#dw they're not getting married (yet)

[guidingthulite]

"Akiyama, what is this?"

"Why, I might be a beginner, but to say to my face that you can't even tell what I've drawn...!"

"I do know what this is, what I meant to ask is WHY."

"Ena lent me her tablet, so I wanted to make the most of it by drawing something truly great!"

"Why is Tsukasa wearing a dress?"

"I really wanted to draw one, so I asked him if I could draw him in a wedding dress, and he said yes!"

"Naturally, Akito! A star should look good in anything they wear, and this is no exception! I am quite pleased with the result!"

"Of course you'd say that..."

(CHAPTER 6 OF THIS IS LIKE MY SISTER'S SHOUJO MANGAS BUT WORSE OUT NOW! READ HERE!)

a better look at mizuki's drawing under the cut!

[sanguineterrain]

Hi again 😊 You suggested i could send another prompt, sooo… maybe you & Jason have been together awhile, and you’re kidnapped by (choose your villain) and Jason is worried and frantic but trying to not show it of course, and negotiating for your safety? Ends up rescuing you of course, in whichever way you prefer, and then they find comfort in each-other 💗

I haven’t had time or energy to work on my WIP lately so this is very lovely and gratifying 😂👌🏻💗

aghh that's the worst! wishing you luck on your wip!! i'm glad you like these <3 requests are open for jason, dick, and MAWS!clark kent btw!

this one is very batfam focused hehehe. ft dramatic ass jason and his surprise kidnapped fiancé lol.

jason todd x gn!reader. tw: violence, kidnapped reader, reader is pushed off a building for a moment but they're okay dw <3, batfam feels, jason being a protective bf, bruce being a GOOD DAD! c:

****

"Actually, if we're being honest, if anyone has the most trauma in this family, it's—"

Batman grunts. "Really, Spoiler, not now."

The comm line crackles as Stephanie sniffs. "Fine. Stay in denial."

"Bats."

Every bat and bird in Gotham goes still.

"Hood?" Barbara asks carefully, already tracking his comm link.

"Oracle," he says, clipped. "I'm gonna get right to it: I need a favor. Can you help? Yes or no."

"Little Wing, where have you been?" Dick asks. "We've all—"

"Shut up, Nightwing," Jason growls. "Either you help me or not. Which is it?"

"We'll help you, Hood," Bruce says, voice washing over Jason like a balm.

Jason takes a deep breath. It's okay. He'll find you. Batman always beats the bad guys.

He fiddles with his jacket zipper. Moments tick by. Dick remains crouched on a rooftop. Damian is similarly poised.

"My..." Jason swallows. "My... fiancé's been taken."

The comm explodes with noise. Jason winces and digs the bud out of his ear for several seconds.

"Fiancé?!"

"You're getting married—"

"When was this—"

"Who are—"

"Enough," Jason growls, finally shoving the bud back into his ear. "I don't have fucking time for this. Yes, I am engaged, and they've been taken. No more questions."

"Tt. You are engaged? Impossible. Batman, clearly someone has hacked the line pretending to be Hood," Damian says, folding his arms.

Jason rolls his eyes. "Believe it or not, demon bird, I found someone crazy enough to marry me."

"Little Wing, I—I'm really proud of—"

"Shut up!" Jason pinches the bridge of his nose. This was a bad idea. You're in trouble, and Jason intends to tear Gotham apart to find you, but involving his family? Has he really stooped so low...

Deep breath. His focus is you. You're the only person that matters.

"Look, I'm telling you because Oracle's tracking me anyway, and B would snoop until he figured out who I'm really looking for, so it's easier to just tell you. But make no mistake: you aren't my family, and you won't see us again after tonight."

Bruce's throat tightens. His cape flutters in the wind.

"Very well," he says after a couple beats. "Last known location?"

"I'm sending you the address now. I've retraced my steps a hundred times though, and I can't—" Jason grits his teeth. He can't tear up or break things, not again. "Fuck. I can't fucking find them, B. I... I don't know if-if maybe I'm too late—"

"You're not," Dick says automatically. "We'll find them, Little Wing. We'll bring them home."

****

Your head is on fire.

It feels like there's a thousand needles pelting your skull. Whatever you were drugged with, it's hard stuff, and it hasn't worn away yet.

You look up; you're gagged and tied to some kind of support beam. As your vision clears, you see that you're in one of the new high rise-in-progress. Only the skeleton of the building has been completed because if Bruce Wayne isn't involved, construction takes forever to complete.

Faintly, you recall Jason mentioning something about a construction company leaving half finished projects across the country and using them as havens for criminal activities.

Yeah. This is not good.

"Where the fuck is he?" The voice echoes across the concrete floor foundation.

"Mike, we sent—"

"I don't give a fuck what you did; obviously, you screwed up! He's not coming!"

You close your eyes, trying not to throw up on your gag. Your head spins when you open your eyes again.

Who's not coming? Your rescuer? Or somebody worse than your kidnappers?

You try to take a deep breath, but your chest tightens instead.

"Fine," Mike barks in the adjacent room. "If that hooded psychopath doesn't show up, we'll just dump this one. That'll send a message. Prepare the explosives."

A door swings open, and you flinch. You cower, shrinking from the figure.

"You better hope he shows," the guy growls, and cocks his gun. "Your boyfriend is the only reason you're still alive. It'll be such fun to watch him fall to his death, don't you think?"

You try not to show your swelling panic. How does he know about you and Jason? And you have to warn him. Explosives. Jason's walking straight into a trap, without backup, because you know he'll be alone. He always works alone.

Mike sneers and waves the gun around.

"Oh, yeah. I know your secrets. In bed with Gotham's biggest crime lord. You must be his favorite. I can see why."

"Mike!" someone shouts. "We got company!"

Mike's eyes blaze cruelly. "Showtime. You're coming with me."

You thrash as hard as you can because if there's one thing Jason taught you, it's to always fight back.

Mike backhands you hard enough to send you sprawling. Your hands are bound, so you can't catch yourself, and you hit your head on the concrete. Blood pools in your gums.

"Try that shit again, bitch," he snarls, and hefts you up.

He drags you up a flight of stairs. Your head throbs, and now your jaw aches. You're too dizzy to try to fight back again.

You end up on the roof, which is a miasma of beams and wooden lattices. Wind cuts through your face, and you close your eyes so they don't water.

"Hood!" Mike crows. "Wonderful of you to join us!"

"Wish I could say the same," Jason says, and your heart leaps at the sound of his voice.

You start to shout through your gag because you have to warn him. It's a trap, he'll kill you both—

Mike wraps his arm around your throat and squeezes. Air stops, and you choke on your cries.

"I'll kill you," Jason snarls, and you know he wants to say more, but he's trying to protect you. "Let them go and maybe I won't break every bone in your body."

"Oh, don't worry. You two will be reunited soon. What is it they say? Love blinds you?"

"Michael Cassidy," a new voice says, deep and deadly. "Let go of the hostage. We can talk this out."

You crack open your eyes. Is that... Batman? And Robin? And... Nightwing? What—

The arm around your throat tightens and you gasp for air as you start to choke for real. Oh God. Batman's going to die because of you.

"You involved Batman?" Mike snarls, now truly irate. You feel yourself being dragged backward, toward the edge. Your stomach rolls in warning.

"Take it easy," Batman says, palms up. "We can work this out."

"You can't play fair?" Mike shouts. "Then neither will I!"

The wood beneath your feet is gone. You're falling.

"No!"

But no sooner than you fall are you caught. Warm arms encircle your waist, and you're jerked to a stop before you can fall more than a few feet.

"I got you, baby, I got you."

Jason is connected to a grapple. At the roof edge is Batman, Nightwing, and Spoiler, all holding the grapple.

You shake your head, screaming against your gag. Bomb. Bomb!

"'S alright, 's alright, sweetheart, I won't drop you."

You scream urgently through your gag, butting your head against his helmet. Jason pulls your gag half free and you choke out the warning.

"B-bomb!"

His grip tightens. "Shit. B, get out of here! Place is rigged to blow!"

The first explosion goes off. Jason meets your gaze. He's terrified, you can tell, but he tries to mask it.

"Let go," he says.

"Wh—"

"He'll catch you," Jason promises. "I trust him."

And then he lets go.

Several more explosions go off. The building begins to crumble. Dust and heat sweep across your face and lodge in your already sore throat. You scream, in the air for a few more seconds.

Then you crash into gray body armor. A cowl, a cape.

"It's alright," Batman gruffly says. "Hold on tight."

Batman swings you both to safety on an adjacent rooftop. You watch him dive back into the flames. It isn't long before Jason swings out of the smoke, then the others. He pulls off his helmet and tosses it to the side, arms open.

You run and bury your face in Jason's neck, clinging to him. He hugs your tightly and rubs your back, saying over and over, I got you.

You sigh and slacken out of exhaustion.

"I've got you, baby," he says, though his voice is wet this time. "You're safe."

Jason checks over your wounds. You see the rage cross his face several times at every bruise and cut on you. He doesn't let go of you even after he's done. He's shaking too, perhaps more than you, as he cuts your binds and completely removes your gag.

The Bats land gracefully behind you. Jason stiffens as they do.

You kiss his jaw. His gaze returns to you.

"You saved me," you say.

"I always will," he says. "Always."

"Are either of you injured?"

Batman suddenly swishes to your side. You blink, startled.

"Nothing serious," you say. Jason grunts unhappily at that. You manage a smile. "Thank you. All of you. Thank you so much."

Jason nods stiffly. "Thanks, Bats."

Nightwing smiles, face soft with affection. "'Course, Hood. And, uh, Hood's fiancé. We're there any time you need us."

"That's right, chum," Batman says. The obvious care in his voice makes you ache.

Jason had called his family. His family with whom he has a plethora of problems. He'd called them for you.

"Jay," you say, voice thick with emotion. He seems to understand instantly.

"I'll always bring you home," he vows, cupping your face. "Whatever it takes."

He pulls you to him like he can't bear to be away from you any longer.

You squeeze his wrists. "I know. It's okay, Jay. I'm okay."

Out of the corner of your eye, you see that the Bats still have not dispersed. Spoiler looks like she's about to melt into a puddle. Nightwing is the same. Even Batman looks a little sentimental.

Robin is the only one scowling, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Hood, are you not going to introduce your fiance-we-just-learned-existed-tonight?" Robin asks, arms folded.

Jason huffs. "Not with those manners, demon brat."

You roll your eyes and extend your hand to Batman. You say your name, smiling.

"It's an honor to meet you, sir," you say.

Batman laughs, and it sounds a little fond. It's also kind of weird to hear Batman laugh. "No sir necessary. It's equally an honor to meet the person my son is marrying."

Jason makes a choked little noise. You beam.

"Well," Batman murmurs. "We'll let you two get home. We'll track down the rest of Michael's thugs—"

"Come to the wedding," Jason blurts.

Batman stills. "Me?" he asks carefully.

"Everybody," Jason says, tugging you into his side. "Uncle Clark, Aunt Diana, Selina, your ten thousand kids, everyone."

He turns to you. "I-I mean, as long as that's okay with you, baby."

"Oh, Jay. It's your family. Of course I want them to come." You lean in to whisper in his ear. "I'm proud of you."

"Little Wing, c'mere!"

Nightwing tackles Jason in a hug, then drags Robin, who protests loudly, in by his cape. Spoiler snaps a picture from the sideline.

"Now that's adorable," she says.

Batman looks at you. He removes his cowl, and you gasp quietly. He smiles, and it makes him look decades younger. You guess he hasn't smiled much since he lost Jason.

"Thank you," he says.

You tilt your head. "For what?"

"For bringing him back to us."

You duck your head. "Oh, Mr. Wayne, that wasn't me—"

"Bruce," he corrects gently. "And it was. You played a bigger part than you know. You saved him. Thank you."

[robobarbie]

Robo i miss my male wife (Nightowl)

In order to fill my void, what would the Blooming panic Ll’s do when they miss there partner 🥹

dw since I'm in charge of the askbox rn Robo can't put him down we're safe here

Quest will acutely feel those hiccups that happen when there's a sudden void in your daily routine. Putting the second mug back in the cabinet, automatically adjusting to your presence on the couch– or if you haven't met yet, checking the chat client when you're usually online. He's used to loneliness but this is a new one, and he just sort of rides it out, waiting until the day your side of the bed is warm again. If you're married he twists the ring on his finger and stares at nothing in particular for a spell, then sends you a text to let you know he's thinking of you.

Nightowl is the opposite– too much love and energy and nowhere to put them will make him a little chaotic. He makes an attempt to do the things he doesn't get to do as much as when he was solo: takeout joints only he likes, spending way too long shopping for new jewelry, sitting out in the cold and doing studies of interesting buildings. When that doesn't work he sends you a message or six, probably including a pitiful selfie and/or a photo of what you're missing. He counts down the hours on the watch or the days on the calendar and dreams up the ways he'll welcome you back on your return, over and over and over again.

Xyx would send a couple goofy pictures of him or Cat; depending on how far along you are in the relationship, he'll either tell you to hurry up or just say "come home soon, love". He finds things to fill his time– might as well get all his work done now, means more time with you when you return– and when all that is done or stops distracting him, he makes a reservation for something he knows you'll like. Then, he reads, and tries to sink into the book before he can sink into unproductive thoughts. You'll be back. It'll be alright.

Toasty acts a bit like they're used to, falling into their routine before meeting you. More gaming, more browsing, begrudgingly moving their cups and plates to the kitchen. This time, though, they look out the window more, check their phone, drum their fingers on the desk. If you can't call, he plays a video just to hear your voice, then gets a little embarrassed.

[mitraclueless]

Satan x Sitri x Amy headcanons

SFW and NSFW combined

Solomon is the type of grandpa who ships you and your crush even though you guys aren't dating yet (you are Satan and your crush is Sitri)

And when you guys did get together, he'll congratulate you guys. Even better, he'll throw a party for you guys and he'll cheer the loudest

Solomon doesn't really ship Amy and Sitri due to their rivalry, or maybe because Sitri is whining like a little girl telling Solomon not to ship him with Amy

It goes like, "You guys are perfect together" Solomon said and Sitri replied, "No grandpa, I don't like the neighbor's kid!"

Amy is the type of kid who acts like a jerk toward Sitri while he secretly crushes on him, y'know those "He bullies you because he likes you" tropes (wait, no, that's bad)

(Here's a better one) Amy is the type of kid who annoyed the heck out of Sitri just to get his attention (def an attention seeker)

Just like how it goes in the canon, Satan fell first and he's also the one who fell harder (he love Sitri sm)

Satan proposed to Sitri with his heart (canon)

The day Sitri came back from Hades is the day Satan and Sitri got married

Satan is so chill that he ships Amy and Sitri (not jealous at all)

Even though Satan did show his protectiveness and possessiveness toward Sitri to Asmo (maybe he doesn't want Sitri to get impregnated by Asmo? XD) (I mean, I get it, Asmo is dangerous asf)

If he got asked, "Why do you share your wife with Amy?" He'll reply with "He's too good not to be shared"

Even though Amy and Sitri showed how much they hated each other, dw guys they loved each other, they're just the type of couple who often fights

Amy gets jealous because Sitri often spends time with Satan

Sitri's rage turns on Satan, so does Amy, but Sitri is calm all the time, that's why Amy often messes around with him, Satan gets jealous when Sitri is mad at Amy

Sitri can take both of them (not in a fight)

Sitri def got fucked by Satan's monster form (not too often, or else Sitri's ass is gonna rip in half lol)

Satan and Amy are def going inside the same hole everytime they have a threesome (Sitri's walking ability is gone because of them)

Can you guys guess how long they lasted? They can go as long as they can, but their job won't let them (those goddamn angels are always interrupting smh)

[h0bg0blin-meat]

What hindu gods/deities are lgbt (I'm sorry if this is rude or ignorant I just wish to learn as I've heard some are)

Dw it's neither rude nor ignorant. Now before I start I do wanna say that almost all the queerness we see in Hindu mythology is highly subtextual most of the time, which is like pretty obvious cuz these were the ancient times. So this might lead to a varied number of interpretations, and I can only offer the same. But most of them are pretty convincingly queer, so let's get into it cuz why tf not. (This is gonna be a loooooong post so buckle up)

Vishnu

This fella is probably the most pan-coded deity in the entire pantheon. Extremely comfortable with both his masculine and feminine side, Vishnu can sometimes be considered one of the peak genderfluid icons out there. His avatar, Krishna, despite being referred to as the Parampurush (in other words the manliest man in the entire universe), his physical appearance (which is what is considered to be a very feminine body for a man today, i.e., slender and soft) breaks the stereotype of what masculine man should look like. There are paintings of him and Radha where I've stared for like a hot minute trying to figure out which one is Radha (mostly in grayscale cuz otherwise their complexions are a dead giveaway) and yet, he slays it like a badass.

Then we also have Mohini, the goddess of beauty probably the best seductress out there, and the only female avatar of Vishnu. Through her having a union (yk what they mean by that) with Shiva (AHEM subtext amirit), Vishnu gave birth to Ayyappa, and wouldja look at dat he has two dads, which was actually prophesized. Mohini in one of the versions of Mahabharata (not the original one) ALSO slept with Iravan (Arjun's son) the night before he was gonna offer himself as a sacrifice for the Kurukshetra war. Reason was that Iravan had a wish to get married and spend the night with his wife before dying, and wishing his wife would mourn for him after his death. So Krishna felt bad for him, turned himself into Mohini and married him. The next day she held her husband's body and mourned for him like any wife would. We can also go back to the time where he sported (make of that word what you will) with Arjuni (female version of Arjun) as well as the female version of Narad (for a year in the latter's case).

In short, we can see how chill Krishna is with his fluidity with sexuality and gender, so much so that it's hard to put a label on him sometimes, which is fine. But yes interpreting him as queer wouldn't necessarily be a preposterous claim after all.

Shiva

Tbh Shiva is also pretty queer-coded, given his union with Mohini (and yes he specifically ASKED Vishnu to turn into her and hence he KNEW it was his best friend after all), and him turning into a woman to join Krishna's leela that one time, which also denotes that he's pretty confident in his gender fluidity as well, to some extent. He also has a sort of female avatar, who's actually very underrated. I think it's called Shivani. Also no one can deny the tension between Shiva and Vishnu let's be real here. They even have a ship name- Harihar, PLUS that "Vishnu is in the heart of Shiva and Shiva is in the heart of Vishnu" line. Btw this was a joke, but now you know why they're one of the popular ships of Hindu mythology. I personally have very neutral stance to the kind of bond they share, whether you call it platonic or something else.

(Note that I personally do not consider Ardhanarishwar and Vaikunthakamalaja as any genderfluid thingy because I just see them as literal fusions of the two couples, but yes many consider these two fused versions of Parvati-Shiva and Lakshmi-Narayan respectively to be gender-nonconforming, or non-binary of some sort.)

Lakshmi

Why did I add her here? Because I have a feeling she might be bi, given the fact that her husband is also technically her wife, considering we take Mohini into account, who I'm pretty sure she loves just as much as she loves Vishnu. But again, that's just my take on it.

Agni

Now he's one of the more popular queer-coded Hindu gods, specifically known for his implied poly-esque relationship with his wife Svaha and Soma (the wind god). Now many sites on Google have claimed Soma to be his husband, but I am yet to find a scriptural evidence for that claim, so I suggest you to take their words with a grain of salt. But what IS true is that these two guys do share a pretty profound bond. There was also this one instance where Soma went to a mountain and Agni followed him. Then both of them at the top of that mountain, 'became one' (what does that mean? not sure but it sure as hell sounded romantic. anyways). Also Soma is considered the "seed" and Agni the "progenitor" hence releasing the "seed". Now again what does that mean? Idk but that's sus as hell for sure.

Plus, Agni is also very well-known to be the (oral) receptor of Shiva's (and sometimes Soma's but not sure about the second one) semen, which he then flung into Ganga cuz it was too hot to bear for him, and that's how Kartikeya/Murugan/Skanda (Shiva and Parvati's son and a God of war) was born. So yeah.

Mitra-Varuna

These two.... are another pair of popular queer-coded Hindu deities. They're almost always summoned and worshipped together, and you can say they have canonically.... well had a union, and good news is none of them became a woman for the deed. Their union is recorded in the Shatapatha Brahmana 2.4.4.19, where Mitra is said to have "implanted his seed in Varuna" (hmmm nothing homosexual going on here) during the waning moon. Many people consider this a metaphor for the cyclic nature of celestial phenomena so it's upto you to interpret it however you want.

Now they also give off that sunshine x grumpy vibe, with Mitra being the god of friendship, sun, daylight, dawn and stuff while Varuna is the god of the waters, moon, nighttime, dusk etc. Plus, the latter has anger issues but he has a bubbly Mitra (pun intended) to calm him down for dat :D.

They are also known for siring two sages, Agastya and Vasistha after they accidentally released and mixed their semen into a pot as a result of getting enchanted by Urvashi (one of the apsaras or celestial nymphs).

Budh and Ila

Budh is technically an AMAB non-binary (or intersex) deity (and technically the planet Mercury) born to Chandra (who's also synonymous to Soma most of the time) and Tara, to put it simply, and got cursed to be neither male nor female because Chandra had an affair with someone else's wife -_- (Tara was the wife of Brihaspati, or Jupiter, who was also the guru of the gods).

Ila is another genderfluid deity. Some versions of the myth says they were born a woman, some say they were born a man called Sudyumna, while some say they were born a woman, but since their parents wanted a son, Mitra-Varuna (who they preyed to) changed their gender and Sudyumna was born (but then there was some issue with the rituals, which led to the duo to turn him back to a woman, which is when they took the name of Ila. Ik, too much gendershifting going on, bear with me). Anyhoo they got this genderfluidity from Shiva's spell and every month they'd change sex from Sudyumna to Ila and back to Sudyumna and so on. Budh got enchanted by Ila and married her, and bore the Pururavas with her.

Later on, some versions say Ila permanently turned into a man with Parvati's boon. But personally interpreting, Budh was technically still married to Sudyumna so..... idk what happened to them afterwards tho. I hope they were still spouses...

[sanjisboyfie]

one piece smau: married to robin edition

— kinda implied that robin is some "celebrity" but i kind of just enviosioned her just being a really successful writer or smth LOL

— male reader ! ! !

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uso_pp: bro is definitely a mama's boy

tagged: nico.robin and nrs.husband

nrs.husband: well i call her mommy in bed anyway so it checks out

-> uso_pp: DEAR GOD.

dni_nami: they're both so whipped for each other, true love is real igggg

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freeluffy: is it normal to be this clingy with your girlfriend...[name]'s behavior seems concerning guys ://

-> roro.zoro: it kills me how serious u seem about this

princesanji: IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MEEEE

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nico.robin: my husband is so thoughtful - he's never forgotten to give me floewrs whenver my older ones die <3

tagged: nrs.husband

nrs.husband: if my baby loves flowers IMMA GET HER FLOWERS

-> nico.robin: and i'll treasure them each time my love

princesanji: robin, i too, remember that you love flowers - do you love me now :3?

SUPERCOLA: i thought im the ways of being a SUPPPERRR husband well

-> nrs.husband: SUPPPPEERRRR

dni_nami: were these from your garden?

-> nico.robin: yes :) he has been tending to them ever since he planted them for me so now that they're grown, he made them into a bouqet

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-> dni_nami: UGH I DONT KNOW WHY I BOTHER ASKING it's too cute i might kill MYSELF

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nrs.husband: before and after the event, so proud of my beautiful girl

tagged: nico.robin

nico.robin: your support means the world to me <3 i love you so much

-> nrs.husband: if you have 1000 fans, i'm one of them. if you have 100 fans, i'm one of them. if you have 10 fans, i'm one of them. if there are no more fans of nico robin in the world, then i'm dead. i love you so sososososo much more my love

uso_pp: someone check up on sanji-

-> roro.zoro: i just heard a thump from the room over, i'm gonna assume he just fell to his knees

skullnsoul: such an elegant couple - YOUNG LOVE IS SO BEAUTIFUL

-> nrs.husband: brook you're like ten years older pls ur not an old man yet LMFAO

-> nico.robin: thank you brook :)

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nico.robin: my favorite place in the world is his arms

tagged: nrs.husband

nrs.husband: i'll start crying right now.

nrs.husband: I DONT DESERVE YOU UGH

uso_pp: photo creds robin?? cmon now my work aint free

princesanji: what did [name] do in a past life to deserve a goddess such as yourself, robin-chan?

-> nico.robin: sanji you need to move on <3

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freeluffy: mama y papa :DDDD

-> nrs.husband: LUFFY LMFAOOAA

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dni_nami: the one time we get to see robin and he's hogging all her attention....wtf

tagged: nico.robin and nrs.husband

nico.robin: dw nami i reserved us a girls day at the nearby resort <3

-> dni_nami: mommy? sorry, mommy? mommy? sorry...mommy??

-> nrs.husband: hello????

uso_pp: as if he doesn't get to spend eveyr waking second with her like cmon bruh

-> nrs.husband: my BADD for loving my wife jfc i cant win w u guys

nrs.husband: omg send me this photo she looks so cute here hehehe

-> dni_nami: stfu.

nrs.husband's story:

i love lovelovelovelove my beautiful wife. everyone is just jealous she's mine <333

nico.robin replied to your story: i wondered why nami just texted me she hated you — you're very cute with this story, [name]. i love you too and am glad that i can call you mine as well <333

[comedyloser]

sighs and rolls up my sleeves

035 x 049 headcanons list

They've actually been engaged for centuries prior to containment, but they could never get married for.. obvious reasons. And they met decades before that. Of course, they hate each other anytime they're in front of personell, can't let em know

They met in France where 049 had been his whole life, and 035 had recently traveled to from (current day) Italy. Originally he was just gonna be passing through, only stayed in each country for a month, but this time he stayed around a little.. longer. Always making excuses on why he couldn't leave yet

They had actually avoided being contained by the foundation MULTIPLE TIMES before settling in an old cottage in the middle of NO WHERE

035 would frequently leave the house for adventures or shows while 049 would stay back and work on his cure, 035 always returned with flowers or even dull bouquets

did I establish carpet on the walls

They have physical love language and gifting apology language!! Sort of as a sorry for fighting for decades before they fell in love

They're both immense hoarders. Like 049 will swear he keeps his room clean but no, he doesn't. They're so much trash and gifts from 035 in there you couldn't find the floor if you wanted to

049 sometimes goes out while 035 is sleeping to find him new hosts, especially when 035 has had a rough day, tries to give him peace and quiet

035, in contrast, will REFUSE to leave 049 alone when he's had a bad day, needs to make sure his dove is happy

oh yeah nickname 'dove'

Most of 049's clothes and medical gear have been battered and torn from corrosive acid, he won't complain though

035 likes to trace around the marks on his skin with ink where 049 kisses him, these usually dissolve away or get trashed when he exchanges hosts though

035 aims for that rich life while 049 wants something more peaceful, but 035 will give things up and 049 will indulge a little more just to see the other happy

they only buy cheap beds cause the soft fluffy ones dissolve in 2 weeks

Once 049 operated on a body while 035 posessed it to see what would happen and it hurt and they cuddled after , the end

035 commonly leaves for weeks at a time to do shows, I said that, and no matter how many times he'll invite 049 to come see one he never does, and this slowly made 035 depressed, until 049 surprised him to watch one of his shows on their (engagement) anniversary

kiss kiss kiss

035's love language leans more towards words and poetry while 049's is more physical touch, but by LORD does the other get so flustered when they embrace the one the other likes. Blushing ear to EAR fr fr peak

They have infact tried to shower together but 049 likes ice water and 035 likes boiling water and afterwards they settled on just taking lukewarm baths together monthly instead

They actually tried to propose at the same time in their favorite bench in their favorite park, it was a sunset too

They've both engaged in each other's horrible sleep schedules, but dw even if they’re up at midnight they cuddle daily

035 HAS come home drunk on multiple nights and 049 always has like blankets and a bath ready for him cause you gotta take care of the homies even if they’ve committed vehicular manslaughter

Adding onto the last one 035 actually can’t get drunk (on account there’s no way for the alcohol to actually affect him) but he knows how to act drunk PERFECTLY and it means he can do the bare minimum while also making sure he’s not going to far or breaking boundaries, also it means 049 pampers him cause he’s too embarrassed to ask

at one point 035 wanted to adopt a child but 049 was like how tf are we gonna take care of a child in this economy so they didn’t (and then the plague hit)

035 hates red wine but he has to drink it often to look fancy or because it’s the only thing they have at cast parties, so 049 often waits at home with his actual favorite drinks to cheer him up

049 doesn’t leave the house often but when he does and 035 is ever home alone without him he gets so depressed. Probably cause he spent the first thousand years of his life not knowing what love is and now he’s experiencing it, and when 049 leaves it’s like all that comfort goes away. bestie needs to take breaks on his own accord

035 is a professional seamstress and often makes dresses for his love even if he never wears them, that’s okay more to clutter up the walls

It’s only been twice where they take a night and cry in each others arms, but it’s so rare and delicate of an event it just has so much emotion

Neither of them used to care about pronouns, like 035 usually matched to his host since you know manipulation and 049 was never around people enough to actually need pronouns, except when they started living together they needed SOMETHING to refer to each other. Eventually they both leaned into she/him. Also say post-foundation, they HATED it/its, since most of the personnel used it to basically degrade them, and the public would use it in negative connotation. (Btw if you use it/it’s for them idc!! Pop off sparkle on queen ur so cool and awesome. I used to use it/its for them and sometimes I still do, it’s just I’ve just been she/him 035 for five years I need to keep to my truth)

035 is Dyo and 049 is Doc

[rxsilabeth--er]

But being a criminal and getting trans!reg pregnant....like it's all planned.

Reader being obsessed with reg from the beginning from when he was just a trainee and committing crimes just so he could visit the scenes and watch reg. Killing people till he's darling boy is head of this case and being the one to bring him in. When he is, he chats up reg at a bar or sth, and poor reg is so clueless. Doesn't the guy he's riding and losing his mind over is the same person who is killing all those young victims he's investigating. By the time he figures it out, everything has gone to hell. And little reg is pregnant with the child of a serial killer. The worst part is that he knows. He can't tell anyone cause if his team finds out he got knocked by the psycho they're trying to catch, he'll lose the respect of the entire bureau. And Reg doesn't want to abort cause he's too stupidly in love with the man that gave him the child. However, he's shocked when he finds out the man made a small mistake in the last crime scene, but his team doesn't know it's killer and reg is a hundred percent sure the clue wasn't a mistake and was all planned out. And know he's interviewing his baby daddy in a small metal room who is highly aware of the tiny life growing inside of him and is too smug about it. With his new role as a potential witness to the case, he decides to offer his help with catching the murder and reg's boss agrees and is grateful to have the help of a local. Soo he grows to be liked by the whole group, and it's torture for reg. He keeps pulling reg into closets and bending him over the desk, promising to give him the little family he's always talked about on their dates, teasing him about how he has always been an over achiever and Regulus knows he could easily let himself hate him had their were not moments where the man was too domestic. Him walking into the office, wrapping his arms around his waist, rubbing his stomach. Talking about how their swert child will come out a genius. How he'll marry reg, whenever his ready. Always carrying with him water so reg is hydrated, doughnuts for the craving. Home-cooked meals, that reg can't help but mouth over. When reg is working too hard he'll walk into the office rub his back and little bump, telling him he shouldn't work too hard, it's bad for the baby, whispering little clues about the case In his ears. He'll buy him presents and make little baby jokes in front of everyone, making everyone confused. They'll ask if he's got a special someone at home and he's like yeah, we're expecting. He'll look reg right in the eye and go "smartest and prettiest little mama I've ever seen" and when it gets too hard for reg to cover the bump, he promises he'll quit but only if reg agrees to live with him.

Sorry, I may have gotten too obsessed 😅 I got this idea at what? 3:50 a.m and now it's 4:22. Had to get it all down immediately 😭

I'm drooling over this, it's such a piece of diamond!!! I NEED IT!! Oh my god, it's so cute yet so sexy!! Here take preggo! Reggie smut in exchange for the amazing gold's price!!| Warnings: dub-con? Slight manhandling, gun on head (reg's fine, dw), reader is kinda unhinged and insane, chocking, reg's pregnant, I have no idea, what came over me to write this...

Thank god, everyone in the office was actually gone out to eat, Regulus said he wasn't feeling and you brightly volunteered to stay behind to care of the Head Detective and the others agree, because you're a local who became VERY close with the group.

And Regulus knew why...Regulus's head felt like it was burning, crying on his knees, spewing insults, yelling, screaming and what not simply to argue with you over the fact that you're always at his office now and he doesn't like it...

You simply grinned down at him, you liked when he cried, it was cute, you know you should be angry at him, but maybe it was the fact that he was pregnant that suddenly made him so cute and made you want to make him cry more and mewl on your cock like that other night in the forest where you pounded in him on the forest floor beside his friend, Barty's house.

Softly you walked close to the kneeling boy, lifting his face softly and grabbing his face tightly, "You cry so damn much, it's fucking annoying how pretty you look." you softly hummed as Regulus's soft whimpering as you grab his arm and lift him up, pulling him up as you sat on his chair, the Head detective's chair.

You let him stand as he continued to scream at you for the next few minutes, maybe it was the pregnancy moodswings but after a few minutes of screaming, he stood there sobbing, pregnancy emotions always got out of hand, you guessed.

Softly he walked closer to you, sitting in your lap, crying in your neck as your hands stroked his thigh and sides, one hand travelling up to the top of his jacket, you softly pulled it off as he continued to cry, whine and sob on your lap, as one hand unbuttoned the buttons of his shirt softly, the other rubbing his thigh, the shirt still tucked in enough to hide his body well.

You snaked your hands inside his shirt, rubbing his stomach where you felt the smallest amount of movement, was it from Reg's breathing or the baby's notice of his father being around, you didn't know, you preferred the latter, knowing the man in your lap could never help his greediness he had over you, his obsession over you which he tried SO HARD to deny always made you grin and made you think how cute he'd like crying on your cock.

The other hand softly unbutton his trousers, your hands slipped inside his pants on his hips, holding his hips softly as you pet his hips a bit for him to lift his hips for you remove his trousers. Throwing them haphazardly, your fingers softly grazed his clothed cunt, already starting to wet and leak even through his panties, "Oh? Already wet...expected this from you honestly." you hummed softly, taking his hand on yours and guiding it to your trousers.

As he unbuttoned your pants, you simply pushed his panties aside and stroked his cunt and clit, but not touching him where he wants. Panting and whining, he simply pulled out your cock, whining as you simply sighed. "Pitiful.." you stared at him, but he's pregnant, might as well be sweet right?

So that's how he ended up riding you, wailing and moaning like it's nobody's business as his fingers were plunged in your mouth, plugging your mouth as you sucked and slobbered over his fingers like he did on your cock with a smirk seeing him go crazy and whiny simply from bouncing over you, one of your hands rubbing and squeezing his clit and the other rubbing his tummy which was seemingly growing to show your kid inside him...

Thrusting up into his cunt, the hand which was on his stomach moved up to softly pinch his nipples just as the ringtone of your phone rang through the office, as Regulus's cries resonated within the walls, just before you pulled his panties you tore off of him and shoved it in his mouth, taking the call, putting it on speaker and placing it on the table, while one of your hands held his wrists tightly, while the other moved to hold his throat.

Noticing his movements stopped, you leaned close to his tear-stricken face and asked, "What? Did I ask you to stop? Continue fucking riding." you said softly, you were sure if not for the panties stuck in his mouth and your hand on his throat he would whine loudly to show everyone what was happening.

"Hello?" Barty's voice came from the call, "Yeah? Hello Barty!!" You asked brightly, in contrary to how you were fucking Regulus on your dick. As Regulus continued to bounce on top you, "Yeah, uh, we're reaching the station back in like two to three minutes." Barty said as all blood ran from Regulus's face while you only smirked,

"Oh? Oh, please, do come early...I miss you all and if not me, then Reggie sure does, don't you?" you said smirking as Barty laughed over the phone, "I bet, aight, I'll tell Evan to drive faster, can't leave our besties alone, can we? See you!" he said before hanging up as you pulled Regulus's panties out his mouth, making him whine as you pressed down on his throat and rubbed his clit a bit harshly,

"Why-...Why would you..you-fuck! Why would you do that?!" he asked, trying to be angry, but his exterior flattered the moment you thrust inside of him, hearing him wail.

"Come on, hurry up, don't you want to cum? If not now, then you'll have to wait up until, I don't know....a few hours?" you said as he suddenly began speeding his movements up, as you relaxed in the chair, groaning as you kissed his chest and left hickeys, biting him as he simply whined and tried his best to ride you. Your hands no longer working on his body neither did you put in any effort, if he wanted it, he can have it all by himself especially after screaming at you,

"i'm still upset at you yelling at me, so I will relax, you use me and get yourself off." you said simply, hands simply on his stomach, stroking his swelling belly, letting him use you.

Regulus tried his best to replicate the feelings of you, pinching his nipples, squeezing his clit, plunging your fingers in his hole besides your cock if you felt more mean, or the way your cock touched parts of his body his long fingers couldn't even reach...

His wet finger rubbing his own clit, as he ride to bounce himself on top of you like you always force him to, the other hand on top of yours on his stomach, feeling your cock bulging in his stomach, it was hurting, but he simply couldn't reach his good points!

What the hell, you're supposed to care for him, your baby's momma, your pretty little baby and your gorgeous princess (as you called him in a degrading way).

It wasn't helping that you were pinching his nipples seemingly out of nowhere and reminding him, "Come on, don't want the whole sector to know you're a whore right? They're gonna be here any minute now." he said. His pleasure was teetering between too much and too little and it was driving him wild,

"Ah-fuck!...please! I-I'm..fuck..I'm sorry, it's not working!!" he whined, his tears dripped down his cheeks with drool also falling down his cheeks making you shake your head, "I'm sorry, baby. You're on your own." you said simply, groaning as he clamped down on your, throwing your head back, sadism making you feel happy and a smirk on your lips as he again began to move up and down, his thighs burning just as the sounds of other's car's parking was heard.

"Oh, looks like they're here, awwhhh, baby, hurry up, come on, cum." you said with fake pity as Regulus let out a loud whine, near scream,

"PLEASE! I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry...Please..it hurts and I-fuck! Can't do it, I need you, I need you!....in here..Please daddy? Don't wanna pleasure your little cumslut...am I not carrying your baby?" he softly, whined taking your hand and placing it on his dripping cunt softly throwing his head back, you groaned and rolled your eyes as you held his hips, the fucking cumslut was smart and fucking cute,

"Awhh, fine. But hear me slut, you're not cumming the whole night after this." he said as he nodded desperately, "Fine, yes, yes!!" he nodded as you looked over to see Barty, Evan, Pandora, James, Sirius, Remus, Lily and literally everyone in the group was entering the building.

You quickly pulled out and flipped him over, slamming back inside as you pounded him on the table, as you looked over the desk to see your gun that confiscated in a opened drawer, pulling it you softly placed it on his head, making Regulus tense up, as you continued to pound inside him, spanking his ass red and rubbing it softly between your warmed up palm of the other hand before it moved to bundle up in his hair to pull up his falling and lolling head as his whined,

"Awhh, what? Scared, baby? You should be. Fucking brat, you should be fucking grateful I don't pull the trigger for almost revealing my identity...But fuck, baby, I love you." you hummed moving fast, moving the fun down to nudge his clit with the cold metal as you pounded in him, pulling his hair, and biting his shoulders, you were dressed up but he wasn't except his opened shirt hanging from his shoulders.

Regulus's whines began to be more high-pitched and faster, "Uh..No, wait..it feels weird, sir! PLEASE! It-fuck, feels like I'm gonna pee...Please, no i'm-ngh!...I'm gonna cum." he whined, thrashing softly as you placed the gun back on the table and shoved fingers in his mouth, gagging him on them, as the other pinched and rubbed his clit roughly, you could hear the other's footsteps outside on the corridors...

"Fucking cum, I better not get caught. They're just outside the door, sweetheart." you hissed as Regulus whined and let out a soundless cream as he squirted over you dripping down as he clamped down on your cock, his head dizzy as he whined softly.

That pushed you over the edge as you quickly came inside him and pulled out, staring at his dripped ass as Regulus scrambled to get his articles of clothing, including the ripped up panties and ran to the bathroom, banging the door closed just as the door opened to them, "Hey!! We got food for you as well!!" Pandora said brightly holding up a bag as they all stare at you fixing your unbutton shirts with a sweet smile, back on your lips,

"Hi, welcome back!! Where were you all gone for?" you asked, fixing your pants behind the desk hiding you as you smiled brightly. "Oh, nowhere really." Mary said sighing as she pulled up a chair beside you as you sat on the Head Detective's desk, "Where is Regulus?" Dorcas asked, as you slightly panicked, "Oh, uh, he's in the bathroom." you said smiling nodding towards the bathroom in the office.

Everyone nodded as Pandora handed you the food bag, "Oh yeah, speaking of. Reminds me, you look unsuually happy, are you expecting someone at home?" James asked smiling, as you nodded with a boyish grin,

"Yep, i'm expecting a baby!" You said just as Regulus walked out wiping his face with a napkin, his clothes back on, " the prettiest and gorgeous mama I've ever seen.." you said softly smiling at Regulus who blushed and walked closer, shooing you to get your own chair...

You pulled one beside him, as everyone began leaving to go back to different things they had to work on, as you ate your food in silence with Regulus, pulling him back to sit in your lap on the Head Detective's chair, a hand on his tummy.

You didn't really notice it, but after the few months, he was honestly starting to show, if not for the fact that he wore a brown blazer over it that hid his stomach, but if he wasn't wearing it, it was blatantly obvious as you stared at his stomach.

Regulus noticing your gaze no tummy, he hid it under his arms, his insecurity skyrocketed since becoming pregnant, but despite being insane it would be wrong to lie since he was looking gorgeous than anything,

"Quit this job, I'll take care of you." you blurted out suddenly making Regulus glare at you, "You have a lot of fucking audacity." he said pulling you close by your collar, "I'm serious...I don't want you to be held responsible if I got caught being a killer, I want you and the baby to be safe, quit this. I have money, I'll take care of you." you said softly, rubbing his stomach with one of the rare, genuine smile you held making Regulus a bit surprised but sigh,

"I'll see...", "Thank sweet mama.. :)"

[monstercampus]

sorry for yet another werewolf centric question but I was curious: if the human were to officially be welcomed into the pack, would that mean the human is in a relationship with all the werewolves? or is all the gangbanging a fwbs type deal? SORRY if this doesn’t makes sense sksksks

hehe!!! it does make sense dw!! If it were a traditional wolf pack, having a human welcomed into it would usually mean they'd act as a breeder/sex relief for their werewolves and not much more. It'd be possible for them to develop relationships with one or more of their packmates, but unusual. Some wolf packs can be really restrictive and over-dominant!

With the werewolves on the football team, however, you're considered a total equal--you basically get the pack protection without having to follow all the traditional rules, because the guys don't follow them either for the most part! You can interact and have relationships with werewolves from other packs and other monsters in general and it's not a big deal at all. Honestly, they'd feel a little weird trying to boss you around (in a serious way and not a sexy way at least) so they mostly consider you a smaller, cuter wolf. Which also means that they're more than willing to have a shared, serious relationship with you, but if you only want to hook up or you want to experiment with other monsters they're cool with that too. It's not like they're anywhere close to having to declare a pack or anything, so they've got lots of time to figure themselves out and discover what they really want out of life.

So, in essence, being welcomed into their pack at this stage basically means you're part of their inner circle friend group--you can be intimate and hang out and tell each other you love them and have it not be weird, but you're also not bound to them even if they start missing you coming around and pouting at you to come take a nap or watch a movie together. They really love you deep down, more than how your relationships with them come off at a surface level, but what kind of friends or packmates would they be if they tried to force you into staying with them when your heart belongs somewhere else? They all hope that isn't the case and maybe you'll want to stay with them after graduation, but if it isn't, you'll still be part of their pack and will always be considered family that they'd gladly stick their necks out for.

Buuuuut, if you decide you do want something more after awhile, they would be so happy to make you their mate for life. You lock them down and you won't ever get rid of them, and you won't ever be lonely again either--you'll be the softest, prettiest little werewolf mate anybody's ever seen, covered in bonding bites and soaked in werewolf pheromones so you stink of them always. You're the pack's shared mate in that case, a precious lover to be fussed over and given all the attention they'd have nowhere else to focus it on, you'd basically be married by werewolf standards and doted on by your seven handsome, love-starved wolves for the rest of time <3

[neptunescore]

I’m the active Zack brown hater anon from a while back and some hot takes from me is that people need to understand that drivers can fight with each other!! (And fans need to stop babying drivers…) Maybe it’s because I’m used to seeing fights from players in other sports but one thing I think if very hypocritical of people is that if you want competition you need to understand there WILL be fights. You can’t hate on drivers winning all the time and then say they’re a hypocrite when they fight with other drivers or their teams because they lost out on a win. If you want F1 to be like any other sport every fan, (mostly the new one’s but not everyone) needs to understand they aren’t family. They will always be “coworkers” at best but by default everyone are rivals and fighting for a title, yes, even their teammates.

I think I’m mainly upset at this because of the recent backlash at many drivers. One with Carlos taking out Albon. It wasn’t at all Carlos fault it was simply bad luck yet people are acting seriously that Carlos won’t get that Williams deal. This isn’t a sport where oh no we won’t sign you because you did something to our current driver. F1 teams will always think about their future, not about the little family fans think everyone is (I’m looking at you McLauren…).

this now is a side note but people couldn’t handle Max pushing Esteban or George, the fanbase doesn’t understand players in a sport will always be competitive and have the right to be angry! (Even if they may be wrong in the moment, but I’m not specifically saying Max was wrong in this context)

F1 is a dangerous sport in all so every driver has a right to be mad at each other all in all if anything happens on track. It’s good they aren’t out right brawling and I’m happy there is not but I also think fans should not baby the drivers when arguments happen (with fellow drivers or their team…) Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

Calling u the ZB❌️ anon bc for some reason that's hilarious to me, and it's smthng we both feel viscerally abt😤

You're literally the love of my life😌😘. And ur takes are never wrong, and we need to get married right now🤭🤗

No but srsly, UGH as an f1 fan that's been here for a while seeing SOME (not all of you, dw most of u guys are lovely) of these new fans come in and coddle drivers (excessively) is so ANNOYIMG to me because are they forgetting this is an actual SPORT?? a VERY competitive one at that.

Like, OF COURSE, ur going to see heated moments between drivers, OF COURSE ur driver is gonna get caught up in a racing incident, OF COURSE, his teammate will try to overtake/ race against him when given the chance (talking abt the lewis and george fight in canada)??? They're all competing against each other. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT??

Don't even get me started abt fans who get pissed at drivers due to basic racing incidents, like??? I get being annoyed in the moment, but to go and shit post abt that driver on ur social media later is just WILD to me.

Anywayy, I agree with everything uve brought up, and thank u for gracing my inbox ZB❌️ anon <3

[tinyidle]

༻༻༻𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗐𝗈 2 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗒!𝗆𝖺𝗒༺༺

Let Mommy Please You - CCH

hope you like this as much as i do. fun fact: this man and i have the same birthday

wc: 2k+

WARNING: slight angst, fluff, smut, traditional 'role'-switching, massage (turned erotic), hand kink if you squint, mannerism reinforcement, finger fucking, missionary, overstimulation, unprotected sex and creampie implication they're married dw, squirting, mention of aftercare, switchdom!chanhee, mommy!chanhee, househusband!chanhee, switchsub!reader, stressed reader, officeworker!reader, fem reader, all fiction ofc

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you should have not gone to work. in fact, you should have quit that stupid job a long time ago. yet, because it paid so well-- and because you refused to let your newly-wedded husband of four months get a job-- you stuck it up. chanhee was more than willing to work; he was a man after all. but you insisted on letting his pretty head and hands stick to doing house work, work you unfortunately had no skill in as a woman. you two weren't the traditional family, and you two loved it that way: chanhee cooks and cleans a good chunk of the house, while you worked at your office job and cleaned what you could on the weekends.

luckily for you, work wasn't too much of a pain in the ass. it still was a pain, however. once your gruelling 8hr work day was over, you swiftly drove home. once you drove into the driveway and pulled out your set of keys, you unlocked the front door to your house after locking the car behind you. taking in a deep breath, you loosened your binding work belt and let your tightened stomach free as you plopped yourself on the couch. one by one you kicked your heels off your aching feet, and you unbuttoned two of your white blouse buttons.

"welcome home~!" your lovely husband chirped all giddy. almost too giddy for you, with him walking towards you from the kitchen from cleaning the stove. once he saw the grimace on your face as a reply to his welcoming gesture, he frowned. "stressful day at work?" he asked you with concern, kneeling down in front of you and taking one of your tired feet in his soft hands.

"yes," you sighed, enjoying the massage chanhee was now giving you. "this feels nice, thank you," you breathed out as he switched to the next foot. you were so into the massage you were receiving that you barely noticed the man picking you up to lay you down on the bed, slowly pulling off your gray work slacks. the next thing you knew, you felt chanhee's soft lips pressed against your left knee.

"what do you need, dear?" chanhee asked, having an alluring view of your panties. you bit your lip, turning your head to refuse answering him. your pride was just too big to answer him right now. once he took off your gray blazer and white blouse, he turned your head to his doe eyes. "i said," he repeated himself rather impatiently, "what do you need, my love?"

"um- uh... could you help me rub lotion on my legs?" you stuttered. chanhee nodded, moving up to grab lotion nearby and massage your legs. your soft sighs of contentment were music to his ears. he poured some of the creamy substance onto his big, soft hands and gently landed them on you; massaging and squeezing your skin. "mmh, that feels very nice," you murmured. watching how you enjoyed being rubbed made chanhee happy, loving how he took care of his beautiful, hardworking wife. "now move closer to my thighs," you ordered.

chanhee tsked, shaking his head. "now, now. where are our manners?"

feeling slightly ashamed and swallowing your pride, you quietly requested again. "please rub my thighs, mommy."

"there we go, my sweet girl is back," chanhee smiled and obliged your request, sliding his way down to caress your calf muscles as well. "these are really soft," he admired as he went lower. you blushed, nodding in agreement. he caressed your inner thigh with his strong yet gentle hands.

all you could do was respond with a small "you're welcome, mommy", gasping when you felt his hands go from your thighs to your heated core. "mommy," you spoke up, "i want you to take away my stress. please me, mommy."

chanhee chuckled at how small you became for him with only a few touches. "of course, since you asked so politely." slowly peeling off your black brief panties, he looked at how wet your cunt already got. he lightly rested his hand on your core, circling your clit. "look at my pretty girl's puffy pussy. so ready to be taken cared of, aren't you?" your husband cooed before immediately inserting a finger into you, knowing good and well how tight your cunt would be without much prep.

closing your eyes in pleasure, you moaned as your hips tried their best to accept what chanhee did to you without jolting up. you allowed him to shove in one long finger, then another, effectively stretching you out until he had three fingers into you, occasionally curling them upwards. you lost control of your voice, letting as you cried out from the lovely intrusion, letting chanhee know exactly how you felt about him taking care of your most sensitive area. your body begged for chanhee to fuck you hard, to make you scream, to tell you that everything will be okay.

chanhee knew you were saying those things to him through your screams. "fall apart for me, baby, mommy's got you," he assured you, rubbing your throbbing clit as you came on his fingers. your legs shook violently as you sent into pure euphoria. as you were regaining strength, sweat glistening from your forehead, your hazy eyes saw your husband take off his clothes one-by-one, neatly folding them after each item and resting them on the side of your shared room. he picked up your own previously discarded clothes and did the same.

once he came back to the bed, you had rested your elbows behind you, seeing chanhee's hardened length softly swing between his legs as he climbed back on the bed. getting close to your face, chanhee whispered. "mommy can't wait to fully please his baby," he said with a smile before pecking your nose. "lie back for me." you shuddered and did as told.

with full confidence and eagerness, the man leaned downwards, placing his lovely face directly above your bra-covered breasts, helping you unclasp the confining material. you didn't even have the energy to open your mouth to plead for more as your husband laid his tongue on top of your nipples.

chanhee knew his wife was growing hungry from your sounds of pleasure and desperation. yet all you could verbalize was begging. "please mommy, i need mommy's cock in here," you moaned, opening your legs to display your wet cavern to the man's lustful eyes. he pulled off your breasts and smirked, his doe eyes darkening to a more siren appeal. pumping himself, he aimed his hot tongue inside of your open mouth. he swirled his tongue in circles in your mouth as he pressed his hard, thick cock into your core. you squealed in the delight of being filled. so warm and comforting. so incredible.

chanhee stroked your hair with gentle strokes as he slowly thrusted in and out of you. reaching your neck, he kissed it tenderly, kissing his way down until he reached your cleavage. chanhee just loved sucking on your breasts; they brought him almost as much happiness as it did with him being inside you. as he fondled your breast and you moaned with every thrust, he suddenly lifted his hand away, instead putting it underneath you, his cock pushing deeper with the action.

a loud moan was forced out of you. "fuck, mommy!" you exclaimed as chanhee took the pace up a bit farther, fucking you intently. hearing you liking how deep his dick was in your cunt, he leaned further unto you until he was chest to chest with you. he pounded into you harder, just to hear you whimper louder.

"hee-.. chan-.. hhh.." your brain couldn't form any words due to all the pleasure you were receiving. eventually, you went beyond speech, panting and moaning loud enough for chanhee to enjoy. holding your tits in his hands, you were powerless to resist chanhee's unrelenting efforts of making you feel satisfied. after a few more thrusts, you came with him still in you. your mind fell numb, body jolting upwards as he kept going.

"i want to please my baby until she begs me to stop," chanhee breathed out, continuing to fuck his still hard cock into your spasming center. you could have pushed him off, said no more, argue that you were tired. but instead you chanted for your husband to keep going, to not stop, to please you.

you were showing him how badly you needed to feel taken care of and filled up, giving him permission to fuck you until he passed out on you. why did you allow him all this? one may never know.

chanhee smiled at how sweetly his wife surrendered herself to him, allowing him to slot a big part of his love into you. he was grateful at how often you'd remind him that you gave in to him, just so he would have something to thank you for. it was simple; in that moment, chanhee would thank you for showing his love.

you enjoyed the feeling of chanhee's cock plunging in and out of you, remembering how good he could fuck: always careful not to hurt you, constantly trying to stretch you in all ways possible. loving how close he always stayed to you, pressing his ear right next to your sensitive chest. slowly wiggling his hips, going from the deepest angle possible to shallow, from shallow in and out motions back to fast and deep angles, building up steam again. finding your sweet spot, your throat burned as you yelled, attempting to express what you needed; telling him to keep doing what he was doing because it felt so damn good. "please, please, please. mommy pleaseee," you whined, desperate to communicate to your lover.

as if he could read your thoughts, chanhee nodded, asking for one more minute to fill you up. he gazed down at you with intense desire, taking care to memorize every feature on your face and every sound you were emitting. he wrapped his arms around you as he continued to slide in and out, taking every ounce of pleasure that was given to him from your continously spasming walls. he tried to hold himself steady, but the feelings building within were too powerful, rushing through him as fast as he was filling you up. you came along right after.

chanhee pressed a loving kiss against your forehead, wanting nothing more than to bask in the afterglow of your orgasms. slowly moving from your face, chanhee lowered himself down your body, spreading your legs wide and settling between them. gently touching your swollen lips, he placed a single kiss on your exposed, reddened flesh as you yelped. "so pretty, mmh?" he awwed, kissing each inch of your gorgeous flushed skin with adoration. "were you pleased, baby?" chanhee lightly nipped your shoulder as he went up again, asking you for a response; which you hummed weakly.

wrapping his arms around your sides, chanhee started circling your clit, knowing it was how you always ended up cumming for him when you both finished a session. no matter how much you resisted or cried out, he just kept at it, continuing to circle your sore bud until your hips rolled unto him in uncontrollable waves. "ughh, mommy," you sighed as your face contorted in ecstasy. out of nowhere your juices soaked your thighs and flowed out of you quickly, welcoming chanhee to eat you up with his lips-- licking, nipping, nibbling, sucking as you whimpered.

"my sweet, sweet baby," he praised you, hands roaming around your quivering pelvis. "so hardworking. let mommy please you until you fall asleep, hmm?" as if on cue, your eyelids dropped closed, knowing you wouldn't be able to answer him. listening to your peaceful slumber as he teased you with gentle kisses on your mound and your lower lips, he went to the bathroom get some wipes.

[hegoeshardasfuck]

prize possession

wordcount: 1.6K

tags: femdom, collaring, kinktober, threats (he kinks out on it tho dw), possessive sex, aftercare, dom sakura, sub naruto

synopsis: he never expected the cards to fall like this, but who is he to complain when it means Sakura is all over him

authors note: written for day twelve of kinktober, additional note at the end

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59693062

Naruto Uzumaki is a simple man.

And he's the trophy husband of Sakura Haruno.

He didn't really expect the cards to fall that way himself. He expected her to marry Ino if anyone other than Sasuke. Especially considering the Uchiha-Hyuuga marriage of alliance that Sasuke was forced into. Naruto really expected Sakura to lean into her enjoyment of women after that, he would've been happy for her if that happened.

But instead she just, went after Naruto without any abandon

And by god he fell to his knees in response to her pursuit. He could never deny it. He's infatuated, he loves her, he adores her. And he married her no less!

Well, she married him to be more accurate.

She got down on one knee. She popped the question. She bought the ring. She wore the tuxedo (and he wore the dress, thank the sages Kakashi walked him down because Iruka would've fainted on the spot). She fucked him into the dirt during the extended honeymoon phase.

He's not complaining about any of that though. He passes laws and she tries to keep the medical ninjutsu world in check. They're both in positions of power to an extent, it makes sense they'd pair off for a power couple.

It doesn't make sense for him to be the woman of the relationship in a sense. The one who Sakura coasts around like a rich fur coat, he's a prize. An object. A possession of hers.

Okay, he should've seen it coming.

There were many hints that flew right over his head.

But he likes it.

This peculiar state of ownership and obedience, he wonders if Sakura is even aware of how the cards have fallen. He'd let her keep it up if she was. Maybe it's worrying how subservient the Hokage is, he doesn't care though.

Especially not with the way that Sakura bought herself a collar for him.

"Nice collar," Naruto mused.

"It's not for me," Sakura answered with as she closed the cupboards.

Naruto perked up, "It's not?"

"It's for you," Sakura said bluntly.

"You know, you really seem to think you own me. You've been acting like it since we got married." Naruto broaches the topic as carefully as he can with blunt wording. It's important she's aware of it more than anything.

For a whole minute Sakura freezes, then she near silently utters a small, "Fuck..."

"It's fine! I really don't mind it, I just wanted to let you know what it looks like to people." His blowback against her dismay is too strong, his enjoyment immediately exposed, "These aren't grounds for divorce, as far as I'm concerned communication might be easier now that you know how I feel. And if communication is easier..."

He leaves the statement open on purpose. He folds his hands under his chin with a smirk, watching as the tips of his wife's ears go red at the implication. He chuckles softly as she turns to face him, looking only vaguely turned on and mostly confused.

"You like looking like a trophy husband?" Sakura asked, partially aghast.

Naruto nodded, "I like being a trophy husband. I didn't think I'd be one, but who am I to complain?"

"So you wanna go further?"

"Of course I do- you can't lay me in public though, even the Hokage can't dodge some laws."

"You'd give yourself to me?"

"Sakura, the second we kissed at the altar I was already yours. Undeniably and eternally yours, we're just getting creative."

-/-/-/-

Sakura doesn't know how being consciously aware of the control she holds over Naruto makes her feel.

He heels to her every whim. He's supposed to be the major leader, one of the main heads of the shinobi world.

And yet...

She still has him collared and tied to the bed with a leash every weekend. He still likes it. Likes giving up complete control to her, not having to make so many choices like he's had to his entire life. He goes from shinobi to pathetic mutt as the sun sets.

He doesn't even take off the collar at work. He wears it with fucking pride. And when they cross paths on the job she has to avoid letting her eyes drop because if she does she might have to pull him aside and rail him in a bathroom stall. But he just grins and waves, none the wiser to how the sight of him consistently wearing that collar does to he, its like makeup. Maybe he was meant to be a trophy husband after all.

Sakura snaps the thoughts out of her head as she slams down a set of defibrillators on a patient.

She can't even think about her fucking husband at work.

She can't think about fucking her husband, more accurately.

She really hopes he's not staying at the office late today.

-/-/-/-

Naruto is waiting for her at home, laid on the couch without much intent. He shoots up when he hears her voice though, stupid grin on his face. There definitely wasn't a red string between them but he can feel the phantom sensation of a leash being yanked as she steps closer- which by his definition is the same thing.

He couldn't care less if it was fate or forged by hand, he is hers in full.

She shrugs off her coat as she drops down on the couch. He rears up to be eye to eye with her and she slumps against him.

"How was your day at work?" Naruto asked as he ran his hands through her hair, tousling cherry blossom locks thoroughly.

"Long and hard," Sakura answered with.

For a second his excitement falters, "How hard?"

"Not too hard for me to handle." She smiles a bit before reaching up to his collar, "We can still have some fun after dinner, don't worry."

"After dinner?" Naruto asked with a doglike whine.

"After. I don't want to have to tap out halfway through because I got hungry." Sakura gives a reassuring caress to his check, he leans heavily into the motion.

"Alright, want me to cook?"

"Why offer?"

"You said you had a long day."

"You only know how to cook ramen."

"Really good ramen, with all the extras."

"Yeah, you can cook tonight. I'll try and clean up our room."

-/-/-/-

She doesn't actually touch him much.

It all has to do with his collar really.

She uses a blend of words and cautious tugs to a leash that's never seen the light of day. She leaves him a mutt and he waits patiently for her okay as she cages him on the bed with naught but her own body. He's treated like he's feral really, an animal being domesticated with every single word and feather light touch.

His neck tingles every time she brushes over the leather, her words a whisper on his ear. He whimpers loudly as she hisses an insult. A sharp yowling sort of sound comes next as she digs her fingers into the skin below his collar. She grips and she pulls and he rears back to counter it defiantly.

"You're going to be a good fox-"

Fox, fox fox, he never really paid much mind to the fact she called him that. He can feel it now though, the way she's letting him slip into a feral state he barred off. Her words keep him grounded in sentience and control of himself.

"And you're gonna sit tight on this bed until I say we're done." It's a threat. He could tap out at any time, but he knows he'll be pushed to amounts of pleasure that should be illegal if he doesn't tap out.

The allure keeps him from speaking out.

The hand on his neck trails around to ride up the column of his throat. She presses in at his lips to touch his pronounced fangs. He gives a small warning growl; he'll bite.

She lets him drop down to the bed and he flips around to face her. She looks so pretty cast in moonlight, even if she's looking down on him in a condescending manner. It's tantalizing really.

She reaches out to his face, gripping and tilting slightly to the side. His pupils are slitting as she draws the leash ever closer to her with her free hand.

"You'll obey me or I'll tighten it till you can barely breath."

Okay.

He might have to tap out.

-/-/-/-

Naruto has something akin to rope burn on his throat from Sakura pulling so roughly and tightening the collar so much. His breathing is stilted as she removes the collar with delicate hands, the removal of the obstruction of breath leaves him winded. His own hands rush up to his throat, to make sure its actually off and not tightening. The ghost sensation of leather on his neck doesn't go away, even as his fingers press on where it should rest.

"Sorry." Sakura's voice was barely above a whisper as she tossed aside the collar and leash.

"It's fine." Naruto's voice was weak, almost sounded scratchy.

Sakura sighed before pressing kisses to the agitated skin along his throat, "It's not. I should've been paying more attention, I'm a doctor for fucks sake, I should know better."

"Hey, look at me."

Naruto reaches up to her face, gently nudging her aside. He gives a weak smile as he looks at her face, only horrified with her own actions. He's careful with the gentle caress before pressing his forehead to hers.

"I still love you- a little bit of rug burn won't stop me."

____________________________

additional note:

so notes app killed itself and trashed my kinktober prompt list and the fics i had pre-written, send in requests and/or prompts if ya have any because i dont know what im gonna write to recover from this

[therantsofawriterrr]

The Umbrella Academy Final Season: My Version

Part Three: Old Faces With New Personalities

Overview: While Lila and Diego keep hiding secrets from each other, Luther encounters familiar faces, that don't seem familiar in some aspects.

TW: Mature language, implied sex (idk maybe), hurt with comfort, the cafe scene except its different, tell me if i missed anything! Pairings in the chapter: Diego×Lila (Fluff alert hehe) A/N: So, I saw someone say that Five attended the Keeper meetings because he was still looking for a way to get his fam and himself back to their original timeline, which ig, makes sense, but i have established smn so yk im going with that but dw, we'll get to see that. Also, again, the Diego×Lila dynamic that we deserved to see. And a little surprise too (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠).

Masterlist

After the Keepers meeting ended, Lila and Five sat in a cafe in the next block, discussing the contents that were discussed.

"Look, if these artifacts are from different timelines and now they're showing up-" Lila started saying.

"It's possible the old man's reset didn't take," Five finished.

"What does that even mean?" Lila asked, hoping Five would have an answer.

"I have no idea," Five said in a tired voice. He looked like he hadn't slept in a while, which worried Lila a bit.

Over the last six years, she had grown closer to everyone in the Hargreeves family. She'd grown to be a caring aunt to Grace, a fun-loving sister-in-law to Klaus, a caring, supportive one to Luther, and a snarky, sarcastic one to Five.

"Look, whatever this is, don't say anything to the family just yet," Five requested. "Not even Diego."

"Absolutely not," Lila agreed. "He thinks I'm at book club."

He gave her a dirty look, not at all happy with the sentence.

"It's just easier that way," Lila said, her eyes shining with guilt.

"Easier? It's Diego we're talking about, Lila. You know how he can get."

"Yeah. But... you know how he'll get if he gets in on this. He'll jump to conclusions, and make rash decisions and everything. Don't you remember him during the 60s?"

They both shuddered involuntarily as Five nodded. "Alright. well, it's a good thing I never got married. Too much deception involved."

He took a bite of his scone, which got some cream on his mustache. Lila smiled with a sigh as she took a tissue in her hand and wiped it away. "Didn't dear old Reggie teach any of you Hargreeves men how to eat?"

He scoffed with irritation as he said, "Don't coddle me, I'm not a child."

"Yeah, well you surely eat like one," she retorted, balling up the tissue and leaning back.

Suddenly a woman slammed her hands down on the table, making them both jump as she glared at Five.

"Next time I call," she gritted through her teeth. "I expect you to pick up your phone, accept it and put the damn thing to your ear."

Five's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at her with confusion. "How'd you find out my location?"

The woman just stood up and stared at him, pulling up a chair to sit. Lila noticed she was pretty in an unconventional way, with a sugarplum balayage on her dark brown hair and stony grey eyes. Wearing brown bellbottom trousers with a tucked-in maroon shirt, sleeves reaching till just below her elbows, a beautiful vintage watch on her left wrist, and maroon kitten heels on her feet, she looked like a boss lady.

"Did you put a fucking tracker in my outfit?" Five asked indignantly.

"Do you think I had a choice?" she deadpanned, drumming her fingers on the table. "You don't accept my calls, half the time you don't even wanna talk to me."

"Because you're annoying, Clementine," Five declared heatedly.

She only sighed with a roll of her eyes, ignoring the comment. "Anyway, look, we need to talk."

Five took an angry bite of his scone, prompting Lila to throw a tissue at him with a disgusted look.

"Alone, Five," Clementine asserted.

"If it's about the Keepers, then I could help, y'know," Lila interjected. "I've been investigating them as well."

Clementine's eyes lit up as she turned towards her, crossing her arms on the table. "Really? What have you found out about them yet?"

"Oh, well, that it started in New Mexico and everyone's just flocking towards it like lemmings. Oh, also, the Cleanse," she said, mimicking Jean when she said the last word.

"The Cleanse? What's that?" she asked.

"No idea. But, Gene, one of the leaders, said that it's either the end, or a great restoration."

Clementine whipped out a small notepad, turning to a page and starting to scribble in as Five took in a breath, almost looking scandalized.

"What are you doing?" he asked. "Don't tell me you're going to be reporting that to the deputy director."

"I have to give him something, Five," she said, focused on writing in her notebook before lifting her head to look at him. "Why? Are you ashamed that she, a civilian might know more than you, a goddamn CIA agent?"

"Oh, burn!" Lila exclaimed, laughing loudly. "Oh, I like you so much."

"Thanks! You're fun, too!" She exclaimed with bright cheerful grey eyes.

Lila stared at them with a kind of a knowing smile as they continued bickering. Her phone vibrated in her bag, and she took it out to see a text from Diego.

Hey, did book club end? You need a ride? I miss you🥺

She stared at the text with a tender smile before it faded, her eyes turning thoughtful and guilty. She got up, taking her small handbag with her, slinging it onto her shoulder.

"Well, you kids stay safe now," she said playfully, even though they didn't really hear her during their conversation.

Upon reaching home, she found Diego snoring on the couch in front of the TV, making her smile as she went to push some of his hair away from his forehead. She started going to her room to change when a hand caught onto her wrist, pulling her back.

She fell onto Diego's lap with a surprised gasp, her arm automatically going around his shoulders as her legs dangled off his thighs. He smiled sleepily as he gave her a peck on the nose, making her giggle as she gave him one on his lips.

"You should've gone to bed," she said softly, nuzzling her nose against his.

He hummed, his arms hugging her waist tighter, blinking the sleep away. "I can't sleep without you beside me, Lila. You know that."

She chuckled with a shake of her head, her other arm going to rest on his shoulder. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting."

"It's alright. I know you lose track of time during book club. How was it, by the way?"

She nodded with a shrug and said, "Not very informative. But it was fun."

Diego did feel a sting in his heart at the fact that she still wouldn't come clean to him about what she was doing, but he didn't budge on his trust. She'd earned it and so he was giving her the chance to tell him about her investigation when she wanted to.

He gave out a sudden yawn, making her chuckle again. "You can barely keep your eyes open, love. Go to bed. I'll join you after a shower."

"Hmm, can I join?" he asked with a playful smile, making her slap on his shoulder.

"Yes," she said and sauntered over to their room, making him jump up after her as he took off his shirt excitedly.

Simultaneously, a few blocks away, Luther stood in front of his apartment door with a blank look on his face, wanting to bang his head on it. In the time he knew Sloane, he'd memorized the places she went to. Even if Reginald reset the timeline, that wouldn't change.

He worked part-time in a cafe that Sloane usually visited to note down places that she'd visit if she got a chance to get out. All neat and noted. He still had it and usually carried it around with him.

Every evening after work, he worked in that place. Every fucking evening, he hoped that she'd come in, get in line and ask for a latte. But, it always just ended up killing all the hope inside him.

Suddenly, the door next to his apartment burst open, making him jump with a surprised grunt, as he looked to the side.

A guy exited, immediately looking at him with concern. "Oh, hey, sorry man, are you alright?"

"Yeah," Luther said, batting a dismissive hand. "It's alright, I'm alright."

The guy heaved a relieved sigh before giving him a smile. "I'm Christopher by the way, though, I mostly go by Chris."

Luther's eyebrows furrowed a little bit as the cube from Sparrow Academy, who had the same name, flashed in his mind, but he just ignored it and smiled back, not quite reaching his eyes.

"Who're you yapping with out there?" A very familiar voice said, making Luther perk up a bit.

And out the door, walked none other than Alphonso, Sparrow Number Four. Luther's eyes widened as he gave out a tiny gasp.

"Oh, hey. New neighbour?" Alphonso asked, looking at him.

"I... Uh. No. Not really," he said, composing himself. "I just don't get out much out of work, I guess."

"Well, ya should, man! Tell you what, we're going to a bar this weekend with some friends. Not too crowded either, if you don't like that kinda thing. You wanna come with?"

"Yeah," he said with a bright, hopeful smile. "I'd love to."

"Alright. Lookin' forward to it, man," Alphonso said with a friendly grin, before they both walked away, talking amongst themselves.

When Luther entered his apartment that night, he didn't sink to the floor with a blank despair. He sunk down with hopeful tears, and the sobs that wracked his body were happy ones.

And when he went to sleep that night, he knew it wasn't because he'd see dreams of living in a house with Sloane. He'd see dreams of meeting her in a bar. Of talking to her. Of getting to know what she's like in this timeline.

For the first time in six years, Luther Hargreeves went to bed with joy in his heart.

Another A/N: Ok, ik i'm speedrunning this shit, but I just need to write it all down cause the brellie in me is not letting me write anything else. So, here u go, two parts in one day lol. I'm prolly gonna start writing the next part too, so stay tuned!!

Likes, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated. Tysm for reading!!

[puppet-purgatory]

you won't post 1 headcanon for every puppet. you wont

i WILL. AND i'll do it in chronological order from appearance (more or less). but it will be under a readmore after the first season so i dont interrupt anyones scrollin

The Professor: i think in addition to growing a bit from Dino DNA(tm) he also has feathers now. just some feathers in there with his fur. maybe even molts and is miserable about it

Death: he plays guitar And piano, but just as a hobby. he's like a salaryman who had a garage band as a teenager and never fully gave up on the dream

Propeller: propeller SADSTUCK: i think he legitimately had to go to therapy for the britannica shit that happened. PH feels like it would be that realistic about mental health tbh

Big Pile of Diamonds: his mustache is fake. his greatest secret. his greatest shame.

God: he actually really likes to dance! unfortunately next 2 no one will do it since... The Incident

Train: does he not have a better name... maybe put a mr. in front of there... anyway he feels betrayed by the U.S. since they gave up the train model for highways/interstates and the motorcar industry. gets REALLY heated about it

Mt. Vesuvius: has a bunch of speeches given by famous latin authors and orators memorized, but sometimes he mashes them up without realizing/misattributes which one was written by whom. old man moments

Hatshepsut's Goose: can't remember what their gender was in life. that's fine, they love being a nonbinary icon. AMAB (Assigned Mummy at (em)Balming)

Clipped Coin: dodges the spool's wrath by being unflappable and so down to earth despite his apparent success. truly the king of staying in his own lane

Olympic Torch: hes a cranky piece of shit and only really enjoys sporting competition. he was complaining about being in the group puzzle photo so god just picked him up and he went ffffffffffine. okay. ill smile for 2 seconds

Gay Oars: i think they Also went to therapy, mostly relationship counseling, and now they are back and better than Ever. unbreakable bond. im abt to pen a whole ass comic series about them getting married in purgatory

Policarpa's Spool: still thinks of himself as a spy type, but there's only so much spying he can do in... purgatory. of course, his primary nemesis is the treasure chest.

Lake Donner Snowman: idk if this counts as a headcanon per se but in my very short list where i recast the puppets as famous singers, he is ABSOLUTELY voiced by Weird Al Yankovic.

St. Nick's Wet Bones: sort of taking the whole purgatory thing in stride. he kinda feels like he's in retirement! now he's a minor agent of chaos who's looked after by his darling Pickle Boys

Beast of Gevaudan: i was so sad when the infinitiger wasn't real, i wanted them to have a cooking show together so badly and destroy the horse's self-esteem. i love him. hes so abominably french

Stool of Gold: well-traveled, well-read, literally just as sensible as the Book or the Oars, but finds the chaos entertaining to spectate.

Ziryab's Oud: I think that the puppets have divvied up the whole Wondrium Arena and all have designated Living Areas, and he has a whole dressing room filled with shitty costumes he can't even wear. every time someone knocks he answers like hes on MTV's Cribs.

Bye Bye Brothers: they live in the orchestral pit and treat it like a secret lair. only other Murderer Puppets are allowed in. EXCLUSIVE club

Flower Boat: GNC Icon. this is a flower boat stan account. jenuinely a wholesome, emotional vessel doing their best to pitch in.

Molasses Horse: you can wash him as much as you want, that shit always just comes back somehow. the book theorizes it's psychosomatic at this point, since they're technically only souls at this point.

Tiny Piece of Wheat: bro i bet they went through SUCH phases after finding out about the professor's death. like all five stages of grief and then four more that have not yet been discovered by humans. dw kiddo, u got Grandparents incoming

Emu: the type of guy to fistfight you and then help you up. laid back but ready to throw down at a MOMENT'S notice. has no beef with the Wheat, but generally avoids them to keep from any Upsets.

Treasure Chest: has a little list of get-rick-quick schemes he wants to test, but has no way to in purgatory. he has one braincell bouncing around in his head like the DVD logo

Scabs & Pus: they get to hang out with the Bye Bye Brothers in their little club :) they're gross dudes to look at and be around. but they are ultimately harmless and friendly and just happy to be included.

Book: i love da book. I think he lives in the music library backstage and finds librettos for stageplays/musicals to pitch to the group to put on, as well as produces their little TV shows.

Birch Trees: since they share a root system, they have a telepathic link and communicate without even speaking, which is fucking creepy as hell when one or both of them just start laughing out of nowhere. they probably enjoy acting sinister

Asmodeus: he worked HARD on his song for the show!!!!! i think he's a bit of a ham sometimes when he gets the chance. also his goat head bites literally anything that comes close on reflex.

The Devil: while everything he does is to get souls, it also feels like he wants for positive and is less an Enemy of God and more an Irritating Coworker. in my brain they have a whole Tom and Jerry thing going on.

I don't have anything for the Fake Puppets the Substitute impersonated, but im planning on drawing some infinitiger soon bc he was my fave for sure

The Substitute: this is PURELY crack but i think it would be hilarious if he had voice commands like some tech does. i want him to climb back in the window and ryan just yells XBOX TURN OFF and he vanishes.

Dino Dad/Dinosir: i think even after he gets to the present and learns about all kinds of rocks and gems and crystals he Still just loves a big old rock he can lay on and sun himself with. like a dad and his armchair. doesnt gotta be fancy, just has to be comfy.

Dino Mom/Dinosara: i think she would be REALLY into the fake tv shows the puppets in the Wondrium Arena make. and they'd probably Love to have her as a fan. i think both the professor's parents are Hella popular.

[artistic-endchamber]

Hi, Aarii!

🦅, 🦀, 🦋 and 🫣 for GiaYuno

🤝 🫶 for Hiroki and Kunikida.

Sorry I couldn't write rhe sentences. I do not want to do that on mobile

Heyya Fran! Thank youuuu (Also dw ab the sentences... I copy-pasted them for you LMFAO)

GiaYuno

🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?

-> Mimosa is always Pushing Giana to interact with you since they're besties!! Its so adorable. I love. But I would say they all still lean towards to "Sit back and eat popcorn" side of the scale. It's so cute.

🦀: How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?

-> Yuno was calmer on the outside when the realization kicked in- At least, that's what I would have liked to say. (Spoiler for The Horizon) He was sitting in his room when he realized -- and it completely overtook him. He was red and pacing around the room.

-> Giana was like "OH GOD WHY?! WHY HIM?!" cuz like. He's an idiot. Plus he's the single most popular boy in the clover kingdom and she just KNOWS she's going to drown

🦋: How long did it take them to get out of the awkward early relationship stage? Have they gotten more confident around each other?

-> Not TOO long (Especially not as long as Raku); I would say they got together before the Royal Knight exams, but it became OFFICIAL-OFFICAL after the Elf invasion arc (Like they made it public... even though everyone obviously already knew)

🫣: Who stumbled the most with their feelings around the other? How much did the other person notice?

-> Oh, Giana for sure. Yuno in my mind is very internal with his "I want to SCREAM" feelings. He still feels them but only on the inside. He slipped up more around Mimosa and Klaus as he was talking about Giana -- But Giana's the one who would go as red as her hair around him over the silliest things. Yet somehow.... She's also the flirtier one?

HiroKida

🤝: How did they meet in the first place? What was there first impression of each other?

-> It was the earlier days of the ADA when Hiroki joined, Kunikida had already joined, though. He was fresh out of his teacher Job and Hiroki had passed the entrance Exam. They both got put on a duo mission together, due to Dazai (Kunikida's OG partner) bailing on it last minute because he was Lazy. Hiroki thought of him as respectable and intelligent. She found his anger outbursts funny and Liked him when he went out-of-pocket. Kunikida (Who didn't have the whole '50 things for a perfect woman' standard yet) Found her to be a kind of Lady the thought agreeable. He enjoyed his time with her. They got married but Hiroki went to the U.S. to deal with some buisness and so she shows up later in the story.

🫶: Who ended up falling first? Which of them actually realized that they’d fallen in love first?

-> Kunikida FOR SURE fell first. That man was so down bad. He went over to Dazai and went "If you're not here; she's my partner for any mission." and then walked his twink ass away. Hiroki realized she had fallen first though, since she's more self-aware and she knows about feelings.

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So I'll start with the fact that I am, indeed, a fan of Chibnall's era. I am an even bigger fan of the 13th Doctor. I'll also start with the fact that I quite literally grew up with RTD's writing and loved Ten with all my heart. But now I am an adult and some of RTD's writing has left me a bit scared. Here's my "live streaming" review on The Star Beast. SPOILERS BELOW!

I'm going in order of how I processed things, so it's gonna be chaotic. My first essay is this: You know why this post is so long? It's because we're not livestreaming things anymore. I'm not immediately with other fans in real time, typing out our little posts. I'm quite literally doing this at my leisure. I'll miss watching DW live. Now then, in order! 1. The music? Ten out of ten. I have always loved Gold's compositions and he did not let us down. And this opinion is only being generated from the new(er) theme song. Which leads me to...

2. Look at the B U D G E T. Even the opening credits has a budget that you can just FEEL. Those stars/galaxies? Very nice... And then I have to chuckle over the low level lighting / 2000s era effects of David Tennant's full profile voiceover of Donna and his story.

3. Him taking the boxes, seeing Donna's face, and slowly putting the boxes back is an RTD special and I LOVE that kind of comedy. It just makes me chuckle. And then him having a full blown panic over hearing Donna shout "Rose!" which... 4. Having these little call back moments feels rather bitter since we're calling this a reboot of the show. UNLESS the reboot is when Nucti starts up? But the fact that I'm confused just shows how bitter I should be. Again, my Chibnall love is showing. I don't believe in yet another reboot for DW, but that's a marketing thing over anything else... I hope. 5. I'm glad the 2000s Rose/Doctor shipping era lives strong through the name Rose. I know those fans are going to be happy and they deserve it. 6. NOW... Donna having a family. Okay. I'll have a separate post but... Does anyone else think that Donna having a husband just doesn't fit for her? Especially with her memories erased? Idk, I just never envisioned Donna getting married after the whole Lance thing. BUT I'm glad she's happy and the husband seems so nice. 7. Donna giving up that lottery money? Also strange considering she lost her memories. The first time we meet Donna we get this feeling that she's a bit shallow, which makes sense because she has to develop as a character. That was her character development so here KEEPING the money would have made more sense here. Which...

8. Rose. That's all. She's great!

9. Hey, can't help but notice, but when did the 14th Doctor have time to make a new screwdriver, huh? What gives? AND - AND there's not a single hint of 13's sonic on there. HMM. What the heck!

10. FORGOT SOMETHING. Whatever the line was "that says mistress" "Oh, catch up, will you?" I don't know how to take in this scene quite yet, but it's making me pause. It felt... Off kilter. Maybe cause I love 13 so much, I don't know. There's always callbacks to other faces when the Doctor first regenerations, but this felt... Wrong? Also, TEE HEE my mind went to Missy IMMEDIATELY and I love that little connection my fic writing brain is going wild.

11. WHY DOES UNIT HAVE SO MUCH MONEY???? Look at this uniforms, holy cow! I almost don't like it? Like, they're an underground agency. WE JUST SAW THEM GET DESTROYED BY CYBERMEN IN THE POWER OF THE DOCTOR. Are we just ignore that entire episode or...?

12. Donna not being able to keep a job? Yeah, THAT one I believe haha.

13. "I will burn down the world for you, darling" says Donna Noble to her transgender kid. WHICH IS AMAZING, WHICH MADE ME SMILE SO WIDE I WAS HAVING A PARTY IN MY BRAIN. There's my Donna! 14. "Gramps used to talk about flying saucers" oh god my heart. I teared up a little, not going to lie. Wilf, I think about you every single day. You made the Doctor the person he is today.

15. MEEP IS SO CUTE. OH WOW. I know "evil" is coming but SO CUTE RIGHT NOW.

16. To go from some excellent animatronics from the Meep to whatever those alien, fly things are was HILARIOUS. What, we'd run out of money for those costume's? Were they meant to look like a typical RTD alien back in the 2000s? How does that work?

17. WHAT THE ACTUAL FLYING FUCK WAS THE SONIC DOING. Wait, did Disney give the sonic some magical powers? Why are we suddenly writing in the air? How are we getting readouts of the ship from the sonic like that? Could it do that before? Why would we not do that before? I'm dying that's so funny.

18. Shirley seems cool!!! I hope we get more of her! And I love the nod to PROPER representation. Chibs did a good job of that as well. Edit: REAL representation! Good on RTD. The scene with the stairs and she says "don't make me the problem"... I am not a wheelchair user but I do hope that was properly done. 19. "I absolutely love her [Donna]" LOOK AT 14 HAVING FEELINGS! Aww, I hope 15 follows through with the feelings! 11, 12, and 13 have been so locked up, so scared to love... Having a Doctor that's ready to loudly embrace their love for things would be such a good character development. (My fear would be RTD ripping that away in the most tragic way possible, but that's a future problem I suppose).

20. I'm at the scene where Rose is talking to the Meep in the shed, and just, again, THE MUSIC. We did have some good musical moments in 13's era but, even I have to admit, nothing as pretty as this. It really is something, round of applause once again.

21. LISTEN. L I S T E N. I don't condone slapping the Doctor. I don't. In fact, it's wrong. It's very wrong. And you can't slap 13, can you? So slapping 14 shouldn't make sense. It's the definition of sexist. It's just not something you should do. BUT. B U T. Jackie's "stitch this, mate" is always in my head and now THIS "here we go again" after Sylvia gives the Doctor a good slap... I laughed, okay? It was funny! But really, in the good year of 2023, there shouldn't be comedy like that. That joke should have died. BUT I LAUGHED. So I'm to blame as well.

22. "Never mind about the ferret from mars." I LOVE the mars callback from Donna, thank you very much.

23. Kate looking after Wilf damn near brought tears to my eyes. Kate, you are the real hero of the DW universe. Thank you.

24. This is... This is gonna be another post. But. Okay. So. The whole "you're assuming he as a pronoun". Right. Okay. I know groups of people that talk like that. Both online and in person. Personal life spoiler, I work(ed) in musical theater. I've seen it all. I, personally, do not like this whole... "Let's be really obvious about it" thing. And also highly believe in someone else first telling me, when it fits, what their pronouns are. Having someone pull the defensive "YOU ASSUMED" crap doesn't work because humans don't think like that. It's a whole other rant, but yeah. This felt forced and I hate when shows do that. Representation is important but FORCING that representation doesn't help.

25. what's the. what's the sonic doing. what. how'd it. we got lines in the air. we got unbelievable shield. we. he waved it like a wand and now. what the. how'd. (Yo, not me head cannoning that this is 13 banging around in 14's head demanding that they have a better way to protect their friends. Love it). I WILL HAVE A LOT MORE THOUGHTS ON THIS.

26. DW has money now. That will continue to blow my mind.

27. "This is a sonic screwdriver and if it's good at one thing, it's resonating concrete". Oh yeah, Doctor? I'd like to bring forth you, never once, being able to do it. Not once! (And now it's good at creating magical shields and complex, alien holograms, but that's point #25)

28. Where'd in hell's name did he get that wig and how soon can Donna throw it out a window?

29. MEEP YOU - YOU UTTER AHOLE. Man, it was SO CUTE

30. O k a y. I take back, holy crap what point am I on? I take back point #7. So there's some of the Doctor left in her, eh? That's why! I dig that. I really, really dig that. Sorry for being a downer, that was my mistake.

31. I too can come up with technobabble bullcrap that means nothing. I sometimes think that's RTD's biggest failing, his incessant need to over describe things. EDIT. JEEZ, a good five minutes later as we're STILL talking gibberish.

32. Hey, I see you "glass wall between Donna and the Doctor" and raise you "glass wall between Wilf and the Doctor". OW. I demand emotional compensation!

33. Listen, I just got over 13 keeping every. single. emotion inside of her. She never raised her voice, she never really cried, she never had a chance to just scream and yell and be angry at the universe. The fact that there's 14 RIGHT HERE, screaming, because to save Donna, he has to lose her YET AGAIN. Just angry and devastated and grieving... It's a stunning scene, it's a scene that makes sense, but my 13 loving little heart says that this is 13's moment to be angry and it was taken from her.

34. Also, ha, I know Disney bought DW, but did we just "Winter Soldier" Donna Noble. We gave her trigger words to keep her memories at bay? Really?

35. "Hold on a minute," said in Ten's/Fourteenth's voice... Was that.. Was that ELVEN'S theme music while Donna was being, well, Time Lady Donna? Because that was... That was GOLDEN. How amazing is that? What a great idea!

36. You MONSTER, RTD, making Fourteen hold Donna the same way he held the Master? What the hell is that about?

37. The.. The nonbinary, but binary. I... It's... Something! Okay, I'll get there. I'll have a post about it. Maybe. But. Yeah, it's something!

38. DOES UNIT HAVE AVENGERS *cough* sorry it's been a while for Marvel me *cough* STARK TOWER. WAS THAT STARK TOWER? Damn, Disney, you really did bring us back to superwholock Avenger's "Clint in the vents" era, huh?

39. "It's a shame you're not a woman anymore, because she would have understood... Something a male presenting Time Lord will never understand." You can't... You can't do the whole "nonbinary" thing and that just immediately point out gender like that. What. The defeats the entire purpose. The whole point you're trying to make is that gender DOESN'T matter, and yet... And the Doctor has always, always been nonbinary. I refer to the Doctor as "they" when speaking as a collective whole, and many of us have done that. I use pronouns when talking about specific Doctors because humans have always used pronouns. Again, 11 and 13 have made mention that gender has NEVER mattered to them. I just... You can't be poking a bear and then expecting the bear to not to come after you if you've changed the poking object from a stick to a teaser.

40. I gotta laugh that Rose and Donna had the most peaceful "regeneration" we've ever seen. Somewhere in there, a Doctor or two is screaming lol.

41. Oh... The TARDIS is ugly. DON'T HIT ME. STOP HITTING ME. I MEAN It. Not, for real though, Oh my god, what. Why. The colors. Or lack of colors, really. What the fuck. Where's the... Where's the personality? Where's the sass? I've loved every single TARDIS change but THIS... This is a hard one to swallow.

42. The TARDIS having an shit fit over Donna spilling coffee on her is WONDERFUL. That's so funny to me. With everything she's been through with 13, that was just the best way for her to get her revenge! All in all, strange episode, yeah? I mean, what WAS that plot? It was really more of setup for the next episode, and double really meant to reunite ten and Donna, which was well done, but also... Why? It just felt a bit all over the place but very much cushioned by nostalgia. I'm done now. My fingers HURT. As always, and as I say in all my fics, I'm here if you want to chat. Reblog this, PM me, tag me in stuff!