#i want to put him in a blender (affectionate)

[gl1tzh]

teacher walks up to me because she saw me drawing, looked at the sketchbook mid-explanation, stopped talking, said "nice drawing", gave me a thumbs up and went back to the lesson. ????

[homkamiro]

Held captive

[shizukais]

[extremelygaymorallygrey]

Yoooo, I can't write for shit(especially in English), but i desperately need an angsty wing fic about toxic edizzy, where Ed clips Izzys wings (you know, like the horrible thing, where people clip the (parts of) wings of birds, so they can't fly away. All the angst, misunderstandings, mutilation feels, the weird loyality/love Izzy has for Ed, Eds obsessive love? Something for Izzy. The crew finding out that Izzy is missing parts of his primary and secondary feathers, when he is forced to(or accidentally) spread his wings where they can see it. (When folded, you can't always see if a birds wings are clipped).The crew adopting Izzy as a part of their friend group. Ed trying to justify Izzys clipped wings (its not always a one and done thing, they grow back, so maybe someone else, Hornigold? Started clipping young Izzys wings and then ed kinda took over after the mutiny?) And maybe with enough time they grow back and Izzy has to relearn how to fly, or Izzy is to mutilated in the end and its really fucking sad because he will never fly again? I have SO MANY FEELINGS about this!!!!

[anonymousmeower]

A 360° picture of Kung Lao and his silly hat from my school assignment for @atlasofthestaars !!!! (He's literally my husband y'all) Anyway I'm gonna rant about what I love about this piece and also the one I'm not too proud about.

First of all I absolutely love the hat I made for him, idk it just looks funny on him since it's so big but not obnoxiously big that it looks weird, just enough to make him look like a silly lil guy! Second I like his little rat tail (I'm talking about his ponytail btw) It just looks ridiculous on him, third I like the pencil line I make on his hair, I went blind on coloring his hair so it straight up from my memory, I remember him having an undercut so I use pencil to represent it, while the line is like the line from his hair being slightly pulled from the ponytail.

While the things I'm not so proud of are the skin color, his ears and face have a different color since I forgot how to make his face color, that's what happens when you color with a very limited color and no idea of what color theory is. I think that's the only thing I don't really like about him? I'm surprised it's only 1-2, though it will be more.

And I think that's all I want to talk about? Also a little spoiler for you, I might make Raiden next.

p.s. Idk if the @ works or not but let's just hope it does

-😺

[fearthebeanz]

I JUST LEARNED WHAT THE KIRBY FUNKO POP LOOKS LIKE IM CRYINGGGGG

[vonderful-time]

the fact that astarion accunin, vampire spawn extraordinaire, king of melodramas and not chipping his nails, calls the durge player “bhaal-babe” if you are romancing him lives in my head rent free.

like damn, yeah, this man would have only a ten charisma. no rizz. i want him carnally.

[finch--fry]

damn whitney in dol is just the same flavor like derek in tpof but i cannot bring myself into like derek

[boilingrain]

Being able to eat mid-battle in Genshin is funny to me for the same reasons as doing that same thing in other games. Just like...

Childe: *Yelling about the Gnosis*

Me, shoving shrimp curry down my throat at speeds and amounts that would make the gods weep:

[hornfreaker]

thinking about misfit virion..........

[smtmsthnk]

even I am sometimes appalled by the all-encompassing hatred that i have for jc

[no1blacksapphirefan]

Self aware cookie au

But the reader thinks the beast/ancient "children" are cute as hell, and show favortism.

Example:

Mystic flour: cloud haettae

Brurning spice: Nutmeg cookie

Shadow milk: candy apple cookie

Pure villa: crustard cookie

Holly berry: princess cookie or snap dragon

White lily: silverbell cookie

Golden cheese: fettunnie cookie

Dark chaco: dark choco

Real, I don't know much about Cloud Haetae but they seem so cool, I wanna squish them. Put them in a blender (affectionate)

((Characters might be OOC, I hope they're not though by alot...))

Mystic Flour Oh she doesn't mind all too much, besides she too finds her child just adorable. Cloud Haettae is so happy to gain the affections of 2 cookies they look up too. As long as you still show Mystic Flour some attention. Though, if your attention is mainly on Cloud Haettae, she might turn a blind eye to jealousy, after all, they enjoy your affections and who is she to stop their happiness?

Burning Spice Oho? He does like a good competition, even if this time it's less physical...and in a way one sided. I see Nut Meg Cookie being flustered by all this affection, almost trying to move that favouritism to "The Great Destroyer" and then there's Burning Spice in the background trying to gain your attention subtly. He doesn't mind all too much, he just sees it as a challenge really to steal that attention from Nut Meg and place it on him.

Shadow Milk Candy Apple is bit conflicted, on the one hand, she'd do anything for Shadow Milk so usually she'd be willing to perhaps hide or help put your attention on him, on the other...she also enjoys hanging out with you...Shadow Milk doesn't blame Candy Apple Cookie, I mean he can't really. But he can't help but be huffy as he sees you give her the BEST toppings and beascuits. Putting her on your team in everything, Hey!! Remember he's currently the best cookie for fights right now, bring him instead! Unless you also give him affection, even if it doesn't end up to being the same degree, you'll get back your happy Shadow Milk though.

Pure Vanilla Awee so cute!! His great grandson(?) getting such favouritism from you. He's so happy for Custard cookie, he doesn't get jealous or try to steal the attention away, the most he'd do is go to where Custard cookie is and silently watch. Watching you treat Custard cookie with such care as if he was your kid makes him feel satisfied. Besides, Custard cookie is also seemingly enjoying it, Pure Vanilla can tell based on Custard cookies smile.

HollyBerry Haha!! How wonderful! She's so eager to see the cookies close to her get such love from you. Princess cookie is happy as well!! Despite her rarity which she hears isn't the best, she gets the best toppings, ect from you. Hollyberry is so happy to hear about it. She does hope you favour her like you favour Princess cookie however, but in the end. She can't say she's really jealous.

White Lily She feels a smidge of jealousy seeing how your favour Silverbell, who's a bit confused of this favouritism. (Not that he minds, he's just surprised he's your favourite) She feels bad, as if she shouldn't feel jealous. She doesn't think she should feel like this because...it's not like you dislike her, there's just cookies you prefer. But she can't help but want the same affections you give to Silverbell.

Golden Cheese Honestly? I do think she feels a bit of jealousy but it goes away quickly. It's almost...unreal to see people from her kingdom walking around, especially Fettuccine cookie who doesn't seem to mind your favouritism. She's honestly just happy she can walk around and see them, talk to them, without the fear of the code breaking them, the errors. Besides, she knows her people deserve your affections just as much as she does, she's more than willing to just watch in the background.

Dark Cacao He's almost conflicted, Dark Coco is still his son and deep down he does care for him still no matter what happens. Watching Dark Coco being favoured by you makes him both happy for his son yet also wants that very affection placed on him. But seeing Dark Coco happy makes him turn his back, the past between the two of them still haunts him after all. He's never been the one to try and get your attention anyways, if you want to show him affection he knows you will come to him. For now, he'll let his son gain the happiness he's been needing after all this time.

[justamossyboi]

Does anyone else have the violent urge to put Frodo in a blender (affectionate)? I mean just look at him

Bro is the saddest, soggiest cat of a person I have ever seen, and the puppy dog eyes just make him all the more pathetic. He looks like a sick victorian child, I want to boil him.

[professional-rat-eater]

I doubt we’re going to see Armand scalp anyone (bummer) but I hope we at least get to see him put some bugs in a blender or something. Maybe chop off some hands. Maybe a few heads. Just for funsies.

People who hate Armand do generally fundamentally misunderstand both him and the type of show they’re watching, yes, but I want to see how much more we can get them to hate him. I need him to go full Gremlin now and then so we never forget that he is a haunted, tragic, beautiful character but he’s also an absolute freak (affectionate) who likes conducting creepy little experiments.

[noaanotfound]

Can u do Sae byeok x fem reader Where Sae byeok is being really touchy with her girlfriend (eg: hugging her every chance she gets, if you are sitting on the couch probably playing a board game with Sae byeoks brother, then she Will come over and push you carefully onto your back and cuddle on your chest and getting yelled at by her brother that you were playing a game, Sae byeok coming over to give you a kiss or more, having her hands on your waist, hip or thigh and just loving to touch you in the most simple way)

AFFECTION DAY

pairing: Sae-Byeok x f!reader

warnings: none (unless you’re afraid of orange juice)

synopsis: pure fluff

content: You love to play with Cheol, but your girlfriend, Sae-Byeok, seems to have other plans.

wc: 1.3k

a/n: I’m so fucking sorry for all the waiting, but I got back to it now. Also, sorry if this is too short! I intended it to be a little cutesy and enjoyable fic, so I hope you like it!

Sae-Byeok was standing next to the opened door of the kitchen, which led to a perfect view of you with her little brother. She has always been mesmerized with your relationship with him, she didn't miss one single moment when you two weren't together.

She knew it was hard to make Cheol trust anyone, and that's a little bit her fault, but she doesn't regret it. She knows how things are in this world and they lived through a lot of moments no one else would like to live. That's part of the reason why she's so overprotective with him.

You two were drawing imaginary animals in Cheol’s notebook. Yes, it was his math notebook, but who cared? Definitely not you or Cheol. You decided to draw an animal that was a mix of a dinosaur and a pigeon —which, in your opinion, looked like a piece of art—, while Cheol drew a frog with wings.

Laughs were heard from all the room because your girlfriend's brother didn't stop ranting about how his drawing was a lot better than yours and, of course, you didn't want to surrender. Because of all of the laughter non-stop, you decided that some orange juice would come in handy for both of you, and Cheol excitedly agreed.

When you got up from your seat to get that juice you craved, you noticed Sae-Byeok’s sight. You immediately noticed: those weren't the usual unpredictable, mysterious eyes of hers. Her gaze was softened, like some deep thoughts were running through her mind. Not in a bad way, though.

You passed at her side and playfully tapped her shoulder with yours, smiling because it was obvious that you noticed.

“You liked the view, huh?” You said, the side of your mouth elevated because of the joking tone.

She didn't answer when you opened the fridge to get some oranges, instead, she hugged you from the back, slowly resting her head on your shoulder. One of her hands drawing small circles on the side of your waist.

Even if you were already calm, you relaxed under her touch, because that's the power she holds on you: one single touch and you feel like you're in heaven.

Not that you mind, anyway.

While putting the oranges inside the blender, she placed multiple kisses on your neck, going down until she reached your shoulder. It wasn't that type of touch, not at all, it was a soft and caring one.

That's how Sae-Byeok was, anyways: randomly, some days she would start being very physically affectionate. You believe that's her love language.

“Feeling romantic today?”

“Don't you like it?” Her voice barely a whisper, while you took two glasses.

“Didn't say that, you know I do” You felt her smiling on your shoulder. When you poured the juice inside the glasses, you asked her. “Want some?”

Sae-Byeok shook her head in response, her arms still not leaving your waist. “Sorry to remember you, but you have a little brother who's waiting for this awesome juice” You somehow turned to face her.

She sighed. “He doesn't have anxious attachment” That made you laugh.

“Yup, pretty sure that's you” You gave her a little peck on the lips and softly got rid of her arms. She groaned looking at the ceiling while you went back to the couch.

“Some orange juice for the drawing contest loser” You winked at him, handing the juice, which he gladly took.

After taking a sip of it, he pointed at the game on the couch that was in the middle of both of you. “Since I figured out you're not going to accept your losing fate, I decided the best option is playing something else”

“Adjudicated” You firmly nodded, following his game. “But I deal the cards”

He looked at you, thinking about his choices. “Alright, adjudicated.”

“Hey! Only I can say that!” You pressed your hand to your chest, like you were personally offended. “That was until I said it”

You laughed, shaking your head. Then, you took the UNO cards and gave each one of you seven. You were about to see your cards until some presence interrupted you.

Footsteps were heard at your side, and of course, it was your girlfriend. Without saying anything, she gently pushed you back a little bit on the couch and then settled in the space you left empty: in the middle of your legs, resting her head on your chest.

You couldn't help but smile at her action, but Cheol didn't seem to feel the same way. He was looking at her older sister furrowing his eyebrows.

“We are playing!” He crossed his arms on his chest.

“Then I'll play too” She grabbed your cards and took a look at them. “Let's see what cards you got”

“That's two versus one, unfair”

“You're clever and I'm dumb, that adjusts the balance” You shrugged, hugging Sae-Byeok.

You've always loved watching those two play anything because you didn't know which one was more competitive.

“Cheol, you start, since you're only one. See how kind I am?” The sight of Cheol made it seem like he didn't agree at all.

Sae-Byeok lifted the cards for you to get them because she wanted you to play too, so you grabbed them and looked. Truth is that your cards weren't that good, but you didn't know if Cheol’s were worse.

A red two. Alright, you don't have red, so you need to fi…

“This one” Sae-Byeok pointed to a yellow two that you had. You smiled and threw it.

That's how the game kept going: Cheol throwing cards and Sae-Byeok telling you which one to throw most of the time.

“That's two cards!” Cheol shouted. “Oh, wait” And then he threw a plus three.

Sae-Byeok smiled and took one of the cards. Plus fucking four.

They didn't stop until Sae-Byeok had to get ten more cards.

Throughout all of the game, Sae-Byeok had her hands somewhere over you: rubbing your knee, on your leg…

And you just loved all the moment. Not just Sae-Byeok, also playing with Cheol, both of you. You couldn't stop laughing when they tried to make each other lose.

“UNO!” Cheol shouted. Sae-Byeok tried to keep her calm, but she was dying on the inside.

Then, Cheol threw the last card. “See? I told you, I won!” Sae-Byeok sighed. “Yeah, enjoy, you won for once in your life”

“Definitely not true, you agree with me, right?” He said, directing that question to you.

You lifted your hands up, acting as if you were the innocent one there. “I plead the fifth”

Sae-Byeok got up to sit on the couch instead of literally being on top of you. “Okay, okay. Time to rest Cheol, it's already 11 pm”

You didn't notice for how long you were playing with Cheol, you would swear it was an hour maximum. It always felt like that with them.

“Can I negotiate?”

“You already know the answer” And she pointed at his bedroom. He groaned.

Like brother, like sister.

“I'll make pancakes tomorrow if you go to bed now” That way, Cheol immediately went to his bedroom.

Sae-Byeok turned her face to look at you. “How the actual hell did you do that?”

“A magician doesn't reveal tricks” You winked at her.

She shook her head while she laughed softly. Then, she turned her body so that she could be hugging your back. Her head was on your stomach and you could feel her relaxed breathing.

“Wanna watch a movie?” She asked, already taking the TV remote even if you didn't answer.

“Yeah, but you know, you're kinda leaving me with no breathing” Your actions contradicted your words, because you started playing with her hair in return while she looked through possible movies.

“You love it” You couldn't see it, but you knew she was smiling.

“Can't deny that”

[thevoicefromanotherworld]

"DON'T CRY, BABY"

I JUST WROTE ONE OF THE CUTEST FICS WITH BUCKY I'VE EVER WRITTEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

I hope you like it! 💙

The first time he saw you, Bucky thought you were a mirage, since it was impossible for him that someone as perfect as you existed.

You were always kind to others, offering to help whenever you could, and when someone felt depressed and weak, you were the one who cheered them up and gave them the strength to keep going.

You had arrived at Avengers Tower a few weeks ago, but that didn't stop the super soldier from noticing you more than usual.

You couldn't say you hadn't noticed him too. Since your arrival, the quiet man with the mysterious aura and metallic arm had caught your attention.

You didn't know anything about him, only that he was the captain's best friend, so at first you were shocked to see that one of his arms was made entirely of metal.

As the weeks passed, you got used to it and realized you had nothing to fear.

Steve explained his story and the reason why one of his arms was metallic, and you automatically empathized with him and his story.

You didn't have a metal arm, but several scientists had experimented on you until you had the "abilities" you currently possessed.

You knew perfectly well what it was like to feel used and discarded, like a broken toy that no longer served the purpose for which it was made in the first place.

"You should talk to him," Steve commented one day while talking to you, gesturing to where his friend was leaning against the tower railing.

"I don't think that's a good idea," you murmured timidly. "I don't think he'll like me"

"That's impossible," Rogers smiled. "You're the kindest person I know," he encouraged you. "I'm sure he'll like you." He shrugged. "He might be a little cold at first, but once you break through that barrier, there's a man worth getting to know."

"Since when did you become so poetic?" —you asked, laughing. He tilted his head toward you, mimicking your gesture-

“Sam recommended I read Shakespeare,” he laughed. “I think it's affected me more than it should have.” He nodded toward his friend. “Go on, everything will be okay.”

“Promise?” you asked nervously. He nodded reassuringly.

“I promise,” he smiled as he affectionately ruffled your hair. “Go on, go.”

You took a few deep breaths and walked over to him. You slowly stood beside him, causing him to turn his head to look at you.

You were wearing a black short-sleeved t-shirt and worn jeans. Bucky thought he'd never seen anyone look so handsome in such basic clothes.

“Hi,” you greeted.

“Hi,” he answered, looking at you. “Something wrong?”

"No, it's just…" you swallowed hard. "Steve told me to talk to you."

"Of course he did," the dark-haired man laughed. "About something in particular?"

"No, just…talking."

"Okay."

"Okay."

You were silent for a few moments before you broke the silence.

"Steve told me your story," you began cautiously. "I wanted to tell you that I completely understand everything you've been through, and… if you want… you can talk to me whenever you need to"

He gave a grateful smile, leaning against the railing with his metal arm, the one you couldn't stop staring at.

"Thanks, Y/N," he whispered. It was the first time he'd called you by your name. "I don't mean to be inconsiderate or anything, but how could you possibly know what I went through?"

"Because I…" you swallowed hard before continuing. It was always hard to talk about that—because they put my brain in the blender too

Bucky's eyes widened in surprise.

Until now, no one had been found who had gone through what he had, and the fact that it was you filled him with rage, as he wanted to personally take it upon himself to kill everyone who had ever laid a hand on you.

He waited patiently for you to continue your story. After a few seconds, you did.

"My mother had a rare disease," you continued. "They said it was incurable. From the day she was diagnosed, I did everything I could to find a cure, an antidote, something that could save her life." You paused. "Until some doctors contacted me." They said I was special and that they knew what my mother was going through, and they wanted to run some tests on me because they thought they could find the cure for her illness in me," you took a deep breath, "so I agreed. They ran several tests on me, some so painful that I can still feel it today," you confessed. "In the end, they didn't find a cure. It was all a lie. All they wanted was a guinea pig to test all their macabre research on a single subject, me," you whispered. "After that, my mother died three months after the diagnosis, just as the doctor had predicted."

Bucky was so shocked he didn't know what to say next. He would never have imagined that someone like you had gone through such a painful situation.

"What happened to the doctors?" he asked softly.

"They won't ruin anyone else's life again," you growled, and that was enough answer for the super soldier.

"I'm so sorry for everything you had to go through, doll," he murmured. Your eyes filled with tears as all the memories of those years came flooding back, making Bucky's heart slam in his chest. "Oh baby, don't cry," he whispered, opening his arms. "Come here."

He took you in his arms, and you rested your head against his chest, breathing in the scent of leather and metal that oozed from the pores of his skin.

You felt him massage your hair in a constant motion up and down your back, slowly calming you.

-Shhh, calm down, I'm here, - he reminded you, placing his other arm on your waist to bring you closer to him. - I'm here, - he repeated in your ear. - No one will ever hurt you again.

-Thank you, - you murmured, your voice broken by tears before slowly separating from him. - I'm sorry… I didn't mean to get like that… it's just that…

-It's okay, doll, I got you - he whispered, hugging you again. - Always