#sweetie critters au

[tastierwithsweetiecritters]

HELLO EVERYONE!

DO YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS FOR THE SWEETIE CRITTERS??? WELL NOWS YOUR CHANCE TO ASK!!

Throw your burning questions in the questions box and the critters will answer you!

Questions to NOT ask

-Homophobia

-Racism

-Sexcism

-NSFW

-Cannibolism

-Anything horrifically graphic

If these questions are asked, it will be deleted!

[bo-bo-bean]

DogDough, Hoppy MintScotch, Kickin Cake-Roll, and Sticky Piggy!! For our SweetieCritter AU!!

🧁🍭🍬🍫🎂🍪🥧

[lionacuty]

doodle dump =w= ft @gracebeth3604 boat design

[lordgrimwing]

For the WIPs game, could you share more about Tiny Elrond?

Thanks for asking!

'Tiny Elrond' is the name of an au in which Elrond is--get this--tiny. He's like 2 inches tall.

It's just a silly au that came about from some frantic audio editing with @nighttimepatrons (shocker). Elrond is a little fae creature who falls madly in love with Celebrian the first time he sees her. He spends all his time pining for her until one day he sees her in the forest and works up the nerve to say 'hi' to the giant elf. Celebrian thinks he is very cute and takes him back to Imladris. Celebrian founded Imladris in the late second age with the help of Erestor and Glorfindel, who are still helping out in the third age.

It's just a cutesy little thing about how Elrond learns to navigate a giant city while being madly devoted to Celebrian (she eventually falls in love with him too, don't worry). I also get to play with some of the complications of Elrond no longer being in his natural environment.

The WIP doesn't get much attention but I am very fond of it still.

I have a little story written of Elrond first seeing Celebrian and I will post it with the slightest provocation.

Ask me about my WIPs!

[theonetruegnome]

Got inspired by @daydreamer36 's oneshot, so I made my own, featuring Mana mare and Peggizest from @funny-critter-blog. This was really fun to make, probably due to the cuteness of the cast. Enjoy!

Peggizest and Mana are sitting together under a tree, watching the others play. Mana needed a break from the sun and Peggi offered to accompany so she wouldn't get lonely. Peggizest starts to talk;

Wonder what they're playing now?

Probably some sort of ball game based on how they're running towards a single moving point. Though that could also be zombie behaviour.

Mana?

Hmm?

Don't you think its weird how similar our friends are?

Elaborate please?

Well, look at Sweetie pup and Callum. They're both cuddly snuggle bugs but you'd think they should be opposites because of their species... Wait, no no no! I didn't mean that! I just mean that we share some of the same personalities and it's, well, weird! Not that there's anything especially wrong with being different! They can be what they want, I-I don't care, it's just-

Peggi! I know what you mean dear, you're saying you wouldn't think they have the same personalities, and it's a weird coincidence, right?

R-right... thank you... *Phew!*

But yes, I thought so too. I mean, we collectively have two elephants, two dogs, two chickens, two rabbits... And all colours of the rainbow. In fact, you and I are the only differences. One unicorn, one Pegasus. How curious!

You're right, that is weird of us! WAIT-

Peggi! Calm. Down! I know what you mean dear, and you're not going to insult me or anyone else. Relax.

*Sigh* thank you. But yeah, strange how we're the oddballs. Makes some sense though, we are both horsy.

True, but there are a lot of differences between us, like how you can actually control your wings and flying. My horn's still not cooperating in the slightest, no matter what I do.

Oh come on, don't be so down! It took me years of practicing and crashing into things before I could even stay airborne. I'm still nervous I'm going to break something or smack someone when I spread them. And besides, I'm sure you're better than you think at magic, you just have to believe in yourself!

(sarcastically)Really?

Mana's horn glows a deep navy, before fading back to normal, smoking slightly. And easel and canvas has appeared with the words "Ƿesaþ hāla! Ic eom art!" burned into the surface.

Still think I'm good?

Yes, absolutely! Look at that lettering, that's better than I can do by hand!

First of all, it's not even in English, and second I was trying to pick an apple from this tree. I'm just completely useless.

There's a moment of silence between them before Peggizest jumps up and faces Mana

Right, pity party's over! Now, we are going to stop feeling sorry for ourselves, go over to the others, we're going to make our own team, and we are going to kick their butts, even if it is... one two three four... seven to one!

No we won't, for one key factor. I'm on that team. Mrs useless herself.

You're just saying that Mana, you'll feel better when you start running around. And even if we fail, which we won't, we'll be failing together! So whadda ya say?

Mana looks up at her smiling friend, holding out a hoof in earnest friendship, and can't help but grin herself.

I'm in!

Great! Let's go!

The pegasus takes off down the path towards the gaggle of rainbow animals, while mana stares back at the canvas. She screws up her eyes, her horn glows once more, and an apple, neatly severed at the stem, falls at her feet. She picks it up, smiles, and strolls down the path towards the others, chewing on the fresh fruit.

It really is a nice day out today...

[cherryredstars]

Hey sweetie hoping you're doing well

What about a college au where Miguel is a punk and reader is a smarty coquette? And Miguel is very teasing with her to catch her attention... Very enemies to lovers (with smut)

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Fluff, Penetrative Sex, Slight Mentions of Bondage

Summary: He loves how you wear your ribbons.

A/N: This request is so cutesy!! I hope you're doing well too, love!

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You hate him.

Which hurts you to say because you really do try your best not to hate anyone. But Miguel O'Hara makes it very easy to hate someone. You're just so tired of him! It's like he makes it his life mission to make you angry. Which makes you even more mad because he likes seeing you angry because he just loves making fun of how you look when you're mad!

He's always trying to annoy you. He finds it hilarious to pull on the ends of your bows, making them uneven and loose. You have to spend well over 5 minutes trying to fix your hair while he snickers about it. He's always pulling you back by tugging on your necklace of the day, maybe even pulling the ends of your styled hair. To him, there is always something nasty to point out about your carefully crafted outfits, let it be the quaint design, the ruffles, or even the freaking soft color of it. He finds some sick enjoyment in messing up your aesthetic notebooks and pens, removing the small decorations off of them when you're not looking or dirtying them with graphite stains. He always has to comment about something. He's making fun of the stuff he sees you liking on social media when he's being nosy. Has to tell you how utterly trash your music taste is as a Lana Del Ray song is sung under your breath. Can't let you have an ounce of peace when you talk about how badly you want the new Sonny Angels collection or looking for a specific Calico Critters set. Don't even get him started about all the pastel, cute items you have saved on Pinterest or on your home decor wish list.

But honestly, Miguel is a sucker for everything about you. He's constantly on his knees every time you walk into the lecture hall wearing your frilly skirts and dresses. Damn near collapses of a heart attack when he pulls on the silky bows in your hair or on your necklaces and the sweet smelling perfume you wear hits his nose. He's itching to steal one of your pens so he can have it everywhere he goes or taking a peak into your notebook to look at the dainty notes you are so concentrated on taking. He likes peering into your ribbon-filled world, trying to understand the 'relatable' posts you like about your favorite things. His browsing history is of the little toys you keep mentioning, an occasional search for room decor breaking the stream of Sonny Angels links. He has that one Lana Del Ray Album that you keep singing saved to his music app, and he much prefers your covers.

He finds luck where you find despair. While he loves the fact your professors always pair you two together because of your smarts, you find dread in knowing you can't escape him throughout the weekdays. You always have a pout on your glossy lips as you reluctantly take your seat next to him, your tote bag falling on the long desks with a thump to further emphasize your mood. It makes him chuckle, seeing your obvious dislike of being around him. It makes his heart skip a beat every time you turn to him, warning him in a low whisper to not get on your nerves today. In turn, he should be telling you not to distract him. He can't count how many times he's stopped paying attention to the lecture because he's watching you reapply your lip gloss or fix your hair from the corner of his eye. He's paralyzed for a good minute when you spray your perfume, leaning his arm the slightest bit out so the smell can cling to his leather jacket throughout the day.

But he finds himself the luckiest when he's walking through your dorm room for a project, taking in the distinct smell of you and a room that looks exactly like your Pinterest boards. He isn't exactly sure how it happens, but one second your notebooks are sprayed out against the covers of your bed, and the next they're a crumpled mess on your floor as he has you pinned under him. Your soft bed sheets have nothing on your skin as his rough hands travel up your legs and arms, pulling down the straps of your dress and untying them from the back. He's never been more in love with your bows than the moment your dress slips off your body to reveal the small bows decorating your underwear. It makes him groan as he slips them off your body, making a mental note to please take them home with him when he's done.

As much as he loves the ribbons in your hair, he can't help but think how pretty you look when your hair falls around your shoulders. He much prefers the look of the silk ribbon around your wrists, making sure the ends are even and the bow is tied in perfect loops. Your glossy lips look divine as they drop open in a moan as he pushes into your tight cunt, obsessed with the way your walls pulsate around his leaking cock. And the way you call out his name in that wobbly tone, so different from the low hisses you usually give him, has him gritting his teeth to will himself not to shoot his load so soon. His mind is as loopy as your bows when he buries his face in your neck, huffing at the smell of vanilla cherry and sweat and sex on your skin. He feels like he's in paradise, and even the low tones of Lana's voice filling the room doesn't take away anything from the moment.

Don't question him when that pink ribbon around your wrists goes missing after this, because there is no way in hell he isn't taking that home with him too.

Part 2 Part 3

[thefoolishone666]

Incorrect Quotes from the smiling critters X persona AU I am working on...Mostly cause I am bored.

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Kickin: I can finally drive! Wahoo!

Dogday: Kickin, sweetie, I'm so sorry. Don't feel bad. Alot of people don't pass their test the first time.

Kickin: I passed.

Dogday: You will get the next ti-What? You did? Really? Wow. Really?

Bubba: Hey Kickin, too bad, but I mean, maybe if you studied-

Kickin: I passed.

Bubba: You are going to be driving? Great. (Pulls Dogday aside) Are we sure this is a great idea?!

Crafty, bringing a handmade gift: I made this to cheer you up.

Kickin: I passed.

Crafty: I will save it for your report card.

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Bubba: I will have you know ma'am, that I studied under Mr. Karma. He threatens to murder to me everyday.

Karma: (Holding a bat in the corner)

Bubba: Like that.

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Bobby, winking: So what does a girl have to do to get a drink around here?

Dogday: You ask the guy behind the counter then exchange money?

3 Days Later

Dogday, fixing uniform:...WAIT A SECOND-

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Hoppy: How long have you been standing there!?

Kickin: Don't try it. You know the concept of time confuses me.

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Catnap: We need a way to get inside...Oh! Bubba, give me your credit card!

Bubba: Just try not to bend it.

Catnap: Thanks! (Pockets the card) Kickin, bust down the door!

Kickin: (Shoulder barges the door down)

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Bubba: Were you flirting with me!?

Picky:...Have been for the past year, but thanks for noticing.

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Bubba: Or, as they say in the theater, "Fracture a Femur."

Catnap: What?

Bubba: The actual saying is "Break a Leg," but I improved it!

Catnap: I hate both of those equally.

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Catnap: Wh-what is this!?

Bobby: Something your father clearly never gave you. A hug.

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Kickin: I am a Tank player, so I am always north!

Bubba: And I am Dragoon player, so I am always on the floor!

Catnap: And I am Catnap, nice to meet you.

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Dogday:...I am very bad at this am I?

Hoppy: Yeah...Bunzo is never going to find out where are dating.

Dogday: OH THAT'S WHAT WE ARE DOING!?

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Kickin: People always shoot down my ideas and I’m sick of it. Two sentences in and everyone’s always shouting “what the fuck? that’s illegal!” and “you can’t do that!”. Like, c'mon, let me talk!

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Dogday, referring to Catnap: My favorite person in the world, and my wife!

Bobby:...My whole life.

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Crafty: You stalked a man.

Kickin: No, a boy! He's a young boy! And WE stalked him as partners.

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Hoppy, referring to the boys: Let's find that idiot, that psycho, that douchebag and Kickin.

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Bubba: You know what your problem is?

Dogday: I have more then one?

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*Catnap and Crafty texting*

Catnap: Come downstairs and talk to me please. I'm lonely.

Crafty: Isn't Hoppy there?

Catnap: Yes but I like you more.

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Hoppy: I have very high standards, you know.

Picky: I can make spaghetti.

Hoppy: Oh no! You're meeting all my standards!

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Picky, holding a phone: You guys can't connect without these. You use emoticons instead of emotions. Y'all an unfeeling generation of Zombies!

Dogday and Catnap, putting their heads together: (Starting growling and pretending to eat each other's brains)

Picky: Stop eating him.

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Crafty: Excuse me sir, may I give a different perspective?

Bubba: Of course Crafty save me. Did I go too far?

Crafty: Always sir.

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Shadow Catnap, coming in with a starbucks in hand: Good evening everyone. I would ask what did I miss, but I probably know more then all of you combined.

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Catnap: Did you take out Bubba as I requested?

Picky: Bubba has been taken out, yes.

Catnap: You have my grat-

Picky: It was a great restaurant.

Picky: We had a romantic candlelit dinner.

Picky: Bubba proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers.

[fireworkshuan]

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Lol my blog ,I command this blog , Respets Opinion and Headcanons,and fandoms

Name: Firework fuwa or Shuan

Country Venezuela🇻🇪

Age: 15. Gacha x Au : Principal mascots

April 15th🎂

Fandoms: Mascotverse,KNY,Supermonsters , Paw patrol, Top Wing,Kung Fu wa, Countryhumans, Dan the man,Naruto,Backstreet boys, *NSYNC,Smiling critters, gacha, olympics, Creepypastas,Ninja turtles and Santiago of the seas

No 🚫 yes✅

🚫Politics ,war etc. ✅ Friends

🚫Hatesmy friends. ✅LGBTQ +

🚫Rule 34 or 🔞 . ✅Subs,Followers

🚫Proshippers. ✅Ocs

🚫Haters,LGBTfobic. ✅Mascots

🚫Bullying, Animal abuse. ✅Family

🚫Clarinha do Anjo bee. ✅Anime

🚫Religion intolerance. ✅ movies

🚫xenophobia, Racist... ✅yandere x sempai

🚫cringe gacha. ✅lunime

🚫Zennezu toxic shippers ✅Muinezu

🙏please don't use my ocs without my Permission

My ocs x canon

Blackjack x Zaika ,MeiYing x Miraitowa

Iki x Someity ,Piao x Nik ,Elizabeth x Milo

Sarah x Albarino ,Mikeynie x Joggi

Favorite ships:Huanhuan x Beibei, Wenlock x Phryge, Mandeville x Paralympic Phryge, Muichiro x Nezuko, Tanjiro x Zenitsu, Tz x Hao,Tracker x Sweetie, ArgVene,Rocknia and Dracleo

[hugsandchaos]

More bonus headcanons for something I’m considering. May not end up in an actual Smiling Critters AU (if I make this into one), but more likely to appear in a oneshot or something.

Fuzzy Wuzzy

•One of the four miniature Huggy Wuggies

•Yellow fur

•Was the first one to trust and befriend Catnap after he defended them from a particularly rowdy and aggressive kid

•When carried by Catnap, Fuzzy is usually held in his left arm

•Enjoys reading books or listening to Catnap or others read to them (has started to take an interest in dinosaurs and other prehistoric life)

•Not a picky eater, but loves vegetable soup (don’t put a bowl near them without telling them wether or not it’s not for them, this child will also drink the broth)

•Likes quiet, calm moments so they can read in peace

•Terrified of doctors and the sight of medical tools, just like his siblings and Catnap

•Tends to cry when they’re overwhelmed by flashlight lights

•Introvert

Snoozy Woozy

•The second of the four miniature Huggy Wiggies

•Green fur

•Last to trust Catnap and was very defensive of his siblings when he didn’t

•When carried by Catnap, is usually sitting on his shoulders or holding onto his right shoulder

•Enjoys puzzles, and can most likely be seen putting one together by himself or with others

•A fairly picky eater, but loves grapes (will not eat stuff with too much sugar because the sugar will start to make his teeth feel cold and he hates it, and also hates certain “versions” of certain flavors)

•Like his name suggests, really enjoys a nice nap when he can and is a pretty deep sleeper (as long as it’s only 20 minutes or he’ll wake up not know where he is, who he is, or what year it is for a moment)

•Terrified of doctors and surgery tools

•Very determined to protect his siblings and will always put himself between them and any threat

•Ambivert

Cuddly Wuddly

•The third of the miniature Huggy Wuggies

•Purple fur

•Third to trust Catnap

•When carried by Catnap, usually hold onto his left shoulder or lifted up by his tail

•Enjoys music (favorite instrument to listen to is the piano)

•Often a little scared to try new foods because they’re worried they won’t like it and upset the person who made it

•Likes to lay on top of or next to her siblings while she naps, it helps to know that someone’s nearby

•Also terrified of doctors and their tools

•Really likes water for some reason, but always asks Catnaps for permission first before trying to go in

•Ambivert

Sweetie Weetie

•The fourth of the miniature Huggy Wuggies

•Red fur

•Second to trust Catnap

•When carried by Catnap, is usually held in his right arm

•Really likes the idea of cooking and wants to learn

•Not very picky, but if it can be helped, there are certain flavors and foods they’d rather not eat

•Likes to help Catnap take care of their siblings when they can

•Just like their siblings, has a big fear of doctors and sharp tools

•Likes crystals or any rock they find to be cool and would bring one to their siblings and Catnap

•Extrovert

Again, these are IF I add them. If I decide I want to or if someone asks, I don’t mind explaining how they know Catnap.

I would love to write these four giving the other Smiling Critters a hard time and Catnap wakes up from a long-needed, well-deserved nap and goes “Littles?” to get their attention. In one second, the day-long chaos suddenly stops and the four rush to him acting all innocent. Catnap knows they’re not innocent in the havoc he walked in on, he just knows that they listen to him and not his friends.

[doodledoesthing3]

ITS BIG BOY THEORY TIME FOLKS!

I’ll be talking about @daydreamer36’s oneshots with @funny-critter-blog and @theonetruegnome’s critter aus + ocs!

If you don’t have time to read it all then just look at my Google doc later!

OKAY! So far, there’s been creatures, possibly a god or demon and a curse/illness affecting the critters. We don’t know how these things got here or why they’re here, but I believe that could be answered within the future oneshots! Here’s my notes so far.

Critters involved in this situation: Dandydoe, Laddie Lightbolt, Peggizest, Sunny Sunray, Gloria Grace, Conk-Out Cockerel, Catcaper, Shashta Sewing, Clay Paclayderm, Parker Peeri, Munchypup, Cody Cubcake, Herohen, Sunnyshoat, Eleonore Elements, Eli Electrophant, Sweetie Pup, Callum Cuddlekit, Jackie Journeyer, Sammy Shovel, Chamomile Featherby, Susie Stealth, Snoozysow.

Critters that have a possible or confirmed connection with the pink/magenta curse: Sunny Sunray, Clay Paclayderm

Critters that have a connection with The Code: Catcaper, Shashta Sewing, Clay Paclayderm

Critters that have a connection with the shapeshifting beast: Clay Paclayderm

Critters that are missing: Sunny Sunray, Gloria Grace, Parker Peeri, Eleonore Elements

The pink/magenta curse: It can take a liquid form, it’s unknown if it can turn into a gas or a solid, but it can take the form of a hand. It causes a critter to be scared and isolate themselves in their homes to the point of shaking and rocking back and forth. It’s unknown where this curse came from and who first came into contact with it. A critter who doesn’t have the curse who tries to help the victim will be teleported away from them. Aura is a possible location/first victim of the pink/magenta curse. The pink/magenta curse could have the ability to turn its victim into a beast without them knowing. (Unconfirmed)

The pink/magenta curse’s first appearance: Act 1: What Do You Mean?!

Creatures: A green winged figure (Act 1: Could You Rule The Sky One More Time), A black and white elephant child (Act 1: The Scholar’s Noose), A shadowy beast figure(Act 1: The Scholar’s Noose), A small & big beast with a belt that has needles and different limbs [Clay Paclayderm] (Act 2: Why Isn’t It Perfect?!)

Italian words: 1. Non c'è speranza 2. Vieni qui

Translation: 1. There’s no hope 2. Come Here

The use of Italian is smart, but why Italian of all languages? Is there going to be an Italian character/creature/organization soon? The only Italian character here is Parker, he is a possible candidate for the weird voices in the Иᴉმμϝwɑ𐑊ԍ Oneshot until more Italian characters pop up.

Numbers: _ 3 1 _ (possible answer key?)

Иᴉმμϝwɑ𐑊ԍ = possible cypher. No answer key yet.

Who’s J.J? (Possible hint of time travel?) J.J could be Jackie Journeyer. What do the symbols mean? The circle looks like the blog’s pfp (more specifically, the two pink sides), perhaps there’s another blog?

Act 2: WHY & Why Isn’t It Perfect?!

Morse code: (1) .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .- (2) .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-/ .- ..- .-. .-

Morse code translation: 1. AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA 2.AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA AURA

Thoughts on the Morse Code: Either I translated it wrong or Aura is a character/creature/organization that will be appearing soon. Aura is repeated several times but why? What importance does Aura have? Is it the origins of the pink/magenta curse? Perhaps Aura was the first victim of the pink/magenta curse? Aura is a song that holds a connection with Catcaper and the note.

Clay knows the shapeshifting beast and calls it a ‘him’. This beast could’ve been a character that we haven’t seen yet and maybe we’ll see this beast again in a future Oneshot.

THE CREATURE IN WHY ISN’T IT PERFECT IS CLAY. (CONFIRMED)

The note calls Clay caught and tamed, HeroHen is so unexplained, Laddie formed a semblance filled with energy, Catcaper has secrets taken to the grave, Sweetie has failed, Peggizest’s love prevails, Snoozysow is a tradition that’s been unveiled, and Cody repainted in the secrets clashed.

Clay hasn’t been caught for he still roams around freely, but he does act tamed, perhaps he’s been mentally caught instead?

What secrets are Catcaper and Cody hiding? I can understand Catcaper having some secrets, but Cody? How can Cody, the foodie of the group, have secrets? Is the secret hidden in her cooking?

What is the unveiled tradition that Snoozysow has, does it have something to do with her sleepy tea recipe?

What did Sweetie fail?

How does Peggizest’s love prevail? She’s not the emotional one of the group, that doesn’t make sense unless she either A. Has a crush on one of the missing critters (highly unlikely) or B. Loves her friends too much to fail.

What is the semblance that Laddie has created? What power does it possess? Will it stop or cure the pink/magenta curse? How was she able to create a semblance from energy?

HeroHen, despite being the leader, is unexplainable for an unknown reason. Is it because of his superhero persona? Who knows!

Catcaper’s secret and the note is hidden within a song. Aura is a song that has exactly what the note speaks of. Perhaps Caper made a deal with whoever made the note in order to solve the town’s mystery, but someone didn’t hold up their end of the bargain and Caper failed to solve the mystery that year. That could be why he doesn’t remember who made the note!

The WHYWHYWHY oneshot:

1. WHY START RUNNING THE CODE WILL SAVE US ALL

2. WHY START RUNNING IT IS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE YOU ARE AN ENEMY TOO

(Day’s friend figured the sentences out and I figured out the spelling)

These are all of my findings! If you have a theory about Day’s Oneshot series, feel free to put in my ask box or leave in the Google doc’s comments!

See ya next time!

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[tastierwithsweetiecritters]

Critter Ship Fun

So while our group was talking about the critter ships we have we realized that Foodcoloring are both ice creams, CuddleJump has chocolate on them, StarStudent are batter treats, and DayNap have a spice in their treat.

One of our Members, @bo-bo-bean, came up with this clever wording, “Foodcoloring melt for each other, CuddleJump is smooth, rich love, StarStudent has foundation, and DayNap have that kick of romance!”

He also came up with funny and cute scripts of our ships, take a look:

DayNap:

DogDough, sipping coffee: ... Mm. Too bitter. kisses CatCrumb's cheek and sips coffee again. Aaaugh too sweet!

FoodColoring:

Sticky, making cupcakes with Crafty: Hey! Almost done decorating? Crafty: Almost...! I'm just painting the world on this fondant... Sticky: Oh lemme see! sees herself on the cupcake That's me? Crafty: Mmhmm!

CubbleJump:

Hoppy: Sometimes, you gotta stop and kiss the roses Bobby: Pfft, Hoppy! It's SMELL the ros- Hoppy: takes her hand and kisses it Hey, everyone does it their own way. This works for me better

StarStudent:

Bubba: Do I smell something burning? Kickin: Just my love for you...~ Bubba: ... Kickin: ... And Sticky stole CatCrumb's chocolates In the background: CatCrumb giving Sticky nightmares

[bo-bo-bean]

An AU a group of friends and I are working on!

Meet

THE SWEETIE CRITTERS!!

Well two of them. DogDough and Sticky Picky!

[yams-here]

hi guys my name is yams and I'm addicted to character designing

best team I mean Juniper!!

Jaune looked a little boring tbh (and his sweatshirt looked weird) so yknow, just basic little changes. changed his bangs, gave him some bandaids to show his lack of aura from the beginning of the show and his tendency to get hurt, just made his overall look a little simpler. a lot of designs in this show tend to have a lot of detail so I streamlined him a little bit

NORAAAAAAAAAA she is beloved so I got rid of those weird blue and red details from her first design. give this bad bitch elbow pads cute heart earrings and Ren's signature green as an accent. her ankle boots kind of alude to those chunky boots that tend to be associated with vikings and while I was doing her sketch the sentence "thunder thighs" flashbanged in my mind so I had to lmao

Pyrrha GIRL why you so skinny give her muscles goddamit I gave her pants for some variety and made her chest... thing an actual chestplate. Her actual design was already top tier 10/10 mwah chef's kiss so there isn't much to say lol

Ren's shoes from chapter one weirded me out like boy why do you look like you'll play a sax solo that will change my life. not much has changed but I made his colors a little more vibrant and made his pinks match better with Nora's. He Is Tallest Of The Team Because I Said So

Team that is totally canon and not just a The judgemental critter[tm] idea that I fell in love with, SVCP (sugarpea[?])

(This titters in AU territory but idc so basic background: They're second years, Penny is an exchange student from Atlas because she wanted to have a more normal school girl experience [and I imagine she's quite famous in Atlas] and if there was one person Ironwood would trust to take care of one of his most powerful weapons I mean Pietro's daughter is Ozpin, therefore she studies at Beacon. Cardin USED to be in Team CRDL but he flunked his second year at school so he got reassigned with Sun, Velvet and Penny much to his dismay. idk who was the previous member that Cardin replaced or how it would work and again idc maybe they're also transfer students or Velvet joined school one year late than usual with some experience idk)

Sun's design is lowkey weird to me like everytime I see some detail of it I just think "why tho" So I just kinda threw the skin of it away and kept the bones, like the open shirt and more streetwear look of it. I tried making him look more like a dude that does parkour and also made his shirt actually slightly relevant to his fairytale? idk it looks like he actually does martial arts AND is a fuck boy instead of just being a fuck boy. Give this slut some cool kicks

Velvet is SO CUTE but Too Much Brown bring back the light cyan from her original concept and give some slight modifications to her outfit to streamline it for her various fighting styles (specially her main one with lots of kicks) I gave her a hime cut and made her hair more straight from some variety and gave her ocular albinism to allude to rabbits with red eyes (also her surname is literally Scarlatina give this girl a little red at least). She gets a hairclip because she's a cutie patootie and she's more bottom heavy because again, she's a kicker and it alludes to rabbits :)

Cardin's hair bothers me SO MUCH why does it look like a plastic cap. I made his weave look like REAL hair and gave him some moles to make his face a little more interesting. I didn't change TOO much about his outfit but I gave him some hip armor that resembles folded wings and a butt cape for a brighter shade of red and to resemble a Cardinal's tail. Now go have your character development sweetie!!

Penny's first design was already perfect to be fair, I just did some adjustments for style like having the lace from her boots (socks?) reappear in other places on her outfit, changing her skirt into shorts to call back more to Pinnochio (and also there's too many girls wearing skirts already) and made her bangs actually have the same texture as the rest of her hair

School faculty!! with like only 4 characters in the lineup because I was lazy

Tried making Glynda a little more like The Good Witch from the classic movie while keeping her original "vibe", so I gave her some half up, half down wavy hair, some butterfly motifs and exchanged the dark gold for silver. And her semblance is magic bubbles (they can be big or small and fast or slow, and they can move in big clouds of them) so alude to the original inspo + making her powers make a little more sense

Oobleck is already best boy so I just added some details to make him more visually interesting, like the different shoes now being accentuated by different colored socks, a wrist watch to imply he needs some help keeping himself more organized, (and to imply speed maybe) his necktie being flung over his shoulder and a jacket just barely being held on by a safety pin, maybe he kept misplacing it before that lmao

Coco Adel!! Yes she's a teacher now because I loved her too much to fully discard her for this idea I had. She teaches Care of Weapons (which is weird that it wasn't there already) And is the sassy and fashionable bitch we all love!! Who is now a faunus so she can be the hound to fox's... fox. I just generally tried to keep her fashionable vibe while actually making certain aspects of her outfit make more sense

Fox!! there isn't much to say about him I just tried to make his outfit more visually interesting. Now he's actually a faunus and he has a fox tail + a low ponytail that looks like a fox tail... And he's a teacher now. He teaches about semblances

OK FINAL LINEUP I PROMISE

Neo was already perfect, I just changed some aspects I fould weird personally (Like the shape of her jacket and the double belt) and gave her some moles and lipstick so she doesn't look like a baby and to invoke more of this old timey hollywood criminal vibe. Also her two hair colors swirl!! like a soft serve!!

There isn't much about Roman that I really want to talk about, I just made his hair look more like hair and less like plastic and made his lower half more interesting. Otherwise he was fun and ok enough as is, there isn't much that I could change without just. getting rid of his vibe entirely lol

Emerald was already great, I just changed her for the sake of her not being the only one that remained the same and made her pants a big baggier, hopefully it helps alude to her inspo of alladin a little better

TRY TO MAKE MERCURY ACTUALLY LOOK INTERESTING CHALLENGE: IMPOSSIBLE (?) because idk if I succeded lol, I moved his armor to his legs because that's what he uses to fight, plus added an accent color as a wing on his heel, so it alludes better to his hermes inspo (also makes his color pallete slightly less boring) My ideas for him were literally just... add. give him piercings, give him olive skin, give him the fox eyes so then there's a reveal that he has silver eyes that he can't use because he doesn't love anybody, etc etc, I hope it worked lol

RWBY redesigns cuz idk I just really like the power system

Ruby's design was already great and iconic but I just wanted to bring more red and a little more color variation to her because it kind of blended all together for me? also I miss her poofy skirt bring it back. I think that the corset idea is great but wasn't very well executed Weiss is based more on her snowpea outfit as you can see but brought some ice blue to it (lowkey inspired by her manga design) and golden buttons, not only to have SOMEONE from team rwby have yang's yellow but I feel like it makes her look a little more regal. Also make her blind on one eye fuck it. her fighting with limited field of view is more impressive. ALSO her and Ruby having the same type of skirt threw me off. her skirt is floaty like a ballerina's instead (she's wearing shorts trust) I legit think Blake's vol. 1 design is perfect but I changed it because 1. For the sake of her not being the only one that remains the same and 2. I wish at least she got pants from the beggining, if only for the sake of variety Yang I obviously based her design on her Hunter outfit because that was the only time she truly slayed and love love love it- I would have totally kept her purple bandanna but the idea of her carrying around a piece of Ruby's cape tickled me- and it would connect them as sisters yknow, them having the other's signature color on their hips

[blackfire-fanfiction]

Ah

I meant Cornelius as the farm guy to help with the Critters. Like their go-to for randomly dropping off Critters that Raphael really want to visit back

Unless Donnie going to build a whole Farm / maintain it by himsel?. Donnie sweetie plz you need a nap. You got to stop caring this entire AU branch alone. This is why it's going to take so long to Dimension hop because Raphael keeps stumbling face first into side content.

The idea does have some merit to it... I think it's one of those things where I'll settle on it for sure when it comes to actually writing it into the story. But since that won't happen for a while, we can play around with the idea! If it ends up getting scrapped it will still be fun to think about

[grogusmum]

Halloween with Frankie

(Part of Don’t Give Up AU)

Frankie x f!reader

WORD COUNT 3000ish

WARNING: Halloween Domesticity in the extreme, lots of food, spicy at the end ( a little smooching, a little thigh riding) fade to black implied sex (see something, say something! if missed anything please DM me and let me know so I can add it, same with any mistakes with Spanish- thank you in advance)

SUMMARY: It’s Halloweentime at the Morales Household, Pope and The Miller Brothers join you, Frankie, Lucia and newest Morales, Millaray, to celebrate.

Happy Halloween!!

The garage was alive with the sounds of creation. Sawdust covered the concrete floor, bandsaw whirling, at the far end by the garage doors on sawhorses sat “halloweenified” Toy Story characters on plywood cutouts from last night’s paint job. Frankie had been working nonstop all week preparing for one of his favorite days of the year, there had been a time when it slipped by him. Whether due to deployment, on special assignment, then with his struggles with PTSD. But after Lucia was born, he took it on with fervor, and he got to be a kid again. So, on this Tuesday before Halloween, he was yet again, making more decorations for the front lawn.

“Dr. Frankie-steen,” you shout over the saw, with a laugh, as you come into the garage your 14-month-old, Milly on your hip, “what madness are you creating now?”

“You love it,” Frankie says as he turns it off.

“You know I do,” you say, looking at his latest creation, and then at the pieces on the saw horses.

“What do you think”, he says as he pulls Milly out of your arms and tucking her into his side.

“I love it, I love it all!” You say as you brush the sawdust out of his hair, and giving him a peck on the cheek, “I finished my costume.”

Milly babbles excitedly. Frankie looks at you excitedly and brings you in for a kiss.

“Is that so?”

You nod and wink.

Suddenly, Lucy is running pell-mell to the front yard, she has been in her costume nonstop for the better part of the 3 days since it was completed. It was all you could do to get her to take off the red gambler cowgirl hat, with white whip stitching around the brim for bed.

“Yeeeee Hhhhawww! Dat critter needs hep!!” Lucy shouts as she runs over to a stuffed armadillo that was tucked into the tree limb of the small apple tree you and Frankie planted when Lucia was born.

“That costume is not going to make it to Friday,” you say.

The costume makes it to Friday to your immense relief. Lucia comes downstairs with it on for breakfast ready for her preschool's Halloween party.

“Yoda-lay-hee-whooo I smell some panshakes!” she calls out when she gets to the kitchen.

“Good smellin’ Jessi the Yodeling Cowgirl,” Frankie says as he puts Millaray in her highchair.

“Yes, it’s pancakes for Halloween Breakfast sweetie!”

“YAY!”

The kitchen door swings open, and Ben and Will come in, followed by Santiago.

“Happy Halloween, Morales Familia!”

“And Feliz Día de los Muertos, to you tío Santi!” You say.

“Fees Dia delo Moortoo tío ! Lucy shouts.

“Good job, Mija” Frankie whispers as he kisses her head.

Pope looks properly surprised and pleased, bringing his hands to his heart.

“Lucia, bebé!” He scoops her up and sits in her chair, putting her on his lap, then placing a kiss on her head.

“Can I help?” Will asks you, leaning on the counter. You wipe your hands on the towel on your shoulder, laughing.

“Sure, deliver these bad boys to the table and then sit yourself down.”

Everyone crowds the table and there is a flurry of pancakes, bacon, fruit, and syrup being passed around. Frankie looks around smiling, when his eyes meet yours there is a glisten to them. He helps Milly with her pancake and then picks up his phone, and starts tapping away.

Your phone buzzes.

I love you <3

You smile and look up at him. Your phone buzzes again.

I never thought all this could be mine

Buzz

Could be my life

Buzz

Corazón, thank you

Your smile widens and your eyes become wet, you look up at him, and mouth, I love you.

“Okay,” Benny says. “Should we confiscate your phones, kids.”

The kitchen fills with laughing, chatter and eating, until you look at the time. In a whirlwind of coats and shoes, you and Frankie get Lucy in the car. Pope and the Millers promise to take good care of Milly while you watch the preschoolers do their Costume Parade.

“We will be back soon, the parade is right at the beginning and then they will go into their classes for their parties, no parents, except the classroom helpers,” Frankie tells Santiago as he heads to the door.

“No problem, we’ll watch Milly, and when you get back, we’ll get the rest of your decorations up. We’ll shoot the Stevenson’s display outta the water!”

“Keep him, out of the treats! Frankie says pointing at Benny, who is doing his best to look affronted. “Will?”

“I’ll make sure,” Will nods, laughing.

“And Benjamin? You come back tonight with that slacker costume crap, no muddie buddies, no mama’s almond ghost cookies, no nothing!”

Benny looks down at his “this is my costume” t-shirt then up at Frankie horrified.

Delta Force has fully descended on the front lawn and porch, the sound of mallets and staple guns can be heard as you finish up the homemade treats.

Frankie comes in like a tornado, grabbing more bits and bobs from a Halloween bin.

“Babe, I still need to make mama’s almond cookies,” he says brows knitting in worry.

“Yes, you do my love, because I never get them right. And no one will forgive us if they are not made!”

“I don’t think I have time,” His brows now fully knotted.

“You will. I’ll take the staple gun; you take the oven mitts. I’ve got the butter softened and the eggs are room temp.” you gently smooth over the creases of his brow with you thumbs.

“Oh, mi alma, thank you!” Frankie pulls you in for a hug and nibbles at your neck. You giggle and instinctively bring your head down to protect the sensitive skin there, but Frankie gives a playful growl and digs in, and the nibble becomes a bite, you stop giggling and give a soft moan.

“Babe, the-” you are completely distracted, “You… the cookieees...”

The guys come in for lunch. There is a chorus of whistling and laughing and the two of you spring apart. Next, there is a lot of slapping of wrists, keeping them out of the table covered in tins, platters, and goody bags.

“Sandwiches and drinks are on the counter, stay away from the goodies!!!”

There is a knock at the door and Frankie looks out the window.

“Crap, it’s Todd,” Frankie says, adding for the Millers benefit, “from the HOA."

You can hear him muttering as he goes to the door-

“I’m never gonna get to mama's cookies…” Then he hitches on a wide smile and opens it, “Todd! Happy Halloween! What’s up?”

You can hear the murmur of Todd’s concern about this and that and rules about lighted display blah biddy blah, you roll your eyes. It goes on... Delta Force snickers.

Milly topples her cup off her highchair tray, and tío Santi is on the case, cooing to her.

Frankie walks back into the kitchen muttering to himself, you hear pendejo, then in sweet sing-song sarcasm, something you do not understands- andate a la chucha Todd.

“Papa! Millaray is right here!” Pope scolds with exaggerated indignance, his hands over Milly’s little ears. Frankie looks at her sheepishly.

“Sorry, mijita.”

“What is he complaining about now?” You ask calmly, wrapping your arms around Frankie’s middle.

“He insists our mist maker from last year is a fog machine even though I’ve shown him the atomizer twice and decided to read me the entire sub-article on light displays when we have the least amount of lighting on the block and its all solar so there are no cords for kids to trip- ¡Vamos! It’s all bull- um pucky.”

“Well, Todd cannot stand us, for”, you clear your throat, “reasons. But Brenda loves you!”

“Who’s Brenda,” Benny asks, laughing at Home Owners Association woes.

“Oop, speak of the devil,” you say looking out the window.

“Is it always like this? It’s a freaking sitcom around here,” Will laughs to no one in particular, looking out the window. Pope nods.

Your neighbor to the right comes up the walk, her wheelchair-bound son with her, as she gets closer you see she is upset. You and Frankie meet her on the walk.

You ask what is wrong and Brenda launches into a story about her ex, her anxiety and her anger palpable. He was supposed to make something for Christopher as part of his costume but blew it off. Frankie pulls his tape measure from where it’s clipped on his belt and kneels on the walk, getting down to Christopher’s level, and starts measuring his chair.

“Hey, buddy. What are you gonna be for Halloween?” He asks.

Christopher holds up his Baby Yoda toy, and Frankie takes it with a smile.

“Dad was gonna make me a Mandalorian helmet and paint a cardboard Razor Crest to attach to my chair… but he got busy”

Brenda shows you the barely started helmet, tears in her eyes, she looks away so her son doesn’t see. You take the helmet, you nod and mouth, I got it.

Frankie finishes his measurements that he is tapping into his phone.

“Okay, Mando, I will have your Razor Crest ready for take-off before sunset. Take good care of that little one!”

“I will,” Christopher says taking back the Grogu doll with care.

“Oh Thank you, Frankie!” Brenda says giving a watery smile.

“You got it,” he says with an easy smile. “Hey um, Todd was, um, worried about our mist makers”

“Do not worry about Todd,” Brenda says rolling her eyes. “I’ll talk to him.”

With a half-hour to sundown, Christopher and Brenda come back up the walk, you stand outside the garage holding a now silver helmet with a black “T” shaped visor. Brenda sees and looks like she wants to cry again.

“Here you go Mando. Remember, the Mandalorian is both predator and prey. It only the bravest, who can walk the way of the Mand’alor,” You say solemnly as you place the helm on his head. Christopher nods.

Brenda smiles, thank you she mouths.

“Okay I’m no Peli Motto but, I think I did a pretty good job here,” Frankie says as he brings out a gorgeous double-wall cardboard Razor Crest. “I wanted to do it in something that would really last, but I was worried about the added weight, you know?”

This is when Brenda threw her arms around Frankie and cried.

“Thank you! Oh my God!” She cries. “Look, Christopher! It’s amazing!”

“Thank you, Mr. Morales, thank you Ms. Morales!” He says in awe.

Frankie brings it carefully up and over Christopher’s head and the chair and starts attaching it with zip ties. Then he adds a console with some working glowing buttons and the beloved lever with the silver ball on top. You had seen it, you had helped make it, yet you were starting to get teary too. Frankie too finds himself not immune.

“Happy Halloween Mando! Mando’s mom!” He says, with a sniffle.

“We’ll see you for tricks and treats, right?” You ask.

“Absolutely! See you then!” Brenda says as they head back to their house.

You and Frankie hug murmuring words of love and pride and then Frankie looks at his watch and makes a face, and without a word runs into the house for his cookies. You follow behind smiling shaking your head.

“Costumes! It’s time for everyone to get into their costumes!” You call to the house at large.

“I’m in mine,” Lucy says from the tent in the living room.

“Of course you are! Okay, I’m going to get into mine and then help Milly into hers, okay mija? Papa needs to get into his costume to so we can put on a show for a bit if you want” You kiss her head that is now poking out of the tent, tío Santi pokes his head out of the other side. “What about your costume, mister?”

“Oh I have mine, I’ll get it on now, we do not want a repeat of last year. Frankie still gives me a hard time.” Pope climbs out of the tent and heads to his car.

You put on Lucy’s favorite Halloween show and run upstairs, you hear Frankie running up behind you, he gives your behind a smack.

“Hey!” you shout and smack his in return.

He just laughs and starts pulling off his clothes, his t-shirt covered in paint and flour.

You stop to just look at him, face shining with excitement.

“Hey,” you say again this time quietly, pulling him to you, he immediately wraps his big arms around you, “you having fun?”

“Oh yeah, I am, babe, the best time. I cant wait to see you in your costume.” He says giving his brows a quirk up and down. Then he bites your shoulder.

“Later Count Frankula!” You pull away and give him a wink.

You both get down to the business of putting on your costumes, you have been hiding the finished piece in Milly’s closet so you run in there to get it on. When you return Frankie is dressed as Woody from Toy Story, complete with a holster not with a gun, but an oversized match-stick Frankie made.

You laugh at his reaction, it’s as if you’d come out wearing some sexy nurse get-up, except you are dressed very accurately as Bo Peep, from Toy Story 4, complete with a large pink bow, tape around one bicep, cape with an oversized pink flower button you made and calf-length ruffled pantalettes.

“What?” You ask, looking down at yourself.

“I just- you look-” Frankie rubs the back of his neck, not unlike Woody “I really like Bo Peep.”

“Well, Sheriff, Bo Peep really likes you,” you say, brows wiggling.

“MAMI! PAPI!!” Lucy calls. “It’s almost time!”

You both laugh, you give him a quick but fierce kiss and grab Milly’s Three Eyed Alien costume made with a set of footie pajamas off the bed and come down the stairs.

“Okay, my love, we are here and almost ready!”

Frankie picks up Milly and you shuck her of her clothes, Frankie eyes her diaper suspiciously.

Then takes the costume and heads to the changing table.

“Let’s just get a new diaper on this tushy!”

In walks the Millers, Will dressed as Mr Potato Head and Benny in one of those blow-up T- Rex costumes and soon Santiago comes out of the laundry room as Buzz Lightyear. Everyone regales each other with compliments on their respective costumes.

After many photos are taken of everyone, Frankie pulling people into different groupings, standing by his plywood stands, finally you convinced him that you had every possible configuration, the Millers take candy dispensing duty and the Morales’ and tío Santi go trick or treating.

The street is teeming with trick or treaters, everyone calling to each other, asking for pictures.

When you arrive back at the house, the Millers are still on the porch, handing out candy. Frankie has Milly over his shoulder and Pope is carrying Lucy who’s eyes are half-closed. Santi gives her a kiss as you trade her for your crook.

“Say good night, love bug,” you murmur as you get ready to take her upstairs.

“G’night, happy ha’ween”

Frankie melts a little, kissing her head, he follows with Milly.

Soon the candy is gone, the lights are out, the guys on their way home. You and Frankie are stretched out on the couch.

“So, Sheriff, do you have anything left in the tank?”

Frankie gives a thoughtful pout, “for you? Always. Gimme kiss.”

You smile and kneel on the couch, shuffling up, you sit on his lap. He plays with the ruffles of your pantalettes. You fix the Sheriff star on his chest and look at him through your lashes.

“Yes, sir.”

What begins gentle, deepens and Frankie’s lips begin to chase yours. His warm broad hand comes to the base of your head and keeps you close as his tongue seeks entry. You grant it eagerly. The gentle warmth you feel starts to heat up. His other hand on your back, feeling the tie of the lacing of the powder blue bodice. Single-handed he unties it and starts working the laces open.

You can feel him under you, you smile and turn away from him, legs now straddling him, so he can work open your bodice, he unclasps your bra beneath but doesn’t take your top off, his hands come up under your bra and he squeezes. Your breath hitches and you plant your hands on his knees.

He chuckles and sits up, his chest meeting your back. Then he presses you to him.

“You wanna ride?” He murmurs in your ear, biting your shoulder, then the back of your neck. His hands slide down your sides. He takes hold of your hips and starts to rock you.

A small moan escapes, as heat rises in you cheeks and pools in your core, the two of you haven’t done this sort of thing since you were teens. Fully dressed on the couch when parents were supposed to be out for a few hours. You giggle a little, he does too. Then you pick up the pace.

Frankie sighs content, sated; you hold him as he rests his head on your chest, another Halloween in the rearview mirror…

“Corazón?”

You hum, drowsiness overtaking you. He lifts his head to look at you-

“Next year, I was thinking-

You stop him with a kiss.

“Tomorrow, babe. Show me the plans tomorrow.”

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[chocominnie]

One Last Time 02  —  Pjm. (M)

⇢ pairing: Jimin X Reader

⇢ Genre: Idol!Jimin, Exbf!Jimin, model!reader, sad au, fluff, tons of smut, angst

⇢ Synopsis: Your idol ex boyfriend Jimin cheated on you. You two have been broken up for a while now and the media has been keeping track of you and him. You’re trying to get over him, but the things that happen inbetween makes you re-think the entire breakup, and so does Jimin…

⇢ Song : xxxxx

⇢ Previous : 00   01

⇢ Word Count : 

⇢ Warnings: dominant jimin, makeout sessions, this is honestly a sad angsty au, cheating, pregnancy, unprotected and protected sex, a bunch of sex, no really a LOT of sexual themes too, I know I’m forgetting some but sorry in advance!

⇢ Copyright: please do NOT repost, translate, or modify my works in any way, shape or form, on any platform. If found doing so , it is considered as plagiarism and appropriate LEGAL action will be taken

⇢ Authors note: This is my mini series for the summer! Get your tissues, things to take your anger out on, and sit back and watch the drama unfold. Shall we begin?

Your eyes shoot open, chest heaving heavily as you let out a blood curdling scream. Not this again. The same dream over and over again each night. It leaves you sleepless. The time on the clock on your nightstand reads 3:04 am. Just only four hours ago is when you fell asleep. But a full night’s sleep hasn’t happened for a year so why would it matter anyways.

Once you catch your breath you unplug your phone from the charger and read some of the notifications. From your window, the night-time critters sing their songs along with the persistant owl that’s somewhere around the apartment complex. You’d only noticed him, the owl, just a few months ago when your cat started meowing with his hoots. 

A missed call from your uncle. 

Immediately you unlock your phone and dial the number. Bringing your index finger to your mouth you gently nip on it waiting for it to answer, The rings are agonizing to you. If something has happened you only wish and pray it wasn’t as bad as you think. He’s the only parental figure left in your life.

‘‘ Princess! Hello I was just calling to speak to you earlier. But I realized you are five hours ahead of me and you had probably went to sleep.’‘

His soothing voice calms your emotions making you let out a tiny breath of air. Thank god.

‘’Hey Charlie.” You sigh. Looking towards your left, you spot Clara purring quietly next to you. You can’t help but to smile while bringing a hand over to rub her head with your thumb.  She’s so small under the shining moonlight from your window.

Her white coat shines brightly amongst her, making you remember the first night you had brought her home. All she did was sleep, and it worried you because you had no prior expierence caring for anything, let alone a small animal. Clara only drank kitten milk and slept back then. Occasionally being awake enough to nip at your fingers whenever you pet or touched her.

Now she’s a bit bigger and walks around the apartment like she owns the place. Quite the little attitude she has, but its too damn cute for you to scold her whenever she does something wrong. 

“ Yes I did fall asleep from after a gathering at someone’s house.’’ You continue on, bringing your knees to your chest after opening the curtain of your window fully.

The moons brightness illuminates the entire room, but not so bright for you to complain though. ‘’ Oh- was it Jimin’s? Tell him I said hell-’’

You bite your lip hard at his name. He doesn’t know and you wont even dare to let him know. Knowing him, your uncle would have a fit and oppose to come back to Seoul to ‘set the record straight.’ to Jimin. That’s the last thing you want to do, cause trouble.

‘‘ It was his brother’s house warming party.” You say, lowering your tone in your voice. You look at the nightstand for a couple of seconds just before opening the top drawer of the wooden, polished piece. Your hands shakily pull out a picture of you two together.

It was taken at  Marne-la-Vallée, France right infront of Cinderella’s castle. That was the day that you and Jimin had to went to Disneyland in Paris, France. You cant help but to think, with the picture in hand, that it was one of the best nights ever. It was also the same night your virginity was taken.

‘‘ Oh.. I know that tone. Are you two arguing at the moment.”

You shrug, “ I mean you could say that.’’

No you cant.

‘‘ Alright alright I won’t talk more of him. Let’s change the subject.” He chuckles deeply into the phone.

‘‘ How’s Europe? Anything new happening on base?”

‘‘ Same old Same old. It’s been what? 2 years since I’ve left Seoul? The food is different over here. They don’t have kimchi pancakes sadly.”

You can only imagine the frowny face he makes at you whenever he doesn’t approve or like something. It always turns out to be funny.

You giggle into the phone shaking your head slightly, “ Of course. You are in Europe Charlie. Where are you getting food from anyway if you are on base?’’

‘‘ I can go off base to a certain mileage when I am off duty. I just have to report back in time. But you do know that you can always come live on base with me...’ He trails off.

Oh boy. Here he goes. He’s always talking about moving you on base with him. Hell, he’s been talking about it since before he had to go to be based in Europe. By then you were twenty years old and old enough to live by yourself. Growing up in Daegu, Korea since you were six, you felt as if Korea was home to you and you definately weren’t ready to leave yet.

Especially, after losing your parents here. Around eight years old, your aunt and mother were on the way to pick up your father from the airport. With your mom and dad also being military and based in Korea with your dad’s bestfriend, your uncle Charlie, your father had been called to take military leave to go and be based in Korea for the National Guard.

On the way back from the airport, a drunk driver had struck the car knocking them off the road and colliding head first into the railing of the bridge. All bodies were reported dead upon collision, including your aunt. Charlie didn’t take the news well at all, and so did you. Only eight years old and still a bit new to a foreign country. It was devistating for you and Charlie. Charlie did what was right and stepped up to be your legal guardian while taking some time off from the military. Till this day, he treats you like his sacred little daughter and you can’t ask for anyone better than him.

 “You are old enough to live on your own and housing is avail-”

You jump at his voice on the line again, being too spaced out from the tragic memory. Before he can go on any longer you cut him off. ‘‘ Im fine with the apartment you left me. Im paying the bills on time and taking good care of it.”

‘‘ Alright fine. But that option is always available you hear me? I will always be ready for you to come with me.’’

‘‘ Okay Charlie” You groan.

‘‘ Alright.. sweetie it’s getting late on this side and it’s already 3 am on your side. Get some sleep okay? Don’t you have a model shoot thingy or something? You have those a lot.’‘

‘‘ Yes i actually do in a couple of hours. It’s been a while since I’ve did a shoot. Please eat and sleep well. Don’t injure yourself.’‘

‘‘ I promise. You promise to do the same right?’‘ He says, rustling movements are in the background.

‘‘ Yes I promise. Good night sleep tight..’‘ You smile as you wait for him to finish the rest.

He chuckles one last time on the other end, ‘‘I’ll always love you, goodnight‘’

Beep Beep Beep

You in a racy light pink lingerie with white duvets and sheets is the concept of your comeback. It’s supposed to symbolize the “Night After’’. Camera’s click and directors yell and praise you in your subtle yet damaging moves and facial expressions. You want.. no need for this comeback to be successful. Not only did your manager schedule this, but she is making sure that they release this same very day.

Nobody in this company’s industry has ever did this before. But you, you are sort of the special one. The special foreigner as they say. It’s not like you don’t like it but you don’t like that they label you as that. Stylists, employee’s hell even anybody who works there treat you as a princess. It’s not bad, but it’s just weird.

‘‘ One last one. Give me a sexy yet innocent look mama.’‘ Elliot, the director says, smiling wide at you.

You slip a finger into your mouth and do a little pout with your lips.

Elliot busts out into a roar of happiness with his hands clapping furiously. ‘‘That’s it mama yes! That’s just what we needed!’‘

Adjusting his microphone earpiece, he turns around to greet and thank everyone, ‘‘ Alright everybody this concludes our shooting! You all worked so hard today. Make it home safe, eat well.’‘

Finally. You sigh out in relief and close your eyes. It’s been a long day. Almost 6 hours of shooting. Three Videos, and five swap outfits for each session of shooting for the ‘’ Night After’’.  As everyone heads out and starts cleaning up you bow your head slightly and thank them.

A stylist brings you a satin robe to cover yourself in. You thank her and put it on just before getting up from the bed and walking towards wardrobe. Once you are done putting on your clothes, your manager leads you straight out the exit. Outside awaits the car that drives you everywhere. Literally everywhere.

‘‘ Tomorrow somebody has put in a special request for you to appear as the main lead girl in their music video. It’s short notice and I told them I would have to bump some things around and notify you. But they are paying us and you good money to be in it.’‘

Money? Sounds like a plan.

‘‘ It’s fine. Who am I shooting for?’‘ You say, fluffing your hair just a little while inspecting yourself in the rear view mirror.

Your makeup is still intact with no ruins and the contacts they had given you suited you very well. A hazel with a slight bit of teal. Suddenly the car moves off into the busy streets of Seoul. You can’t help but to notice every couple that walks along the sidewalks. They seem so happy, glad to be around each other.

On the floor of the car lies your little mini backpack filled with all of your items and belongings. Picking it up, you begin to dig through it looking for some hand lotion to soothe your semi-dry hands. Once you find it you gently start to squeeze the tube.

‘‘ Kim Namjoon.’‘

You freeze. Namjoon? The same Namjoon from the group? Joonie? It’s been well… a year since you’ve seen him in person. Hell since you’ve seen all of Bangtan Sonyeondan together. Except for lastnight when Hoseok and.. that guy showed up.

You sigh already knowing the answer from the question you are about to ask.

‘‘ From…?’‘ You ask then put the lotion back in your bag. Slowly you rub your hands together to moisturize.

Your manager quickly flips through the daily planner, ‘‘ Bangtan Sonyeodan but this is for one of his mixtape songs.’‘

Thank goodness.

‘‘ That’s fine. What time will the car be arriving tomorrow?’‘

‘‘ 8 am on the dot. You need to be there by 8:30. I’ll be tending to one of my other models tomorrow so you will be alone. I can send som-’‘

‘‘ No no it’s truly okay. I know how to manage things myself. Besides, I learn from you.’‘ You reassure her with one of your winning smiles, laying your head on her shoulder.

‘‘ Aigoo what am I going to do with you?’‘

The day ends very well. The movies you’ve been watching have kept you occupied. But not occupied enough for you to keep crying at all the sad parts in the chick flicks. Breakups, someone had died, someone had even just spilled something onto the floor and that was enough to send you into tears.Only because when the main lead boy rushed to help clean it up, it reminded you of Jimin last-night helping Isabel.

‘’What is going on with myself.’’ You blow your nose into a tissue for what seemed like the thousandth time today. Clara lets out one of her meows beside you then goes back to grooming herself.

You place her onto your lap and begin to run your fingers through her fur over and over again. Such a soothing effect to you as you stare into space sulking in your thoughts.

Why is it that you weren’t enough for him? Why is it that every single little thing reminds you of him? You gave him your all and he gave you his but what happened? Where did you go wrong? Cooked, cleaned, satisfied his needs. You guys had even started to plan out what you wanted out of a family. When you wanted a baby and what you would name it. It was fun. The whole relationship was fun. Right until that scandal.

Ding.. Ding.. Ding.. DI-

You unlock your phone immediately to stop that annoying dinging noise. Not surprisingly it’s a text from Jeon Jungkook.

Kookie : Im coming over I’ll be there in exactly 3 minutes.

Kookie: Don’t think about leaving either.

Kookie: Im bringing someone with me.

Kookie: We need to have a serious talk babycheeks.

You roll your eyes at the nickname he’s given you. No matter how many times you tell him you want him to change it, he declines. There’s no point in asking anymore.

Why would he want to talk anyways and who is the person he’s bringing. Eh.. it might just be Ryan they seem to do everything together as a team.

As soon as you step foot out of your bed the sound the door clicking makes your head shoot up. How in the living hell does he know the password to your house? Rage takes over you. That’s something that you hate. When people invade your personal space. In this case, personal home.

‘‘ Jeon fucking Jungkook!’‘ You scream, abruptly stomping your feet all the way to and out your bedroom door. Suddenly you stop at the sight of the two faces staring back at you.

Jungkook’s expression holds a concerned yet upset face while the other just stands there calm and cool. But you on the other hand are way besides that level.

Your eyes must be filled with rage and the expression on your face is no good. How dare he disrespect you like that? Bringing him into your home, knowing the bad blood between you two. Oh, they both have something coming towards them. You begin to walk to them again making each step make the floor shake.

‘‘ Get out. Both of you. One you invade my personal private home..’‘

You grab both boys by their collars, making sure to grip the one on the right’s harder than usual. ‘‘ Two, you fucking invite him over here.’‘ You drag each of them towards the exit. Which is going good until Jungkook rips your hands away from his shirt and takes you over his shoulder.

You’ve had enough of him and his invasive ways. Pounding on his back with your fists, you make sure to scream into his ear. “ Put me the fuck down Jeon Jungko-”

You hiss at the stinging sensation on your ass. Did he just? Jimin stands there awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. You make sure to make eye contact with him and roll your eyes. Something that always had and will piss him off.

‘‘ Hush. I told you all of us needed to have a deep talk about you.’‘

Jungkook plops your frail body onto one side of the couch in which he sits next to you. He motions for Jimin to come sit across from the both of you but you aren’t having it.

‘‘ Don’t you do it.” You glare at him. Jungkook sighs harshly only to pluck your forehead two times. You whine and rub it with your index and middle finger.

Jungkook shakes his head in disapproval, ‘‘ When are you ever going to learn? Jimin sit down now.”

‘‘ Truthfully.. I feel as though I shouldn’t be here so-”

“ Good. Get out you are unwanted.” You snap back causing him to give you one of his long stares with no facial expression at all.

Jungkook glares at you just before getting up to throw his hands in the air full of disappointment. “ Enough! “

Yelling. Something else you don’t like to hear being done at yourself. You finally sit still and quite avoiding any eye contact with the both of them.

He sits back down and clears his throat. Jungkook gives Jimin a look before continuing on.

‘‘ I gathered us here to talk about you..”

‘‘ Why. Im fine. How many times do I have to say it. Im fine im fine im fine im fucking fine!’‘ You exclaim, getting more mad by the second. When will people accept this?

‘‘ Baby.. ’‘

Your eyes shoot up to him and his soft voice. You didn’t want to but you did because his voice to you is like candy that melts into your mouth.

‘‘ Don’t call me that. You have a girlfriend at-least be loyal to her rather than what you did to me.’‘

‘‘ Fuck is anybody going to just sit here and listen? Can we at-least get to the source of the problem? Huh?’‘ Jungkook leans back into the couch clearly pissed by your attitude.

Jimin’s the first to speak and holds a firm eye contact with you, almost daring you to break away from it.

‘‘ Fine. Im just going to cut straight to it then. Why are you so jealous? You aren’t okay at all. I seen the way you looked at us yesterday. You wanted to break down so bad but you didn’t. It looks like you’ve been dropping weight day by day why aren’t you eating well?’’

You’re taken a-back by his jealous comment. Although you are you just cannot admit it. You are jealous. You do want him back. You cant bear to see him with another girl but you. But the fact that Jimin is concerned makes you really hope. Just hope that there is something left of you still in his heart.

‘‘ Jealous? Jealous tuh.” You scoff, leaning into Jungkook’s arms where you rest his head on your chest. You only do this just to see Jimin’s reaction and by the look on his face he doesn’t enjoy that move one bit.

‘‘ Yes jealous. I mean why else would you put almond extra-

‘‘ Woah. No need to go there. We established that it was a so called accident lastnight.” Jungkook does finger quotes into the air and looks down at you.

You lift your head up and furrow your eyebrows in annoyance, “ So called? So you really believe that I did it on purpose. Wow Jungkook. Escort yourself out.’’

He sighs, wrapping his arms around you securly in hopes of you settling down a  little, “ Honestly it’s not like that. I wasn’t there to see you bake them nor was I watching her eat it. Im just saying that you knew Jimin was coming and obviously his girlfriend was going to come too. It’s a little sketchy is all.”

There’s no fixing what he said. Him adding onto his explanation just made things sound worse than what he’s trying to say. You don’t have time to be ganged up on, nor like it at all. It’s best if they both just leave, to not turn nothing into something.

‘‘ Get out. Now. Before I call and tell Ryan what you said and then she’ll definitely deal with you.’‘ You say, removing yourself from off of him and onto the other side of the couch with your legs crossed.

Mad isn’t even the word to describe yourself right now. You’re just a mixture of all emotions.

Jungkook now looks of sorriness written all over his face. You bite your lip and shake your head while pointing towards the door. He sighs heavily and takes one last look at you while removing himself from the couch. You watch him slip on his coat and shoes.

Jimin gets up from his spot on the couch, ‘‘ I’ll be leav-”

‘‘ Sit down we aren’t done talking.” 

He looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, sitting back down slowly.

Jungkook keeps his head down as he wraps his blue scarf around his neck. Poor baby, but he shouldn’t of said it. “Please better yourself and talk it out with each-other. Im leaving.”

‘‘ Make it home safely.. Kookie.” You sigh once the door closes behind him. Now you’re here. Face to face with Park Jimin.

The same Jimin who cheated on you. The same Jimin you haven’t seen in a while. You take a few moments to take in his appearance. He seems to have re-gained his muscles that are peaking through his black, longsleeve shirt. His thighs are still thick, just like his luscious lips. Of course he changed his hair color to black. But who knows, he might change it again.

‘‘ You’ve been doing well?’‘ You say, voice low but enough for him to hear. You drop your eyes to your lap instead of keeping intact with his.

‘‘ Yes. But you have not. Im disappointed in you. Why are you doing this to yourself? Don’t do this because of me.”

‘‘ Jimin you don’t know the feeling. You don’t know how it feels to be left wondering why you weren’t good enough for someone. Why they had cheated on you. You don’t understand at all and wont ever.’‘ Your voice cracks on the last sentence and you an feel the lump in your throat become sore.

He bites his lip unsure of what to say next. Those words had hit him good inside. ‘‘ Im sorry. I truly am. But you know the reason why we had to end it. I fucked up bad and the media was making the scandal bigger and messier day by day. It was better to just call it off.’‘

One by one your tears start to drop. You nose begins it’s running trip but you sniffle it back up.

‘‘ You could of denied it. You know you could of made a statement and denied it. But you felt something for her didn’t you? Didn’t you?’‘ You semi-yell, sobs already starting to take it’s way over.

He bites his lip once again and ruffles his fingers through his hair, “ Baby..’’

You wipe your tears with your hands making your face even more puffy from the crying. “ I am jealous. I am I admit it Jimin. But do you know i have been suffering for one year and two months? I can’t sleep at night because im so used to your touch at night. I look at every couple in Seoul and think to myself, Dang they seem so happy. What’s their secret?’’

Jimin sits up, making eye contact with you with tears welling up into his eyes. It hurt’s you more than yourself to see him crying. It always has.

‘‘ Please don’t do that. Don’t do this to yourself. Please get help from someone to try and move on. Please. I don’t like to see or hear you make yourself suffer.’ He begs, getting up from his seat and coming towards you.

Jimin sits next to you, hesitantly opening his arms up to you. Would it be wrong to embrace him? He’s being too sincere, but thats what you want right? You decide to just do it, and lean into him only for him to pull you in closer into his chest.You just lay there crying and sobbing while he runs his fingers through your hair. You shouldn’t be doing this. He has a girlfriend. But it feels so right.

‘‘ What does she have that I don’t? Why couldn’t you love me the same way you love her “  You cry into his chest, soaking his shirt with your tears. 

You’d been waiting for this moment to just let it out. Let everything out.

‘’ Please don’t make this harder than what it is right now. Just try and forget me and move on. Please.” Hypocritcal. How does he expect you to get over him when he’s the one whos holding you so tight right now. Soon enough his sniffles join yours in harmony.

You raise your head up and look him deep into the eyes while you wipe away his tears, “ Don’t cry Jimin. I’m the one supposed to be crying over you. Don’t cry.’’

He takes your hand away from his face and wraps his fist ontop of yours, “Please promise me you will move on okay?’’

You shake your head no, “ I can’t make that promise.”

He doesn’t say anything. He gently cradles you in his arms and lifts you up. You don’t think to where he is going. You just close your eyes and grab onto his shirt firmly not wanting to let go.

Soon enough you feel the cold sheets over your bed. He covers you in the duvet and leans down to your forehead.  A kiss. Your fist is still locked onto his shirt in which he tries to pry it away but you don’t want to let him go. He sighs and raises his arms up as he takes off the shirt revealing an extra plain white wife beater under it. Taking your other hand, he wraps your hand into another fist onto the shirt to where both of your hands are holding onto it.

‘‘ Please better yourself for me baby. Sleep and eat well. “

Is all he says before turning off the lights and walking out your bedroom door.  You can hear him putting on and zipping up his heavy coat but you just don’t make a sound.

The apartment door clicks and beeps letting you know he’s already gone.