#but they started living in my head rent free

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 06/01✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

Anonimo ha chiesto: Do the little monkeys on Flower Fruit mountain ever see at Wukong and Macaque bickering like an old married couple and think to themselves 'just kiss already'?

Yes. They keep doing and Wukong tries to stop them otherwise Macaque could hear them (he already does)

Anonimo ha chiesto: Been reading up on Macaque Body Language and found this: "A peculiar behaviour displayed by macaques is lip smacking. Between macaques, lip smacking is used to show submission, affection and reconciliation. This behaviour is a form of communication and is sometimes accompanied with cooing vocalisations and mild raising of eyebrows." So now I can't stop imaging Monkey King and Macaque just smacking lips and raising eyebrows to each other instead of saying "I love you" or after a fight just smacking lips and then hugging. But then I also started questioning, do the two monkeys in your AU actually use monkey body language to communicate? Or is it just human language they use? Great work on your AU btw! Loving the art and story ^^

Mm some? Like a little but not too much. But that’s an adorable trivia!!

Does macaque know about Wukong's stage fright?👀

Yes.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Baby MK lives in my head rent free. If Wukong or Macaque were trappen in the calabash than their perfect world would be one where they could raise mk without him having to fight or get hurt and traumatized

I THINK the fanfiction series Squashed Apricots is just about this if it can interest you.

@abbytheslothwitch ha chiesto: In your AU or your general opinion, which monkey dad is the taller one; Wukong or Macaque?

Macaque

Anonimo ha chiesto: The way you draw Pigsy honestly is one of the best I've seen I mean just look at him!!! He doesn't have the proportions of a regular human because he's not human and it works so well! I dunno he just looks cool in your artstyle and design That all I had to say :]]]]

Thank you so much!!!♥️♥️♥️ He’s honestly quite hard to draw exactly bc of that, but it’s good practice! Him and DBK are generally harder, I’m not super used to draw animals.

@peach-fury ha chiesto: Ello! Sorry, it's me again But just had a thought, sense Macaque has died and went to Dìyù or the underworld. (I think that's were the book of death is) Wouldn't he be at least scared or nervous to go back? Idk like bad memories like their fight or the lady bone demon or something? Idk maybe overthinking or that I just like angsty :P (P.s I fricking love your art and your AU's so much!!!!)

Yes. I believe he wouldn’t like the idea. I like to think he”s actually terrified. But he wouldn’t care less if it means to protect and help his baby.

Anonimo ha chiesto: will MK try to try change his name into nobody or something form of loophole name so that can be like ohhhh nobody us in trouble! Everyone is safeeee! And nezha’s dad is like wait no

Ahah that’s a good idea! Unfortunately that isn’t the plan

Anonimo ha chiesto: Hear me out we know Wukong made the bed because he made it bigger. It's made out of peach tree wood. And carved moon and suns and stars on the headboard.

AWWWW!!😭😭😭😭😭

@a1teruniverse ha chiesto: What's the hardest panel you've drawn

It is a panel if it’s an animation?

Anonimo ha chiesto: Will u ever do flash backs for shadowpeach thats “happy” like them first meeting realizing there in love a jealous mac courtnapping the monkey king just being young and in love.

Mmm yeah i wanna do smth like that. Don’t know when or how but i wanna.

Anonimo ha chiesto: does Wukong ever/will ever let glamours down and let like everything hang out like Mac would come in and his husband just causally has his boobs out and he’s like sweet my husband got hotter bc he’s pan(?) like I think you said that in an earlier post

I mean. I don’t think he has any issues dropping his glamours in front of macaque. I don’t think he would stay too much without his glamours bc still, I guess he would have some slight dysphoria. Also I mean, yeah Macaque loves him with or without boobies. But if Wukong could choose he would prefer not to have them out if he can.

Anonimo ha chiesto: which bottle is every ship in your lmk comic chugging? (I’m talking about your red bubble stickers for ao3 tags I would find it but I’m lazyyyh)

Shadowpeach is hurt & comfort (which I saw now I didn’t uploaded but yeah I got that one as well.), slowburn, enemies to lovers, and angst cause- duh.

Spicynoodle I would say is fluff, oneshot, enemies to lovers, found family.

Anonimo ha chiesto: im so embarrassed to ask about this but, later when mk and red boy r dating, who would ask the other first on a date? What would the date be? Also what does dbk and pif personal opinion of their relationship? SORRY IF THIS HAS BEEN ASKED BEFORE😭

I think MK, because dates are something a little more human, and cause Red Son is a workaholic. It can either be something like a training session, a videogame session at Red castle, or just also the traffic light trio being competitive. DBK and PIF are supporting, mostly bc they know their family will be even more powerful with an union such as theirs. Of course PIF is supporting also cause MK is Mac baby.

@kandymaneuwu ha chiesto: On a scale of 1 to 10 how fluffy is macaque this is very important

10 with merits

@5hadowm0ch1 ha chiesto: When will Shadowpeach kiss? It's always head-to-head Pats (I'm trying to predict what happening)

b-b-b-b-b- but head-to-head pats are cute…

@majesticgazell ha chiesto: Ooohhh I’m just imagining Li Jing catching wind of the plan and activating MK’s fillet while he’s in the shadows… maybe he wouldn’t lose himself under normal circumstances, but with that thing tightening around his head? 👀 Just a thought

Hehe, isn’t that a possibility?

@nataszaluiz ha chiesto: So I have a few questions. First: do you plan on ending it before Season 6 releases or do you plan on continuing it and mixing it up with your AU? Second: have you heard theories that a fragment of Azure's Soul is placed in the blue flower that appears after it's sacrifice? Third: Will characters like Yellowtusk and Peng appear in your AU?

S6 seems to either happen next year or never, so I ve3ry much hope i finish my story sooner.

no i haven’t

mmmm i don’t know

@cheddarcheesebiscuit1 ha chiesto: I gotta ask, if MK would to ever get injured in his monkie form, then would Macaque/Wukong try to take him to a human doctor or a vet?

I know we all want to see Macaque and Wukong freaking out when their baby is sick, but I think we forget sometimes that, even though they aren’t medics, Wukong has a basic understanding how to heal wounds and medicine. Macaque is head-canoned many times to be an expert in fact. And I think there are demons/demonic doctors in case MK has some kind of curse or demonic sickness, which would be what actually makes them worry in the first place.

@ainnur ha chiesto: Mei and Wukong team up?! Wasabi Duo the party crasher🎉✨ Love them💕 They need more love as a duo

Their name IS WASABI DUO????????? AAAWWWWWW

@sleeo-goos10 ha chiesto: Hi kyri! Thank you for sparking my LMK hyper fixation and I’m really curious: Will we get more Nezha? How will he react knowing that the Buddha approved this? IF the Buddha approved it at all 👀

Yes you will have plenty of Nezha. Also if youo guys really want to know, yeah, the Buddha themself approved of this. No, Li Jing wasn’t lying.

@saphstories ha chiesto: KYRI PLEASE IF I ASK FOR NOTHING ELSE I NEED TO SEE HELICOPTER AUNT PIF AND UNCLE DBK IN THAT FIGHT BECAUSE *HEAVEN DID WHAT TO THEIR NEPHEW???* And I'm sorry but of freaking course Red Son being the brat he is would call Mommy and Daddy to tattle about how mean Heaven is for stealing his Monkey before he could. 😂😂 Can you tell how insane the extended Monkey Fam makes me? 😂😂😂 I love this AU, I can't wait to see more!

When they heard the news they wanted to come to help attack the palace as well, but Red Son stopped them saying smt like “HE IS MY FUTURE HOUSBAND AND I GET TO KIDNAP HIM OUT OF HEAVEN MOM!”

@anxiousbb-witch ha chiesto: Do I have a reason to fear the possibilities of the golden headband being used on MK and all the emotions and tears coming from it?

oh year, absolutely.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I just have the funny thought that MK woke up one morning in his true form and get jumpscared by looking at himself and see he has boobs again

nooouuuu poor baby! But yeah it’s a funny image

@monkieshad0w ha chiesto: HELLOO HELLOO! What’s ur opinion on sundial duo :D (if you don’t know what sundial duo is, it’s basically Macaque and Wukong being duos and besties but not lovers) :3

oohhh well I do live any pf my ships as besties as well! Platonic love is just as important as romantic one for me personally!

[kyleehenke]

Hey, not really a question. Just wanted to let you know I started seeing your art when I was like 12-13.

I’m 29 now, and I still think about your art often and I vividly still remember your cover of the FMA brother song in my head. I don’t know if you still have that cover posted anywhere, but it’s still ringing in my head and lives there rent free and I just wanted to let you know how much of an impact that had.

this is literally insane because that recording has to be 20+ years old now?? HOW do you even remember that WOW

anyway I found it in my old sheezyart archive!

[maelstrom007]

Ghoul this is still living rent free in my head.

He’s the bane of ski patrol because he bombs all the runs from top to bottom, even the greens that are meant to be run at slow speeds only. But the bastard goes so fast and disappears into the lift line so well they can’t track him down to scold or ban him.

The one time they snag him they lecture him about how it’s dangerous for the other people on the mountain, that at that speed he doesn’t have the reflexes to dodge the people downhill from him, etc etc etc.

Like hell he’d hit anyone. He’s calculated everyone’s trajectory and inferred by their riding style the probability of them cutting into his path well in advance, internalizing the perfect line down the mountain. And don’t even get him started on reflexes…

Ghoul I’m going snowboarding today and all I can think about is Ghost snowboarding down the mountain head to toe in white gear and a customized Ruroc snowboarding helmet like 🥵🥵🥵

(I may be a little biased cause I wear one of these when I board but on god I feel ridiculously hot when I wear it so sue me)

No I think you are right and should feel absolutely hot when you wear one of those.

Ghost is the snowboarder that you see laying across the entire lift because he doesn't like sharing the ride, one leg dangling off with his board strapped to his foot while the other props itself up against the arm rest. He completely disappears as soon as he's off the lift too, reappears at the bottom of the hill at random intervals and you're not quite sure which route he's taking to the bottom but it's clearly not the one you're riding. Which sucks because even under the bulk of snow gear you can tell this guy is massive. Just positively too big to be going as fast as you're sure he does, and the faceless helmet doesn't help your imagination because you just keep thinking about the way he cocks his head at you every time you try and strike up a conversation with him.

You managed to share a lift to the top of the mountain with him once, and he still took up the entire chair, his legs spread wide and his arm over the back, making no move to shrink himself down to accommodate another rider. He's absolutely the worst sort of snowboarder.

Except he almost always shows up at the bottom of the hill when you're getting ready to head back up after that. And you keep feeling like he's watching you when you head to grab cocoa and warm up. You haven't seen an inch of him, but the way he stands beside you waiting to buy his ticket for the day makes you think his skin radiates heat, like you could warm your hands just by touching him. Not that you ever would. It's just that the big hand that reaches past you to grab your sticker from the kid behind the desk inspires a warmth in your cheeks that's as much from desire as it is annoyance.

A warmth you ignore when you snatch your sticker from him, and that seems to bloom anew when he tips his helmet forward to look down at you with an air you'd almost call amusement.

[gravedwe11er]

The @keferon mecha AU texaid continues living rent-free in my head, and I just had to write more for them! It was very much unexpected, but I can't say I'm complaining. Timeline wise, it comes after the first half of part one

Cw: mostly just typical Vortex things

One day after his terrifying trip with Vortex, Felix has another encounter with the dangerous mech and a tentative accord is struck.

Felix walks out of the meeting room after three harrowing, shouting-filled hours, feeling hopeless, anxious, and more exhausted than he’s ever been before in his entire life. And what a feat that is, considering he went through medical school during an actual alien apocalypse, not to mention going on an involuntary joyride in a murderous mech just yesterday.

God dammit.

Leaning against the nearest wall, Felix puts his head in his hands and counts to ten.

He’s being reassigned – Felix Adler, newest member of the mecha pilot corps, effective immediately. Tomorrow, he’s to report to the base’s quartermaster at five am sharp, so he can get fitted for a pilot’s uniform and be shoved back into Vortex whenever the next attack comes. The thing’s longest surviving pilot he knows of lasted a whopping six weeks before bleeding out in her seat, courtesy of her severed hands – and that’s disregarding all the other injuries to mind and body he and his colleagues had to treat before her eventual death.

God fucking dammit.

Technically, he could just resign. Could always pack his bags and leave, but – the military paid for his med school. There’s a mandatory eight-year period of service or they’ll make him pay it all back, with an interest rate high enough to make even a loan shark stumble. Short of winning the lottery, there’s no way he’d be able to get his hands on that sort of money in his entire lifetime.

That aside, he wouldn’t be doing his life expectancy any favors by leaving anyway. Most hospitals these days are at least semi-mobile, which means hard cots, cold MRE’s and frequent shuffling around to various affected zones. Not to mention, as beastly as the quintessons look, they’re much smarter than any animal - meaning they’ve learned to recognize hospitals for the prime targets they are and attack accordingly.

Given his luck, he’d end up being flattened by a quint within the year, spending his last moments miserable, tired, and in more debt than gambling addict on a year-long losing streak. It’s the whole reason he fought so hard for this posting in the first place – if you’re going to be working in a medbay, might as well do so where there’s a whole hangar full of mecha to defend you when you need it.

Which leads him right back to where he started. No place to run. A likely death on the front lines, one way or another.

Well. At least the food here is warm.

With an odd numbness creeping into his fingertips, he slowly starts making his way to his quarters, only to remember- right, he doesn’t even get to keep that part of his previous life. He’s being moved in to where the other pilots live, much closer to the hangar than his previous little shoebox of a living space was. Wouldn’t want him to be late for his next date with the malicious death machine, apparently.

Turning on his heels, Felix only makes it a few more steps before something in his head just- snaps. Suddenly, the foggy emptiness of before is chased away by an angry sort of determination, and he changes course yet again, heading instead for the nearest sanitation closet. Grabbing his usual Vortex-duty cleaning supplies, he stomps his way to the hangar.

They want send him back into that thing? Fine. Fine, he’ll be command’s latest sacrificial lamb, but if he’s going to die in that cockpit, he refuses to do so while sitting in other people’s bodily fluids.

The thought buoys him for all of five minutes until he’s standing on the catwalk facing Vortex, at which all his previous bravado evaporates back into a familiar dread. A shiver passes over his skin, the cold lance of anxiety nearly freezing him in his tracks. Still, he breathes through it, forcing himself to take the final few steps needed to stand at the cockpit entrance.

His hand reaches for the opening button- which proves unnecessary, as the crimson glass immediately slides up of its own volition. Blinking, he slowly lowers his hand again.

Hm, he supposes that’s as much of an invitation as he’s going to get. Doesn’t mean he won’t be getting mauled if he goes in, but- it’s a good sign.

Last chance to back out.

“Just here to clean a bit,” he calls out into the cockpit, feeling incredibly stupid talking to empty air, before stepping cautiously inside. Nobody’s bothered to clean up since yesterday, which means the last dead pilot’s blood still stains the small space, turning the floor brown and crusty. The stale air reeks of iron and decay, mixed with the stench of bleach. The sharp, heavy gaze of Vortex’s internal cameras digs into his back, making his hair stand on ends.

All in all, not a very comforting atmosphere.

Felix flinches when the lights suddenly flicker on, bathing the cockpit in red as the screen closes behind him with a resounding click. “I’ll try to be quick about it,” he says, eyes flickering around the small space, “so please don’t-“

A flare of light from behind gives him pause, and Felix turns to find words now written across the mech’s main screen.

AW, WHY NOT STICK AROUND?

GOT SOMEWHERE MORE IMPORTANT TO BE?

Felix huffs, a bit of sharpness creeping into his words despite his racing heart. “I do, actually. Mostly because of you, if you have to know.” Getting to his knees, he puts down his cleaning bucket and starts pulling on a fresh pair of latex gloves, keeping an eye on the screen all the while.

DON’T SULK BABY, YOU KNOW YOU HAD FUN~

“Wh- fun?” he almost yells, indignant. “I don’t know what gave you that idea, but-“

YOU LIKED SEEING THEM TAKEN APART

GETTING TO DIG AROUND IN ALL THEIR SQUISHY INSIDES

Felix freezes at that, one hand halfway to the bucket, followed by a full-body flinch once he sees the next set of works that scroll across the crimson screen.

SO MUCH BETTER THAN THOSE SAD LITTLE SCRAPS IN THE LAB, YEAH?

What the- “How the hell do you know about that?” he wheezes out incredulously. While the medical team eventually found out about the incident that led to his vortex-duty punishment, he could have sworn that it hasn’t carried as far as the pilots. Then, how could he have-

WATCHED YOU ON THE CAMERAS : )

YOU FUCKING SUCK AT BEING SNEAKY, BY THE WAY

LIKE, WOW

Sitting down on the filthy floor with a grimace, Felix closes his eyes, suddenly feeling very, very tired. “Thanks. I’ve noticed,” he sighs out, giving himself a few moments to process.

Vortex is right, in a way. While the experience was mostly awful, what with him being pretty sure he would die that day, Felix has to admit that seeing the quints properly, getting even a glimpse of their physiology up close was horrifyingly fascinating. They’ve long been a mystery he wants desperately to solve, a puzzle to figure out - He wants to see them with his own eyes, to take them apart piece by piece until he knows everything there is to know.

And Vortex seems well aware of it, too, because of course he can mess with the cameras, why not. He’s known all along, apparently, and it had, what- caught his interest? Is that why he strongarmed Felix into ‘piloting’ him in the first place?

He raises his head, intending to ask about it, but his eye is caught by a new string of text across the glass before he can get the words out.

WE CAN BOTH GET WHAT WE WANT OUT OF THIS

Shelving the thought for a later date, he gives Vortex’s screen a considering look, heart racing in his chest. “I’m listening,” he says, cautious.

YOU WANNA DIG AROUND INSIDE THE SQUIDDIES

AND I WANT YOU

WIN-WIN

With a raised brow, Felix scoffs. “Right. And how do I know you’re telling the truth? How do I know you’re not just going to kill me the next time I put that helmet on?”

YOU DON’T

; )

God dammit. Well, he should have expected that, really.

Still, it’s something to work with. Vortex clearly wants him around, whether it be for his medical knowledge or just his entertainment value, which means that, at least for now, he wants Felix alive. There’s no guarantee he won’t change his mind in the future, and Felix is very much aware that alive is not the same as unharmed, but-

It’s a start.

He could still leave. Pack his bags, accept his dishonorable discharge and his mountain of debt, apply at the nearest hospital and never look back. He’d never have to step foot into Vortex again.

But he’d never get to see another quint up close, not unless it was seconds away from smashing him into paste. Never find out what the primary brain looks like, how the mechanical parts merge so seamlessly with alien flesh. Never get to splay one open and tear its secrets from its body, like muscle from bone.

“Alright then,” he finally answers, and fervently hopes it’s the right choice.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! More coming soon! And huge thanks to @jayden-writes and @showstopper35 for their help and support!

[tinfoil-jones]

Welp I didn't think it would be this long but yeah your Jerk Ford au is living in my head rent free

— How many days does it take Mabel to realize that jerk Ford IS that much of a jerk? I'm betting it would take at MOST 2 days but I'm starting to think that it wouldn't even take 1 minute for her to realize that

— What is Ford's reaction to the town making a literal holiday for the day he disappeared? Because I know for a fact he is going to use that to his advantage

— Is weirdmageddon basically just Bill telling people that the only reason he's here is for Ford and everyone (except Stanley) immediately snitching on where Ford is? I imagine it's like

Bill : listen folks I'm here because Stanford Pines has some unfinished business with me so if any of you have any information to where he is i MIGHT let you live.

Everyone in Gravity Falls : He's in the mystery shack it's right around that road, just go straight forward, yeah just pls get rid of him

(I'm in love with your au including Early Amnesia, I just love how you wrote the character so well it scratches my brain the right way I cannot explain it :])

It takes Mabel exactly one minute after Jerk Ford opens his mouth to realize he is that much of a jerk. It takes one more minute for Mabel to realize he can't be saved.

The annual holiday Gravity Falls had that celebrated the day of Fords disappearance changes to "Pines Twins Appreciation Day" Although, without telling the rest of the Pines family, the town does celebrate the day that Stan and Jerk Ford embarked onto their voyage on the Stan O'War II.

-Jerk Ford: I live in those losers mind rent free. They are OBSESSED with me.

Weirdmageddon is basically the same as it was in canon except this time no one puts Fords zodiac symbol on anything, and Mabel has to rescue Dipper from his bubble (he got a bubble this time around since he opened the rift, and because he hates Ford so much and Bill appreciates that) and rescuing Ford was just kind of an added bonus, that they had to do anyways because he was still part of the Cipher Zodiac.

[sodaabaa]

kink headcanons, multifandom 18+

i finally got around to writing some headcanons that i have for my absolute favorite fictional characters!! these guys live rent free in my head so i thought it was about time to put my thoughts down. be aware, these are filthy. enjoy ;)

let me know if there's any other character you all want to see! i'd love to start doing more headcanons.

tw: kink, bdsm, dom/sub dynamics, morally questionable material and men, sexual content. 18+, mdni. all acts described are within the boundaries of limits and consent.

tvd

stefan salvatore

soft dom™ 

stefan is daddy. whether its inside the bedroom or outside, he makes sure to take care of you. 

nurturing, loving, caring, ATTENTIVE. he talks you through it. 

now, just because he’s a softie, doesn’t mean he doesnt get down and dirty. 

noo, when he finds out you’ve been secretly dying to get a little more spicy in bed, he JUMPS at the opportunity. 

his main kinks are choking, restraint, and that sort of faux-praise degradation. he is a dirty talking WIZARD. 

“thats right, thats my girl. you can take it. this is what you were made for.” 

makes sure you have snacks, water, a cozy blanket and plenty of reassurance afterwards. he’s incredibly gentle during aftercare so you get all the cuddles and forehead kisses – his favorite thing to do is watch you drift off as he runs his fingers through your hair. 

bonus: no humanity stefan is a whole other monster. 

will blood share if you’re also a vampire, will feed if you’re human. loves having you clench around him when he’s feeding off you. 

no humanity stefan is a little more sadistic and plays with pain if his partner allows it. 

damon salvatore

we all know this man isn’t vanilla. i mean hello – have you met him?

has a bit of a sadist streak.

restraint, impact play, marking, wax play…he likes to toy with you before doing anything else. 

looooves seeing you beg and whimper while he drips hot wax on your stomach, leading closer to where you want him to touch you. loves watching you squirm while you’re tied spread eagle. he is CRUEL. 

it’s only when you’ve almost tired yourself out from the tension and begging that he gives in. 

after several rounds of orgasms, he’ll finally get tired and pull you into his arms, holding you tight to help ground you after the intensity of the night’s events.

klaus mikaelson

another man who could never be vanilla. 

PRIMAL AS FUCK.

will chase you down through a forest while taunting you, telling you how you can’t get away from him and detailing all the things he’s going to do to you.

loves the chase. nothing gives him a greater adrenaline rush. 

once he catches you, he’s hyper aware of every breath you take, the way your chest rises and falls and your eyes dart between his eyes and his lips, the rapid beating of your heart.

this is where he unleashes.

he’s tearing your clothes off in seconds, unbothered by the fact that the two of you are literally in the middle of the woods.

he has you up against a tree and doesn’t hold back from pounding into you instantly. 

he revels in the sounds he brings out of you, filthy, filthy sounds.

continues to taunt and tease you degradingly, it only fuels you closer to your orgasm.

once you’re both done, your legs are all but jelly so he scoops you up and takes you back home.

he’s an aftercare king. he draws you a bath, lights some candles, and helps wash off any residue from the forest y’all just went crazy in.

he picks leaves out of your hair while you rest lazily on the side of the tub, gazing at him and his pretty face.

he can't help but smile and pull you in for a kiss (and probably another round...)

elijah mikaelson

definitely a lifestyle dominant. most likely a Master.

loves going to dungeons and taking part in high protocol parties (duh, have you seen the way he carries himself and how he dresses?)

he loves seeing you get all dolled up and being a good girl for him.

he doesn’t tolerate brattiness and WILL have you over his lap in an instant, regardless of where you are who you’re around.

definitely a hard dom type – he gives one word commands and you’re expected to obey. 

takes discipline and obedience very seriously. he takes care of you in every way, financially, emotionally, physically and he does ask that you obey him unless there is a serious issue – if there is, he is more than willing to talk.

definitely keeps track of your health and fitness. ensures you eat a healthy, well balanced diet and drink enough water. if you’re a vampire, he blood shares and keeps blood bags stocked just for you.

you are SPOILED. he treats you to spontaneous getaways on exotic islands, expensive shoes, bags, and jewelry. only the best for his best girl.

in bed, he’s gentle but firm. preferring to restrain you with his hands and body as opposed to using ropes. he wants you to feel his power and strength.

not much of a talker and he’s pretty quiet aside from a few grunts and groans here and there. 

definitely plays with long term denial because of the power it gives him over you. 

he loves watching you fall asleep in his arms and he’ll stay up long after you’ve drifted off, just to make sure you’re completely fine.

you wake up to a five course breakfast because as much as you serve him, he serves you equally.

bridgerton

anthony bridgerton

traditional man™

this means he’s very much about rules, discipline, and obedience (iykwim).

he loves it when you defer to him and obey him.

very much a service dom and won’t stop eating you out til you’re half way passed out. 

he’s very gentle but definitely has his moments especially when you’ve tested his patience.

you make sly comments and suggestive gestures when you’re around family and he has to take you to his study to relieve some of the tension.

slams into you almost instantly, knocking the breath out of your stomach.

"is this what you wanted, hm?" while punctuating his words with harsh thrusts.

you have to grip his arms to prevent falling off his desk.

will spank you afterwards to let you know he's not nearly finished with you.

acotar

rhysand

i think he could have been a switch pre-under the mountain. 

now, he’s definitely a dom unless he fully and completely trusts his partner with his life.

it takes some time for him to even be comfortable with you being on top.

but when he’s a dom, he’s a service dom and he goes ALL the way.

there’s not an inch of your body that he hasn’t licked or sucked or kissed.

he’s SKILLED with his hands. making you writhe and scream just with a single finger pressed against the right spot.

he loves having you caress his wings. if you happen to do it while he’s in you, it WILL make him pound into you suddenly.

stamina. that is all.

loves to lay with you on the roof under the night sky when you’re both absolutely worn out. 

azriel

CERTIFIED FREAK. SEVEN DAYS A WEEK. 

restraint, pain, impact, sensation, marking, overstimulation, denial…he does it ALL.

he has his own personal dungeon and its decked out in all sorts of toys, equipment, restraints, etc…

there’s a giant, plush, round bed in the middle for all sorts of activities. 

he’s a sadist. 

he gets off on blindfolding you and just experimenting with all the different ways he can make you squirm, moan, writhe, and even orgasm.

shadows will definitely be used to toy with you, restrain you, and blindfold you. 

sadism is an art and a science to azriel. you’re the muse and willing test subject of all his fantasies.

despite this, sometimes after a particularly rough mission, he’ll want nothing more than to have you gently and tenderly. 

goes to great lengths to ensure you’re okay afterwards. while you’re still floaty and lost in subspace, he’ll bathe you (while inspecting your body for any markings or wounds), clothe you in his cozy sweater that you love, and place you onto that plush bed with the velvety blankets. 

he’ll give you water and some snacks to help bring you back down from subspace and then talk through the whole scene the two of you just did.

he ensures you’re feeling safe and that you don’t have any soreness or pain before finally pulling you into his arms and letting you rest. 

definitely experiences domdrop. when this happens, you do your best to reassure him until he feels better. but sometimes, he just needs to come down on his own.

dcu

jason todd

bad boy type who definitely gets up to some kinky shit. mostly a dom, will let his sub pretend to dom him.

not into restraint.

loves choking and spanking though.

and gunplay.

blindfolds you for two reasons: he doesn’t want you to see his scars and it’s just erotic.

looooves overstimulation. 

when he finally lets you see him, you lay him down and kiss every scar until you get to his bIG FAT-

let’s just say you show him how much you love him with your mouth.

this makes him go feral. he pulls you up, flips you over and pounds the absolute living hell out of you. 

no mercy. this man has NO MERCY. he will ram into you despite how intense the pleasure you’re feeling is. hard, punishing thrusts. you can barely make a sound.

when he’s finally done (my man has stamina), he’s a big cuddly bear.

you wear his sweater to sleep.

bruce wayne

vanilla. after all the violence in his life, he wants physical intimacy to be soft, gentle, safe.

sugar daddy asf though. will pay you just to come to galas with him.

loves spending money on you.

will buy you extravagant things, dresses, jewels, cars. 

buys you hundreds of lingerie sets.

you dance for him as he sits back in a chair.

rips all the lingerie off when you get close to him. you protest and giggle about the ruined lingerie but he just pulls you in and promises to buy you more.

very attentive, loves coaxing those sweet sounds out of you.

is a whore for your touch.

bonus: the maddest obsession

christian allister 

DADDY? SORRY. DADDY? SORRY. DADD-

where do i even start.

dangerously obsessive and possessive. you belong to him.

isn’t necessarily a sadist in the sense that he loves hurting you. it’s more that he loves watching you get floaty from all the orgasms he gives you. back to back to back to- this man lives for your orgasms. the sounds you make, the way you squirm, the way the only word you can muster out is his name.

and he belongs to you. other people don’t even exist to him. 

when you’re out, his eyes are trained on you and you alone.

he’s a scary dom. all harsh commands and degrading taunts.

he loves controlling you. he picks your clothes down to your lingerie.

definitely gets you a day collar.

finds your brattiness amusing because it disappears as soon as he gives you that look.

will leave your ass red if you so much as smile at another man.

loves restraining you so he can freely explore every inch of your body.

toys with you like a predator would its prey before they pounce.

this man has you seeing stars just with his tongue.

loves having you on top so he can watch you bounce on him. but every movement is still controlled by him and he makes sure you know it by pulling your hair and keeping a firm hand on the back of your neck.

will leave you with marks all over. sometimes in very visible places so everyone knows who you belong to. most marks are in places only he can see.

stern aftercare. will force you to drink water before he lets you have any sweets as a treat for taking it all so well.

[ofbatsandballads]

Hi Rae. Who gave you permission to snap my heart in two at midnight? No, really, this has me going insane so have my ranting under the cut:

He's not normal. Not someone you should be happy to see. […] But you are– everytime he drags his weary body to your window– you're happy. You smile, welcome him inside like he has a place there.

The way I’m already screaming “because he does have a place there!” before we’ve even hit the end. Something about Jason not being able to accept love not because other people are liars or insincere but because he can’t comprehend why anyone would love him is so heartbreakingly in character.

It's not like he can offer the same back or return the favors you so freely give. He wants to– at least he thinks he does– he just gets stuck when it comes to what to do with you.

Reciprocity—tit for tat, an eye for an eye—being so ingrained in his perception of the world and of himself that he can’t realize he doesn’t have to return the favor, that he can just accept the kindness for what it is, makes me want to cry. Thanks.

shocked to stillness each time your hands don't bring a wave of hurt to his skin.

Stray dog coded Jason who doesn’t know what to do when touch doesn’t hurt is so dear to me. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: your characterization of him is golden.

He adores you. He won't admit it to anyone, not even to himself most of the time. But he does.

Jason who loves so deeply, so completely that it could destroy him. Jason who has spent both of his lives just trying to stay above water, running from anything that could harm him. Jason who was killed because he loved so fiercely. Just…him finding himself loving someone that much again and sort of bluescreening on what that means for him.

There is no happy ending when all he can offer is fleeting comforts and one word answers. He doesn't deserve your patience, your endless willingness to understand and wait for him to figure himself out.

The absolute overpowering emotion of needing to drill it into his head with love and kindness and care that there is a happy ending with all of that actually. And that he does deserve good things and patience and love. I just know loving him would be so frustrating sometimes but that each time it would just make you want to stick around more.

If he knew how, he'd ask if you were really okay with who he is, what he does, how he acts. Your eagerness to make him feel like he does fit into any place in your life makes him wonder if it's all just a mask. If you're just waiting for him to be at his worst to reveal that it's all a lie– that he's truly and devastatingly unwanted.

So this whole paragraph took me out but that last line destroyed me. The phrase “truly and devastatingly unwanted” is going to live rent free in my head for a while now.

it's just that the store was out and he was bleeding too heavily through his suit to stop at anywhere else.

I recently read a piece of Jason meta that said that he would accept any and all harm or mistreatment just to get the companionship and love he craves and this really speaks to that because why are you picking up ice cream when you’re bleeding out??? Oh, it’s because he thinks he’s unworthy of basic human decency if he has nothing to offer.

You're just too good. Everything Jason isn't. He feels like he's dragging you down with him when you offer to keep emergency weapons for him hidden in your apartment. He's definitely staining everything you are with his greedy hands when you start keeping extra first aid kits in your closet.

Clawing at the walls while screaming “they do it because they love you!!!” I love reading this from the perspective of his partner because it’s just sitting here listening to the internal monologue of man that is confidently incorrect. Your description of him being an unreliable narrator is spot on.

And when you clean out a drawer in your dresser for him to keep clothes in, when you stock your cupboards with all his preferred foods, fill your shelves with his favorite books, and play the songs he loves to hum along to, he selfishly lets himself believe you might want this forever too. You do.

One of my favorite things about how you write Jason is that he always, without fail, breaks at the end just a little bit. The sustained love and care and kindness always manages to get the tiniest foothold in his soul, like a flower growing through a crack in concrete. Even when he thinks he’s being selfish or delusional or blindly hopeful. It’s so true to what loving someone like him would be like—slow and gradual and hard fought, but resolute and unflinching.

So yeah, in short I love this with my entire being and I will be sending you the bill for my therapy (please never stop writing).

If He Could

Jason is an unreliable narrator ~1k words

Jason's no good for you. He's too brash, too rough, too easily pulled away to defend the streets of Gotham. He's a liability in your life, a dark stain in the otherwise perfect fabric of your reality. He's all the worst of shadowed alleys and tortured corners of decaying apartments.

He's quick to pull a weapon, even quicker to throw a punch. He doesn't quite remember how to make his smile look natural, how to stand without his shoulders tense and ready to dodge whatever comes his way. He's not normal. Not someone you should be happy to see.

But you are– everytime he drags his weary body to your window– you're happy. You smile, welcome him inside like he has a place there.

And he doesn't know what to do with it. Doesn't know how he should react to your bright eyes and soft touches and fond words. It's not like he can offer the same back or return the favors you so freely give. He wants to– at least he thinks he does– he just gets stuck when it comes to what to do with you.

He knows he shouldn't tense up at your reassuring pats to his arms– but he freezes, shocked to stillness each time your hands don't bring a wave of hurt to his skin. He knows he shouldn't be so quiet when you ramble about your day, but he can't find the words to describe just how much he does care about every mundane fact you share with him.

And oh, does he care. Too much even. Cares in a way that scares him off the grid for days at a time, only to sheepishly find his way back to your fire escape with a tub of melting ice cream or cooling coffee and a half-baked excuse on his tongue.

He adores you. He won't admit it to anyone, not even to himself most of the time. But he does. It's you who he wants to come back to when his feet ache and his eyes strain to make out words and figures. It's you who makes him feel not so heavy when the sun starts to rise over the tired, crumbling buildings he knows better than his own skin.

He has a portion of his heart and mind set aside just for you. But Jason can't tell you that. The more he relents to you (because he can never say no when you ask), the more he threatens to ruin you. He's a slow rot, a plague that sets into the very marrow of your bones.

But you don't see it. He doesn't want you to, but you should. You should understand that by carving out a place for him besides you, you are going to destroy yourself from the inside out.

There is no happy ending when all he can offer is fleeting comforts and one word answers. He doesn't deserve your patience, your endless willingness to understand and wait for him to figure himself out.

It's not fair to you– to either of you. But he always ends up back in your living room, always ends up with his hands curling into fists as you graciously take whatever food or trinket he's brought to try and win your continued affections.

He secretly believes he must be the most selfish person in the world when he leans into your warm hugs, when he passes out on your couch after your semi-regular movie nights. (He tries not to linger on what it means when he sleeps better on your old, worn furniture than his own bed)

It's cruel of him to lead you on like this. It's cruel of him to set himself up for heartbreak. You'll learn that he's not worth your time soon enough. But, for now, he can't help but bask in the way you offer to stitch the tears in his clothes, the way you so excitedly ask him to try every new recipe you've made.

If he knew how, he'd ask if you were really okay with who he is, what he does, how he acts. Your eagerness to make him feel like he does fit into any place in your life makes him wonder if it's all just a mask. If you're just waiting for him to be at his worst to reveal that it's all a lie– that he's truly and devastatingly unwanted.

Those words still haven't come from either of your lips– don't come– even when he messes up and brings you the wrong flavor of ice cream. (It's not that he forget what you liked– it's just that the store was out and he was bleeding too heavily through his suit to stop at anywhere else)

The words don't even come when he doesn't tell you why he disappeared for over a month this time. (Someone got too close to his identity– to you. He had to track down everyone involved before he could even think of resting or seeing you again)

Jason wants to have the right words, wants to do the right thing, and make you laugh and watch your eyes light up because of something he did. He wants to hug you back in a way that makes you feel safe and needed and wanted above all else. He wants to. He just doesn't deserve to give you that, even if he knew how to do it.

You're just too good. Everything Jason isn't. He feels like he's dragging you down with him when you offer to keep emergency weapons for him hidden in your apartment. He's definitely staining everything you are with his greedy hands when you start keeping extra first aid kits in your closet.

But for the life of him, he can't stop. Can't stop his familiar trek to your windowsill. Can't stop craving the hugs you offer, the conversations you share.

He wants this forever. He wants to keep this– you– whatever this is, in between his fingers and never let go. (He could if you'd just let him) You would.

And when you clean out a drawer in your dresser for him to keep clothes in, when you stock your cupboards with all his preferred foods, fill your shelves with his favorite books, and play the songs he loves to hum along to, he selfishly lets himself believe you might want this forever too. You do.

[malinowaj]

2024 fandom review

thank you for the tag @nerdyfangirl76 and @almostlake 💜

warning: this got really long

fics written

in 2024, i posted 3 finished fics and one currently on-going WIP. in total that was 122,542 words and i keep looking at that number in complete disbelief.

i started the year by saying, multiple times, i'm not going to write anything because it's been nearly a decade since i wrote for fun. then i had an idea and was all "well, maybe if i wrote this one short thing, posted it and then dipped never to be seen again". insert my friend laughing at me at regular intervals because we all know that's not what happened.

always losing to win is very dear to me, for several reasons, and it'll never stop blowing my mind how many people have read it and been on that journey with me.

fics read

my AO3 history is about 300 fics, but i did not sort out my logins until months into the year, so the actual number is probably somewhere closer to 350.

i tried to pick a few favourite fics i read and limiting myself to just these is hard. i regret to say none of these have received the praise, comments and love from me that they deserve, because it took me months to get over my comment shyness. but i hope this makes up for it a bit. (new year's resolution: more comments for everyone.) in alphabetical order by title:

almost is never enough by @in-amor-veritas

there's a scene in this with kent's 747 that i have the strongest, plot-wise most insignificant headcanon about and i think about it every time i hear the song. which is often. and then i end up thinking about the whole story.

another dose by stargazers

it's such a beautiful version of wilmon, because it's so them. and it's hot.

chasing our sunlight by fitz_y

if there ever was a fic that lives rent free in my head, it's this. the way it deals with so many heavy topics has made me cry, but it's such an incredibly crafted story i come back to it often.

forever i'm yours by @goldenwilmon

the way the fall in love in this one? hands down one of my favourites ever. whenever i need some fluff and happiness in my life, this is the one i go for.

little light by @unfortunate17

possibly one of the first, if not the first, wilmon fic i read in 2024. it broke something in me, but also healed something in me.

reckless abandon by @zee-has-commitment-issues

i absolutely love the concept and the way all the characters are so well-rounded. one of the fics i could not stop reading and can't wait to read again.

so loaded, eye low by @enjoythesilentworld

the chemistry, the angst. the sweet, delicious angst. and hot as hell.

where be left off by @gulliblelemon

the best way for me to fight some physical pain? some emotional pain. and this one has it, in the best, most beautiful way. very few fics have i devoured like i did this one.

the wolf comes home by @phneltwrites

after months, i still keep thinking about a particular line in this one. the trauma aftermath, the way they deal with it. also my favourite established relationship wilmon.

looking forward to in 2025

i can't wait to read and see all the amazing fics and gifs and edits and everything this fandom comes up with. i already know there'll be so many wonderful things i'll enjoy.

as for my own writing, i'm trying to get a good chunk of hope and legacy written before the insanity that'll be my life from late january to the end of february. (no context chapter 4 spoiler: simon steals a flag.)

there is also in from the cold, the espionage AU i have about 10K written for - and that's barely the beginning. i don't know if it'll ever see the light of day, but i do love the concept and all the research i've done for it.

i have been thinking about space wilmon lately, and while i said i'm not going to go down that road myself, i did remember a few lines from record of a spaceborn few that may have sparked an idea. it might become something one day, or it might never be more than the few disjointed lines and ideas i have typed in my notes.

there's also a file with a list of songs that i might want to build stories around. in general i have a lot of ideas, but very few of them might become anything. i'd like to put it down as "english is not my first language so writing is slow" thing, and while it is that too, it's mostly me being a perfectionist and not able to let go. (which is why i should probably have a beta telling me 'this is fine, go post it'. if anyone feels up for doing that...)

the biggest, warmest thank you to everyone who's read anything i've written, left kudos or comments, sent messages, in any way engaged. it has made my year, and this fandom experience so special 💜

not tagging anyone, but if any of the authors i mentioned haven't done this yet and would like to, i'd love to read your reviews.

[transtrashpanda]

Ok, I don't really like jegulus all that much *gasp* i know, BUT there is one idea of them that lives rent free in my head and is my ride or die for jegulus.

Basically James is in 7th year and Regulus is in 6th.

James loves running early in the mornings as the sun is rising (he's allowed to cause he's a quidditch captain and he's doing it for quidditch so McGonagall is a little more lenient), but he always does it alone because Frank graduated and Sirius refuses to wake up that early. Anyways he runs into Regulus also out running at the start of the year and they run in silence. They do that again, and again for a week or so.

It becomes evident that neither of them are going to stop running early in the morning for an array of reasons including but not limited to:

James already being deep into the habit of waking up at that time and running it's unnatural not to.

Regulus is stubborn as fuck.

Purposefully changing their routine to avoid the other is rude and impolite (they're both really into politeness and manners cause you know their mothers would have their heads for anything less) and would needlessly complicate future encounters which are more and more common that year (both are quidditch captains, James is head boy, and Regulus is a prefect so they have to begrudgingly interact)

They were both raised to be good sports and to show some respect to the other teams, especially the other teams captain (James was taught that because that's the right thing to do and being a good sport is important. Regulus was taught that being disrespectful/a bad sport was far below him and his family and that he must uphold the family image and therefore the family name by being proper and that means being the paragon of good sportsmanship and respect for those he is competing against)

House unity and shit (both are reluctant yet do it cause of their positions)

Anyways, James eventually starts a conversation and continues talking despite Regulus not responding or giving any sign of listening because damn he missed talking on these runs. They become reluctant friends because neither of them are going anywhere so they better make the best of it and they start working out in the quidditch pitch together.

Eventually Regulus starts giving small responses, little hums and nods but not full words. Then as the end of the term nears, they start actually talking.

Then they're both at the quidditch pitch early for the finial game before winter break, preparing cause they're the captains and they kiss and it's wonderful.

Just them being reluctant friends and quidditch not-quite-rivials-but-close to lovers>>>

(also at some point James would give Regulus his hoodie because it's cold and he's nice like that and Regulus has a whole gay panic over it when he gets back to his dorm, all while still wearing James' hoodie)

[iamnmbr3]

why do you think harry got obsessed of draco so much and so fast in the sixth book?

until now it's always been up to draco to start the interaction, and the rare times harry acted first was to protect against/stop malfoy (es. third book, malfoy and co wanted to beat up ron at hogsmade, when he was "alone") so always as an answer to something draco did first.

the only exception i can think of is when the golden trio thought he was the slytherin's heir, but even then he stopped being suspicious after he was told by draco that he wasn't responsable of the attacks to the muggleborns (and he belived immediatley).

but in the HbP harry stalks draco without ANY reason, and ok- he just exchanged insults with him and narcissa, but they were just buying robes, they weren't that shady;

so what does it matter he slipped away from his mom? and looked behind is shoulders once or twice?

every other time draco was plotting something harry just got a bad feeling and waited to see how it played out.

and i don't buy the "he was still grieving for sirius and threw himself into a new project", because there are all the signs that he grew up a bit since the first murder he witnessed aka cedric;

like he doesn't want to talk about it still, but at least he doesn't want to forget it, and he recived emotional support of the weasleys and ron and hermione much sooner, and without the anxiety of being expelled and being cut out from the magical world.

like canonically draco was shitty to him (like always), was being a bit shady (like always), and harry really said "ah yes, i'm finally gonna lose my shit to follow that guy i hate day and night" like what

Puberty happened.

I think a couple of things were going on.

First of all, Harry has always paid extremely close attention to Draco. I mean, he literally dreams about him his first night in Hogwarts. This isn't new. Draco has lived rent free in Harry's head from day 1. That's why we, the readers, know so much about him despite almost the entire story being told from Harry's limited 3rd-person pov.

Harry and Draco know and understand each other extremely well. It's why Harry is able to immediately notice very subtle changes in Draco's behavior and affect and intuit what's going on with him. He doesn't just think Draco is a Death Eater. He KNOWS. Just like Draco knows that Harry is watching him from under the cloak just because he heard him take a loud breath and saw a flash of his shoe and also knows that if he turns his back on Harry while they're alone, Harry won't attack. Or just like later Harry can tell just with a quick glance that Draco's mission from Voldemort isn't going well.

Thus, we can see that 1) Harry's fascination with Draco isn't new and 2) because he knows Draco so well he almost immediately figures out Draco is up to something dangerous and therefore wants to stop him.

Also, suddenly for the first time Harry is not Draco's priority. Draco's not trying to get his attention or interact with him anymore. And perhaps on some deep, unacknowledged level that doesn't feel right to Harry.

Then on top of that we've got the effects of Sirius's death to factor in. And the fact that as they get older, Harry's fascination with Draco is only going to get stronger and we've got a perfect storm of unacknowledged drarry feels mixing with a long standing rivalry that has now become higher stakes than ever as they both take up their roles on opposite sides of the war mixing with a need to cope with Sirius's death and prevent any more people he cares about from dying plus a good dose of stubborness because no one will listen and presto Draco obcession.

[gabbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

♠️🃏Unlikely/“The Nightmare Clown” headcanons!!🃏♠️

- he/it, or any prns. doesn’t necessarily have a solid gender, but is masc leaning

- 9’11, bro is TALLLLL. Third tallest in the Astral Circle!! (Behind Chaugnar Faugn and Zoth Ommog)

- Unlabeled, can’t really grasp the concept of sexuality/romantic orientation. He just goes to go, a little bit of this and that if you will

- Probably a few centuries old, may or may not have started out as an imaginary friend/muse. Feeds off of the sorrows and trauma of people + even picks up on their features and whatnot, depending on how strong their trauma is. (Cough cough. Henry. Cough)

- Extroverted, Loud, Hotheaded, and Mean. Can and will bully you. Beware

- Specializes in puppetry. Can take any living/nonliving thing, and control it to his very liking. He doesn’t do this too much, since he either forgets his own powers, or he just doesn’t want to

- Telekinetic (explanation for how he “clears the table” in Nightmare mode)

- Can teleport, and track people down, psychologically. Once he’s in your dream—more specifically, once you get that damned paper the man in the clown mask (who is his right hand man and employee) gives you, you can’t get him away from you. unless you beat him in one of his harder games. Living in your head rent free, quite literally

- HHHATES people who cheat in games. The second you try any of the ol’ tricks in the book on him, he will smack you and your deck so hard you’ll be halfway to Albuquerque. Except for himself.

- Will sometimes cheat against his opponents in games, but won’t let vice versa happen. Ever. #sorelosercore

- the last person who had cheated against him in one of his games was never heard from or seen again. “died of mysterious circumstances” they said.

- Doesn’t like humans very much. With the exception of like, Chester Titor, a little bit, and ���Anon” (my placeholder name for the Mask Clown)…unless you’re regarding their taste and texture, and occasional wits

- Wouldn’t hurt a child, even if one encounters him in a dream. Will probably just scare them off and make them wake up at best.

- Truly Innocent folks are a bit on thin ice—he will He plays easier games with them, but treats them similarly to how he does the average person, albeit goes a bit softer on them

- His nose isn’t the only thing that can honk when pressed. Almost every other part of him can!! Some honk louder or softer, deeper or higher, than other parts. He can even make himself honk inside out. There’s absolutely no explanation for this

- Self aware

- The front pocket on Unlikely’s overalls leads to a bottomless pit/void, anything *he* wants can be physically manifested in there, albeit it’ll end up coming out looking really colorful and vibrant!! Pocket dimension, literally

- It can also transform into a little mouth! The tummy mouth can indeed speak. But. Unlikely doesn’t let it. 90% of the time it just starts insulting him and he has to go shut it up repetitively punching himself in the gut until the mouth shuts itself up, and reverts back into a pocket

Note: this *only* occurs when he wears his signature fit, or if he’s wearing overalls with a visible front pocket

- He can create sentient Balloon animals. 9/10 times it’ll become violent/display rabid behavior (if it’s an animal). He can also create. Whatever. This man can whip out a balloon Chutulu if he wanted to (they can all be popped with a sharp surface despite their power so..)

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- Yk the black liquid that leaks from his face when he loses in Unlikely? Yeah, that liquid can come out whenever he’s either: shaken at a fast/violent rate. In that case, He doesn’t care too much—or if he feels overwhelmed by something, such as a loss in a game. He’s a VERY BAD SORE LOSER, and probably a worse sore winner because he uh. quite literally eats you. Yeah.

- Uses Petnames on everyone. Especially “Darlin’”… will give you a specific pet name if he’s close enough with you/considers you a friend

- Friends with most of the Nightmares, despite not being present in the circle—he does his own little thing w/ the other “special” nightmares (Evil Chester, Peach, Xuchilbara, Triad (Mask ghost))

- Can go into the ‘mortal realm’ for a Short amount of time, can only be summoned by “Anon” (Mask Clown), via the Clown mask that he carries around.

- Has an older sister named “The Fever Dream Jester”, who is just him, but significantly more serious, wiser, and plays much harder (and timed) games. They do not get along with each other + she teases him a lot, which causes him to get riled up and throw tantrums. Why and how this thing has an older sister, let alone a biological relative is. Beyond comprehension but. He does!!

- Has some very deadpan humor for a clown, despite his peppy and loud attitude. Specializes in dark humor (the actually funny kind, not…y’know)

- Can and will go in drag sometimes. “B-but it’s the 1950s! Drag wasn’t accepted back then!” AHT AHT AH A A SHHHHHHH!!!!!! THAT MAN WILL PUT ON MAKEUP AND A PRETTY LIL DRESS AND THATS FINALLL.

- Can summon small things out of thin air..funny magic man

- Can, and probs will eat ANYTHING you give him, edible, inedible…but only under the circumstance that it tastes good to him. he doesn’t really have a digestive system or…y’know. Any organs. At all. So nothing can actually damage him, not even poison. Below the head, He’s just a vessel full of weird trippy Black goop n that’s really it

- will never ever ever leave leftovers. Once he finds something (more accurately someONE) he likes the taste of, he just. Downs it.

- Doesn’t eat doppels. He doesn’t like their taste very much (too sour, rough skin), much prefers the real deal

- Once owned a clown car. He crashed it somewhere almost immediately after getting it + he doesn’t have a license

- Cannot cook at ALL. He prefers raw over cooked anyway + he’d probably blow the kitchen to smithereens the second you turn your back on him. He likes it when people cook for him though. ups his ego and appetite a notch

- Can sometimes levitate, but only up a short distance above ground level. He usually does this when he gets tired of walking

- Can change bits of his physical appearance to screw with people, (ex. His eyes and teeth). Will occasionally pretend to be a doppel of himself to rile folks up. Nearly got exiled from the Astral Circle for that.

- Despite his love for meat and all things carnage and bloodshed, he’s got a sweet tooth there as well, he likes cake !! (He will get “Anon” to summon his big self into the mortal realm and break into a bakery just for some grub be so fr rn)

- Has a true/“base” form that is just a giant, black goop monster with colorful eyes all over,, and some teeth. Nobody has seen this form aside from himself

- Can hypnotize, albeit for a few minutes up to an hour. He only does this to toy with his vicitms during games (hypnotizing into getting them to lose/get distracted), or for fun.

- Probably considered a marysue at this point

- Can do eye imagery, but exclusively Card suite symbols (Hearts, Clubs, Spades, and Diamonds), each representing a specific mood of his, specifically when playing a game. Examples!!

- He can materialize confetti and balloons out of thin air, usually setting as distractions

- Voice HC: DJ Grooves (A Hat In Time)

[thewickedjazzy]

yall don't understand how happy I am that anon is asking for other writers LIKE PLEASE SUPPORT MY BBS

I would like to mention @remlionheart (please don't get me started i absolutely ADORE her jjk and bsd fics "up against the wall" is the reason why i'm still alive and kickin' yall don't understand how much i love remmie 🫶🏻 eee )

@sahisan (I'm completely obsessed with all of her chuu thirsts)

@literatureloverx (her headcanons, scenarios, and analyses are always in my head, living rent-free).

@cheriecoke (rylie omg- I constantly find myself rereading her fics- not to mention how adorable she is pleaseee also, "i miss when we first met" and "skin" are literally the ones for me sjkwsjsjiss).

@osarina (rina's aus are literally mind-blowing, for someone like me who thrives on overthinking aus, she just gets it and i absolutely adore her for that ugh!! i haven't had the chance to read wykyk or the rest, i'm running way behind, please forgive me 😔. but waterloo??? jesus christ, y'all SHOULD read it.)

@fyodior (flora- oh god- flora is literally a telepathist- and I am utterly captivated by her thirsts and a/b/o fics, like completely enamored. yall please i beg you...)

I'm 100% sure there are more amazing writers i haven't mentioned yet. forgive me i just woke up pfjwkwj

I thought about fanfic writers like you, flamey, jess and those. Thing is I wanna support rather unknown writers so badly cuz I'm pretty sure they're amazing too <3

i don’t really know who’s more known/unknown but some who have been killin the game are @moomuzan (beautiful angst), @dorotheasdiary and @ranpazz (for all your ranpo needs), @causenessus (multifandom but love ness’ bsd stuff), @kittydied0-o (smaus!!!)

[kunikiiida-kuuun]

My heart wished to stay here, because it gave me a reason to live ♡

Fukuzawa + The Founding Trio

[libbys-braincell-loss]

I'M NORMAL I'M NORMAL I'M NORMAL I'M NOR

[fatedroses]

Two former military elites taking merc jobs perform absolutely hellish battle tactics together.

[rikotin]

"I love everything you are. Both your good and bad traits." "Are you sure?" "I am."

CENTURY OF LOVE (2024)