#mietkoz

[spookbusters]

just want to pop in a say that eddie smut was absolutely incredible! ❤️🥰 also the size and hand kink sweet golly that was delicious thank u for that

Thank you so much, I’m so glad you liked it!! 😭❤️ Also, I 100% plan on incorporating more size/hand kink in my Eddie works bc it really does work so well with him <3

[sweetums0kitty]

FOR THE TWO CHARACTERS TO DATE:

Grunkle Stan OR Flynn Rider 😈 

hope u have a great day! mwah mwah kith

Awww!!! It’s a great day whenever we talk boo!

Oooh girl that’s crazy hard… depending on the when they’re kinda the same guy aren’t they. Honestly I’m thinking Stan.

Cause Eugene is cute but I dunno something about Stan is like rawr! Dhhdhd 😂

[riddle-me-ri]

I don’t know if i can choose there’s a few i would call my favorite! The BTAS one with the anxious reader i’ve reread so many times it’s so sweet and comforting but also i love the TWOJAR Date and only fans one so much i’ve reread it so many times jdhdjd

Awww the BTAS one is really near and dear to my heart, I'm glad you've enjoyed it even though I made the reader practically me rip 😭 I'm glad you found comfort in it like I did when writing it.

Im so glad you enjoyed my shenanigans with Twojar lol I've found is actually a lot of fun to write for. I enjoy the back and forth I get with him and reader. Its weird cause at first I was kinda meh with him but now it's like he's one of the most fun to write about? Maybe it's just my take I dunno.

[the-odd-devil]

Gods and Good Boys

Homelander x f!reader

Summary : You know something is wrong, a simple image management employee has nothing to do in this fancy lounge at the highest of Vought tower. When Homelander enters the room with a satisfied smile, you know you’re fucked. The rumors you've heard about him and his constant presence at your office do nothing to help get him out of your head but will certainly help you get out of this situation, or maybe make it worse.

Word Count : 4 042

Warnings : !!! minors DNI !!!, non-con/dub-con, sexual harassment, canon-typical violence, blood, death, smut, mommy kink, degrading, sub!Homelander, dom!reader (let me know if I forgot any)

Author's Note : So first fic eh? More specifically, it’s the first time I've written fanfiction in English, but I loved it so much! Much more than my native language for some reason? Anyway I had the best time ever writing Homelander, he is so fun to write (even more when he’s a sub oops), hope you will have fun reading it too!

 But before the Big Boy™ I want to give a big big BIG thank you to @mietkoz and @finniestoncrane for proofreading the fic and being sweethearts, they really hyped me up and makes me want to write more! <3 Another big big BIG thank you to @spicedchaiandromeda and @just-call-me-angel who inspired me a lot to write and were so nice to me <3 

Hope you’ll like it!

This whole thing was weird as fuck. Two people, who you immediately guessed that they were a lot more important than you, had brought you and this other Vought employee, in this fancy lounge decorated with expensive stuff. The price of the furniture did nothing to make the room more appealing, it felt empty and cold. They left you and the other girl in the middle of it. While looking at each other, you remembered seeing her at some office inside the tower, her name being Grace and being in a similar post as you at Vought, she was in a high level of stress, picking her nails and looking generally concerned about why you were here. Honestly, you were concerned too, random office workers at Vought have nothing to do at the highest of the tower, but your mind was empty, not knowing what to expect.  

You hear clicking heels coming to the door from the hallway and soon Ashley is standing right in front of both of you, a fake and uptight smile on her lips and an all too much joyful tone. 

“So, I suppose you know why you’re here!”

You and the other girl look at each other with a questioning expression before looking back at Ashley.

“You’re gonna have an interview with Homelander!” she said while doing a little forced cheering movement.

Ah yes, Homelander. You’ve seen him more than once in the office area explaining to employees what they have to do and sticking his nose in other people’s business. With his fake smile and false sympathy. You know and everyone knows that he’s close to a no return point at every second, ready to turn the room into ashes. What you really think about the fucker is another story tho. You first didn’t think much about him, in your department, the supes are more of a product than anything, you don’t really see them as a person anymore, even more when you’re the one who has to cover their “mistakes”, if killing innocents can be considered as a mistake. You prefer not to think about him in particular, even if you know only the surface level about what he’d done, aka, what you have to deal with and then dilute for the press ; seeing him in person, close to you, looking at you, is totally different. He did nothing that would be considered “abnormal”, at least, for him, in the office. He tries to play it cool, be the nice guy, but his sudden voice bursts betray him. 

What really scares you is what he makes you feel. Things that you prefer ignoring. He undressed you with his eyes or made prolonged eye contact more than once and you couldn’t refrain from the heat that you felt. The asshole had a really pretty face and a shark smile, the way his expressions distort oscillating between rage, pure distress and complete emptiness made you imagine how you could completely break him with just a few sentences and how he could annihilate you in a blink of an eye. The thoughts of you possibly dominating this god-like figure have kept you awake more than once. 

“Did we do something wrong?” Grace says timidly, you could hear how anxious she was.

“Oh no no no! He just wants a new “assistant” and asked me if he could see you in private.” you could hear the fake enthusiasm and the quotation marks in Ashley’s tone. 

The word “assistant”, isn’t a good omen for where this situation is going, you know how perverted Homelander, and the vast majority of the supes are, and you’re thinking that being fired isn’t that horrible after all.

“Anyway! Try to make a good impression!” Ashley says before making her way to the door.

“Wait? You’re gonna let us here??” your voice makes you suddenly aware how much you were panicking.

“Yes? I’m not the one choosing.” she says, a frown across her face before finally leaving.

And there you are, Grace and you standing in the middle of this Vought’s lounge, clearly design for la crème de la crème of those who enters the tower, not knowing what the fuck is gonna happen when Homelander is going to join you. 

He probably was waiting for Ashley to inform him that you were here because he arrived shortly after she left, you even suspect him of waiting next to the room and most certainly watching and listening since you were here. He enters the room and closes the door, placing the key on one of the tables next to the couch before putting his hands behind his back, a pleased smile on his face and places himself in front of both of you, making direct eye contact with Grace and then with you. Grace instantly looked away but you couldn’t stop looking in his icy blue eyes. It feels like the eye contact is during an eternity, none of you looking away. He breaks the contact when he is starting to speak after clapping once in his hands, making Grace and you jump.

“So, what did Ashley tell you?”

You were growing more and more confuse with this whole situation, what the fuck does he want? 

“Come on girls! Speak!” he says, elevating his voice and clapping his hands. There it is, his constant struggle at keeping his calm. Grace was mortified and you answer Homelander, hesitation visible in your face and voice :

“She told us about an assistant thing…”

“Oh yeah… You know, days are a little bit boring sometimes…”

You look at him while he starts pacing in the room, getting closer to you and Grace. When he’s close enough, he starts petting Grace's hair like a dog and turns his head to look at your side. You could feel his warm breath on your cheek, too afraid to turn your head and look at him in the eyes when he is this close to you. He withdraws his hand from Grace’s hair to start stroking your cheek instead.

“I just can’t decide which one of you I’m going to fuck on a daily basis.”

You can see his fucking smile in your peripheral vision, well aware of the power his holding on the situation. Your breath is stuck in your throat, your vision is starting to blur, your blood runs cold, you feel like your soul just left your body and you’re not able to move anymore. You're out of your paralyzed state when you see and hear Grace running to the door and starting pulling on it in panic, unable to unlock it. You watch the action with eyes wide open, panicking more and more but unable to move or react, knowing too well that this situation is about to get worse. You know Homelander too much to know that showing him signs of resilience is a very very bad idea. He grabs your chin so hard that it hurts you, turning your head in order that you face him again. His eyes are closed and he lightly shakes his head, he seems disappointed as if a little kid just did something wrong and he’s about to reprimand them. Grace is still trying to open the door in panic and starts to cry some “please!”, “let me go!”, “please”, Homelander just turns his head looking at her with some disappointment, still holding you before melting her head with his laser eyes. 

Her body falls to the ground, headless. You contain the screams who are holding in your throat, so much that your body begins to contract. Your eyes are burning, holding tears in a terrorized expression. Homelander turns his face, having a sweet forced smile, looking at you like he was proud of you being an obedient girl who listens to him. You feel sick. He hums, approaching his face even more, you could feel the vibration in his throat. 

“I guess it means that you’re the one I choose.

SO!”

The fact that his expression is changing once more, so rapidly into something completely different, has always scares you, today, more than anything. You don’t know what to expect next. His now happy and calm expression and the fact he starts pacing again in the room only calms you slightly, leaving you some time to think of what to do next. 

He ends up facing you, a few feet away, his smile still on his face. It is the kind of smile you know is pacific, that nothing will happen to you if you do right. It is comforting in some way. Some agonizing seconds pass, before he finally says something. 

“What are you waiting for? Show me.” 

You didn’t expect that. Not the abrupt demand but the tone of his voice. Very deep and low, vibrating through your core. All the deep, filthy feelings you have for him are coming back to the surface. His fucking gaze, looking right through you with lust and envy, his satisfied smile who knows he can have everything he wants. You’ve noticed every time he passes by your office. You were sure you were imagining things, you are now certain that everything he did was on purpose. This wasn’t a wet dream anymore. Homelander was here, waiting for you to make the first move, if you didn’t, you'd end up like Grace whose blood was spreading across the fancy carpet of the lounge. 

You compose yourself, sniffing the results of the tears in your eyes, trying to make the feeling you had when you saw him at your office fully resurface.  

He often went into the offices of your department, putting his nose in everything. You thrived on the view every time. Even knowing everything he’s done, you couldn’t stop looking at him. Not only do you find him beautiful, but when he comes to your floor he always has his worried puppy face. He seems so sad and anxious wanting to know if the public still loves him, seeing him in this state makes you hot all over. 

One day, he ends up noticing your glances, you can only also guess that your expression said a lot more than you wished, and till that day he began visiting your desk every time he came down here. 

It was mostly light teasing, and you understand now, flirting. You thought he didn’t mean much until today. It seems that he finds making people uncomfortable funny. You would have never guessed it meant anything. You were always flustered nonetheless. 

Most of the time, he exaggeratedly bent next to you to watch your computer screen, his mouth ending up to be impossibly close to your ear, where he whispered saying some uninteresting shit about what’s on the screen, most of the time, he didn’t even know what he saw meant, and you didn't really listened to him anyway, his low and deep voice reverberating down to your core. You remember your mind spiraling and only being able to concentrate on the wetness in your panties. Sometimes in the blur of his sayings, you could recall him calling you pretty, or lightly degrading you, it only made you spiral even more. 

Being in the break room instead of your desk didn't stop him from harassing you, or whispering in your ear. He looked at you like a prey, you were his prey everytime he went to the office. You should have called sexual harassment. You didn’t. You know it wouldn’t change anything, you thought he was like that with everyone. Even one of your colleagues suggested it. She knew damn well that there is absolutely no point of doing that.

You usually just didn't respond to him, just getting more and more red and wet, sometimes swallowing and letting out a breath you didn't know you were holding. Except the last time he came to see you in the break room. 

It started like usual, the usual being him spotting you in the break room and immediately entering and sticking to you, pressing his torso against your back and his lips against your ear. You could see and feel his hand every time, hesitating to go on your hips. He began whispering in your ear, a lot nicer than all the other times, things like “you’re so pretty today”, “let me buy you another coffee”, “we can go to a calmer place if you want”... You were already red and wet from the few sentences and his proximity. When he bent over to take a hot chocolate your breath stopped. You could feel him already getting hard on your ass. 

He took his drink and went to sit on the break room table. You couldn’t help but watch him across the room. He was delighted seeing your red face and your look filled with lust and shame. 

He slapped on his thigh two times, calling you like a child : 

“Come sit with me.”

 You took the closest seat to him, hypnotized, incapable of thinking or saying anything. Your cup of coffee was trembling in your hand. Attentively, you watched him take a mouthful of his chocolate milk. He took so much milk so rapidly that some was left on the corner of his mouth. 

The satisfied look on his face and his unusually soft smile made you lose your mind. You didn’t even had time to realize what you were doing, that your hand was already cupping his cheek and your thumb was gently whipping off the cream on his face. 

His surprised look was rapidly replaced by a look of pure bliss, his head leaning on your hand, his eyes closing and his mouth slightly opening while he exhaled a long breath. You couldn’t recall if you had an orgasm right then, seeing him so submissive in the palm on your hand ; an electric shock went through your body, you feel like you blacked out and next thing you know you were splashing cold water on your face in the closest bathroom, hyperventilating. You could see your mascara running on your cheeks, asking yourself how you were gonna explain your current state to your colleagues. 

You don’t remember the rest of this day, but you remember him, staying in the break room, his hand caressing where yours was, watching you leave with puppy eyes, his puppy eyes that were the only thing you could think of the following days. You remember thinking of the rumor. The rumor that made you so horny you had to excuse yourself to the bathroom. The one about Homelander you’ve heard the first month you’ve been working in Vought : about  how particular his relationship with Madelyn Stillwell, the ex-Senior Vice President of Hero Management, was. You remember finishing on your toy that night, this idea and what happened leaving your mind running free. 

You know what to do, you know what he wants. There is no other choice, you’ll give it to him while refusing to admit to yourself that you want it too. 

He is in front of you, a small smirk on his lips, challenging you. You feel like a deer catched in headlights feeling so small in front of him standing straight up and looking down on you. You take a few seconds composing yourself, taking a deep breath. You know exactly what he wants and you were going to give it to him. His expression changes as he sees you fake confidence, questioning but still challenging; you look at him through your lashes, a devious smile on your lips. You took a few steps until you were facing him, close enough to hear his breathing speeding a bit. 

You bring slowly your hand to his cheek, locking your eyes on his face, trying your best to look both sweet and flirty. Your heart skips a beat, your breath shaking slightly. You feel like your body is on autopilot while there is a storm in your mind.  His eyes are following the action, eager for some contact. Once your hand is cupping his cheek, you start to stroke lightly with your thumb. Homelander directly melts into your touch, leaning into your hand ,closing his eyes and slightly opening his mouth, bliss and release across his face. He let out a deep breath while relaxing into your hold, he was looking like an asleep kitten, almost purring in your hand. You try to keep your composure, feeling your stomach dropping at the sight of this god-like being turning into putty to your touch, making you feel so powerful. Your confidence level being higher seeing his soft expression, you decided to lean more into the situation. You approach him till your mouth is the closest possible to his ear.

“You really need someone to take care of you mh?”

The shaky whimper he let out makes you tremble. Even knowing the rumors, and witnessing a glimpse of it before, being in first line, and being the one who made him whimper makes you weak and you could already feel yourself getting wet. You continue stroking his cheek, drinking in his reactions.  You’ve always liked how expressive he is, the tiny movement of his face while he is losing himself in pleasure sends you into a loop as you whisper again in his ear : 

“You look so lonely… Poor boy… Don’t worry, mommy’s gonna take care of you.”

You put your other hand in his blond hair, feeling them on your fingers and appreciating how soft they are. You’re totally losing yourself now, hypnotized by his trembling, almost whining voice : 

“Yes! Yes please…”

Any sense of logic leaves your mind as you hear his voice, lust now controlling you. You move your hand to put his chin in your palm and start tracing his lips with your thumb, his mouth opening in a silent moan. You can’t help putting your finger in his mouth. He immediately closes it and starts sucking on your thumb. You don’t control the little moan escaping your mouth, making him moan too, unable to restrain. You start to unconsciously rube your thighs, eager for some contact and relief. Your eyes leave his face and meet his crotch, his dick hard. Your pussy throbbing at the sight and size. Homelander is still lost in the moment, punctuating his sucking with little moans who make you weak.

You can’t resist touching his dick anymore and took your hand out of his face, leaving his mouth empty making him whine at the loss. 

“You’re so eager… Mh? Pretty boy…”

You finish your sentence with your hand ghosting over him, feeling his length, making him groan at both your praise and the feather-like touch before thrusting his hips to fully meet you.  You tut and shake your head :

“You’re really disappointing mommy, baby…” 

Punctuating your sentence with a sad pout. You see his face contracting and looking up, while he moves back his body, as he concentrates to obey you. 

“That’s my good boy.”

His focused face stretches into a proud smile, still looking up, scared that looking at you will make him lose control. 

You smile too, satisfied and shocked by how well you can make him obey you. You apply more pressure, stroking him as you see his expressions tighten. He is trying so hard to keep composure, you don’t know if you will be able to contain yourself too, his almost pained face making you feel closer and closer even if he still hasn't touched you, hands in fist at his sides, waiting for an order to start touching you . 

You suddenly cut off all contact, Homelander making the saddest and most pathetic whine at the loss, lowering his head to look in your eyes, wanting to know what he did wrong.  

“What’s wrong baby?”

Another whine escapes his mouth, urging you to touch him again. You lock eyes, look and voice assertive : 

“Get on that couch.”

He doesn’t think twice and sits on the couch next to you, his eyes are glossy, filled with lust as he looks at you like a puppy waiting for approbation after doing a trick.

“Come on, lay down.” 

He does as you say, you can hear his heavy breath as he waits for more. You approach him like a predator, and sit on his lap, he whimpers at the contact of your pussy, feeling both of your wetness on his costume. You start moving your hips languidly, making him groan. You want more friction, to start moving quicker, you’ve been waiting for some form of release for so long ; but you’re determined to watch him completely lose himself beneath you.  

You continue your agonizing movements (for both of you), the room starting to echo both of your moans. You’re very glad that this lounge has one-way windows, but you doubt the fine glass will be enough to muffle both of your screams. You don’t really care at this point though, the gossip that may happen in the tower being insignificant over the power and the pleasure you are feeling in this instant. Plus, everybody will know anyway considering Homelander reputation, and, oh yeah, the dead body still emptying itself from his blood next to you, but who you totally forgot, your mind clearly elsewhere. 

Your head tossed backward, eyes closed, the sweet moans of Homelander starting to sound more and more demanding, the friction of the his dick on your clothed and wet mount making you lose control, you almost jump when you feel his hands grabbing your waist using his superhuman force to make you move quicker. 

“Did I allow you to touch me?”

Your strict voice makes him stop all movement. He closes his mouth and rapidly shakes his head, hands still on your waist. You furrow your brows harder making him quickly withdraw his hand. You pick back up your previous pace, making him open his mouth again.

“I thought you were mommy’s good boy… Seems like you’re just a dumb slut…”

The whine he lets out is louder than any of the preceding ones, making a deep, sadistic smile grow on your lips and your hips moving faster. You can feel your climax being closer and closer, finally getting some relief. 

“You can touch mommy now…” 

You say at the same time a moan escapes your lips. He places both of his hands on the top of your hips, following your movement as he catches the rhythm with his. 

“You’re such a pretty slut, doing what mommy says.”

His moans are louder at every degradation and praise. 

Your climax coming closer and closer as you can feel his, you start muttering incoherent degrading praises making him moan and buckle his hips at each one of them. Your movements begin to be uncoordinated as you can feel your orgasm arriving with full force, as Homelander’s are becoming more and more brutal. In a final thrust, you feel his dick twitch and release in his costume as you continue riding him pursuing your own high, making him whine at the over stimulation. Your orgasm follows quickly after, a wave of pleasure you’ve never felt before spreading all over your body, making your eyes rolling and watering and your body uncontrollably shivering. 

You fall down to his chest, both of you catching your breath. Once your heart is catching an almost normal beating, you lift your head and give him a soft and chaste kiss on his cheek.

“You did great.”

Before leaving him completely spent on the couch, still catching his breath, a wet spot on his crotch. You smile to yourself seeing him in this disheveled state, making a mental image for future nights by yourself.You take the key on the small table and pull down your skirt while walking to the door, hoping that it will be long enough to cover how wet the top of your legs are. You give one more look at the decapitated body of Grace, trying not to step on the blood, before opening the door and leaving the lounge and going to the bathroom, and then leave the tower, your mind still not recording what happened nor trying to figure out what all of that means for the future.

[finniestoncrane]

@mietkoz has tagged me in something i can DEFINITELY have no issues filling out because i love tv so much ;-;

8 shows to get to know me (in no order but with explanation):

Jam (Chris Morris) - this is a weird, super dark, oddly funny sketch show from chris morris who i love, highly recommend. it also stars my beloveds kevin eldon and mark heap

Spaced - spaced is one of my favourite tv shows of all time, it really shaped my personality lmao it's so me, the references, the music, the humour. perfect. it's the best simon pegg/nick frost/edgar wright/jessica hynes vehicle

The Simpsons - i was literally raised by the simpsons and while i haven't kept up with it, i still think it's one of my favourite shows of all time. pure comfort. literally reference it multiple times a day

Peep Show - i've rewatched the entirety of peep show at least... i'm gonna say we're over 50 anyway. like i do a semi-regular rewatch of the office with my husband, but i go through bursts of watching peep show and then starting it over from the beginning once i finish it

Bob's Burgers - bob's burgers is one of my favourite shows of all time. it's better in the earlier seasons when they were properly weird and the kids were a bit gross but it's held up so far. i am gene and linda

Futurama - i will kill for futurama. it's what the simpsons wishes it was. it's what all animated comedy shows with they were. it's what scifi wants to be. absolute star spot in my heart

The Young Ones - the young ones formed a lot of my college/first year of uni time. when i wore my docs and listened to madness a lot. rik mayall and ade edmondson hold a spot in my heart forever

The League of Gentlemen - this one... hasn't aged so well. but it was one of the first fandoms i was ever active in. and it would be a bit odd of me to disclude it because i'm capable of critiquing the choices they made. but the fusion of horror and comedy are very me

honorouable mentions to: bottom, the thick of it, limmy's show, burnistoun, black books, archer, iasip and wonder showzen

i'm just going to say that anyone who wants to do this, do it and let me know because i love knowing what tv shows people enjoy! just reblog this or say i tagged you i want to SEE 💚

[mintoblobo]

alright i did it

mietkoz —-> axololly

cause i don’t want anyone irl finding my riddler thirst cave

[skye707]

Tagged by @kit-kat-24601 and @mietkoz to share…

8 Shows to Get to Know Me:

Moon Knight

M*A*S*H

Parks and Rec

It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia

Power Puff Girls (the original)

Ghost Files

Steven Universe

Bee and Puppycat

I'm so very very late on this, so if you would like to join in, knock yourself out 💙

[march-harrigan]

Starting a new post because the original got long, BUT I was tagged by @mietkoz and @sweetums0kitty

8 shows to get to know me

Batman: The Animated Series

Transformers Animated

ReBoot

Homestar Runner

Baman Piderman

Dragon Ball Z

The World of David the Gnome

Jackie Chan Adventures

For this one, I'm just tagging anyone who wants to do it hehe

[terafied-heart]

I got tagged by the adorable, talented silly goose @finniestoncrane

Rules: Tag 10 (or less) people you want to get to know better

Relationship Status: in a long term relationship/domestic partnership with a wonderful man

Favorite Color: too many!! But mostly shades of green and purple.

Song Stuck in My Head: it's constantly changing, but currently Stalker's Tango by Autoheart

Three Favorite Foods: chicken tikka masala with rice, Chinese crispy honey chicken, chicken nuggets. Whoops, that's a lot of chicken 🐔

Last Song I Listened To: probably something by Ghost. I listened to a mix featuring their cover of It's a Sin by Petshop Boys while I was getting ready for work yesterday.

Dream Trip: the U.K. or Japan

Last Thing(s) I Googled: list of national animals by country. I wanted to see if I remembered correctly, how Scotland's animal is the unicorn lol

Tagging: @rallazarthemagnificent @march-harrigan @oddball216 @diddle-riddle @mietkoz @scottiewider @coolhearted

(I tagged all of my current mutuals besides Finnie, since they're the one who tagged me to begin with. If you don't feel comfortable filling this out and posting it, feel free to ignore it. 👉😎👉)

[luckyspade-8]

Okay so, this is for a Christmas exchange in a discord sever I'm in. @mietkoz , this is your gift my friend. I know it's a tiny bit early (for me at least here in US) but imma be traveling soo... Happy Holidays Olly!! Hope you like it!!

[riddlersbimbo]

thanks for tagging my sweet @finniestoncrane i love you kith kith kith 

Nickname: i mean Bowie is a nickname already but i'm used to Abby as well cause my old url 🥰

Sign: gemini 😳

Height: 5ft7" aka 169.5 aka tiny (also @quietsounds @spicedchaiandromeda if you read that it's a lie i am in fact 1cm big)

Recently Googled: the liquor store on my way from work to check if Bailey's was on sale 👀

Song Stuck In My Head: it's a dutch christmas song 😪 

Number of Followers: almost 1500 but i'm pretty sure at least 1000 of those are inactive 😂

Amount of Sleep Last Night: got the full 8 hours babey!

Lucky Number: 104

Dream Job: housewife but without a husband nor children

Wearing: black skinny jeans and a fluffy pink sweater

Books/Movies That Summarize Me: submarine (2010) is my joker.. also ghostbusters (2016).. gosh i'm like a mix of abby and erin honestly

Favourite Songs: def i punched Keanu reeves by hello peril, total eclipse of the heart, bohemian rhapsody, iron sky by paolo nutini

Aesthetic: lazy with some pink

Favourite Author: (also uhh finnie) but uh i don't read a lot so i think john green is the only author i read more than 1 book of whaha, but it were the first books i ever read in english so.. memories

Favourite Animal Noises: puppy barks like keep trying friendo i'm not afraid of you!

Random: depressing but lil baby pup who was training to be a guide dog just got diagnosed with cataract in her eyes so she won’t continue the training and it’s very depressing but thankfully she’s a dog so she’ll just continue life like nothing happened 🙌🏻

Tagging: @lost-in-sokovia @spicedchaiandromeda @mietkoz @smellydano @riddlers-den and anyone who wants to do it💖💖💖

[sweetums0kitty]

#1 for the weirder asks prompt!

Okay well we’re gonna skip the obvious and I’m gonna hop into the ones that are more deep cut!

First up is gonna be the Bottom family from Something Rotten! Ahhh when I was in my sophomore year of high school my whole life fell apart and the one way I kept myself together was to like daydream about being the younger sister of Nick and Nigel from this musical I love. It was either back in the 1500s or it was in modern times where I was also friends with the kids from Be more chill. Cause I was a little annoying ass theater kid. But like it was just comforting and for some reason I fought with Nick a lot. Kids are weird lmaooo!

Second is gonna be Mabel Pines! She is me, I am her fr fr! Like it’s not as bad as it was when I was little but it’s still a little personally offensive to me if somebody says they hate Mabel cause she’s “selfish” like fuck off with that. I relate to the like being silly and people thinking you’re lame and stupid. Hdjdjjdjd one time I got stoned and just cried over Irrational Treasure!

Last it’s gonna be Thomas Barrow and Lady Edith from Downton Abbey! Talk about poor little meow meows! Edith and Thomas aren’t allowed to be fucking happy for more than 10 seconds. The show loves using them as punching bags. Like Edith will find independence and start enjoying her life and then her BF is murdered by proto-Nazis. Thomas goes to a gay bar in London and it gets broken up by police and he gets arrested in the next second. It’s not fair, they deserve better! They wouldn’t be such grumpy bitches if life was nicer to them.

[riddle-me-ri]

15 Questions/15 Mutuals

Thanks for tagging me @finniestoncrane! This is gonna be fun!

Are you named after someone?

I actually am, my first name (I go by my middle name more lol) is from my paternal grandmother.

When was the last time you cried?

Umm...last week? Like...last Friday? Just had a really low moment and needed to cry it out to get over it rip

Do you have kids?

Nope, and don't plan on having any either.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I think I do, I just don't think it executes well, or my family just severely struggles with tone and sarcasm as a whole cause it works when I'm at work or with friends rip

What's the first thing you notice about people?

Maybe a typical answer but like their facial expressions and especially their eyes and then body language. Just something I've done from observing people.

What's your eye color?

For the longest time, it's been kinda hard to describe cause it does change color a wee bit in the light. But it's mostly gray-ish dark blue, but sometimes can look like a dark green, especially if I wear green.

Scary movie or a happy ending?

Scary movie, but with at least a decent ending.

Any special talents?

Umm...I can talk/sing really fast? Uhh i can make my fingers look wiggly/double-jointed? Uhh...it's all I got.

Where were you born?

In a hospital right across the street from where I would eventually go to high school....it's a small world after all

What are your hobbies?

Ooohh so many lmao; writing, drawing, walking, doing jigsaw puzzles, reading, watch movies (trying to watch more shows but..it's hard to commit lmao), and listen to music.

Do you have any pets?

I have a 14/15 year old dog named Roxi

What sports do you play/have played?

None...I was offered to join the girl's wrestling team once though im high school, but wasn't interested rip. I just wanted to draw.

How tall are you?

-_-....5 ft 1 in

Favorite subject in school?

I loved English, History, and Art...it let me exercise my writing and drawing hehe and I got to read a lot!

Dream job?

I'd like to be a storyboard artist or screenwriter...but for now I'm chasing the goal of being a storyboard artist so I can combine my love for both drawing and story!

Tag 15 Mutuals (again no pressure and sorry if you were tagged twice lol):

@lovesick-on-the-loose, @march-harrigan, @abbynx, @mietkoz, @taliscat , @letshaveadepressionparty , @little-silly-fucker , @worri-wort, @sweetums0kitty , @rainfallinthevoid, @a-rose-as-sweet, @aces-corner , @luckyspade-8 , @oddball216 , and @cooldreamyfox

[creepling]

15 Questions / 15 Mutuals

ikik i'm on hiatus but i couldn't resist!! thanks for the tag @mietkoz <33

Are you named after anyone?

my irl name i’m not sure, i think my brother chose it bc he liked it. but my pen name ‘scout’ i chose bc at the time i was reading to kill a mockingbird in hs.

When was the last time you cried?

yesterday lmaoo. life’s been rough.

Do you have kids?

nope, probs never will.

Do you use sarcasm?

i use more irony than sarcasm. i can’t read sarcasm that well n think people sound rude when they use it, so i just avoid it.

What's the first thing you notice about people?

physically i notice shoes bc i look at the ground a lot or i notice someone’s hair. socially tho i tend to stare off into space and listen to someone's voice, how they're speaking.

What's your eye colour?

blue.

Scary movie or happy ending?

scary movie, all the way. i resonate with an ending where there is safety but always the possibly of something bad happening again; idk seems more realistic.

Any special talents?

not really. chaotic karaoke if i'm pushing it.

Where were you born?

scotland, born and raised babyyy

What are your hobbies?

i've done what no person should do and mix my hobbie with profession. so i just write and read 24/7.

Do you have pets?

i have one dog called loki (did not name him it was my loser mcu fan brother)

What sports do you play/have you played?

i was sporty as a kid so i played football, cross country, netball. i did dancing and ice skating as well. but now i just dance in my room or go for long walks.

How tall are you?

5"2 :^(

Favorite subject in school?

in hs i liked english and music. but uni-wise i liked creative writing, screenwriting and one elective i did in 2nd year called celtic civilisation.

Dream job?

fr like,,, a writer. idc what i write as long as i can be creative. and at this point i just wanna be on film sets, whether that be running coffees on set or big name director idc i just fucking love movies and want to help make them.

Tags (No pressure): @vanta2sexy @sweetums0kitty @winksasleeplesseye @antidesire @elliesdoll @florentinepatches @honey-and-bi @paulstano @mchngrlvwlfgrl @muppetskokomo @quietsounds @bruisepusher @toottmblr @ohcaptains @paradisedixon

[always-andromeda]

˚ʚ 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ɞ˚

Tell me a little bit about yourself and I’ll match you up with a character (please specify which fandom you’d like me to choose from).

✒︎ @/kannibaleherzen Pairing

✒︎ Anon Pairing #1

✒︎ Anon Pairing #2

✒︎ @/paramountives Pairing

✒︎ Anon Pairing #3

✒︎ @/bloomdolly Pairing

✒︎ @/kujocherry Pairing

✒︎ @/mietkoz Pairing

[quietsounds]

Thanks for the tag @mietkoz !! ⁎⁙⁖⁛☆

shuffle your spotify on repeat and share the first 10 songs

1. Starting Over - LSD and the Search for God

2. September - Sparky Deathcap

3. Circles - Will Paquin

4. House Song - Searows

5. Musta Been a Ghost - Próxima Parada

6. Slumber - Sløtface

7. Leader of the Pack - Wunderhouse

8. Silent and Sweet- Stuck in the Sound

9. Social Cues - Cage the Elephant

10. Me and the Devil - Soap&Skin

tagging: @riddlersbimbo, @lovesick-on-the-loose, @gaypetergriffin, and anyone who sees this B-)