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[drawnaghht]

Lineups and outfit ideas for my TMNT x USAGI mega-crossover! Pt 1!

Heyo! so this was done a while ago (summer and a bit of autumn) but I wasn't in the mood to post it yet as I was very busy this past year.

Here we have: Gen, Chizu, Kitsune and Usagi in undercover outfit ideas for when they find themselves in New York city in 2023, where they're found out by a few strange older turtles... and some of the 2003 cast from 2023! Don't worry, I have another sheet for Mikey and Donnie, they are not absent from this crossover :)

Hope you enjoy! These were very fun to draw and put together :) I'm particularly proud of that Gen and Kitsune!

[bed-chemist]

ommmmg can u write something with nicolas being a new dad x reader wife 🙏🙏🙏 maybe them visiting his family during a short trip and him being sooooooo daddyyyy 😭😭 after seeing him in those GH pic with this baby …. 🥵😮‍💨 i just need a dad imagines with him since there isn’t any

❝Juno❞

─⋆♡ summary: You’re married to Nicholas Chavez and you bring your newborn baby to meet his grandparents.

─⋆♡ warnings: pregnancy, postpartum depression, fluff, allusions to sex but no smut, Daddy!Nicholas Chavez, Y/N used a few times, 1st person POV. as always i’m always learning so correct me if i missed something!!

─⋆♡ an: based on this ask & shoutout to that person because this was super sweet to write. there’s no public info on his parents and i felt weird looking for it so here’s some Chavez grandparents content. since this may be your introduction to me, i do write in first person, just inserting Y/N. 2nd and 3rd person are absolutely insufferable to me and make me wanna die. with that being said, i’m glad there’s no shortage of those fics on this website. my masterlist is the pinned post on my profile and i hope you all enjoy this imagine! ★ ˙ᵕ˙ liv

The journey to Nicholas’ grandparents’ house is filled with quiet anticipation. We haven’t visited in a while, not since Colette was born. I can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness at the thought of introducing Colette to her great-grandparents, Nick SR and Betty. Nicholas always speaks of them with such affection, often recounting tales from his childhood spent at their cozy home. They were instrumental in raising him, and their influence is deeply ingrained in who he’s become. Now, I’m eager to see how they’ll respond to our little family, especially to me as a new mother.

The sun is high in the sky as we pull into the gravel driveway, which crunches under the tires. The house is a charming, white colonial-style home with flower boxes beneath the windows, bursting with vibrant blooms. It looks like something out of a postcard—quaint and welcoming. Nicholas squeezes my hand as he turns off the car.

“You ready for this?” he asks, his brown eyes twinkling with excitement.

I smile, though my heart races. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I respond unwilling to let his hand go for the last time.

I eventually gain enough strength to go a second without touching him. We both step out of the car, and I unbuckle Colette from her car seat, carefully lifting her into my arms. She’s dressed in a soft, pastel onesie with tiny flowers embroidered on the front. Her big espresso colored eyes, so much like Nicholas’, blink up at me as she squirms a little in my hold. I kiss her soft forehead, breathing in that sweet baby scent that always seems to calm my nerves.

Before we even reach the front door, it flies open, and Betty appears on the porch. Her face lights up in a radiant smile as she hurries down the steps toward us. She’s a small woman, but she moves with surprising speed and agility, her silver hair tied back in a loose bun.

“There she is! Oh, it’s about time!” Betty exclaims, ignoring Nicholas entirely as she comes straight for me and Colette. Her arms are wide open, and she pulls me into a hug, careful not to crush the baby between us. “You, my darling, look even more beautiful than the last time I saw you. And this precious girl…” Her voice trails off as she gazes at Colette with shining eyes. “Oh, she’s just perfect.”

I laugh softly, returning her hug. “I’ve missed you, Mrs. Betty and thank you.”

Betty steps back, her hands still on my arms, her attention fully on Colette. “No, thank you! You brought another little angel into our family,” she says, her voice thick with emotion. “You’ve made me the happiest great-grandmother.”

Nicholas, standing off to the side, grins as he watches the scene unfold. ���Hey, Grandma,” he chimes in, clearly amused. “Good to see you too.”

Betty waves a hand in his direction without even glancing his way. “Yes, yes, Nicholas. We’ll get to you in a minute.” Her eyes shimmer as she reaches out to gently stroke Colette’s chubby cheek. “She’s absolutely precious,” she coos. “She looks just like Nicholas did when he was a baby.”

Just then, Nicholas’ grandfather steps out onto the porch, his tall frame casting a shadow as he approaches us. His blue eyes light up when he sees me holding Colette. “Well, if it isn’t our favorite girl,” he says with a warm grin, pulling me into a quick hug before peering down at Colette. “And look at this—another beauty in the family. You’ve done well,” he adds, giving Nicholas a nod of approval before clapping him on the shoulder.

“Well she is 50% of me so…” Nicholas’s twinge of jealousy for his favorite girls peeks out.

“Oh, hush, Nicholas,” Betty replies, waving a hand at him dismissively before turning to me again. “Come on, dear, let’s get you inside. You must be exhausted after the drive. And you must let me hold this precious girl as soon as you’re settled.”

Inside the house, the smell of freshly baked bread wafts through the air, mingling with the scent of herbs and flowers. The living room is cozy and welcoming, filled with family photos and knick-knacks that speak of years of love and memories. There are pictures of Nick as a little boy, his brother, and even one of us on our wedding day.

Betty leads us to the couch, offering to take Colette for a little while so I can rest. “She’s such a calm baby,” Betty remarks as she cradles Colette in her arms. “I remember Nicholas being a little firecracker at this age—always kicking and fussing. But you, my dear, are an angel, aren’t you?” she coos, her voice full of love as Colette blinks up at her.

Nick Sr. settles into an armchair nearby, watching with a contented smile. “Betty’s right,” he says, his voice warm. “Nick was a handful. Always running around and getting into trouble. I don’t know how we managed to keep up with him.”

Nicholas chuckles, settling beside me on the couch and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Yeah, I’ve heard those stories a few times.”

“I bet you have,” Betty says, her eyes twinkling. “But look at you now—such a wonderful father and husband. We’re so proud of you.”

My heart swells at their words, and I feel a wave of gratitude wash over me. It’s clear how much they love Nicholas and how deeply they cherish their family. Their affection extends to me as well, making me feel welcomed in a way that eases the nervousness I had felt earlier.

Betty carefully passes Colette back to me, and I can’t help but notice how her eyes linger on us—on the way I hold my daughter, the way Colette nuzzles into me. After a moment, she glances at Nick Sr., sharing a look that seems to speak volumes.

“Oh, I almost forgot!” Betty says suddenly, rising from her seat with a bright smile. “We have something to show you.”

She disappears into another room, returning moments later with a large, leather-bound photo album. She hands it to Nicholas with a wide grin. “These are pictures of you when you were about Colette’s age. I thought it’d be fun to compare.”

Nicholas takes the album and begins flipping through the pages, his eyes lighting up as he sees the photos. “Oh wow,” he says, pointing to a picture of himself as a baby, bundled in a blanket. “Look at that, she really does look like me.”

I lean over to see the photo, and sure enough, the resemblance is striking. Colette has inherited her father’s dark hair and expressive eyes, and there’s something about the way she smiles that’s undeniably Nicholas Chavez.

Betty beams. “She’s got that same spark in her eyes that you had. And those cheeks! I could pinch them all day.”

I can’t help but smile as Nicholas flips through more photos—Nicholas as a toddler, covered in mud from head to toe; Nicholas on his first day of school, looking serious and determined; Nicholas holding a toy sword, pretending to be a knight. It’s clear that his grandparents were there for all of it, capturing every moment with care.

“Look at this one,” Nicholas says, laughing as he holds up a picture of himself as a toddler, sitting in a high chair with spaghetti sauce smeared all over his face.

Betty chuckles. “You loved spaghetti. Still do, if I remember correctly.”

As we continue to flip through the album, Betty excuses herself and motions for me to follow her into the kitchen. I hesitate for a moment, unsure of what she wants to talk about, but her kind smile reassures me.

Once we’re alone, she turns to me, her expression soft and full of understanding. “I just wanted to tell you that you’re doing a wonderful job, Y/N,” she says, her voice gentle. “Being a new mom is hard, and it can feel overwhelming sometimes. But from what I’ve seen, you’re handling it beautifully.”

I feel a lump form in my throat at her words, the unexpected kindness bringing a surge of emotion. “Thank you,” I say quietly. “It’s been… challenging at times. I have moments where I wonder if I’m doing it right.”

Betty reaches out and takes my hand, squeezing it gently. “Those moments of doubt are normal. Every mother feels them. But you have such a natural way with Colette. She feels safe and loved with you—that’s the most important thing.”

I nod, blinking back tears. “It’s just… sometimes I feel like I should be able to do more. I get so tired, and Nick’s been amazing, but…” I trail off, stopping myself from revealing my biggest insecurities.

Betty’s eyes soften even more. “It’s okay to ask for help, dear. You don’t have to do it all on your own. If you ever need anything—advice, a break, someone to talk to—you can always come to me. I’m here for you, and so is Nicholas. We’re all family now,” she offers.

Her words wrap around me like a comforting embrace, and for the first time in a while, I feel a sense of relief. “Thank you,” I whisper, grateful beyond words.

Betty smiles and gives my hand another gentle squeeze. “You’re doing wonderfully. Just remember to take care of yourself too, okay?”

I nod, my heart swelling with appreciation for this woman who has welcomed me into her family with open arms. As we walk back into the living room, I feel lighter, the weight of my doubts lifting just a little.

Nicholas looks up as we enter, his eyes softening as they meet mine. “Everything okay?” he asks, his brow furrowing slightly in concern.

I smile, feeling a warmth spread through me. “Yeah,” I say softly. “Everything’s perfect.”

As the afternoon fades into evening, Betty leans forward with a warm smile, her hands clasped in her lap. “It’s been so wonderful having you all here today,” she says, her eyes soft as she looks between Nicholas, me, and Colette. “Why don’t you stay the night? It’s been far too long since we’ve had a full house, and we’d love the chance to spend more time with you.”

Nicholas turns to me, his voice gentle as he asks, “What do you think? We don’t have anywhere to rush off to, and it would give me a break from driving back tonight.”

I hesitate for a moment, weighing the offer. I think about Colette’s bedtime routine, the packed bags in the car, and my own exhaustion. But as I glance around at the warmth of the house, Nick’s grandparents’ eager faces, and the calmness that seems to settle over everything, I feel myself relax. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a change of scenery, and the idea of spending more time here—surrounded by family—sounds like exactly what I need.

“That sounds wonderful,” I say, smiling at Betty. “Thank you. We’d love to stay.”

Betty’s face lights up, and Nick Sr. nods with a wide grin. “Perfect,” he says. “We’ve got the guest room ready, and I can set up the bassinet in the guest room next to it. It’ll be like old times, having a little one in the house again.”

Betty stands, already making her way toward the kitchen. “I’ll put some tea on for later. You two make yourselves at home.”

Nicholas squeezes my hand, a smile spreading across his face. “See? It’s going to be a nice, quiet night—just us, Colette, and the best grandparents ever.”

The evening unfolds comfortably from there. Betty and Nick Sr. share stories about Nick’s childhood over cups of tea, their voices light with laughter and nostalgia. As the night deepens, we finally make our way to the guest room. It’s cozy and inviting, with a soft bedspread, and warm lighting.

Colette falls asleep easily after nursing, making for an easy bedtime routine. Nicholas and I kiss her on the forehead goodnight once we’ve got her situated in the bassinet. We separate briefly to prep for bed and when I’m finished, I crack open the door to the en-suite bathroom.

Nicholas looks up from a script, setting it to the side of the bedside table. My feet patter over to him and he pulls back the duvet for me to climb in. “I’m so tired,” I note as I slide between the sheets.

He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. “I know, baby. Maybe my grandparents will watch her in the morning so we can sleep in,” he theorizes lowly, but I can still feel the bass of his voice rumbling from his chest into my back.

I sigh, letting my eyes flutter closed. It’s been an emotional day, and I’m ready for sleep. “It’s okay if they can’t. I love you,” I whisper.

“I love you too, Y/N,” he breathes out with his lips kissing my ear one last time.

My body lets me drift into sleep, hearing nothing but Nicholas’ breathing and the faint sound of crickets outside. But that peace is eventually interrupted by the familiar sound of Colette’s soft cry filling the quiet room.

I blink awake, momentarily disoriented, unsure of where I am. The dimly lit room feels unfamiliar, and for a brief, groggy moment, I can’t remember how we ended up here. But then the memories come rushing back—the visit to Nick’s grandparents, Betty’s kind words, the warmth of the evening.

With a heavy sigh, I sit up in bed, my body aching with fatigue. I haven’t gotten nearly enough sleep, and Colette’s cries, though soft, feel like they’re pulling me out of the little bit of rest I’ve managed. The sheets feel cold, and for the first time tonight, I realize Nick’s arms aren’t wrapped around me as they usually are.

The bed dips beneath me, and I hear the soft thud of feet padding across the floor. “Shit,” Nicholas mutters under his breath as he comes into view. I lift my head, watching him groggily fumble with the baby monitor to turn down the volume.

His chocolate tinted eyes meet mine in the dimly lit room, his face softened with a sleepy smile. “I got it, baby. Go back to sleep,” he murmurs, his voice thick and gravelly.

I don’t resist as my head falls back onto the pillow. Nicholas tucks the duvet around my shoulders, his touch warm and reassuring, and leans down to kiss my forehead before slipping out of the room.

As my eyes flutter shut once again, I can’t help but feel immense gratitude for him—for understanding, for seeing me. Nicholas has always been an amazing partner, but since Colette was born, something has deepened. Maybe it's the way he’s embraced fatherhood, those tender daddy traits emerging in him day by day.

I don’t know how long I drift in and out of sleep before the bed dips once more. This time, I turn over to face Nicholas, only to find him kneeling on top of the duvet, cradling Colette in his arms. He gently rocks her, and his brown eyes, full of apology, meet mine. “I'm sorry, babe,” he says softly. “She’s hungry, and I checked the fridge and my Grandma must’ve given her the rest. We’re out of pumped milk,” he gives his valid reason for disturbing me.

With a tired sigh, I push myself up, scooting back against the headboard. “It’s okay,” I reply, motioning for Nicholas to hand Colette to me. “It’s not your fault I don’t pump fast enough for her.”

Nicholas shifts closer, still kneeling, his eyes warm with reassurance. “It’s not your fault either, baby girl,” he says tenderly. “You’re doing everything right. She’s just got my appetite, that’s all.”

Nick’s words bring a smile to my face as I take our little girl in my arms, feeling the love and support that radiates from him. Colette’s small body relaxes the moment she’s nestled in my arms, and I adjust my position to help her latch on. Instinctively, her tiny mouth finds its way, and I feel that familiar pull as she begins to nurse. The room is quiet now, save for the soft sounds of her feeding and the gentle rustle of the duvet as Nicholas shifts beside me, sitting back in his spot where he just laid.

The weight of exhaustion still presses heavily on my body, but there's something calming about this moment—something intimate and grounding. Colette’s little hand rests against my skin, her tiny fingers curling and uncurling as she nurses. Despite the tiredness, I feel a sense of peace wash over me.

Nicholas watches us, his expression soft and filled with admiration. He reaches out, brushing a strand of hair away from my face, his touch tender. "You’re amazing, you know that?" he whispers, his voice barely more than a breath in the dark.

I smile faintly, my heart swelling at his words, but before I can respond, he continues, his eyes never leaving mine. "I don’t tell you enough how much I love you... both of you." His gaze flickers to Colette, his eyes warm and full of adoration. "Watching you with her... seeing how strong you are, how much you give every day. You’ve made me the luckiest man in the world, Y/N."

His words sink into me, wrapping around my heart like a warm blanket. The weight of my earlier guilt begins to lift, replaced by the quiet assurance that I’m not alone in this. We’re a team, navigating the highs and lows together.

"I love you too," I murmur, my voice thick with emotion as I glance down at Colette, her soft breaths steady against me. "And I’m so grateful for you. I couldn’t do this without you."

Nicholas leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead, lingering for a moment as if sealing the promise of his words. "You’re the best mom, you know that? And she’s lucky to have you," he murmurs, his lips brushing against my skin.

I close my eyes, soaking in the warmth of his presence and feeling the steady rhythm of Colette’s nursing. In this moment, the exhaustion, the doubts, and the guilt of my postpartum depression fade into the background, leaving only the love we share—the love that brought Colette into our lives.

Nicholas settles back into bed beside me, his hand resting gently on my leg, a silent reminder that we’re in this together. And as Colette’s soft suckling continues, I let myself fully relax.

Once Colette finishes nursing, her tiny body grows limp in my arms, signaling she’s drifted back to sleep. I carefully adjust her, cradling her small frame against my chest. Nicholas is still sitting beside me, his hand never leaving my leg, his eyes filled with the kind of tenderness that makes my heart swell.

“Do you want me to take her?” Nicholas asks softly, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

I nod, and with practiced gentleness, he scoops her up and places her between us on the bed. Colette barely stirs, her little hands curling up by her face as she nestles into the space between us. The sight of her lying there, so peaceful and content, brings a soft smile to my lips. My body involuntarily slides down and I stoke her cheek with the back of my finger.

Nick lays down with his head propped up in one arm, the other sliding around me. But as I gaze at Colette sleeping peacefully between us, a small wave of anxiety creeps in. What if we roll over onto her during the night? My breath hitches slightly, and I turn my head toward him.

Nicholas immediately senses my concern and shifts closer, his hand coming to rest gently on my cheek. "Hey, don't worry," he says softly, his voice reassuring. "I’ve got her. We’ve got her. I won’t let anything happen." His thumb brushes against my skin as he speaks, his gaze steady and full of calm. "I’ve read up on this, remember? She’s safe with us. We’re light sleepers, and we’re both hyper-aware she’s here. I’ll make sure we’re careful."

I nod, though the worry still lingers. Nicholas leans in closer, his breath warm against my ear. "You won’t roll over on her. I won’t either. Trust me, baby. And if you’re still worried, I can take her back to the bassinet,” he assures me.

I glance down at Colette, her tiny chest rising and falling, completely at ease between us. There’s something comforting about her being so close, something I don’t want to give up. "No," I say softly, shaking my head. "I want her here with us. I just... I get nervous sometimes,” I admit to him, the concerns laced with my postpartum depression symptoms.

"I know," he murmurs. "But you’re not alone in this. We’re doing it together, okay? She’s safe. We’ll keep her safe,” he promises.

His warmth and the calm assurance in his voice help to ease the anxiety a little, and I let out a slow breath. I snuggle closer to him, nestling my head in the crook of his neck. "Thank you," I whisper.

Nicholas kisses the top of my head, his hand stroking Colette’s tiny arm before returning it to my waist. “I used to dream about this,” he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. “You, me, and a baby… just lying here like this, all together.” His eyes shine in the dim light, filled with a quiet wonder. “I’d imagine what it would feel like, how perfect it would be. But this... this is even better than I imagined.”

His words sink deep into my chest, filling me with warmth. I glance down at Colette, her chest rising and falling steadily between us, and I feel a wave of contentment wash over me. “I’m glad too. It’s everything I didn’t know I needed,” I whisper back.

Nick’s thumb rubs gentle circles over the exposed skin on my side, and for a while, we lie there in comfortable silence, both of us watching Colette sleep. I feel the weight of his arm around me, the warmth of his body, and I can’t help but think about our future—about the life we’re building together.

After a while, I glance up at Nick, my voice soft but curious. “Do you ever think about… having another one? Another baby, I mean.”

His reaction is immediate. His brown eyes light up, the glint of excitement undeniable. He grins, that boyish, playful smile I fell in love with, and there’s no hesitation in his voice. “Oh, absolutely. I thought one of you was cute, but two though? Didn’t think I could handle it. But now that I’ve experienced it, I want three of you as soon as possible,” he rambles.

I laugh softly, both amused and surprised by his enthusiasm. “Three of us, huh?” I ask to clarify he’s not drunk on love.

“Yeah, babe,” he says, his hand moving to stroke Colette’s tiny hand before trailing over my arm. “We could start trying as soon as possible. I mean, why wait? We make great babies together,” he jokes and I stifle a laugh to not wake up our sleeping child.

His grin turns mischievous as he leans in closer, his voice dropping a little lower. “We could even try out some freaky positions this time… you know, spice things up.”

I roll my eyes playfully, shaking my head at him, though my heart flutters at his words. “That’s all you, God bless your dad’s genetics,” I tease, eyeing him with a smirk.

Nicholas chuckles, clearly enjoying my response, but there’s a seriousness in his eyes too—a real desire to keep building this life together. “I’m serious though,” he murmurs, his hand moving to rest on my waist. “I want more of this. More of us. I want a whole bunch of mini versions of you running around, driving me crazy in the best way.”

His words hit me in a way I wasn’t expecting, and I feel a flush of warmth spread through me. I lean closer, letting my fingers trace over his arm. “You’re really ready for another one, huh?”

Nick’s gaze locks with mine, intense but full of love. “Yeah, Y/N. I don’t just want another one. I want a whole football team of kids with you. As soon as you’re ready,” he says firmly.

I bite my lip, considering his words, feeling the quiet excitement bubbling up inside me. “I might just let you lock me down tonight,” I tease, my voice soft but playful.

His eyes darken slightly, that same spark of mischief flickering in them. “Oh, baby, don’t tempt me,” he murmurs, leaning in to press a lingering kiss against my lips.

I pull back slightly, laughing against his mouth. “Let’s not rush it,” I whisper, even though my hormones are raging at the thought. “But... I do love the idea of growing our little family,” I add to soften the blow of sex denial.

Nicholas grins again, his arm pulling me closer as Colette sleeps peacefully between us. “Then let’s make it happen,” he says softly. “One more baby… and then another after that, we can talk again. I just know I want it all with you. Every first word and every first day of school, my love.”

I smile, resting my head on his shoulder, letting the warmth of his words and the future he envisions wash over me. “One step at a time,” I murmur, though the idea is already taking root in my mind, the thought of more little ones filling our home with love.

As we lay there, cuddling around Colette, the future feels wide open—and incredibly full of promise. The room is quiet, the soft hum of the night surrounding us, and as we lay there, I feel the steady rise and fall of Nick’s chest beneath my palms.

“Goodnight, baby,” he whispers, his lips brushing against my ear. I smile softly, my body already succumbing to sleep as I whisper back,

“Goodnight, Nicholas. I love you,” I murmur, never getting tired of reminding him.

“I love you too,” he replies, his voice full of warmth and certainty. “Both of my girls.”

With that, the last thing I feel is the warmth of his body, the steady rhythm of Colette’s breathing between us, and the overwhelming sense of love that wraps around the three of us, pulling us into the soft cocoon of sleep.

The next time I stir awake, it’s to the feeling of the sun shining on my face. Nicholas’ familiar presence is next to me, his body relaxed as he leans back against the headboard. I can feel the steady rhythm of his breathing, the slight rustle of pages as he quietly reads. For a moment, I let myself enjoy the comfort of having him close.

But something is wrong.

I don’t feel Colette.

The tiny body that was nestled between us is gone, and in an instant, a wave of cold panic floods my chest. My breath catches, and my heart starts to pound, my worst fear bubbling to the surface. Oh God, did I roll over her? Did we…?

My eyes snap open, and I sit up abruptly, frantically scanning the bed. My hands reach out, patting the mattress in blind desperation as my breath quickens. Where is she? My mind spirals into worst-case scenarios, and my pulse races faster with each second I can’t find her.

Nicholas looks up from his script, his brow furrowing as he notices my panic. “Y/N, baby, what’s wrong?” His voice is calm, but I can hear the concern lacing his words.

“Colette,” I breathe, my voice barely a whisper as the fear clutches at me. “She’s not here, Nick. I—where is she?”

Nicholas immediately places his script aside and sits up, reaching for me. His hands find my shoulders, grounding me. “Babe, she’s fine,” he says gently, his voice steady, though I can see the alarm in his eyes as he realizes why I’m panicking. “Grandma has her. She came in earlier to take her so you could rest. She’s with her now, probably showing her off to her knitting group. Everything’s okay.”

I stare at Nicholas, the rush of adrenaline still coursing through me, but the words slowly sink in. Colette isn’t in danger. She’s not here because Betty took her.

I let out a shaky breath, pressing a hand to my chest as the fear begins to ebb away. “I thought… I woke up and she wasn’t there. I thought we—” My voice falters, not even wanting to finish the thought.

Nicholas pulls me into his arms, holding me close. “I know. I’m sorry. I should’ve woken you to tell you, but you looked so peaceful, and I didn’t want to disturb you,” he apologizes profusely.

I nod against Nick’s chest, the tension finally loosening from my body as I cling to him. “I just… that’s what I’ve been afraid of, rolling over her in our sleep,” I admit.

“I know,” Nicholas murmurs, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “But I would never let that happen. I swear that to you,” he adds.

I take a deep breath, letting the warmth of his embrace steady me. My pulse slows down, and the overwhelming panic that had gripped me starts to dissipate, leaving me feeling drained. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have freaked out.”

“You don’t have to apologize, Y/N,” Nicholas says, his hand gently stroking my back. “You’re a mom. It’s normal to worry, but I’ve got you. I’ve got both of you.”

I pull back slightly, meeting his eyes that are full of understanding. “Thank you,” I whisper, my voice still shaky but filled with gratitude.

Nicholas smiles softly, brushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “Get some more rest, okay? Grandma’s got Colette covered.”

I nod, feeling the last remnants of panic finally fade. I glance at his script beside him and give a tired smile. “You’re memorizing lines this early?” I pry.

He chuckles. “Just passing the time until you woke up. But you come first,” he vows.

I sink back into the pillows, the warmth of Nicholas beside me a comforting presence now that the fear has passed. As I close my eyes, the world feels right again. Colette is safe, Nicholas is here, and I let myself relax fully for the first time since waking up. The panic has faded into the background, leaving only the steady hum of reassurance from my husband beside me.

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Congrats on the milestone dear Six! You totally deserve the following! I would like to request [toge, oranges, fluff]

wc, 500 dumbassery im so srs, aaaa THANK U SO MUCHHHH ily for requesting toge and the kind message!

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You wondered what it would be like to be in a relationship.

Your friends—fellow sorcerers—didn’t have time for that. As a sorcerer yourself, you were told multiple times that it’s not all that great. It’s rough to get too attached when you’re in this field of work. You wouldn’t have time for yourselves.

But the idea of being with someone… devoted to each other’s time, unafraid to get too attached, to love even in the face of death. Wasn’t that just beautiful? The first thing you’d see when you wake up would be the person you’re unafraid to be open to—

“Tuna,” Inumaki greeted, his face inches away from yours. He leaned forward over the couch, your head reclined against the headrest, bringing your noses close together.

You brightened, grinning wide. “Toge! Good morning.”

He nodded, then leaned back, seemingly satisfied. Inumaki stalked away into the kitchen as you stared longingly, wondering some more.

It could be something like that. With a bit more kissing. With a bit more touch. You deserved that after a rough week of dealing with curses, right?

If you were dating someone unbelievably sweet, would they notice the little things? You longed for that. After all these gruesome missions, it could get difficult even to express emotions, but a good partner would be able to tell right away.

You wouldn’t need to say anything. The other would just be able to tell. To you, having little moments like that in between all of this would be worth all the risk. 

“Mustard leaf?” Inumaki returned into view, holding a bowl of something.

He slid it over to your lap, and you gasped in delight. It was a bowl of oranges, peeled and divided into slices. You were momentarily distracted by how Inumaki’s hair, silky even after an afternoon nap, was slightly mussed on the left. His eyes were such a striking color.

You reached out to flatten it down, beaming. “Thank you, Toge. I was planning on getting it.”

Inumaki nestled his cheek into your palm briefly before rounding around the couch. It was a little funny for someone who speaks so little to be so loud with his actions.

You turned to your side, where Maki had her lips curled in disbelief. “I bet Toge would make a really good boyfriend. Don’t you think so, Maki?”

“I can’t fucking do this,” Maki said, storming off at the same time Toge settled beside you.

You watched her leave in confusion but were eventually distracted by Toge leaning over and waiting for you to feed him a slice. While the first and second years watched in equal parts disgust and awe, you wondered what it would be like to have Toge as your boyfriend.

That did sound nice.

[angelismmm]

oohhh i love your blog!! how about some morning sex headcanons with albedo, ayato, kaeya and cyno?

⟢ a rising sunset in the east ft. albedo, ayato, kaeya, & cyno ・synopsis. early mornings, busy afternoons, it all calling for intimacy in the bright sun rays through the cracks of the curtains that spill onto the floor, and slow sensual sex at the crack of dawn, right before he goes. ・notes. ugliest and cutest color combo ive ever made, #696969 for the win tho, bro why did i ever think writing was easy without fancy ahh words. day ii: im losing it, i cant write dom albedo, its ok i tried ・warnings. nsfw, morning sex, gn!reader, dom & sub!reader, dom & sub!character, strap/cock mentioned

THE ALCHEMIST: ALBEDO ・such a sweetheart honestly! wants to make those little moments between you two at least somewhat sweet, but he can't help but whimper at the way you went so slowly up and down his cock. and damn did it feel good. probably likes cowgirl / missionary the most. probably has a lot of stamina too! could go on 'till night time again if you wanted him to. orgasms too easily though, so overstimulation with him can barely be avoided. likes to call you an angel, or just basic petnames (i.e. love, darling, dear, etc., he's really cheesy). pretty loud in bed if i don't say so myself. like dom or sub, either way he whimpers and groans a ton, gets turned a whole bunch when you moan, lets him know you like it too yk? ・oh and if you the one pegging/thrusting him from behind or what, do wtv u can to his nipples, he likes that. like a lot. tug on them, rub them, like just doing that and being the one pounding his ass and he'll fall in love, praise him while doing it, tell him he's a good boy and you are on your way to make him orgasm another time. probably real sensitive too, like i said he is prone to orgasming a bit early into sex, like after tugging on his nips for a bit he probably will come as soon as that dick/strap come inside of him!!! anyway back to srs writing, he loves praise a lot, do that and rub his nipples, he'll come untouched. more sensitive in the mornings btw ・aftercare w him is soo soft, like he'll make sure you're both showered and stuff, makes sure you're okay, continuosly asks actually, cuddles you to sleep, before he goes in the morning, forehead kiss and goes out the door feeling like a man with the greatest partner ever.

THE YASHIRO COMMISIONER: KAMISATO AYATO ・likes being in control, any position will do honestly, whatever you're most comfortable with. major tease & wastes 0 time, wastes 0 time is going drunk on your taste, i feel like he's more into sucking/eating you off/out, doesn't have the energy to rail the fuck out of your hole, but maybe a taste of you could give him more energy, yk? gets so drunk on your taste he almost doesn't realize you've already came and your cock/pussy is already off his mouth, will probably overstimulate you a bit too, maybe even edge you a bit after that. ・degrades you like no tomorrow, but likes being degraded when you're the one pegging/thrusting into his ass. likes being punished too, probably the type to go "i'm too tired for this" when you ask if he's your slut to purposely piss you off. will gladly bounce on your dick/strap though, absolutey goes crazy on it, please place hickeys on his neck, show everyone that he belongs to you when he goes out <3 ・loves aftercare, loves also to shower kisses on your back while you both get ready for the morning activities, and as long as you ask for it he'll get for you, makes sure everything you want and need it there for you while he isn't there, so a kiss to your forehead, and he's out the door, and those little things that you had kept your eye on but don't wanna go out anytime soon? he'll get it as soon as possible! just sit tight, and wait for him, that's all he needs from you.

THE CALVARY CAPTAIN: KAEYA ALBERICH ・god damn, he is definitely a big tease while you sleepily ride his cock, your eyes barely open, pleasure running all throughout your body, your hands on his chest, the only thing that really helped your body up, and kaeya can't help but groan, you felt so ethereal, it made him feel like he's falling in love with you all over again. he just needed this before work, just needed you this one more time, he's been almost too busy, it took too long this time for a single mission to be completed, he's glad you can help him relieve his stress! ・probably praises you immensely, and whatever position is okay as long as neither of you have to move that much. pound him while his face is in a pillow, literal praise prince, seriously loves praise so bad, tell him he's being such a good boy taking all of you in. his loud moans in pleasure echoing through the hallway, loves even more if you fuck him in front of a mirror, seeing how much of a mess you've made him, gets turned on so bad, even if it's just you jerking him off, your smooth hands running over his red tip, aa just please keep going!! ・the type of guy to call you mommy/daddy, just depends how far you guys are into it (as in round wise yes.) anyways, aftercare is a dream!! so gentle with you honestly, getting showered with him is so heavenly too, smooth talker plus showering you with affection? such a sweetheart, and if you really can't walk after like in the other headcannons i made for ayato, he'd go for errands for anything that you need, but not 'till 8am, it's still 6am, he'll stay with you for a bit. just a bit 'till he goes.

THE GENERAL MAHAMATRA: CYNO ・WAAA baby is so sensitive, literally just touching all over his cock for a bit makes him wanna cum soo bad, just say the word and he will paint your hands white <33!! his drowsy eyes could barely keep up with the speed of how fast of a pace your hands were going up and down his dick, spurts cum everywhere honestly, kinda heavy load everytime he does too. will let you dominate him in the morning, doesn't really care ・make him choke on your fingers if he's being too loud, definitely likes getting degraded, but praise isn't out of the choices. a mix of everything, really, just don't let it be related to gory stuff, makeout with him and jerk him off, and he'll be off happier than ever. sensitive all over, just seriously do anything to him, more prone to cum just by you stroking him. ・if he does end up being a dom, lots of praise and kisses, really just soft thrusts into you. the belly bulge on your tummy is really what keeps him going, seeing how much of his seed is inside you, holds your hand throughout most of the rounds too, lowkey arrives late to work because of aftercare with you. ・treats you like a queen/king, reminds you all the time how much he loves you and cares about you, that's why he doesn't go that hard during sex, wants to make sure you're comfortable, likes to hold you in the shower, just you and him.

you can tell i was dying while writing this it's kinda icky too so mb.... cg on 700 followers for me ig.......

[almostthursdayy]

Y do u draw Matt like that? /srs

i like this question ^^!!!! death note really isn’t that diverse when it comes to its characters. a lot of skinny, pale, young-looking folks in its main roster. i think the only fat character is that one TV dude whose super obnoxious and cares more about the ratings of his shows than the people in them 😭😭

i just wanted to change it up a bit! add some diversity in race, facial features, body types, wrinkles in places, scars, stretch marks, freckles, moles, birth & beauty marks, etc. . . i LOVE adding those to characters ^^!!

>> think it’s always a plus to have characters in a lineup look differently from each other! so more people can see themselves in the characters, and they stay fun to draw! really, it can get SO BORING only drawing one type of pale skeleton body. probably not good for art development either :,0!

MORE SPECIFIC THINGS LIKE: the decision to make matt mixed, was because when i looked inward, i saw that i hadn’t really drawn enough native people, so matt’s mixed ^^! mom’s indigenous, dad’s white! - - he’s fat because fat people are really hot! and matt’s always kind of been an eyecandy character lol, at least for me personally. he’s my kind of eye candy 😈😈😈 - - i draw him busty, the big boobs, ass, thighs because when you look at transmen characters ( or characters headcanoned as transmen ), you don’t really see them have a lot of shape. . . when it real life lots of transmen & transmasculine leaning folks have curves!!! so wanted to portray that in matt - - and the choice to give him self harm scars was because i find it a good way to show a character has gone through a lot of turmoil ( when applicable! ). and i VERY MUCH SO want to normalize scars in my art! lots of people have them! it’s very normal! ^^!!

i’m also aware that my style pushes proportions a lot. like sweet mother of god, have you seen the way i draw mello? literally could crack him in half with three fingers. an actual reed, lanky wooden twig with a blonde leaf up top. so if this is actually just questioning WHY he’s drawn that way, with the wacky style and bright colors and VERY textured skin ( and not like character design choices lol ) that’s just because it’s how i like to draw ^^!!

[lilyacorn]

Yandere delinquent x gn!tutor reader part 4!

The hangout date

This is the first part of yandere delinquent

Yandere delinquent- who’s been doing well during his tests, so of course, theres gotta be a reward! He was thinking of the reward way before the bad scores he’d get. Some cute rewards some… ehhhh more “fun” rewards lewd

Yandere delinquent- who decides to make the reward a “hangout!” Date “Why not the mall?”

Yandere delinquent- who specifically made sure to wear the outfit of your favorite color so he could match your eyes! “This is good right?” While looking in the mirror. He keeps info about u in his diary! Even stuff you never told him…

Yandere delinquent- who’s been waiting for this day ever since well ever! He even saved up to buy you stuff like a good friend! boyfriend.He doesn’t bother buying cigarettes since hes busy daydreaming about this day! “…nice! Just enough to impress them with my money!” With a little smile.

Yandere delinquent- who spent hours of planning the perfect “hangout!” date

Yandere delinquent- He also made sure that he’d choose a restaurant that fit your tastes! You never told him your favorite food…

Yandere delinquent- who arrived to the mall too early! “…ah, fuck-“ it’s not his fault he was too excited to “hang out!” Ehem. Date

Yandere delinquent- who roamed around the mall because you haven’t arrived. He also bought something at a jewelry store~ i wonder why hehe

Yandere delinquent- who quickly met up with you and ate a very nice restaurant. Does he even have enough money “is the food good? please tell me it is…”

Yandere delinquent-who offers to watch a movie with you “wanna watch a movie? Please? Pls say yes”with a puppy like smile

Yandere delinquent- who tries so hard to ignore the other guy sitting next to you and how they keep flirting talking to you before the movie!! He’s just jealous of the contact

Yandere delinquent- who follows the guy to the bathroom during the movie and dealt beat up with him…

Yandere delinquent- who slowly initiates contact by slowly moving closer as you watch the movie… i mean srs so little like 1 inch closer every 2 minutes

Yandere delinquent- who at the end of the “hang out” date shows you something he bought earlier at the jewelry store. “Uhm, here!” Flushed ears and cheeks as he gives you a paper bag.

Yandere delinquent- who gets excited when you open it and its a ring… is he tryin to propose- “do you like it?” With a happy smile.

Yandere delinquent- who gave you the right sized ring i wonder how he knows your ring size… “do you like it?” With a goofy smile.

Yandere delinquent- who offers to walk you home, “uhm sorry if its like really weird but! Can i walk you home? Please”

Would you let yandere delinquent walk you home?

Do u guys want a part 5 of this where reader invites him to their house? (considering this is part 4)

[tenoart]

HOW DO U ACHIEVE SUCH SOFTNESS WITH YOUR ART?? but no srs, ive been having such bad art block and hating everything i draw and i want to get a set artstyle but i literally can not do it and i really love the softness that ur art gives and i was wondering if u have tips? :3

tysm!! what i do is use all my brushes at a soft opacity and built color as i block it out, i color beneath my sketch/lineart layer with that layer at a low opacity or colored w/ colorburn/ multiply on so none of the edges are too harsh using under painting can also help your colors and rendering feel more consistent, dont ever be afraid to paint over top your line art or to merge layers for blending. your shadows dont always have to be darker, just a diffrent color that may look or feel darker works and creates a softer shadow, i recommend doing studies of trees casting sky blue shadows in the snow- it helps illusrate how shadows arent always dark the way we think of them.

the second especially is a great lighting study! also try painting something with no sketch or overtop a basic sketch. (my hermes pfp is actually me giving a go at this!) when you need to erase, fill it in with the background color instead, youll be relying on your rendering color and lighting to convey what you want instead of harsh lines, which will look softer! it doesnt have to look good, these are all for practice and figuring out what you like.

[isjasz]

will u ever give a tutorial on how you render lighting like how you pull off the amazing purple shade at night or like how you make the lightings pop 🙏 you shade literally so incredibly and i think a lot of us could learn from u 😭😭💝💝

head in my hands ok the thing is my process is just. really not consistent FJKSJFKWW IT REALLY DEPENDS ON THE ENVIRONMENT OR LIGHTING SITUATION

I think I end up using the blending mode "hard light" pretty often (but sometimes it doesn't work and looks horrendous 👍 it works best in dark environments mostly) and I abuse the hue/saturation/lightness adjustment function a lot LMAO

And in terms of making the lighting pop, I like to paint over the entire canvas a lot!! So you can add a lot of bright colors to it in that stage and render things together. + Abuse other blending layers ofc can you tell I've never done srs traditional art in my life and will probably die if I do

Also tysm for the compliments :D I hope these help a little bit JSLAKQPQRJ

[i-mmaculatus]

name 10 blogs that you think have the best mb styles and show your favorite mb of theirs! /づ♡

WOAHWOAHWOAH okay hard one. click the lil flowers for the mbs !!!!!>_<

@p-oisn — (𑁍) this mb was actually rhe whole reason why i started my blog NGL i was Flabbergasted i was Gobsmacked when i saw ts...imagine scrolling down tumblr looking 4 riize layouts and u see the second coming of Aphrodite as a moodboard

@sugarish — (𑁍) vivi has many great mbs its so hard to pick ONE of them but omg this one left me speechless i was gagged like ??? how do u even think of this ... the colors the pics OUUUU mhm mmhm

@amekajies — (𑁍) they have so many mbs i like its genuinely impossible to pick one BUUUUT this seonghwa mb has my heart Ong ...... their blog is another reason why i came back to tumblr ehehe i luv the pics they use sm im a sucker for alt mbs

@jaewsss — (𑁍) tinas mbs are so good i have to take a deep breath everytime they pop up 4 me cus Oh Dear Lord how is anyone even capable of eating so much .. the pics .. the colors .. THANK U JAEWS!

@flaireur — (𑁍) oh boy... juna....Heh.....takes a blow outta my cig....... GENUINELY. Junas tew good we need to hunt them down and inherit their talent because this is VRAAAAZZZYYYYYY im so glad ur gettign more recognition U DESERVE 5 BILLION NOTES PER MB! ☹️

@jicito — (𑁍) biased because i love sicheng BUT! THIS IS SOO PRETTY ARRRGGHHG im Jealous i need this mb pinned around my bed like 500 posters of it so i can wake up mesmerizing danis creativity...... his mbs are always soooo good i be eating those up like a soft mac n cheese bro

@yonkiibums — (𑁍) Okay biased agajn because i love chenle BUT UUURRRGGHHJHHHHHHGH THIS IS SAUR CUTE my heart aches js from thinking about it i cherish this mb w my whole heart..... actually just kibums whole account Okay offtopicbut i have no idea what to call u btw ill just keep calling u kibum 🐬🌈✨

@yuimiuz — (𑁍) yui is such a sweetheart and their whole account is even sweeter WAHHH but this Mark mb ... ohhhhhhhggfghhhTHIS MARK PIC!!! THE COLORS!!!!! soso cute Also their karina one but im a mark luvr im sorry

@n-americano — (𑁍) every zia mb is my favorite mb BUT OH MY GOD this wonbin one is insane......UGGHHHHHH i tear up wgenevr i think about this one im being so fr how are u SO GOOD!!!!! WE NEED TO HUNT THEM DOWN TOO

@purinkiss — (𑁍) how is this EVEN ALLOWED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We should all bow down 2 rania at least once in a week because Holy moly ....... rania u are the skibidiest out of all blogs out there im so srs this mb saved me from the deepest pits of hell

[nanathott]

how do u make custom text colors on ur posts?? if anyone knows pls explain step by step and use language u would as if u were talking to a 7 year old/srs

[milquetoastmews]

okay I’ve seen you posting about wuthering heights and this is your invitation (if you want one) to yap and share your thoughts about it. i read it a few years back and i honestly… despised it? and i feel like i’m missing something bc like. i regularly read classics. i love engaging with a story’s themes. but something just didn’t click for me, and i’m left feeling bewildered about why people love it. and none of this is judgement on you, i just genuinely feel like i’m missing something, so if you want to yap about it please enlighten me 🖤

so sorry it took me 4evr to respond 2 this omfg

I am literally never not in the mood to talk about wuthering heights!!!!

first things first, I read it over 3 yrs ago so I don't remember allllll the specifics (tho I have been feeling the itch to reread it......)

but from what I can remember (!) here's what I love abt it:

its so immersive! at least, it was for me. I had honestly forgotten that these things had even happened specifically, but I went back and read my goodreads review of it and I mention dreaming about the story and how after I finished it I sat on my bed for an hour doing absolutely nothing, because what was I meant to do? the world I had been living in had just dissipated before my eyes. I had trouble moving on after finishing wuthering heights; I would want to read but couldn't bring myself to pick up another book because that meant fully exiting its world. even though I don’t remember the contents of the dream or sitting on my bed, the feeling I had when reading wuthering heights still comes back to me whenever I think/talk abt it. its hard to put a finger on exactly what that feeling is but I can very distinctly identify it as wuthering heights.

its just so gothic. I lovelovelove gothicism. I love that wuthering heights is gothic in every possible way. theres ghosts and haunted manors and impassioned declarations and tragic ends and violent displays of love (more on this in the next point)

ever since I had to read love in the time of cholera for my sr yr english class I've been kind of obsessed with the concept of love as a violence. not violence used to desecrate love, but violence as an expression of love itself (probably also why I love hannibal lol). as aforementioned, I'm fascinated w the macabre of life. its just so interesting to see how many horrible actions can be not excused, but genuinely explained by love. love as a source of madness, desperation, desolation will always be one of my fav things to see in media

its not an unrequited love story with heathcliff the incel "nice guys always finish last" character. catherine and heathcliff truly truly love each other. but they r both in tricky spots. heathcliff is a person of color with a diminished social standing and catherine is a woman. these both hinder their options in life. I like that love does not conquer all and they don't end up together and heathcliff goes literally batshit bcos of it (kinda ties into my last point). the love is requited it just... can't be

everyone sucks!!!!! absolutely nothing means more to me than characters that fucking suck. like fr. every character is so different and yet exactly the same in the sense that you cannot morally justify liking one over the other. they are all, objectively, bad people, but at times u can't help but wish something good would happen to them, if only to find out if they would be better were their circumstances more favorable (they wouldn't ofc; most of the time, they just ruin whatever good thing even gets w in their vicinity)

I found the framing rlly interesting, the whole story w in a story thing. the end of the book was established at the beginning (or at least that's the assumption): lockwood comes to the grange and visits the heights and sees that everyone is miserable. so, the story begins: nelly is going to enlighten him as to how everyone at the heights came to be so rude and forlorn. but, that wasn't the end and I liked that. to me, it felt like brontë gave us a map at the beginning of the story and said "you're going to end up here" but once we got to that point, she just kept going. I think that strikes a rlly optimal balance of both direction and surprise. tbh I just rlly admire emily brontë as a writer

I believe thats all I can think of for now? I def have more to say on how, yes, everyone sucks, but the characters r still complex and the historical context surrounding when the book was written and the social commentary that comes along w heathcliff's identity and all that but I'm tired and feel bad its taken me this long to respond anyway!!! but def lmk what fell flat 4 u, I'm always curious to learn other ppls perspectives on books

(also I for sure did not edit or read this over b4 posting so sorry if it is absolutely incomprehensible)

[ztarz-and-way-2-many-husbands]

"Who's this?" -🩶🕶️

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(CW: very long)

(hi hello! I'm Marblez/Mod_Ztarz, I go by he/they/it and this is a selfship RP acc! :D this blog was made purely 4 self indulgence and fun rlly, it's not meant 2 b taken srsly or have anything srs behind it and just for fun, while I do take magic anons and regular anons I won't take any that try to start lore for the blog or anything of the sort (though you can roleplay as oc's and interact as well and even bring ur own selfship in for funsies ! :]) (I also will often just respond with simple text but sometimes I will throw in a small doodle or something done on catalog Avatar) )

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"How do characters respond/what characters will respond?" - 🩶🕶️

(characters that do respond will have emojis that correlate 2 them (such as 🟪👑 or 🩶🕶️), and while the main people that'll b involved in the ask blog are Pest, Mannequin_Mark, Spud and Marblez (will get more on my self insert later) u can ask other characters from the Regretevator as well!)

(example of how some will talk when asked:

🪣🪼Spud: “Spud.. uh- is fine..”

🪵🔨Mannequin_Mark: “doin' quite alrigh' if I do say so myself!”

🪲🪙Pest: “fine.”)

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"Can I make a sign off if I'm anonymous?" - 🩶🕶️

(Yes! If anything pls make a sign off so then I can keep it saved and know who is asking! There will be a list here that lists all anon's that come 2 the blog often (oldest - newest) (this is just 2 make it a bit easier on me as this is a one man show here lol) )

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(finally more info on my self insert (and how 2 refer 2 me if u wanna talk with me either in or outside of RP!) )

(this here is Marblez! My self insert 4 well.. the selfship blog in general lol, emoji combo 4 when they talk is 🔴🌟. Now if you wanna talk/refer to the self insert you can go by just using the emoji combo or coloring the name Marblez as blue (or just say Marblez as is but that can be a bit confusing). Now when referring to me the owner of the blog you can refer to me as Marblez with it in orange or just call me Mod_Ztarz! More info on my self insert will be put up soon on a different post when I get motivation to do it)

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DNI LIST.

Basic dni, transphobic, homophobic, proship/dark ship/neutral, wtv y'all go by now. Toxic Partybeetle/wallmark shippers (or any kind of shippers that ship the three in this blog) if all ur gonna do is fill my inbox with hateful speech about ur fav ship then just gtfo :/, hateful groups in general, NSFW/age play/pet play/wtv and that's about it. This will be updated as time goes on.

Inbox: OPEN! 💌

[ca-suffit]

There was racism AZ's character was hit with after 2x03 that im sure, others have noticed and it went ignored. It went beyond a distaste for a character, really. The hate for possible omission was disproportionate. soooo seeing hordes suddenly defend SR, and bringing AZ into it??weird & allarming.......LOL

I think this was the period I wasn't looking at the tags for a min bcuz the fandom's response to 2x3 was so mind numbingly stupid I couldn't take it anymore. I do remember a lot of it being about how dare Armand make Nicki look racist and Lestat look stupid, so ya. I can easily see how that prbly slid right into just narrowly avoiding full slurs.

White fandom's (a mindset, not a skin color) inability to comprehend when outright lies are being shown on screen is fucking astounding for a show that's spelling it out rly slowly for us a lot of the time. It makes the racial biases jump out bcuz ppl are so quick to assume white innocence and condemn everyone else, even for Armand's "wattpad fan fic." then always play dumb and act like victims when someone brings attention to it.

This fandom's entire problem is that nobody can talk about Lestat or Sam without being accused of "attacking" or "hating" them. Yet attacking any black or brown characters or actors is supposed to be fine bcuz, well u know, they deserve it, right?? Calling black and brown ppl lying, scheming, and evil, mainly to protect some white person's reputation, what a *brand new* concept!

[somescenecatholic]

BIG SRS (as in informational) DORAEMON POST! (please do reblog and repost ill give u a big fat MWAH if u do <3333)

making this post bc look here

THEY SHOULD RELEASE STUFF TO THE US AND THE REST OF THE WORLD ITS SO UNDERRATED GRRRRRRR THEY ARE SO BAD AT MARKETING TO DIFF PLACES!!

Since they are so stinky poopoo at presenting their thing, listen to me, the chaotic ND kid who has a crazy amount of knowledge on it bc it's my special interest+I kinda grew up with it!!

OK SO DORAEMON IS AN EXTREMELY SUPER RLLY RLLY RLLY GOOD ANIME/MANGA MADE BY FUJIKO F FUJIO (Hiroshi Fujimoto) AND FUJIKO A FUIJO (Motoo Abiko)! (the concept was made by Fujiko F Fuijo, A helped produce it) It's about a robot cat from the year 2112 named Doraemon and he's sent back to the 21st century (or 20th century depending on when the episode was made bc this series has been going on since 1969) by Nobita's great great grandson, Sewashi to help Nobita bc he's extremely unlucky and bullied!! (me personally, I extremely headcanon he has inattentive ADHD bc he displays every trait but thts a rant for another time) Doraemon has a pocket on his belly tht is called the 4D POCKET!!!!! It has tons of gadgets tht help them when they're in trouble or they're bored or whatever!! EEEE THIS SERIES IS SO DANG COOOOOL!!! Also, it has a 1979 and 2005 version!! The 2005 version got a dub made by Bang Zoom! and was aired on Disney XD from 2014-2016!

OK SO THE GENRE AND RATING (this plus The Doraemons) ARE:

Scifi/Adventure/Comedy PG-13

Ok next thing in the Doraemon series, is

The Doraemons!

The Doraemons is about Doraemon's backstory and his friends from Robot School! This is a spinoff manga/anime and it's about their adventures and how insanely powerful their friendship is! If you think this is gonna be some stupid baby show bc its abt the power of friendship, you're rlly wrong! It's more action-y and stuff! It consists of several short movies and it's a manga! (not all of it is eng subbed and same goes for Doraemon's main series, but ofc Doraemon's more complete)

Ok so they are:

Doraemon

Dorarhino

Wang Dora

El Matadora

Doranichov

Dora The Kid

Dora-med lll

(I color coded the text to tell u who they are ^w^)

NEXT THING IN THE DORAEMON FRANCHISE ISSSS

Dorabase

SO Dorabase is a baseball fan-made spinoff of Doraemon!! (I think it's canon) I've only gotten into it just recently so I dont know the most abt it but u can read about it on tv tropes!!

Ok now you're hopefully thinking, "DANG THIS IS SO COOOOL imma reblog it and post it everywhere!!! How do I watch/read it?"

HOW TO WATCH/READ DORAEMON:

If you are in Japan and India, I think Doraemon is on Netflix for u! I can only speak for an 🏈🇺🇸🦅AMERICAN🦅🇺🇸🏈 and english-speaking pov tho.

Worldwide, Stand By Me Doraemon 1 and 2 is on Netflix. BUT that is all Netflix USA has.

AND THT SUCKS!!!!

So here is how American and english speaking ppl can access it. (btw EVERYONE can access this, it's just the only way the US can)

OK SO this has Dorabase, Doraemon, Doraemon Long Stories, and The Doraemons manga!!! I'm not 100% sure if it's all complete but it is ALOT of manga!!!! Also this has other manga that Fujiko F Fujio made, such as Chinpui! I think they also have stuff tht Fujiko A Fujio made! (They tend to be quite dark and black comedy, except Ninja Hattori! My fav manga he made is The Laughing Salesman!)

This site has Doraemon episodes and movies! (including the Disney XD dub) Not all sadly but most!!! :DDD

I made a playlist that has all completed and good engsubs of The Doraemons!!!! There is another special called "The World of Ace's Christmas Special" but sadly it's only subbed in Chinese.

SO I TOLD U ALL IK ABT THE OVERVIEW AND WHATS ITS ABOUT RIGHT? But not sm as to why u should watch it, why I like it, and how I was introduced!

I think u should watch it because it's like SUPER COOL! It's about scifi and the future and all tht! It's also teaches morals and whatnot. And also, like One Piece the genre goes around in movies and some episodes while staying pretty into sci-fi, adventure, and comedy! It's very imaginative and creative and yeah! Basically, it has smth in it for everyone!

I LIKE IT because of what I said right there! It ties alot into what I think is cool and what I wanna be when I grow up! I wanna be an astronaut and traveling space is one of the things I wanna do! Doraemon talks abt alot of stuff about future technology, time travel, space travel, etc. It's also been actually influencing that IRL!! For example, in 2021,a new dinosaur species in China was named Eubrontes Nobitai!! They named the species after Nobita (also called Noby).

I was introduced when I went over to my cousin's house in 2014 (I was 7 then) and they had recorded Doraemon on their DVR bc it had premiered on Disney XD and they thought I'd like it! (I did, alot) After it stopped airing, the show was just in the back of my head until COVID hit and I was like "hey that robot cat did exist" during virtual school and I was hooked!

So yeah, that's all abt Doraemon! It's extremely popular in Japan, India, and Italy but it deserves sm more popularity and recognition and love than it gets. Sm ppl have put in hard work (especially the authors) and yeah! ALSO please do check out the other things Fujiko F and Fujiko A made!!

Thank you so so so so SOOOO MUCH for reading! It really really means alot! Again, please please please pleasseee repost and post this to other sites bc more ppl should know and see this!!

[alexisomnias]

don't think I forgot abt u wtf after that ask... I, one, love how coordinated your themes are. they look so pleasing to the eyes and I feel horrendous with my simple color and pfp change /lh. for two!! I really appreciate u popping in my inbox every now and then 🤎🤎 it means a lot to me ily god ARGHHHHH. ur such a sweet person

ough ☹️ this is so sweet and such a blessed way to wake up 🤍🤍… AND WDYM ?!?! for the LONGEST time you inspired my themes and colors… you were such an inspiration to me in terms of design when i first started out SKJSKAKWK ☹️🤍 this is so super sweet.

AND IM SORRY I DONT DO IT MORE I’LL TRY TO POP IN MORE OFTEN ^o^ CUZ I REALLY DO LOVE TALKING W/ YOU ur like one of my favorite twst of all times sudjsjej…../srs IF I CAN MAKE SOMEONE AS KIND AS YOU SMILE THEN 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

[asksmg4hollowau]

I DID FANART OF MY SLIME BOI😊 how do u react????😏

SORRY FOR THE OVERSIMPLIFED ART IM ON A TIME CRUNCH BUT UH-

THIS IS REALLY COOL THANK YOU SO MUCH HEHE UR ARTSTYLE IS VERY PLEASING TO MY EYES :3 /pos

Also for the slime part you are not wrong at all bc fun fact I got his colors from the minecraft slime model, this isn't even a gag or anything I'm being so damn serious </3 /srs /silly

but thank you for the art again!