#there ya go anon!

[etchina-danjon]

Let's get mah boy some love

Killer B &  Sumire Kakei

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Every Jinchuriki went into a rut once a month, Killer B was no different. He always felt it coming on. The overwhelming, feral desire to breed someone. Breed and claim them. Knowing how aggressive he could get when the beast took over, he chose to wander the woods away from the village until his rut passed. Just he grew more and more irritated the longer he went without breeding. 

After a point, he was so painfully pent up and hard, he wasn’t thinking straight. Not enough so that he wouldn’t attack the first female he crossed paths with. And much to his luck and Sumire’s misfortune, he came across the small girl wandering the woods lost and alone. 

Before Sumire could even scream, or cry for help, his tentacles shot out and grabbed her, covering her mouth, muffling her. He yanked her small body against his larger one as she struggled. His hands ran over her body, letting out an approving growl, “You’ll do just fine… You’ll bare my kids.~” Sumire’s eyes widened, trying to object, and shake her head. She was too young! She didn’t want to get pregnant by this man!

Her cry was muffled by the tentacle wrapped around her mouth. A mix of his hands and the tentacles that formed out of him, tore away her clothes, exposing her young body. Unwrapping her like she was a gift given to him alone. Tears were rolling down her cheeks as his tentacles wrapped around her body, holding her arms, toying with her small chest, it distracted her enough that she didn’t even hear Killer B pull out his massive cock until the head was brushing against her small slit. She panicked, trying to struggle against the tentacles that held her so tightly. Letting out muffled begs until they started to annoy him. He unwrapped the tentacle from around her mouth as just as she opened it to speak freely, he stuffed the tentacle into her mouth and down her tight throat, bulging it. A pleased sound rumbled in his chest, hearing her gag around it,

“That’s better, just enjoy the ride, girl. You’ll love carrying my kids.~”

His cock continued to brush up and down on her small slit, making her twitch and whimper before he got too impatient, and just slammed right up into her all at once. Tearing through her hymen, stretching out her tight, soft walls, and smashing against her young cervix, “Fuck yess, virgins are always the best!” He’ll have to come up with a rap for this moment later, right now, his full focus was on breeding this sweet piece of ass he’s been blessed with.

Without waiting for her to adjust, he just started to roughly thrust into her. Bouncing her small body against his massive cock. Her flat stomach bulged a bit with each thrust in. Sumire let out scream after scream around the tentacle that had also started thrusting in and out of her small throat. Making her choke and gag. Might as well train all of her holes to handle him because he’s not letting a tight body like this to get away. Plus, he would be a proper baby daddy and take responsibility for what comes out of her. Maybe he should forcefully marry her. Make her his little cute wife to pleasure and take care of him. She would make such a good little housewife. Other things to think about later. 

In a small act of mercy, a tentacle slid down her body and started rubbing on her clit, giving her pleasure and helping her adjust. Sumire wasn’t exactly wet when he slammed into her. But he could feel her growing wetter with each hard thrust. Her insides gave in to him. Molding to his size. Other tentacles rubbed on her little pink nipples, adding to her pleasure. Killer B let out pleased grunts as he heard Sumire start to give in, start to let out muffled pleasured sounds around his thrusting tentacle,

“That’s it, girl.~ Just give in.~ You’ll feel this pleasure all the time as my baby mama.~”

He growled into her ear, making the small girl shiver, and her insides squeeze around him. Killer B’s thrusts sped up, making Sumire’s muffled moans louder as he bounced her on his massive cock. Pleasure she never knew before pooled in the pit of her stomach. Sumire could feel his cock twitch inside her. She just started to give in and break from the pleasure. There was nothing she could do stop herself from getting pregnant now.

With a few more hard thrusts, Killer B slammed balls deep into her tight insides. Forcing himself right up against her cervix before pumping a nice, hot, thick load of fertile seed right into her womb. Making Sumire cry out, and pushed her over the edge. Her insides clamping down around him, as her body shook with her very first orgasm. Having her seeing white. But he was far from done with her. He was pent up as hell and his rut wasn’t over. He was quick to start fucking her against, over stimulating the small girl.

Sumire lost count over how many times Killer B had cum in her. Or even how much time had passed. Her womb was bloated out with a large amount of seed. See that was attacking the fertile egg inside her, and soon would push past the shell and fertilize it. Planting his child inside her. She came so many times that she was a complete, trembling mess. When his large cock slid out of her abused insides, she thought he was finally done with her but that was far from the case. Once he was pulled free from her tight pussy, his still hard cock, brushed against her tight asshole. He was sure he was plenty lubed up from her slick and his cum to use her ass now. He had to make sure every hole could take him to make her the perfect wife.

He  slammed her down on his cock once more, making her let out a weak cry as his cock tore through her tight ass. Stretching it open much like he did with her pussy. He didn’t leave her pussy neglected either. In place of his cock, a tentacle shoved itself into her. Stirring the seed up inside her. 

He roughly fucked into her ass while the tentacles in her pussy and mouth roughly fucked her at the same time. Sumire’s mind was completely blank at this point from all the pleasure. Her ass easily gave in and molded to his size as he pounded into her. Each time the tentacle thrust and pulled out of her pussy, cum would pour out of her and left a mess on the ground below them. 

Her thighs were pulled widely apart by tentacles, fully exposing her holes. Two tentacles continue to rub on her sensitive little nipples. He couldn’t help but imagine how her tits were going to swell up from her coming pregnancy. Hopefully enough to be able to give him amazing tit jobs. The tentacle fucking her pussy made sure to rub her clit at the same time to continue to break her with pleasure. One of her hands was gripping at the side of his had as she was bounced on him while he fucked her tight, little ass. 

He poured a hot load of cum into her ass like he did with her pussy, making her cum all over his tentacle. Killer B continued to repeatedly fuck and cum in her as just as many times as he did her pussy before he was finally satisfied. Sumire’s stomach was bulged out a small bit from being so stuffed full. He would have used her mouth had the poor girl not look like she was ready to pass out from the marathon of fucking her put her body though. He wasn’t a cruel man after all. Killer B pulled out of all her holes, and scooped up the trembling girl in his arms to take her back home with him. Fully set on keeping her.

Several months later, Konoha had officially given up on searching for her. Never once going to search in Kumogakure. Not that it would matter if they did. The moment he brought her home, he married her there right on the spot. Making her his property and a citizen of Kumogakure. They wouldn’t have legally been allowed to take her. But it pleased him that he didn’t even have to worry about that. Konoha didn’t put that much effort into getting her back.

Killer B whistled a small tune as he made it home from training. Once he opened the door, there stood a heavily pregnant Sumire, smiling, and greeting him at the door. Their one day of mass mating got the young girl pregnant right away. Her small form was swollen out largely. Her stomach sticking out quite a bit off her frame. It was such a turn on to see her so heavy with child. Her once small breasts had filled out like a dream, now constantly leaking milk.

Just like how he wanted, Sumire stood there naked, dressed in only an apron, but also still had her wedding ring on. She never took it off,

“Welcome home, dear!~ I’ve missed you!~ How would you like to use me today? Mouth? Ass? Pussy? Maybe my breasts? Though I must warn, I haven’t had the chance to pump yet. I’m quite full.” To prove her point she cupped one of her breasts, the action causing the front of her apron to grow wet with milk,

“When you’re done with me, I have dinner waiting for you.~”

What a lucky bastard he was…

She really did turn out to be the perfect housewife.

[outer-andromeda]

Can I please have a hug for doey? 😢

[zevrra]

i know you're on a prof!jayce kick rn so i raise you prof!jayce punishing you for getting a bad grade on a test :3

AAAAAA UGHHHHHSKSHJDHJHSHJDHHUAA,,

so uh yeah,,,i had fun writing this ,,,

[prof!jayce x fem!reader / nsfw / mdni]

professor talis definitely had a few ways of punishing you for failing in his class. he had agreed upon being friends with benefits with only one real rule(other than don’t get caught); which was no failing.

it didn’t happen very often but when it did…well jayce was a little harsher than usual. the first time you failed an assignment, he kept you late after class; bent you over his knee and told you to redo the entire assignment. where he could watch over your work. and for every wrong answer, he spanked you.

his big hands skimmed down the small of your back, over the round of your ass, and between the plump of your thighs. trailing his fingers along the curve of your cunt, where he started with slowly rubbing circles along your panties. he teased you as he watched over your work, forcing you into desperation with the more he slipped his fingers against you. he listened closely to your answers while his eyes would skim over the answer key as you went, the first wrong answer he tore his hand away from your cunt and full palmed spanked you.

the pain blossomed beautifully; like a burning fire licking across your skin. it ripped a low groan from within your chest, body trembling at the punishment. when you correct the answer, professor talis returns to rubbing his fingers against your core. but when you get the next question right? his thick fingers slide your underwear to the side where he then pushes a single digit inside of you. he’s slow to thrust his finger in and out, curling it every so often, giving you just the tiniest bit of relief from the pain. but with the next wrong answer, he’d stop his fingering all together, retract his hand, and give you a harsher smack across your ass than last time.

and he does this for as long as it takes you to completely ace all of the homework. and by the end of it, you’re ass is certainly a pretty red for him to admire. your cunt dripping and drooling onto the thick of his thigh. the sight must’ve drove him wild because jayce kisses you then before fucking you rough against his desk; forcing you to promise not to fail again.

the second time you fail an assignment, jayce is the quiet kind of upset. where he probably considered calling off any further “engagements” between you two. yet instead, he keeps you late again after class. when the sky is dark and it’s just the two of you inside the campus; he slowly undoes the knot in his tie before slipping off the fabric altogether. turning it around and using it to tie your wrists together. he rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt up onto his forearms as he stands between your parted thighs, contemplating on what to do with you.

he retrieves a toy from within his desk, one you had put there in case of…emergencies. now instead of using it for some fun, it would be used as a punishment for yet another failed grade on your homework.

he refuses to touch you at all. only brushes the tip of the toy along your exposed skin. he begins with just teasing you. constantly circles around the edge of your underwear with the toy, touching everything except for what you truly wanted. but any begging that slips from your lips falls on deaf ears. he wasn’t listening or accepting a single word coming out of your mouth; not this time.

after some time of teasing you has passed, jayce finally removes your underwear and sets them off to the side. and you think maybe he’s going to give you some satisfaction, he had been teasing you for so long you needed something, anything. instead jayce slaps across your needy pussy. the pain tingles across your lower half, forces you to gasp and jerk against your restraints. you sob softly, expecting him to say something but he doesn’t; just stays quiet before returning to teasing you with the tip of the toy. and jayce uses the toy to edge you for what feels like hours. constantly smoothing the tip along your lower half, edging it slowly inside your aching cunt— just the tip— before drawing the toy back out. repeating the motion again and again until you’re practically dripping wet onto his desk. broken moans echo inside the room but jayce doesn’t want to hear it; the hand not holding the toy grabs your underwear he had slipped off of you early, using them now as a gag inside your own mouth.

big, beautiful hazel eyes stare directly into your own as he thrusts the toy fully inside of you. “this is punishment. you’re not to enjoy it.” jayce mutters softly, a sinister glint to his pretty eyes. he leaves you then, tied up, silenced, toy left deep within your aching pussy. he plans to go grab a “quick” coffee but leaves you in the open, hands tied up, with the order to not cum until he gets back.

and he leaves you alone for longer than he had teased you. an hour or maybe more goes by but it feels like an eternity to you and your drooling cunt. it was incredibly hard but you manage to keep your promise not to have an orgasm until he comes back, expecting a reward when he enters back into his lecture room with his cup of coffee. yet he still doesn’t allow you to cum upon his return. he instead removes the toy, tosses the throughly wet item inside the bag it came out of, planning to clean it at home, before he takes back his tie. slips off the fabric around your wrists and tosses his tie back into his bag as well before returning to stand between your thighs. and normally it would end with him bending you over his desk and fucking you into the wood but he doesn’t reward you like that tonight. failing this time leaves you high and dry and he makes that clear. “put your cute little panties back on and go home sweetheart. i will see you tomorrow.” he whispers as he takes out your gag, tossing your underwear into your lap.

and with that, he sends you home on the promise of; no more failing.

but the one time it failed for both of you— it was the first time you had flunked out on a quiz. professor talis was…not happy to say the least. he had this disappointing look to his eyes when he asked you to stay late to help him grade a few other tests from another class. and when the time came, he sits in his chair and places you into his lap, his belt undone and his underwear shoved down— with your panties yanked off to the side and his stiff cock buried deep inside of your cunt. a large hand grips your waist, forcing you to keep still.

a stack of seemingly endless tests is pushed off to the corner of his desk. the very first paper sits before you, barely touched as you sit with him throbbing deep inside of you. this was your punishment; to cockwarm him while staying completely still until you finished grading all of the tests. as if you could focus on anything other than just fucking him. you bite your bottom lip, gripping the pen he had given you for dear life as you attempt to mark wrong and right answers.

and after what feels like an eternity of him throbbing inside of you and you drooling down the entire length of his cock; you’ve managed to get maybe nine or ten papers graded. your thighs burn and your core aches. he sits so perfectly inside of you, shaping you, forming you into a little mold that would forever and always fit him. fuck if your entire body didn’t tremble with the raw feeling of just being full. with him so deep inside, concentrating on anything other than wanting jayce to move was incredibly hard.

but you didn’t have to want it for too long before jayce himself is breaking and bending his own rules.

his large hands slide up against the back of your thighs as he tucks your knees close into your chest. somehow, your body bends to his command— he stretches you out, reaches even deeper inside of you, stuffing his cock into every sensitive spot within you. he bites down into the crook of your neck, grunting against your skin. “can’t take it anymore.” he groans, gripping your skin hard enough to leave pretty bruises as his hips begin to move. he sways you with his momentum, using his grip on your thighs to jerk you upwards as his hips lift erratically to meet your body half way.

he fucks into you— unable to hold himself back anymore. it was almost nice to know you weren’t the only one who had been suffering the entire time but the thought didn’t help in the slightest at the moment. the sudden jerking of his hips had your mouth falling open with a silent scream. you were beyond sensitive right now, after being completely full and unmoving moments ago. could feel your pussy swell and you clench around him with a sob; jayce whines into your skin at how tight you squeeze around him. both of you succumbing to the mind numbing pleasure coursing through your veins.

it doesn’t take much stimulation before your orgasm is rushing up inside of you. your pussy clenches tighter around him, your entire body convulsing as you cum with him buried deep. you cry out his name, eyes fluttering with the threat of passing out from the sheer power of your sudden orgasm. somehow you stay awake though, luckily, just long enough to feel jayce reach his own orgasm. hips jerking as he fills you up completely. he cums deep inside, breeds you with a high whine of your own name rolling from his tongue. and he doesn’t stop until your pussy leaks and smears with his white cum, marking you as his.

when he finally stops moving, he unfolds you carefully, tenderly. rests your legs back down against his own, curls his arms around you and gently squeezes as he buries his nose into the crook of your neck. “you’re still in trouble.” jayce huffs in a quiet voice. as if he’s trying to convince you…and himself.

you didn’t want to fail or particularly liked it…but every once and awhile…it was very rewarding.

[beemosketches]

i love you thank you for feeding my tobiizu heart

you're welcome

[cheatsylu]

I saw your request thing at the bottom of your Hyrule and Wild drawing! Could you also draw Wars and Twilight being silly? I feel like they should get the chance to be idiots together

Who supplied them with the famous xxx beverage? I want a word with you

[simplydnp]

i'm rusty! they havent made me zoom in on screenshots in a while smh. thank you @goldenpinof ☺️

who do you think picked the q&a questions? they clearly scrolled so far and didn't choose based on the most likes. one of the questions had less than 10 views which knowing how twitter works was probably at the very bottom of the replies (2.9k replies!!!)

given how personal some of the questions were i would be suprised if it wasn't dan and/or phil themselves. i don't see someone else putting dan on the spot to answer the sister daniel q in a livestream. so my guess would be a mix of both of them. i thought the variety was pretty good!

[temeyes]

OKAY NOW U NEED TO DRAW THE WHOLE 141 IN F1 CARS WHICH TEAM DO THINK THEYD BE IN😆😆😆

ferrari ftw cuz THAT'S THE ONLY TEAM I KNOW, ANON!!!!

[pianokantzart]

Hi, can I just say I love your character studies/essays on the Super Mario characters, especially from the movie. I don't know if you accept requests, but I was wondering if you could do an essay about Luigi being autistic. Luigi is my most favorite character of all the Super Mario characters (my second fav is Peach) and I hc him as autistic because I'm autistic, so imagine my surprise when I first saw the movie and his attitude and mannerism just screams autism. Don't know if it was intentional, but either way I'm happy they made him autistic.

Thank you! This took longer than expected, but I've broken down the essay into two main arguments for Luigi having ASD:

Part 1: Difficulties Socializing

The first and most obvious thing that people point to when suggesting Luigi (Movie Luigi in particular) is on the spectrum is his social interactions. As sincere and kind as his words usually are he shows a repeated inability to read tones, register figures of speech, or understand social nuances.

And while it's not stated explicitly, it's also hinted that Luigi struggles with controlling the volume of his voice. In the movie he gets inappropriately loud when emotional or excited, and in the Luigi's Mansion games he gets quiet and mumbly to the point that he can't get a word in. In either case, it's another sign that he struggles to understand and adapt to social communication in ways that come naturally to neurotypical people.

So, while Mario is inclined toward team sports and games that involve large groups, Luigi favors solitary activities. In a flashback in the movie he's shown keeping to himself, preferring to play with building blocks on the playground alone. Details in his bedroom imply an active photography hobby, and in the games he's shown to be an avid reader and skilled mechanic; two other hobbies in which one has plenty of alone time and full control over the pace of the activity.

Part 2: Sensory Issues & Motor Function

Speaking of pacing, it's very common for people with Autism to need to work at their own speed, which is often quite slow as autistic individuals demonstrate a bias for slower deliberative processing over rapid intuitive processing. This might be part of the reason why Luigi so often drags his feet when he's in a new location, and is teased by E. Gadd in the Luigi's Mansion games for being "sluggish."

And while his clumsiness can easily be waved off as just silly comic relief, it must be noted that most people on the autism spectrum have altered motor coordination, and studies show motor skills are substantially lower in autistic children when compared to their non-autistic siblings. Furthermore, one of Luigi's most defining characteristics is how fearful and anxious he is, and 40% of autistic people experience significant anxiety throughout their lives (Luigi's fear of lightning and loud noises may imply some level of auditory sensitivity as well.)

Then there's the way he moves. In the movie Luigi repeatedly stands with his arms tucked to his chest and his hands balled into his fists; a posture colloquially referred to as "T-rex arms" in the autism community, and is commonly believed by experts to be a form of stimming.

His stimming is far more blatant in the games, especially in the Mario & Luigi RPGs and Luigi's Mansion 2, where Luigi is repeatedly shown swinging his arms, rocking on his heels, and twiddling his thumbs.

So while Luigi definitely has a love for exploration and a strong sense of empathy that defies a lot of the stereotypes of autism, there is a really good argument to be made that he is on the spectrum.

[sun-snatcher]

To the anons who requested a Connor version of my Shay post, I got you 🤞🏼

[colin-becher-death-countdown]

Oh so many but don't ask for logistics or any nonsense like clarity

Falls down the meat hole and cracks his skull.

Breaks the tape recorder/phone/computer right before he dies so no one/nothing can listen to his death.

Sacrifices himself for one of the others (Alice or Sam, since Alice is a good friend and Sam thinks Colin hates him.)

He's shut inside safe and when the others finally convince him to come out and work together he is immediately killed.

Survives and moves in with Mr Bonzo and become best friends forever and ever.

He survives to the end but everyone else dies.

My personal favourite would be for him to realise as he's about to die that he does want someone or something to hear him to know he was alive and that he existed and someone or something destroying what's listening so he has to die. (very much in the vein of Jon's whole I'll be damned if I'm another unsolved mystery. I'm paraphrasing how did that quote go again?)

[xyywrites]

Not sure if you take asks like these, but could you tell me

how do I describe a character waking up from a nightmare?

Sure, I take asks. I love asks. As for your question,

Nightmare, oh nightmares. Such a raw experience to capture in writing. Can't say I'm an expert in writing them, but I sure read plenty. Enough to be able to recognize some patters. Here's the breakdown:

Physical Reactions

Short ragged gasps of air.

A pounding heart, hammering against the ribcage.

Cold sweat trickling down the temples or clinging to their back.

Shaking hands, trembling fingers clutching the sheets.

A tightness in the chest

Bolting upright, body rigid with tension.

Clenched fists, nails digging into their palms.

Taut and aching muscles.

Eyes frantically searching/probing the surroundings for threats.

Sensory Details

The bitter taste of bile rising in the throat.

The echo of their own scream still ringing in their ears.

The oppressive darkness of the room. (if its dark)

A chill creeping up their spine, despite the warmth of their blankets.

The sound of their heartbeat, loud and frantic, drowning out all else.

The texture of damp sheets sticking to their skin.

Emotional Responses

A surge of panic, clawing its way up their chest.

A desperate need for reassurance

Confusion, caught between dream and reality.

A crushing sense of helplessness

Shame or embarrassment for being so rattled.

Residual fear, as though the nightmare could still harm them.

Anger at their own vulnerability.

Isolation, the feeling that no one else could understand.

Relief when they realize it wasn’t real, but it feels hollow.

A sense of foreboding, as if the nightmare was a warning.

Actions

Clutching their chest as if to steady their heart.

Running a hand through their hair, trying to ground themselves.

Wiping at their face to clear the sweat.

Reaching for a glass of water, with trembling hands

Hugging their knees to their chest for comfort.

Rocking slightly, an unconscious attempt to soothe themselves.

Whispering a mantra or reassurance, "It wasn’t real."

Hesitating to close their eyes again, afraid the nightmare will return.

So there ya go. For people who have had nightmares, this all won't be new. But it's one thing to write from personal experience, and quite another to write from your character's perspective. Writing it , crafting it rather, from their point of view.

[tadc-and-md-sideblog]

Any spare nuzi headcanons 🥺👉👈 havin' a sad day (no pressure tho!)

OF COURSE DEAR, ALSO I HOPE YOUR DAY GETS BETTER 🥺

WHOA, NUZI HEADCANONS BE UPON YE

they both like dumpster diving and sometimes they do it as a weird date idea. V hates it lol

N collects shiny little rocks and brings them to Uzi like gifts

they go on flying races

N teaches Uzi how to use her tail to sleep upside-down without falling. He's also the one who taught her to use her wings to fly

Uzi makes a ton of bad puns and no matter how horrid they are, N always laughs at them

they draw pictures together on the floor like kindergarteners

(borrowing this from some fanart I saw) N sometimes wears a sock thingie over his tail so it doesn't hurt Uzi whenever they're cuddling

lots of snowball fights (I know it's not snow but they throw it at each other, you get it 😆)

sometimes on lazy days Uzi climbs on N's back and he just carries her around piggy-back style the whole day

they are each other's venting partner

they both like to ruffle each other's hair at random

FACE SQUISHES

ik this one's almost common knowledge but N takes Uzi's last name when they get married bc he doesn't have one

sometimes they'll just sit facing each other and have a "try not to laugh/smile" contest as they each pull up increasingly ridiculous images on their visors

[giddlygoat]

I need more Creatorship drawings. Pookie, I will get you

it’s been a hot minute

[dipplinduo]

Announcement: A Wild DIPPLINSHIPPING HYPE WEEK appeared!

As you may know, the Indigo Disk DLC released on December 14th, 2023. In anticipation of the upcoming 1 year anniversary, we're banding together to celebrate the wonderful conclusion of the DLC storyline and all of the swoony & angsty moments of dipplinshipping as a whole!

This event and its prompts are based entirely on community ideas and voting. According to final responses, most dipplinshipping community members prefer to celebrate from Saturday, December 14th, 2024 (Indigo Disk Anniversary Date) to Friday, December 20th, 2024.

Event Guidelines:

Any art form is welcome. Whether you want to draw, paint, write, create music, or so on - we love and encourage it!

Participation is entirely up to the creator. While the official start and end dates of the celebration week are outlined, you are more than welcome to release submissions at your own pace and liking. If you only want to do 1 or 2 prompts, no worries! If you want to do all 7, have at it! Just make sure you're having fun. :)

Please mark your content accordingly and remain mindful of community safety and comfort. I plan to promote all content that is created for this event, but will not be promoting inappropriate themes (e.g., NSFW, violent/graphic content, inappropriate treatment of minors or pokemon, or any other related themes that may be questionable or discomforting). Off theme submissions will also not be promoted (e.g., OC shipping).

How to Submit:

Use the Tumblr hashtags: #dipplinshipping, #dipplinshippinghypeweek2024.

Submission Link for AO3 Collection.

Have fun!!! I can't wait to celebrate with you. <3

Special shoutouts to @mimilovesfurret for suggesting this event idea, and to @kekstala, @mandachuart, and @tuttiflutie for co-creating the lovely infographic above on short notice!

With love,

dipplinduo

[knifetomeatu]

Nancy forcing Johnny to wear ugly sweaters at Christmas but recently he keeps cutting himself out of them

48 seconds!!🥳a new record!!!🎉 good for him👏

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Jonathan Crane Platonic Relationship Headcanons (mostly in his youth)

Would be the best older brother, very protective of a younger sibling, especially if bullying was an issue

Absolutely would take care of a little sister as if she was his own child. Crane is not gonna be anxious in the tampon isle, for sure

Would be a good friend to someone who is bullied, perhaps someone in the same grade who also gets targeted for being "weird" and "different"

Crane knows that he turned into a bully, but those friends/siblings/etc are definitely on a "no toxin" list

Would be that guy friend who listens when his female friends get dumped, but NOT use it as an excuse to get in their pants

Would totally kick ass of ex-boyfriends, especially if abuse is happening in the background

Would take all his friends for ice cream using money he scraped together from mowing lawns and odd jobs

Would give money to friends if they needed it.

Absolutely hires siblings/friends for his villain work

Probably has pads on him at all times in case one of his goons needs it. "We're pro women around here" - Crane

Doesn't abandon the ones who were friends with him in childhood.