#super Simon coded

[mother-ofthe-universedraws]

Well, at least he’s not trying to stab anything

[oopey-doopey]

She Keeps Me Warm by Mary Lambert is such a Petrigrof Yuri coded song.

[meowsercat]

has anyone done zodiac sign headcanons for the lotf boys can we please get on that

[enochian-insect]

"led chaser without leds turning off"

@saturnmortis @didntaskforfrozenyoghurt @ratadeldrenaje @callmememotv

last google search, go

um. Tag four people.

what do they make sewer tunnels out of

@ncc1701ohno @affixjoy @the-magpieprince @twinkboimler

[jaydove-writes]

Moving intro to pinned post so bio is less cluttered

~ he/him, cis, biromantic asexual, engaged to @starlightprincess98, (Planning to get married February 14th 2026) born July 12th 1997 (listed the year so I don't have to update my age every year) ****

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Book 1 of my series, Starbourne, is FREE!! For the other books please donate $6 per book to one of the aforementioned links. I'm planning on making this a series of 9, but currently working on book 2.

Doing one of those note things for motivation (or notivation because notes lol)

25 notes - I do the dishes and clean out the litter box (done, for now... But these are Sisyphean tasks)

50 notes - I clean up around the house (I did a little cleanup, might do more later)

100 notes - I do a little work on my book (it still needs editing before I can publish it and write the sequel, but I'll do some work on that when my PC stops crashing)

250 notes - I start working on book 2 (or work harder on editing book 1 if it still needs it)

500 notes - I participate in artfight (in the first July after it reaches this threshold. I doubt it'll get there by this month.)

1k notes - I start working on a video game in the Starbourne multiverse. A small one, like Undertale is to Deltarune. I'm calling it Saturn Robe which is an anagram for Starbourne, like Undertale is for Deltarune.

2.5k notes - I start working on my dream game, Starbourne. The one that's the reason I started writing in the first place. (If the small game isn't finished I work harder on that)

5k notes - I dedicate my time to taking care of myself/my partner/my family, and working on my dream game.

10k notes - I become a god in the Tumblrverse (this will not happen)

If you want to know more about Starbourne, check out my other blog @phiction-of-grandeur and my community for more details. My askbox is always open if you want to ask me something.

Here's the first book now:

And here's a newer version of the first book, with (hopefully) better writing. It's gonna be longer than the draft above.

Here's the book on AO3 as well ^^

And here's my artfight link. It's new so there's nothing there yet. ^^^

Here's a game I made in Scratch back in 2012... I occasionally update it when I think of a new idea for an update. Feel free to ask me about Epic Kitty Hunt updates!

[codnasties]

u may disagree w me but pls hear me out 🙏🙏🙏🙏

this vid is super Ghost coded 🥹🥹🥹

https://x.com/s4ints1n/status/1848553391523311715?s=46

please good lord need him to do this to my face 😭

worshipping ghost's cock 👻 (🌽 link)

a man like ghost HAS to be packing. no one walks around with that much confidence and conviction unless they are carrying some heavy weaponry between their legs. good thing that simon riley meets all the necessary requirements.

that thick dick of his, slighly curved to the right and unable to stand tall because of it's sheer weight. that pulsing vein that runs along it that you love to teasingly lick. and those heavy breeder balls... let me tell you, such cock and balls deserve to be worshiped.

he smothers your face with his cock, the saliva accumulated from you little licks and sucking at his tip getting smeared all over your skin. he lets you lick at the underside of his dick desperately, trying to get more out of him.

but the most that he gives you is letting you suck his balls, fully taking them in your mouth and slobbering all over them, fully worshiping and getting both of you fully dirty before he even lets you suck him.

because he does let you give him a blowjob, it's the best part of it.

[kortac-sweetheart]

intro & masterlist☆～（ゝ。∂）

GIF by shadow0-1

i'm leon, i'm 19 and i love to write! (MDNI i write 18+ sometimes)

find my ao3 here!!!!

asks: OPEN

requests: OPEN (i write exclusively gn/transmale readers, rqs asking for fem readers will be ignored)

anons super duper welcome!! don’t be shy, i don’t bite i love talking with you!!

i write for:

KORTAC:

nikto

krueger

konig

horangi

oni

velikan

SPECGRU:

ghost

roach

soap

MISC:

keegan

bell

MASTERLIST:

fave pieces -> ★

fluff -> ☆

angst -> ☾

suggestive/nsfw -> ♡

yandere -> ♪

leashed (krueger and nikto x reader) ☆

plot bunny: casual intimacy (krueger and nikto) ☆♡

pinned under nikto's weight ☆

public transport w/ nikto and krueger ☆★

valentine's day special (krueger and nikto)☆

a/b/o what they smell like (ramble) w/ nikto and krueger ☆

plot bunny: boyfriend tax w/ krueger (ft nikto)☆

thirsting over nikto #1 ♡

prince/ss treatment w/ krueger and nikto ☆

nikto keeps you warm ☆

super duper affectionate johnny and you☆★

roach cant handle allat ♡

we'll take care of you/it's rotten work (krueger and nikto)☆

traitor!141 au, reader has different trauma response PT1 ☾★

traitor!141 au, diff trauma response, loved by kortac FIN ☆☾★

nikto eats burgers like a FREAK ♡

nikto is dtf ♡

thirsting over nikto #2 ♡

snow leopard hybrid nikto and snowshoe hare you ☆

sweet dessert drabbles (krueger, nikto, simon, johnny, roach) ☆★

jasmine was your favorite flower w/ nikto ☆☾

kodiac bear hybrid nikto and green mamba hybrid krueger ☆

self indulgent drabbles w/krueger, nikto, simon, johnny, roach ☆★

nikto likes your real smile ☆

nikto hunts you in the woods ♡

special wedding anniversary gift from nikto ☆

nikto's favorite color is yellow ☆

horangi is your #1 hypeman ☆

relationships are give and take ♡

your dog nikto ☆★

nikto and waterfront watching ☆

sweet & silly dessert thoughts pt2. (horangi, oni, keegan, velikan) ☆

hybrid kortac thoughts ☆

soon to be husband nikto ☆

rifle practice with nikto ♡

nikto w/ cuteness agression ☆

casual intimacy with roach ☆

kortac possessiveness (traitor 141 au) ☆

yandere konig thoughts ♪ ☆

09 ghost and roach poly relationship thoughts ☆

overstimming krueger ♡

nikto likes how you smell ☆★

cuddle hcs (nikto, krueger, horangi, konig, oni, velikan, roach, soap, ghost and keegan) ☆★

nikto takes care of you on your period ☆

househusband nikto thoughts ☆

househusband nikto thoughts pt2 ☆

09 ghost and roach loves your kisses ☆

nikto with a clumsy darling ☆

nikto's little slice of heaven ☆

darling with chubby cheeks (nikto, johnny + simon) ☆

keegan in retirement #1 ☆

keegan in retirement #2 ☆

oddball darling (nikto, krueger, konig, simon, johnny) ☆

johnny's sweet and shy darling ☆

who serves you their heart? who serves you other's hearts? (nikto, krueger, simon, keegan, horangi, oni, johnny, roach, konig, velikan) ☆

andre "chew toy" nikto ☆

romantic oni hcs ☆

simon and his teasing partner ☆

biting nikto ☆

nikto is work song by hozier coded ☆

johnny takes care of you on your period ☆♡

giving up control is the ultimate freedom ☆

retirement w/ johnny #1 ☆

taking care of johnny ☆

you are nikto's heart ☆

kortac cuddle pile #1 ☆

putting johnny in a headlock ☆♡

nikto loves helping you ☆

domestic life with bell ☆

cuddling with bell ☆

domestic life with bell #2 ☆

nikto gives you another very special gift ☆♪

keegan comforts you after a shitty week ☆

househusband nikto thoughts pt3 ☆

simon "fumbler" riley fails to court a very oblivious/autistic lovie ☆

"you erode my edges and turn me into love" w/ nikto ☆

congrats on having two househusbands now w/kruegernikto ☆

simon finally stops fumbling you ☆

"you're quiet. i like that." w/ nikto ☆

simon riley ogles over your body for about 10 paragraphs ☆

simon eats well ☆

guard dog simon riley (fumbler series) ☆

cuddles w/ snow leopard hybrid keegan ☆

omega keegan and alpha logan help you through heat (like actual heat, as in a fever) ☆

nikto loves wearing a collar ☆

tiny service sub nikto and service dom bell thoughts ☆

finally calling simon pet names ☆

nikto likes it when you bite him ☆

beloved anons:

simp anon ❤️

krow anon 🐦‍⬛

divider cred: @/kodaswrld @/notaorbital @/nicodefresas

[tojisun]

big men doing that grumbly humming when theyre sleepy >>

like when they rumble, “hmmm ‘s time to sleep, sweet’art.” and they become super clingy ughhh i wanttt em so baddd

(this is sooo toji n simon coded i fear)

[laceymorganwrites]

My two cents on CoD men:

A/N: I´ve been in the fandom for a few months now and am absolutely sick and tired of the wildly dark romance-coded and mischaracterising headcanons so have these instead (and yes I´m once again begging for requests because I´m in a creative slump)

Ghost:

the biggest headcanon I have for Simon is that he is aroace

probably demi leaning though, it just takes an ungodly amount of patience and deep understanding that he never thinks is going to happen

he doesn´t even understand himself beyond his work most days so why should someone else?

loves going to the cinema, prefers late night showings and attends sneak previews frequently

actually doesn´t give a shit about genre either, he´ll watch anything as long as it´s a distraction from his thoughts for a while

actually a decent cook, he just doesn´t make an effort for himself so he usually eats very bland but healthy meals

he so has a home gym and spends most of his time there

Johnny gifted him one of those bad joke books and Simon actually uses some of them in his daily life now

volunteers at the shelter every time he´s on leave and walks the dogs there, helps him feel a bit more at ease in his home that´s never really been a home at all

for some reason he can´t let Manchester go completely though, he still has a small apartment there and even though he mostly spends his leave time with the team now, occasionally he still comes back

Johnny´s family was super quick to welcome him into their home and he still doesn´t understand why

genuinely doesn´t believe he´s worthy of happiness and good things in general

overworking himself on the job, taking more missions than he should, that´s his way of repenting for whatever he must´ve done wrong as a child

and while he´s been in therapy for almost 15 years now he still blames himself for every bad thing happening to him

it did help with his intrusive thoughts though, helped him focus more at work

one time Johnny tried to set him up with one of his sisters and it ended up in one of the most awkward dates he´s ever been on

they´re still good friends though and she sends him vacation pictures sometimes

Simon has a very old smartphone, doesn´t really use it all that much outside of work

barely replies but doesn´t mind his teammates and friends reaching out at all

he still wonders why anyone would even care enough about him to keep in touch but he´s learned to be grateful for that

perfect example of "you don´t have to love yourself to be loved by others"

I think that if he ever found a partner he would slowly learn to accept himself, flaws and all

but he´d still never talk about it openly, he just can´t

physically unable to talk about his feelings or problems

believes it will either just go away or he can handle it alone

he never does

so deep in burnout it can´t even unfold fully

and lastly credits to my best friend for the one headcanon I can´t stop thinking about since then:

he´s capable of catching feelings but team: "they wouldn´t like me anyway"

Soap:

I fear we do have to start with the horny for him

he´s a switch but a very overeager one, very much focuses on his partner and their needs

loves exploring new things together as well

really enjoys the moments of self discovery in a relationship

he loves going on action dates! hiking, kayaking? he´s all in

his family is super big, he has like 5 sisters and is super close with his family, makes sure to visit every single time he´s on leave

they do super cheesy homemade photoshootings as well and send out Christmas cards to the whole team every year

doesn´t care if you don´t understand his Gaelic, it just matters that you understand his heart

sometimes he´ll teach you a few words though

couldn´t wait to move into the city when he graduated since he comes from the countryside

loves going clubbing as much as he loves visiting local pubs

big on karaoke and always begs the team to come whenever they have shared leave

his mohawk started out as teenage rebellion but he liked it way more than he thought and has kept it ever since

never really got into trouble with his family either, he did do a few stupid things in his youth but none outright dangerous or immoral

he was just raised right

the best uncle and babysitter his sister´s kids could ask for

super great with kids in general

he wants to start a big family someday too

totally a dog person, he can´t wait to get one and just go on his daily jogs with the dog

he grew up with mostly women so his music taste is essentially just pop queens of every era

cannot handle spicy food at all but pretends he can to impress people

nobody is impressed

he never once regretted inlisting, it was his dream ever since he was small and he is so proud of the work the team does

a huge sweettooth for baked goods of any sort

he´s a regular at literally every local bakery in his home village

all the elders constantly try to set him up with their grandchildren

he´s very unsure about starting a relationship just because of his job, long distance doesn´t really work for him since he´s so clingy and he doesn´t want his partner to be alone for so long

but he doesn´t do flings either, it´s always meaningful with him

he literally has "sea wives" in the sense that when he meets someone on leave he will be with them the entire time leave lasts and make sure they have the best time together, no regrets, no sadness, just fun and genuine connection

Price:

most definitely is married

he just thrives off that life so much, knowing he has a home to return to

loves being pampered but never expects it

king of doing household chores

however if he is pampered he will show his gratitude in tenfold

loves a good craft beer

reads a lot, mostly non-fiction

football is his favorite hobby, be it in the stadium or in front of the TV

cat dad, probably took in a few strays at first and everything else just sort of happened

doesn´t use any hair or beard products until you gift him one of those fancy sets for his birthday one year

keeps a picture of you and the team in his wallet

does scrabble evenings with Laswell

started doing dad noises in his 20s

puts on weight surprisingly easily but can´t say no to a homemade treat so he just does extra workouts

80s action movies are his favorite

still has a old radio and CDs

very fond of live music, he prefers small unknown bands that perform at his local bar though

occasionally he will go to bigger venues too but only as an event with friends

probably plays some acoustic guitar as well but has gotten rusty

he is the go to handyman in his neighborhood

he will fix anything from broken engines to rusty pipes

generally a very good neighbor, likes keeping in touch with everyone and holds barbeques whenever he´s on leave

his baby is definitely his oldtimer and his motorcycle he treasures and takes care of religiously (the only thing that´s almost older than them is that one leather jacket from college that´s already falling apart but he refuses to let go of)

Gaz:

boyfriend material

the only one who actually has his life under control

the most likely next to Price to actually have a steady partner

loves going to local sports games, doesn´t matter if it´s a small team, he always supports them

his favorite sport is baseball

collects vintage caps

has a vinyl collection and actually uses it regularly

listens to mostly rock and some jazz but is also a proud swiftie, mostly listens to her albums pre reputation though

would be seen at Eras tour

crazy coffee guy as in he has one of those super expensive machines and grinds his beans himself

can´t say no to matcha either though, overall very big on fancy non alcoholic drinks

otherwise he´s a classic beer kind of guy

does photography as a hobby and he´s super good at it too

his polaroid collection is actually insane, mostly landscapes or his partner

water guy, he loves the beach and lakes, be it just taking a walk or swim, renting a boat for a nice fishing trip has got to be his favorite though

he´s a dom, expert at aftercare

very good at flirting, almost scarily so

hasn´t let go of the concept of pranks yet and everyone has to suffer the consequences

probably had his ears pierced in college, now it´s just tattoos

great cook, super messy too and the process is questionable at best but the results are so worth it

Keegan:

he is a film bro and even worse a metalhead

his collection of physical media is out of this world and he is always actively hunting for the most out of pocket and niche things

listens to bands nobody has ever heard of but hates concerts because it´s too crowded

superb sense of humor but nobody really knows because he never talks to anybody

dad coded in the way he will eat the most vile ready meals without so much as flinching

his favorite food is pizza-

his place is surprisingly clean all things considered

definitely was a frat boy in college

has a soft spots for kids but is pretty much mean to everyone else

doesn´t know how to get close to people and isn´t interested in it either

he has his team and that´s enough for him

ridiculously big on Halloween, his entire house is decorated beyond belief, he hoards candy for the kids and himself and his costumes are always on point only that nobody ever recognizes them because they´re so out of pocket (what do you mean you´re going as the sickle that one killer in that one bad Jason ripoff from 20 years ago used??)

dad jokes and bad puns. shoot me right now

enjoys fairs and carnivals way too much for someone his age

has too many dating apps on his phone and uses them too much

only ever has bad dates with them but loves annoying Logan with stories of what went down

mostly has one night stands with people from bars and clubs he frequents (niche metal parties, I tell ya)

had a long hair and guyliner phase after watching "The Crow" (it´s a canon event)

still plays guitar and drums from a failed band project in high school

brags about how easy it would be for him to bag a milf but he just couldn´t handle them to save his life

somewhere deeply hidden in his childhood home there´s a bad poetry album he wrote in his teenage years

he did keep up the sketching though and is surprisingly good at it

which shouldn´t work as good as it does when it comes to flirting

he really just needs someone to put him in his place just once-

König:

the ONLY cod man that is actually babygirl

severe anxiety aside he´s so much fun!

like if you get his humor and play off on it he´s likely to at least consider warming up to you

subby good boy but make it classy

doesn´t realise he has a praise kink until he does and now he can´t stop thinking about it

super awkward at dating so he prefers not to do it

victim of his team trying to set him up

only that it actually works because they know him so well

he hates how it worked and he now has...feelings

it´s the last thing he needs

likes dogs and cats

tatted up and has a motorcycle but doesn´t really ride it that often

acidentally washed his mask shirt too hot once and it was way too tight on his face

his mother sends him care packages to this day, they have a very close relationship

hates overly sweet things but is a sucker for dark chocolate

surprisingly good at gardening

expert bread maker too

has a small apartment back home he lives in on leave even though he could have a beautiful home somewhere

much like Simon and Keegan he doesn´t like staying in one place and instead travels a lot

it helps with his anxiety that he goes to places where nobody knows who he is

still loves reading fantasy novels like he did when he was a boy (only now he´s annoyed at the amount of romance in them)

he watches mom TV (crime shows, med shows, Desperate Housewives and such)

doesn´t drink a lot and doesn´t smoke either

he doesn´t like swearing

joining the military hasn´t helped his insecurities as much as he hoped it would

he does enjoy the power he has now, the sheer strength and the fact that nobody would dare go against him

but it doesn´t help that he´s still too tall and his body hurts all the time, it doesn´t help that he always stands out

super bad at handywork outside of his job, cannot follow a youtube tutorial to save his life and ends up making things worse

probably the one with the highest libido on the list but also the worst kisser because the thought of others seeing him naked just fills him with dread and he never does anything about it

watches camshows occasionally instead

surprisingly not porn addicted though

[cyandreamz]

Random Ace Attorney head canons I have

(spoilers for AA1-5, haven't played the other games yet.)

The Payne's and the Edgeworth's are distant relatives, the Payne's don't know this, but Miles does, Miles does not enjoy this fact at all

Franziska and Kristoph do speak English with a German accent but, it's not super thick as they both practiced speaking English from young age

Klavier also learnt English from a young age but likes to exaggerate his accent and, say the occasional German word, because he thinks it makes him more sexy

Larry has rich snobbish parents who were super strict and neglectful, he never got along with them (being the class clown partly to rebel against them, and partly for fun) and moved out after dropping out of highschool

The Blackquills are British (I mean this is kinda canon cuz Simon is British coded but still wanna mention it)

Maya loves metal music and, often played her CDs really loud in the office on a slow day, during the events of AA1-3 (Phoenix didn't enjoy this, but knew stopping Maya wasn't worth it, especially when Peal was also in the office dancing with Maya to the music)

Trucy also likes mental thanks to Maya sending her some CDs for her 14th birthday, Phoenix refused to talk to Maya for a few months after this happened

Trucy and Pearl tried to get Apollo and Athena into metal, they failed

Lana and Iris are friends, they met each other in prison

Miles and Athena both enjoy having conversations (often about the law) with each other, due to them both being multilingual and therefore, being able to switch between languages on a whim with each other while maintaining a conversation

[lunarw0rks]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8MhKWj4/

simon coded bc he’s a light sleeper

oh my god that made me jump

no but imagine how quickly he gets up when the slightest sound happens. a door shutting downstairs, you closing the lid of your water bottle, even you getting up to use the bathroom — he’s awake and alert.

unlike the tiktok, he’s probably SUPER still when he sleeps. like however he falls asleep, he’ll stay like that until woken up.

i imagine he’s accidentally bonked foreheads with you countless times. but not because he’s moving too much.

picture this:

laying on top of him almost completely, stomach to stomach. in the middle of the night, you attempt to stretch your arms and roll over — still half asleep.

you lift off of simon’s body a bit, when suddenly his instinct takes over. the arms wrapped around your body tighten and pull you down harsher than he intended.

but, because you were hovering over him, you colide foreheads so hard it left you slightly stunned.

imagining his eyes shooting open, seeing you glaring at him and holding a tender forehead :(( he would feel so bad in the moment, but i think you could laugh about it later on

[w2soneshots]

Flirt -W2S

words: 1.0k+

warnings: alcohol consumption.

summary: your childhood friends with Faith and when she meets Ethan you’re invited to a party with his friends.

notes: this was requested on wattpad!! Enjoy🎀🫶🏼

I've known Faith since high school. We stayed friends and have actually became closer as we've grown up. She met Ethan a few months ago and I have noticed how happy she is, when she talks about him she starts blushing and goes all giddy, I'm so incredibly happy for her. Naturally I met him and he seems super nice, then he invited me and Faith to a party he's hosting at his apartment, and we obviously said yes. I met all of his friends last week along with their girlfriends: Talia and Freya, who were really sweet and welcomed us into the group. I find the entire group hilarious. The banter that night was top notch.

Tonight both me and Faith are invited to another party but this time it's being hosted at JJ and Simon's apartment. For a bit of fun they decided to do a "girls wear white, men wear black" sorta thing so I went shopping with Talia (who I've become good friends with) to buy a dress. When we both found something to wear, paid and headed home to begin the long process of getting ready. I styled my hair, put on some makeup then got into my dress. Just before I left my apartment I sprayed myself with my favourite perfume and grabbed my lip liner, lipgloss and phone.

I got an uber to the boys apartment building. They gave me the code to get through reception then I got into the lift. Once I was outside the front door I knocked. It was opened by Talia a few minutes later. Her eyes lit up "y/n! I'm so glad you're here," she said as she pulled me in "none of the girls are here yet and I'm seriously getting bored of the conversation being about football." I laughed as she brought me through the hallway and into the living room. I smiled and waved lightly "hey." I said. "Hey! y/n, wanna drink?" JJ asked. I nodded and he took me into the kitchen.

After I got my drink I sat down on the couch between Talia and Harry. At the last party I got along great with everyone but me and Harry were a little awkward, Ethan had already pre warned me that Harry wasn't great with new people and so I tried to be as talkative as possible when I spoke to him so he didn't feel like he had to do too much of the talking, and it seemed to work pretty well. In the next half an hour everyone else arrived, including Ethan and Faith so I immediately became more comfortable.

As the night went on everyone progressively became more and more drunk. I stood in the kitchen pouring myself, another drink when Harry came in. "Hey, what ya making?" he asked. I turned around "vodka Redbull, want one?" he stepped towards me "Nah, I'm alright but thanks though." he said. I smiled lightly and continued to make my drink while he made himself something. "So, how did you meet Faith?" he asked, breaking the comfortable silence. I finished pouring my drink, took a sip and looked up to him. "Met her during high school, we've been friends ever since." I replied. Just as I finished my sentence, Freya walked in and told us we were going to play Uno.

Me and Harry headed into the living room and sat down on one of the sofas. Once we played a few rounds we got bored and began chatting amongst ourselves. I spent the rest of the night talking to Harry and getting to know him properly until I was too drunk to hold a conversation so decided to call it a night and go home.

The next morning... I woke up with what felt like one of the worst hangovers of my life. After practically rotting in bed all day, I managed to get myself up and order some lunch. When it arrived, I sat down to eat it and got a call from Faith: "hey! How are you feeling?" She asked. "not great, you?" I replied. "not the worst," she sighed contently "So... last night, you and Harry seem to be getting along." she said. I raised a brow, even though she couldn't see me "what do you mean by that?" She giggled "you just looked really... flirty." She said. I gasped "flirty?" "Come on y/n, you obviously like him!" She said with a chuckle. I sighed, then laughed "maybe I do."

Harry's pov:

I woke up to a text from Ethan: "so you and y/n yea?" I furrowed my brows "what?" I replied. A few minutes later he text back "come on bog it's obvious you like her😉" my face dropped slightly "is it really that obvious?" I replied quickly. "Haha yes yes it is" I signed "shit" I said quietly to myself.

y/n’s pov:

Today I'm going for dinner with Faith. She asked me randomly a few days after the party if I was free anytime this week, since Ethan was busy. So I said tonight and she picked a restaurant. I got ready into a casual outfit, pulled my hair into a half up half down style and did my makeup. Once I was finished I texted Faith, telling her I was just about to leave. She replied that she was also leaving so I made my way outside.

I got an Uber to the restaurant and was there within 15 minutes. I text Faith that I’d arrived but I didn’t get a reply. I brushed it off and headed inside. I looked around to check she wasn’t already here and my eyes caught someone else’s. I walked towards him “Harry? What are you doing here?” I asked. He stood from the small table he was sat at. “I’m meeting Ethan.” He said casually. My eyes widened slightly then I shook my head “Faith.” I said now realising what was going on. “What?” He said, confused. “I told Faith I- um liked you and I guess she was trying to set us up.” I said awkwardly. “I told Ethan I liked you.” He laughed slightly. “You do?” I said with a slight tilt of my head. He nodded. I smiled “well we better make the most of this then.” I said.

We spent the entire date laughing and getting wasted. We forgave Ethan and Faith and actually thanked them for forcing us to admit our feelings.

[ceilidho]

Ok if this doesn't sound like an idea you'd be interested in then disregard, i don't want to bother you 🙂 BuT! It's been itching the back of my brain since forced throuple au and creepy-apartment!ghost has compounded it so:

Forced throuple but a sort of android verse with some body snatching horror thrown in for flavor. Reader's husband (Soapy boy) dies suddenly and in their grief a lot of stuff has gone into disrepair, so they mail order an android to help around the house and with crippling loneliness. The company sends Ghost, a refurbished security model now named Simon, and he ends up being pretty helpful despite the silent brooding. Hell, sometimes that even helps as scary dog privilege so you let it slide (big mistake dumby, that android is falling for you in the process of taking care of you ohhh no-).

But maybe Ghosts old security features make him super observant (obsessive) paired with his new "fix it" code make him come to the conclusion that, actually, reader could still use her husband and mail orders a Soap-bot-3000 without letting them know :O. Watch the horror unfold as Reader wakes up one morning to her VERY NOT dead husband in bed and both Ghost and Soap acting like nothing is wrong :)))), maybe some "Simon reverts fo Ghost" too as the story progresses

this is from awhile ago (apologies, anon) and so wickedly weird and cool :)))

androids that are so realistic and bodies so malleable that they almost feel lifelike, like they're flesh and blood. you never wanted to actually give in and purchase one because you have personal qualms with the idea of something so human-looking being programmable and subservient to you; it's just always felt wrong and borderline cruel, and johnny used to concur with you when you spoke about it. that was then though. years and months and weeks before the accident.

now it's midday on a tuesday and you can't even get out of bed. there are two weeks of dishes in the sink and the lawn is overgrown and the feral cats haven't stopped by in days because you haven't had the strength to get up and feed them. your voicemail's been full for days. your sister stopped by and insisted when she saw the state of your house. "at least for a few weeks," she pleaded with you. you can always return it when you're back on your feet. she's already ordered you one from 141 Labs before she's even out the door, making you promise to give it a shot.

when you open the box, you worry that you might've ordered the wrong model. the size of the android they sent you feels out of place, like he's meant for private military companies or as a bodyguard for celebrities. not depressed accountants who can't get out of bed because their husband died two weeks ago. but it's your name on the receipt, your address. so when his blue eyes flare neon when he's first activated and all six feet and four inches of him sit up in the crate (that had to be wheeled in by two delivery men, you recall with a small amount of horror), you wait patiently to introduce yourself.

maybe this one was sent to you because of the defect. he wears a mask because the only layer of skin on his face starts from the bottom of his face down. at first you roll the mask up only to shudder at the exposed wiring and metal where cheekbones should be. you roll it back down.

he comes with a name. Ghost. that's his model, you surmise from the lengthy instruction booklet you're provided. the whole situation feels weird at first; his presence in your house always catches you off guard, even though, you suppose, it's his house now too. you jump whenever you walk into a room and he's just there, silent, so large that you nearly always think Threat first before you recognize him. maybe it's not fully your fault. he makes no effort to signal his presence, moving silently from room to room when he helps carry out the garbage or swifter the living room. sometimes you catch him staring at the photos of you and johnny that still line the top of the fireplace.

you try to be equitable, insisting that he take the guest room as his own. Ghost won't hear of it, following you into your room when night falls; ominous. you have to lock yourself in the en suite to change, heart beating away because you know he's standing just outside the door, like a cat waiting to be let in. shaking hands drag your clothes down. you stare blankly at the door while you shower, fingers twitching when you pass a washcloth over your nipples.

you think there's something wrong with you. you're sick or something. you're sick or something worse because your husband died two weeks ago and the thing in your house isn't even a human and still your stomach clenches when you think of him waiting for you in your room, knowing that you're naked behind the door. it's taboo; it's not something that's done, at least not something that's spoken about. people don't sleep with their androids. recent widows especially should not be thinking about fucking their androids.

two weeks go by. you can't even think about johnny without wincing these days.

"he was your husband."

you look up. Ghost says it like a fact, not a question. you're in the living room sorting through insurance papers while Ghost vacuums under the sofa (he lifts the corner up with just a single hand; you swallow, throat already dry). neon blue eyes zip across your face when you look over at him. you wonder sometimes what he sees there, etched into the plains of your face.

"yeah." your smile is tight, pained. "johnny."

he looks back down to the framed photo in his hand, studying it. you wish you could ask him what he's thinking about, but you worry that would be just another privacy stripped. you can't ask more of him.

"what happened to him?" he finally asks, looking up again.

you feel it catch in your throat. "he, um - he." it doesn't come out. your nose stings before you can even try to get more out. you grimace, shrug instead. you try to smile again, but it's warped, unpleasant to form much less look at. don't ask, it says, whatever you do, please, please don't ask.

"you miss him?"

you blink at him, misty eyed. "ye - of course."

his eyes are so, so blue when he stares across the room at you. it's unnerving to look at; terrifying to find yourself under his scrutinizing gaze. what do androids even think about?

"I understand." he puts the photo back on the bookshelf and walks out of the room.

sometimes you catch him watching you too intensely; rare moments when he doesn't seem entirely mechanical. you wonder if one day you'll roll the mask up and there'll be skin there suddenly, a real flesh and blood person. it feels entirely possible some days. he moves too fluidly, has his own quirks and intricacies that seem newer each day.

you don't try it. the minuscule amount of professional space between the two of you is an absolute. you worry sometimes what you'll let happen if you ever let that distance collapse. already he sleeps motionlessly in the chair beside your bed, refusing his own room. he powers down with his eyes still open, the blue flickering away to a dark grey. it's only mildly reassuring.

when you open your eyes in the middle of the night though, he stares back at you, eyes dark and sightless.

you worry sometimes that you might have made a mistake, letting your sister talk you in to this.

it's the arm tucked around your waist when you're doing the shopping, freezing for a second before the hand on your hip squeezes and he pulls you towards the fruit and veg. it's the menacing stare from over your shoulder when a man approaches you in the checkout lane, offering his condolences (an old colleague of your husband's, he says) and an invitation to dinner. you open your mouth only for Ghost to answer for you.

"No." it thrums out of him, a different modulation. you stare helplessly as the man's face goes white and he makes an excuse to leave, offering you another lame apology.

it's the hand that tugs you out of the store by the back of your shirt, Ghost's voice rumbling like he doesn't know you can hear him. saying something about how you don't need another man in your house. that you had johnny and now you have him.

[imaginedreamwrite]

For John Price ask day: can I get LMF!Price who flirts (hard) with reader by calling her “my Queen”? It makes her feel all sorts of feelings - from annoyance to being super horny 😅

It was annoying at first. Irritating to have him call you my Queen rather than your name, especially in casual conversation. Sure Gaz called you a queen but he'd call you Queen even before you earned the title. But there was something about John specifically calling you Queen that bothered you.

Gaz called you sweetheart, princess, darling.

Johnny called you bon, chridhe, brèagha - latter of which meant heart and pretty.

Simon called you brat, love and birdie.

Even John had his own usual petnames like sweetheart, darling, princess, little 'mega, but recently the addition of my Queen had thrown you off.

It wasn't so annoying that it made you want to react in any kind of aggressive manner, rather it had stirred the side-eye on more than one occasion. You would ignore the formal name that felt fuelled with want and desire, for the sake of keeping your composure. You didn't want him to so easily catch on to how he formally addressed you, and how it made you feel.

With each my Queen that he ushered into conversation came a subtle touch or glance that had completely changed how you interpreted the name. Annoyance had become something else entirely, shifting rapidly into an undeniable and irresistible surge of desire.

The slow burning coil in the pit of your stomach strengthened anytime John’s fingers traipsed along your back or side. The husky droll of his voice whispered in your ears had driven you to a point of breaking.

Annoyance turned to lust.

And soon enough you found yourself pressed against a wall with your wrists pinned above you. Your eyes rolling into the back of your head as his thick veiny cock pumped in and out of you. His lips and tongue grazed your neck, tasting and teasing your flesh as he nibbled at your scent gland.

“My Queen,” whispered huskily into your lips as he silenced your moans, keeping you pinned between his chest and the door, “needs to be taken care of.”

Pleasure, white-hot and electrified, slammed into you—running down your spine as you whimpered and whined.

My Queen was a catalyst, John figured it out. He broke some kind of code in your mind, one that reduced you to positions like this.

The door opened, a set of piercing eyes took stock of the image before them, the sight of the Queen getting her guts rearranged by one of her mates.

“Com’in, Si.” John bit down on your neck, inviting another alpha. “Gotta take care of our Queen.”

The door shut, one orgasm was ripped from you. But one wasn’t enough for John.

[safficranger]

Tea Time (interrupted)

Pairing: Alexandra Cabot / Casey Novak

Alex was focused on her report, fingers flying across the keyboard, when the door to her office suddenly swung open and Casey appeared in the doorway with a wide, conspiratorial grin on her lips.

„Hey, babe“, she said, eyes sparkling with excitement. „I have to tell you something.“

Alex looked up, smiling as she leaned back in her chair, clearly amused. Her girlfriend was practically buzzing with energy.

„Come in. I’m all ears.“

Casey gave an overly dramatic glance over her shoulder, then shut the door behind her. With two quick steps she was at Alex’s desk, hands braced against the edge as she leaned in, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

„So … I was at the courthouse earlier. Had to drop off paperwork for the Simons case. Total chaos over there. I mean, everyone was out today. There was even a school group clogging up the hallways … “

Alex raised an eyebrow, waiting patiently for Casey to get to the point.

„… anyway, I had to wait. Which is ridiculous, right? Why do people schedule appointments if they’re not going to stick to them? I was on time! As if my time isn’t just as important as …“

„Case …“

„Right, yeah, sorry! So. You know that redheaded security guard. Super friendly guy? Shawn, I think? Oh it was so funny when he tripped over the bubble wrap remember?“ Casey giggled.

Alex nodded, a little wary. „Casey … is this more courthouse gossip? You know how I feel about that.“

„No, not gossip! Well … okay, yes. Technically. But this time it’s different. Alex, this one’s actually good.“

„Casey. Please.“

„Just listen. It’s really exciting, I promise“, Casey said, her voice nearly squeaking from the urgency. „So, Shawn was talking … not to me, I swear … I just happened to be standing nearby. He was with those two court officers. You know the ones. One has the mustache? Ben? Ken? Ugh, I’m terrible with names.” she drew in a quick breath. “Anyway, I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop. They were right next to me. Okay, a little farther. But they weren’t exactly whispering and …“

The shrill ring of Alex’s desk phone cut her off mid-ramble.

„Sorry“, Alex muttered, picking up the receiver, her eyes not leaving her Girlfriend. But her expression shifted almost immediately from relaxed to serious. After a brief exchange, she sighed, and before the words „I’m on my way“ were fully out of her mouth, she was already standing, grabbing her blazer and briefcase.

„I’m sorry, babe. I have to head to the precinct“, she said, pressing a quick, apologetic kiss to Casey’s cheek. „Tell me later, okay?“

Casey nodded, a little disappointed. „Sure. Go get ’em!“

She watched Alex sweep out of the office like a woman on a mission, then let out a sigh and then dramatically dropped into the guest chair in front of the desk. She knew work came first, especially for Alex, but it didn’t stop the sting of being left mid-story.

„Later“, she muttered, eyes aimlessly wandering over the impossibly tidy desk. Perfectly stacked files, color-coded sticky notes, pens lined up by size. So Alex.

With a small, frustrated noise, she reached out and gave the pens a quick shove, leaving them crooked. Childish? Absolutely. But it felt good and eased her frustration a little bit.

○●○●

Alex hadn’t made it back to the office. Which meant the case was either bigger or messier than expected. Or both.

Since her own day had been slow, Casey had decided to deliver a little morale boost to the detectives at SVU, especially to her girlfriend. She had put together a generous lunch spread: sandwiches, salads, chips, and an assortment of soft drinks. Everything a hardworking squad might need to survive a long shift. And to be honest, it was also her sneaky way of making sure Alex didn’t skip yet another meal.

She was greeted with warm smiles when she arrived at the precinct, followed by a chorus of „Thank you“ and „Lifesaver“ as she started unpacking the contents of her paper bags.

A little while later, Casey found herself sitting across from Alex at one of the desks, happily munching on a sandwich of her own. She watched, completely content, as Alex took a bite of hers and let out a quiet, satisfied sigh.

„You are a saint“, Alex mumbled between bites. „I didn’t even realize how hungry I was.“

„I even got your favorite salad. A few vitamins never hurt. Everything to keep you sharp.“, Casey grinned.

„I love you“, Alex laughed.

„I hope not just because I bring you leafy greens“, Casey teased.

They ate in relative silence for a few minutes, until Casey couldn’t hold it in anymore. She glanced around. All the detectives were buried in their work. No one paying them any special attention. Perfect.

She leaned in a little closer and lowered her voice to a discreet whisper.

„Alex“, she said, waiting until her girlfriend glanced up from her files. „That thing I wanted to tell you earlier. At the courthouse? Shawn … and those court officers? I’m pretty sure they know each other. Like, know each other. It kind of looked like some secret meetup … except they were way too loud to really be secret ...“

„Casey“, Alex warned gently.

„I know, I know … but listen. Shawn was talking to his friends and I was just nearby … and he said something I couldn’t not overhear“, she said, pausing as she gathered her thoughts. „Remember the scandal with Judge Thompson?“

Alex made a vague, noncommittal noise while her eyes were already skimming her paperwork again.

„That was wild, right? But apparently, that’s old news. If this new story gets out, no one’s going to care about Thompson anymore“, Casey said and leaned in dramatically, eager for an reaction.

Silence.

Then another „Mmhmm“ from Alex.

„Are you even listening to me?“ Casey asked, raising an eyebrow.

Alex looked up again, slightly sheepish. „Yeah, sorry. It’s just …“ She gestured at the documents in front of her. „Something’s not adding up here.“

Casey waved that off like a fly. „It still won’t make sense five minutes from now. Just listen.“

She scooted a bit closer to the edge of her seat, her voice nearly bouncing with excitement.

„So get this … Shawn said there was an incident at the courthouse Tuesday night. Late. After hours. Not his off-duty time, though … he was working the night shift. And then an alarm goes off in his little security booth. A manual one. From one of the judges’ chambers.“

She paused again, frowning slightly.

„Funny thing … Thinking about it … I didn’t even know they had manual panic buttons. thought it was all motion sensors and cameras and stuff. But anyway … this alarm …“

She was cut off as Fin stepped up to the desk.

„Ladies“, he said with an apologetic smile. „Hate to break it to you, but lunch is over.“

Alex put her sandwich down and turned her full attention to him.

„What is it?“ she asked, all business again.

„We got ourselves a fresh witness. Just hauled him in. You might wanna sit in on the interview“, Fin said with a shrug.

Alex gave a small sigh but nodded. „Yeah, of course. I’m coming.“

She quickly finished the last bite of her sandwich and washed it down with a sip of soda, then leaned over to press a quick kiss to Casey’s hair.

„Thanks for the food, babe“, she said with a faint smile. „We’ll talk later.“

And just like that, she was gone, heading straight for the interview rooms.

„Later“, Casey muttered under her breath, watching her leave. Again.

Then, maybe a little more aggressively than necessary, she began cleaning up the rest of the lunch mess, stuffing wrappers and empty bottles into the paper bags.

It really did feel cursed, the way every time she had a good story, Alex vanished before she could get to the good part.

●○●○

„Hey, babe.“ Alex’s voice was tired as she poked her head into Casey’s office near the end of the day. There were faint shadows under her eyes.

Casey looked up and smiled softly at the sight of her. „Hey you. Ready to head home?“

„Oh yes. Desperately. I need at least one glass of wine and a really good neck massage to feel like a functioning human again.“ She sighed and pushed herself away from the doorframe. „Just need to file a few things, then we can go. Give me five.“

Casey laughed and closed her laptop with a satisfying snap. „Well, lucky for you, you’re dating a certified neck massage expert“, she teased already putting on her coat as she followed Alex into her office.

Alex dropped into her chair with a soft groan, and Casey perched herself on the armrest of the little couch like she owned the place.

Alex opened her briefcase and began sorting papers into their proper folders. But then she paused, frowning at her desk. The pens were still jumbled from earlier, not lined up like they usually were.

She looked up, confused. „What …?“

Casey decided distraction was the best strategy. She had completely forgotten about the pens, and honestly, how was she supposed to explain that petty little rebellion now?

Besides, she was still dying to tell her story. 

„Remember what I was telling you at lunch? About Shawn, the courthouse security guy, and the two court officers? The alarm?“

Alex needed a second to catch up, but then she nodded, still looking tired. „Sure.“

„So … an alarm went off. Tuesday night. Shawn was working the night shift. It wasn’t a motion detector … it was a personal alarm. Someone hit it manually. I didn’t even know they had those, did you? But I guess it makes sense. Better safe than …“

„Casey.“ Alex’s voice had an edge to it, sharper than she meant it to be. „What happened?“

„If I’m annoying you, just say so“, Casey replied, trying not to sound too deflated.

„No …“ Alex took a breath and softened her tone. „I’m sorry. It’s just … rumors are rumors. And I’ve spent the entire day reading between the lines of witness statements, and …“

She trailed off, catching the eager spark still dancing in Casey’s eyes. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.  „Okay, okay. Go on. Tell me.“

Casey’s face lit up again. „Okay! So … Shawn gets the alert. He heads down to check it out. Apparently, he’s never had one of these go off before. He gets to the judge’s chambers … Judge Meyers, by the way … and the door is locked! from the inside. Totally shut. No way in. So he’s standing there, wondering if it’s a false alarm or something … then he hears this crashing noise inside. Like someone’s trashing the place.“

Her voice lowered slightly for dramatic effect. „So he decides to break down the door. And just as he …“

A soft knock at the door interrupted her.

Alex’s assistant, Anna, appeared in the doorway, wearing her coat and an apologetic smile. Clearly on her way out for the night.

„Sorry to bother you so late“, she said. „Just heard back from the courthouse. There’s an issue with the search warrant. Judge would like to see you and defense counsel in his chambers.“

Alex rolled her eyes but gave a tired nod. „Got it. Thanks, Anna. I’ll take care of it.“

„Night, you two“, Anna said with a knowing smile before disappearing down the hall.

Casey caught Alex’s eye.

„Yeah, yeah … I know. Later.“ She gave her a crooked smile.

„I’m sorry, Case … looks like I’m not done yet after all.“ her voice was more tired than apologetic.

Casey nodded, already resigned to it. „It’s okay. I’ll see you at home? I’ll have the wine ready.“

Alex shrugged on her coat. „I hope you survive until then.“

Casey muttered something under her breath. „Maybe I should just email you the story.“

Alex laughed and leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips. „Love you“, she said with a warm smile.

„Love you too“, Casey called after her as Alex disappeared once again through the door.

„Unbelievable“, she muttered to herself. Seriously, it was like the universe conspired against her finally getting to the punchline.

She stood, stretching a little, then paused. Her guilty conscience catching up with her.

With a small, precise gesture, she reached out and straightened the pens on Alex’s desk, placing them just the way she liked them.

○●○●

It was already dark when Alex finally shut the apartment door behind her with a quiet thud. Letting out a relieved groan, she slipped out of her heels and dropped her bag onto the little sideboard by the coat rack. The day had dragged on longer than she’d hoped, and now the exhaustion had settled deep into her bones. She had been looking forward to a glass of wine, but at this point, all she wanted was her bed.

The apartment was quiet and dim. Alex tiptoed toward the bedroom, pausing in the doorway when her gaze landed on her girlfriend. Casey was fast asleep in their bed, wrapped up in a fortress of blankets and pillows, hair slightly mussed, face completely at peace. A warm feeling spread through Alex’s chest. It still hit her sometimes, just how lucky she was. That she got to come home to Casey.

Without turning on the light, Alex ducked into the bathroom, washed her face, and changed into soft pajamas. Then she padded over to the bed, lifted the blanket gently, and slid in beside Casey. Casey unconsciously scooted closer, mumbling something that, with a bit of imagination, sounded like „been waitin’ for you.“

„Sorry it got so late“, Alex whispered, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

Casey grabbed Alex’s hand and tugged her closer, eyes still shut, snuggling up without missing a beat.

„You okay?“ she murmured sleepily.

„Yeah, all good. Just a long day“, Alex reassured her.

„‘kay … good …“ she sighed contently.

Alex sank deeper into the pillows, resting her forehead against the warm skin of Casey’s neck. She gave her another soft kiss. „Sweet dreams.“

„Mmm … ‘lex …“ Casey twitched a little, blinking groggily, vaguely patting for Alex’s hand and turning her head just enough to mumble: „Judge Meyer … broke down the door … and he was … busy … Mrs … you know … that clerk with the eyebrows … Shawn was horrified …“

A sleepy giggle followed the half-coherent mumbling. „Poor guy … what a sight.“

Alex propped herself up slightly, trying to make sense of the dream-ramble, but when she looked at her girlfriend, she was already back asleep, lips curled in a tiny smile.

Alex chuckled softly. Whatever that rumor was, it had clearly followed Casey straight into her dreams. She felt a little bad, actually. They kept getting interrupted before she could spill the full story. Not that Alex was dying to know, but Casey’s infectious excitement over that kind of drama was hard to ignore. Still, it was late. Her head was spinning. Sleep was calling.

She cuddled back into the pillows, inhaled the familiar scent of her girlfriend, and closed her eyes, ready to drift off.

But her thoughts had other plans.

Judge Meyer. Mrs … Clerk … the one with the eyebrows … what was her name again? Mrs Martin. Some loud crash in the office and Shawn had to break down the door … but why the alarm?

The puzzle pieces refused to form a clear picture. She had a rough idea. But still, why the alarm? And damn it, she didn’t even want to know. She wanted sleep. She hadn’t spared a single thought for office gossip all day. She was not going to start now. Casey was the one who thrived on rumors.

Alex was above that. She was just going to sleep. Whatever happened, she would find out tomorrow. If she wanted to. When Casey was awake. She knew all the juicy details. Not that Alex really wanted to know. She didn’t give much about rumors.

But an alarm in a judge’s chamber usually meant danger, didn’t it? But this sounded more like … something else. Something very … physical … but considerably less threatening. Just … why would he set off the alarm?

Alex sighed annoyed. Instead of drifting off peacefully, her brain was now doing cartwheels. She didn’t care about rumors. She didn’t. Really. And yet, her imagination was now painting increasingly vivid mental images, and sleep wasn’t even a speck on the horizon anymore.

„Damn it“, she muttered, propping herself up on one elbow. Her eyes drifted over to Casey’s peacefully sleeping face. So sweet, so innocent, so blissfully unaware that she had just wrecked Alex’s chance at sleep.

Her breathing was deep and even. Infuriating. Shame if something was to disturb her rest.

„Casey?“ Alex asked softly, gently shaking her shoulder.

[electricneonbat]

Marceline timeline (based on my observations and various canon and semi-canon sources)

Birth is approximately 1985-2005.

It's not the most accurate birthday, because the mushroom war is left up to the viewer's imagination. I think it's safe to assume that the mushroom war was the cold war, but I think there's some solid evidence for it being in response to America attacking the middle east in the 90s, and possibly even being the aftermath of 9/11. There is also the possibility of it being the product a war that never happened in the real world. I think it's fair to say that America is the reason for the war, but not the Lich bomb, because that bomb hit the west coast of America. Either way, the Lich bomb was a retaliation to something. I'm not going to spend time speculating as to what.

Age 0-5: there is a war in the background of her early childhood. The world ends when the Lich bomb is dropped. She spends a very short amount of time traveling the wasteland with her mother before Elise dies.

Age 5: bunker

Age 6-15: surviving with Simon

Age 15-20(?): vampire slayer, protecting humanity

Age 18-20ish: bitten

Age 20-120: hibernation (based on information from Marcy's Super Secret Scrapbook)

Age 120-180: hard to say, probably hanging out with Keila and Bongo ***Princess Bubblegum is born somewhere in here

Age 180ish: meets Princess Bubblegum, pre-kingdom

Age 200-700ish: hanging out with Bubblegum, helping build the Candy Kingdom, making music

Age 700-1000: breakup era, one can generally assume this is the "lost track of my moral code" thing happened, probably spent a lot of time in the Nightosphere, based on her saying the ghosts from "Heat Signature" were in her gang from the underworld. There are a few semi-canon sources that suggest she was doing some old fashioned pirate stuff at the time, but that's harder to pin down.

700 is around the correct age because of a deleted storyboard from Obsidian where Princess Bubblegum says that they were in the Glass Kingdom "300 years ago"

Age 1000+: misses Bubblegum too much and returns to Ooo, kick-starting a bunch of people going insane over their relationship