#the freckles the sass the glasses !!!!

[call-me-oracle]

barbara gordon in batman #148

bonus:

[alltoowelltom]

What about fluffy morning routines with Oscar, like being all domestic and cute together!

thank you for requesting x

The third time the alarm goes off you've had enough.

Oscar is the sweetest boyfriend with almost no obnoxious habits - almost. The one quirk of his you absolutely cannot stand? The sheer number of times he will snooze his alarm in the morning and fall back to sleep.

'Why don't you just set it for later?' you've asked him countless times before. He always answered with a shrug, 'No, tomorrow I am going to get up first time it rings.'

"Oz." you hum sleepily, one arm coming up to push gently on his back. "Turn it off."

He makes a sound of acknowledgement, reaching over to his nightstand to grab his phone and switch off the sound.

"Sorry, love." he says, rolling over so he's laying on his side to face you, dropping his phone in the sheets. He pulls you closer, resting his chin on the top of your head. He wouldn't admit it, but this moment right here is always his favorite part of the day. Just the two of you basking in each other's presence before the day begins.

"You're gonna fall asleep again." you say, prodding his chest gently.

Oscar grumbles into your hair, hand swatting around the sheets blindly for his phone. You pick it up, placing it in his hand. Both of you wince at the harsh light in the darkened room and he turns it off again as soon as he's seen the time.

"Shit, I'm late for training."

"Yeah, wonder how that happened?" you sass back, kissing his chest.

"D'you want to come with?" He asks, tracing the freckles on your arm. You shiver at the feeling of his nails that are slightly too long again, knowing you'll need to nag him about cutting them this afternoon.

"No," you giggle. "I'm gonna stay here and go back to sleep until you're back."

"Lucky thing," Oscar sighs, sitting up in bed. "I love you." He presses a kiss to your head as you repeat his words back.

Oscar's quiet as he gets dressed and brushes his teeth, clearly making an effort not to disrupt your sleep any more than he already has. You think he's left and let yourself drift back to sleep until you hear his trainers scuffing the hallway floor and he pops back into the bedroom.

"One last kiss." He giggles cheekily, giving you two on your cheek and picking up his phone from where it laid next to his pillow. You smile softly, in-and-out of sleep but you manage to squeeze his hand and hope that says enough.

By the time Oscar comes back from training you've gotten out of bed and showered.

"Awh, what?" Oscar pouts. "At least come sit with me while I get ready?"

With anyone else, you'd scoff at their clinginess but you can't help but melt at him. It had taken Oscar a little while to open up to you and become truly comfortable when you'd begun dating. He could be a little shy and tried to ensure he was independent and not needy at first, worried about scaring you off. Now, you sit on the bathroom counter, putting on some light makeup while he showers and tells you about his current training routine.

"Oh, and I got you one of those apple danishes on my way back," he calls out from behind the glass. "It's just in the kitchen."

"Hmm," you chuckle at his sweetness. "A pastry from Pastry."

When Oscar's out the shower and dressed you hand him your necklace silently and he positions himself behind you, carefully doing up the clasp the way he did every morning you were together - to the point where you'd begun to struggle latching the chain together on your own, having to twist it to the front so you could see what you were doing.

"All good?" He asks, trying to smooth your hair back into place.

"Yeah, thank you honey." you say, giving him a smile in the mirror. He returns it with a big Oscar-smile, the one with lots of teeth and crinkles by his eyes.

"Help me make the bed?" you ask, knowing Oscar would leave it a mess if you didn't remind him.

"We're just gonna get into it again tonight and make it messy again," he'd tried to reason in the past. "Why wouldn't we just save the effort and leave it?"

You each take a side of the duvet, pulling it up and fluffing the pillows, Oscar following your lead on the correct technique.

"If you bought less pillows, this would be so much quicker." He grumbles with a grin, tossing one of the many throw pillows at you gently. "I'm your pillow anyway, you don't use one of these."

"It's to make the room look pretty." you roll your eyes. Boys.

"The room already looks the prettiest, because you're in it." Oscar says sweetly, crawling over the bed and reaching out to you. Your heart swells at his (cheesy) words and you let him pull you down onto the bed.

"Let's nap for a bit, yeah?" He says softly, nuzzling into your neck. "See if you're a good pillow too."

thank you for reading x

[ashwhowrites]

Smut prompt 30 with Dom Robin, please?

Where Robin basically worships reader's big boobs and so she sucks them SO hard, and basically do nipple orgasm with reader?

"I don't want anyone else. No one else can make me feel like you do"

I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻

(•)(•) Love

Y/N and Robin were in that stage where they were madly obsessed with each other. Y/N was the more quiet and shy one in the relationship. She wasn't used to being seen as sexy and the feeling of being desired. Robin talked...a lot, and was not shy of her opinions. If there was something she liked about her girlfriend, Y/N knew.

Which is why Y/N knew that Robin worshiped her boobs. Robin got lost in how soft they felt, memorized by the way her nipples hardened, and how big her boobs were. Robin wouldn't lie, Y/N's boobs were her favorite place to focus on during sex. Robin loved them in all positions. When Y/N is under Robin, her back is arched so her perfect round boobs were right against Robin's chest. Or when she was on top, bouncing and Robin's eyes locked on them.

But Robin was not the only person who admired Y/N's nice chest in everything she wore. Boys will be boys, and boys will stare right at her.

~~~

Robin and the gang arrived at the pool. Dustin, Mike, and Lucas excitedly stripping off their shirts and diving into the pool. Steve grabbed their shirts and brought them to the spot Robin had claimed.

"These kids never clean up after themselves" Steve groaned, tossing the shirts on an empty chair

"Oh Mom, let kids be kids" Eddie teased, stripping his shirt and adding it to the pile

Steve rolled his eyes but let the comment go, adding his shirt to the pile

Robin slipped out of her tank top, the warm sun soaking into her freckled skin. She felt eyes on her, cheekily turning to her girlfriend who sat on a free chair. When Robin's bright blue eyes met hers she quickly looked away.

"Already caught you, princess," she teased, loving the way Y/N got shy and tried to hide her face in her hands. "Wanna sunscreen me up?"

Robin smirked as Y/N stood up and eagerly grabbed the sunscreen. Robin was known to run the ship in many friendships. Look at her and Steve, Robin's way was always the right way. Robin enjoyed having that same power over her shy little girlfriend.

Robin moaned to herself as Y/N rubbed the cold sunscreen into her skin. Robin tried to keep her thoughts clean as she felt Y/N's fingers sliding under her swimsuit straps.

"I think I'm turned on," Eddie said as he laid back on his pool chair, arms behind his head and sunglasses covering his eyes

"You're a pig, Eddie" Robin sassed, but she knew Eddie meant no harm

"Come on Rob, I need someone to do me" he pushed up his glasses so he could wink at the two girls

"Ask Steve" Robin argued

"No thank you" Steve laughed as he rubbed the sunscreen over his hairy chest

After Robin was covered in lotion, she turned to her girlfriend. Y/N was still wearing her shirt and shorts.

"Need help?" Robin flirted, her hands on Y/N's stomach as she slowly moved down to her shorts

Y/N squeaked and gave Robin a look, "there are children here" she said as she swatted away her hands

"Yeah yeah, but come on, you can't swim with all those clothes" Robin teased

Y/N took off her shorts, and then her top.

Robin's eyes latched on the exposed skin of her girlfriend. Blue eyes focused on the way Y/N's boobs were barely held together from the thin bikini top.

Of course, Robin wasn't the only one to notice. Eddie and Steve tried to sneak subtle glances over, looking more than once. Steve wanted to be respectful of his best friend's girlfriend so he quickly left the situation.

Robin applied the sunscreen on her girlfriend, not shying away from rubbing it all over her chest

~

Robin tried to keep her jealousy in check as every boy turned his head to watch her girlfriend walk by. She knew with a sexy girlfriend times like this would happen.

Robin was glad the pool day was over and they were back at Robin's. She could have her girlfriend to herself.

"Cannot wait to wash the pool off of me" Y/N said as they walked into Robin's house. Robin agreed and they both made their way to the shower.

They helped each other strip naked, stealing kisses as they waited for the water to warm up. Y/N shivered as Robin's hands moved over her body, teasing her as she skimmed closer to Y/N's cunt. But she backed away, smirking as she walked into the shower

Y/N caught her breath and joined. She slipped behind Robin and kissed her back.

Y/N hummed as she soaped Robin's body and washed out her hair, trying to ignore how turned-on she felt from being wet and naked with her girlfriend.

They swapped places, and Robin rubbed the soap into Y/N's skin. She turned her around, face to face as she softly pressed her lips against Y/N's.

The kiss got heated as Robin let her hands wander and slip inside Y/N's cunt. Y/N purred in Robin's ear as she clenched around her. Robin pushed her against the wall, her mouth making its way down to her chest.

Robin softly fingered her as her lips kissed Y/N's left breast. She kissed all around the skin

Then she softly sucked the top of the skin, then the left, then the right. She sucked hard, the skin sucked inside her mouth. She moaned as she sucked as hard as she could.

She pulled back, admiring where the start of marks formed. Then she moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention. Robin's fingers knuckle deep as Y/N panted.

"Fuck Rob" she moaned

Robin hummed around her skin, smirking as she moved to wrap her mouth around Y/N's wet nipple. Robin bit her nipple softly, loving the way Y/N gasped and arched her back. She sucked softly on her nipple, almost like she was wishing for something to leak out. Y/N whined as Robin's warm tongue swirled around her nipple. Her cunt was empty as Robin moved her hand to play with Y/N's ignored breast.

One mouth on the other and her fingers pulling the other. Y/N felt like her brain was melted as she tried to stand on her feet.

Robin pulled back from her breast with her teeth, watching as her nipple stretched out until she let it go, watching as it smacked into place. Then she moved to the other one, sucking the nipple as she did with the right.

Robin used her fingers to pinch Y/N's nipple as her mouth sucked on the other one. Once again sucking it so hard. Then she bit down on it, and Y/N hissed as the pain traveled throughout her body.

"Rob, please finger me. I want to cum" she begged, her words heavy as she panted.

"You can cum, but not because of my fingers," Robin said as she released Y/N's nipple. Now using both hands to massage the skin

"What?" Y/N whined, her brain too fucked out to understand what was going on. Her cunt pulsed and that was all she could focus on.

"I'm going to make you cum just from this, you can do it for me. I know my pretty girl can," Robin cooed, rubbing Y/N's nipples with her thumb and pointer fingers

"Robbbbbbbbbb" she whined, throwing her head back as she bucked her hips forward. But Robin ignored it

"That's it, gonna cum for me?" Robin whispered, her husky voice made Y/N whimper and nod

Robin pinched and twisted both nipples at the same time, watching as Y/N's jaw fell open and a silent scream left her lips

"That's my good girl" Robin praised

"I don't want anyone else. No one else can make me feel like you do" Y/N sighed, a fucked out smile on her face

[emsprovisions]

Happy Sunday! I hope this new week will be gentler on everyone 💕 here are some sentences from a 5x05 coda I posted on Friday: the brink of a wrinkle in time

Carlos lays his head on TK’s chest, letting TK continue to pet him as he listens to his heartbeat. “Remember the Ranger I was telling you about the other week, Campbell?”

“Idiot soup man? Yes, I do recall that guy.”

TK feels Carlos smile against his skin. Carlos begins tracing constellations between the moles and freckles on TK’s body. “He told me for their first anniversary eleven years ago, he got his wife a dozen red roses, ten tulips, six pink peonies, and some stargazer lilies.”

“Wow,” TK hums. “He remembers all that all these years later?”

“That’s the thing,” Carlos glances up. “He phones it in for every holiday, every anniversary, every birthday. It’s the same flower arrangement every time.”

TK blinks. “You’re joking.”

Carlos shakes his head. “He told me that she gets it. That his wife gets she has to be second to his job because someone else is counting on him to solve a homicide or a kidnapping.”

TK’s eyebrows shoot up at that and his sass hand is about to make an appearance when Carlos keeps talking.

“I think that’s stupid. I’m married to you, not my job. And I don’t want you to have to get it or settle for less than what you deserve. You already know my job is important, same as I know yours is…” Carlos shakes his head. “I just think it’s bullshit to push your spouse to the side because you should be using your brain all the time to think about the next case.”

TK softens as Carlos talks. This all really is just about finding his dad’s killer. TK knows he’s married to a good man who will always treat him right. Maybe they both lost focus of that recently, but things aren’t hopeless because they need an outside force to talk to, and maybe it’s because of couples counseling, or because of what Carlos dealt with at work, but he seems more receptive to listening to what TK has to say than he has in months.

“Sheesh…I feel like I should take Mrs. Campbell out for coffee and find out if she’s sleeping with other men,” TK grins.

“TK!” Carlos huffs and pinches TK’s hip, but he’s laughing too, and it’s one of the sweetest sounds TK has ever heard.

No pressure tags @ironheartwriter @heartstringsduet @strandnreyes @paperstorm @reyesstrand @bonheur-cafe @eclectic-sassycoweyes @captain-gillian @carlos-in-glasses @carlossreaders @henrygrass @tellmegoodbye @welcometololaland @lemonlyman-dotcom @nisbanisba @corsage @decafdino @chicgeekgirl89 @alrightbuckaroo @lightningboltreader @sapphic--kiwi @nancys-braids + Open 🏷️

[messrrprongs]

obliviate. - a jegulus au by mars.

kinda long so bear with me! so this starts basically in james' second year and reg's first.

"my brother's going to be sorted this year" sirius tells him proudly and james looks as eager as him cause if sirius was this AMAZING to be around, then surely his brother must be the same. and then he's sorted! 'regulus black' - and james sees the similarities immediately,, dark hair, watercolor eyes oh hell he's cute

and in the middle of james' comparison, regulus is sorted into slytherin, putting a barrier between the brothers and a stop to prongs' thought process ab baby black bc at 12, he had that ideology that slytherin was a bad house and regulus was not at all similar to sirius but ofcourse yk time changes everything

third year, he spends more time in the library. regulus does too. mostly silent, pouring over his books. james wonders why he looks so small and vulnerable

fourth year, regulus makes it onto the slytherin quidditch team as their third-year seeker and he's hella good at that, but never show-offy. james wonders why he doesn't like being centre of attention

fifth year, regulus has THE glowup. all baby fat gone, cheekbones that can cut through glass and a sharpass attractive jawline. and was his hair slightly longer too? james wonders why he's never noticed reg's smile before

sixth year, sirius starts talking to his brother more and they bond, spend more time together. regulus seems to notice james for the first time. james still sees the shy little first-year every time he looks at regulus

regulus has a sassy personality, he's mean, he's elusive, he rolls his eyes too much, but james can't see past the fact that his best friend's brother is fucking angelic. james is pretty sure regulus could get away with murder despite having blood on his hands

there's a party, there's laughter, there's drinking. and in the dim lights, the only thing james sees is regulus black because there's nothing more beautiful than watching the candleflames dance like shadows in his eyes, the ghost of pure joy in reg's smile

that year is james' favorite year. they talk, discuss quidditch strategies. when james sees regulus alone in the library, he pulls up a chair and sits with him. even though reg sasses him, he likes that. he learns regulus' favorite color when they're in honeydukes. he discovers regulus' love for astronomy during late-night hangouts. he counts the freckles on reg's face while they spend hot afternoons lying on their backs in the sun. he finds out how perfect their hands fit together like two halves of a whole

they're stupidly in love. regulus starts wearing turtlenecks and no one but remus can tell what the secret glances between james and regulus mean. sirius jokes about regulus hiding a vampire bite on his neck but remus knows it all

james is having the time of his life: secret boyfriend that he's head-over-arse in love with, his best friends, his family, his entire life set before him. everything he could ever wish for. and when sirius finds out, the worst he gets is a smack to the head with a shoe. well, that's the best it gets.

seventh year. regulus is distant, afraid. cheeks hollow, eyes darting, constantly on edge. james worries but never pushes too hard. they still go on dates, of course, but lesser than before - something is holding reg back. "i love you" james says and "i know" he gets in return. and that breaks his fucking heart bc he thinks he's not good enough for regulus. he thinks he's somehow making reg lose interest him and he doesn't want that so he does everything a bit more, tries hard, too hard. pushes himself past the limit.

and regulus can't look him in the eyes when he asks "what's wrong". the sleeve is pulled up, the mark shown, a look of betrayal and not one broken heart, but two. but james has never been one to give up. he tries to convince him but regulus is fixed on it. he doesn't want james to get hurt and live life without him but he doesn't realize that without regulus, james feels like he has nothing to live for.

that night, he's obliviated. that night, the marauders graduate from hogwarts. regulus has another year to come back to, but no james potter. his lifeline hanging by a thread as death and the consequences of his bad decisions loom closer. and james, well, he has his whole life ahead of him, doesn't he?

the paper is printed. the dark lord, vanquished. a young boy killed in service. james thinks he might've known him, seen him at hogwarts but nothing seems to click. he lets go.

james watches his friends get married. he shares their happiness yet, never once looks for his own. too busy as an auror, he makes an excuse - a reason to justify the restlessness of his heart. his friends grow worried.

james forgets a lot. he was once the boy that knew everyone's birthdays, their favorite colors, their everything by heart blindly. now he's a man that can't remember what day it is despite having looked at the calendar a moment before. he's a man that can't remember his own address sometimes. he's a man with strange fuzzy dream of a boy that looks like his best friend. a smile, stolen kisses in greenhouses, holding hands. he forgets his present a lot.

he grows old alone. surrounded by his friends' children. they say he has dementia, a muggle disease. he can't remember who he was sometimes. they wonder why he sits in his armchair in the middle of the night and stares out at the sky, waiting for something he can't remember.

he dies surrounded by his friends and family. it's peaceful, it's quiet. as he takes his final breath and his eyes flutter shut, he feels young again. he opens them again and there's a boy - sirius? no, can't be. he looks younger. an angel? must be. james thinks he's dreaming. the boy holds his hand out with a smile that james had once memorized.

"i'm sorry to make you wait, love."

[ladydaybreaker]

Some Friends to play with!

*cracks knuckles* Alrighty @jamieenthusiast you asked for it haha. So. The Ad Astra Kiddos would like to make some new friends. Let's start with the oldest and go down to the youngest (pick and choose at your leisure! I'll give le pictures from @officialarmrest for them.

Orion

Orion is the eldest of the Working Disassemblers, Uzi and N's son. He looks dead on like his father save for the fact that he dresses more akin to his mother (beanie with his daddy's pilot wings and a hoodie that looks like his mama's). The only difference between him and his father? Orion's got scars around his true eyes, wings and tail from...some things he really doesn't like to talk about. He also very rarely smiles, opting for his mother's resting look of annoyance and/or boredom. Orion's a bit...well, he's his mother's son. Let's just put it at that. He's a bit cold and standoffish (angsty teen energy) until you get to know him. In terms of lil' Mango? The second Orion finds out about the guitar he's sold. Orion's big into music and scavenged an acoustic guitar that his aunt Cyn taught him to play. He'd probably get right along playing with the lil guy and maybe even smile a little bit for the first time in a long time.

Victoria "Tori"

Queen Bee of the school and V and Thad's only child. When she's around her classmates and friends you can definitely see Thad's chill personality and V's sass...but around her family? That's where the sweet little manor maid V comes out full force. Tori is very much V's little doppleganger save for the fact she has very light colored blonde hair. She has her mother's vision glitch and does need glasses (they tend to slide down and she uses her tail to push them up). She's big into nature science and will go on for hours on some cool animal fact that she's found. She also loves flying and is one of the more graceful of the Fledgeling squad.

Astra

N and Uzi's youngest child and only daughter. Astra's a bit different than the rest of her squad...in that being she looks almost 1:1 like Uzi. However, like her brother, it's not all like her look alike parent. She's very bubbly, very excitable, and very much a people person (just like dad!) She loves shiny objects and her clothes and being as pristine and clean as possible. She's even made some of her own jewelry and clothes (She was given a coat like her dad's and a hat similar to her dad's pilot hat...her mom gave her a skull pin she found instead of the pilot wings because Orion took that. She has her mom's old combat boots though!). She has many many rings and bangles and necklaces on her person. Her pride and joys though are a pin of a vaguely earth-like planet encircled by stars and a crescent moon that her aunt J gave her and a crystal collar around her neck with a silver plate that reads 002. She adores her grandma Nori and wants to be just like her...even with adopting her hairstyle. I could definitely see her and Mango bonding over making jewelry (if Astra doesn't scare the poor kiddo away because of her bubbly nature).

Vesper

Finally, there's Vesper. Vesper is a bit of an odd duck but he's a sweet little gentleman. He might as well be, his mother's Cyn. Vesper is a small, young little worker who loves music and can sing like an absolute cherub. Perfect little southern gentleman with his bright blue eyes and freckle artifacts that are shadowed by curly white hair and an equally as white stetson that he may or may not have stolen from his Pa. One of Vesper's favorite things to do is play piano while his Ma plays her violin beside him...but he can and will pick up any instrument he's given and play the heck out of it as easy as breathing. He loves working with his cousin Orion because of that. He also loves penguins and if you get him started talking about penguins that boy will not stop.

Ya don't have to do anything with them if you don't want to, but I saw the chance for these four yahoos to make some friends and I leaped for it.

[iproposedtoyamamaanshesaidyes]

I wanna be the underwear you put on

I wanna be the clothes that comfort you

I wanna be the lipstick on your lips

I wanna be the perfume that makes you smell rich

I wanna be the soap that makes your skin pure

I wanna be the scarf around your head,when you go to bed,

I wanna be the earrings that style your appearance,

I wanna be the shoes that make you walk with attitude

I wanna be the glasses on your face

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna

I wanna be the art on your skin that draws attention

I like them all from different ethnicities and cities

Dark, red, mix, Haitian, Jamaican, Cuban, island, Native American, Brazilian,

Plump full lips, cat like eyes, natural hair, natural everywhere, graceful hands, legs, and feet,

And one dimple on the side of your cheek,

Amazing smiles, and show your amazing teeth,

Beautiful bone structure, beautiful body type,

From thin, to average, to bbw, it doesn’t matter, who’s badder, it’s just class and sass,

Intellectual simulation, sensual, the mind over body, what you craving? A lot of temptation, love at first sight, mislead communications, talk to me, let’s converse, I wanna be the heart on your sleeves, I wanna be chest to chest, I wanna be ya heartbeat, your my honeybee, my peach cobbler, my sweet tea, my caramel frappe, my brownie, my cookie, shows me the freckles on your face, show me the cellulite on your waist,

I wanna be the cover that keeps your warm

I wanna be the pillow you lay on

I wanna be the repeat of your favorite song

I wanna be your king

I want you to be my queen

Life without a wedding ring it’s like

A phone that vibrate

I wanna be the long message you send

I wanna be the one who makes you blush

I wanna be the one you think about

I wanna be when you smile when you see me call

I wanna be that incoming call

I wanna be the conversation that’s a hour long

I wanna be I wanna be ©️

[snomoscribbles]

Best Friends Brother

Ao'nung x Neteyam

Rated: Mature🔞

Tags: Human AU, sass, flirting, teasing, smitten af Ao'nung AO3 Link

Summary: Ao'nung is desperately trying to get the beautiful bastard that is Neteyam Sully to notice him. But being Lo'aks first real friend from moving to Awa'Atlu means he just secured his place in the "adopted sibling" part of Neteyams mind. Clipping (Tumblr is not letting me post the whole chapter):

He let out a heavy sigh, eyes drifting once again to the man lingering just out of his line of sight.

“Hey, how is someone as pretty as you related to Lo’ak?”

”HEY! Jackass I’m right here, quit flirting with my brother and pay attention to the game!”

Neteyam snickered from where he sat on island that separated the small kitchenette from the rest of the basement that was set up as a studio apartment space. Neteyam had claimed the area when they first found the house and in the month he’d moved in, had started revamping it into a comfy hangout spot.

”I wouldn’t have known you were related unless you said something. You guys just so drastically take after different parents.”

He glanced away from the fighting game he and Lo’ak were playing to absorb Neteyam perched on the island cross-legged in a large cream knit sweater that contrasted with the dark freckled swatch of his skin, and loose jeans. He had his laptop on his knees and his golden eyes lidded as he read something, wire framed glasses perched on his freckled nose and thick lashes dusting the top of his cheeks.

”Are you calling my dad ugly?” Lo’ak asked with a laugh, dragging Ao’nungs attention back to him.

”I mean….are you calling him pretty?”

”Okay…maybe not pretty.”

Neteyam shook his head, looking up at the two fondly, “You can call someone attractive without insulting someone else you know? Its an option?”

Ao’nung snapped his gaze to the screen to avoid exposing his staring, suddenly very invested in the game with a laugh.

”Okay but then I miss out on an opportunity to insult Lo’ak? And that’s illegal.”

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Rough sketch of how each of them look. If you have any questions, feel free to ask :).

My OCs' Introductions:

Lily (my old character.ai persona)

Nicknames: Illy, Silly Lily, Lil' Illy-billy

5'5"

Pale complexion

Long black hair past her waist

Brown eyes

Job: High School Science and English Tutor

Dream Job: College English Professor

Degree: Working towards a Secondary Education degree and then her Master's in Curriculum and Instruction in English

100% Lee (she tickles her roommate Lila from time to time, but she's mostly the Lee in their friendship)

Worst spots: Belly button, armpits, and feet

Favorite spot: The belly (to tickle and to get tickled at)

Lily is a Lee who isn't shy to admit she likes to be tickled. She will walk up to anyone she knows and asks them to tickle her without a moment's hesitation. If she's not dressing up for work or classes, she's probably in a crop top.

Lila (slightly inspired by The Bully Roommate on character.ai)

Nicknames: Lil, Miss Monster, Giggle Lil

6'

Olive complexion

Short blond hair cut close to the ears

Brown eyes

Job: Intern at the local police station

Dream Job: Police officer

Degree: Working towards a Criminal Justice Degree

100% Ler (gets tickled by Lily occasionally, but does most of the tickling)

Worst Spots: Armpits and Hips

Favorite spots: Belly (to tickle) Sides (get tickled at)

Lila is a Ler whose a bit on the quieter side. She loves tickling Lily, but is always a little hesitant to ask. However, if Lily asks, she will always be willing to tickle her.

Mullach Sílante (Mullach: Summit or high place, Sílante: Health; usually used as a toast)

Nicknames: Mull, Mull the Bull, Silly Sílante

5'11"

Pale Complexion (pink undertones) with brown freckles across her nose and upper cheeks

Curly Red/Orange hair to her lower back

Green eyes

Gold wire circle glasses

AuDHD

Job: Astronaut trainee

Dream Job: Astronaut

Degree: Working towards a degree and Masters in Aerospace Engineering

Switch (50/50)

Worst spots: Knees and Feet

Favorite spot: Sides (to get tickled at and to tickle)

Mullach is a bashful Lee. She blushes all of the time, hides her face when she laughs, and tries to muffle her laughter with her arms. Even if she wants tickles, she can't seem to ask for them. Sometimes she'll sass off to her bestie Kirk to get the tickles she wants.

Kirk (Star Trek inspired)

Nicknames: Captain, Kickin' Kirk

5'7"

Tan Complexion

Straight brown hair cut close to the ears

Brown eyes

ADHD

Job: Astronaut Trainee

Dream Job: Astronaut

Degree: Working towards a bachelors and Masters in Biological Science

Ler-leaning switch (80/20)

Worst spots: Ribs and Hips

Favorite spots: Ribs (to tickle) sides (to get tickled at)

Kirk will accept tickles, but he loves giving them even more. He's a master at teases and breaks out the smirk whenever he tickles Mullach.

[seriouslysam8]

Why do none of those kids look like Ginny?! I need a replica mini replica of Ginny with her mom, dad, and grandparents sass. This kid has to be a terror but also so fucken sweet. She of course has to be the youngest that has Harry and Sirius wrapped around her little finger and gets away with EVERYTHING by batting her big brown eyes and pouting her lips.

Ginny does need a little mini me, doesn’t she???

I like to think James Sirius is a Weasley with black hair and glasses. Albus is definitely a Potter. Little Lily Luna had Ginny eyes, hair, and freckles, but she had the Potter facial structure.

[moecartoons]

What are some voice headcanons for your OCs?

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Thank you sm for this question!! It's something I thought about and considered a while ago but never came back to, because, well... it's really hard! Haha

Right now I only have voice hcs for Chip and CV. Teddy's such a shame since he's literally a little singing star, but I guess that's a lot of pressure in choice.

For Chip I've considered:

Happy ENA, her speaking mannerisms although not necessarily medieval feel similar to what I have in mind for Chip. It's also usually a nice masc voice with a bit of a certain twang to it that makes it the perfect level of "gender" for them, lmao.

Lynn Ferguson's Mac from Chicken Run. Sometimes I hear Chip's voice with a scottish accent, and I love Mac's pitch for them. When I was young I thought Mac was a boy. She's very soft-spoken as well and mostly calm.

Casey Mongillo's Nene Onemine from Komi Can't Communicate. Casey is nonbinary! And has a very soothing voice, imo, especially in this role. When act out excitement or fury, it can be kind of strained, which feels fitting. Nene also has cute freckles like Chip :3

Overall, Chip's voice is androgynous in every single way in my mind :P It sounds masc, it sounds fem, it sounds Medieval English, Scottish, maybe Puerto Rican, soft, firm... Ugh.

For CV I've considered:

Arleen Sorkin's Harley Quinn. And I know what you're thinking, even at that pitch it's a pretty older-sounding voice for someone like CV. And lmao, you're right, but the accent and squeak are just too perfect for her. She is supposed to be related to Lucky, after all.

Dot Warner, specifically in season 3-5 of the original Animaniacs. Not too pitch-shifted but just enough to make her sound like a child. Dot's sass is perfect for CV, completely full of herself.

Jodie Resther's Francine Frensky Or Melissa Altro's Muffy Crosswire from Arthur. It's the best... the worst? Of both worlds. I LOVE these two, but ik some people can hate them to their very core. Very CV. Francine would be perfect for CV's mannerisms, but Muffy just... sounds more like what I have in mind for her. Squeaky.

Kether Donohue's Kiki/Pudding from Mew Mew Power. I wasn't happy with my indecisiveness with Francine and Muffy, and tbh all three of these voices I thought of just for this Q! Then I ran into this old anime I use to love, haha. Pudding is probably perfect for CV; she's a performer, she has the accent[?], the mannerisms, the squeakiness!!

Overall, CV is a brooklyn/new york accented street urchin with a lot of attitude and squeakiness. Probably a voice that you either love or you hate, as decisive as her personality.

I'll link/post some clips below of each voice. c:

Chip's

Happy Ena Comp:

Lynn Ferguson's Mac from Chicken Run [hen with glasses]

Casey Mongillo's Nene

CV's

Arleen Sorkin's Harley Quinn [I feel like most of us know what she sounds like, so I just grabbed a mega compilation to refresh everyone's memory]

Dot Warner [If it timestamp doesn't work, it should be 2:13]

Not sure if I need to add videos of Francine or Muffy but here are a couple links

Francine

Muffy

Kether Donohue's Kiki/Pudding from Mew Mew Power [little blondie]

[theothersideofhim]

Little Mun Things!

[dollmaker found here !!!]

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stolen from: @burningfeathersx

tagging: anyone who wants to do it (and make themselves in a little picrew!)

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i'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or more piercings / i have at least one or more tattoos / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

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I don't know how often I smile but listen the RBF is so real. I'll just be scrolling through youtube shorts and catch a glimpse of myself in the reflection of my phone screen and it's like a frog who just got sassed at by the fly he was about to eat.

also i dont like reading or writing, any time i do either of those things its completely by accident lmfao I KEED i keed

[misssakuramochi]

Hello! Could I please get a matchup for Baldur's Gate 3? 🥺 I'm an autistic she/they enby, I'm fine with any gender, and while I currently work at a library I'm hoping to become a professor of celtic languages and a linguist someday, so I'm learning Scottish Gaelic, Irish and Welsh. I'm super short, only 4' 10" (147 cm), with long wavy auburn hair, glasses, pale freckled skin and a boyish fashion sense. I also have some chronic illnesses like scoliosis, joint pain and asthma. I'm really polite and very friendly with everyone I meet, but I'm also very protective over my loved ones and can be sassy when I feel it's deserved. While I'm generally an anxious person, I'm not afraid to make the first move because I basically tell myself that the moment could slip away, but I will be having heart palpitations while doing that lol. My special interests include linguistics, science, magic (I practice witchcraft irl), cooking, video games, plant identification and a bunch of other stuff, though honestly I'm down to learn about whatever is available (within reason). I've been described as "homely" and "wise beyond my years" since I give good advice and am very self aware. I really enjoy taking care of people but can get flustered if the sentiment is returned.

Thank you so so much, I hope you're doing well! Take care!

I match you with...

ASTARION

○ You have very complimentary skills. On one hand, you're very book smart - keep him from eating the poisonous animals and such. He's the street smart half, protecting you from nefarious faces you miss in the crowd. He reads others intentions well, you know your own; you help him trust and he helps you doscern. He helps you learn in some ways, you help him in others. You both grow well together.

○ Believe it or not, you make Astarion feel protected. Maybe not physically, exactly, but your willingness to sass and back talk when someone messes with him warms his heart. Knowing you care enough to protect his emotional self means more to him than he can express - even if he complains at you when that sass gets you in trouble.

○ Astarion loves that you always surprise him. When you first showed your firey side, when you were the one to ask him out first. He never knows what you'll do or say next in a positive way. You're exciting and full of life to him, which makes him feel more alive ironically.

○ Knowing you're generally anxious, Astarion doesn't hesitate to step up in situations where you're stressed. Much as he loves to make you squirm, he's the only one allowed to. He loves when you stand up for yourself and he encourages and emboldens you, but when things are too much he's always there.

HEADCANONS

○ I won't lie - Astarions intentions with you are not wholesome at first. Being quiet and well-mannered, maybe a little awkward even, he thinks he can manipulate you. When you first get firey, either in his behalf or at him, it lights a spark of genuine intrigue. Tell himself as he might that he's in it for his own goals, he starts genuinely falling in love with you from then on

○ Astarion pretends not to listen to you. When you infodump about languages, plants, ect. He often pretends to get distracted - usually by saying he can't help but get caught up by how beautiful you are when you speak (which he means more than his tone indicates) It can be irritating, but down the line when he reiterates facts you'd taught him, you realize he was genuinely hearing you. At least ad best he could. Honestly it takes him time, but he learns a few basic sentences in your interest languages to impress you, just based on you telling him about them.

○ You play friendly one upping games in teasing one another, but Astarion wins literally every time. You flirt with him, and when he reciprocates he does so with 10x intensity just to make you blush and stutter. He lives(?) for fluttering you. Even as you get brave enough to keep up more, and flirt further, he'll always take it to a higher level just to get those cheeks pink. (Always within your boundaries ofc)

○ Sometimes, with you being so intelligent, goal-driven, and passionate, he would get discouraged in the beginning because he genuinely didn't feel good enough. After many a long talk and a little time, he finally finds his place in supporting you - emotionally and physically. You teach him that you rely on him too, and that goes from something scary to something that gives him purpose. Cooking, cleaning -- he's more surprised than you are to find himself helping with those things after you've passed out from a day of work and research.

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Alright my friend! Tysvm for doing this trade with me! It is my pleasure to hand over my precious man to you - please treat him well. Like please he needs it

[indyflanery]

Bold what the signs remind me of

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ARIES: The smell of burnt matches, whiskey burning your throat, running at night, fiery gazes, freckles, laughs that expose their teeth, winning an arcade game, the thundering sounds of a crowded bowling alley, hearing music blaring from someone else’s headphones, cherry stained lips.

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TAURUS: Thick hair, septum piercings/nose rings, earthy eyeshadow palettes, red wine, blasting Adele, standing on a cliff overlooking the ocean, leather bound journals, wearing expensive lingerie underneath casual outfits, MAC nudes, splurging at your local bakery, brownstone buildings, suede skirts, online shopping.

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GEMINI: Synth pop playlists, neon signs, blurry nightclub photos, high school cliques, collecting crystals, getting dressed up to go to concerts/festivals, fleeting but intense crushes, conversations composed of gibberish, sitting in diners late at night, body glitter, witty comebacks, complicated coffee orders.

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CANCER: Small tattoos, tasting teardrops on your lips, bed hair, swimming at night, high school English classes, the importance of platonic relationships, herbal tea, random quotes on post it notes, combing a friends hair out of their face, hermit crabs, swallowing the lump in your throat when you’re about to cry.

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LEO: Theatre/drama kids, loud drunks, enthusiastic bear hugs, gold jewellery, leading the pack, grins that are a mixture of mischievous and sinister, eye catching outfits, temporary tattoos, dancers/musicians/painters (artists in general), a flair for the dramatic, flirtatiously winking at strangers, sunflowers.

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VIRGO: New car smell, aesthetic highlighted notes, wire frame glasses, succulents, light denim, eyeliner and sass so sharp, wandering through antique stores, lace bralettes, Fleetwood Mac, flowers blooming, typewriter keys clicking, minty breath, dated polaroids, skepticism, organised bookshelves.

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LIBRA: Collecting teacups, bright coloured pool floats, orchids, soft lips, Valentine’s day memes, float like a butterfly sting like a bee, smearing cream blush onto cheeks, bubblegum, Marina’s Electra Heart era, classic romance novels, songs that reference Paris, hoop earrings, pink lemonade, fluffy blankets.

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SCORPIO: Menthol cigarettes, jealousy, original ChapStick, deep glares, tongue/lip piercings, crushed ice, cold hands, picking at your nails, storm clouds rolling in, maroon lipstick, band tees, suppressed emotions, Lorde aesthetic, an air of mystery, standing your ground, monochromatic themes, kept secrets.

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SAGITTARIUS: Roadtrips with the windows down, drunken debates, loose jeans, camping with friends, speeding tickets, kissing strangers, action flicks with surround sound, messy bedrooms, wind swept hair, sneaking out of windows, chasing sunsets, big sunglasses, Ride by Lana Del Rey, backroads, wildflowers.

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CAPRICORN: Black coffee, silver stationary, Arctic Monkeys, pencil sketches, cast iron gates, calligraphy, sleep deprivation, black skinny jeans, well written essays, deadly ambition, unboxing new shoes, absinthe, garter belts, tracing fingers over hardcover books, planning outfits in advance, expensive perfume.

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AQUARIUS: Street smarts, revolutions, racing cars at traffic lights, sci-fi aesthetic, pool parties, dyeing your hair bright colours, spontaneity, conspiracy theories, dream catcher collections, random pockets of knowledge, lava lamps, artistic graffiti, stoner movies, flashing carnival lights, seldom used emojis.

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PISCES: Giggly drunks, heart eyes, making playlists, seeing the good in people, aquariums, daydreaming in class, volunteering at animal shelters, watery eyes, acoustic guitar, anime, childhood teddy bears, shoeboxes full of things, talking to pets, wishing wells, clear umbrellas, flying a kite, philosophy.

[blametheeditor]

“Shitty speed limit, Phone Guy.”

Scott feels his grip on the steering wheel tighten as he immediately lifts his foot from the gas. He then takes a deep breath, holds it, finally letting it out as they drop back down to the acceptable speed before accelerating to keep them there.

“That was the tenth time you didn’t notice, Scott,” Fritz gently pipes up from the back seat. A glance at the rearview mirror let’s the man driving spot an extremely pale face making the freckles and red hair seem a bit more vibrant than usual. When their eyes meet however, there’s no frightened look or angry glare for not being careful, just a small smile. “Do we need to get you some reading glasses?”

“Don’t you dare,” Scott grins. “I already have James and David calling me ‘old man’ and ‘fossil’, I don’t need any sass from you.”

Fritz simply lets his growing smile speak for itself before he goes back to keeping his eyes tightly shut, a white knuckled grip on his seatbelt. That’s when Scott looks over at Mike sitting in the passenger seat, arms crossed and eyes closed, looking for all intents and purposes that he’s asleep. The illusion is broken as one blue eyes lazily opens at the feeling of being watched as a smirk appears. “We’re fine, asshole.”

“We won’t be once we meet up with David and Jeremy.”

Mike shrugs at that as he finally sits up. A hand rubs at his ‘Night Watch’ cap as his other points toward the phone on the dashboard giving directions. “Jerber ever call your ass?”

“No.”

“If the goddamn Jerber hasn’t, then Douche Bag’s been one hell of a giant. We’re fine.”

[variousincorrectxreader]

Hi!! Are you taking matchup requests right now? :0 Of yes, could I get a romantic one for the owl house? Ty in advance and sorry if I messed something up ^^"

I'm 16, Female, Bi (no gender preference), Scorpio and ENFP.

I'm 5'3 and on the chubbier side with short straight brown hair, grey-blue eyes and glasses. I've got a few scars (not from anything traumatic just being a tomboy as a little kid), the most visible one being on my leg. I have freckles - but they're pretty faint - and a slight overbite.

I'd say I'm pretty extroverted, sassy and confident. I'm usually the jokester in any given group, with a habit of blurting out corny puns as soon as I think of them. Social cues go right over my head though so I often need to be reminded if it's not the right time for joking around. I can be pretty stubborn at times, and while I wouldn't call myself short-tempered if someone does manage to rile me up they should, uh, run; to put it bluntly.

I'm a very creatively-minded person, so my main hobby is writing, I'm always carrying a notebook or two so I can write down any ideas that come to mind. And though I'm not exactly built for spots, my quick reaction time has served me well in several matches of dodgeball. I'm super curious, especially when it comes to dark topics, which some people find a bit weird because of how not dark my personality is. I love conventionally "gross" aspects of nature like fungi and insects, especially isopods.

This one took me awhile to think about because I had two characters in mind, but i finally decided to match you with...

Willow Park!

at first I thought Luz, but i decided you would be better suited to be her sibling in this scenario. Willow likes the fact that you are unabashedly yourself, no doubt Luz has told some wild stories about the two of you and your projects in class.

she is also on the slightly chubby side despite working out, and thats fine because honestly same sis, anyways. She doesnt care that youre chubby but if you wanna lose weight she totally will help ease you into a light workout routine in the morning

Likes to try and weave flowers through your hair, if your hair isnt long enough for that, she makes cute flower crowns for you.

Willow is canonically freaked out by bugs but if she happens upon a bug she thinks you might like, she will trap it so she can show you later. When she finds out you like fungi, she starts a small fungus farm, although she keeps them away from her other plants to avoid cross contamination, she grows them in a little heart shape, since the fungus kinda grow in weird different size masses it doesnt really look like a heart but she tried.

even though your freckles are faint, she still likes to trace pictures across your skin, like connect the dots.

in regards of temper, the two of you are the same, not quick to anger but once you are... run. Especially if Amity is ticked off as well, you guys make quite the storm.

Luz thinks the two of you are so sweet, probably reminds her of two characters in The Azura books.

You know those looks she gives Gus whenever he takes a joke a little too far, she gives you those when the time isnt right, same witg Luz. finds your antics refreshing, she enjoys your jokes when the time is right, and the two of you are passive aggressive sass queens.

thinks your morbid curiosity is endearing, and she tends to encourage it often. thinks your reflexes are funny, one time Boscha threw a ball at your head, you dodged it and it ricocheted off the wall and hit her face instead.