#she's a voodoo child

[angelkitty32001]

Darling Jules! 3, 21, and 25 for the fandom love meme?

Oh my lovely! Thank you so much for the ask 💜💜

3. A character fandom helped you appreciate

There's been a few, Xander in BTVS who is written so much better in fanon than canon. Spander became my OTP for Buffy because of how well he's written.

Lots of wrestlers. Reading fic has enabled me to look at wrestlers with new eyes. Kink 101 reformulated how I look at Kyle, Bobby and Cole. I wouldn't know about many many wrestlers without fandom on here waving them at me. Some of the brilliant posts on here have enabled me to know back stories and lore without needing to go off into a world that can feel a bit overwhelming

21. a fandom you're not active in anymore but that you still really like

Probably Torchwood. My first "proper" fandom, where I actually went to cons and met people and made friends (waves at @absdax, @galadriel1010 and @hd-hale). I may not be as feral for Torchwood now, but it will always be a safe space and a home.

25. a piece of advice for taking care of yourself in fandom spaces

Remember that the telly box is a one way viewing device. The block button is your friend. You do not have to entertain shitty opinions about your fave. Be nice to people. You do not have to do all the things. If it makes you happy, fuck what people think.

[sheila--e]

more doodles... krita style this time

[bibliothekara]

Coach Beard: A doctor passes by and the guy shouts up, "Hey you! Can you help me out?" The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole, and moves on. Then a priest comes along and the guy shouts up, "Father, I'm down in this hole; can you help me out?" The priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a friend walks by. "Hey, Joe, it's me. Can ya help me out?" And the friend jumps in the hole. Our guy says, "Are ya stupid? Now we're both down here." The friend says, "Yeah, but I've been down here before and I know the way out."

[saturatedsinset]

Have you gotten "bittersweet" yet? If so, then "midnight". If not, then choose whichever you like!

you get both! a witch page and a personal prose poetry kinda thing

//send me a word and I'll fill an index card about it!!

[bang-bang-gang]

Vera! FMK Blackpool Combat Edition for Claudio, Mox, and Yuta. FMK Elite Edition for both Bucks and Kenny.

drea!!! hi!!!

the first one is very unfair and this is also the first FMK where i am starting to consider if the 'marry' in FMK implies sexless marriage or not?? because i think my answer would be a lot easier if you get to bang the marriage partner. but for fairness i will assume a sexless marriage

FUCK mox because *waves at his entire deal* but i need it to be only once and then i think i'm good after

MARRY yuta because i really can't justiyfy killing him no matter what. yes not getting to fuck him would be a hardship (heh) but one i would bear. he plays the steel drums and seems the type to have all kinds of weird hobbies. i get cuteness aggression when i see him with glasses. he's the most age appropriate for me out of the group too. i REALLY enjoy looking at his body and i think i should be allowed to (redacted) without it counting as sex.

KILL claudio because he would judge me for my coffee choices :/

okay the elite should be a lot easier

FUCK matt jackson because, to steal a description from jules @angelkitty32001, i need to know the way he moans when i pull his hair

MARRY kenny because he is a huge nerd and often comes across as my preferred brand of neurodivergent to be around

KILL nick jackson because i can't justify marrying someone that spends that amount of money on sneakers, people are dying nicholas

[dunkzillla]

Please tell me all the things about cruise AU! (If that's stumping you at the moment, I would also love any thoughts you have about shelterverse - because I'm stumped!)

drea my beloved I will give u some of both bc I love u!

cruise ship au, oh I have so many of this if only I could get it out

— no matter what on board management say, yuta and danny definitely don’t sleep with the guests. okay, they do, but not that many, okay, and it’s only because those month long cruises can get lonely, and you should under no circumstances, sleep with your coworkers.

— they have to be on their best behaviour on this particular trip, though, because brother in law to the owner of the cruise line, mr regal, is making the trip with his associates, mox, bryan and claudio, and any bad behaviour that gets back to the owner would be sure to get them fired.

— yuta and danny try their hardest, honestly, to be on their best behaviour. but regal is a flirt who keeps requesting yuta when he requires assistance, and bryan thinks danny should know more about yoga if he’s going to be the one to lead the yoga classes.

— before long, yuta and danny have found themselves, quite literally, in bed with the most important guests on the ship and trying to be very discreet about it. it doesn’t help that their bosses are being extra vigilant of their movements because of their track record — queue lots of awkward hiding in tiny cruise ship closets and rapid speed dressing when their boss is hot on their heels whenever they’re around their important guests.

shelterverse because I still have so much love for this

— bryan is totally over nigel. he really is. he doesn’t get any feelings whatsoever when they have to team up to take on a difficult rescue. it’s not like nigel looks good in his utility pants and polo shirt, on his hands and knees trying to coax a kitten out from under an abandon building.

— the rest of their respective crews have a bet going as to when they’ll end up fucking. well, mox thinks they’ll fuck, sami thinks they’ve fall back in love and kevin really just wants some peace and quiet so he can finish balancing the books

— a potential adopter has a bunch of cats, and bryan is hesitant to send a dog to a home with so many cats, so nigel goes along to help bryan assess the situation and whether the home is suitable. road trip fun! bickering, hashing out old arguments, and maybe a kiss and heavy petting happens.

[gracejones]

Happy birthday, Libra sib! Have an excellent day 🥳 🎂

Drea! Tysm 🥳 when is your birthday dear? I hope it was a wonderful time!

[chairete-kyrioi]

Unpopular/unusual food opinions and/or current top five women's matches?

Sorry this is so late!

I think an unpopular (but correct) food opinion I have is that chocolate belongs in the fridge when your kitchen is warm (more than ten degrees).

My top five women’s matches are a tad predictable as I only really got into wrestling in the last year and a half or so but:

The Bunny and Penelope Ford vs Anna Jay and Tay Conti

Kris Statlander vs Red Velvet

Athena vs Sky Blue

Julia Hart vs Anna Jay (the most recent one)

Any of Jamie Hayter’s matches (I know this is a bit of a cop out but I really like her and would watch her wrestle her way out of a bin bag if it came to that)

[angelkitty32001]

FMK the original Undisputed Era (bonus Roddy if you'd like). Smash or pass: Kenny, Adam Page, Jay White, ZSJ.

This was WAY harder than I thought it would be!

Fuck - Bobby, it would be explosive and snarky in a way that only two top heavy switches could be.

Marry - Kyle, he's such a sweetie and if I did have to be attached to a human, he would be a good one.

Kill - Adam, he wets his hair down and I just cannot with that.

Current Roddy is making me twitch with his random shouting gimmick so I'm leaving him out 🤣

Smash or pass: Smash (I would climb him like a tree!), smash until the legs gave out (he's so so beautiful), pass (I am not the one to teach him about teh sex0rs), smash (he makes me rethink certain alignments *ahem*)

[sheila--e]

Hallo, highlights of my sheila (+voodoo child <3) doodles these past few months. shes in my brain...

[adampage]

Hi Emi! Jen asked me to put together a crash course in Adam Cole stuff, and since you are a known Adam Cole enjoyer, I was wondering if you had any go-to matches or promos to introduce someone to everyone's favorite possum.

ohhhhh man. pretty much any takeover match he’s in is a favorite of mine. i didn’t actually watch nxt or roh during the times he was in it, so i can’t really tell you about talking segments? but i think the takeovers are really good. and his two matches with hangman in 2022. i also really enjoyed the match with hangman in roh, which should be on youtube. those are the main ones i can think about. i hope this is enough?

[saturatedsinset]

🐰❤️

yes... I am just a little bunny... come closer

[bang-bang-gang]

My sweet Canadian boy Kyle O'Reilly?

i think he looks very polite and sometimes his wrestling activates neurons i didnt realise were there. but i also have to say that @orange-catsidy's posts comparing him to a seal have irreversably changed the way i see him, and this goes for my partner even moreso. this man only ever goes by the name 'scrungly' in our household

[bisexualgaledekarios]

.... Sarah what the heck is "slip slop slap"? Is it a weird popular variant of Zip Zap Zop or Tic Tac Toe?

SKJFDSKJFDKS sometimes i forget how weird some of aus culture must seem to the rest of the world 

“slip, slop, slap” is a psa from the cancer council which originated in... i want to say the 80s? it’s a slogan that was veeeery popular in primary schools (roughly our version of elementary school) because it was an easy way to get kids to remember some basic sun safety tips in an effort to combat the astronomical rates of skin cancer down here (in addition to the classic “no hat, no play”) 

the original is Slip on a shirt, Slop on some sunscreen and Slap on a hat, but i believe it’s now evolved to also include Slide on some sunglasses and Seek shade? 

this is the version i remember seeing in school in the early 00s

[dunkzillla]

like a dummy I was working on this in the actual answer box and somehow pressed post mid sentence? so I had to delete it and post it like this. so if you saw part of this earlier, no you didn’t! @shes-a-voodoo-child

anyway, here we are! bobby/kyle, “Oh, no. There’s only one bed. Whatever shall we do now?” set sometime in 2013!

Mature, warnings for handjobs, language. Absolutely no piss kink drea, I promise!

The world is a cruel, cruel mistress. Kyle has been doing absolutely fine hiding his stupid little crush on his tag team partner from said tag team partner, but God, that’s really being tested right now, as he stands looking over Bobby’s shoulder at the tiny, crappy hotel bed. Bed being singular. Because there’s only one fucking bed.

“Oh, no. There’s only one bed. Whatever shall we do now?” Bobby just laughs, throwing his bag down onto the floor and walking over to the bed, sitting on the end of it to take his shoes off. They’ve just finished up a show, defending the belts and coming away the victors, and they’re tired and sore and the last thing they need is to be fighting with the hotel management about getting a different room, or waiting for a cot that will most certainly fold up while one of them sleeps on it. But it’s not like. It’s not like they can share it, right? That doesn’t even look like a full double.

“I could take the bathtub? I’m sure there’s more sheets and pillows somewhere in the closet?” Kyle’s not going to say it but Bobby’s older than him, and he needs the bed more than he does.

“What? No. The bed’s big enough for the two of us, Ky.” Bobby says, and that, god Kyle loves when Bobby gives him nicknames. Sometimes it’s Ky, a couple of times he’s gone all out and said ‘kylie wiley’ as a joke but Kyle would kill anyone else who tried to call him it. Bobby sometimes calls him babe, too. And that. Well Kyle gets all warm and fuzzy when he does that, and it’s normally accompanied by a hand on the back of his neck, Bobby checking if he’s had something to drink, that he doesn’t need a snack or he’s taken his meds.

Bobby’s good like that, he’s so good. As soon as he told Bobby about his diabetes Bobby made sure that he knew the basics, that he was okay before and after a match, and he checks up on him throughout the day. It’s not like Kyle needs it, and he huffs at anyone else who tries to smother him when it comes to his condition, but it’s nice when Bobby looks after him. So he lets him do it.

“Oh…” Kyle says when Bobby says they can share the bed. Because. What? It’s not a huge bed, and Kyle’s sure that Bobby doesn’t want to give up the opportunity to have the bed all to himself. “Are you sure? I swear I don’t mind putting some sheets in the bathtub or something. I could call the front desk and see if—“

“Absolutely not. Get in the bed, Kyle. Tag team partners can share a bed.” Bobby says, and he’s stripping his shirt off, then his shorts, and Kyle’s honestly trying not to stare. It’s not like he hasn’t seen Bobby shirtless before, or even in his boxers, they share a locker room and they fucking wrestle together, but, this is different. Normally Kyle will take the bathroom and get ready for bed in there, and by the time he’s done, Bobby is usually already under the covers in his own bed. So this, this is different, because Bobby is stripping to get in bed and Kyle’s going to have to do the same and get under the covers. With Bobby.

So Kyle does. He goes to the bathroom and messes around for entirely too long to be normal. He showered after the match so he can’t even use that as an excuse, takes ages brushing his teeth, checks his sugars. When he can’t hide in the bathroom any longer, Kyle steps out into the bedroom, his eyes falling instantly onto Bobby, who’s laying out on top of the sheets with his phone in one hand, the other absentmindedly running over his chest.

“Was beginning to think you’d fallen down the plug hole or something, you okay, Ky?”

“Yeah,” Kyle says easily, and he dumps his wash bag next to his bag and gets onto the bed as casually as he can. It’s not like he hasn’t shared a bed with someone before. He’s done it so many times, he and Adam used to always share because it was all they could afford. But Adam is different. He can cuddle Adam in the middle of the night and it not be a problem. But this is Bobby. He can’t ruin what they have by waking up spooning his tag team partner who he maybe has a huge crush on.

“You want me to put this pillow down the centre?” He says once he’s laid out, picking up one of the pillows and setting it down between them.

Bobby picks it up and smacks him with it. “What kinda insecure jackasses you been sharing beds with babe? Jesus. Now, come here. You checked your sugars? You all good?” Bobby rolls over and — he fucking spoons him. Just slots himself right up behind Kyle, throws an arm over his waist and hooks his chin over his shoulder. And god that’s nice. That’s so fucking nice. Bobby’s warm and he smells so good, and his body fits against Kyle’s like it was meant to be there.

“Y-yeah, yeah I’m good. I’m — yeah, I’m great.” Kyle babbles just a little bit, and he tries not to wiggle back, to feel Bobby’s dick press against his ass anymore because that would be — that would be crossing the line. It’s just a little harmless cuddling, right? Bobby’s just being nice. Making light of the situation, there’s only one bed and there’s no need to make it awkward! That’s all it is. Bobby’s good at making Kyle not feel awkward.

Except, Bobby’s dick is most definitely against his ass, and he can feel him, thick and — a little hard, and Kyle could just, push back, and feel more of it. Bobby’s body is a wonder, all thick and hard and toned, and he wants to get his hands on it, worship it, kiss and bite and lick and suck at his skin.

Kyle tries to shake those thoughts from his head, because he can feel his own dick taking interest, and he doesn’t need Bobby to know that, even though his hand is so so close to it, he could just move his fingers a few inches and they’d brush Kyle’s dick and realise that it’s thickening up, that he’s really enjoying the feel of Bobby holding him like this, pressed up against him.

Kyle stays still, tries so hard to just fall asleep, because that’s the only thing that’s going to help in this situation, but his mind is racing, hard beating fast, and his body is aching from the way he’s tensing up to try and not push back on Bobby.

“Kyle?”

Bobby’s voice rumbles all the way down Kyle’s back, and it’s warm and syrupy against his ear.

“Yeah?”

“Can I kiss you?” Bobby drawls, and he slides his hand up Kyle’s chest to cup his jaw.

And that’s. Oh. Oh god. Bobby wants to kiss him, Bobby Fish wants to kiss him and he’s got a hand on his jaw and his face is so fucking close and —

“Yeah. Yeah, Bobby, please—“

Bobby kisses him. His lips are soft and warm and he can taste mint on his tongue from his mouthwash. Bobby’s hand is cradling his jaw, and the other is settled on Kyle’s belly, snaked underneath him, stretching Kyle against him, like he’s soft and pliable.

“Been waiting to do that for a while.” Bobby murmurs against his mouth, and Kyle keens just a little bit at the thought of Bobby waiting, wanting to kiss him and waiting to ask, waiting for the right moment.

“Oh… can I… can I kiss you?” Kyle asks then, because he wants to ask too. Wishes he’d have known and had the balls to ask earlier.

“Of course, babe.” Bobby smiles, and Kyle rolls until he’s on top, and Bobby’s got his hands on Kyle’s hips, looking up at him like he’s some sort of beautiful piece of art. And Kyle feels like he is, on top of Bobby, pressed all up against him, skin to skin.

Kyle leans down to kiss him, bracketing Bobby’s head in with his arms. It’s soft and slow, but Bobby’s hands slide over him, up his spine and down his sides, squeezing him and pinching him and exploring, until Kyle’s a whimpering mess above him. He’s hard, and Bobby’s hard, and their dicks are rubbing together through the thin material of their boxers.

“B-Bobby…”

“That’s it sweetheart, just like that, take what you want.” Bobby says to him softly, and he’s rutting up against Kyle now, grinding them together, and Kyle’s losing his mind, hands fisted into the sheets next to Bobby’s head, a few beads of sweat trickling down the back of his neck.

Kyle’s close, he’s oh so close, and he’s about to beg, but it’s like Bobby can read his mind, and Bobby snakes a hand between them and slips both of their cocks out of their boxers, and he wraps his hand around them both, working them to completion until they’re both bucking up and spilling into Bobby’s hand.

Kyle collapses onto him, head tucked into Bobby’s neck as he wraps himself around him. He’s breathing heavily, coming down from the orgasm when he feels Bobby’s sticky hand wiping down his side. Wiping the cone on his skin.

“Hey.” Kyle protests weakly, kicking his ankle out at Bobby’s.

“Sorry babe, you want me to wipe it on the sheets? They’ll get all messy. And we only have one bed, after all.” And Kyle can feel Bobby grinning, so he kicks him again.

“I hate you.”

Bobby huffs out a laugh and turns his head to kiss Kyle’s temple. “Nah, I don’t think you do.”

Kyle kicks him again. No. He really doesn’t.

[pepsi-maxwell]

#8 and 16 for the asks?

16 answered here!

8. do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

i work from home most days so i'm pretty much always in house-only shorts, but unless i'm out and getting a shower as soon as i get home, the same things stay on

thank you! 🥰