#oh my god im embaressed

[aloeverabagel]

I went om a quick walk to the takeaway shop down the road and My cat followed me for half of it, and then decided to hide in some bushes till I got back to walk home with me

And so on my way back u spotted my cat and said, very loudly in a sweet baby voice, "hello beautiful!!"

And a woman who was outside glared at me until she noticed my cat and then just nodded-

I think she thought I was cat calling her

BuT I WAS CAT CALLING MY CAT-

[sketchy-tour]

Genuinely, I wonder if my fear of being seen as annoying by commissioning oc x canon is silly or not.

I always get so actually worried that the person I'm commissioning will think I'm weird or if it's an artist who's in the fandom with me I get all worried they probably already draw a lot of oc x canon of the character i like and maybe they're tired of it

How many times can one artist draw Wally Darling kissing a bunch of different ocs before they hate it? Dksjfjkskdjd

[bitchfendi]

ever since i started going back to therapy ive been getting in tune with my emotions but that also means that when i hear certain songs i get flashbacks to TheDarkEra

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about how fast logans hair grows and how naturally thick and shiny it is (lucky fuck) and while it started as something small, Wade mentioning how fluffy it is when tuffed out.

"Guess you're gonna cut it then?"

But his voice is kind of hoping he doesn't. It's not hard to tell either. Wade can't hide his adoration for Logan. He's never been able too. (And probably never will)

"Mmh.. Nah." Is all his says, but the brightness in Wade's eyes is everything.

He lets Wade take care of it. He lets him completely groom him, wash him, condition it, oil it, braid it, try different looks on him, like blowouts and curls. It makes him wonder how he knows these things. I mean, he's bald.

But he wasn't always bald, right? Duh. Vanessa mentions something about him doing her hair sometimes, helping her curl it and would help put her curlers in, etc.

It makes him wonder why he doesn't have an actual set. Why doesn't he get one glued or professionally put in. Cancer patiants got fake hair all the time, so what was the problem? It's not like they didn't have enough cash to pay for an installation.

As it gets longer, Wade is obsessed, showing it off and bragging how beautiful he is. He likes to drag his fingers through it, pull on it COUGH, pet him.

And don't get me wrong, Logan doesn't mind much, but it's getting a little too long than he likes. So much so that Gabby has started joking that Laura and him look the same. This isn't his issue, though. The problem is that it's touching his back in a way that makes him feel like someone is touching him. The curls at the ends brushing against his shoulder blades and makes his body hair raise from sensory.

Logan tilts his head, laying on the couch with Wade on his chest watching some trash tv.

".. Im gonna cut my hair later."

"What?"

"It's too long for me." He says.

"Oh... okay." Who was wade to tell him what to do with his body? Esspecially when he was engaged to a stripper. It would be hypocritical.

Before Logan leaves, Wade blows him a kiss. "Bye bye beautiful."

"Heh. Thanks."

"I was talking to those lushious locks, but you too gorgeous."

Logan rolls his eyes, scoffing softly, but stops.

"Change your mind?"

".... you were jealous of other yous hair... why don't you... you know?"

Wade blinks. "...well... wolvie.. when a daddy cancer and a mommy cancer-"

"That's not what I meant. I mean.. they have hair that you can glue on, right? Or.. does this universe not have that?"

"It does. I just... feels weird. You know? Itchy. And hurts. And.."

"You don't have to explain. So.. do you like clips or something??"

"...whyy?" He asks, becoming skeptical.

"Nothing.. just curious." Logan mumbled, leaving ".. Bye."

"See ya 'just curious'."

____

When he finally does return to the apartment, his kitty ears are clean, leaving his hair a bit thicker than when they met but not long enough to surpass his ears or chin.

From the kitchen, Wade whistles. "Well, Hello, sailor! Where's my husband? Whos this hot tom cat?"

Logan blushes, embaressed. Keeping his hand behind his back as he hugged him when glomped out of excitment. It wasn't uncommon for Wade to do this. To kiss the shit out of him when he got home, but the way he pulled at his lapels made him chuckle, pulling away.

"Okay okay, wait wait. I got something for you."

"Clip ins?" He asks, gasping softly and lit up when presented with a small box. "Oooh!! Presents! Peanut you shouldn't have!"

He shrugs. "Yeah.. well.. you liked it too much to not."

Pausing, Wade stares up at him with a sparkle in his eyes. "...You..."

Logan nods. Instantly, he begins to rip open the box, smiling widely before squealing. "Oh my god! Loagie!! Is this why you took forever? I thought you got lost on the way there or something..."

"Oh, I did, but.. that's besides the point."

"How much did these even cost to make?" He asks, looking at them fondly as he checks the quality.

"Don't worry about it. They're nice aren't they? I was actually shocked I could find someone to do it so quickly."

"Yeah! Its almost as if the writer is super lazy and didnt even research the process or how long it takes to make these! Oh- but...How am I going to wear them? You have to clip them. I can't really clip them to my scalp." Wade mutters, pouting.

Immediately, Logan frowns. "Oh shit.. I..i guess I didn't think about that. I thought you.."

Wade giggles. "I'm just kidding! Ill go clip them. I got a wig that'll look perfect with this!" He smiles, giddy as he runs away.

Logan grins, watching how excited and happy he was. Sighing, he glanced at the food Wade was starting to make, picking up where he left off.

____

"Sooo.. what do you think?"

Turning around, Logan smirks, eyes softening at the pure joy on his face. They fit perfectly into his already existing wig, making it thicker and shiny, soft and the it flowed the way real hair would.

"Ta-da!" He giggles. "And watch!!" He shakes his head around, flipping his hair and posed a few times. "I tried the halo extentions before, and they flew off! But they stay!"

"Yeah?" He asks, leaning back against the counter, so lovingly looking at the pure glitters in his excited eyes.

"Yeah!! Isn't it so cute? And its so soft!"

"And water resistant." He comments. "Soooo you like'em?"

"Yes!!! Of course I love them! And I love you." He comes to logan, hoping up as he grabs him, pulling him up to kiss him agaisnt the counter. Between kisses, giggles, groans and affectious compliments, Al crossed her arms, sitting at the table.

"Really? In front of my salad??.. nasties.."

[kurikurikur1]

you all loved my choso fic, so here's catboy/half-cat!choso (who'll ill refer to as just catboy) as a late christmas gift <3

sfw/nsfw:; RATED-R, masterbation, overstimulation, sub!choso, praise kink—etc.

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Catboy!choso, who is obsessed with how your soft hands touch him. He loves your touch, his ears twitching—purring loudly as you scratch in-between his ears, the pad of your thumb caressing the line over his nose, his eyes dilated close when your hand comes lower to the bottom of his chin, stroking the skin softly, he leans in, licking the side of your hand affectionately as his shifty eyes stare at you—satisfied.

Catboy!choso who's a little flirtatious here and there—his tail curling around you slightly whenever you two pass by, or how his eyes intentionally shift to show that he needed some pets—ended up giving you a sultry glare that you called him out on, he squirms—his knuckles and cheeks burn up a pink hue, blush dusting over them clearly.

catboy!choso, who doesn't want to be a burden and helps as much as he could when he sees you working or doing a chore—his polite smiles and slightly capable hands move over to finish sweeping the floor for you—or how he tries to tell you that he could help doing your work—oh well, he's learning.

catboy!choso, when needy, and clingy (and perhaps showing signs that he's in heat), climbs on your lap and whines out: "want pets. Please." ears down and his head pressing against the side of your chest, trying to indulge much of you as he can before you finally give in and give him the scratches he deserves.

—nsfw under the cut >☆`

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catboy!choso, during his heat, lying on the soft and comfy sheets with you—shows signs of his clear situation, humping your side needly as he let out a string of whines, cheeks now red-hot while his face is scrunched, cock throbbing hard with need to breed you and stuff your cunt full of his cum—dripping out of your sweet pussy. His cat tail wraps around your leg letting out a couple of thrusts, trying to mimic the motion of thrusting into you, he just can't help it, you're so irresistible.

catboy!choso who's scared he'll get lectured when he hears you wake up, arms still hugging your waist as he slows down his pace, instead lightly grinding against your ass—an alarm goes off, an alarm you set for the right timing of when choso's in his heat. Poor little boy, you'll definitely punish him when he grinds on you without your permission.

Catboy!choso—who, to his surprise, you actually don't scold him, being used to his heat and the multiple times hes filled you with his seed, you didn't mind his needy behavior of wanting to breed you.

Catboy!choso, he begs—"please, please— let me breed you...p- please, baby.."

he whines, you groggily sit up in the plush bed, your pussy secretly throbbing in excitement—you tell him to sit up as well—Catboy!choso who is obedient, follows your orders, sitting up beside you as he pulls down his loose pajamas, revealing his pulsating cock, painfully needs relief—the tip angry, turning red. He whines again—"I- Im sorry- I- I just couldn't help myself-" he apologizes erratically, his hands playing with his fingers as he looked down—embaressed.

after a few call backs on telling him it's nothing to be ashamed of and its normal—getting him by saying you didn't mind and liked taking care of his 'problem', a few minutes go by and you're on your back, shirt pulled up not enough to take it off you but to reveal your soft breasts, bouncing at his every thrust as a sweaty, naked Catboy!choso, desperately shoving his large cock inside your tight hole, trying to feel all of you as his eyes threatened to drop a tear from the overwhelming pleasure.

he whimpers—"a -am I doing g-good? p- please tell me I- I'm doing good baby I-" he grunts as your squishy cunt clenches tight around veiny cock, swallowing his dick even deeper just enough so his tip overworking hard pushing out all its pre-cum hitting the cervix of your pussy, god he could cry right now from how good your cunt feels, Catboy!choso swears that your cunt is so tight that he can almost taste it.

he cums instantly when you praise him—"you're doing soooo good cho.." with that soft cock-drunk smile on your face—his creamy white seed filling every crevice of your plush, pink-pussy walls, painting your insides white as he actually lets out a stream of tears at the intense orgasm, trying to urgently catch more as he tries to shove, stuff you with more of him by fucking his cum inside you deeper, letting out blabbered confessions out his mouth that he didn't even mean to say out to you—words that would leave him shy and bashful, his eyes widened further when he felt your cum bursting all over his cock, your soft controlled moans right in his ear, the feeling too much as he cums another load into you, cock vigorously overstimulated.

≈{˘time skipミ☆

"t- thank you..thank you.. thank you.." he whispers softly, cheeks slightly tinted as he hugs your tired form from all the breeding you both had done last night, kissing the side of your neck as he tries to come even closer to you. "B- baby.."

"I think my heat's not o- over yet-"

hello! Merry Christmas i hope you all are doing well<3, i think i went overboard with my details here- I do not own the mdni but owner told no need credit was okay♡! Please go support: @arminsumi! Some info here and there—If you wanna be tagged on my next fic or any other character's fic, please go ahead and dm me privately for it or simply comment so you can be on the taglist:) happy holidays everyone<3

ps. freaked out i thought i deleted my draft 😭

[grugruel]

The Game

Pairing: Silco x f!reader

Masterlist

Summary: You and Silco like to keep things interesting by playing a game. Its your turn now, heat flares and tempers rise.

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: Established relationship, hints of smut, brief choking, mentioned degrading, tension? Elutions to sub!dom!silco towards the end.

I throw the doors to The Last Drop open, making my grand entrance.

Smoke billows out through the opening, it curls around my vision as it mixes with the impure air of Zaun and all heads in the club turn toward me.

An uscher of whispers rumble through the crowd and the music suddenly halts. A mans low whistle can be heard ringing out through the crowd, aswell as the consequent "ow" and "hush" as the man next to him elbows him in the side, giving him a stern look in warning.

I was off limits to everyone but one man, and that was considered common knowledge in Zaun.

I take a step inside, smiling devilishly, approving of the general public reaction.

I let the doors slam shut behind me, welcoming the familiar embrace of the murky, green tinted darkness of the club as it envelopes me. I gaze around the room, searching for him.

I am counting on him to be in his office already, as It was a crucial part of my plan for dramatic effect. And when married to a man like him, one couldnt help but look for him in every room you enter.

All that im met with though, is an array of mixed emotions, smiles, glances and a bunch of wide eyed men and women. The crowd was divided between those who, had they not know was good for them, would hollar and applaud my confidence or those who would be scared half to death and couldnt even dare throw a glance my way.

Most bastards, however. Had already let their slack-jawed chins hit the floor at the first sight of me, and oh . . . was I a vision to behold.

Everyone already knew who I was of course, my antics were not news to them, neither were the fact that I am wife to the infamouse Eye of Zaun.

So to explain the situation, Silco and I ha'd been playing a fun little game for some time, just to spice things up. We set two rules of outmost importance, no matter what, we had to follow them.

1. Prizes asked for must be given.

2. Revenge is always permitted.

Meaning whoever manages to outdo the others previous actions in boldness, audacity, mischief etc, wins whatever prize they desire from the other and whatever we did to challenge the other, we could always retaliate however we wanted and those asks had to be met

Usually when it was Silcos turn, he'd experiment, try something new, take me in the hall, in an alley, where anyone could see. Just for the thrill if it, because we can, because who would question him?

But as of late, work has been stressing him and hes been using me. He makes a public display out of me, showing everyone just who I belong to. A power play, of course, reinforcing his claim on me and putting on a show of his brazen nature as for Zaun not to forget who he is.

And he'd do it all with a ravenous gleam in his eye, enjoying every second of my embaressment. But god help any man who makes a remark or even looks at you the wrong way.

And since he has a reputation to uphold, an image to keep clean, being the crimeboss that he is, I had never been allowed to play our game in any type of crowded setting. He needed to be respected and more imporantly, feared. Meaning he could not be put into conpromising positions publicly. Privately was a whole nother situation.

But today, that would be coming to an end. I'd been forced to accept the situation since this whole thing came about, but he needed a reminder of who he married. Although I do not have as important of a position as him, my life did not begin when we married. I was someone before him and I am my own person still.

Blinded by love, and lust. I've let him do whatever he wants to me and although that can be a welcome notion betwix the sheets, it is not when he needs to make an example of someone, not anymore.

Sevika stood leaned against the stairrailings, watching my plan unfold, eyes wide. She sprung into action, ripping the jacket off the shoulders from the unsuspecting man next to her and rushes to cover me up.

She knows you're not the kind of woman who listens to anyone who tells you what to do, with the exception being Silco. And knowing she'd get hell from the man himself if she did anything else than try, she tries.

I reject the jacket of course, gently pushing her away from me. I clasp my hands behind me back and walk slowly towards the bar with her shadowing closely behind me in hope of hiding something from the crowd.

She lowers her head to my height, leaning closer to my ear, a shudder runs through me "He wont be happy" she snarles.

"I know" I answer nonchalantly. And a ghost of a smile flashes over her lips as she shakes her head and turns around, sighing.

I sit down on one of the stools by the bar, watching her as she makes her way upstairs. I order a whiskey and take a look around the room once again, noting all the stares.

"Cmon folks, he'll be down in a minute and you know better than to stare. Get back to it." I say in a low chuckle and they do just that, knowing the truth of my words.

Minutes later Sevika comes back down, she throws me a warning glance that tells me "not in the mood" and a new feeling begins to fester within me, uncertainty. I already knew he'd be cross when I schemed my little plan up, that was foreseen. But now?

I had no time to think of the consequences, because another set of footsteps could be heard a few paces behind her, slow and deliberate. He was already punishing me and I've yet to lay my eyes on him. My stumache flitters despite myself, longing to see how this plays out. Turbulence was to be excpected, but the rewards would be gratifying.

The crowd seems to have heard the destinctive sounds of Silcos footsteps aswell, as their attention turn toward the stairs.

Through the gloom of the lowly lit, smoke filled room, the glowing red of his cigar lights up his features, giving an earie glow to his eye. He looks mightly unimpressed, inhaling a puff of smoke his eyes scan the crowd, eventually settling on my form. Clad in nothing more than the crimson red lingerie that he bought me. He was already incredibly annoyed that you would compromise him like this, but seeing you in the set that he stressed were for his eyes only truly set him ablaze on the inside.

I swiwel the barstool so that I face him completley, the bartender slides my drink toward me and I grab it as I lean back against the bar, forearms supporting me. A pleased expressions washes over my face, this was a serious matter. But I should gloat whilst I still can.

He glares at me for a minute, the club is so silent you could hear peoples breathing, very shallow, careful breaths as they try to avoid catching his attention and possibly turning his displeasure onto themselves.

He takes in my appearance, looking me up and down. Sevika had not known the ordeal of this specific set of lingerie, so she had not conveyed its importance to him.

His patience usually wears thin, but seeing me in the lingerie he clearly told me were for him makes his blood boil.

Turbulence stirs within him, feeling incredible annoyance at your clear disobediance, but also a tinge of impatience to punish you especially since you did look brutally ravishing.

And as if his hair sences his stress, a greying strand of his magnificent hair falls over his eye. He sighs deeply, gathering himself before taking action, he catches the runaway strand by combing his free hand through his hair, placing it perfectly back with the rest.

He moves the hand holding his cigar, wafting it back and forth dismissively as he turns toward the people, adressing them "Avert you eyes ladies and gentlemen, that is my wife." he orders.

"Go ahead, leave, scram, flee." He makes a dramatic shooing gesture and announciates the last word, then taking another drag of his cigar.

He turns to Sevika "Make sure they understand that they did not see anything, then leave you too. No one is to be let in." she nods and posts herself by the door.

The people flock toward the exit, creating a bottleneck effect. Carefully, eagerly even, they follow Silcos directions reinforced by Sevika. They did not need to be told twice, they had already forcibly forgotten the incident and had no intention on stickning around to challenge his temper.

As the last of the crowd have left and the doors slam shut behind Sevika, its only the two of us left, so I stand to make my way to him.

"Stay." Silco says coldly, eyes snapping to me. A shiver runs through my body, I sit back down, crossing my legs, anticipation lining my senses as I smile at him.

We hold eachothers gaze "I missed you" I say.

"So I see" he responds, striding closer, one painstakingly slow step at a time and when hes finally close enough to touch I reach out to him, taking the lining of his tie between my fingers, softly tracing it down his chest, stopping at his vest button to undo it.

He snatches my wrist, holding it closer to him, inhaling the scent of my perfume, loving the way it mixes with the cigar smoke. He kisses my wrist before pinning it to the bar-counter behind me.

Not so easily discouraged, I lean closer to him in an atempt to steal a kiss off of those ruthless lips. I let my eyes fall shut and lean further in until I feel his breath on my skin as I've done so many times before. Heat flashes through me as I imagine the taste of him being less than a mere second away, but my expectations fall short as im met by the the savour of his cigar instead.

"Tsk tsk tsk" he shakes his head "Surely you wouldnt dream it to be this easy my dear?" His tone mocking.

I scoff in pretend defeat as I take the cigar from him, taking a drag and leaning back against the counter again. "I was only teaching you a lesson, husband." I sigh.

"Oh" he exclaims, his demeanor unclear. A mix of entertainment and frustration evidens in his voice "You're teaching me a lesson hmm?" His gaze hardens and an frustrated smile forms on his lips as he awaits my response.

"Naturally."

A gleam of irritation lights in his eye, he takes the whiskey from my hand, studying it carefully as if planning his next move. He takes a slow sip, "So.." he begins, carefully phrasing his words, "Would you like to tell me how come? Because frankly, my dear. Im at a loss here." Agitation evident in his tone.

"Truly?" I question, not sure if he actually wants me to answer that. "I love this little game of ours, it can be... Oh so thrilling" I sigh in reminiscence, thinking back to past adventurez when we've enjoyed eachothers rueful challenges.

"But I do not enjoy to be used as someones puppet, not even yours. You've turned this wonderful game of ours into a show of your power, using me. So, I wanted to teach you a lesson." I repeated myself, nonchalantly.

His gaze bores into my own, furious at your choice of handling the situation, but even more so because theres truth in your words. "I have a reputation." He spits the last word, "How will I be respected if I cannot controll my own woman?" He asks, frustrated.

I sneer, "You forget yourself Silco." Theres venom in my tone, "I may not be known as "The Industrialist" but I have a reputation of my own and it is time I reminded you of it. Zaun will not respect you more for treating me like shit, and your blatant audacity to feel bad for yourself is sickening." I state coldly, and he knows your right, yet he cannot help how your words irk him. His face burns hot with shame.

"Ive let you degrade me in front of thousands of people, just for you to earn your power." I spit back.

"But truth be told, husband. Youre not a king, nor a god, and people will understand that you cannot control me. Ive never been know as conceded woman and I believe I have made that clear today." I fix my gaze sternly on his, making sure hes understood. He glares back, nodding.

Certain hes seen my point, I ease up. Work has taken a toll on him as of late, thats not his fault, but how he chose to counteract it is.

I lean forward again, softening my gaze as I carefully stroke his scar and whisper "You might have chosen me as your bride, but I also chose you, you know."

He sighs, closing his eyes, the anger melting away from him as he remebers you when you first met, and thinks of the woman before him now. Hes loved every version of you that hes had to pleasure to know and hes been incredibly stupid to put you in such positions for his own gain, he will simply find others to make examples of. He meets your gaze again, defeated "Im afraid my dear girl, that you're right, my behavior towards you have been appaling. You win, this time." A releaved expression covers my face as I've gotten my point across.

"However," he says soflty placing both hands on either side of my face, cupping it "That wont stop me from earning my retribution, game rules." He points out, pressing a soft kiss to my lips as a hand slides one hand to the back of my head, grabbing a fistful of my hair, earning him a moan from me.

He strokes my cheek gently with the back of his free hand, then tracing his index finger along my jaw and ending it with a tap at the sharpest point under my ear, "Everything." He says concurrently with the tap.

He strokes a strand of hair behind my ear before continuing to trace his finger down my neck, following it with his gaze, he grabs my throat, squeezing lightly as he carefully yamks me closer to him, making me gasp, "Has." he punctuates, finger tapping again, this time on my artery.

He lets go of my throat an continues to trace his finger outward along my collarbone, stopping at my shoulder, "A." He taps again. Silent anticipation linger between us, as I wonder where this'll end.

He takes the crimson brastrap between his fingers, slowly sliding it off my shoulder as he traces it down to the cup, "Price." He ends, the tension between us culminating, as he taps one last time at the soft flesh of my breast.%I shiver runs along my spine, I lean into again, his lips a ghost on mine.

"Naturally" I whisper against his lips, feeling him smile.

His hands continue downward, coming to a stop at my hips, holding me in place as if I'd ever wish to be anywhere else and melting me completely with his sudden tenderness. But his grip hardens, ready to take what is his. And as much as I would love just that, I was not done and he knew it.

"But, I've yet to claim my price. Game rules." I state, he steps back, knowing that he has to abide by the rules. His eyes shift to mine, pleading and lust battling for controll. "Cruel, cruel woman" he whimpers.

One side of him is itching to do whatever he wants to you and the other begging for you to let him touch you. And you're about to make him beg for it.

[memekeymouse]

I feel great fear towards what will happend on mickeys 100th birthday cuz I know for a fact they don't wanna give him a movie

someone working with the public domain will do an animated movie with him as the star before them at this point and Im saying that as a joke rn but If it were to accualy happen that would be so embaressing oh my god imagine being beat to that after over 100 years lmao

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[tepperz]

KraD Hair rANT

So im trying to draw some dnangel sticker merch stuff and was trying to find some reference for the end of krads ponytail, and there are /no/ non-anime refs in my folder of Krads ponytail. Like, it really seems that [sugisaki] drew it when [krad] was first introduced and then got all embarrassed about it and never drew it again. Also in almost all the [fanart, anime] refs the hair-cross sort of... grows out of the end T_t. It looks so bad lmaooo. In the past i would have his hair twist around it to sort of make sense of it but that gets messy too. Wtf. And then i see this new chibi krad ref and ---

I KNEW IT. SHE WAS EMBARESSED OF IT. THE CROSS IS A STAR NOW!!! LMAO! Insane. It could be argued that it has something to do with the star mat but iiii dont think so. Cause theres NO other reference for it. In fact [sugisaki] gets rid of the ponytail half the time. She just didnt want that loaded shit on her merchable chibis xD but ill do it! Im not a coward!!! Loaded cross hair-growth here i come!!!! I know my audience!!!! Were not afraid of edgelord cringe. Oh my god will christuans be buying my merch? Coughs. lmao. Sugisakiiii *shakes fist*.

Also she gave dark a tattoo in the chibis. Oh my gooood lmao. Shit never makes sense. Also why does wiz look like that

[alexandraisyes]

this is my third one ik, shhhh

I was summoned by normal dca ship handcanons I fucking love normal dca ships oh my god

Sun x Moon:

Sometimes one will get really overwhelmed by the kids, and the other will comfort them and dote on the rest of the night

I believe in soft Moon supremecy (though bonus points if he's a tsundere and is only soft around Sun. Bonus points x2 if he's also only soft around the kids!! Fucking love Moon's who are grumpy but melt around kids)

A popular one I've seen but one I absolutely rot over, but when they first were separated they had relaly bad separation anxeity and didn't want to be apart for too long. They'd constantly touch each other to remind themselves they're there and real and oh my god they can hold each other now!! (Bonus points if its after the virus and they had been apart in their mind for so long. Angst hehe)

Moon purrs and Sun's the only one that has heard it and he hasn't told anyone cause Moon is extremely embaressed about it

They're such good secret keepers for each other. And secret keepers in general, tho they will spill the secret to the other because its hard for them to keep secrets from each other. Adding to that, they're GREAT at silent communication. They know each other so well

They probaly have a very open relationship- personally i think Sunny really likes being with Freddy romantically sometimes, and Moon is in a qpr with Dj. Also they both really like hanging out with Chica and Roxanne, and they have a girls night with them sometimes. Moon can't make it a lot of nights tho cause kf his job, so its usually Chica, Roxanne, and Sunny. I lied when I said Sunny doesn't tell people about Moons embaressing things. He doesn't tell anybody but the girls

Sun x Monty x Moon (Glittergolf, used to fucking love this ship hut i dont care for it anymore):

The two would go to gatorgolf to hang out with Monty. Moon is shit at golf and hates it, but refused to admit that he just wanted to see Monty. Sun teases him about it all the time, but they still use the excuse all the time. They think Monty doesn't know and that he just thinks they want to golf, but he absolutely knows

Monty and Moon absolutely hated each other at first because Monty is a bit of a trouble maker and Moon is security, but its okay they warmed up to each other

Eclipse x Sun x Moon:

I rot over this ship oh my god. Like a really tall Eclipse who was made for security but its a huge softy when he's not protecting people and is so sweet to Sun and Moon and cares about them so much?? And loves kids but is so bad with them?? And Sun and Moon can both lay in his arms because he's so big- and- and- auugghhh

Its defiently not obvious that sun x moon is my favorite and that i have 6+ aus that have them noo

Im so so so sorry this is so long I had thoughts-

I love sun/moon they mean everything to me . . .

I used to really like glittergolf too but then tsams happened and jakl;dsfjasdf now i hate monty I'm so sorry monty

OMG TALL ECLIPSE SECURITY BOT SUPREMITY. It reminds me of my Together AU. . .

Ask Game - Send Me FNAF/DCA/TSBS Ship Headcanons

[thewritingofspencerrose]

Freefall Masterlist

Joyeux Anniversaire, Mon Amour

Charles Leclerc x Original Character

2023

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lynleigh_ernhardt joyeux anniversaire, mon amour. may we continue to embaress the pr team of ferrari for years to come

charles_leclerc mon amour, was posting the cake truly necessary?

pierre.gasly yes, because the cake is the issue

lynleigh_ernhardt says mr. "oh my nickname is tripod" literally shut up pierre

lynleigh_ernhardt and i worked hard on that cake charlie, i wanted the world to appreciate it like i appreciate all of you !

charles_leclerc thank you mon amour, to spend today with you and my family is more than i could have every wished

2024

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lynleigh_ernhardt our second trip around the sun together that i get to spend with you. joyeux anniversaire, mon amour. thank you for supporting me in everything i do and loving me for all my chaos

charles_leclerc i will love you and all your chaos for the rest of forever mon amour

landonorris maxverstappen1 come get your boyfriend back, he's in love with a woman

maxverstappen1 im a fan of lynn, so i dont mind sharing lynleigh_ernhardt i- i'm not sure what to make of this charles_leclerc i promise mon amour it's not what it looks like

2025

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lynleigh_ernhardt this last year has brought so much joy into my heart, and i can't help but know it's all due to you. from the first afternoon we met i knew i was a done for, but i never knew that a pr relationship by our team would bring so much love into my life. joyeux anniversaire, mon amour, Jules Amelié and I love you with all of our hearts.

charles_leclerc i could never be more grateful to scuderiaferrari for bringing us together

charles_leclerc i love you two more than i have loved anything in my life

scuderiaferrari we love that we got to play a role in our favorite couple being so happy

ferrarifan01 OH MY GOD THEY HAD A BABY THEY DIDN'T EVEN ANNOUNCE THE PREGNANCY

lynleigh_ernhardt romance is not dead if you keep it just yours, and pregnancies are more peaceful if you keep it just yours ;)

[lilbot64]

God im so embaressed

In therapy today we were discussing how i could get better with social cues

When she was saying bye at the end of the session I turned my notes over and said "Look I drew a bird"

When I was leaving I was like.........oh

[rise-my-angel]

Mimi, I saw someone say that the best thing about Jon being Rhaegar and Lyanna's son was that Ghost has white fur because Targ hair under the '#Jon Snow is a Targaryen' tag. I am going to commit murder.

........

GHOST HAS WHITE FUR AND RED EYES BECAUSE ITS THE COLOUR OF A WEIRWOOD TREE OH MY GOD. IT'S WHY BLOODRAVEN DESPITE BEING A TARG HAD SPECIFICALLY WHITE HAIR AND RED EYES AS HE WENT ON TO BE THE THREE EYED CROW. WHITE AND RED ARE SYMBOLIC OF NORTHERN MAGIC NOT-

im fine it's fine

.....

THE TARGS DONT EVEN HAVE WHITE THEIR THEY HAVE SILVER-BLONDE HAIR RHAEGAR IS LITERALLY CALLED THE SILVER PRINCE NOT THE WHITE PRINCE-

sorry sorry I'm fine it's just that person so blatantly missed the point of Ghosts colouring to an embaressing degree. His fur and eyes are connected as he is a Northern animal the colouring of a type of tree worshipped in the North

[starsambrosia]

A chat with Hermes

3/6/24

Context

Me and Hermes have a practice where every day i try to sit with him and do some readings, sometimes just pulling a card. Sometimes, im chatting for hours.

Me and Hermes are together, and I've known him since i was a child. We aren't godspouced, but we do have a structure sorted out that works for us.

Disclamer

All of this is my personal practice, based on my philosophy, my experiences, and my knowledge of Hellenism and the Theoi.

The conversation

In the snippets, he's letting me share. So warning it is out of some context. Χε is what Hermes calls me.

Χε: hello radient god

Hermes: we do tend to glow

Χε: your eyes are stunning as always

Hermes: i know! they usually sparkle too.

Hermes: well my sweet, shall we begin?

Χε: when did you start calling me that?

Hermes: what? Cant i give you a pet name?

Χε: no no you can i was just expecting to be called a rat or something

Hermes proceeds to act surprised, taps his jaw with his index finger, rolls his eyes a little, then lands beside me with a coy smile.

Hermes: alright ya got me, i probly would do that.

Later

Hermes catching me staring down at my journal looking a bit distraught and conflicted

Hermes: are you upset- no- youre JELOUS! FINALLY! I SAW IT! a twinge of jelousy, oho! You really love me~

Me embaressed: is it that obvious

Hermes:

I may share more of these i may not, but huzah! Here is a little snippet of my practice and a bit of Hermes sprinkles

Edit: hermes made me aware that i have to write in "Oh beautiful radient hermes" if i wanted premission to share the conversation 😭

[hacksawboy]

aaanddd were on day 5 of daily tired doodles and tired posting, and day 2 of im not actually that tired at all doodles and posting lol. i didnt play that much tf2 because i was playing serious sam 2 with a tiktok mutual of mine, but heres a doodle of something that did happen when i was playing

also scout loadout reveal! ive been playing him more recently because i love his lil outfit so much so i just knew i had to draw him xD what happened was i was standing on a block in the community map purple fix which is the only map my usual server runs and a spy decloaked RIGHT on the block i was standing on right next to me oh my god i had a heart attack 😭 scared me so much i just turned off the game and than immediately after logged off my computer because i was playing with a steam friend and felt too embaressed to tell him i left because someone playing spy like youre supposed to scared the fuck out of me

fun fact i only play botplay, idk if ive ever shared this? this is my usual server because no one ever joins it but me and the bots are way too stupid to play spy or sniper, like yk standard valve bots. they really like standing completely still and vulnarably out in the open too. if i ever made a server id just fill it with stupid bots and make it so you cant play spy and sniper because i get so mad when i have to fight either of them lol

anyways tbh i might hop back on in a bit and try to fuck around as scout some more.. or take a nap im getting a lil bit tired idk lol. hope you enjoy the art ^_^ (ps ... pyro loadout drawing hopefully coming soon i said id draw him and than just didnt lol)

[icarusredwings]

This is unfortunately true when you look at all of the stunts he pulls in public. He really doesn't want people to know or see him be vulnerable. He literally ran away and coward in the corner because he didn't want the doctor to make a fool out of him. He made everyone in the world him except for Donna and Wilf, and even that embarrassed him.

In this essay I will he spewing some utter nonsense-

Is anyone even going to read this? Idk. Anyway.

SPOILERS?

He wants to be taken seriously so bad and the Doc just CAN'T. Its so funny. Like when Dhawan tells her "ill kill one of your friends just to prove a point" and shes like "nah"

We all know deep down, though, that he just really wants a hug, validation, and attention. Unfortunately Dhawans type of attention is "Live with me in my cozy beach cabin and give me all of your attention forever" not the "Ill travel with you if you promise never to abandon me like you do your other companions."

It's why simm said no. He doesn't want to be "just the doctors companion." He wants to be equal. He wants to be the reason why the doctor won't leave a situation without him. He wants the Doctor to chase after him the way he chases after the pretty blonde girls.

(COUGH COUGH)

Like Rose.

I can see sax getting jealous more about Donna and the Doctor giggling to themselves all the time then River because to him donnas just some human girl that he took a liking too and theyre not even romantic??

You have to think of it this way, the Master has always really "been second" to the Doctor. When people came to look for him they'd find Theta because they knew Koschei wouldn't be too far behind. He doesn't want that anymore. He wants to be separated so badly yet desired the way the doctor treats the humans. Like old times.

I can totally see them being young and someone asking theta to play or study and Theta turning to ask Koschei if he wants to join too.

As much as the master HATES the idea of being a "side kick" he wants to be a package deal again.

So yes, He gets extremely embaressed about public affairs, esspecially if humans are around (bc lets be so fr the master sees them as lower life forms) and it reminds him of how embaressed he got with DECA too. How they'd tease him. Especially when they were like 13-14 you know damn well they came around like "Oh hey Koschei, wheres your boyfriend?" And hed be like "He's not my boyfriend!!" Bc yk. Children in denial.

He always wanted to be his equal, but he never could get to that point. Whether it's just because writing and plot armor, or its just his personality, even when he PROVES hes better then the doctor he STILL somehow gets demoted to second. (seriously, the doctor doesn't even have a license and has a broke ship yet everytime someone sees the masters TARDIS theyre like 'wow i didnt know you had one of these? Thats cool. It looks like the doctors.' And hes like 'Ofc you idiot, except mines not broken and im certified to drive! 🙄')

Its why hes so ducking weird with the whole "asserting dominance"/ humilliation thing. Ngl i think he just might be kinky but thats another topic-

Between trying to strangle him all the time, forcing the doctor to call him master infront of his friends, making 13 kneel infront of everyone, becoming the whole prime minister just to tease the doctor about having more people like him then the doctor (on god, dude has a validation kink I just know it), forcing the doctor to eat out of a dog bowl for a year, locking him in a cage, showing him off to lucy like a prize, Missy IMMEDIATELY kissing him seconds after meeting twelve and forcing him to feel her hearts just so he'd freak out?

I feel like if the doctor actually treated him as more then just a silly old friend who acts like a clown and more the way three treated Delgado, like an equal to be afraid of but also trust a little, they might actually get somewhere. But alas, for writing reasons I dont think they'll ever get the house and garden in south France ending :(

But that's why there's fanfiction!!

Funfact: They both have landscaping degrees for ZERO reason. The Time academy was like "hmm okay ofc you guys need to learn about time space quantime physics and thermodynamics but you need sunshine so go in the garden and learn how to chop hedges. And DO NOT stone your classmates!"

Tag treats

the master is reputation coded and the doctor is lover coded. thats it. thats the post

[jovana1234578]

Caught red handed

Summary: You and Robin have fun and Hopper caughts you and Robin doing you know what.

Warnings: 18+, coming out

You were reading a book when you heard a knock on your window, you already knew who that was, Robin.

.”Hi love” Robin said,

“Oh shut up and kiss me already” you said.

She pulled you into a kiss very soft and hard in the same time. You pulled out to close the door so Hopper couldn’t see you but you forgot to lock them.

Robin pushed you on the bed taking off her shirt. You looked at her bitting bottom lip. She jumped on you and kissed you not letting you brake the kiss. You unbuttoned buttons on her pants and toke them off of her fast.

Then you looked at her in “that way”, she just knew what you wanted to say and nodded as a permission. You took her panties off and remove them. You did the same to yourself. You started slowly kissing her neck than going lower and lower until you came to her pussy. You started sucking on it so you could turn Robin on. And you did it you liked to hear her moan but not now, when you’re dad is home. “Shh, you don’t want him to hear us right” you said while touching her, “mhmm” that’s the only thing you could make Robin said while she is trying not to moan out loud.Suddenly Hopper walks in “ I said open three inches, oh��� he said shocked. “Dad get out!” you said embarrassed “I am SO so sorry” he said looking away and closing the door. “Shit shit SHIT”. Robin burst out of laugh she fucking laughed. “Why are you laughing now you said “ Because it’s funny like he saw us and im never going to look at him again” “Then why are you laughing for god’s sake” “I am truing to cover up embaressment yn” she said covering her face with her hands.”Get dressed up we’re gonna talk to him” “Are you crazy?! He sawed us have sex, how am i supposed to talk to him?!” “Just stand behind me” “Fine”.

~Time skip~

You were peeking throught the door to see Hopper holding a beer and talking with Joyce on the phone. Joyce thaught him how to deal with boys not girls. He looked nervous didn’t know what to do.

” Im telling you she was with girl”

“Hopper calm down”

“How am i supposed to calm down?!”

You finnaly decided to talk to him. You and Robin got out your room.

“I’ll call you later”

he said hanging up the phone really fast.

“Hey dad so about earlier-“ he stopped you

“Just, Robin, don’t get my daughter pregnant and you!” he said pointing finger in your face

“Keep door open three inches” he said with a big grin on his face while holding a beer. You smiled slighly and run to hug him. He smiled and said

“Come here Robin” she runed and hugged him.