#the unbridled whimsy within me

[de-dpool]

good heavens!!

see, i love the deadpool-lovers of tumblr but some of the shit that has been said about me is UNHINGED i dare say! how are some of you worse then me??? i get off on it though, just kidding! or am i?

[sapoteylx]

people being nervous to int with their mutuals is so odd to me sometimes because im probably the least intimidating/judgemental person ever

like you could send me a random death threat and i'd be like OMGGGGG!!!!!!!! wow thank you for taking the time to message me!!!!!!!!!!!

[chocolateydinosaur]

why is it that whenever im in a ler mood i just cant stop thinking about tickling someones tummy!! like its just such a tickleable spot!!

[worldend]

i really like how everuone is using the words whimsy and whimsical now

[prototypemordred]

me n the bad bitch I pulled by being silly (it turns out I cant compare to the unbridled whimsy within her)

[hisui-dreamer]

stolen hearts

Pairing: Riddle Rosehearts x gn!reader

Synopsis: you were so sure, that the Riddle Rosehearts, had broken a rule

Tags: fluff, reader is a tease, bot proofread

Word count: 737

Notes: happy birthday @faera-archive! i hope you'll enjoy this riddle fluff hahaha

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The tea party unfolded like a fairytale brought to life, with an abundance of fantastical details that filled the air with whimsy delight. A table draped in an exquisite lace cloth showcased an array of delicate porcelain teacups, their surfaces adorned with intricate floral patterns that seemed to bloom under the rays of sunlight. The gentle clinking of teaspoons and the fragrant aroma of freshly brewed tea mingled with the murmur of conversation, creating a symphony of elegance.

Amidst the quiet chatter of the guests and clinking teacups, you turned to Riddle with a playful glint in your eyes. With a teasing smile curving your lips, you whispered so that only he would hear, "Riddle, I believe you've committed a grave offense against the Queen's rules."

Startled by your accusation, Riddle's eyebrow arched in bewilderment. He couldn't fathom what you could be insinuating. Of all people, he’d be the last suspect on the entire campus to have breach any rule, let alone one of the Queen’s rules.

"Don't be absurd," he retorted, his voice laced with a mix of confusion and certainty. "I assure you, I would never dare to break any of the Queen's rules, especially not as the Dorm Leader of Heartslabyul."

In response, your laughter tinkled like the delicate chime of a porcelain cup. "You say that, but I fear you've stolen something from me. Rule 53 states that stolen items must be replaced, you know."

Riddle's heartbeat quickened, his eyes widening with surprise and a tinge of apprehension. "I-I beg your pardon?" he stammered, his voice trembling with disbelief. "I have never stolen anything!"

With a softness in your expression, you leaned in closer, the playfulness giving way to a genuine fondnes. "Oh, but you have, Riddle. You've stolen my heart. I'm quite certain of it," you confessed, eyes sparkling with affection. "And according to the rule, you must replace it."

A flicker of panic danced in Riddle's eyes, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of crimson. He struggled to find his words, his voice barely a breathless murmur. "I... I would never... I mean," he stumbled, his voice catching in his throat. With a cough to regain his composure, he continued, his bashfulness evident. "I haven't breached the rule. In fact, I have already replaced it… with my own heart."

As the weight of Riddle's confession hung in the air, the tea party seemed to transform into a haven of hushed anticipation, enveloping the two of you in a cocoon of shared understanding. The melodious chatter of the guests faded into the background, replaced by the soft flutter of expectation that crackled between you.

Your eyes widened, surprise mingling with a newfound understanding. Riddle's gaze, usually sharp and intense, softened with a blend of shyness, hope, and apprehension.

"Your own heart... That... that means what I want it to mean, right?" you asked, your voice a gentle breath barely audible amidst the enchanting ambiance of the tea party.

Riddle's gaze met yours, his eyes revealing the depth of his emotions. They flickered with vulnerability, a silent plea for acceptance. With a slight nod, his voice emerged, a fragile whisper that carried his feelings. "Yes, it means exactly what you want it to mean. My heart is yours, and it always has been."

Emotion welled up within you, swirling like the fragrant steam rising from the teacups. Your lips curved into a wide smile, a beacon of unbridled glee. In a gesture that spoke volumes, you reached out, your hand trembling, and intertwined your fingers with Riddle's. His bashful smile mirrored your own, and as he squeezed your hand, a silent affirmation passed between you, igniting a shared journey of love and enchantment.

A playful glimmer danced in your eyes as you posed your question, teasingly challenging a newfound revelation. "Wait, does this make me the King of Hearts?" you quipped, a mischievous smile playing upon your lips as you tugged his sleeve.

Riddle's reaction was immediate, a deep flush creeping across his face, like the blossoming of a rose in full bloom. His normally composed demeanour cracked slightly under your playful words.

"You... You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?!" he scolded, his voice laced with a mixture of embarrassment and amusement. Despite his protest, a gentle smile tugged at the corners of his lips as you continued to tug at his sleeve, betraying the joy he found in your playful antics.

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[auspicioustidings]

Taggart

Summary: Silly little festive Price x reader x Soap for @bunnyreaper

Words: 1.2k

“You're right Captain, wouldn't be professional would it?” 

Gaz snorted a laugh at that. Simon's dry tone paired with the fact that the two of them were currently very much wrapped up in one another was making Price look like he was sucking lemon slices. 

Honestly he felt bad for his Captain. Soap and you were up excitedly flipping through the karaoke book and were even more casually affectionate than usual with the alcohol flowing which in turn was clearly driving Price mad. It probably didn't help that the dive bar that you all frequented was so endearingly decorated for the season, the twinkling multicoloured lights giving everything a whimsy feel to it that so suited how you and Soap always were together.

Honestly him and Simon would lay in bed at night and gossip away about this whole thing like a pair of old dears. You, Soap and the Captain were so stupidly in love with one another and all of you were so steadfastly ignoring it. It had been funny at first, but after a year of this it was now just getting frustrating to watch. 

“Oh sod off, you two aren't the same” Price grumbled into his whiskey, eyes never leaving you and Soap.

“I mean if you want to promote me up to Lieutenant then maybe that would be true and if I really have to take a promotion to help you out I suppose I could.”

“Cheeky git.”

“Just taking the piss Captain.”

“Doesn't make him less right. If you're fine with me ruining a Sergeant for anyone else why can't you?”

“Simon you say the most romantic things.”

“I'm a regular casanova.”

Price watched as Soap handed you a microphone with a flourish after hugging you and you both stumbled to the stage, faces flush with the effects of mulled wine and excitement. Goddamnit the two of you were going to be the end of him. He had been fine (so he tells himself) when it was only his wildly inappropriate feelings for John MacTavish he had to contend with. Then a year ago he gets told about some little firestarter medic that was facing a severe disciplinary for disobeying direct orders and assaulting a superior officer. You had refused to leave a man behind and then punched your CO and really he should have known then he was going to fall ass over teakettle for you. You were so like MacTavish in so many ways, and my God did the two of you bring out the best in one another.

He had watched with unbridled pride as you earned a promotion within 6 months of working with them. Overdue really, you should have made Sergeant well before then but you had the same problem that was common with the 141; a stunning lack of respect for those who did nothing to earn it but wear a set of stripes.  

And fuck, it was an absolute joy watching Soap take you under his wing. John always knew he was meant for big things, but watching him be able to teach you made him feel like tearing up. While you teased one another and got into mischief all the time, he also saw how gentle Johnny was with you. He saw the way he looked at you when your eyes were elsewhere, so much adoration that it made his heart hurt. 

Yes, you two were practically made for one another. He was just made to sit and nurse his whisky on the sidelines, cheering you on even if it made his heart break.

–

“Ye should replace it with… uh… yer maw watches Taggart!”

“But you watch Taggart!”

“Aye because it's a pure fandabbydozy show.”

Honestly made sense to you. Well, it made sense when you had tried several of the wonderful Christmas themed cocktails. Fairytale of New York karaoke was your stunning idea, but you were trying to avoid shout singing the word faggot at the top of your lungs and thus you would instead be viciously disparaging Johnny by suggesting his mother watched a detective show. Savage really. You nodded vigorously and Johnny smooshed your cheeks.

“Yer so cute wee yin, ma wee baby bunny” he cooed.

You did try to blow a raspberry at him but the smooshing really fucked up your attempt. Oh you wished John was here too, he always sighed and bonked you both on the head when you'd get into childish little exchanges like this. You frowned, suddenly sad about being too scared to drag him up with you. 

Johnny was easy to pull into stupid things like this, but with John it felt trickier. It wasn't like rank seemed to matter much out of the field in this team, Kyle and Simon were proof enough of that, but deep down you knew that wasn't what made you nervous about it. It was that you had stupidly fallen in love with more than one man. And even worse, you were fairly sure that they were in love with one another. The thought of them pitying you for your crushes horrified you something awful, but you just could not keep yourself away from them.

“Yer sad” Johnny said, seemingly devastated by the prospect. “Dinnae be sad bonnie, cannae stand it when yer sad.”

God he really couldn't. Not that he was ever really able to say it out loud sober. Fuck he was so irrevocably in love with two of his team mates, what a place to find himself.

“OK, gonna sing out my sadness” you said, going a little overboard on the gloomy dramatics.

“Och that’s a pure sin, c’mere my wee darlin’” he replied as he wrapped you up in his arms and squeezed until you couldn’t breathe and were smacking him to let go.

Time to bury your feelings and give the best performance of your life.

–

“Jesus, they’re terrible.”

Kyle looked at Simon and Simon looked at Kyle before they both looked back at Price. He wasn’t wrong, you were God awful, but he was still staring like you and Johnny had hung the stars in the sky nonetheless. It was awfully cute. He was too distracted to even notice that there were eyes everywhere flitting between him and the stage, after all most of the regulars and all of the staff were very much involved in the betting pool on how this was eventually going to play out and maybe tonight would be the night.

They all watched with delighted anticipation as Price eventually downed his whisky just before the end of the song and stood, making a beeline for the stage. 

“Oh! Don’t remember that being part of the song” Kyle said with a choked laugh as Price very much lost all composure and thoroughly crossed rank lines.

Simon tilted his head in amusement and gave a low whistle.

“Suppose we should stop them before they commit a public indecency felony on stage.”

They didn’t have to in the end, the riotous cheering of everyone in the place distracted the three of you for long enough to realise you were very much in public. Surprising nobody, you decided to leave early and turn in for the night. It was not lost on Simon or Kyle that you all went to the same bedroom.

[narutocharacterpolls]

ROUND THREE

MAITO GAI vs UMINO IRUKA

Reasons for submission under the cut

Gai

was instrumental in the success of the story - he may not have won against Madara, but he put fear in him and had it not been for hacks, he would have decimated him where no one else could

believes whole-heartedly in his student to the point of dedicating his life to making him a splendid ninja

came from nothing, worked his way up from nothing, and is now considered to be one of the greatest shinobi to have come out of the Hidden Leaf. People know and fear him

made Itachi bail. That man was ready to fight everyone else, but packed it up when Gai came on the scene

kicked Jiraiya in the face and never properly apologized

great salesperson - always has a spare jumpsuit to give to passers-by and hook them on his favorite brand. True influencer and fashion icon

had a bowl cut before it was cool

was a great friend to Kakashi, and was there for him during the highs and lows of his horrifically stressful life. Arguably saved Kakashi's life with his constant support, and the story could not have happened without him. Is considered by Kakashi - one of the most powerful and infamous shinobi in the world - to be his equal and his best friend

loves kids. Supports his own students like he was their father, and equally takes pride in Naruto and protected Sasuke after Sasuke's first run in with Itachi

in the anime, he is shown to be hard on the outside but clearly permissive in that he would sneak Chouji food in the middle of a mission and try to push Naruto into figuring out who Minato was

confident in himself and confident in others - he is everyone's biggest cheerleader and he isn't just talk; he'll work hard with you. When he says he'll do something, nothing will stop him and he will follow his promises even when no one is watching.

hot. Man has pretty privilege

amazing, supportive teacher and friend

he is always trying to be positive in such a dark world and cheer up those around him

he's so good to Lee, Tenten, and Neji, you can just tell how much he cares about those kids

his speech to Lee was super moving. He knew Lee was scared and made sure to be there for him

he was ready and willing to die to defeat Madara in order to save the others

an actual decent upstanding father figure

unbridled whimsy

excellent tits

Iruka

he is kind-hearted and soft and has a big heart

he always has a watchful eyes over his students. But he can also be stern if needed. He knows how cruel the world can be and wants to make sure his students are properly prepared for the dangers they'll face

he doesn't have prejudices against his students. No hostility towards Naruto who was often the victim of misplaced anger due to the Nine-Tails who was sealed within him. Thus, Iruka came to be one of the only adults Naruto respected in his youth as well as the only person who could control Naruto's behaviour to some degree

due to Iruka's more nurturing, protective and compassionate nature, Naruto views him as a mentor and Iruka in turn, views Naruto as a younger brother

he treats Naruto to ramen whenever Naruto returns from a mission, where Iruka gets to see how he is developing as a ninja

his refusal to allow Naruto to graduate at first was not out of spite, but merely out of caring strictness and a desire for Naruto to work harder and reach his own potential

has a great sense of duty, honour and selflessness as seen when he protected Naruto from an attack, suffering a shuriken wound in his back in order to protect him

he regards the children of the village as the backbone of their village, even being willing to sacrifice his own life to ensure their safety

Iruka to Naruto: "Stop acting like a baby! You want to know what I really think of you?! I think you're one of my most precious students… and… you're like a little brother to me."

he is Naruto's first mentor figure. He deserves more credit and screen time!

he's the only adult with a working brain

one of the few adults who sees Naruto as a human being not a God savior

is the only one who actually apologies to Naruto for treating him badly

one of the reasons Naruto turned out the way he did

he deserves a Reise

a nice father figure

[serialgirlposter]

Oh! It's getting late.... maybe my silliness can perchance be contained for even only a single night

The unbridled whimsy within me:

[cherrytastiq]

the unbridled whimsy within me:

[bugs-r-neat]

got a new tea infuser... the unbridled whimsy within me could not refuse it (also rate my cup)

[princess-of-purple-prose]

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[kingeraskblog]

do you :3???

the unbridled whimsy within me compelled me to read Homestuck

[worldend]

the unbridled whimsy within me:

[strawberrys-alt]

🌀 - the unbridled whimsy and silly within me cannot be contained, ask me stuff and I’ll respond