#wicked lettuce

[clownsuu]

Art block fucking sucks so

Poppet got pastries for the gamers :]

Hope you feel better my gamer🏵️🥄🥄

aWEE look at thembs ;;;

[heretherebewolves]

I'm out of tags so let me just

@unfortunatebeetleandfriends

Prettyshipboy❤️ Bug❤️

yes girl you are so [if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more] [hands are unbearably beautiful] [i'll take care of you it's rotten work not to me not if it's you] [if you are intolerable let me be the one to tolerate you] [i could recognise him by touch alone] [i love you i want us both to eat well] [on purpose i love you on purpose] [whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same] [i am half agony half hope] [you have bewitched me body and soul and i love love love you] [he is half of my soul as the poets say] [i'm sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for but i'm so lonely] [i love you most ardently] [let me stay tender hearted despite despite despite] [someone has to leave first this is a very old story there is no other version of this story] [mostly i want to be kind] [tell me how all this and love too will ruin us] [you said i killed you haunt me then] [someone somewhere can you understand me a little love me a little] [i will love you as misfortune loves orphans as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong] [sorry about the blood in your mouth i wish it was mine] [who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me] can we kiss now

[maggiemaylives]

Smoking on the front porch for the first time in a very long time. It's quite nice to be baked like a biscuit and surrounded completely by the woods.

[hey-august]

Close your eyes, just settle, settle

Word count: ~1.4k Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, buggy x GN!reader, no use of Y/N, partaking in the devil's lettuce 🍃, masturbation while fantasizing about sex, assumed unrequired infatuation, smidge of edging/delayed orgasm, lil bit of angst and shame at the end. Apparently I have a thing for lonely perv buggy whoops

Title from "A Decade Under the Influence" by Taking Back Sunday

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Moonbeams seep into the room. Slow and lazy, easily caught in the swirling heady smoke. A lighter clicks. A deep inhale followed by a slow exhale, nearly a sigh, adds to the drifting currents. Buggy sinks into his pillows, the softness tricking his body into thinking it might fall straight through. 

While the pirate prefers copious amounts of alcohol as his main vice, some nights he’ll indulge in a different session. A sticky feeling on his fingertips, the taste of fire and ash, a deeply earthy smell that’s pleasantly unpleasant. It doesn’t take long for the smoke to blur the edges of his mind and stretch it out like loose cotton. The fiber seems to extend throughout his body, replacing muscle with fluff, and wicking away moisture in his mouth. 

His body moves to meet the craving while the thoughts are still traversing the maze in his head. He pauses for a moment, holding the glass of water, and waits for the next step to reveal itself. Drink. Of course. He gulps down the refreshing liquid. Quickly, greedily.

Coolness rushes in his body, a tide of crisp hydration. Rivulets escape the corners of his mouth, coursing down his chin and neck, before stopping among the blue curls on his chest. Buggy sets down the glass and returns to the nest of pillows, feeling at home with the cushioning.

The water on his body is cold. Then warm. It feels good. His body reacts with goosebumps. His nipples harden. Now that’s all he can think about - two points of tension sending electricity through his soft, fluid body. Buggy closes his eyes and follows the trail, visiting the body parts as they light up. His biceps and shoulders. Fingertips. Ribcage and stomach. Skin held under the tight waistband of his underwear. Thighs under the fabric. Everything that’s encased in the only clothing he has on. 

The signal concentrates in one spot and Buggy’s not sure if he willed that to happen. But it does. He feels the swelling. Movement. Growth. Pulses that flash thoughts in his head. Thoughts of you. It always happens - there’s a connection that Buggy can’t break. The bobbing of his dick easily catches the teasing images swimming through his imagination.

Buggy’s body is heavy. He tries to ignore himself, despite his cock crying for attention. Precum is already seeping into his underwear and smears with each throb. Fuck, it feels good. He still tries to ignore it, though. The fabric dances against the underside of his sensitive head. Buggy bites his lip and indulges for a moment, letting the tension move his erection. Feeling it fight against the fabric before falling with a sticky sound on his pelvis. A sound that he desperately wants to recreate with you. Rubbing and hitting his dripping tip against your flushed cheeks. Across your kiss-bruised lips. On your thighs. 

Body moving faster than his mind once again, Buggy slips a hand - just a hand - under the waistband and drags it along his swollen cock. It’s hot and needy beneath his touch. Moving his hand lower, the pirate cups his heavy balls. Still soft and pliable, they fill his grasp and flow with a gentle massage.

His mind was too focused on touch and forgot to remind the pirate to breathe. Really breathe. A lungful of oxygen reignites the herby air in his body, somehow adding to the haze in his head, rather than clearing it out. Feeling his control fraying, Buggy releases the anchor and floats in the body high. He pulls off his underwear and lets his body meld into the soft sheets and pillows, becoming a part of the environment.

Buggy closes his eyes and looks for you. He’s seen your face flushed from exertion, so it’s easy to reframe the scene and imagine you looking down at him like that. Your sparkling eyes glazing over with lust, redness spreading from your cheeks to your ears, tongue darting out to lick your delicious lips. He thumbs the tip of his cock, swirling the viscous precum around his head in anticipation of the vision of you lowering yourself down.

Frowning in concentration, he thinks about how you’d gasp feeling his flared head enter your body. The way you’d sink down slowly, giving your body time to adjust and to memorize the feel of his member. Buggy drags a loose grasp along his cock, imagining it dragging along your insides. Releasing a shaky breath, he tightens his grip. It’s nothing like how your heat would feel, but it helps him fantasize.

He squeezes down to the base, wanting to be fully sheathed in your body. His cock twitches within the imposed prison, a sensation that would probably have you whine in response. Seeking more, you’d rock your hips and grind. Buggy can’t replicate that, so he adds to the scene instead. Your hands on his chest, holding yourself up. His touch would run up your thighs and to your rolling hips, before reaching around to your ass. He’d grope and squeeze, pulling your asscheeks apart so he feels deeper. So you feel fuller. So full that you have to let out the moans and whimpers you had been holding in.

Buggy fists himself faster. His balls start to tighten and he feels the thread in his body grow taut. You’re amazing. Lovely. You’d feel so good. His foggy head can only focus on directing the manifestation, not on an accompanying script. The words he’d want to say simply come out. Not for him to hear, but to taste. To feel in his mouth, just as he feels you riding him.

“F-fuck, you’re taking it so well. You’re taking me so well.” “You make me feel good, baby.” “I can feel you twitching on m-my cock.” “Tell me how full you feel.” “Fuck, harder p-please.” “Yeah, just like that. Keep going, gonna cum.” “N-no, stop teasing. P-put it back in. Please, please…”

Despite his looming climax, Buggy pulls back and whimpers between gasping breaths. He maintains a hold at the head of his distressed cock. How sinful you’d look like that, with just the tip of his dick stretching you out. Bucking against his hold, Buggy can see how you’d tremble from thrusts that don’t bottom, from a teasing touch that would break you when you give in. And you would. You’d fall to his sweet words and promises.

“I’ll make you feel so good. Don’t you want to cum on my cock?” “Please, I w-want to feel you. I need to feel you squeeze me.” “S’like my dick was made for you.” “Fuck, l-let me put it in, please. Wanna be deep in you.”

He’d wait until you let him. His toes would curl. His breath would hitch. He’d bite his lips. He’d beg. And when you do let him fully thrust into you, you’d fall apart. 

Buggy fucks his fist without abandon, through the climax that would have you shaking on top of his body, crying out for the pleasure overwhelming you. Imaginary pleasure that snaps his own thread, the tension exploding from his cock and all over his hand and stomach. There’s a lot. You’d feel it fill your insides and some would escape with each thrust. Buggy groans as he milks every drop, imagining the pearls that would escape when you pull yourself off of him. As much as he wants you to stay, the vision drifts away until it’s lost in the empty swirling air.

The hot ecstasy in his body also starts to dissipate, leaving behind an uncomfortable emptiness. Buggy uses his discarded underwear to clean up. The still-warm jizz leaves a chill slick as the fabric struggles to soak the sticky liquid. Swallowing his disgust, Buggy scrapes the cloth against himself hard, scrubbing the unwelcome remnants. It’s still not the best cleaning job. He still feels dirty. Scummy, both inside and out.

Buggy drops the soiled clothing onto the floor and reaches towards the side table so he can burn the guilt into ash. Smoke fills his lungs, but not the aching void in his chest. Falling back with a sigh, Buggy tries to replace the hole with promises that are just as empty. Plans to talk to you. To tell you how he feels. To face fear, rather than drown in remorse. Anything to chase away the loneliness he’s surrounded himself with.

Ignoring the sting pricking the corners of his dry eyes, Buggy lets his mind follow the hope until it flies too high and he falls back to sleep.

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A/N: Gonna keep sharing the lines that I particularly like. This time it's "The words he’d want to say simply come out. Not for him to hear, but to taste. To feel in his mouth, just as he feels you riding him."

[monimccoythings]

Classy Turtle

Okay, here’s part 2. Second parts were never good but I was dying to make this one. Just the mental image of it. Been watching the critics reviews of this glorious movie and every single one I’ve read are just terrible reviews of movies the audience absolutely adored (it’s the freaking Super Mario Movie, it doesn’t have to be the new Godfather) And those people who want to cancel Bowser, the villain of the Mario saga, for acting like a villain and singing a villain song that slaps? Are they okay? Don’t they get the basic concepts of villainy?

Previous Parts: 1

Next Parts: 3,4,5

tags: @loveforfandomsstuff​ @harpy-space​

You kept coming back to the palace to visit whenever you had the time. You really enjoyed spending time with your new friends and learning more about the Mushroom Kingdom. It’s like everyday there was some new adventure!

You also met the famous fearless Toad who had accompanied Peach and Mario throughout their dangerous journey to the Kong Kingdom and were lucky enough to eat one of his even more famous meals. You weren’t sure you had tasted something so divine in your entire life, goddamn it, Toad, drop the secret recipe book.

But if there was also a not entirely malicious ulterior motive for your visits, it would probably be your endearing wittle piano playing turtle that on his free time commited war crimes. It’s not like you were obsessed (liar), you just found yourself completely enamoured by the concept of some tiny musical tot that spoke highly of himself in a high pitched voice.

You were no fool. You knew he was dangerous and that given the chance, he would commit all those atrocities again. But he was SO LITTLE AND CUTE NOW. You just have to be careful with your gushing. The least you wanted is to cause the literal Third World War over a turtle.

It became an habit of yours to bring some gifts for everyone of your friends whenever you came to visit, and that included him, be it a tiny chair from an old house, a Ken doll, that always ended with his head chewed off, some lettuce (or whatever this turtle ate)...

Presenting him your offerings always was a tricky task. Peach and the bros had kindly drawn a perimeter around his cage that was called the “no-no zone”. Anyone that dared to cross that line, would meet their untimely end at the hands of a flame with the burning power of some kid using an aerosol flamethrower. Maybe it was a bit dramatic but he nearly burnt part of your hair last time so better not risk it, as he was an amgery firey boi. Unfortunately for him, you had put your wicked mind to use and had developed a system that didn’t put your hair or any part of your body in danger of suffering third degree burns. You called it “The Salad Tongs Solution”.

You had decided to use them instead of sticking to the classic put them in while he sleeps. Next time you tried to put a blankie over him when he slept he got scared so badly he went inside his shell and started spinning against the walls of the cages like some deadly top toy. Never again. Poor baby needed his beauty sleep.

So today, you were bringing in a special gift. After some rumaging through your old toys, you found some old tuxedo from one onf your dolls, you didn’t remember which one. But hey, maybe he would like this one?

Welp, he didn’t. As much as Mario would have loved to see him in it, nope, this turtle had expensive tastes and apparently this old tuxedo wasn’t up to his standards. Awww, classy turtle. The high pitched voice just made his rant look like an angry smurf that swore like a sailor. It was so adorable, you were not even bothered he didn’t like it. “It’s okay sweet baby!” You cooed to him. 

Bowser was bewildered at your audacity, your nerve! How dare you not praise him like the feared warlord he is! This will not stand! He will get out, and when he gets out the world shall get a taste of his revenge! You will bow to him in reverence! You will- oh, there you go again, looking at him with that dopey smile and those adoring eyes. Disgusting. Embarrassing. He is NOT a cutie patootie, thank you very much. He is KING OF THE KOOPAS, the strongest and baddest there is! That’s why you should look at him adoringly! Not because he is burger shaped!

A couple of days later Luigi sent a message with a photo attached to the groupchat. Opening it was the best decision in your life: there he was, your little buddy dressed in the tuxedo with the most disgruntled face he could make and being held with the salad tongs. A warm feeling spread through your chest, and for the rest of the day a huge smile was plastered on your face. He was such a dapper little gentleman.

[dreamsofg0ld]

The Beatrice Letters (LS to BB #5)

How I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way

Dusk My dearest darling,

…Always. Continuously. With increasing apprehension, and decreasing hope.

I will love you with no regard to the actions of our enemies or the jealousies of actors. I will love you with no regard to the outrage of certain parents or the boredom of certain friends. I will love you no matter what is served in the world’s cafeterias or what game is played at each and every recess. I will love you no matter how many fire drills we are all forced to endure, and no matter what is drawn upon the blackboard in a blurring, boring chalk. I will love you no matter how many mistakes I make when trying to reduce fractions, and no matter how difficult it is to memorize the periodic table. I will love you no matter what your locker combination was, or how you decided to spend your time during study hall. I will love you no matter how your soccer team performed in the tournament or how many stains I received on my cheerleading uniform. I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.

I will love you if you cut your hair and I will love you if you cut the hair of others. I will love you if you abandon your baticeering, and I will love you if you retire from the theater to take up some other, less dangerous occupation. I will love you if you drop your raincoat on the floor instead of hanging it up and I will love you if you betray your father. I will love you even if you announce that the poetry of Edgar Guest is the best in the world and even if you announce that the work of Zilpha Keatley Snyder is unbearably tedious. I will love you if you abandon the theremin and take up the harmonica and I will love you if you donate your marmosets to the zoo and your tree frogs to M.

I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them. I will love you as the pesto loves the fetuccini and as the horseradish loves the miyagi, as the tempura loves the ikura and the pepperoni loves the pizza. I will love you as the manatee loves the head of lettuce and as the dark spot loves the leopard, as the leech loves the ankle of a wader and as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness in the napkin, and the squinting eye of the reader loves the smudged print of the document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written. I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a child loves to overhear the conversations of its parents, and the parents love the sound of their own arguing voices, and as the pen loves to write down the words these voices utter in a notebook for safekeeping.

I will love you as a shingle loves falling off a house on a windy day and striking a grumpy person across the chin, and as an oven loves malfunctioning in the middle of roasting a turkey. I will love you as an airplane loves to fall from a clear blue sky and as an escalator loves to entangle expensive scarves in its mechanisms. I will love you as a wet paper towel loves to be crumpled into a ball and thrown at a bathroom ceiling and an eraser loves to leave dust in the hairdos of the people who talk too much. I will love you as a cufflink loves to drop from its shirt and explore the party for itself and as a pair of white gloves loves to slip delicately into the punchbowl.

I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and I will love you as the banana peel loves the shoe of a man who was just struck by a shingle falling off a house. I will love you as a volunteer fire department loves rushing into burning buildings and as burning buildings love to chase them back out, and as a parachute loves to leave a blimp and as a blimp operator loves to chase after it. I will love you as a dagger loves a certain person’s back, and as a certain person loves to wear daggerproof tunics, and as a daggerproof tunic loves to go to a certain dry cleaning facility, and how a certain employee of a dry cleaning facility loves to stay up late with a pair of binoculars, watching a dagger factory for hours in the hopes of catching a burglar, and as a burglar loves sneaking up behind people with binoculars, suddenly realizing that she has left her dagger at home.

I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled.

I will love you until every fire is extinguished and until every home is rebuilt form the handsomest and most susceptible of woods, and until every criminal is handcuffed by the laziest of policemen. I will love you until M. hates snakes and J. hates grammar, and I will love you until C. realizes S. is not worthy of his love and N. realizes he is not worthy of the V. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple, and until the apple hates a tree and the tree hates a nest, and until a bird hates a tree and an apple hates a nest, although honestly I cannot imagine that last occurrence no matter how hard I try.

I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from skim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog.

I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don’t see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and no matter how I am discovered after what happens to me happens to me as I am discovering this.

I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else — your co-star, perhaps, or Y., or even O., or anyone Z. through A., even R. — although sadly I believe it will be quite some time before two women can be allowed to marry — and I will love you if you have a child, and I will love you if you have two children, or three children, or even more, although I personally think three is plenty, and I will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned.

That, Beatrice, is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.

…I miss you. Who knows when I will see you?

[nobodylikety]

Puppy dinner 🦴

I've been thinking about puppy! yujin having the palate of a 5 year old,,, cause' she's super picky though in short, for Yuj veggies are meanie, and puppy snacks are goodie 🥺 sooo here some more thoughts on puppy yuj before I go on with the rest of hybrid! IVE, and the fics I have yet to write, so hope you enjoy it 🩷

tags: puppy! yujin x fem! reader, fluff, hybrid AU.

Yujin is sitting at the dining table, wearing one of your baggy hoodies. Her tail wags gently, expectantly, finally picking up speed as soon as you place the dinner in front of her, served on a deep plate. Yujin rises slightly from her seat to see what she'll be eating that night.

Broccoli, she thinks with a pout as she lowers her ears, a gesture that quickly transforms into an adorable grimace of distaste as she sees the contents of the plate. She barks in a whiny tone, making puppy eyes. 

Yujin doesn't particularly like vegetables (she prefers puppy treats, especially cookies, a thousand times over, or a nice little piece of roast beef), although she is able to tolerate some like lettuce and peas, but broccoli... she can't tolerate it. She hates it, even considers it her worst enemy.

"Come on, puppy, it's time for dinner," you say in a honeyed, almost motherly tone as you take a seat across from her. Yujin is grouchy in her own cute way; scowling, ears flat and barking plaintively. But you ignore her gestures, because it's a tantrum like any other.

Using your fork, you take a piece of broccoli, and bring it up to Yujin's mouth. "Come on, Yujinnie. You have to eat."

Yujin shakes her head, pursing her lips now, refusing to open her mouth. No way in hell is she going to eat that wicked broccoli. You are aware of the puppy's attitude, so you decide to take another approach and start feeding her the other vegetables on the plate, to make it easier.

The broccoli will come later, for last.

So for a while, Yujin eats the peas one by one, followed by the lettuce and carrots. You smile in amusement, because your puppy is such a good girl (when she's not upset about eating broccoli, of course), and in a matter of a few minutes she finishes her vegetables almost completely. All that's left in the bowl are the little pieces of broccoli, waiting to be eaten by the adorable hybrid.

"Can I get off? I've finished my dinner, owner," asks Yujin in a soft, affectionate tone. You know she's using her secret weapon, tenderness, to distract you and make you forget about the broccoli. But you're not going to let her beat you so easily. 

"Baby," you just have to utter that word, in a firm tone, to get her attention. Yujin turns, and suspects she's been spotted, but her adorable facial expression doesn't change, so as not to give herself away, and she prefers to continue her mischievous little lie.

"Yes, owner?"

"Aren't you forgetting something?" you raise an eyebrow, looking directly at her. Then your eyes briefly glance at the bowl, as if to say ‘eh, you're forgetting that,’ but Yujin doesn't take any notice. She's still adorable, making an innocent face, as if she doesn't understand what you mean.

"I don't think so, owner," Yujin replies, her tone sincere. For a moment, as you look at her, you get the slight impression that she's going to start giggling, which will give her away for good. But Yujin is determined to see this lie through to the end, because she's not going to give in and agree to eat that awful broccoli. Never.

"Pup, you and I both know you're missing something. It starts with B, and ends in Broccoli" you take your fork and prick a piece of the said vegetable, showing it to her and waving it slowly in front of her eyes.

And Yujin can't pretend any longer, and ends up giving herself away when she starts her tantrums and pouting. It's a sequence of puffing her lips and pouting, wagging her tail and twitching her ears, and finally just making little whiny noises. You find it all genuinely adorable, and though you smile inwardly, you can't change your position, as you must remain steady, so that Yujin can eat her vegetables.

"Come on, angel, you must eat the broccoli. You know the doctor said you should eat more vegetables, because of your puppy diet," you put the broccoli back in her mouth, and she again refuses to eat it, pursing her lips.

That's when you start to despair, because Yujin's doctor told you that you can't keep letting her eat so many puppy treats, as her hybrid organism is different from that of a human, and in the long run it will affect her health. And you, who don't want to see your little angel like that, feeling sickly, is the reason why you try so hard to make her eat. 

But now you're worried that you don't have a plan B, while on the other side of the table Yujin just throws a tantrum, until a miraculous idea practically springs to life.

Out of the panic of the moment, it hadn't occurred to you.

"Okay, fine, pup. Let's make a deal."

Hearing that, and seeing you put down your fork and no longer try to give her the alien broccoli, Yujin relaxes. She doesn't let her guard down completely, though, and remains vigilant in case you try again.

"Yuj listen, owner."

"Look, baby, for every broccoli you eat, I'll reward you with kisses or stuffed animals, whatever you decide." Yujin knows you can't reward her with doggy cookies for some time, at her doctor's request. And Yujin is a good girl at least most of the time, so she has to listen to the doctor, so she doesn't insist. "Do you agree...?"

You're practically praying for your hybrid puppy to accept, as that's your ultimate plan. You have no choice (or you do, but that one ends with you throwing the broccoli in the trash, and you hate to throw away perfectly good food).

"Yuj doesn't like alien broccoli..." the hybrid begins to speak as a blush take over her cheeks, calmly wagging her tail. She looks shy and adorable, which is the side you like best. "But the doctor says Yuj should eat more vegetables and less puppy cookies. And Yuj is a good girl, and as a good girl I must listen to Miss Doctor."

Relieved, you sigh and sketch a smile, calm at last. It is then that, after pouting and protesting, Yujin agrees to eat the broccoli, slowly and with a few whiny noises, but she does.

"That's it, puppy, you're so good, my love. You deserve all the stars as a reward." You love praising her (you have been doing it since the first day you met her), and you know it's well received, as the puppy hybrid becomes into a cute, giggly, cuddly little pup, her cheeks flushing and her tail wagging restlessly.

And that's the kind of thing that makes your heart race, thudding against your ribs, because you love Yujin, you love your puppy even with her sulks, tantrums and refusals to eat vegetables. 

Because at the end of the day, despite everything, you love Yujin with every part of your being.

[lackadaisy-headcanon-supply-unit]

what do you think the cat's favorite foods are, obviously excluding rocky and his syrup drowned pancakes?

I don't speak for all the mods, but for me personally...

Ivy has a hankering for sandwiches with lettuce in them. She likes the cronch. (She also used to chew on chicken bones when she was really young (for the same reason), which drove her parents mad.) She's also a really big fan of BLT sandwiches--bonus points if the bacon is really well done and brittle. MORE cronch!

Freckle's got a major sweet tooth, especially for strawberry ice cream. He doesn't react to sweet things as strongly as Rocky reacts to syrup, but he can get sugar highs fairly easily.

Zib just likes food. If it's edible he'll eat it. (He does have a preference for coffee cake, however.)

Wick, surprisingly, doesn't like rock candy. His weak spots are wine gummies and omelets (with or without generous amounts of whiskey in them).

Mordecai, like Zib, doesn't have an outward favourite; yet if he had a choice between breakfast options he'd go for french toast without fail. French toast + morning tea = happy Morde.

(Mordecai also likes ginger tea, yet he tends to avoid it in present days since it holds a stinging reminder of his mother.)

Viktor is a vegetarian. He will eat meat, but he won't be happy about it. (His favourite dish is Caesar salad.)

Mitzi likes eggnog with nutmeg and a pinch of whiskey in it.

The Savoys are ridiculously picky eaters after having to go several days (or even weeks) having to eat whatever they could get their hands on. Nico will only eat deer unless he really has to "look polite", Serafine rejects anything that doesn't have Winchester Sauce on it. If they don't have a choice, they leave. Simple as that.

[green-guy-showdown]

Who is the greenest guy?

Official Bracket! (posting polls soon)

i split it into two cause there were so many characters but we’ll just pretend they’re in the same one but wave 1 and 2.

full list:

wave 1:

1. The Green Giant (Vegetables) vs Larry the Cucumber (Veggietales)

2. Tsuyu Asui/Froppy (BNHA) vs Sergeant Frog (Sergeant Frog/Keroro Gunso)

3. Rex (Toy Story) vs Yee Dinosaur (yee)

4. Audrey II (Little Shop of Horrors) vs Poison Ivy (DC)

5. CATS (Zero Wing) vs Nepeta Leijon (Homestuck)

6. Shego (Kim Possible) vs Fjord Stone (Critical Role)

7. GIR (Invader Zim) vs Green Cat (Tumblr)

8. Venus McFlytrap (Monster High) vs Bulbasaur (Pokémon)

9. Duo (Duolingo) vs Midori (Your Turn to Die)

10. Green Crewmate (Among Us) vs Dipsy (Teletubbies)

11. Peter Pan (Peter Pan) vs Link (Legend of Zelda)

12. Clover Cookie (Cookie Run) vs Ralsei (Deltarune)

13. Peridot (Steven Universe) vs Riz Gukgak (Dimension 20)

14. The Riddler (DC) vs The Onceler (The Lorax)

15. Toph Beifong (Avatar: TLAB) vs Lloyd Garmadon (Ninjago)

16. Tinker Bell (Peter Pan + More) vs Lucky the Leprechaun

Wave 2

1. Foo Fighters (JJBA) vs Flayn (Fire Emblem)

2. Lettuce (Tokyo Mew Mew) vs Sailor Neptune (Sailor Moon)

3. Scourge the Hedgehog (Sonic) vs Duck (DHMIS)

4. Gumi (Vocaloid) vs Murdoc (Gorillaz)

5. Izuku Midoriya/Deku (BNHA) vs Gon Freeccs (Hunter x Hunter)

6. Shrek (Shrek) vs The Grinch (How the Grinch Stole Christmas)

7. Shaggy (Scooby Doo) vs Bruno (Encanto)

8. Pidge (Voltron) vs Cringer (He-man)

9. Snufkin (Moomin) vs Mike Wazowski (Monsters Inc.)

10. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (yea) vs Vector the Crocodile (Sonic)

11. Ashton Greymoore (Critical Role) vs Zoro (One Piece)

12. Oscar the Grouch (Sesame Street) vs Elphaba (Wicked)

13. Yoda (Star Wars) vs Luigi (Super Mario)

14. D’Vana Tendi (Star Trek: Below Decks) vs Venti (Genshin Impact)

15. Yoshi (Super Mario) vs Tiana and Naveen (Princess and the Frog)

16. Creeper (Minecraft) vs Test Tube (Inanimate Insanity)

[malusienki]

“I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them. I will love you as the pesto loves the fettuccini and ats the horseradish loves the miyagi, and the pepperoni loves the pizza. I will love you as the manatee loves the head of lettuce and as the dark spot loves the leopard, as the leech loves the ankle of a wader and as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness of the napkin, and the squinting eye of the reader loves the smudged document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written.

I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp… I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguished and rebuilt from the handsomest and most susceptible of woods. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close…

I will love you until your face is fogged by distant memory. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else--and i will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all. That is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.”

— lemony snicket in the beatrice letters

[spahhzy]

A Bunny, Bike, Widow, and a Deadman. 1(?)

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It's the John Wick parody nobody asked for, but me!

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A video camera fired up revealing a nice large living room and moved forward around a corner as some banging could be heard, followed by an 'ouch'. The camera suddenly caught sight of one tall blonde haired man, with some defined muscle dressed in black shorts and a plain white tee as he had a tool bag around his waist. He was currently putting together a small table.

Jaune: Just a few more hammers annnnnd done!

Jaune set the hammer down and admired his handy work, unaware that a video recorder was catching every moment until he, of course, turned around.

Jaune: Eh!? Trivia, are you recording me!?

A woman with pink and brown hair just silently giggled as she kept video taping a blushing Jaune.

Jaune: Trivia, how much did you see? The blisters on my fingers!? I'm a handyman, I swea-Oof!

Jaune had tripped over the table. A small ow escaped him as Trivia looked like she could burst into tears from laughing.

Jaune whined but had a silly smile on his face before he just wrapped his arms around her pulling her into bed amidst the fall he grabbed her scroll and smirked as he flipped the camera around this time to take a photo of both of them. Trivia, her head nestled into the crook of Jaune's neck with Jaune head rested onto of hers.

Happiness radiating from both their eyes. A click was heard from her scroll as the little photo was taken.

Warmth filled Trivia as she looked up into her husband eyes, feeling very tired but happy. Nonetheless.

-

Trivia blinked from inside her helmet as she looked up to see a 'Gas station next left'. She checked her left side rear mirror before taking the next exit off the freeway, as her hair fluttered wildly behind her as the motorcycle exhaust echoed off the city walls.

She pulled into the gas station, parking at a pump before killing the engine and finally taking off her helmet.

Her pink and brown eyes adjusting back to the light before she sat her helmet back on the handlebars.

She admired the motorcycle, a nice bike that her husband had gotten for her and on occasions Jaune would bring out his bike and they would ride together down the riding twists and turns that Vales backroads and outskirts had to offer but often then not, she would ride shot gun if she was nit feeling up to driving, still she admired and loved her bike dearly non-the less because it was from the man who was her world and also thanks to clear recommendation from one Yang Xiao Long. She has a taste for motorcycles she did.

She thought it hilarious, that she ,a city girl, wouldn't like anything like this... but boy, did Jaune prove her wrong. He was right when he said it was almost the 'free' someone can be.

She casted her eyes onto the floor as she suddenly felt a crushing sadness begin to eat at her.

Numbly she took off her riding gloves and thumbed the wedding ring tenderly.

While she was feeling sad, something was inside her backpack, that she had carried with her on the ride, wiggling around before a set of tall ears popped out, and suddenly, a rabbit head sprang out of the pink backpack.

It shook its head softly, floopy ears hitting the back of Trivia's head, causing her to turn around and look at her bunny.

The sadness vanished a little bit as she looked at the last gift Jaune had given her before he passed.

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'I know the pain will be great...and that i will leave a hole but please take this last gift from me to help comfrot you. Her name is Juniper, please take care of her as I know she will take care of you'

-

Reaching behind her Trivia gently petted the bunny's head to which the small white rabbit leaned into the hand and after a few seconds she, with Juniper In the bag, walked inside to put some gas.

-

Coming out of the gas station with a small bag containing water, lettuce, and small baby carrots. She took off her backpack and placed it on the back seat, opening it up a smidge to give Juniper a little more room. The little rabbit looked up at her as Trivia just smiled softly as she reached in and grabbed some lettuce into her hand before guiding it over to the hungry rabbit who had stars in her eyes and chomped away at the green.

At the same time, Trivia had begun to pump gas into her bike, and both enjoyed a brief moment of silence.

Or they would have if a large HUV, blasting loud music, didn't pull into the gas station. It pulled into a pump directly across from Trivia as four young men jumped out.

Sky: I'm gonna go pay for the gas. Does anyone want anything before we hit up the strip club?

Russel: Nothin from me.

Dove: Same.

Cardin: Will one of you get out and go pump gas!

Dove gout out laughing, while Cardin got out, too, finding it a good time to smoke before the night began. Lighting up his cigarette, he took notice of a woman with pink and brown hair feeding her rabbit while sitting on a very nice-looking bike.

Clicking his hair back, he had a very staunce collection of bikes sitting home in one of his MANY garages, but that one in particular? He must have it.

Cardin: Nice Bike!

The woman stopped feeding the rabbit and looked at him before nodding and turning her attention back to the gas pump.

Cardin: Marauder! 70?

The girl just turned her head to him and shook it before fishing out a scroll and typing the words 69 before showing it too him.

Cardin: Oh, even rarer... I asked one of my 'friends' she had one just like this but would never sell it to me...

The woman shrugged as she finished pumping the gas as the bunny sat on the seat, still nibbling away.

Cardin: Alright, how much?

The woman stopped in her tracks and looked at Cardin with an eyebrow raised.

Cardin: Come on, how much for the bike! I'll pay you any amount and a little extra~

A look of disgust flashed briefly across the young woman's face, but she shook her head and flashed her scroll to his face quickly that said.

'Not For Sale'.

She got Juniper back inside her backpack and was about to grab her helmet before a hand stopped her.

Cardin: Aww, look at the cute rabbit.

He roughly pets the bunny's head, who just hides inside the backpack, then he turns his gaze back to the woman speaking in Atleasian foreign tongue.

Cardin: 'Everybody's gotta price, bitch'

Trivia could only just look at the man unimpressed but not before typing into her scroll and showing it to him.

'Not this bitch'

Cardin's eyes widened as he stepped back, allowing Trivia to finally grab her helmet. Cardin looked like he was about to escalate things before Russell stepped in with a look that said 'back off'. He looked back at Trivia and nodded.

Russel: You have a good day ma'am.

Trivia nodded slightly before firing up her bike, putting on her helmet and setting off back home.

Cardin just watched as bad thoughts enveloped his head.

Not for sale huh?

Then he'll just have to acquire it the old-fashioned Winchester way.

That fucking weirdo-nobody bunny lady will regret saying 'no' to Cardin Winchester!

[endeenderman]

I Ended Up Visiting A Restaurant Which I Believe Would Be The Perfect Place For An ObeyMe! Collab! 😍

So I ended up driving past this place called Burgertory, I immediately loved the word play and the whole video so I checked it out and omg! It's so beautiful! 😍 personally I believe that it's definitely a place you will find in the Devildom so let me take you around. Now I'm not sure whether Burgertory is a thing outside of Australia but you can always Google it and see if there's one in your country.

So lets take a look at the menu 🥰

You see what I mean!?! The have a burger each based on the 7 deadly sins!!! It's so perfect! 😍 Ahem...let's move on~

(quick disclaimer, all burger images excluding the Envy one are not mine they are from their Instagram page because I could not buy and eat 7 different burgers...they would go to waste...)

First off! The Pride Burger! Pride consists off a premium beef patty, American cheese, pride relish, Purity mayo, mustard, lettuce, tomato, onion, pickles, in a milk bun.

Second! We got The Greed Burger! Greed consists off a fried chicken patty dipped in Carolina Reaper sauce, American slaw, purity mayo, in a charcoal infused bun.

Third! We have The Envy Burger! which is the one I actually got, it consists off a plant-based patty, vegan cheese, lettuce, tomato, onion, pickles, envy mayo, pride relish, mustard, in a green bun. So it's vegan if you didn't make sense of that already, personally I really don't like the taste of a plant burger patty so I asked if they could do chicken for me instead and the employee was so kind to do so for me 🥰 (I needed to get Envy! For my darling Leviathan 😍).

Fourth! We got The Wrath Burger! This this is spicy as hell apparently 😂, it consists off a premium beef patty, Mac n Cheese patty, bacon, American cheese, Jalapenos, tomato, red onion, wicked hot sauce & sinner sauce, in a charcoal infused bun.

Fifth on the list! The Lust Burger! Lust has to be my second favourite and I will definitely try it next time, it consists off a Southern fried chicken, American slaw, pickles, purity mayo, in a milk bun.

Sixth! We got The Gluttony Burger! Holy Shoulder's Of Simeon that thing looks crazy 😱, it consists off a Southern fried chicken, premium beef patty, American cheese, caramelised onion, lettuce, tomato, onion, pickles, purity mayo, in a charcoal infused bun.

Seventh but not least! The Sloth Burger! It consists off 2x premium smashed beef patties, 2x American cheese, Jalapenos, pickles, lettuce, tomato, red onion, Pride relish, mustard, in a milk bun.

They also have special menu items from time to time and one of those was the ✨Juicy Lucifer Burger✨ it's sound funny idk 😂 ✨juicy✨...ahem...it consists off a beef patty, strips of bacon, maple syrup, caramelized onions, American cheese, Sinner sauce in a brioche bun.

And this was the place! If you guys want me to cover the Archangel Burgers as well let me know and I will definitely do that 😊💕

[funnyfooddatabase]

Hard Rock Cafe John Wick: Chapter 4 Burger and Cocktails

Food AND Drink

Type of Funny Food: Tie-In Product

Introduced: March 2023

Location: Hard Rock Cafe

To promote the release of the fourth film in the John Wick franchise, music-themed restaurant chain the Hard Rock Cafe offered a themed burger and two cocktails for a limited time.

The burger- the Wagyu Yaga (a reference to Wick's nickname "Baba Yaga") was a wagyu burger with a sweet and spicy gunpowder seasoning, tomato, lettuce, wasabi cheese sauce, Tonkatsu ketchup, red wine-caramelized onions, and wasabi cheese sauce, all served with fries.

The two drinks were Vengeance on the Rocks (right), a mix of Jack Daniels, passion fruit, lime juice, almond syrup, prosecco, and liqueur cassis, and the No Business-Espresso Martini (left), a mix of Jack Daniels, brown sugar simple syrup, Disarrono amaretto, and fresh espeesso.

The partnership also included a sweepstakes that would allow one lucky winner to dress like John Wick by receiving a custom suit created by the film's costume designer, Paco Delgado, alongside a stay in the Rock Star Suite at the New York Hard Rock Hotel. This sweepstakes was won by Cathi Swett, an attorney and actress from New Jersey.

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Images courtesy of Hard Rock International and the Hard Rock Twitter account.

[greengirlfight]

💚GREEN GIRL BRACKET!💚

Here's the official bracket for the Green Girl Fight! The first round of polls will be posted in 4 parts, and each part will last a week. Round 1 polls will be tagged as #round 1, and I should have the first part up by June 26th! So start getting your propaganda ready!

Full list of names under the cut!

Elphaba/Wicked Witch of the West (Wicked/Wizard of Oz) VS Mossie (Cattails)

Takane Yamashiro (Touhou) VS Nepeta Leijon (Homestuck)

Tree Hugger (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic) VS Rottytops (Shantae)

Collei (Genshin Impact) VS Emira Blight (The Owl House)

Ibara Shiozaki (My Hero Academia) VS Demeter (Lore Olympus)

Lime Cookie (Cookie Run) VS Usura (Princess Tutu)

Nott the Brave (Critical Role) VS FF/Foo Fighters (Jojo's Bizzare Adventure)

Vera Oberlin (Monster Prom) VS Saria (Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time)

Leaf Fairy Aoba (Guardian Tales) VS Kyoshi (Avatar The Last Airbender)

Jade Harley (Homestuck) VS Freya Fatima (Coffee Talk)

Wakasagihime (Touhou) VS Nevanthi (AFK Arena)

Frankie Stein (Monster High) VS Sam (Totally Spies)

Cure Oasis (Tropical Rogue Precure) VS Fauna (Sleeping Beauty)

Green M&M (M&M's Candy) VS Tiki (Fire Emblem)

The Dolorosa (Homestuck) VS Polaris (X-Men)

Mew Lettuce (Tokyo Mew Mew) VS Jessica Cruz (Green Lantern)

Doc Ock (Spiderverse) VS Sandy (TokiDoki: Cactus Friends)

Aisha (Winx Club) VS Fire (DC Comics)

Cure March (Smile Precure) VS Illusen (Neopets)

Lottie Person/Snotgirl (Snotgirl) VS Mashiro Kuna (Bleach)

Rhea (Fire Emblem) VS Ermes (Jojo's Bizzare Adventure)

Number 3/Kuki Sanban (Codename: Kids Next Door) VS Tisiphone (Hades)

Nasmira Satrinava (The Arcana Mystic Romance) VS Mei (Lego Monkie Kid)

Porrim Maryam (Homestuck) VS Tiana (Princess and the Frog)

Sailor Pluto (Sailor Moon) VS Pidge Holt (Voltron Legendary Defender)

Divine Beast of Harvest Mayreel (Guardian Tales) VS Disgust (Inside Out)

Vendetta (Making Friends) VS Scarah Screams (Monster High)

Terrible Tornado (One Punch Man) VS Gwen Mortia (Sleepless Domain)

INFP (MBTI) VS Hera Syndulla (Star Wars Rebels)

Buttercup (Powerpuff Girls) VS Cure Mint (Yes! Precure 5)

Peridot (Steven Universe) VS L'Archel (Fire Emblem)

Granny Smith (My Little Pony) VS Willow Park (The Owl House)

Nowi (Fire Emblem Awakening) VS Tsuyu Asui (My Hero Academia)

Peridot (Cucumber Quest) VS Cheadle Yorkshire (Hunter x Hunter)

Kirika Akatsuki (Symphogear) VS Tinkerbell (Disney Fairies)

Cure Felice (Mahoutsukai Precure) VS Minty (My Little Pony G3)

Amphitrite (Lore Olympus) VS Artemis (Hades)

Gamora (Marvel) VS Shiho Hinomori (Project Sekai: Colorful Stage)

Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty) VS Fearne Callaway (Critical Role)

Candice Catnipp (Bleach) VS Fink (OK KO!)

Miss Edel (Princess Tutu) VS Test Tube (Inanimate Insanity)

Honey Swamp (Monster High) VS Heather Duke (Heathers)

Harpy Gee (Harpy Gee) VS Sanae Kochiya (Touhou)

Jolyne Cujoh (Jojo's Bizzare Adventure) VS Lyn (Fire Emblem)

Sailor Neptune (Sailor Moon) VS Fiona (Shrek)

Marie (Splatoon) VS CC (Code Geass)

Flayn (Fire Emblem) VS Penny Polendina (RWBY)

Setsuna Tokage (My Hero Academia) VS Anode (Transformers IDW)

Sailor Jupiter (Sailor Moon) VS Chie Satonaka (Persona 4)

Rosie Cotton (Lord of the Rings) VS Gumi (Vocaloid)

Eternity Larva (Touhou) VS Mallow (Pokémon)

Gavial (Arknights) VS Nene Kusanagi (Project Sekai: Colorful Stage)

Marcy Wu (Amphibia) VS Marina (Splatoon)

Kaede Kayano (Assassination Classroom) VS Inko Midoriya (My Hero Academia)

Byleth (Fire Emblem Three Houses) VS Toph Beifong (Avatar The Last Airbender)

Te Fiti (Moana) VS Rina Touin (Mermaid Melody Pitchi Pitchi Pitch)

Venus McFlytrap (Monster High) VS Palmon (Digimon Adventure)

Tekno the Canary (Sonic) VS Ceres Fauna (HoloLive)

Cure Milky (Star Twinkle Precure) VS Shego (Kim Possible)

Clara Valac (Welcome to Demon School Iruma-Kun!) VS Dusa (Hades)

Futaba Sakura (Persona 5) VS Poison Ivy (DC Comics)

Kanaya Maryam (Homestuck) VS Rika (Pokémon Scarlet & Violet)

Surge the Tenrec (Sonic) VS She-Hulk (Marvel)

Sothis (Fire Emblem Three Houses) VS Rue (Sleepless Domain)

[zimssecretspy]

𝕄𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕪 𝕄𝕦𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕝 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤!

I adore this team and have so many headcannons so what better to start this blog off than with these guys?

TRIGGERS: Kidnapping, Mental disorders, Mentions of injuries, Mentions of guns

Leatherhead:

-Leatherhead has earned the nickname from Slash as the 'house wife' jokingly. Leatherhead is the main one who cooks, makes sure Pete is kept entertained, makes sure Rockwell takes breaks from his work to eat and drink and sleep, makes sure the whole team keeps up on cleaning the warehouse that is their make-shift lair, he does a lot for the team and they're ever so grateful (even if his dinner recipes are less than favorable, Leatherhead is still learning.) This big reptile is loving, caring, but if you dare fuck with anyone on the team you will be his next chew toy.

-Leatherhead takes daily anxiety medications and sleep medication. Rockwell created him medication to aid in his panic attacks and night terrors. Of course, even with the medication it doesn't go away, and sometimes will go off to Pete's room to sleep. He'd go to Slash but Slash may freak out seeing Leatherhead have a panic attack and may think there's a genuine threat. Rockwell would be the best to go to but he is always in his lab fucking around with dangerous stuff.

-Leatherhead is the most patient with Pete. He'll play with Pete by letting Pete chase his tail, he'll get Pete mirrors, bread, and make sure to reexplain anything if Rockwell is getting irritated. When the team said that Pete was being taken off duty, Leatherhead was understanding, but didn't want to kick Pete out. So, Pete stays in Leatherhead's room, which is actually helpful with Leatherhead's night terrors. He never has to spend the night alone or move to what is now Mondo's room.

-Leatherhead loves squeaky toys, and teddy bears. Mikey will bring him stuffed animals and now Leatherhead as a whole collection in his room. In his free time he'll chill in his stuffed animal horde listening to music.

-Rockwell diagnosed Leatherhead with Anxiety, PTSD, and depression. Leatherhead is very good at using his coping skills to get himself through rough patches and is good at vocalizing to the team what he needs.

-Music: Leatherhead likes 80s-90s rock, jazz, Rnb, and acoustic pop. However, he isn't too picky, and will listen to any records he finds. Those are just his favorites.

Slash:

-Slash is like the authoritative dad, he kinda has to be being the leader. Sometimes though he'll accidentally push the team past there limits, it doesn't take long before he realizes because Rockwell won't hesitate to snap at him, or slap him. He'll then give the team a day off from training and the whole day would be filled of him trying to make it up to them.

-He can't cook for shit. He almost burned down their makeshift kitchen. He's learning more though.

-Slash has pulled a Leo dozens of times, meaning he's damn near killed himself to protect the team. Leatherhead and Rockwell have threatened to put Slash on house arrest if he tries to do anything without them again or tries sacrifice himself.

-Slash goes to visit Raph twice every week. They're still pretty close, even after what happened with his brothers. Raph understands that the mutagen screwed up his brain and that he's a lot calmer and more logical now.

-Slash goes through a punching bag every week. It's a good thing Rockwell knows how to steal. He steals about 5 at a time and keeps them in what they converted to be a storage closet in the warehouse.

-Slash loves to watch WWE, True Crime, and John Wick during his free time. Sometimes Leatherhead will join but Leatherhead will go off to listen to music eventually. He also still likes eating lettuce, but instead of one leaf he'll eat half the head.

-Slash was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. He also has relatively bad anger, hence the weekly replacements of his punching bags. He's not the best about opening up with his feelings, but eventually Leatherhead or Rockwell gets him to talk. It'll just take a while and they'd have to keep revisiting it.

-Music: Rock, Metal, Death trap, and occasionally some pop. He also likes a little bit of rap music, it reminds him of living at the lair and Mikey playing his music.

Pigeon Pete:

-Pete is very easily entertained, whether it be bird or dog toys, bread, TV, music, or playing with Leatherhead's tail, he's the easiest to keep entertained, despite this he can still get in the way of the others at times.

-I'd think that Pete was removed from the team for his own safety and the other's safety. While yes, he was annoying to all hell, they didn't want to kick him out without a genuine reason. During a mission, Pete almost got shot by a human and Slash got in the way to protect him. The bullet luckily didn't hit anything vital, or cause too much damage, but was still the 1st strike given Slash already told Pete to stay out of human sight. Another time, Pete clumsily fell off the roof and didn't fly in time, he landed on a human giving himself a minor concussion and the human a hairline fracture on the back of her skull. Second strike. The third and final strike was when Pete almost spilled a loose mutagen canister they found on Rockwell. Luckily Rockwell moved out of the way. The team decided to remove him from any outside missions, but still provide him a home, and he now resides in Leatherhead's room.

-He loves children cartoons, specifically Duck tails and Powerpuff girls. He doesn't like to admit to it though. He also enjoys Friends and Big Bang Theory, though he may not understand some jokes.

-He gets scared by horror movies. Slash and Rockwell love them however. Anytime Slash or Rockwell grabs the remote Pete speeds off to Leatherhead's room.

-He is hard to anger. He can get sassy but never that angry, there's rare times where he's actually angry. His reactions when pissed vary, if its a enemy he'll try to attack with blunt items. If it's someone from the team? He's petty. He'll take pillows and blankets and take them to doc's room, smother the pillows and blankets until there's fur on them, then drops them back off into the team member's room. He will also hide kitchen appliances, Lab equipment, or use up the hot water. He learned these tactics from Mondo.

-Pete is diagnosed with anxiety

-Music: Anything but metal. Metal scares him.

Mondo Gecko:

-Mondo is hardly actually home. He goes out to skate board often, or read comics with Mikey. When he is home he's helping out with cleaning, reading comic books, working out, or playing video games. He still wants to be a normal teen, despite his circumstances.

-He isn't the best fighter, and is still clumsy, but Slash sees potential in him. He does have some skill in using his legs from all the skate boarding, and coordination, but he struggles majorly with using his arms. Slash eventually equipped him with a kraang gun that Rockwell stole, and has Mondo going through online gun safety classes because you can never be too cautious with those things.

-Mondo secretly sees Slash as like a father or older brother. He's constantly reminding Slash of how grateful he is for him taking him in, he will find any excuse to spend time with him whether it be reading comics, working out together, or training against each other, and Slash doesn't mind in the slightest. As long as Slash isn't busy, he'll gladly spend time with the fellow reptile.

-Mondo struggles heavily with his self esteem and appearance. His parents rejecting him took a major hit to his mental health. The team always is there to help him through days where he struggles the most. Slash and Rockwell both hold a hatred for his parents for what they did to him.

-Mondo knows a little bit about how to drive, but not much. He cannot park too well. One day he stole a kraang truck carrying mutagen, tried to park it, and ran into the fire hydrant in the process. Rockwell is in the process of teaching him to drive. He's broken 5 street signs, 2 fire hydrents, 15 traffic cones,

-Mondo loves pets. He begs the team for a lizard or a dog. Slash however refuses for the simple reason that he fears their warehouse may get destroyed in another kraang attack, and wouldn't want an animal harmed.

-Mondo is a talented dancer. Sometimes if he hears Leatherhead or Rockwell's music he'll try to get Pete or Slash to dance with him. Pete always is up to dance with him, even if he's horrible at it.

-He likes action films, comedys, and some horror films even though he screams at every jump scare.

-Mondo was diagnosed with anxiety, depression, and PTSD. He isn't the best at vocalizing if he's having a rough day, but if Slash starts the conversation Mondo may open up after a bit.

-Music: He loves all forms of music except country, he likes a couple country songs but doesn't like 99% of the genre.

Dr. Rockwell: Warning- Gay headcannons, if you are homophobic or simply don't like these headcannons, please scroll.

-Rockwell and Falco used to be in a relationship. Their relationship used to be very healthy, up until Falco started experimenting with the mutagen. Rockwell used to be on board with the experiments until Falco grew obsessed with psychic powers, Rockwell then started voicing his concerns and disapproval. Falco was going to break up with Rockwell over this, before deciding he'd use him as a test subject. He told Rockwell to come to the lab saying he dropped the project, when Rockwell came in Falco knocked him out with a golf club.

-Because of the traumatic fallout of his and Falco's relationship and him kidnapping him, Rockwell refuses to talk about Falco at all. Anytime someone mentions Falco, Rockwell will levitate them out of the room, or try to change the subject.

-Rockwell moved from the UK to attend Colombia University. He always had a love for big cities, and his parents wanted him to follow his scientific ambitions. He met Falco when he obtained a job under him at their laboratory.

-Rockwell knows piano, acoustic guitar, and electric guitar, and knows how to sing. He doesn't like singing in front of people however, and it's rare he'll play anything for the team. But sometimes he'll sing along to songs in his lab when he thinks the team is sleeping, however Slash and Pete are typically outside the lab doors listening.

-Rockwell is the team medic, If anyone else tries to do his job he gets very upset because they could've treated the wounds wrong. He also gets very upset if the team misses their medications and will force them to take it somehow.

-Rockwell sheds like a husky. There's so much fur. It's everywhere. On the couch, on Mondo's clothes even though Mondo isn't anywhere near him, all over Rockwell's room, there's not a single place that doesn't have his fur. He has to use his psychic abilities to conduct experiments because he doesn't want his fur to mess it up. He also isn't allowed in the kitchen.

-Rockwell, despite making sure everyone else take care of themselves, is highly neglectful of his own needs. He forgets to eat all the time, doesn't drink water- only energy drinks and coffee, forgets to brush his fur, doesn't take his meds, doesn't sleep, he just works most of the time. Slash and Leatherhead have to check daily if he's had food and taken breaks.

-Rockwell's helmet gives him headaches and migraines. He always forgets to take it off, even when he does sleep. The amount of pain medication he uses genuinely makes Leatherhead worried.

-Rockwell goes to see April often to help her with her psychic abilities. Sometimes they make fun of Donnie a bit during this, but Rockwell does worry over their friendship and keeps telling April that she needs to tell Donnie clearly if she wants a relationship or not, and to tell him if she wants him to stop flirting. He also visits Donnie quite often to assist in mutagen experiments, and just to banter with him.

-Rockwell loves true crime, horror films, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and Repo The Genetic Rock Opera. He tends to watch these by himself on his laptop in the lab, he doesn't want to frighten Pete. Some nights he'll watch in the living room with Slash though.

-He painted his bedroom with chalkboard paint, and did the same to the lab. His lab and room is coated in his experiment notes.

-Music: Rock, Nu-metal, Classical, Tim Burton soundtracks, Pop, and acoustic pop.

-Rockwell is diagnosed with anxiety, depression, PTSD, and anorexia. He doesn't tend to talk about how he's feeling, instead he takes it out in bouts of anger, sarcasm, and sometimes destroying his own lab. Normally if someone tries to talk to him he waves them off. He also can't sleep, due to his night terrors, instead he prefers meditating.

These are just opinions on the characters/team. Don't take this to heart or too seriously. I'd love to write stories based on some of these though! Let me know which other characters/fandoms to make headcannons for, or what headcannons to add in.