#wisteria anons

[emissaryofearthbreadofficial]

Been snooping on various posts about Meri, how many inter dimensional siblings does she have?! I cant count anymore ........(sobs)

I'll just cut the fat and display all of the recorded (non-canon) siblings of Meringue Cookie I found, either on Tumblr or the OC wiki!

Moonflower Cookie by @snowleopardcrk (younger sister) Vanilla Lily Cookie by VanillaLilySwiss on FANDOM (adoptive older sister) Sun Vanilla Cookie by @rainbowcutieyt (younger sister) Pavlova Cookie by @wwskalisto (younger sister) Vanilla Bean Cookie by KweenaYT on FANDOM (older brother) Wisteria Cookie by Wizard of Doodles on FANDOM (adoptive younger brother) Liege Waffle Cookie by @ryctone (older brother)

[wisteria-lodge]

lion primary + snake secondary (bird model)

Hey, I was hoping you'd be willing to help me out with my primary! I'm sure of my secondary, (snake) but I'm stuck between lion and bird for my primary. When I was a kid, I was the sort of kid who was just effortlessly good at school; so I never really cared about grades or doing good in school because I always did, so there was no need to worry. I honestly don't remember caring about much of anything other than being well liked by my classmates for being the class topper and childish stuff like that.

This is definitely more of a a young, Glory Hound Lion than a young Black-and-White Bird. Lots of times your causes as a young Lion will not be the most... complex things in the world. (That's extremely relatable.)

When I got older and more mature, I still didn't really care much about school, still sort of because I was never really in danger of failing, but also because I'd decided that school was a very ineffective and stupid way to teach kids, which also made me lose all motivation to try for all of middle school and a good chunk of high school.

You are not wrong. The science behind how memory/learning works is pretty young, and (depending on where/when you went to school...) chances are you were hit with a lot of the memorization/repetition based learning techniques which were a big deal in the 1950s... but which just become more arbitrary and meaningless, as computer usage gets more and more widespread.

That said, I bet you never got a chance to work on your executive functioning skills, because you didn't need to, because school was so easy, and you were maybe a little too smart for your own good. :)

A decent time into high school, I realized that I'd have to get good grades in final exams, if only so I'd get into a good college and stuff like that, but it still took me months and months to convince myself to study.

I spy some kind of executive functioning block, possible neurodivergence creeping in.

That seems really lion to me - unable to care about something I consider to be useless. But, the way I'd convinced myself is to study regularly for learning's sake - even if my sources were kinda dumb, information is information and if I wanted to succeed in life I needed to study this, so I might as well try to enjoy it and study, at least for the bragging rights of being class topper again. And that sounds really Bird.

What we have here sounds like a Lion primary and a Bird secondary (or Bird secondary model - very common) working together. What do we want (that's your primary): bragging rights, to succeed in life. Love it, very in keeping with your Lion primary.

But how are you going to do this? (that's your secondary.) Statements like "information is information," that's extremely Bird secondary. You need to pull in a lot of info in a short period of time, that's how Birds solve problems, and they absolutely enjoy it. What it seems like is you either are a bird secondary, or you built a Bird secondary as a coping mechanism.

My family could be influencing my decision- and wouldn't that be like a bird, to take in information from external sources? - A good chunk of my desire to not fail is because my family has a lot of expectations, because they know that I'm capable of doing really well if I set my mind to it.

A Lion primary is definitely the most likely to go - 'oh they don't like what I'm doing? Screw 'em.' But we could be dealing with a Lion primary that's just a little burned, maybe a Paragon Lion that looks really Badger, maybe you're a *Snake* primary and we've got a little Snake primary hedonism going on.

But what I think is happening is just that you've got a Lion primary. In this litlte bit, you lead with your own desire to get good grades,then followed that emotional response up with some reasoning: it would please my family. The fact that it went 'emotional response' first and 'reasons to explain/justify emotional response' second - that's Lion.

My mom especially, my dad's more casual about schooling, as long as I passed and had decent marks, he never cared much, but my mom always said how she expected me to get A+, above 95 marks, etc etc. But I never really let her opinion affect me much

Oooh yeah, that's not something you're going to hear from a young Badger. And if you were a young Bird, I would definitely have expected a line explaining why your Dad is a more credible source than your mom in this instance.

grades never mattered that much to me, aside from the cool factor, it's not right to judge someone stupid for getting bad grades, and anyways grades aren't a measure of someone's intelligence. And that seems Lion.

I agree. And here again, you're presenting information emotion first, then explanation. First - 'it's not right to judge someone for getting bad grades.' Strong emotional response right out of the gate. That 'It's wrong because it just is' thing is something Lions say that drive Birds crazy. Then you follow that up with an "anyways..." and come in with some reasoning.

(I agree with you, by the way. Good vs Bad grades are not a great measure of intelligence. I cannot tell you how many people I've met who understand the topic like you wouldn't believe, but who are bad test takers. And the inverse, people who don't really get it, but have enough meta-knowledge to fill out a test sheet well. And that's only the tip of the iceberg.)

I don't know if I'm a Lion who rules-lawyered myself into caring about school out of practicality concerning the future; or a Bird who temporarily burned after being disillusioned with school and ended up unburning thanks to familial pressure.

I think you're a Lion who found yourself caring more about school as you got closer to university (like I bet you're actively looking forward to going to university, right?) And then you built yourself a Bird secondary model to get what you needed to get done, done.

Want a Sorting of your very own? Comissons are open on my kofi page.

[kitchen-of-the-flesh-glutton]

Huh.... Hello there chocolate cake roll, it seems you are fond of that strawberry so

*teleports another sprout plush to Cosmo*

Here

-Wisteria anon

There's silence for a long while

" .. they can't eat. "

[animatedglittergraphics-n-more]

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ᐳ ᐳ please refer to my pinned post under "my edits" for divider rules ᐸ ᐸ

requested by anon

[askopuntia]

young scorbunny what art thou's name?

The Scorbunny deliberates on the anon Tepig's inquiry. At first, Opuntia wondered if she was nonverbal. Being the sole residence of the house and verbal, she worried she wouldn't have any way for the Pokemon to communicate.

But a response did come. Slow and deliberate, like she was making sure her answer was what it was intended to be. "I think... my name is Wisteria."

Wisteria looked down at her paws. "I'm... I don't think I'm supposed to look like this." The Riogle tilted her head. "What do you mean? You seem like a completely normal Scorbunny to me. There's no health issues aside from the bruising on your front side."

[scrimblyscrorblo]

If Hanako and Yuri meet Obanai what would their first impression be?

They have not met most of the Hashira, however, they are in contact with Mitsuri and Shinobu. As far as they’re concerned, Obanai is the most charming man to ever exist, a real gentlemen because that’s all they hear.

If they met, they’d only have the highest respect for the man being a hashira and all, even if he’s more distant towards them it’s not common among slayers

Hanako really wants to ask if kabarumaru can be pet. Yuri is concerned whether or not his hair is a problem cuz it gets in a face TT

(Yuri is secretly glad she doesn’t have to cook for him as he doesn’t like to eat much anyway)(she’s a good cook but it stresses her out cooking for other people sometimes)

[carnivorousyandeere]

omg its the first time i got an anon emoji 😭🌹 the little rose is so cute!! i had already sent some requests before, but i'm kinda embarassed about "signing" them since they're pretty weird ones 😭 i just love weird stuff...

absolutely loved how you responded to my last one too btw! thanks for answering it!!! i felt kinda bad for Wisteria beating herself up because of their darling's fear 😭 now i'm thinking about how fae'd feel when that darling starts to warm up to her... trembling less and less when she's around... maybe even starting to seek their company by themselves... maybe even saying "i love you" to fae after their first time together (😳) omg...

Hehehehe I like the way you think, 🌹~!

Timid Darling’s First Time With Wisteria

( MDNI )

CW: smut, frotting, dom yandere

Info: fluffy smut, very cute if I may so, gender-neutral reader, more romantic than kinky but fae’s still kinda soft-domming?, no penetration

Wisteria holds you as you cuddle in her nest of a bed, your head resting on her chest and her nails scraping gently over the back of your neck and then down your back. Warmth blooms in their chest when you shiver from that feeling, nuzzling even closer against her in your sleep.

Everything is so perfect, her dream come true. Wisteria presses a kiss to your temple, smiling against the skin there when your arms tighten around her.

You’ve been so much more relaxed recently. It does Wisteria’s heart good to see you so content. It wasn’t that long ago that you shivered and teared up at the mere sight of her— but Wisteria tries not to think about that. The past is the past, and you’re happy with faer now.

The brief thought of your previous reactions evidently made her grip you a little too hard, waking you.

You yawn so cutely, faer heart feels like it’s gonna burst. “Wisteria?”

“Mm?” She rubs her cheek against the top of your head, fighting the urge to squeeze you tight like one of her plushies.

You tremble a little, avoiding her gaze.

Dread chills her bones. Surely you aren’t becoming afraid of her again…? Softly, fae asks, “Are you okay, sweet pea? Sorry for waking you… didn’t mean to startle you…”

“No, it’s just…”

You still for a moment, and then hesitantly lean in to press a kiss to their lips. Before fae can think about it, Wisteria flips the two of you over. Immediately you move to squirm out from under faer and try to cover your face, but Wisteria holds you tighter with a breathless, giddy giggle. She presses kisses all over your face, professing her love to you in between each peck.

She pauses at the look in your eye. It’s not a look she’s seen on you very often. But you look so soft, open… needy. Fae presses her lips to yours with a dreamy sigh. The kiss is soft, languid. Even so you find a small whimper bubbling up at the back of your throat when she pulls away to let you breathe.

Wisteria smiles, cupping your face in her hand, and leans in for another kiss. It starts much the same as the last, but their tongue peeks out to press against your lips. Wisteria’s heart soars, heat spreading through her whole body as you open your mouth for her with another delicious little whimper.

Wisteria is more than content to make out with you for what feels like hours. They trace your face and neck with their fingertips, down to your chest and shoulders, making you shiver beneath faer as they explore your mouth with their tongue over and over.

You can feel her pressing against you, and from the increasingly heated kisses you’re sure she can feel that you’re just as worked up. Wisteria coaxes your tongue into faer mouth, sucking on it and groaning in surprise when you roll your hips up against faer. Wisteria pulls back, and you can feel her whole body shiver at the feeling.

Wisteria kisses you more and more desperately, spreading your legs further apart to grind against you harder. Fae swallows your every whimper and moan, panting against your lips as the two of you fall apart together. Wisteria groans, resting her forehead onto your shoulder as they cum, forcing themselves to keep grinding against you to work your through the aftershocks of your own orgasm.

The two of you lay like that in each other’s embrace for a few minutes, until Wisteria regains enough wherewithal to press a kiss to your forehead and sit up to start the whole aftercare process.

She lets out a little “oof,” when you pull them back down on top of you, burying your head in faer shoulder.

“I… I think I love you,” you whisper into her collarbone.

Wisteria short-circuits, feeling her face flush and then her whole body follow suit once more. She holds you so tight, almost squeezing the air out of you, excitement thrumming across her skin and a shy, but wide grin spreading across her face. “…do you really mean it?”

[wisteriavines]

A sweet, family-ish everyone lives HP AU, with Lily dropping off young Harry to muggle kindergarten school:

Prompt:

“Mummy… I I don't want to go”

“Harry my sweetheart. I know it's scary, starting kindergarten. I was scared too, but I soon got used to it.”

“Y You will be here to pick me up after it’s over, right?”

Lily crouches in front of her son, gently removing his grip from her pants. “Hey sweetheart, it’s alright.” 

Harry shuffles closer to her, trying to hide away from the world. “I don’t wanna go. I wanna go home.” 

“But baby, you can make lots of friends here. Wouldn’t that be fun?” 

He shakes his head, throwing his arms around her neck for a hug. And to hopefully be carried away, she muses with a silent sigh. If only James was here to help, but he got called into work early. She’ll need to be on the look-out for extravagant apology gifts; he was really looking forward to Harry’s first day. 

“Hey, can you look at me?” It takes a moment, but Harry pulls away slightly to look up at her. “There’s my beautiful boy.” 

“Now, baby, I know this is scary. And that’s okay. I was scared too.” 

“You?” 

“Oh, of course. I wouldn’t let go of my mum and dad for anything. But you know what finally made me let go, sweetheart?” 

“What?” 

“Well, my dad said to me, ‘If you are brave today, you’ll have taken the first step to being even braver later. And then someday, there won’t be anything left to be scared of.’” 

Harry thinks this over for a moment, slowly pulling further away from her. His eyes glance back and forth from the door his class is just beyond, and her. 

“You’ll be back, right? You’ll be here when it’s over?” 

“Of course I will. I promise.” 

He nods, hesitantly letting go of his hold on her. Lily smiles, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead. 

“My beautiful, brave boy.”

[yarrow-remains]

Greetings :] Just returned, you’re not free of me yet

- @genius-built-donatello

OH CMON, YOU FUCKING BITCH-

WHY ARENT YOU DEAD

[fruitanddarkness]

KANAE MY QUEEN 💐👸👑🌺. Doma is so thirsty. You have POWER. STEP ON HIM HE'LL LOVE IT 🤣🤣👣This thing with @fallesto is amazing, but you gotta LIVE BABY. LIVE.

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Step on him? Queen? Thirsty...? Was this poetry? It had to be surely considering how strange it sounded. Since when did demons need to drink? Maybe that's how Doma was able to make ice... hm. "My... you say some very creative things."

Was this poetry? A new style of meter would be much more easily explained than anything the supposed 'queen' could fathom herself.

"I.. will live. Thank you for your kind wishes?"

[monacodarling]

what is ur favourite shape

the dimples in Charles cheeks when he does mouth stuff

the shape of the freckles scattered along his skin, like stars mottling the universe

the shape of the prancing stallion, a symbol of legacy, of history, of tragedy, not knowing the line between honor and faith and grief

the shape his eyes when he smiles, half moons in between the cycle of brightness and complete darkness

....so squares are pretty cool i think

[reinekes-fox]

💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings? please

💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings

Since you didnt write about the game you want I will do both :D

Birds of a Rose:

-Chase Watson:

He doesnt have any piercings, he is thinking about an eyebrow piercing though!

-Fuchsia King:

She has pierced ears and is perfectly happy with that.

-Astoria Rapace:

Also pierced ears and she doesnt want any more. Other jewellry she likes to wear though, especially rings.

-Droznik Juschka:

He has no piercings but would love a lip or nose piercing.

-Elrond Falkenflug:

Has no piercings and doesnt want any... unless the jewellry would be really nice.

-Estelle Falkenflug:

She had pierced ears but they have healed and now, when meeting her family, she wears clip on earrings.

-Marter:

They have no piercings, would like to get some, but its too dangerous.

Wisteria Birds:

-Sanglant du Verdier:

Pierced ears, once tried to give himself a corset piercing.

-Alexandre Desrosier:

No piercings, he would like pierced ears but this kind of jewellry is only worn by artworks.

-Armand Sanson:

One ear is pierced, the other not. The earring is almost not noticeable.

-Mouette:

She has a pierced belly button.

[lucysinatizzy]

wisteria sneak peek?

I got you, anon!

“Is this a joke?”

“Do I look like I’m joking?” Eddie scoffs, flicking the cigarette butt to the ground. He glances at the guy’s letterman jacket, then back up to his eyes. “This isn’t the same shit as before. It’s a lot stronger. Thirty-five is my final offer. Take it or leave it, man.” 

“Derry said he got it for thirty.” The jock crosses his arms and frowns. Too bad. Being pissy won’t change anything. “Why am I getting charged more?”

“Derry needs to learn to shut the hell up before he gets cut. I just got this in, so none of your little friends tried it yet. The last stuff was some mid-grade bud, but this…” His ringed fingers tap against the old pail. “This is top-shelf dank. Makes the grass you had seem like reggie. It can easily go for forty-five. Maybe even more. I’m giving you a deal here, dude.”

Callihan stares at the pail, mulling it over. It’s a waste of time. They both know he’s gonna buy it. These guys don’t have any other options for getting weed. Not in this dump of a town. Plenty of the small-time dealers were scared off after Powell became the police chief and worked overtime to prove he could fill the role Hopper left behind. 

‘C’mon, man. Make up your damn mind. I got other crap to do.’

“Alright. If it’s as good as you say, then I’ll take a half. Do you have the little guys, too? Got a big test coming up and I need to focus.” 

“Yeah, I gotcha.” It’s the same every time. After counting the cash twice, he gives him the goods so they can part ways. “Just a heads up, it's a creeper. Don’t be surprised if it suddenly knocks you on your ass.”

“Okay. See you later.” Callihan says absentmindedly, looking around the long-abandoned parking lot in case anyone passes by. They’re all like this. Totally paranoid that someone might see them doing a deal. Committing a crime. It would completely ruin them. He shoves the bags and bottle into a pocket inside his jacket before taking off toward his own car. All the while turning his head every which way like he’s expecting the five-o to suddenly show up. 

These morons apparently don't understand that it looks way more suspicious when they act all sketchy. Even when he tells them to be cool. It’s like they can’t help it. The places they meet to do a trade-off are safe. That’s the point. After all, if something happens, he is the one who’s most fucked. His ass will go to jail while their parents do whatever it takes to get them out of trouble. 

He sighs and stuffs the money into a pocket when a drop lands on his nose. Looking up toward the sky, he groans in annoyance at the thick, dark clouds rolling in. She was right. The weather’s supposed to get real nasty tonight. It’s already starting to spit. 

“Shit.” That took up too much time. He quickly hops in the van and peels out of the parking lot. This is cutting it close. It’s messed up to make Chrissy stand out in the rain after getting her to agree to come. 

‘I should have enough now.’

His lips curl up at that. There’s one good thing about being a dealer in a place like Hawkins. If he’s strapped for cash, it’s easy to just charge a little more to make it up. Where else are they gonna go? That leaves it all up to his discretion. Selling to a well-off asshole? Well, that quarter that normally goes for twenty-five now costs ten bucks more. 

‘I’ll get it tomorrow.’

It doesn’t take long to get to the ritzy section from there. The van takes a sharp turn onto Douglas and keeps going until the familiar spot comes into view. Thanks to daddy big bucks coming home, he has to go back to sitting at the corner of Roseline. No more pulling up in front of their house. 

Eddie glances at the time before sitting up to mess with his hair in the mirror. There’s a few minutes to kill. Oddly enough, he has the same jittery energy coursing through him just like the first time they met up here. They saw each other only a couple of hours ago, but he’s already excited to hang out with her again. 

‘What a friggin’ loser.’

Tap, tap, tap. 

“C-Christ!” He jolts, almost tearing out a knot when someone knocks on the window. It’s Chrissy, waving at him from under an umbrella with a bright smile. The rain is picking up. Reaching across the seat, he quickly opens the door for her to get in. “I was about to hop out to meet you.” 

“That’s okay.” She says sweetly, climbing in and shaking the umbrella out before closing it up. The first thing he notices is her hair. It’s down in loose curls with the bangs teased out. A do he’s suddenly a big fan of. “So, how does this work? Do you have to pick the guys up first or are we meeting them there?”

“I, uh…” That’s a different outfit than the one from earlier. A thin white blouse tucked into high-rise jeans. She left a few buttons undone, giving him a view of the ‘86 necklace, and going down low enough to show off a little cleavage. That’s not the problem though. “We’re going… somewhere.”

‘Holy shit! I can see her nipples poking right through that flimsy ass shirt. Is she not wearing a bra?’

“I know? That’s why I’m here.” The cheerleader raises a thin brow at him, clearly confused by the response. But he barely hears it. His eyes stay locked on the small peaks aimed in his direction, even as she rubs her arms to warm up. That only makes it worse by pushing her tits together. Now he’s on fire and might have to toss himself out into the rain to cool off. “...What are you staring at?”

“Crap.” Eddie’s finally able to tear his gaze away when she quickly covers her chest. Oh, no. The accusatory look he’s getting says it all. “They started it. If something stares at me, I stare right back.” 

“Eddie!”

[suiana]

*Me telling myself that I'm not a monster fucker*

Alien and Shadow Monster: Hello~~

(So yeah, apparently i am a monster fucker)

I especially like the shadow monster. Having someone keep me safe in the night all the time makes it more attractive.

That thing can use me to his hearts content, i allow it.

-Wisteria anon

we're all monster fuckers here babe (I unlocked a new kink in you guys)

[daisychainsandbowties]

https://movieweb.com/the-suicide-squad-star-david-dastmalchian-cat/

i only know that suicide squad is probably a movie but i’m always 🥺 for cats getting adopted. all my cats are rescues so yeah we have mcdonalds at home but with looking at local shelters or, if you’re me, having three kittens just show up in your garden over the years and SCREAM until you let them inside.

[carnivorousyandeere]

thinking about that Wisteria kidnapping scenario again... 😳

I wonder how she'd act with a darling that acts just kind of terrified of her? not really aggressive or resistant or anything, just like... completely afraid of them because of whole kidnapping deal? like kinda obedient because of fear but just trembling and crying and flinching whenever she's around etc...

Side note btw: i absolutely adore the diversity on your ocs!! i'm utterly crazy about wisteria, hunter, mika... they're so so good and cool and interesting and their identities are treated in such a respectful way!! i love it sm thank you for writing them 😭😭🌹

Okay ngl the side note genuinely made me cry happy tears last night when I first read it. 🌹 Anon (dubbing thee 🌹 Anon) I am kissing you on the forehead and buying you flowers 🥹💕

CW: kidnapping

Wisteria does not want to be cruel— but your reaction of absolute fear is an unexpectedly favorable outcome for her… at least at first. You won’t give faer any trouble, after all~!

Wisteria will hold you to their chest and let you cry yourself out those first few nights, savoring every moment of physical contact and comfort she can try to give you. The opportunity to coddle you and take care of you is too good to pass up, even if she would really prefer love to fear. Wisteria wipes your tears, presses gentle kisses to your face, runs her fingers over your scalp and neck gently, brings you water, feeds you by hand— anything she can think of that might be soothing to you.

If you continue to act like a frightened little lamb, shaking at faer very presence and flinching when she moves towards you… it begins to hurt their feelings and grate on their nerves. Wisteria feels frustrated with herself and you. Generally delusional enough not to understand why you might be scared, but has moments of slightly more lucidity where fae beats herself up for not being able to figure out how to put you at ease.

Wisteria tries more and more things— weighted blankets, plushies, various teas and even drugs like weed or melatonin, anything that might calm you, just so that your body has a chance to rest from the constant rush of cortisol. And so that she can hold you and pretend you’re in faer arms willingly. It’s easier to pretend when you’re not fully awake, when you’re not holding back tears and trembling like a leaf. Wisteria can really pretend that you love her back like that...