#naww these are perfect!!

[rexscanonwife]

Ok I'm...not saying this is going anywhere but I've been watching ppg all day with my partner and in one episode Utonium mentions that he has a good recipe for pound cake and first of all it's...cute that he bakes >//> and my partner mentioned that baking is BASICALLY science so it actually makes perfect sense

[yaut-jaknowit]

Naww funny asf idea you might like, the reader having a thing for their male yautjas chest, you know overall like “BOOBIES, THE TIDDIES” and their mate just having to put up with their shenanigans

(Don’t forget to stay hydrated🫵)

Boobies, Yes

Pairing: Wolf x Reader

Word Count: 1808

Summary: A menace, a daring menace. That's what you are. Any chance you're given, you attack. How can you resist? They're right there! Your hands need to hold them. They look so heavy for your Yautja.

Author Note: This, this is gold. Tiddies are the best, no matter one who or what. Muscle or not, Yautjas have great boobies. Thank you for this wonderful ask.

Masterlist

Ao3

How could you ignore them? Especially when they’re right there! Even though Wolf was leaner compared to a few of his hunting buddies, he had enough to grab. You snickered quietly as you eyed up the lethal Yautja sitting in his pilot’s chair. He was none the wiser as you stood off to the side. Well, you believed he didn’t know you were there. But this is Wolf we’re talking about. He scented you the moment you entered the room.

One of the things he taught you from the time you’ve stayed with him, you were able to step lightly as you snuck over to him. You kept behind him, bare feet not making a sound on the warm metal floors. A poised hunter, trained from one of the best.

The chair sat about three feet in front of you. This was your chance! You took a step to the right, ready to spring around it and surprise Wolf.

“What do you think you’re doing, little hunter?” The question hung in the air. You tensed up, muscles freezing up. Damn… You stayed where you were, hoping he’ll just brush it by. ‘Hope’ that won’t do much for you in the situation. Wolf said your name, not a warning or anything. He just spoke it.

Air pushed out of your nostrils as airy scoff. Finally, you stepped out from behind the chair and relinquished your hiding spot. Wolf sat relaxed in his seat, one elbow resting on the arm rest. His other limb was messing with a screen. By the looks of it, he was checking his messages. As one of the greatest hunters out there, he was quite busy.

Wolf’s eyes glanced at you for a moment. The Yautja held a nonchalant gaze when he looked at. “What are you doing?” You placed a hand on his unused arm rest and leaned a little in. A playful grin growing on your smug face. You didn’t try to hide it once of ever.

“Oh nothing, nothing at all.” A total lie but he had no idea. Probably. Your eyes flickered down. Target acquired.

Today was a relaxing day. All Wolf was wearing was his loin cloth a leather shoulder guard. The leather band went over his chest and up his shoulder. He was free to show off his body that you loved. You were happy to drink it in. But that’s not why you were standing next to him. There was a special part you were after.

A scaled brow was raised slightly. His gaze was still on the screen before him, pointer finger flicking through messages. Wolf hummed his suspicion at your retort.

Perfect. The grin on your face widened more. Then you attacked. Your free hand surged forward and latched onto one of the pecs of Wolf. You squeezed, the muscle for the second soft, not being flexed. The very next second, they were rock solid in your grasp.

A massive, calloused hand wrapped around your wrist, easily swallowing it up. The limb tugged you forward towards Wolf. Instantly, you gulped and laughed softly, almost nervously.

Deep down, you don’t know how this alien tolerates your antics, but he does.

Said Yautja leaned in close, hot breath fanning over your skin. “What do you think you’re doing?” he reilerated and emphasized by pulling on your limb to get you even closer. Wolf flicked his upper mandible. It brushed against your cheek.

You kept that grin plastered on your features. “What do you mean?” you asked of him oh-so innocently. All of that was a lie.

Wolf huffed then his eye glanced down at your hand still holding his pec. You still pretended to not know what he’s referring to. This is what you loved about him. One of the many things you loved about Wolf. He let this happen. He let you fool around – safely of course.

Since you hadn’t moved the limb, Wolf flexed his muscle you were holding onto. He left it untensed once he was done showing off. This was a new opportunity. Your hand squeezed it again. You giggled excitingly. Afterwards, you were able to remove Wolf’s hand on you and walk off.

The entire interaction confused Wolf. He let you go though and returned to the screen before him. An amused smile on his face as he shook his head. Whatever will he do with you?

.

That was the first time you’ve done but it wasn’t the last. It’ll never be the last! No matter how many times you do it to him, no matter what he wears, your hands find his boobies. Soft, velvet skin continuous met the palm of your small hands. After so many tries, you’ve lost count of the successes. Not that it matters though. Mostly.

This time consist of a drive-by. Multiple success in one day. Four in total. Time to make it five.

Your feet carried you swiftly down the main hall. Wolf was lifting himself out of his chair and strolling down the same hall as you. Since the atmosphere of the ship is to his liking, he can freely discard his biomask. In conclusion, you could see his eyes closely watching you. It was like Wolf already knew what was to happen. There was suspicion floating in his eyes.

Careful steps lead towards your known target. Each one counted down. Wolf tried to keep a wide berth but he can’t escaped you. Not when he’s trained to be a hunter like him.

“Boobies!” you shouted and grasped his free pec lightning fast. One squish and you were racing down the hall away from him, towards the cockpit. Sometimes he’ll give chase after you. Other’s – like this time – he’ll stop, turn to face your direction, and quirk a brow. Nothing will be said in exchange. He’ll just watch you, trying to hide the minute smile on his alien face. But you’ve spotted it, twice. He likes this game you rope him into playing. Different, fun, and seeing you smile, that’s what matters to him greatly.

.

This incident consisted of the two of you back on Yautja Prime. Though, considered dangerous for you, a ooman. No one dared laid finger on you. Not when you smelled like Wolf or when he was around you. Many barely gave you a glance before giving you the space Wolf silently demanded. All the males, of course did this. The females, they were different. Thankfully, not many of them were out today in the shopping district of Wolf’s hometown.

While in the public’s eye, Wolf wasn’t the most friendly. As one of the most deadly hunter’s out there, he had to keep up his image.  With that in mind, Wolf couldn’t be touchy-touchy with you. No holding hands, not even a hand on your shoulder. That didn’t stop you from being extremely close with Wolf. Like any hunter, he knew the dangers of his own planet. You were kept in front of him at all times.

Wolf corralled you towards a vendor he was needing to visit. It was easy to keep you contained. Once the two of you arrived, Wolf began to speak to the other alien. You were expected to stay between Wolf and the table. The safest place to be. And that’s where you stayed, mostly peacefully.

The vendor’s table didn’t have much that interested yourself, computer components by the looks of it. You looked at what they had before quickly losing interest. Instead, you turned around to face Wolf. He had his biomask on, a way to hide his emotions better. But you could read his body language plainly.

Standing in front of him, about to his midriff, you couldn’t contain your smirk. It was your precursor to your actions. Your hand grabbed at his pec once again and squeezed. The Yautja didn’t even move or flex the muscle. You huffed and fake fell towards him. Now, your face buried between his glorious boobs. Mmm, best place to be!

Now, your Yautja stiffened slightly, spine tensing but he did nothing more than that. You happily stayed there. Wolf didn’t do anything with his hands. He let them hang at his sides, though his fingers did twitch. Not that you saw or even felt them move.

After the two of you were done at the vendor, Wolf stepped back. You weren’t expecting this and stumbled since your weight was pressed into him. He placed a hand on your shoulder for one moment to catch you. Then it fell away back to Wolf’s side. He turned around and started walking away. This sort of thing wasn’t unnatural out in public. You don’t take any offense to his actions out here. That didn’t stop you from teasing him. All with a smirk on your face.

He stalked away like a predator, like the hunter he is. You were quick to scramble after him, a pep in your step.

.

Two perfectly shaped breasts just sitting there. All of this has been going on for weeks. And it won’t stop. You couldn’t help but snicker quietly as you walked alongside Wolf in the ship. Dinner had been prepared. He had come to get you so the two of you could eat.

As the pair of you made their way into the kitchen, you spun on your heel and stopped in front of Wolf. He paused as well, head tilted down to look at your smaller frame. A brow was quirked up. Recognition flashed in his eyes. Yet, Wolf didn’t move. You giggled. Immediately, you placed a hand on his exposed pec and squeezed. You leaned in and stood on your tippy-toes. This was Wolf though, he stood far too tall for you to press a kiss to his mandible.

The wall met your back, a hand cushioned the back of your skull. Then, that limb pinned your hip. The other hand was firmly wrapped around your neck, promptly pinning you to the wall as well. You gasped harshly and stared up at Wolf in shock. Nevertheless, your fingers still grasping his chest.

Wolf leaned down, warm breath fanning over your face. Dark tresses creating a half circle curtain around us. His three mandibles twitching, dark eyes scanning over your features before locking onto your eyes. The upper fang caressed your cheek bone. “Are you going to continue doing that?” he growled. Internally, you knew that didn’t have a single bite in it.

You stretched out your neck to be closer to him. “Yes.”

Dinner was forgotten about.

[st4y-strippy20]

As an face tatooed and eyeball tatoo man i agree your body is PERFECT

naww thank you🧚🏻‍♀️

[luvhughes43]

puppy | luke hughes x reader

luvhughes43 masterlist🌷

request: Can you do a luke blurb where you just show up to his and jacks apartment with a dog and you’re like “he’s ours now”

word count: 0.6k

“okay, dont be mad” you cautioned your boyfriend and his brother as you walked into your shared apartment. 

“what did you do?” jack called out as you stepped into the living room. it seemed liked both brothers were in their own rooms. 

before you could reply to jack, the puppy in your arm started barking. you quickly tried to shush it to delay the inevitable, but it was too late. Both boys practically bolted out of their rooms at the sound.

“YOU GOT A DOG?” jack shouted, and luke stood by his bedroom door stunned.

“y/n…” your boyfriend trailed off, really unsure of what to say. he had good reason of course, you didn’t exactly ask if you could get a puppy but the opportunity just presented itself to you.

“i know, i know! but-but hear me out!” you started to defend yourself as jack came over to you, taking the small dog out of your hands so he could cuddle with them. “i was doing some shopping and there was this pet rescue place, and they didn’t have the space to take in a new dog… and i overheard all of this and so i went to see the puppy and…” you trailed off sheepishly, hoping that your boyfriend and his brother wouldnt be too upset at you. “he’s ours now?” you said, forcing a smile and shrugging your shoulders. 

“you know what! i like him!” jack smiled, dropping to his knees and putting the puppy on the floor so he could play with the little dog. 

“yeah but who’s going to take care of it?” luke piped up, always the one to be rational and think things through.

“i will! plus, when you start playing all the time next season i’ll just be here alone so the puppy can keep me company!” you explained, and you could see luke warming up to the idea of having a dog. 

“yeah you're so cute! you're so cute!!” jack cooed at the dog as he started ruffling its fur. 

“okay, yeah its pretty cute” luke finally admitted, crouching on the floor next to jack so he could also play with the puppy.

now that you were no longer on thin ice  you joked, “luke! don’t call our baby an it!” to which he playfully rolled his eyes.

“I’m gonna call mom right now and tell her i’m an uncle” jack laughed, fishing his phone out of his pants pocket. 

you quickly grabbed his phone from his hand and hid it behind your back. there was absolutely no way you were going to let jack make that call. it was hard enough to get your parents to both agree that you could move in together. if jack even joked about you being pregnant… you didn’t want to think about it. 

after getting the dog settled into the apartment, you, your boyfriend, and jack all went out to the nearest pet store to stock up on all of the supplies you’d need. 

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dylanduke25 mom and dad

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_quinnhughes when did you guys get a dog??

jackhughes literally 1 hour ago its so cute 

luca.fantilli ITS SO CUTE???

edwards.73 can i be an uncle?

ynuser no

lhughes_06 proud and honoured to be a father❤️ our baby will no doubt be the best dog at the dog park!

ynuser it wasn’t easy but we did it🥺❤️ so proud to be the mommy of our perfect little angel❤️❤️

fan01 NAWW wtf is wrong with them???😭

fan02 theyre so???😭😭

[twst-mmc]

heartslabyul boys with a dormmate (male) who is allergic to sugar, Like his allergy is terrible, if he consumes too much sugar he could end up dying, even if he eats little he gets an extremely irritated throat, so during birthday parties he just drinks tea or eats some fruit that was left on top of some cake or pie.

I ended up making this one gn because I noticed I didn't use any gendered terms lol

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Summary: Due to a rare health condition, consuming sugar can be extremely dangerous for you. To the tea party-loving Heartslabyul boys, this is something new.

Riddle/Trey/Ace/Deuce/Cater + gn!reader (SFW)

Riddle Rosehearts

• this boy would be VERY cautious

• like he'll make sure there isn't even any sugar near you

• he watches the more mischievous Heartslabyul boys closely so they won't accidentally slip you any sugar

• "Trey, please tell me there isn't any sugar in the tea?"

• feels a bit sad that you can't eat his favorite pies

• he kinda relates to not being able to eat sugar, though for different reasons (*cough* his mom *cough*)

Trey Clover

• he can't really make his standard desserts for the party with less sugar, so he makes an exclusive sugar-free dessert for you

• if you do accidentally eat sugar, he takes the best care of you

• he doesn't want you to just sit there during the Unbirthday Party while everyone else is having fun with the cakes, so making something for you was a must for him

• these desserts have actually become so popular with other Heartslabyul students that he now has to make them in higher quantities

• has definitely offered to make a cake that has oyster paste instead of sugar in it (ahem)

• the perfect mix of cautious and lighthearted

Ace Trappola

• has definitely tried to make you eat sugar before

• immediately stopped his attempts once you told him off

• helps Trey make the sugar-free desserts & sneaks out a few fruits for you

• has secretly googled your condition & done A LOT of research on it

• picking out snacks for your birthday usually ends up with Ace secretly calling Deuce and discussing sugar, too (see: Deuce)

• "Naww, Y/N! Such a pity that you can't have a bite of MINE! But... hehe, I can still have a piece of YOURS, right? Pleaaase?"

Deuce Spade

• he forgot it the second you told him for the first time or mixed it up with someone else

• has accidentally gifted you sugary snacks before (you luckily noticed) & got made fun of by Ace

• however, he has improved a lot and now pays extra attention

• when buying snacks for you, he has semi-aggressive phone calls with Ace ("You think I can buy this?" — "Dude, are ya crazy! Too much sugar for sure!")

• somehow doesn't trust anyone around you & always keeps a few dessert toppings for you

• helps Trey make the sugar-free desserts for you

Cater Diamond

• like Ace, he has definitely googled your condition, but he did it the very second you told him

• didn't have any strong feelings on it as he dislikes sugary sweets and could go his whole life without much sugar

• actually grew to like Trey's exclusive sugar-free desserts

• he honestly doesn't care about it tbh (unless you've accidentally had sugar and are having complications because of it)

• he DOES gift you really healthy sugar-free snacks regularly

• "Heeyy Y/N! Look here, Vil advertised these on his Magicam and I HAD to buy them! Wanna have one?"

[aemondloverr]

𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜

Pairing: Marc w/a little Steven+Jake X FemReader

Synopsis: Marc is your boyfriend of 3 years. You started slow the first year and he had lots of boundaries but he was trying. You know he’s been hurt before. However the second year, he started to pull away. Your relationship is getting weaker, and it seems like all he thinks about is Layla, his ex wife.

Contents: Angst, arguing, slightly drunk!Reader, jealous reader.

Wc: 2.1k ish

Proof read? Y’all know me. Hell naww (if there’s mistakes I’m sorry😔)

AN: Ngl, some of the lines Lowkey sound cringe to me but this is my first time writing angst so…😭

Every other night, Marc said her name in his sleep. “Layla..” he’d mumble.

You knew of his sleeping issues, his nightmares, his past with her. He still missed her and you couldn't bear the thought that he missed her more than he loved you.

As your relationship went on, it seemed like he was…less there, distant;Emotionally, mentally, and physically. Spacing out for long periods of time, not paying attention to what you're saying, or just tuning you out and ignoring you. He argued with you more frequently, not even over reasonable things. He’d say he was going out for work stuff and you knew, you had a gut feeling that he was lying to you. Tonight was no different.

*****

It was around 5 pm and it was already starting to get dark so you figured it was a good idea to get started on dinner. Just as you walked into the kitchen from the couch, Marc came out of your shared bedroom, dressed with a coat and hat on. It seemed like he was rushing, eager to leave the house.

Marc slipped on his boots and grabbed a small bag but as he unlocked the door, you turned around and interrupted him.

“Where are you going…?”

“Out. I have stuff to take care of.” His voice was barely audible but you could tell his tone was dismissive

“Please just be back before 8…okay? I wanna have dinner with you” for once, you added in your head

He looks at you but doesn’t say anything and steps out the door, slamming it shut. Taking a deep breath you get started on cooking, washing the vegetables to make his favorite vegan dish.

Steven and Jake on the other hand argue with Marc in the reflection of the glass in the window.

“You really need to listen to her…You don't want this to turn out how it did with-” Marc cuts him off abruptly.

“We don't talk about her. You know that.”

“But Steven is right and you know it marc…” Jake states

“Forget it mate…”

*****

5pm quickly became 7 and dinner was almost done. By 7:30, you were in the bedroom, changing into a dress you knew was Marc's favorite. It was form fitting and flattering to both your figure and complexion. You did your eye make up and a pretty lip combo and went to plate the food, setting out a bottle of wine with glasses on the table.

Half an hour later, it's 8 and he's still not here. Maybe it'll be different this time… you thought. But you waited there, sitting pretty in your long dress drinking wine and eating dinner. Alone. His food is getting cold.

10 pm. Still not here. You’re almost halfway through the bottle. At first you thought your relationship was perfect. How could you be so wrong? Why was he never there? Did he even love you anymore? Your mind starts to spiral as you become slightly intoxicated. Your overthinking always worried you.

You sat in the dark of the room, one leg crossed over the other, ruined mascara mixed with tears dried on your face. You didn’t even bother to pour wine into the glass anymore and just drank straight from the bottle. Every time you took a sip, the wine dripped down your chin and neck and stained your pretty dress. You read the clock. 12 am. Tears begin to pool your eyes again, but just then, The door unlocks. Marc opens the door to your shared apartment. Or Steven. Or jake. One of the three. He hoped that you were sleeping. When he saw that the room was seemingly dark and empty, he let out a breath of relief at the silence.

You interrupt the silence with your strained, shaky voice. “You’re late” you take another sip from the bottle slouched in a soft armchair. You knew it was Marc by the way he stayed silent. His breath hitched, slightly frightened by your sudden words and he quickly closed the door behind him.

“I know. I had to take care of something…” he mutters

“It’s 12 in the morning, Marc.” you reply sternly

Marcs mouth started to form an argument, but he snapped it shut. He took a deep breath, calming himself.

“I know…I'm sorry” he said inconsiderately

It took him a few seconds to notice the bottle of wine in your hand as his eyes adjusted to the dark.

“Have you been drinking…?”

You make a snarky remark “No shit. And you’re not fucking sorry. I told you to be home before 8. What the fuck Marc??” You took another large sip from the bottle.

Marc's jaw clenched as he sighed.

“I already said I'm sorry, what more do you want?!” he raised his tone at you.

He took the bottle from your hand and set it down on the table, looking down at you and your bloodshot eyes.

“Give it back” you reach for the bottle but he moves it away.

“You need to stop drinking-”

You cut him off with your words “What is wrong with you. You’re never here anymore. Ever.” You get up and snatch it from him.

Marc couldn't help but bristle at your words. You were always so stubborn. But it's because you loved him. You just wanted him to love you the same way he did before. He tried to hold in anger he felt building.

“Can we talk about this later? You're drunk”

“No, we're talking about it now. I can’t do this anymore Marc”

Marc rolled his eyes, thinking about how many times you’d said this before. He thought about the other times you were this close to actually breaking up with him…only for your words to turn into empty threats. He didn't want to get into a pointless argument this late at night.

“You’re being unreasonable and you're not in your right mind-” he raised his voice even louder than before

“I am not being unreasonable. Don’t you dare…”

Marc was fuming at this point. He took a step towards you until he was inches away from your face, smelling the wine on your breath. He wanted to scream and lash out at you, but he didn’t want to show you had an effect of him. After you showed him what real, unburdening, true, love looks like and he got scared. He got scared and pulled away. He gave you a cold shoulder that you didn't deserve.

Steven tries to calm him down from the mirror across the room. “Don’t say anything you’re gonna regret mate…” He does the exact opposite.

“You're here because you can't be anywhere else. I do everything I can for this relationship, and it's never enough for you.”

Scoffing in disbelief at his lie, you yell back. “You don’t do shit for me! I say I love you and you can’t even say it back anymore. You do NOT get to say you care!”

Now that was a low blow.

You had your finger poking right at his chest. Steven winces at your comment in the reflection. “I mean it’s true innit…Tried to tell you didn’t I?…You’re on your own now Marc.”

“Yea…you really did it this time” Jake comments too.

You tear up in frustration and hurt. Everything you've been feeling for the past few weeks is surfacing. Marc's lips tighten at the mention of it and he takes a sip out of the bottle he took from you. He didn’t think he’d have to hear that again and he knew you were right but he wouldn’t admit.

“You know why I don’t say it…”

He felt guilty, taking a step away. He didnt wanna look down at you as you looked up at him with those drunken, tear-stained eyes.

“Why?? It's because you still love Layla right?!”

Now that was a different kind of low blow. His body tensed at the mention of her name.

“Don’t you dare say her name…You know it's not that simple!! You don’t get to just throw that in my face every chance you get-”

“Yes it is,” you say, your lip quivering. You wanted to cry even more “all you do is think of her. You say her name in your sleep Marc!” He shouldn’t have been so quick to admit it, but something about the way you were looking up at him, the pain in your eyes, and the fact you were still slightly drunk made him soft. He couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as he looked at you, knowing he was the cause of your hurt.

“It’s a simple question. Do you love me or not”

"Of course I love you…But that doesn't mean I'm not still heartbroken over Layla. I mean, she was my wife for Gods sake.”

“That doesn’t justify your shitty so-called ‘love’. I feel like I'm losing you…” Your tears turn black as they run through your mascara and down your face.

“I miss you...” You hesitantly grab his hands and hold them firmly in yours.

He thinks it's better to turn away and not get hurt by losing you than to be vulnerable, to take that risk again.

“It never used to be like this…before, you were there. What happened to us…?”

He pauses for a moment, tearing up. You look him in the eyes but he looks down at his feet. He wanted to prevaricate but that would only make things worse.

“I’m afraid of commitment, okay... I’m afraid to fall in love, that if I let myself feel that way again, things would end up the way they did when I was with layla”

“Why couldn't you just tell me that…? We could’ve handled it together”

“I.. thought that if I told you, you wouldn’t wanna be with me anymore. I was…”

He ran a hand through his hair, appearing stressed. He was being vulnerable with you and he wasn’t used to that…opening up to people, especially about Layla. He was really soft at heart and he’s not gonna let anyone catch him being soft…except you of course.

“I didn’t want to scare you away because I really do love you…I- It was stupid, but I promise…I promise I won’t push you away again, I’ll stop leaving, I’ll do anything…I love you”

He puts a hand on your cheek and brushes your messy hair off of your face. Tears swell in his eyes, bringing his forehead to yours. You dont reply and the two of you sit in silence for a few moments, savoring the feeling of being with him again;The way he holds you, just like way he used to before. But you can’t let it go that quickly.

“Just because you said a few words doesn't mean I can just forgive you like that…” You pull away from him and look away. “Sleep on the couch tonight please.” you walk away slowly without another word, taking his hand off of your cheek.

He doesn’t say anything more because he doesn’t want to argue, especially when you're half drunk and you both felt bad enough as it was

You go your separate ways to the couch and the bed. He stares out of the window at the moon, silently cursing Konshu in his mind, feeling the guilt of his absence. You curl up under the sheets in your wine-stained dress, no longer crying, but thinking about if he’s really going to change. Or will it just be an empty promise…

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed ittt. BTWW I’ve been SO obsessed with hotd so I definitely will be posting some Cregan fics😏🙏🏾 As always like and reblog to show supporttt

[epithetemporium]

reguarding the trixie mario kart post,

do you have thoughts for the other characters? like mains/ skill level/ play style that kinda thing

love ur posts sm :3

(Naww thank you <33)

Molly

she WILL hit you with that green shell

especially right before the finish line

in fact all that stored up anger makes her incredibly good at sniping people with items

Molly knows about a few shortcuts but doesn't really use them because she's too worried about ruining her race by failing them

mains Toadette (and Isabelle but technically she isn't really a Mario Kart character but I'll ignore it since she's in the game)

her favorite track is Maple Treeway

Phoenica

She's too nice to use the items

actually she doesn't even really RACE at all, because it's irresponsible to drive a vehicle at these speeds

Feenie tries to apply real world driving laws to Mario Kart

it does not go well

there are no laws in Baby Park, only chaos

She loves the Princess drivers the most and adores the Babies

Uses smart steering

ALWAYS picks Daisy Circuit because of the statues of Luigi and Daisy together (she thinks they're very adorable)

Trixie

as said, she mains Drybones

Trixie knows ALL the important game breaking things. Shortcuts, best item spots, what would theoretically be the best combo, you name it

I think they'd prefer the bikes over the karts

favorite tracks are Coconut Mall (the Mario Kart fandom will understand why), Mushroom Gorge and Boo Lake

has to intentionally play bad so people don't stop playing with her at all

if anyone has a perfect rating in all cups at all speeds it's Trixie

Rick

he's terrible

I don't think he has fully figured out how a race works, even though he was told multiple times

this man right here plays as a Mii racer, you can't change my mind

he likes playing together with Phoenica. They don't race, they just drive around the courses and look at the pretty scenery together

if he ever gets any speed item in the item roulette he will cause chaos

probably drives backwards and against walls as we're speaking

Giovanni

the way he plays makes you think he's really bad at hiding that he lets you win

.....oh wait no, he's actually worse than thought-

he's oddly competitive even though his skills aren't the best but will intentionally play even worse when he knows someone is having a bad day

mostly uses King Boo, Waluigi and Birdo

favorite tracks include: Excitebike Arena, 3DS Neo Bowser City, Waluigi Pinball and Choco Mountain

he also has terrible luck in this game

loses most of his good items to shocks or gets hit over and over again

Sylvie

oh PLEASE he's way too adult for childish games like these

if you invite him over he'll spend the entire day infront of this game, experiencing inhuman joy whenever he gets a top spot, but he'll never admit it

Lorelai

I feel like if anyone were to cheat in Mario Kart it would be her

I'm not even sure how but she probably finds a way

actually this game would be terrible for her she will get so frustrated over this

she sometimes uses tracks like the Rainbow Roads, Rosalina's Ice World and Sky-High Sundae as inspirations for her Dream Bubbles

most likely likes Rosalina and Daisy the most

Zora

she will make your life a living hell here

sometimes she doesn't even drive she just...waits at the line with items....ready to ruin your entire game

she could totally win if she wanted to but she'd have fun in just targeting some player

[auroragehenna]

AI-less Whumptober

Day 13 - Surprise Sunday (Whumpee using themself as bait, defiance, “Take me instead.”)

TW/CW: Team whump, spy whump, recapture, kidnapping, knife whump, knife to throat, manipulative bastard whumper, cheerful whumper, arrogant too, scared whumpee, forced to kneel, forced to beg Word count: 1'094

Usually they didn't cover such offensive missions. They were more trained for undercover and spy work. Yet when their team was a teammate down Whumpee didn't hesitate to agree to the mission. Now they were parcouring over the roofs of the city and camped behind chimnees, always on the lookout for their target. So far it was going smoothly, unnervingly smoothly to be precise. There hadn't even been a sign of their target yet even though they had recieved very clear intel that they would be here, perfect to be engaged. Whumpees usually so perfect focus wasn't so perfect tonight, not anymore. The un-explainable tension in the air made them itchy and the scar across their palm hurt. Tucked behind the wall of a flat roof they rubbed over it, their emotions momentarily taking over and that's when they heard the sound. A strangled yelp. Ice shot across their entire spine as they pulled out their knife and spun around.

Then nearly dropped their knife. They were staring into the grinning face of Whumper. Holding a blade to their teammates neck.

Whumpee dared to exchange one look with their teammate, all as frozen up as they were even if significantly less terrified. Shit, shit, shit!! Whumper hadn't even been their target tonight!

"Teamname, how delightful to see all of you this lovely night. I have been itching for a rematch after our last interaction. Now just on who had you been so focused on that you let your guard down, hm? Anybody?", they asked near cheerfully. Murderous bloodlust just barely hidden underneath the surface. They started to look from person to person, expecting an answer.

"Go to hell! And let Teammate go, you son of a bitch.", Leared roared, even with their volume composed.

Whumper tutted. "Naww, that's really no way to talk to the person holding the adventage in this situation, is it?" They pressed the blade deeper against Teammates neck, the skin underneath already reddened. Whumper's gaze wandered again from Teammate to teammate. Excruciatingly slowly.

Please don't look at me, please don't look at me, please don't look at me! Whumpee was experiencing the beginning of a panic attack most likely. Every nerve in their body screamed at them to RUN. Fast and away as soon as possible. They couldn't-they couldn't. But the sight of the knife being pressed harder against Medic-Teammates throat kept them from attempting to flee. They couldn't leave their friend with that monster. So they stayed, standing and shaking as Whumpers gaze finally found them. Whumpee could see how their eyes went wide in surprise and then narrowed again in sadistic glee.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here. What happened to you little stray kitty. Did you change carreer paths after our time together?", each of their words was laced with malice.

Whumpee flinched heavily at the nickname but tried to fight their words off. Tried to act like it didn't bother them at all. Trying to convince themselves. "Let Medic go, now, and nobody needs to get hurt."

Whumper smiled predatory "Oh but where's the fun in that? Come on, kitty, you know that I quite enjoy it when somebody get's hurt. Don't you? Or have you forgotten our time together?", they ask innocently while simultenously nicking Teammates neck. A drop of blood dribbling down from the blade.

Leader made a heated step towards Whumper but that one simply sent him a warning glare and movement of the blade. "Easy tiger, woulnd't want to lose yet another teammate, right? Besides I'm holding a conversation. Its awfully rude, really." They shifted their gaze back to Whumpee.

Whumpee could also feel the gaze of Leader and their temporary teammates way on them, and they squirmed uncomfortably in their stance. "Let Medic go.", they repeated.

"No."

"Yes."

Whumper laughed. "Why should I?", they asked arrogantly.

Whumpee stared at Whumper. Hopeless. They had no advantage and Whumper would have absolutely no problem killing Medic and the rest of their team. They had no choice, they pressed their eyes closed before looking back at their old torturer. "Take me instead."

The other teammates sucked in a breath in unison. Murmured protests raising.

"Well this is interesting. You would return to me by choice?", they pressed on mockingly.

"Y-yes.", Whumpee confirmed, cursing the shake in their voice. "If you let Medic go right now without causing them or the team any further harm of any kind."

"My, my, little kitty. I admire your cleverness yet...Who exactly told you that you could simply..demand things from me in such a manner? I'm sure you can feel how wrong that is too."

Whumpee paled, their knees buckling worse than before but they tried to hold their ground. "That doesn't matter now. Do we have a deal or not?"

Whumper's hole demeanor shifted to a much more serious one."Oh it very much does matter. See I might consider letting your little friend here live and run but not if you pathetic. little. wet cat. think you can demand things of me." "So, if..you can convince me to take you-damaged goods instead I will consider it."

Whumpee held eye contract with their opponent for as long as they could but then their gaze fell to the floor. With their weak legs it wasn't hard for them to fall to their knees. The gravel digging into their skin. They dropped their head too, having more trouble grinding their newfound and hard-eared defiance into the dirt for what they needed to do. "Please. Whumper, I'm begging you. Let the team go unharmed and take me instead. Please."

Whumper suddenly moved towards the kneeling figure, dragging the trapped Medic with them. When they were in front of Whumpee they purposely kicked dirt and gravel into their face. They flinched but didn't budge. "Very well then.", Whumper decided cheerfully and in the blink of an eye the knife had changed necks.

Whumpee whimpered at the faimilar cold bite of the blade on their throat. They couldn't feel the relief about Medic's safety over their own terror.

"Now then, we shall be taking our leave now. Pleasure doing buisness with you." They nodded politely. "Leader." Before dissapearing fast as they came with the kidnapped Whumpee. They would have fun driving that defiance out of them again.

Taglist: @ailesswhumptober, @yourlocalgaefae33, @princessofhe11, @greatkittencloud, @bisexuawolfsalt

@shattermind-8

[laceymorganwrites]

First time calling you mommy - hcs

MHA edition

Dabi:

to tease you

needless to say it backfires

he fucking refuses to admit that he just wants someone to take care of him

because building intimate relationships just hurts even more, he´s on borrowed time anyway and knowing that he could leave someone behind to mourn him...he doesn´t ever want to put that fate on anyone

so your relationship starts out as playful and casual, no strings attached

but he finds his  way back to you way too often for his own liking, yet he can´t leave

and it´s not because of the sex, it´s because he can actually fucking sleep at night...without the nightmares. he feels safe

´naww, did mommy miss her baby boy?´ he grins when he comes back home one day, hoping to make you feel embarrassed and shy

well. joke´s on him

´so what if I did?´ you smirk, stalking towards him and doing that thing where you just look at his face, so lovingly and trace his scars. his brain seizes to function every damn time

and at that moment he really does realize he wants to be your good boy

Hawks:

when you touch his wings

look, he´s very sensitive and gets attached way too quickly

but with you he feels like that´s okay

like somehow you won´t use it against him

honestly this guy never knew anything but acceleration so for him falling in love is always a whirlwind 

he mostly loses interest quickly though

because as much as he hates to admit it, he gets bored of people easily

mostly because of his trust issues, with you it´s so easy to just fall and never let go

you´re his safe person and he always wants to be by your side

very clingy and touchy but he purrs so fucking much whenever you initiate and just hold him

his wings are a sensitive spot on his body that nobody ever really paid attention too

sure they always looked cool on TV but in privacy, especially when it comes to being intimate, people get grossed out quickly

so when you caress them so casually he is touched beyond words

Keigo always melts at your touch

´please don´t stop, mommy´

Enji:

when you order him around

he´s not stupid, he knows he likes to sub on your first date, how could he not? 

you have such an authoritive air around you, he´s completely smitten with you from the start

not just because it´s so different from his past experiences, but because he finally found what he was looking for, what he´s so scared to put into words

he´s stubborn and embarrassed to have those feelings, to be so dependant on someone, but in the end he opens up and talks to you about it

you find it incredibly cute and admire how shy he can get

listen Enji is the perfect fucking malewife okay?? actual good stay at home dad 

to be very fair he only got that way with your help and a lot of apologizing, realization, reflection and working on himself (and communication after his kids got around and saw he was serious)

´thank you for being patient with me, I don´t know how you do it but you make me feel so safe, for the first time in my life I don´t mind not being in control´

´naww, you wanna call me mommy so bad~´ you tease him because you enjoy his bashfulness a bit too much

and he blushes so hard, averting his eyes and just mumbling: ´w-would you mind that?´

´of course not, I´m into it after all´

Shigaraki:

when you scold him

this man has the weirdest mix of a degration and praise kink

I mean his kinks are on the weird side anyway cause he needs very specific things to actually get it up and cumming is a whole nother thing

but you´re so understanding of this and help him explore, figure out new things

he´s a fucking brat but he´s actually grateful to you even if he has trouble voicing it most of the time

pouty all the time when you´re in public and will cling onto your shirt 

most of the time he´ll hide behind you

he´s so clueless when it comes to initiating anything, be that romantic or sexual, you mostly make the first move but are super proud of him whenever he does get the courage to

but not everything is perfect, because he´s a brat and way too stubborn for his own good 

he just talks back too much, he gets too passionate about stupid things and is easily offended

doesn´t really get angry with you, just because he doesn´t know how to

he has a lot of anger stored in him, but it´s directed at the world, not at you

it´s rare these days that you have off days where it´s just the two of you and he´s annoyed by it all, it´s all pent up so he ends up making a few too many petty and cruel remarks

´if you keep acting like a little bitch I can just leave´ you say sternly, hands on your hips

he actually shuts up for once and looks at you with big eyes, almost crying 

´I´m sorry mommy, please don´t be mad at me´

Overhaul:

when you praise him

he´s so cute and proud to be with you

Kai´s never been interested in pursuing romance, the whole concept disgusted him

but then he met you

you were the head of another family (A/N: actually writing a fic abt that) and worked with him on a few occasions

you were the only person he felt like he could trust business wise, he had a lot of respect for you and admired you deeply

over time he realized that you were incredibly beautiful as well, he just couldn´t take his eyes off you

it got annoying when he couldn´t stop thinking about you

he never thought you´d like him back but that didn´t matter to him

he wanted to get rid of his pesky feelings and asked you to take a walk with him after work

your relationship progressed slowly and therefore you always felt safe with him and he with you

eating together, moving together and having sex or even cuddling and kissing all took a lot of time for him but he´s very glad to be making his first experiences with you

you felt bad at first that he did the most cleaning and cooking but over time you accepted that he didn´t view it as a chore but simply needed it for his well being

´you did so well today, baby. I´m really proud of you. You´re so beautiful, you know that?´ you smile after a longer and rougher session

Kai´s still in a blissful state and smiles back at you, his eyes glimmering with love

´yeah? I´m really happy I can make you happy, mommy. Because you make me so happy too´

[vsakaa-fanfiction-drawings-hcs]

(I... cannot be stopped atm 😆)

Naww, this is a nice one- I promise. Our little spider is getting ready for a date!

TW: Swearing.

"Chawlie! Open this door right now! It's an emergency!" cried Angel, banging on the other's door with haste. "Come on, now's not the time to be fucking around!". The door opened a while later, the blonde princess rubbing her eyes.

"Angel... I was nap- ah!" she yelped, as the spider pushed into her room and began pacing.

"Shut up. Right, as you know- I've got a date tonight, but- I've got nothing to wear!". Vaggie yawned as she sat up in bed, watching Angel and Charlie.

"Dude, you seriously burst in here about a date?". Angel glared at Vaggie, before hugging himself.

"I put this on" he uttered, gesturing to the rather sexy dress he was currently wearing, before sighing. "But he doesn't want me in it... said some bullshit about dressing how I want to. This is how I want to! I don't-". Charlie, who had woken up slightly and now understood what was going on, walked over and gently grabbed Angel's hand.

"Is it though? We've seen how happier you are when you're covered up, maybe that's what Husk means?". Angel chewed his lip, before pulling away and looking to the floor.

"Maybe... I dunno, but I ain't got the goods... Val- I'm not allowed to own stuff like that". Charlie swallowed down the building rage at that, before smiling.

"Well then, time to go shopping!" she exclaimed, grabbing a brush so she could sort out her hair. "Give us a couple of minutes to get ready, Angel". Angel blinked, clearly confused. Shopping?

"Ughhhh, really babe? Can't this wa-" started Vaggie, cutting herself off when Charlie gave her the stare. "Ah... pparently not...". Sigh. "You're lucky I love you so much".

"Wait wait, what's going on?" asked the spider, gasping when he was ushered out the room. "Hey... I'm talking here".

"Can't have you watching us change" remarked Charlie, shocked when that elicited a slight blush from the other, before chuckling and shutting the door. A few minutes later, it reopened and out stepped the pair- all dressed and ready to go.

"Took ya long enough" mumbled Angel, hugging himself again; back to wearing his normal clothes. Poor boy, he seemed so worried and anxious.

"Well, someone was upset with their hair" replied Charlie, smiling again.

"Hey, this bow has to sit perfectly" answered Vaggie, rolling her eye.

"Anyway, let's go! To the shops! To find you the perfect date outfit!" declared the demon princess, clapping her hands before dragging Angel down the hall in her excitement.

"Ah! Fucking- where are we going?" cried Angel, stumbling from the shock. Vaggie sighed and followed closely behind, eventually making it to the front and holding the door open.

"Shopping!" sang Charlie, bursting through the door with the spider in tow. "Now, what type of thing do you really wish to wear?" she asked, finally letting go of the poor arachnid.

"Uh... " replied Angel, tugging his glove back on. "Whatcha mean? I like to wear whatever".

"What did you wear up there?".

"Oh, um... suits? I've got a gimp su- ah!" exclaimed Angel, as he found himself being escorted once again. "Chaw-".

"Suits! Oh my Satan, that's perfect!" said Charlie, rushing down the street with Vaggie running after her.

"Wait up, Babe, and maybe let go of Angel? He's gonna end up falling over at this rate". However, Charlie was far too focused in her mission to notice this- as she continued to race down the street. Suddenly she screeched to a halt, outside a quaint little shop and squealed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Angel sighed, spreading his stance wide to stop himself from tumbling from the sudden stop, before running a hand through his hair.

"Fucking hell, princess... you've got some lungs on ya" he remarked, smirking as Vaggie appeared in the distance. "Ya left your girlfriend in the dust".

"Can we take a moment?" asked Vaggie, eyeing Charlie who was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. "Oh, in here?".

"In here!" yelped Charlie, once more grasping dear Angel.

"Fuck-!".

"Oh, Augustus?" called Charlie, blinking when Angel hissed at her and pulled away.

"Did you just hiss?".

"No, anyway- can ya stop just dragging me? It's kinda annoying, Toots".

"Sorry, sorry sorry- but just you wait!" exclaimed Charlie, her eyes twinkling as a horned demon stepped out from the curtains.

"My Satan, I haven't seen you in a while, Princess. How's the suit holding up? Didn't I tell ya red suited you?" said the other, tilting his head 180°. "My my, I take it you're not here on just a friendly visit this time?".

"Augustus, I love my suit, and I was wondering if you had anything for my dear friend Angel!" chirped the Princess, shoving the spider towards the other demon.

"Ah! Would you knock it orf?" hissed Angel, brushing himself down. "Sup, sugar, got anything for these legs? I'm prime real estate, babe".

Blink "Angel. Dust. A star in my shop? Well now, this is a surprise".

"I'd say the real surprise is that you know him".

"Vaggie, babe, everyone knows me".

"Hmm, I might have something. I cater to all shapes and sizes, I'll return" informed Augustus, disappearing behind the curtain again.

"I'll be here" cooed Angel, glancing at Charlie. "Oi, royalty or not- I'll fucking smack ya one if you keep grabbing and dragging, got it?".

"Sorry, I'm just so excited for you! You're going on a real date, with someone who isn't an abusive jerk! I'm happy for you, Angel... plus, Augustus is going to make you look amazing!". Angel swallowed at Charlie, shocked by her words.

"You're happy for- well, that don't excuse being tugged around".

Nod. "Sorry".

"... you're happy for me?".

"Of course, Angel... I've seen what that Valentino guy has done to you, and how different you are with Husk".

"Yep, you light up when you see him, dude" said Vaggie, crossing her arms.

"I do?" asked Angel, blushing slightly, before jumping when Augustus burst through the curtains.

"I have it!! The perfect suit" he cried, holding up a plain white three piece. "Slip this on, and it'll do wonders!". Angel stared at the blank canvas, frowning, before getting nudged by a certain someone.

"Trust me on this" she uttered, grinning when the spider took the garment with an eye roll.

"White... okay, that's new- but I'm trusting ya Princess" he mumbled, starting to get changed.

"Oh deary me, no! Over there, over there" worried Augustus, ushering the arachnid towards a changing cubicle.

"Huh? Oh, I thought I just- okay, okay, I'm going!".

Charlie sighed, holding Vaggie's hand. "He just- right in front of everyone".

"Probably isn't allowed privacy, babe".

"So... uh, ta da?" questioned Angel, as he stepped out in complete white. "I... I like the fit?".

Squeal. "Angel! It looks amazing!! But you haven't seen the best part!!" stated Charlie, being hushed by Augustus.

"You'll ruin the fun" he said, smirking at Angel. "Now, think of a colour my dear boy".

"Huh? A colour? What is this, fucking- tell my fortune? Why would I-" started Angel, stopping when he spotted Charlie. "Okay, okay- think of a colour...". Unbeknownst to him, as Angel was thinking, the suit began to change in hue- to a deep hot pink with black accents. He looked gorgeous! "Maybe... why are you staring at me like that, Char?".

Vaggie pointed to a mirror with a smirk, watching as the spider turned and gasped. "Holy. Fuck. I- I-" he stuttered, tears welling up after a short while. For the first time, in a long time, he liked the reflection that was gazing back. He liked the outfit. The colour. The person in that mirror wasn't a cock-sucking whore, it was someone about to go on a date. "Magic suits, huh? Now that's sexy" he chirped, slipping his mask back on and turning to everyone. Pose. "I look so fuckable! Yeah, baby".

Augustus chuckled, clapping. "Now now, I wouldn't say that. But this pink certainly suits you, brings out your facial features".

"Angel!!" yelled Charlie, who's voice had finally recovered from the shock, as she rushed over and hugged her friend. "You look so handsome! Husk is going to love it!".

"Uh... thanks doll" uttered Angel, petting Charlie's head as he looked back at the mirror. Small smile. "Thanks for everything".

[dojeoies]

OMG YOUR BLOG AND MOODBOARDS ARE SO PRETTY🙆‍♀️💕

NAWW giggling n gnawing my fist rn you are TOO NICE THANK YOU 😞🫶🫶 YOURS TOO EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR BLOG IS SO PERFECT

[cookiegirlsstuff]

hi i saw ur post asking for a request so here i am lol 💞

I just would like a fic with lee taehyung and ler jungkook because i lovee

Taehyung draws on Jungkook's face while he's sleeping so jungkook takes revenge

A prank goes wrong

Lee: Taehyung

Ler: Jungkook

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It was that time again. It was one of those days when Taehyung was in a very mischievous mood. He wanted to prank his members and right now he was thinking about who would be the best victim.

Jin? No, he would just complain about Taehyung being annoying.

Yoongi? Definitely not! No explanation needed.

Hobi? Too good at revenge.

Najoon? No, he was already stressed enough.

Jimin? Probably not. He had already pranked Jimin yesterday.

So there was only one left: the maknae Jungkook

Taehyung couldn't resist the temptation as he watched Jungkook sleeping peacefully on the couch. The youngest member of BTS had dozed off after a long day of practicing for their upcoming performance. Taehyung smirked mischievously as he grabbed a pack of colorful markers, his mind buzzing with ideas.

Carefully, Taehyung approached Jungkook with silent steps, making sure not to wake him up. He sat down next to the sleeping maknae and started to draw on his face with the markers. Taehyung drew silly faces, hearts, and even wrote 'Taehyung was here' on Jungkook's forehead.

Once he was satisfied with his work, Taehyung sat back and admired his masterpiece. But he didn't have much time to revel in his triumph as Jungkook stirred in his sleep. Taehyung quickly scrambled away and hid in his room.

Jungkook groggily opened his eyes and rubbed them, still half-asleep. As he got up to stretch, he noticed that something felt off on his face. He walked over to a nearby mirror and froze when he saw the colorful drawings all over his face.

'TAEHYUNG!' Jungkook yelled, turning his head back and forth in search of the culprit. But Taehyung was nowhere to be seen. Jungkook groaned in frustration, knowing that Taehyung had probably hidden.

After cleaning his face, Jungkook plotted his revenge. He had already come up with the perfect revenge plan. As he quietly entered Taehyung's room, he saw his hyung watching something on his phone. Perfect, Jungkook thought.

He sneaked up quietly before jumping on Taehyung with a yell and pushing him into the bed.

"Jungkook - ah what are you doing?" asked Taehyung, trying to sound surprised but having a hard time not laughing.

"I'll take revenge!" Jungkook smiled and showed his bunny teeth.

"For what?" replied Taehyung with a smug grin.

"Hmm, let me think about it…." said Jungkook, making a serious face while pinning Taehyung's arms above his head.

“Then I'll give your memory a little help,” Jungkook said and both lads made their hands like claws as they were inching towards his hyung.

His eyes widened and he started thrashing around like his life was dependent on it.

“Are you okay Tae? You seem scared” the younger one, asked as his hand made contact with the soft skin of his tumy and started clawing there like crazy.

Taehyung immediately started laughing and desperately tried to escape. He hadn't been tickled in a while and had almost forgotten how ticklish he was.

"I was peacefully sleeping in the living room. But then you brat came", Jungkook began the story telling.

"And you drew on my beautiful young face," he continues the story while tickling Taehyung's sides.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” he only cried in laughter and he was trying to pull his arms down but it was useless. Jungkook was too strong and the tickles make him even weaker.

"That wasn't so nice of you Kim Taehyung!" laughed Jungkook.

“Ihihihi- I am sorryhyhyhy” Taehyung managed to say.

"You really think that a small sorry is enough to get away from my punishment?" Jungkook asked.

"Jungkook - ahaha please," Taehyung begged, giggling.

"Let me think about it….no," the maknae said and started the tickle attack again.

“Naww little Taehyungie is weak for tickles. How cute~” Jungkook cooed at the older wiggling his small but very skilled fingers in the hollows of his underarms leaving a tingly and ticklish sensation at the skin.

“JUNGKOOK - AH ENOHOHOUGH!” V fell into screaming laughter, thrashing around as his sweet spot was being tortured mercilessly.

"No, not yet," Jungkook decided and moved to the older boy's ribs.

"Let's play something", he said with a lovely smile. But for Taehyung he looked like a pure devil in this moment.

"Let's play rib counting," laughed Jungkook.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA KOHOHOHOHOHOKIE NOHOHOHOHO” Taehyung shrieked Taehyung.

But of course the bunny, mean as always, didn't listen to Tae's helpless begging.

"1....2....3....4....5....6", Jungkook counted.

“NOHOHOHOHO KOHOHOHOHOHOKIE I’M REAHAHALLY SOHOHOHOHOHORRY” Taehyung laughed.

"7....8....9....10....11....12. Exactly 12", Jungkook giggled as he finished the tickling finally.

After that, Jungkook placed Taehyung on his lap and put on a movie as they both enjoyed some ramen.

Eventually, his hyung fell asleep while leaning into the bunny, who gave a smile as he thought:

*Maybe I should tickle him more often*

And with that both of them fell asleep.

Thanks for your request! I had so much fun to write it and I hope you'll like it 😉 thank you even more because I was really bored and needed some inspiration for what to write 💜

[ticklish-n-stuff]

THIS IS WARRRR

What if you and chuuya were getting back from a PM mission, and you were both playfully fighting with each other, exchanging a few lighthearted teasing insults, though you started it. Chuu could see right through your words, he knew exactly what you were doing~ Of course, he waited til you got home…

You continue your bickering until you really put the nail in the coffin~ “Ya know what, your hat looks so dumb, and I bet even Dazai knows that a Fedora is too much, especially on you!” You say, and that’s the moment he decides to end this..

“What?! you think that mackerel has better fashion than me?! I look way better than him- Get over here!” You squeal as he chases you around the house, until suddenly, he taps you on the shoulder, continuing to stand there as you keep running…although it feels like you’re not getting anywhere….Shit.

In all your giddiness, you forgot he could control gravity. He slowly takes your hands above your head with one hand, his other arm wrapping around your waits to keep you close. “So you think you’re slick huh~? Is what you said true~?” You shake your head wildly, already grinning. “No? Heh…Thought so! I can see right through you, so I guess I’ll give you what you want…” His fingers on your waist slowly curl into your side, but don’t do anything else. Just sitting there. He whispers teasingly, “…Eventually~!” He nuzzles into your neck, but once again does nothing, his fingers now ghosting all over your torso until you can’t take the anticipation.

“Chuhuuyaa-! Plehease just do ihit alreheady-!” You giggle.

“Do what~?” He asks feigning innocence, he was really gonna make you ask for it, which made you go bright red~

“Juhust- Juhust tickle meheHEHEHE- CHUHUHUYAHAHA-!” As soon as you say it, he digs into your ribs, and nuzzles into your neck, making you burst into a giggle fit! You can’t even squirm away as he whispers sweet teases in your ear~ “Naww, looks like I win this time, your giggles are the perfect reward for my victory~!”

AKWHDKAHKEHAJDHAJ OMGF RANDO!!!!!!

CHUUYA WHYY!!! NOT THE HUBBY🫣🫣🫣😳😳😳

[avinturin]

NAWW MAN HEAR ME OUT CUZ I CANT STOP THINKING ABT IT DIEMFKSK

I NEED MATT REEVES TO HIRE ADRIEN BRODY AS JONATHAN CRANE LIKE

PLS PLS PLSSS

i just finished watching The Jacket and Detachment AND BROOOO HES PERFECT 😩😩

it could LITERALLY start off as it did in the comics with him teaching a uni class and getting fired

LIKE PLS I CAN TOTALLY SEE ADRIEN BRODY NAILING THIS!!!

[howyouloveyourdragon]

(i'm already thinking of making them for my own personal use to make modern au chats with ai easier but this will tell me whether i make them public instead of private :) )

I HAVE ALSO NEVER MADE AN AI BEFORE SO BE WARNED THEY MIGHT NOT BE PERFECT BUT I WILL TRY

[gingerisaspice]

i see the cut pokemon red/green sprite sheets and im like....and tbf the only reason im like this is bcs i had played them when i was lilterally 4-5....but those dont at all seem real 2 me like. they were not in the game at any point in development no way...ur lying. they had the perfect roster right out of the gate....camann naww no wayy