#the stuff in grey im not gonna worry about for now

[bf-rally]

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[suguru-getos]

୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 8﹕✦﹕┈・୧

Hawks x f!reader -> Cockwarming

Event Masterlist

a/n: soft hawksie, comfort, slice of life <3, cockwarmin.

there are times your work, your day absolutely drains the fuck out of you. you want nothing more than keigo and to be covered in the duvet of his wings. today you were late from work, reaching home at 10 pm. it was irritating— you were drained and your shoulders were slumped, keigo noticed the lack of ease and effortlessness in your body language and facial expressions in the morning itself. a sudden murmur when he wore his hero jacket, “why don’t you take an off from work sweetie? take my card and spoil yourself a bit mm?” keigo tried, but you dismissed his proposal. “no, im good thanks kei” your smile also seemed forced—

now that you had returned home, keigo came over to you immediately. wearing his grey joggers and a white tee. fuck he didn’t even have to try !! he was so ethereal. the blazing sun had toned down in japan & keigo’s golden tan with it. you walked towards him, hugging him eagerly. a musical chuckle escaped him as his hands groped your back, “aww~ my cute little birb.” he mumbles, leaning back and kissing your lips softly, melting away your stress and worries. “dinner?” he muses, tucking a stray strand of your hair behind your ear.

“mhm, what do we have?” you asked him, nuzzling against his palm when he cupped your face. “mm, whatever you want is what we have. keigo’s kitchen especially catered to his baby girl.” he grinned. you love that he addressed himself as keigo and not ‘hawks’ in front of you.

“some chicken soup.” you hummed, smiling back at him tenderly, through tired eyes.

“gotcha~” he took out his phone to check for outlets and you chuckled, “hey now, wasn’t this keigo’s kitchen?” keigo bit his lip, blushing with a grin. “yes it is, just out sourcing some stuff.” he winked, sounding exactly like the man of your dreams — oh wait, he is.

the dinner came in quick, by the time you were out of the shower, a stray plume caressed your cheek, making you giggle as you paved your way towards the dining area. “dinner is ready missy, sit down.” keigo looked at you, still in the bathrobe and whistled. “oh my~” you blushed and rolled your eyes at his antics, sitting down and having dinner with your husband. things seem so great when you start counting these little moments that life awards you with your man.

once the dinner was finished, where you talked to him about work, he talked about his— well, as much as he could share of course. you got up. flustered at what you’re about to ask. “wanna, cockwarm.” the words came out of your mouth easy. keigo smirked, “mm? want to feel daddy that close huh?” you nodded, blushing and looking down.

you nodded, looking into his eyes because you know he likes it. “yeah, wan’- wan’ to feel you close keigo.” you looked down, fuck his siren gaze with his marked golden eyes made you shiver. “and too tired for the whole sex.” you pouted, while keigo observed you in awe.

“mkay, if my sweet little girl wants that, who the hell am i to deny her demands? don’t want to be a bad daddy to my kid.” he winked, carrying you bridal style, a low purr escaping him when you lean against his chest as he took you to your shared bedroom.

“looks like gotta work you up first mm? how else are you gonna take daddy’s cock?” keigo smirked, oh he had no filter at times… you pouted, quite impatient and wanting to feel stretched & full already. after all these years with you, keigo has become an excellent mind reader. “okay okay~ let me get the lube, mm?” he cooed, pulling the knot of your bath suit and kissing your exposed tits. tugging at your nipples just to check how far he could go with them. they get really sensitive depending upon the time of the month & keigo doesn’t want to hurt his darling.

spreading your legs, pupils dilating in anticipation, keigo lubed up your pretty pussy and groaned when you arched your back at him rubbing your clit. “there she is, there she is.” he hums, spreading your cunt lips and thrusting himself in slowly. you arched your back and whined, gasping at the stretch. “fuck— i can’t.” you moaned when keigo pressed your pelvis, making you feel just how deep he’s reaching.

“that’s it sweetness, that’s it. ssh~ you’re taking it so well.” he crooned, kissing your neck and stilling. your eyes were glossing up. overwhelmed by the smouldering amount of love keigo showers you with. “i love you.”

“i love you too.” he said it like a silent prayer, smiling tenderly at you and leaning beside, adjusting your position & kissing your forehead deeply. “cute. my cute little angel birdie.” he smiled, kissing your eyelids. “let it go for me okay? all your worries, all your stress. because i’d always be here.”

and he’ll always be there for you. <3 you don’t doubt that.

[cherrysurf]

Tall blonde and evil! | Katsuki Bakugo x f!reader

chapter 8; stupid event ★

Today was the 2024 hottest man award event, the media was buzzing to get everyone with final votes, celebrities have been rushing to get ready and have been talking about said event. You’ve been trying not to pull your hair out from the nerves all morning as for bakugou he’s been sleeping since he decided to wake up at 5am to head to the gym, get a haircut, get a facial, and then a massage got home at 7am left you a message and proceeded to fall asleep so he didn’t have eye bags for the event—

the text made you sigh “typical bakugou” you decided to hop in the shower for a much needed everything shower, as you stand there scrubbing your hair with shampoo you can’t help but think of how different yours and bakugous relationship as grown over the past few months—

sure you bickered and fought especially in the beginning where he almost fired you, but as of late he’s been really nice or as nice as he can be which in some sick sinister way made your stomach feel weird almost in a loving nervous way but why? and as much as you try to figure out some weird odd conclusion or reasoning there seems to be none all you can do is stay professional because at the end of the day makes it’s just nerves from all this build up towards the event that was making you feel this way after all maybe you didn’t really know bakugou as you thought you did. Especially after the interview where he said that one line maybe there's a side to him that you have yet to discover, you roll your eyes at the fact that there is more to this man than just the surface and wait he portrays “ugh i hate when he’s right” you say out loud as you continue to shave your legs—

soon after you step out the shower staring at tonight’s outfit that was hung up on your doorframe rolling your eyes “yayyy” you say sarcastically. Now it was time for your skincare routine because from bakugous words “he wanted the best of the best” whatever the fuck that meant. It was now about 12 in the afternoon when you decided to send Bakugou his lunch and coffee because you knew he was going to wake up soon— then you got a phone call from him not too long after.

“Did you eat?” he said over the phone in a groggy tone.

“no i'm in the middle of my skincare” you responded as you had him speaker while applying an eye mask for the eye bags you’ve been wearing since college.

“why didn’t you buy yourself lunch when you got me some? Are you really that dumb?” he said in more of a mean tone.

“I wasn’t aware I could do that you know?” you say rolling your eyes.

“i can hear your stupid fuck ass eye roll from over the phone ya know…you stress me out so bad i’m gonna grow a grey hair before this event.” he said with annoyance.

“Really i could’ve sworn i saw one coming in already during the interview a couple days ago” you say laughing

“You know i would’ve believed you but i got my haircut today and they checked for me” he said.

“i didn’t know you cared so much about your appearance” you said actually worried if he was insecure

“It's my job to worry about my appearance, gosh anyways i have to go get food i’ll pick you up later goodbye.” he said annoyed hanging up the phone

“bye.” you say even after he hung up the call feeling like you said something wrong? but we’re sure what…

After that embarrassing conversation you throw your phone on the bed and start doing your makeup the goal was to make sure it matched with the dress, so you kept it classy with a nice smooth base and a simple eye look with a bold red lip, you did your hair in old hollywood curls that were very bouncy and sleek “i swear if this isn’t up to bakugou's “standard” im shoving my heel up his ass” you say rolling your eyes as you put on your dress it was almost time for him to pick you up for the event— you put on your heels applied perfume your signature scent of vanilla and cherry, and got your purse and made sure you had stuff to touch up your makeup during the event. You stand in your living room looking at yourself in the mirror nervously and now pacing around your living room until you feel your phone buzzing—

“hey i’m 5 minutes away are you ready?” you hear him say.

“yeah i’m ready” you respond yet your stomach starts to feel like your about to throw up this afternoon's lunch

“Why does your voice shaking?” he asked

“Nervous i guess i mean i am the one who’s gonna be doing most of the talking as you said.” you say rolling your eyes

“You shouldn’t be. Just see them as your co-workers” he responded calmly

“Hopefully that works.” you say taking a deep breath out to ground yourself

“It will. anyways i’m here come outside” he mentions

“k.” you say hanging up the phone

As you walk out your house you find him there waiting for you by the passenger side with the door open “what a gentleman” you say in your head amused and impressed by his whole demeanor that makes you wonder how the night will play out.

a/n- FAT JUICY CLIFFHANGER anyways the gala/event is gonna take place on new years bc i said so, and it makes sense but i hope you enjoy this chapter and are excited for the next chapter aka the new years special

big shoutout to shari for being my motivation on getting this done and helping me!

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[icarusredwings]

Snippet of my one fic series im calling

"Finding home."

This comes after DOG TAGS. They're spending the night at the Xmen mansion when someone pays them a visit. Established Poolverine.

Warning: Wade is just.. Wade. Logan (worst wolverine) is learning to stand up for himself, Complicated stuff with Jean Grey and other xmen characters. Post unknown context.

Angst, emotional hurt/comfort, fluff.

Coming into the room, Logan had found Wade lying down. Sprawled out beautifully like a dame in one of those fancy paintings. As if he was worn out. This had pleased him greatly. It meant he had so much fun that he was satisfied with the level of exercise and socialization for today. Something that was a rare sight.

Walking over, he climbed into the bed with a big smirk, pulling him close, underneath him.

“Hey..”

“Hi.”

He chuckled softly, starting to kiss him all over. The kind of kisses that meant he was hungry for something more, already nipping at his lips and his neck. Putting his head back into the silk pillows Wade groaned, putting his hands up to the back of his head, beginning to pet him.

Sliding his shirt up, It wasn't often that Logan let himself wonder so confidently. Which is why Wade whined, his stomach fluttery a bit as he groaned. Maybe it was because Logan was leaving a trail of nips down his abdomen or maybe it was because of how nauseous he was getting, but something wasn't right.

“Oh god. I usually would never in a billion life times say this but.. Stop?” What ever has gotten into Logan had got him good because he only chuckled again and bit his ear, Holding him by the hem of his jeans. “Sorry, Bub, But you're all mine now. Stuck with me. So get used to it because you're gonna be scr-”

“Logan Stop.”

Almost instantly, Like a switch he sat up, No longer touching him. In Fact the look he gave him was filled with concern and almost ashamed for the things he's done. For not stopping the first time. There've been plenty of times where stop didn't actually mean it, but he knew better when it was said in that tone.

This only made Wade pout more. Look at him!! All confident and ready to play the way they've been training his self confidence for. And the dirty talk too? Come on! How he was sitting like this? All obedient and worried for him? Ugh! He only wanted to fuck him more now. It wasn't fair.

“I'm gonna puke.” He stated a quick explanation that made the man frown, his thoughts instantly going to because of him, as if he were too gross to play with, but a single brain cell pipped up as he remembered his dear fiancé was not new to throwing up.

“If… if you don't mind. Do you think we could just cuddle tonight?” He asked, looking almost ashamed of himself too, feeling bad for turning him away.

“Yes. I mean- Of course… Do you want help?” Watching him light up like a puppy with hope to be helpful.

Wade couldn't help but stifle a laugh, giggling after the scoff. “Can you hand me that trash can? And.. maybe look away. Or something.” He muttered, not liking when people saw him so gross, especially not him. No one wanted to kiss you with vomit in your mouth. Within a few seconds, He fetched the trash can, sitting next to him as he rubbed his back.

“You're alright.” He whispered, reassuring Wade that it was okay, that he could do whatever he needed to do, and no one would be mad at him. Sometimes, he became upset with himself for times like this. Thought it ruined the moment, and past shitty hookups have convinced him it was true and his fault.

This was the opposite of looking away, but no one really wanted to be alone when sick.

“You're burning up…” he mummbled, looking away but kept his hand on him as he hurled, gagging and grunting how much he hated doing this.

Listening to him try to catch his breath was the worst part for him, knowing how sensitive he was to unauthorized breath play and cancer didn't exactly believe in safe words.

“I know.. I know.” It took him about a month to finally get it when he first moved in, that Wade wasn't lean and thin because he wanted to be, Rather, he could barely keep anything down some days.

“It's alright. Hey. You're okay. I got you.” He whispers to him. Wade put his head back, tears in his eyes as he breathed deep and slow.

“There we go. Better?”

Starting to nod, this quickly became a shake of his head, putting his head in that trash can again. Oh, the poor thing…

Opening the door, Logan swallowed as he saw her. “Hey…”

To make matters worse, there was a knock at the door. God, they couldn't catch a break, could they? Without even getting a chance to ask, Wade went off to the bathroom, slamming the door. He always did prefer a toilet, really. It's much easier to throw your guts up when you don't have to worry about holding a bucket full of vomit. Much easier to clean up too, just flush it instead of rinsing it and cleaning it with soap.

“Erm.. Hi?”

“Look.. Logan I- We.. we're sorry. For everything.”

Crossing his arms he looked away, leaning against the door frame. “I don't know what you're talking about.”

“Yes. You very much do. You claim that you're different, but the way you've been acting shows that we even hurt you in your timeline, too. So.. While I don't know what we did then, I want us to be on good terms.”

“Us?” He asked, a little confused, shaking his head a bit. “Jean.. that was a long time ago. And you're not even the same person. I'm not even the same person.”

Blinking, Logan looked outside of the door, as if trying to see if there was anyone else. “I'm sorry- this is bothering me. We?? Who's we?”

“I know.. but that doesn't mean we can't apologize... Maybe start over? We would like that."

“Well.. you know how he can be.”

“Jean, Usually when people apologize, they're in person and say it to their face. Not send their pregnant wife to come confront them by herself.”

A Small look of horror came to her face, as if she hadn't told anyone else yet. A look that said ‘How did you know?’ But she only sighed.

“Only ever what mattered…” His nose crinkled a bit, Able to smell it. She wasn't far enough along for him to tell if it was a boy or a girl, but the baby was healthy. That's all that did matter to him. There was nothing wrong with worrying for a friend's child.. was there?

“I never could hide anything from you...Could I?”

“Logan, Please. He really is sorry. He's just.. you know.. with the school and you of all people know how much a man's egos can get in the way of things...” She mumbled, taking his hand, rubbing over his knuckles.

She wasn't even doing anything with her powers, and yet he felt this intense wave of relief fall over him, only for it to be instantly covered with a sense of protectiveness. She always had that effect on him. He wanted to protect her no matter what.

Swallowing again, he pulled his hand away as it started to sweat.

“That's exactly my point.. If he actually was sorry and believed he did do something wrong, He'd be standing here with you, now wouldn't he?”

“That's not-”

“I'm not finished!” He growled, tired of being spoken over. Wade did a hell of a job to connect his emotions to his mouth, and now he wasn't shutting it off. He worked hard to turn his grunts into words. And she would litsen.

Becoming quiet, she nodded, Implying that he could finish without another interruption.

Taking her other hand, he held both of them.

“I know you're an independent woman. You always have been. But you shouldn't have too. You need a man that will not only defend you, but will take care of you, and stand next to you for things like this.”

This speechless promise quickly becomes a lie. “Logan-” Her eyes were almost… hopeful.

Tears welled in her eyes but wouldn't let them drop.

“I'm not that man.” He started, shaking his head slowly as he did, not wanting her to get any ideas.

“Not anymore… Do you understand? Hell, Even Forge stands up for Ororo and would defend her until his last breath despite her practically being an all-powerful weather goddess!... and your husband won't even stand next to you while saying sorry? Think about it.”

“F-for what?”

“Jean, I'm sorry.”

“Because I'm happy. I was never going to fit into your marriage. Not ever. Not… well. At least. Everyone thinks that relationships are finding someone who matches your puzzle piece. When in reality it's finding someone who's willing to change pieces to fit. I mean- I'm engaged now!” He whispered this bit, almost excited, leaning down some to talk to her.

“Is.. he okay?” She asks.

“How crazy is that? The Wolverine settling down? Crazy to think about. And with a dying maniac at that.” He smiles, only to frown, hearing a big cough and a groan of frustration from the bathroom. “Oohh Fuck..” It said.

He now stands, putting his hands in his pockets. “He gets tummy aches.” He lied, whispering. “Gluten sensitivity.”

“Ooh…then why is he-”

Just before she could say it, Wade came out with a stretch, seeming better as he dramatically held his stomach.

“We're pregnant!!”

“No- we are not.”

“Pfft-” snickering some, Logan put his hand to his face, rubbing it embarrassedly.

“Oh we so are! Don't you remember? It's the only reason he's marrying me really. Got me knocked up and now we're having A shotgun wedding. How scandalous! I can see the headlines now.”

“There's not going to be any headlines, you lunatic!” He chuckled, almost at the brink of giggling.

A frown came to her face, only to softly smile.

“... I've never seen you laugh like that before.”

“Huh? Oh… heh.. yeah. I uhm… I didn't know that I could..”

“Hmm.. Well.. I guess I should be going..” She whispered. “Leave you two alone..” Turning to leave, she had mixed feelings about the interaction. Happy for him yes, but also now had other topics to think about.

“Mmh.. Yeah.. Oh- And Jean?”

Turning, the hope in her eyes made him frown, feeling sort of bad for being kind of a jerk to a pregnant lady. “When Scott grows some balls? He knows where to find me.”

Sighing, she nods. “…Goodnight, Logan.”

“ ‘Night.”

Closing the door, he came back to bed, still giggling a bit. “Why did you tell her we're pregnant? I can't get you pregnant, idiot.”

Laying on the bed, Wade looked slightly offended. “Are you calling me a liar!?”

“I'm calling you the biggest liar.”

He shrugged. “Oh well. And who knows? Maybe I got a cancer baby in there or something.”

Rolling his eyes, He climbed under the blanket with him. “Oh shut up. You don't have a cancer baby.”

“You never know…So…marrying a dying maniac?”

“Oh… how much of that did you hear?”

Grunting, He rolled over, Putting his face in his hands again. “Nngh.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean for you to hear all that..”

“The bathroom has surprisingly thin walls.”

“It's alright. It's always nice knowing that you're just as big of a whore as I am.”

“Hey! Am not! It was just… complicated.”

“That's what whores say when they can't pick one dick to ride” he giggled, Rolling over to climb into his chest, nuzzling up under his chin.

“Are…are you sure you aren't happier... here?” He asked, the questions slipping out.

So many things were running through his mind, things that he probably shouldn't be thinking but he's learned that as long as it stays in his head, no one would get hurt… except.. that was the hard part.

Logan let out a deep sigh. “Wade?”

“I mean- Do you even like that i'm with Vanessa? What were you doing? Being a barrack bunny? But for the mansion? The mansions personally sex pet or some kinky shit like that?”

“Yeah, yeah.. shut up.. I know...”

“Wade.”

“hm?”

“I let you cut up my dog tags…and turn them into a ring”

“Technically Forge did that- actually.”

“.. a ring that you own now.. right?”

“Uh… yes?”

“And dogs go with their tags.. right?”

“I guess so?”

For a few seconds there was silence.

“So what does that mean?”

“25- no! 26. I'm pretty sure it's 26.”

“What?” He laughed. “That wasn't even a math question.”

“Ugh, just tell me. I'm not good at stupid riddles! If I ever met the riddler I'd just shoot him in the face.”

“The who-? erm, nevermind. If the tags belong to me. Yes?”

“Ok..”

“And now you own them. Yeah?”

“Okay..”

“Then that means..”

Blinking, he suddenly gasped a few seconds later, going into a giggle fit as he held him tight. “Oohh!! I wanna get married!”

“We will. Just not yet.”

“Tomorrow!!”

“No-”

“Why!?”

He wasn't tucking and running anymore. He would stay like a loyal mutt. As long as he wore that ring on his finger, he'd follow him. Whether here, or at that shitty apartment. He didn't care which.

“Because.. you deserve a good one. And good ones aren't planned overnight.” Logan smiled.

“And for your information… I was always the Barrack bunny..”

“GASSSP!! No way!! Same!”

“Yeah I figured that much… and.. As for Vanessa? We're inviting her to the wedding right?”

“Obviously. Duh.”

“.. Go ahead and kiss her after me.”

“Shut up and take orders, Wilson.”

“Really? But that’s- I don't think-”

“Yes sir!.. erm... peanut?”

“Do you still want too?....you know”

“Hm?” It was these late night talks that really made him enjoy having him around. The pressure on his chest, the gabbing, the giggles. It made him feel young again.

“Eh.. not really. 'm tired."

“Oh thank god! My stomach is killing me.” He groaned. Shifting them to lay on his side, Logan pulled him close into his chest, rubbing his stomach softly.

“Behave, Jr.” He mumbled, earning himself another laugh and a deep kiss. “Mmh..” intertwining their hands, Wade curled up against him, happy as always just to be next to him.

“...I love you..” Holding him in his arms as he said this, he felt embarrassed and almost.. nervous. As if he wouldn't say it back. But if there was anything about Wade he knew, it's that he'd never skip a beat to reciprocate affection.. something he wasn't used too.

“..How much?” Usually, he wouldn't ask such childish things. But Tonight? He might have needed it.

“I love you too, Logan. A lot.”

“I'd fight the entire world.”

“You do that anyway. More than tacos?”

“Woah there, Angelcakes! Know your place.”

They both laugh, the giggles die down, and snoring replaces the sounds.

[dr-spectre]

Hello everyone, wanna give a quick update because I have some important stuff to share.

So basically I've been thinking about this for a little bit now and... i wanna start slowing down. I look back at the posts I've made and I've realised that I've done a LOT of posts over the past several months.

IM NOT GONNA DISAPPEAR DONT WORRY!!! I won't be gone!!! I'm not taking a giant break or anything. I just need to allow myself to recharge a bit. Because I feel myself actually getting tired and burning out and i wanna prevent an actual burn out from happening.

When I look at my inbox and I see the asks I get, sometimes I go "man... I really don't wanna respond to this... it'll be too much mental effort. But... the person might get upset or feel hurt that I didn't respond..." that shit weighs a ton on me. It's not to say that peoples asks are bad, HELL NO!! I love getting most of them! It's just that... I'm tired and sometimes I don't know how the hell to respond to something.

Another reason why I wanna slow down is because well... I kindaaa had a mental crisis... I've been feeling very... numb and angry? recently? which is kinda weird considering that Shadow Generations came out and Splatoween is around the corner. Yet i... feel nothing.

I feel my love for Callie slowly dying. It's just that... the common and gross takes about Hypno Callie are starting to really get into me and I'm feeling it's effects. When i see Callie i don't go "CALLIE!!!!!!!!" anymore, i go "Callie....." It's making me feel sad and when i see Callie i think about those takes. They flood into my head.... i feel so childish and dumb... and that i should accept what's "canon" instead of being some obsessive autistic loser.

I don't know what even happened. I think i hate the Splatoon community and youtubers HAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I've also started to feel numb because when i tend to become very passionate and excessive, i then get told off for it. It's like im always pushed down. So if they want me to shut up... fine... i'll shut up. I'll be a grey nothing burger.

Anyways, i'll see you guys later.

[fruitstopia]

❝ save those tears away lil bunny ᵎᵎ ❞

꒰ pairing : mama'gatha x lil ! reader - no pronouns mentioned ꒱ to the anon who requested this... idk if this is silly enough or not. im sorry. im sorry for taking so long too :( also first fic here so teehee!! hope yall like it

youve been crying and agatha doesnt know what to do ! she tried everything and when she said everything she really meant everything.

she tried playing with you , she tried swaying , she tried taking you around the house , she went to google and found a list on what to do but none of that was working . she ' s growing terribly worried and . . well - guilty.

you see , the main reason of your current gloomy mood is because agatha told you that your favourite stuffie flew to las vegas and it ' s having the time of their life 'taking risks' so it doesnt know when it ' s coming back .

which is a lie to 'cheer you' up when in reality it ' s being washed and stuffed toys tend to dry longer than other stuff . it was funny for the first five seconds until she saw your lips trembling .

you being in a younger headspace didn ' t help and it being your most favourite made it worse so now she ' s stuck with a very upset little one.

" oh baby , what am i gonna with you " she looked down as you burried youself into her , tears soaking her mauve sweater

agatha looked examined your nursery , studying every single thing to find something to cheer you up . her eyes glanced over to the toybox she shoved down earlier making all of the things inside to pour on the carpet

various toys you ' ve chosen were there every single one have their own little story with you . different shapes and sizes , unalike materials and use though you love and cherish all of them .

after conteplating to admit defeat and give you the loudest rattle in the world that you somehow love so much - her eyes landed on a certain round fluffy tail that resembles a cotton ball.

Mr . Tails is an older toy of yours that she have gifted to you in the past , mr . tails have black beady eyes and soft grey fur but what ' s really special about him is that he doesnt have his lower body ! he ' s a hand puppet .

" ahh that should do it " agatha muttered to herself . she reached out to grab it while still holding you on her lap caused by the grip you have on her sweater - it doesnt look like you ' re letting go anytime soon , not that she wanted to either .

finally obtaining your old furry friend she slipped her free hand on him and test him out by moving his little paws and nodding his head

your whimpering was suddenly interrupted by a small tap on the shoulder glancing at it you were surprised to find an old friendly face

clearing her throat agatha let out a squeaky noise and Mr . Tails begin to move !

" hey kiddo ! " Mr . Tails waved at you his voice is slightly croaky and adenoidal " a little birdy told me you ' ve been really sad lately , what ' s wrong little one ?? " Mr . Tails asked you while making exaggrated hand movements . Give this woman an oscar right now for how much shes putting into this role

You sniffled and waited a second to take a deep breath before answering " m-my stuffie friend l-left me!! and- and they ' re never coming back " you broke back into sobs and you could feel mama ' s hand softly patting your back

" heyy heyyy!! you don ' t know that ! maybe your friend just wanted to see- pet theaters !!! yeah ! they have those there ! and they ' ll come back before you know it so , no need for those tears baby " Mr . Tails said as his little cotton paws leaned down to catch the tears falling from your face

" plus you have me ! and we can play all- " Mr . Tails' voice broke for a second before continuing " -all the toys you want ! and me and your mama will be here with you "

You look up to Mr . Tails then agreed about playing together , slowly your tears stopped falling and your smile came . Agatha patted herself in the back then made a promise to herself to never joke like that to you ever again .

Time passes before you know it and your eyes are drooping , after saying goodbye to Mr . Tails and promised to play again tomorrow mama tucked you in and gave you a quick bedtime story .

After kissing you in the forehead she was about to leave but you grabbed her hand making her pause her steps and softly said " thank you for playing with me mama , i love you "

Mama took all her might to not melt into a puddle then whispered " love you too " and. . . you drift off to dream land .

꒰ reblogs & likes r much appreciated ! any typos or grammar errors is my mistake so tell me when u see one ꒱ also happy holidays! & merry xmas if youre celebrating !! <3

[iliketoeatapplesnotbananas]

Dandy's World Au Main Designs 1

Main designs for my au comic thing im gonna make :3

(I try to stick as close to canon as possible with slight deviations)

Mainly designs + personalities/extra stuff

VEE!!!

Vee—being a robot and all—has a hard time expressing her emotions. She doesn't really know how to compliment people (based off her interaction with Brightney) or interact properly. She can come off as rude and cold but she isn't heartless.

ASTRO!!!! :D

Astro is often tired and prefers sleeping over doing runs. I gave him comfy clothes because he deserves it. I forgot to add moon motifs 😭

Astro can come off as a little cold but he's really just an introvert who has a lot on his mind.

DANDY!!

The one behind it all. It's all his fault. Dandy isn't evil, just a bit morally grey. He's done questionable things and refuses to talk to anyone post ichor situation but he genuinely was friends with everyone and does care about them, especially Astro.

Alt Dandy Design

SHELLY!!! :DD

She was my fav to design!! I gave her gloves and boots as well as pants under her dress so she's more comfortable doing archeology. Goggles n bandana were for fun, and she has her trinket!! Shelly is a sweet and caring toon who loves to talk about dinosaurs and prehistoric creatures/plants. She has a fear of being forgotten though, and being ignored doesn't help...

Maybe all she needs is some love and recognition...?

PEBBLE!!

Didn't really know what to do for Pebs and I couldn't figure out how to draw the color so I got rid of his dead inside look and gave him a little bone bow tie!! (Just like his owner :P)

Pebble has a bit of a staring problem and gets a little angry when his treats are taken away, but he's overall a good boy.

SPROUT!!! :3

Second fav design.

Sprout is an overprotective toon (especially to Cosmo) ever since the ichor incident, he's been a bit more closed off and bold, seeming less kind. Deep down, however, he's still the same cheerful sweet toon, he's just more focused on survival now. He often brushes off other's worries due to circumstances. He still loves baking with Cosmo when he can.

CURRENT SITUATION/TATTERED DESIGNS!!

They grumpy

Vee -

Her ever growing suspicion is something Dandy hates. Always attempting to "talk" to him, she's never able to get the chance. Vee finds runs an annoyance, but knows they're necessary. She tends to try to go through them as fast as possible.

Astro -

More tired than ever, Astro knows a lot no one else does. He seems to be the only one still supporting Dandy...

Dandy -

...

Shelly -

Shelly is more scared than ever, but still tries her best. She is more supportive than ever and is always there to lend the other toons a hand.

Pebble -

Misses his owner a lot, Pebble tends to see Astro more often now. He's a bit banged up from all the running and getting hit he does, so please be gentle with him.

Sprout -

Suspicious of Dandy as well, but less so. Although he also wants to know what the hell is going on, his priorities are much more focused on keeping himself and Cosmo safe and keeping the others alive. He switched his pants to shorts for more mobility and convenience.

cozy shelly bc she deserves it :(

[tonydaddingham]

Hi! I'm kinda here to ask for clarification on something you said; hope you won't mind^. You say that Crowley's dark grey comment is one of the more honest and introspective things he says: that kinda comes across to me like you saying that Crowley's saying he's mostly bad with a capacity for good* and that's a fair assessment of him. I would have said it's more that he's mostly good with a capacity for bad**, baggages worth of issues and a bunch of flaws, primarily related to arrogance***, but that's technically beside the point: I also felt like that was the direction your character analysis of him was going. I'm now wondering whether I misunderstood the dark grey comment or misunderstood the analyses... what does your exactly mean, exactly?

*Concepts decapitalised because I'm talking about more human than Heavenly or Hellish standards of good and bad.

**Concepts decapitalised: see above.

***Blinkered was the word you used, I believe? It's a lovely expression.

^This isn't meant accusatory and I did my best not to sound like it, but I know you've had to field a few asks about yes, you do like Crowley very much, your criticism of him doesn't mean that's not the case, and I can only imagine how annoying that must be: feel free to can this if it comes across that way.

oh anon sweetheart 💕 don't worry about the tone or wording - your tone is perfectly polite and courteous, and i thank you for that!!! others have not been as conscientious 💀 though, be careful what you wish for in asking this, because it's gonna be lengthy 🫠

how you interpreted it is exactly as i meant it; i do think, when taking crowley's characterisation in the show (his book characterisation, for me, is rather different), crowley for me is a darker character with the capacity for light, rather than the other way around. and im going to specifically use darker and lighter, as opposed to bad and good respectively, because upon reflection, maybe that's more accurate.

yeah, to me, he is a dark character; if you've read any of my other asks/metas, please forgive me for repeating stuff, but imo the narrative tells us that he is more commonly swimming in darker tendencies than light. feel free to skip the next part and scroll to here*, because i will be recounting specific scenarios off the top of my head (going in chronological order):

not really explored fully in the pre-fall scene, because it runs throughout the show as a prominent theme; crowley is either unaware of why he fell (possibly true), or blatantly lies to himself and others about why he fell (equally plausible). his story about it changes, or at best is simply told in fragments... but his overall demeanour of when (e.g.) he's confronted with news of the apocalypse ("why me?"), when coupled with this, suggests a tendency towards blame avoidance, with a hearty dose of chip-on-your-shoulder complex

tempts aziraphale into eating in job; it doesn't really matter whether or not aziraphale ends up liking food and wine or not - he rejects the wine, and crowley immediately changes tack to offer food instead, citing that he can't get drunk on it, and of course he's not tempting him (absolutely is) so it's fine. aziraphale may have been curious about it, and this may be what crowley picks up on, but compare this scene to where aziraphale offers muriel a cupperty, and doesn't push when they refuse drinking it... hmm. (perceived feeder kink or not, crowley's face at the end of this scene screams satisfaction at his corruption)

this one is a little iffy, granted, but adding it anyway - blatantly dismisses aziraphale's concerns about the arrangement (heaven would be rather angry, but nowhere near how hell would retaliate - "they'll destroy you!), and pushes anyway. it's again another case of pushing for what he wants (and yes, true, what aziraphale secretly wants - which crowley detects and capitalises on), dismissing aziraphale's worries that, as we can surmise later on, were not unfounded

lets the french guard be taken off to his death. this is debatable, depending on whether you consider the guard to be a good or bad person in the context of the reign of terror, and deserving of execution as a result, but they could have easily escaped the cell unscathed without unfreezing the guard - ultimately, who are they (yep, including aziraphale here too, he's equally as culpable) to decide if he should die?

in the same vein, sends two watchmen falling to their deaths down a deep pit, and his only remark is, "might have slightly overdone it on the hole..."

(this one is tricky, but it rubbed me up the wrong way on first watch and thereafter so im including it) when morag dies, crowley's handling of the situation only really serves - imo - to rub it in aziraphale's face, when he already feels guilty enough for the both of them. i realise that he had to labour the point to aziraphale, and was just being honest - fair, he has a point! - but it came across as simply unkind and uncharitable... again, towards someone we are assuming he cares deeply about...

this one is in fact going to lean on some interpretation, but i think it's one that is so widely implied in canon that i think it might as well be; something happened to crowley between 1827 and 1862, and within that time, i don't think he was on best terms with aziraphale, given aziraphale's coldness when he arrives in st james' park. so, we could - could - surmise that he just suddenly asks for holy water from aziraphale, something that would be dangerous for them both and seems to exploit their friendship. he doesn't adequately explain why he needs it ("just insurance" is not sufficient at all imo), and taking offence to aziraphale's use of 'fraternising ' then contextually feels a little hypocritical

lies to aziraphale about having experience with a gun, banking on using a miracle if need be - which ultimately puts aziraphale's 'life' on the line, rather than being honest. he may well just want to make aziraphale happy, sure, but aziraphale goes into the bullet catch without all the facts - his face when crowley admits he's never shit (edit: meant to say shot, obviously, but leaving it in for @fabledshadow💕) a gun before says it all, really

when aziraphale saves his life with the photo trick, he doesn't thank him, or acknowledge any kind of gratitude at all, that it saved him from a rather bleak fate at the hands of hell. he may well be insulting aziraphale's skills to dissuade him from a repeat occurrence of the bullet catch (fair!), but he is also insulting the very thing that got him out of danger... and the very thing that aziraphale obviously takes a lot of joy, pleasure, and pride in (and, yk, what crowley was actively encouraging just a few hours previous). it was justified, to a certain extent, but it was... unkind

(the Big One - so let's get it over with) tries to tempt aziraphale into killing a child - antichrist or not - and continues to persuade him into it despite aziraphale evidently being uncomfortable with the prospect. it also indicates how little he knows aziraphale in this respect; regardless of whether it would be the antichrist or not, this is the angel who tried to preserve humanity by offering a sword to pregnant eve, and was ultimately crucial in protecting job's children. even in mesopotamia, you can see how subtley appalled he is with killing children - despite him trying to rationalise it by saying it's the great plan etc. killing a child, id wager, would destroy aziraphale. i digress, but if crowley loves aziraphale as much as he (and the fandom) likes to think by s1, it's rather dark that he would try manipulating aziraphale into doing this in the first place, and return to the suggestion again not once (bandstand) but twice (airfield)

sets up an elaborate trick just to make a point to aziraphale on the use of guns, and then lets innocent humans get arrested on what i would say would be very serious charges in s1 (i mean, let alone firearms offences, arguably it could be charged as attempt murder 💀)

hits anathema and acts in such a way that he probably understands that he equally hit her and she hit him, yet is more preoccupied with fixing the bentley, something he could miracle repaired later on... as opposed to helping her back to her feet and ensuring she was alright. he also is prepared, after all this, to reject offering her a lift, excusing that there's nowhere to put her bike

backhands "clever" with "stupid", because aziraphale is doing something (trying to reach god directly as a last resort) he doesn't think is worthwhile. aziraphale finds out that that is true, but once again, im gonna ring the 'unkind' bell

doesn't tell aziraphale about what went down with gabriel, or how closely hell is keeping an eye on him, or the threat of the BOL, or that he's living in his car, or what happened in heaven/the issue of the second coming. there are loads of other little things too, but he lies by omission, whilst maintaining that he doesn't lie to aziraphale, and routinely keeps information from aziraphale - not only information that would be beneficial to share in the general sense, but information that directly impacts aziraphale, and comprises both of their safeties. has a tendency towards a hero complex that ends up either going wrong/unfulfilled ("i won't leave you on your own" then immediately buggers off to heaven) or attempts to remove aziraphale's agency and dismisses him outright ("i have a suggestion-" "ive got this.")

abandons aziraphale when he is set in doing something that is not only in his very nature to do, but when he does it because he doesn't have all the facts (hides jim). despite his assertion that aziraphale shouldnt do it because jim poses a threat, he then leaves aziraphale to face it alone. it's unknown how soon crowley would have come back to the bookshop if it weren't for the BOL threat - we literally do not know this - and he reluctantly does the apology dance (arguably when he wholeheartedly believes he was in the right) in order to be allowed near aziraphale again. it's also implied that aziraphale always does the dance, whereas crowley doesn't - which suggests to me once again the whole thing about crowley avoiding blame

pushes jim into remembering stuff despite it obviously causing him pain and discomfort - on one hand, sure, he's not certain that gabriel isn't lurking about in there, but he does it again in ep5 when, as far as he's assessed with the whole jump-out-the-window thing (a whole other thing that need addressing), jim is in fact... just jim

plays around with maggie and nina (the both of them do, and they're both at huge fault for this, it's insane) like they're toys, without any regard for their personal thoughts or feelings, as if they have the right to do this

encourages jim to jump out a window!!! okay fine, yes, he fears that gabriel is lurking in there and is doing it as a test, but even he looks somewhat alarmed when jim is clambering over the windowsill - and objectively it's an atrocious thing to do. and ultimately it doesnt exactly prove anything more than what he already knows; if gabriel was chilling in there, and was so committed to the bit to drink hot chocolate, call crowley his friend with a straight face, speak to crowley as such as friend, and generally act the way he does... if gabriel is that good an actor? well, i can't imagine jumping a window would be beneath gabriel to do, to maintain his cover. so to me, crowley realised that what he's asked has crossed a line

and, im sorry, but - kisses aziraphale. now is probably the worst climate imaginable (ie. the "do that again" era) to be discussing my take on the kiss, but my read has largely always been that it was a temptation, and a cruel one at that. it was desperate, and heartbreaking, and i understand why crowley did it - but it was imo a largely cruel and selfish manipulation for aziraphale to betray himself, and stay with him. i love the kiss for what it is and represents, but as a result i just... yeah, im not a "do that again" girlie, because i think aziraphale absolutely recognised the kiss for what it 'was'.

anon, if you have made it this far... im so sorry. it's been helpful to summarise all of it though, so thank you for giving me an opportunity to do so!!✨

*now. the thing is, the vast majority of these incidents, these actions and behaviours (and probably loads besides that ive missed) are not evil. they are not even necessarily bad, not in the classic sense. a lot of them have well-founded explanations, sometimes outright justifications, and it's totally understandable why crowley makes them (even just narratively ie. even without speculating or inferring in any kind of trauma he may have suffered behind the scenes if the story as it currently stands).

id argue, personally, that each one of these is dark in their own way - dark, in the sense that they are morally ambiguous at best, immoral at worst. they might not be bad on their own merit, but arguably it is possible to see them as wrong.

we can absolutely look at crowley and think he is good - and i agree!... to a certain extent. even if you oust a good few of the above examples, there are a few that, imo, if ignored or excused, kind of strays into blatant mollycoddling of the character. crowley absolutely has the capacity for good and right - his objection to the flood, saving job's children, stopping the apocalypse, helping aziraphale many a time, are all prime examples (even if you could argue against each of these which... well, this ask is long enough so another time, maybe) - and i think will ultimately be guided by what he considers to be the right thing to do.

but when i say that his assessment of being "very dark grey", the above is why i think this is him being either extremely honest, or accidentally incredibly insightful about himself. it's not necessarily a dislikeable thing to be - crowley being more dark than light - but given the evidence as i see it, he's aware that he's not a wholly good person, more one that leans towards the objectively immoral than otherwise, giving more weight to when he does do good. and the thing is, he regularly asserts this - being 'bad' - to aziraphale.

in doing so - constantly saying he's not nice, rejecting thanks etc - maybe, actually, it's not as humble or self-effacing as aziraphale, or the fandom, likes to think it is. why shouldn't we consider that crowley might, actually, be a bit of an anti-hero? it doesn't make him any less of an empathetic, likeable, or compelling character - it just simply acknowledges that he may not be as irreproachable or scrupulous character as we might like to think he is!✨

[foileadeux]

im obsessed with your art and animatics... do you have any tutorials or process posts about some techniques you use? like how you move characters separate of the backgrounds (is it just some clever tweening in vegas??) ty in advance... ;; v ;;

sure! umm this is gonna be messy sorry if anythings incoherent. ill walk u thru this segment of the pkradi hollow fight bc theres a lotta layers. heres the shot for reference

aaand heres a breakdown of the layers (called tracks in sony vegas but im just gonna keep calling them layers) from top to bottom

heres the foreground! where i wanna place shit that goes in front of the characters and background

heres where the characters will be placed! sandwiched between the foreground and background, they get more frames (as shown by the smaller segmented images on the timeline) opposed to set pieces which is usually just 1 image, which means we gotta approach tweening w the characters differently since there are a lot more images! ill explain that after this initial breakdown

and heeeres all the background shenanigans. not much to add here. those sure are background frames

RIGHT now to the tweening. when tweening 1 image/frame whateva you're gonna wanna use pan/crop (located on the image, that lil box with a crop around it icon), use this for stuff that only really needs 1 image, like a background. because its easier. like you could use track motion for everything i guess but pan/crops nice and easy and doesnt give me a headache she treats me nice and good

but uh yea so youll start with a little keyframe at the beginning, drag the pan/crop timeline to the end and click the little + sign to create a keyframe! then from there move the pan/crop box (the one with an F on it lmao) around and kablammo. Movement. usually with backgrounds its just a simple panning to the left or right, like how i did it for this shot! but you can do lots more like zoom and angle it etc

aand when you wanna tween across multiple images in a layer/track you're gonna head on over to your layer/track and hit that funny little track motion button aand youll be greeted with a pan/crop lookin thing except its like. for the whole layer/track instead. so the timeline is waaay bigger since it covers the whole thing. but umm yes same principle as pan/crop basically, except youll now need to insert "hold" keyframes right after your final keyframe, copy and paste a keyframe with all the positions defaulted (im gonna assume youre using 1920 x 1080 since its the standard)

like so and then right click a grey keyframe and choose "hold". this stops everything from fucking up and flying between each keyframe basically LMAOO the Hold is it waiting for your next keyframe that is Not a hold. if that makes sense. anyways yea only worry about that for track motion JUST because it works with the entire track/layer, with pan/crop you can ignore this

BUT YEAH thats my silly little sony vegas tweening guide i hope that helps!! umm i have another tutorial also so u can check that out too if youd like :D

[tojiscrack]

if your goal was to give me an aneurysm from the most recent chapter congrats you did! 🥳🥳🥳

LOVEBIRDS??? nuh uh. NUH UH UH. stawp kamo back off pleaseeeeuhhh 🙏🙏😭😭💔💔

BUUUUUTTTT jealous megumi??? OH WE ARE SO GETTING CLOSE TO ANGST i can picture it all in my head:

megumi: why have u and kamo been so close recently, ur supposed to be my ..bsf 😡😡

y/n: ummm wdym porcupine shut up were not that close 😤

AND BOOM ANGST i am so scared yet excited for the angst to be more serious 😈😈 (i am almost 100% sure every single ask ive sent u has mentioned the angst in one way or another)

um also do NAWT expect me to switch teams, CUZ YOU HAVE BEEN SEEING THIS FROM AO3 READERS (and like 1 tumblr reader) BUT NOT ME!!!! i will not be going to team kamo because 1. i am a SUCKKKERRRRR for childhood friends to lovers + the whole dynamic they have (constantly teasing each other but always matching the energy) AND 2. my fav jjk character is megumi so obviously i wanna see him more

btw i think this bonus scene is my favorite because its soo ridiculous?? 😭 i hope yk whenever you put something from canon into this (like w the prison thing) it feels like im watching a reboot of a show or movie and theres a parallel/refrence/character return, and all im thinking is “holy shit i know this!!! omgomgomg!!!!”

btw i apologize for sending this in later than i normally would, i saw you posted last night but i was soooo tired and i decided to sleep, and i was binge watching “you” all day so uhm i just read it! 😅😅 (also if it helps im like 99% sure you posted the chapter on megumis birthday in my timezone)

anyways!!! AS ALWAYS FANTASTIC WRITING LIKE mwah mwah mwah i adore it so much, you genuinely have such a good way with words it amazes me every time how your writing is consistently good, but also improving?? its so impressive i wanna eat your writing 🙏🙏🙏

i was actually aiming to give you a stroke instead but, yk, aneurysms work too ig 🙄

‘stawp kamo back off pleaseeeeeuhh’ — i wrote the lovebirds line while giggling btw, i knew you and a bunch of others would react either angrily or just panicked 😭 so worth it, honestly, ur reactions are so funny dkmmm

HAHAA WHY DID YOU MAKE A WHOLE NOTE FORM SCENE OF IT? 😭😭 that’d be the sitcom version of it, narrowed down, less drama, etc. you just wait 👀

‘i am almost 100% sure every single ask i’ve sent you has mentioned the angst in one way or another’ — no i agree, i’m also almost 100% certain every single ask you’ve sent has smth to do with the angst 😭 LMAO I REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE STRESSING ABOUT THE ANGST WHEN THE FIRST REAL PLOT-THICKENING CHAPTER CAME OUT JEISJWID

and whole time, it was just a little bit of plot sauce, nothing major

even now, the angst isn’t even here yet, and you’re still stressing 🌝 you’re gonna get greys before the story even takes off girl, CHILL 😭

‘do NAWT expect me to switch teams’ — YOU? switching teams? if that ever happens, i’d actually log off and just contemplate and ponder for a week straight. you, who was stressing about the angst before it even arrived (still not here yet)? you, who had your megumi funko pop mauled by a bear over this story? you, who returns in my inbox at least thrice a week to give everyone a speech about your negative thoughts on kamo?

yeah, me expecting you to switch teams is NEVER happening, don’t you worry about that 💀

‘btw i think this bonus scene is my favourite because it’s sooo ridiculous? 😭’ — so real. i loved writing it. initially i was gonna put smth else for the bonus scene, but i might push that smth else onto next chapter’s one. the whole reason why the gojo-phone-box scene was even put in was ‘cause of a question someone asked about whether i’d lock satoru up in jail to parallel the prison box issue in canon 😗

BUT AHHH, I’M GLAD YOU LIKE THE PARALLELED STUFF? I HAVE SM FUN WRITING THEM OUT, YOU HAVE NO IDEA 🤭

and i have more ideas to put in, but i don’t wanna introduce the newer characters from the manga just yet ‘cause ik there are some anime-only readers and i respect their unspoken wishes for a spoiler-free zone — unless otherwise mentioned :)

^ that kinda complicates things for my timeline, but it shall be fineeee, i’ll work through it lolol

don’t apologise!!

i did kinda wonder where you were (‘cause this chapter was me being purely evil by making the first half about the friend group and then the second half about kamo) so surely you’d be the first to arrive to give me a good scolding or smth? 😀 but you came anyway, so it’s fineee :) i hope you got all the sleep in the world! <3

also currently reeling rn ‘cause your comments about my writing improving is just sooooooooooosnisheidjwjdjejsbe 🙂‍↕️🤚🏽

[courtofmatchups]

Hi hi! Can I get a tokyo debunker matchup?

Pronouns : im biologically a female but tbh getting called a man feels pretty good sometimes it feels like im a transformer or smth

Appearance : shoulder-length black hair and grey eyes, i wear glasses but one of the lenses cracked in half :') kept on wearing it until now tho lmao

I forgot my height, but last time I checked it was in the 170 cm zone :')

In terms of fashion sense, if it's a night out i'd do outfits similar to Taiga, if it's daytime i'd lean more into ren's type of casual clothing(easy to move in)

Personality : it depends since I have a habit of adjusting to others (f/e if the person i'm talking to is talkative i'll just listen whilst if the person is more of a listener i'd talk in their stead) with the exception on if that someone's an asshole i'd be an asshole too to spite them, i get bored pretty easily resulting in me jumping between extracurriculars(switching whenever i get bored of it) but i do appreciate regular mundane stuff if things get too hectic

Usually i'd be an easygoing person, although i'd prefer if most people only know my name and nothing else, it's fun to keep people on their toes ^^

In terms of morals i just. Use a spinwheel to decide whether i'm morally good grey or bad, i may not have a gambling addiction but i AM good at gambling--

My favorite hobbies are doing imaginary math problems in my head(blame my asian parents lmao), chess, practicing combat(mostly close ranged combats and aikido), playing games(mostly games that's give me adrenaline), and debating

Personally i apologize for putting in so many hobbies i just jump around doing stuff sometimes

Either that or i just crash on my bed and refuse to get up for 12 hours straight

I don't really have any dislikes, it depends on my mood to be honest( and also depends on the majestic all mighty daily morality roullete wheel)

Extra : i have a habit of only eating one meal per day(afternoon) since i dont have that much of an apetite, i like cooking tho(WOULD cook for someone)

I can play a few instruments like the piano guitar and violin, ive always wanted to learn how to play a harp, so that might be in my list

Sorry for making this so long, i hope you have a great day!! Don't forget to take care of yourself, drink enough water, eat healthily and get gokd amounts of sleep (:

It seems to me, You've captured the heart of...

Taiga Hoshibami!

You quite literally match his freak, and lord help whoever crosses the two of you

How I see you meeting is during the Sinostra episode. You said something unhinged, much to Ritsu's dismay, but Taiga wasn't offended. Far from it, actually. He was quite amused. You weren't particularly pleased with the interaction, but Taiga would remember your name and face in no time, so less risk of him shooting you.

In time, he would actually seek you out just for some attention, and even if he might come off a little strong, give him the benefit of the doubt, as he means no harm to you.

In the time you do become a couple, things are gonna look up a little for the students. Even if the two of you are super unhinged, you can chill him out if things are getting out of hand. And don't worry about getting bored around him. He'll find an activity you'd like.

Some aspects of you that he really likes are that you're really good at mental math. He runs a casino, and your prowess at predicting outcomes based on math is fascinating to him. And aside from that you can help to keep track of Sinostra's earnings, so that will come in clutch for both himself and Romeo.

Personally, I'm not too sure how he'd feel about you sleeping for 12 hours straight most of the time, but on some level, I think he'd get it. He'd often use you as his personal body pillow, so be prepared for that.

So, in conclusion, Taiga's erratic and mysterious nature would mesh well with your own, and the two of you would become a power couple in the best and worst (for anyone who cross you, that is) ways possible.

[sweetnnaivete]

i give you with a book boyfriend / girlfriend after a short description of yourself and your fandoms! + moodboard

omg hi ceri!!! congrats on 50! <3 anywho!! i’m part of the marauders fandom, the outsiders fandom, the pjo fandom, etc so you can pick!! :3

physical: i’m 5’3” , i have dyed red hair but it’s a little bit faded now, it’s to my shoulder blades and it’s wavy. i have blue,green,grey eyes that change depending on the day/what i’m wearing, i have freckles but only on one side of my eyes, my nails are short because i bite them a lot but i’m working on it and they’re painted black but the paints chipping off a bit.

aesthetic/personality: i’m kind of a mix of boho/hippie and like downtown girl if that makes sense. i like long skirts, and tank tops, i have a lot of band tees and i adore sweaters and converse all though i really want a pair of doc martins.

im an entp, aquarius, gryffindor, & cabin 11 (hermes :3) in terms of the golden retriever x black cat trope i am 10000000% the golden retriever. i try to be happy a lot and just joke around. 3 or 4 people put in my yearbook that they love how i’m always smiling in the halls and stuff, i’m hyper a lot of the time but i just try to find adventure a lot. i love taking walks, sunsets, listening to music (the smiths,the cure, deftones,the smashing pumpkins, the beatles, fleetwood mac,) and others i have a very very diverse music taste. i love movies as well, horrors my fav genre, followed by coming of age, but disney movies have a special place in my heart and coco makes me cry all the time lol. i love screaming and dancing to disney songs while doing simple tasks like cleaning my room. i like to read and write as well. i have adhd, both hyperactive and inattentive. anddddddddddd i’m a very picky eater.

OMG IM SOREY THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SJOET 😔😔🤞🤞🤞 IM SOREY CERI ILYSM!! CONGRATS <32

10 THINGS I HATE LOVE ABOUT YOU for dallas

a/n sorry this took so long lol SIDENOTE your music taste is so good omg

not even gonna lie to you, i came up with this after my first read-through of your ask, but i was doubting myself a lot SOO it may not be totally accurate 🫣 but i thought you and james potter would be a cute couple

my main worry in this pairing would be clashing personalities, but lemme just explain myself first

he's very caring and sweet, but he also likes to have some fun. he would be SO willing to do all sorts of fun things with you, like watching your favorite movies, taking walks, etc. i also hc that james doesn't really have his own music taste, so he'd listen to whatever you play or recommend to him. also, when it comes to picky eating i js know he'd eat anything you left on your plate lmaoo 😌

here's the moodboard >_<

[queenangst]

DARE I REQUEST… 1 & Neverafter? In my head im thinking Pinocchio and his father, but im also thinking of PIB and Tomás, but I’d be very psyched for more Neverafter pieces

sorry about the blood in your mouth i wish it was mine + pinocchio & geppetto (and mother goose) | read on ao3

Pinocchio doesn't know why he goes to Tim.

Maybe it's 'cause, like, Mother Goose is one of the only adults in their little crew. Maybe it's because all of the times Tim will put a hand on Pinocchio's shoulder—not hesitating for a moment for his fingers to rest on wood—and say a little word of encouragement, or maybe it's the way Tim tells stories, steady and just the right way.

Maybe it's the greying hair and the smile. Maybe it's that Mother Goose is a dad, and Pinocchio is a kid. Not his son, not his kid. But:

"So, uh," Pinocchio says. "Hey."

Tim smiles easily. "Here, come on, why don't you sit."

"Sure."

"You find any good hot dogs?"

"What? Oh," Pinocchio says, and holds up his empty hands. "Not really. Guess they got eaten. I kinda wanted to talk to you or whatever. That's all."

Tim turns fully. He's a pretty transparent guy, not a particularly good liar really, but Pinocchio likes that about him. That there's someone who gets it—lying is necessary, to survive—but who's still bad at it, in the kind of way that means he doesn't like it. It means he doesn't really hide the surprise that flits across his face, or the warmth.

"Not about the hot dogs."

"Not about the hot dogs," Pinocchio agrees, and tries to figure out how to say it. "It's about my dad, actually. Um."

Everyone knows about Mom, now. Ugh, not Mom. Stepmother, with a The in front too, apparently. Her. And they kind of know about Dad from that snatch of memory they'd shared, which is honestly a pretty bad impression, 'cause Dad was just upset even though Pinocchio had tried to do the right thing, lying.

He must be silent for a little too long, because Tim goes, "...Pinoch?"

"Yeah. I guess I just wanted to, well, there's just some stuff I wanted to say to him when I can see him but I don't—I don't think that's gonna be anytime soon. So maybe we could workshop a tight five?"

Tim laughs. "Sure."

In the same way everyone kind-of-knows about Pinocchio's dad, everyone also kind-of-knows about Jack. That story was told quick and tied up neatly when Tim brought it up. A book, a wish, and a Gander. The end.

Pinocchio thinks there's blood in that story that got left out. There's blood in his.

"What do you want to tell him?"

When Pinocchio was a real boy, real-real, he'd picked up a few habits. Mostly bad ones, of course; but one of them was cracking his knuckles. He saw Candlewick do it and thought it was cool. Something about the feeling, and the sound.

Even after he turned back, he still does it sometimes. It doesn't work the same way with wood, doesn't crack, but he's carried it over anyway. He cracks his knuckles. Left, then right.

"I'm sorry about lying, I guess," Pinocchio says.

He twists his nose in his hand. On his face, under splinters, there's a dull ache.

He is sorry about lying. That it was one of the only things Dad asked of him, to not. He is not sorry about lying to save Dad. Or lying to get a ride, or a little money, to survive.

My son, Dad said, when he saw Pinocchio as a real boy. Tears welled in his eyes.

"You needed to," Tim says gently. "I would've lied too."

"Yeah." Not that the lie had saved Dad, in the end. Just spared both of them some time. "But I'm still sorry, anyway. I just don't regret it."

"It's okay if you tell him that, too, you know."

Pinocchio swallows. Another human trait.

"I miss him. A lot."

Darkness swallowing him. A low, throaty sound that sends vibrations right through him. A flickering candle at the bottom of the ocean.

The whole time, Dad said, I was only worried about you. If you were safe, and okay. If you were hungry. If you'd gotten into trouble and I couldn't help you.

Tim sucks in a breath and lets it out slowly. "I get that."

"I don't really wanna go back," Pinocchio says, not to the life of worrying about every single little thing, about performing, about being good and whatever that meant. Back doesn't mean simpler, either, just different.

And even if Pinocchio could go back now, if Tim's book could magic up some spot in that story... he'd know. That things could be different. That the story was a story. That most of it was never really his in a way that mattered.

Won't it hurt him? Pinocchio asked. Isn't there any other way?

If you want us all to be happy, you need to help me. If you're going to help me, you need power. If you need power, you need blood. And you don't have blood.

So—be good, Pinocchio.

"I want him to be safe," Pinocchio mutters. He leans, without thinking about it. He's a little too old to play pretend even if he closes his eyes, pretend that it's not Tim but it's Dad instead. "I know even when- when he messed up he just wanted to take care of me. And I want to, I need to make sure he's okay."

There are still a hundred, a thousand, versions of Dad, he thinks. But not his dad, the one who held him gently even as a puppet to layer lacquer on him; the one who took the coat off his back, shivering in the cold, and sold it for a single school book Pinocchio doesn't remember the contents of. Not the one who wrapped his arm around Pinocchio as they stood on the tuna's back and headed home.

"We'll find your dad," Tim says.

"Pib says we got a long list of bullshit to do."

"We'll add it to the list. It's important."

His nose is still dark, stained in this world with blood from the last. His dad's sacrifice. His love. His care. His pain.

There's one more thing he needs to tell Dad. He doesn't say this one out loud, just thinks it, I'm sorry you hurt for me. I wish it could be me.

He's not sorry for lying. But he's sorry the lie took his blood away, so Dad had to bleed instead.

"Right," Pinocchio says. "Okay. I'm trying to figure out how to tell this joke right, but I don't think it wood work. You know what I mean?"

Tim throws his head back and laughs. He squeezes Pinocchio's shoulder.

"We'll workshop everything," he says, "and the next time you say all of this it'll be to your dad, okay?"

[bonesandthebees]

OOOOHHDHFJGK i love the stars wilbur fact so much and oh . Now i am thinking about how much i miss stars sobs its so good

And okay . I am trying to be normal bee. I am so normal about this sandduo slice of life (have i ever told u that slice of life is my fav au ever) tHATS NORTHWEST AND NATURE CENRRICIDUD im normal . I am sooo normal . Literally. I am a perfectly normal human being who took this information, smiled, and moved along like a normal human being. Yep.

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Anyways genuinely excited at the idea!! But i also won't be upset if it never gets posted, bc i totally fucking get you man, and you are so valid for that

I am also just . In shock at the idea even existing LMAODJFGKF are u trying to target me bee, i feel targeted rn wtf /pos

And on another note, THE NEW WIP SOUNDS SO COOLFJGKGK i keep forgetting to read rhe prequel one shot bUT YAURRHFFFFF happy to see more sandduo but ALSO excited to see rainduo, i love how you write rainduo sosososo much and ofc . Crimeboys, ur crimeboys are the only ones ever sighs

You know i never really thought of myself as a big politics fan but hot damn i fucking loved stars sm so im excited to see more of it!!! I feel like the tension is gonna be SO GOOD also HELL YEAH MURDER TIME LETS GOOO

Ough i love grey morality it's sooo fun to play around with eueueueu i feel like theres gonna be some crazy shit to work with for theories n stuff i am sooo excited

Thanks for the banger info bee :D (again no pressure on the sandduo au at all!!! I just think it's very neat that it exists :D <3)

stars I miss it too <333

LMAO yeah I had a feeling you'd have a Moment learning that I have a slice of life sandduo fic living in my drive. I really do want to write it, but it's just one of those things where every time I sit down and try to do it my brain just doesn't latch onto it. I'm currently trying to rework the plot to make it a bit more interesting for me because I really adore the concept and atmosphere, but idk I also like the og story I came up with so I might just try to push through

here's a snippet though if you want to get an idea of the vibes

also don't worry about reading the royalty au prequel lol it's not necessary to understand the main story, it'll just help provide a little more backstory and context :)

i'm so glad you're excited though!! I'm really excited to dive back into writing royal politics. I didn't think I would enjoy writing it that much either but then I wrote stars and was like "oh my god this is so fun" so I can't wait to share that world with you guys

[future--ghost]

I HAD THIS WEIRD ASS MULTI-FANDOM DREAM LAST NIHHT EXCEPT IT WAS MAINLT ABOUT BATIM??? HELPP??

I had this weird ass dream about a batim themed movie and it was about the Ink Curse??? So it started out with Hunter from the Owl House getting put in time out and then he fell asleep, so Lilth drew one of those two swiggly lines on his face.

Then it cut to the bendy movie??? That was only part one and 3 and a half hours long??? So basically the MC who was a girl, I think she was a brunette caucasian teenager and her best friend who was the stereotypical pretty popular girl looks (blonde hair, blue eyes etc, lets call her Brittany) but she was really nice. One day, MC (im gonna call her autumn) falls asleep, and her face gets those squiggly lines like Hunter got in the prolouge. She wakes up and looks in the mirror, and now there are two circles of her skin coming a little outward, like she got two small warts on her face, but she didn't? Then she goes to the library and meets this nice guy named Aaron, who's got 4c curls and a nice fade. They start talking and hit it off immediately. Then Autumn gets these really unnerving flashes of images that sort of decay and stuff. Like the eyes with move in an unnatural way and start to grow, and some will be of people in the ocean, then slowly getting dragged in by a black murky substance that overtakes their body as the person's figure melts and deforms beyond recognition. I was super freaked out by these in the dream. Anyways, it stopped, and Autumn started describing these symptoms to Aaron, who apparently knew what she was going through was easily a curse, so he found a book on something called "The Ink Curse" (creative, I know -_-). They start researching it and blah blah blah, the two fall deep in love. They can't find a way to cure it, so Aaron goes onto the stage they have set up in front of several people for some reason, and Aaron pulls out the accursed ink that he somehow obtained and infects himself with it. Autumn gets a flash of the Ink world, which is really just some sort of teaser screenshot showcasing a bunch of different characters. (The Ink Demon looks hella deformed here. I thought that was funny.) That's where Act 1 ended.

Act 2 started out with a bunch of those weird flashing images I mentioned before (now that I'm writing this, I don't think that hallucination scene really happened). Blah blah blah, we're introduced to Autumn's best friend Brittany, who looks and sounds like your stereotypical mean girl but actually really cares for Autumn and would do anything to protect her. Brittany finds a way to cure Autumn's curse, so she summons Beezelbub and asks him to curse Autumn's curse and also whatever ailments she might have as well? This is done with a simple notion that I can not for the life of me remember. Autumn is cured, and Brittany is happy, so it feels like a happy ending. Except, Aaron hasn't been seen in a while. He was in for the past month, and he slowly became more sickly looking until he looked like he had been bleached. His skin looked almost grey, with a small hint of tan. Black, drippy marks started to appear on his skin or come from his skin, let bits of Ink seeping down his eye, until he eventually vanished. Despite the sudden disappearance of Aaron, everyone moved on after a few months. Autumn, on the other hand, was mildly worried. She tried to stay optimistic by hoping he had transferred to another school, but no matter what she said to calm herself, it didn't work. There was a ring at the door. Autumn left her room to go see who was there, she found that the hallway looked dingy and decaying, with bits of black liquid seeping through the walls. The door opened and a black murky figure, that was heavily deformed and had messed up features, despite still having the appearance of something almost human. It wandered through the halls looking for Autumn, it could not see its surriundings , but it could hear. Autumn eventually said something that caused the creature to come over to her location. The creature had told Autumn everything. The Inky figure turned out to be Aaron. Autumn attempted to speak to him, telling him that she knew a way to cure him, but Aaron seemed pissed off by that. He told her that he was not cursed but enlightened. That he could not go back to living blindly, as he did before. He told Autumn about his plan to drag everyone at school into the Ink, to save this godforsaken world and bring them all to a new, better place. Autumn knew she had to escape, so she left. She ran away and left him there. Hoping that she could buy herself some time to run away, get to school, and warn everyone.

She got to her school and found Brittany, she told her everything, and Brittany agreed to help sabotage his plans. It cut to what I assume was gym class because everyone was rallied up in an activity of sorts. For some odd reason, people were sitting down in metal foldable chairs. Brittany looked up and saw that there were buckets of ink, so she made sure the seats were arranged in an order so they'd be safe from the splash. When the Ink came down, it covered this one kid who never showed up again, so he was probably fine. I can't remember what happened in between here, but there was a confrontation between Aaron and Brittany. Aaron was enraged, asking if Autumn even missed him or if she even cared. Brittany yelled back and brought us to a cutscene with the two girls by the ocean on an empty part of a beach. The light waves moved back and forth against Autumn, who was crying. She missed Aaron dearly and didn't know how to go on without him. She felt incredibly guilty and let her things be taken away by the sea, slowly and gently. Brittany comforted her, telling her that it's not her fault and that there was nothing she could've done to help him. The two girls stood in the sea. Autumn let her heart out, and Brittany stood with her and made sure she felt safe. It went back to Aaron and Brittany, and she pulled out a spray bottle. Aaron taunted her, and Brittany sprayed him with bleach. He melted, and then Brittany found Autumn, and they went into town looking for a place to hide. They found a small area saying that only people of high status could enter. They bullshitted their way in and stayed until the night was over.

Prom. The cliche end of any high school movie, and this shit show is no acception. We see kidd dancing until we see an invisible man in a suit dancing on his own. For some reason, the prom looked like a ballroom for a gala. A jock went up and confronted the man, poking fun at him. The man revealed himself to be a creature of Ink (no idea if it's Aaron or not). They change into a fancy jester outfit and go on causing chaos throughout the dance. We get another look at the teaser flash thing, in which we clearly see a character from an entirely different fandom altogether... JEVIL FROM DELTARUNE?? yeah, I'm just as confused as you are man. The two cause mayhem and panic, and it ends with a scene if the two floating far above the ballroom that is in complete disarray. Then I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep, hope you enjoyed my dream.

Bonus: I remember hoping that Autumn was Allison for some reason idk

[awesomehoggirl]

Hi ! Embroidery anon here !!! Ive chosen the poem I wanna sew onto my overalls (by showing my friends all of your poems I could find (missed a few since tumblrs search engine is Just Like That) and forcing them to pick their favorite/s and then made the favorites go against eachother in a poll. This was obviously the easiest option and I definatly didn't over-complicate it. Nope.) and whiskeyclone hotel city 1997 was the winner. Im probably gonna sew it in a swamp green thread I just got but if I dont like it I have a lavander and some greys as backup. My new debate with friends is my overwhelming temptation to add lace to the bottom of a pinafor Im also reworking while all my friends are treating me like a cat that's eyeing a glass of water a little too intensly. Should I do it? Should I give into the lace temptation ? Because that pinafor is way shorter than I want (it's been sitting in my wardrobe gathering dust for 4 years now) and I need to lenghten it anyways. Least agregious (and actually kinda cute option) is lace. So should I just bite the bullet and make my friends souls die a little or should I listen to their oh so desperate pleas? (it's all in good fun, no worries about actually upsetting people with clothes, my friends and I just like to argue a lot about useless stuff kinda like a game)

OMG!!! that poem is kinda untitled tbh i just titled it with a lyric from a beck song if you want i can come up with a title for it. definitely add lace lace improves everything i love lace