#i'll try to boop back everyone but there's a lot :')

[reluctant-mandalore]

love all of you who are booping me. mwah mwah. a thousand kisses for you, and a thousand more boops too.

[radiance1]

"Look, Harley." Killer Croc began, bent over the table to fit in his chair yet still managing to tower over Harley. "You're a fun gal an all, but I don't want you around my niece. Especially with all she's gone through recently."

Killer Croc held up a hand, stopping Harley Quinn from speaking as he continued. "She doesn't need your brand of craziness in her life right now-or ever, I would feel like. However." Killer Croc sighed through his nose, lowering his hands onto the table and looking far more vulnerable than he usually would be. "She needs a lot more than I could ever give her and you-" Killer Croc gestured toward her."-As much as I would love you to stop interacting, you can give her what she needs and what I can't."

"Just, please. Keep her safe when I'm not around. Will ya?"

"Aww, course I will Crocy!" Harley Quinn gave one of her signature smiles as she leaned back in her chair and stretched. "Woulda done that anyway even if you didn't do this whole shovel talk." She leaned forwards to boop him on the nose.

Killer Croc sighed again, and in that moment all of the vulnerability he showed closed back up. Leaving behind the symbol that many feared from the sewers. "Good." He nodded his head and scowled lightly as he crossed his arms. "And keep her away from those bats, I don't need anymore problems for her, alright?"

Harley Quinn shrugged. "That, I can't promise. But I'll try at the very least."

Killer Croc sighed for the third time. "That's the best I'm going to get, so thank you."

"Uncle Waylon!" A feminine voice said, drawing the attention of everyone present. Waylon and Harley smiled as the owner of the voice sat down beside them. "Jazzy!" Harley grabbed the girl's hands in her own and beamed. "Glad you could make it!"

"Your uncle and I," Harley gave Waylon a wink. "Had a little talk while we waited, and we wanted to know when you wanted to go shopping to spruce up that room of yours."

In the background, everyone else present sweat dropped as they watched two of Gotham's most infamous individuals talking to a civilian girl about shopping.

[roxygen22]

A sickly Wonka and Female reader taking care of him (after the events of the movie.)

Summary: Stand-alone prequel to MLCB series combined with an ask for a sick fic. How the reader met and fell in love with Willy. Instant chemistry! (Longer than intended, but I just couldn't stop)

C/W: Illness, though not graphic

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BOXES

"ACHOO!" You heard a loud sneeze in the alley followed by a crashing sound on your walk home from work. You peered around the corner of the building and spotted a lanky man with a fuschia coat and dark hair curling around the brim of his brown top hat looking down at the mess of boxes surrounding him on the ground.

"Are you alright, sir?" you asked.

He swirled around to look at you with a light pink blush spreading across his cheeks. "Oh, uh, yes. Thank you, Miss...?"

"[Y/N]."

"[Y/N]. What a lovely name. I'm [achoo!] Willy."

"I know who you are, Mr. Wonka," you said with a smile.

"Really?" he said in a surprised and equally nasal tone before sneezing again.

"You *are* quite the celebrity around here, sir. Do you need some help?" you asked, pointing to the boxes.

Willy looked around and sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. Noticing that he didn't seem to be the type to easily ask for or accept help, you pried further. "Where are you trying to take them? I work at a shop nearby. We could borrow the cart."

"Really?"

"You say that a lot, don't you, Mr. Wonka." You giggled.

"Just Willy, please," he said softly. "I just need to get these boxes to my shop at the Galeries Gourmet. I thought I could get them all in one go, but well..." he trailed off as he gestured with his hands to the boxes on the ground.

"Well, Mr. Wonk...Willy. You stay here and gather your boxes, and I'll go grab the cart."

He flashed a big smile your way. "Thank you, miss."

"Just [Y/N], please," you parroted back with a slight blush. "I'll be right back." As you walked away, you heard him sneeze a couple more times before you were out of earshot. Poor thing sounds like he is coming down with a cold.

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By the time you returned, Willy had restacked the boxes so they were no longer blocking the alley. You both loaded the cart, but he took over pushing it toward his shop. "So why are you helping out a complete stranger, [y/n]? I do hope you aren't missing out on any big plans on my account."

"You aren't exactly a stranger, Willy. Everyone knows the famous magical chocolatier. But in that moment after you dropped your boxes, you looked just as human as the rest of us. I couldn't very well just pass you by and ignore you. Besides, this is far more exciting than anything I had planned this evening."

"Really?" [achoo]

"There you go again," you grinned. "Yes, really. The only plans I had were dinner and a book."

"Oh, you like to read? I like to read, too," Willy announced proudly. "I just meant...well, a pretty girl...lady...person like you...I mean, no, uh... there's nobody waiting for you at home?" he stammered.

"Are you asking if I am spoken for, Mr. Wonka?" you teased and unintentionally sent him into a coughing fit. "Oh dear, I'm so sorry. I was just joking. Are you okay?" You grabbed his arm in an attempt to stabilize him as he doubled over.

"I'm fine," Willy croaked as he stood back up. He looked down at your hand on his arm and smiled. Feeling suddenly bashful, you let go and clasped your hands behind your back.

"We should keep going, Willy. You need to get out of this cold air."

"Right you are, [y/n]. Your nose is turning the same shade as my coat!" he said with a grin as he booped your nose with his index finger. Warmth spread all over your body like electricity at his touch.

Recognizing that his actions may have been a touch too forward for a girl he just met (who never confirmed her availability), Willy cleared his throat in embarrassment and started to push the cart once more. You walked alongside, still dumbstruck by the effect of his touch.

"You didn't answer my question," he quipped after a few steps, breaking you out of your reverie.

"And what was that?" You knew what he was referring to but wanted to hear him say it again.

"Are you...[clears throat] is there anyone waiting for you at home?"

"Just my parents." If anyone else had asked you that, it may have been creepy. But you could sense his sincerity.

"Oh," he said with relief, though you could swear you saw a brief glint of...sadness? "Great, well I will have your cart freed up quickly so you can get home and not worry them."

"What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yes, is there anyone at home waiting on you? Perhaps a special someone?" You looked up into his eyes, unabashedly flirting. You noticed that underneath those lush dark lashes, his eyes were actually blue with a hint of green around the pupil. Huh. He's even more beautiful up close, you thought.

"No. It's just me and my shop."

"Oh," you mimicked his earlier response, trying to disguise your excitment that the magician/chocolatier was single. The two of you kept walking in companionable silence until you reached his shop.

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After unloading the cart, Willy swept the hat off his head and half-bowed to you. "Thank you again, [y/n]."

You giggled at the gesture. Not ready to call it a night just yet, you offered, "I could help you unpack those boxes, if you'd like. I know you aren't feeling 100% and really, I have nothing better to do." Besides thinking about him all evening, you said silently in your head.

Willy tried to stifle another cough. "Alright, sure. More hands makes lighter work."

You grabbed a box, sat in the floor, and started shuffling through its contents. You had no clue where anything went, so you started sorting like things together for Willy to put away. At one point your hand grazed his as you reached for the same item. You both blushed.

Clearing his throat - you were unsure whether this time was due to awkwardness or illness - he sat down on the other side of the box from you. He said, "So tell me about this book you are reading." It didn't take much prompting for you to excitedly recount what you had read so far of Treasure Island and your other favorite adventure books. In turn, he regaled you with tales from his time as a sailor.

Time passed very quickly as you swapped stories. Next thing you knew, it was dark out, and the two of you hadn't even fully unpacked the first box.

"Oh dear," you groused and stood up. "I should get going, Willy. My mother is probably pacing the floors."

"Since you stayed out late on my behalf, it's the least I could do to walk you home. If you'd allow me the pleasure." You noticed that all of the talking had made his voice sound hoarse and gravelly.

"You really ought to stay inside where it's warm. The cold will aggravate your cough."

"I wouldn't be able to rest wondering if you made it home safely in the dark," he said softly as he stood and brushed the dust off his pants.

You felt the heat flash across your cheeks as you blushed at his admission that he would be thinking of you after you leave. "Oh, well in THAT case, I would be honored to have you accompany me."

You both bundled back up into your respective coats and hats. As you suspected, Willy's cough worsened with the cold. As much as you would love to draw out this encounter, you don't want him in the cold air longer than he had to be. You quickly led him to your shop to return the cart before heading home.

Once you arrived, you both lingered at the front door. You stopped breathing as he took your hand and kissed it. "I'm glad I dropped those boxes, [y/n]," he said softly as he looked into your eyes.

It was your turn to stammer. "Me, too. I mean...I'm glad...I'm glad our paths crossed."

"Perhaps they can cross again soon?"

"I'd love that. I..." you were interrupted by Willy's sneeze. You couldn't help but laugh at his timing. "You, sir, need to go home, get warm, and take care of that cold." You smiled up at him.

"Yes, ma'am." He grinned.

You unlocked the front door and slipped inside. You leaned against the door and slowly released the breath you didn't realize you had been holding. You stared at the hand that he kissed, biting your lip to contain a squeal of excitement.

"Mom," you called out. "I'm home, and you're never going to believe the evening I've had!"

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You were off work the next day, so you decided to swing by Willy's shop in the morning to see how he was doing. You walked in and browsed the store, but he was nowhere to be seen. You started second guessing yourself, wondering if you were being too forward by dropping in the very next day, when you heard, "[y/n]?"

You spun around with excitement, but your face fell when you took in his unnatural pallor. "Oh Willy, you poor dear."

He started to speak, but was overcome by a hacking cough that sounded far worse than the night before.

"You should be at home resting."

"I can't. My store..."

"....seems to be running just fine at the moment. Besides, your customers may be wary of you coughing all over the chocolate." You crossed your arms and raised your eyebrow.

He smirked. "Touché." His voice was still raspy from the night before.

"Let me walk you home this time."

"I am quite capable..." [achoo]

"Oh, I know you're capable of getting there. I'm not convinced you're capable of leaving the shop without being dragged out."

"You know me so well in less than 24 hours," he said with a smile that reached his glassy eyes. "I suppose you are right [sniffle]. You have a knack for appearing at a time of need. One can't pour from an empty cup, I suppose. Let me get my things."

You waited out front has he gave instructions to the cashier and stocker. Once he joined you, he offered you his arm and you began walking toward his place. The trek was interrupted by multiple coughing fits, one of which left him breathless and needing a break on a bench.

"Is it okay if I feel your forehead?" you asked. Once he nodded, you gingerly rested your fingers against his head. "You are burning up, Willy. Let me know when you feel like you can stand again so we can get you home."

After a few moments, Willy rose from the bench. He offered you his arm again, but you suspected this time it was to balance himself more than a gentlemanly gesture.

Willy looked even more pale and clammy by the time you arrived at his home. He handed you his keys to unlock the door as he leaned against the frame for support. You opened the door and gently led him inside. You wouldn't normally enter the abode of a relative stranger, but he was all alone and you felt oddly safe with him.

He collapsed on his sofa as you set to work to make him comfortable. You dampened a cloth to set on his forehead, removed his boots, and covered him with a blanket. "Would you like me to make you some tea for your throat?" He nodded and pointed to the cabinet where he kept the tea leaves.

You got the kettle going and looked back to observe the man. Was he asleep already? You tiptoed over to check. Sure enough, he had dozed off. Feeling that sleep was probably more necessary than tea, you turned off the stove.

Unsure of what to do, but having no desire to leave him in this state, you sat in the armchair next to Willy and passed the time by reading a book from his small collection. After about two hours, he started to stir. He looked around confused before he saw you and smiled.

"[Y/N], you stayed."

"Of course. Could you imagine the uproar if I let something happen to our town's infamous chocolatier? I would be cast out." You grinned. "How are you feeling?"

"A little better." His voice sounded a little less strained than earlier. That was a good sign.

"Good. I'll make you that tea now." But before you could make your way to the kitchen, Willy grabbed your hand.

"Thank you for staying and taking care of me, both yesterday and today. You hardly even know me."

"We can fix that."

"Really?"

You smiled, rolled your eyes, and went back to making tea.

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Masterlist

[cinhomi]

Hear me out like dilf!Felix agenda or Minho as your teacher IDK-. My friend recently told me about the move Miller’s girl coming out soon and I’ve been thinking about just Minho as your teacher lmao.IDK HE WOULD BE SUCH A STONIC DUDE BUT LIKE WHILE YOU GUYS ARE ALONE HE WOULD BE JSJSJSJS

(May I be 🎀 anon jsjsjsj)

DILF FELIX 😵‍💫 TEACHER MINHO 😵‍💫 I want to caress your face and boop your nose. HOW CAN I FIT BOTH IN ONE ASK THAT WOULD BE 5K WORDSー I'll focus on teacher Minho but PLEASE come back with dilf Felix BECAUSE I HAVE A LOT TO SAY ABOUT HIM TOO OMG

teacher Lee Minho who is known to be this scary, strict man that has all kinds of stories about him being told from student to student in the corridors since he's very reservate and mysterious. he dresses formally, with cool and natural toned dress shirts, vests, ties and blazers. his pants always hug his tighs a little bit too tight when he rests on the border of his desk.

teacher... call him professor. professor Lee. he checks his expensive gold watch from time to time, and accurately displays his book, agenda and pen in a precise order. most students don't know they end up on the floor when he clears the surface for you to sit - or lay - on the polished wooden surface. he likes to be tidy and on time... so when he starts to be late to put down some papers in the teachers' room, or when he has to meet a colleague with his hair disheveled and his tie loose, well, it's only natural to be suspicious. but he's a serious man. he must have some trouble in his life... some trouble that he enjoys a bit too much.

professor Lee Minho who tilts his head to the side the first time he sees you, a puzzled expression on his face because he doesn't understand how someone so gorgeous, sweet and beautiful like you could exist. he doesn't realize it, but now when he's having a lesson in your class it seems like he's explaining things only to you, his gaze fixed on your shiny eyes that look directly into his, on your tempting lips, it drops a bit lower where he can see your naked legs cross under a flimsy skirt. he often comes close to your desk and looks carefully at your calligraphy, or to be precise, at your fingers holding the pen. he slowly starts wondering how'd they look wrapped around him.

he's known for being the most observant and smart professor of the institute so you can't really fool him, it's so obvious your cute little panties get wet when he smiles whenever you know the answer to one of his tricky questions, when he rests a hand on the smaller of your back when he has to pass beside you in the corridors, when he praises you for doing so good on his subject. everyone is starting to think he's got a preference... and it's so damn true. he doesn't alter your score, it really is admirable, your talent on his subject, but you're the only one he's never scolded or insulted somehow.

you're his perfect pupil, he holds you on the palm of his hand. it's not the first time he has students trying to fall into his favour, seduce him, but you... you don't do it on purpose, he has enough experience to know that. yes, you may stay up late to have the best score with him and him only, but you are so natural and obvious with your feelings, it's adorable.

he wants you all to himself.

professor Lee Minho who, after few months of seeing each other almost everyday, asks you if you want to stay a bit more after your classes so he can give you private lessons to go a bit more in depth with whatever topic you're studying at the moment. at first it really is like this, him sitting on his comfy, soft chair and you beside him on the chipped and hard one, swallowing your whimpers whenever your knees touch. oh you're so cute. you take coffees together, he brings you nice treats from the café he goes to every morning, after two weeks he promises to eat you out if all of your answers are correct. but don't worry, before making such promise he wooed you respectfully, with manners, like a true gentleman. before unbottoning your delicate shirt to fondle with your breasts to help you concentrate he did flirt with you to the point you had to get up and splash your face with cold water.

he loves it when you call him "Mr. Lee" in public, but when he locks the classroom he becomes "Min" or sometimes "Sir", or, other times, "Master". he even goes through the trouble of taking you to his place sometimes. Minho is a good cook, but you never eat much in those occasions.

he loves it when before starting the day you subtly give him your lacy panties and he has to sneak them in the pocket of his blazer. he can't help that mischievolous smirk from forming on his lips, knowing your perfect pussy is bare and ready for him if he wants to. and nothing will stop him from avidly taking the soft fabric to inhale your scent while palming his growing bulge everytime he's alone.

Mr. Lee also loves when he's correcting his students' works and you study while sitting on his lap, his lenght buried deep inside you. he likes to pat your head when you do a good job, but he also makes you choke on his cock if what you did doesn't please him at all.

professor Lee Minho that notices you scoff and sigh and pout when another student flirts with him, so when you two meet later he makes sure to fuck you like the good girl you are for him. he treats you so well, how can you be jealous? it's so, so obvious he's obsessed with you.

I see prof. Lee making you bend down his desk, his grip tight on your hips, under your skirt that jumps back and foward from his slow but powerful thrusts and your panties moved to the side. he's bending over your back, with his breath fanning on your neck, his lovely praises going straight to your throbbing core. I see prof. Lee making you sit on his pompous chair as he kneels for you and spreads your legs to dive his head in between them. I see prof. Minho using a ruler to tease your clit and your asscheeks. I see prof. Minho rolling his eyes in pure bliss as you ride him in the bathroom.

mmh... he eventually admits to himself that he fell for his student and has to switch schools to be able to take you out on week-end dates <3

I will write more about.

[factual-fantasy]

18 Asks! Thank you!! :}} 🎪

@pink088

Guuuuurl does it look like I missed the boops? XDD

(I DID miss the super boops and revenge boops tho. I was trashed on the couch and stuck on mobile all day so I wasn't able to send any back to anyone💔💔)

Uhhhmm... oh jeez lemme try to remember-- I'm assuming you mean the order I got everyone in the game..?? Cuz other than the goofy little comics I've been drawing there isn't much of a story beyond that-

Uhhh so I started with Midori(Sprigatito) obviously, thennn... I think I caught Grim(Gastly).. then I caught Gloria(Ralts). Thenn..... arrhrhhgh I thiiiink I went looking for eevees, but I found Anastasia(Shiny Kricketot) in the process and kept her. Then I picked one of the eevees I caught at random and kept him. Then lastly I found a Mareep(Bonnie) by surprise and kept her.

My memory is very poor but I thiiink that's mostly accurate <XDD If I misunderstood your question don't be afraid to send another ask! 😅

@pbjfox37147878

Sorry, I don't take requests.. But hey! You already got a solid concept going and some artistic talent, you can always make it yourself for free! :0

Not really.. I've had a surprising number of uncomfortable experiences with the fandom recently so I've decided to take a step back from Octonauts for a while..

@psype

:DD Thank you! I'm glad you like them! :}}

And yeah that's how I pictured her XDD its becuase I use her the most out of all my Pokémon-

Now she's not bossy and doesn't have a leader or "I'm better that you guys" complex, none of that! She's just very intelligent and usually very level headed and calm. I can imagine that she's gotten the team safely through a lot of complicated situations and her plans/advice have rarely led the group astray.

Plus since I use her so often, I like to think that she's one of the most powerful Pokémon on the team. If not the most powerful. So whenever the group was met with a great danger, Gloria was probably the one to rescue them <XD

So the whole group kind'a gravitates behind her and lets/wants her to take the lead most of the time. Especially when things get complicated or dangerous!

@nerdyskullcap (User in ask)

I took a peek at their blog, but I couldn't find any original art of the Conductor after quite a while of scrolling through that tag.. I only found reblogs of other peoples Conductor comics.. <:(

XD That description of Gloria is very fitting! I use her the most out of all my Pokémon and she rarely loses! XDD

This was a cool read, and hey! Some of my Pokémon have some of those attacks! :000 Gloria has draining kiss and Bonnie has discharge! :D

@cat7890

I'd like to think they've never fought before.. maybe some little bickering on a bad day, but never anything serious.

They have good communication and just generally get along really well and like a lot of the same things. So there's rarely conflict between them! :0

Thank you! I'm happy to hear that you like my artwork! :}}

As for your question.. I'm afraid I don't understand/cant explain it--

Lets say I wanna draw Mario. I imagine what the drawing might end up looking like in my head, what pose I'll draw him in and what colors I'll use.. And then I just.. draw it. It might not look exactly like what I pictured but its probably close enough.

If that doesn't answer your question, I'm afraid I either don't understand your question or this is just an art thing that I don't know how to explain. <:( Sorry, feel free to send another ask with more specifics if you have them!

@sleep-deprived-fr3ak

If Bill ever became a lawyer? All hope is lost XDD

@raven-bearden-the-interviewer42

I haven't really thought about the details of the crews travels and adventures.. but I'm sure that when Louis got cursed and became a crab monster? That was probably pretty memorable XD

Probably this one honestly <XD I cant think of anything more cursed off the top of my head-

@fawncr33k

I suppose that would be fine, but I wouldn't prefer it. As I've said many times,, just comments guys! Asks, reblogs, tags, how ever you type them. I just want comments.👍

@neo-metalscottic

No problem! Getting asks are usually a pick me up :}}

As for the Dry Bones thing, that's what I meant by "not sure how it fits into the AU yet" 😅 Who'd they fight? Why did they fight? When did this happen? No idea. Its all just a neat concept with no structure yet :// And beyond the awkward living situation with the Dry Bones today, I haven't really thought about how the Koopa culture has been changed by the war. That's just way too much thinking and I'm way too sick to bother trying to figure it out atm- 💀💔 But maybe someday I'll think it through!

Now Luigi, I had this idea that he had a bizarre encounter with a 1-UP and was later bitten by a Goomba. Over the span of say... 5 days or so..? Luigi slowly got weaker and weaker until eventually he became bedridden and actually died- He came back to life moments after but it still completely shook Mario and Luigi's worlds for a sec there-

I had intended to draw a comic about this, and I made a sketch about it in the past.. but around the time I thought of this idea my Mario phase was kind'a passing over so I didn't feel like making it- <XDD

As for a potential sequel, I would like to see Wario, Waluigi and Toadsworth. Not sure why Toadsworth wasn't in the first movie- he absolutely should have been. That deep voiced purple..? council..? toad guy?? Totally should have been Toadsworth :/

And my request for the Wario bros is that they are taken seriously. 😅🤣

@cherrycreamfairy

I'm doing okay so far today, thank you! :}

@littlelightfish

I haven't really figured out the details about how Tuna and Louis lost their limbs- 😅

But I'm considering that Louis lost his arm (I assume you meant his arm-) in some kind of work related accident a long time ago. It must have been a fishing accident somehow..

As for Tuna, either some kind of natural disaster/accident or.. someone "removed" them... O-O

I do not :/ I'm not even sure what homestuck is.. I thiiink its a webcomic-

@nemo-draco

Oooo! :00 It looks cool! :DD

And thank you, I'm hoping I get over this soon too 😅

[i-writes-things]

HI! I want to say that I love you writing a lot, It's so good💖.

I was wondering if you could write (is you don't want to it's fine) Natasha x Teen!daughter reader where reader goes on a mission with Steve, but she doesn't come back and everyone is doing everything to find her but it's like only a few days later that they find her injured. (you can choose what happened and where they find and rescue her) and can you do it as a reader insert (if you don't want to that's totally fine.)

Thank you :) keep up the good work!💜

Aw thank you!

I haven't posted in a while.

So Mama!Nat seems like a good reboot to start with.

"Hey, mom."

"What the hell were you thinking." Natasha growls at Steve before glancing at you.

"I wasn't." Steve starts, "I was unconscious. Y/n saved us. Me, really."

"That I did." Y/n is laying uncomfortably in the grass, her leg propped up. "Barely."

"Steve, I told you to keep her in your sights."

"I did-"

"He was, Mom!"

"Y/n, this isn't your mess." She turned back to scold Steve, but Y/n wasn't having it.

"Not my mess. I'm the one who cleaned the whole damn thing up!" Steve mumbled something with his head down as Natasha turned back toward her daughter. "I dragged Steve out. I cleared the building, I got the hard drive, I was the one who contacted you! Steve was out cold up until 10 hours ago!" Wishing she could stomp away right about now, Y/n huffed and worked on moving herself to a better position. Natasha was silent, tapped her shoe on the ground. Steve walked away.

"Bruce!" He went looking for the little green man.

"I'm sorry."

"For-"

"For forgetting you're not my 8 year old babygirl, who accidentally lit fireworks in the Compound, anymore." She lowered herself to meet Y/n. "You're now," She pulled your chin back towards her "my brave, ambitious and amazing young woman." Taking a glance at your swollen knee, she whispers, "I'm so proud of you."

"I tripped an alarm." You began, "Steve was sitting out in the hall and I thought," Steve and Bruce's footsteps could be heard.

"I thought I was gonna be attacked!" Y/n voice totally changes, leaving Natasha suspicious and Steve told Bruce to listen in. "I mean he was coming for me, Steve," She gestured to him "out in the wall and they gotten me and silly unconscious Steve cornered, quite easily actually." Natasha stared at Y/n trying to get the whole story. She couldn't find a reason. "I had him in choke hold-" Steve threw his hand in the air and Bruce took Steve over to a makeshift table to look "I just tripped." Y/n looked down at her stupid swollen knee.

"What?"

"We weren't cornered, I only had to take down maybe 3 guys. Be that was way before this. I thought I could be cool and do a flip off the wall. Try to at least, I was feeling it and I tripped as I ran to the wall."

"Thank god." Natasha closes her eyes in thanks.

"What? That I fell? Thanks mom. Love you too."

"Young lady, we both know you would have needed stitches if you tried that." Y/n huffed feeling defenseless.

"Whatever."

"So you tried to tell Steve a cooler story." She cocked an eyebrow.

"Tried? I did tell him a way cooler story. Now he thinks more of me! Goal Accomplished!" Y/n smiled, pumping a fist in the air.

"Oh. my. god. Your gonna have to tell him."

"Mom, no." You dreaded this.

"Y/n, yes!" She booped your nose. "You tell him or I do!" She said in a sing song voice. Y/n groans and stands with Natasha's help, wobbling back to the Quin jet.

"I hate Steve sometimes you know that. Why can't he just be oblivious? Mom pleeasse!"

"Okay baby, I'll tell him."

"No no. I will fine fine, you've convinced me. You're so mean." Y/n and Natasha continued to hobble along on the grass.

"Love you too." Natasha waves Steve and Bruce back and they all ride home together.

[authorspirit]

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This list is going to be long. :') SORRY BUT NOT SORRY. And I'm sure I'll be missing people here.

There are a lot of stories I have started reading in the middle of it and intend to catch up the beginning of them. But I can instantly get hooked on so many stories, as long as someone puts "previous | next" buttons, I'm in danger of falling into a story's universe. (I also have the hardest time to follow everyone but I try to.)

@matchalovertrait (OF COURSE YOU) I still need to catch up before I met sassy toddler Dulce. I can't believe she's a preteen now. I do enjoy following people's legacy challenges and I like how I forget that it's one with how you really create your own storylines around the base requirements.

@ice-creamforbreakfast I'm not going to lie, I came for the CC, I stayed for the BACC challenge and I am now following the Romano legacy.

@gooretrait I really do love following legacy challenges. Also, console player?? It's also a good reminder of all the fun you can get without cc and mods, just very inspiring imagination-wise.

@eurosimmer breaks the fourth wall in her captions and it's hilarious to me. It's also a legacy challenge, but oh boy I forget it everytime.

@pleasanttaleswithkaityb completely changed my way of playing! (and also of sharing content on tumblr) I also have a soft spot for taking townies as a base, because we kind of all know the backstories for them a bit. (I say that and I never played Sims 2, just binge-watched Sims lore videos.) I love how people change their stories.

@ruthplaysthesims Talking about appropriating Sims townies and make them evolve, I LOVE Kaori's story. In TS4 we all know the lore is meh (with it being on supposedly another timeline etc). The Mt. Komorebi storyline is SO interesting, I really have to play in that world someday without ruining them all. And somehow, Ruth made it even more interesting! Like I already wanted to know more about them, now I'm looking for any little bit of detail referencing their childhood or something. Anyway I highly recommend, I love all the new stories she put out as well (Raina 💖)

@kamiiri Back to other Sims lore game, I LOVE Strange! I watched a LP of Sims 2 on PS very recently and somehow found Strange at the same time... The setting, the weaving of all the storylines together, continuing all of them together... I love it. It's also very cinematic I'd say? There's something in those screenshots, I love it.

@holocene-sims One day I saw a notification of them and next thing you know I was trying to read everything about Grant from the start on mobile (but it's hard to read on mobile so I have A LOT to catch up). So now I'm catching up the recent story posts! But as I'm writing this post, I know I have a lot to catch up already.

@cinamun Add it to the list of "I should really read the beginning of it but for now I'll just keep on trying to catch any post they make", Things Fall Apart's universe has really sucked me in and I really like how cinamun interacts with everyone! (I admit I am a lurker but I want to try this lemon pepper wings recipe someday and share them with all the readers.) Reading TFA really gives me the vibes of watching a daily evening TV show with my family: we did not necessarily watch since the beginning, we just one day started watching all together, and now we're eating dinner in front of it every night. (And of course sharing our reactions)

@havenroyals If you like some spice and love messy stuffs, you'll be served. I also really like the Gossip queen edits it's just such an interesting way to add variation to tell stories.

@theroyalsims In the same vein of the Gossip Queen edits, I really like how we follow the story of the royal families with articles about them and not from their direct point of view. (I'm also currently trying to guess who is getting married soon because I know there is a royal wedding soon among those sims.)

OK small pause because we've entered the royal simblrs that I follow. There are a lot, it's how I found the simblr community in the first place. One thing I have to say is that I love all the collabs people do, the way so many stories are interconnected through everyone's sim and I genuinely think it's a lovely community (even if I'm not part of it myself as I'm just a reader).

@sosa-royals is the first royal simblr I came across and read everything. The drama? I LOVED it.

@officalroyalsofpierreland After meeting child Maria Aisha I had to learn more about her family. I was not disappointed.

@funkyllama this inevitably led me to want to learn more about the Ionian Union and I really like the world building in general? Also those last edits? I love it.

@empiredesimparte of course there is the complete Europeansim on my list. I particularly enjoy reading in French sometimes when my mind just wants to rest from reading in English. I also love Hortense and everytime I see a big event in the story I would be like: "oh J'AI LA REF ! It really looks like in real life." (you are very talented at building). And in general, I really recommend the worldbuilding tag? Because I love it?

@anachrosims' @prydainroyals Talking about someone talented at building? Yeah, I still have to catch up from the beginning. But this one should be feasible as it is more recent? (I don't know, you're also a good writer, PLEASE tell me what you can't do.)

@nexility-sims Among stories that are easy to start digging in someone's universe, I would recommend reading 1992. Eventually I'll read the story it's a spin-off of and @/armoricaroyalty's story, but yeah. My list of stories to catch up is already long for now.

@trentonsimblr and @ardeney-sims I'm putting both of them in the same bullet point because I've been wanting to enjoy their stories for a while and only decided to fully commit when Between A Rock and A Hard Place started. Similarly to 1992, it can be enjoyed without having the whole back story but yeah. I'll definitely enjoy reading the back stories of main characters and "side" characters (which you see glimpses of in BRHP).

@thegrimalldis Very similarly to the previous bullet points, I started reading with a "spinoff", the prequel "Maximilian" rather than the main story after seeing the username a lot of times. I have since caught up the main story I believe, but I may have to reread to be sure. I also have to read the story of succession (because it's complete and I like complete stories).

@theroyalthornoliachronicles and if we have to go back in time, I would highly suggest Ali's story! Though I can't wait to see modern Thornolian generations? 👀 Also, I'm a reader from after Ali lost her blog and I would say now is the best time to start reading if you're like me and have a massive TBR pile, since we're at chapter one!

OK I think I had most of my currently followed stories. I'm 100% missing people but I will try to reblog more of people's stories so you all can see what I'm reading at the moment!

Did this post take me two hours because I'm catching up on reading WHILE answering? Yes.

[averseunhinged]

it's finishing things time and oh yes. things will be finished. this week, it's the augustine au that's been languishing, because it's at the brackets and pronouns part of the process.

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“Gareth,” she exclaimed congenially, like they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time, not someone who'd attacked her while she’d slaughtered everyone with him. “Gare. Gary. Gaz. Gazzy. Gazzer.” She laughed, bright and effervescent, and tilted to the side, clapped her hands together and brought them up to her chin. “Y'all have such fun nicknames. Just thinking about them gives me the giggles.”

Gareth showed his appreciation for her affability with a sudden flurry of struggling. The man holding him easily snapped Gareth's arm up and squeezed until he cried out, crushing his wrist. The long, slim knife he'd produced fell, useless, to the ground with a muted clang.

"Oh," the woman simpered. "That looks bad. So sorry about that. We usually try to make things quick, but you know how it is. Gotta keep someone around for a little chat. So many questions, so little time, and we're just dying to know the answers."

The woman paused and waited until the vampire holding Gareth said, "I don't think he appreciates puns, gorgeous."

"Aw!" she pouted. "That's no fun. Does Augustine remove your sense of humor when they hire you? A little brainwashing to go along with their other experiments?"

"You'd know all about our experiments, wouldn't you, Angel?" Gareth's voice was as vicious as it was hoarse and pained. His accent was faint, but recognizably Irish.

It was a poor attempt to antagonize her and only made her laugh, delighted. "Oh, you do know who I am! Yay! That's such a time-saver, you have no idea. So convenient when people already have some idea of what's about to happen to them.”

He spat in her face, but she dodged several feet to the side with supernatural reflexes, did a little spin, and retraced her path in a gleeful samba step, arms snaking in practiced ballroom precision.

“Nuh-uh, Gareth,” she sing-songed. “Bad boy. We know all your naughty, little tricks. Tell me, have you starting having stomach problems yet? A little gastric upset? We've noticed you buy a lot of Tums, so I'm going to go out on a limb and say you are. But it's not so bad yet. Right? Just a little discomfort and acid reflux.” She tittered again when he shook his head in denial. "There's so much vervain in your system; it's impressive you can eat anything at all. That takes fortitude. I admire that." She leaned in very close to him. "Sure, your spit'll make my skin sizzle like bacon in a cast iron skillet, but have you ever stopped to wonder what they've done to the herb they're pumping you full of?"

He was silent for a moment, the music's dance beat thumping with the steady, even breathing of the person holding the camera. “I don't listen to lying demons.”

She leaned back again and sighed. Shook her is manufactured disappointment. “Funny story. I'm the worst liar. Obfuscation, distraction, playing a character? That, I can do. But direct untruths? No way. I get so nervous and tongue-tied!”

“It's true,” the vampire holding Gareth confirmed. “You can always see the moment when she wants to lie, but can't quite figure out how. It's adorable. Makes a face like a disgruntled kitten.”

He let go of Gareth's injured shoulder and reached forward, his pointer outstretched.

“I will break that finger, if you use it to boop my nose,” she snarled. The giggly, ditzy sorority girl she’d been up until then was gone entirely.

“Someday, gorgeous. I'll get you to loosen up someday.”

“And maybe someday, you won't have brain matter caked in your nails, but I’m not holding my breath.”

“See?” he said to Gareth and poked him in the cheek instead. “Look at that face. Adorable.”

“I don't think Gareth agrees with you, do you, Gareth? No, Gareth thinks I'm a big, scary monster," she said and wiggled clawed fingers at him. "Your fanatical Dr. Mengeles didn't make me. Do you really think that's the only reason I'd give a damn about all of this? No, don't answer that. Of course you do." She stilled for a moment. In the background of the audio was a faint, but growing siren. Her voice was hard and hateful when she spoke again. "Sadly, we're out of time."

The man went to work then, letting go of the human's useless, shattered wrist and wrapping his arm under Gareth's shoulder, around his chest. The other arm was banded around his waist in an intimate hold. He leaned his head against the trapped man's temple and cooed like he would to a lover who had pleased him. "Brace yourself, darling. This is going to hurt."

[mastcrmarksman]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.

REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!

NAME : Izzy

PRONOUNS : they/them

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : I'll hand out my discord here and there, but you can reach me by DMs.

NAME OF MUSE(s) : Clint Barton, and then I've got a handful of other blogs; but Clint will literally devour my soul and I can't write anyone else when this happens (it's happening)

BEST EXPERIENCE : Honestly, this come back to tumblr after being away for like 3 years. The friendships and dynamics I've built with Clint on my return has been amazing, and I'm also very glad people like how I write him, cause I've pretty much picked up comic Clint and said "he's mine now. i'm giving him a whole new arc/plot/story to explore and away from canon" and people are buying into that. Thank you so much everyone! I love all my friends and writing partners here so much <3

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : Uhhh, pet peeves? I don't quite get what's with people not liking posts anymore or using the reply/comment feature more, like if you see someone posting an hc. Take a second to read? Give it a like or comment a heart even, if you're really that pressed to control your likes..... Dealbreakers, I haven't encountered anyone, I guess it'd be just if I pushed to write or make smut centric, but no one is doing that.

MUSE PREFERENCES : I like characters that have an internal struggle (lol that could be anyone). I don't know. I try to write so many types of characters, but characters like Clint I always come back too. Honestly, whatever is the character type that's been Clint Barton and Pepper Potts.

PLOTS OR MEMES : Memes are usually good to start, but I definitely wouldn't mind doing more plotting and giving a general direction to a thread. Although, really memes are great, and I truly appreciate those who send a bunch of memes, or don't mind treating some memes as one shots ( i love one shots ; just look at the length of some of my ask responses )

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : Both. I want more shorter threads right now, but I have a knack for getting wordy and writing long things. This is why length matching does not matter, as long as there is enough substance to continue or something to help move something forward; a shorter reply to a longer reply is good; just as I tend to take a shorter thing and get longer with. This is also why I tend to like or mention with meme responses, like you can just reblog/save this and treat this as little one shot/drabble I wrote for you. I also tend to do the same.

BEST TIME TO WRITE : I don't get a lot of work, I am home all the time. So i'm bored a lot. So literally anytime, although I have a tendency to write a lot more late at night. For me, why I'm not writing is usually mood, or I don't have a very good set up for writing long haul; so if my neck, back, or hands and wrist start to cramp up cause my sit down to write isn't a good position/only position. That usually defeats me; like after I post this I will probably take a break, stretch, keep on my break and write a bit in a few hours.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : Yes and no / I don't know. I know I'm the type of neurospicy where Clint Barton has rotten my brain for like the past 15 years or something; and I've been writing him for like 10 years; that I'm probably funny like Clint is, but who actually knows lol. I try to be normal and healthy with muse and mun separation; even if his whole recovery arc is very important and real to me; and I will live in the delusion that is what I am getting from the comics as in I will just write it myself on my roleplay blog (this is a joke; legally I have to say that I think)

tagged by; @danversiism evil boops you infinity, ily tania <3

tagging: lol im suppose to tag people; if you wanna expose yourself, do it. flash the dash. i'll probably read it and like it.

[negative-speedforce]

"Cuddling with a hot water bottle." for Jay maybe? :)

"Hey." Cassandra walked into the bedroom, leaning against the doorframe. "I didn't see you at work today. You okay?"

"I'll live." Jay replied, groaning in pain as he shifted to a seated position. He reached for the hot water bottle that was in the blankets next to him, placing it behind his lower back.

"Bad flare-up?"

Jay nodded. "Yeah. But I'm fine...ish."

"I get that." Cassandra smiled slightly. "You want me to grab your meds for you?"

"Yeah, that'd be great." Jay said. "I haven't really been out of bed today, except to use the bathroom."

"That bad, huh?" Cassandra raised an eyebrow. "I'll be back in just a few. Do you want me to refill that hot water bottle while I'm at it?"

"Sure. Thanks. hun." Jay replied, passing the bottle to Cassandra. "This means a lot to me."

"No problem. I know you'd do the same for me." Cassandra replied. "Like that time you spend three hours unbraiding my hair because it was covered in alien blood from that one mission."

"That was... repulsive." Jay shuddered, remembering the grey insectoid aliens that had plagued the city that one time. "Glad we don't have to go through that again."

"Yeah, no." Cassandra grimaced. "Hopefully, we gave them an ass-beating big enough that they'll think twice before trying to invade our planet again."

"Hopefully." Jay agreed.

"I'll be right back. Just hang in tight and I'll have everything in just a moment."

It was only a moment before Cassandra returned, a can of soda and a bottle of painkillers in one hand, Jay's hot water bottle in the other. She helped Jay lean forward, placing the bottle at the base of his spine, where the nerve damage from his fall began.

"I wish you would let me heal you." Cassandra sighed.

"No. That spell is too risky for both of us." Jay shook his head. "I'll be fine like this, don't worry. Everyone has bad days, just some more than others."

"If you say so." Cassandra frowned, sitting down next to Jay and cracking open the can of soda with a satisfying hiss.

"I appreciate the offer, though. I'd just prefer to not have my innards rearranged if you were to lose the slightest bit of focus." Jay took the soda, swallowing down the pills in one gulp.

Cassandra laughed. "So you don't want your hands to be where your butthole should be?"

"Absolutely not." Jay shook his head, laughing. "Thanks for the help, by the way. I really appreciate it."

"No problem." Cassandra smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too, babe."

Cassandra booped Jay's nose. "Now rest. Get better soon. We still have that mission on Friday."

Jay sighed. "Yeah, I know. Hopefully, this'll be over soon."

Cassandra leaned her head on Jay's shoulder. "Yeah. Hopefully."

[sketch-guardian]

Mc just booping Odon randomly +rad classmates reacting to it like they just come up to him with a serious face and just boop him then go on about their day or mc just booping everyone

This is a very nice idea, reading it honestly cheered me up a bit, which I needed because yesterday I received some news that shook me a bit😥so I hope that, by writing this, not only I'll satisfy your request, but that it will also manage to distract me🙈I tried to write both scenarios, I hope that's okay, I did my best✨:

RAD CLASSMATES WITH A MC BOOPING ODON/EVERYONE

FIRST HEADCANONS

MC BOOPING ODON:

DEMYA

Initially she would be slightly surprised to see such an interaction between Odon and MC, but soon she would find that quite funny and in a way she would see herself in such acts, since sometimes she happens to climb on Odon's back to reach high objects, to see things in the distance or simply to receive a nice piggyback ride. However it's likely that she would like to receive a similar treatment from MC too, so she might get sulky if MC doesn't pay enough attention to her

DOMNRA(MOBIM)

Although he's aware of the fact that Odon isn't hostile and in general very chill and gentle despite being a demon, Domnra believes that MC has either a lot of courage or a total lack of sense of self-preservation to undertake such an action towards Odon, especially because no one would dare get so close to them because of their old reputation. Mobim, on the other hand, would be curious about MC's gesture and would try to replicate it on Domnra to understand how it works

AZUL

He would find such action hilarious and honestly he would wonder how he never thought of doing such a thing too, not only to Odon, but also to others, because he has little restraint and decidedly little restraint, therefore not even people like Lucifer or Lord Diavolo would be safe from one of his new favorite pastimes. However, being friends with Odon, Azul would love to join MC in the art of booping

ZURI

Knowing Odon, Zuri would imagine that they would appreciate MC's gesture, even though they usually don't allow many people to approach their face, for a matter of safety, however she would find quite ridiculous the fact that an ancient and feared demon like Odon, let a human boop their nose, however she wouldn't voice her opinion, since it's none of her business

ODON

They would have no idea of what exactly MC is doing in the beginning, they might even think it's some kind of traditional human greeting that they have missed over the centuries or somehow forgotten about, yet Odon would find the gesture nice and being the only one to receive it would make them feel special, something they're not used to

SECOND HEADCANONS

MC BOOPING EVERYONE:

DEMYA

She would be happy to receive such a demonstration of attention and affection from her mate, in fact she would let herself be pampered without making a fuss. Demya would probably reciprocate MC's gesture either by booping them in return or with affectionate kisses and little chomps, with her it's not uncommon to end up playing fight after all

DOMNRA(MOBIM)

MC could boop Mobim without any problem, the little curse would be pleasantly surprised and would try to reciprocate MC's affectionate gesture, however Domnra would die of embarrassment if his partner did the same thing to him, especially in public. In private he might be persuaded to receive such treatment, but his face would wear a embarrassed pout

AZUL

MC would involuntarily create a booping monster and from a simple nice gesture the situation would turn into some kind of competition to see who is better and more creative in affectionately reciprocating the gesture. In Azul's case, he would have an advantage over his lovely star though, being able to walk through walls like a ghost as well

ZURI

Normally Zuri wouldn't appreciate such a childish gesture towards her, considering it almost a lack of respect, but since this case is about her beloved, she would let it go and just reply with an exasperated but affectionate sigh. In moments of greater domesticity and tranquility in private, she might be tempted to boop MC back

ODON

They would be confused and honestly it would be one of the few times they got caught off guard, but one of the reasons Odon appreciates their dear friend MC is because they're full of surprises, so in the end they would appreciate the gesture. It's also likely that the eye-like creatures have seen MC booping other people around Devildom, so Odon would be happy to have been included in such ritual, however they would be hesitant to reciprocate, because they wouldn't want to overstep or disrespect MC's boundaries

[joaniscruzing]

tombs and trolls : scene 1

HEYYYY YOU GUYS!!!! quick disclaimer before you start reading. this is a LONGGGG project, so please don't expect quick updates. I have like three scenes done, and it usually takes a few weeks to grind these out. I'll be happy to take requests for these (although, smut will not be accepted) and see any fan content on this. I can also post picrews/backstories to all the characters if you'd like.

comment to be added to the taglist! all support is appreciated.

also, credit to @beep-boop-01, my best friend, to working on this with me. this wouldn't have been possible without him so like thanks pookie <3

NARRATOR: (walks on stage) Ladies, Gentlemen, and the random bee that will torment the audience for the majority of this show, welcome to my universe. (the lights will focus on each character as they’re mentioned) Today, we follow the literal face of chaos (JAMES looks up and waves, not a single thought behind his eyes), a troubled princess (MARION does a small but humble curtsy), the “heartthrob” (QUINN winks and points finger guns at the audience)(beat) Okay, don’t ask me, I was given ten dollars to say that. Next we have your average cottagecore girlie (MYLAH twirls around, smiling), a chaotic fighter (CARRAN starts to walk forward but trips and stays where they are) , and a clueless victorian child.

OLLIE: (offended, putting her hands on her hips) Huh?

NARRATOR: Did I stutter? Now don't interrupt me, I’m in the middle of the best monologue you’ll ever hear. Anyway, before THIS one interrupted me, I was going to say… wait, what WAS I going to say?

QUINN: You were going to talk about how EVERYONE in this group thinks I’m the HOTTEST one here.

NARRATOR: I will NOT be falling for that again. Anyway, these few, uhm, very, INTERESTING individuals, are on a mission to find the coveted enchanted necklace of spotify.

MARION: I’m telling all of you peasants, THIS is the way to go!

OLLIE: (While the conversation continues, OLLIE exits the line of adventurers and starts picking flowers behind the group to make a bouquet)

CARRAN: (shaking their hands mockingly) OHHHH, of COURSE little miss princess always knows best!

MARION: YOU think you know better?

JAMES: (Raising his finder nerdily)  Um, actually 🤓

EVERYONE (excluding JAMES and NARRATOR): SHUT UP JAMES!

NARRATOR: Wow, it’s like I'm not even here. (they walk around the stage in between the people as they continue arguing [as the next lines are being said]. The narrator exits the stage after they walk around each person)

OLLIE: (completely clueless) You guys, look what I made! (she happily shows her creation)

QUINN: Oh, for me? Thanks, sugar 😉

MYLAH: (grabs the flowers) let me see those. (she examines the flowers and gasps) Ollie, this is a very rare spider lily! Not a lot of these grow! You can’t just pick them!

OLLIE: I'm sorry 👉🏼👈🏼

MYLAH: (sighs) I forgive you. I understand that not everyone has the same knowledge as me when it comes to flowers. (she gives the bouquet back to OLLIE)

NARRATOR: (off stage) What if that flower was poisonous?

OLLIE: (screams and drops the flowers)

NARRATOR: (chuckles) Wow, you guys will really fall for anything.

OLLIE: (comically furious) You’re actually so annoying. I hope you fall in a ditch somewhere in the middle of night and accidentally EAT a poisonous flower-

JAMES: Okay, okay, why don’t we calm down a wee bit? (he pulls Ollie in for a hug and pats her on the head)

MARION: (annoyed and disgusted) Okay, while you two... LOVEBIRDS do your thing, we have something much more important on our hands. We NEED to have a plan on how we’re going to look for the enchanted necklace of spotify.

CARRAN: Marion, you’re always SO desperate to get things done. Why can’t you sit back, and just… enjoy the environment around you?

MYLAH: I second that.

QUINN: (looking around) I do suppose it’s very pretty here. But not as pretty as you. (they turn around and wink at MYLAH)

MYLAH: (Trying to hide her flustration) Oh, won’t you stop. (She swats her hand playfully)

MARION: Can everybody stop flirting with each other for one minute!?

CARRAN: (Proudly) I wasn’t flirting.

MARION: We all know why, Carran. You’re not confident enough to flirt.

CARRAN: (registers the insult, but doesn’t respond verbally)

JAMES: (Now out of the hug with Ollie) Do any you have a map? Ollie and I want to know how close we are to a flower shop.

MARION: I do!

MYLAH: Can I see it?

(MARION unrolls the map and holds it out. CARRAN jumps in and cuts the map into two with their sword.)

MARION: What was that for?

CARRAN: Do we REALLY need a map? Why can’t the adventure guide us instead?

MARION: You are insufferable.

OLLIE: How are we going to navigate this without a map? What if we get lost? Or get eaten? Or poisoned? Or lost? Wait, I already said lost. (she puts her head in her hands, continuing to fret)

MAROIN: (rolling her eyes) See what you did? (she quickly pulls out her wand and the map is fixed immediately)

CARRAN: Well, you fixed it.

MYLAH: How about we try to be safer, Carran?

CARRAN: (after taking a bit to think about it) Perchance.

MARION: (rolls her eyes) Alright, here’s the map. What path are we thinking?

JAMES: (pointing to a spot on the map) We should take this one because there’s a flower shop along it.

OLLIE: YES! LET’S DO THAT ONE!

MARION: No, we can’t take that route! That’s the long way! We don’t have enough time to take it! We need to take THIS one!

CARRAN: And cross right through that troll patch? No thank you!

MARION: So what do you propose we do? Take the long way and find that someone has already taken the necklace? If people know that we’re out looking for it, they’ll start looking for it too.

CARRAN: We could just… not mention the necklace to anybody other than ourselves?

MARION: (facepalms) Carran, how STUPID can you be to think that we’re the only people that actually know about the necklace? Also, what kind of fighter are you that you’re afraid of trolls?

CARRAN: What kind of sorcerer are YOU that you don’t cast a spell on all of us to just do whatever you say?

MARION: My magic teachers didn’t exactly teach me how to do that.

MYLAH: Okay, may I interject this? Why don’t we break up into teams of two? We could cover more ground that way. I’ll go with Quinn.

OLLIE: And I’ll go with James!

JAMES: Yeah!

CARRAN: I am NOT pairing up with Marion!

MARION: And there’s NO WAY I’m pairing with Carran!

MYLAH: Well that’s just too bad. Everybody else is paired with. You’ll have to deal with it 😗

MARION: Ugh!

CARRAN: (mumbling) I can’t believe I’m teamed with Marion, out of all people 🙄

QUINN: Well, I’M just SO flattered that Mylah chose me. No offense to you guys. You guys just don’t get me the way Mylah does.

MYLAH: All I did was compliment your hair and you then haven’t left my side.

QUINN: Well, I’m not seeing you complaining. (They put their arm around MYLAH’S shoulder.)

MARION: So now that all of you guys are just GUSHING about how much you love your partners while I’m left with this one, (she points at CARRAN, who mouths “bite me” to MARION,) can we PLEASE figure out which way we’re all going to go?

OLLIE: (Raising her hand immediately and jumping) I want to go the flower way!

JAMES: (Looks at her and smiles, nodding along with her.)

QUINN: Mylah, what are your thoughts on going down the path with the river? 

MYLAH: (surprised) How did you know that rivers are my favorite type of nature to walk by?

QUINN: (looking at MYLAH straight in the eyes) Just a hunch.

MYLAH: Are you always like this?

QUINN: I can be HOWEVER you want me to be 😉

Mylah: (Squirms out of flustration)

MARION: Well, it looks like we’re left with the forest.

CARRAN: Can’t we just go to the tomb?

MARION: And how are we going to get to the tomb? Magic?

CARRAN: You’re a horrible sorceress.

MARION: Are you going to keep complaining or are you going to listen and follow my plan?

CARRAN: Well, will you shut up if I do what you say?

MARION: Fine!

CARRAN: Fine!

(Both exit the stage annoyedly)

QUINN: (Their arm still around MYLAH’s shoulder) Why don’t we go to the rivers now?

MYLAH: Sure!

(QUINN and MYLAH exit the stage)

JAMES: To the flower shop?

OLLIE: To the flower shop!

(They hold hands and skip, exiting the stage. The curtain closes)

hey! you're still reading!

did you like it?

and out of curiosity, who was your favorite character? favorite part so far?

[ohyespotatous]

Nisa!! how are you? this is just me popping in to give you a boop 💙 I saw your recent post, so glad you've been feeling better, I hope you're completely recovered soon!!

I also wanted to ask, what are some of your fav pieces of literature? I'd love to hear about a book or even just a few lines that have changed your life <3

hope you've been doing well!! lots of love ^=^

Oh my god, Meg!!! Hi~ *boop back 😻

I'm recovered now! Well, I might never fully recover; it's like my regular guest now haha. But I'm in a good state right now! And I'll try my best to keep fit for a long time :) Thanks for checking up on me! How about you? I hope you're happy and healthy always! Good luck with your internship and masters and everything!! 💪❤

Also, thank you for asking about my fav pieces of literature! This is my favorite topic to talk about. So... Uhm.. where do I start? :v

First, it's not easy to discuss literature without separating the works and the authors. Like other types of art, despite their marvelous works, sometimes the artists are not the best people. There's this prose that's close to my heart, but it was written by a problematic author, so it doesn't feel right to discuss it :(

But, if we talk about literature that changed my life, I think I should pay tribute to one of the first books I read. They inspired me to study hard and pursue my dream. It's called The Rainbow Troops by Andrea Hirata. I read it when I was 13 or 14. 

It's about the journey of ten motley students from a tiny elementary school in a rural area trying to pursue their dreams; and their two teachers. One of the teachers calls them the Rainbow Troops because they love to stare at the sky after rain and admire the magnificence of the rainbow.  

These students come from poverty-stricken families, and their school constantly faces threats of closure due to government officials, greedy corporations, natural disasters, and the lack of students' self-confidence. For most of us, school might be a struggle. However, for them, access to education is a luxury. One of the smartest students has to ride his bicycle 40 kilometers over a red gravel road to school daily. His sandals—made of car tires—burnt from pedaling for so long. 

I kept the money carefully in my pocket and never let go of it. Suddenly everyone looked like a thief. Money, indeed, has a cruel influence. – Chapter 40, My Promise to Bu Mus 

I was disappointed that so many intelligent children were forced to leave school for economic reasons. I cursed all of the stupid people who arrogantly acted smart. I hated those children of the rich who threw away their educations. – Chapter 46, His Third Promise

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Gosh, the discrimination towards the lower class frustrated me! But their innocent childhood and the dynamic of rural life warm my heart. Their friendship and persistence in pursuing their dreams were also inspiring. 

But what I know for sure from my own experience at the poor school is that a hard-working life is like picking up fruit from a basket with a blindfold on. Whatever fruit we end up getting, at least we have fruit. Meanwhile, life without hard work is like looking for a black cat in a dark room with closed eyes, and the cat is not even there. – Chapter 48, Don't Give Up

I decided on my dream college right after I finished the book. Was I accepted to that school? Yes, in four years. Did I succeed in graduating from that school? That's a different story lol.

But anyway, it might not be the fanciest literature I've ever read, but it surely has a place in my heart. 

Sorry for the long answer >,< But thanks so much for the ask, Meg!!! It really made my day~ hehe 🐈💌🌿

[jamesxdarmody]

Kissing Booth ¬ Beth and Jimmy @wheelingstars

The true reenactement of an iconic Dirty Dancing scene and a knight's kiss for a little distraction of a pot of gold prize.

James Darmody Jimmy found the idea hilarious. He had been observing the entertainement for a bit now and decided to give a try. Why he went to Beth ? Probably because he felt like she too needed hugs even though she was running that booth with the two others. " Well hello there Betty boop , didn't know you would take that nick name to heart" he laughed.

Beth Young He always got laughs from Beth, it seemed. She gave him a brief model pose, her best attempt at coquette. "What can I say? You inspired me, Jimmy.Planning to deliver nicknames and joy to Fleet and Val, too?"

James Darmody "Eeeeeh depends how busy they get with the arrival of people and how much work I have. Some people do work you know? "

Beth Young A hand to her heart and Beth gasped. "What are we implying, sir?" Although it did remind her. "Thank you again, for the cart. I may put a real request in for you soon."

James Darmody "Implying, I cannot just hold my hands out and hug everyone , but everyone is free to jump on me for hugs, I 'm very huggable, you should try. "

Beth Young Her teeth flashed in a grin, and Beth happily came around from behind the booth, standing akimbo. "The trick is the approach, see? Do you recommend a running jump or will a start from standing suffice?"

James Darmody "Do yourself a favor and do it the way you would like it …I'm going to uno reverse this and just take it. " he stated and just prepared himself for impact. "Run and Jump like in dirty Dancing, have the time of your life Betsy " 6 mars 2024

Beth Young Absolutely delighted, Beth did as encouraged. "I am warning you now, James Darmody - I am not a dancer." From several steps back, Beth quickly pulled her hair back. "You're going to have to do most of the lifting." At a run, committed to the silliness, Beth indeed did her best Baby impression.

James Darmody The man couldn't help but hum the song while she was coming at him. He put his hands on her hips and lifted her up, it was not really graceful because even though it looked easy, it took a lot of muscle work to keep it clean. After a few seconds he swung her around to then catch her koala style in his arms. "Never doubt my ability of lifting, that's how Nicki mastered planking , but shhh"

Beth Young She tried so hard to hold the pose, but was grateful she he dropped her into a swing so she could laugh freely. "Lips firmly sealed." [16:32] The deal was a hug, so Beth wound around him and clung. Her dad had called her a limpit when she was little, and it seemed she still had that instinct. Easy enough with a sturdy form like Jimmy's. "I'll be sure not to doubt you in future."

James Darmody "Good good. " He put the woman back down. " Now I need a favor , or more a deal sealed with a kiss, cause that's what kissing booths are for. " he stated. " You know who you matched me with, I need you to keep this person busy and out of side of - " he pointed a part of town so if someone was listening, that someone being Val, she would not hear it. "there. Do you agree to this mission , Miss Young? "

Beth Young Her eyes narrowed, and Beth stood akimbo. Her drawl thickened while she mocked offense. "Mister Darmody, was all this to butter me up for a favor?" Beth crossed her arms, looking in the direction he indicated. "I am… inclined to help in the spirit of the event." Beth held her stern look a moment longer, and then softened. "Next time maybe just ask without the pretense."

James Darmody Jimmy was the one to gasp now. "I would NEVER. The hug had nothing to do with this, but I figured I would just put a word to hide the surprise from her so she gets the surprise. " He narrowed his eyes and bent forward. "Unless you don't want to kiss me."

Beth Young She remained still several moments longer, holding the tension. When her shoulders relaxed, Beth smiled. "Honey, the Kissing Booth is about what you want. If that's a kiss, I'm not about to get bristly. They'd kick me directly off the Leprechaun Committee." Looking him over, Beth hesitated again. She knew about his lost family, the rings he still wore. It'd be better to let him choose. "You just tell me where, Jimmy."

James Darmody He thought about it for a second , then knelt a bit to be smaller than her. "Bless me with a kiss on the forehead, that's something I do, but that I rarely receive. "

Beth Young Oh, it twisted at her heart to hear that, to see him try to be smaller for her. Beth refused to show anything but a smile, however. "As you wish."Her hands cupped his face gently, respectfully, to deliver on the request. Directly centered on his forehead, Beth pressed a kiss, held for several heartbeats before withdrawing. "There we are, sir. Now, the sordid matter of when I'm meant to be distracting your target?" 8 mars 2024

James Darmody Jimmy smiled and closed his eyes at the kiss. He felt at peace for a moment and let memories flood him for the duration of his request. He stood up and looked up , hands on his hips. " Let's see… Probably saturday."

Beth Young "Saturday," she mused. "I'll be working in the morning, but I'll can get you an hour or two in the afternoon." She paused, watching Jimmy with an appraising eye. "This better not get me in her bad books, Jimmy." She didn't really think he'd do anything alarming, but Beth so rarely got to tease the man, she had to seize the chance

James Darmody "Naaah, don't worry, I want it to be a surprise, and keeping things secret here, is just as difficult as not watching Trash Tv ….god I miss trash tv … I still wonder if Stephanie picked George or not…. " his thoughts trailed off.

[firstdivisiongirl]

Hi! I hope you're having a good day. I'm supposed to be doing homework, but I got distracted by the booping thing and now I'm here.

If you have the time, I'd like to request a romantic matchup with a Tokyo Revengers character. I'm nonbinary - they/them pronouns - and pansexual (I apologize if this creates too big of a pool for characters). I can't say that I have a type either. Whether it be someone who's soft and kind or confident and strong headed, I'm weak for them. What can I say, I love a little bit of everyone. I'm an INFP-T who is often drowning in overdue homework only to pull a few all-nighters back to back to catch up, and cry even though I put myself in that position (my sleep schedule is in shambles). My parents are protective of me because I'm the youngest of the children by a decade and not very strong. I'm an even 5'. Paired with shitty eyesight and small frame, I'm not menacing at all. It also doesn't help that I greet everyone with a smile, even when faced with snarky comments or someone I'm greatly upset with. Of course, this doesn't mean I won't get angry later and rant for a good hour or so through tears. For some reason, no matter how calm I am on the inside, I start crying when crying to express myself in serious situations. (if anyone has an idea on how to stop this, please help)

Since I'm nonbinary, I try to lean into a more androgynous look, but my mom still tries to instill a sense of "womanhood" in me (which gives me anxiety and a lot of body dysphoria). It makes me lean away from more feminine colors in clothing, which sucks because I'm a stickler for a cute pastel shirt. That being said, I try not to let that get to me by wearing whatever I want because I also strongly believe that colors and clothes don't relate to gender. I usually wear baggier tops at least because I can't buy a binder yet.

I like listening to people talk about themselves or anything that interests them, as long as they don't mind me rambling about something also. My mom has told me I'd make a really good therapist because I always help her break down her problems and get a different view on things. My sister vents to me frequently because she feels I offer a place of no judgement and she can speak freely.

A lot of my personal joy comes from seeing others happy. In a friend group, I'm often the one trying to include everyone and make people laugh, even if I'm anxious myself. Even though I can get swept up in my emotions, I always stop and think about things in a logical view (which sometimes leads to me taking action before realizing I should've thought it through). I definitely wouldn't do well in the TKR universe in terms of fighting, but I'd probably figure out some way to be helpful because I hate feeling like I'm not contributing anything. I also like to think I have a pretty good pain tolerance, so maybe I could buy time or something.

I've been told I'm very extroverted and outgoing, but I actually have a low social battery and often find myself overwhelmed in social outings with lots of people or loud noises. I almost started crying in downtown Seattle and New York City when I was on vacation (even though I was having fun). This can lead me to shutting down at times and going relatively non-verbal. Overall, I'd describe my personality as laid-back, open-minded, and not confrontational. I try to push my way through my insecurities and short-comings, but things hardly work out the way I want them to.

I like video games and sleeping in, but I'll push my own hobbies aside for people I enjoy hanging out with. I'm not too picky about food, as long as it isn't spicy (i'm a bit of a wimp). I also really enjoy sweets - cakes, pastries, cookies, candies, chocolates. I love them all. I often end up not eating because I either get distracted or I simply don't feel like it. Technically, I'm allergic to dairy and tomatoes and I can get really nauseous or itchy, but my favorite foods often have those ingredients so I act like I'm immune.

Anyways, I apologize for the long description. I hope I followed all your rules and gave you everything you need. Please take your time, I am in no rush and I know life is always busy. I hope you have a good day!

Hello. The wait it finally over. Sorry it took so long. Things got crazy. Let's just jump right into it!

You Got...

Souya Kawata!!!!

He is really good with people and very patient. If you got overwhelmed and needed time, he would be there for you anyway he can.

He would make you the best foo. Anything you want, he will make!

He is a good listener. Will listen to you for hours

Would tell you everyday that you are amazing and that he loves for you!

He would protect you. You being safe is the most important thing to him!

He would help you get anything done that you need. He would keep you on track.

He would like that you are laid back. He already has Smiley, so someone in his life who is chill would be nice.

Video game dates. He would play a mean Mario Kart. I think he would pick Yoshi!

I hope you enjoy

[friendlyfox34]

Learning with Mingle and friends: Sillies

Mingle: Hi kids! I’m Mingle! As you can see, I’m waiting for my friends to come back from the park. I slept in late and they kind of left without me. I’m fine with it though. As long as my friends are happy, I’m happy.

*A knock can be heard from the door.*

Mingle: Oh! That must be them.

*Mingle goes to the door and opens it. She sees her friends in a very happy mood. She lets them into the house.*

Mingle: Welcome back guys! How was it?

Dingle: It was so much fun! We played so many games!

Donk: And we ate a bunch of sweet treats!

Boyfriend: Beep bap bop!

Mingle: Wow! Sounds like a lot of fun! I’m sorry I couldn’t make it. I slept in late again…

Donk: That’s okay Mingle.

Dingle: Can we go back to the fun park tomorrow? Pleaseeee?

Mingle: Of course Dingle. And next time I’ll try to wake up earlier to join you.

Dingle: *hops from excitement* Yayy!

*The next day, Mingle made sure to not oversleep this time, and she went with her friends to the park.*

Dingle: Hey guys, I know a fun game we can play.

Mingle: What is it?

Dingle: It's called Dingle says.

Mingle: Sounds fun!

Donk: How do we play?

Dingle: It’s simple! Whenever I say “Dingle says”, you do what I do. But remember, you only do it when I say Dingle says.

Donk: Oh okay.

Boyfriend: Beep bop bap boop!

Mingle: Sounds like he's ready.

Donk: Me too! Are you Mingle?

Mingle: I'm ready!

Donk: I'm ready as well.

Dingle: Okay! Let's play!

*The gang played the game for about two hours straight. Mingle was starting to get a little tired from all the excitement. However, Dingle, Donk, and Boyfriend were still very active and wanted to play more.*

Dingle: *giggles* This is so much fun!

Donk: Yeah!

Boyfriend: Beep bap!

Mingle: Are you sure you guys aren’t tired yet? I mean, we’ve played for two hours now…

Donk: What? You’re already tired? We still have more games to play!

Dingle: Yeah! We’re having too much fun here!

Boyfriend: Bop beep bap!

Mingle: Well, you guys can go ahead and continue playing. I just need to sit down for a moment.

Dingle: Whatever you say Mingle!

*Mingle goes to the bench and sits down.*

Mingle: Hm, is it just me or are they acting somewhat strange today. Usually they aren’t this active. Guess I’ll just have to wait until they get tired, I guess.

*Two more hours go by, and her friends are still having a lot of fun.*

Mingle: It's getting late. I gotta tell them.

*Mingle gets off the bench and goes to Dingle, Donk, and Boyfriend.*

Mingle: Okay guys, it's time to go back home now.

Dingle: What?

Donk: Why?

Mingle: It's getting late guys. It's time to go back to the house.

Dingle: But Mingle, we're having so much fun here. We don't wanna leave.

Mingle: I'll tell you what, you guys can continue playing all the games you want when we get back.

Donk: Really? We can continue playing?

Mingle: Yeah!

Dingle, Donk, and Boyfriend: *hops from excitement* Hooray!

Mingle: Come on now, let's go back home!

*Mingle and her friends went back to the house.*

Mingle: Alright guys. You can keep playing your games. In the meantime, I'll be making a fruit salad in the kitchen.

Donk: Yay! I love fruit salad!

Dingle: Me too!

Boyfriend: Beep bop bap!

Mingle: *couldn't help but chuckle* Okay. I'll be in the kitchen if you guys need me.

*Mingle goes to the kitchen and starts making a fruit salad for everyone. She could hear a bunch of giggles and silly noises from the other room.*

Mingle: I wonder what's getting them in such a silly mood.

*She then realizes something.*

Mingle: Ohhh, I see what's going on now. They have the bad case of the sillies. I should probably tell them.

*Mingle puts the fruit salad in the fridge and goes back to the other room. Dingle was hopping around while saying "boing" every time he would hop, Donk was on the ground, kicking the air and hugging himself as if he was being tickled, and Boyfriend was running around in circles making silly noises.*

Mingle: Hey guys?

Dingle: What is it Mingle?

Mingle: i have some news for you.

*Everyone stops what they were doing and they try to stand still, but couldn't.*

Donk: *giggles* What's the news?

Mingle: Well, since you guys are so full of energy, I can't help but tell you that you guys have a bad case of the sillies.

Dingle: The what now?

Donk: What are sillies?

Mingle: Sillies are tiny little creatures that live inside of us. The only way to get them out is to jump, shake, and shimmy them out. Hey wait, that gives me an idea!

Dingle: Another game?

Mingle: Yes! For this game, we're going to get those sillies out of us by jumping, shaking, and shimming! Are you guys ready?

Dingle: Ready!

Donk: Ready Mingle!

Boyfriend: Bep bop!

Mingle: Okay!

🎶We gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out!🎶

🎶We gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out!🎶

🎶We gotta jump!🎶

Everyone: Jump!

Mingle:

🎶Shake!🎶

Everyone: Shake!

Mingle:

🎶Shimmy them out!🎶

🎶We gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out!🎶

Everyone:

🎶Let's get those sillies out! Get the sillies out! Let's get those sillies out! Get the sillies out! Let's get those sillies out! Get the sillies out! Let's get those sillies out! And that's what it's about!🎶

Donk: I saw some! I saw some!

Dingle: I saw some too!

Boyfriend: Beep bop bap bep!

Mingle: That's right guys. They're everywhere! And the more you jump and shake, the more you wiggle them out! So come on, let's get those sillies out!

🎶We gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out!🎶

🎶We gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out!🎶

🎶We gotta jump!🎶

Everyone: Jump!

Mingle:

🎶Shake!🎶

Everyone: Shake!

Mingle:

🎶Shimmy them out!🎶

🎶We gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out!🎶

Everyone:

🎶Let's get those sillies out! Get the sillies out! Let's get those sillies out! Get the sillies out! Let's get those sillies out! Get the sillies out! Let's get those sillies out! And that's what it's about!🎶

*Everyone cheers.*

Mingle: Great job guys! You got all the sillies out! How do you feel now?

Dingle: Much better.

Boyfriend: Bap bep bop.

Donk: Does this mean we can all enjoy the fruit salad now?

Mingle: Yeah!

Donk: Yay!

Mingle: Thanks for hanging out with us. *waves goodbye* Bye bye!