#with him *insert lenny face*

[ctl-yuejie]

                        when the show decides that it is very natural to look like you are about to spiderman kiss after a poisoning by your ex

a league of nobleman ep. 22

[bl3u-uhhh]

Okay..,,,, I’ll draw him without making him look miserable ÒзÓ

[teecupangel]

Hi teecup, I hope ur having a great day/noon/night!

Forgive me if the things i'm about to say don't make much sense. It's been a vey, very, very, difficult time for me and my countrymen here, and my ability to make coherent sentences have declined drastically. So, yeah... BUT! That doesn't matter haha.

Anyways, I had a thought. And i'm not even sure how or why i got it but.... hear me out now...

Our boy, Desmond, gets thrown back in time as usual, same old same old, right? Exept, this time he doesn't end up in the Big Three™'s time-line. He ends up in Al-Mualim's time. *insert mind-blown emoji here cuz i can't find it rn*

And ik that i'm not a certified AC Expert like u and many others, and i haven't really finished any of the AC games yet (i've only seen bits of AC III and have only started AC 2, I also haven't finished AC 1)

But I do know that he wasn't really that creepy and evil in his youth/ b4 he became The Old Man of the Moutain, so i was thinking maybe Desmond ends up in that era of Al Mualim or is it Rashid al-Din Sinan? I know that he's based on a real historical figure but i'm not so sure if he's called that in-game?

And knowing Desmond, he'd probably get the urge to kill Rashid (i hope i'm using the name correctly) the time he figures shit out and connect that dots. But he would end up not doing that, cuz u know, it might fuck up the time-line and Altaïr might end up not being born, creating a domino-effect.

I want Desmond to meet Rashid before he starts to becom the Al Mualim we know today, so that Desmond can see how he was b4 the evants of AC 1.

Maybe Rashid's an arrogant ass, or a nerdy loser, or a popular assassin- who knows! The possibilites are endless!! (or maybe he's an obsessive bastard who gets obsessed with Desmond cuz he's just full of mysteries and wonders :Dc )

And blah blah blah, plot here, plot there, Isu-bullshit this, time shenanigans that, and BOOM they meet.

And romance ensues? :3 (romace wil absolutely ensue :}}} )

NOW, BEFORE- BEFORE YOU TIE ME TO A STAKE AND BURN ME ALIVE FOR THIS- i think it'd be a cute idea, and who knows? maybe Rashid was hot in his prime *insert lenny face cuz even after all these years i still don't know how to type it and is too lazy to cop paste it* and maybe he liked to solve mysteries and had a thing for the unexplainable. And Desmond is the most unexplainable, most bizarre thing to have graced the earth :33333.

Now that i've got this idea out of my system i'm gonna go pray for the down fall of my coutry's shit for brain, good for nothing military government/hj.

bye! *evaporates*

I hope you’re doing alright and I’m sorry that it took two months before I could answer your ask TTATT

As far as I know, he was only called Al Mualim because of legal reasons but Rashid ad-Din Sinan was the leader of the Assassins in Masyaf during 1191 so it’s safe to assume Al Mualim is AC’s version of Rashid (historically he died in 1193, not 1191.

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Okay. We can make this work.

We put Desmond at around the same time he’s the recruit and we make it hard for him to realize he’s Al Mualim until it’s too late by doing one simple thing:

Desmond doesn’t know Al Mualim’s real name.

He always knew it as Al Mualim. As far as he knew, Al Mualim was his actual name.

Then he remembered that Al Mualim can mean mentor and bangs his head on the nearest flat surface.

His mission has been clear from the start.

Become an Assassin, take out Al Mualim before he does shit, find Umar and adopt him then play matchmaker so Altaïr would be born.

And no.

Desmond wasn’t going to think about the whole “can you truly be sure that the person who will be born will be Altaïr if you change the circumstances of his conception?”

Yeah.

His head hurts just thinking about it so he won’t.

For now, he’ll focus on his training while keeping a look out for anyone who gives of Al Mualim vibes.

What’s the Al Mualim vibes?

Manipulative old man vibes.

The problem is…

Rashid is one of the recruits in the same batch as Desmond and he becomes Desmond’s closest friend.

And there was no way Desmond would ever be friends with a future power hungry asshole like Al Mualim.

No way.

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The way their relationship becomes romantic really depends on the kind of personality young Rashid would have.

A nerdy loser who starts making a name for himself because of his intelligence and tactical mind would start off as the kid Desmond sorta looks after. When he starts to show that his strength lies in making plans and quick judgments, he becomes the man whispering on Desmond’s ear. Providing plans and suggestions while giving Desmond a heads up on the less savory words people say about him. Desmond would never think this Rashid is Al Mualim because he’s nice and truly do want to help Desmond. This is also how Rashid would show his love for Desmond and, really, Desmond would think they’re bros and when he realizes that Rashid actually loves him, he’d think “oh, I am Ezio’s descendant”

An arrogant ass Rashid would butt heads with Desmond but Desmond would find himself fond of the man because he reminds him of AC1 Altaïr. This is the Rashid who would definitely be counted as a tsundere and their relationship would start when Rashid just flatout tells Desmond that he wants to do unspeakable things to him while they’re arguing. Desmond is offended because “tugging on my pigtails doesn’t work in real life, dumbass!” and Rashid is just “???” because what the fuck are pigtails??? Lots of awkwardness until Desmond realize that butting heads with Rashid is really how they flirt.

Now. Popular Assassin Rashid is more on the side of polite but is absolutely Desmond’s rival. Whatever it is, the two of them are always competing. Unlike the arrogant ass version, this Rashid is always nice to Desmond. The whole “no hard feelings” and pure competitiveness are what drives their relationship. This is the one where the two of them spar privately one time and things happen. They would try to distant themselves from one another for a bit until they finally talk it out. Rashid honestly didn’t think he loved Desmond until the whole ‘after-sparring’ thing.

Whichever you pick as Rashid’s background, he will become obsessed with Desmond but it’s more on the side of “I will do everything to make Desmond happy” which is good for Desmond but not really good for anyone against him.

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Desmond is the one who adopts Umar in this one and Umar imprints on him like a baby duckling to a mama duckling. Everyone actually assumed Umar is his bastard son. Desmond ignores it even though he’s only like… a decade and a half older than Umar.

Rashid definitely treats him like Desmond’s son. He’s Umar’s favorite of all of Desmond’s friends.

And really, Desmond should have seen that as a hint of Rashid’s ‘future’.

Speaking of the future.

He’s been looking for Al Mualim this entire time and he has his suspects (Rashid, however, is not on the list) but honestly?

He’s just waiting for the person who would be picked as the one to lead the expansion to Masyaf since that would be Al Mualim.

Desmond has, unfortunately, fucked up the timeline so badly that the person chosen to lead the expansion?

It was Desmond.

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Sidebar: Faheem would be that cute younger brother who turns grumpy when he grows up. Desmond will forever grieve the lost of little cute Faheem. Faheem is always embarrassed when Desmond talked about his ‘past’.

[moonlightkitties]

You're Your Father's Daughter - Red Dead Redemption Reader Insert (Part Nine)

Plot: What was supposed to be a nice, easy going job, turned into a bloodbath when Leviticus Cornwall shows up in Valentine.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 2100

A few days after your conversation with Arthur and your run in with Agent Milton and Agent Ross, all you wanted to do was spend some time with Sean. The sun was shining down on Horseshoe Overlook as you made your way over to him. He gave you a toothy smile once he saw you walking towards him. Once you got near him, he took your hand and pulled you onto his lap.

"Thought you might've forgotten about me," he says, his voice teasing.

You roll yours eyes "You know I wouldn't, you're too loud and annoying to forget," you smirk.

Sean let out a mocking gasp "You wound me, Miss Van der Linde," he says, putting his hand over his heart.

"We should go out tonight," he whispers in your ear, rubbing his hands up and down your sides, "No Pinkertons, no camp, no Dutch or Hosea breathing down our necks...just us." You sigh, "I don't know..." you mumble. "Come on, love, it's just for a night, they won't miss us," before you could answer, John called you over. Giving Sean an apologetic look, you made your way over to where he was.

"Yeah?"

"I need your help with somethin'," John told you.

Letting out an annoyed huff and glancing over to where Sean was talking with Lenny, you sighed but nodded "Fine.."

Mounting Whiskey and following John outside of the camp, you rode up beside him. "So why are we heading to Valentine?" you asked, "I got a lead on somethin', that's it," John replied, his voice gruff. You narrowed your eyes at him, you knew he knew more than that but you didn't want to push him and cause an argument.

"Hey, first one to Valentine wins," you said, your voice teasing but you're eyes held a glimmer of challenge.

"Oh, is that so?" John asked, looking back towards you, "You'reou on Van der Linde," he turned away and kicked Old Boy into a gallop. You yelled in protest and equally kicked Whiskey into a gallop as well. The wind whipped through your hair, the sharpness of the cold hitting your face as you ran past John and towards the town. John swore as you passed him and you let out a laugh as you ran through and stopped at the Sheriffs office.

"Guess I win, Marston," you smirk.

John rolled his eyes and dismounted Old Boy "Cause I let you," he said.

"Sure, John," you replied, swinging your leg over Whiskey and dismounting.

You followed John toward the saloon, pushing the doors open. The warmth of the room greeted you, and you made your way over to the bar. John leaned against it casually, while you stood beside him, eyes scanning the room, half-expecting Arthur to show up any minute. John ordered drinks for the both of you to help pass the time. After your second, you stopped before things got out of hand. "Can you tell me why we're here now?" you ask.

"I got a lead on some sheep coming down from Emerald Ranch," John began, sipping at his beer.

"So?" you ask, not really seeing the appeal on some sheep.

"So," John huffed, "Me, you and Arthur are going to scare the ranch hands off, and sell them to the auction that takes place here," he explains.

"The ranch hands? Or the sheep?" you ask, knowing what he was talking about but wanting to mess with him.

John rolled his eyes and ignored you, not wanting to play your games today.

As you made your way down to the auction yard you leaned on a building glancing at the pens that were filled with animals, moments before that, John and a gunsmith got into a little brawl that resulted in you physically dragging John out of the store. Finally, what seemed like hours, Arthur showed up. "What took you so long?" you asked, as he made his way over to you and John.

"Had to help Micah with somethin'," Arthur told you.

You nodded, not wanting, or caring to know what they were doing. Arthur and John were talking about John's plans with the sheep and you followed them towards the gun shop. John was talking about how the train job was only the first step into getting more money and how the auction and the sheep could help us more until we go back into Blackwater. Your mind wandered back to Sean as the three of you walked towards town. A wave a guilt crashed over you, you left Sean back in camp without saying goodbye or even telling him where you were going.

You shook the thoughts and worries away once you three neared the Sheriff's office. You followed John towards the gunsmith as Arthur hitched his horse beside Whiskey and waited until Arthur bought the rifle John was going to buy in the first place.

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"I'm not the one takin' Jack fishin'!" John snapped.

"You're right! You ain't!" Arthur scoffed back.

You rolled your eyes at their bickering, some things just never changed you guessed.

"If you say the boy ain't yours then what's the difference?" Arthur asked, "you'll probably only run off again."

"Why're you so interested in my life?" John asked, getting defensive, "Ain't you got one of your own?"

Arthur sighed and shook his head, "Just do one thing or another, not be two people at once, that's all I'm sayin'."

You stayed a little bit behind them, to let them talk.

"It ain't that simple, you know that as well as anyone," John explained. "Same as with you and that girl, what was her name...? Mary?"

You cringed once John mentioned her, you knew bringing her up would hit a sore spot in Arthur. You knew Mary well, she was like an older sister to you and you would visit her and her brother, Jamie, when Arthur took you with him. They loved each other deeply, until Mary chose her father's approval over Arthur and married another guy.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't realize that the three of you stopped at a cliff. You dismounted Whiskey and followed John and Arthur to the edge. Taking out your binoculars, you looked around, trying to find the herd of sheep and the Emerald Ranch ranch hands. "I think that's them," you tell them, pointing over to the open road where about fifteen sheep and three ranch hands were. You put your binoculars back in your satchel and moved out of the way so Arthur could scare them off with the rifle.

Arthur shot off a bullet but one ranch hand stood and after another shot was fired, it rode off. You mounted Whiskey and led Arthur and John towards the herd of sheep, collecting the stragglers as you neared the right side of the herd, getting ready to herd them towards Valentine. Before you were about to make the sheep move, Arthur spoke up. "Have you herd sheep before?" he asked you. You shook your head "No, but it can't be that hard," you shrug. Arthur was about to tell you to stay in the back with John but knew you wouldn't give up easily so he let out stay on the right side.

After what seemed like miles away, you could finally spot the Valentine auction and the pen close by. As Arthur herded the sheep in the pen, you dismounted Whiskey beside Old Boy and followed John to stand behind Arthur. An older man shut the gate and turned towards us, holding a clipboard. He looked like one of those fancy folk you recognized around town sometimes.

"Fine sheep," John complimented.

"They're okay," the man said, eyeing the three of us up and down.

"Well, you've seen better around here?" Arthur asked.

"I've seen ones with less...ambiguity about their provenance," the man told him, the other man beside him chuckled an agreement.

After an argument about how much percent we were getting for the sheep. John and the fancy man settled for eighteen percent. Arthur wasn't happy but he didn't argue about it.

"Thanks for all the help with this," Arthur told John, his voice sarcastic, "can't herd, can't swim," he grumbled.

"Give it a rest will you? We ain't kids no more."

"We never really was."

You hitched Whiskey next to Arthur's horse and followed them into the saloon where John said dutch was waiting for us.

"Where have you three been?" Dutch asks, as stopped near them. "Working," Arthur told him, "Marston's thing." Dutch nodded in approval, "Good, and?" Arthur glanced at John before answering "Were just getting ready to get some pay on a few sheep," Arthur tells him. Dutch nodded and turned towards Strauss. "Leopold, my good friend, as long as you're here, why don't you and John go make sure there ain't no funny business," Dutch said and looked at you "You got with them."

Following John and Strauss outside the saloon, you noticed strange men staring at you.

"John?" you asked, your voice low as you got closer to him.

"I know, I notice them to," he said, pulling his arm in front of you and pulling you behind him.

Everything that happened, happened in a flash. A man wrapped his arm around Strauss neck and before John could pull out his gun, another man punched him to the ground, jerked him up and wrapped his arm around John's neck. You felt someone grab your hair and pull you towards them, you hissed in pain and felt pressure on your neck and a gun barrel pressed against your head.

Anxiety shot through you but you knew you had to stay calm and try to find a way out of this. Your guns were still on your horse, you left your pistols at camp for some stupid reason so even if you did get out, you would be screwed. The men dragged you, John, and Strauss towards a bigger man that stood in front of the saloon mounting a horse. What looked like Pinkerton agents stood beside him. You struggled in the man's grasp but he wrapped his arm around your neck even tighter which made you stop.

"Van der Linde!" the bigger man yelled, "Get out here!" he ordered. "You don't know me, but you keep robbing me! My name is Leviticus Cornwall." You cringed and eyed John, who's eyes were wide in either shock or fear, maybe both.

"Get out here! Before I have these people killed!" he threatened. You were dragged towards the view of the saloon and caught a glimpse of Arthur making his way across the room. Mr. Cornwall left with the other two men that were on horseback when Dutch and Arthur made their appearance. "Please, gentlemen, this is a terrible mistake," Dutch began, his arms up with surrender. Arthur narrowed his eyes at John and you tried to see what they were saying.

Moments later, you heard a gunshot and the man that was holding John, fell to the ground and stealthily, John grabbed the gun that was in his holster and started shooting. The man that held you, almost set the trigger off before John shot him in the head and you picked his gun that he dropped. You quickly hid behind a crate and started shooting, making sure that John and Arthur were still with you. More men started coming and you kept shooting, trying your best to keep yourself regulated and calm. You all moved up closer into Valentine when Strauss got hit on the shoulder. You hid yourself behind a building, shooting a driver in the head as more men got out of the wagon.

"This is a bloodbath!" you yelled, helping Arthur cover for Strauss, John and Dutch as they pushed a wagon and blocked the men from shooting Strauss anymore.

More and more men kept coming, it was awful but finally you neared the stables and whistled for Whiskey. You mounted her and as Arthur put Strauss onto John's horse, you all thought you were in the clear.

Until a bullet went through your back.

You let out a groan of pain as the force of the bullet made you fall off of Whiskey. You gasped, your heart rate getting fast, it felt like a million suns were beating down on your body. You felt someone move your body and you groaned, the person shushed you and put you on the back of a horse. Your body slumped onto them and they kept telling you to stay awake. You passed out a few miles out of Valentine.

A/N: So honestly I want to write chapters of when you, John, Tilly and Arthur were little so when you're passed out and healing from your gun wound you're going to be hallucinating your childhood a bit. I also am going to be slammed pack with college this week so expect the next chapter maybe this weekend. I love you all so much! I'm so glad this fic is getting the attention that I never really thought it would get!

[chiefbeefy]

i genuinely love my tomodachi life with the van der linde gang bc it’s so fucked up

the marriages are a punch in the face. sure, there may be pairings like john and abigail or arthur and kieran (i worked SO hard for that one) ((and javier and my mii >:])), there are pairings like reverend and mary or tilly and lenny. i just gave up once i got the ones i needed.

everyone’s beefing with each other all. the. time. like i JUST had to break up a fight between bill and kieran (who as the stupid horse hat bc of course)

while everyone takes their SO or best friends on trips, hosea takes john and javier [insert eyebrow raise] and i think that’s cute

tahiti exists?????

everyone’s rap battling?? and kieran’s good at it??????

for some reason jack knows spanish (he said amigo ONCE) and now i cannot get the idea of javier teaching him spanish out of my head

bill has green hair. he wanted to dye his hair and i got a random number generator. he got green

at least three people have pink hair

everyone is in love with kieran for some reason??? he’s married (with a kid) and men still want him

[theycallme-thejackal]

Vigilante Shit

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Lenny wakes to the sound of the doorbell ringing, and when he looks at the clock, it’s a little after two in the morning.

Midge is curled against his side, and he considers not answering the door because he knows who it is. But because of who it is, he has to answer the door. He huffs in annoyance before kissing his wife’s hair and then slipping out of bed.

“Where’re you going?” Midge grumbles.

“I’ll be right back,” he promises.

The doorbell rings several times in rapid succession, and Lenny rolls his eyes. Midge sighs, “That’s Joel.”

“Odds are good,” he agrees as he slips into his robe.

She groans, her head plopping back onto her pillow. “I’ll deal with him,” she says before moving to get up.

“Nope,” Lenny answers, going back to the bed. “I will deal with him.”

She looks at him for a moment. “Honey, you know I’m not going to - ”

“I know,” he promises. Despite Joel’s obvious belief that his ex would drop her whole life if he asked, Lenny hasn’t once felt threatened by his wife’s ex-husband. “But you’ve had a rough night. Let me take care of this, and you can deal with it once you’ve gotten some rest.”

She opens her mouth to protest but then closes it and nods. He gives her a quick kiss and then heads downstairs as the doorbell continues to ring.

Joel Maisel looks at him in shock when the door opens. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Uh...I live here?” Lenny answers.

“You’re supposed to be in Boston.”

“And you’re supposed to not cheat on the daughter of one of the most powerful mobs in the city, and yet here we are.”

Joel’s face blanches at that. “How did you - ”

“Mei stopped by to talk to Midge. Midge called me. So here I am,” Lenny explains.

“I need to talk to Midge,” Joel says, pushing past the taller man into the house.

“You can talk to her in the morning, Joel.”

“No, I need to talk to her now.”

“No.”

“What do you mean, no?” Joel seethes as Lenny closes the door.

“I mean no, like what you should’ve said when your dick wanted to go wandering into one of your employees. Midge is asleep, and I’m not waking her up for this. You can talk to her in the morning.”

“She’s going to want to talk to me,” the younger man insists.

Lenny pinches the bridge of his nose. “Joel, it’s two AM. I had to take a four hour train ride because you decided - once again - to nuke your marriage. I really don’t have the patience to listen to you pretend you know my wife better than I do.”

Joel glowers at him. “I’m going to talk to Midge,” he says.

“No, actually, you’re not,” Lenny counters, quickly inserting himself between Joel and the stairs to the second floor.

“Get out of my way!” Joel shouts.

“Jesus, Joel, I told you, you can talk to her in the morning! She’s exhausted. Leave her alone.”

For a split second, he’s is pretty sure Joel’s about to finally throw a punch at him, but then his gaze moves upward, and he looks so fucking pleased it makes Lenny feel sick. 

He sighs and turns, looking up at his wife, wrapped up in her blue dressing gown and the comfortable slippers he got her last Hanukkah. “I thought you were going to stay in bed,” he says, swiping a hand over his mouth.

“I heard shouting. Thought I should come down here and make sure I don’t have to clean blood off my wallpaper tomorrow,” she explains as she descends the stairs.

He scoffs a little laugh. She reaches the bottom of the stairs and kisses his cheek, and he can feel anger radiating off of Joel behind him. “Want me to stay?” He asks quietly.

“Always,” she whispers, “but I should probably talk to him alone. It won’t take long, I promise.”

Lenny turns his head slightly to eye Joel, who looks very pleased with this turn of events. He turns back to his wife. “Okay,” he sighs as he squeezes her hand. “I’ll go make some coffee.”

“Decaf,” she replies. “We’re going back to bed shortly.”

He grins softly and dips to kiss her before going to the kitchen.

The conversation isn’t as short as Lenny had hoped, and when Midge finally joins him in the kitchen, she looks even more exhausted than she had when he first arrived home.

She climbs into his lap at the kitchen table and wraps her arms tightly around him, burying her face in his neck. He slips his own arms around her waist and rubs her back as soothingly as he can manage. “Regretting decaf?” He asks.

She chokes out a laugh, and he feels her tears on his neck as he lifts a hand to stroke her hair. “He wanted me to run away with him,” she whispers.

Lenny wishes he could say he’s surprised, but this is exactly the kind of stunt he expects from Joel. He sighs. “What did you tell him?”

“I said no,” she answers.

“And?”

“And nothing,” she answers, sniffing as she pulls away so she can look at him. “He wanted me to pack bags for Ethan and Esther, drive out to Queens with him to pick them up, and get the hell out of town,” she explains quietly.

She reaches for the coffee cup on the table, and he untangles a little from her to give her the space. She, however, makes no move to get out of his lap. As she sips, he waits patiently for her to continue. “No thought of how leaving would affect Sarah or Charlotte or our parents or you..."

“You’re also one of the most famous comics in the country at this point; I don’t think you can just disappear without getting recognized,” he points out.

“I don’t know what to do, Lenny,” she whispers, quickly adding, “I’m not leaving you. I just...I don’t know what I’m going to tell the kids.”

Lenny offers her a soft smile. “We should get some sleep,” he answers. “You’re not going to figure this out right now. Especially since we don’t know what’s actually going to happen.”

“You don’t know me at all, do you?” She drawls.

He chuckles. “I do. And I know that you can’t help but worry, but for all we know, this could blow over. Joel and Mei could divorce without it getting messy, meaning there will be no explaining on your end.”

“But - ”

“Midge,” he sighs. “I know you can fix anything, but this is not yours to fix. We’re just going to have to deal with things as they happen.”

Her head thuds gently against his shoulder. “I hate this.”

“I do, too,” he murmurs against her hair, placing a soft kiss there. “But for now, let’s hit the sack.”

“Can’t move,” she mutters.

He laughs quietly again. “Well, you’ve had a hell of a night,” he concedes, gently taking the cup from her grasp and setting it on the table. He scoops her up, groaning a little from the effort. It’s not that she’s heavy - he’s just getting older.

By the time he gets them to the bedroom, she’s snoozing on his shoulder, and he tucks her into their bed before sliding in behind her and holding her close.

[livingfictional]

Can I request a male match up for Red Dead Redemption 2 please?

Personality : I'm shy, timid, quiet & polite to strangers. With people I'm comfortable with, I'm loud, outgoing, playful, mature, responsible, motherly(to naughty friends), childlike(to mature friends/family) and sarcastic (unintentionally).

I'm kinda tomboyish as I wear over-sized t-shirts, baggy pants, & sneakers but don't play sports or video games. I'm a slow learner, not smart, not strong, and not talented. I'm pretty dense, straightforward, oblivious, and naive too.

I get confused or misunderstand what people meant easily so it's best if you tell me straight to my face so I can't be mistaken. I'm also touch starved as I love giving & receiving affection but I only can hug one person and even then, I do my best to not overdo it because I would be greedy if I continue.

I'm a hopeless romantic, sensitive, & overthink often. I work as hard as I can & try my best & be careful as I can to everything I do, as I'm pretty clumsy & makes mistakes more often than most people. I try to help my family and friends as they've helped me & cared for me dearly.

I try to communicate properly & ask for their consent first before doing anything because I misunderstood that I had their permission before. I'm a worrywart, I get anxious & panic easily too. I don't believe in compliments I get occasionally or why my family & friends care for me because I don't see good things or anything important about myself only bad things.

Sexuality and gender : I'm a straight female.

Fun fact : I'm kinda perverted which contrasts my innocent & baby face. I keep it to myself though. I always need to let the cinema employees check my identity card to verify my age whenever I watch a R-rated movie.

Likes : anime, manga, cartoons, comics, movies, music, fanfics especially reader inserts, potato chips, cakes, chocolate, pizzas, burgers, cute animal videos, etc

Dislikes : Anyone who is rude, disrespectful, hypocritical, abusive, can never admit mistakes, blames others, too selfish, demanding, dismissive, etc

Hobbies : drawing, reading manga, fanfics especially reader inserts, listening to music, and watching anime, movies, & cartoons. My favourite genre is romance but I love comedy, mystery, action, sci-fi, fantasy, and historical too!

Please & thank you!

Im so sorry you had to wait so long, I hope you like it!

I match you up with… Lenny!

The best couple! I imagine you’d be able to entertain him with your humor, he’d play along with your jokes.

He really took his time to become friends with you and get to know you. I don’t think he was shy, he was so happy to meet someone new in camp.

The more he learned about you the more in love he fell.

Knowing you can be a bit oblivious at times he makes sure to be very straightforward when talking to you. Just a very considerate friend and lover.

Sweet boy makes sure to give you all the hugs you need. Be greedy, please! He’ll always have his hands on you, whether it’s a hand on your back or straight up holding you close to his side by the fire.

[fareehaandspaniards]

character bingo : edgar, and yurie :}

Them!!! First of all they are very silly, especially Yurie (I can't NOT drop a shitpost here, I am sorry)

NOW about bingo

I so rarely post about Yurie, but I love her much! And this is that rare case of self-projection on a fictional character for me…. Partial! I think we could sit down together in a Not-a-simp tavern and have many, many drinks…. (insert lenny face)

With Yurie I can come up with a lot of silly and funny situations….. And it's such a relief. Because I used to be offended to make jokes about female characters, and it's so wrong. Make jokes about everyone, or don't make jokes AT ALL

She is not my hyperfixation, but she is MY TYPE. There's not much to say about the design - she wears the standard Choir uniform. Yurie is my favourite girl-failure, I might say. At least I see her as a failed hero. She is capable of anything, LITERALLY, if she gets her butt kicked and forehead kissed by Imposter-Iosefka. I will hold Yurie GENTLY

No one can prove to me that Edgar does NOT look hot. His huge nose? YES. His nerdish look? YES. Everything in him? HOT

Everyone else is wrong, just because you want some new interpretations of the character. In my headcanons, I gave him a very strong empathy (he is little augur himself), lost in life, and disgust to Ebrietas… Also auntie Yurie lol And many-many things... I think he is incredibly mean but kind person...

Would kiss of course!!! And of course he exists, I see many Edgars when I am at work... The lack rosmarinus and Holy Sword of Ludwig tho. I am very Normal abour Edgar. If I start talking about him, it'll come out as usual a big post-biography with headcanons lol (And now it's Logarius' turn, so Edgar is sitting on the sidelines, I've given him enough attention in the fanfics of every sort xD)

Thanks for the ask!

[almightyhamslice]

@evajellion has been playing SMRPG and posting pics on my server lately, and she introduced me to this guy, Yaridovich! I’m kind of obsessed ngl. I really like his design. So I decided to draw him! Honestly it was pretty smooth except getting his face right, that was tough. Kinda hard to see with how little ref material of him there is out there. 

Though actually, if I ever draw him again I might experiment with giving him differently shaped hands. The gloves are cute, but his in-game sprite has 4 fingers that look like claws. That could be cool.

[phaltu]

How about Doctor/hospital/vet AU? Whether you do this prompt or not - you are amazing and talented and beautiful and none of us deserve you! Thank you for doing this prompt-a-thon!

prompt-a-thon, day 1 out of 7

Ahhh thank you so much sweetheart!! I’ve never had as much fun in a fandom as I have in this one ;_; I’d like to thank everyone for sending such lovely prompts AND so many kind words in as well! I really do appreciate it and appreciate every single one of you so much, this fandom has been a bottomless well of support and love!! My apologies if I couldn’t get to your request but know that if I could, I’d do each and every one of them!!

without further ado here’s a Doctor AU!!! ….kinda…

900 words, rated T or S for stupid, read the rest of the prompts here

Keith doesn’t believe in divine intervention, not to the degree that others do. Not normally anyways. Divine intervention might have prevented him from ending up at Denny’s at 3 A.M with Lance as they try to stuff hashbrowns into their face. They’ve sobered up from a shitty house party, and Keith’s never been this hungry in his life.

He chugs down some of his orange juice while Lance says something about having forgotten his mickey of Cuervo at the house party, and the door rings as two new patrons step in. One of them flies right over Keith’s head; he’s lanky and tall with sandy hair and what looks like an ever-present smirk. The other one is proof that maybe divine intervention is what brought Keith to this diner to begin with.

He’s tall and big. The first two are generally all that one needs to get onto Keith’s radar, but his face looks like God spent a little extra time on him. Keith’s never seen kinder eyes nor a sturdier jaw, and he doesn’t know what to do with either piece of information. The tequila might still be in his system but Keith knows that even sober, he’d be going googly-eyed over this white-haired man that’s asking for a table for two in a low, luxurious voice.

“Keith?” Lance waves a hand in front of his face. “Hello?”

Keith nods and Lance narrows his eyes, looking over his shoulders.

“Oh, for Christ’s sake,” he says, turning back to Keith and looking pointedly unimpressed. “Are you still drunk?”

“What?” Keith says absent-mindedly, watching the man. He’s wearing dark grey scrubs, matching the shorter man, and has a small logo on his side that matches the local university hospital. He watches as the two take a seat three tables down from Keith. The waitress takes their order, and Keith ignores Lance’s indignation in favour of hearing the man’s low rich voice ask her for a Santa Fe skillet.

“What about your diet, Dr.Shirogane?” The other man says, and Keith thinks he’s ready to ascend. He’s hot and a doctor. Dr.Shirogane chuckles, and Keith goes a little cross-eyed.

“Hey ugly,” Lance snaps his fingers in front of Keith’s face. “I’m talking to you.”

“Don’t care,” Keith deigns to give Lance one flat look, sticking his tongue out at him. Lance gives him the middle finger, and Keith ignores him, looking back to the current object of his still-slightly-tipsy desire.

And the man looks up while Keith sticks another hash brown into his mouth, and catches him staring. Keith’s eyes widen, and he sees the corner of the man’s mouth tick upwards.  Two things happen.

First, the man winks. Keith’s never had a man this hot wink at him before which leads to the second thing. The hashbrown Keith swallowed has decided to go down the wrong way, probably too overwhelmed by the wink.

Keith starts making a choking sound, and gestures wildly towards Lance. Lance looks unaffected.

“If you’re making noise then you’re fine,” He says, and for a good measure, adds a “Bitchass.”

Keith gives him the middle finger, but the act of it makes the hashbrown lodge itself even weirder down his throat. Keith goes silent and he grasps his throat, and Lance finally realizes that something is in fact going wrong.

“Fuck,” Lance says, eyes widening. “Fuck oh fuck oh fuck dude, what the fuck?”

Keith flails, and out of the corner of his eye he sees a large figure darting towards their table. He thinks it’s perhaps the grim reaper, eager to pull Keith into an early end, but said large figure yanks Keith up and thwacks his back five times, hard. Keith would be into it, if he wasn’t dying. Well-muscled arms wrap around him and clasp into a fist over his abdominals, and Keith feels the hands pound into his gut.

He chokes again, and on the third thrust, the hash brown spills out of his mouth, tumbling onto the ground like the pathetic piece of shit potato it is. He coughs, and it takes him a second to register that he’s on his tip toes before the large figure lets him down and turns him around. Keith finds himself getting pushed back until he’s sitting on the counter top of their table and is face-to-face with the unreasonably hot doctor from before.

“Holy shit,” Keith breathes, and he feels a large hand placed on top of his shoulder. He looks up, and notes that Hot Doctor’s face up close is significantly hotter than it was from a distance. “I almost died.”

“Not quite,” the man smiles kindly, and Keith can see his dinner companion try to get a glimpse of Keith over the man’s shoulders.  The man elbow him out of the way, and his friend makes a noise of protest.

“He choked because you’re hot,” Lance supplies helpfully from where he’s still seated and munching on his peameal bacon. “Just to let you know.”

“Maybe it’s better if I did die,” Keith grimaces, and the man goes a little pink around his ears. “Give me another one, let it finish the job.”

“Hey now,” the man’s hand is still on his shoulder, Keith realises. “Maybe you should try eating something that goes down a little better.”

“Yeah?” Keith asks, crossing his arms over his chest in a defensive manner. He’s going to kill Lance barehanded when they get back to their dorm. “Like what?”

“Why don’t I take you out to dinner and show you?” the man asks, his friend snorts, Lance makes an ooooh noise,  and Keith decides that just this once, revenge can wait another day.

[nifaswriting]

hello! how would ace, zoro and kidd react to their s/o asking for a cuddling session because they've been feeling down lately. i love ur blog! :D

Hello dearest! Thank you for your request, it was so cute to write! Enjoy ❤️

Kid, Zoro and Ace reacting to their s/o asking for cuddles :

He's all smirk at first, seemingly joking about it

He thought they were down because he hasn't been around much and they wanted his attention

"Didn't know ya missed me THAT much, babe."

Immediately frowns the moment he understands his lover is upset for real and actually asking for reassurance, no shit Eustass

He likes teasing them, sure, but the last thing he wants is making their mood worse than it already is

He's a good man with a good heart for them, but boy is awkward

Kid is silent for long agonizing minutes and suddenly his s/o almost wants to go back on their words because they think he's annoyed

He finally sighs loudly

"You're such a pain in the ass." He has no filter. "I'm sor -"

However, they don't have time to finish their sentence because Kid is already swinging them over his shoulder, carrying them around the ship like a bag of potatoes

Taking the direction of their shared bedroom for a long private cuddle sessions

Of course, he's not going to leave them alone with whatever upsetting thoughts they are having, not without doing anything

What kind of captain and boyfriend would he be ?

"Let's ease your mood, 'aight ?"

In the end, he decided that cuddling wasn't enough to help them and they did something else instead *insert lenny's face*

My most beloved *loving sigh* *ahem*

This man never hesitates when it's about having any kind of physical contact with his lover

Hugs, cuddles, kisses, he'll give them anything they want, they just have to ask and he's ready

Though, hearing that something might have been upsetting them without him noticing makes his heart aches slightly

In times like this, he kinda doubts himself and the fact he's a good boyfriend, he has great self-esteem poor baby

However, he knows that it's not about him right now and prefers focusing on his s/o than on his personal feelings

More than ever, Ace is ready to hold them as tight as he can and never letting them go again

Not until they feel better, at least

"Tell me about it."

It's impossible not to feel comfortable in this man's arms, so his lover would probably tell him why they are feeling down

If it's something specific, Ace is going to listen quietly but carefully, humming to let them know he's paying attention

If it's nothing in particular, it doesn't matter, he'll still cuddle them tightly and close to him

One way or the other, there is no way they won't feel immediately better once his arms are wrapped around them

And if they don't, then he won't ever let them go

Zoro is pretty observant, so there is no way he hasn't already noticed that his lover has been feeling down for a few days

If anything, he might actually be the one coming to them to ask what is wrong and if they want to talk about it

"Oi, you're acting weird lately. What about it ?"

Whatever it is, Zoro will listen until they're done, nodding and keeping eye contact so they understand he actually cares a lot

This man's not big on comforting words because he's awkward, but I know damn well his arms are the most pleasant place to be when the world seems to be crumbling down

So, of course, it's obvious his s/o is going to ask for cuddles after explaining everything to him and who is he to deny them ?

He'll probably suggest they both lie down in one of his favorite napping spots (in case he falls asleep mid-cuddling)

I already said it before but Zoro's arms feel so safe, and if his s/o doesn't immediately feel better the instant he holds them, what can I say ?

If they fall asleep in his arms, Zoro will kiss the top of their head while never letting them go

100% falls asleep no matter what because he's comfortable and holding his favorite person, he can't ask for anything better

Maybe a bit of booze to finish the painting, but you know what, he'll go with just that, it's already more than enough ❤️

[inn-oceanid]

Some Venti headcanons : him having a huge crush on you but can’t communicate well.

High school AU.

Venti who fell for you when he saw how athletic you were during PE. They way you moved so cool got him feeling crazy.

Venti who would always stare at you during classes where it leads him to the point where he can’t hear the teacher calling his name.

Venti who would always admire you for everything you do, even the smallest things, even mistakes.

Venti who squeals mentally when your eyes meet.

Venti who blushes furiously when you smile at him and covers his mouth when he looks away.

Venti who curses mentally, dang why are you so pretty?

Venti who’d get sad when you don’t attend classes, and is very happy to see you in class even if you don’t talk to him.

Venti who would secretly cheer for you when you’re playing sports.

Venti who would also secretly cheer for you when your teacher asks you a question about the subject.

Venti who literally celebrates quietly when you heard him whisper the answer which made the teacher allow you to sit down.

Venti who would always watch you walk from behind and admire you from there. You never fail to make his heart flutter by just looking at you.

Venti who can’t communicate well without stuttering when you talk to him, and will slap his forehead and sulk about it after.

But what if you became close? (Insert lenny face)

Venti who would always be happy to lend you his pens, even if you lose it.

Venti who would always stare at you while you’re doing things, like writing.

Venti who likes it very much when your hair falls from your ear and tuck it again.

Venti who likes it when you laugh at his dumb jokes.

Venti who wants to be with you 24/7

Venti who walks you home and wishes you a goodnight.

Venti who likes holding your hands when you walk with him.

Venti who’s like a cute puppy that follows you around.

Venti who would go like, “I’m so.. hooked.” And mess his hair in frustration when he tells his friends about you.

Venti who would blush furiously when he remembers something about you, which makes him slam his head on the table.

Aether who finds this amusing:

Venti who likes so much about you, like literally everything that when his friends ask him about what he likes about you, he can’t answer and give a proper example.

Venti who’s smitten, just head over heals for you so please like him back.

Oh to have someone like this dude seriously.

[miyacreampie]

Lenny sensei's class has begun!~♡

“Naughty boy~♡”

synopsis 💭;; Ushijima being horny and desperate enough to touch himself while talking to us on the phone.

note 🖋️;; This is my first time writing something like this. It was something random that popped into my head lmao- sorry if it's shitty or doesn't make sense- I started writing it at 3am-

Male pronouns used.

Not enough.

Ushijima felt as if he needed something specific to help him get off. He had asked Tendou for help with his dilemma, and the redhead did so, albeit being surprised. Now, Tendou knew he shouldn't have been surprised, but Ushijima usually never showed any interest towards these kinds of things. But Ushijima was a man after all- it was bound to happen eventually.

The olive-haired man went through the sites Tendou had sent him, although it did make him cum, he still didn't feel satisfied. He texted his friend that it didn't work, but thanked him for his help. (Although that did take a while because his hand was shaking.)

‘Maybe if I try touching somewhere else it'll calm down..’ He spread his legs, reaching down to touch his hole. ‘I'll try this since that woman in the video seemed to enjoy it.’ Wakatoshi flinched and let out a shaky breath as he inserted one finger.

Just as he was about to insert a second finger, his phone rang. Ushijima didn't want to answer, but after he read the contact name, he answered it because he didn't feel like dealing with being attacked with questions. Especially during his current situation.

“Hey, ‘Shijima-kun!” (Y/n)'s tone of voice was as playful as Tendou's, but with a more adult charm to it. Ushiwaka's cock twitched upon hearing it. “I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my place for the weekend– it's cool if you can't. Heh.”

Another finger entered Wakatoshi's now clenching hole. He let out a soft moan, not loud enough to be heard over the phone, but it still had him fearing his friend may have heard him. “Uhm- s..sure…” Ushiwaka didn't know how or why, but (Y/n)'s voice made him feel hot. Maybe he'd finally be able to get his dick to go down after all! He'd do anything at this point- desperate wouldn't even be the right word for him. He was beyond desperate.

“Oh cool. Anytime is fine. Well, I guess I'll–”

“How've you been lately, (L/n)-san..?” Ushijima asked, trying to drag the conversation on.

(Y/n) was taken aback by the other man wanting to talk more. Usually they would end the call there. “I've been good I guess- can't say the same for the weather though, am I right?” The (h/c) man let out a quiet laugh. “What about you?”

Ushi answered, despite his voice not agreeing with him. “I..I've been w-well..hng~..” Unlike the first time he let out a lewd sound, (Y/n) heard it loud and clear this time.

A smirk slowly crept it's way across (Y/n)'s face. He had never heard Ushiwaka sound so..whiny. It made him kinda happy. “Are you sure? You sound a bit unwell to me.” (Y/n) feigned a concerned tone, and listened for his friend's voice.

“Hah~..mm~..”

“‘Shijima-kun?”

Upon hearing (Y/n) call his name from the other end, he snapped back into reality (from wherever the hell his mind was). “Y-yes!” That came out a little louder than he would have liked it to. He cleared his throat. “I'm perfectly fine..(L/n)-san.”

“Wakatoshi–” There was a brief silence (other than Ushijima's quiet whimpers and moans) before (Y/n) continued. “–please don't push yourself. Get some rest.”

At that moment, Ushijima felt as if he were about to cum. Was it because (Y/n) said his name? “..again...hah~..”

“What?”

Ushiwaka rolled over on his stomach, still playing with his hole as he rubbed his cock against the fabric of the bedsheets underneath him. “My name– say it again.. please~”

‘Is he being serious right now?’ (Y/n) unconsciously raised an eyebrow. “Wakatoshi..?” His voice came out a little deeper, but a bit quieter than he thought it would, but maybe that wasn't such a bad thing?

Hearing his name in a soft-spoken voice; he lost it. Ushijima let out a loud whine as he shot thick ropes of cum onto the sheets as well as his stomach and chest. It was so much more intense than the other times– his vision was hazy, and his body shook from the intensity of the orgasm. Then, it finally happened. His cock spewed a bit more cum before finally going limp.

Wakatoshi had never felt so relieved. He didn't even care about the mess he made. He was just glad he finally got rid of his (kinda) painful hard-on. Though that didn't last long as he was scared half to death by (Y/n)'s laughter. Did the orgasm fry his brain? How the hell did he forget that he was on the phone with (Y/n) that fast?

“‘Shijima-kun, you naughty, naughty boy..~♡”

“W...what?”

“Tori-kun told me about your little problem, so I decided to check on you. I didn't think you'd get off to my voice..you dirty boy~♡”

‘Shit. I got carried away. But it felt so–’ His thoughts were interrupted when he felt the growing pressure in his lower abdomen. He was getting hard again.

“Fuck.”

I hope I made the homies horny 😩 thanks for reading, darling. ♡

The class session is now over!~♡

[australet789]

Marichat May Day 19: Identity Reveal

Sometimes is not only the cat who is curious

[bluiex]

*kicks door off of a bat shaped coffin* I LIVVVVEEE!!!!

Frick, has it been to dang long! Sorry about that, I really wanted my return to be providing you all with the next part of this 'Hunter Grian gets hurt and Vamp Scar takes care of them' story I have, but I have rewritten the beginning part of that google doc about 5 times now so...Allow me to give you all some background-ish lore!

(Dancing bat anon, back to dancing again)

~~~Lore bits beyond this point~~~

Lore bit 1- Nearly all the hunters that attacked Grian are on their way to the afterlife but one, who is being kept in a dark basement somewhere. Spooky!

Lore bit 2- Grian's attack was an thing that was confined to discussions within the group that attacked him. None of the Hunter branch Grian and his attacker are/were a part of have any idea of what happened.

Lore bit 3- The missing presence of 7 hunter is being felt by the branch, but the majority think they're all dead. Some of the hunters that are Grian's friends have been trying to call him but to no avail. Such an unfortunate thing for Grian to have his phone stolen...

Lore bit 4- Grian has no idea of what Scar is doing, and Scar would like it to be kept that way.

Lore bit 5- The blood moon is considered a very special lunar event by Vampire-kind, both for their courting (insert lenny face lol) and in general. Hunters considered it the worst night one could possibly experience however, as it is thought that vampires are at their strongest during the event.

Lore bit 6- It's actually quite common (in the vampire social circle) for humans and vampires to be together. It's put down as 'Claiming' the human in the vampire's history book, and there is a list of what one must do for their 'claim' to be recognized by other vampires.

Lore bit 7- Pearl's not dead, if any of you thought that. There is something preventing her from sending a message back to Grian though.

Lore bit 8- Scar knows how to cook and still does from time to time. He cooks a lot more now that Grian is currently living with him.

And that's about it (for now lol), hope you all enjoyed that and it's got your brain thinking about what could be coming up!

YES kill all those hunters Scar, and torture that one mf in the basement >:3c

Ough I love all the lore SO much. The fact Grian doesn't know about what Scar is doing... Hnn cuz whatll his reaction be if/when he finds out??

YES I knew Pearl wouldn't be dead- I'm so ready to know why she can't send a message whenever you get around to telling it

[konata-izumi-kinny-writes]

Mario x GN! Reader Hcs

Sfw (with a mention of NSFW and injury)

Huge on PDA, doesn't matter whos watching

Very energetic, sometimes you run out of energy before him and he doesn't realize until you practically collapse on a nearby bench or smth

Mario accidentally scares you by jumping over or in front of you. He feels bad after tho.

Randomly kisses you, could be long and passionate, or short and sweet, depends on the situation

Like Luigi, he's very loving to you and likes cuddles

Will try to flirt with you to no end, sometimes the pickup lines are good and sometimes they're so bad you just die laughing

His favorite dates are usually anything having to do with food, but he's fine as long as your'e happy

If he finds a power up like a bell or the bee powerup from Super Mario Galaxy (or the super crown), he will BEG you to try it so he can see how adorable you look

TRY ON A BALLGOWN OR ANY POOFY DRESS HE WILL DIE OF A NOSE BLEED

Peach gets kidnapped less bc now Bowser is focused on you, however Mario doesn't mind asl long as saving you earns him a kiss (or more ifyouknowwhatimsayin *insert lenny face here*)

Squishes your tummy (unless you're not comfortable with that)

BODY👏 POSITIVITY👏 ALL👏 AROUND👏

Your fat italian boyfriend loves you for who you are no matter what you look like.

Puts his arm on your waist at random, but mostly in public

Will try to make you laugh at random (usually it works)

If you're sad, he'll try making your favorite food to help you feel better, if that doesnt work, flowers. And if that doesn't work either, he will carry you to bed and snuggle until you feel better enough to talk about it. He won't force you though.

Also like Luigi, Mario will love and cherish any gift you give him

Sometimes Mario comes back from his adventures injured, could be minor or major but either way you might wanna help him

One time you had to help him to the hospital, it was NOT pretty.

One time when he jumped he landed weirdly and twisted his ankle.

Speaking of medical situations, this boi will help you with any injury you get. He hears on yelp of pain out of you and hes already grabbing the band-aids (with mlp patterns on them UuU)

Although he loves animals he wants to wait until you two marry to actually have a pet

Speaking of pets, he gives you random pet names like "Princess", "Amoré", "Sweetie", etc.

But of course with every relationship, theres some flaws

He eats your leftovers

He snores louder than Luigi

Sometimes he rolls on top of you while you sleep and almost suffocates you, bc lets face it hes thicc (but chubby boys are cute sooooo)

Sometimes teases you but makes sure not to go to far

If he does, (which almost never happens but lets just say it does) he immediately drops everything to comfort you.

Aight yall thats it, requests are open so if you want to request anything, go ahead and do so (just follow the rules pls ;u;)

Thanks For Reading

:D