#butter slathering anon

[occasionalsnippets]

Gotham MC and FD MC worlds getting merged so funny if it's eldritch gotham MC instead. When FD plans to kill Joker and they straight up just saw him getting chomped by a horror™ instead. Welp, a win is a win then ig?

- butter anon slatherer

In reference to this snippet

Taglist: @dragondevinity, @lonely-star2044, @sheep-from-rad, @ilxandra, @thethingwiththefeathers, @star-wars-lycanwing-bat, @sackofsadstuff, @zonked-times, @paastaboi, @venfia, @fantasy-angelo, @linaisadream

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This… wasn’t what you expected in your plan to kill the Joker.

The creature, monster, thing, smiles innocently at you as if they hadn’t just devoured the Joker right before you.

“You won’t tell, right?” they say in a mimicry of a human voice. “I was so hungry, I just couldn’t resist.”

“I won’t.” Despite everything getting derailed, this is probably fine? There’s no evidence left except for you and them. “Do you want to get bat burger? I’ll pay.”

Bright, unnatural eyes fell upon you. “You’ll pay? How kind. I promise I won’t overindulge on your dime.”

They raise their pinky finger and wink. You’re sure you figure out whether you made the right decision or not soon as the creature follows you out of the alley and into the drearily lit Gotham streets, waiting to be fed.

[clodsire-the-random-creature]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

WTF. YOU AGAIN?!??

[hazbin-mpreg]

Just a quick request uploaded from the ask box, thank you so much for asking me to write this anon! I hope you like it!

There’s no trigger warnings beside small mentions of morning sickness. As always, the story is underneath the cut

Charlie was always quite proud of herself for maintaining a hotel and never truly getting burnt out or even sick, though recently things had began to change.

It first started with the fact that she couldn’t seem to stay awake, falling asleep mid conversation, standing up, whatever she seemed to be doing simply didn’t keep her awake.

While her usual go to was caffeine, it didn’t seem to help- rather it made her nausea and finding herself in the bathroom once or twice.

At the moment she was in the hotels kitchen area, a shared area that hotel residents tended to share.

She was sitting at the counter, munching on an apple slathered in peanut butter. While she was avoiding most of her regular foods (seeming as they made her sick any time she ate them), she found herself craving things she often didn’t eat.

“Hey Char!” Lucifer spoke as he popped his head in the kitchen. He had been proud of how far his daughter had come, but like all the other hotel residents, something had happened to her and quite frankly, nobody could place it.

“Hey dad!” Charlie smiled brightly from where she sat, having finished off her snack.

“How are you feeling?” Lucifer asked, shuffling over to the fridge to grab some water.

“Well I’m okay I guess, my apetitte is coming back!” Charlie smiled lightly.

“Yeah? That’s good?” Lucifer mused, staring between his daughter and the apple core she held in her hand.

“Hey Charlie-“ Lucifer spoke carefully as it suddenly hit him.

“Yeah dad? Are you okay?” Charlie asked, noticing the sudden change in his expression.

“Oh yeah I’m fine Char!” He smiled lightly, rolling the water bottle in his hands.

“I uh… have you considered taking a pregnancy test?” Lucifer asked, bracing for his daughters reaction.

“No—“ Charlie frowned, confusion flashing on her eyes. “Why would I?” She asked, having tossed the apple core as she stood.

“Well uh..” Lucifer laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ya see.. when I was pregnant with you.. I craved a lot of apples- and with you getting sick and falling asleep…” Lucifer trailed off as he watched her eyes grow wide.

“Thanks dad!” She spoke, rushing out the door and past Vaggie who was sitting in the lounge talking to Angel Dust.

Vaggie blinked, a bit confused but hadn’t followed her.

Charlie had rushed to her and Vaggie’s bedrooom, scurrying into the bathroom. Having shut and lick the door, scrambling around for the pregnancy tests she and Vaggie kept under the sink counter just incase.

Having finally found one, her eyes scanned the directions and decided to take it.

As she waited for the results, she began pacing the bathroom, clearly nervous. Her mind running a mile a minute it felt like!

“Oh!” She yelped out in surprise as the timer suddenly went off.

Turning around, she forced herself to look down at the tests.

It took her a few seconds to process what she was staring at. Not one but three postive pregnancy tests.

“Oh my Satan!” She squealed, her heart pounding in excitement.

“Vaggie!” She called, almost running straight into the fallen angel.

“What are you doing?” Vaggie asked, steadying Charlie as she held onto her girlfriends shoulder.

“Vaggie!” She giggled, still giddy. “We’re having a baby!!” Charlie cried, bouncing lightly on her heels.

“What..?” Vaggie blinked slowly, trying to process what her girlfriend was saying.

“I just took a couple pregnancy tests! It makes sense! It explains why I’m getting sick, feeling so sleepy, and all the weird stuff I’ve been eating!” Charlie explained rapidly.

“Wait.. really?” Vaggie blinked, her face turning soft.

“Yeah!” Charlie giggled as Vaggie pulled her in for a tight hug.

“We’re having a baby!” Vaggie beamed, her hands resting on Charlie’s belly.

“We are!!” Charlie giggled, pulling her girlfriend in for a kiss.

[bite-sized-devil]

♡ ,☆, & ൠ for Beelzebub?

Fuck yes anon! Thank you for choosing Beel 💕

Character Headcanons

Beelzebub

♡ - romantic headcanon:

He didn't know why he kept feeling this fluttering in his stomach. It started around the time you arrived in the devildom, maybe he has another parasite? His twin wasn't around to tell him not to eat bad food.

He noticed it grew worse the closer he was to you, did he want to eat you? Was that it? Avoiding you was his only option, Lucifer was very adamant that you weren't to be eaten.

Why was he thinking about you so often? He started thinking of ways he would eat you to distract the ache he felt when he chose not to be around you. But even in those day dreams his stomach was uneasy, and why did they never end up with you being eaten?

In one he was slathering you in butter, you were smiling up at him when he looked at you. Your pretty eyes staring at him as if he held the moon, it made him physically blush. When he looked away from imaginary you he noticed it was sunscreen he was rubbing onto your skin, he'd taken you to the beach. What the hell was going on!

He desperately needs Belphie to talk to about this, but he's up in the human realm right now.

He ends up breaking at the breakfast table one morning, you'd offered him the rest of your toast when you'd noticed he looked a bit off. Standing up abruptly, slamming his hands on the table leaning across at you yelling. "What is it with you! Why can't I get you out of my head!"

Lucifer pulled him aside after you and the rest of his brothers had gone to RAD. He was a little shocked when his eldest brother told him that he obviously had a crush on you. A crush? But it feels so different from the crushes he's had in the past.

He ends up skipping RAD that day. Instead he finds himself in your room, lying on your bed. Your scent is strongest there, he falls asleep on your pillow holding one of your sleep shirts in his hand.

The dreams he has are of you like usual, they start off sweet and comfortable. But the image of your scared face keeps resurfacing in his dreams. It wakes him, he needs to make things right with you.

Sitting up suddenly, he notices you're sleeping form beside him. You've obviously fallen asleep waiting for him to wake up. There is a plate of uneaten food on your beside table. Did he miss dinner? Did you get that for him?

He glanced down at you to find you looking up at him. You don't look scared, there is something in your eyes that he's seen before but only in his dreams. Do you feel the same way he does?

"You're awake, you missed dinner so I bought you back some... Beel, I'm so sorry if my living here has caused you any-" He cuts you off with a kiss before you can finish.

Fear floods his stomach when you don't kiss him back straight away. But when he feels your arms wrap around his waist and start to pull him down towards you the fear is replaced with a new feeling. It's similar to hunger but for the first time it's not food he wants. It's you, all of you.

☆ - happy headcanon:

One of his happiest memories is when you and Belphie surprised him with a trip to the human world to a do a pub crawl but instead of pubs it was burger joints. His favourite food and his two favourite people, he can't think of anything better.

ൠ - random headcanon:

Beel likes to do morning yoga in his boxer briefs. The morning you found that out was one of your favourites. He was mid cat pose when you opened the door, his perky ass on full display. You just about got a blood nose, luckily you didn't though, you would have hated to excuse yourself and miss out on the show.

Hope you liked this anon 💞 sorry I went overboard with that first headcanon, it's Beel though, can you blame me?

If you'd like to send in a request: headcanon meme

[doolittle]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

this is freaky ash but im kinda into anon keep going

[arsenalgbt]

Blasting Britney Spears and having a pamper night and now all I can thinking about is Kai readying himself to be ploughed. I'm talking shaving himself bare like Dec likes, slathering himself in body butter, small hint of makeup (gloss, mascara and faint highlight) and just getting absolute princess treatment. I have a bottle of red and I want to work on a fic tonight, probably won't be this but might get it in your inbox- 💙🤍 kt anon

mate is highlight the glittery powder on your cheeks? mate imagine them on kai’s slay cheekbones………… mate… femme kai 2025 y/y?

aight waiting for ANY fic tbh let’s go!!!!!

[peachdues]

Hi Peach!

I have been trying to spend less time on Tumblr right now but I got some very bad family news and decided to treat myself to your blog and I’m really cheered up!

That teaser you posted and the fact we are getting a super emotional reunion✨second time✨ in TGW as well as a ✨first time✨ before we get to the aftermath of Tengen’s spicy lessons. Thank you for the meal

‘You’ve no idea, while I was gone I thought endlessly of you’ - I’m sorry it’s so emotional I won’t be able to take it I love him so much 😭

This may be spoiler territory (if it is tell me to shooosh) but will we see any of Giyuu’s POV thinking about reader in the infinity castle? 👀👀

AND NETHERWOOD Sanemi j*rking off and you saying we will be mad at him, reader about to leave him to go to a new village my heart is breaking, Peach you are such an awesome write - I’m still having fun trying to decipher your teaser images btw.

I was wondering between Kanae and Reader did Nemi have other girlfriends in between as he is super experienced with women

I know your inbox is sky high and even if you just see this message, I’ve seen that you’re struggling with your depression a lot recently, I hope you’re doing alright and taking time for yourself, doing what makes you happy and what helps clear your mind ❤️

-🫧🫧

(PS died when you mentioned Seelie Kyojuro as I am from Scotland 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿)

MY BELOVED BUBBLE ANON!!

Hello my love!! I adore seeing you in my inbox, always!

I’m so sorry you’re going through a rough time right now. I really hope you’re able to take some time and get some rest and indulge in a bit of self care. I’m sending you lots of hugs, and since you’re in Scotland, some tea as well. I’m partial to crumpets so if you like them, I how you get to eat them however you like them! (I’m a slather it in butter girl myself)

As for TGW — hehehehehe I’m so glad you enjoyed the teaser!! TGW has been a lot of fun to write (even if I have to stop and research some new historical fact every two seconds). Sam said it reads more like a romance story (a smutty one ofc) and that makes me happy since that’s relatively new territory to me.

As for a Giyuu Infinity Castle POV — as of right now, I don’t have plans for one! There is a brief POV from him in a flashback from the night of his and Reader’s ✨first time✨ that will appear in Part II. The first time scene occurs during the Hashira training arc/right before infinity castle begins, so you will see a certain sun breather trying to get Giyuu to train with him as he makes his way toward the shrine to see his girl and pop her cherry

As for Netherwood…

😈😈😈

I will say, I know I have y’all stressed but many of you all commented on the strength of Sanemi and Reader’s love in Part III — just remember that! And remember how hard they both fought to get back to one another. That matters!

Regarding whether Sanemi had any “girlfriends” between Kanae and Reader — I’m not so sure he did. One, because he was pretty isolated in the Wood at his cabin, guiding strangers. Two, I think his “experience” is probably less than you’re thinking — he might not have been a virgin but he also wasn’t a sex god by any means. Reader has no experience prior to Sanemi, so I imagine she’s a bit biased when it comes to him — it probably seems like he’s much more experienced than she is by comparison. I think he knows enough about the mechanics and then just goes by pure instinct.

I’ve joked with a couple of mutuals that were she to talk to Kotoha she’d probably be like “what do you MEAN it’s not normal for your partner to have a knot?? How else does he keep all that cum insane??”

Thank you for the kind message, my friend!! I love when you all pop in and ask questions about the fics or even share your reactions. It truly makes my day. And thank you for checking in! Depression has been a bitch lately but I’m focusing on trying to make it MY bitch.

Please take care of yourself! I’m sending love and light your way.

PS — my head refers to you as my “Bublé” anon — like Michael Bublé.

🤍🤍🤍

[roetrolls]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

anon i dont know who this is for or what it could possibly be in response to but i think every muse on my blog just went

[sunnami]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

o-oh... okay, i guess. 😳

(i like creamy peanut butter, too. but i prefer hazeulnut spread. cheers, anon!)

[poisoned-sugar11]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

NO PEANUT BUTTER ANON FOUND US AAAAAAAAAA

[noctlas332]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

oh,, i got peanut butter anoned too, i guess it breached containment,

[occasionalsnippets]

Snippets of twitch chat anons playing sound alerts this is mostly inspired from Bushwhack18 :)

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NTF: *shoots MC*

MC: bruh—

anon played OMG A MOBILE TASK FORCE SQUAD for 200 Bits

MC: fuck you *dies*

--

MC: *is hiding from the NTF per usual*

anon played OMG A MOBILE TASK FORCE SQUAD for 200 Bits

MC: stfu wait nO— *dies from getting shot again*

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First thing you noticed, it wasn't your doctor that entered. The second was the gun in their hand. You know what's about to happen afterwards— before you had the chance to react, they pulled the trigger.

anon played METAL PIPE for 200 bits

The bullet when straight to your head, you fell. You want to be mad at whoever played that sound but the timing was quite impressive.

You open your eyes, book in hand, staring at the air imagining it as a physical manifestation of the voices with a dissapointed look.

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035: oh thank god! Someone actually found me, I thought I was done for a moment there..

035: I can get us both safely to the surface, just find the control panel in there and—

anon played OPEN THE NOOR for 200 Bits

035: —open the chamber doors for me.

You snorted.

--

Expected from provoking 035, you died in his hands from strangulation.

You lived again, a—

anon played I WOKE UP IN NEW BUGATTI for 200 Bits

God damnit.

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Blair's hand hovered over an empty paper. Contemplating if this is worth enough to document about. You've been singing Never Gonna Give You Up on loop for 2 hours straight with a dead look on your face, hunched up on your bed.

They're a second away on giving you a weekly session with Dr. Glass.

--

Clef: *shot MC*

anon played METAL PIPE for 200 Bits

Again, the timing with these people.

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Secure.Contain.Protect by Madame Macabre... you remember listening to it on repeat religiously once it was released, how nostalgic.

A regular mundane day in your cell. You listen— not quite paying attention at the same time of their usual bickering, can't really respond to those who tried talking to you without the doctors starts thinking you're slowly descending to insanity. Jokes on them, you ARE already at the bottom of the endless pit...

"can someone play an SCP fan song pls" "I got u bae" "sing along MC!"

So you did sang along, them too, albeit very out of order. The chaos was nice... and fun, a genuine chuckle comes out from your throat.

Meanwhile, the staffs were horrified.

(sorry if I get MC's personality wonky)

- butter slathering anon

lol

[sugarr-moon]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

? TURNING OFF ANON ASKS NOW /j

[bireggiemantle]

archiereggie 48 :)

tysm for the prompt, anon! so many people have sent archiereggie asks for the kiss ficlet game, and I can't wait to write all of them :)

48: a kiss out of habit.

fyi: this piece is set in the 50s and contains very minor spoilers for s7.

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Things with Reggie feel less like maintaining a relationship and more like tapping along to the rhythm of their favorite song. It's simple, familiar, and their intimate moments slot perfectly into the cracks of Archie's day to day life.

Things with Reggie feel like a chaste kiss in the locker room after a grueling afternoon of practice.

Things with Reggie feel like holding hands in the safety of their own bedroom.

Things with Reggie feel like screaming in unison as they race down the highway at unfathomable speeds.

Things with Reggie feel as close to perfect as they can be, and Archie can't help but be enveloped in the comfort their relationship brings. It's something to look forward to every morning and every night, knowing that there will always be a warm smile waiting by his bedside.

It hasn't always been easy, of course. A few short months ago Reggie was shying away whenever their fingertips brushed in the halls, and they'd often end up in arguments about where their boundaries laid for public displays. But, just like with souping up an old jalopy, it's amazing what some hard work and elbow grease can accomplish.

So, three months and a few days later, Archie's flipping pancakes and frying eggs for the man of his dreams in their shared kitchen.

The hissing sound of the oil and the sweet smell of maple syrup fill the air around them, weaseling their way into Archie's head and leaving him feeling soft and fuzzy as he cooks, like the blurred edges of an older picture. He's humming quietly, a song he remembers his dad playing a lot when he was a kid, and he can feel Reggie's eye settle on him as he starts to grow slightly louder.

"You almost done there, chef?"

Archie nods, a shameless smile forming on his face. "Just a few more of these pancakes and we'll be good as golden." He slides the most recent batch onto a nearby plate, adding onto the already crooked stack, and slathers the newest pair with butter. It's been a while since Archie's gotten to cook like this, but falling back into it is a bit like riding a bike. The last time he made breakfast for somebody was a few years prior, when his mom was too grief stricken to make anything more than tea. And cooking out of necessity is much different than cooking out of passion.

Or out of love, but he's not quite ready to admit that out loud yet.

He scrapes the last drops of batter onto the pan and tosses the now-empty bowl into the sink. The eggs are seconds away from finishing too, and Archie's able to slide those alongside his precarious pile of pancakes before carrying them over to Reggie. He sets the plate down between them both, making sure that it sits far enough away for Reggie's face not to be obscured.

Mary's out with some friends for coffee at the moment, and Uncle Frank is still sleeping, so it's unlikely either of them will be disturbed.

"So, what do ya think?" Archie grins as he watches Reggie take his first heaping bite.

"They're swell." Reggie says through a mouthful of food.

"Just swell?" Archie counters, but he knows Reggie really means that they're fantastic. Judging by Reggie's sly smirk, he catches Archie's joke as well.

"How's old Bella coming along?"

Reggie takes a sip of his coffee, hot, black, and too bitter for Archie's taste. "Betty and I gotta take another look at her engine today. She'll start, but not willingly."

"Is she still making that noise?" Archie reaches for his own cup, a much, much sweeter mix of milk and sugar with the barest hint of caffeine.

Reggie shakes his head. "No, that was just a bearing problem. Easy fix."

"You think we could take her out sometime soon? Go for a joyride around town? Maybe even a highway?" Archie brushes his foot against Reggie's ankle from under the table, nudging him slightly. It's their way of communicating in moments like these, sharing a feeling of reassurance or excitement about whatever topic might be at hand.

Reggie, as always, leans into the contact, pressing their lower calves together. "I don't know about a joyride, but she should make it to Pop's by this time next week."

"Pop's? Are you asking me on a date, Mantle?"

"Well, it'd be a shame not to take Bella out after all this work." Even after all this time, Reggie can't seem to say it directly. He dances around terms like "dates" or "boyfriends", replacing them with ambiguous statements or witty remarks. Archie would be lying if he said the lack of acknowledgement didn't sting a little, but he's grown used to the phrasing. It's not exactly safe for them to be broadcasting their bond to all of Riverdale yet, and he understands that Reggie has spent his entire life on thin ice already. Maybe one day things will be easier for them, and things with Reggie can feel like he's always dreamed like going steady would.

For now he can live with pancakes and euphemisms.

"I'd love to take her to Pop's with you, Reggie." he says, leaning over the table and pressing a kiss to Reggie's left cheek. When he pulls away he can see the faintest dusting of pink along his skin.

It takes Reggie a moment to regain his composure, the color disappearing from his cheeks as quickly as it came, and what he says next shocks Archie.

"It's a date then."

He leans back towards Archie, connecting their lips in a brief kiss, and Archie is suddenly reminded of every kiss they've shared before; There's the habitual ones before basketball games, the chaste goodnight kisses he yearns for every evening, and the sweet pecks they'll place along the contours of each other's jaws in the privacy of their own home, alone in the early hours of the weekend mornings. He's kissed Reggie like this hundreds of times before, and he knows that he'll get to kiss Reggie like this hundreds of times more.

Archie all but melts, his own cheeks glowing a bright rosey red as his lips curl upwards.

"It's a date."

[where-did-gourmand-go]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

ANON. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN????

[mysticfemme]

so you want to... slather me.. in peanut butter? i.. i suppose i wont stop you. oh, do i prefer creamy or crunchy..? creamy, i don’t like the peanut chunks, he he.

I'm so confused anon what the hell