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[mscherub]

Hello! This was, and is originally posted on my Ao3, but I’m gonna bring it over here for other ppl to read, cause why not?

Courting with Floyd (Floyd Leech x Reader)

Gender neutral reader, referred to as prefect, Y/N, or shrimpy~

(Possible?) Warnings:

swearing(I have a sailors mouth and it makes its way into my writing)

Mention of a tooth

Uneducated reader on merfolk courting rituals

Probs grammatical errors and or spelling, or both, knowing me—

Word count: approximately 2.4K

How long has it been since Floyd has been acting weird? Well, I mean he always was weird to begin with, but now? Yea, totally different! He seemed more calm around you which—shockingly—is not like him. Was he ok? Where’d the sinister maniacal eel boy go? Figuring Jade would know better about his own brother, you went to him first just to ask, but, as expected, Jade was no help, simply smirking at you and basically telling you “tough luck.” I mean, Floyd, Floyd, was starting to be nice to you. Always finding a reason to be with you, always finding a reason to annoy hang out with you. Granted he did that before, but not as much. You weren’t thattt interesting. You were basic looking at best in his opinion(rude…), you caused a lot of trouble(ok, that’s fun…), and you did make everything twice as exciting when around so…ehhhh, maybe you were more interesting than he gave you credit for. But now? He’s going all out just to be closer it seems, and it’s unnerving.

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“Shrimpyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…ne ne, heyyyyyyy. Lookie lookie! Loooook!!! Shrimpy?” Floyd pouted and poked your cheek.

You were in the library, minding your business studying. Grim was off with Ace and Deuce so you got a moment alone, even just for a few minutes, but of course it was ruined already…

“Huh? I’m trying to study here…” you reply. Honestly why did trouble always find you? And more importantly why did the cause of it get blamed on you and—

“Booooringgg…hey hey, shrimpy~” he flashes you that signature toothy grin, pulling you out of your inner monologue. “I have something more fun in mind, yea? Come with me~” he doesn’t give you any time to even respond and yanks you up from your seat. You begrudgingly follow along behind him, trying to pull your arm away from his grip, but to no luck. The fuck did this guy eat to be so damn strong?

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After going about campus for who knows how long, precious study time replaced by scaring and robbing people on Azul’s special blacklist…Floyd drags you under a tree in the botanical gardens. He hums a tune softly as he kicks at rocks in the grass…he’s out of toys to play with now and I guess you’re the only option, right?

“Heyyyyyy, Shrimpy! Tell me a story from your world.” you’re pulled from your thoughts again and look over at him as he leans against the tree and slumps down to the ground. He looks up at you expectantly. You sigh and sit down next to him, backs against the trees.

“What do you wanna hear?” You hum as your eyes find their way to a group of butterflies fluttering around a small patch of flowers.

“Something cool. Hmmmm…oh! How ‘bout something about the oceans in your world? You have em, yea?” He sighs, gently bumping the back of his head against the tree

“Yea, my world has oceans, but I dunno. We have like maybe 5% explored? A lot of fish I guess…not much different from yours in a sense besides that merfolk don’t exist.” you murmur. What else was there really to say? You exactly weren’t a marine biologist before ending up here.

Floyd goes quiet and lets out a scoff of disbelief, his eyes widening

“Huh…your world sounds boring shrimpy…no other eel merfolk then?” He waits for your reply. Why did he care about that

“Uh…no. Not any merfolk at all…and I guess it is kinda boring. But hey, it’s home.” you retort. Floyd simply grins and moves his face closer to yours. You glare at him confused. You could be studying right now, you could be reading up on whatever topic Trein assigned, but no! You were bullshitting around with probably one of the top most deadliest students in the entire school, and that’s without the use of magic. But Floyd doesn’t do anything sinister, instead he pulls something from his blazer pocket and drops it in your lap…what the—a pearl?

“Uh—“

“Pretty, huh? Just like your eyes, or whatever. Anyways…I’m bored, and ‘Zul’s probably got some spiel for me when I get back…gotta beat him to the lounge.” Floyd hoists himself up and looks down at you, waving his hand. “Later, shrimpy-Chan~” he grins again. His eyes have a weird glint to them today.

He whistles as he walks off, leaving you alone to ponder, again…ok…what the fuck just happened?

Things didn’t exactly add up. Was he trying to trick you…did he just give you a gift, for free!? Uh, hello? Not Floyd like, not Octivanelle student like at all! Something was fishy, and no pun intended, but what the actual fuck? Ok, thinking logically, maybe you did something that benefited him and he payed you back for it? But what did you do? And also that’s not like Floyd, either? You’re completely and utterly stumped.

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Floyd’s behavior only got weirder over the days, and he even uncharacteristically started to give more gifts to you…one being the tooth of who knows who’s. You’ve asked him about it and it’s the same reply each time:

“Just felt like it. Bye now!” —or something like that…gave you something pretty, which was always usually shiny, and then left, leaving you to look at the gift(if you even wanna consider a tooth that then sure) confused.

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One evening you’re sitting in Ramshackle dorm, doom scrolling on MagiCam, Grim curled up and passed out beside you on the couch…

Ding!

“The hell?”

A message from Azul pops up and you instinctively click on it.

Azul: “for the love of the seven, please say yes to Floyd already. It’s driving me and my business into turmoil…”

Huh…

Ok, what the hell did he mean by “say yes to Floyd?” What am I saying yes to?

You: “…uh…what?”

Azul: “…”

Azul: “come to the lounge.”

And that’s it. Azul ends the conversation. Weird.

You hoist yourself up and you pat grim on the head to wake him up.

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When you and Grim get to the lounge, it’s empty, besides for the disaster playing out…Floyd slumped directly on the floor in the middle of the lounge in his eel form, his tail flicking angrily and smacking against the floor, a pout plastered onto his face. Apparently Azul caught him trying to sneak out again to go to the sea for “presents,” and Azul got fed up. Floyd grumbles and glares over at the door, his eyes soften just a bit when he sees it’s you, but he’s in one of his moods.

“Shrimpy…come’ere…” he mutters. “Tell ‘Zul how dickish he’s being by not letting me go get you another trinket from the sea.”

“Floyd, you’ve been skipping out on working hours—“

Jade chimes in, “To be fair, when doesn’t he?”

Floyd keeps bickering with Azul, leaving you and Grim to just witness the scene unfold before you.

“Henchhuman, we could run right about…now!” Grim murmurs.

“No…” you sigh as you grab his tail before he books it. You could totally take advantage of this, maybe get Azul to make a fair deal with you if you solve whatever is wrong with Floyd…

Jade walks up next to you silently and smiles as he watches.

“You know…my brother has taken quite a liking to you I fear…he would be fairly upset if you were to keep ignoring his advances.” He hums. “Though it is enjoyable to watch him try so hard.”

“What? Jade, no offense but what the hell do you mean?” You side eye him, but Azul calls Jade over to drag Floyd to the pool until he can get him a potion to change him back…Azul is stressed and it’s evident as he takes off his glasses to rub his face. But soon his exasperated expression is replaced by a glare as he makes eye contact with you.

“Prefect, I truly thought you were smart, but in this type of situation, you’re so dense!” Azul huffs.

“Ok, ok, before accusing me of anything else, you mind telling me what’s going on?” You say as you cross your arms.

“You know exactly what’s going on…right?” He mutters.

Azul looks at you, his glare never changing until you can see something click for him. His eyes go a little wide and he looks at you surprised.

Shit…you didn’t know the courting rituals of merfolk, did you? I mean it would only make sense, you were a human, and you weren’t exactly from this world…

“Ah…Prefect. How to explain this— “

“How to explain what?” You sigh.

Azul takes a breath in and puts his glasses back on before continuing.

“I suppose there’s differences in each culture varying from land to sea, and in truth that is what makes them all unique in their own ways…uh—“ he pauses again, rubbing his temples.

“in merfolk culture, those who may be interested in another tend to give gifts as a means of courting. Do you understand that? Need I say more?”

You stare at him blankly, blink a few times, then take a breath in.

“Courting?”

“Courting.” Azul confirms.

“By that you mean Floyd is trying to…trying to get with me? Date me?” You murmur, your eyes widening.

“Precisely.” Azul sighs. “And while I have no problem with that in a sense, you ignoring his advances have caused him to be more—more in a sour mood, lately, more than he usually is, anyways. It’s truly putting a stunt into the business of the lounge due to him working less…it’s cumbersome.” Azul sighs again, longer this time.

You look at Azul, then to Grim who seems even more surprised than you. He looks over at you and looks about ready to cry.

“NOOOOO. HENCHHUMAN NO! NO, NO! YOU WILL NOT NOOOOOOO!” Grim whines, grabbing your arm and shaking you.

“Tell Floyd off, Azul! Ain’t no way my Henchhuman is gonna fall in the grips of that slimy eel!” Grim complains

Azul puts up his hand, shushing Grim.

“That’s not my decision, and you both practically know Floyd as well as I do…and to be fair I don’t exactly know why he’s courting since neither him nor Jade have ever tried in their life, not even back in the coral sea…but, Perfect,” Azul narrows his eyes at you, “don’t make a decision that will ruin my business…” and with that, he leaves you and Grim, slamming the door to the VIP lounge.

“Henchhuman you can’t be considerin’ this! There’s a lot of better guys out there…like Kalim, rich too!”

“Floyd and Jade are pretty rich, too, Grim—“

“And he lives above land, and he has Jamil who makes great food! I think if you’re going for someone go for him.” He interrupts.

“Grimmy, it ain’t just about the money for one…” you sigh.

“YOU’RE CONSIDERING THIS?!” He yells, he looks ready to faint.

Truth was, that as much as you acted like you didn’t like Floyd, you honestly kind of did. For what, though? Hard to tell. Maybe it was his laid back attitude, or maybe it was his looks, though he kinda looked like a gremlin, or maybe you just liked him for, well, him…

Grim is already walking(floating) away, but you let him this time…you’ll find him later, guarantee, probably caught up with some mess he always manages to make. Instead, you take a breath in and walk to where the pools are located.

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You push through the double doors to the pool room and you find Floyd swimming in circles, bored mumbling obscenities to himself. You get closer, your footsteps echoing on the tiled floor.

“If it’s you ‘zul, I don’t wanna hear what you have ta say, ain’t gonna change anything, and—“ he looks up and sees you. He stops talking then stops swimming. Slowly, his pout forms into a smirk and he swims over to the edge of the pool.

“Shrimpy~ I knew you’d come…” he gives you a closed eye grin. He hoists himself up out of the pool and sits on the edge, the rest of his tail in the water.

You walk over to him and sit next to him, keeping at least a few feet between you in hopes you don’t get wet.

“Sorry I didn’t notice earlier…I guess?” you murmur. You look at him. His smile doesn’t fade, he moves his face closer to yours. “About the courting or whatever, I mean. Actually, it’s more your fault cause how were you gonna do that to me when I didn’t even know what it meant? Ah, whatever. Guess it’s just good I know now, right?” you tease. Floyd giggles and boops your nose.

“Thought you knew. You seemed smart, but maybe I gave ya too much credit for that, huh?” He teases back.

You nudge him gently with your shoulder, your uniform blazer sticking slightly to his viscous skin…

He smiles and holds out a closed fist to you. You look up at him and furrow your brows, looking at his gesture confused.

He turns his fist and opens it, revealing a pearl necklaces with shiny scales that obviously didn’t belong to him. Now that you understood the implications somewhat of the gifts, you hesitate to take it, but he plops it into the palm or your hand. You clip it around your neck and let out a soft hum as the light glints of the scales.

“It’s pretty,..uh, I guess just like you, thank you?” You murmur. Floyd grins even more and practically pounces on you.

“You’re too cute shrimpy…” he hums, rubbing his cheek against yours. “You get it now, yea? Good…now you gotta do it back…I only like expensive things so—“

“Floyd, let’s just skip that, ok?” You chuckle. “I like you, too…without the gifts you’ve given me, though, they are nice…”

“Hmmm…guess I can see past it just this once…” he sighs. He pulls back a little and grins at you. You look back at him and can’t help but smile.

“Do you know how we seal a courtship?” His smiling never faltering.

“Let me guess, a ki—“

Floyd crashes his lips against yours and shuts you up. A small sound of surprise leaves you. He pulls away and giggles, watching as your face turns bright red.

“Hmmm…now I’m bored, Shrimpy…oh, I know let’s go for swim!”

Oh no.

That’s it for now my lovelies! Also this was my first work on Ao3 and ofc transferring it over here may have messed it up a lot more, so if it’s bad that’s why 💀 (I also can write rlly well some days and others I can’t, weird thing…)

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Please don’t steal or copy any of my work! You may, however, reblog if you’d want to!

Pictures belong to Disney Twisted Wonderland but are edited by me :)

[tojisun]

i just know and i feel it in my little heart. bimbo reader collects sonny angels. maybe she’s even made them little outfits and says one is simon and one is her. i feel like she’s the type to sew a little pocket on his tactical clothes so a little part of her is always with him 😭

HONEY OH MY GOD HONEY THIS IS ADORABLE?? THANK U FOR THE VISION BECAUSE SHE ABSOLUTELY DOES!! got a full collection and a mounted shelf for the lil cherubs n all thattt 🥹🫶🏼 god what a cutie

just imagine how excited you were when you first started collecting them and simon’s a little confused but he gives you his card anyway when you tell him you want to order more.

“they all have the same face, sweets,” he says, bending over to get a clearer view of your display case to see the little things. some have full outfits, while some are almost bare except for their hats, but even then – even with their different skin tones and eye colours and costumes – simon can’t shake off the oddity of seeing a singular expression from an intensive collection. “i don’t get it.”

then, his eyes catch onto a unique set. these two don’t have a plastic-style outfits and are, instead, decked out in little sewn clothes. one’s a wearing a pink dress, sparkly and made of laces, while the other one’s in a basic tactical gear – dark jumper, dark pants, a grey vest that’s fashioned to look like a bulletproof vest – and… a balaclava?

huh. that almost looks like-

“it’s us!” you chirp and simon, well, his heart quivers.

“yeah?” he asks, unable to look away at the little things, feeling so choked up at the affection and love that’s slamming against his ribs.

you hum in reply before your hand, slim and bejewelled, juts out to pluck the two of the dolls from the stand. simon straightens up and turns to face you at your beckoning.

“made ‘em ‘cause i missed you,” you mutter, batting your lashes up at him in a shy manner. you snagged your bottom lip between your teeth, nibbling in anxiousness, and simon simply melts.

“oh, lovie,” he croons as he cups your jaw with his palm, his lungs constricting when you instantly nuzzle into his hold. “they’re perfect. y’r perfect.”

he murmurs his thanks when you give him the doll that’s fashioned to look like you, gentle in his touch and reverent as he slides it into the chest pocket of his jacket.

“there she is,” simon murmurs, unaware of how his actions are making you tremble with love. “safe and sound by my heart.”

he chokes in surprise when you throw yourself at him, climbing him with experienced grappling, before cupping his cheeks and pulling him in for a kiss.

well. simon’s not complaining, that’s for sure.

-;

you bring simon-sonny around when you go out with your friends, plopping it beside your cocktail drink or beside your lil cup of ice cream, before asking your friend to snag a picture of you and the cherub to send to simon (who’s currently deployed).

to: simmy <3

us!!!! 💖🩷 <

and simon responds with a picture from his end, just a little selfie, almost blurry, the angle just enough to show simon looking up at the camera and the little sonny that’s perched inside his chest pocket – the one you diy-ed yourself.

from: simmy <3

> us :)

-;

CRYING THIS IS TOO CUTE!!! RAHHHHH nonbc im so sorry i rambled again 😭 i just. i have sm lil figurines (not specifically sonny) and i just love thinking about a s/o who cares sm they indulge u :’>

[meazalykov]

star

catarina macario x f!chelsea!reader

you meet catarina's parents for the first time in san diego (requested)

warnings: reader won the 2024 ballon d'or in this fic for the plot. google translated portuguese for two words.

you’re pacing the hotel room in san diego, the carpet soft under your socks as the city’s evening hum seeps through the cracked window. it’s been four months and change since you and catarina, or cat as you’ve always called her, started dating, and every day still feels like a spark that hasn’t quite settled. 

the both of you had been best friends for years before this, playing on the pitch together for both the national level and at chelsea. the both of you bonded over injuries, stealing food from each other, inside jokes, deep late-night talks, and even the transfer from lyon to chelsea that you both did together.

the shift to something more was natural but tonight, your stomach’s in knots. 

you’re meeting her parents.

cat’s from san diego, and with the national team playing two games here, she’d decided it was time to bring you into the fold. cat’s parents had always assumed you were just her teammate, the one she’d gush about after a match… close, sure, but nothing more.

that is until cat dropped the bomb a few weeks ago on them. now, after the games, the national team is able to be dismissed. so, you and cat are now headed to a fancy dinner with her parents before flying back to london with mia tomorrow. 

you’re terrified, and it’s written all over your face and your bouncing leg against the floor.

cat’s sprawled on the bed, scrolling her phone, but she glances up and catches your fidgeting. 

“keep bouncing your leg that hard and you’re gonna wear a hole in the floor,” she says, voice teasing but warm. 

“you need to relax, babe. they’re gonna love you!”

you stop mid-step, hands twisting together. 

“ha... i believe you, I do and your parents sound amazing but what if they ask something weird? or if they don’t like me? you know how i get with people asking me questions… this is different since this is technically my first time ever doing this with anyone important.”

she sits up, tossing her phone aside. 

“it’s not different. they’re the coolest people ever. i’ve told them all about you and how you’re my favorite teammate on the pitch and how you’re my favorite person off it. they’re excited to meet you.”

“yeah, but—” you start, and she cuts you off, standing to grab your shoulders.

“no buts. you’re overthinking this, love. just be you since that’s more than enough.” her eyes lock on yours, steady and sure, and you nod, even though the nerves don’t fully fade.

at the restaurant in the san diego city center, the air’s thick with the scent of roasted garlic and red wine. cat’s parents are already there, rising from their seats as you approach. cat’s mom pulls you into a hug that’s surprisingly warm, and her dad offers a handshake that’s firm but friendly. 

“so, you’re the famous y/n,” he says, grinning. 

“we’ve heard a lot.”

“all good, i hope,” you reply, managing a small smile as you sit. 

cat slides in next to you, her hand brushing your knee under the table which serves as a quiet anchor.

they start chatting with cat in portuguese, the words fast and melodic, and you stare at the menu, pretending to read it. 

your heart sinks a little. should you have learned portuguese? yes, catarina is brazilian but she’s always told you that english was good with her.

you don’t even know “hello” or “thank you.” 

you’re about to spiral when her mom turns to you, switching seamlessly to english.

“catarina’s been telling us about you for ages,” she says, her eyes crinkling at the corners. 

“you’re even more beautiful in person. not to embarrass my daughter but she's mentioned that a bit of times..”

cat looks down and smirs while you blink, caught off guard by her compliment. 

“oh.. uh, thank you. i think cat is pretty incredible too.”

“oh, we know thattt but we want to get to know you,” her dad chimes in, leaning back in his chair. 

“its not like we get to meet a ballon d’or winner everyday.”

you feel your face heat up. he is not wrong… your resume at twenty-four is wild. the last year brought a ballon d’or to your name, a wsl golden boot, the most international goals of any player this year, and those two goals and ten assists in the olympic tournament to snag gold for the uswnt. 

you’re not ordinary, and sometimes people find it crazy how humble you are about it. people being catarina. the both of you have gotten injuries at the same time. catarina getting an acl, and you having an ankle injury which required surgery. however, you got back earlier and gained confidence on the pitch again. catarina joined the pitch months later, around the same time that you guys started dating.

“so… i am guesisng that cat has been talking me up, huh?” you say, glancing at cat. she smirks, sipping her water.

“only the good stuff,” her mom says, laughing softly. 

“she’s proud of you.”

“i am… i am,” cat adds, her voice low but playful, and you feel the knot in your chest loosen a bit.

the food comes out with plates of seared fish, creamy pasta, and a basket of warm bread. the conversation shifts. her dad leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. 

“so, y/n, where’d you grow up? how’d you get into soccer?”

you take a breath, settling into the rhythm.

“oh… uh yeah! i grew up in [readers hometown]. i played ball at an academy which was a few hours away from me. the usual happens and i got one year of college in before lyon took me in, haha. what about cat? shes already told me some things but what about your perspective?”

cat’s mom smiles, nostalgic. she talks about their move from brazil just to support their daughters dreams, something you knew about. after you make a lighthearted joke, cat’s mom laughs which was a real, bright sound that makes you feel like you’re winning.

“you two are a handful together, aren’t you?” her dad says, raising an eyebrow.

“someone’s gotta keep her in line,” you tease, nudging cat. 

“your daughter is the real taskmaster, though. she drags me out of bed for things when i’d rather sleep. i didn’t say it in my speech during the d’or ceremony, but in my head i mainly credited cat for how i was able to mentally push through a bad injury that I had, and play normally again. i hope to do the same for her.”

cat rolls her eyes, but her mom’s still chuckling. 

“you say that like you didn’t already,” she says, and your nerves ease more.

they keep the questions coming about your training, your goals, what you do off the pitch. however, the overall dinner was a good experience. you’re happy that cat wanted to take this relationship to the next step with you. 

back at the hotel, cat pulls you into her arms as soon as the door clicks shut. you’re standing by the bed, her chin resting on your shoulder, her breath warm against your neck. 

“see?” she murmurs, “told you there was nothing to worry about. they love you.”

you let out a shaky laugh, turning in her grip to face her. 

“okay, fine. you were right. they’re… they’re great.”

“and?” she prompts, smirking.

“and they like me,” you admit, feeling the relief sink in. 

“your mom’s laugh is contagious, by the way.”

“i told you that she’s the coolest,” cat says, her hands sliding to your waist. 

“and my dad called you a star. he’s not wrong.”

you groan, ducking your head. 

“not you too. i’m gonna hear that all the time now, aren’t i?”

“yup,” she says, popping the ‘p.’ 

“my star or estrela americana, deal with it.”

“you’re ridiculous,” you mutter, but you’re smiling. 

“come on, get unready. we’ve got that flight with mia in the morning, and she’ll lose it if we’re late.”

cat laughs, stepping back to kick off her shoes. 

“fine, fine. but you’re the one who’s gonna be the hardest to wake up first….”

“we’ll see,” you say, knowing that catarina is right.

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[withlovemark]

Could you write whiny bf Haechan cause you won’t kiss, hug or cuddle him cause your busy pls? (make it long pls)

warning: suggestive

an: i tried to make this as long as i can!

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“baby, im hereee,” you hear the excitement from haechan! as he entered your apartment.

“in here,” you quickly reply from your office, eyes glued to your computer, fingers typing away at the last minute task your boss had sent you.

“hi, baby,” you hear the smile in his voice, excited for the free day he finally had to be with you not knowing that you were already too deep and focused on the work in front of you.

confused as to why you haven’t reciprocated his energy, haechan makes his way over to you, softly whispering, “i said im hereee,” he teases, landing a soft kiss upon your temple.

you quickly pull away, “later, donghyuck,” knowing that the boy next to you is your biggest distraction.

“government name and everything, huh,” he frowns, arms crossed.

you were being unreasonable, you know that. but you also know that the faster you get this done, the faster you can spend the rest of your day with him - uninterrupted. so until you finish, he would just have to deal with it.

“haechan, im busy. later, ok?” you say, gentler this time but still not sparing him a glance.

“ugh fineeeee,” he says standing up, “i’ll be in your room…dying! if you even care!,” he complains dramatically before storming off and you can't help but quietly giggle to yourself at your boyfriend’s dramatic antics. you sure did miss it so.

15 minutes later

haechans booming voice startled you as he popped into the doorway of your office, making you lose focus, “can we makeout now!?”

“no...leave,” you say sternly, waving him off.

harsh, but needed to be done or else you would never get anything done.

he sighs, loudly marching back to your bedroom, making sure you could hear every step of betrayal he is currently feeling.

to be fair, you did feel awful about it. you also wanted nothing more but to wrap him in your arms.

-

10 minutes later

“how about now?,”

“haechan-,”

“babyyyy, you havent even kissed me, like hello, what happened to ‘hi my sexy adorable boyfriend haechannie i missed you so much come get all the kisses from every day you were away!?’” he pouts and you almost! break at his desperation.

“later, i promise,” you say carefully.

“you said that 25 minutes ago, its later now,”

“i really need to get this done, i promise i’m all yours after,” you give him a smile and he has no choice but to retreat back into the bedroom.

when a bad bitch tells you to do something, you just gotta do it.

-

40 minutes later

he tried. he really tried to be in his best behavior but this is absolutely ridiculous.

“okay its been past an hour, i can't take it anymore, if you don't give me at least one kiss i'm breaking up with you,” he threatens.

“haechan don't be dramatic,”

“baby i can feel myself rotting away!,” he says falling to his knees for an even more dramatic effect.

“go play a game of league, it’ll make time move faster,”

“i dont want to do thattt, i want to cuddle and hold your hand and kiss you until i can't breathe,”

“20 more minutes, pleaseee,” pulling out your puppy eyes and buying you more time.

he agrees, of course, but his patience is on thin ice.

-

exactly 20 minutes and not a second later

“heyyy my beautiful amazing girlfriend, are you ready to cuddle?,” he barges in once again.

seeing that you are still nose deep into your computer, typing away like there’s no tomorrow, he lets out a sigh.

“ok, that’s it,” marching into your office, haechan picks you up from your computer chair as you let out a startled scream before he gently places you back down on his lap, your eyes meeting the bright screen you’ve been facing for the past hour.

“what are you doing?,” you look back at him curiously.

“just wanna hold you,” he smiles innocently, hands immediately wrapping around your waist you sigh, letting it slide as you continue to work, sitting comfortably on his lap.

he keeps his word for a while watching you type then delete then retype until it all got too boring.

slowly, he moves his hand from your waist to your thighs.

“haechan-,” you warn him.

“what?, just massaging you baby, you’re so tense,” he grins, kissing your shoulder. you try your best to ignore him, not wanting to give in and haechan takes this as a sign to continue.

pushing your shorts to the side, he starts rubbing you above your panties. your breath hitches in your throat and as much as you want to tell him to stop, you can’t seem to find the words to do so. as soon as he found that spot, the clicking keyboard stopped and your boyfriend can’t help but smirk.

“will you kiss me now?,” he pleads, turning your face towards him, “pleaseee,” he pouts and you find yourself leaning in like a magnet…until…

a zoom call from your boss starts ringing throughout the room, snapping you out of your haze.

you panic, pushing haechan out of the view, before composing yourself and answering the call.

haechan sighs in defeat, guess you really do got to work.

-

two hours later

you finally finished! stretching your limbs out from sitting for so long, you wonder why the house is so quiet

“haechan!,” you excitedly call out to your boyfriend, ready to give him your full attention but you’re met with nothing but silence.

walking into your bedroom, you find your boyfriend sprawled out on your bed, light snores filling the air. you make your way to him, quietly laying by his side, careful not to wake him up, lightly brushing aside the strands of hair that have fallen over his eyes.

his hair is so long now, making you realize how much time has actually passed since you last saw him. gently you trace his features, from his sharp nose to his plump lips, the moles that sit upon his cheeks, memorizing every detail.

at your touch, haechan’s eyes flutter open, “hi,” you whisper, waking him up from his slumber.

it takes a while for him to regain his voice, looking into your eyes “am i dreaming?”

you giggle and he cant help but give you a lazy smile, “no, im here… im sorry i couldn't be present earlier, i just wanted to get it all done so i’d have more time with you,” you explain to him and he nods right away.

“it’s okay baby i understand,” he reassures you, pulling you closer.

”no, it was supposed to be an us day,” you pout, you really did feel bad about it.

”baby its okayyyy, we still have the rest of the day,” he says, placing a kiss on the frown that has etched its way upon your forehead. you sigh in content, hugging him even tighter.

“can we make out now?,” he teases, breaking the heartwarming moment the two of you were having.

you giggle before pulling him in, his soft lips finally connecting with yours.

“god, i’ve missed you so much,” he murmurs against your lips and you can't help but moan as he pulls you in closer and closer.

your hand makes its way down, palming him through his grey sweats and he can’t help but whine under your touch, “haechannie-” you purr.

“yeah, baby?,” he whimpers.

“finish what you started earlier?,” your request earns you a smirk from him.

“yes ma’am,” he salutes before finally giving you what you both have been waiting for.

-

an: thanks for requesting! had a lot of fun writing this one! im a sucker for anything haechan but whiny, annoying, desperate bf! haechan is definitely on top of that list >.<

[deadgirlsnoring]

Sub!Ethan Landry

oral, anal play, mention of fingering, praise, degradation, mention of strap, smoking thc involved.

Ethan was the prettiest on his knees, the way he’d sink to his while looking at your pretty face.

He’d say Mommy am I doing good? Diving back into you before you even have the chance to respond.

“Mm, fuck, you’re so perfect at this baby.” Poor boy would whimper against you, his cock being pressed against your foot.

Your mouth wrapped around the tip of the joint you were almost done smoking, eyes watching him intensely and he was eyeing you.

He was just so good, having your pussy ate and smoking a joint he rolled for you was heaven. The cutest boy ever.

You blew it into his face, a giggle escaping your lips as you ashed it, sliding the container away from you.

His hair was sooo soft, ruffling through the curls and softly scratching. You were close, he knew it. The way your breathing got the tiniest bit heavier, you’d start tugging with more violence, like you needed to.

He was just so obedient, you wanted a finger he’d add a finger, take it out? He did just that the minute you spoke up.

You pulsated around his tongue, his hand trailing up to caress your left tit. “Gonna cum, you’re gonna make mommy cummm.”

“Oh. F-fuc—mmpf, such a pretty boy hm?” You’d had to use strength to push him away from you, your hands tangled in his disheveled hair.

His lower face was completely covering in your juices, looking at you with such an innocent look like he didn’t give you a hard attack.

“Thank you.” He mumbled, a blush creeping up on his face. Your brow raised, watching him as you felt him rub against you.

“Eth,” It’s like he had some dog ears the way he perked up, “Mm?”

“Get up on the bed with me, c’mon.” Ethan looked so fucked already, slowly making his way to you. You sort of straddled him, but instead you spread his legs and sat in the middle.

“You okay?” Nodding he looked down at his needy cock that had been left with no attention, “I want you, s’bad.. please fuck me.”

Ethan wasn’t the one to smoke a lot, he’d take a little bit from you but you’d smoke majority of it. This time he only had 3 puffs, but you’d occasionally blow it in his face while he was eating you out.

He didn’t mind, he liked it actually. You got high pretty usually so the effects weren’t on you crazy like they were on Ethan.

The boy wasn’t highhh, but he was high. Ethan was brought back into reality when you caressed his thigh, a bit too close to his pulsating cock.

“Mmhi, can I touch myself mommy? Pleasee, ha—hah, ffuck, god pleaseplease.” You brought him in your hand, sliding your thumb across the tip, he was leaking precum already.

“Oh my god Eth, are you serious? You’re so wet already..” A broken whine excited him, you just had to be so dirty with your words.

Covering his face, you almost squealed. Just the cutest, “Stop I-It, don’t say thattt.”

Tilting your head, your pace didn’t stop, relentless speed on just his tip. “Goddd! Mm—mhmmp-pleaseee.”

His stomach was caving in, “You like that?” His head nodded but that wasn’t enough for you, while squeezing his tip, poor boy got the idea.

“Yes! Yess, I love it s’much mommy. Feel like I’m gonna cum, c-can I?”

“No.” A gasp mixed in with a moan left his throat, his brain hated denial but his body just couldn’t get enough.

“No..W-Why—fuck! Please?” You just shook your head, going for atleast 10 more seconds before you stopped.

“Why! Mmommy I was so close.”

“Shut the fuck up Eth, legs up.” His cock twitched, the words making sense to his fucked out brain.

With hands on either side of his waist you pressed your lips against his, almost swallowing him. You guy’s sex sometimes got soo rough, but you both always kissed so slow and romantically.

You didn’t wanna pull away, but he always lost his breath so quickly.

“Make yourself useful and get mommy’s finger wet, why don’t you?” Your right hand came up to massage his cheek, your thumb slipping in and out of his mouth just to prepare him.

“Please.” Is what it sounded like, before you plunged two fingers in his mouth, pressing all the way back.

He gagged, eliciting a smile from you. You grabbed ahold of his hair, almost fucking his face like you would with a strap.

“You look so pretty, y’know? I almost wanna fuck you with my strap instead.”

“Oh? Seems like someone is excited.” You weren’t referring to him, he was trying to hide with your fingers in his mouth.

You pulled, your fingers just coated in his spit, “Did just the best job huh? I should just use your mouth from now on.”

Your left hand rubbed circles into his waist while inching your hand down to his needy hole.

He’d gasp every time you slowly pressed in, only to quickly pull out. Did it 2 times before he got all desperate, “Mommy.” He huffed, looking at you all pouty.

You pressed your two fingers in, he could take it, obviously. “Uhnnmm—mommyy, so..so big.”

“If this is big, how can you take my cock then? Shh, be a good boy.” You tapped his thigh, slowly exiting out, telling him to get on his hands and knees.

Pressed his ass closer to you, you just had to rub and smack it.

“Hah! Mmfuck!” It was easier to slip your fingers in this time, pressing into his back dimples, he let out a desperate whimper.

“I want it rough, h-hard..please?”

“So good at saying what you want, making me proud.”

His mouth dropped, a silent moan escaping while his cock bounced at each hard thrust of your fingers you gave him.

“C-can I touch?” You hummed, smirking at the sound he made once he connected his palm to his base.

“Fee-Shittt! So, so.. gooddd—Is it?” You whispered in his ear, placing kisses on his back.

“Yes yes yes! Uhhh, ohh! Right th..there, mmfuck.”

“Here?” You curled your fingers again into the spot, his back immediately arching, pressing his ass back into your fingers for more.

“Uh uh! Please, Can I cummm! I need to, godd.” You gave him another slap on the ass, giving him permission without having to say it.

“C-Cumming! Mm-fuck, I’m gonna cum for you mommy, ughhshit!”

The knot in his stomach very quickly unraveled, his body almost folding into himself the way it hit him like an immediate explosion.

“Such a good boy, come give it me. Mmm I love you puppy.”

“Pleasepleasepleasee, I’m s-still cumming mommy.”

You stifled a laugh, you slightly slowed down just to go faster, a choked gasp making it up through his throat.

The thrusts started to become too much, you figured when his spread legs pressed together, trying to make it harder for you.

“Sstop!.. Uhnn, sensitiveee.” You massaged his prostate for one last time, a whine soon followed into a deep moan when you kissed his ass only to bite it playfully.

“I love y-you too mommy.”

Xoxo,

[megumiluvv]

Pillow forts are difficult to build. Especially if you have a child “helping” you build them. Though it’s not Yuji’s fault that he’s no help, he just moves on too fast without letting the pillows balance.

“Yuji, how about you help me by giving me pillows instead of placing them? I think we’ll work much faster that way.” You try to give him a new task.

“Okay! I’ll be on pillow duty and you be on building duty!” The child replies with excitement.

You both work together and before you know it, Choso’s living room is a huge fort, topped off with Yuji’s Spider-Man blanket to cover the fort. You smile and mess up the boy’s hair.

“Not bad, huh?”

“It looks awesome!”

He smiles and crawls into the fort, lying down and looking around. You follow and lay beside him, allowing him to cuddle up to you. Your fingers card through his hair while he talks about how Megumi would love to do this with you and him next time.

“I wonder what Choso will say when he comes home. Do you think he’ll join us down here?” Yuji looks up at you.

“Hmm, maybe. It’s a nice nap spot, doncha think?”

“Yeah…” he trails off, as if the mere mention of napping made the boy sleepy.

You chuckle and hold him closer. “You can sleep if you want, Yu.”

“Mkay…”

He nuzzles into you and closes his eyes, falling asleep soon after. Yuji’s soft breathing becomes the only sound, aside from your own, and you also feel yourself becoming drowsy after a few silent minutes. Your eyes eventually droop shut and you’re asleep the same as Yuji.

Choso enters his apartment and instantly notices the pillow fort taking space in front of his couch. He smiles and sets his keys on the coat rack, shaking his coat off and hanging it beside the keys. The ravenette pokes his head into the fort and lets out an amused huff when he sees you and Yuji, cuddling and asleep.

Choso takes the opportunity to shower and change into something comfortable, taking his hair down from the buns he does. He walks into the kitchen, grabbing himself a small snack before joining you two in the fort. He crawls in, careful not to bump any pillows, and slowly cuddles up next to you.

You wake up with a jolt that surprisingly doesn’t wake Yuji. Your head turns and you smile when you see Choso behind you, his hands sliding around your waist. He pulls you and Yuji to his chest.

“I see you two had fun today.” He whispers softly in your ear.

You hum in agreement. “He had a wonderful idea.”

“I can tell.”

“How was work?”

“Not bad, same old story, different day. How was your day with Yuji?”

“We cleaned his room, went snack shopping, and then built this fort. I’ll have to remake his bed while he eats dinner, deconstruct this fort…”

“Mhm, I can cook while you do that, if you wanna wake Yuji.”

You give Choso a mischievous grin that tells him you have a “great idea” on how to wake Yuji. You bring your hands to Yuji’s tummy and quickly start tickling him, grinning when he wakes up and instantly gets thrown into a fit of giggles and kicking you away.

“Stop thattt!” He giggles.

“Whyyyyy…” you giggle as well. “I’m having funnnn!!”

“It tickles!”

“That’s the point!”

Choso chuckles at the two of you and crawls out of the fort, moving to the kitchen to start cooking dinner. You finally give Yuji reprieve from the tickling and carry him out of the fort, the pink-haired boy holding onto you like a baby koala. The two of you work together to return the pillows to the correct spots and remake Yuji’s bed. You three have dinner and Yuji gets tucked into bed after a movie, while you and Choso go to his room for the night. He could get used to days like this.

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[carlsangel]

ILL TAKE IT

carl grimes x reader

(carls a sweetheart.)

tags: fluff!

masterlist here!

hey guys i got excited and wrote another one HAHA thank u for hyping me up on heartbeat :D (pls send some requestssss!!)

Carl never really seemed like the type to be so…romantic. On the outside, he seemed to have had such a hard shell, almost like nothing could get him to break, especially after going through the worst of the worst.

Although when you two started dating, you found out he was quite the opposite. He would write sweet letters about the little things he noticed about you, how much he loves your eyes or how contagious your laugh is.

He loved you greatly, but with loving you came his biggest fear. Losing you.

One night in Alexandria, you were sleeping over at his house, cuddled up with him in his twin bed, practically smothering him when the topic of how often you two cried was brought up.

“I don’t cry much anymore. I guess losing as many people as I have sort of…desensitized me.” You explain as your ear rests against his chest. Carl is playing with your hair, gently twirling it between his fingers. “I can’t remember the last time I cried.” He responds.

“I think it would have to be someone I really care about for me to cry again… I dunno.” After you say that, Carl stops moving his hands and he looks down at you. “I’d cry if I lost you.” He says. Your knit your eyebrows and smile a little.

“Well don’t think about thattt.” You sort of giggle, trying to make the situation rather lighthearted so you don’t go to bed on a depressing note. “Well it’s not like I try to think about it. I can’t help it.” You frown slightly as he says this, devastated that losing you is ultimately where his brain is at.

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, if anything ever happens to me, I want you to know that I love you and nothing will change that.” You say. He smiles and leans down to kiss your forehead. He thinks for a moment before responding.

“I feel the same, but you know that don’t you? No matter what, whether I’m alive…or not…if I have the chance to love you and be with you, I’ll take it.” He says, looking at you lovingly. You simply nod and smile, overwhelmed with love.

“Yeah, I understand.”

a/n: oh this shit killed meeeee he’s so cutsie pootsie i hope u guys like it :)

[bluewhitehues]

Hug | Kim Mingyu

Summary: You secretly like your bestfriend chan,he has no idea and sets you up on a blind date with his friend and hyung Mingyu.

Genre: Angst? (Little bit), comfort, strangers to lovers, fluff

Pairing : Idol Kim Mingyu × (f) reader

Part 9

It's been almost a month since you both started dating. And it's been so good this far. You've gotten very much cozy with each other. Dates, meet ups,spending time with each other any chance you get. You both make sure to make time for each other,to meet each other as much as possible, somedays are so hectic so you've to settle for calls or videocalls. Mostly you go to each others apartment, where either he cooks for you or you cook for him.

This time you're the one who's cooking and he keeps interrupting you because being the gentleman he's he can't let you do everything alone.

"Babe come onnn don't do everything on your own, let me help you,you know I like cooking anyway ..." He whines wondering near you in the kitchen.

"Yeah exactly and you need to be pampered as well you can't always do things for me, you've to let me do them for you as well." you say looking at him shrugging.

He pouts,"But I don't want you to do it alone, I'll cut these for you, lemme do atleast that." He says coming towards you,taking the veggies from your hold.

"Ok fine just this much and after that you've to go and sit there" you say pointing at the dining table across the kitchen counter.

"Okayy ma'am." He says shoving you to the side by nudging you with his side.

After he finishes that, he has a hard time keeping his promise to stay still. As you're cooking he's standing by your side, then slowly approaching to backhug you. He's hanging his head on your shoulders,arms wrapped around your waist and it's very distracting.

So you turn around in his hold looking at him in the eye and tiptoeing to smother his face with kisses while he's smiling ear to ear,hands on your hips. You pull back "this should be enough now go and wait for me, I promise I'll cuddle you later, I need to make food right now, I want it to taste good so I can feed it to you or else I will feel bad."  You whine and he chuckles at you,"wow that was a bribe?? ok ok since you promised I'm going, but I'm sure it'll taste good anyway..I love your cooking it's always good" he says placing a kiss on your cheek and going to sit back on the chair. You smile at that, he never fails to praise you or appreciate you.

Thinking about all the moments you've shared till now, all the "first" exciting experiences, There's still the most important "first" yet to happen. You are still nervous about kissing, you want to so bad but it's just hard,you get nervous.

The first time it happened - You both were teasing each other about something,flirting in between , you both were sitting on the couch and he had enough of your teasing so he leaned over trapping you with both of his arms on armrest behind you. His eyes had a teasing glint and as nervous as you were you didn't back off either you were bold in matching his stare, when he was close enough you smiled at him mischievously, pushing him back with a hand on his chest, saying "not so easily ,work for it." But thattt was for the first time only after that he tried giving you space thinking he really needs to earn it coz damn you're one kind of a woman and you were definitely not easy considering how hard it was for him to get you to notice him like he wanted..so he'll gladly wait, he'll gladly work for it ,he's anyway determined on treating you like a queen. You rule his heart so it's a given for him.

The first cheek kiss- He was running late for his shoot and you were scolding him, the reason being his immense love for your hugs that he couldn't leave you and got late ...in your blabbering he had come to you, placing a shocking kiss to your cheek that you couldn't even react because he went running for the door looking back at you laughing at your dumbfounded expression, taking you out of your trance "KIM MINGYU" you exclaimed after quickly finding your voice. You heard him giggling and saying bye after closing the door behind him.

The first time he called you baby - You were munching on snacks telling him about something so animatedly, you were so invested in it and it was so damn cute so he couldn't control it when he said. "Godd You are so cute baby , you know that?"  He had said with a giggle, removing the crumbs from the side of your lips, slightly pinching your cheek. You were frozen in your place, blush blooming on your cheeks."You called me baby" you whispered more like a statement to yourself than a question to him. He smiled "I did.. do you not like it? " He asked tilting his head. And you almost scared him when you exclaimed, " WHY WOULD I NOT OMG I LOVE IT SO MUCH I WAITED FOR IT AND YOU'RE MY BABY TOO!!" You threw yourself in his arms after saying that making him burst out laughing loudly. " Oh my god see you're so cuteee." He said laughing. "And I didn't know you were waiting for it or I would've said it since the day one itself." " MY SILLY BABYYYY MHMMM" he had said while squeezing you in his arms .

"And you're my big babyyyyy" you had said giggling, pulling both of his cheeks.

Today when you finish eating the dinner with Mingyu's constant praises for your cooking he again doesn't fail to appreciate you.

"I always cook for everyone and it's so nice that now I have someone who cooks for me specially." "Thank you." He says looking at you with a dreamy smile.

"You don't need to thank me baby. You deserve it. you deserve much more and I want to do everything for you." You say smiling at him.

"Stop you're gonna make me cry" he whines pulling you in a hug.

'I love you' the words echo in your mind. Your eyes widen in shock for a second then you close them with a smile.You realise it.. you love this guy right here. He's everything you've ever wished for. He's everything you've ever wanted.

It's crazy the confidence you've gained over him because you're not scared anymore, you're ready to risk it all for him and you know that he will not ever hurt you. You'll tell him what you feel the way he deserves to hear it. Right now you don't care if he's not on the same page with you on this one, you just want him to know how lovable he's and he has made you fall for him.

Your heart is beating so fast in your chest.

Little did you know he feels the exact same as you do ..may be he has felt it for a little longer than you.

When you pull back,you both are looking at each other like the world has stopped moving and it's just you two that exist.  He smiles at you nudging your nose with his , placing a little peck on your nose and forehead. And at that you're trying to tippy toe to reach his face whining to him about him being so tall. "See how can I randomly kiss you, you'll always know when I'm about to kiss you and here you keep sneaking up on me kissing me anytime you want ..I want that privilege not even kidding." 

He laughs at you "damn you're so serious about it?" He asks while laughing.

"Ofcourse I'm that's like my biggest concern ever" you say scoffing.

"Looks like I can't help you with that..but on the contrary..you just need to tell me tho I'll lean down for you or--" he lifts you up with his hands on both sides of you waist, till you're on the eye level with him.

"What do you say" he asks, the corner of his lips lifted up in a little smirk. And whenever he smirks you don't back down, you refuse to.... So you change your surprised, flustered expression and loop your arms around his neck leaning closer to him while keeping the eye contact with him, you touch your nose to his, pulling his face closer by his neck. "Hmm...this is nice." you say. You notice how his breath stutters, his gaze dropping to your lips...his hold tightening on your waist making a shiver rush down to your spine.

He sighs closing his eyes for a second and then opening them again. "So...have I still not earned it?"  He asks in a whisper. Again glancing at your lips.

You know exactly what he's saying.

You move to peck his cheek. Again pulling back to look at him. "You did baby.. it didn't even take that long ...it's just..I'm nervous." You admit with a sigh.

His expressions turn softer at that. He places you down taking your hands in his and squeezing them.

You're looking at him nervously.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier" he says.

You groan placing your face on his chest and looking up at him with a slight pout. " Because I'm stupid." You whine.

He holds your cheek in his palm shaking his head at you. " No baby you're not stupid.. whatever you feel is valid..Take your time we are not in a rush and we won't do anything that you don't want to do ok? So I want you to tell me everything, if you're nervous tell me,if you're scared tell me..how else I'm going to take care of you if I don't know what's going on inside this head of yours hmm?" He says tapping his finger at your forehead.

You sigh at him.. saying, "why you are so nice like keep this up and I might even kiss you tomorrow itself who knows." He laughs at your antics.

"You're so silly I love it." He coos at you.

"And if you love it, I love it more!!" You exclaim pulling him by his hands for a random dance out of nowhere. There's not even music but he's playing along with you giggling at your silly moves and then making you laugh at his own silly ones.

That day he prays to god again that he wants you with him for the rest of his life.

Part 10

A/N: Have fun reading hope you like it🩷🩵

[eskawrites]

omgomg i loved your flayed robin au so much (literally found it like yesterday)

i am. so excited to see that ngl because ive been thinking about a flayed-ish robin thing for a while as well!! started out as like a “haha oh vecna kinda cursing someone to take their energy to get stronger” and turned into “uh oh robins getting full on possessed”

found something really funny actually and it’s that i started plotting out that idea as a fic like. maybe last week. and then i find ANOTHER flayed robin fic??? i have never seen any other ones im so excited???

anyways!!! have a good day!!!!

ahhh thank you so much! flayed!robin my beloved! there aren't thattt many of them (that i know of) but there are definitely a few incredible flayed!robin things floating around

like UnholyHelbig's 'We're Going to End You' which i think might be the original flayed robin fic? it's a short lil thing based entirely around the traditional fire poker scene but it's so good and the description of the heat and the intensity and everything is so insane

also @snowangeldotmp3 has some flayed!robin stuff as part of her rebel robin: surviving the upside down universe that is so insanely good (linking the whole tag because every piece of it still lives in my mind rent free)

oh and there's the latest chapter of Unlikely, But Likely by @pocket-sand-fic that's a lil flayed!robin one-shot!

hopefully there's something in there you haven't seen yet because it's all so good! flayed!robin is so fun to explore (as is nancy's reaction, we love our feral protective gun-wielding girl)

(also i have to shout out the art @sweepy-stringbean made for my flayed!robin au, it's insanely good and sometimes i go find it again and just sigh happily because look at them!)

your fic idea sounds awesome and i'd love to see it! the world deserves more ronance flayed!robin stuff

[hyperchaosgalaxy]

So i was literally taking notes while watching the new first epidodes because like aaaa all the little moments!!!

So like, very much spoilers, but overjoyed ramblings under the cut because i love all these characters and the setting and aaaaa!!! Deadlands!!!!!!

• I was already pausing to look at the character art, but the character page with the full art and everything?? Definitely reading all the stuff on there too

• And the first one to come up is Delacy!! Little guyyyyyyy

• I love him

• Edie - "do you think we should go in there and help them or..." lolll mood

• How do they even keep control of Nate and Delacy honestly

• "What are you two doing??" What we're doing is winning!" Goddd they're really just back in character immediately huh

• Yesss Nate gets to use his cool ass hanging judge revolver!! Of course it doesn't work quite yet though, maybe it just takes some getting used to loll

• "I can guarantee it's not the same sasquach" oh can you now? I mean come on, you are also currently friends with a guy that literally died in front of you-

• "Surprised they found enough of it to put it back together-"

• The whole thing with Nate being a trouble magnet, and standing next to the sasquatch, this is the opposite of don't be a Dob

• God that escalated quickly, oil lanterns really are the most dangerous thing in the weird west

• And they're in a flammable canvas tent!! Surely this can't go well

• "What's the damage on being massively on fire?" Lollllllllll

• Ohhhhhh it's a Monkey Island reference!! Gotta love it, that character is so silly

• Awwww Delacy spending all his bennys to try and show off even though he would have hit anyway

• And he wants to help teach them to shoot!! Pleaseee, give us that as a montage and let everyone improve their shooting dice, that would be so cool (and if not, still a great fic idea that I'll be surprised if no-one writes-)

• It's currently taken me like an hour to get through 28 mins of video so far

• Yesssss and for that he gets to be the one to actually kill it, good on you buddy

• Oh my god are they gonna make the oil fire mistake again.....yep yep they did, oh my god

• Almost there, Edie was initially looking for something to smother it and not water

• Ellen immediately apologising for puns, just can't stop herself can she lol, honestly mood

• Edie and Delacyyyyyyy

• His face after being told off for swearing lollll

• All this that I've noticed already, and that's just while they were talking around combat

• Now the real fun begins

• I love how Nate either will not stop rambling or basically converses with single word responses, no in-between lollll

• Wow okay how do i even with that whole boat shooting thing loll

• "Reevaluating my life choices" yeah that's fair

• Can't believe he literally got grabbed by the dungaree strap, Edie knows what's up

• Honestly every interaction between Delacy and Edie or Delacy and Nate is just so :)

• Beacon Joe existing and making Andy do the puns for once-

• Ohhhh Delacy "I'm imagining other ways the earlier conversation could have gone" ohhhhhh buddy-

• "The alligator became the joker"

• Woah woah woah okay that ending aaaaaa-

• The reveal, the threatening by Delacy, how absolutely devastated Nate was....

• Top quality acting, but owwwww my heart, i almost cried-

• "If it was going to be anyone, i would rather it be you" Nateeeeee you can't just say thattt, you have literally ripped my heart out how dare you

• And yep, there's the hook, there's the quest, nice job Andy

• God I'm so excited for next time :)))

[missamyrisa2]

miss amy, will you please feather tickle my princely part until i’m a mess, but not let me gigglecum? i like lingering on the edge with you. 🥺

ahhhhh is there anyyy other wayyy to love on an adorable princely partttt? I loveeee it, it's like making a pretty pretty flower bloom with the lightest of gentle touchessss, just flirting with your cuteeee wanttttyy princely part, pinning your leg down with mine as I briskly tickle at your side, rubbing earnestly, telling you what an adorably cuuute cute boyyy you are, getting sooo giggly squeakkyy from my ticklesss ~ my my myyyy my tickles must tickle so much huhhhh and you must loveee them sooooo ~ whyyy look at how excited you're getting~ look at thatttt ooh and I have a feather riiight here yes I dooooo this stiffff stiff feather with the soft edge, all cuuute and white and just itching to make you itchyyy down thereeee ~ tsk tsk tsk you already got soooo hard didn't youuuu ~ just from the tickles? It's only tickles cute boyyyy and you're just making a mess of yourself, all stifffff in your royal roddd look at thattt ~ ooh we gotta tickle ittt yesss yes we dooo. Cute giggly boys who get all worked up from their tickles just get moreee tickles and edged oh yes they dooooo ~

Mmmh I know I knowww I know how bad it ticklesss but you gotta take ittt ~ my feather really works huh? That softttt edge riiight under your naughty tip? Tickle tickle? Riight there? Yeahh? Noo? Yeah? Tickle tickle~ Awww poooor babehhh sooo ticklishhh so turned onnn such a naughtyyy litttle thing. You can't not wanttt ittt uh uhhh because you're naughty and adorable and soooo neeeddyyy just listen to you giggle gasppp for your Amyyy. Awww my myyyy look at how hard that's getting~ Sooo proud of you cutieee pie getting sooooo bigggg and throbbyyyy just from my tickles huhhh tickles on this spot under your royal parttt? Right on that button? And tickle tickles on your bellyyy? Right heeree? By your bellybutton mmhmm ticklemama has a ticklissshhhh giggleboyy here oh yessss~ and what's whattt? Oooh? Oh my godd? Yeahh I knowww but noooo noopee uhh uhhhh nottt yettttt no nonoooo nott yettt ~ naughtyyy boys don't get to cum nooopeee and soo naughty asking me such a thing ~ you are just soooo naughttyyy yes you are, look at you getting alllll worked up from the ticklesss and the featherrrr why I think we need twooo feathers yes we do. Two lovely feathers mmhmm tickling up and down your length alll stiff and talll ~ and you just mewl it out and sing me a pretty song cute boyyyy and we'll just see how you're doing in a little while mmmkayyyy?

[columbiastapshoes]

Please... Mayhaps you share with us your Columbia headcanons?

*Coughs pitifully and holds out hands*

🤲

fear not i am here <3 i may have posted some of these already so i apologize if i repeat myself BUT she is my pookie and i have thoughts.

- LOVES betty boop. has her alarm clock set to whenever it’s on tv and everyone in the castle can hear her running down the stairs to watch it. if anyone touches the remote while betty boop is on she will ask magenta to kill them

- new wave. send tweet. loves bands like the b52s, oingo boingo, cyndi lauper, etc etc

- has a stuffed animal that she’s emotionally attached to. she’s had it since she was a kid and it has no stuffing in its neck but she refuses to fix it bc that would involve cutting a hole in it to replace the stuffing

- walks on the balls of her feet. also t. rex arms. also flappy hands when she’s excited. **autism.**

- this is more about her and magenta i’m sorry i need to spread the lesbian gospel.. magenta was the one to cut/dye her hair . most homoerotic haircut columbia had ever experienced.

- not cis. i know this in my bones. i agree w basically every gender hc people have for her, my personal take is that she just uses any pronouns and doesn’t care <3

- big big big music lover. always has it playing. like i said earlier she does have a favorite genre but she’ll listen to anything and dance to it in her room :3

- if you ask her about your interests be prepared to sit there for a full hour she will yap into hell and back (/pos this is a good thing in my book. and magentas book she will listen to her allll day)

- she canonically has a poster for beyond the valley of the dolls in her room (do not ask about the lengths i went to to find this out. it was such a journey. a spiritual experience if you will) so i think she loves weird dramatic movies like thattt <33

- trinket fanatic. every time they go shopping she has to buy at least one (1) useless item that looks funky

- rollerskates!! she has really funky skates and loves skating around the castle bc of how much open space she has. she also got magenta to skate with her and magenta was Terrified she held columbias hands so tightly that it hurt <3 (this happened with my girlfriend a week ago she is really good at skating and i was Afraid)

i will probably think of more later and reblog this but … there is your food anon <3

[cakiebakie]

Hello!!! I bought an adopt bust from you aaaaages ago, and I FINALLY am turning her into a full OC!! I'm super excited about her haha

[The colors look wonky (I've been color picking) because I took a picture of my tablet screen lol]

OHHH I LOVE THATTT SHE LOOKS SO GOOD IN UR STYLE!!

[oldwritingm]

hey!! I'm making a request for a match-up :))

uhhh platonic, female reader, south park, and some stuff about me is thattt I'm a huge study person, artist, pianist, music LOVER, and TV girl Stan (TRY ME I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH)

Thanks for your request!! :D I match you with:

Stan Marsh!!

Some headcanons!

He loves to listen to you play piano

He definitely requests you to play funny songs

And he’ll do the most cringe dances you’ve ever seen while you play

He also just likes to share earbuds

Especially when you’re walking home together

You guys have multiple collaborative playlists, all with goofy names like “playlist for when I’m with your mom” or “getting mauled by a bear <3”

But you also have some moody playlists

When one of you is in a bad mood, you’ll invite the other over and just put on your moody playlist

You’ll mope around for a while until you’re ready to talk

(If you want to talk at all)

When you’re not being moody, you’ll play one of your goofier playlists

Honestly you guys just kind of vibe in each other’s presence

Stan likes it when you draw while hanging out though, and he always asks to see when you’re done

He’ll back off if you decline, but he’ll hype you up so much if you do show him

Much like with the piano, he’ll request you to draw stupid things

He’ll hang the drawings on his wall if you let him keep them

He also relies on you academically

Study sessions aren’t uncommon between you two

He’s more inclined to come to you for help than Kyle; you’re way nicer than him

Plus you’ll let him listen to music while you study

If you couldn’t tell already, music is a huge part of your guys’ friendship

A drabble!

You harrumphed, slumping against the wall.

Stan looked up from his phone. He was lying on your bedroom floor, scrolling away, while you were drawing on your bed. Well, trying to draw.

“Art block?” Stan guessed.

You sighed loudly in response.

“Want me to give you some ideas?”

The corner of your mouth quirked up in a lopsided smirk. Oh boy, time for something stupid. You nodded.

“Okay, hm… Sonic. But he’s sharing lasagna with Garfield.”

You nodded again, getting straight to work. You drummed your finger on the edge of the sketchbook while you drew, appreciating the music.

A couple songs later, the sketch was done. You tilted your head thoughtfully as you stared at it. “I’m going to add more stuff.”

Feeling inspired, you filled the negative space on the page with as many pop culture references as you could think of. Character after character appeared in the sketch until every corner of the paper was drawn on. It took a long time, but you were quite proud of the result.

“Done.”

“Can I see?” Stan sat up, excitement obvious in his expression.

With a comedic smirk you flipped the sketchbook around, letting him behold your masterpiece.

“Is that Brian from Family Guy?” Stan burst into laughter, taking the book into his own hands to get a closer look.

He was howling within seconds, tears filling his eyes as he noticed each little detail. “Oh man,” he gasped, out of breath from his fit. “This is amazing.”

You were giggling a bit yourself, watching him lose it like that. “Thanks.”

“Please let me keep this.”

You waved your hand dismissively. “You’re the one who inspired my masterpiece.”

With a huge grin Stan carefully tore the page out, handing you your book while he continued to stare at the drawing.

And a song!

Talk to Me (Cavetown)

We can talk here on the floor

On the phone, if you prefer

I'll be here until you're okay

Let your words release your pain

You and I will share the weight

Growing stronger day by day

…

Anxiety, tossing, turning in your sleep

Even if you run away, you still see them in your dreams

It's so dark tonight, it looks nice, fall asleep

It's alright, come inside, and talk to me

Thank you for your support!! Take care of yourself, lovely lovely dear <33

(divider by saradika)

[hyperfixationstati0n]

OML YES I WOULD LOVE TO CHAT <3333

how have you been lovely? — billy anon <3

HIII POOKIEEE

i’ve been pretty good, really tired 😭 i’m going to a concert next week though so i’m looking forward to thattt

how are you??:)

(also you don’t understand how excited i am to have my first anon lmaoo)

[fairyhaos]

i was about to tell you this but i forgot, so- actually i have a diary only just for wonwoo (filled with his pictures, and confessions about my love for him sjsjsjs) i really love to write diaries since i was five and the thought of make a special diary dedicated for wonwoo made me excited back then. SO I WAS SURPRISED THAT- THAT you really wrote down the sentences that i wrote on inbox ( the "you look so good today" and "i genuinely adore you") ON WONWOO'S PART LIKE- HOW COULD YOU DOO THATTT????? do i seem like wonwoorideul??? jsjsjsjsjsj

it's the little details that i love tho you're insane for this i was kicking my feet out of excitement

- 🐾

NOOOO OMG NO WAY see this is the incredible genius of fairyhaos on display again, what can i say 🤷‍♀️ that really is so cool though!!! im glad it could make you happy haha