#this anon is so sweetie ily

[dnphan]

I really am enjoying the playlist. Something about all these people coming together and sharing music that they associate with these feelings and memories of being in the Phandom makes me emotional.

Anyways, I would like to suggest the following songs if thats okay:

Turning Out Pt. III - AJR

What If - Cody Fry

Waltz for Sweatpants - Cody Fry.

Anyways, I hope you are doing well! Thank you for the playlist and popping up in the tags with the new additions.

i agree 100%!!! everyone sharing their music and creating this huge collaborative playlist is just so wholesome. i especially love all of the different vibes we are getting from these people. the songs that people choose really show the impact of dan and phil on their life and their perception of dnp's life/relationship. it's very interesting to see and I'm enjoying this little project sooo much. when i say thank you for sending in annnyy recc or even just a little comment to me, i mean it!! it truly makes my day.

lots of yapping to say.. thank you for ur suggestions and being so kind! all ur songs have been added to the playlist :D

[milk-ducts]

Happy holidays, sweetheart! I hope you have an absolutely wonderful holiday season filled with joy, laughter and cheer. Stay warm, enjoy some hot cocoa and know that you are loved. <3

OH MY GOD????? ANON THIS IS THE SWEETEST THING,, this was the exact kind of msg i needed 2 hear at the right time as well (っ ̆з( ̆⌣ ̆ ) i've been an absolute mess lately & just rotting in bed n not in the holiday spirit at all but ur words are more than enough. tysm for going out of your way to write this you wonderful human being <3333 i'll be sure to sip cocoa by the fireplace tonight. i do have some invincible christmas doodles in the works to spread some cheer before going back into hibernation mode (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

+ happy holidays 2 u too cutie!! may your days be merry n bright.. !! and for real tysm again, i appreciate the check-in alot. i apologize if i havent been answering anyones msgs in the inboxes, again i am so sorry for my inactivity, i will get to them in a bit i promise. the holidays are rough but ur sweet msg gives me motivation!! love you bby, stay awesome <3

[automaticllamacycle]

Yes I mean the one kissing the girls head 🥰

there is another that resurfaced but ya it’s from a couple months ago

-🥞

He’s so so so so sweet with his fans that he meets in public. Like the amount of times he’s asked fans to just walk with him for a bit makes me want to CRY. I love him so much. I hope I can meet him one day :(

[daisynik7]

the scowl nanami had in the trailer reminded me of the safeword audio, it’s definitely his reaction when finds out you’ve been touching yourself without his permission 😩

Anon, you are SO RIGHT, and for that, I wrote a little something. In case anyone is curious, THIS is the audio anon is referring to (reddit link, 18+). It is SO GOOD. It actually gets so tender and sweet at the end, but I did not recreate that for this little piece LOL. Anyways, ily anon for your brilliant brain. I love the idea of getting caught in the act, I am SO here for it. Also, I’m going feral over mean!Nanami. This is barely edited or proofread. This is a result of my carnal desires for him taking over my fingers without a care in the world. I’m throwing feminism out the window temporarily for this, sorry ancestors. MDNI banner by @/cafekitsune.

You’re well into your third climax of the night, the vibrator buzzing on the lowest setting on your swollen clit, the exquisite sensations resonating down to the tips of your toes. You’re so sensitive now, basically mush puddled in the sheets, skin damp with sweat, arousal smeared over your loins. There’s nothing playing in the background; no porn, no nsfw audios, not even a dirty picture displayed on your phone screen. All that you have to get you off is the memory of Nanami railing you into the mattress, the same one you’re currently drenched in your slick, pumping his cock in and out of your wet cunt. That’s all you need to get your pussy throbbing, skin prickling, belly fluttering. 

He's not home yet, still out on a mission with Gojo, doing what he does best: protecting people. Is it unfair that he has to work this hard, risking his life, while you’re twisting in the bedsheets, squirming with pleasure from a handheld toy? Maybe not. But what’s the harm in a little mindless release? What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right?

Your eyes are shut tight as you descend from your high, vibrator shut off and teetering loosely in your hand, satiated and spent from tonight’s activities. You could fall asleep this instant, but there’s so much to clean up, all the evidence of your naughty deed that you don’t want your husband to discover without explanation. As you’re about to rise up out of bed, you hear the familiar jangle of keys unlocking the front door. Startled, and still a slippery mess, you quickly wipe off the toy, shoving it beneath the pillow. It’s not quick enough because just as you look up, Nanami is already standing at the doorframe of your bedroom, scowling. 

Like a bit from a comedy movie, you twiddle your fingers innocently, completely naked and exposed on the bed. “Hi honey,” you greet, slowly pulling the covers over your body. You smile at him, acting like he hasn’t already caught you in the act. He doesn’t respond, expression serious. Dangerous.

Heat rushes into your cheeks, increasingly nervous by his lack of reaction. “Kento, sweetie. What’s wrong?”

He crosses his arms over his chest, sauntering towards you. “You tell me,” he mutters, sitting at the edge of the bed, studying you carefully. 

You swallow loudly, mouth coated in your saliva. “Nothing’s wrong.”

“Oh?” It sounds like he’s teasing you. Toying with you. You shudder with anticipation as he reaches over, hand slipping under the pillow, retrieving your vibrator. He waves it at you. “What’s this, then?”

Another noisy gulp before you answer, “My vibrator.”

His eyes narrow, his free hand tugging the blanket off you slowly, inspecting your body from your face, chest, then between your legs, squeezed together, hiding your arousal. “What were you doing while I was away?” he asks, resting his hands on your knees, spreading you apart. “Were you being a bad girl?” 

There’s no need for a verbal answer, because as soon as his eyes fixate on your aching pussy, he already knows. “So, you have been a bad girl. Look at you, all wet and swollen already.” He clicks his tongue disapprovingly as you hide your embarrassed face behind your hand, barely peeking at him between your fingers. “You didn’t even have the decency to clean up.”

“I’m sorry,” you blurt out, limbs trembling, yearning for him to touch you. 

“Oh, you’re sorry?” he repeats, mocking you. “You fuck yourself while I’m working and all you can say is sorry?”

“I – ”, you choke on your own spit, rendering you speechless. 

“It seems that you forgot, so let me remind you one last time: This is my pussy. Not yours. Mine. You don’t get to play with it without my permission.” He sighs, hands sliding languidly down your thighs, prodding at the tender skin. “Such a dirty girl. What am I going to do with you?”

You moan, longing to feel his fingers, his cock, anything inside you. “Baby, please.”

He licks his lips, hungry eyes focused on your sopping cunt. “I guess it’s my job to clean up this mess.” He leans forward, tongue lapping at your sensitive bud, swirling circles around it, puckering his lips to suck. “Such a slutty pussy. So sloppy and wet for me.”

You squirm above him, pleasure stimulating your every nerve. “Fuck!” you cry out, lost in the ecstasy. 

His low chuckle vibrates against your clit, pinched between his lips. “How many times did you come from this toy? Once? Twice?”

You grip his hair between your fingers, shoving his face deeper. “Three times!” you stutter.

“And you’re still so fucking horny for me, huh?” He slides his tongue up and down your folds, collecting your slick on his tongue, drinking you up. “I’m going to have to do better than that toy then for you to learn your lesson.”

The need to be used and manhandled by him overtakes you. It doesn’t matter how much you touched yourself earlier. All you can think about is how much you need to be touched by him. How badly you need his cock inside you. How insanely desperate you are for his cum to fill you up. 

So you take it. Every lick, every suck, his fingers inside you, curled and hitting that sweet spot that only he can reach. His cock bullying you into submission, body weak and pliant from overstimulation, yielding to his every thrust like his own personal cock sleeve. All the while, he moans into your ear, constantly muttering the same reminder to you. 

“This is my pussy. All fucking mine.”

[tellmyah]

I always see dbf!Abby but never dbf?reader🏃🏽‍♀️‍➡️🏃🏽‍♀️‍➡️maybe? Idk

༉‧₊˚. — this is so genius??? thank you anon ily

it all starts when you notice a middle-aged man with dirty blonde hair outside of the house across the street from yours, a look of disappointment on his face. he has many potted plants, maybe too many, and over half of them are dying. you stroll over to his front yard and he wastes no time in expressing his frustration to you, a total stranger who had just moved here with your family a few weeks ago.

“i just don’t get it. i water them every single day. it’s not like they aren’t getting enough sunlight, right?”

you hum in acknowledgment, and he steps aside to allow you to take a look for yourself. it’s almost comical how quickly you notice the cause of his problem.

“it has nothing to do with the amount of sunlight or water they’re getting, actually. look at the soil of the ones that are dying.” you kneel down to feel the soil of one droopy plant in particular– a bunch of faded red petunias– and gather some soil between your fingers. “dry as a desert.”

you spend the rest of your day helping jerry replace the soil in the effected pots over some pleasant small talk, in which he confides in you that ever since his wife passed away, he’s been struggling to upkeep her impressive garden. the hard work is done by the time the sun sets, and he invites you in to wash your hands and have a glass of water.

that’s the very first time you get to meet abby.

she’s about your age, standing at nearly six feet tall. even in her sweatpants and baggy t-shirt, you can tell that she’s made of pure muscle. initially, when she walks down the stairs and sees a random girl in her kitchen, having a conversation with her father about invasive plant species in seattle, she’s puzzled, but she recognizes you fairly quickly.

she remembers watching from her bedroom window while you helped your mom to drag a couch in through the front door. she remembers going outside to check the mailbox and seeing you, sitting on your porch, feet propped up on the short wooden fence with a book in your hands. she could never seem to take her eyes off of you any chance she got to see you, so, when she sees you standing in her home, she completely freezes. luckily for her, jerry rushes to introduce the two of you.

“i didn’t even know you were home, sweetie! abby, this is y/n. y/n, this is abby, my daughter.”

“hey,” she extends a hand, “i’m abby.”

you smile as you reach for her hand and shake it. “bet you can’t guess what my name is.”

abby’s nose scrunches up as she realizes her mistake, completely aware that she isn’t thinking straight. she can’t be too embarrassed, though. not with the way your eyes scan her from head to toe like a predator sizing up its prey. “cut me some slack, i haven’t had my coffee yet. anyways, why are you both covered in dirt?”

the night ends with jerry scolding abby for making coffee so late, and thanking you for all of your help before sending you home with a homemade chocolate chip muffin.

since then, jerry shows up at your door when he needs help or simply has a question about gardening, and you never hesitate to help him. he’s a respectable man who just wants to honor his wife’s memory, to keep something of hers alive even if it isn’t her.

within a few months, his garden is looking lively and vibrant and noticeably healthy. after a few more months, he’s able to do everything you’ve taught him on his own, but you still come visit a few times a week to see how it’s going.

each and every time, abby finds some excuse to talk to you. you aren’t blind to it, but you certainly aren’t opposed to it. she’ll compliment your hair, your outfit, thank you for helping her dad with something so important to him, and anything else she can say to get you to stick around longer.

it isn’t much longer until jerry invites you to a barbecue in his backyard. an hour into it, he’s standing with a few of his friends around the grill, some neighborhood kids are playing with water guns in the yard, and you can’t help but notice his daughter’s absence.

you excuse yourself to the restroom in the middle of a gossip session with a few older ladies from around the block. however, the first thing you do when you step inside is beeline up the stairs and toward abby’s room.

of course, you knock first, and hear a muffled “come in” from the other side of the door. you enter, and see abby sitting on her bed with her laptop open, clearly drowning in her college work. her messy blonde hair is in a low bun, and her body is engulfed by a sweatshirt that is at least two sizes too big for her. she glances up, notices it’s you, and immediately straightens her slouched posture. “oh. y/n, uh… hey. you look nice. like, really nice.”

“nice enough to make you come join the party?”

“not that nice. i’m dying over here.” she vaguely gestures to her laptop.

“you’re pretty for a dead girl.” you hum, walking over to sit next to her and take a look at the laptop. there’s a concoction of mathematical problems plastered on the screen from top to bottom. your eyes hurt just looking at it. “oh, abby, you poor thing. all i can do is pray for you.”

“why do i need to know what a logarithm function is? and since when is there limits to infinity? i thought the whole point of infinity is that it’s limitless.”

you decide to cut her off before she can get any more worked up than she already is. “what’s your major?”

“pathology. which, mind you, has nothing to do with logarithm functions.”

you huff out a laugh. “pathology… what’s that? something medical, right?”

“yeah, pretty much just the study of diseases.”

“that’s hot.“

abby stares at you blankly, and you stare right back. clearly, you have her full attention now. “why do you always do shit like that?”

“like what?”

“like, you know… ‘that’s hot,’ shit like that.” she says, trying her luck at a very bad impression of you. “calling me pretty. staring at me.”

“because i think you’re pretty, and i like staring at you.” you answer simply. “why? want me to stop?”

“i didn’t say that.”

you smile, eyes studying her flustered face, the pout on her parted lips and the reddening blush across her cheeks.

just as she thinks you’re finally going to make a move, you stand up from your spot on her bed and begin heading toward the door. “well, it’s always nice talking to you, abby, but i gotta get back to the party before linda thinks i abandoned her.”

“what– who’s linda?” she tilts her head.

“the lady from down the street. you know, the one with the blue eyeshadow and smoker’s cough.”

abby scoffs at the description. “oh, right. linda. do you really have to go?”

you lean against the doorframe and cross your arms. “i don’t know. what would happen if i stayed?”

this questions seems to leave abby at a loss for words. is there even a right answer? she could be reading too far into this, and end up looking like a creep if she spoke her mind– but then again, she could be missing out on a golden opportunity if she doesn’t. she’s wanted you for as long as she’s known you, that’s completely true, but saying it out loud is something different.

after a long few moments of silence, you stand upright once more and reach for her doorknob. “thought so.”

with that, you shut her door and join the party downstairs once more, leaving abby alone with a million thoughts and feelings. she can’t focus on her work. she can’t focus on anything other than the way you smelled, sitting so close to her. how soft your skin looked, how she gets goosebumps just thinking about your voice.

once the party has died down and she’s done helping her dad clean up, she rushes back up to her room (and puts away all of the schoolwork she never got to), so that she can send you a simple message from her phone.

can you come over?

[toxicyeuriii]

hai hai!! hru? i was wondering if i could request general romantic headcanons for medicine pocket x gn reader if it's okay. your recent writing was awesome!!^_^

I'm feeling good (esp bc the new update I love it) And tyty so much anon! It means so much to have my writing complimented ily >///< sorry for not seeing the request earlier! Busy busy haha! anywaayss let's get started!!!! ♡♡♡♡

Also, Sorry if they aren't to your liking!

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romantic/fluffy headcanons ♡ -

• Medicine pocket would totally be the type to do quick little French kisses all over your face and then proceed to call you moron or other rude comments

• speaking of which they would call you rude ass things, but out of love ♡ and if you obviously dont like that then they MIGHT call you traditional pet names, ex: sweetie, boo etc

• they will definitely let you play with the puppies after an exhausting day of work

• infact if you and medicine pocket lives together then beware of puppies cuddling in the bed between you and medicine pocket

• And for the anni of yall dating they will get you some cute plushies, chocolate/ whatever treat you like, and a day of cuddles, kisses, and perhaps if they are feeling fancy a little dinner date

• They also get sooo immersed into their work, so dont feel sad if they kinda ignore you or tell you to just be quiet, they need their work time okok???

• but they do find comfort into you just silently being beside them as they work, as long as you're being quiet...

• they are kinda a workaholic sometimes but they do make the time for you, whether they are teasing you, comforting you, coddling you. They make sure they spend some time with you!

• but yes most of the time they might be an asshole but hey? We still love them ♡♡♡

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I'm sorry if these aren't really romantic! I have trouble with the romance genre! Anywaaays thanks for the ask! I really appreciate it! ♡

[changbinsboiledegg]

Since we’re all taking a break from being slutty and DEVOURING the comfort fics. Can I request a fic where hyunjin had a really bad day and then reader says something that’s obviously meant to be a joke, or idk buys him the wrong order of food etc but he gets really upset and takes it to heart and starts crying and reader realizes something is definitely wrong because he’s never that sensitive and she gets him to open up to her about how stressed he’s been etc and she just helps him get through the day and feel better.

Also can I be 🩰 anon?

Heyo 🩰 anon! (Yes, you can be 🩰 anon, ily.) I love how y’all’s go to for comfort fics is Hyunjin lmaooo I love it though, he’s such a sweetie so I understand 🥹 I also love how you started this ask LMAOOOOO.

GN! Reader X SKZ Hyunjin

Warnings: Hyunjin has a bad day, he's going THROUGH IT.

Note: I made this gender neutral since I didn’t really use pronouns except for he/him with Hyunjin. Anyways, I hope y’all enjoy and as always, if no one’s told you today, ilyy! 🫶

♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

Nothing seemed to go right today.

He woke up late, forgot his phone, so when he went back to get it, he was even more late showing up to practice.

Then at practice, he kept messing up his moves somehow and he knew the other members were getting irritated.

Hyunjin came over to your apartment later that day, wanting to put all of the days stress behind him and be near you, knowing you had always been his peace in times of stress.

Hyunjin immediately called you on his way out after everyone collectively called it a day and decided to pick back up the next day.

“Hey, done already?” You picked up. He could hear the sound of wind coming from your end as you were seemingly outside.

“We… finished early.” Hyunjin didn't want to talk about how his day went. He just wanted to leave and head directly for you. “Can I ask a favor?”

He felt his stomach rumble and realized how hungry he was. Another thing to look forward to, other than seeing you.

Food.

“What is it?” You asked, curious. Hyunjin used his free hand to grip his stomach as he made his way for the front door, leading outside.

The wind on your end had ceased, indicating you were inside.

“Can you order takeout? I'm heading to your apartment, so I will pay you back in cash when I get there.” Hyunjin didn't want to explain that his credit card was paused for some reason.

That was another problem for later. A problem he didn't want to think about at the moment.

“Of course. Don't worry about paying me back.” You didn't hesitate, “I missed you.”

Hyunjin smiled, already feeling his stress diminishing. “I missed you too.”

“Want your regular?” You asked, already having the delivery app open.

“Please. And get yourself something too. It's just me and you tonight.” Hyunjin took a deep breath and started to walk in the direction of your apartment— a path he was familiar with.

“Alright, my angel. I will see you when you get here.” You said, hanging up after he bid you a farewell.

You ordered the food, double checked everything and waited. Luckily, the food arrived before Hyunjin did, so the food would already be ready for him.

When Hyunjin actually arrived, he was relieved to smell the food, his stomach growling hungrily.

“Ah, thank you so much!” Hyunjin shut and locked your front door and sat with you as you separated and passed out the food.

Hyunjin’s heart dropped, seeing the food was definitely not his regular. You hadn't noticed because yours was correct, all the way down to the extras you had added on.

You glanced at Hyunjin, seeing he had gotten the wrong order. You scoffed, shaking your head. “damnit… who did you piss off at the takeout spot today?”

Hyunjin paused, a look of hurt flashed across his face and he looked at you.

“No one! I didn't ‘piss’ anyone off! I didn't do anything!” Hyunjin snapped, his eyes welling up before the tears came rushing down his cheeks.

“Why does everyone think I did something wrong?!” Hyunjin cried, his hands flying to cover his face as he cried harder than you’ve ever seen him cry before.

Your expression had a look of concern to it, pushing your food aside and moving to wrap your arms around him in a comforting gesture.

“Hey, hey, I was only joking… what happened? Why are you crying?” You asked, rubbing his back and immediately feeling guilty.

Hyunjin didn't speak for a while, just crying his eyes out in your arms.

When he eventually pulled away from you, he wiped his eyes and face with his sleeves as his own guilt sank in for snapping at you for your joke and the wrong order.

“It's been a bad day.” Hyunjin started off. You weren't sure if he was going to elaborate more on that or not, but you didn't rush him and instead, you were very patient as he collected his thoughts.

“It started when I woke up late. Then during practice, I kept messing up. I think the guys are mad at me.” Hyunjin sniffled, staring at the wrong order of food. You listened intently, letting him open up to you all while gently rubbing his back.

“I'm sorry I snapped at you.” Hyunjin continued, “it’s just that I was relying on something to make today better and being with you did, but I was also very hungry and seeing it was wrong, well…”

You nodded understandingly. “Added to your series of misfortunes.”

Hyunjin laughed a little, relieving you as you worried that joke would make him cry again.

“Yeah. And when you said I pissed someone off, maybe I did get a little too defensive.” Hyunjin closed his tired eyes from crying. You frowned, hearing how your joke hurt him.

“I'm so sorry, I was only joking. I know you didn't piss anyone off or do anything to deserve the day you just had.” You spoke in a soothing voice, pulling him into your arms again.

Hyunjin leaned into your arms, the stress diminishing again. He felt silly for getting so upset over a wrong order and a joke.

“You’re allowed to be frustrated, my love.” You whispered, kissing the top of his head that was leaned against your shoulder.

And Hyunjin smiled, needing to hear those words.

“Tomorrow will be better.” You added, reaching for your phone. “But so will tonight. I'm getting you your correct order.”

[another-delta-lover]

Hello hello hi hello

So I kinda speak russian as in my first language so I came here with a list of cute nicknames Heavy (yes, your man) could give you. Yk I open tumblr every day and luv ur posts about him.

I kept in mind your pronouns, so anywhere it's important it's addressed to a male.

Сахарок (cute way to say sugar) (is gender

neutral)

Любимый (my love, my favorite)

Сладкий (Sweetie)

Моя душа / душенька (My soul) (is gender neutral)

Малыш, крошка (baby)

Солнышко / солнце (sunshine, sun) (is gender neutral)

Пташка (Little bird, birdie) (is gender neutral)

Thank you for coming to my ted talk I hope it was informative and interesting

Hey can we marry like Romantically I love you

Do u have any drawin request? Anything you desire? I'm givin it to you. I ADORE YOU. ILY SO MUCH TYYY😭😭 YOU MADE MY RP'S SO MUCH EASIER. AND MY LIFE EASIER. CANWE LIKE MARRY PLEASE TELL ME WHO U ARE U GLORIOUS ANON

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

I love this fucking blog, its unknowable horror creator and its hunginged following because whoever the fuck was the anon saying "I thought the joke was he had something you'd like to put in your mouth" I would like to give you a fucking award. I don't know which one but you deserve one, and from the deepest depths of my heart, I love you, and I, personally, absolutely would say it to Crocodile. Bonus points given Luffy can't understand it to begin with so it's safe. You all fucking rock. Ily 💕

Luffy: What do you mean? Does he have food? *excitedly* DO YOU HAVE FOOD—?!

Y/N: *cringing* Luffy, sweetie, NO—

Crocodile: *arms crossed, grinning, eyebrow raised* No, I think the kid deserves an explanation, don't you?

Luffy: IF YOU GUYS HAVE FOOD AND DIDN'T TELL ME I SWEAR—

[mangekyuou]

Hi!! Buggy anon's here again 🥴

I saw that your requests are open again and I wanted to request something about him so

May I request Buggy comforting GN!reader when they breakdown out of the blue in front of him?

Both hcs or one-shot are pretty cool so do what seems good to you sweetheart. Also if you don't feel comfortable with this just ignore it, no problem at all 💕

Hope you have an incredible day today sweetie ily <3

✸  headcanons  %  when you breakdown in front of him.

✸    characters! . . .  buggy.

✸    cw(s)! . . .  mentions of a breakdown. no pronouns used. not proofread.

✸    notes! . . .  he’s so goofy looking, i wont him kinda. take that hat off and let your hair flow <3 thank you for requesting !! you’re so sweet !! it’s a few days late but i hope today is treating you well. ilyt <33333

today was just not your day. these last few weeks have been nothing but hell for you. but you try your best to keep a smile on your face and party with your crew

most importantly, you wanted buggy to believe you were doing just fine so he didn’t have to worry about you. he had an entire crew to lead

but you just couldn’t take it anymore

you had reached your limit

buggy could tell something was amiss when you didn’t respond to his question. when he asked what was wrong, you just broke down

he was quite shocked. he thought maybe he said something wrong, apologizing to you right away

he had never seen you breakdown, let alone cry more than a few tears

for him to see it now, it broke his heart. he wants to be there for you, to help you like you have done for him a million times before. it does take him a bit to figure out what to do

buggy starts fighting himself on whether or not to hold you, wondering if you even want to be held, what does he say, what if he says the wrong thing and makes it worse

all the while you’re standing right next to him, still sobbing into your hands

he finally gets it together and decides to pull you into a hug, letting you cry into his shoulder as he rubs your back

“you don’t have to tell me anything. just know that i’m here for you”

his first priority is making sure that you know that you can depend on him for whatever you need. and that he will never force you to open up about anything to him if you do not wish to

however, he does worry a lot about you

buggy isn’t exactly the best at comforting people. his idea of comforting you is putting a smile back on your face with a flashy magic show or treasure of some sort

he’ll even let you squeeze his nose however many times you please if that makes you happy. he just wants to see you smile again

of course, you are the only one who can do this to his nose. anyone else ?? buggy ball to the face

© MANGEKYUOU.

[finniestoncrane]

[dale gribble king of the hill voice:] you don’t know me but I know youuu

⭐️

I’ve never been so comfortable (or ig comfy at all) confessing my (kink) atrocities and sins and I’ve never felt so forgiven for all of them. Call that. Call that…Dashboard…dashboard confessional anyway

Additionally, I think myself an impossible demographic to please in terms of fics and smut fics. As a… [reviews psychiatric profile; looks at it like I’m high; clicks tongue like a dad looking at an unsalvageable car engine]…uh…heterosexual female….domme*********…aheem…I may be a little difficult to. Please.

*Masochist; into being degraded; pleasure dom; service dom; stone-ish dom but dollar store edition bc the lesbianism wasn’t included; too masc to fem but with stints of nothing but fem; sadism not included; impact play not included; generally into being stepped on and muzzled and almost doesn’t actually want the sex and [the rest is indiscernible due to the ink being hurriedly smudged but not erased with what seems to be holy water]

But alas! I like your fics and I don’t just like them, I can relate to them! A lot of em. Which. Which as expressed before, I’m certain Is. Is An Achievement. You can have that if you want it. The trophy is made out of paper bc of budget issues, bc it’s literally just me here in the Domme [sixteen footnotes] Facility™️, but we (I) put your name on it, there’s like..glitter glue—

And the fics I don’t “relate” to, I still enjoy <3333 you’re talented, I like your style, I like your guys, I like your sonas, you’re the sweetest, I wish you the best, okay I gotta GO I’ve been here too long, ily Finnie-

ANON dashboard confessional lmaooooooo

there are no sins over here in the land of two or more consenting adults getting it on u-u i am so touched though that you like my stuff ;-; and if i can ever write you something with a specific thing then my requests are always open ;-;

I LOVE GLITTER GLUE :3c

but thank you!! ily!! and i'm glad you like my boys and my sonas and my style, i don't even think of myself as having a style!! but my gosh you are a sweetie and i hope you have the nicest day!! 💚💚💚

[buglaur]

answered asks below, my fav gal above

thank you so much anon you sweetie!!! and yes i’m absolutely sticking to your cousins advice, all i want is a passing grade! luckily i don’t need high grades to get into the course i want to do next year, just gotta pass everything pretty much ❤️

hi! that tutorial should still be relavent, i don’t think the method has changed at all in the newer version. it still works the same for me but if you need another visual tutorial i’d be happy to do one, just lmk

@cowplant-pizza​ hi omg thank you!! i’m glad you enjoyed it, hopefully i’m gonna get a few updates in soon ❤️❤️

hey, not a stupid question at all, i had this exact issue when the update first came out. what was messing it up for me was simshenko’s physique slider, once i removed that from my game the options came back. if you haven’t got that though, not sure what it could be, sorry!

@preakerism all my mods can be found here

i don’t have any trans sims at the moment! i think my sim style just favours masc features i guess lol

@rainymoodlet​ HI SHAN!!!!!! i know you sent me this ages ago and i’ve been hoarding it but i really appreciate you checking up on me!!! ily too!! gonna go on a binge of your blog soon i swear i know missed so much ❤️❤️❤️❤️ hope eveythings going well for you too

[bluelolblue]

Kiss, marry, kill: Vitale, Pietro, Santo :0

-news anon

OOOHHH AHAHAHA NOW THAT'S A QUESTION

Aahh this was a little difficult 😭

Okay lemme explain each :P

Kiss - Vitale. Because he is such a cutie, he looks so kissable and soft, and AAWW :3 Sweetie, he needs a hug

Marry - Pietro. I was debating between Vitale and Pietro for this BUT- Pietro is fucking HOT AF. And he actually needs to heal after everything he went through. I think I could give him that comfort 😞

Kill - Santo. I'm sorry, Santo. Ily. You're broken, you're lost, but you're an asshole, yet I still feel sympathy for him. And he's hot (I'm a simp). He fucks good. But compared to Vitale and Pietro here... SANTO I'M SORRY. If only you were a better partner and parent...

Well this was wild AHAHHA thank you so much news anon!! :D

[fatuismooches]

Smooches!! Hello sweetie pie! ૮꒰ ˶´ ꒳ `˶꒱ა ♡

I just thought this out of nowhere and honestly it may not work but basically, reader (maybe even fragile!reader I’m just a complete sucker for fragile!reader) and Dottore going out of the laboratory and into the icy land that is Snezhnaya to get some materials Dottore needs. But while you two are out, suddenly (somehow) you two get ambushed by maybe some treasure hoarders or perhaps some more elite enemies. And you end up getting hurt in the process. Maybe even to the point you end up bleeding. (Would this actually happen? Probably not bc let’s face it, Dottore is so intelligent and strong like you’ve said before even if this did happen the only other situation I can think of is the Traveler 😭) I also just want to see Dottore be like angered and pissed off at whoever dared to hurt his darling. (Like yes come be my protector Dottore boo boo 😭 💕)

But yeah this may not make any sense or even work but it’s okay!! As I’m writing this we finally got rain here!! And it was a thunderstorm to top it off so hopefully this heat goes down soon. Also to answer your question about my baby <333 (dog) we actually don’t know since we’ve never gotten her tested and we had originally gotten her from the middle of the street. She’s a small dog and a creamy colored with a few darker patches. Although she does look to be like a shih tzu! Okay I should stop talking about my baby 😭 if I could send pictures I would!!! (Also if it’s okay with you: I have a bunch of ideas that I hope to send before I have to inevitably start school, so if you see me spam your inbox I’m so so sorry :c )But I hope you enjoy your week and also enjoy this last week of July!! May all your days be filled with love and happiness, as I give you lots and lots of kisses on your cute cheeks and forehead. And a bunch of cuddles too! Please make sure you’re staying well and not tiring yourself with writing. I love you loads and so does everybody else!!! Mwa mwa!!

-from your dear boo boo bear 🎐 anon! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Dottore's lover getting hurt by someone else always fills my brain with too much brainrot 🚶‍♀️ I too love the idea of a cold "i don't care what happens to anyone + I'm too strong to be hurt" character becoming uncharacteristically angry when someone they care for gets hurt. And yes as you said the chances of you getting hurt are practically in the negatives since he plans for every possibility and circumstance... if there's even the slightest chance you can get hurt he won't do it (ESPECIALLY if it's fragile reader, that's a no-no) but for the sake of fanfiction 🥰 if you do get hurt, oh boy. He doesn't show much emotion on his face other than that cocky smirk usually. But when you get hurt he just has no expression at all, and speaks with absolutely no emotion, no mocking, nothing. And that's how you know he's upset. Now we know that Dottore really doesn't care if his experiments suffer or not, but when he gets the people who hurt you, he'll make sure to conduct the most brutal experiments possible. Not caring when they cry and beg for forgiveness. Debating whether he should kill them or forever drag out their suffering.

...Moving on from that- at least you get the most advanced possible treatment in Teyvat, which means you won't be hurting for too long. And ahh I'm glad you got some rain 🌧 ! Hopefully things cooled down over there, I cant imagine how hotttt it is for you 😭 And omg your baby sounds so cute!! 💖💖 And of course I will always welcome your brainrots! I don't mind the spam at all! Good luck in school too, I know its hard but you got this 💞🥰 Make sure not to push yourself too! Hehe I'm giving you more kisses and smooches! I will enjoy this last week of July, we're one step closer to the fall haha. Ily too!! Make sure to take care of yourself as well 🫶🫶

[withonly-sweetheart]

Hi Sweetheart <3 Its mint anon I read part II of the fic rn and OMG its so good Thank you so much, love! I idk if its just me but whenever the mother comes up I think of mother Gothel 😭 that was a delicious story, thanks for feeding me, sweetie :)) So, I hope your day went well, sending you a tulip for good luck! 🌷

Ily! Mint anon.

NO NEED TO THANK FOR FOOD !! IM SO GLAD IT WAS OKAY ENOUGH FOR U!

MOTHER GOTHEL 😭😭 I TRIED PROTRAYING A MAIN CHARACTER WHO GASLIT HERSELF INTO THINKING HER MUM ACTUALLY CARED FOR HER SO THIS MEANS A LOT TO ME!

my day went really well thank you sm for the tulip!! im sending u back a rose and hope that ur entire week is amazing!!🌹

[eggyrocks]

hii just wanted to drop by real quick

i very recently got into haikyuu and im very obsessed already. then i came across your account and ive been loving your stories sm!! feel like you capture the characters so well <3 looking forward to continuing reading your work

sending lots of love <3

thank u so much anon u sweetie pie <3 ily thank you for saying this.