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horrortale Sans with synesthesia but make it x you because we're all freaks for this skeleton variant

Ignore any mistakes pretty please I did this in like 20 minutes— hopefully I executed this okay

Ty @elbimboo for the idea in the reblog, you're awesome (so srry for the ping omg)

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Five Times Kissed

So I literally could not help but to write this, when I saw the prompt. I think this is the most fun I've EVER had writing something, and I hope you all enjoy reading it, as much as I did writing it. The prompt list this came from is here (if you see one you like on this list, feel free to send a request by the way! I can even do this same prompt with other Matsus, if you like it that much! I know I did!).

Pairing: Karamatsu Matsuno/Male Reader

TW: Implied sex, cigarette and alcohol use

Summary: Five significant times you and Karamatsu have kissed each other.

Disclaimer: I do not own the character or series

The first time it happened, it was fateful, in a way. It was lunch break at school, you both must have been about sixteen or seventeen. As always, you ate lunch alone together, both of you the shy sort. You happened to have brought pocky with your lunch that day, and naturally you split it with Karamatsu. The box dwindled down, eventually to the last stick. You held the box out to him.

“Here Kara! You can have it, if you want.” Karamatsu politely pushed it back toward you.

“You brought it, you should have it.”

You thought for a moment.

“Why don’t we share it…? If you want?” You suggested. He shyly agreed to this. You plucked it out of the box. 

“Hey, do you… Want to try the pocky game?” You asked, almost a little hesitantly. He blushed.

“Isn’t that usually played between a… A boy and a girl…?” He asked you, and you blushed a little.

“Well… Yeah, but… What girls are we friends with? Don’t you want to try it…?”

Karamatsu pondered this for a moment, before he gave in. It was true. Neither of you really had any girl friends to play this game with. So… Would it really hurt to play it with another boy? Not to mention, you were both alone, in a secluded part of the school, no one would see this. 

Karamatsu gave in. You held one end in your mouth, and you both leaned in. Karamatsu hesitantly took the other end into his own mouth. Your faces were already so close together. You stayed like this for a moment, both of you beginning to feel a little flustered. Was this a good idea? You both slowly munched through the stick, hesitance building as you came nose to nose. But you both persisted. 

Your lips met only briefly. Karamatsu’s breath hitched when it happened. Despite it being only a fleeting kiss, it felt like minutes. Time slowed down like never before. Karamatsu suddenly felt dizzy when you broke apart… But in a strangely good way.

The second time it happened, Karamatsu had just turned twenty-one, as you had about a month or so prior. You were out celebrating with him and his brothers, the lot of you drinking hard. Since Karamatsu was your best friend, and you were only really on regular friend level with his brothers, you mainly stuck by him throughout the night. At one point, you both popped outside for a cigarette, using it as an excuse to get away from the other noisy five. You sat next to each other on the concrete in front of the bar, against the building, both feeling pretty plastered by now.

It must have been about one or two in the morning, but neither of you had any sort of perception of time, nor did you care- all you knew, was it was dark, the stars were beautiful, the street was empty, and you really needed the cigarettes. You laid your head on Karamatsu’s shoulder, and he had no protest to this. You took a drag of your smoke.

“Hey… Remember when we kissed?!” You laughed, your free hand clapping against Karamatsu’s thigh, a little harder than you intended. He didn’t seem to feel it. His head was leaning back against the wall. A drunk smile crept onto his face.

“What?” He asked, laughing a little. 

“In highschool!” You pushed, grinning stupidly. Karamatsu shook his head, chuckling.

“The pocky? Was it a real kiss?” He asked, a note of seriousness in his voice, before puffing on his own cigarette. You didn’t pick up on that, too out of your mind. You nodded your head vigorously, abruptly sitting up. His half closed eyes widened a little out of surprise when you did this.

“Yes! Unless youuu… Didn’t want to count it.”

He thought for a moment.

“I guess it counts.”

There was an awkward silence for a moment.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Karamatsu asked, slurring slightly, breaking the silence.

“You can tell me anything.” By this point, you had finished your cigarettes, the butts tossed carelessly to the ground. 

“I want to kiss you again.”

This new silence was thick. You stared at him blankly for a moment, processing what he just said to you. He looked away from you. Had he fucked up?

“Karamatsu…”

He looked back up at you, to find your face close to his.

“Do you mean it?”

Karamatsu shuddered a little at the closeness, his face reddening- this time, not from the alcohol.

“Yes,” He stuttered. You gulped a little.

“Then kiss me.”

Karamatsu blinked, and watched in awe as you stumbled into his lap, straddling his legs. He wasn’t sure what to do with his hands, suspended in mid air for a moment hovering around your waist, before he finally decided on settling them on your shoulders. He was still staring up at you, almost afraid to make the first move, what if he did it wrong? Would you even remember this? Would he? You pressed your forehead against his, waiting for him to be ready- despite your drunkenness, you were still incredibly patient. 

His throat was dry, and he gulped a few times, trying to push his anxiety back. He was so focused on you, it was as if there was nothing around you, only you. Finally, he pressed his lips against yours, his hands naturally sliding to the back of your neck. The kiss was sweet, and long. When your lips parted, a breathy sigh slipped past his, both of you opening your eyes, staring into each other’s gazes. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but a wave of confidence washed over Karamatsu, and he pulled you into him, his lips crashing against yours once again, his fingers slipping into your hair, your locks poking through the spaces in between. 

The kissing got heavy, one of your hands on the wall behind Karamatsu to support yourself, and you bordering a makeout- and surely, it would have gotten that far, had Osomatsu’s nosy ass not come outside and ruined it, totally catching the pair of you in the act. This was something he would hold over you and Karamatsu’s heads, that he simply wouldn’t let go of. Despite this, word never got around to their brothers.

The third time it happened, you were both about twenty-two. It was a cool evening. You had just left Chibita’s Oden Stand, buying a filling dinner and a few beers. The two of you aimlessly walked the streets for a while, before happening upon the park, where you continued your stroll. It was fairly empty, aside from the odd person or two that passed by you. A pleasant silence befell the pair of you, broken eventually by Karamatsu.

“I’m glad I know you.”

You looked at him, with a hint of love in your eyes. You could no longer tell if your feelings for your best friend were romantic or platonic, and you weren’t alone in this, as Karamatsu felt the same. He was beginning to lean toward romantic.

“I’m glad I know you too.”

You continued walking together. Your hands brushed against each other once in a while, and eventually, you let your hand slide into his. Karamatsu glanced at you through the corner of his eye, but otherwise seemed receptive of this, his fingers curling up into a gentle hand hold. You strolled like this for a while, holding hands, swinging slightly back and forth as you walked. 

A light breeze picked up, and you shivered a little. Karamatsu noticed this, and stopped walking, causing you to stop as well. He shrugged his leather jacket off, and you watched as he did this.

“You seem cold…” He trailed off. It was clear that he wanted to say something else, but there was something making him hesitate. You stared at him for a moment as he moved to put the jacket around your shoulders. A heavy blush befell your face, and you looked down.

“Thanks,” You stuttered. You both stood there for what felt like ages. You shuffled your feet a little, and looked up at him.

“You didn’t have to… Aren’t you cold?”

“I wanted to.”

His words were so sincere. There was a hint of something else in his voice, and you weren’t quite sure what it was. He anxiously tugged on the hem of his shirt.

“Can… Can I ask you something?” He stuttered.

You nodded. “Anything, Kara… You know you can say anything to me.” You assured him. He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. If you didn’t know better, you would think he was on the verge of an anxiety attack. Maybe he was. It was like he had lost all of his nerve. Lately he had adopted a sort of ‘cool guy’ persona, but… It was different around you. He played his confidence up, but you already knew he had a shyness to him, that only ever seemed evident around you nowadays. Not even his brothers saw much of these moments anymore, and he lived with them.

“Um… What do you… How do you…” It was as if he didn’t know how to say what it was that he wanted to say. You would pipe in, but you weren’t sure where he was going with this, and you were afraid you would make an incorrect assumption. So, you waited for him to gather his scattered thoughts. He beat around the bush a little longer, before finally forcing out what he was trying to say.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

Silence permeated the air for a moment. Karamatsu’s anxiety started building up at your lack of response, before you finally broke the silence.

“I think I’m in love with you too.”

Relief washed over Karamatsu, and as if his body was on autopilot, he grabbed your face and pulled you into a sweet kiss.

“My rose… Will you be my boyfriend?”

By the fourth time it happened, you had shared countless kisses. In fact, from the moment Karamatsu had asked you to be his boyfriend, there wasn’t a single day that had gone by where you hadn’t kissed each other. 

It was about a year into your relationship. You were finally ready to take things a step further. You were both now twenty-three. You held down a job, you had your own apartment now, where no one could invade your privacy- something you certainly didn’t get at the Matsuno residence.

Karamatsu was right there waiting for you when you got off work. Just seeing him made you smile, despite the rough day you had.

“And how was your day, my handsome Karamatsu boy?” He asked as you approached, with a dramatic little flair, and the cutest grin. You giggled a little.

“Better, now.”

Your hands laced together, and you both made your way to your apartment, making lively conversation on the way. You only let go of his hand when you arrived, to fish your keys out of your pocket and unlock your door. It wasn’t the biggest, nicest place in the world… But it was yours, and you were hoping Karamatsu would want to share it with you someday. You were sure his parents would be delighted to have one of their NEET sons move out and start his life. They still weren’t over the fact that one of their sons had a partner in the first place- they would have thought surely by twenty-two, out of their six sons, at least a few of them would have had some sort of romantic experience, but it was just the one, and they supposed that was better than nothing.

You let yourselves in, and made your way to your bedroom. Your bathroom adjourned it. 

“I’m going to take a quick shower, to get work off of me.” You mentioned. Karamatsu made himself comfortable on your bed. You stripped off your work shirt, and tossed it aside, before digging through your dresser to find a pair of boxers and some shorts.

Karamatsu studied you carefully as you revealed part of your body to him. Your skin looked so soft, so touchable… The way the hair on your chest curled slightly, how it’s tone matched the hair on your head… His eyes trailed down your shoulders, your arms, down your back when you had turned away from him… He felt so naughty looking at you this way. You were only getting ready for a shower, and here was his still virgin brain, turning this into something it wasn’t. Dirty thoughts kept popping into his head, and he did his best to push them away, to sweep them under the rug, but he simply couldn’t help it. You were so mesmerizing to him.

His eyes darted elsewhere when you turned back around. He was so focused on trying to rid himself of the thoughts he was having, he didn’t even notice the tightness in his pants, semi-hard from his thoughts alone. You however, did notice.

You didn’t say anything. Instead, you grabbed a towel, and made your way to the shower.

“Love you.” You stated, before closing the door.

“Love you too.”

Your shower didn’t last long. All you could think about was what Karamatsu had in his pants. At this point, the farthest you had gone together was making out, and maybe a little bit of heavy petting. It made you nervous. But in a good way. You couldn’t wait to share your first time together. But you were terrified. By the time you were out of the shower, you had a little bit of a woody of your own. You dried off, and tried, unsuccessfully, for a moment to make it go away.

When you went in for your shower, you had left the door cracked- you took a second to peek out at Karamatsu, who was still relaxing on your bed, waiting for you to come back to him. You took a deep breath, and dressed your bottom half, not having bothered to have grabbed a shirt before you went in.

When you came to bed, you climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. He looked up at you with a little surprise at the bold action, his face reddening a little. You leaned in next to his ear.

“I think I’m ready… To go all the way…” You whispered, and you could hear him swallow hard. You pulled away a little, hands on either side of his head, supporting yourself. Your face was inches from his, and you were searching his eyes for any sort of hesitation, but all you saw was love and want. No. It wasn’t want. Need.

Just like that, he was suddenly kissing you.

The fifth time it happened, you were both now twenty-seven. You were overwhelmed. You could only imagine how Karamatsu felt. It was a big day. There wasn’t a lot of people here, but it felt… Weird, having your families united together in the same space. You were taking a slightly less than traditional approach, to what was about to happen. Slightly.

Everyone was eagerly awaiting the pair of you. Your family on one side, his on the other. Matsuyo had her head rested on Matsuzo’s shoulder, both of them teary-eyed, and your family was blubbering just as much as they were. Karamatsu’s brothers, though they held a hint of jealousy, were happy for Karamatsu.

You finished getting yourself ready. You know it was your imagination, as everything fit fine when you had previously been fitted, but you couldn’t help but feel that the tuxedo was suddenly tight. It was nerves. Nerves do funny things to a person. Every second closer to meeting Karamatsu, felt like you had been waiting an entire lifetime. You weren’t sure if you were going to have an anxiety attack or if you were just seriously nervous.

Doubts began running through your head. What if he didn’t want this? What if he felt like you were rushing him into this? You were twenty-seven, but you didn’t even feel like you were even old enough to be doing this life-changing thing. You knew he wouldn’t, but your brain continued to force thoughts, like what if he ditched you at the altar even?

It wasn’t until you finally saw him, that all of it was instantly wiped away. He was so handsome. He was a nervous wreck. He wore that tuxedo so well. You didn’t even realize you were crying as you approached each other, until a little look of concern swept across his face, and he brought his hand up to yours, using his thumb to wipe your tears away. You reached up and did the same for him, as a few stray tears had welled up and fallen from his own beautiful eyes. 

The music started. You both took a deep breath, and linked your arms. You wiped your face again, and began to walk down the aisle together, as one. Everyone turned to look. All eyes were on the pair of you. Todomatsu was kind enough to agree to take pictures, when you had asked him previously as part of the planning. With every snap was the flash. You could hear hushed crying from both sides. The walk to the altar felt long, but you finally arrived to it.

You had both written your own vows. Nervously excited, love filled prose filled the ears of everyone who was lucky enough to have been there. This was special. This was incredibly special. Everyone could see it. Everyone could see just how much you truly loved each other. There was not a thing on this earth that could tear the two of you apart- you were truly meant for one another.

You said your ‘I do’s’, and exchanged rings. They were only simple, gold bands. You didn’t need anything more than that. Then, it finally happened.

You couldn’t take your eyes off his. You gazed into each other’s eyes, so filled with love, like nobody had ever loved before. Every significant kiss you shared flashed through your mind in that instant. You first kiss, ‘the pocky kiss’. Your second kiss on his twenty-first birthday, your third when he asked you to be his boyfriend, your fourth when you so lovingly deflowered each other. It all swarmed through your mind, through all of the bad, and all of the good, the one consistent was each other. No matter how much the world changed, or your lives, you and Karamatsu would remain. 

You almost didn’t hear it when they said you could finally kiss each other, as husbands. Husbands. You could barely believe it. You both leaned into each other, and you looked Karamatsu in the eyes one last time, before you both closed your eyes, and pressed your lips to each other’s. His brothers were hooting and hollering, his parents buried their faces into each other's necks and cried, your family was just as much of a mess, but neither of you cared, it was completely drowned out by the moment.

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Oh no wait I have these

And NOW I have nothing to post 😔🤚

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@mindboogling and i have been brainrotting over the unnamed Solace family members for like two days straight, the implications make me severely ill please take them Boog designed the sibs, i designed the mama. they dont have names idk what they should be...

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GRRRAUGH

Another Fishstick doodle

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sebastian with a touchy reader who can't seem to take their hands off him ? :3

𝜗 ˖ ❝ poke, poke! ᵕ ♡

— in which you get too handsy for your own good. ✧

↷　 sfw 𓈒 no warnings 𓈒 well bitch sebastian warning 𓈒 tried to make this as in character as possible but honestly may be more ooc 𓈒

UNESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP ☆★ — under the assumption you aren't dating yet.

SEBASTIAN doesn't honestly care that much when you touch him, he just likes to pretend like he does to see your reaction. Whether you freeze up and stop your actions, or continue to do them out of defiance: either amuses him. He does have his limits, though.

You're fine to touch his tail. Many Expendables do it on accident when buying things anyway, so he has gotten used to it. He won't bat an eye when you lightly touch his tail. Sebastian will, though, tease you and push you. It's not a fair trade that you get to just play with his tail like that. Don't you think he deserves some compensation? Of course, he isn't being too serious, but if you end up coughing up some research... well, he'll gladly take it off your hands.

But Sebastian will only let you do that. It's better than nothing, isn't it? Oh, how generous he is. You're not allowed to touch his hands, fins, or 'lure'. Yeah, no, you aren't getting your grubby little hands on him like that. Well, maybe if you paid for it. How does 1,000 research per second of touch sound?

Sebastian does not enjoy physical touch, nor does he see a need for it. Perhaps, in the past, he would've yearned for it. But now, he is quite literally different.

But let's say you're a loyal customer, a frequent visitor whom Sebastian has come to actually pay attention to. Sebastian, being the oh-so-sweet shopkeeper he is, might let you hang around and touch him a bit more. If you promise to keep buying from him, that is.

ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP ☆★ — under the assumption you are dating.

SEBASTIAN still has no need for physical touch, but he understands that you do. And being the best boyfriend there is, he'll of course give it to you.

Except, you still need to return the favor. Expect a lot of physical attention from Sebastian, you reciprocating, then Sebastian flipping it onto you as if you were the one initiating it just to get you to do something for him. What do you need to do for me? Why, you just need to cut him some slack. See, not so hard, is it? How kind of him to give you such an easy task.

That aside, as his lover, you get to touch more of him. His tail is not the only thing up for grabs anymore. Feel free to touch him wherever. While he can't guarantee a position reaction, he won't stop you from petting wherever you want.

His fins? In your hands. His light? In your hands? His cheeks? In your hands? Go ahead and squeeze to your heart's content. The two of you have all the time in the world down here, after all.

Rarely, Sebastian will initiate affection with you without any ulterior motives. When you question his antics, he just laughs into your shoulder. Really, do you expect him to be mean all the time? These moments become more and more frequent as time goes on. Free of charge, too. You're the only one he'll give a 100% off discount to. The things he does for you.

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I said I'll stop and then I didn't. Referring to this post

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I EATED HIM. EATED IT. CONSUMED.

Bon (he/him) was originally designed as a female love interest for Frankie (basically his Minnie), having been named Bonnie in that era. Later, he was redesigned into a casual male rival character (basically Frankie's Mortimer) with whom he had increasing gay tension.

He was made to be a tad taller than Frankie, rather than his exact height (like he was in the Love Interest era), being a reoccurring character that would get into shenanigans to try and mess with Frankie or his shows (with it being a Tom and Jerry situation, you never knew who would come out on top.) His outfit entirely depends on the episode and is subject to change, so his second concept has minuscule accessories. But Frankie tugs on his tie or twirls his finger around it regularly. He was scrapped later on and never got his own consciousness in the parkour palace... But he shares some striking similarities with a certain lucky contestant, so maybe, he can have consciousness...

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do you ever become obsessed with a character and you just go "of fucking course its that one" at yourself because you are so incredibly predictable

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I want to eat the colors. Consumption. Scrummy

Some designs i made

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i don't know if anyone reads the longer posts i make, so i'm going to try to keep this short and hope that it encourages more people to read.

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https://www.gofundme.com/f/dqfb6z-help-me-save-my-family

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More than 200,000 people are trapped in the northern Gaza Strip and are facing a real famine and mass extermination. Also, more than a million and a half people are facing the same famine in the southern Gaza Strip.Speak up for them, your voice can make a difference in this unjust world.

Also save my families within these families

Save my families who are suffering from famine here 👈👈

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SHuT UP THIS IS SO CUTE

finding frankie stuff because uhhh