#well I guess if it can help at least one person

[hostess-of-horror]

Turbo/King Candy x Reader Headcanons

💕🏎️🏁A Valentine's Day Special!🍭👑💕

Note: Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! I hope you're all doing well and I figured this would be the perfect time to contribute some headcanons to the Tumblr bandwagon. This is also my very first time writing about Turbo/King Candy in a more fanfiction sense, so please go easy on me!

@sneklover @tiramegtoons/@sliceoflifesalami @starleska @snailstrailz @starryside-1 @depressedasswarlock @crispytubes @pippengin @simpingforcys @blackthewolf17 and anyone else who wants to read this!

Content Includes: Gender Neutral Reader, Slight Suggestiveness but SFW in general, Possessiveness (not Yandere), major spoilers for Wreck-It-Ralph

Hey! Click on each name/title for a love song! (please don't judge me, this got kinda self-indulgent.)

Turbo

For starters, Turbo is... selfish at worst, misguided at best.

Yes, he eventually game-jumps and ends up getting RoadBlasters as well as his own game unplugged, but before all that, he was quite the "charmer."

To many within the Game Central Station, Turbo was insufferable or at least a little annoying. His arrogance was enough for them to steer clear of him, regardless of whatever shenanigans he was up to.

It was worse when it came to him falling for someone. Like, who would ever reciprocate any feelings for this guy?

You. The answer is you.

It caught everyone off guard, including Turbo, who used his signature racing puns as a pick-up line (and not even a good one at that).

Once you accepted, oh boy, was he thrilled!

After a good solid minute of showing off his victory to others at Tapper's, his usual cocky self faded as he realizes you are his now.

Like, truly his.

And with that realization, he is overwhelmed at the mere thought of you actually being his partner.

Turbo still likes being the Best Racer Ever and all that, but this time it's all for you - he just has to let you know that you are one lucky person, what with all the 1st Place victories and the trophies that came with them.

As much as he wants to maintain his "cool and popular" look, he can't help but cartoonishly swoon over you from time to time.

Sometimes, you would catch him staring at you with big ole' heart eyes or hear him giggle like a goofball whenever you're nearby.

He absolutely denies it afterward.

Turbo may not be the epitome of the word "Casanova" but what he lacks in smoothness he makes up for with cheesy puns.

Oh my gosh, you cannot get this man to shut up when it comes to his puns - absolutely loves plays on words!

And of course, they're all racecar themed.

But there are also moments where his puns are rather... risque~

It didn't matter where you two were, if Turbo is feeling particularly mischeivous or really lovey-dovey, he will try to fluster you!

At one point, he tried to get you with one really raunchy pun while on a date and you played along with a slick comeback instead...

Guess you can say it really revved up his engine.

King Candy

Unlike his past self, King Candy is more reserved, having to maintain his sugarcoated facade for over a decade at this point.

He still loves his puns (which are now candy themed), but now he knows how to really treat his partner well.

Be it chocolates of every variety, lollipop roses, jewelry, a trip around Sugar Rush in his racecar - you name it! He is a king, after all!

He will spoil you to death, whether you like it or not.

Not to mention the special treatment you would get as the King's "Thweetheart".

Royal permissions abound - having access to the best seats in any place, not just the Racing Arena, not having to pay for almost anything (although you still pay anyway because it feels illegal not to), having Sour Bill and other servants to cater to you...

Long story short, you got yourself a Sugar Daddy that also just so happens to be a Short King.

Was it to distract you from the fact that he's not actually King Candy? Most definitely, if you're unaware of this.

If for some reason the gifts aren't doing it for you, then His Royal Sweetness will do his damndest to make you swoon through flirting.

You have no idea how or where he gets it from, but that doesn't matter because he really has a way with words...

Sure, they can be flowery and cutesy and maybe even poetic, but there's a sort of tenderness in his voice that never fails to make your heart melt like a marshmallow in hot cocoa.

Especially when he whispers sweet nothings in your ear...

One day, you decide to try and flirt back; that is when you find out your royal beau can be easily flustered!

You took it far enough to make him turn as red as a Hot Tamale - especially when it comes to praises.

Ever since then, King Candy tries his hardest NOT to be flustered into oblivion as you tell him that he's such a good little racer~

How much he dominates all the others in every way possible... and for that he deserves a reward~

... he has yet to succeed.

You may not be royalty (...yet, maybe?) but you certainly felt like one.

King Candybug

Oh, you sweet little thing... what did you get yourself into?

Perhaps you lived and loved him since the peaceful days of Sugar Rush, or since before the RoadBlasters Incident, but regardless...

You are his.

There is horror in a monster's love; a horror in which you cannot resist - to be loved under smiling fangs and sharp claws, where you dance upon that tightrope between life and death

And once you fall, you fall knowing that you're going to be okay.

Despite what happened to him, he's still your lover.

You loved all of him, and even if the world was crumbling down and he was the cause, you somehow saw past all that.

Being the Cybug King's Chosen One is... not what you expected.

You thought he would be more like an animal - a creature driven purely by instincts.

But no. Instead, it's him. The Real Him. That adorably arrogant bastard in all of his glory.

And you reveled in it.

His favorite game to play with you is not Hide and Seek, as fun as it is. No, his favorite game is Flirting~

And his favorite method is lifting up your chin to meet his eyes.

For so long, you had always the advantage. No matter what, you always won.

And he hated it.

It drove him mad, constantly losing to the one race he couldn't beat! He vowed to one day finally conquer it and once he does...

Who knows what will happen next?

So this... this is vengeance.

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

Hi! I've seen your rant about dating and being asexual. I know how you feel. I've felt like this for a long time, and no, you don't come off as bitter or envious. You're just hurt.

I'm spending this Valentines Day alone too. The person I love the most only sees the physique. Oh, and the sexual, which I can't because I'm really sex repulsed. People only seem to care for looks, and that really hurts when you're offering love and not just carnal things. So I get how you feel, I'm being through the same right now.

I felt really bad, because you always cheer up a lot of people with your fics. If I'm being honest, I don't usually read NSFW parts, I prefer to read just the cute and fluffy stuff to at least pretend I'm being loved, so yeah, I felt bad and needing to tell one of my favourite writers that you're not alone.

I'm being honest with you and telling you're a wonderful person, and if finding love is difficult for you it's because of how things seem to work this days. Being ace isn't easy this days. I agree with you on the waiting till marriage, it's a choice, but it seems to be less respected than chosing to just go sleeping with everyone. People want instant gratification, and casual sex gives that gratification without needing to give away anything like in a relationship.

It hurts really much. I guess you know how I feel when I see the person I love most, someone who've I always treated like the most precious person in the world, get into casual relationships that usually end up with that person getting a broken heart. So yeah, you're not the only one feeling like that. Unfortunately, society has forgotten about real love.

But there's still hope. There'll always be hope. I've seen that you're in your weight lose journey, and I must congratulate you. Being healthy is a good decision, not only for the looks, because it'd help your health, also the mental one. I recommend you that if you keep feeling like this, you should go to a therapist. They're usually really helpful, but I don't know much about your situation so you're the one who knows yourself better. Anyways, I'm losing my point with this shitty rant. You're expressing yourself through the things you like (in this case that really good fiction about Hell's greatest dad), you're getting healthier, I think this is the best moment to make a change. To start thinking that you're good enough without needing to please people. You can find love. I know you do. You're a nice person, and I'm sure that one day things will get better for you. Maybe you'll spend Valentines Day alone, but who knows? Everyday is a good day to find love. Maybe you'll start a relationship in March 6th or January 2nd. It doesn't have to necessarily be February 14th (I know that date really hurts, but just think about it: it's like a day to think about what you can do to be really comfortable and happy in the romance topic).

I'd say that I hope this helps you, but well, this is just a shitty anon who doesn't even speak English properly rant. I just saw your rant and thought "shit, I can't let this happen, I have to try to make things better even if I know I can't".

So I'm sorry if this was weird, stupid, didn't make you feel better... But in resume:

-You're not alone, being ace is kinda difficult this days

-You're a great person

-You're doing a great job overcoming obstacles, you now just need to learn to love yourself (it's difficult, it can take a lot of times, but I really hope you manage to).

-Don't stress yourself. February 14th hurts, but being single this day doesn't mean you'll be single forever.

My best wishes,

Just a random anon.

Thank you anon 💖

Firstly, your English is fantastic, knowing another language other than your native one is beyond impressive! And I’m so so thankful you enjoy my writing 💜

Secondly, it’s good to know that I am not alone in my feelings. Aspecs truly were not made for the world we find ourselves in today. I’m sex neutral/favorable, it varies day to day, but it is something I want to experience. But with the right person at the right time. Dating apps all feel so artificial and insincere, like no one on there is looking for a meaningful relationship. It’s all disheartening. I promise to keep my chin up and heart open. The worst thing I could do is close it off to any possibility of affection and romance.

I wish nothing but good things for you, anon 💖

[illputabexonyou]

Bex gave a heavy sigh. "You sound like Billie." She wished there was some magic way for her to convince people that they weren't monsters. She wished she could convince herself of that, too. It wasn't as easy as just telling someone they weren't. "Angry people are the least truthful, in my experience. They only want to hurt. I guess it's all just...experience. What we end up believing about the world." She looked back over at Bri and frowned sadly. She didn't like it when people were so down on themselves like this, but she felt as if there was very little she could do to help at the moment. "I still don't think you're a monster," she murmured, "so you can count that as at least one person who doesn't see you as the problem."

Bex squeezed Bri's hand back, before curling her arms back around her legs, pondering her words. "I mean, I think you are. Maybe that's not saying a lot because I'm not, you know, anything much, but-- but if I had to, if I were a vampire, I don't think I'd...I think I'd just let it happen." It was part of why she refused to take vampire blood. If something happened to her while she had that in her system, she might become one. The thought often terrified Bex. She'd rather just die. "Yeah, I kinda get that, too. Poppy is-- well, she's kind of distant, I guess. A lot has happened to her here, but she's trying hard to help me. But, I dunno, I guess I wouldn't say I feel like I can go to her with things. For a long time I really didn't have anyone, but I'd like to think I have Rohan now, even if he's not in the coven anymore. He's been really good to me. I don't deserve all his kindness, but I'm glad for it." She looked up over at Bri. "I know it's hard to trust people sometimes, but I think...I think if you want things to improve, you just gotta. That's what I learned, at least."

"Yeah. I am," She whispered back, more certain of that little tidbit than she was of just about anything else. Tilted her gaze up toward the ceiling, she gave Bexley another small shrug. "In my experience, people tend to be the most honest when they're angry. It's when all of those thoughts that creep into the back of their head that they wouldn't dare utter out loud on a normal basis, come flowing out and, if there is one word I have been called repeated over the course of the past two years and a half, it's that one," She explaining quietly. Her gaze fell back down toward Bexley as she gave her another small shrug. "When enough people tell you something to be true, you find yourself realizing that, it can't all be them whose wrong. Enough people and eventually you see that the problem is you."

"I get it," She nodded, reaching out and giving Bex's hand a small squeeze. A thankful look filled her eyes as Bex promised not to tell. "Nah. I'm not," She let out a small laugh at the thought. "I'm a big cry baby, but I don't actually want to die or wither up like a prune or whatever would happen if I don't at least take in coffee, you know? And I guess, but I don't really feel like I have anyone to go to about it? I guess Meena, but I kind of have this, maybe somewhat delusional mentality of wanting my teachers to like me and I know Meena's more of a boss than a teacher, but I still want to get the A, if that makes any sense? I tried to go to Aaliyah with questions but she kind of wound up hazing me instead. It was a whole thing and, I tried to ask Ken, but he also sort of implied that I should know all of this Vampire stuff already... But, what about you? Do you have any witches you feel like you can go to as mentors and stuff?"

[bucephaly]

People love finding random natives online and dumping their family story on them expecting a reassuring 'of course you're native!!' Lol

Sorry, if you don't wanna reconnect why would you even mention your supposed apache or whatever ancestry. If you aren't connecting to the tribe what does it even matter. 'I find it interesting' so you're using supposed native ancestry as a fun fact to make you look more interesting? How is that different than any other 'great grandma cherokee princess' person. Especially since you apparently have time to research the history of all your ancestral cultures but you don't have time to do genealogy

And of course when I tell them 'assume the stories are fake until you've got actual proof' they block me.

[sherlock-is-ace]

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[kyojuuros]

knowing communication is vital to a healthy relationship but never knowing how to start a conversation or holding back because you don't want to burden them with your emotions or say/do something that will push them away and just generally being socially inadept is such a fun time! :)

[magiclwritings]

James was definitely right about this one. That didn't necessarily help his situation. What he'd been told about the Malfoy before had all been holding up until they'd met face to face. But the no big deal part that James and Lily kept trying to push as if he couldn't see it was bullshit the moment the the two of them and Teddy had walked in tonight. This wouldn't be the only conversation Andrew was going to have tonight, that much was at least sure from that point. The next was that there were going to have to be some rules set if this was how things were going to be.

Andrew smiled warmly, his tongue poking out to wet his lips before he'd begun to speak. His short fuse couldn't show tonight. Andrew was quite good on keeping a handle on it but it was clear to him that there was going to be a bit more poking coming from this one. He welcomed it. Mostly because he knew that Albus wasn't going anywhere. They were good for one another. And while he couldn't always appreciate everything there was to Albus, it was enough and it had been until this point. Until you saw them together. He shook his head slightly at the thought to banish to the hell it had come from. "They didn't tell me you'd be so close." He settled on. It was diplomatic and hid any kind of resent he may have held towards the notion. "But," He continued, smile still ever present. "the invitation is still extended. Maybe after the next game." His smile grew and he took a step towards Scorpius.

"My family will be in town for it. They like to come support him when they can get away." Andrew folded his arms against his chest and sighed, looking the heir over. "Albus really enjoys seeing them. Tell me something, Scorbsius," The tip of his tongue pressed to the back of his canine as his head cocked to the side and he truly took him in. "Are you here to visit yours too? I never got the chance to know them personally but I've read up and the little bit of pillow talk." His grin grew wicked for a moment and he pressed on, "How's your mum adjusting to you being back?" The question was loaded, mostly because he needed to see just how much of a problem he was going to be. "I guess I'm just surprised you've decided to pick something of Lily's when you've got all that space afforded to you for ... well, free really I suppose." His hands slid out for the coil and each snaked their way the length of his body and into his pockets. Andrew stood taller then and took another step towards the Malfoy heir.

"Just thought home might be where you'd really want to be and not out with them." His shoulders shrugged and sigh escaped his lips as he studied the man before him. "But I guess we've all got our reason, haven't we?" That knowing smile pulling into something not quite a smile but not a sneer either. "Albus certainly doesn't need another one if you're wondering."

The similarities between Scorpius and Andrew are evident. They have blonde hair, light-colored eyes, and a muscular build. Maybe it was because he was drunk, or perhaps it was just that Albus Potter had a type. Andrew was a near mirror image of the Malfoy heir. It made him laugh, the sound bubbling out of his throat before he could stop it. Albus had found a boyfriend who looked eerily similar to him because he couldn’t have Scorpius. And it…it was touching. Flattering, even. The confusing bit of Andrew was that, yes, he looked like Scorpius, but he had the personality most similar to Albus’ brother. Albus really was torturing himself—poor boy. 

When his drunken laughter stopped, Scorpius looked back to Andrew and saw the man sizing him up. When he spoke, Andrew was clearly attempting to intimidate him politely. Scorpius would follow up. They would never be friends or acquaintances, but Scorp would not cause trouble for Albus. He was sure he could needle his way under Andrew’s skin and piss him off first. As long as he strikes first, Scorpius would be in the clear. 

“Yes,” he answered, leaning back against the counter and crossing his arms over his chest. “Five years, but it feels like no time has passed between us.” He stared right ahead at Andrew. “Days, weeks, years, it doesn’t matter to us. We always fall right back into the same routine as we always had. I suppose that’s one of the benefits of such a long relationship.” 

It was cute how Andrew wanted to throw his relationship with Albus around. Scorpius’ return threatened him and what it meant regarding his relationship. Albus was out there wearing Scorpius’ jacket. He had tried his best to stick to Scorpius’ side except when he was physically pulled away. It had always been like that. They gravitated towards each other; they longed to be near each other. Like the planets and their moons, they would always find each other. “Right,” Scorpius said, tilting his head to the side. “Albus had mentioned how busy he was with Quidditch when we met before this little ‘welcome back’ party. But, hey,” He smirked, the Malfoy smirk, and clapped his hands together. “I’d love to pop over for some tea. I won’t be too far away. It's just a flight of stairs away, thanks to Lils. I’ve rented the shop beneath Albus’ apartment.”

[yellllowstar]

slowly I'm recovering the beauty of discovery

(creature by half•alive)

(textless + timelapse below cut)

[doodlingwren]

It's 2024 can we please stop saying it's normal to trace or copying an entire drawing and pretending it's 100% your work? Just bc you changed the character or added clothes on a base you found on pinterest it doesn't mean you created original art

[mad-hunts]

✧

send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse! (with italics as a 'sometimes' option because i'm a rule-breaker and things may depend on the situation).

i would kill you. ✧ i would physically hurt you. ✧ i would attack you unprovoked. ✧ i would manipulate you. ✧ i dislike you. ✧ you annoy me. ✧ you scare me. ✧ you intimidate me. ✧ i hope i intimidate you. ✧ i pity you. ✧ you disgust me. ✧ i hate you. ✧ i’m indifferent toward you. ✧ i’d like to get to know you better. ✧   i’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ i’d like to be friends with you. ✧  i’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ i’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ you are my friend. ✧ you are my best friend. ✧ you are my mentor. ✧ i look up to you. ✧ i respect you. ✧ you are my hero. ✧ you inspire me. ✧ you are my enemy. ✧ you make me happy. ✧ i want to protect you. ✧ i would fight by your side. ✧ i consider you an equal. ✧ i think you are beneath me. ✧ i think you are above me. ✧ i would lie for you. ✧ i would lie to you. ✧ i would sleep with you. ✧ i would sleep by your side. ✧ i would hug you. ✧ i would kiss you. ✧ you are family to me. ✧ i would die for you. ✧ i would kill for you. ✧ i would trust you with my life. ✧ i would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ i would trust you with a secret. ✧ i would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ i love you (platonically). ✧ i love you (romantically).

[contessaxchaos]

So here's the scene where The Bachelors Three get their first Inquisition pay:

“Hey Chuckles, did you get yours?”

Solas was just coming out of the infirmary carrying a basket of used bandages and potions when Varric strode in after midday. He put down the basket on the table outside and washed his hands in a basin. He was aware of Varric following him in his periphery; the dwarf was clearly in high spirits. 

“I don’t know what you’re pertaining to, Master Tethras, but I think you will enlighten me soon enough.” 

“That I will, my friend,” said Varric as he passed him a small piece of paper, rolled and tied with a string. Solas wiped his hands on the half apron around his waist and quickly read the message.

“A summons?” A very curt one addressed to Solas, Elf Apostate .

“We’re getting new gear!” Varric announced. “And, apparently, they’re also paying us!”

“Hm. I know the soldiers are not volunteers and are therefore owed their pay, but must they purchase the loyalty of the precious few who volunteered to do the right thing?”

“Hey, if they’re paying soldiers to stay, the least they can do is make sure the volunteers are happy, too.”

“I suppose…you’re right.” He had distributed gifts and favors in his time, as well, when resources allowed for it. They were always carefully chosen and distributed to strengthen the ties within his ever-expanding network of freedom fighters. “An honorarium shows the Inquisition’s appreciation to its volunteers, who should want for nothing.”

“Yep! Nothing says ‘you’re not our slaves’ like a surprise gift!”

“A small gift, Master Tethras?”

“Heh! This isn’t even enough to cover what we do.” The dwarf scratched his jaw. “Eh. From what I heard, none of the advisors are getting paid, either…”

Adan emerged from his cottage just then. “Did you know about this?!” He raised a small piece of paper, identical to the one Solas received. “It says to pick up my honorarium from—but—did you get one like this?!”

It seemed Adan was not ever going to believe the note until he had personally seen the quartermaster. He looked close to tears. Solas and Varric exchanged glances before the dwarf approached the apothecary. “Come on, Potions, let’s get your money.”

“I’m a volunteer—I mean, I serve the Chantry!” he said before realization hit him. “I’ve never been paid before…”

“I never would’ve guessed, Potions. But you deserve it.”

“You don’t understand, I don’t—I mean—they give me everything. I’ve never—I mean I can count money but—”

“Heck, don’t expect a lot, kid! They’re not gonna make you a rich man!”

“—orphanage to the Chantry, and I’ve never—”

They waited but it seemed Adan broke before he could complete the thought.

Varric patted the man’s back. “Welcome to the world outside the Chantry, Potions,” he said and ushered the still-stricken Adan to the path leading to the quartermaster.

Minutes later, Varric spilled the coins on his open palm and chuckled. “Cute,” he said, then put them back inside the pouch again. “Anyway…drinks at the tavern?”

Adan looked happy just feeling the weight of his coin bag. “I can buy a bigger scale! Or—Varric, do you think the Seeker would let me buy saltpeter?”

“That money’s for your personal use, Potions—you shouldn’t buy supplies for work!”

Solas tied back the strings of his coin bag; like Adan, he had no frame of reference. He was used to bartering, which must be challenging for the quicklings without the aid of Spirits of Need and the ever-wandering wisps that collect and trade things.

“What are you spending on, Chuckles?”

He thought about it but there was nothing he needed that his agents couldn’t get him. “Nothing…at the moment.”

“Good. Save it. Or better yet, invest it.”

He already knew the dwarf had money and influence—more than enough, in fact, to make his stay in Haven more comfortable than any other volunteer. He got Inquisition servants to help him out on the side with minor conveniences, which the servants are very happy to help with. Like getting his friends listed higher in the priority at the communal baths. Or getting Solas additional gear, like the new legwraps that the quartermaster placed on top of his standard supplies. 

Solas checked the list the quartermaster had posted on the table. He received a blanket, a bedroll, a waterskin, a map of the Hinterlands, a healing kit with the dry poultices and bandages that he and Adan had prepared with the help of Tranquil assistants, and dry food rations. Under equipment, they listed a mage robe, leather boots, and two pairs of socks.

So why the legwraps?

[More on the legwraps/the actual gift in BtDC Chapter 11: "A Small Gift".]

I want sad pathetic Solas and The Lost Elf drowning me in sadness

BUT

I also like Solas in unfamiliar situations like the Inqusition giving him his first EVER wages and him going “hmm…” because he doesnt know what to spend it on because if he needs something he has agents who can get him things but also he’s disguised as a poor apostate who probably spends all his money on basic necessities but he doesnt wanna spend it that way because the Inquisition is already giving him free board and lodging.

[blizzardfluffykpop]

why the fuck do i miss pigeons

[thethingything]

I need to call our dentist today because we're back to pretty much unmanageable levels of pain, but also our gums are swollen and that side of our face is hot to the touch and our mouth keeps tasting really bad so clearly there's something very wrong

[smol-tired-binch-blog]

hate how im now at a point where im legit like kicking my legs and grinning like an idiot over fictional characters SEND HELP

[longagoitwastuesday]

I know Mai is sort of like the typical "kind of a bitch" female character that often has a lot of sexist tropes playing around, but for some reason... I actually like her?

[orcelito]

Ykno the common critique I've seen around is that trimax fights r hard to follow & such. And I've always had the kind of thought of like "I mean sometimes it can be confusing, but if u stop to study it it's really not that bad"

Having a fight analysis post kinda blow up tho I'm seeing ppl comment over and over in the tags about how hard it is to keep up with the fights... and I'm just like. Is it really that confusing? Like genuinely. I thought it was one of those overblown fan critiques but it seems like a Lot of people agree with it.