mention of impregnation, cumming inside, Sendou in your shirt, 'whore' one time, round number two million three hundred and five thousand four hundred and twenty seven (Sendou is REALLY insatiable here), mention of scratches on your back/lower back/butt, praise in both directions, Sendou is a bit of a tsundere(?), the reader suffers as I do while writing this LMAO.
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"Come on, don't sto-stop, co-come on," escaped his lips for the umpteenth time that evening, while he was lying on his side with his leg raised, and you continued your thrusts inside him.
What time do you fuck? Who knows. How many times have you cum inside? God only knows. How long will it last? So long that after death you will probably be stewing in all the cauldrons of Hell for this lustfulness.
No, seriously, how much longer will it take for this guy to be satisfied? He looks like he's not going to stop for another couple of hours. The way his glass eyes stared at the wall in mute, well, not quite, pleasure was even funny.
You push his raised thigh to the side, making the bed creak under his shifted weight, and he scowls at you, though moans escape his lips, as if in another second you will fuck his whole being out of him.
"You're so fucking hungry... And still so tight," you grumble almost displeased, throwing both of his legs over your shoulder, penetrating his hole, from which mixtures of his slick and your cum were dripping, causing him to arch his back with a trembling moan.
"You're so big inside... I nee-need to make sure that the fe-fertilization has taken pl-place, stupid," his hand falls on his face, covering his eyes, which only makes you exhale in defeat.
Your body bends closer, Sendou's body bends almost in half, although he doesn't seem against the idea, just lowering his hand from his face, revealing the tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Sensitive. Greedy. Whore."
You emphasize your every word with a thrust into him, making sure that you touch everything you need, not being surprised when he comes again, covering your shirt with his fluids again.
His hands grab onto your bare back as you nuzzle into his neck, starting to cover the white skin with hickeys until he can only whimper. His legs were shaking on your shoulders like an aspen leaf, his knees were pressed against his chest making his breathing even harder.
"It's so, fuck, good... the-there... Hi-hit it again... Hard-harder!" he mumbles unintelligibly because of the amount of saliva in his mouth, and you just smile against his neck, biting his collarbone, making him cry out, and pulling away.
"Whatever you say," you shrug, wishing you could just get him to pass out and continue after at least a couple of hours, considering how your hips are already hurting.
The bed immediately started hitting the wall when your hands lift his hips a little higher. And his head rises from the pillows in a loud, ragged moan, pulling another orgasm out of him.
You curse when he squeezes you as if in a vice, which makes you come too, filling him. And when you don't hear the reaction, you look up, and fuck, you just thank all living things when you see that he's asleep.
Your cock slips out of him, reflexively thrusting his cum back inside him, which makes him twitch a little and you cover him with a blanket, looking at the calendar... And then a whimper escapes your lips when you see that this is only the first day of estrus, and you just lean back on the bed, wiping the tears from his face.
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plutosillywrites · 1 day ago
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part 2 of plus sized! reader who gets swooped up by the boys in the bar..
CW: oralf!receiving, themes of sex, 5some basically lol, 18+!
after successfully slotting you thigh to thigh against Gaz and John, across the booth sits Johnny, and Simon. you can’t help but feel a little squirmy being squeezed between two muscular men.
Gaz is a cheeky shit, hand placed daringly on your thigh, rubbing back and forth. “so,” Gaz starts turning his focus to you— as does the rest of them. “can i get the honor of knowing your name?” you say your name to the group, and hear an echo of their names back.
“you guys have such handsome names..” you smile, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. “that’s awful sweet coming from you, love.” says john, and ohhh fuck—
your daddy issues have never been more apparent than now when you look at him, greying and gruff in all the right places. you look away— your face heating up so quick that you’re just a tad embarrassed.
“haha.. thank you..” you say, nervousness dripping in your words, you look towards simon and johnny, and you’re taken aback—
simon’s eyes are piercing, gorgeous, and completely focused on you and you alone. “you are a fuckin’ stunning lass.” johnny says, his eyes also trained on you.
you smile, sheepish— and you closely resemble charlie browns wobbly smile, “thank you.. you’re all making me blush.” you say, like they don’t already know—
the smirk they’re all wearing tells you it all.
“can’t blame us for thinking a bird like you is just so pretty…” simon trails off, and you feel gaz’s hand slide farther up your thigh, until you feel it stop right before your core..
“if you don’t want me to do this— tell me now,” you don’t move to say no, in fact you position your legs for him to have better access. “..want it— but i wanna lay on a comfy bed.. please.” this earns a laugh from the group, and gaz (much to your dismay) removes his hand and fixes your dress.
one by one you all slid out from the booth, before you can ask whose place we’re going to the boys are already tugging you towards their car, john in the drivers seat, gaz in the passenger. in the back it consists of johnny, you, and then simon. and they take full advantage of having you to themselves.
johnny leans over, after buckling all three of you, his lips dusting over the shell of your ear. “aye, lass.. you might drive me fuckin’ crazy..” before leaving soft kisses down your throat.
and simon leaves no time to waste, sucking hard on the other side of your neck— which is sure to leave marks in the morning, (are you really complaining though.. no.) his hand making its way to push up your dress.
his hand falters, only waiting obediently for your approval— and you can’t barely think with two hot men kissing and sucking on your neck. “please— please touch me—“ you rasp out, pants and quiet moans leaving your lips as johnny continue his ruthless attack on your neck.
“are you guys leaving us out?” gaz says from the front— but you can tell from his voice that he doesn’t feel offended at all, in fact, you can see him looking from the corner of his eye.
tilting your head back and grinding into simon’s hand, as he’s slipped it into your pretty black lace panties, rubbing softly at your bud, tight circles that leave you almost breathless.
johnny makes quick work too, tilting your head towards him so he can capture your lips in a kiss that has your head spinning and your hand trapping at his jacket. his jungles against your lips “you taste so good bonnie.”
the car stops, and you only realize it has when johnny breaks away and simon’s pulls away from your neck and underwear, you let out a whine of protest but get silence with a light pat to your thigh. “patience— you’ll get what you want, lovie.” simon’s whispers out, restraint evident in his voice.
the boys usher you out of the car and into their shared home, and as soon as that door closes you can bet your ass they’re hands are all over you, john is kissing you with such passion you can’t even tell whose hands are whose that are touching you.
your moans against john’s lips as he leads you to the bed room, pulling away with a grin— “you are so needy.. poor thing needs to be fucked real good, doesn’t she?” and you nod your head, quickly— it’s been far too long since anyone good had touched you, let alone 4 fucking men.
simon lays down and tugs you down on top of him, you with your dress on partly unzipped, you try to reach behind you but simon stops you, slowly unzipping your dress, sliding your sleek black dress of your body.
simon’s hands travel up your chest, grabbing your pretty tits in your lacy black bra in the palms of his hands, “so fucking gorgeous..” his whispers in your ear, and when your readjust in his lap— you can feel just how attracted he his to you too with his hard on. “i.. ah- could say the exact same to you..” and you can feel his smile on your skin.
your trance is broken when you feel hand nudging your knees apart, and you see johnny knelt between your legs, behind him gaz and john are in a heated kiss, and you feel a tingling sensation in your stomach, “wait- wait, are you sure?” you ask johnny.
the last couple guys you were with were barely men clearly, not wanting to go anywhere near your pussy unless it meant getting their dick wet— but johnny? johnny is different, (a real man) and he is insulted you’d assume such a thing.
“am i sure? darlin’.. is the sky blue?” he says, nipping and kissing at your thighs, before looking up at you with the eyes of a beggar. “please, wanna taste you bonnie.. wanna make you feel so good.” you breath gets caught in your throat, and you feel simon reach and grab your legs— holding them apart perfectly for johnny. “cmon, love.. let ‘im have a taste. i know i want one too..”
you sigh blissfully, before nodding, your lips parted in a euphoric expression. “please johnny.. want you to—“ and he cuts you off with a long lick with his tongue bottom to top across your clothed pussy, causing a sharp gasp from you at the feeling. he smiles and latches his lips to your bud through your panties, sucking and licking at it.
you squirm and pitchy, sweet whines leave your throat as simon tilts your head down, making you watch johnny, gaz and john slide on either side of you.
you grind against johnnys tongue until you feel him remove himself, you moan and whimper, “why— why’d you stop? so close— wanna cum..” you whine, rolling your hips in a circle which causes johnny to grab your love handles. “the boys want a turn too.. would be so mean of you to deny them your tasty cunt, lassie…” johnny murmurs, sliding from your legs and letting gaz take his place.
“yeah, baby, i wanna make you moan for me too.. so unfair.” gaz says with a faux pout, but you know it’s just a facade, your eyes are watery and you’re still trying to move your hips. “please- please, touch me again!” gaz laughs, his head ducking to your cunt, grappling the hem of your panties with his teeth and pulling them down and off, tossing them somewhere in the room.
his tongue gives soft kitten licks at your bud, finger teasing softly at your hole, slick and sticky from how wet you are, you let out a whimper, your hips rolling in a circle on his tongue and fingers.
he tuts at your whines before giving in and sliding his fingers inside, one at first and adding more as he goes, each thrust hitting that spot deep inside which has your brain turning to mush, soft gasp turn to erratic moans leaving your pretty parted lips.
“don’t stop— please, almost there..” your voice trails off into a long whine, but gaz removes his lips and his fingers regretfully from your core, leaving a trail of kisses on your thighs. “wouldn’t be fair if i let you cum before john and simon got to try..” he sits up and you see john towering behind him, his eyes greedy and hungry.
you let your hand travel down your body, resting right before your core. your eyes lidded, with a dark look. “john.. wanna feel you.. please?” you say, your voice soft like silk to him, he crawls up to you a laugh escaping his throat.
“how could i say no to you, love?” he says, his tongue gently playing at your hole, teasing, taunting.. you lean your head back against simon’s shoulder, moans and mewls leaving your lips as your hands go towards johns hair, you feel another hand slowly inching down towards your core.
you look down and realizes it’s simon’s, his fingers rubbing soft but tight circles on your clit, pressing soft kisses to your crown. “so pretty, love.” simon mumbles.
your moans and erratic breathes quicken, your hand reaching out for simon’s thigh. “oh- oh fuck, so close, please.. please!” you roll your hips on simon’s fingers and johns tongue.
you feel john groan against your core, his tongue going quicker and hitting that spot deep inside, simon’s fingers work at your bud rapidly, “c’mon, lovie.. doin’ so good for us, cum for us.”
your rolling hips come to a stop, your breathe hitches and that tight rope in your core snaps, cumming on their tongue and fingers, you slump into simon’s body. clenching pathetically on john’s tongue when he tries to pull away.
when you look around you notice johnny and gaz are somewhere else— and they come back with new clothes and a wet clothe to wipe you down, and you smile meekly at them.
“thank you..” you say, a tiredness overcoming you as you try to blink it away. they laugh breathlessly and wipe you down, johnny sliding on some boxers onto you after. “anythin’ love. you name it, we’ll get it.” they say, putting a shirt on you and curling up at your sides.
you look at them questionably, “don’t you want me to pay you all back?” some frown at your comment, before johnny pipes up. “we wanted to make you feel good— you were our focus. c’mon.. wanna cuddle n sleep now. m’kay?” he says, voice drawing off into a yawn. simon’s voice catches your attention, “because, you’re ours now— we’ve got all the time in the world to have you.. properly.” he whispers.
you smile, and a blush dusts your cheeks, before sliding off simon and onto your side. you lay curled between all these men, who seemed to care for you and have a deep fondness too. you’re in paradise.. and frankly never want to leave.
pt 1 https://www.tumblr.com/plutosillywrites/775042858040311808/imagine-plus-sizereader-going-to-the-bar-for-a
(an// hi !! i hope you guys enjoyed and this lives up to your expectations:3 )
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mistercrowbar · 17 hours ago
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Terribly sorry if you've answered this before, but what would Companion Aldiirn's greetings be, at those varying approval levels?
(I only ask bc I'm writing my character's rn and im curious lol)
I did write some ages ago but I could never figure out any for flirting/partnered stages because I am bad at that. So thank you for getting me to dust them all off and add more:
Negative Approval: has the air of a retail employee who cannot leave their post under threat of reprimand.
Hello.
Did you need help with something?
Is there something you need?
May I be of service to you?
(contextual) Yes, Mistress?
Neutral Approval: Chipper, retail voice.
Whatever you need, I can provide.
Aldiirn, at your service.
Good day, saer!
Every moment is a brand new opportunity!
(contextual) What does the mistress require?
Positive Approval: More cheeky and animated in his movements, but isn’t dropping the bit.
My favourite client! What can do for you?
Whatever you need, I can provide - terms and conditions apply please check regulations with your local outpost before placing an order.
G’day, mate!
Whatever you ask, you’ll have the Iaurrhen Guarantee.
(contextual) May the mistress be pleased with my service.
Flirting: Not too different from Positive.
Bright one today, isn’t it? But there’s always opportunity.
The Aldiirn Guarantee, just for you!
Many hands lighten the load. How may I unburden you?
My new friend, always delighted to work at your side.
Partnered: Sappy and sing-songy, big eyes just looking at the player.
Ussta alurlsrin.
My love, my loam, my home away from home.
I will forever wade in the shadows of your wake. To where shall we go?
Yes, my brightest cap?
Being sent back to camp:
Has my performance not been satisfactory? Give me the chance, allow me to make it right.
[on confirmation he must go] Oh… well, then… I’ll be counting inventory.
Spoken to by someone other than the player:
Pardon me, I’m currently busy with another client.
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kiwriteswords · 23 hours ago
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Hiii sorry if this is too late for missing scenes Monday (or maybe this can be Thirsty Thursday!) but I'm thinking of post-Reaper attack between 5x01 - 5x02, Hotch having a secret fuck buddy/friend with benefits to work out his frustrations 👀
Because that's what I want to be for him lol
The Aftermath [Aaron Hotchner x Reader]
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Ki2k Masterlist||MainMasterlist (not updated, sorry!)|| Ao3||Word Count: >>>1k|| AN: Not too late! My apologies for it being so short! Thank you for sending in and being a part of my 2k celebration! <3 *note, I think I will not be tagging my usual taglist in these, as I do not want everyone to have their notifications blown up by my short drabbles and/or excessive posting for this event!*
Tags/Warnings: female reader, canon typical themes, canon typical injuries, spoilers-ish to 5.01/5.02, hurt!hotch, sexual themes, friends-with-benefits, fade to black smut, sexual tension, caregiver!reader, BAU!Reader, mdni
Summary: Hotch thinks the benefits part of your 'friends with benefits' situation may really help the way he's feeling when recovering from being attacked by The Reaper.
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Your heels clicked softly against the hardwood floor of Aaron Hotchner’s apartment, the sound muffled by the pervasive silence that seemed to hang heavily in the air. The door had been left unlocked, just as he’d texted you it would be, a small act of trust that you didn’t take lightly, especially now.
As you entered, you paused for a moment, struck by his appearance. Hotch was sitting on the couch, his posture unusually rigid against the softness of the cushions. His face was drawn, the remnants of pain evident in the tight set of his jaw and the way his eyes briefly closed when he adjusted his position. The bandages peeking out from under his shirt near his neck served as a jarring reminder of the attack that had nearly taken his life.
You took in the surroundings of his apartment. On the coffee table sat a prescription, which looked unopened, and a cup of coffee--likely the only thing he had eaten or drank in the last 48 hours since being home. 
“Hotch,” you said softly, keeping your voice gentle, not wanting to startle him.
He opened his eyes, and a flicker of relief passed through them as he saw you. “You came.”
“I said I would.” You set down the bag of groceries you’d brought with you in the kitchen, making a mental note to fill his fridge with something more substantial than takeout containers and old coffee. 
Over the months, your relationship had evolved into a convenient arrangement of late-night visits and quiet departures--no promises made, no strings attached. But today was different. You felt different seeing him. Your eyes caught the cut out spot on the carpet, a mental reminder that you almost didn’t see him again. 
“How are you feeling?”
“Like I was stabbed in the chest,” he replied dryly, a hint of his usual stoicism laced with dark humor. You knew this was his way of coping, of grounding himself back to reality.
Walking over to him, you took a seat on the other end of the couch, giving him space yet staying close enough to share warmth. “I can imagine that doesn’t feel great.”
He watched you, his gaze intense and searching. His voice was rough, and he said, "I...I could use a different kind of distraction, though."
The atmosphere thickened, laden with unspoken yet palpable tension. This was always the dance you two did so well--words veiling more profoundly, unsaid things. It worked this way--it did. You weren’t itching to label things, but the way your heart quicked seeing him so…so raw. So vulnerable.
Since the attack, since Foyet, everything felt more intense, more serious. Your relationship, hidden under the guise of late-night visits and stolen moments at work, now bore the weight of his near-death experience.
“Hotch, you need to rest,” you said, reaching out tentatively to adjust a cushion behind him, your hand brushing against his arm. The contact sent a familiar jolt through you, but you focused on his comfort rather than the building tension.
“I am resting,” he insisted, though the edge in his voice told you it was the last thing he felt. Trapped in his apartment, in his body that hadn’t fully healed, in his mind that never stopped--rest was a foreign concept to him. "I could use some company...maybe a bit more, if you’re up for it."
You paused, your heart skipping a beat. "Aaron, I don't think that’s a good idea," you said gently, worried about his physical condition. You looked down to the gauze peeking out from the hem of his shirt. The bandaged spon on his arm from where the IV was. The bruising on his cheek. 
"I need this," he pressed, his expression earnest. He waved a hand toward his bandaged torso with a grimace, an awkward reminder of his vulnerability. "I need to feel something other than this, even if it's just for a moment."
You swallowed hard, your resolve wavering. This was uncharted territory. The casual ease of our previous encounters hadn't prepared us for the raw edges of such real need. "I’m afraid of hurting you," you confessed, feeling the weight of his gaze intensify.
"I'm not made of glass," he countered softly, a hint of his usual firmness returning. "And I trust you. You’ve always known where to draw the line, haven't you?"
The weight of his trust in you, in your understanding of his limits, made your decision for you. Slowly, you moved closer, still cautious but now with a new purpose. "Okay, but at any sign that it's too much--"
He reached out, his hand finding yours, his touch gentle yet certain. "I'll let you know," he promised, his thumb brushing against your skin soothingly.
"Let's take it slow," you suggested, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his forehead, a gesture of care mingled with the promise of more.
"Slow is perfect," he agreed, his other hand coming up to cradle your face, bringing you closer for a gentle, probing kiss that spoke of gratitude and need.
The kiss deepened gradually, more about connection than passion, yet it stirred a familiar heat within you both. Hotch remained careful, mindful of his injuries, but his kisses grew more insistent, fueled by a mixture of frustration and desire. Each touch was a whisper against your skin, a silent conversation between comfort and desire, pulling you deeper into the complexity of our connection.
As you responded, matching his intensity, the world outside his recovery, the pain, and the medications momentarily faded. Here, in this quiet space filled only with the sound of shared breaths, you pulled back slightly, checking his expression for any sign of discomfort. "Are you okay?" you asked, breathless.
"More than okay," he assured you, his eyes bright for the first time since the attack. "I need this...I need you. Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me for that," you whispered, settling beside him. Here, with Hotch, you were both finding a way to mend, a path forward that allowed him to heal not just in body but in his spirit.
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lilhawkeye3 · 22 hours ago
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I wanted to thank you for your breakdown because honestly I'm really new to kendrick's music overall, not like us is what really exposed me moreso to him, and while I did recognize that he was talking about a LOT of things about drake, it was things I couldn't really unpack myself as a nonblack person and understand the depths of (but I still could appreciate that drake was a horrible guy and kendrick was speaking as a matter of ethics, not just a personal diss). seeing the superbowl performance was amazing, but it was so hard to put into words why, and I'm gonna honestly be showing a lot of my friends your post cause it's just that good of a breakdown
Thank you so much! And IMO better late than never because you're still here with us! Welcome to the party lol.
I will say that Kendrick has won a Pulitzer. He is very conscious of his wordplay but also how it has different layers depending on context. Yes of course "Not Like Us" is about Drake, it was directly a result of their feud as to how/when it was released... and he talks to Drake in it lol. But there are a lot of things not about Drake in there too that call out the rest of the industry and the audience as a whole too.
He's a very visual performer as well, so some of this only comes through when you watch his work. I highly recommend looking at some of his music videos, and his performance from the 2016 Grammys. This made white people/the industry FURIOUS. It's incredibly poignant.
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acexsmhking · 3 days ago
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TICCI TOBY WITH A THING FOR KNUCKLE RUBBING LORD I BEG THAT IS THE REQUEST
𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲
(𝗮𝗱𝘃.) 𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Toby relationship knacks
note: i actually just got done with a full sobbing breakdown so this ask genuinely made me giggle i love you😭😂
Warning(s): GN!Reader, fluff nothing else<3 kinda..
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No cause Anon you’re so right, like idk about anyone else but I LOVE knuckle rubs just in general and Toby 100% rubs your knuckles. All of them!!
Especially that little knuckle bone on your wrist tho I guess that’s a wrist bone.. what the difference..
But omg Toby LOVES hands; he loves holding your hand, kissing your fingers, your palms, EVERYTHING!
Toby is a very very touchy grabby feely person like 98.99% of the time. Of course he has his moments where that depression or anxiety hits all of us and he just,.. cannot handle any human interaction
But trust! He is holding your hands, thumb rubbing your knuckles, occasionally bringing your hand up to kiss.
And Toby is actually very open about PDA. Toby doesn’t really care about other people’s opinions or feelings if it isn’t you.. Tim.. Brian.. and Kate. So. Like. Ya know.
He keeps it more PG around them but 100% expect that if Toby ever does wiggle his way into town with you to go shopping he will slap your ass no care
So yeah no one is like shocked by just HOW often he kisses your knuckles. And it’s a lot
Toby pretty much is always with you, sure he heads off for house chores and maintenance and food but other that Toby is with you the whole 24HRS.
So he just… holds your hand. It’s really great actually. Toby doesn’t sweat, and he’s pretty chill not necessarily cold. So like it’s weirdly comfortable and satisfying to hold his hand
Sometimes he’ll hold your hand in his mouth if he’s doing something but still wants some body part of yours
We love the little cutie patootie
Toby 100% is the kinda guy that holds your hand when you guys have sex. I mean it, he loves it. He craves it. It’s just so.. close and intimate like those sappy old adult movies
*sobs*
Not to mention if YOU kiss his knuckles? Yeah he feels his heart tingle; back flipping, doing the tango. Toby is a very big emotion feeler. He feels rather intensely a majority of the time
Like he will break down crying holding your face telling you how much he loves you…
Me with my dog
But he is just a sucker for love. Don’t get me wrong, yes Toby has his moments, and his flaws, and lingering issues. But at the end of the day it genuinely is.. exhausting. And Toby isn’t just some emotionally stupid person he’s stupidly smart if anything lol
Especially canonically
And sometimes after eating a family of five, with your weird demon friend and masked adoptive mom you just wanna go home to your beloved and hold hands
Nothing wrong with that..
Omg going on dates Toby 100% holds your hand across the table. I don’t make the rules
(Ok sure your dates are always at home or the picnic table he built for you but it still counts)
He also LOVEEES how your hands feel, especially that soft skin one your knuckles. He had very very worked hands and just lovessss the differences in textures it itches something in his brain
Ride him, hold his hands as you bounce he will get you pregnant. Sucks if your a guy or mtf he don’t give a fuck. m!preg bitch take that
All in all. While Toby is 99.98% of the time a chaotic bundle of cannibalism, weird morals, demon possession and neurodivergence when he’s with you his only the neurodivergent and chaos LMAO
someone draw Toby kissing some hands<3
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: ̗̀➛ Thank you again for this ask I have actually been so stupidly stressed today and this made me feel better. I promise Deer anon and other anon I am working on your requests too!! Just well tumblr decided not to save half the progress LMAO deer anon yours should come out tomorrow! — Ace
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 3 days ago
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Hii!! So o just started rewatching Once Upon A Time, and I just had a thought about Jefferson omg!!
Would it be okay if I request a Jefferson x fem!reader where she is Emma’s sister (technically twin, but Y/n somehow got sent to a later time than Emma, so she’s in her early 20s so she’s younger than Emma)? After the curse is broken they find her at her barista job and she comes back to Storybook with them (after the Charmings prove they’re her parents and Emma is her sister). Anyways, she moves in with her parents and gets super close with them and the rest of her family (and everyone in storybook) and she happens to meet Jefferson when she’s checking out the bookstore in town? She immediately draws his eyes and he definitely flirts with her!! Anyways, they start dating in secret until her parents come across them cuddling (in Y/n’s defense her parents weren’t supposed to be home yet lol). David being soo protective like he was when he found out Hook was seeing Emma, and Mary being so shook lol, also Emma would be kind of shook too lol after her experience with him. Y/n and Jefferson just really love each other a lot, and his daughter really wants her dad to marry Y/n because she wants her to be her Mom🥹
True Love » Jefferson/Mad Hatter
Pairings: Jefferson x Female Reader
Summary: You and Jefferson find true love in each other shortly after the curse is broken.
Warnings: Fluff, tiny bit of Angst (not Jefferson), language, kissing, crying (happy tears), pet names
A/N: Thank you for the lovely request @kpopgirlbtssvt 🩵
A/N #2: I’m still catching up on Once Upon A Time since I haven’t watched it in a while. I apologize if I get anything wrong.
Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.
Header made by @buck-star
GIF IS NOT MINE! Gif credit goes to the creator.
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Immediately after the curse was finally broken, Emma went to find her parents with Henry, only to find out that her parents are Prince Charming and Snow White.
“Where’s your sister?” Snow asks.
“Sister? I have a sister?” Emma asks, looking from her mom to her dad.
“You have a twin sister. Her name is Y/N. Although, the curse may have affected her differently.” Charming tells her.
“What do you mean differently?” She asks.
Henry opened his book and flipped to the page you’re on and handed it to Emma. Emma took the book from Henry and read your part of the story. She was taken by surprise by what she read.
“Y/N got sent later in time, but she looks younger than me.” Emma reads aloud, looking up at her parents.
Snow and Charming nodded, confirming it.
“Where is she?” She asks.
“I know where she is.” Henry chimes in.
“Take me to where she is, Henry.” Emma says.
Henry nods with a smile and started walking with Emma, Snow, and Charming following behind him. They didn’t have to walk far. You were working at a coffee shop a street away.
“Where is she?” Emma asks, looking around the coffee shop.
“She’s the lady pouring coffee.” Henry says, pointing at you.
Emma looks over at you, looking at you for a moment before walking over to the counter.
“Hi! What can I get you guys?” You asked politely.
“I- Is there anyway that we can talk to you for a moment?” Emma asks.
You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before calling one of your coworkers over to take over for you. You followed Emma, Henry, Snow, and Charming to a table and sat down.
“What do you guys want to talk about?” You asked.
“I know this is going to sound crazy and trust me, I thought it was crazy at first too, but I’m your twin sisters and they’re your parents.” Emma tells you.
Your eyebrows shot up. You were caught by surprise.
“What?” You asked, making sure you heard her right.
“It’s true.” Snow says.
You sat there completely speechless. Henry opened his book and flipped it to the page that explains everything.
“This will help.” Henry says, putting the book in front of you.
You read the pages you’re on. The book confirms everything for you. Prince Charming and Snow White are your parents and Emma is your twin sister.
“How is this possible? How are you and I twins if I’m younger than you?” You asked, looking at Emma.
“From what I just learned, there was a curse that was just broken and when it was casted you got sent a little further in time than me.” Emma explains.
“Who casted the spell?” You asked.
“The Evil Queen.” Charming says.
You leaned back against the chair, trying your best to process everything you just learned.
“Everything we’re telling you is true, Y/N.” Snow says.
“It came as a shock to me as well.” Emma says.
“We would like to get to know you, if you’re ok with that.” Charming says.
You thought about it for a moment. You spent your whole life trying to figure out who your parents are and now that they’re sitting in front of you, along with your twin sister, you want to get to know that.
“I would like that.” You say softly, making them smile.
Over the next few months, you got to know your family and you ended up moving in with your parents. Today, you were going to a bookstore. You accidentally bumped into someone when you were trying to open the door to the bookstore.
“I am so sorry!” You apologized. “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking.” You say.
“No need to apologize. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking either.” The man says with a small chuckle.
When you looked up at him, you couldn’t help but notice how pretty and how blue his eyes are. You got lost in them.
“Forgive me for staring, but you have very pretty eyes.” You complimented.
“I’m pretty sure all of the prettiness is reserved for you, darling.” He compliments flirtatiously, flashing a smile at you and making you blush. “I’m Jefferson.” He says, holding his hand out for you to shake.
“I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself, shaking his hand.
“If it’s ok with you, I’d like to take you out on a date.” Jefferson says with a hopeful smile.
“I’d love that.” You smiled.
“I’ll see you tomorrow at 7pm.” He says.
“See you tomorrow.” You smiled.
You walked inside the bookstore with a smile on your face. All you could think about is your date with Jefferson. Instead of buying a book, you went straight home to look for something cute to wear on your date with him tomorrow night.
You and Jefferson got really close after a few dates. Jefferson found out you’re one of the daughters of Snow White and Prince Charming. You found out he has a daughter named Grace who you met the other. Jefferson brought her into the coffee shop you work at for you two to meet and you two get along perfectly. Shortly after meeting Grace, you and Jefferson made it official. Except, your parents don’t know about it. As of right now, you and Jefferson are cuddling in your bedroom.
“Grace really likes you.” Jefferson says, gently rubbing your back.
“I like her too. She’s a great kid.” You say, playing with his scarf.
“She is.” He smiles.
You looked up at him, admiring his handsome features.
“You’re staring, sweetheart.” Jefferson says, looking down at you.
“No I’m not. I’m simply admiring how handsome my boyfriend is.” You say.
“Well, in that case…” He kisses you. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.” He says softly.
You smiled and blushed before leaning up to kiss him softly and passionately. The kiss got cut short when your parents walked in your bedroom.
“Y/N!” Charming says loudly.
You and Jefferson separated from each other to see your parents standing in the doorway of your room.
“Mom, dad, what are you guys doing home early?” You asked, your face red with embarrassment.
“We should be asking you why he’s in your bed.” Charming says, gesturing to Jefferson and narrowing his eyes at him.
To save yourselves from even more embarrassment, Jefferson got off your bed.
“I’ll see myself out.” Jefferson grabbed his jacket. “I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart.” He says softly, kissing your cheek.
You gave him a smile and watched him leave.
“Dad, why would you do that?” You asked.
“I didn’t do anything. You had the Mad Hatter over without our permission.” He says.
“Him and I were just cuddling. That’s what boyfriends and girlfriends do.” You say.
Your parent’s eyes went wide when you said that.
“Sweetie, did you say boyfriend and girlfriend?” Snow asks, making sure she heard you right.
Your eyes went wide.
“Yes.” You mumbled.
Charming shook his head and walked out of your room.
“I love him, mom and he loves me.” You tell her. “Don’t make us break up. Him and I are happy together. What we have is true love.” You say.
“I’ll talk to your father.” She says.
You nodded as she walked out of your room.
“Darling?” Snow says softly as she walks in the living room where Charming is.
“I don’t want our daughter dating the Mad Hatter.” Charming says.
“She’s in love and happy with him.” She says.
“He’s a mad man.” He says.
“Don’t you want our daughter to be happy?” She asks.
“Yes. Just not with him.” He says.
“Whether we like it or not, she’s not going to break up with him.” She says.
Charming thought about it for a moment. All he wants is for his daughters to be happy. As much as he doesn’t like Jefferson, he makes you happy.
“Ok, fine.” Charming sighs. “Y/N, come here please!” He calls out.
You went downstairs to the living room where your parents are.
“Are you going to make me break up with Jefferson?” You asked, your eyes tearing up.
“As much as I don’t like him, no. I want you to be happy. You can stay with him.” Charming tells you.
You smiled and hugged both of your parents. They hugged you back and smiled.
“I love you guys so much!” You say.
“I want to give him a talk though.” He says.
“What kind of talk?” You asked.
“I just want to tell him what’s going to happen if he ever breaks your heart.” He says.
“He won’t do that, dad.” You say.
“I just want to be sure.” He says.
The next day, Jefferson and Grace met you at the coffee shop you work at. It’s something they do frequently after Jefferson picks Grace up from school. Jefferson gets Grace a hot chocolate and a treat and gets himself a tea as usual.
“Y/N!” Grace exclaims excitedly.
“Hi, Grace!” You smiled.
Grace ran over to you, greeting you with a hug. Jefferson greeted you with a kiss on your lips.
“How much more does your father hate me?” Jefferson asks.
“Not as much as you’d think. He wants to talk to you.” You say.
You got Jefferson and Grace their drinks and treats. They always sit at a table and wait for you to finish work.
“What does your father want to talk to me about?” Jefferson asks as you, him, and Grace walk inside your parent’s house.
“He just wants to make sure you don’t break my heart.” You say.
“You know I’m not going to do that, sweetheart.” He says, pecking your lips softly.
As a father himself, Jefferson understands why Charming wants to talk to him. He would do the same thing if it were Grace.
“Mom, dad! I’m home!” You announced throughout the house.
You found your parents in the living room.
“Hi, sweetie.” Snow smiles. “Let’s go to the kitchen so your father can talk to Jefferson.” She says.
You nodded and followed your mom to the kitchen with Grace following right beside you.
“Jefferson.” Charming says.
“Charming.” Jefferson says.
There was an awkward silence between the two men for a moment before Charming said something.
“Y/N tells me and Snow that you two are in love.” Charming says.
“That’s right.” Jefferson confirms. “Your daughter makes me happy.” He says.
Charming stared at him for a few seconds to see if he was telling the truth, in which he is.
“You have a daughter so I’m sure you’d say the same thing if the roles were reversed.” Charming begins. “If you break my daughter’s heart, I’ll hurt you in the same way you hurt her.” He says.
“I’m not going to break her heart. I love her and so does my daughter. She’s an amazing influence for Grace.” Jefferson says.
Emma walks in the house, walking in the living room, accidentally interrupting yours and hers dad’s conversation with Jefferson.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I thought mom and Y/N were in here.” Emma says.
“They’re in the kitchen with Grace.” Charming tells her.
Emma nods and looks at Jefferson, narrowing her eyes at him before going to the kitchen.
“Why’s dad talking to Jefferson?” Emma asks as she sat down at the table.
“He wants to tell him to not break my heart.” You say.
“Not to break your heart? What do you mean?” She asks.
“Papa and Y/N are boyfriend and girlfriend.” Grace tells Emma.
A shocked expression formed on Emma’s face when Grace told her that.
“You and Jefferson are dating?” Emma asks.
“Yes.” You answered.
“For how long?” She asks.
“A few weeks.” You answered.
“Maybe you can be my new mom!” Grace chimes in excitedly.
You stared at Grace in surprise when she said that.
“They would have to get married first before she can be your new mom, Grace.” Snow says.
“I know.” Grace smiles.
A few months later, Jefferson asked you to move in with him and Grace, which you happily did. Grace sees how much you and her papa love each other. It makes her happy to see her papa happy.
“Papa, when are you going to ask Y/N to marry you?” Grace asks curiously.
“Some time real soon. Why do you ask, sweetie?” Jefferson asks.
“I want her to be my new mom.” She says.
Jefferson smiles softly at his daughter.
“Are you sure that’s what you want, baby?” He asks softly.
“Yes!” She answers, nodding her head eagerly. “I love her like she’s my mom!” She says.
“I love her too.” He smiles. “I’m going to show you something, but you have to promise to not tell Y/N.” He says.
“I promise, papa!” She promises.
Jefferson took a small box out of his pocket and opened it, showing Grace the diamond ring in it.
“Is this for Y/N?” Grace whispers.
“Yes. What do you think of it?” Jefferson asks softly.
“It’s shiny and pretty. Y/N will love it.” She smiles.
“I hope she will.” He smiles.
Jefferson closed the small box and put it back in his pocket at the same time you walked in the living room.
“I was wondering where you two were.” You say as you sat down on the couch.
“Papa and I were talking about you.” Grace says.
“All good things I hope.” You say.
“All good things.” Jefferson smiles. “Grace, can you play in your room for a little bit? I have to talk to Y/N about something important.” He says.
Grace nods before carefully sliding off the couch and went to her room to play.
“I have to ask you an important question, my love.” Jefferson says softly.
You watched as Jefferson stood up and got a small box out of his pocket. He got down on one knee in front of you. You gasped softly when he opened the small box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring.
“When we met, I knew we’d be together forever. I know how true our love for each other is. I love what a great mother figure for Grace. I love you with all of my heart. Will you marry me?” He asks.
“Yes!” You answered, happy tears rolling down your cheeks.
Jefferson smiles widely and put the ring on your finger. He then kissed you passionately, gently cupping your cheeks.
“Let’s tell Grace.” Jefferson almost whispers.
You nodded and stood up. You two walked hand in hand to Grace’s bedroom to see her playing with her new stuffed bunny.
“Grace, we have amazing news.” Jefferson says.
“What is it?” Grace asks, putting her bunny down.
“Your papa and I are getting married.” You tell her, showing her your engagement ring.
Grace squeals happily and gave you two a hug.
“Does this mean I can call you mom or mama?” Grace asks curiously, looking up at you.
“Of course you can, sweetie.” You smiled. “I want you to know that I’m not replacing your real mom in any way.” You say softly.
“I know.” She almost whispers. “I love you, papa. I love you, mama.” She says, still hugging you and Jefferson.
“We love you too, sweetie.” You and Jefferson say in union softly.
Later that same day, you were laying in bed, admiring your engagement ring with a smile on your face.
“Mrs. Mad Hatter suits perfectly, don’t you think?” Jefferson says with a smile on his face.
“It’s absolutely perfect.” You almost whispered.
Jefferson got in bed next to you and kissed you sweetly.
“You’re going to be an amazing mom to Grace.” He says softly.
“I think so too.” You say.
“I love you, sweetheart.” He murmurs softly, kissing you softly.
“I love you too, my Mad Hatter.” You whispered, kissing him back.
🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩
-Bucky’s Doll
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burntheedges · 2 days ago
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get to know your moots
thank you for tagging me @ace-turned-confused @kedsandtubesocks @sawymredfox @iknowisoundcrazy @jeewrites @katareyoudrilling @ghotifishreads 🧡 I freaking love these lol I know it's been a minute but hi, here I am.
what's the origin of your blog title?: username and title are both from a Hozier song, Eat Your Young (because "I'm starving, darling" is how I feel about Joel Miller)
OTP(s) + shipname: alright I've been reading fic since I was 12, here are some of the highlights in vaguely chronological order - Dramione (but like, in the 2000s, lmao), Drarry, Sterek, Johnlock, Arthur/Eames, Stucky, Stony, Sirmione, Wolfstar, Damen/Laurent, 00Q, Spirk, PPCU/reader, Rookanis, DinLuke
favorite color: orange
favorite game: Dragon Age Veilguard, Dragon Age Inquisition, the Mass Effect trilogy, Stardew Valley, BOTW, TOTK
song stuck in your head: Not Like Us, Kendrick Lamar
weirdest habit/trait?: hmmm my husband would say it's no outside clothes allowed on the bed, but I don't think that's weird. probably biting my cuticles. 😬
hobbies: knitting, sewing, writing, gaming
if you work, what's your profession?: let's not talk about work lmao
if you could have any job you wish what would it be?: I don't wish for work lol but maybe owning a book store or yarn shop.
something you're good at: languages, parallel parking, overextending myself
something you're bad at: not overextending myself. feeling my feelings.
something you love: talking to people who love the same things I love 🧡, going to concerts
something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: knitting, linguistics, languages, video games, hockey
something you hate: everything going on right now in the US
something you collect: hmm I used to collect a lot of things and then I moved across the country multiple times and got tired of having stuff. books, probably lol
something you forget: anything that's not in my calendar
what's your love language?: fyi the love languages book is fundamentalist nonsense BUT I do feel very loved when my husband does what they call acts of service (which he knows). that's what I tend to do by default, too, but he likes when I use my words.
favorite movie/show: LOTR, Ever After, Deep Space 9, The Matrix, Clueless, Inception, TLOU, The Mandalorian, Skyfall, Pacific Rim, CA:TWS, Andor, so many others lol
favorite food: pasta, a perfect caeser salad, sopes, sushi
favorite animal: cats. also hippos, those big dorks
are you musical?: I was kicked out of band lol but I was in a singing group in high school and another later. I can read music ok
what were you like as a child?: looking back, obviously unmedicated for ADHD, lmao. but extroverted and hyperaware, really
favorite subject at school?: languages, and then history
least favorite subject?: science, but mostly because some of my teachers sucked and I was socialized to think I was supposed to be bad at it
what's your best character trait?: probably my empathy?
what's your worst character trait?: not taking the time to think (I'm working on it)
if you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be?: I want my cold to be gone lol
if you could travel in time who would you like to meet?: ETA just realized I never answered this one. I spent a lot of time thinking about it and I'm still not sure!
recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love!):
I have yet again begun to reread Be-All and Endor by @djarins-cyare because it brings me comfort (which I've needed lately) 🧡
A new favorite is The Morning Commute by @iknowisoundcrazy -- speed!AU Javi! god I love it
I think a lot of people have already done this, but in case you haven't, np tagging: @maggiemayhemnj @secretelephanttattoo @schnarfer @the-mandawhor1an @sixhours
@@davnittbraes @wannab-urs @justagalwhowrites @beardedjoel @futuraa-free
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ninupi · 2 days ago
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could i request a manjiro fic or headcanon for akaashi!reader with the childhood best friends trope? yk, that they meet thanks to shinichiro and takeomi. i love your work! ♥️
best friends | s. mikey
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₊˚⊹♡ tags; fem!reader, reader is kinda mean to Mikey, she's lowk a tsundere, she's also crybaby so if you don't like then don't read! imo its justified tho idk, she's ALSO a bit embarrassing, reader gets a bit insecure with the way she acts, she's got layers to her LMAO yeah just lmk if anything else
₊˚⊹♡ wc; 2,200+
₊˚⊹♡ a/n; this came out a lot more angsty then I intended LOL sorry about that
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1998
You and Emma watched from a distance while her brother and your brother started play fighting. You noticed Emma shaking her head with a sigh. "Boys are so stupid… c'mon y/n." You let her drag you away, but your eyes stayed on the two boys until you couldn't see them anymore.
"Haru is stupid. I think Mikey is cool, though." Your words make Emma stop in her tracks and give you a disgusted look. "Ew!! What are you talking about?" She drops your hand, waiting for you to explain, but you just stare at her, speechless, not believing you said that out loud to her.
"Y/n do you like my brother?" she questions with that same disgusted tone from before, you quickly shake your head reaching for her hand again. She quickly pulls away not believing you and runs back in the direction of the two boys.
"Mikey!!! Y/n likes you!!" you quickly run after her trying to stop her from saying anything to the boy "Emma shut up!!! That's not true I don't like him!!"
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2008
You're walking to Emma's house after school while she rambles about how Draken still hasn't asked her out but your thoughts are on a different blonde. "Are you listening y/n?" you turn to Emma who has a small pout on her lips. 
You give her a sweet smile "Not at all, no" you laugh as her jaw drops and she softly whacks you on the arm "I'm sick of you talking about Draken! I'm just going to tell him to ask you out already" you groan throwing your head back to look at the sky.
"No you can't do that!" She panics grabbing onto your arm as a plea "And why not?" you shake her hold off running up ahead a bit and begin walking backwards "B-because then he'll just feel forced and it'll be like he didn't really want too!" 
You roll your eyes at her ridiculous thinking while turning around "Emma are you dumb or are you stupid?" you can't help the grin on your face at her gasp but quickly start running when you hear her start to chase after you "I'm not dumb! Or stupid!" 
"Yeah your not, but Draken is! Seriously I'm just going to tell him to ask you out!" You call out to the girl behind you "You do that and I'll tell Mikey you like him!" This immediately makes you stop running to face the girl behind you who bumps into you not expecting you to stop. 
"I don't like Mikey, would you drop that?" you grumble gently pushing the girl off you "Oh come on y/n, why are you lying?" you give her a disgusted look before continuing in the direction of her house "Y/n~" she whines grabbing onto your arm. 
It's been 10 years since you've 'liked' Mikey, and in your opinion a kiddy crush doesn't count "I was like 7 Emma, I don't like him anymore. I'm not you" you saying hinting at her life long crush on her brothers best friend. 
He cheeks softly flush before she sighs "I know your lying, I just don't know why...I don't care if you like my brother anymore!" you give her an odd look "Seriously why do you think I like him still? That was like 10 years ago!" you can't help but laugh at the absurd assumption. 
She gives you a look before a teasing smile forms on her face "You know we have a lot of sleepovers right?" your eyebrows furrow waiting for her to further explain "Did you know you talk in your sleep y/n?" This reveal makes your ears heat up.
"What are you talking about?" you question while you guys finally get to her house "You know," she shrugs opening the gate while walking in "No, I don't know!" you question urgently wanting to know what she's talking about. 
"I like to talk about Draken while I'm awake, but you love to talk about Mikey while you're asleep." She giggles opening the front door stepping inside "Stop lying that's not funny, I don't sleep talk!" you insist hoping she's lying to get you to reveal the truth. 
"You do sleep talk" You quickly turn after taking your shoes off to see Mikey eating a taiyaki giving you a blank look "I told you" Emma nudges while walking further into her house "You didn't know you slept talk?" Mikey questions with a full mouth giving you a confused look. 
You stare at him a bit wide eyed while Emma smirks from behind him "N-no I had no idea I slept talk..." you mutter trying to walk past him but he only follows "That's so funny, I'm always talking to you when your sleeping" he laughs causing you to turn towards him.
"What the hell are you talking about?" you interrogate him hoping you've only exposed your secret to Emma. "I mean its the only time you actually talk to me and aren't mean to me" he explains looking at you up and down motioning towards your hostile attitude towards him. 
"I'm not mean to you" you mutter turning away from him hoping to get away from the conversation "You're a lot nicer when you're sleeping" You can hear the pout in his voice and when you turn towards him he has an unreadable look on his face. 
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After leaving Mikey in the hallway alone you and Emma headed to her room to complete your homework, then you insisted on staying in there to hide away from Mikey. But after a few hours Shinichiro had called the two of you out to go eat dinner.
Once you entered the kitchen you noticed that your bother and some of his other friends had shown up while you two (mostly just you) were hiding away in Emma's room. "How long have you been here?" Haru gives you a suspicious look while pointing at you. 
"She came right after school, you know she didn't know she slept talk?" you slightly jump at Mikey appearing from behind you "Would you shut up about that?" you bark at him only to back away when he gives you a 'told you so' look about your conversation earlier.
"She's always slept talk, it's freaky" you quickly reach over the table to yank on Haru's long hair "You're freaky!" he glares at you planning to do the same to you "Hey! No fighting, please!" you turn to Shinichiro who has a desperate look on his face and quietly mutter an apology. 
"It's funny, we're always talking to you when you're sleeping" Baji laughs causing everyone to softly laugh "It's not funny, why do you guys even do that?" you groan at this embarrassing conversation "Because you'll tell us anything when your asleep!" Takemitchi adds causing you to glare at him. 
"What the hell are you talking about?" you notice his smile immediately drop at your tone "Nothin- you always tell me how much you love me" Mikey casually says taking a bite of his food while everyone stares at him shocked. 
You immediately stand up from the table feeling overwhelmed at all the eyes on you "Wait y/n- not now Emma" you brush her hand off you, heading towards the front door quickly slipping your shoes on walking outside. 
Exactly how long has Mikey known about your crush on him? How long has everyone known about your crush on him? You thought you were doing a good job at hiding it just to find out you babble about it while you're asleep apparently. The thought makes you want to cry, it's so humiliating.
Everyone; Emma, Haru, Baji, Mikey himself knew about your crush and chose not to say anything to you. You guess that was his way of rejecting you just now, telling you he knew this entire time but didn't pursue anything. But how could you blame him?
Like he said earlier, you're always mean to him, it's not like you meant to be mean to him. Well...you did but only because you didn't want him thinking you liked him. Looking back on it now, it was stupid, Emma's always sweet with Draken and he loves her too.
Maybe you should've just been like Emma and been to sweet to Mikey, then maybe he'd actually return your feeling. All these what ifs make your head hurt and your eyes sting with tears, not wanting to cry you look up the dark sky hoping it'll stop your tears from falling. 
Instead it just makes your tears fall after down your cheeks while you groan in annoyance 'this is nobody's fault besides my own' you think to yourself while bringing your hands up to your cheeks to dry them. "Why are you crying?" 
You quickly turn to see Mikey with a confused but also somewhat sad look on his face "I'm not crying" you mutter turning away from him to quickly dry your tears. You can hear him slowly shuffling towards you "You're a shit liar" he whispers when he finally stands next to you.
You softly glare at him wanting to cry all over again seeing his face "What do you want Mikey?" you sigh with no bite in your tone which surprises him a bit. "I wanna know why you're crying," he says again with more emphasis as if he can't piece together the reason for your tears. 
'I'm crying because you don't like me back' you cringe to yourself deciding not to say that outloud and save yourself further embarrassment "Mikey..." you sigh not wanting to explain and hoping he's just being dense "What? Seriously I want you to tell me why your crying" he says a bit agitated.
You furrow your brows at his tone now, does he just want you to say it out loud? Is he trying to get payback for your attitude for the last few years "You're being mean Mikey..." you mutter before you can stop yourself and you can't help the tears that sting your eyes once again. 
He takes a defensive step back "Mean? How the hell am I being mean? I'm trying to help you!" you take a step closer to him "You're being mean! You know why I'm crying!" you point an accusatory finger at him.
"I don't know why you're crying! That's why I'm asking!" he argues throwing his arms to the side, you look at his face for any sign of him lying but all you see is confusion and annoyance "God you're so stupid" you mutter "Ok fine" he bites turning away heading back towards the house. 
"Wait Mikey" you sigh realizing your words came out harsher then you intended "Mikey I'm sorry, come back!" you call out as he ignores you "Mikey please!" you can't help the small sob that leaves your lips as he gets further away. 
Hearing your small cries makes Mikey stop in his tracks and turn towards you "I'm sorry, please come back" you're no longer trying to hide your tears, just hoping he'll give you another chance and come back to talk.
You watch as his face goes from a deep scowl to a frown and he slowly makes his way back to you "What's wrong? Seriously, why are you crying?" he genuinely questions unsure of the reason for all these tears "I'm sorry Mikey" you repeat over and over again.
"It's fine you call me stupid all the time- No I'm sorry Mikey. For all of that, for always calling you stupid, for always telling you to shut up, always being mean! I'm sorry..." you sob reaching for his hands and holding them close to your heart. 
When he pulls his hands away it makes you want to cry even harder but before you can he quickly pulls you into an awkward hug. "What are you talking about? I don't actually care about that, that's just how you are, I'm used to it." he mutters squeezing you a bit tighter. 
"I'm crying because you don't like me" you mutter getting over your embarrassment and just hoping to go back to how things were "Of course I like you y/n- No Mikey, like me-love me how I love you" you sigh wrapping your arms around him enjoying the embrace for the time being. 
Mikeys silence makes your heart hurt but you only close your eyes and hug him tighter "I do love you stupid, I thought you knew that..." you try to pull away from the hug but he keeps a tight grip on you "You never hug me, let me enjoy this" he sighs taking a deep breath. 
"But Mikey y-you love me? Why haven't you said anything?" you urge wanting to see his face "I seriously thought you knew, I always tell you when you're sleeping" You want to punch him in the stomach at his obvious tone.
'I'm sleeping though, how the hell would I know!?" you question softly jabbing at his stomach causing him to laugh softly "You always say it back! I just thought you were too embarrassed to say it when your fully awake" he explains grabbing your hands to stop them from touching his ticklish sides. 
You think back to see if you even remember whispering it in your sleep but nothing comes up. Except the few times you've had dreams where Mikeys there, then it hits you, you two always exchange 'I love you's' in those 'dreams'. 
You groan in embarrassment at the revelation trying to hide your face in Mikeys embrace "What happened? Finally remembering how you tell me you love me in your sleep" he grins trying to get a good look at your face "Mikey shut up!" you whine rushing his face away making him laugh loudly. 
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pseudophan · 1 hour ago
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hey so I know the whole phookbook era thing has caused you a lot of stress but just wanted to let you know that seeing it happen from start to finish and getting to see you struggle through and finish it all has honest to God been pretty inspiring. like I mean fully in a "if Nora can get through that chaos I can get this life shit done" so like. thanks for also being an inspiration in this community and putting so much work in to bring so many people together
awww thank you so much 😭 no like genuinely this whole ordeal helped me a lot too, the fact that i somehow managed to pull through and get a finished product has done wonders for my confidence lol. it was the same with the 2019 art calendar! completing a project just makes you feel amazing. i'm so so happy dan and phil have the book in their possession now, idk if they'll even read it but like.... at least they have it. i did it, everyone involved did it, we reached the goal. fuck yeah.
genuinely though you're so right if i can do something this elaborate all of you can do literally anything 😭😭 aim for the stars i guess
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trashisstillhere · 3 days ago
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Woooo! After a few days on working, I finally got these two finish for the NN AU!
No, they’re not new characters! These two are actually one of the original canon characters you all already know of! The two main boys and mcs themselves!
Randy and Howard!!! ✨✨✨✨✨👏👏👏👏
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Aw yeaa!!! Surprise!!!
I have finally got to their looks in 12th grade in the NN AU! It wasn’t easy but it’s done now!! Let’s gooo!
And yes, Randy has other outfits. They were first concepts for what his outfit should be but I kinda liked all them a lot so I Just made them two different outfits- he also has a little ponytail!! Cuz why not? It fits him! Plus it matches with First Ninja in a way :3 like father like son
But yeah!! Let’s get to a bit of their info, shall we? It isn’t that much and crazy….or anything!…. Teehee~
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The two main bros themselves! Now in 12th grade at Norrisville high and NN’s first friends ever since they first started going to their school! With Randy being the kids current ninja mentor! (Besides the Nomicon-)
How the hell did these two even get to 12th grade after everything they have done back in 9th grade? Beats me, lol-
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Howard info: Howard Weinerman himself, in 12th grade, so far is still the same old laidback and cool short chubby guy we all know him as. Even after growing up a bit, he still hasn’t changed a bit…..well…okay, maybe he HAS changed at least a LITTLE..
Especially his hair…
While he hasn’t been possessed by the Tengu for so long now, it still is somehow linked with him in a way, giving his hair a slight new look…even his eye color seemed to have changed a little bit too! This makes things a bit…worrying….but hey, he’s okay! It’s not like he’s feeling any pain from it or anything! He’ll be fine! He can handle it!..
Besides, he hasn’t had to deal with that damn demon bird in a few years!..
Until one day, the Kitsune was freed by a certain Jock (by accident) during a field trip…
Alerting the said demon bird…
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Oh yeah, Tengu Howard makes his return!.. all thanks to the Kitsunes own return!
However, this isn’t the only bird kind of form he’ll be having…
One day, both Howard and Randy ended up in an argument. Just a typical bff argument, ya know?.. however, this one didn’t end as nicely as the last ones they had… instead, it ended up with a familiar pink stank following up to Howard…
Leading him to becoming Stanked for the first time ever in his life….by none other than the sorceress herself.
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Stanked form!! Yeah that’s right, he getting Stanked in this AU!
A rooster. A wild one, that is. With extra sharp teeth and a slight interesting color palette… wait… now that I think about it, it is a little similar to the Tengu!
Damn, even when stanked, Howard STILL can’t get away from his Tengu possessed form.
Anyway, this guys mad MAD. Like a normal rooster, he will immediately go attack if he sees anyone as threatening in any way, which in this stanked monster state, he ALWAYS will.
Of course, it is up to NN and Randy (who not only feels bad for this since his argument with him is the reason why this happened in the first place but also cuz of his fear of chickens and roosters-) to go stop and destank him!
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Randy info: ah yes, the one and only, Randy Cunningham! You all know him! He was the ninja of norrisville! All through 9th grade up until he got to 12th! The role is now NN’s but even so, since the kid has a whole new different mask and not exactly the one he has, he still gets to be a ninja himself! Just not the main one anymore… but hey! He’s the new ninjas mentor now! And friend! :)
Actually, he wasn’t supposed to be their mentor to begin with. Once NN got the role, he was supposed to have his mind wiped in the ultimate lesson just like every other ninja (expect Mac Antfee…but now he has!) and let his ninja journey finally end…. That is exactly what The Nomicon told him was gonna happen once NN would start their own ninja journey.
But after seeing how much the new ninja was struggling with both their new ‘job’ and personal problems and struggles of their own, he absolutely REFUSED to have his mind wiped and started protesting against the Nomicon, telling it that he wanted to go help NN as he could tell they wouldn’t be able to handle it all by themselves even with the books help. NN needed another person to help them, someone who was a ninja with lots of experience. He thought he would be best for the job. After some more arguing, the Nomicon finally agreed to let the boy be their mentor for now on. BUT! Once NN finally is fully independent on themselves and brave enough to continue on their own, he HAS to go mind wipe himself. for good. With a slight hesitation yet relief, the boy nodded and agreed.
As NN’s mentor, Randy is, or at least always tries to be, sweet and patient to them as he helps them with their new ninja duty. At first it was just him trying to be a teacher to his ‘student’ and nothing more but as he went on with it, he ended up being more attached to the kid then he thought he would. It went so far that he started calling them tons of little nicknames here and there, ‘kid’ being the most common. He also got very overprotective over them, it mostly happens whenever either the Nomicon makes NN do something that could be too dangerous or any of his former enemies tries badly hurting them in any way. (Ya already know the rest, I mean, I had written a bit about this before lol)
As for when being just himself? Like Howard, he hasn’t changed one bit! He’s still his usual lovable dork self! And so far with this ninja mentor role of his, he’s doing pretty good! Yeah….good… he’s alright, he can handle it! He has many times before!…
Oh yeah, yup….he’s…alright…
Oh who am I kidding, he isn’t doing alright!
The truth is, Randy doesn’t like all the new changes he has seen ever since this all has happened. Nothing against NN and them, it’s just…too much!
At first, he was just slightly afraid of the change that he noticed was going on but now, he HATES it. He isn’t a fan of any of the changes at all! Not only that, but he has problems of his own that he hasn’t thought so much about until now.. such as his parents literally being divorced, for a good reason too: his now distant father.
But instead of telling anyone about this, he just kept it all to himself. Every single problem, every part of it, all kept inside of him. It’s unhealthy but the last thing he wanted was to involve anyone in his problems, no matter what. Even if it was his best friend, the kid, his own mother or any teacher at school, not even the psychologist teacher who is usually good with this sort of thing….. he doesn’t HAVE to tell anyone, he will be fine dealing with it on his own…
He was able to keep it all to himself just fine until one day, he finally lost it.
It happened at spirit week, yes. Spirit week. Randy started arguing at NN about how he didn’t like any of the changes that were happening, he was so stuck on it that not him or the kid noticed what was about to happen next….
Before they knew it, he was suddenly covered in both sap and feathers. Right in front of everybody.
It was caused by the new bully ‘Maria’ with her own friends who planned on doing a prank that was supposed to happen to NN but instead it got to him since he was in the way, she found it funny anyway and started laughing at him. Expect for her friends….and everyone else who was around to see it.
Howard got mad at her and so did Martin, they both yelled at the bully who only yelled back while NN was trying to check up on Randy who just stood silent through it all…
The bully said such hurtful words that was meant towards Randy this time….
And that. Was the last straw.
Soon, Randy was no longer just an ordinary guy…or even a ninja..
But a new first time ever stanked victim of the sorceress!
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Stanked form! Oh Yea! The main boy is getting Stanked too!! (Man was he hard to draw like holy shit-)
A Komodo dragon. A big one. No, a HUGE one. Literally fucking like Godzilla.
Unlike the other stanked victims so far, this one is the most biggest threat EVER. Not just because of his humongous size but he is pretty much even harder to destank! This guy has lotta problems after all!
But even so, NN isn’t going to give up! They, along with Howard and Martin too, will try their best to go after him and help him then get to finally destank once and for all!…if only it was so easy.
Out of all the stanked monsters, this is the biggest challenge NN has ever had to face..
(The whole idea of this ‘afraid of change and such’ part of Randy’s own part of the story along with the whole stank form ideas and what lead to them with both him and Howard, and the bit of the field trip part where the Kitsune was ‘freed’, was all thought out by @artistic-harlom-world once again!!)
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Woooo! All done! Now I would have done some size comparisons and all but due to tumblrs rule about only having like 10 images per post on the ‘mobile version’ or whatever (no I don’t use mobile to be here, only iPad), I’ll just have to show yall a pic of the boys with NN and Martin all together instead! (Tried doing their right sizes and everything! Yes, Martin is slowly taller than Randy. Well he’s supposed to be, he’s kinda a pretty tall jock)
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The main gangs all here!
Me after finally doing and finishing the boys who are the other two main mcs along side NN and Martin in the AU after so many days and months of not doing so until now:
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Did I really had to make this meme just for this? Yes.
Was it worth it? Also yes.
Welp that’s it, hope y’all like how they look! I did my best as always!
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ask-postcrash-curly · 2 days ago
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[hi mod 🙂 are u going to give us a heads-up before anya locks herself in medical and everything that happens after? are we allowed to know when that's gonna happen? also youre my favorite curly askblog🫶u write him very accurately imo and i appreciate that u take him and his situation seriously. thank u for all ur hard work i hope u have a nice day forever]
[hello! i'm going to turn off asks a couple days before judgement day, but i can give a warning 24 hours before if you'd like? it'll be sometime in the first week of march, i'm guessing.
thank you so much!!! honestly, a big part of why i made this is because i wanted to a) emphasize that he was still a sentient person after the crash and b) give him some comfort somehow :'). but it's spiraled into such a fun writing / roleplay exercise!!! never expected to get this much attention for it lol. really glad you're all enjoying this ride as much as i am. i hope you have a nice day too!!!!]
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brain4stew · 2 days ago
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Can you do a mimic survivor!reader who's scary at first but surprisingly not hostile,who's a trickster as well and how they would react to readers abilities to mimic(like builderman,guest 1337,noob or chance) hcs?
Oooo, now this is quite the interesting request!! I’ll see what I can do with your request! 🫶🫶
(As always, I do not entirely know the characters exact personalities, so they might, if not most likely, will be OOC!!)
That being said, headcanons/something is under the cut! ;
(Noob)
• Let’s be real here… You always scare them for whatever reason.
• They’re constantly confused and on edge around you at first.
• Ovetime however, they just become confused and curious about you!
• They strangely enjoy your company, which, surprise them.
• In rounds, you struggle a bit to figure out which of your survivor teammates abilities to mimic…
• Noob spawned nearby you, and saw your struggle, and suggested you mimic their abilities!
• You’re a bit hesitant on it, but decide to go on with it. Now you have “Ghostburger”, “Bloxy Colas” and “Slateskin Potion”!
• You’re strangely very good with their abilities, as you managed to disappear from 1x1x1x1’s sight when being chased. (You ate a Ghostburger, and hid by one of those huge rocks…)
• Even Noob is surprised and happy about it! Teach them your ways, they really want to be able to live longer!!
• Back in the lobby, they immediately go to you, and ramble to you, about how awesome you were with their abilities, and so on!
(Chance)
• He kind of dislikes you (at first), whenever he hears the word “Mimic” he might be thinking of those… Creatures that seem like an ordinary chest or something, but aren’t.
• He’s a bit on edge around you, finding you quite strange at first. Overtime, he sees that you’re basically safe.
• He has asked you once if you can mimic his skills and play cards with him. (You won, a lot…)
• In rounds, you, yet again are struggling with whose skills you should mimic.
• Chance was in the same spawn as you, (he fell over somehow…) and decided to suggest his abilities.
• You agreed, not without double checking, seeing him just, on the ground out of the blue. (…How.)
• You gained his abilities, “Chance’s Favor”, “Hat fix”, “One Shot” and “Reroll”.
• Safe to say… You’re AWESOME, with Chance’s abilities. You could say even better than him!
• He’s a bit jealous due to that, but, what can he do, when you’re contributing to help your teammates?
• Back in the lobby, he asks you for tips, and all of that, to which you respond with; “You just have terrible luck it seems.”
• (Man, he loves and hates you now, LOL.)
(Builderman)
• He’s interested in you. You don’t seem too harmful, and he’s quite curious about you.
• He’s asked you if you can straight up just, copy, whatever someone does. (You do.)
• He has asked you if you can make something for him, which you do, and he’s even more interested and curious about you!
• In rounds, you decided to mimic his abilities.
• You’ve got “Sentry” and “Dispenser” now!
• You put the Sentry by you, when you’re doing a generator. Builderman sees it, of course, and goes to question how your ability works.
• You explain, and now he’s even more interested in you!
• Your team ends up surviving, thanks to your and Builderman’s dispensers and sentry’s.
• Back in the lobby, he keeps questioning you, and asks how you manage to mimic the abilities.
• You, happily yap away about why and how you’re like, and mimicking abilities.
• He’s listening intently, occasionally putting in comments and questions.
• Safe to say, he likes you!
(Guest 1337)
•He’s on edge and constantly avoids you, which, is reasonable, due to his previous experience with war and people.
• Overtime, he gradually becomes less and less avoidant and weary.
• He sees how you’re interacting with others, and does not hurt anyone, so he thinks you’re safe.
• In rounds, you both spawn together, but, you fall over somehow, which you both reasonably get confused at.
• You stand up of course, and struggle again with whose abilities you should mimic. He hesitates for a moment, before requesting his abilities.
• You agree, and mimic his abilities. You now have; “Block”, “Charge” and “Punch”.
• You manage to get used to his abilities, and he gives you heads up in advance when you get his abilities.
• You manage to stall the time A LOT, as the killer wanted to get you first, before they went after Guest 1337.
• Of course, you, not liking that. Charge at the killer, causing you to get their attention again. You block and punch the killer, just before the time ends.
• Back in the lobby, Guest 1337, goes to you, and asks if you want to train with him.
• You agree, and you both become sparring partners, and good friends.
• Safe to say, he likes you, even with him being weary of you.
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kazusrightmole · 2 days ago
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BACK AGAIN
small note: a small and old drabble to upload before my exams tom lol (also an offering to the dr stone fandom as a celebration for the season 4 of dr stone,, also a bit of a canon divergence here and takes place way before taiju was first revived by senku lmfao) and uhh no dialogues from reader here as this was set in senku's pov
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SENKU ISHIGAMI was someone who wasn’t too fond of romance or anything related to it in general, which was why he’d rather spend the rest of his life dedicating to the love of his life—Science.
That, he made it pretty well-known among his fellow peers and the loved ones involved in his life. The blunt male just guessed that the reason behind was simply because he wasn’t all up for the hype of something so complicated. Obviously, Science was supposed to be a concept filled with natural complexities dedicating to everything within and in life itself, but with thorough and careful research, even the most complicated processes of certain materials and life forms could easily be answered if anyone had just taken the time to do simple research or whatever.
Unlike everything else about romance itself. If you liked this person so much, why can’t you just get on and be done with it already? Does it really matter whether you’d get rejected or not? Because frankly, after begrudgingly watching a few romcom films (thanks to Yuzuriha’s and Taiju’s conjoined yet stubborn efforts), most of them could’ve been easily solved if they had just stopped distancing themselves from each other and just communicate everything they’ve been feeling towards the other.
It’s as simple as that, isn’t it? he let out a snicker as he recalled those memories, his movements unnoticeably shaky yet still somehow maintaining relentlessly. Even as his throat silently begged be to quenched of its thirst and his frame on the verge of being roasted under the sun’s harsh light—Senku Ishigami, unsurprisingly, couldn’t find it in himself to stop whatever he was doing even if it was for a quick break.
His calloused hand then popped another one of his, hopefully now working fluid he randomly found in some cave—seeing as the previous fluid he just poured over the stone obviously didn't work.
At this rate, he might just start believing in god and lady luck themselves if the stone ever cracked.
Just a little more—can’t let them down now.
Which was exactly why tinkering, experimenting, and discovering new stuff using certain things along with newfound materials, was something he’d been mostly looking forward to do as soon as he got up from bed. While others may find his interest with science a bit too excessive, Senku Ishigami could really care less.
Honestly, the blunt male would rather have his head filled with thoughts of all possibilities of creating something beneficial for all of humanity. A bit of an ambitious dream, but with senku’s intelligence and insane dedication combined? Yeah, no, at this point, nothing was ever going to phase him one bit.
Or at least he thought so.
For some reason, the universe and above had somehow collectively thought to prove the smart teenager otherwise. And what other way could it be if not turning all of humanity into stone by some sort of weird green light?
Yeah, honestly, Senku would’ve been shocked at most if he hadn’t been already turned to stone as soon as the light hit his skin. Too bad he already turned into a living concrete before he could even get the chance to process whatever the hell’s going on.
Thankfully enough, he still managed to maintain his consciousness long enough by counting down every seconds, minutes, months, and heck, even years.
“How annoying,” he muttered under his breath, closing his eyes before chuckling and wiping away the sweat that trickled down his temple. A seemingly malicious yet tired grin plastered across his face as he opened his eyes and leaned back once more, a pair of crimson hues glinting in delight at the sight of the stone gradually cracking below him. The small sound of rumbling echoed as multiple lines emerged, smoothly working together across the surface to unveil whatever laid beneath, while an alluring white glow shone from behind the slowly cracking stone—thanks to the recently successful fluid Senku had just poured over today's subject.
The teenage boy, however, just didn’t expect his consciousness would last up to 3,700 years later—but he guessed it should be something more considered as a relief more than anything. Especially since humanity, having been turned to stone, must’ve had their bodies’ aging processes halted, at least until they miraculously broke free from the hard confines encasing them.
Whatever the case—Senku Ishigami was just glad to have you back once more.
“Heh, took you long enough to wake up, huh? While you were busy taking the world's longest nap, I was out here doing all the heavy lifting to bust you out of that stone, you cotton brain.”
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