#(gifts for moots! ✨

[spiralssyndrome]

🌈 Valentine’s Day Present for @kiochisato

🍎 A thank you from us for being so nice and helpful as we got back into editing!

✨ Not F2U! For Kio specifically!

☁️ Navia layouts!! Post 1/3 for presents

[anytimebitchess]

For my dear wife @doinggreat so you would feel a bit better, after the atrocious crimes that were committed on live tv. Hope you’ll enjoy 😉 😘 Love you tons 💖🤍🫂

[pippyartz]

Lil moon art I did as a gift for a moot ✨

[explodingstarlight]

some rottmntsona gift doodles for some moots on the bird app ✨

Black Light!Mikey belongs to HAMS0FA & Glory belongs to MissSnowKitty ^^

[goddess-mixmi]

Mirah Sekar & Marisa Nakumura and their sweet children 🥀 🩸

Both ladies are ex’s of Suguru Geto but also mothers to his children. Both met one day and decided to form their own little support system together. From there on they set up playdates for their children Melati, Shinichirou and Imani. It warms their hearts knowing how well their children bond together and see each other as family despite the bizarre circumstances. Both ladies came to an agreement that their father definitely deserves an ass whoopin for secretly meeting his kids behind their backs. Geto fumbled bad for choosing to make a cult over these two lovely ladies.

Gift to my moot who is not just a Geto enjoyer but an Apothecary Diaries fan too which is the screenshots I used here🤭

Mirah Sekar & Melati Geto belong to @/ohseaaah on instagram

Marisa Nakumura, Shinichirou & Imani Geto belong to me✨

Bonus of the ladies jumping his ass for luring the kids way thinking there will be no repercussions.

[girlsgenerati0n]

it's that time of year again..... 🎄🎅🏻⭐⛄🎁

a small gift for my moots to celebrate them 💖

this is in no particular order & this is a list of who i talked to frequently/got very close with this year/have been close with so if someone is not on here, it's not personal!! <- in the sense that i intentionally left people out bc i didn't want to list them

i love all of my moots 🥰

so without further ado.....

🎄 @xpyropixiex @leonidasmmii @strawberryrhubarbs @taengoo

@mandu @rosedews @shykorok @staycgrls 🎄

🎅🏻 @ruoxin @igotaboy @1oveblush @taesangf

@whitechocolate @dalgonamilk @bj-wnjn @grumpymacaron 🎅🏻

⭐ @songbirdbbh @luvcall @snsdpop

@christmassy @eliza-dreams @chuukitten @wayvmp3 ⭐

🎁 @wonhos-fabuloso @rosieposie @lovergirlmp3 @how-do-i-username @loveshack 🎁

✨ thank you all so much for being my moots, for the silly fun times we have together 😋 & for making 2023 wonderful for me even when real life things weren't so sunshiney.

i hope the holiday/winter season is amazing to & for you & i hope the new year brings nothing but good things, people & vibes for us all. 😌

here's to 2024 & more SILLINESS!!!!! 🫂💖 ✨

[jackhues]

it's the most wonderful time of the year! celly

starting NOV/25/23- JAN/1/23 i'll be posting a special fic every few days for a different person! this is a little gift to all of you for following me, and showing love to my fics <33

they will be based off of different christmas prompts -- i will write one fic per player, for about 15 players. send in any players you want to see + prompts, and i'll write about them if they're not already on the list! i won't be answering the asks, but i'll update the list as it goes on!

prompts: 📱 ─ 3 times you spent christmas apart + 1 time you spent it together : sidney crosby🍪 ─ baking sugar cookies together : mitch marner 🛖 ─ building a gingerbread house together : arber xhekaj ✨ ─ putting the christmas decorations up on november first : quinn hughes ⛄ ─ having a snow day together : william nylander 🎄 ─ leaving the christmas lights up until january : jack hughes ⛸️ ─ going outdoor skating together : matthew tkachuk 👚 ─ go on a date in matching christmas sweaters : auston matthews 🏔️ ─ going back home with them : nico hischier 🌨️ ─ getting caught in a snow storm : jamie drysdale 🌿 ─ kiss under the mistletoe : brendan brisson 🎥 ─ spend the day watching christmas movies : luke hughes 💃 ─ dance in the middle of the night to christmas music : mat barzal 🌲─ decorate the tree together : anthony beauvillier ❄️ ─ go to the winter festival together : braden schneider

tagging some moots below the cut to boost <3

@cherrysodadevils , @cuttergauthier , @hischierdevils , @bradenschneider , @svechnikovvv , @hockeyboysarehot , @moldenhauers , @eminems-skittles , @starry-hughes , @jimothystu , @lifeofpriya , @lam-ila , @waveridersunflower , @babydollmarauders , @starsandhughes , @hischierhaze , @matthewkniesys , @luvhughes43 , @whatashameshespuckedinthehead , @lvrzegras <33

[hisui-dreamer]

promises of the future

Pairing: Ace Trappola x gn!reader

Synopsis: studying with ace isn't the best idea, but you can't deny the fact that you like spending time with him

Tags: fluff, study buddies, slow burn, pining, banter, bot proofread

Word count: 1.2k+

Notes: this was written in exchange for @ashipiko's nui art trade hehe. i hope i did ashi and ace's characterisation justice, and you'll enjoy the fluff!

also HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASHII, SO GLAD WE'RE MOOTS (⁠ノ*☆ｰ☆*⁠)ノ💕✨💖

Masterlist

In the midst of an emptied school during spring break, the last break before your final exams, you found yourself ensnared in a solitary routine of ceaseless studying and revision. Everyone's departure for the holiday break had left the school desolate, amplifying the silence that hung heavy in the air.

Knowing Grim's lack of patience with any theoretical magic, you had to put in extra effort to pull his weight as half of a student.

Days blurred into nights as you diligently pored over textbooks and scribbled notes, determined to grasp every morsel of knowledge that would be tested. It didn't help that so many of the topics alluded you completely. How could you understand magical energy and this world's history when you'd barely lived there for a year?

Just when the solitude threatened to suffocate your spirit, your phone buzzed with a message from Ace. The screen illuminated with his name, and a flicker of warmth ignited within you at the familiarity of his request.

"Can we call? I can't focus."

The familiarity of this request brought a smile to your face, reminiscent of the times you had spent together, studying late into the night during your many sleepovers ever since the sea anemone situation.

"Sure, give me a sec and I'll be in the call,"

The anticipation of hearing his voice, the joyful banter that always accompanied your study sessions, ignited a sense of exhilaration within you. Though Ace could be distracting and prone to bouts of foolishness, there was an undeniable connection that drew you towards him. And you couldn't deny that studying with him was always more enjoyable than studying alone.

With a renewed spirit, you prepared for the call, arranging your study materials and finding a comfortable spot amidst the sea of textbooks and scattered papers. Your fingers danced across the keyboard of the laptop gifted to you by Ortho and Idia, and the call connected, the familiar voice of Ace filling the void with warmth and familiarity.

"Heh, took you long enough. Are you still not used to the new computer?" His words carried a light-hearted tone, filled with gentle mockery.

Rolling your eyes in response, you retorted, "No dummy, I was just tidying my desk." Your voice held a touch of playful annoyance, the familiar banter between you and Ace flowing effortlessly. "So? Whatcha working on right now?"

A tired groan escaped from Ace's end of the line. "History... I hate it, it's so boring and it feels like I haven't learnt anything," he complained.

You chuckled at his groan. "Course it feels like that, you keep falling asleep in Trein's classes!" The image of Ace, Deuce, and Grim succumbing to the temptation of slumber and nodding off danced in your mind.

In a feeble attempt to defend himself, Ace retorted, "Hey, it's not my fault his voice is a lullaby! And it's not just me either, Deucey and Grim also doze off!"

An exasperated sigh escaped your lips as you couldn't help but reply, "Comparing yourselves to them just reinforces you three dumbasses are on the same level."

"Wha- Hey! You know for a fact I'm not as stupid as Juice is!"

A faint smile tugged at the corners of your mouth, "You sure don't act like it sometimes." Swiftly cutting off any potential protest, you pressed on, "Anyways, let's start with History. I mean, considering you come from the Queendom of Roses, I assumed you'd know more about its history."

"Nah, every time I heard about the infamous Queen of Hearts and all that blah blah blah, it all seemed so boring to me."

You let out yet another sigh. "And knowing you, anything boring just isn't worth your time huh?"

"Bingo!" His laughter danced through the call.

"That's not something to be proud of, you idiot," you chided gently, a hint of exasperation lingering in your voice. "Well, true or false, the Queen of Hearts had rules where contradictions were the norm?"

"Huh? Uhhhh, false? I dunno," he replied, his uncertainty seeping through.

"Wha- no! She had to change rules occasionally to manage the madness of the kingdom," you explained. "Oh my god, why did I think studying with you would be a good idea?" you grumbled, frustration lacing your voice.

Ace, never one to lack confidence, responded with a playful tone, "Because I'm a genius, and you love me, duh."

Rolling your eyes at his audacity, you retorted, "Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. Sure..." and maybe there was more truth to that sentence than you liked to admit.

The two of you started quizzing each other on different facts, reviewing questions from your homework and comparing each other's answers. The room was filled with an atmosphere of focused determination, punctuated by occasional bursts of laughter from ridiculous answers.

A comfortable silence fell over you two as you waited for him to finish answering the current question. Your eyes wandered to the window, starting at the dark front yard of Ramshackle dorm. The darkness outside seemed to wash a wave of uncertainty over you, and you pondered aloud, "I wonder what will happen to me if I can't go home."

The subtle scratching sound of pen and paper ceased from the call. Confused, Ace inquired, "What do you mean, what'll happen?"

You sighed, the weight of uncertainty settling upon you. "Well, let's say Crowley can't find a way back, yeah? I can't stay in NRC forever, right? I'll need to get a job and find somewhere to stay."

A brief pause hung in the air before Ace's voice pierced through, offering an unexpected solution, "Well, if it comes to that, why not just stay with me?"

Your eyebrows shot up in disbelief, searching for words to respond to such a proposition. "Huh??" escaped your lips, a sound of surprise and confusion, while a delicate blush tinged your cheeks at the implications his words carried.

"You can just live with me! I wouldn't mind having someone to do the chores," Ace continued, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You couldn't help but scoff at the idea, a teasing remark escaping your lips, "Wow, what an incredibly generous offer. Though I'm not sure I can stand living with you."

Ace's voice carried a hint of mock offence as he playfully countered, "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" You could almost imagine him pouting at his end.

Attempting to defuse his offence, you replied innocently, "Nothing, nothing. Just kidding," you giggled. After a brief pause, your voice softened, barely above a murmur, "Thank you, I appreciate it."

Ace, ever the caring friend, responded with a hint of reassurance, "Heh, don't worry about it. I got your back, okay?"

A tender smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you replied sincerely, your voice infused with gratitude, "Thanks, Ace."

Realizing that the conversation had veered off course from its intended purpose, you swiftly refocused, "Okay, we've gotten too distracted. We need to get back to studying!"

Ace let out a playful scoff, "Pshh, party pooper. Alright, alright."

Despite your words, the prospect of a future with him continued to linger in your mind—a life of living together, splitting chores, and supporting each other. It seemed like an enticing idea, a sleepover that would never end, a path you could envision yourself contentedly walking.

Needless to say, even long after the conversation had shifted back to academics, your smile lingered at your future prospects, a budding affection for the ginger that never failed to make you feel appreciated.

Masterlist

if you liked this post, don't forget to reblog!

[hot-gremlin-pissboy]

Gift for moot @billcipherlover ‼️‼️‼️

May ur cipher collection flourish✨✨

[undercoverpena]

LNT Lovers 🩷✨

a very lovely moot made me a gift for the end of the epilogue of late night texts — and I’ve been waiting to share it.

if you’ve not read the epilogue, do not look under the cut

Read Late Night Texts

thank you to the amazingly wonderful @scenaaario for making me my own Laredo Morning Times crossword from when Javi proposes 😍😍😍🩷

I miss my two favourites so much! but their halloween one shot is in the works 🎃✨

[spiralssyndrome]

🌈 Valentine’s Day Present for @magnoliawriter!

🍎 A thank you for being so kind to us ^_^

✨ Not F2U! Specifically for Valentine!

☁️ March 7th layouts! Post 2/3 for presents

[takenbypeter]

Got another Maximoff request cuz i can’t get him out of my head.

Peter Maximoff x non mutant reader and Peter is over protective with them. It could be the most ridiculous thing and he quickly picks them up bridal style. Speeding off with her cuz they’re “always in danger”. Could be a person looking/talking to you or a freaking object heading your way, who knows?!? He calls her love, and especially princess cuz he proudly describes himself as the knight and shining armor with his AWESOME castle (his mom’s basement) to protect his princess from anything that comes near her. Reader jokingly( also kinda pissed) tells him that he’s more like a beast (Beauty and the Beast) cuz he basically wants you all to himself and held you captive as prisoner, until they fell in love with him and turned back to a kleptomaniac silver haired speedster. Peter gives them a “sorry but not really sorry” gift. Which is a rose in a glass dome like the movie. Even though the reader gets really annoyed by him sometimes. They still love him to DEATH. Peter still continues to speed them to safety at any time of the day. Reader calls him sweetheart, ding dong (get it like the dessert 😚), and honey. Also i’m sorry i’m a person who loves puns and movie references. 😭😭

Like Beauty and the Beast

Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Words:1179

Author’s note: sorry this took me forever to write I had writers block for a little and like a presentation to give but everything is a-okay!!! I hope you like this I had serious fun with this fic.Thanks for requesting and I love you my beautiful moot! ✨💗✨

There it was again. Not once. Not twice. But three times you’ve caught this stranger catching glimpses of you between the aisles. It was honestly quite irritating. You were just about reaching for a snack from the shelf when your boyfriend ran up to you.

“Got the milk,” he stated, proudly setting the milk in your little basket while you muttered a thank you and peeked over at the stranger again who seemed to be busy now. Noticing your lack of attention Peter follows your eye-line, “everything okay?”

You brought your attention back to him, “yeah, just…that guy’s been making weird eye contact with me and it's just sorta weird.”

He leans in a little eyes never leaving the guy before asking, “wanna get out of this place?”

You shake your head refusing to let some stranger put your chores no hold, “nah I’m almost done, I just need a couple more things. Can you get me a few more things from my list please?” You asked giving him your best puppy-dog eyes.

“Of course.”

“Thank you, honey.” You handed him a tiny portion of your list before he sped off again leaving you with your few items.

Eyes drifting back down to your list, you reread the items while turning the corner into the next aisle. With your eyes glued to the paper you didn’t get the chance to see the wet puddle that spread across the floor.

It wasn’t until your foot made contact that it was too late. Once your shoe touched the liquid it was almost in an instant that you lost your balance as your foot swept out from underneath you. You braced your body for impact with the ground but that never happened, you didn’t fall too far as a pair of arms caught your upper body from behind and as soon as you realized you were safe you let out a breath.

Releasing you from his arms, you turned around only to recognize it was the same stranger as earlier. You didn’t know how to feel but all you knew was he just saved you so the least you could do was thank him. But just when you were about to open your mouth, you were suddenly lifted with arms coming up under your legs and upper back holding you bridal style, and back in Peter’s basement you were.

Once picking up on what happened you quickly shoved Peter’s chest and he put you down, “what the hell Peter?”

Despite your angry tone, he looked at you with concern written on his face, “are you okay, love? Did he try anything?” He rolled up his sleeves, not waiting for an answer from you, “he did, didn't he? One second I’ll be right back.” He took one step but you hurriedly reached for his arm, “wait! He didn’t do anything, he helped me.”

That stopped Peter in place while you contiuned, “I almost fell but he caught me.”

His expression shifted into a frown with a little, “oh,” before he shrugged the whole situation off and grinned, “well okay then,” and off he walked, towards his couch that’s placed in the middle of his, ahem, ‘castle’ is what he liked to call it.

“No. No okay then, you can’t just whisk me away whenever you feel.”

This wasn’t the first time he had done something like this.

“I thought you were in danger.”

You sat down on the spot beside him but kept your eye on him. While he did have a point you still felt it was unnecessary. “Sweetheart,” you said, trying to bite back the annoyance you began to feel, “while I appreciate your help, I can handle myself.”

“Are you kidding me?” You gave him a glare and he shrunk back a little with his hands open, “I know you can handle yourself. I just thought you were in danger and I can’t have my princess in danger,” he added leaning closer, a teasing tone hidden in his voice.

You fought a grin against the new nickname from him, “princess?”

His eyes lit up as he explained his hands waving around the room, “yeah. You’re my princess, and I’m your knight in shining armor and this is my great castle!”

You crossed your arms and mumbled, “more like the Beast.”

“The Beast!?! How?”

You dramatically laid back slouching deep into the couch, “you want me all to yourself and you keep me captive as prisoner, at least until I fall in love with you,” you sit back up proclaiming, “well guess what? Belle can protect herself, and so can I!”

His eyes widened, “Belle can protect herself? Oh so next time the beast should just let her get eaten by the pack of wolves.”

At this point you're not sure if this is an actual argument or not, it's sort of difficult to tell with the childish metaphor.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt,” he yelled out before slouching into the couch himself.

You sat there both slouched in your spots while you gazed at him from your spot. Despite the slight tension in the air you reached out and laid your hand facing up on leg. After one moment he rested his hand on yours and you two wrapped your hands, interlocking them together.

“I love that I have you by my side to protect me when I need it. But I can handle some things by myself. If I need you I will let you know, okay?”

Peter’s lips were tight lipped as his attention stayed focused forward, and at that you straightened up and placed your lips against his cheek in a chaste kiss. When sat back you saw the corners of his lips tugging down in a forced frown.

“Sweetheart?” You asked and finally a smile spread out on his face. “Okay, I get it, you're right.”

“Thank you.” You scooted a little closer snuggling your head in between the crook of his neck.

“Am I really the Beast?”

“Yes but that’s okay, the Beast is my favorite.”

You two snuggled against each other and you thought that was the end of that, but the next day you were surprised when Peter was at your door with a red glass rose enclosed in a glass dome.

“What’s this?” You asked, taking the decor. Inside the dome the rose was surrounded by tiny iridescent lights.

Peter tilted his head looking at the item, “I felt bad about the other day so I went out and bought this to say… I’m sorry.”

“Aww sweetheart, it’s beautiful, I love it. Thank you!”

He grins as he watches your reaction, “and it’s sort of my way of saying I’ll love you till the last petal falls.”

That was it, at that comment you set the dome down carefully before going and wrapping your arms around your boyfriend's neck, “I love you.”

His arms wrapped against your waist comfortably as he leaned into your touch, “I love you too.”

Peter still sometimes acted up but you loved him nonetheless.

[squarebracket-trickster]

Hello, treasured moot, how are you? I feel like being social today and I’m sending around some asks. If you’re feeling up for it, tell me about your favorite thing you’ve written in the past month or so. ✨

Hello beloved moot!

For you<3:

Twilight is well and truly gone. A thick cast of clouds plunges Lady Alice’s rooms into shadow. The sconces in the corridor bleed a flickering light through the doorway and over the whitewashed stone walls. I would fall asleep to this light when I was little, when some feast spilt well into a winter’s night and my parents would crowd us around a grand fire place with fairy tales and true stories – we were never sure which was which – until all the excitement of the night had left us with nothing but a heaviness in our eyes. Then my father would carry us, one by one to our sleeping pads beneath his bed, and my mother would pull the blankets over our shoulders. I wish I could stop thinking about them. I wish I didn’t feel horrible for wishing it. Do my parents want me safe or do they want a daughter that is safe - proper, unproblematic? What parent would not give a kingdom to their daughter if they could? But was queenhood their gift, a life of privilege to shape as I see fit, or is it a burden meant to trap me, a fly to a pot of the sweetest vinegar? Mother, do you still love me though I have made my own choice? Father, are you still proud of me? Everything I've done I've done to spite you. I was a loved child. I am terrified none of it was real.

-- WIPVII, draft 3 (.5), page 80.

Can't believe this nearly got cut from draft 3. I managed to save it but I think it happened like 30 000 words earlier in draft 2.

[boiling-potato]

What are some upcoming projects?

Well since my birthday is coming I figured I would give some of my closest mutuals a gift~!!

It's a really big one (I honestly wish I could fit all of my mutuals but I have too many so sorry for those who are not included qwq)

If you know, you know~! (⁠ ⁠ꈍwꈍ⁠)✨✨

Oh! And a few oc x oc and oc x self insert for my moots since I've realized I haven't done that in the past few weeks (⁠╥w╥⁠)

[ryker-writes]

Ryker the matchmaker (1.2k event)

Thank you guys so much for 1.2k! Seeing so much support makes me so happy I sohadobgasijbdviuav

Anyway I did a poll a couple weeks ago about what you guys would want for an event, and you guys said romantic matchups! (Next time I do an event it may be the sibling matchups for those who wanted it)

Thank you all again for 1.2k! ✨✨

How to submit:

Send in an ask giving me some info about yourself! Names aren't required for anons who want to participate. Feel free to tell me as much information as you want (remember the more info I have, the most accurate and more descriptive the results)!

At the very least I need:

some likes

some dislikes

some of your hobbies

any physical or personality preferences? (preferences do not always guarantee results, for example a short preference may still give you a tall character result if I feel that matches with you best)

your love language(s)

How long will the event last?

I will be accepting matchup requests until the 3rd of September. If there are a lot of requests, please keep in mind it may take me a bit to get to yours, but I will!

Any requests send in after the cutoff will be deleted. Keep in mind, you still have a full two days to send in yours!

Moots!

Special gift for you moots! You can not only send in an ask for yourself, I'll accept your ocs too! If you're a newer moot, please send in your ocs info sheet to make it easier on me. Thank you!

@azulashengrottospiano, @axvwriter, @starboyshoyo, @minimallyminnie, @rose-the-witch1, @theroseredreaper, @thebettybook, @animusicnerd, @it-happened-one-fic, @officialdaydreamer00, @paraccosm (are you still interested in TWST things? Do you want to be tagged?) @dove-da-birb, @leonistic, @xxoomiii, @spritofthesea

[goddess-mixmi]

More of Akira Kobayashi’s family✨

The Kobayashi clan is huge but let’s focus on the main characters of this family. The Kobayashi clan resides in a village hidden in the forest and is well known for their distinctive features including their unique vitiligo patterns and the shapes in their eyes. Also being descendants of many great swordsmen, even being related to the first black swordsman, their craftsmanship of prosthetics used by many in the demon slayer corps and their dream foresight developed from their ancestor “ The dream hashira”from the Sengoku era.

Hanako Haganezuka

Oldest sister to Jiro, Akira & Makoto, born March 1st, height 5’3. She was put into an arranged marriage by her parents because they were getting old and wanted her to marry off. She didn’t like the idea at first let alone to a guy from the swords smith village known for concealing their faces. But after getting to know her soon to be husband Hotaru Haganezuka she fell in love with him and seeing his face for the first time definitely matched to his personality. Hotaru is quite afraid of her when angry so needless to say she’s the man of the house lol. They had a son and later on during the swordsmith village arc she is pregnant with their second children (twins) then she spots Tanjiro and asks him to take a seat to chat. ( a funny gag when Kotetsu says “no wonder he can’t find a wife” she shows up to yell at Hotaru for strangling a kid)

Jiro Kobayashi

Born May 17th, Younger brother of Hanako, older brother of Akira & Makoto and the former crystal Hashira, height 6’7. Very tall and serious looking fella who strikes fear into most of the demon slayer corp members. Quite physically strong and level headed but gets very over protective of his sisters especially Akira since joining the crop ( so ofc he dislikes Rengoku for dating his sister) but he’s a softy deep down. His father never wanted him to become a demon slayer so when he did he refused to acknowledge him and before that both him and the mother were killed by demons leaving Jiro to care for his sister who managed to fight off the demons easily. He and Akira go on missions together but the one time he went alone he almost died by the hands of a demon. He lost a arm and leg leaving him retired, he tells Rengoku to look out for Akira for him and to make sure she’s not alone. During his retirement he is left to care for his youngest brother Makoto and is given help by a doctor who just moved to the village, who he slowly falls in love with.

In a Au he was in an arranged marriage with my moots oc Ares, he broke off the engagement after his parents died and has been quite pissed since Tengen stole her right after.

(Picrew by sushi core)

Here is Makoto, born September 15th he was a baby when their parents were killed by demons. He was lucky saved by Akira who fought them off with a knife. He’s briefly shown in the series being 9-10 years old, his teddy bear was a gift from Rengoku when he and Akira brought him and Senjuro to a small fair in the village. He currently lives with Jiro at their uncle’s house and he is still unaware of what happened to his parents.