#I had fun with this one :)

[wolfertinger666]

angel of death 🐇💀

(he/they)

[autiacorart]

wake up, new bond just dropped

[avastyetwats]

Memorable (and favorite) moments of Captain James Flint cursing.

[fred-the-god]

Au time continues, now featuring Remus

Belongs to previously mentioned unamed au

He’s a witch (like Virgil)

He has a pretty high amount of magic, but his raw magic is linked with Romans (they basically share the same magic battery) so that can be an issue sometimes. He is fairly skilled with his magic, he may not know a lot of normal spells, but he gets creative with it.

He is constantly fighting the urge to get more piercings, but his current facial piercings are: right eyebrow, bridge, nose, septum, smiley, snake bites, labret, and dimples. (All but one are ones my sister has/had) And he got 13 ear piercings

[glowonu]

I'm a Swimming Fool

wonwoo x gn reader

wc: 2.1k

themes: vague college!au, best friends to lovers

warnings: food mention, overuse of the word cute, wonwoo is down BAD

requested by the lovely @bethe-flower !! sorry that it took forever lol i got a bit carried away oops <3

“Yo Won! Look at these little guys!” You whisper loudly, trying not to be disruptive, but also trying to get your best friend’s attention. 

Wonwoo looks at you fondly, the blue of the aquarium tank reflecting in your eyes as they widen and sparkle as you excitedly observe the mini jellyfish floating around in the large tank. Your nose is almost touching the glass of the tank, and your hands are clasped in front of you. You almost look like you’re going to fall over, the way you’re leaning forward as you bounce on the balls of your feet. He grins and snaps a secret photo of you, and it seems that he must have been taking too long to respond. “Won!” You say, a little louder now, wiggling one of your legs impatiently despite the excited grin on your face. 

He chuckles and walks over close to you, leaning over your shoulder. “Oh? Do you know what they are?” He asks, ever the nerd, curious and probably wanting their latin name. 

You look up at him, eyes wide, a finger peeking out the sleeve of your hoodie to point at the jellies, “They’re friends…” 

Wonwoo snorts and pats your head, not unkindly. “Yeah yeah, you always say that,” he says, before walking over to the wall to read the little blurb about the jellyfish, trying to ignore how his brain is running 100 thoughts a second about how cute you are. 

“If you’re not careful they’ll replace your spot as my best friend,” You mutter under your breath, grabbing your phone out to take some pictures of the tank in front of you. 

Wonwoo scoffs, “That's rich coming from the one who eats seafood.” The smile on his face betrays the tone of his voice. 

You turn your head towards him, and if looks could kill, well, Jeon Wonwoo would be happy to die if it meant your eyes were on him. "Having a food intolerance does not give you a moral high ground, Wonwoo," you say. "Besides, I doubt the jellyfish would even want to be friends with you, you big meanie." You punctuate the end of your sentence by sticking out your tongue at him.  

He rolls his eyes fondly and grabs your arm, “C’mon, I wanna go see the sharks, you can put your honours research into good use and tell me all about them,” 

“Dude,” You grin, following him to the next section of the aquarium. “I’m not studying this stuff just to be your museum guide.” 

Wonwoo’s response dies on the tip of his tongue as you enter the next room, the large overhead tanks teeming with sharks, stingrays, and other sea life. His mouth falls slightly open as he takes it all in. You giggle, watching him, familiar with this response; the way he goes all quiet and observant whenever he sees something he’s interested in. Despite having been to this aquarium before, he looks on in quiet wonder. 

Nudging his side, you get him to move forward. “C’mon, we’re gonna block up the entryway,” He nods, pulling out his camera to start taking photos of the large fish. 

As you walk through the large exhibit, Wonwoo drinks up all the information you give him. From shark facts, to environmental policy, he listens, content and keen to learn. 

Suddenly, Wonwoo points towards a shark on a section of coral and rock on the floor of the tank. “What’s that?” he asks, in that deep but curious tone that he always seems to use when anything piques his interest. 

You look at the small spotted shark and let out a laugh, “That’s a catshark.” You look up at him with amusement, “Of course that would catch your attention the most Jeon,” 

Wonwoo looks bashful, a hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. “It's cute,” he says, justifying his attention. 

“Okay catboy, go take some photos of it and then let's go to the turtles,” Your teasing tone may not fail to give away the affection you feel for the dork standing in front of you, but if he looked your way he would see it written all over your face. 

___

“I wanna get a jellyfish one! Or… maybe a turtle,” You think aloud while Wonwoo hums as the both of you look at the vast range of plush toys in the aquarium gift shop. “We could get matching jelly-” You start, turning towards Wonwoo, “Oh,”

Wonwoo’s face heats up as he stares back at you, holding two catshark plushies that he pulled out of the massive bin of soft toys underneath the shelves you had been looking at. “Or we could get one of these?” He offers tentatively. 

Your face softens into a sweet smile. “Okay, let's do it, but let me find a jellyfish keyring too!” 

Wonwoo smiles back at you before heading to the back of the line for the register. As he does so, the young girl in front of him taps him on the knee. 

“Mister,” She starts, timidly, her grandparent smiling encouragingly from just behind her. “I just wanted to say.. You and your partner are very cute,” 

Wonwoo’s face burns red, he nods and smiles awkwardly at the girl before she runs back to her grandparent. He fiddles with the tags on the soft toys before you appear next to him. 

“I found the keyrings!” You exclaim, smiling brightly at Wonwoo. “They were surprisingly hard to find..” You murmur as you shake the small jellyfish trinkets, watching the glitter move around in the middle of the keyring.

Wonwoo hopes his blush has settled as he smiles only slightly awkwardly back at you. “Did you get one for me?” He asks, taking a step forward in the line. 

“Of course!” The keychains clink in your hand as you reply. 

Wonwoo smiles at you before looking forward. His mind is running a hundred miles per hour; is it weird that he’s not talking? Is it awkward? Should he say something? Do the both of you really look like a couple? Would you hate it if you both did? 

“Thanks, Next!” The younger looking student at the counter snaps him back into reality, hands up, ready to take and scan the items. He pops the plushies onto the counter, and you wait patiently behind him. You place your head on his shoulder as he pays and his cheeks heat up at the contact. 

He doesn’t understand why all of this is affecting him now - his friends have never failed to give him crap about this before. Apparently all it takes is a little girl, a stranger, to compliment him on his chemistry with you and his whole world falls apart. He pays for the plushies and moves to the side so you can buy the keyrings.

“Earth to Wonwoo!” You call out to him once you’re done paying. “What's going on in that head of yours?” 

He grins at you sheepishly, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” before linking his arm with yours in a way that he hopes is not awkward and not Too Much.

You roll your eyes, “Come on, lets go get some lunch, I was thinking of going to get malatang,” 

“Lead the way,” He chuckles as you drag him out of the giftshop, bumping your head against him. 

___

You’re sat opposite him after ordering, the hotpot restaurant relatively quiet for a friday. “Where are you gonna put your keychain?” you ask, pulling the trinkets out of the paper bag and placing them on the table between you. 

He raises an eyebrow at you, “On my keys?” He says, picking up one of them and gently taking the price tag off of it. “Are you not?” 

You roll your eyes, “Fair enough I guess.” You pull out your card wallet from your tote bag. Wonwoo looks on affectionately as he realises that it's the wallet he got you in your first year of uni, when he, a year ahead of you, had gone abroad and brought back a collection of souvenirs for you. He notes the wear and tear on the corners and the cute sticker on the back of it as you hook the key ring onto the eyelet of the wallet. 

“Look! How cute does it look? So much better than just on my keys right?” You hold up the wallet proudly, shaking it slightly so that the key ring shakes. He fondly notices how the glitter in the trinket matches the chipped gel on your fingernails. 

Pouting slightly with one eyebrow raised, he replies; “You think I’m lame for having it on my keys?” 

You let out a laugh and a snort, “Wonwoo, you are so lame wherever you put it.” 

“Hey!” He cries indignantly, fighting the smile off of his face. “ Fine, I won’t put it anywhere then.” 

The smile drops off of your face, “No!” You whine, “Give me your camera bag, it’ll be cute on there,” 

He acquiesces silently, handing his little point and shoot camera bag over for you to fiddle with. Your tongue sticks out as you focus, looking for a place secure enough to put the keychain onto. Happy with the little strap on the side of the bag, you clip the keychain on. 

Wonwoo watches on adoringly as you happily place the camera bag down on the table next to your wallet. Satisfied with the placement of both of the keyrings, you pull your phone out to take photos of them together, ready to upload to your instagram story. From the glittery shark stickers and the Sana photocard on the back of your phone to the way you bite your lip in excitement over even the littlest of things, Wonwoo can’t get over you or himself. 

“Have I always been down this bad for you?” 

Suddenly you’re looking up at him, eyes blown out big and wide as you stare at him, mouth dropped open. “Wh-What did you just say?” 

Out of the blue, the waiter appears with two large bowls of steaming malatang, “Wonwoo?” He asks. 

Wonwoo nods, lips pressed together tightly, hoping and wishing that this is enough distraction for you to forget what he unknowingly said aloud. He knows he’s wishing in vain. “Y/n?” The waiter continues. 

“Uh yep! Thank you so much! It looks so good!” You say, breathily, fiddling with the napkin and chopsticks next to the bowl. 

“It really does,” Wonwoo murmurs after the waiter has left. He mixes in the coriander and spring onion garnish on the top as he wills his ears and cheeks to cool. 

“Don’t you dare pretend what you just said didn’t happen, Wonwoo.” He looks up to see you staring at him intently. “Were you serious?” You ask, your voice now soft and vulnerable. 

“Of course,” he replies, just as softly. “How could I not be? You’re my best friend, my biggest support, and,” he chuckles, shaking his head before he looks back at you, “I don’t think there is anyone in the entire world as sweet as you, no matter how much you pay me out for everything I do.” 

“Oh,” you breathe out, a smile creeping shyly onto your face. 

“Y/n, I can’t imagine not having you by my side.” His hand reaches out tentatively to yours, stopping you from fiddling with the napkin nervously. “And I am hoping so much for the chance that you feel, at least a little bit the same way… and that I’m not just making a complete fool of myself.” 

Wonwoo’s breath catches as he sees the shyness in your eyes, and how your lip is caught in between your teeth in excitement. “Won, you are such a nerd, of course I feel the same.” You giggle and take his hand. “And, for the record, you’re always making a fool of yourself,” 

“Hey!” He pouts before a smile breaks out on his face. You grin back at him, and let his hand go, not without a good squeeze. This time, he smiles back freely, the affection written in bold across his face, before he grabs his chopsticks and digs in. 

___

Later that night, after the both of you finish up with the rest of the plans you had for the day and after he had driven you home, Wonwoo lays on his bed, catshark plushie squished snug against his chest. He scrolls through instagram absentmindedly before he gets a new notification. 

Instagram

>> @/jellyyn tagged you in their story

Wonwoo taps on the notification and smiles softly as the photo of your matching keyrings covers his screen. His grin widens as he sees the caption and the cute heart stickers that you’ve added to the post. 

matching jellies for the boyfie and i <33 

He snorts as he reads the even smaller text underneath; 

promoted him to boyfriend so the jellyfish could replace him as my new best friend hehe 🤍

[kleoplasm]

Drawing old ao3 screenshots>>> (I do believe the fic is Sweet deception and its benefits - Shookspeare<3)

[bloodpen-to-paper]

Me when I get kidnapped by Blue after getting spawn-killed by Pierre, go along with him to kill Roier while actually secretly warning Roier so he can kill Pierre, find Green's super secret op goblin trader that I didn't even know existed, somehow caging it right from under Pierre and Bad's noses, run away after Pierre and Bad disappear out of nowhere, and finally join a team call with Foolish to him saying "Is it too early for Christmas music?":

[semisolidmind]

I’m getting the feeling that in terms of brutality, Da Xia is on par with her Daddy.

I gotta know, if Wukong was willing to kill Macaque when he decided he wasn’t sharing anymore, would she be willing to kill Jun and her other brothers if they decided to stand against Wukong and take their mother away?

brutal is one way to describe it.

she’s more into treasure hunting than fratricide, but that’s not to say the cain instinct doesn’t kick in every now and again

[honnneyz]

Dew

- I hopped on the sonadow fankid wagon too :)

[angeart]

grumbo week 2024 — #1 - souls

mumbo stole grian's soul in season 8, making them soul linked. except, what if grian was an avian and mumbo was a vampire, and the traits started manifesting both ways...?

-- prompts by @grumboweek

[toastlyeggs]

Can you draw Kenny being picked up by his hood scruff like a newborn cat <3

-#

(to the tune of "Put It Down") put him down

[bugdogg]

Awfulness

[scholastic-dragon]

Kiss on the corner of the mouth with the Purple menace? (Whichever movie/cartoon iteration you prefer)

But could I suggest framing it like a reaction thing?

And the girlfriend is generally shy most of the time. Except she was the one to make the first move asking him out. The one to initiate hand-holding and now the first one to give a light kiss. So she's sorta ballsy to an extent.

Maybe it gets steamy when Don realises he's been holding back for nothing.

yes I love this

I'm doing Rise Donnie cause I feel like that works the best!

Rise!Donnie x Fem!reader

Holding Back

Warnings: both Donnie and Reader are over 18, don't throw a fit there are no minors here, spelling mistakes, smootches, first time making out, up against a wall kiss, almost feral donnie,

Being bold wasn't exactly something you were used to.

As Mikey put it, you liked to hide in your shell. You got nervous and overstimulated quite fast, so you preferred to let others take the lead.

But with Donnie, you almost had to take the lead. You were the one to confess your feelings while eating pizza on some roof somewhere after midnight.

The one to plan dates and snuggle up into his side during movie nights. You reached for his hand when he was walking you home after movie nights and gave him extra long hugs goodbye.

And while Donnie never stopped your advances, he didn't actively make any.

You knew he struggled with affection, but sometimes it felt like he just didn't care.

Thankfully, his brothers and April constantly reminded you and showed you the little things he did that proved he liked you.

Your name in his contacts had a little heart, his lock screen was a selfie you both had taken, you were his emergency contact and your hand print had been added to the lair's security system in case of emergencies.

For Donnie those things were huge acts of trusts and it gave you comfort knowing those things.

Now you were walking hand in hand after movie night, he had just helped you up the fire escape and opened your living room window. You both stepped inside, and you couldn't help but stare at him. He, of course, was oblivious.

"....anyway, Raph and Leo wanted to go to another wrestling match this weekend, so I should be able to clear my schedule enough to make time for another date."

Oh shoot, had he been talking this whole time?

It was easy to get distracted looking at him, he had a strong jaw, handsome cheekbones and broad shoulders and arms.

"Y/n?" He waved a three fingered hand in front of your face.

Shoot! He was still talking!

"Uh...what?"

He shook his head. "Are you feeling alright? You've been zoning in and out all night," He pressed the back of his hand to your forehead.

You laughed, feeling yourself blush. "Yeah, just thinking,"

"Yeah, aren't we all," Donnie smiled, looking down at his watch. "Well, it's getting a bit late,"

"Right, goodnight, honey, I'll text you in the morning on my way to work," You weren't sure what came over you, but you leaned forward, kissing the corner of his mouth.

He froze, eyes squinted, standing still as stone: it didn't even look like he was breathing. You almost thought you broke him.

"What...?" He choked out, thankful his blushing wasn't as obvious as yours.

"It was a kiss goodnight," You chuckled, silently hoping you didn't make him uncomfortable.

"Are we at the kissing stage?" He asked with full seriousness, still not moving.

"Um...yeah, I guess we can be," You laughed softly, shrugging your shoulders.

Donnie inhaled sharply, coming out of his trance and stepping toward you. Lifting his hands, he cupped the sides of your face, tipped your head back and started to lean in.

Oh, geez, was he really about to do this now?

As gently and softly as he could, Donnie pressed a kiss to your lips. You sighed, relaxing into his embrace, your arms travelling up his wrists and squeezing his biceps.

As you kissed him back, you felt something switch in him. his arms went rigid and he sucked in a deep breath.

"Donnie?" You asked breathlessly, and that only sent him over the edge more. Pulling you in a circle, Donnie pressed you against your living room wall, right next to your still open window.

Using his plastron he kept you pinned against the wall, his arms gripping your hips and roughly squeezing your sides as they traveled up.

He kissed you again, this time much harder, teeth and tongue and groans getting lost between your bodies. One hand slipped behind you, curling around your lower back and reaching across to grab you hip, making you hook your leg around his waist.

At your gasp, his tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring and learning every part of you.

Your hands massaged up his arms, then his shoulders before twirling his bandanna tails around your fingers.

Feeling a burning in his chest, Donnie pulled away, a thick strong of saliva connecting you both. Panting and chest heaving as you stared at one another.

Through his heavy breathing you heard the faintest chirps and purrs coming from him.

You giggled softly, pressing your forehead to his.

"That was...." Breathlessly chuckling, you gave him a quick peck.

"Yeah, I...um, I didn't know if you were comfortable or okay with us kissing, so I just refrained from trying,"

"Why on earth would I be uncomfortable kissing you?"

"I'm a turtle," You both chuckled softly. "By all accounts it seemed like a simple no,"

"Does this seem like a 'no' to you?" Wrapping your arms tighter around his neck you pulled his chest flush to yours, your lips ghosting his. Your leg pulling on his hip to keep him close, he widened his stance to hold part of your weight.

"It most certainly does not,"

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[pastaxandria]

The Red Thread: Chapter 157

The Library of Pastaxandria has recorded for its shelves: Chapter 157 of The Red Thread.

Ship: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Chapter Summary:

“Can I make a suggestion?” Foggy’s voice came out strangled and choked. “Like, just a-a little one?” “No. You can shut the fuck up and let her talk.” Your eyes darted right and then left, your gaze leaping from the trash can to the fridge and then up to the dividing wall it sat against. Karen narrowed her eyes, pointedly taking one step further into the kitchen. “Stop trying to figure out if you can escape by climbing the furniture.” “I wasn’t,” you said defensively. Lie.

Wordcount: 7.4k

Warnings for this chapter: some sexual innuendo but other than that, you're good!

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