#tell me they are cool lol. ask me smth about them

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Meet Rayne and Elliot!

A few weeks into classes, Elliot finds the only thing he likes about England is the forest that surrounds the prestigious Blackrose University. He spends a lot of his free time exploring it. One night after an explosive fight with his roommate, Elliot retreats to the woods. He can only see by the light of the moon filtering through the canopy, but it doesn't bother him much. Until he hears a blood-curdling scream that has him running the other way.

He runs into a tree and nearly falls backwards, but the tree grabs him around the waist and holds him upright. The tree is not a tree. The tree is a jumpy man with blood on his shirt and the sharpest teeth Elliot's ever seen.

[picrew]e's

[yanderespamton78]

the current state of the arg

sorry guys the art isnt arting D:

(btw if youre confused on why i drew turnip like that i was referencing the picrew he did ages ago bc idk it looked fun to draw anddd i dont like taking reference off real life images)

[2knightt]

Do you think u could write abt the gang being (separately) absolutely obsessed with the reader. Like they adore everything she does, they can’t get enough of her. To the point where the rest of the gang starts releasing them abt it, meanwhile reader is like completely oblivious lol

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ heaven and hell were words to me.⋄ 𓍯

…IN WHICH! the greasers are totally obsessed!

tags/warnings: no confessions—just the gang having a crush, gang being literally whipped, them being a little odd, kinda toxic!johnny LFMAO, nothing else to my knowledge

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ i’m just working…working hard so i can please you.(shout out to ema/corvyes/loml for that ref.) but if i get a req asking me for like the gng confessing to you—i will do it. trust.

Dallas Winston

WHEN HE��S DRUNK, YOU’RE ALLLL HE TALKS ABOUT LMFAOOOO

“i’m tellin’ you—there ain’t a girl like her.”

dallas would repeat after what felt like this 5th drink of the night. buck is sick of him, two-bit regrets dragging him along, and dallas just wants to tell them how good you looked today.

when he sees you walking home, to school, or to work he WILL tag along. HE DOESN’T GAF IF YOU TELL HIM TO TAKE A HIKE!

actually, he kinda does. you’re like the only person he listens to.

LMFAOOO THE GANG THREATENS TO CALL YOU OVER WHENEVER DALLAS IS DOING SMTH STUPID

like whenever you threaten a kid ur gna tell santa.

“dallas, i’m gonna tell y/n what you did last week.”

“??if you do, i’ll beat your head in, soda.”

“YIKES..i’m gonna have to tell her that too…”

“…don’t, she’d be so mad at me😔😒.”

THE GANG TEASES DALLAS THE WORST(besides ponyboy) ABOUT YOU LFNAOAOAOAO

like they’re shoving him toward you, nudging him at even the slightest mention of you, giggling as they tell him they seen you today.

“look, it’s your girlfriend.”

“steve, shut up! she ain’t deaf!”

—

“GO SEE HER!”

“OW—i mean—hi, y/n.”

“did you…trip? or did you mean to bump into me?”

“yeah, sorry or whatever. some IDIOT back there pushed me.”

—

“guess who i saw..🥰🥰”

“who?”

“your wife…”

“can you NOT.”

despite all that, you somehow, still don’t know how he feels about you. how? we’ll never know. it’s beyond the human mind.

his friends try and hint at you that the big, bad greaser has a school girl crush on you. do you get what they’re trying to say? no. but that’s okay, you’re just a girl.

lowkey pisses dallas off but that’s okay cuz he prefers admiring from afar. DOES HOWEVER ASK YOU TO HANG OUT AND CONSIDERS THEM A DATE IN HIS HEAD TO KEEP HIM SANE LFMAO

“you wanna go see this drag race tomorrow?”

“sure! i don’t have work then. uhm, pick me up at my place!”

“alright, cool.”

‘yeah..,it’s date🥱😍’ — dallas’ brain.

Johnny Cade

‘johnny, if you even fucking stutter when you talk to her today—you’re gonna have to drink pickle juice.’

“oh, hi. i didn’t see you there, johnny. ‘m sorry.”

“o-oh—it’s alright.”

‘well, shit.”

he thinks he looks like such a fucking loser when he talks to you omfg😭😭

the gang tries to tell him he might have a shot but he thinks they’re just telling him that because he’s their friend. :(

HEAVILY admires from afar. like seriously he’s a fucking stalker

WAIT LMFOAOO HE’D BE THE TYPE OF GUY TO ACCIDENTALLY STALK YOU LIKE HE’D FOLLOW YOU PLACES FROM AFAR LMFAOAOAOOAOA

what a little freak

anyways

he accidentally lets things slip to let you know he’s better than any other guy trying to go after you. like if you had a shitty ex—he’s preaching that he’d ‘never treat you like that, he can’t imagine that a guy with a brain ever would.’

johnny does everything to keep your attention on HIM and nobody else when your friends try and talk to you when you two are out together. like you could be having a conversation with him and he’d be just pouting in the background with his arms crossed.

“y/n, look. they got that shirt you was talkin’ ‘bout. let’s go check it out. c’mon.” “oh—alright! bye, viv!😊” “yeah, bye viv.😒”

side eyes the gang whenever they bring you up in conversation

“johnny and y/n sittin’ in a tree—“

“😒🤨”

“alright.”

he tries to subtly hint that he really likes you and that you’re his type but it’s not subtle at ALL.

“y’know, if i were to have a girlfriend, i’d wish she was like you.”

—

“my type? uhm, it’d probably be someone-“ and he goes on to describe you.

Ponyboy Curtis

‘holy fuck that’s literally y/n walking towards me??!! does she know i’m here—does she even know me-wow she looks good in red. i mean—SHE’S WAVING OH MY GOD.’

HE IS SUCH A WRECK I CANTTT

ponyboy is the type to stare off into space in your direction and dream about how well he’d treat you if he was your man!!

yk how bitches be like ‘my man, my man!’ whenever they talk about their crush?? he’s all ‘my girl, my girl!’ WUAGRMRNEE

the gang was so confused on why he was so eager to go to school all of a sudden?? and why he cares about his appearance just slightly more than usual?? …is that soda’s shirt he’s wearing?-

two-bit was the first one to realize what was happening when he seen ponyboy and you talk in the halls. that wasn’t the giveaway, though.

it was the way he stared at you like you were the only girl alive and everyone else was just gone. two-bit was almost moved to tears to see ponyboy all grown😞😞!!!

“is tha’ your girlfriend? that why you couldn’t wait ‘til monday?”

“shut up!”

“ouuu, wait until the gang hears ‘bout this!”

“YOU AIN’T TELLIN’ ‘EM NOTHIN’!”

ever since — it has been hell on earth for ponyboy. dallas brings you up every time ponyboy gets smart, johnny giggles at every kissing scene at a movie nudges him, soda and darry had to give him ‘the talk,’ (soda just made it worse by making snide remarks.) and steve never stopped poking fun at him.

two-bit tried to get you to spill the beans on how you felt about him, but all you’d do was huff and ignore him. FINE THEN😒!—is what he always thought.

soda, johnny and two-bit all let ponyboy rant about you.

“LIKE, BRO. my girl, my girl! she’s so cute and smart. LIKE SHE’S TOTALLY MY DREAM.”

—

“that’s so cute ☹️” - soda

“SHE WANTS YOU SOO BAD” - two-bit

“just go tell her, man.” - johnny

does everything to impress you stoppp 😭😭!! pony is trying harder in school, using less hair grease, wearing darry’s cheap cologne when he’s not looking, etc.

HE’S SO SILLY I LOVE HIM!!!

Sodapop Curtis

delusional king!!! yes soda, let the voices in your head tell you that she wants you so bad!!🫶🫶

swear to goddd he thinks y’all are meant to be. you tipped him when he was working at the cash register and he was sooo in love

sorry in my head he’s a hopeless romantic

cause a) you were gorgeous, b) kind enough to tip him, and c) most likely rich💯💯

when he seen you at random places with your friends—soda would get so excited LMFAOOO

STOP HE’D HOUND PONY FOR YOUR NAME

“bro they probably go to your school—just lemme look at your yearbook!”

“no??? you weirdo???”

“please??!! i’ll do the dishes or something!”

“….get me a pack of cigarettes and i’ll tell you.”

“OKAY🥰🥰”

stole them but pony never said how to get them so who gaf!!!

SODA WOULD TOTALLY WRITE YOUR FIRST INITAL + HIS LMFAOOAOAOAOAA

or he’d see who’s last name went best with curtis or your last name!!!1!1!1

he’s crazy insane over you did i say that already

whenever you come by the dx—he’d give you shit for free while you insist to pay.

“jus’ take it.”

“i can’t—i’d feel terrible.”

“it’s alright, no one has to know. right?”

he’d flash his million dollar smile, pushing your coke and chips close to you, inciting you to just take the food.

WAJENEDKD he wants u so bad it’s. so terrible.

steve hates his rambles

“YOU SHOULDA SEEN THE WAY ME AND HER WAS TALKING—SHE’S SO INTO MEEEE”

“yeah, she wants you!!! shut up now!!”

Darry Curtis

nobody knows. it’s like a top secret only darry knows. the gang has their suspicions but they can never really know why darry is suddenly so adamant on going to go get him, soda, and pony’s hair done at the salon.

they alllll can see that he only really talks to you—but at the same time he does that weird ass dad stance where they stand with their arms crossed and legs far apart LMFAOOOOO

darry thinks you’re like…model fine btw.!!!!!

BROOO WHEN YOU LIKE UNCONSCIOUSLY MASSAGE HIS HEAD WHEN YOURE CUTTING IT—HE’S SOO READY TO JUST ASK YOU OUT

darry doesn’t know what it is but goddamn!! you have him in a spell!!

“c’mon—we gotta go to the salon again.”

“….we just went?”

“TWO WEEKS AGO. it’s about time we go AGAIN.”

does in fact work a little extra just so he can see you. he’s that much of a loverboy i fear.

HE DOES ACTUALLY NOT WAIT TO ASK YOU OUT

like, among all the gang, he’s the only one mature enough to actually flirt with you properly & to ask if you’re single.

darry’s fucking down like that.

AWWHHH HE TOTALLY BUYS YOU FLOWERS AS A ‘THANK YOU’ GIFT LOL

flexs his strength around you to prove he’s worthy !!! DARRY LOVEEESSS SHOWING OFF WHEN YOU’RE LOOKING

megara + hercules methink…..

you two probably started hanging out as ‘friends.’ …yeah right!!!!

he’s driving you around as you be his pretty little passenger princess, he’s offering to buy you things when you two are out, etc, etc.

darry might not know how to show that he likes you, but trust me, the second that you look a little too far into his actions—it gets obvious.

like maybe too obvious idk.

Steve Randle

HELLLOOOO??? HE IS TOTALLY SHOWING OFF HIS GYMNASTICS MOVES AROUND YOU

“bro, bro! (yes he’d call you bro. idgaf.) watch what i can do!!😊😊” “wowwww, steve that’s so cool.”

geeks out near you. when you aren’t around the average person would see him and go ‘jesus christ, he literally might beat my ass.’ but when you’re around, they might think, ‘why is that scary looking guy talking about cars and comic books rn??’

you bring out the nerd in him in the best way possible🫶😊 BECAUSE THAT MEANS HE LIKE LIKES YOUUUUUUU

and it’s so obvious to the gang bc wdym steve told you all about DC comics while all they got was a ‘yeah, it’s alright.’ …hm…..

soda NEVER shuts the fuck up and him and his little girlfriend. NEVERRREE

“why’re you so pouty today? y/n ain’t say hi?”

“bro, shut up!”

steals for you and gives them to you all proud like he paid for it LMFAO

tries to be sooo cool around you but the second you bring up the latest batman comic he’s all “OMGOMGOMGOMG IT WAS SOO GOOD!! DID YOU SEE THE-“ he’s a loser what can i say.

dallas totally flirts with you in front of steve just to piss him off LOLLL like when he sees dallas twirling your hair around his finger steve is just all “???🤨🤨😡😡”

and then becomes your knight in shining armour and swoops you away as he glares daggers at dally!!!!<3

Two-bit Mathews

he becomes the funniest man on the planet i’m not joking

he says jokes that anybody and everybody will laugh at. just because he wants to see you laugh at what he says for his delusions

two-bit thinks like ‘she laugh=she likes me’

he’s not the brightest but it’s okay

HE MAKES IT SOOO KNOWN THAT HE LIKES YOU LFMAOOOOOO

“you’re lookin’ pretty? who’s the fella?” / “gee, i didn’t believe when they said they seen an angel walkin’ around until now.” / “well, now you owe me dinner.”

shit like that

two thinks he’s soooo smooth…smh.

DALLAS AND PONYBOY SO BADLY WANTS HIM SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY ABOUT YOU LMFAOOO

they keep on telling him just to confess already but then two gets all giggly and shy and goes “omg guys noooo🤭🤭🤭🫣🫣”

just coincidentally runs into you everywhere you go!!! (literally has eyes everywhere. he’s weird. he’s odd.)

follows you around like a lost puppy and lowkey kinda gossips. idk.

[luveline]

hi jadey! if you are up for it, do you think you could write reader unexpectedly doing smth nice for coworker!james, maybe she’s being kind of shy and trying not to make it a big deal while he’s trying v hard to not be all giggly heart eyes kiss kiss at her LOL thank you in advance and ilysm <3

tysm ilysm <3 fem

“Hey, killer.”

You sidestep past James bag into the nook of your desk. “Killer?” you ask, quick to drop your bag onto your chair and unbutton your coat.

“Beth told me you killed a spider in the break room. That’s not cool.”

“It was looking at me funny.” You shed your coat. “Where’s Remus?”

“Coffee.”

James doesn’t give you half as much attention as you’d wanted, turning back to his computer with an impassive expression. You swallow a cough and grab your bag, desk chair creaking as you sit. There’s a memo from Remus already tacked to your desk that asks you nicely to send him a long list of files, each written in careful print, and then a second that says good morning.

You smile at it and set them aside.

Though James doesn’t like you much, and you’re not totally sold on him, you’re starting to feel like you’re part of a team. It’s a hearty feeling to belong somewhere, to know you’re valuable, even if you’re only punching numbers in and swapping spreadsheets. So you’d seen the green tube boxes in the shops and you’d decided on a whim to get them. Perhaps it would inspire some sweetness from James. If he stops putting your mug in the freezer, you’ll be happy.

“I got you something.”

James tilts his head to the side but doesn’t look up. “Huh?”

The office lights aren’t as complimentary to his brown skin as the sun where it’s rising outside of your window. It warms his face and neck, and lightens the dark mop of his hair, his flyaways like silver scrapings.

You take one of the boxes from your bag and place it on the edge of his desk. You’ll give the second to Remus when he comes back.

“It’s one of your Smiskis,” you say, “but they’re exercise ones. I know you lift weights, there’s one with dumbbells. I want the hula hoop one.”

“Where did you get this?” he asks, looking at you with clear surprise. His thick brows rise. His smile is unmissable.

“They were three for two at Sainsbury’s. I got one for me and one for Remus, as well.”

James curls a lovely hand around the box. You pretend not to watch, quickly diverting your gaze to your bag to grab a Smiski for yourself. You can’t look up, can’t explain why on earth you thought it would be a good idea, really. You saw them and you thought of him and you’re entitled to lie about the two for three thing, it’s none of his business how much money you spend.

You dig your nail into the lid and rip it open.

“You look awfully smiley, Jamie,” Remus greets, approaching from your side to round the desks and place down his big mug of coffee. You chance a glance at the both of them and catch a half second of James’ ridiculous smile. “What made you so happy so early in the morning?”

“Nothing. Uh, just killer over here brought us some presents.” James tips the bag from inside of his box onto the desk mat.

“Really?” Remus asks.

You offer him his box over your monitors.

“Thank you,” he says. “What’s the occasion?”

“It’s nothing,” you say with a hurried shake of the head, looking down at your own mystery Smiski. They’re nondescript little people who glow with a green UV sheen, and you hadn’t seen the appeal to begin with, but each morning you make sure to fix James’ if he’s toppled over. He never tells you off for it. “I just want one for myself, that’s all.”

You open them in tandem. Your figurine is sitting with its legs out in a v-shape and arms stretching down to its toes. Remus’ is slightly smaller perched on a yoga ball. James, apparently having all the luck in the world, unveils a Smiski struggling to lift a dumbbell from the ground.

“I love him,” you say with a pleased laugh.

“He’s brilliant,” Remus says.

“Thank you so much.”

Your smile gets caught on your mouth. James’ tone isn’t strange but unfamiliar —he speaks without a hint of irony. His grin is full of an emotion you don’t recognise. Too happy. Too friendly.

“You’re welcome,” you say.

They’re both kind enough to ignore your mild breathlessness. “No, seriously, thank you, she’s so cool. I didn’t know we could get these ones yet over here.” James puts his weightlifting Smiski in pride of place atop his outgoings. “Sirius is going to be jealous. I'm sending him a photo.”

You feel Remus’ eyes on you. He stares until you look at him, eyebrows wriggling. “Thank you for my toy,” he says.

“They’re not toys, lovely Moony, they’re figurines,” James says, leaning down and angling his phone. He snaps a few photos from different positions. He can’t seem to stop smiling. “Aw, look at her. She’s sick as hell. She’s gonna get so swole.”

You wrinkle your nose and sweep your rubbish into the wastebasket. Swole isn’t the word you’d use. Ever. But if it makes him happy…

“This is the best thing that’s happened to me all week,” James mumbles to himself, before clearing his throat extra thoroughly. “This doesn’t change the fact that you killed that poor spider, you know. What was it doing to you?”

“I crushed her by accident opening a cupboard door.”

“Likely story.”

[darlingdaisyfarm]

Since you are taking in the filthy kind, how about the Stan twins with aftercare?

People really underestimate the importance of it. Aftercare need to be taught more!

˖ . ݁ Stan & Ford aftercare headcanons 𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

a/n: oh i adore this request. ur absolutely right, people seriously underestimate how important aftercare is. it’s necessary and honestly deserves way more space both in fics and real life ♡ sorry i got carried away with Stan lol

warning: mentions of sex

۶ৎ STANLEY

ᯓ★ Stan can’t talk for like a full five minutes. first of all because he’s tired as fuck and second because he’s emotionally ruined. just stares at the ceiling and breathes. you’ll be curled against his side and he’ll say, “holy shit ?? fuck, i love you????“

ᯓ★ he’ll beg to make it up to you. “lemme take care of you now, honey. just lay back. lemme kiss you all over. lemme show you how good you are to me.”

ᯓ★ mullet Stan will say smth as “that was better than therapy. and cheaper, too”

ᯓ★ he’s sweating bullets. big panting huffing breaths. “holy shit, sweetheart, we okay? you still here? you still with me? you took it so good, baby. jesus, i don’t deserve you.”

ᯓ★ he’s got the shakes. and he covers it up with jokes. “damn near saw god back there. d’you see me black out for a sec? no? cool, cool. . .” but his hands are trembling as he strokes your hair. he needs to feel you against him to steady his own pulse

ᯓ★ Stanley immediately runs to grab a towel or his softest shirt. he wipes your skin so carefully. but you can tell he’s holding back, he’s afraid to hurt you more, even though a second ago he was absolutely rearranging your guts. silly guy

ᯓ★ he’ll sleep belly to belly with you, one leg thrown over your thigh, his hand splayed protectively over your heart. he breathes with you, tries to sync his exhale to your inhale. you’re his home now. and he needs you warm and close and real

ᯓ★ he’s obsessed with putting clothes back on you. even if it’s just his old t-shirt. you’ll be lying there naked and he’s already tugging it over your head, muttering “you’ll get cold, c’mere, lemme wrap you up“ because he needs you covered and safe!!

ᯓ★ he feeds you :) always. digs out whatever snack he can find. his hands and legs are still trembling but he cant help it, he needs to take care of you. and for Stanley sharing food with someone is caring. because for most of his life, it was food that he lacked

ᯓ★ no, you don't understand. listen to me. he insists you eat smth >:( like physically brings you snacks and bottle caps soda and says, “don’t argue. i fucked the calories right outta you. now open up.” he’ll feed you bites with his fingers if you let him

ᯓ★ uhh yeah. Stan (mullet Stan too) absolutely cries in secret when you fall asleep on his chest. it's silent tears more than all. he’s not used to this. not used to being trusted, loved, held. he wraps both arms around you and buries his face in your hair. “how’d i get so lucky?“

ᯓ★ he’s an expert at holding you. no lie. he won’t move unless you do. you say “gotta pee,” and he groans so dramatic “you leavin’ me already?? i just got my baby where i want them!!!“

ᯓ★ idk why i imagine mullet Stan doing this more than all, but he peels off his undershirt and uses it to clean you up, even if it’s gross for u. “here, lemme, uh, just— there. that better?” he’s blushing even though you just had your mouth on his cock for 10 straight minutes.

he says “hope it didn’t get in your eye” you laugh and this guy melts

ᯓ★ Stan asks for “just five more minutes” of cuddling. every time. doesn’t matter if you’re sweaty, sticky, crushed into a single bed in 90 degree heat. he needs your body on his

ᯓ★ he plays with your jewelry. if you wear any, of course. rings, earrings, necklace, he fidgets with them after sex like a nervous habit. rolls your ring between his fingers. traces your earlobe. kisses your collarbone where your chain sits

۶ৎ FORD

ᯓ★ Ford needs to say your name after. several times. “you’re alright, y/n?”

“you did so well, y/n. . .”

“youre so, so good to me, y/n”

ᯓ★ he’ll get very quiet and just trace your lower back with his fingertips. slow circles. sometimes writes his initials with a dumb smile. he won’t say what he’s doing. but it’s so soft you melt into the bed.

ᯓ★ Ford gets so tender he’ll read to you after. pulls out a worn book, props you against his chest, and reads soothing, slow-voiced excerpts about galaxies or old poetry, he loves these and he knows you do too. he does it to calm himself too

ᯓ★ after intense sex, he won’t let you walk afterward. Ford scoops you into his arms even if you protest. “you’re not to stand on those legs yet. they’ve worked enough tonight.”

you get carried to the bath. the bed. the couch. wherever. you're his tiny galaxy to transport<3

ᯓ★ ahhh he’ll sit you in his lap and wrap his coat around both of you

ᯓ★ he apologizes even if you liked it. he’s so guilty but so reverent. “i shouldn’t have let myself get like that. youre— youre precious. i mean, youre not meant to be handled like— like a thing“ but if you tell him you liked it, he’ll go feral all over again, this time with his mouth on your pulse and his hands stroking your trembling calves <3

ᯓ★ he checks your temperature. again not consciously. his hand cups your cheek, your collarbone, your thigh. “are you warm enough? still breathing okay?”

ᯓ★ he’ll ask “are you alright?” in five different ways. “did i push too hard?”, “can i hold you closer?”, “you’re not sore, are you?”, “let me get you smth.”, “say anything. please.”

ᯓ★ this man is terrified you’ll regret it. he hides it well, but his fear of being too desperate makes him quiet, shivery

ᯓ★ Ford doesn’t sleep until you do. again, it’s not even conscious i think. he watches you breathe, your eyes flutter closed, and only then lets himself soften too. he pulls the blanket higher around your shoulder. kisses your forehead

ᯓ★ he needs to say “thank you.” after sex. every time. and he means it. hes grateful you trust him. Ford says it with his lips pressed to your temple. sometimes he tears up. doesn’t tell you

ᯓ★ if you suck him off especially sloppy though he’ll wipe your mouth with his sleeve so gently you feel like royalty aahahahha murmurs smth as “there. now you’re perfect again.“

ᯓ★ he’ll hold your foot in his lap and rub slow circles into your ankle

ᯓ★ he wants to journal what happened. but not to be creepy, he just wants to remember it all and my boy just loves journaling okay?? your sounds. your body. your little laugh. it’s sacred to him

[the-kr8tor]

lavender + ❣️ with Jason todd where they are at the manor after being out ( prob shopping or smth) and he confesses his love bc a bunch of guys were asking for readers number but she turned them all down and he wanted to be hers and was tired of guys bothering his (soon to be) girl. Hopefully this makes sense lol but you totally don't have to do this. I love you and hope you have an amazing week!! 😘😘

Yay a Jason req! Thank you for being patient! I hope you like your potion 🩷

Pairing: Jason Todd x fem! Reader/ Red Hood x fem! Reader

Word count: 1.7k

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, CW food mention, Best friends to lovers, Fluff

Katy's one year celebration 🎉

Jason has been uncharacteristically quiet the entire drive to the manor. He doesn't even tap his fingers to the rhythm of the radio playing a cheesy pop song that he keeps telling you that he doesn't like. With one hand he steers the wheel while his elbow rests on the window sill. It's a cool afternoon in Gotham, orange and pink hues shifting along the clouds, the road is still wet from the downpour a few hours ago. His drenched jacket that he used to shield you both from the rain hangs over the backseat.

You watch him with pensive eyes, wracking your brain as to why he's so quiet when he was such a chatterbox back when he was driving to the grocery store. You've almost forgotten what he was talking about, mind reeling from the conclusion that you might've done something to agitate your best friend. Maybe you shouldn't have volunteered to go on a grocery run when Alfred asked, especially that you and Jason planned to hang out at your place. Biting the inside of your cheek, you try to remember what happened at the store to warrant such a stifling silence from Jason— Well, he opened the door for you while he was talking about that new book he was so excited to read. Then he grabbed a cart, pushed it while you had your hand on the end, guiding him, and all the while you two kept chattering on the aisle, taking stuff that was on Alfred's list. And then that was it. Nothing special happened, well except for that one guy with a nice smile who asked you where the cereal was. And that one dude who helped you take the can of beans from the highest shelf while Jason was weighing the blueberries.

You must've looked quite agitated or even constipated because it's now Jason's turn to worry.

“Are you okay? You look like you need to take a shit.” He glances briefly to you, green eyes hiding an emotion you're still trying to ascertain.

“Am I okay? Jay, you're the one who's been silent the entire way.” He enters the manor's gates, shrugging at your words. “We can still hang out at my place after this. I'm sorry we wasted an afternoon buying Damian's sweets.”

There's a small smile on his lips, “that kid eats too much sugar.” Clicking his seatbelt off, he opens the door with a groan, you surmise that his healing knee is still bothering him.

You sigh, getting more anxious at his dodging. Before you could open the door for yourself, you find Jason outside of your door, opening it for you. “C’mon, Jay, talk to me.” Tugging at the hem of his shirt, you smile up at him. “Is it because I ate the donut you left in my fridge?”

Jason furrows his brows, lips pursed, trying not to laugh. “That was yours, babe, I left it for you.”

You blink, hand drifting away from his shirt. He already misses your hold on him. “Oh, thanks.”

“You and Dami share a sweet tooth, so I got it for you.” He leans down, arm placed atop the car, eyes soft and tender. “But thank you for confessing your sins.”

You can't help but ogle at how he looks from below. “...yeah, sure, Jay.” You say in a small tone. It's not the nickname that has you all giddy inside, you're used to his sweet nicknames that he has bestowed upon you. No, it's the thought that he left you a treat because he knows how much you love that triple chocolate donut that has you bouncing off the walls after eating it.

So it's not the donut, then why the hell does he have a stick up his finely toned ass?

Jason leaves your side, the cologne you bought him lingering around you. He opens the trunk, carrying every single plastic bag with both hands. You finally stand up after being weak in the knees after the simple look he gave you. Walking towards him to help, he's already halfway inside the mansion before you could grab a few bags from him. Knowing him, it's all effortless. Well, at least he left you one tiny bag that only contains two boxes of cereal— one regular wheat and one that has your tooth rotting just from looking at the bright colors. With a sigh, you grab it and follow him inside and towards the kitchen.

The plastic bags rustle as he takes out all the groceries. It's filled with fresh vegetables, fruits, sugar and all the food that a vigilante needs for patrol. You put your singular bag on the counter next to the others, helping him take out the rest while he still stands there all quiet and broody. In the low light of the kitchen you can clearly see that Bruce has definitely made a big influence on him.

You put your foot down, knees up on the stool to level with him, hands placed on the cold marble countertop as he raises a curious brow at you. “What's up, Jay?”

“What's up?” He mimics your tone. “Nothing, babe, just taking out the groceries.” You take the can of beans from his hand and then you place it loudly on the counter while you take a stance against the red hood who makes goons cower in fear just from his stare. “You really want to know?”

“Yes!” You exclaim, reaching over the counter to grab his hand. Wordlessly telling him that you're there for him whatever kind of problem has plagued him recently.

Jason watches as your fingers dance along his scarred palm, kneading his muscles just like you always do whenever he drops in your apartment after a tough patrol. He was so sure that he had gathered enough courage to tell you, but now that you have your hands around his own, all his bravery is down the drain.

He sucks in his teeth, leaning down, elbows atop the counter, green eyes staring anywhere near your eyes, and then he places a quick kiss along your knuckles. Warmth soothing you, almost making you forget what you were asking for.

Defeated, you cup his jaw, thumb running along his growing stubble, fingers reaching behind his ear to rub lovingly across his nape. “Okay, it's okay if you don't want to tell me. But I'll be here if you want to tell me.” You smile when he leans against your touch, eyes looking at you with such fondness that you almost melt on the spot.

Jason rationalizes his thoughts, the same thoughts that have plagued him for years, the same thoughts that he has dreamed of telling you. “It’s not the donut.”

“Of course it's not the donut.” You chuckle, fingers still tangled in his hair.

“And it's not because of the trip to the grocery store.” His eyes flick over to yours, smiling softly at how you look back at him with the same fondness. “I liked our trip, I kept imagining that we were buying stuff for our place.”

“Do you want more hangouts like that then? You can join me in going to my laundry place. We can watch the clothes tumble and dry like a couple of old people.” Your waist is cold against the counter, but you don't mind as long as he's there with you. “How's that sound?”

“Sounds great. I'll bring the spare change.” You chuckle, after a beat, you thought that was the end of it, but Jason looks like he still wants to say something else— so you stay rooted in place. “But that's not the reason.”

“Okay,” you nod, encouraging him to continue. He gives you his other hand to hold, fingers beckoning your touch. You indulge him, leaving his hair to hold his hand.

“It's that fucking guy.” He blurts out. “Guys.” He corrects himself.

“What guys?”

“The ones who were asking for your number.”

You blink, trying to recall. “I don't remember that.”

“Come on, Y/N.” He squeezes your hands as if that will help you remember them. “The tall blonde guy and the one with the uncanny smile. Just thinking about that grin gives me the creeps.”

“Oh,” you know Jason enough to actually know what he means. “Yeah, I actually remember now. What about them?”

He scoffs, acting like you caught his hand in the cookie jar. “They were bothering you is all. I was just worried for you.”

You nod, hands sliding from his own. For a moment, Jason thinks you're about to go off on him, telling him that you can handle yourself or that you can give your number to whoever the hell you want to. Because who is he to tell you who to date? It's not like you're together, right? But is it wrong that he wants to?

His thoughts get thrown out of the window when you hold his face, soft palms against his rough skin, thumb tracing along the scar on his cheek. It's all affectionate, loving, and it has Jason's heart pumping a thousand times per second.

You smile, head tilting, staring at how his eyes glow under the kitchen lights. It's mundane, but you love him like this, just like how you love him in any way shape or form. You love your best friend. “You're an idiot, Jason Todd.” Your smile gets bigger, he frowns, fearing the worst. “You know that I'm in love with you, right?”

Jason's worried eyes light up, not a trace of his worries, just you in his vision, bathed in the light of his home. “Now I do.” He chuckles, mirroring your position, holding your face in his hands, gentle, like how you'd hold a delicate feather. Placing his forehead atop yours, he says the three words back. “I love you. I'm sorry it took this long.”

Jason leans away, eyes staring at your lips before watching your heart shaped eyes look at him. “That's my girl.” Tilting his head back, you chase his lips, grabbing his collar to do what you've always wanted to do.

“I don't blame you, it took me a while too.” You sniff, refusing to let the tears escape you. “By the way, I never gave them my number.”

[mrs-dot-kennedy]

Hii! Saw u wanted some tsh prompts, was wondering if you could do a Henry Winter x m!reader (idk if u write those, gn or f!reader is alr if you don’t), where Henry is like. Idk how to explain it, but kinda weak and pathetic and rlly smitten? But tries to hide it under nonchalance and random facts about birds or smth. But the reader can tell he has a huge crush and sorta teases him. Idk if this is ooc 🙂‍↕️ I need him pathetic and down bad right nyoww lmao, ty for taking your time to read this, and many thanks if you end up writing this!! Sorry if it’s incoherent 🥀 Have a wonderful day!!

Hii! I am sorry it took me so long to post this, I’ve been quite busy this past few weeks. Anyway, thank you so much for this request! I had so much fun writing it. I tried not to make Henry too ooc but it’s still incredibly sweet so I don’t think I succeeded lol. I kept it as gender neutral as possible so yeah, that’s it. Thank you so much for the ask💞 (here’s the song I was listening to while writing it in case you want to play it in the background!)

Of rain and birds - Henry Winter

summary. just two fools in love spending a quiet and rainy evening at Francis’s country house

pairing. henry winter x gn! reader

warnings. None other than teeth rooting fluff

It’s a lazy evening at Francis’s country house. None of you take much pleasure in being cupped inside, but the incessant rain has rendered all your plans for the day impossible to follow through.

Bunny is napping on the carpet by the fireplace, fast asleep, he has been for the past few hours. Francis is in the kitchen, trying out some new recipe for tonight’s dinner with the help of the twins and Richard had left to his room an hour ago. Though you do not know where Henry is you are certain he must be in the library. He wanted to work on some translations or something along those lines, at least that’s what he had said at lunch.

You are perched against a window, bundled up in a sweater as you drink your tea and look absentmindedly through the window. Despite the fireplace being lit it’s still terribly cold inside the room making your skin prickle and causing you to shiver. You would go to your room for a blanket, if it weren’t for the fact that the idea of getting up and walking through the icy corridors to your room seems even more unpleasant than your current predicament.

Absorbed in watching how the incandescent glow of the lamps dances across the rain drops racing down the windowpane, you don’t notice Henry has returned to the room until he clears his throat behind you. Neither of you says a word. You only acknowledge one another with a gentle smile and a nod of your heads. He is carrying a book and a pen with him, you do not recognize the language on the cover but your mind is too fuzzy to dwell on it.

After a few minutes spent silently in the comfort of his presence, you finally speak to him. “What have you been doing?” It’s not the wittiest nor the most perceptive of questions, but he doesn’t mock you for it. Henry almost seems to find it amusing, the curl of a smile tugging on his lips as he raises his book up to show it to you. Your gaze shifts from his book to those bottomless blue eyes of his before you turn your attention back to the window, fearing you’d get lost on them like you’ve done many times before.

“What about you?” He asks, voice calm in that deliberate, quiet tone of his -yet a little too polished, as if carefully crafted so that his question sounds more offhanded than it truly is. There is something fairly new in it behind the curated ambiguity he uses like a shield, something you have become an expert in recognizing. You won’t say it out loud, but it’s warm in its nature.

Behind that facade of cool indifference he portrays, the truth is that Henry treats you like you are something precious and fragile. He behaves as if you were made of something fragile, not quite marble no. He doesn’t behave like you are one of those grandiose sculptures from past times but as if he were handling were a vase of fine china, easily cracked at the wrong pressure. You should feel offended by this erosion of your personal autonomy and agency that he is so keen on submitting you too. But you cannot bring yourself to it, cannot help the way you bask in it, relishing this attention and uncharacteristic care he extends your way.

“Not much. I’ve just been looking through the window.” you finally reply, after you realize that your silence has lingered a moment too long as you got lost in your contemplations. He drums his fingers on the cover of his book at your answer, you catch his gaze searching yours through your peripheral vision but you don’t comment on it afraid it will somehow chase him away.

“It’s cold here, wouldn’t you rather be sitting on the couch? It’s closer to the fireplace.” His concern, though stiff, tentative and slightly too formal, was genuine and it has you feeling elated. You are about to answer him when something outside the window catches your attention. It swiftly dives toward the tree closest to your window, setting its branches in motion — for a moment, they seem to battle the wind and rain. “What is that?”

At your question Henry adjusts his glasses and turns his head to look at what you are pointing. His glasses catch a flicker of light from the fireplace, and the warm glow reflects across his face in such a way that the strange movement might have lost your interest entirely, were it not for your deeply curious nature.

Henry seems to observe and consider whatever it’s on the tree for at least ten minutes before a flash of recognition crosses his eyes, sometimes you forget about how truly terrible his eyesight is. “It’s a bird.” He declares promptly, whatever small interest the animal might have once awakened in him now forgotten. But you are not quite over it yet. “A bird?” You echo, focusing your eyes on the branch until you catch sight of the small, black feathered creature perched on it. “What is it? Is it a crow?”

Henry shakes his head in disagreement at your words, you aren’t surprised by it. It would have been a lucky guess if you had said it right. The truth is that you don’t have much knowledge about birds, unlike Henry who is actually really kin on ornithology. Charles has called him a ornithomantist in the past, you seem to remember –because of his ability to interpret their behaviors and flight patterns. “It’s a grackle. But good guess.”

“A what now?” You laugh, looking humorously at him.

Henry’s gaze visibly softens at the sound and he seems to gather himself before he continues. “A grackle. You know, crows are majestic and kind of impressive -bigger, almost commanding in their all black feathers, they have this deep, purposeful caw that feels like it carries some secret meaning. There’s a certain gravitas to them, to their intelligence that borders on the uncanny. On the other hand grackles… one could say they’re a bit flashier in comparison. Smaller, slimmer, and their feathers catch the light in these beautiful shades of purple and green — like nature’s little show-offs. Their calls are sharper, almost playful, like they can’t help but be a bit restless. I guess if crows are the serious, brooding types, grackles are the ones who can’t quite sit still. It’s funny how two birds can be so alike and yet so different, isn’t it? Crows are also much more social -the form large groups, much like a family unit. But grackles they are more solitary, they are always seen in smaller flocks.”

Henry is uncharacteristically talkative, against what most people believe, but this doesn’t strike you like his usual chatter the one you’ve grown accustomed to on your walks together, in which he shares his idea without much concern about whether you are listening to him or not. That one is a kind of verbose outpouring, a stream of thoughts Henry articulates with little regard for his listener’s interest, as though he’s compelled to speak simply to clear his mind to make space for new thoughts. This feels far more intimate and intentional, reminiscent of the contemplations he shares during Julian’s classes on the texts and translations you work on. Every word, every inflection, every fact seems carefully chosen and measured to hold your attention, as if Henry were quietly seeking some form of recognition or validation from you.

Without you quite noticing, Henry has pulled a chair closer and is now sitting beside you. Your legs are touching, and your hands brush occasionally when he gestures to emphasise a point. You’re acutely aware of it -the unconscious way your bodies seem drawn to each other, like magnets. Perhaps you wouldn’t dwell on it so much if Henry were a more openly affectionate person, like Bunny or even Francis -but he isn’t. And so, any gesture, any moment that even borders on romantic tends to feel magnified in your mind -overblown, maybe, but impossible to ignore.

Henry stopped talking about crows and grackles a while ago -his train of thought has drifted off to landscapes and abstract ideas far removed from the birds you were discussing just moments before. For a brief second, you consider reaching for a cigarette when you spot the unmistakable packet of Lucky Strikes in the pocket of his jacket, your hand hovers just above his chest, but at the last moment, you decide against it.

Instead, you shift slightly, adjusting the way you’re sitting and nestling closer to him. You rest your head languidly against his shoulder, and though you can’t see his face from where you’re lying, Henry’s cheeks flush a faint shade of pink. You can’t know this, but Henry is internally glad that you cannot see his face right now.

You take his hand in yours. You don’t let yourself overthink it -you just do it, before hesitation can creep in. Thankfully, Henry doesn’t pull away. Instead, he squeezes your hand in return and lowers his head to press a kiss to your forehead. Whatever trace of cold you might have felt has long since vanished -without needing a blanket, or tending the fire. A quiet warmth has wrapped itself around you, sinking into your bones, born entirely from the closeness of Henry’s body against yours.

And so the remaining hours slip by, just like that, until Francis and the twins start shouting that dinner is ready. Your fingers are still intertwined, and Henry is still speaking -about everything and nothing- while you simply nod now and then, or let out the occasional hum of acknowledgement between the rhythm of his words.

[moneymartin]

cowgirl shauna hcs? :0 maybe transmasc cowboy reader 🫣

🐶 - cowgirl!shauna hcs

warnings: smut underneath the other divider and suggestive content above it :3 meant for tmasc!r but half can be seen as gn.

a/n: sorry yall i rlly thought the fic was gonna come out today but i have to start packing up for sequoia earlier than i was supposed to ?? anyways go easy on me w this one lol first shauna thing

taglist: @deerlottie @ultrone

she is the towns sweetheart for sureeee!!!!

it’s the charm… i mean the southern accent.

she’s always seen lassoing the cows on her farm or doing some stuff with the tractor for the crops

def has a goat somewhere on that farm

named buttercup.

her horse’s name is dolly or something stupid like sweetie pie

has one of the rlly cute horses though so

one like this

she’s always in the saloons fosho

that’s where you met her ackshually

other than the fact that she sees you riding around on your horse in the desert w a revolver in your pocket to look cool 😭

she thinks you’re really freakin handsome like she cannot stop thinking about you

after a break up or something with your gf she ends up finding you at the saloons all mopey and you drowning yourself in crappy beer

you were probably all rustled up

i mean crying

she’s swooning you over tho INSTANTLY!!! the accent is everything to you

she ended up sitting next to you and asked you if you were okay like she was supes careful about your feelings 🥲

but you’re so drunk you can’t even understand 💀💀💀

so she takes you to some mountain where you can get a nice breather afterwards:(

you’d end up kissing her accidentally i fink… she’s mid sentence and you do it unconsciously

shauna isn’t shocked but she’s more so into it

she’s running her hands through your hair and feeling underneath your shirt for some chest hair:3

definitely runs her fingers over your top surgery scars 🥹 saying you’re handsome over and over again like ughhh

you’re the outlaw of the town though like your face is plastered all over the place with wanted posters

but she still LIKES YOU!!!

i strictly believe that she’d have a strawberry farm and that she’d come over to the saloons to find you and give you a fresh basket of them every week

she bakes with them too me thinks

chocolate covered strawbs are her specialty

and you’re the taste tester 🤞

you’d come over to her place with your horse lookin all hot or wtv but when you see her you get all soft and stuff

which is different since everyone thinks you’re super scary cs you’re literally a criminal 😭

hugging and kissing shauna while picking her up is your guys’ thang

i’m imagining there being another guy fighting over her and she’s making you two fight for her physically …

if he won she’d still pick you ☺️

if you’re a first timer she’s a TOTAL angel

telling you what to do and everything she’s amazing

if you hurt her i think she’d make you stop for a little before going again but she doesn’t get upset because she knows you’re unexperienced 🥲

okay but when it comes to her doing smth to you…

MERCILESS

she’s sucking you off at the same time while fingering you like holy shiet

if you guys were alone she’d sit on you for a while while playing w your hair

before she starts grinding on you…

GIVING YOU ALL THOSE SOUTHERNY NICKNAMES TOO DURING IT

“darlin’” “sugar” “cutie pie” “lovebug”

those are so cute fr tho

praises you too

takes you to the mountains where you accidentally kissed her that one time to hookup every now and then

makes you wear your cowboy hat while she rides your strap

save a horse ride a cowboy type shi

OMAGAH WOW

“easy now, cowboy” when you’re fucking her without her doing everything for the first time

def your favorite line

she prefers when you’re still all cowboyish thats why she wants the hat on at ALL times

WHEEWWW i need her .

IM DONE THANK YOU

[lookforthelightsposts]

|Hello, you.|

summery: you have been working at your parents bakery since your were 14, one day at the store, you meet Abby anderson.

warnings: abby has sexual thoughts about you,SPOILERS FOR THE SHOW (YOU) (watch it before you read), perv!abby, everything is in lowercase, masterbating (a&r), you get fuckrf by man lol.

🌱’s notes (🌱 is me): tell me if i missed anything also i suck at spelling and have bad grammar, my phone will probably correct smth into smth completely different then what i ment, also this is my first fic. DONT RUSH ME PLEASE!! (i did add/ change stuff from the show so i know that the ending didn’t happen but stfu)

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YOUR POV

the sun shines in the room, lighting your face, the sound of footsteps, talking and carts being pushed around you. the new girl, who joined yesterday has been behind you the whole time, you obviously noticed but decided not to say anything. as she got closer and closer to you, you decided to say something. then you lift your head and look at her, holding the peach up, glancing at it then back up at the masculine girl. “do you think this peach looks like a butt?” you ask, making her go silent then she looks at the peach. “there is no wrong answer.” you add, easing your eyebrow with a tiny smile. and she looks back down and back up at you. “it looks at little, like a butt, yeah?” she says, “right?” you reply and hum, turning back around with a “thank you”.

“are you flirting..?, i’d like to think you are, but it’s just—— i can’t.”

the blonde thinks then she looks back up and she walks forward a little. “i should also inform you that..” she starts, walking closer then she’s right next to you and she points to the peaches. “all peaches look like butts.” she says and you take a deep breath, looking around. “oh yes. well, thank you for your honesty…” you start with a small fake sympathetic sigh, “i might go out on a limb and suggest that… bell peppers can be extremely vaginal depending on how you cut them.” you say, pressing your lips together. “i hadn’t noticed that, but i definitely will now. thank you.” the tall woman says. “yeah, no problem.” you say and you lift up off your heels then go back down with a smile. “were you following me?” you throw out, the blonde making a confused expression. “well.. i mean..” she starts, “not initially, but then yes.” she ends, holding the hand up that is holding her lettuce. “i was, completely. i am sorry… if i seem skeevy.” she admits and her dark blonde eyebrows lift up. “no.. i mean, you might’ve…” you start and look the tall blonde up and down, “if you looked like a skeeve, which.. i guess is me saying, good choice… showering today.” you say, nodding your head and your eyebrows lift also. “good. i debated so..” the blonde jokes, a grin forming on her face, her brow raising then going back down, her dark blue eyes meet your again. you let out a hum, “oh! you work here?” you ask, completely knowing that she does but you wanna keep the conversation going, the girls brow raises and she stares at you. “the apron” you say, pointing the the apron that’s hanging out of her backpack. “oh yeah,” she says, looking down at the strand hanging from her bag and she puts her hand that’s holding a green pepper and she puts over to the cafe. “abby. i just started at the cafe.” abby’s dark eyes dart to your again. “me too, um, i uh—— i manage the kitchen. i do most of the buying for the store,” you say, looking over across the room then you lift your left arm that has your basket and then put it back down. “i was just shopping for my dinner. anyway, sorry. y/n.” you say and chuckle, holding your hand out to shake the blondes. “cool, it’s nice to meet you y/n” abby smiles and shakes your hand. “i’ll see you in the break room then, abby.” you say and shrug with a chuckle walking off.

ABBYS POV.

“no, not biting.” abby mutters as she stands there, staring at where you were, “i’m not that person anymore, and i don’t think i ever will be again.” she mutters again along with a “i can’t be, y/n you are not for me.” abby says, walking off.

it’s been a day since the store talk and everything has been fine, you haven’t said a word to her which she wants but also doesn’t.

abby walks over to the shelf, picking up the first book of a stack she has in her hand and she slides it next to many others, her muscles flexing as she does since who ever put the last book in, didn’t fit it right. abby takes one by one and she puts them in order, fixing that one fucking book that wasn’t placed right. “the best it’s gonna be.” abby says under her breath.

“no offense, you look like your ready to puke.” Candace says, abby looking down at the table then up at candace. “just tell me what your want.” abby says, her boot tapping on the ground underneath the table. “i’m getting to it.” candace says, her lips sticky from her awfully bright but somehow dark lipstick. “here you go,” the server says, setting down candace’s drink and abby looks over at the sever setting down candace’s drink then she looks at candace and she raises her eyes browns, her lips pressed together, candace’s eyes darting back to the blonde which who has the palest face she’s ever seen. “now you really look like you’re gonna puke.” candace says dipping a fry into her milkshake then eating it. “sorry excuse me.” abby sayss and she quickly gets up, rushing into the restroom.

“excuse me.” a man’s voice interrupts her thoughts then abby looks up and she walks over to the man. “yeah, how can i help?” abby asks, the clipboard and pencil in her hand. “how can you help? yeah um..” the man starts, taking his sun glasses off, “can you tell me if this Carl Jung book is vegan?” he asks, tilting his head slightly, catching abby off guard and she looks at her clipboard. “uh, if the—— if the book is——?-“ “new here, huh?” the man says, grinning slightly. “yeah, your apron is, like, very fresh.” he says, looking down at the apron tied around abby’s waist. “you got me. i just started this week.” abby says, pointing her pencil to the clipboard, “the books are made from trees. i’m pretty sure those are vegan,” abby says and she looks at the man. “i’m just messing with you old sport.” the brown haired man chuckles, poking at abby’s shoulder. “forty.” calvin’s voice says. “calvin.” forty replies. “you tell our new friend abby here that it was vegan author month at the cafe?” forty asks, turning his head to calvin. “i will get abby on the right page” calvin answers, pointing to abby then putting his hand in his pocket. “abby.. i think you are gonna do really well here. i like your whole look. it’s very um… i’ve-read-a-book.” forty says and his eyebrows raise, abby gives him a small smile and when he turns back to calvin she wipes it right off. “calvin…” forty starts, calvin clearing his throat then forty gives his drink to calvin and walks away. “so that’s..” abby’s starts, “forty’s parents own the place, obviously. shit he was being cool just now, but if he comes back and it’s still wrong…” calvin says quickly then abby looks up from the clipboard. “i got it. don’t worry, calvin.” abby says then looks back down at her clipboard. “watch the register.” calvin says, walking off quickly and abby takes a deep breath then she walks over to the register and she sees you. “let me guess, hurricane forty?” you joke, setting down a plate of croissants on the counter and you smile. “yeah. yeah, i guess so.” abby replies. “don’t worry. he almost never actually fires anyone. you know how some people are, like. starting in their own movie? well, his.. is about a hilarious misunderstood genius working with idiots.” you say as you put the croissants on a same plate filled with others for people to take after they buy something. “right, one of those.” abby replies, smiling with a nod and you chuckle. “what? do- do i have something?” abby says quickly, looking at you when she notices your expression. “oh no, i was just trying to figure out what your movie is.” you say, looking up at abby and she looks down “oh i think it might be the one where the gets the guy in trouble at work for slacking off. i’m sorry, i got to go. thank you, though.” abby says, walking away into the locker room.

abby walks into the room, biting into the croissant and sitting on a pile of wood. “are you running away from me?” your voice crosses over her mind and she glances up at ‘you’, your standing in front of her. “what? no.” abby starts, sitting up slightly. “i feel like you are.” you say and walk closer to her. your right in front of her now and you run your hands down her masculine arms then move your hands to her belt then kiss her, leaning her back and your lips latch onto her neck at your hand moves into her boxers and you shove two fingers into her sopping hole and she leans her head back slightly with a small groan. then abby’s snaps back into reality, her skilled fingers moving quickly in and out of her hole and she leans her head back, her lips parting and she pants slightly, her orgasm building but then she realizes where she is and what she’s doing so she quickly pulls her hand away and she moves her hands away from her body, she quickly stands up and she zips her pants up then fixes her belt.

the sky is now a orange, reddish as the wind blows faster and harsher, the day slowly turning into day. abby walks into her apartment, shutting her door then she sets her bag down and she walks into the living room, sitting down in front of the window, looking down at the scope and what are the odds..? it’s pointed right to your house.

you’re standing in the kitchen, cutting vegetables then she sees you grabbing your phone and something grabs your attention from the other side of the room, abby’s eye brows raise and she zooms in a little more and she sees a man walk inside the kitchen with his arm around you, she bites her lip then she pulls away from the scope for a second. “who the fuck is this y/n” abby grumbles, looking at you two through the scope again and she narrows her eyes, your back to cutting vegetables but the man his behind you, kissing your neck and her hand grips the scope but then she backs off, noticing herself again and she gets up, walking into her small kitchen and she looks down at the counter and makes herself some instant noodles since she hasn’t bought/ got the chance to get anything yet. abby sits down on her couch and she takes her phone out, going onto instagram and she types ‘y/n y/l/n’ which she finds instantly and it’s mostly about cooking but she sees nothing about the man and she scrolls for a little more then likes one of your old posts by accident and her eyes widen, she throws her phone down on the couch, knowing that you’ll see it.

abby eats her noodles then sets the cup down, glancing over at the scope then she gets up and she walks over to the scope and she zooms into your apartment again and her hand grips it to the point it might break, her muscles flexing.

your sitting on the couch, your head leaned back and the man is on top of you, she knows that she should look away but she doesn’t and her face turns red with anger and she sees the man get off of you and she calms down after that’s but she watches as he just leaves you. “fuck buddy, probably.” abby mutters then she grabs her phone again and she looks at your account and she goes to following and sees the man, andrew smith, he has multiple pictures of him with other women then she looks back at you through the scope and sees you sitting on the couch while running your hands through your hair, you clearly didn’t get even close to cumming and abby can tell, he just left you there also, bear and panting. suddenly she sees you laying back down and your legs spread again, her head turns then she quickly zooms in as far as the scope can go, seeing your thighs and you fucking yourself made her squeeze her legs together. abby then shoves her hand down her boxers once again and she starts abusing her cunt, her head falling back and then she tilts it back down to look at you and she starts saying your name over and over again like your actually there then she lets out a loud moan as she comes on her fingers, not even 2 seconds after she sees you leaning your head back and slowing down your movements. abby pulls her hand out of her boxers, not bothering to clean herself then she gets up and she cleans her hands, drying them after and she grabs her phone, seeing a picture in front of a house with andrew in the picture and she walks into her room, throwing a sweatshirt on and she walks outside, looking at the picture then she notices the exact place, it’s her wonderful neighbor, who has a wife.

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🌱: don’t really like this but i promise i will get better at writing and i’ll try to make it more like abby then joe😭.

[devilsrecreation]

Random Outlander Interaction Headcanons pt 2

Kiburi and Mzingo:

I can see them being fist-bump buddies, with the two of them thinking they’re the only actual normal ones in the Outlands lmao. They just sit back looking at everyone’s antics like “You gotta deal with this shit too?”

“All the time.”

I like to imagine while Janja and Reirei are arguing, Kiburi just gestures to Mzingo like “Ask him. He’s smarter than the both of you combined” or smth along those lines. Mzingo appreciates it

Cheezi and Njano:

Omg derpy tongue bois. Although Cheezi was a bit creeped out by the skinks at first, I can picture him being the first one to actually befriend one of them and that being Njano. It literally started with a “Wait a minute…you look just like me! :D” “Huh, thought I was the only one!” and boom-friendship.

I mentioned this to Spinny before, but Njano is a horrible influence on Cheezi lmao. He’ll dare Cheezi to do something or make a lighthearted joke and next thing you know, Cheezi started a damn fire 😭 Silly little gremlins

Sumu and Chungu:

So I hc that Sumu somehow finds himself hanging out with/befriending the Idiots after a rescue mission and I firmly believe Chungu is the reason for that. He’s the first of the Idiots to invite Sumu to hang with them in the first place and the first one to call him a friend. He also makes sweet remarks about how smart Sumu is and Sumu, while a bit awkward due to all the kindness, regards him as a good friend

Nne and Mwoga:

Nne doesn’t really deal with idiocy, but Mwoga would definitely be the exception for two reasons: 1. He’s not REALLY stupid (a little ditzy but he still has a brain) and 2. He helped raise him so he definitely respects him. Mwoga tends to be somewhat of a mediator between Nne and Tano and Chungu and Cheezi, usually reminding Nne that they mean well and to be a bit nicer to them

Tamka and Tano:

You know, when Neema told Tano how much of an idiot Tamka was, he thought he was exaggerating….until he and Nne actually met him in my Neema-centered episode idea and oh my stars he’s as dumb as Chungu is, if not stupider. I imagine he gets cocky with him, saying stuff like “You should know that, mate”

And then Tamka’s wondering why this hyena thinks of him as his mate 😭

Mwoga and Janja:

I like to think Mwoga is almost as close as he is with Janja as Mzingo is. He was a bit confused why he was suddenly a surrogate to a hyena but he loved and accepted him all the same. Mwoga reads right through Janja when he’s talking about how annoying Chungu and Cheezi have been. Janja may be ranting, but Mwoga knows just how much he loves them and tells the others as such

Kiburi and Tano:

Interesting…I think they’d be cool with each other. Kiburi’s lowkey impressed with Tano’s knowledge about other animals and would definitely approve of him and Neema’s friendship. Although he wasn’t above threatening them when wanting to know where Neema went off to.

They also roll their eyes at Tamka’s stupidity like

“Is he always like this?”

“Yup.”

Dogo and Chungu:

I feel like Chungu was the first to warm up to Dogo when the hyenas and jackals became allies. Dogo just had to say “sorry” while giving the yeens his signature puppy eyes and Chungu was like “Why do we hate him again?”.

Janja: Cuz he tried stealin’ our food, furbrain

Chungu: Oh yeah!

Dogo: Don’t worry, I promise I’m ashamed :3

Chungu: Dawwww! We forgive you!

Reirei and Nduli:

Reirei thinks Nduli is a real sweetheart. He likes to compliment her and even admires her parenting skills. Maybe she (and Goigoi) gives him parenting advice that he uses when he has kids of his own. This is part of the reason why he’s so overbearing to his kids lol

Sumu and Nduli:

Sumu had no idea a crocodile could be such a sweetheart but he now feels like he has an obligation to protect his innocence. Nduli’s basically the equivalent to Winnie the Pooh in his eyes so he tends to show his soft side to him (Sumu doesn’t do that unless he’s with his mother so that's a huge plus). No matter what idea Nduli has, Sumu agrees cuz he literally can’t say no to him.

Meanwhile Nduli likes hearing about all the scorpion facts. He finds them fascinating.

Kijana and Tamka:

You know how the adult is supposed to babysit the child? Yeah, it’s the exact opposite with these two. Because Kijana takes more after her mother, she’s pretty much the brains to Tamka’s brawn and often keeps a close eye on him to make sure he doesn’t hurt himself. I feel like they’d make a lighthearted joke where Kijana goes “alright that’s enough fun for today, time for us to go home” and Tamka (and Nduli) are like “awww, five more minutes!”

Also Tamka seeing what Goigoi means when he says that his kids are just like Reirei lol

Wema and Kiburi:

Awwwwwwww! A baby and a fully grown crocodile, what can go wrong?/j

Nah, Kiburi would warm up to her. She’s not as annoying as most of the other hyenas and actually likes how sweet she is. Plus he has to admit, she’s adorable when she’s trying to act as brave as a crocodile. Wema thinks he’s cool and she loves hearing his stories (I didn’t forget about Storytime with Kiburi)

Cheezi and Chungu (what are the odds I get the Spongebob and Patrick of the Outlands):

Omg can I say about their friendship that isn’t already canon? Ooh, I know! I’ll say how they met!

Chungu and Cheezi met when they were wee little cubs! Baby Chungu was wandering around while his parents were sleeping (permanently but he didn’t know that) and just so happened to bump into little Cheezi, who was playing a game that was a mixture of hide-and-seek and tag. They introduced themselves, Cheezi invited him to play and they started talking and laughing until little Janja found them (they were being loud lmao). Cheezi introduced Chungu, and the rest is history

Nne and Tamka:

First Tano now Nne fjfhhrh. I figure it’s very similar to Tano’s interactions, only Nne keeps making passive-aggressive insults only to “fix” them when Tamka asks what he’s talking about

Tamka: Didja hear that?! Neema called me an idiot!

Nne: He’s right

Tamka: What’d you say?

Nne: I said “don’t fight”

Tamka: Oh :)

Kenge and Chungu:

Chungu’s still scared of Kenge cuz of his temperament, but that doesn’t stop him from accidentally saying the word “little” around him (Janja and Cheezi do it too). However, he HAS had some “friendlier” interactions with him, like talking to him about his feelings toward Aibu and Kenge making him realize said feelings are romantic. He also isn’t above listening to Kenge’s ranting and even gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder once. Kenge doesn’t call Chungu a friend until he fully reforms but he…appreciates Chungu’s support

[saturndigital]

Hi! Just found your Veil Falls AU, and like... My one of oldest loved titles and current one.... Count me intrigued and waiting for more. And like... Sorry, if it's too soon, but did you compose the timeline for the au already? I mean I saw that Ford (also really liked your work of making them dalish names!) missed events of dao-da2, but does it means that others didn't? Like where was their clan during Blight or did they even know there was one? Or did Stanley (I suppose he travelled all of Thedas) had troubles with Crows and stuff?

Really sorry for questions, but I really was into DA some years ago, and I'm really into GF now, and this AU is like the most delicious cake for my soul.

I am over the moon someone is so interested in this au that they have so many questions EEEKK never apologize I'm SO happy to answer!!

As of RIGHT NOW I have a very basic idea of the timeline:

Ford returning from the Fade happens before the events of the Inquisition, as to me Weirdmaggedon is the entirety of that game's plot (yes this means Bill had a part to play in it but that's story talk for later). So, the summer that the twins visit Stan happens between the events of DA2 ending and the Conclave's destruction (9:40 Dragon I believe would be the year?).

Yes, the others did experience it, though because many of the cast are so young or in Stan's case constantly all over the place, they weren't at the epicenters of those games' plots. Most of the cast experienced the consequences of the events and how that affected the world rather than being part of said events.

The clan did survive the blight and currently, their grandfather Shermie (still figuring out an elven name for him rn it's Shirem) is the Keeper of their clan. The clan resided in the Planasene Forest when Ford and Stan were young, but have since moved to the Brecilian Forest which is where they possibly were during the 5th blight. Dipper being Dipper he probably begged someone in the clan to tell him about the blight and darkspawn so they definitely do know.

This is where I am still workshopping ideas, as I am constantly going through the lore like "hmmm would this work? Maybe not hmmm" but there are a lot of things I have solidified, mainly character stuff.

Stanley I do not doubt got into heaps of trouble with possibly multiple groups, including Crows. He definitely has tales to tell that makes the twins go "Grunkle Stan WHAT??"

If you or anyone has ideas on either timeline or character stuff I am all ears! The fun thing to me about aus like this is that I don't know everything, but some do! And those people have cool ideas because of it! So if you've got smth in mind I am intently listening. I do already have certain character designs and backgrounds already figured out, but I will chew on anything tossed my way anyway LOL

Thank you for asking!!!

[pumpkinstrawbrew]

The question I wanted to ask you has been stuck in my head for a long time.

You already answered the question (as i remember) where you were asked about your favorite scarecrow design, but what about the ones you don't like? Maybe even some kind of tier list in descending order from favorite to least favorite xD

oooh, okay! sure-sure, i can spill the beans about the designs! creating a tier list was such a great idea too btw! as it indeed made it a tad easier, considering that the scarecrow has a looot of designs. i won't go over every single one ever created, naturally. i would only adress the ones, i'm familiar with / seen around.

*for the usual disclaimer, everything below is just my opinion. so if someone really-really loves scarecrow designs, which i don't, that's cool with me. to some degree, i'll always try stan by 'i hope at least one person out there appreciate it' kind of mindset. i'm not here to mansplain why smth isn't good objectively, i'm merely here to chit-chat about it from my own fully subjective perspective.*

but welp, as it come to be, i predominantly an' historically feel aesthetically pleased by ‘simpler’ forms. or as i call it, a moderately detailed kinds of designs. that's one of the reasons why my heart will always stay with jonathan’s classic scarecrow designs. such as these ones :

(1) that's, like, my personal top tier. my 1:1s spookycrows.

i prefer it, when jon doesn’t bother to overcomplicate his spooky looks with any unnecessary trappings. partially, bc it doesn't make sense for his character to do it. he's a man of a few limited resources, even if it doesn't mean that he's one trick pony. but if we look at those fellas, aside from sticking straw, ropes, nooses an’ whatnot, they dom't have much else on them. jon's costume is also the sort, which can easily be repaired an' it still would fit the bill. as his looks supposed to be ragged an' worn. there is no posh with that guy. an' i deeply appreciate it, since crane is typically a fairly practical kind of villain. less so depending on his general looks an' more so on what works. i also have a hc, that he pretty much sews / crafts his costumes by himself, which gives it more grounded feel too.

i love his hats a lot too. a lot! *i just love hats lol* i generally, think that scarecrow shall have a hat or at least a hood, like he does in arkhamverse. it makes sense for his character to want smth to cover or shadow his face with. mask or not.

speaking of which, features wise, i think, that him having eye-slits or just well, eye-holes in his mask really gives a nice contrast to batman’s own mask. as bruce’s mouth / jaw is always exposed. meanwhile, you typically don’t see his eyes, just those milky slits. for crane, it feels appropriate to mirror it, while his own mouth isn’t shown, but his mask does have a grotesque, stitched parody on it. there are some classic-inspired designs of him, which expose both of his eyes an’ his mouth, mainly teeth, but ah … can’t say, that i’m fan of it. i do love some uh ... mystery to that mouth of his lol.

(1) with this being said, i do also love classic desings of jonathan, where his mask is literally just a sack, that gives us idea of his features, but not much else.

he can still somewhat emote though that as the fabric clings to his face. creating shadows / outlines of his expressions behind the mask. but naturally, it’s a bit less poetic an’ functional, than the first one. it's also a tad less creepy looking too! for jonathan, i always think that actually knowing that there is a man underneath his mask an' less so a creature, is more eeriery. it gives him a more proper serial killer / sadistic professor vibe, vs when his face is fully covered. tho as i said, i do love those a ton still! the visually wise, there can be some fun stuff done with it. to a degree, this is low-key reminds me of rorschach's mask, where the only way you can tell what he feels is those black moving bolts. an' that's some clever writing / visual gimmick, truly. an' there is no way, that i wouldn't be facinated an' charmed by all those possibilities!

(1) an' on the topic of possibilities, i feel like kelley jones's scarecrows deserved their own spot as well, alongside with the first row, as while he also technically draws crane's classic spooky designs, he also takes a lot of liberaty with how horrifying an' macabre, he might make it look.

it really feels like crane's mask is almost as 'alive' as the face would, bc of how it shifts along with his emotions, an' intrigued by this effect for him. even if it's like a trick of one's imagination. also love how in the place, where his nose should be, it looks like a hollow point you'd see on a naked human skull. love this detail a lot! not to meantion, that jones also draws scarecrow with two other atributes, that i adore aka big hats an' clawed fingers. also props to him for drawing batman with huge capes an' big bat eras too just to mirror it. esp since when it comes to batman, i cannot stand designs where bruce's cowl have those stumby, odd-looking, short ears. it looks so ugly to me lol.

(2) but now, that we wrapped up the first tier, the second place, goes to those fellas :

even if they do feel like they can only work in specific timelines an' settings, i do appreciate what they have going on. the first one is like a mixture between cute an' creepy, an' since that jon is most likely undead, this look suits him. like, i imagine that it is his face at this point. which is ironically enough can be said about ak!scarecrow too. he's maimed, sinister, an' generally i love how sickly he feels compared to other cranes. all the details that he has also have a purpose vs being there just for aestetics. the tubes as he apperently have troubles breathing properly sometimes, an' his leg brace are just such nice adding to how he is in that game overall. an' how much it suggests an' shows just wait for me to write my fix it arkhamverse fic for me to exploit all of this also the fact, that he apprently cannot tie his own shoes an' have exposed ankles will always be hilirious to me. that does feel very jon. aa!scarecrow is also a gem in its own right. not only it's one of the most decent modern look for him, but it also does a good job between mixing BTAS an' comicverse scarecrow looks, creating a half-naked, but still frighteningly looking crane. also it was the first design that inproduced us the syringe freddy kruger glove, i believe. an' that thing is pretty dang wicked! an' then, the 4th scarecrow design in this row is ... well, i know for sure, that there is an action figure like that. but i can't say for sure from which comics it is. i love the look of it tho. like his long coat. skeletal mask. the straw, which is sticking out of his hat almost like a thorns of a makeshift crown *which if fitting, bc i think, that on box of his action figure it says 'prince of fear'* overall, he's a pretty fun looking crane! i'd like to one day see him in anything properly. like in a game or long comics.

(2) an' right next to them, in that very same tier, we have those guys :

the first one is a pure nightmare fuel an’ also gives off the vibes from ak!scarecrow with his gloves, coat an’ general feeling like he didn’t have a shower in a month, if not longer. i also love the idea of his mask being made of leather that time around, since it does suit this look he has going on. in comparison to that lovely monstrosity, 'the nightmare before christmas' scarecrow is endearing. an’ also so colorful. a combo of both classic look an’ just straight up hot topic goth. it's very-very 90s, an' i like how well this color pallete played with one of my most fav looks for catwoman too. just an eye candy all around. an’ lastly, if not the least, the BTAS muppet scarecrow as i call him, is also pretty dang cute in his own way. i’m generally not all that sold on scarecrow’s mask having straw hair tbh. since it’s like hair on top of hair to me, which does feel very strange for my brain. but i am somewhat fond of this design, or well, re-design for him, even if my pref lies with the op one. still, this scarecrow does can pull of way more creepy looking mask expressions, than his predecessor. tho, how exactly those teeth *an' what they are made of* is still puzzling to me. even if it does adds flavour to his looks.

(3) an' now, that we finished with goats an' kings, let's get to less personally benevolent ones. ironically enough, the fan favorites, which don’t exactly do it for me for various reasons. but i'd still consider them to be in a 'breaking', not bad tier. i don't dislike any of those per say, they just don't fully work for me.

so ah. the fear state scarecrow have a lot going on an’ maybe a bit too much for me lol. how he does anything at all, when both of his hands have syringe gloves is impressive. also returning back to those things, that i'm not super hot about, he doesn’t have just straw hair, he has a whole wig for some reason. an' a gas mask an' a poncho an' a huge hat. an' some kind of belt, i think ... overall, the design does look pretty striking an' impressive, but when i see it, my first thought ‘wow, he looks like a villain from an anime’, an’ that’s not my scarecrow. even if i like how he apparently wore baggy pants, an’ then when it was time to met batman, he switched to leather leggings instead *it literally looked like he had asked modern jack o' lnatern for his pants for this. an' then modern jack wore jon's baggy pants instead lol. just guys being bros an' switching pants betweem themselves* an' not far off from this, the scarecrow next to him also wears these same leggings from what i can see. i like his hat an’ mask, but everything past his neck is like uhhhh …. i dunno. a bit odd to me ...?? exposed arms with rolled up sleeves. a lil bag cape … strangely looking vest. overall kinda cute, but also too much skin showing. an' not randomly like with arkhamverse scarecrows, where it feels more accidental an' just generally shows that they really not-aware or really care about it. in here, it almost feels like an intentional douchy look somehow? maybe, that's just me. an' lastly the salecrow. when i see him, i have a very strong gothic, witchy prince vibes. which isn't all that bad per say, but also, i'm more into jon being a scrawny, haggard looking middle aged man vs when it feels like this version of him can be somewhat pretty in comparisson.

still, even with all of the lil personal nitpicks, all of those are decent. an' interesting looking. not to meantion, that i did want to try drawing both salecrow *after finally reading that comics* an' fear state scarecrow just for fun an' to see how i would feel after 'having those designs in hand'. while they don't cause any sudden pang of inspo inside my brain, i can easily understand people's appeal to any of those, even if myself don't vibe with it. an' i do respect creativity which went behind each of them!

(4) which cannot be said about the next tier. the 'just dude with the bag on their head' row, which is just lame to me. i look at them an' think 'man, i really dislike what i see' lol.

as this gotta be the most boring an' also kinda the most lazy designs for scarecrow out there. two of them are literally wearing freaking suits! an' then, the new 52 scarecrow straight up ripped off marvel's scarecrow, even colors wise an' now, there is literally zero difference between them, apperence wise. gotta be the most bizzare way to give marvel the middle finger. also, this tier is kinda funny, bc i can't even bitch at any creative choices here in details, considering that they all look rougly the same lol. they're just lil meh dudes.

(5) an' now finally, the tier, that i call 'i don't understand why it looks like this' an' 'who is that', respectivly.

we start soft tho. the gotham knight scarecrow wasn't much of the scarecrow, an' it shows. his design is both, kinda interesting, but also weird. i also wouldn't have known that this is supposed to be crane, unless it was openly said so. which the exact same case with the new batman adventures scarecrow for me. inside my mind, i call him jeepers creepers, since that what he is. how jonathan went from thiny, short nerd to this is a question. i guess, he was gremlin after all. someone must have fed him after midnight. bc this is the only explanation. but jokes aside, i was literally confused who this was as a kid, until they were like 'professor crane' an' i had to stare at my tv for a bit, bc for real ... this?? how? batman chocking the living hell out of him was low-key hot tho. but if this wasn't enough, right on this monster's heels, we have a cursed fusion of the joker an' the scarecrow. why they gave him that red mouth, i don't know, but i don't think that he needed one lol. love how his lipstick is more bright than batgirl's tho. i guess, it goes well with his fishman hat. but next to him, we have another buff, weird looking scarecrow ... with green hair. an' green arms. the hulk scarecrow. i don't know the exact timeline for this one. i just know that it's out there. existing. why an' for who, idk. but perhaps, someone saw this an' thought that they always wanted crane to look like this.

an' to finish this abomination tier off, there is that too. another oddly mainly, an' build scarecrow.

even if i had to admit, this cover makes me laugh. the mainly jaw scarecrow is about to snatch bruce with his yaoi hands. who has yaoi hands now, batman? tehehe. an' batman's face here is just smth else. a very uh ... mainly display of fear lol. but then again, jon went from straw-twink to straw-chad for no reason an' it indeed a pretty scary concept lol. batman has every right to be scared to the point, where his eyes went back into his skull. tho, that's aside, the whole comics literally drawn like an old yaoi manga an' there is some beauty in that alone, even if i dislike jonathan having that chiseled chin, wide shoulders an' all, i still can have smth to giggle at, when it comes to this. the ending of that issue, where batman very playfully tells gordon that whatever he did with the scarecrow was very catatonic, before sailing out of the window all happy and' smiling gave some food for the thoughts too.

there are surely way-way more designs for scarecrow out there, that i've missed or forgot about, but those are the ones, i'm familiar with the most. an' as conclusion, i think, that whatever design you yourself or someone else might gravitate toward, it's pretty cool that we have so many to pick from. along with crane's characterizations as well. it's like pick your own fanon / adventure lol.

an' thank ya a lot for asking me such a fun question. really made me get deeper into why i like some of crane's looks. i hope, it was somewhat entertaining to read! ❤️

[who1ssheesh]

Xanxus brainrot

Note: I couldn’t even come up with a plot, I just wanted fluffy Xanxus. Hope you enjoy as much as I did writing this

Warnings: OOC Xanxus, nor proofread, English’s not my native language (ouch)

• Accidentally getting a promotion. Getting them way too often and being endorsed way too much. Going home and seeing Xanxus silent, which by the way is weird because usually this menace would have already said how dumb this is and your job is fucking dumb and you are du-

• Actually about “subtle”. No, he’s indeed not. But he thinks he is. And it’s funny that everyone in Varia thinks they are subtle, but you are the observant one. First several bouquets you got were flawless - especially calligraphic cursive handwriting (which now reminds you of Lussuria way too much). And then one time Xanxus fucked up so much, you got flowers with half of petals fucking burnt and the pressure is handwriting on the note so high it was almost ripped.

This dumbass got you flowers personally and still refuses to admit this.

• It’s funny how obvious he can be with small things. Usually he would call you dumb fucking ass and those flowers are dumb and the argument was dumb and you are du- but he stays silent. Xanxus doesn’t stay silence with the most sour face in the world. Xanxus shoots people, throws things around and shouts. He doesn’t stay silent and dart his eyes around the room.

Squalo has been shot several times after noticing this, but he thinks that was worth it cause that’s the funniest face his boss has ever had.

• That’s sad in fact. Xanxus thinks that’s…shameful. He’s bad in relationships. He’s bad with words, he’s bad with people. He’s been bad his whole life, in fact.

Just…just give him a smile, you know. You don’t even have to say anything, he’ll know it’s okay.

If you ever save one of those withered flowers - exactly the one he’s burned with his flame (and it smells like ashes to this day) or that angry written note with pen almost ripping paper, Xanxus will stop just for a moment - so quick, you won’t notice. He has always thought his heart to be frozen, but this time as if he heard a little crack. You manage to lose the most expensive jewelries he gets you, but you save that bullshit like your life depends on it, huh?

He tells you to throw this garbage away. You don’t.

• Xanxus finds you hilarious with your attitude though. The “she comes out in a dress so pretty and expensive, he falls in love even deeper” doesn’t happen. You walk out in a suit and your button shirt opened enough to see you boobs (which is dangerous around this horndog) and then you ask him to visit that pub near cause mafia black-tie events appear to be way too boring. You have probably fucked before running away to that pub

• Fun fact, Xanxus loves playing pool. A lot. No problem if you can’t, he’ll just stare at your ass to distract himself from your shameful attempts.

• Oh boy, will he appreciate you taking interest in his hobbies. Instant cupid arrow through his heart when you ask him to teach you how to shoot just like him.

• Kinda a curse and kinda on you - from now on Xanxus devour your life from you until you learn how to shoot GOOD. And he had high standards. At some point you will hate guns with passion

• He won’t be interested in any of your hobbies in return lol your loss deal with it. But if you are serious about something, he’ll gladly throw money in you he loves throwing things

• GOD WILL SAVE YOU if you accidentally appear to have a flame. Especially strong one (sky??? Even worse if it’s like Xanxus sky+smth??). Because he will devour the whole life from you to make you cool. He will show off you everywhere and everywhere. “Hey you see that one? This thing is mine btw”, so at least he will be proud….

• No romance in this relationship, your conversations sound like “Bitch I swear I’ll kill your family”, “NOT IF I KILL YOUR FIRST”

• Don’t get me wrong but…he thinks about children? Once in a blue moon. At those moments standing at the balcony at 4 am not even drunk thinking about wild shit. Would his life be ok if he never met Nono? That stuff.

• He wonders if his child gonna have your eyes, just like he has his mothers and thinks about it every time he looks in the mirror.

• Xanxus mostly thinks about it in a mocking way - he wants to be that cool badass dad everyone gonna be jealous of. He will teach his son (of course he wants a son) how to shoot his gun, he will laugh the first time this little shit comes home drunk.

• Xanxus has seen a lot. Also he has seen someone’s family being killed. Xanxus is not honest even with himself but he honest with one thing - it will break him. And it will break you first of all

• What if he himself dies? That’s a better option, sure (don’t get me wrong, he wants to die in a badass gunfight), but won’t his life repeat again in his son? He knows there will be people to watch after you both, even you yourself are badass enough (that’s why he dates you), but he doesn’t trust anyone with your life.

So no kids. But sometimes a man can dream, huh?

• My man is not jealous contrary to famous opinion. He likes to see anyone try to even approach you, unironically will find that hilarious. He is a bad influence and encourages you to act like a child - throw a tantrum, throw a drink at a poor fool, tell him you already belong to the bestest hottest man, and he will laugh out loud

• Wear his clothes. He will throw you out the window if you mention, but he starts buying too much clothing that he doesn’t wear. As if he does it for someone else, huh?

• You can hate varia members with passion but they without a joke are going to treat you with respect. You have THE character to keep in touch with their boss, that’s already a sign

• You’re so far gone you’ve probably once was so mad with Xanxus you tried to shoot him with his own gun. Probably ended with a sex marathon. Not that your tiny figure gonna be a threat to this big bear but hey, at least that’s hot

• Xanxus probably has a sweet tooth to this day. His mother could never afford candies, and Xanxus - being even a grown adult - sometimes acts as if he wants all the chocolate of the world.

He will shoot anyone who sees him devouring chocolates. You usually say it’s you when someone notices a pile of wrappers

• I’m talking from a big experience now: childhood in poverty is a trauma for Xanxus to this day and he tends to spend money on dumb impulsive shit. Please don’t encourage him, he’s already insufferable and Squalo has enough of a headache with his boss spending all the money. You appearing didn’t help actually

• One day you just gotta say your man that you don’t need expensive gifts or don’t like flowers, otherwise all the flowers of the world would go extinct. Like varia budget

• That’s his love language, he can’t show appreciation otherwise, don’t blame him?

Though with time he starts warming up to quality time together. He really enjoys your time at a shooting range, especially if you stars gossiping about Varia. At some point he even gonna start commenting your points. Hells, he even likes you just silently sitting in his office while he works

• A chair or a couch in his office, and everyone knows that’s where you’re usually are. Bonus point if there is your stuff all around

• Xanxus is a pig actually and makes a mess 24/7 (thank god he has maids) and it doesn’t bother him, but he will turn into a whiny baby if he ever stumbles in one of your things. Will burn it or throw out a window and have zero guilt about it.

• Has never had a nickname, so will be confused af the first time you call him Xus. Did you insult him? No? YES????

• Likes when you call him nicknames in public, has zero shame. Yes, he has a cool partner, losers. But like….badass ones, he has an image to uphold

• you wearing his feathers you wearing his feathers you wearing his feathers……….

•Xanxus has actually…never had a home. He can buy dozens of the biggest mansions a man can imagine, but that still isn’t home. Living with Nono was hell on Earth in his eyes and his mother he just doesn’t remember anymore after all those years. So the first time he hears your “Ugh, can we go home now?”, he looks at you with the most disgusted face he can make. You think you’ve done something wrong - you don’t see him till late night, when he comes utterly drunk (which means just a little more drunk than usual). But he just flops on a bed to you. “Shut up and go to sleep”. You obviously never get to actual conversation about this but everyone can notice Xanxus hurries back to you (he thinks he’s so subtle about it but this brute is not subtle about anything). He wants to go home.

• Maybe even seeing you around Varia headquarters at some point where you became comfortable around his guardians made something click in him.

Everything is its place. You’ve been the missing part of the puzzle

• It will take long years until someone notices how much their boss changed. Even throw an occasional smile.

• My man has never experienced love JUST LOVE HIM

[eternalwritess]

since they’re open.. can I get a match up for mha? 😈

I’m 5’6, have green eyes, brown hair and pale skin :) I have a pretty strong jawline, somewhat “masculine” i’ve been told. I wear glasses frequently after going blind briefly 😭. Im sorta muscular. I use she/her and im queer though I have a lean to men. I’d say I dress rather androgynously style wise. Lots of jackets.

My hobbies/likes: i looooove movies so much, and partying hehe! i play video games from time to time and I also spend a lot of time in the gym :) I really like goth music atm!! ALSO BRAINROT JOKES 😭😭 I cannot stop making hawk tuah jokes I think my friends hate me atp

personality wise i’m just 👍 somewhat of an npc honestly I do NAWT think i’m that interesting 😞 I try though ‼️

dislikes: serious people, libraries, coffee, sweets, math, being ignored, eating tbh 😭

thanks sm :) love your writing hehe your style is so nice! ur goated 🙏

i match you with... 𝓓𝓮𝓷𝓴𝓲 𝓚𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓻𝓲 ██ 20% _ ████ 60% _ █████ 80% _ ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ 100% ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

✭ For you I mainly went with Denki because I found that in terms of what you guys like and stuff like that it's mainly similar!

✭ First off with your appearance, I doubt that Denki would really care about you looking androgynous, in fact I think that he'd find it cool or interesting and constantly try to talk with you because you were cool and interesting to him

✭ As for your poor vision don't worry about it! He doesn't mind you wearing glasses at all, in fact he kinda enjoys it. Mostly because he'll try and steal them and then run away with them but... who's to say :)

✭ Actually he probably asked you out to a movie date, something simple and probably because he didn't know how to talk with you outside of a friend-like setting so he settled for "oh a movie will be perfect!"

✭ It's just him being insecure don't take it personally, after that you had a ton of gaming dates and those got really heated to the point where people had to tell you guys to try and calm down </3

✭ He totally goes to the gym with Kirishima... then spends the entire time with you- yeah he doesn't go to the gym as often as he should... but you would push him to do so more and more so that's always good :)

✭ You both would probably have a ton of sleepovers... I can just see it

✭ Don't worry about the brainrot with him... it's just as bad, if not worse at times. Everyone in the class dreads when the two of you are put together on a team but are also secretly glad because they can NOT understand what you're saying 90% of the time </3

✭ He lends you his jacket from time to time... actually its practically yours now-

sorry that this took so long, ive been going through smth lately. anyways im hoping to get some matchups out lol! also sorry this was short... i didnt really have much-

[superscourge]

So sorry if you've already been asked, 🙏, what are your thoughts on the design of Nazo and his forms? Going back, I often remember that base Nazo was just a crazy sort of redesign of Super Sonic from SX with kind of inconsistent shoes lol, with Perfect/Hyper and Chaos Nazo being original designs by Chakra-X, so I'd love to know your thoughts!!!

oh lemme tell u my thoughts .

i genuinely think perfect/hyper perfect nazo is such a cool design and i think it works perfectly as his next form :] like cmon black and red with yellow eyes??? it just reeks of evil and i am all about designs that scream what the character is about lmfaoooo. PLUS LIKE. bro the quills on the sides of his head that hang down...... that is CHOICE

as for chaos nazo. oh man. god i love chaos nazo like. the chunkier curly quills are SO GOOD for me man. and the overall design really sells the "chaos" factor too. PLUS LIKE. THE PURPLE ACCENTS AUHHHH idk smth abt the colors work rly well for me wheeeee

now i am likely just very biased bc i love nazo so so fucking much lmao but i genuinely rly like the designs ^^ if i had to change anything at all about them it would be more prominent fangs + claws and Maybe eyeshadow but thats. kinda it. i like em how they are

[bonesandthebees]

Hi Bee! You seem to read a lot of books, and I've been trying to get back into reading books rather than fanfiction as of late (which is going good atm). I used to read a lot of actual books when I was younger, but once I was a pre teen I'd discovered fic and had trouble reading actual books unless I had to for school lol. Anyway, my question is do you have any book recs? While for right now, it is going well, I only have two books I'm planning on reading after I finish the two I'm reading simultaneously right now. So it'd be nice to have some more for once I finish those as well. :D

Another reason for my wanting to get back into reading actual types of books is studying a more formal written literature to improve my writing, and to observe what author's do with their writing style that I'd want to incorporate in my own writing. If you have any tips for studying/observing, I'd also love some of those.

While this doesn't really have to do with the whole book thing, I just wanna say that you definitely inspired me to want to write more. Most of your titles always sound so cool and make me wanna read anything of yours solely based off them, and your plot, descriptiveness, metaphors, Greek mythology references, and so many other little things about it make it so enjoyable to read and something I'd strive to be within my own writing. A little silly, I know, considering it's MCYT fic, but your writing is genuinely so cool.

That's all I wanted to say, bye bye.

this is so kind thank you!! it seriously makes me so happy anytime someone tells me my silly fic writing inspired them to start/improve their own writing. writing is such a beautiful art but it's also a skill you have to put so much time into. you're off to an amazing start already with recognizing that you have to read published novels to improve your writing. it seriously helps so much.

I can definitely give you some recs! I'll put them under a read more, but since you asked for tips when reading novels:

try to pay attention to things you like and don't like about the author's writing style. like if you're reading a novel and there's a line of description that's particularly gorgeous or sets a scene super well, consider annotating the book with a pen or highlighter or if you don't own the book itself, copy down the line/paragraph somewhere (notebook, notes app, smth like that) to refer back to later. or if you find yourself super immersed in a conversation going on between two characters, take a step back to notice how the author writes out the conversation. is there a lot of physical description of what the characters are doing while they speak that lets you picture th escene easily? or is the dialogue rapid fire back and forth which forces you to just be sucked into it? what about it do you like?

or, on the contrary, if you find yourself struggling to enjoy a book try to notice what about the writing style is pulling you away. is there too much flowery description that makes you want to skip ahead? is there too much exposition so you feel like you're just getting an infodump instead of a narrative? take stock of what your own thoughts are as you read and then try to figure out why that is.

also, a tip I heard once is that you can always try to emulate a specific style. if you want to improve your writing and you just read a book with a writing style you really want, maybe try and write a random scene in that same style. it doesn't have to be anything original or even good, no one ever has to see it, it can just be for your own practice. just keep the book beside you and try to pick out what makes the writing style distinct, and try to emulate that. not saying you have to adopt that style, but just trying out a new style can give you some variation to help you develop/improve your own.

okay now book recs time, this'll get long so putting it below

now you didn't specify what kinds of books you like to read so I'm going to just throw in a few from a few different genres I've read. most of these are books I've recced here on my blog before but they're all a bit scattered so I'll rec them again. now, I mostly read fantasy or historical fiction because I just like those genres but I'll try to include some variety here

Genre: Fantasy (Typical Medieval)

The Priory of the Orange Tree by Samantha Shannon

one of my all time favorite novels. incredibly expansive fantasy worldbuilding that draws from a variety of cultures that's not exclusive to just europe. of course there's one country that's fantasy england, but you also have countries that take inspiration from asia, africa, and the middle east. you follow several characters that vary in age, race, gender, sexuality, etc. and they're all wonderfully fleshed out and fascinating. the story itself is also just fantastic and the world really swallows you whole. there's also a prequel to this called A Day of Fallen Night that I actually think I liked a bit more than Priory, but I'd recommend reading Priory first because it's easier to get into the world through that one whereas ADOFN is a bit more dense.

Genre: Fantasy (Apocalyptic? Sci fi? Kind of?)

The Fifth Season by NK Jemisin

similar to priory, the fifth season is a masterclass in worldbuilding and creating interesting worlds. that's where the similarities end though. technically speaking The Fifth Season is a fantasy and not a sci fi, although it feels more like sci fi to me tonally. The Fifth Season explores a world that is so regularly tormented by apocalyptic natural disasters that everything is formed around survival and it makes for such an interesting culture. the story also does an incredibly interesting and unique thing with POV that I rarely see in novels so that's also super fascinating to dig into for writing study. currently reading the sequel to this one and I love it so far.

Genre: Historical Fiction

Hild by Nicola Griffith

alright if you really wanna stretch some writing/reading muscles this is definitely a book you can try out. but be warned, it is dense. I'm a fairly fast reader and it took me so much longer to read this than I was expecting just because of how dense the writing is. this story takes place in 7th century Anglo-Saxon Britain so there's a lot of Old English words thrown in, and while there's a glossary at the back it doesn't cover everything. this is a really interesting novel though that dives deep into the time period and the specific life of one girl as she grows up at the heart of the political machinations of the Anglo-Saxon kings. really great if you're like me and think learning a lot about what life was like in this time period is super fun, but I could see it being a drag for people not super into history like that. I still think it's a really good story though on its own, especially with how the main character is characterized as she grows up, and how it represents all the politics going on at this time

Genre: Satire/Dystopian Fiction

Chain Gang All-Stars by Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah

I'm including this because I'm trying to give you a bit of genre variety. If you want to read an adult dystopian book for our modern day this is definitely an excellent one to pick up. warning, it's incredibly effective as a dystopian novel because all I felt was dread and fear after finishing it. it takes place in the near future where the prison industrial complex has been combined with the entertainment industry. prisoners who are serving a sentence of either 25+ years or life are given the option to compete in televised gladiator style death matches. if they survive 3 years, they'll be released. the novel is incredibly on the nose and not subtle whatsoever about it's criticisms of capitalism and racism, especially the racism that the prison industrial complex is built on. the horrifying thing about reading it is how easily I could see this becoming a reality, especially the brand sponsorships. it made me want to laugh and cry at the same time because of how ridiculous but realistic it was.

Genre: Mystery/Thriller

Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn

And here we have my all time favorite novel. this novel is a great example of unreliable narrator and how to tell a story two different ways. if you don't know the twist for this already, go into it blind, I promise it'll be more fun that way. the premise of the story seems simple—the morning of their 5th anniversary, a man's wife goes missing and the story follows his attempts to find her. but it gets way messier than that. this novel is an excellent example of how to characterize horrible people and still make them enjoyable to read about. also, if you're like me and enjoy media about two shitty people having an unhealthy and fucked up relationship, you'll adore this.

Okay that's a lot so I'll stop there for now, but feel free to pop into my inbox if you want anymore recs! especially if there's a specific genre you're looking for. if I've read anything that fits what you're looking for I'd be happy to throw it your way!