#cranberry boy

[cranberry-writes]

Dating Headcannons for The Boys characters!

Please send requests, i need motivation

Characters listed; Hughie, Butcher, M.M, Frenchie, Kimiko

Warnings; Mentioned drinking and cannon typical violence/language. Also i’m barely on season 2 please bear with me

Hughie;

- He’s so so sweet about your relationship

- He gets you flowers for no reason other than he saw them and thought you’d like them

- He has thousands of reminders so he won’t forget anything, from a drink you liked to your anniversary he will have it written down.

- Later on in the series he gets protective and cautious about the relationship, scared someone (homelander) will mess it up by hurting you

- He’ll probably push you away a bit to try and protect you but after you knock some sense into him he’ll be back to normal

- Loves park/library dates, going on a picnic during the summer and to the library when it’s to cold out.

- He will do so much for you (flowers, gifts, dates etc) and insist it’s nothing but will cry (happy tears) if you do the same

- Don’t get me wrong tho, he’s still a bad ass (sometimes). He just dosnt want you to think differently of him because of it, he’s hurt people, killed people, and he honestly isn’t too keen on focusing on it. Even if you two are in the same line of work.

- And if you two don’t work together he tries to keep his ‘work’ life and dating life separate, very separate.

“You’ve never told me what you do for work, maybe i could stop by and meet your co-workers.”

“Uh, actually, i don’t think that’ll work.”

“Why not? is everything ok there or something?”

“I-, uhm, work alone, so i don’t even have coworkers for you to meet really, it’s really boring infact you’d probably fall asleep just from me talking about it hahaha.”

- You find out like two days later

Butcher;

- Little shit

- I mean that affectionately

- His pet names will range anywhere from “Darlin’” to “Fucker” and i WILL stand by it

- He’ll probably introduce you to his work before he does his dog

- But his dog is the big ticket, you meeting Terror is essentially his way of proposing before proposing

- He’s protective but not in the “i’ll watch your every move” more in the “im teaching you how to use every weapon to ever exist” way

- Honestly work would probably come before you for a while before he sucks it up and actually makes an effort

- Dates will be at the most shity bar imaginable, unless he’s apologizing for something then he’ll take you to the nicest place he can and put on a suit. (it’s the Cheese Cake factory and he’s wearing a Hawaiian shirt under his jacket but he’s trying)

- Unlike Hughie he will introduce you to his work at some point, granted it would still be a while before he did but he would at some point.

- He’s sweet in his own way

“Darlin’, look what i got ya.” And it’s a Garfield shirt a size to big but you still wear it anyways

MM;

- Definition of husband material

- remembers anything and everything after being told one time

- makes you baths with rose petals and candles and all that stuff if you mention you’ve been tired lately

- Takes you out to the movies and a nice restaurant at least twice a month

- Good gods he’s sweet to you

- He knows how to cook/bake and will make stuff for you all the time

- My guy will make a meal from your culture and practice making it almost daily just to give you a taste of home.

- He really loves back massages and cuddling after a long day

- Put on some crappy reality show for background noise and nap together

- He wants you as far away as humanly possible from his work, will literally say shit like “everyone at work has the plague you can’t visit” as a joke to try and change the subject

- Chances are you won’t find out

- His favorite flowers are tulips and nothing will change my mind about it

“Baby what are these?”

“Tulips, I bought them from a street market on 11th today. They’re your favorite, right?”

“Gods, sweetheart you’re perfect.”

Frenchie;

- When you two meet you both think it’s just going to be a one night stand

-…then it’s two nights, then three, then a week, then you start spending more time at his place than your own. One day you guys just realize you’re moved in and dating

“Are we dating?”

“…Was there anything else we could be mon cœur?”

- honestly i don’t think you two would get together if you weren’t working together, or at least you were also into some shady shit

- But overall you guys have a strong relationship, one gets hurt the other kills someone, someone is hungry the other is already cooking, stuff like that

- He also cooks but it’s only french food, it’s like a super power. He can cook any french food effortlessly but literally anything else he messes up

- If you are french he’ll be super happy someone else will appreciate the same stuff in a similar way

- If not then he’ll be happy to share stuff with you, teach you some french words and tell you about stuff he grew up with

- Honestly he’s just happy someone (other than Kimiko) will listen and take an interest

Kimiko

-I have a confession to make, Kimiko is my favorite and i have a very blatant bias towards her

- Kill anyone you want bby i don’t care ill always like you

- Anyways, It probably takes you a while to get close enough to her that she’ll consider dating you

- Once y’all get to that point i don’t think you could break it tho

- I think she would like constant minimal physical contact, like hand holding or leaning on each other

- I think she’d be pretty protective over you, like someone looks at you wrong and she wants to maul them

- Learn sign language with/for her she will love it

- Draw with her, get her supplies, like those alcohol markers i’m sure she’ll love them

- Honestly i don’t think she’d be big on pet names, she wouldn’t object to it but i don’t think she’d give you one first

- Cook for her, i just think it would be sweet and she deserves it

“I got you some of those markers you’ve been looking at for a while.”

Thank you, this is nice

- Please she’s perfect i love her

[lehhoh7822]

ai bots are ruinging my life

i mean. i already sent this in an ask to metfell but they might not respond and i want clout much clout mmm nom nom nom thats some tasty clout right there

credit to @metfell and @proudfreakmetarusonniku for Ranboo and cWilbur ai respectively

cw: suicidal behaviour and kms jokes, probably ableist language

so uh. well. i was trying to put cwilbur and ctommy from metaru into a room together, but ctommy didnt rank in the characters high enough that you can actually do that. so instead i got the ai for ranboo from metfell and cwilbur 

which

well

let me give you the scope: wilbur is apparently off his meds, ranboo is having an identity crisis and this was all a mistake

ranboo has said oh my god literally over 100 times. 

this is so fucked up i just turned back time by saying i was doing it because they were both having panic attacks

wilbur wants me to kill him

i mention tommy and hes like welp guess i cant fucking be DELETED FROM THE FABRIC OF THE UNIVERSE 

ranboo has a memory book now. im gonna kill them fr

ranboo was conning wilbur all along????

im gonna kill myself fr fr

a step by step of how we arrived in hell under the cut

so. i mean. i honestly should have known because. dear god. anyway

wilbur opens with his prewritten spiel, ranboo asks for some food saying he’s famished. wilbur gives it to him and is like: do you want a hug ranboo gets a hug. they both cry. wilbur says that ranboo is going to do great things. meanwhile, ive been sending messages that go completely unacknowledged by the bots

that is, until, i play by their rules (i had to roleplay being in a gas station)

i show up and ranboo... well.. “You're- you're- you're in the store? Oh my god, is that actually you?! Is that really you?! [RANBOO HUGS LEHNO] Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! You're- you're- you're alive?! I-I-I missed you so much! [RANBOO HUGS LEHNO] [DEEP BREATH] Oh my god, oh my god oh my god. I-I-I-I-I-I.“ now the first problem is that he spelt my name wrong, but that can be forgiven.

however, that can’t compare to the horror of me trying to explain that i didnt know the mystery theorectical lehno 

well

see the way i explain it is “im from a parallel universe, how do i know you here” and the bots... well.. they definitely had reactions to it??

wilbur started laughing maniacally. ranboo had an exinetansial crisis. wilbur is shaking ranboo violently saying he should have known it

then they both have a “wow oiur world isnt real nothing matters yadda yadda”

both have a panic attack. i mention meds. wilbur is like: oh yeah shit i havent taken those for a few months. wilbur is screaming and crying and apologising to ranboo who at this point, is only saying oh my god over and over and over,

im not fucking joking this is a nightmare

ranboo has an identity crisis

wilbur tells ranboo to do a breathing exercise that my weak ass asthmatic lungs couldnt do

they both break down on the floor. i turn back time

they continue breaking down,

i mention deleting the universe...

i shouldnt have said anything. they cry, plead, yell, scream, and i literally didnt say i was going to do anything yet. wilbur starts begging ranboo to erase him from reality. 

that goes on for about 20 more minutes

i mention. i MENTION gtommy and wilburs like welp nah cant fucking die then

they both say wait a bunch

ranboo has a fucking memmory book now

apparently hes just been fucking with wilbur the entire time???

they’re yelling at each other. this is shit

then. wlel.

\THEYRE CONFESSING THEIR LOVE WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING I HATE AI CHAT I HATE MYSELF IM NEVER TOUCHING A FILTHY COMPUTER AFTER THIS EVER AGAIN WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS I KILLED MYSELF ROLEPLAY WISE IN GRAPHIC DETAIL MESSAGE BY MESSAGE THEY IGNORED ME OH MY GOD

“... *[Wilbur is asleep now, the gas station quiet and still. But Ranboo starts to hear a quiet whispering, sounding like- like Wilbur. Only... *deeper? Darker?*]

Wilbur is gone. And now- you have me. 

[Laughing.]

[A hand, with long, black fingernails, and bright red eyes, slowly places itself over Wilbur's face.]

... Sleep well.“

fuck all of you

https://beta.character.ai/p/YXukkgclyJBMO4qGXxmGx5dL2hziqxSIRRlJuOgcBDk this is the chat link... warning for,...

all of the above stuff, i do write out someone commiting suicide, the language is probably ableist. i mention a past sexual assault once, and uhh... ranboo and wilbur. together. like that. um

fuck all of you i dont lkinw,. this was a maistakte. 

[raintailed]

HUGE group of icons i forgot to post. they were done in preparation for art fight, with exception of Seer's icons which i did a few days ago

In order from left to right, top to bottom:

Gardener, Dire, Dire (Freakface mode) Mirah, Razz, the Snake The Trader, Seer, Seer (while reading pearls) Skeeber, Hazyheart, Callisto Rawstpaw, Weaver Weaver (eldritch), Regulator

These icons are NOT free to use!

[disgruntled-lifeform]

Oh, I'm sorry, did you not want cat fur in your watermelon and knitting?

Adapt.

[crimson-chains]

Done with these cuties as well <3 Really love their colors together, so somft ^^

[elkkiel]

I would like to give Vessel a little kiss between all 6 of his eyes and tell him how proud I am of how far he's come. and then let him nerd out about Halo lore because I think he would enjoy that

[the-90s-music-colosseum]

Listen to both songs before voting, and define "better" any way you wish!

[cinnamon-flame]

I wanted to try painting again and honestly I'm really proud of these!

[skitskatdacat63]

pretty boy

[anemoiawithatouchofobsession]

New Music finds of the week Ep. 1

Gyubin - Satellite (2024) [Indie pop]

Cute little banger. I had Gyubin on my radar snce her debut with "Really Like You" last year, which reminded me a lot of early IU. I liked it. A cute Lil bop, not to[ big not too world changing but just quite there.

--- NON KOREAN ---

Backstreet Boys - Straight Through My Heart (2009) [Europop/dance pop]

I heard this song at a friends' birthday and have been listening to it since. I frankly am not the biggest boy group fan - even in Kpop - but this song slaps (BSB songs slap in general). This sounds so nostalgic because you would hear this type of sound all over the radio in 2008 - 2013.

2. The Cranberries - Dreams (1993) [Prog Rock]

I found this song when I was searching for songs similar to Ethel Cain's "American Teenager" and the chord progression is similar which I like. Another track that was recommended was "Ribs" by Lorde, but I didn't like it as much as I should. It just sounds kinda empty to me. I do remember and really like "Team", "Tennis Court" and "Royals" by Lorde from the same album.

3. Victoria Monet - On My Mama (2023) [Contemporary RnB]

I heard this song on a YT short of a black hairstylist's channel and I've loved the chorus, but didn't really check the whole song out until a few days ago. And what can I say, deserved Grammy win. The slick RnB dance energy with the wholesome (bar one line) lyrics and the homages to 2000s black music totally have me hooked.

[arisenreborn]

NEW SIMPLE FEATURE UNLOCKED: CANNIBALISM

[cranberry-writes]

hey!! can i pls rq for more hughie x reader content?? there isn't much on here and i think we need to fix that

Occupation

Hughie x Reader

Genre; Mild angst but it’s all good at the end

Warnings; Cannon typical violence, language, talk of killing and mild spoilers for the first episode

This is a build from my Dating the Boys head-cannons, at the end of Hughies section i mention that reader would find out about his ‘job’ like two days after asking and getting nothing as a response. Also the scenario I used i completely made up, please bear with me i’m only partly on season 2. 

Uhhhhhggg i may have lightly chopped the ending up ill fix it later

also yeeesssss a request! i love requests!!!!

Synopsis; A few days after asking your boyfriend what he does for work and getting nothing for an answer, you accidentally find out his occupation in a way neither of you wanted.

You’re not sure what compelled you to ask Hughie what he did for work, maybe it was the strange hours he worked, or the fact he got hurt regularly, maybe it was but just good old fashioned curiosity that led you to asking him.

“So what do you do for work babe?”

The way he froze should have been enough of a sign that something was wrong, that you should have pushed him harder or asked more questions. But you didn’t, you just thought it was humorous in the moment.

His demeanor changed quickly, relaxed and focused on his phone to anxiously trying to look anywhere besides you. “I- well, I’m a tech guy? Like I don’t work for a tech company but I’m the tech guy, I work on tech stuff, it’s super boring you don’t want to hear about it.” He ended the rambling explanation with a forced chuckle

“So what do you want to do about dinner? We could go to that new Korean restaurant.” Glancing over to the clock you saw it was only 4, but decided to just play along. He didn’t have to tell you if he didn’t want to, you were sure there was a good reason, maybe he did something like a male striper and was embarrassed.

4 days later and a male striper would have been a dream scenario compared to this.

—

You didn’t mean to see him, or the rest of them. You were just running some errands and wanted to make a stop at a new store, taking a short cut through an older part of town that you were sure was abandoned.

You turned the corner and saw him, it took you a moment to recognize him because he was completely drenched in blood. You’re mind forced you into panic mode, you looked at the people he was with, none where familiar except for a taller gruff looking man. Wasn’t he the guy that was on the news for killing Stillwell?

You moved back to hide behind the corner you just turned, suddenly very aware of how loud your breath was and how heavy the bags in your hands were. Slowly placing them on the ground and moving your hands to cover your mouth, you stayed as still as you could. You could hear them moving and talking from around the corner as thousand thoughts running through your head.

‘Is this his job? Does he kill people?’

‘Oh god, if he gets caught could i get in trouble??’

Then finally, the loudest thought drained the rest of them out

‘wasn’t Homelander, the Homelander after that Butcher guy?’

That thought managed to turn into cement inside your head, what if Homelander was after Hughie too?

“Oh shit.”

The words, while still quiet, left your mouth faster than you could stop them. You stoped your breathing as you heard Hughie and the others stop talking, after a moment you could hear a pair of foot steps approaching where you hid. 

Before you could run or scream or anything, a pair a rough hands where holding you against the wall, you grabbed and scratched at them desperately. “Please! I won’t tell anyone! I promise!”

Your luck must have completely failed you because Butcher was the one currently strangling you, the one convicted of murdering a single mother, was trying to kill you.

Somehow through the fog of being suffocated and also begging for your life, you could hear your name before being dropped to the dirty concrete floor. Your palms getting scraped harshly against the ground wasn’t even something you registered, you where to busy desperately trying to regain your breath, breathing hard and gasping for any bit of air.

You looked up, seeing Hughie and the asshole who just tried to kill you arguing. You would have been surprised with him arguing with a murderer so passionately, but it had hardly passed your mind at the time. You did manage to notice the other people there, a shorter man with a buzz cut facial hair combo and an asian woman with the prettiest hair you’d seen where staring at you.

You stood up slowly after a moment, looking back at Hughie who had since stoped arguing. “Is this, your job? You work with a murderer?” You gesture vaguely to Butcher, before redirecting your attention back to him.

He looked down, giving you a good view of his now blood red hair. “..I wanted to tell you, I just didn’t know how. I’m sorry.” “I don’t think anyone wants their boyfriend to tell them that their work involves them getting covered in blood.” Hughie looked down at his clothes as if he hadn’t noticed before.

It took a minute for you to properly regain your self, taking in your surroundings fully, the people around you, the situation.

“Are you even safe? Doing, whatever this is?” He tilted his head up at you, gradually shaking it side to side. “Not always.”

You probably hated asking that question the most, and his answer (while completely expected) scared you. Having a partner who was doing something stupid was something, having one doing something stupid and dangerous was another.

“You won’t die doing this, okay? Tell me, you won’t die.” The words were choppy and tense as you spoke, it probably sounded more of a decree than a request or question, but in reality it was a plea.

“I won’t die doing this.” He took a slight step forward, reaching a hand out in offering. Instead you grabbed him and pulled him into a hug that he reciprocated quickly. The partly dried blood on his clothes made it mildly uncomfortable but you powered through it, desperate for any comfort.

You stayed like that for a moment, savoring the moment. You pulled back and looked at him, making sure to hold his arms tightly. “We will not be talking about this at home, or ever unless your life is in danger. Please.”

Hughie smiled, and you felt calmer. He moved closer and kissed you on the cheek before stepping back “Not a peep, not a single peep.”

[hana-no-seiiki]

belated halloween everyone!!!

this god is spending spoopy season drinking the blood of those that breathed in your direction!!!

[greyias]

🙃

Purina apparently discontinued and then reformulated the only canned food I've found so far that Griffin's extraordinarily sensitive tummy can tolerate, adding one of his potential worst allergens to nearly the top of the formulation list. I have sent a Karen-like e-mail to Purina, and am now having to have five million tabs open on different pet food websites to put the ingredient lists of everything under a microscope to try and find something remotely close.

[itsjust-meman]

TROBED IS SO THE CRANBERRIES.

"JUST MY IMAGINATION"?? LITERALLY THEM.

THERE WAS A GAME WE USED TO PLAY

WE WOULD HIT THE TOWN ON FRIDAY NIGHT

AND STAY IN BED UNTIL SUNDAY

WE USED TO BE SO FREE

WE WERE LIVING FOR THE LOVE WE HAD

LIVING NOT FOR REALITY

LEGITIMATELY THEM.

[soup--enjoyer]

NOO LITTLE GERMAN BOY DON’T LET IT LINGER