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There’s something about being a newly out/aware queer 13-15 year old that makes these children yearn for the officious gay x disaster gay pairing. Bonus points for friends to enemies to lovers or wtv

It’s like. Blue x Red just grabs these people by the throat or smth it’s crazy

/lh /neu /IPROMISEIMNOTHATINGONGAYKIDS

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Heya! Would be curious what relationship hcs for the mauler twins would be like? Kind of imagine even if a new one is made the same feelings carry over type thing. Maybe the reader is very morally grey too? Also gn! Reader if possible! Ty!

Mauler Twins X Reader: General Relationship HCs

borf.... happy pride guys

hcs below the cut!

They're a package deal in every other way, why not dating?

I wouldn't say these two value monogamy in any way, moreso that it would be wildly inconvenient for you to be seeing (and possibly leaking their secrets to) other people

So you're a tightnit throuple at best

but you make it work.

If you're a supervillain, too, you're most likely the one calling the shots. A manager, if you will

The Mauler Twins are brilliant and massive, but they lack... focus.

Afternoons with them will often involved you sitting atop the large weapons of destruction being constructed, giving instructions throughout

And then taking a break for some lunch

Pot pie, of course.

If you aren't a supervillain- or if you prefer to keep work and life separate, you play more of a doting assistant in their lives.

"Guyyys! Helloooo! I brought dinner!"

They're pretty domestic when they want to be

Competetive, too

"Good afternoon, Y/n, how do you like the laser? We'll use it to blow up the Whitehouse later this month." and then, with a cocky grin "I designed it all by myself."

Followed by the other twin-- previously working on a smaller project across the warehouse-- peeping up "NOT true!! You lie, brother. He LIES." with all the outrage and sincerity of a heart attack.

Your friends and family don't know about your relationship for a plethora of reasons, not in the least bit being because they are giant blue clone supervillains.

If you're being honest its mostly because they're such assholes, you can't imagine introducing them to your parents

It's not like they've introduced you to theirs

You're not even sure they have parents.

Your lives together are pretty mundane, the occasional heist, the occasional date night, all very streamlined

The Mauler Twins are brutally efficient people, after all

They do their best to take turns with you, since they have such a hard time getting along.

You, for whatever reason, find it relatively easy to discern which of them is the most recent clone

But of course, you'd never divulge that information.

They ask repeatedly, however

"You mean, you can tell? but you're never allowed in the room when we clone ourselves! You've never seen it!!"

Smiling to yourself, you allowed your eyes to pass between the two 'identical' men in front of you

"Yeah, not so much. It's more of an experience thing? I guess? The mind is old but the body is fresh, if you will."

Refusing to elaborate, the twins spent the rest of the day debating over who was "the clone"

Morons, you couldn't help but find their naivete endearing

they were both clones, and had been for some time now.

buuuuut they were your clones, so it didn't bother you too much.

You couldn't go outside for dates, so you mostly stayed in

It wasn't an uncommon occurrence for the three of you to pimp out the warehouse you stayed in with pillows and blankets and stolen furniture-- in order to make a quite comfortable pillow fort

movie nights and themed dinners were common

Say what you will, those fuckers can knead some bread dough, and you put them to the task without mercy

One time you tried having a pizza delivered but the guy hit on you in a really creepy way and got murked.

It was a sad day for everyone

Y'know, no more pizza delivery and all.

They let you paint their nails. It's one of your favorite activities because they enjoy it a lot, no matter how much they whine and protest.

"Aaaaaand, done! Perfect, what do you think?"

"Y/n- I demand you paint my nails next."

and so on and so forth

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i cant tell if you just didnt do my fic request or if the line is that long aaaaaaa </3

It could rlly go either way, I’ve got requests from months ago in my queue AND I delete the ones I don’t want to do/are too similar to ones I’ve done in the past. I run this acc for fun in my free time and I’ve just had less free time since starting it. No request is promised to be completed, although I appreciate every single one I get!

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Took a break from studying for finals (and taking my finals rip) to draw my crk oc

Blueberry Jam cookie!!

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Cecil, Donald & Allen the Alien dating a daycare worker reader headcanons.

The reader takes care of super-powered toddlers, baby monsters, aliens. The reader is very maternal and caring and protective over her children.

Allen, Cecil, and Donald x Daycare worker!Reader

Loved this request! Sorry, it took me so long to get around to these ^^

hcs under the cut

Allen

Allen is a very fun uncle/older brother figure to the children he's around

He interacts with children by letting them dangle off his bicep, which enthralls pretty much every age group

He's durable as shit, so he's one of the only people some of your more gifted superpowered wards can play with without having to hold back

It's pretty heartwarming to see him get along with the kids so well, and they totally love him

He helps you with stuff like naptime and keeping them all in line

You couldn't ask for a better assistant <3

Cecil

He's a little disgusted by children

Not like he genuinely hates them or anything, he thinks they're important and the future of the world or whatever

HE just doesn't enjoy being around them very much

Mostly because he ISNT GOOD AT IT

But he respects the hell out of you for being so good at it

He loves working with you to match you up with superpowered children

It's an efficient system for both of you

He's endeared by your work stories, loves hearing about kids and their antics

"And then I tried to take him to the park, and he FLEW me there!! It was terrifying, he's the size of a fourth grader!" You laughed, sitting next to him in bed, winding down for the night

"That's unhinged. You're not hurt, are you?"

"No, I'm alright my love, he was very responsible :)"

He sighed, putting his hand over yours "I'm glad you had a good day with the kids."

"Me too... they really bring a sense of purpose to my life."

the air was still, and a quiet, loving moment passed between the two of you

Donald

He loves hearing all the entertaining stories about what you get up to at work

The kids you work with have seen him sparingly, mostly when he's bringing you lunch and/or the kids see him at the GDA

They call him 'Y/n's friend' and DO NOT know his actual name

He's just a silly little guy who loves kids despite his stoic nature

He knows the small things about every kid you sit for, who has what allergies, and what they want to be when they grow up

It's an efficient system sometimes, you watch over some superpowered children who want to be superheroes, and Donald helps them safely pursue that goal

Sometimes you come home stressed from work, working with superpowered children is difficult

And sometimes it gets to you

"Hey, love, how was work?" Donald asks, his normal monotonous voice filling your bedroom as you crashed onto the mattress face-first

"ughhhuffdsfisjdoicdsvfdguter I'm going to go gray...." you groaned, scooting up to bury your face in his chest

He petted the back of your hair "Oh... tell me about it."

And so you did

And he listened, offering you his ear and his advice when prompted for it

he made a good support system

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Need a spring Drabble with Donald, I wanna go fishing w him and relax with him on the coast of a big lake and have him twirl me around in a pretty sun dress 😖 also idk why but I feel like he’d have a speaker playing red hot chili peppers and a bag of pumpkin seeds on standby

Donald x Reader: Lake Episode

yall know the drill blah blah blah finals blah blah blah im lazy ANYWAYS-

hcs below <3

Donald is a simple man, a very easy to please go-with-the-flow kind of dude outside of work

he's so uptight in his day-to-day, his job is so important

So when he gets days off-- especially in the spring or summer- you bet your ass he's dragging you to the lake.

"Donald, why is the backseat of the car piled high with towels, lawnchairs, and fishing supplies?" you raised an eyebrow with a heavy degree of scrutiny, leaning against the hallway

He just shrugged, walking over to you with his everpresently stoic expression and pressing a kiss to the top of your head "Do you want to come fishing with me? I packed us a lunch."

How could you say no?

Once arrived, Donald insisted on being the one to set up your lodgings. He set up a large beach towel, as well as a large umbrella to block the shade. Underneath was a cooler which contained some sodas, waters, a couple of beers, and your lunch.

"I grabbed sandwiches and fruit, I hope that'll be alright, Y/n." Donald adjusted his glasses, which he had snapped on the magnetic shade attachment to.

"That should be just fine, honey" you tied your hair back out of your face, adjusting your own sunglasses as you admired him in the sunlight "If you catch something I'll cook it for dinner."

"Sounds good, y/n." He smiled back at you, fixing bait to his fishing rod "But I doubt I'll catch anything."

Two hours later and he'd proven himself right

He'd caught a couple small fish, but nothing worth putting in the cooler and bringing home.

On the bright side, it afforded the two of you a lot of quality time.

You spent the time by talking about your days, about the weather, and sharing a couple of beers

Donald was a pretty pale dude, so he was prone to turning red in the sun

This just meant it was more important to apply sunscreen regularly

There were only a handful of people at the lake other than yourselves, and you kept away from any swimmers

That didn't stop the occasional child from running over and interrupting your day, but Donald never minded

He'd always safely set down his fishing rod and devote his full attention to whatever the kid was aiming for

A snack, one of your drinks, a reprieve from the sun under your shade, or simply to ask a question about what the two of you were doing

It was refreshing to see Donald so calm and casual, as you watched lovingly from your spot in the sand

"Watcha doin?" a wide eyed gradeschooler asked, approaching cautiously

Donald turned to him while still fishing, a blank expression "I'm fishing and my partner is lounging under the umbrella, is there anything I can do for you?"

"mmmm no.... Does your big forehead sunburn?"

Donald inhaled deeply before smiling "Yes, it does, which is why its important to apply sunscreen."

You shook a bottle of spray sunscreen at the boy jokingly, causing him to skeptically walk over to you and ask if he could have some sunscreen

of course, you obliged him, and taught him how to spray himself so he didn't get burnt.

Afterwards, he thanked you and ran off to join his family, leaving you and your husband puzzled

"I wonder what that was about...." you sighed, adjusting the umbrella above you

Donald simply shrugged "Beats me, but you're so good with kids. I had no idea what to say to that. My forehead isn't that big...."

A comfortable silence passed between the two of you before you broke into a small, stifled laugh.

You swore you'd been there all day, although by the time the sun was setting and you were packing up it had only been three hours.

The two of you sat on the towel-covered sand, leaning into one another as the sun set

"This was fun, thank you for bringing me here..." you smiled, leaning further into his shoulder

He reciprocrated by putting an arm around you, rubbing your shoulder with his thumb lazily "Of course, I'm glad you could come with me. This was nice. I'm sorry I didn't catch anything.." his tone was flat, but his words were sincere.

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I would love to see a Allen x reader while their having fun in the sun. With Allen’s first time being in a human beach.

Allen the Alien X Reader: Beach Episode

this is on some TOH shit where I'm making the executive decision that alien beaches are like unbearable or dangerous asf

ty for your time

today I did three loads of laundry and handled college stuff like a boss so yk go me.

"Hey babe do you wanna go to the beach? The UV is 10 today and I wanna work on my tan."

You didn't mean anything by it, casually packing a beach bag as you spoke

What you didn't expect was Allen's reaction, confused and a little startled

"What? Babe, you can't be serious. There's got to be better places to tan than near open beaches. Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?"

"....what?" you narrowed your eyes, jaw slack in perturbed confusion. The fuck was he on about?

He raised an eyebrow back "Like, pools of water are one thing, man made, safe. But naturally occurring bodies of the stuff? Isn't that dangerous? I thought you guys knew better than to play with dangerous nature."

You couldn't restrain yourself from cracking a smile, piecing together his mistake "Allen, babes, beaches here aren't inherently dangerous. We've got wildlife and like.... the undertow I guess, but most beaches are totally safe here." You remembered something, smiling even more "Bitch you've SEEN Teen Beach Movie."

He joined you in laughing, "I thought that was an exaggeration! Like- a fantasy world where the water is safe! How was I supposed to know?" He walked over to you, an air of humor now that this misunderstanding had been cleared up

"No hon, it's for reals. Now go get your swim trunks, you're coming with me!"

The beach was moderately packed with people, not uncommon for the newly warm time of year

Just enough to assure Allen of the safety of the water while not stopping you from getting a good spot on the sand to set up camp

He helped you prop up your sun umbrella and sheet, unpacking the small cooler of sodas and water you'd brought with you for refreshment

"I still don't understand why we brought water, isn't there water right there? It's nature, so there aren't chemicals or anything." Allen turned a water bottle in his hand

You hummed in response, cracking the tab off a soda and taking a sip "Yeah, but there's salt in this water, you can't drink it. Plus like... fish pee and all sorts of shit."

Satisfied with this answer, Allen drank one some of one of the water bottles and placed the remaining bottle back in the cooler

"C'mon, let's go swim!" He held out a hand to you, but you looked up at him with scrutiny

"I came here to tan, babe, I'm goo-" before you knew it, Allen had hoisted you over his shoulder and was walking you to the shoreline

"Getting wet makes tanning easier, pluuuuus-," He dumped you into the water ",It's more fun this way!!"

You squealed, feeling the cold water rush around you as you came up for air

He hadn't gone very far into the water, just enough that you weren't hurt by the throw

"Gahh you dick!" you splashed him with a hearty laugh, grabbing his hand and trying to pull him into the water to no avail

"I'm gonna get you!!" You jumped onto his back, trying to pull him into the water, both of you laughing all the while

"Nuh uh!" he yelled back, flipping you over his shoulder and carrying you bridal style before dropping you into the water

This continued for a while until the two of you tuckered yourselves out.

You retired to your sheet in the sand, taking the opportunity to drink some water and tan

"So, what do you think?" You asked, candidly lounging on your stomach

He thought for a minute, before responding with a bright smile "It's pretty sick! It's nice you guys get to enjoy nature like this. It's.... pretty communal. And free. Crazy stuff!"

The air was pleasant and a light breeze kept you cool in the hot weather, all seemed right with the world

After a bit of lounging, you walked up the beach to buy sandwiches from a shop on the pier, before returning to your sheet to eat

"I have no idea how you eat those..." you teased, cringing at his unusual sandwich

"The strawberries ADD to the roast beef, babe, you don't understand flavor combos like I do."

"That's disgusting...."

"I wonder if we have different taste buds. We must. because if you could taste it like I do, you'd be just as obsessed." he took a large bite of his monstrosity, strawberry juices dribbling down his chin before he wiped it up with the backside of his hand "How's yours?"

You finished your own bite and hummed in contentment, "Good! Same sandwich I've been getting since I was a kid. It's hard to go wrong with a well-loved classic."

"I'm glad you're enjoying it, babe" he allowed you to lean against his shoulder, the two of you watching as the sun began to set on the water

After packing up, you let Allen haul everything to the car

what good is a super strong alien boyfriend if he doesn't lug shit around for you?

You returned the favor by being the one to drive, since your human car didn't much agree with Allen's proportions

With the top down, he fit as comfortably as he could

"So," you started, pulling onto the road as the wind started to tussle your hair ", how did you enjoy the beach?"

Without skipping a beat, he enthusiastically responded, "It was incredible! I had no idea you guys had such cool natural life here. I wish I'd grown up with natural swimming areas, that's cool as hell!!"

"So, do you want to come back sometime this summer?"

He scoffed, leaning over the center console to press a kiss to your head. "Of course, I'd go anywhere if you asked me to."

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Rex getting his ged and being allowed to graduate with a local highschool bc he’s technically at that age and then everyone leaves to go walk at their old elementary schools and he feels bad because he had no elementary or middle school to do a grad walk through </3

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Hello and good morning/afternoon or evening wherever you are. I hope you’re having an amazing day today and take a break if needed.

Hi i'm doing very well, going to try and get done at least a handful of requests today, pawned off a ranma 1/2 discord server onto some people so that was fun. Uhm- idk stuff is good stuff is good. Getting a new car soon hopefully since the accident I had a while ago fucked my breaklight up. My ten month anniversary is soon, so that's cool. I drew myself (?). That was fun. with like- the most luscious lips ever which I do not have in real life bc I like rendering lips apparently. This is my formal request for someone to draw me, like, as a casual request to the universe.

Anyways i've been doing good, thank you for asking, I hope YOU have an amazing time <3

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okay this is fucking with me. I got- back to back- two requests asking for a Powerpuff!Child!Reader. But like. the second one was all "sorry if this has been requested before idk" and like

back to back?

is it the same person???? I don't mind if it is- nag the fuck out of me if I don't do what you request I'm probably js being lazy

but like

were there genuinely two seperate people within a day of each other who wanted this hyper specific request? help????

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Ghost… King Lizard…. Ghing Ghizard…. (ghost king lizard)…. Meoww…

Die. (I know this person I promise I’m not telling g strangers to die on the internet)

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i hope that’s not too distressing of a scenario but i wanna know how would mark, cecil, donald, rex and allen react to accidentally making you cry during an argument! god knows they’re capable of doing that lmao

Allen, Cecil, Donald, Mark, and Rex x Reader: Making you Cry

ngl if a man ever made me cry during an argument i'd hit him with my car

hcs under the cut!

Allen

like legit the most gentle dude alive

He fucks up sometimes because he treats you like an equal, and forgets that not everyone can take a verbal lashing like he can

You probably get into an argument about his job, telling him that you don't like him almost dying all the time

"What? You think I should let thousands of people die for YOUR comfort?! You don't get how much bigger this is! This is more important than you!"

it sends you over the edge, tears spilling down your puffy cheeks

It hurts to have something true said so hurtfully

he immediately caves, apologizing profusely and putting an arm around your shoulder

"Heyyy.... heyyyyy shh shh shhhhhh, I'm sorry- I'm so sorry baby I shouldn't have said that-"

he hates seeing a pretty person cry <3

Cecil

lowkey a menace ngl

He doesn't like making you upset but he's RIGHT and he's not willing to lie for the sake of your feelings

Like Allen, you probably fight about his job

"Y/n, let me make it crystal clear, if it comes down between my job and my relationships, you're welcome to leave."

"So what? I'm not allowed to have problems without you disregarding them?! That's not a relationship, Cecil. I'm not convenient for you."

He groaned, leaning into his hands "God don't I know. Trust me, Y/n, you're the furthest thing FROM convenient with these tantrums."

his words stung, coming from the man who was usually so kind. Who was so good at balancing the demands of his life and the demands of his love

you bit back tears, welling up in your tear ducts but holding their place due to your unwillingness to conciet

buuuuuut he noticed nontheless, and softened momentarily

"Y/n..... I'm.... I shouldn't have said that." he reached out for your hand, but you snatched it back and turned on your heel

"Fuck off, Cecil. Go do your important work." and with that you left the room, storming off somewhere else to cool down

Donald

Type of dude who doesn't get heated often

He's literally js a chill guy

Probably pulls a Devil Wears Prada and yells at you out of stress

"Y/n- Fuck- do you have those papers copied? Cecil needs them now-"

"Oh, sorry honey I thought I told you, our printer is out of ink." You replied casually, leaning against the dining room table

This sent Donald into a stressed panic as he raced around the room

"You didn't think to TELL ME?!!" He cried out, more aggressive than he intended

You'd never heard him yell before

CERTAINLY not at you

and the waterworks began

You sniffled and wiped at the tears with the backs of your hands

But Donald was too busy to notice, let alone console you

Nontheless, once he resolved with Cecil, the first thing he did was call you from work

"Y/n, I am SO sorry for yelling at you this morning. It was out of line and I apologize."

he topped it off by making dinner for you from scratch as an apology

Mark

He's so nice but he's SOOOOO stupid

you're probably arguing about something hypothetical, like a comic book morality issue

and he takes it too far

"Aghhh Mark, it's totally fucked up for Superman to have that much unchecked power! What happens if he turns evil or something?"

"Y/n, the point of superman is that he's a good guy!! He fights the bad guys!"

"Okayyyy but we see sometimes his idea of whats right differs from the government, who gets to make that decision? The government? How do you govern the ungovernable when the ungovernable is the one who governs you? How do you checks and balances a god?"

"Oh my god- If you're good, you're good. You don't need checks and balances if you're a good person!!"

"But what if someone with that kind of power WASN'T good?!" your argument increasing in heat, you jokingly feeding into his very real anger "You NEED kryptonite to ensure Superman doesn't go off the deep end!"

Marks eye twitched "And who is someone like YOU to decide what a SUPERHERO should and shouldn't be able to do?!? HUH?!"

"Mark you're taking this too seriously-"

"GAh- NO! I'm serious, Y/n!. What business do regular people have telling me how to use my abilities? The government?! What a joke!"

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Mark, I love you, but you're starting to sound like your dad"

Marks eyes widened as he shot up from the bed, breathing heavy with anxiety at the accusation "SH- SHUT UP!!!"

The room shook a little, the bed shook harder, causing you to briefly lose your seating and rustling you a little more than you would've liked

You stared at him, wide eyed, afraid, and furious

tears silently streaming down your face

You quielty stood up and dusted yourself off, walking over to Mark, who had begun panicking when he realized what had happened

"You need to get it the fuck together. That was pathetic. I will not date the equivalent of a frat bro who punches walls when his girlfriend won't fuck him."

He reached out to wipe the tears from your cheeks, his eyes widening when you flinched

"Oh- Oh fuck- Y/n, I am so sorry that was so horrible oh shit oh shit- are you okay? babe I'm so sorry" he wrapped you up in a hug, levitating off the floor slightly as he did, pulling you to your tiptoes

Rex

honestly he's such a dick i'm not surprised

You probably catch him ogling your waitress or smth and tell him off

It escalates from there:

"You were totally eye fucking her, Rex! What the hell?" You hissed, trying not to cause a scene in this Olive Garden

He scoffed, eating an olive off YOUR martini skewer "Babe please, I'm appreciating her boobie-I mean beauty!" He grinned, hoping his hilarious mistake would make up for his bullshit

You grimaced in response, rolling your eyes "Rex you're being a jackass. If this is how you are no wonder Eve left your ass."

He responded by spitting back "At least Eve was hot."

It hit him how stupid he was the second it left his mouth, and regret filled his expression as you slowly started crying

It was a restrained sob, only louder as you attempted to choke it back

Only made worse by the realization people were staring at your ugly, puffy, crying face

and Rex had caused it

he reached across the table for your hand "Hey- I didn't mean that. You're SO hot, you're like- gorgeous. Way prettier than the waitress."

He didn't get it.

You stood up and grabbed your bag, walking to the restroom as Rex followed suite

"Rex, go away."

"No! I apologized, why are you still crying? hey-" He tried to calm you down, following after you and cooing at you

"GAh-" you spit out, turning to face him "You think I need you to remind me your ex is a hot superheroine I can't compete with? And that you fumbled HER. If she wasn't enough for you how could I POSSIBLY be?!"

Rex softened, pulling you into the family restroom for some privacy

"I've grown up a lot since that, and even though I fuck up-" he took both your hands, looking at you through his eyelashes "I would NEVER cheat on you. Nobody deserves that. Especially not my gorgeous, amazing, patient, skilled, precious, unfathomably hot and hilarious, and perfect partner. You're all I want. My eyes wander but my heart-"

he put your hands on his heart

"My hearts all yours, babes."

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How many upcoming fics do you have im curious???

Rn I’ve got three stockpiled over the next week or two(?) but I’ll add more if I get the free time. I try to post at least once a week when I’m writing. You guys know the excuses, finals, graduation, college and all that shit, plus this fucking film festival thing- I’ve been busy. Like deadly busy.

But yeah rn there’s three fics coming up <3333

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Tattoo Hcs: Cecil, Donald, Mark, Rex, and William

Literally nobody wanted this but i figured it's better to write what amuses me than get caught up in requests lmao

i'm doing this so i don't impulsively text my tattoo artist bc I'm broke and fate is cruel.... (I want a tlou tattoo sooooooo fucking bad eughkbgsfhausofdfbgrnyht6e5yt4we)

enjoy <33

Cecil

he's a deeply professional man

He has the same philosophy to his body that my parents have towards cars: "NO identifying features."

He doesn't want to be undisguisable, and the only thing he wants on his body to be a constant reminder is the scar on his face

That being said, he'd probably get a very practical tattoo, like his social security number or some weird shit in invisible ink on his inner lip or smth

Like, purely pragmatic.

I could maybe see him getting a "cool" tattoo in college, probably something super small on his lower stomach or hip or anywhere nobody would ever see

Like a gun or a shark, or something a stupid college student would like

Donald

NEW Tattoo's are largely a moot point once he realizes what he is

they're not actually permanent since the GDA can never be fucked to replicate them on his skin now that he's uncovered the truth

That being said, I could see him finding some freedom with this and getting ridiculous tattoos for the hell of it

Comes into work with a heart mom tattoo, like the really traditional one

He gets random names tattooed just to fuck with his coworkers

actually I take back everything this man is getting some shit in binary code on him

and a fish

a big ass fish chest tattoo

I said what I said

Mark

The ONLY normal person about tattoos istg

I dont'..... think.... he CAN get tattooed?

Think PB and Marceline getting tattooed

like I think he'd just heal over? He doesn't scar or anything

poor dude....

it's for the best, his mom would murder him

When he's older he tries to get a tattoo of eve's symbol on his wrist bc he thinks it would be cute or wtv

but no matter how many times they go over it, it just keeps healing up

I can totally see him being the type of guy to draw on himself, though

wore long sleeves like all of high school so he could have notes and doodles alllllll up his forearm

used to get in trouble for it at work (mf burgermart...)

He probably still writes notes to himself on his arm when its menial shit like "take Oliver to park" or "Date @ 5"

Rex

He has a back alley shitty tattoo of an explosion on his ankle or something that he got when he was sixteen against Eve's will

When he's older he has the restraint to at least get tattoos that're safe and look good

Not one for patchwork tattoos, probably has something more like decorative

Maybe cyber sigilism? I can see him having a full back tattoo just bc it makes him look cooler

AND a lower abdomen tattoo, like in his v?

He gets most of his tattoos for the sex appeal ngl

William

He's sensible

oh my god I lied HE'S the normal one of the bunch

He's got a couple tattoos in discreet places, his hip/legs or maybe his shoulder/bicep or something

Places he can easily and often does hide

but his tattoos come without aesthetic priority, he gets stuff that he likes AND that looks good

Very fineline stuff

NO fandom tattoos, he's decidedly anti fandom tattoos bc he's still a little insecure about being "cringe"

That being said, I wouldn't put it past him to get a little bowling tattoo

Gets a tattoo for Mark at somepoint probably maybe idfk

I both feel like William isn't THAT close with Mark, like they have one of those "I'm here for you man *pat pat*" male friendships

But I can see Mark convincing him to get a tattoo "because I can't!" in like the whiny voice he does

it's probably some dumb shit like a seance dog crystal ball with sparkles around it

William initially is so mad he let Mark talk him into it but he grows to really love it

There's at least two men on campus with Williams name tattooed on them and he DID NOT tell them to and DID NOT date/hook up with them and he thinks its the funniest shit ever, absolute menace this guy

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Hi would you be willing to write a fluffy Drabble of established Shapesmith x transmasc reader where reader comes out and is scared shapesmith will leave him only to have to explain what that is. Shapesmith quickly comforts reader in his own Shapesmith way.

Sorry if you don’t like this or it’s too long either way thank you for writing for Shapesmith at all.

Shapesmith x Transmasc!Reader

alright guys i'm gonna try and get back into the swing of things, posting probably only a few times a week.

We're back in business, baby!!!

Considering opening up to Vox Machina and/or Pantheon requests? Is that something anyone would want? lmk <3

hcs below the cut!!

Shapesmith and you had been dating for a couple of weeks by now, slowly but surely

Throughout that time you'd come to realize some things about yourself, about the kind of person you are.

And after a lot of hesitance and soul searching and what have you, you decided it was time to tell your partner that you were transgender.

You knew he was a good man, he knew what it was like to be.... different.

He was so in his own world, maybe Martians didn't even have a concept of gender

Coming out is a wrenching thing, the anxiety of knowing your closest relationships sit in the tender cradle of another persons political and social beliefs

and praying they didn't contradict with their love for you

and praying you wouldn't have to answer stupid questions, or that you would have to bare yourself naked emotionally and spiritually to be respected.

it's hard.

You were scared.

But,

deep breath,

this is Shapesmith we're talking about

your boyfriend, your sweet boyfriend who has only ever wanted good things for you

who protects you in battle and who covers you in day to day

You tried to keep this in mind as you stood before him in your dorm, after telling him you needed to tell him something

He sat on your bed, visibly nervous

It was always easy to tell when he was nervous, because he talked. A lot.

"Y/n- you have a great room, I love the decorations and the colors and everything. Have I told you how much I love your taste? Have I told you how much I love you? You're so great. Soooooo great!"

It wasn't helping your nerves at all

"Ah- yes honey, I love you too- that's... I have to tell you something"

the both of you braced for impact

both scared of what happened next

"I'm-- I don't feel like a woman. This- That label, doesn't apply to me." You gestured vaguely as you spoke, trying to articulate your point

"In the future, I might choose to take physical steps to altercate my appearance, voice, etc to more closely align with male physiology, or I might not. I haven't... sorted it all out yet. I might want to try out new names, and change my name legally, and I want you to start referring to me by he/him pronouns."

a deep, long, agonizing silence filled the claustrophobic dorm

"...shapesmith?"

He tilted his head and let out a deep exhale, a sigh of utmost relief

"Whew- I thought you were breaking up with me." he smiled candidly, like nothing had just happened

it kind of pissed you off

"Wha- Shapesmith! I just told you something really important." Your anger cooled back into anxiety "How... does that make you feel?"

"Hm... You're the same you you've always been. And I love you." He stood up, walking over to you and wrapping you up into a hug

"I don't really understand what being a man or being a woman really means, or how you beings who cannot shapeshift are able to shapeshift from one to the other, but I'm sure I can learn about it."

You winced, bracing for him to load you up with invasive questions, but they never came

He just held you, stroking your hair lovingly and humming a tune

After a while of this, you pulled back

just enough to hold his face in your hands

"I want to be honest with you."

He nodded "And I want youuuu to be yourself. I wouldn't want to be with you any other way."

And that was that

He would go on to thoroughly enjoy all the pampering that came along with transitioning

In his own, unique way

When you express interest in getting new clothes, he's ecstatic to finally experience an indoor mall for the first time

You get haircuts together and he FREAKS when they cut his hair

"Ahhhh my flesh!!" He warbles, his fingers twitching as he tried to remain stationary in the salon chair

"Noooooo honey- it's dead cells. They're allowed to go away."

He's learning how to be a man just as much as you are, in a lot of ways

lets be fr he hasn't had human male biology for very long

you guys get to learn and grow together <3

[midnightshindig]

Can I request a king lizard x reader. Basically reader is silly and chill...but like...in a scary way. They don't care if they die or if they get hurt, like they could be stabbed and be like "danm that's crazy." And get on with their day (love your work btw! Always look forward to your fics!)

King Lizard x Crazy!Reader

I want you to know i'm fucking thrilled at another King Lizard fan <3

INCREDIBLY short. Sorry

hcs under the cut!

King Lizard prided himself on his unique plans and his tenacity

He was malice personified, him and his clan wreaked havoc wherever they went!

buuuuut he also believed in the importance of a good plan.

well. Good for him, that is. By his own personal standards.

That being said, King Lizard is pragmatic, he's bold but he isn't stupid. He isn't one to take personal injuries lightly and he certainly isn't the reckless type.

So enter his loving partner, you.

Who has recieved- *checks notes*- fifteen different injuries within the month. Only eight of which were directly related to a mission or opponent. The rest being from miscellaneous shenanigans you get yourself into.

King Lizard adored your more chaotic nature

It brings out the best in him

but he can't help but feel like a worrying mother when he looks over at you fighting a hero

with your guts basically hanging out

and you don't event notice/care

You're not one of those yandere psycho girls or anything, you just... don't respond to pain in the way people would expect you to.

There's usually something more important going on that supersedes any concern for your own well-being.

plus, you don't want your darling Kind Lizard to worry!

So you put on a brave face and laugh when getting stabbed

It's better that way

King Lizard's henchmen are all but used to your quirks

You come home from battle giddy and loopy and covered in bullet wounds, and they're nonplussed

"Oh okay they're home go get the first aid kit-" "already on it."

all things considered, it's a well accepted part of everyone's daily routine

One day you try to break into the White House together and take a rex splosion to the gut, your entire side falling out if not for the impromptu tourniquet

"Shit- Y/n, are you okayyy?" King Lizard panics, tying his jacket harshly around your waist

"baaaaabe, I'm fine!" You grin back at him, shrugging haphazardly, brushing him off of you "Now, lets go kick some hero ass"

He can't help but be a little concerned

but I mean, man, you look awesome kicking their asses.