#BUT STILL STILL THANKYOUUU

[radioroxx]

2 things:

1. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE YOUR ART SI MUCH!!!!!! I WANTTO EAT YOUR ART! I WNAT TO MICROWAVE IT! MY BRAIN EXPLODES EVERY TIME I SEE IT!! AND I WANT TO HOLD GENTLY ALL OF IT! I LOVE THE WAY YOU DRAW EVERY ONE OF THE UT/UTY CAST!!!! AAAAAAAAA

2.

More of the flowey salad please jsjsja

OOHAMMFMGMSMMDF THANKKK YOUUUUUUU AWAWWWWAAA MEANS A LOTT !!!!!!

I WASNT sure how else to give u more flowey salad so i hope this will suffice……..

they compromised with the pot after :)

[abbyromanoff]

Hii! Can you right a dark fic of Wanda, wherein she kidnapped r just to make r her fuck toy + Wanda has a dick. thankyouuu!!

CRUEL GIRL

PAIRINGS: Wanda Maximoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 1612

WARNINGS: smut, dark fic, kidnapper!Wanda, thigh fucking, blowjobs, Wanda has a dick, mommy kink (W), orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, teasing, praise kink, degrading, mean!Wanda, kinda age kink (Wanda treating R like a little baby) think that’s all :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

“Such a stupid mutt, you really thought you’d be able to leave Mommy?” Wanda’s sweet yet firm voice rang through your ears teasingly, causing you to whimper even louder. It’s been like this for months now, well, you didn’t truly know how long, but it felt as though it had been years. You were starting to lose hope in ever being found and Wanda confided in that. Wanda got what she wanted, always. And if anyone ever tried to change that, they’d be caught dead before succeeding, and no one would ever find the body.

“I treat you like a Queen and you still want to leave? I fuck you ‘till your legs are shaking, I feed you ‘till you’re full, I clothe you so you look like a pretty little baby, yet it’s still not enough? You’re such a greedy bitch.” She slapped your cheek harshly, grinning as you cried out in pain. You were on your knees in front of her, mouth parted open as she stroked her length slowly. She was testing you, wanting to see how long it would take until you started begging for forgiveness, but you already failed long ago.

“I’m sorry, Mommy, I’m so sorry.” Your eyes were glossy and wide while your hands were tied behind your back with red wisps of magic. She kept your legs spread, your body completely bare as your slick threatened to travel down your leg. Your breath quickened, your body slightly lunging forward in hopes she’d fulfill your request, but she continued to ignore you. And you didn’t blame her.

“I was bad, Mommy. I was so, so bad.” She hummed along with your words, biting her lip to stifle the moan that she didn’t believe you deserved to hear. You could feel a puddle forming beneath your legs, and you knew she saw it too.

“You like this, yeah? You like being treated like a dirty girl?” She received a rapid nod in response and let out a dark chuckle, shaking her head even though she knew your answer far before you gave it.

“Of course, you do. You’re nothing but a toy for me to use, a hole to fuck.” She groaned deeply, and the sound nearly made you combust. Her boot-clad foot was placed under your crotch and you couldn’t help but grind down, causing a disapproved sigh to leave the older woman’s mouth.

“No- I-I’m sorry, I won’t do it again! Please, don’t hurt me.” Her movements stopped as did yours, the slow motion your hips created now failing to start up again in fear of what she’d do. Her hand came to grasp your chin tightly, pulling you forward as your mouth wrapped around her cock instantly. Your eyes fluttered shut as she stretched your mouth out, her moans causing you to try, yet fail, in closing your legs. Her palms came to the back of your head where she tangled her fingers in your hair, slowly easing you into taking more of her.

Your loud gags were the cause of her choked-up groans. Getting sight of your tear-stained face brought her more pleasure than she could ever have with anyone else, you truly were meant for her. But you didn’t believe so, you tried to escape her love when all she wanted was you, how could you? How could you try and leave her? She did so much to satisfy you, was it not enough? Was she not enough?

“You know, you beg me a lot not to hurt you for someone who is dripping wet from a spanking.” The reminder of your previous actions brought a wave of chills to flow through your entire being. She made you count the number of times her palm laid painfully against your bottom as you were on all fours, and if you fell or lost count, she’d make you restart until she got to twenty-five. You didn’t know why she chose that number in particular, but it felt more like thousands as the skin continued to throb, a dark shade of red hidden under the growing bruise. You were aching painfully all over, but she took pride in that. Of course, she did, she was psychotic, but some could argue you were just as crazy for falling in love with it.

“Mommy’s gonna cum, baby,” She started, throwing her head back and gripping tighter on your loose hair. Your scalp was starting to hurt along with your mouth, the back of your throat repeatedly being slammed into until it turned into more than just pain, it became a delight, causing your passion to pool deep inside of you, the coil in your stomach ready to snap any moment. Her pelvis continued to slap against your cheek as she quickened, chasing her high that soon exploded into your mouth.

“Swallow it all, don’t let a single drop go to waste.” She held you in place, forcing you to follow her commands that you didn’t plan to disobey. You were already close to black and blue when refusing to listen to her once, you didn’t want to see what would happen if you did it a second time. Her gaze connected with yours as she looked down, admiring your face that she found unbelievably beautiful. You met her eyes, a small smile mustering on your face which you found was a struggle to do.

“Get on the bed.” She told you when finally releasing herself from your mouth, letting the wisps of her magic fall from your body as you gathered the strength to listen. You rushed to complete the task on wobbly legs, hissing as the soft sheets made contact with your beaten ass.

“I don’t want to hear a fucking sound from you.” You nodded sharply, nearly screaming out when she lifted your legs and swatted your bruised skin once more. Your thighs were touching one another as she placed them on her right shoulder, her palm wrapping around her length as she teased your folds.

“So wet, you love gettin’ ruined by me, huh? You enjoy it when I use your dirty cunt like the worthless slut you are?” You weren’t allowed to speak, but if you could, you’d tell her just how correct she was. Her tip prodded at your hole, and for just a moment, you believed she’d finally have mercy on you and fuck you senseless, but that was only proven to be wrong. She slipped her hard cock between your thighs and instantly sighed in relief, if only she knew how badly you needed that same feeling.

You squeezed the sheets while biting your lip in order not to release anything as she used your body for the sake of her own good. Each thrust was quicker and more painful. Her knee was placed close to your bottom and repeated a brush of pain each time she made contact. Her hands held a harsh grip on your thighs, almost recreating a long-lasting pinch. Her eyes bored into yours, a grin taking over her face while she raised a single brow.

“I know, love, I know. It must feel so nice having Mommy fuck these precious thighs. So soft and..perfect, yeah, so perfect for Mommy.” She was chasing her high, blowing out shallow breaths that were breezy. Low moans tumbled from her dry lips, the small sound tempting the coil that had been building up to set off.

“Play with your nipples, pretty girl.” She whispered so lowly you almost didn’t catch it, but you did as directed and winced in pain. Your breasts were sore from months and months of torture she had been putting on you. She was obsessed with your chest and showed it gracefully, leading them to be sensitive from the gusts of wind alone.

“Does it hurt? Yeah?” You nodded, leading her to smirk in victory. Pre-cum dribbled down your thighs and to your stomach which you quickly swiped away and placed onto your awaiting tongue.

“Fuck, don’t tease me like that.” You went against her for just a moment, hoping she wouldn’t become too angry by your choice as you stroked her cock every time it peeked into view. Your thumb ran across the tip, eventually wettening your digit with her slick. She leaned forward, pressing a kiss to your leg that was held right next to her head, her eyes glancing between your motions and your free hand that continued to play with your breast as told. There was nothing she could do to stop herself now, but she knew you weren’t one to complain.

“‘M cumming, baby, Mommy’s gonna paint your body with her fucking cum.” Her thrusts stilled as her legs shook, her hands tightening their grip on your skin while beads of white liquid shot across your stomach and eventually reached your chest. She was admiring her work, smearing her necture as soon as it was revealed as if it was lotion.

“So pretty,” She smiled, dimples making way to the surface while you wore a out of breath expression.

“Mommy loves you so much, bear.” She let go of your legs and kissed you on your nose before reaching your lips, deepening the small action when she teasingly ran her tongue across your lips.

“Do I get a turn now?” She chuckled darkly, and you instantly cowered down once again. It brought you back to when you were so close to opening the door leading to your freedom, only until she stopped it short with that laugh she elicited so often.

“Oh, sweetie, bad girls don’t get rewards. Bad girls get fucked, but they don’t get to cum.”

[reiderwriter]

hii! could you write smut where spence and reader are bestfriends and one day shes in his car and he snaps and is like “I LOVE YOU” and like they have sex in the car (like with sub spence) and can you include spence getting bj THANKYOUUU

A/N: Car love confessions always remind me of the electric love tiktok "I kissed my best friend" trend that I was OBSESSED with two years ago, and my GOD was this a full-circle moment for me.

Warnings: sub!Spencer, semi-public sex, slight voyeurism, oral sex (m recieving), slight cum play, car sex (bj only), like this was slightly self-indulgent and I had to post it right after I finished writing...

The air outside was cold, but the car had been running for an hour now as you listened to Spencer Reid talk about his day. Whether your cheeks were flushed from the heat coming from the fans or from his subtle attentions, you couldn't discern. 

Spencer, your best friend of nine years, who had been around the country saving lives and facing the most horrendous criminals in the world, was currently sat in the passenger seat of your car excitedly mumbling about Star Trek. 

“I can't believe you decided to watch it, and you did it without me,” he smiled at you, his body angled to face you just ever so slightly. 

He'd started by filling you in on the case he'd just returned from, then moved onto books he'd read recently (a conversation you could absolutely contribute to, being a college librarian yourself, and the source of many of his books). 

And then he'd asked you about your day, and you'd spilled about watching a few episodes of classic Star Trek, and all of his joy and knowledge had bubbled up to his lips without even a thought of pushing it down at all. 

“I've been hounding you for several years, and you decide on a whim to watch it today?” He'd meant for the question to come out with an annoyed tone, but he couldn't hold back the smile passing over his lips as you laughed at him. 

“Spencer, it's a TV show. We can watch it again together. In fact, why don't we do just that? Drive to mine, and we can sit through as many episodes of Star Trek as your heart desires.” 

“I wanted to see your initial reactions, though. I wanted to tell you all the behind the scenes knowledge only true trekkies know about.” 

You laughed loudly at this, especially as you saw the pout on his lips as he mumbled the word “trekkies.” 

“Hey, stop laughing,” he said, but his chest was heaving with a chuckle of his own. And for the life of you, you couldn't. He was sitting there pouting because he wanted to see how much you'd enjoy his favorite TV show, and by god, did he look adorable. 

“I'm sorry, Spence, I-” you tried to cover your mouth, but found your hands were both needed to hold your stomach instead as the laughs that wracked your body veered on painful. 

“Y/N, really!” He said, fully grinning now, pout abandoned. But you didn't stop.

Nothing in the air changed or paused at that second, as his head swooped closer to you, but your body instantly reacted to his closeness. 

It was as if all the hairs on your body stood on end as he tipped up your chin and quickly stole away all the oxygen in your body. 

Before your mind could react, your hands were already tangled in his hair, making sure he couldn't pull away. But you felt him smiling into the kiss, and you knew he wouldn't ever want to pull away now that you'd accepted him. 

With empty lungs, you finally had to separate, and to your surprise, a giggle still flittered from your lips. This time, you did clap a hand over your lips, though. 

“You're laughing still? I just kissed you to shut you up, and you're still laughing.” He said, tucking the few strands of hair behind your ear but still refusing to move too far away. 

“You should've seen your face. You were pouting and adorable and-” 

“I love you.” 

Your heart, that had previously been beating remarkably fast after his kiss (and likely from the fit of laughter preceding it), stopped at his words. 

You'd heard people describing butterflies in their stomach before, but this was more intense. It was more like your heart was a pinball that had just been launched back into the machine and was bouncing around in your ribcage hitting objects and trying desperately not to detach from your chest and jump into his arms. 

“I love you, Y/N.” He smiled, and it was sweet and simple, and even if you were not simple people and life had never been particularly sweet to you, you allowed your happiness to soar as you leaned back in and pressed your lips against his. 

Maybe it was the nine years of waiting (though had you been asked, you'd have been totally oblivious to your quite obvious feelings for the man). Maybe it was again the heat in the car. Maybe it was perhaps the two weeks in which you'd not seen him that led you to venture a step further than you usually would. 

But within seconds of tangling your tongue with his in his mouth, sending him reciprocated confessions with each passing breath, you somehow found the energy to pull yourself up and onto his lap. 

“Y/N, we're in a car-” his protests were weak as you suckled your way down his neck. 

“It's dark outside, and I love you.” His hands gripped possessively on your hips as you continued to shower him in affection. 

“What if someone sees us?” He whimpered as you loosened his tie, discarding it so you could pop his buttons open and trail more kisses across his beautiful collarbone. 

“Then I hope they understand enough to walk away and leave us alone to love each other.” 

You'd managed to get all of his buttons undone and sat squirming in his lap as your fingers brushed across his pert nipples. His head was thrown back to allow you access to the part of his neck that, when you'd run your tongue along it, had him gripping your ass and rubbing your core along the now obvious tent in his pants. 

“Y/N, please….” He panted, and you again returned your lips to his face, brushing over his eyes, his nose, his jaw, and his lips. You were blind and discovering your whole new world through your lips, mapping his features inch by inch. 

His whimpers grew louder, more urgent. He was almost becoming whiny, and that pout from earlier shadowed across his face again, so delightful that you'd immediately wanted to kiss it away from him. 

Dry humping in the passenger seat wasn't going to be enough  you decided, and reluctantly drew away from him quickly. 

“Y/N, what-” He weakly gripped the material of your pants, his quiet protests from earlier forgotten as he begged for your touch to return. 

“Trust me, I love you,” you winked at him again, marvelling in his flush, the hand he wiped across his face to hide his quiet joy. 

You shimmied yourself down so your face was hovering just above his cock, straining through his pants. You slowly undid the buttons and let his cock spring up, wrapping a firm hand around it when it was fully released. 

His hand came down to cover yours, even as the other covered his flushed cheeks and eyes in embarrassment. 

“Spencer, let me see your face. I want you to look at me, please, Spencer.” You cooed at him as you quietly removed your hand from under his, instead moving it to his so you could control his movements. 

You let your breaths hit his cock as you controlled his hand, helping him to slowly jerk off as he gave into the pleasures you were so desperate to gift him. 

“Spencer, please, for me. Show me your fucked out face, I want to see it so bad.” 

With each slow stroke, his body seemed to grow heavier with lust until the hand on his face eventually fell, and you could lock eyes with him once again. 

You smiled brightly at him and, without missing a beat, took him into your mouth. 

The angle was awkward, but you only needed to see that shock and just in his eyes briefly, so you manoeuvred your head into a better position and began fresh. 

You held his hand, holding his cock, and sunk your lips down as far as they'd go, before lifting slowly off. You did it again, and heard the hiss from his lips as he enjoyed the pressure. 

You sped up slightly and felt his discarded hand land on your hair. It wasn't domineering or controlling, but more comforting, as he tugged your hair behind your ear, eventually bundling it up into a gentle pony tail to keep it out of the way of your task. 

“Y/N, I love you so much,” he whimpered and moaned, and you squeezed his hand in response, intensifying the pressure on his cock while also responding to his confession. 

You were going to show him just how deeply you loved him by giving him as much pleasure as you could muster. 

“Pull off, Y/N, please, I'm going to-” He bit his lip, biting off the sentence, almost as if he were afraid of speaking the vulgar words into existence. You could feel his muscles going taut underneath your hands, though, knowing exactly how close he was to losing all control and giving into passion. 

And you certainly weren't pulling away. 

Instead, you pushed your head down once again, going further than you'd managed thus far, nose tickled by his pubic hairs as he shot his load down your throat. 

You gagged, of course you gagged, and he let out a guttural moan, sensitivity apparent in each of his twitches and ragged breaths. 

You made sure to keep as much of him inside your mouth and rose off his cock, looking up at him again through eyes half-lidded with lust. You made sure he was watching as you smiled and swallowed a mouthful of his cum, making sure to lick your lips after and watching his throat bob as he processed the entire scenario. 

You again climbed into his lap, but this time, you just pressed your head to his bare chest, wrapped your arms around his neck, and listened to the thrum of his heart. 

“I love you, Y/N,” he said again. You hummed a response and waited for him to say it  again and again. Hopefully, for the rest of your lives. 

[cyle]

WAUGH THE PFPS ARE BACK! THANKYOUUU

don't thank me, i think i was still arguing to remove them, but cooler heads prevailed

[avrmee]

Could you do some billie eilish x female reader where Billie gets jealous seeing reader getting hit on at a party or at one of her shows or something. (You can make it smut or not it’s up to you but pls make it steamy 👏🏻) thankyouuu

Jealousy looks good on you - Billie Eilish

Summary: at one Billie's after parties she sees a man flirt with you

Warning: smut, some guy being a creep, Oral, swearing

NOT PROOFREAD

It was very early in the morning at one of your girlfriends after parties. The music was loud, there was alcohol it was overall a fun party.

You however weren't really a party person. You didn't mind it but you weren't fond of it. But since it was a special occasion you decided why not.

Billie was around here somewhere talking to some of her friends and just catching up.

You were at the bar sipping on your drink while scrolling on your phone when all of a sudden a guy sits next to you.

You didn't think much of it until you felt him stare at you for to long. You were getting uncomfortable and you couldn't see Billie anywhere.

You stayed quiet for a little longer hoping he would get the hint but he still stared and this time he cleared out his throat.

"Can I help you?" you asked looking up from your phone. "Well I do have a small problem I need help with. Maybe you can help" He said. His breath stinked from the alcohol.

"I'm sure it is small" you muttered under your breath. "What did you say?" he asked as he moved closer to you.

"Nothing I'm sorry, If it's a small problem maybe you can ask someone to actually wants to help you" You said and moved away to sit somewhere else.

"What? You got a boyfriend?" He asked a little salty.

You looked around and your eyes finally landed on Billie. She looked heavily pissed off as she walked towards you two.

"No she doesn't. She's got a girlfriend though. She gave tiu the hint to fuck off so please do." Billie said as soon as she was by your side. She slid her arm around your waist and pulled you a bit closer.

It instantly made you feel safer in the presence of this man. You stayed silent the whole time.

Eventually the guy walked away to go bother someone else making you sigh in relief.

Billie turned you around in her arms and held you tight by your waist making you slide your arms around her neck.

"C'mon we're leaving" Billie said and grabbed your hand guiding you to her car. The car ride to the house was mostly silent with Billie's hand on your thigh.

When you arrived at your shared home, Billie was quick to push you up against the wall, kissing you feverishly.

Your tongues moving in sync and fighting for dominance. Billie slid her hands up and down your thighs burning your skin with her touch.

Billie's hand hooked under your thigh and muttered a quick "up" against your mouth. You obeyed and hoisted yourself into her hands.

She carried you up the stairs to your bedroom, laying you gently down on the bed. She started kissing your neck , leaving a trail of hickeys.

Billie's hands went under your shirt, cupping your breasts. Her mouth leaving more kisses on your throat before she removed your shirt in one swift motion.

She kissed along your breasts making you shiver at the sensation. It felt like heaven. Billie took off your bra and instantly took one of your nipples into her mouth, her other hand messaging your other breast.

"Fuck" you moaned and arched you back as billie started kissing down you stomach. Her hands hooked against the fabric and silently asked for permission to take it off.

You nodded your head and bit your lip. Billie took off your skirt and panties, leaving you completely bare in front of her.

Billie wasted no time in kissing your thighs. Your thighs was one of her favorite parts about you. She kissed along the inside of your thigh, holding intense eye contact.

"Please Billie" you moaned wanting to feel her mouth where you needed her most.

You let out a moan of relief when she finally li ked a stripe up your folds. Bill hummed at the taste.

She sucked on your clit, making your eyes roll to the back of your head. The pleasure overwhelming your senses.

Your hands gripped against her hair as she ate you out like a starved woman.

Billie started noticing your thighs twitching. "Come for me princess" Billie hummed before delving right in again.

You closed your eyes tightly feeling your climax building up. Your release finally came crashing down.

"Fuck billie, oh god"

Billie didn't stop until she was sure you rode out your climax.

She crawled up to you and kissed you on the forehead.

"Wait here" She said and got off the bed. You heard the tap be turned off and then turned off.

Billie came back from the bathroom and cleaned you off. Making sure not to be too rough since you were sensitive right now.

After cleaning you up she got one of her t-shirts and out of her closet and put it on you along with a fresh pair of panties.

Billie changed into something comfortable too and climbed into to bed next to you. She held you around your waist with your back pressed up against her.

"You know, jealousy looks good on you" You said after a moment of silence.

"Yeah?" Billie said with a smirk and kissed your cheek pulling you closer.

"Mhm" you murmured tiredly.

Billie just laughed and held you close.

"I love you, princess" She said but she didn't get an answer. She just smiled knowing you were out cold.

Hiiii I hope this is okay since it's my first time writing smut.

Sorry it took long it's just university is not giving me any breaks😭

Hope you like it and HAVE A NICE DAYYYY 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[matts-k1tten]

Heyy could you do some matt x actress gf headcannons? Thankyouuu

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐱 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬!𝐠𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

☆ ☆

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎

• would definitely bring you lunch everyday on set.

• wake you up every morning and push you to get up then insist on driving you to work like he’s your mom.

• “You got this baby!” or “That’s my girl!”

• He knows how passionate you are about your acting career and takes every role you get seriously and cheers you on when you ace a scene.

• would be bts on the set everyday and won’t care if he had to get up early with you he wants to support you no matter what.

• “You don’t have to come with me Matt.” “Yeah well you can’t get rid of me even if you tried.”

• He would give you tips and recommendations for hard scenes or lines to play like “Just read it over and over again repeat it to me, and you’ll get it in no time.”

• He’d help you practice scenes in your trailer.

• He would massage you whenever you’re feeling sore.

• Try to cheer you up whenever you’re not in a good mood on set and tell the manager to give you a second so you could calm down.

• “What the fuck is this scene?” You hand Matt the script. “Why are you asking me? You wanted this role!”

• Matt would take pictures every second he can and hang them on the wall or post them on social media.

• He would watch every movie/show you’re in and still be amazed about how “good” you are. “Woah, you’re so good at acting.” “Matt…I was moping a floor.”

• When he couldn’t make it to set he’d text you constantly and check up whenever he could.

• Would help advertise your movie

• Make friends with everyone on set or talk about them with you.

• “Oh my god, Cate this girl that’s set with me. Is so annoying!” “I agree.” (he doesn’t even know her)

• He would honestly be scared when the director is yelling at you and would try not to interfere with him/her.

• “You should start acting with me!” “Nah, that’s not my thing. If I did I’d steal your shine.”

• Matt would fall asleep in your trailer when you guys had to get up really early.

• He would surprise you with gifts on set just because you’re “so hard working”.

• Matt would laugh at your costumes but tell you it looks good while laughing.

• “Stop laughing fuck face.” “Sorry! I don’t mean it! It still looks good though!” “Then come over here and put it on.” Matt stops laughing.

• Whenever you’re mad about messing up a scene again and again Matt would try to help you.

• “Cut-“ “FUCK!” “It’s okay baby you got this, that was just unlucky. You got the next one!”

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a/n: guys this is actually so cute i’m shocked I made this. anyway if this doesn’t match ur req then im sorry but hope u guys enjoy!

[churipu]

Hihi!! My birthday was a few days ago so can I ask for headcanons of jjk's men celebrating your birthday? (*´꒳`*)

(They can be your choice but if you add Yuta or Megumi I would appreciate it! <3) thankyouuu~

JJK MEN + CELEBRATING BIRTHDAYS

featuring. yuuta okkotsu, megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru x reader

warnings. none :>

note. omg, happy belated birthday anon!! i'm so sorry this took so long honey, i hope you had an amazing birthday and i hope this one makes you happy <33 and hi, everyone, just a quick reminder that requests are back open again! <33

YUUTA OKKOTSU. he's not much of a big birthday party type of person, but he'd do anything to make you happy. yuuta would go out of his way to ask people closest to you to help him arrange a birthday party — and with presents? he buys you one. only one. but it means a lot to him and he knows it will for you too.

he's such a cutie. he'd get everything in your favorite color, the cake, the confetti, the ribbons. whether it being the darkest color like black or the brightest colors like neon. he didn't care, as long as you're happy with it; nothing else really matters to him.

"yuuta, what's this?" you chuckled as you saw a [favorite color] balloon on the floor of your house.

he internally cursed realizing that the balloon wasn't even supposed to be there — and you did get a ghast of what was happening, but you just didn't have the heart to tell him about it and acted nonchalant.

the boy was so flustered he ended up grabbing the balloon and throwing it out of the front door before pulling you towards the living room where it was all a sudden rush of birthday power, as the lights flickered on, everyone you found dear was standing there with big smiles on their faces. congratulating your birth.

"happy birthday," yuuta squeezed your hand lightly, rubbing circles on the back of your hand.

"i love this. thank you," you tell him.

up to this day, he still doesn't know how you actually know about his surprise because of that balloon. but that doesn't really matter now, does it? at least you're happy — and yuuta is most certainly proud of himself for making you happy.

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO. he prefers to keep things simple and private. he buys a cake, a confetti bomb, and a present for you. megumi usually comes over to you and knocked on your door, and you'd think this was a normal hang out, date, chilling and all.

but when you open the door, he pops the confetti bomb. right outside of your door — certainly, it leaves quite of a mess and he cleans it up afterwards (he doesn't want you to help, because he thinks it's your special day and you shouldn't be cleaning something he decided to do). but his celebrations are repeated, that the third time it happened, you had a vacuum prepared so he wouldn't have to hand pick every piece of the confetti.

megumi treats you like you're reigning on a throne on your special day. you want to grab a plate for the cake? he will do it for you. a fork for the cake? he will do it for you. cutting the cake into smaller slices? he will do it for you. taking pictures of you during the duo party? he got it under control.

"gumi, thank you. this means a lot to me," you tell him, halfway finished on your third slice of cake with frosting decorating the corner of your lips.

megumi swiped his thumb over the leftover frosting and licked it off his finger, smiling lightly, "you're welcome."

he hates to admit it — but he thinks that maybe next year he'd take you by surprise to make a bigger party, and he hated that the first person he thought of was gojo to ask for help to.

GOJO SATORU. he goes all out. and by that, he creates two parties. one with a lot of people close to you, and one just for you and him. he goes one week before your party to plan everything, asking his students to help him in the mean time (making them do almost half of the work).

gojo picks the best cake, and presents? don't you even worry about it — he'll go out of his way to get you the most jaw dropping thing that you never expected to get. what can i say? he loves spoiling his partner, and he's got the money to do so.

the big party, he's going all out, getting you a three layered cake decorated in the most beautiful icing and toppings. he reaches out to people close to you one-by-one, and even makes the invitation pretty for them. and he gets pretty upset when someone close to you tells him they couldn't come — but hey, at the end of the day, it's your happiness that matters most to him, so he shrugs it off.

he makes sure everything goes well, nobody fighting or making unnecessary drama during the party. and makes sure nobody says a thing to you about it, he could be annoying with it though. but can you blame him? he plans a big party and if someone lets out a word on it to you by accident or with full intentions? everyone would be pretty upset, no?

but thankfully, that has never happened before.

and as for the mini party, he goes even further with it. reserving the nicest, fanciest restaurant in the city with the best view. he makes sure everything in the menu will be something that you like — and if any of them has something you don't, he makes sure to tell it to the chef (even if it comes with extra charges after).

buys you a big bouquet of flower and surprises you with it during your dinner date, gives you another luxurious gift that night and it was honestly just the best thing ever.

honestly though, you can't even try to stop him anymore — he'd still do it in the next year.

© CHURIPU 2023 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE

[icypenguin]

Hellooo ☺️👋🏻

I didn't see any rules on your page so... I hope I'm not crossing any lines? If you're uncomfy, just ignore this then ♥️

I wanted to request an hc about reader bring married to Alhaitham or Kaveh (separately) and showing her infant for the first time to the other friend (like, if she's married to Alhaitham, she shows the baby to kaveh or vice versa) And the baby looks exactly like the father and has the same personality

Was curious how'd the men react to seeing a mini version of their best friend 😁

Thank you~

★~ Copy of my bestfriend!

HELLOOO ERR YEAH I HAVEN’T MAKE RULES ABOUT REQUESTS YET.. SOON THOUGH. ANYWAY I’M OKAY WITH UR REQUEST BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THIS REACHES YOUR LIKING… I’M SORRY IF IT’S WEIRD, I’M STILL A MINOR AND NOT AN EXPERT OF WRITING THINGS LIKE THESE… BUT ANYWAY I HOPE YOU ENJOYYYYY!!!

★ ★ ★ ★ ★

★~ Al haitham

- when you first told al haitham, he was as happy as ever. he can’t wait to spoil his baby (besides you).

- when it was the day, he was really worried something might go wrong, but kaveh was there to calm him down the whole time (kaveh ws surely excited to be an uncle!).

- his first time seeing the baby, his eyes were starting to tear up. the baby looked a lot like a copy of him. eyes, skin, hair, he/she didn’t cry that much too. he held the baby carefully, trying to not break or squeeze the fragile, little thing.

- he then called kaveh to come inside the room to meet the baby and he silenty screamed. he definitely notices that the baby looks like al haitham so much…

- al haitham and kaveh will surely spoil your little baby. your man will buy him/her toys (books) and anything they want, while uncle kaveh will make him/her a special handmade goody. not to mention, on the day he/she was born, people in sumeru came and gave your baby presents while congratulating you both.

- kaveh will surely be THAT type of uncle. kaveh will give your kid plenty of treats and perhaps if your kid is feeling ‘sneaky’, they both will pull a prank on you…

- kaveh would think your kid is a mini and fun version of al haitham.

★~ Kaveh

- when you first told him, he got really excited and started hugging you real tight!

- he immediately started on making the crib and organizing the nursery room.

- when it was the day, he was nervous but excited to meet his little one.

-when he came in, his eyes were full of tears of joy. he thanked you a billion time while cradling the baby in his arms.

- on the 2nd day, al haitham came to visit and you both welcomed him with pleasure. he examined the baby carefully, noticing the same everything from kaveh. what points our is that the skin and hair makes the baby look a lot like kaveh.

- as a present, al haitham gave your baby a yellow and white cat plushie (that looks like kaveh) and place it next besides he/she.

- when he/she grows up, al haitham will definitely tutor your kid about academic things and borrow them a book from the library.

★ ★ ★ ★ ★

thankyou for readingg! i hope this is okay.. i’m sorry if this is not what you meant hueheueheuhe BUT I HOPE YOU LIKED IT HEHE ANYWAY ADVICES ARE ACCEPTED THANKYOUUU!!!

[homkamiro]

I LOVE THE TF2 MLP AU SM. it gives me sm nostalgia to when i was a kid and i and everyone in the fandom made pony aus of franchises we liked- im so happy cringe is dead and tradition is alive 🥹

ALSO THE INFECTION AU POST. GOOD SHIT;!;!!!!!!!!!! gore and body horror are inseparable from (hopefully only the mature part of) the mlp fandom and i felt so giddy jumping for joy kicking my feet up seeing that it had a resurgence!! Your post of this au with your tf2 ponies was my introduction to it!!! Nature is healinggggg

That post is BOMB. WE GOT: 1) HEAVYMEDIC ANGST. 2) PYRO & ENGIE ANGST. 3) BOOTS & BOMBS ANGST. 4) DADSPY ANGST. 5) SNIPER ANGST. ITS GIVING💅🏽💅🏽💅🏽 and the way the disease spreads differently for all of them is so creative!!!!!! Engie wants to sever the infected body part but cant cus its on his back and he needs medics help for that (and med is way too far gone to do any operation), and scout doesn't want his wings severed even tho that would save him cus he still wants to fly!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

also soldier misinterpreting the request is so good. And pyro wanting to help but not being allowed to cus they'd try to burn engie. Demo drinking himself to death cus he cant handle seeing his friend in the state that he's in. Sniper disappearing cus he wants to be with his parents during this horrible time even tho they have a strained relationship. Spy wanting his son to live through this so much that he's planning to sever his wings himself. And heavyyyyyy. Heavy breaking his heart everyday still taking care of medic knowing he's going to have to kill the love of his life soon. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Anyways sorry for fuckin. Screaming in your asks and basically just repeating what you wrote sgjdjd. I just really love this au (and especially that comic with scout, medic and engie!!!) and the infection au post made me so nostalgic to the early days of the mlp fandom that the adhd went mental and i had to shout about it lol- feel free to not respond to this! Youre awesome! Keep doing you!!!!!!

(also youre really good at drawing gore????? Hello teach me pls)

WHAT A BIG FEEDBACK OHMYGODヽ⁠(⁠(⁠◎⁠д⁠◎⁠)⁠)⁠ゝ

Anyway I'm really super puper glad you liked my au!! I was a little hesitant to post it, since AU in AU sounds weird but I'm glad I thought otherwise - cringe culture should be dead!! Mix your hyperfixations it's good for your health!!!

AND AHHHHGGGGGH You noticed so many details thankyouuu🥺💗💗💗The best thing about this AU is that every ship and brotp can work so well in this story. Engie first helping Medic but then ending up being also infected??? Spy checking up on Engie and making him eat since he's too stressed to take a break??? Demo, Heavy and Pyro comforting each other after loosing their friends??? Spy and Scout both raging on Sniper for leaving like a coward??? Or maybe Heavy, as an earth pony, comforts Scout after he just got his wings amputated??? So many possibilities!!

Don't worry, I love when people are noticing all the details and just get,, really invested into my stuff, it really brings me joy and you made my day so much better!!🥺🥺I feel honestly a little insecure, since my pony designs and thoughts may not be the best, but I'm glad that so many people still like my mlp×tf2 stuff!! It's really endearing to know that finally something I like making is also likable to you!

About gore -- I have no idea😭I love gore but it's a pain to draw properly and scary, you'd need practice and references (I mostly use art references since yknow,,,real photos can make me sick)

[stomach-bugg09]

hiii,i saw that requests ante open and was wondering if we can get a fali fic? 🫢 I don’t really mind/have a preference for what it’s about but maybe angst with some fluff at the end??? idek you’re the writer so you can choose, that’s basically it, and btw your fics are lush!! i love themm

thankyouuu <3

a/n: okay, hey !! took me a lil bit to ponder this idea and what would be the best approach , but i think this suits it with a lil bit of angst and then some comforting fluff. thanks so much for the kind words !! please, please, please comment feedback + reblog ( everything's easier when you have the motivation of your readers )

summary: fali is recovering from the bullet he took to save neteyam, but he's never been very patient.

tags: @rafeslovergirl @wxnderingthoughts @liyahsocorro @bonnibuckets @hjkshshjkhklhkl @theycallmesia @grierpilots @23victoria @nyotamalfoy @gcldtom

healing is hard

after eighteen years of existing, fali was never once considered patient. even when young, his mother could recall the numerous times where she scolded the poor na’vi for not waiting for her or his father before he dove right into the reef. she could also recall the way her heartbeat would flare when he let out a mischievous feat of laughter followed by a loud splash.

she had to say, though, that she would much prefer those small spikes of fear over the moment in which she witnessed tsireya speeding back atop her ilu, a limp body draped in front of her. 

vi’ieo and fpai had just been discussing the whereabouts of their son in concerned, hushed tones when they heard the olo’eyktan’s daughter yell, “help! it is fali!”

nothing could prepare either parent for the rush of nausea and dread that flooded their bodies at those four words; if they weren’t thankful for ronal beforehand, they owed their lives to her. no mother wants to experience the unforgiving event that it the loss of a child.

not again, at least. not after they lost what was supposed to be their first baby girl just before she was born. 

but now… now fali was okay. or, getting to it, at least. he was alive, and he was healed, but he still hurt. every movement he made, everytime he attempted to go through with tasks that he used to consider as easy if not daily.

he couldn’t even walk to the edge of the shore and back without help from someone else.

after being raised the only child of his parents and the supposed older brother to tsireya and ao’nung ( and then eventually rotxo ), fali picked up so many subconscious habits. he was reliable, he was independent, he was strong. now he was reliant, dependent, weak. he didn’t feel like fali te auahi fpai’itan.

everybody around the healing na’vi felt his frustration. they felt this sadness, his mourning of who he used to be. they felt the anger that surged through his body at the limited movement his left arm and leg now possessed after the bullet just barely impacted his spine enough to cause mobility issues.

it hurt. it hurt him, it hurt them, it hurt everyone.

and fpai and vi’ieo also missed the child he used to be. the child he was before he grew up, the child he was before he became the warrior, the child he was before they let war touch him. before they let war hurt him. but, they would forever be grateful for his mere survival above all else.

while fali saw their perspective, while he recognized the blessing that was his life, he was so sick of it. he was so sick of being thankful, of being gracious for eywa. he wanted his life back! he wanted his arm and leg back! for all he knew, fali would never even see battle again — he would never see the thing that he spent his entire childhood training for.

an impressive warrior whose skills were wasted on an avatar’s stupid bullet.

while everyone else tried to push a positive perspective onto the angry and healing na’vi, [y/n] knew better. she knew that wasn’t an option — not based on his personality, at least.

was she happy he was still alive? well, of course! in fact, she often jumped awake in the middle of the night and pressed a hand to his chest from where she slept right next to him, checking that he was still breathing. checking that he was still there.

but, [y/n] could never expect him to share the same exact outlook that she did, and she could never pretend to understand what he was struggling with. that would just be a lie, and she could never lie to him. not to her love.

so, instead of trying to get him to rest every time he stood up, instead of stopping him before he limped out of the marui, she gave him a soft smile and a nod. and then, of course, a wink followed by words meant only to push buttons ( which would hopefully only motivate him to success ), “scream if you need anything.”

he would roll his eyes, waddle out, and after about five minutes, [y/n] would be outside the marui. her eyes would be caught on his figure in the distance, oftentimes leaned up against a tree or paused while trying to catch his breath.

sometimes, although her heart shattered the most during these moments, he would be paused with his makeshift cane in hand, back hunched as sobs echoed through the breeze.

but [y/n] knew better than to barge in. she knew that, as much as every part of her body and soul itched to go and help him — to insist that it would be okay — it was only up to fali to decide whether or not that would be true.

it was only once, though, that [y/n] came running to him.

he’d been walking, small grunts of frustration heard all the way from where [y/n] stood. her gaze was soft against his back full of tattoos, scars, and muscles that she knew all too well.

and then, in a split second, everything broke.

the na’vi before her let out a yell of fury before throwing his cane into the sand, knees shaking as he fell onto them. the soft, wet sand was imprinted with his weight, allowing him to dip an inch shorter. 

[y/n] feet started moving before her mind did, practically running down the wooden docks and through the sand. the squishy substance tickled between her toes at each new step, until eventually she strut right past the tearful na’vi and grabbed his cane.

she spun around on her heel, looking him right in the eye, and she extended her arm towards him. the long piece of drift wood he’d adapted to be his mobile assistant faced him in an offering.

but, just as fali reached up and attempted to take it from [y/n]’s hand, she pulled it away and threw it about ten feet to her right.

stunned, fali blinked at her. “[y/n],” he gasped, shocked. “what are you —”

“get up.”

[y/n] voice was solid, firm. authoritative. all of sudden, fali couldn’t take his glassy eyes away from her, jaw dropped in complete shock due to her attitude. what was she up to? “[y/n],” he tried again, voice soft and shallow due to the sobs that sat at the base of his throat.

she merely shook her head at her healing lover. “no,” she refused. “no, you’re going to get up.”

“i —” he paused, checking his words carefully. “[y/n], what are you doing?”

[y/n] locked his eyes, not once making an effort to assist him in any form. “i’m telling you to get up. get on your feet and walk.”

once more, fali opened his mouth, but this time… this time it shut in a pregnant bubble of silence. instead of arguing any more than he already had, he placed two hands on the ground and attempted to push upwards.

and then, just like that, fali was back in his own head. not once did he realize, as he pushed himself over the edge, that he wasn’t alone, and yet… for the first time ever since he started leaving every afternoon to try and make progress… he was finally able to do it.

by himself.

but he wasn’t by himself. [y/n] was there right next to him, words of encouragement flooding from her lips with every noise of desperation or anguish. everytime he even made a signal of falling back down, more words spilling right into his ears.

and soon, before he even knew it, he was standing. by himself.

and his arms were wrapped around the familiar body of [y/n]. the same warmth he adored every night. the same build that made him feel safe. the same na’vi that made him rethink every part of his life.

he could have never made it without her. anywhere. not just to a new point in his recovery, but he couldn’t have made it to the person he considered himself to be then.

fali without [y/n] would be the same arrogant na’vi that pushed ao’nung’s buttons. the same na’vi that made dumb decisions. the same na’vi who prided himself only on his abilities on the battlefield.

with [y/n], he finally realized there was so much more to himself than he ever knew or knew to recognize.

he pressed his face into [y/n]’s hair, the soft strands soaking up his salty tears of joy. his shoulder shook every so slightly, and fali could feel [y/n]’s own trembling body.

it’d been so difficult.

“i’ve been wanting to help, you know,” [y/n] sniffed into his chest. “i just knew it wouldn’t have helped. the last thing i wanted to do was make things more difficult.”

fali swallowed. “i know, yawne, i know.” his voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. he couldn’t manage to summon anything louder, for he was world this beauty of a reality would disintegrate into a dream.

“but,” she continued softly. “i also knew you needed to be open to help. help from me, help from your parents, help from everyone. you can’t do everything alone.”

fali paused, silence overcoming them as he thought. she was right, of course, but he hated that idea. he was already vulnerable with his injuries. the last thing he wanted was pity from anyone else.

“i just…” he trailed. “i’m scared.”

[y/n]’s heart broke, her breath hitching in her throat at the big confession. “that’s okay.” she looked upwards, eyes locking between the two. “it’s okay to be scared.”

“what if i don’t get better?” he admitted, tears creating shiny streaks against his blue cheeks. “what if this is it? what if i can’t fight anymore?”

and then, as shocking as  it was to fali, a laugh bubbled from [y/n]’s throat. he gave her a quizzical look and asked, “what’s funny?”

“well, it’d be fine by me, is all,” she admitted, a smile resting on her lips. “i like it better when i know you're safe and not at war.”

he couldn’t help but feel a smile rise to his own mouth as well. “well, you’d still be fighting.”

she gave him a look that read duh before continuing. “plus, if you do learn to lead the village from the interior… you could be at home.” she paused, shrugging. “if we ever wanted a family and all.”

fali paused, looking into her eyes deeply. suddenly, all he could feel was his stupid grin. “and you couldn’t stay home and care for the kids?” “we’d get a babysitter.”

fali let out a loud laugh, leaning his head down and kissing her square on the lips. “maybe eywa made a good decision.”

[bellyasks]

Maybe some spacey fantasy and/or sci-fi ones? 🌕🌑🪐✨🌟💫☀️🌙

thankyouuu i didnt get super creative with it but i had fun jghfbdnsmj

🌕 Your character arrives at their colleague's place on another planet feeling plenty full after stopping for lunch on the way over. The other person is excited to share this planet's cuisine with their friend, though, considering your character has never been here, and has prepared an enormous dinner showcasing the best food the planet has to offer.

🌑 Having misplaced themself in the jungle of an unfamiliar planet, your character is growing hungrier and hungrier. Their belly may be empty, but the plants around them are filled with strange and colorful fruits. They have a guide book with them detailing which ones are edible to the planet's inhabitants, but there's still no knowing how the unfamiliar fruits will react with their not-even-from-here stomach. Well, what's the worst that could happen?

🪐 Your character is visiting a planet they've never been to before. They're very curious and a little bit of a foodie, and they're eager to try as much of the local cuisine as they can on their visit. Some of it they love, some they don't care for at all, some of it might be difficult for their belly to process since it's so different from anything they've eaten before, but they're thoroughly stuffed by the time their trip is through.

✨ Your character visits a space station cafe and sees that stardust is an optional additive. Curious, they order their drink with stardust, and the friendly tentacled barista adds a nice heaping scoop. As it turns out, stardust is extremely spicy, and your character is hiccuping and burping up glitter for the rest of their visit as they struggle to finish the drink.

🌟 Your character is some kind of massive cosmic entity, big enough to swallow stars. Normally, they only go for smaller ones, which fill them up nicely. Right now, though, they're feeling particularly hungry and manage to get their jaws around a very big one. It stretches the walls of their stomach with an enormous warmth. Do they enjoy the sensation, or is it too much?

💫 Your character has been traveling through the stars for ages without a break. They finally stop at an intergalactic rest stop with pretty limited food options. Hungry and exhausted, they grab something that they're pretty sure is compatible with their digestive system, although maybe not as compatible as they'd like it to be. Hopefully it doesn't have too wild an effect on their tummy, because they've still got a ways to fly.

☀️ Your character's primary food source is energy from the sun. When they're on their home planet, they absorb just the right amount of sunlight throughout the day, but if they visit a planet closer to the sun, they absorb that energy far more rapidly. They find themself frequently having to take shelter as they fill up uncomfortably quickly with sunlight, leaving them feeling bloated and sore.

🌙 Your character is lactose intolerant, but they're excited to learn that cheese from the moon is dairy-free. They visit the moon to pick some up and are so excited to eat cheese without consequences that they wildly overdo it. As it turns out, even dairy-free moon cheese upsets their tummy when they eat that much of it in one day.

[lamoreelovi]

SPOILED (MADARAME SHION X READER)

WARNING: Hints of sex, use of bad language, dirty talk (kinda?)

A/N: There will be a spicy part 2 for this one, i am actually collabing with my bestie and so we havent finished the spicy in part 2 so please bear with usss!! LOVE YALL THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT! 🥰

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Wattpad has those girls who get spoiled by their man, whether it be sexually or material things, well you're a part of that, except its not wattpad. Your man, Shion Madarame, was very popular around your town since he was a part of Tenjiku's big four (only the most brutal gangsters ever known) and despite his very brutal and vile attitude, he was soft with you. Always giving you those gentle and sweet touches, along with cuddles and kisses. And this day was no exception to that.

Shion just came home from his gang meeting. Blood stained tank top and cargo pants, and regardless how FILTHY he looked, he still stirred such lustful arousal in you. The way the blood and sweat drips from his body, was enough to get your panties wet.

"Another fight again, shion?"

He sits down as you ask worried but the arousal and lustfulness was obvious in your voice, a few minutes of silence and he replies, his voice deep and almost out of breath.

"Can't help it, baby.. A lot of guys just get on Izana's nerves.. can't break his rules now, can i?"

He pulls your waist closer to him, and gives your waist the most sloppy yet sweet kisses as he looks up at you, Shion liked to leave a lot of marks on parts of you that you can't hide, just to let every guy know that you belonged to someone. And not just someone, Shion Madarame, himself.

"Mmh.. baby.. I lost energy back there, but damn i'd have energy again if you let me fuck you, hm?"

And damn, you sure knew you were fucked because you really were abt to get fucked, lucky for you, he really needed a good night

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Part 2 will be released soon!! Please waittt!! Thankyouuu🥰

[clumsytra1t]

⋆｡°✩ Nikki ⋆｡°✩

OMGG NIKKII what are you doing here!!! with all seriousness, i rlly enjoyed making her, i always tend to make this cute sims and lately i've been challenging myself to create them with more with a streetwear style (to an extent ok? i'm still tying.) I like to pretend that she's a well recognized dj in some part of NYC but she would love to start participating in some raves... idk, my sim, my stoy thankyouuu.

as always, lmk down below what you think!

-1 sim, everyday outfit only, all cc included.

-I added their makeup in every outfit bc i know its so tideous and ily <3

some ground rules:

do not- claim them as your own

do not- upload them anywhere for download

do- (if u end up downloading and using them) @ me so i can see them! (feel free to change wtv you like)

do- lmk if you have ANY problems :)

if cc creators want me to link their cc, pls lmk and i'll do so!

ENJOY!!

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[sirensea14]

YES I READ IT AND IT WAS SOOO ADORABLE <3333 🥺💛💛💛💛💛💛 the whole interaction between kickin chicken and the reader was so cute!! 🫶🩷🩷🥹🥹🥹 (damn Ollie you have ruined the moment lmao) you did an amazing job sis!! And yes, it is VERY GOOD!! you know very well how to write :] 🤍🤍🤍 the one-shot was sad but also super adorable ;v; I am a sucker for childhood friends to lovers trope and it's hearwarming to see this adorable birdie still cares for Y/N even after he turned into a monster 😭😭😭

Youre makin me damn giggle in school owjjsjejjebe

Ksnsnnsnannsnsns thankyou thabkyou thankyouuu!!! Not much compliment my writing and i still feel like im still not that good at it yet. I really appreciate the fact that you liked it!

This might be my sign to make the part 2 XD (soon... Possibly around saturday and shit-or earlier if i aint busy lolz)

[lizaluvsthis]

What inspired you to write your story “Indigo Secret”?

Pd. LOVE YOUR COMIC 😄✨💙💜

Lets just say I just started to binge watch SMG4 episodes that include smg3 from the episodes/movies and ummm my explanation is probably gonna be a whole essay here :D

So um after WOTFI 2023 thats where I started to post my own story/comic about Indigo Secret since I generally want the notebook still focused on the comic AND also the growing relationship between him and SMG4 cuz these two are being indenial

I was also thinking that the ship, the notebook, the chemistry, any of those stuff filled in my plot or concept of what I will and WANT to make on the pages and it inspired me a whole lot of it.

(Would you be suprised if i also mentioned SNOWTRAPPED is also included as my inspiration? Yes.)

ALSO THANKYOUUU I'm super mentally ill about them because I hate gay people :) /nsrs

[trainingdummyrabbit]

WOAH ASK GAME BEAM can you do hokma... thankyouuu

HAI GETTING TO THIS FINALLY ILU HOKMA!!!!!!!!!!! i need to study him so so bad i swear. i say this about everybody and i mean it about everybody but Especially him. like benji what the FUCK was that. [motions generally to the smoke war] But This Aint About That Rightnow

ithink iwas watching through his cutscenes when i started getting Big Invested in lobcorp, and man. MANNN. i cant ramble abt him as well as other characters but his entire everything is SO fucking fascinating to me. the pre-suppression cutscene fucking HITS man. (the accelerating ticking followed by the pocketwatch click...... augh.)

hes a character that i LOVE seeing th change in between lc and ruina, Especially seeing how his earlier interactions (re: the scenes with roland) see him kinda... mulling things over still. i like seeing that he's still changing a bit even After the coresuppression+librarification ordeal.

i cant say i understand the substance of his character like i can other characters, but he's so distinct in the way he's written that its impossible to Not just. like him so much. its one of those Pointing Wordlessly At The Corkboard In Tears kinda things.

. OF COURSE. IM BIASED. BECAUSE. [MOTIONS TO ANGELA]

the interactions between him and angela in ruina are probably among if not my Favorite scenes in the entire game. it will Still bring me to tears despite the fact that i have watched them Multiple Multiple Times. it's his manner of speaking, honestly. it carries a weight to it that i find hard to describe.

i guess, as a whole, its the complexity of his character. while maybe not so dramatic in the grand scheme of things, the amount that he shifts and changes holds an amount of comfort, to me. its especially striking with him; hes just such a strong character and i respect him so so much.

gentle voiced old man ilove you.......................