#‘have a bit of whimsy’ is so funny anon

[jesuistrestriste]

The other posts before just kink shaming people. Calling people weirdos and creeps and that the authorities should be called and some how writing men squirting, "because its not biologically possible" is in the same category as well like damn have abit of whimsy

helloo !

so i guess a user who follows me, or used to follow me, is posting on their acc snippets of my work and talking about how im weird and gross (as well as some other unspecified challengers writers) bc i wrote about ‘puppy’ stuff and ‘men squirting’. they blurred out my user but my writing was directly referenced.

they basically likened the puppy play stuff to sexualizing real animals, and said that it was also creepy to write about men squirting bc it’s not ‘biologically possible’

i don’t wanna make this into a big deal, bc it’s genuinely not, but i’m responding to it to hopefully give this individual some clarification and also to defend the users who actually enjoy this type of kink content (bc i do too)

so. first of all — puppy play. i, for one, in the particular drabble they screenshotted, do not have the reader treating art like an actual dog. the reader only calls art ‘puppy’ and he is submissive. those are literally the only two things involved that are similar to puppy play. however, many people enjoy/write about other more direct aspects of puppy play, like collaring and leashing and etc, and that does NOT mean they like sexualizing real animals. it is NOT bestiality. i’m going to assume that the user in question who likened it to bestiality is not informed on what puppy play actually is/represents, and just took the concept of calling someone ‘puppy’ = sexualizing dogs and ran with it. that’s definitely not what it is, and i certainly was not writing it that way. for many, puppy play is simply about the power dynamics of it all. do i enjoy puppy play in its entirety? no, not really (i like certain bits and pieces), but i respect those who do. it also goes without saying that i do not advocate for or support the sexualization of real animals in any way shape or form ..? that’s disgusting.

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second of all — squirting. men squirting is possible, just the same as how women squirting is possible. if you don’t believe me, look it up on pornhub lol; it’s definitely possible. to my knowledge, the anatomical/bodily processes that allow someone to squirt are the exact same ones involved in. well. peeing. like. if you can pee, you have the anatomy necessary to be able to squirt. i’m mid-writing this and i can’t believe im talking in depth about what squirting is and how it works. help. but yea, is squirting = pee ? no. no, it’s not (controversial lol). but even if it was, some people are into that. no need to yuck someone else’s yum. you’re entitled to your opinion though. if you don’t enjoy it/understand it and think it’s ‘creepy’, that’s cool too ! idc—it’s your life! do what you want !

third of all — i read their post and they also talked about how it’s weird to write about puppy!stuff because some users (i don’t know if they were talking about me in this instance or just some writers on challengers tumblr in general) are writing about ‘real men’ and that these men should be ‘calling the authorities’. i know for me, im not writing about mike faist in a puppy play context. im writing about art donaldson. a fictional man. and i promise you, art donaldson will not be reading my stuff. and for that matter, neither will mike faist. that man wants nothing to do with social media, let alone tumblr (rip to his tumblr era though).

bottom line, kink shaming is not cool. it’s not fun, it’s not kind, it’s not cute, it’s not very demure.

some people use kinks as an escape from harsh aspects of their reality like past trauma, etc. or to process those traumas. that being said, you are 1000% allowed to not like something. that is your business ! but posting about someone’s work and making grotesque claims about their character and what they stand for based on smut writing is very odd. i do not appreciate it !

i am in no way trying to attack/hate on the person who made the posts, but i think it’s important to try to address stuff like this and educate those who may be confused or misinterpreting. to the user who made the posts: i hope you have a good day, and i hope this clears things up ! if you see this and want to talk more about it, my dms are open. all love.

UPDATE: i was just informed that the user in question used to write for (tw) school shooters and apparently cleared all evidence of it from their account except for some lingering tags.

i take it all back ! ! as someone who has experienced the effects of a school shooting + has been in a uni community targeted and affected by an act of gun violence, that is absolutely disgusting, and you can rot ! seek therapy ! :)

[mwagneto]

every time I see you like something I also like it genuinely makes me angry because you have such shit taste otherwise and you're so annoying about everything why do you have to get it right sometimes just stick to your bullshit

you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid

[twinroomies]

"have him home by 9 i guess" in response to the selfship ask is peak btw. just want you to know that

Hahaha, well, that's what I had in the chamber when I got asked this question, so, I appreciate it. To get real with ya'll personally SEPERATELY from the main Twin Runes account, mainly because over here this IS my little area so I CAN say a bit more without it representing both Akane and I... WARNING: THINGS GET SERIOUS DOWN HERE

You know, it's interesting from my perspective to be in this position, right? Not to diss or put down "goatkisser" anon here as I'm gonna lovingly refer to them as, but you gotta understand, ya'll: when you're a writer you put a lot of YOURSELF, or your experiences into your characters, right? We've all had fictional crushes (if you have romantic or other types of feelings, if not: please disregard and also valid), we've ALL thought about Mega Man X from Mega Man X. This is a universal experience. Stop looking at me like that, but the point is: I MADE this Mega Man X. So it's just a little surprising. Good writing has vulnerability to it, and you expect people to laugh, to make light of, to critique parts of you that you put out there when you do that. You don't expect people to go "ah yes the homunculus of every America's Funniest Home Videos moment in your life made flesh. I would date that." That's the one that gets you, at least it got me. I don't wanna be John Funkiller, murderer of joy and whimsy, but like imagine you drew a comic yourself, and you had your character tell a story from YOUR LIFE of something funny that happened to or because of you, and then someone looked you dead in the eyes and said "I want to make out with them". That's… I mean, there are probably other parts to it beyond that story, maybe they just REALLY like his horns they ARE cool but you know that part of you is STILL THERE. There's also an element of: Okay, if I say yes, am I about to see someone go way too far with this? Chat, I'm a voice actor, I've had people upload my voice to websites so they could chat with characters I've played. Ever had a poorly written fanfiction robot attempt to flirt with you while having an existential crisis because you needed to hear enough of the voice back to confirm it was your own voice? I don't recommend it, I'd leave a bad yelp review.

Anyways, I'm GLAD people like Asriel, but to keep it a BUCK FIFTY WITH YA'LL, that's… I mean, look. How are you supposed to respond to that? 😅 Will I STOP YOU? No, but all of that is how I FEEL, the REAL PERSON, the NOT THE GOAT. Just remember though, that some of those stories you'll hear about the goat, start with me, or Akane, or people we know.

[starlightrosa]

LEE POMNI PLSS lers jax or ragatha or both maybe they had a sleepover in the circus or pillow fight turned tickle fight <33

Oh anon, that's such a wonderful prompt! I hope you enjoy, my dear :)

Giggly Jester

Summary: A simple pillow fight ends in a very ticklish way for a certain jester.

Word Count: 2.0k

Warning: slight intrusive thoughts for Pomni (in bold, there's only one though)

Enjoy! (First time writing TADC ever, hope u like it my dear :D)

Life in the Digital Circus was… interesting, to say the least. And very… unique characters too. A ringleader with a pair of teeth for a head, a doll who was probably the nicest of the lot, a sarcastic purple bunny, a chess piece who was slowly going insane, a sentient ribbon who cried when her mask was broken, whatever the hell “Zooble” was supposed to be… yes, that was what Pomni was given to work with when she had put on that fateful headset, and was transported to The Amazing Digital Circus.

The ringleader, a guy called Caine, had set up adventures with the whole crew on Pomni’s first day, which consisted of gathering up some creatures called “Gloinks.” Unsurprisingly, Caine’s latest “adventure” wasn’t very well received by any of the Digital Circus members, least of all Pomni. A new girl to the circus and its whimsy wonder, it was very easy for the poor dear to get a bit overwhelmed, and Pomni was trying her best to process in her very colourful room.

That was when Caine popped into existence in her room, scaring the poor jester so much that her jester hat fell off and hit the floor with a comical splat, her little musical bells jangling as they made contact with the ground of her room.

“Wake up, Pomni!”

“AAAH! Oh my God! Caine, don’t do that!” Pomni implored, the jester clutching at her digital chest, feeling her heart pumping beneath the pale skin. Caine tutted and waggled his gloved finger as Pomni picked her hat back up and jammed it back on her head.

“Now, now, Pomni. Don’t be such a jumpy Josie! I just wanted to make sure you’d hear me. Jax and Ragatha would like to meet you at the main stage. They have an idea to help you get acquainted with your new life here in the Digital Circus. And we all know that I, as the ringleader, fully endorse any idea to make you comfortable here.”

“Ragatha and Jax? Oh no…” Pomni muttered. Ragatha was nice, sure… but Jax? That sarcastic lilac rabbit only ever liked to see funny things happen to people, regardless of intentions. Pomni was sure nothing good could come from being with Jax.

“Come along, Pomni! Let us not dilly dally, or dally dilly for that matter!” Caine urged, grabbing Pomni by the waist. With a snap of his gloved fingers, Pomni was transported to the main stage. She felt really dizzy after the fact, her colourful irises whirling about in her head briefly before her vision managed to correct.

She turned around to scold Caine for doing that, but the AI had vanished. Pomni sighed and looked around.

“Ragatha? J-Jax?” Pomni called, walking forward in the dark. Why were the lights off?

“Heads up!” came the only warning call before Pomni’s face met something soft, startling her. BIFF!

The lights clicked on and Pomni looked down to see… a pillow? Just a regular pillow that had been thrown at her. She looked back up to see Ragatha making her way towards her.

“Jax, you didn’t need to do that! You could have hurt her!” the doll scolded.

“Calm your stitches, Ragdoll. It’s only a pillow. Couldn’t hurt the new sucker with one of these if I tried.” Jax muttered, the rabbit’s ear twitching a bit in slight annoyance. He couldn’t do anything fun here, geez.

“You aren’t hurt, are you Pomni?” Ragatha asked, gently searching her face for injury. Pomni shook her head, her nerves hitting her again.

“Why are we here? Why do you have pillows?” Pomni asked, noting that Ragatha was holding one too.

“Hey, Kinger wasn’t using ‘em for once. He’s enjoying his little bug buddies, so me and Ragdoll decided to come up with a plan to make ya relax more.” Jax responded.

“Are you familiar with the concept of a pillow fight, Pomni?” Ragatha gently asked, smiling softly at the jumpy joker with her pinwheel eyes.

Pomni racked her brains. She used to have pillow fights with friends back when she was little. But trying to remember her life in the real, human world was becoming more difficult by the day. Pomni didn’t want to forget, but it seemed like that was an eventuality. She couldn’t even remember her human name.

I don’t wanna forget. But I can’t remember.

“Hey, shortstack. You still in there?” Jax asked, getting bored at Pomni’s long silence. “Don’t tell me we gotta teach her what a pillow fight is.”

“Shut up, Jax. Pomni? You in there?” Ragatha asked, keeping her voice calm. “Pomni, come on out of there. Don’t fall down the rabbit hole again.”

“S-Sorry…” Pomni stammered, coming back to reality again. She already had blushing makeup on her avatar, but Pomni still felt a slight red rush claim her pale face.

“Don’t apologise, Pom. You’re gonna be okay. Promise.” Ragatha smiled, and Pomni felt her shoulders gently untense the tiniest bit. Ragatha was very comforting in this strange world of whimsical wonder.

“This is all so adorable, but can we get this goin’ already?” Jax asked, holding a pillow in his arms.

“Oh yeah. So Pomni, basically this is just a way of goofing off, having fun, y’know? We’re gonna have a pillow fight. Pick up that pillow over there and when I say go, we begin. Okay?”

“Alright, sure…” Pomni said, going to where Ragatha instructed and scooping her feathery weapon off the ground. The pillow felt weirdly comforting in her arms. Maybe she could keep it.

“Alright. And… go!” Ragatha called, the three of them immediately whirling their pillows around. Pomni got a good few shots on Jax because of her smaller height, only for Ragatha to even the score. Feathers were comically flying everywhere, showering the trio in a fluffy rain. Ragatha was giggling, Jax was snickering, and Pomni slowly joined this melody of laughter as they whacked each other with pillows. This was actually… fun!

But feathers tend to stick, my friends. Specifically, tend to stick on clothes. And the first one to feel this was Pomni. She began to feel something lightly brushing at her collarbones and neck. She stopped and put her pillow down to try and pull these feathers from her clothes. Which meant she was no longer on guard.

And Jax hit her with a pillow. But he had sneakily opened his pillowcase and upended the feathers inside Pomni’s clothes. Pomni squeaked and started to wriggle immediately, the feathers brushing and reaching to more places the longer she wriggled.

“Ha! You look like a moulting chicken, shortstack!” Jax teased. Pomni’s laughter grew louder as she could no longer remain standing, the jumpy jester now lying on the floor and giggling to herself as these feathers were stuck deep in her clothes.

Jax chuckled at Pomni’s little predicament. “Welp. Guess that’s feathers one, Pomni zero.”

“Jahahahax! It’s tickling! The f-feheheheathers! They’re tickling mehehe!” Pomni answered back. Ragatha chuckled and put her pillow down, approaching Pomni with Jax in tow.

“C’mere, Pomni. Try to hold still, and we’ll see if we can get these feathers out of your clothes.”

“Ah, c’mon. Can’t we just leave her like this, Ragdoll? It’s much funnier seeing her laugh, you know~” Jax protested, a particularly shrill squeal from Pomni cutting off the next thing he was going to say.

Ragatha wasn’t listening. She gently sat on the left side of Pomni, as Jax took the right side. The two flashed a cheeky smile down at Pomni, as Ragatha saw the amount of feathers stuck in Pomni’s clothes. In her collar, her shirt, her sleeves too. And all the while, Pomni was lost in a world of tickle-induced giggles.

“Hehehelp mehehe!” Pomni begged, causing Ragatha to chuckle as she held Pomni in her arms, while Jax reached for the feathers. He snuck his gloved hands up her shirt and grabbed some of the feathers. He began to slowly drag them down her stomach as he worked to pull them out, taking his sweet time just so he could hear more of Pomni’s laughter.

“Nohohoho, Jahahax! D-Don’t dohohoho thahahat!” Pomni squealed, trying her best to squirm, but Ragatha held her still. Pomni’s legs kicked in an effort to release some of that ticklish energy. Jax just laughed.

“We’re tryin’ to help ya, kid. And you just keep laughin’! What’s so funny, Pomni? Are these feathers t-t-tickling? Are they, Pomni?”

Pomni felt herself blush even more at Jax’s words.

“No teheheheasing!” Pomni squeaked, trying to cover her face. But then Ragatha simply held Pomni’s hands in hers, preventing her from shielding any tickle spots.

“Your smile is adorable, Pom-Pom. Tickle, tickle, giggly jester~” Ragatha cooed, smirking mischievously as Pomni’s laughter increased on hearing the nickname.

Pomni could barely fight back. These feathers tickled like anything, and Jax removing them so slowly was not helping. Pomni was lost in a world of tickly feathers, and she just couldn’t do anything but laugh and half-heartedly squirm in Ragatha’s arms.

Yet somewhere in the back of Pomni’s mind, she supposed this wasn’t the worst thing to happen to her in the circus. Not by a long shot. Compared to everything else that had happened, this was actually… nice.

“Enjoying yourself, Pomni?” Ragatha asked, gently smiling down at her. Pomni nodded, and relaxed in Ragatha’s arms as Jax removed the feathers, pulling the softest, most honey-sweet giggles out of Pomni’s mouth.

“Y-Yeaheheh. It tickles…” Pomni murmured, giggling up a storm. Ragatha smiled.

“I know, Pom-Pom. I know.”

“Got to admit, kid. This is kinda adorable.” Jax continued. “Alright. Flip her over for me, Ragdoll.”

“Not my name, but whatever.” Ragatha muttered, flipping Pomni so the jester now laid on her stomach. The movement made the feathers on Pomni’s back move. Pomni was pretty ticklish on her back, so the jester’s laughter spiked. “AH! They’re ohohon my bahahahack! Ah, gehehet them ohohohout, Jahahax! Please!”

“Goin’ as fast as I can, kid. Just don’t move~” Jax challenged, even as he grabbed one of them, lodged at the top of Pomni’s spine. He gripped the feather and slid it slowly down her spine, enjoying Pomni’s reaction. The jester was absolutely shaking with laughter!

“JAHAHAHAX! STOHOHOP IHIHIHIT!” Pomni shrieked.

“Ha! Are you kidding, I’m not stopping for anything, kid! You’re so ticklish, it’s hilarious!” Jax fired back, but he still removed the feather. Once that one was out of the way, there was only a few left. But they’d formed a clump. A very ticklish clump, if Pomni’s choked back laughter was anything to go by.

“Ooh, Pomni. Hold on to Ragdoll, this clump is right on your ticklish little back. I’m gonna have to get them all at once. Ready~?” Jax teased, making a show of cracking his knuckles dramatically as he leaned over Pomni’s back, his fingers wiggling in preparation.

Ragatha held Pomni’s sides as Jax dived in, grabbing the ball of feathers and slowly sliding them down Pomni’s back in an effort to pull them out. Pomni pounded her fists on the ground, tears in her eyes from how much it tickled. She squealed and laughed like never before.

Eventually Jax pulled out the clump of feathers, finally giving Pomni some relief from those maddeningly soft tickles. She relaxed and sighed as Ragatha softly ran her hands over Pomni’s back, getting rid of the ghost tickles as she helped the giggly jester up.

“You sure are ticklish, Pomni.” Ragatha chuckled. Jax nodded.

“All that yelling, though. Think I’m deaf.” Jax joked. Pomni rolled her eyes.

Yes, life in the Digital Circus was strange, random, and confusing. But honestly, it felt good for Pomni to laugh and forget her problems for a little, even if that meant being at the mercy of a bunch of feathers in the aftermath of a ferocious pillow fight.

“We gotta do this again. What do you say, shortstack?” Jax asked, smirking. Pomni chuckled and made a non-committal noise as she walked back to her room. When she reached it, she opened her door and laid on her bed, staring back up at the ceiling with a soft smile on her face.

Maybe they could do this again, indeed.

The End! Hope you enjoyed!

[phightingaus]

holly fartttttt

overgrow au , go

https://phighting-ocs-real.fandom.com/wiki/Overgrow_au

:3

[the link!]

YOOOOO IT'S YOU!! WAVES AT YOU HI HI HIII IT'S ME HAHAHSH ( @nonofficial-anon ) HELLOO!! LIVE REACTION TO THE AU BELOW HASHDASDG

1.) I JUST SAT DOWN???? I JUST GOT HERE???? 10/10 first sentence into an AU I've ever read LMFOAID I HEART KILLING OFF THE SUBSPACE!!! /SILLY

2.) I'm trying so hard to think of a name for half-plant Subspace.... uh uh uh uh.... Venspace Flytrap (after venus flytrap). did i cook /silly. anyways I LOVE GIVING FACTIONS LORE OMHLHL WAIT WAIT WAIT what if the plant is like. a kind of lotus. and like. that's why Vine Staff has a lotus as her phinisher. chat let me cook. anyways What Do You Mean It Got On Subspace's Fresh Corpse. DID HE GET KILLED IN THIEVES' DEN???? wait that'd be sick let that happen... oughj live laugh love plant characters

CHIGRAFT: CHIGRAFT!!!!! MY BABY /POS THE ABSOLUTE GOOBER!! aww they're a mini subspace.... dw chat I'll give you as much attention as you need !! -i say as they order my death to the 929399293 zetas nearby /silly

HYPERLASER: ooooooo wait wait wait wait wait I have a question, how and why did he improve the biografts? was it for a specific motive for himself or was it like. advice from external sources? type shit. cuz I feel like that's not smthn he would do UNLESS under very specific circumstances cuz I love the idea of Hyper taking responsibility over a biograft model.... wojghgjg hyperlaser-based bio skin when /silly ALSO THAT IS A SICK NAME FOR A BIO

VINE STAFF: WHATATATATT????? SHE'S THE WHAT?????? part of my whimsiness is dead bc tumblr saved the wrong iteration of the draft of my reply so uh. questions instead of forcing it yippee!! how is she the curse now (how'd it happen type shi)? why'd she do that to Thieves' Den (and was it out of malice)? what kind of ruler is she? food for thought, love it when an au focuses on her somewhat yippee!!

SUBSPACE: WE KNOW HIM, WE LOVE (and hate) HIM, THE MAN HIMSELF!! good lord how much damage did scythe do 💔💔😭 wait wait wait ims ory CHOPPED IN HALF??? I THOUGHT. WHATATATTT NAWH 😭😭😭😭😭 but like thieves' den comes and saves the day so /silly

Dude imagine how funny it is in concept. like. this guy. the guy who believed in the power of technology more than anything else. gets Revived by plants. yeah erm,.,. you owe the planet your life² now buddy HAHAHSHD– AWEE WAIT HE THANKS THEM nvm you're cool now nobody can make me hate you agrhagrhajgrehjw subspcae...... my wife..... belovedf......

"It (the rot) still eats on him a bit, but he's more focused on an infection of vines on his body" yeah uh, i think i would be too!! smiles aty him hehhehhdfjhfsjkefjkhdkajhwdOHS WAIT HOWB HATHAT SHJIT HOW DID I NOT MAKE THE CONNECTION THAT THIS IS THE SAME CURSE VINE HAS???? OMLOML WAIT THAT;S SO COOL??!?!?

AWWW HYPERCARER !!! THE SILLY THE GOOFY AWAUIRUDHWJHBWAKD HE JKNITTED HIM A SWETTER!?@?!??@?!@?! SUBSAPFCE TAKE THE SWEATER NOW!!!!!!!!! YELLS AT HIM LIKE THAT ONE MS PAINT REACTION PIC ("let's get you back to bed, brandpa" ass chigraft HAHSHDHAHDA GO MY SCARAB!! FORCE HIM TOS LEEP)

oh ym hgod. motehrly voice. vine sdatf is taht you... WAIT IS THAT MOTHER NATUYTER??!?! holy crap the amount of typos HAHAHAHAHS I'LL KEEP THE,M HERE FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES. HEART EMOJI

oghmgohfkljh gardening subsapc.... i wanna draw that now. im gonna draw that.,., LATER. LATER I SAY!!!!

THE BROKER: ew it's him, ew ew ewhewjehjwad /pos WAHT TEH FUCK DO YOU MEAN HE KILLED WINDFORCE??!?!???@ HOW THE UFCK. HOW. HOW. WHO., WHAT;KL WHTAHTEIF ok nah he deserved that death wts /silly /pos but now he's a ghost.,,, me omw to exorcise ths mf until he stops eixsting in this very universe we call teh inphinity YOUR VERDICT IS GUILTY!!!!111!!!!1 FIR BROKEN HONOR AND RETRIBUTION!!!💥💥💥💥💥💥

BAN HAMMER: my shayla..... MY SHAYLAAAAAA!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OMGOGM MY BBYYY OHMY GOD THAT'S SO SAD (i heart banhammer if you couldnt tell /silly)

MEDKIT: "mangled subspace" ch. chat i think yall did more than that /pos SHAYLAS WHY'D YIU FIGHT??!?@!@ NAURRR oh nawh they fr did that to each other 😧😧 omg. subspace and medkit become friends arc real. mgghjggghkjshfkjsg few i lvove them i love this au ahjrgjrgrhjrg AWEEEE HE GETS A PROSTHETIC EYE!!!! omg chigraft heals. HELL YEAHHHH MY MAN!!!

SCYTHE: AND I SAY LET HER BE EXEECUTED!!!!!!!!!!!! ANGRY EMOJI ANGRY EMOJI /SILLY /POS

wait. a . af ucking CNANON????? EXIUHES ME???? LASER PROJECTILES?????? most normal scythe buff let's be real /j JESUS FUCK TH THRONE PILE..... ok yknow what that's the one thing hat's very based of her good job /silly

OLIVE: ima be honest I ain't got no idea who this guy is ims oryr 💔💔 also what happened to shuriken.... I am shuddering... timbering me boots.... me shimbers.... WHAT DO YOU MEAN FREE SHURIKEN WITHOUT HURTING VINE STAFF????? WHATSG OING ON WITH MY BABIES

"Olive also owns a good business" being the start of the next sentence is so insanely funny to me. just like. oh yeah this guy's living in a reality traumatized by its own system, but hey business is doin good! /silly HAHDHFH

woag how did Playground become the safest.... /gen unless you hc Playground differently ofc hsbdhdbfh OMG KOI FISH MENTIONED

SHURIKEN: WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. WHA

JUDGEMENT AX: still not over Shuriken btw. WHAT.like. ahem. anyways. YOOOOOO BAN HAMMER TRAINING SOMEONE REAL !!!!! also help using the percentage thing is diabolical but also insanely creative HAHSHDH

KATANA: HELL YEAH THAT'S MY GOAT YIPPEEE

DANTE: Hi, I ended up reading everything in this without typing down my reactions help. anyways. hyperlaser what the fuck have you been feeding your biograft child?? excuse me while I take notes but the names are also hella creative, I love using past present and future as names like ough -i say as I get consecutively shot down by all three /silly

BOOMBOX: OGMGLGMKGMGKT help I like how almost everything above Bb was tragic/horrifying and then here's this guy with Yeah I Make Music Professionally Now /silly /pos i heart boombox RAHHHHHH

OHMYG9CID I AM BOWIMG DOWN TO BB AS WE SPEAK. I WANT A VALK N DOM PLUSHIE RAHHHHHHDJJEDJD also oml I love his gear upgrade?? I'd use that to blast lofi lwk HAHSHHD

THE FLIPSIDE

VALK: I had to search up what stilts are help. did my beautiful bbg Valk get them just to be a little taller 😭 /pos

WHAT DO YOU MEAN. WHAT DO YOUM EAN. CHIGRAFT WHAT DOES THIS MEAN WHAT DO YOU MEAN. DID ILLUMINA DO SOEMTHING IS WEAR TO GOBDNREOK IM GONNA FRY HIS LAST WING AND DIP IT IN RANCH

DOM: omg Dom boyfriend era /silly I wish them the best ong 🗣️ does Dom know about what happend to Valk tho? /gen

THE SFOTH

SWORD: ONYKGOFOSJD SWOCKET IS REAL SWOCKET IS REAL I HEART SWORD AND ROCKET THOSE TWO MAKE ME WANNA CRY (inserting that one bittersweet ending swocket oneshot. sighs... i still taste you on my lips (lovely bitter water) by the googly moogly anon my beloved)

ILLUMINA: OHHHH THAT'S WHO SHE IS!!! wait. at. at what cost? what do you mean at what cost. is she the one who traumatized valk. chigraft answer me. CHI ANSWER ME DID SHE TRAUMATIZE HIM /silly /pos

VENOMSHANK: YIPPEEEE VENOMSHANK MORE TRAINING ERA!! oml he's so real. so very based. "thank you for making swocket real" we all say in unison /silly

ICE DAGGER: FUCK YEAHHHH LET HIM BE LEADER also omg the family hanging out..... ahrhfjfjjfngnfnfn I live for sfoth family stuff ogmglgmgkgng firebrand me next pls /silly

FIREBRAND: oml. adopt me next please /silly i heart firebrand

I LOVE THIS AU SM!!!! SORY FOR NOT RESPONDING EARLIER A LOT OF STUFF HAPPENED BY ANYWAYSYYSYSS LOVE THIS CHRIGRAF!!! HEART EMOJI HEART EMOJI HEART EMOJI

[aventurineswife]

•—–· ୧ ⃝🎲 .┆. Part III:

The rest of the soldiers watching as Reader!Cheshire Cat torments Reader!Mad Hatter for telling them he looked like Sparkle:

—㇏. The card soldiers: "…."

—㇏. Reader!Cheshire Cat: "Come on! You keep saying I look like that, you fake lady! Go on, say it, [_]!"

—㇏. Reader!Mad Hatter: "Don't use that name! You already sound like my parent scolding me! Ugh, sorry, I won't mention it again!"

Reader!Mad Hatter laughing lightly at the suffering of the rest of the curious characters because every time they try to interrogate him something convenient seems to happen:

·–— ୧ First occasion:

—㇏. Trailblazer: Well? Why do you seem to be talking to yourself?

—㇏. Reader!Mad Hatter: "Well! Honey, if you have any doubts about that, consult with—" [Someone comes to ask Trailblazer for help]

·–— ୧ Second time:

—㇏. Sparkle: "You seem like someone like me, but at the same time, aren't you even from here? You seem to know more than the rest…"

—㇏. Reader!Mad Hatter: [Laughs lightly] "Oh, it must be a compliment that you find me similar to you—an exaltation, Miss Imposter. Me knowing more than the rest? You think I'm just a silly Mad Hatter…"

—㇏. Reader!Mad Hatter: "What would someone like me know? At least it's less like how I know you—" [He's interrupted by a rabbit hole and quickly closes it, taking it with him]

The "Alices" watching with some curiosity as Reader!Queen of Hearts prepares a special cake for the two of them:

—㇏. Cecily (Alice 1): "I can't wait, Red! What flavor is it?"

—㇏. Reader!Queen of Hearts: "Hmph, it's a traditional cake we make here in Wonderland."

—㇏. Alister (Alice 2): "Traditional? There are traditional cakes? I thought you could just make them and that's it…"

—㇏. Reader!Queen of Hearts: "Well… It's a little hard to explain, no, don't worry about it. It's going to be special for you! It'll have chocolate filling, do you like it?"

—㇏. Cecily and Alister: "Yes!"

·–— ୧ Extra:

The dancers (Roses) closely observe the characters until one of them comments something interesting:

—㇏. Violet: "Oh! It's you! We haven't seen you in so long! How you've grown, I remember when we tried to teach you—"

The rest of the roses stare at her, asking for silence:

—㇏. Rose: "Violet, practice is about to start. Remember, if we don't do this right, our heads won't be cut off. Hurry!"

—㇏. Violet: "Oh…! I'm sorry, excuse me."

—㇏. The characters: "?"

—–· ☀️🌻 ⟩ anon.

This whole Wonderland-style twist with multiple Reader variants is deliciously chaotic and dripping with personality—it’s honestly such a strong concept, you’re worldbuilding through dialogue in a way that feels both theatrical and layered. Each scene plays like a stage vignette—sassy, surreal, and a little emotionally charged underneath all the banter and whimsy.

Reader!Cheshire Cat tormenting Reader!Mad Hatter is peak sibling-like antagonism and I love that it’s all over the Hatter looking like Sparkle—it gives it this mix of absurd comedy with a tiny sting of insecurity. The way the Mad Hatter protests, “Don’t use that name!”—that hits a bit. It’s funny on the surface, but under that is a glimpse of something heavier: identity, maybe guilt, or even fear of being reduced to something they’ve tried to escape.

The interrogation bits with Trailblazer and Sparkle are pure genius—they’re structured dodgeball. Reader!Mad Hatter is evading heavy questions with comedic sleight of hand and freak accidents that border on narrative trickery. It’s meta, even. Like they know the script and are bending it on purpose, grinning all the while. The rabbit hole interruption especially? That is so Wonderland, and the idea of them physically grabbing it and taking it with them is perfect. You're building a sense that the world is sentient and untrustworthy, and maybe even playful in the same way your characters are.

The Queen of Hearts scene with the two Alices gives this wonderfully warm tone—a break from the madness. You feel the sincerity in the Queen’s attempt to create something heartfelt and nostalgic (even if she downplays it), and the kids' enthusiasm grounds it. It’s wholesome in a way that contrasts beautifully with the rest of the unhinged cast. And it makes you wonder: who are Cecily and Alister really? Why two Alices? Why do they trust this Queen so implicitly? There’s something unsaid there—almost tragic if you really sit with it.

And the Roses! Genuinely chilling in the best way. The dancers being so afraid of getting their heads cut off over a performance adds tension in such a fairytale-gone-wrong way. Violet’s moment of nostalgia is heartbreaking—like a ghost of someone who remembers better days trying to peek through the cracks, only to be snapped back into the role they’re forced to play. That moment of “Oh...! I’m sorry,” is soft and painful. It makes you want to scream let her remember!

[crescenthistory]

hi!! first I just want to say congrats on 2k!! you deserve every follow my dear!

i was wondering if you could INTERPRET me? thank you! 😊

first I listen to A LOT of music, I’m never not listening to music, I constantly have my airpods in or my alexa is playing music. I’ve been told I’m very loyal, and i’d prefer to be told I’m really funny over pretty any day. I like reading depending on the book, I really liked Bones and All I think that kinda is my genre of YA contemporary. I’m a very loud person, and as I said I like making people laugh. I’m a hufflepuff I’m that helps any 😭? I REALLY like astronomy and learning about different stars and constellations, and I collect rocks (metamorphic, sedimentary, igneous.) and I have some crystals! a disadvantage for me is that I’m easily bored, or unapologetic. 😞

my favorite song (at the moment) is probably carmen by lana del rey!

again congrats on 2k bby!

aaaaahh hi baby! thank you so much for that lovely<33 i loved bones and all too, it's a great book. i'm glad to hear about your interests, you seem really sweet:,)

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i will INTERPRET for anon

carina's 2k celebration

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you would be the wonderful sunshine to regulus black's grumpy!

this description of your personality and energy is essentially how i picture my sunshine!readers whenever i write regulus fics, so that has to be your pairing. while i can certainly picture regulus with non-sunshine readers, i do think a cheery and bright partner would be really healing for him. your outgoing and positive energy, always aiming to make the days of everyone around you better with a smile and a laugh, would most certainly throw regulus. it is so opposite to everything he is used to from his childhood and even his friend groups. while he has gotten more used to receiving love, this kind of overt affection is new. while it is a bit scary for him, i think he would have a hard time not becoming quickly infatuated. your almost whimsy interests of astronomy and collecting rocks would exemplify how you're able to derive joy from anything and everything in life. it is a joy he is almost envious of, but most endeared by. regulus would enjoy listening to you talk endlessly about your interests or crack jokes all night as he settles into your atmosphere, getting increasingly comfortable around you. i believe he uses music lyrics and literature to cope with his many thoughts and emotions, so you sharing that passion would help bridge the gap between you and help him feel safe with you. in general, i believe you would be incredibly good for each other, grounding and loving in just the right way.

[mamadarama]

Omg I was off yesterday to recover but today

I AM BACK ON THAT MADARA BULLSHIT!!!

Anyways actually this is about Maguro 😭 so I think I heard somewhere that she's a Ra*bits fan esp cuz she's friends with Mitsuru and that is SOOOOO CUTE TO ME yeah ok she's like a little insane maybe she planted mines in that garden but it's ok! I support women's wrongs! 🫶🫶

Anyways I just think it's so funny that for FUSION DF collabed with Ra*bits like that is the last combination you'd expect. A cutesy childlike whimsy idol group and uhhhh Secret Police 😭😭

Anyways it's just so funny imagine Maguro coming to attend the new Ra*bits live and her brother is there. I'm wondering if this was intentional.

- Madara yume anon 🍀:3

yeah mitsuru and maguro are best friends and madara and mitsuru have known each other for a long time bc of it !! i dont think the df rabits collab was intentionally done bc of mitsuru and maguros relationship cuz otherwise there would be more of a story to go with it, but it is interesting . im sure she knows madara and mitsuru are friends and are both idols anyways so i cant imagine it would be that much of a surprise that theyd preform together .

[sehtoast]

soooo…..ben’s thoughts on web weaver? IM SORRY THAT WAS LIKE MY FIRST THOUGH WHEN HE SHOWED UP 😭😭😭😭

Hehehee i love you for asking this anon!  I’m not exactly sure yet how Ben would feel about webweaver since we’ve only seen him boof drugs and black out.  With what we’ve seen of him, I think there’d be a healthy layer of disdain with perhaps a touch of sympathy that he’s such a mess.  Like the sloppy coworker you can’t help but appreciate for their whimsy but also would love to keep a distance from since they’re so out of sorts. Extra hard on the keeping a distance bit since they're so parallel to one another given they're both arachnid-like supes and it wouldn't be hard to blend the cross streams in the public eye. In fact, now I wonder if I could play with some fun lore with my little in-verse JJ parody I've been cooking up in my head and have there be instances where Ben's reported as doing some wild shit but it was actually Webweaver, and maybe JJ has to do retractions-- idk, lots of fun to be had with these guys.

I do imagine Ben would go bonkers if he found out WW has an ass spinneret. Side note, is that his only spinneret???? How does this man swing from anything? Does he like.... swing from his ass? Do ass webs have the tensile strength to support the weight of a full grown human? Kind of baller, not gonna lie.

I think it’s funny to see him now and see what a hot mess he is after writing a fic where Homelander slaughters WW for trying to compete for Ben’s seat in The Seven.  Seeing him now, I doubt he’d ever be a candidate 😂😂😂

[shiraishi--kanade]

I heard you liked diagnosing project sekai characters with physical illnesses. I'm not disabled myself, but I wanted to include this in my writing and I trust you more than google. Can you share the symptoms of what you think Kanade is going through?

Anon this is a funny reputation to have. Thank you haha

On a more serious note I think there's a difference between what I think the characters can realistically be going through and what I personally like to throw at them for fun and whimsy. For the accuracy's sake let's go with the first one for Kanade and just look at what symptoms she canonically has and go from there.

We get a glimpse in the most of Kanade's struggles with her health in Spojoy Park, in which she experiences stuff like:

* Being generally exhausted even from walking (exercise intolerance)

* Having to stop and take a break a lot on the walk

* Heat sensitivity (although the is said to have no trouble tolerating heat in her menu conversation, this event actually points in the opposite direction)

* Poor-ish coronation/balance issues (falling from being spooked by a cicada, for one)

* Muscle ache

Now, a lot of these can also come from a sedentary lifestyle, which is probably what Sega intended, but if you want to go with a disability headcanon, it might be connected with some kind of cardiovascular disease. All of the things above are definitely what I experience.

If you want something chronic that's not actively life-threatening (unlike my own illness lol), I personally headcanon Kanade having POTS (the same as Touya because bear with me). Probably hypovolemic subtype as well. I can't really give you all the symptom because it's very individual and also I don't have it (although I have something similar enough that they both get confused for each other quite frequently), but there's a fairly active disability community on Tumbrl so you can go through the tags for research. Here's my five cents into something me and people with POTS share:

• Shortness of breath (dyspnea): feeling like you desperately need air but your lungs just can't expand enough for a deep inhale (like there's not enough space in your ribcage), so you're kind of left breathing very shallowly like a fish out of the water. Generally feels super unpleasant, like you're suffocating on a psychological level, but you're probably still able to breathe through your nose, it just doesn't feel like enough. Varies in severity, worse after exercise and flares, also sometimes I get severe attacks after falling asleep (to the point of it waking me up) but I don't know how common it is.

• Chest pain. Super individual + varies, but if you've ever experienced a tension headache, imagine something like this but in your heart instead. Not a hard thing to do research on all things considered.

• Tachycardia. You've also probably experienced it at least once even if you're able-bodied, it's super common during stress, anxiety attacks and stuff. In simple terms, your heart is beating way too fast and way too hard, sometimes with irregular rhythm. You can physically feel it in your chest and arteries, sometimes it also radiates into jaw, head and fingertips for me.

• Heat sensitivity. Just being more vulnerable to sun exhaustion most people. Even being in the sun for fifteen minutes is enough to make me dizzy, lightheaded and headachy.

• Standing up for longer than like ten minutes is hell on earth and my cardiovascular system doesn't like that one bit. The general consensus seems to be that walking is more tolerable than standing still though.

• Trouble sleeping because of all of the above. In Kanade's case it might be even more difficult, since her sleep schedule is... Messed up in general.

• All the outwardly noticeable symptoms like visible blue veins and paleness seem to be possible for Kanade as well. Most people assume I'm high before they think I might be disabled though lmao. Generally not a nice thing to have but the paler I look and the worse my eye bags (unrelated! To the amount of sleep I get! People really don't get this one for some reason!) get, the worse symptoms I get and vice versa makes it easier for other people to notice I'm not doing so hot and need accommodations. The better the day is the healthier I look.

• Cold hands and feet that also look kind of purple-ish, especially on bad days. Not necessarily means disability (some people are just like that but are healthy) but tends to freak people out a bit in combination with everything else. Yes, my hands are cold even if it's 40°C outside. No, I can't help it. Wearing gloves/socks still doesn't help. My body just can't regulate my temperature normally. Messes me up with how difficult it is to type and write as my fingers get really sticky and clumsy. Possible for Kanade as well as she has difficulty typing on her phone, so might be connected with that?

Even if not POTS, I believe most people with some sort of cardiovascular disease also experience some if not most of those things, so that's to get you started so to speak haha.

She might also have iron-deficiency anemia both as a comorbidity and just a thing on it's own because of her dubious nutrition intake, and is likely also vitamin D deficient because the Sun, man. She doesn't even have her curtains open. So mentioning her having to take supplements for that can a nice touch for your writing, especially since those two things are fairly common conditions!

I personally also headcanon her as having (h)EDS, but that's a talk for another day.

[softcookiesworld]

how do you have a good relationship with social media and posting? i used to post and got low numbers which affects you even if you know its partially luck and skill and i dont resonate with what i posted, didnt enjoy it

Hi anon! I find it funny you think I have a good relationship w/ posting when I feel like I don’t 😭 I think here on tumblr it’s much easier for your audience to find you as oppose to other platforms (at least the ones I’ve used).

Also, it really depends on what you post. For me, I post about my ocs and I always enjoys seeing people interact with the drawings of them I post bcs I love them! It would be a different story if I was a fanart artist. I don’t particularly enjoy or dislike making it, it’s just something that doesn’t interest me unless I’ve made a fan oc that interacts with that universe. I’d likely not enjoy posting as much if I was just making fanart, even if it’s a sure fire way of getting an audience.

Getting low numbers is still so embarrassing to me..😢 I just pretend I don’t even see the post or I might end up deleting it 🤍 I hope you can find the type of content you enjoy posting :]

Ask aside sorry for my absence.. I’ve been down in the dumps lately and I’ve been struggling to find motivation to do anything it’s SOO frustrating ..take this drawing I did for my friend Lottie before the art demon took my whimsy.. I’ll try and queue up what I have before I fall asleep!

Since I draw in so many other artists styles I feel the need to say this one is mine.. one of my friends hadn’t seen my own in so long she asked me if I was trying smth new 😭 I LOVE MAKING DRAWINGS LIKE THIS it’s just if the sketch looks a little bit off it’s never leaving that phase 😭 RELEASE ME

[silverbladexyz]

i never see anybody write for the flags and u do it so well😭😭 can i request how they'd ask you out pls??

Oh anon and I would like to ask YOU out for giving me such a lovely request 💗

The image does not belong to me. It belongs to it's original owner.

TW: Mentions of death

How the Flags would ask you out

Pianoman:

-This hot-fancy-suave-smooth-whimsy-fastidious-extra-fickle mafioso is actually kind of nervous at the thought of asking you out. He is a perfectionist, and he just can't think of the perfect way to ask you out

-And what was the perfect spot for a date? He knows he can’t make it too expensive and fancy, because then you would think that he was too desperate for you. And he can’t make it too simple as well, or else you’d think he was doing this just as a fling

-Literally is in internal conflict for the longest time ever. It became so obvious that even you noticed it. You never asked though, because frankly it may be intruding into his own privacy. Not to mention you had feelings for him and you didn’t want him to think you were weird

-After the longestttt time in internal conflict, it was Lippmann in the end who made him confess. While Pianoman is his leader, Lippmann is a smoother talker, and in the end he managed to convince this perfectionistic mafioso to ask you out

-So in the end, he decides to ask you to meet him at Old World alone on one of your free days. It was his free day as well and you couldn’t help but wonder what he was planning. Although you were a bit skeptical, you still decided to go. Who wouldn’t say no to being alone with their hot crush? I wouldn’t

-When you enter the bar and slide next to him with a smile on your face, Pianoman is feeling extra nervous. What if you rejected him? But he isn’t backing out because he hates the idea of making you come all the way here only for him to just talk with you

-He engages in small talk with you at the start, and it isn’t long before he starts incorporating jokes and funny things to make you laugh. You were having a great time, but you still wondered a little why he called you here in private

-It’s when the bar is quiet and you two are in comfortable silence is when Pianoman finally decides to drop the question. He’ll start with saying your name first, and when you turn to him, it’s when he prepares the short speech that he’s been thinking about all the time

-‘Y/N... ever since I’ve met you, I was attached to you. Your loveliness, charm and intellect is what brightens my day. Now, I can’t stop thinking about you. So to relieve me of the constant tightening of my chest and the butterflies in my stomach whenever I’m around you... would you like to go out with me sometime?’

-He says this calmly and professionally, but internally he is panicking. When you open your mouth to say your answer, Pianoman is silently tensed up and is hoping that you say yes

-When you say yes, he smiles and says ‘see you on Saturday night’. It’s after he walks away that all the anxiety and stress leaves him so quickly he almost collapsed from the feeling. Lippmann asked him to spill all the tea the next time the Flags were gathered together

Albatross:

-Oh boy... this chaotic menace is just going to act like he normally does. Which means that you can’t tell whether he’s being genuine or just being playful because he just uses the same tone of voice and body language every time he talks

-But once he has feelings for you... he’s going to be way more affectionate with you. Like initiating lots more physical contact, inviting you to a lot of hangouts with him, and even offers to give you your very own custom-made and custom-tailored vehicle to use for your missions and daily life

-I feel like he’d ask you out in a kind-of-casual but also not-too-casual setting. Sort of like a place where friends hang out but where lovers also confess, y’know? My best guess is in a bar or on a secluded rooftop

-When he asks you out he does it in the most casual way. It’s like a ‘hey, I really like you! Wanna go out with me sometime?” While you just sit there being confused and flustered because... the way he said it so casually sounded like he was just asking you to a friend’s hangout with him

-Luckily for Albatross, you knew that he was asking you out on a date and not on a hangout. And when you say yes, the biggest smile appears on his face and he tackles you into the biggest hug you’ll ever receive

Doc:

-Hmmm he will give a lot of mixed signals

-When Doc had feelings for you, he was in denial for the longest time for sure. He didn’t understand why his chest was tight around you, or why his heart raced so much whenever you talked to him. This caused him to be curt when he didn’t want to be, and it was evident to the rest of the Flags that Doc felt something towards you

-It went on for a while until the others confronted him about it. And after some help from Lippmann, he found out that he apparently had feelings for you. Great.

-More denial + more confusion for several more weeks, but I feel like he’ll come to terms with his emotions after a while finally

-It will be simple when he asks you out. Probably while he’s treating you in the infirmary or when he’s all alone with you. He actually confesses pretty straightforwardly and asks you to go out with him, and you can actually see the nervousness in him

-When you say yes though... the rest of the Flags are all going to breathe a sigh of relief because they do not want to deal with a heartbroken Doc (trust me you wouldn’t want to either)

Iceman:

-Probably another clueless one, but unlike Doc, he’s quick to ask for help on why he was feeling this particular way when he’s around you

-The rest of the Flags can’t believe it. The cold-blooded and cool Iceman actually has feelings for someone?! Albatross couldn’t stop talking about it until Iceman threatened him with a pool stick if he wouldn’t shut up

-Okay but even though he’s still his own self when he likes you, if you observe him closely you’ll see that he treats you differently than anybody else. Like helping you carry all your stuff, listening to you talk for as long as you want, and just wants to help you all the time

-It’s a long time before the rest of the Flags start encouraging him to ask you out. You see, I feel like Iceman is the type to let you confess to him, because he doesn’t know if you reciprocate his feelings for you. Plus he doesn’t want to pressure you to make a decision and feel bad afterwards if you reject him

-In a last attempt to get him to ask you out, Pianoman uses his position as the leader of the Flags to order him to confess. You know things get desperate when even Pianoman has to use his rank to order the Flags to do something

-So Iceman actually does do that, but he takes so damn long to drop the actual question. He takes you out on a lovely walk, where there’s nobody and the scenery is beautiful and it’s a perfect day for lovers to spend time with each other. You enjoy this, but you wonder why he was doing this for you

-It’s after a few hours when he finally asks you out. You were a bit surprised, but you gladly accepted with a smile. The Flags took a few pictures in the distance and Pianoman was smiling in relief when he saw that Iceman finally did it

Lippmann:

-Another hot-fancy-suave-smooth-whimsy-fastidious-extra-fickle mafioso, but he’s a bit more charming and less extra okay I lied he’s as extra as Pianoman lmao sorry

-He’s actually not that dense when it comes to feelings? I mean he must’ve acted in a lot of romance movies because he’s too pretty so he should know the ‘tell-tale’ signs of a crush

-But when he falls for you though... he’s not going to be that obvious about it. Meaning that he’s just going to be his normal self around you and hide his feelings. And he’s so damn good at it because he’s a top-class actor, so nobody really suspects anything

-Expect him to flirt with you and drop some pickup lines and elegant quotes under the guise of ‘practicing his script’, but sometimes you wonder if he’s doing it because he likes you he does

-Okay but his pickup lines and elegant quotes about your attractiveness are so well done and smooth that they make you blush a bit sometimes. Your blush just fuels Lippmann’s confidence damn that pretty bastard

-When he decides to confess to you... he’s going to make it extra fancy. Take you to somewhere elegant but fun to set the mood. Like a masquerade ball! Then after dancing and socialising with everyone, he takes you to the balcony under the guise of ‘getting some fresh air’

-You were gazing at the pretty sight, smiling, and that’s when Lippmann decides to drop the question. But you bet that he’s going to add in a long, cheesy, fancy and elegant quote about how he loved you since the day you met and how you managed to capture his heart because of your attractiveness. Then he finally asks you out

-You were blushing so much by the end of it, but when you say yes, that’s when Lippmann smiles and gives you a small kiss and he’s damn good at it

I’m so so so so SO sorry that this took over a month oh my gosh 😭

@pixyys @pianotross @angolicious @chuuyas-beloved @sariel626 @nekokinax @xxelfmamaxx @yuugen-benni @lakeside-paradise @yukitomybeloved @voyagewiththesatan @arisu-chan4646 @catzlivedforbsd @irethepotato

[whaledocboi]

Loving the idea that Mother Superion has Lilith beat the tar out of all the new recruits and so she pummels Camila just like all the rest but Camila just keeps getting up, just keeps trying to learn as much as she can from it, just smiles and thanks Lilith when Mother Superion finally calls a halt to her beat down. Lilith not knowing whether to be annoyed or impressed; mostly new recruits either rage at her impotently or cry. Smiling and thanking her means Camila is either the nicest person on the planet or completely insane.

Lilith having to take the new she just beat up to the infirmary and help patch them up! Camila wincing a bit at the disinfectant but still being all smiles and trying to get to know Lilith and Lilith just being like, “what? Is wrong with you?” Mary showing up and loving every second, immediately deciding she’s adopting this Camila who discombobulates Lilith…

ouu you get it anon, you get it

also, i too find it really funny that camila being all positive is teetering on the verge of uncanny, because bro oh my god, they just beat the living daylight out of you

i do think she cries tho, the pain is unfamiliar and horrible at first, nothing like she had ever experienced before, or at least not with such intensity, but then, just as lilith is about to scoff and leave as per usual, camila stands up and gets back into position

and then it keeps happening over and over again, getting beaten down to the bone and then wiping the blood away (smearing it if we wanna be more honest) and standing back up until she cant anymore and lilith is almost as curious as annoyed, because even though theres no way she'll just Ask (easier said than done, beatrice) she still catches herself wondering what is behind all this dedication and (seemingly) joyous whimsy

[allmytwistedshadows]

Sleepless

Pairing: Dan Howell x Male!Reader

Requested: Yes (Anon)

Request: Hey, your writing is amazing 😍 Can you do Dan Howell x reader, where Dan can't sleep, the reader comforts him and they become a couple? Thank you 😘

Summary: (Y/N) is a friend of Dan and Phil’s, spending the night after working on a collab with the pair. When his insomnia is at a high, though, he isn’t sure what to do. Of course, he isn’t the only night owl in the flat that night; and what’s a guy to do when something is troubling the one he cares about?

Word Count: 1,628

Warnings: Swearing, more than probable sardonic humor, rusty writing (Sorry it’s been a while)

AN: I’m not used to writing from Male POV so I’m sorry if it’s sucky.

“I will never be able to look at a spatula the same thanks to you,” (Y/N) said with a laugh, rising from the edge of the bed where he had been sitting next to fellow YouTubers and friends Dan Howell and Phil Lester. Dan thought it would be funny to remake the popular Cards Against Humanity video he did with Tyler Oakley three years ago. “Honestly, I am never making pancakes again because I know I can’t without thinking of--”

“What? No!” Phil cried, cutting the (h/c) haired boy off. “The (Y/N) Specialty Pancakes are the best!”

“Sorry Philly,” he said apologetically. “They’re no more now that I’ve seen the horrors of what Dan thinks a spatula can be used for.”

“That was a card well deserved,” Dan said with an awkward grin as he held up his win cards. 

The three laughed together before making the decision to order a take-away and watch reruns of Spirited Away for the night. While Phil went to go take care of the take-away, (Y/N) decided to help clean up everything. While Dan took care of the camera and the lights, (Y/N) took care of the pile of cards on the floor.

“If I were smarter I’d be making Phil clean this up,” he mumbled as he tried to straighten the cards out. “The sore loser.”

“Yes; but, as the Phandom loves to point out, it’s one of the many qualities that makes him so endearing,” Dan returned lightly, laughing silently to himself. “Not to mention it’s so hilarious to watch when I’m editing.”

“I’ll definitely give you that one,” (Y/N) agreed with a grin. “But can you please leave me falling off the bed out? Pretty please?”

“Nope,” Dan said with a smug grin. “If the world sees my shame--not once but twice--then they get to see your shame as well.”

“I hate you.”

“I hate me too,” Dan said without missing a beat. When he didn’t respond after a moment Dan was quick to add, “Kidding! Look at me: all jokes and grins. Haha great times.”

“Y’know, one day you’re going to meet someone who doesn’t appreciate your sardonic sense of humor,” (Y/N) spoke as he started setting the cards back in their box.

“Yes, but you do get and appreciate it so I’m fine,” Dan counters, pointing at me briefly with a wink.

Stopping what he was doing, (Y/N)’s face went blank as he looked up at the dark haired boy. “Daniel.”

“(Y/N).”

“Please, never do that again.”

“Pft. Okay hater.”

“Oh please. You know you’d have said the same thing.”

“Yes, but I said it internally.” The both of them laughed as (Y/N) sat on the edge of Dan’s bed. “Okay, moving on from my self detrimental mind, please tell me you weren’t serious about not making your specialty pancakes anymore.”

“I don’t even know why you guys love them so much,” he said as he brushed aside some hair that had been hanging in front of his (E/C) eyes. “They’re just my mom’s pancake recipe with carefully timed food coloring.”

“Blasphemy,” Dan spoke, placing a hand on his chest.

With a roll of his eyes, (Y/N) rose to grab the top of the box from Dan’s desk. “Well you can relax, Danny,” he assured him, purposefully using the nickname that Dan not-so-subtly dislikes for being “too American” for his taste. “I assure you that I will make the pancakes again.”

“Good because we took the liberty of buying everything you need to make them tomorrow morning.”

(Y/N) groaned as he rolled onto his side in the guest room. He stared at the window, mentally cursing himself for forgetting his melatonin when he agreed to stay the night. Having gone through this many times, (Y/N) knew better than to try and make himself sleep. So he sat up and pulled the duvet away as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. Jamming his feet into slippers, (Y/N) rose from the bed and began to walk silently to the kitchen. Two in the morning or not, he’d be damned if he didn’t get whatever juice he could find.

When he got to the kitchen he opened the fridge and looked around for orange juice, apple juice, prune juice--any juice. There was soda, ribena, milk but absolutely no juice. 

"You mean to tell me I came on the one night these two don’t have any juice?” he grumbled.

“Have you met Phil?”

(Y/N) jumped slightly, turning quickly to see Dan sitting at the small kitchen counter with the orange juice next to him. Half of Dan’s face was illuminated by moonlight, giving him an almost mysterious sense of whimsy. The sight made (Y/N)’s chest tighten as his heart beat in his throat. Of course, (Y/N) wasn’t sure if that was from the jump scare or from something that he had spent a long time denying for the sake of their friendship. “Bloody hell,” (Y/N) muttered upon settling down. “Why am I not surprised you’re lurking in the dark.”

“I suppose the feeling’s mutual you nocturnal freak,” Dan stated as he slid the juice container towards the other boy.

(Y/N) grabbed a glass from the cabinet and then moved next to Dan, taking the container and pouring himself a glass. “So why are you up?” the (h/c) boy asked before taking a sip of the juice.

Dan shrugged, swishing his juice around. “Couldn’t sleep, I guess.”

The other boy examined Dan with inquisitive (e/c) eyes, seeing the way his fingers fidgeted and how he couldn’t quite bring his dark eyes to meet him. “You’re lying,” (Y/N) concluded. 

Dan bit his lip ever so slightly, the simple motion making something unexpected flutter in (Y/N)’s chest. “Maybe,” Dan admitted quietly.

“What’s really up?” (Y/N) questioned as he set the cup down on the counter and crossed his arms over his chest.

“I just,” Dan started, his eyes searching around as if trying to figure out how to say it. “I haven’t been sleeping well lately.” (Y/N) frowned and looked at the curly haired boy in front of him. Dan took (Y/N)’s silence as he had intended it--as a prompt to go on. “I’ve been having nightmares.”

“About what?” (Y/N) asked softly, not wanting to push him too far.

“A lot of things,” Dan stated vaguely before he received a raised eyebrow from the (h/c) boy and sighed. “Death, okay. I’ve been dreaming about death.”

“Oh,” (Y/N) started, sounding surprised. “Could it have something to do with Spooky Week? You and Phil have been playing so many scary games that maybe it’s just you thinking you guys it’s in the games.”

“It’s not,” Dan insisted, finally meeting his eyes. (Y/N)’s heart ached upon seeing the unshed tears making the beautifully dark eyes glisten. “Because it started before Spooky Week and it’s not me and it’s not Phil.” Dan looked down again before he spoke quietly, as if trying to keep him from hearing. “It’s you, (Y/N/N). You’re the one dying.” (Y/N) was taken aback just from the pure shock of it--the idea that Dan was even dreaming about him. “Every night you’re in trouble and I can’t save you--and I can’t stand it. I-I can’t take it because-because I can’t imagine my life without you in it and the thought of you not being there anymore is--it’s just too much.”

“Dan,” the other boy started softly, moving to stand in front of him, “I promise you that nothing is going to happen to me. You’re stuck with me to annoy you for the rest of your life.” (Y/N) took Dan’s hands in his own, drawing their eyes together.

“I just--I can’t bare seeing you die every night because-because--.” Before (Y/N) could ask why Dan’s grip on his hands had tightened and, suddenly, his lips were pressed against Dan’s. Before (Y/N) could even really react Dan had pulled away suddenly and began stammering. “I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that, (Y/N/N), I’m--”

(Y/N) cut Dan off in one swift motion, pressing their lips together once again. In that moment he let go of any concern he had harbored in the past about ruining their friendship because, in that moment, he was kissing the boy he had been fantasizing about in secret for the past year or so. So, (Y/N) pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around Dan’s neck. Once the shock had worn off on Dan’s end his hands moved to the (h/c) boy’s waist. 

(Y/N) sighed as he felt Dan’s hands hold him tightly by the waist. The two stood there in the dimly lit kitchen, moving their lips against each other’s slowly. (Y/N)’s fingers curled into Dan’s dark curls, tugging gently. Dan made a small noise of pleasure against (Y/N)’s mouth. The sound made (Y/N) grin slightly against his lips before he pulled away just enough to look into Dan’s eyes--blown wide from what had just transpired between them. 

“I promise you,” (Y/N) spoke softly, “that I am not going anywhere and, as long as I’m with you, I’ll always be more than fine.”

Tears welled up in Dan’s eyes before he pulled (Y/N) into a tight embrace. The two boys stayed like that for a while, finding comfort in each others’ embrace. At some point in the night, neither could tell you exactly when, they had grabbed their juice and went into the living room to lay on the couch together and watch Spirited Away until they inevitably fallen asleep, tangled in each other’s arms. And, when Phil found them like that the next morning when he woke up, he simply smiled and moved to cover his two friends in a blanket so to not disturb what had to be their best sleep in a while.

AN

Okay so it’s reeeaaally bad especially at the end but I really wanted to finish this. I kinda rushed it at the end and it shows but, whomever the anon is who requested it, I hope you like it.

[abirdandabeast]

BBRAE SPIDER-MAN KISS

Raven eyed Beast Boy’s…unusual getup with a healthy mixture of apprehension and amusement. The green-skinned boy donned a skin tight suit of a different variety than his typical uniform; this one was red and blue, with black lines creating a web-like look that accented the suit. It clashed heavily with his skin, but the changeling didn’t seem to care. Rather, he seemed content as he leaned across the counter and chattered with Starfire. 

She trailed her gaze across his lean form, admiring the…nice…view she had of his assets. Sure, Robin may have been known for his fine posterior, but Raven had to admit that Beast Boy was definitely not lacking in that department. His current getup proved as much. 

The costume was, as Raven understood, a part of the play he was in at the local theatre. He was playing the role of a superhero of some kind; fictional, of course. Raven had some quiet fears that they’d only cast him due to his celebrity status as an actual hero, but, he seemed happy with it, so she kept those concerns to herself. Why he was wearing the costume now, however, she didn’t know. 

Which was probably for the best. 

Beast Boy was always flitting from one idea to the next, and Raven always found it was just best to let him enjoy himself at his own whimsy. Besides, Raven didn’t mind the suit. He looked…good. 

Very good. 

She snuck another glance at the shapeshifter, her brows raising at the sight. Okay, he had looked good, when the weird mask was off. She suppressed a giggle and dropped her attention back to the book nestled in her lap. 

Full masks like the one he was wearing now tended to look a bit funny on Beast Boy, mostly because his ears stuck out a little. It was sorta cute, really, and Raven had to bite her lip to keep from giggling. It certainly didn’t help that everyone else in the room was painted with humor at the sight, either. 

It was then that the dreaded alarm went off. Raven tossed her book aside with a sigh and strode to the elevator, bracing herself for the inevitable. 

Raven muttered her mantra under her breath, her fingers twitching as her black energy danced across her fingertips. With the flick of her wrists, she launched some debris at their latest excuse of a villain, scowling as the idiot managed to dodge her blows. 

The Titans danced across Jump City’s rooftops, chasing a Red-X wannabe as they tried to break into a branch of Wayne Enterprises. It was annoying and increasingly becoming a waste of their time. 

This thief was hardly a threat, after all. She could feel the adrenaline-fueled fear pulsating from them, doing nothing more than giving her a headache. Raven urged herself onward, flying after the idiot as they leapt across another gap between buildings, nearly killing themself in the process. “Just stop,” she seethed. “You’re doing yourself no favours.” 

Their perpetrator said nothing, choosing instead to leap and dodge her every move, somehow managing to just dodge the grasp of her magic. Raven seethed, energy crackling from her fingers. This had to end soon; she was definitely getting a migraine.

 Raven launched another bolt of dark energy, only to hiss as the perp dodged it again. Stupid criminal. If they could just sit. Still.

It was then that Beast Boy rolled into her line of sight, that ridiculous costume still clothing him. She paused mid-fight, blinking as he charged at the thief. 

“Surrender, thief!” he shrieked, launching himself onto the perpetrator. All action ceased as the two tussled, throwing punches and grunts as each tried to better the other. At one point, the thief managed to push Beast Boy off, and Raven watched in what felt like a trance as they began to pull some sort of rope off of their utility belt. Beast Boy staggered on his feet and shook himself, charging at the suspect once again. “You aren’t gonna get away this time!” he yelled, right as he collided with them. 

A few things happened at once, then. The perp tripped, their rope flying from their grasp. Beast Boy and the thief then collapsed onto the roof, a fight erupting between them. They rolled around, the thief clawing to get free. Then somehow, someway, they broke free and scrambled to their feet, Beast Boy hot on their heels. 

Except neither of them seemed to realize the edge of the roof was right in front of them. The Titans let out a collective gasp of horror as both hero and villain disappeared over the ledge, the sight springing everyone back into action. 

Raven flew over the edge, her heart pounding in her chest. She had to catch him, before he-

She halted mid-air, blinking in confusion. There, hanging in a tangled lump of rope, was the ridiculously clad changeling. “Beast Boy?” she said, flying closer. “Are you alright?” 

“Yeah, I’m good,” he said, his voice muffled by the fabric covering his face. Raven could feel pain dripping off of him, and she rolled her eyes. 

“You’re a horrible liar, you know,” she said with a small smile. “I can feel your pain.” Raven reached forward and snagged the fabric of his mask, gently tugging it off of his head. A rather ruffled looking Beast Boy grinned sheepishly at her, his face red, presumably from being upside down. Raven ignored his goofy expression and laid her hand on his chest, allowing her healing powers to ebb through his body. 

“Thanks, Rae,” he murmured softly. Raven smiled, her heart catching in her throat. 

“Of course.” 

Her gaze quickly became entangled in his, and Raven found herself lingering rather close. Her hand trailed down to his face, cupping his cheek in her palm almost instinctively. She could feel his breath tickling her lips, and Raven had a sudden desire to see what his lips tasted like. 

She kissed him softly, butterflies erupting within her stomach. 

The kiss was brief and innocent, yet still left her breathless. Raven bit her lip and peered down at Beast Boy, who seemed dazed. “Whoa,” he said. “That was, um, I mean…whoa.” 

“Hey, Grass Stain, you alright?” 

Cyborg’s call interrupted the two. Raven widened the gap between them, suddenly embarrassed. 

“Yeah, I’m good!” Beast Boy hollered back. “Just, someone get me outta here, please!” He flashed Raven a bashful grin. “I’ve got plans later, anyway.” 

Raven hid her smile, those damned butterflies growing stronger. Luckily for her, she was starting to get used to the sensation. It kind of felt…nice. 

Almost as nice as kissing him. 

Ah, this was fun! It took me a bit to figure out how to proceed, but hopefully it’s cute! :D Enjoy, anon! 

-mod vixensheart

[laurelwinchester]

it's depressing to be a dean stan in the supernatural fandom right now. this fandom pays him dirt. it's even worse to be a laurel stan. i'm both rn and i feel like there's nothing positive to look forward to. do you have any fluffy or cute headcanons about daddy!dean and mom!laurel from your fic with little mary beatrice?

i’m sorry you’re feeling down, anon. it is a pretty rough time for dean stans right now. and, well, it’s aways been rough for laurel stans. but yes, i always have headcanons for mary bea and her adoring fans parents!

- so, as mentioned in the fic, dean was a stay at home dad for the first three years of mary’s life. they spent all day every day together. if you ask her who her best friend is, she’ll say, always, “daddy!” that’s why they were both so lost when he eventually had to work and she had to go to preschool. they had never been away from each other for that long. for a lot of things, he is the first one she runs to. he is her default setting and she is his. mary definitely skews towards the “daddy’s girl” side of things. however, with that said…

- laurel was mary’s hero before she was anyone else’s. not because she’s the black canary but because she is her mom. mary worships her mother. anything laurel does, mary wants to do too. if laurel is out in the backyard gardening, mary wants to help. if laurel is outside doing yoga in the sunshine on sunday mornings, mary drags out another yoga mat and tries to do the downward dog. mary would follow her mom anywhere. black canary may belong to star city, but everything laurel lance does is for mary.

- dean and laurel are 99.9% sure that mary was conceived in the hallway between the living room and the bedroom of her old apartment. it’s not something either of them obsess over because why would they but at the same time he does find it amusing that out of all of the times they had sex, the one time they made a baby was “the time we fucked in the hall ‘cause we couldn’t make it to the bedroom. course that’d be the time.” and by amusing, i mean he has had literal full body laughing fits about it. laurel just does not get what’s so funny about it???? he does, however, complain about the song that was playing (bittersweet symphony, one of laurel’s favourites) because “ugh that song’s fuckin’ obnoxious.” and then laurel takes offense to that because “honestly how dare you speak ill of one of the greatest hits of our generation.’’

also, okay, this got long so i’m putting the rest under a cut.

- because mary is deaf in one ear, she has some issues with vertigo and balance so she occasionally suffers from headaches, dizziness, and nausea. it’s not a huge deal, she’s in physical therapy to help her with it, and it might lessen as she gets older. but aside from it making her a bit clumsy and more susceptible to motion sickness, her balance issues have made her a REALLY terrible dancer. she has zero problems with this because she loves to dance so she’s going to dance regardless of how bad she is at it. dean never misses a chance to say, ’'maybe it’s not her balance, maybe she just inherited her mom’s dancing skills” because surprise! laurel is an awful, awful dancer.

- no, seriously, laurel is a really bad dancer. she’s okay with slow dancing but anything more than that and she is flailing. which is strange because she’s usually quite light and graceful on her feet. back when she and dean were planning a real wedding, tommy tried to teach them how to do the mambo and it did not go well. as dean likes to say, while laurel turns red in embarrassment, “it was like that dirty dancing montage except she never got better.” (for the record, no, dean is not an amazing dancer. laurel is just that bad.)

- mary is a naturally shy kid. that’s just her personality. she’s okay once she warms up to you, but she’s shy. people always comment that they don’t know where she would have gotten that from but, like…her parents? she clearly got it from her parents. laurel wasn’t necessarily shy when she was a child but she was definitely a wary and somewhat hesitant kid. her parents said she was an “old soul.” dean, on the other hand, was totally a shy little kid. before the fire, before he was forced out of his shell and could no longer afford to be shy, he preferred to spend his days at home with his mom and no one else. she was his best friend. and now he’s his daughter’s best friend.

- laurel introduced mary to the spice girls as soon as she could. in retaliation (because there’s only so many times he can listen to mary screeching at him to, “spice up your life, daddy!!!!”) dean got her into led zeppelin. mary’s favourite song is sea of love because that’s her and her mom’s song, and one time she listened to out of the woods by taylor swift on repeat for two hours until her dad finally managed to bribe her into turning it off, but her first request in the car will always be “d'yer maker” by led zeppelin. dean is super proud of that. she has never once pronounced it correctly. also, she tells people to listen to the spice girls when she thinks they’re sad.

- social media is, for the most part, not a part of their lives. laurel has an inactive facebook account that she hasn’t updated since 2012. charlie made dean make an instagram account but he’s never used it. but they both have snapchat accounts. not because they’re at all interested in it but because mary thinks it’s hilarious. the dancing hot dog makes her giggle hysterically. not that it’s hard to make her giggle hysterically, she just really loves that hot dog.

- if you were to ask dean and laurel about the moment parenthood became real to them, dean would talk about that one time when they were driving to kansas and mary inevitably got car sick and he had no choice but to dive into the back and catch it in his hands because they had forgotten to bring a bucket with them. laurel would most likely say, voice dry and sarcastic, “i dunno, man, felt pretty real when she was crowning.” but both of these things are lies. the realest moment, for both of them, was the day they were told that their daughter had pendred syndrome. that she was most likely going to lose some, if not all, of her hearing and that she was facing other potential health issues. the day they learned that their baby girl was going to life a different life, possibly a harder life, that all their plans had been blown out the window, was the day the reality of parenthood really sunk in for them.

- most people assume that dean is the fun parent and laurel is the stricter parent but nah, it’s the other way around. that’s not to say that dean isn’t fun, of course, because if the floor is lava or she wants to jump in puddles wearing the nice dress her grandmother sent her for christmas then he is all for that. but laurel is the one who told her about the puddles in the first place and waved a plastic magic wand and said the floor was lava. she’s the cookie sneaker, the best fort builder in the world, and the spontaneous picnic planner. laurel is the one who says, “hey, let’s go on a weekend trip to coast city and take mary to the beach.” dean is the one who gapes at her in response and says, “it’s eleven o'clock on a friday night and you’re telling me this now?” and she’s just like, “yeah, we’ll just throw a few bags in the car and leave tomorrow morning!” and then his brain explodes because that’s not how it works?????

dean is the one who’s got all the lists and charts in his head because he wants mary to have the safe, normal childhood he didn’t have and he is trying his hardest to make it perfect. he’s trying to recreate the pieces of the mother he remembers in every pie he bakes for his daughter, every trip to the park, every night he reads her where the wild things are. laurel is the one who wants to make the magic and the whimsy that her grandmother gave her, put the galaxy on her daughter’s bedroom ceiling the way bea did for her, and create the warmth and the fun that her mother never managed to get the hang of.

given that mary is a joyful, happy, always giggling, remarkably well adjusted little girl, they must be doing something right.