#Moot spaghetti

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Ah, childhood memories (Patreon)

[pizzarink]

Gift for the amazing @oddpizza ^^ !! <3

I was bored, and REALLY wanted to draw these two. So.. tada!

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Ennard stimboard & pride icon (if they're open)

Stimbord ; wires, eyes, robots, spaghetti

Uhh, whichever flag means not loving people romantically (I keep forgetting x{)

It's aromantic :3

Warning for flashing lights below cut!

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Ennard stimboard

Requested by: @the-bite-of-87-lol

Themes: wires, clowns, spaghetti

Song:

[sp1derc1der]

I was inspired by @memory-of-cheese’s comment about Dragon!Cyrus, so have Dragon!Cyrus in spaghetti

(Insert cold spaghetti joke here)

I did this in ibispaint because it’s easier to redraw memes in it

[keeksandgigz]

trademark: being my cute witchy girlfriend 👉🏻👈🏻

is this you asking me to be your girlfriend cause... i accept

[woobab]

Updated reference sheet for Em! (Pizza Tower sona!) plus a bonus doodle for funsies,,,

Reblogs are highly appreciated <33

[bradshawsbitch]

if these gifs are re-posted i will sob okay? if you re-post you automatically owe me 12 dollars and also a stuffy

[luckygetolover]

media literacy challenge go!!!!! oh no, someones already failed :(

[zen-zen-v]

"Immortal toddlers covered in forbidden spaghetti sauce" 1475 AD, colorized

Thanks to one of my lovely moots for this thought x)

[book-girl4evaaa]

Y'all this is going to become my moots list so please please please comment if you're my moot! Love y'all!

@thefantasybean - Shreeko! ✨ One of my besties, my wife (no# 3) and awesomeeee!

@sxturn-to-mxrs - mini! 🩷 Best music taste everrr and super awesome

@imobsessed123 - Lexi! 🌷 Super coolll

@nerdy-girlramblings - Lola! 💜 Lovely and asks the best questions

@serendipitous-girl - Lori! 🎀 Really nice and great to be around <333

@queenie-blackthorn - Queenie! 🪻 She's so cool omd all her posts are amazing and she's just so awesome

@lees-chaotic-brain - Lee! 🎉 I don't know her that well yet but she's cool

@eddie-spagetthi - Spaghetti! 😍 So pookie I love her, super glad I followed her

@aspenaspenaspenaspenaspen - Aspen! 🩵 Her art is AMAZINGGGGGG also she's super lovely and I'm really glad that I know her!

@the-slowest-turtle IJA! 🐢 Literally a sister to me I love her sooo much

@fish-ofishial45 - Fishy/Angel! 🐟 Designated responsible person, AMAZING writer, awesome just awesome

@dragonerd8224 - Draco! 🩶 Super sweet, I'm glad we're moots!

@auroraofthesun1 - Aurora! 🧡 She's so cool and awesome and gives off the prettiest vibes. A rawr goes the dinosaur

@baguettes-and-biscuits - Nyota! 🥖 She's really cool, even if we don't talk often lol

@ace--of-all-trades - Ace! 🃏 They are like super awesome-sauce, honestly their existence is a huge slay

@brokendarkfairyempressforever - Sabreen! ❣️ She is super awesome and incredible, words cannot describe how important she is to me, like she is such a slay, I love her even more than her cat

@jeahreading - Jeah! 📔 Super awesome and we must talk more

@paloma-ascends-into-hellfire - PALOMAAAAA! 💃 I actually love them so much they are awesome, mixed kids unite, fellow theatre kid, feel like you are my really cool older sister or really cool future version of me

@thishumanformislimiting - Emelin! 🤸‍♀️ Another version of me but a lot cooler

@thatrandomlemononyourcounter1 - CJ! 🩵 One of mah besties, marvel foreverrr

[nkirukaj]

The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe (6)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: Angst/Fluff (& Humor!)

Word Count: 2.7K

<Chapter 5

6. Ducky

“Okay, so is it true that your birthday is October 31st?” she asks

“Haha, no.”

“Really? When is it then?”

He puts his finger to his chin “Nobody was really keeping time when I was created, so I’m not really sure.” He grins at her “I was never ‘born’ either, so it’s a bit of a moot point. When’s your birthday?”

“November 1st,” she answers “I was born in 1996.”

“Wait, what year is it on Earth?”

“Well, it was 2024 when I died so…”

“Golly! That’s it? It feels like it’s been an eternity!”

“Well, that is an eternity to us!” Voe laughs

She had been spending a bit of time with Lucifer since he had consoled her the week before. She was in his tower now, just getting to know him a bit better, trading information about each other.

“Is your hat your crown?”

He glances back at his top hat on the desk “Yeah, kind of. It has a crown in it.”

She gets giddy “Can I wear it?”

“Sure!’ He hands it to her and she squeals all excited

She takes the hat and places it on her head, taking selfies with it on.

“You wanna take a picture?”

“You want to take a picture? With me?” he seems shocked and caught a bit off guard

“Fuck yeah! Come here!” she reaches for him and he comes into the frame of her camera “Okay let’s do silly faces.” They make funny eyes and stick their tongues out, laughing at themselves the whole time

“Can we do cutesy pictures?” He asks

“Of course King!” She presses her face against his face and they both do cute little smiles, he blows a raspberry against her cheek while she laughs when a knock is heard at the door

“Come in!” Lucifer calls

It’s Charlie. She comes in sounding bright as ever “Hey Dad I just wanted to see if you-“ She stops in her tracks, retreating into herself “Hey Voe.”

“Hey,” she waves at the Princess

Lucifer sits up straight “What did you need sweetie?”

“I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out or talk, but I see that you’re busy so I’ll-“

“No no, me and Ducky were just finishing up.”

“Ducky?” Charlie questions while Lucifer blushes

Voe stands “That’s me. I suppose I can head out. Bye Luci,” she bats her lashes at him going to walk out “Oh!’ She takes the hat off of her head and hands it to Charlie “Put that back please?” exiting the room.

She takes the elevator down to the parlor, where Angel, Niffty, Husk, and Alastor are occupying the space. Occupying the same space, but all doing separate things. She heads over to Angel, who’s lying on the couch texting on his phone.

“Hiya,”

“‘Sup?”

“Just editing these pictures.”

“Don’t make ‘em too bright,”

She snorts “That’s a rookie’s mistake. I’m a pro.”

“Okay pro,” he smiles, his gold tooth shining in the parlor light “What’s the picture of?” She tilts her phone over to show him the photo “Is that Lucifer? When was you taking pics with the big dick in charge?”

Voe smirks “Just a few minutes ago, then Charlie came up and-“

“Interrupted you ‘bout to get dick from the big dick?”

Voe turns pinkish and pushes the spider “Uhh no!”

“Mhmm, I know how you get down dollface.”

Niffty crawls into her lap “Can I see Mommy?”

Angel raises his brow, Voe whispers “I don’t know, she just started calling me that.” She puts the phone in front of Niffty

“Ooo, look at his claws! *Rawr*” Niffty bares her little claws

“Real close to your neck toots” 

“Okay, it’s not even all that.” Voe rolls her eyes

Angel seems very unconvinced, pursing his lips and squinting his eyes.

She turns to the kitchen where Alastor is focused on yet another meal “What you cookin’ today Bucky?”

“Something casual,” Alastor responds “Just spaghetti.”

“Better not be breaking the noodles,” Angel says vaguely threatening

“What’s wrong with breaking the noodles?” she asked him, now rubbing Niffty’s hair.

Angel looks at her disgusted “Everything,”

“Such as?”

“I don’t even wanna talk about it,”

She shrugs “I just assumed you would break the noodles. Like, does everyone not break them?”

“I can’t believe this. W-what am I hearing?”

“You break the noodles Bucky?”

“Of course my dear.”

Angel covers his ears “I’m living in a hotel of heathens!”

Voe looks around “Everyone I’ve ever known or seen cook spaghetti has broken the noodles. I mean, how else would you fit them in the pot?”

“You’re supposed to boil the bottom and then push the rest in!”

“How do you know when to do that?”

“You keep watching it!” Angel curls up into a ball “This conversation is painful!”

Voe shrugs “Maybe it’s just a Black person thing.” She turns around toward Alastor “Are you Black?” Voe asked the Radio Demon, getting microphone feedback in response. The others stare at her “What?”

“Hey! How would you feel if someone asked you if you were Black?” Angel chimed in 

“I’d feel fine, and I’d answer. Because I am Black.”

“Really? I thought you were Italian like me.”

“Okay, first me being Italian would not preclude me from being Black, and second, why does everyone think I’m Italian?” she pinches her fingers together

“First of all, your hand gestures, second of all your accent.” “I’m just from New York!”

“Hey me too!”

“That doesn’t matter!” She turns back to Alastor “Are you Black?”

Alastor’s brain doesn’t know how to process that question, so he is frozen in place while Voe sits and waits for an answer.

“Hey.” She goes up to him to make sure he hears her. “Are you?”

He turns to face her, his smile static and unnerving “Why?” his eyelid is twitching

“Well, you’re a Louisiana boy, and you said that your mom made that jambalaya recipe, and you speak French. And also you break the noodles”

“So?” Angel asked from the couch

Voe turns to acknowledge him “So…that sounds like a recipe for a Creole.” She turns back to Alastor “Are you?”

“N-no,” he lies

Voe watches him for a few moments after he answers. She does not believe him but does not press him, as she can finally sense his unease with the question, and decides to get more information later.

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“So what exactly does it mean to be an Overlord?”

Voe stood in the parlor in front of her mounted smartphone and waited for the audience to give her responses.

be a bad bitch

be Bomb

be powerfll

“Well, that can’t be it. ‘Cuz if that was it, I’d already be one!” She tosses her hair back over her shoulder.

the Vs are overlords

yeah!!

true true

“Oh, they are, are they?” Voe strokes her chin with her index finger “But like, what does that mean?”

being an overlord is about owning souls mamas

“Owning souls? Is that why Velvette asked me to sign away ownership of mine?”

you work for velvette???? no wayyyy

i wish she owned my soul :(

tbh i’d give you my soul if you asked

“Wait,” she acknowledges the last comment “You’d give me your soul? Just like that? You wouldn’t want anything for it?”

hell yea!

fuck yes

i’d get to see that ass evryday that’s enuf for me

Voe ponders a bit more “Wait, so how many of you would want me to own you if I was an Overlord?”

Lots of commenters sent in hand emojis, indicating that they would want to be owned by her. She smirked at the thought of gaining that kind of power.

back in the day you had to kill other overlords

that’s what the radio demon did

he was killin’ all them bitches!

“So, Alastor is an Overlord?” She leans into the camera to read the comments

yeah!

he’s like the most powerful one

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

that’s debatable

i think the vees are btter tbh

“Okay, you guy’s spelling mistakes are driving me mad!” she huffs in frustration

BITCH GOT HIS ASS KICKED :P

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

REMEMBER THAT SHIT???

YOOOOOOOO

“What are you talking about?” She asked the live

yooo she got here after the whole shit with extermination day!!

“Extermination day?? What the fuck?! Explain, now”

 BASICALLY EXTERMINATION DAY IS WHEN HEAVEN COMES DOWN AND KILLS US LIKE EVERY YEAR, SO WE DON’T LIKE OVERPOPULAT E OR WHATEVER

AND LAST EXTERMINATION DYA RADIO DEMON FOUGHT THE LEADER OF THE ANGELS

adam

YEA ADAM

and adam kicked his ass

HE RAN AWAY LIKE A PUSSY

“Um, ew gendered language. And oh, this is not something I knew. I love all the tea being spilled tonight.” She pretends to drink from a teacup

NAH HE WEAK FR

tbh you could prolly kick his pussy ass

“Well, I don’t wanna fight him. I don’t really fight men.” she leans back from the camera “I destroy them from the inside.” she clenches her fist with evil intent in her eyes. “Wait, if he’s an Overlord though, does that mean he owns souls?”

FUCK YEAH

he owns mad souls

HIS BITCH ASS OWNS ME

Voe sits and ponders this new information. If Alastor is an Overlord and had this much power at his disposal, why was she given so much leeway? 

“Does he get like really rampage-y when he’s mad?”

hell yeah

can’t believe you’ve been there all this time and haven’t heard all this stuff

THIS BITCH BEEN UNDER A ROCK

he use to rip peoples souls apart and put them on his radio broadcast

“Ohhh, that’s why he’s called the Radio Demon.  Okay, that makes way more sense, because I deadass thought it was because y’all knew man’s was obsessed with radio and old 1920s-looking shit and I’m like how did y’all figure that out? Like, did he tell y’all that? Like why would he tell y’all that?”

wait wym girl??

nah do tell

1920s shit like what??

“Oh, like obviously he’s obsessed with radios, but like he won’t let Charlie update the TV, even though he’s not the one that has to watch it. I’m like ‘Girl stand up for yourself!’, but she don’t. He also gets mad when he sees other people using their phones. Like, how you mad that other people are enjoying tech after 1930? Like, we not making you use it. And he still looks at me sideways when I talk about being an influencer. He told me ‘that’s not a real thing’, like obvi, it is!” She starts laughing as she remembers something “BRUH, guys like a few weeks ago, he saw my speaker, which looks like this,” she lifts her speaker into the camera “ and was like ‘that’s not a speaker, it is a box with small holes in it.’ and I’m like ‘no???’ and I stood there and explained to this GROWN ASS MAN how Bluetooth works, and when I was done, he looked at me like this.” She tilts her head to the side and opens her eyes wide to an exaggerated degree, to look stupid “like his brain didn’t work or something” She starts cackling and clapping at how amused she is with herself.

girl

GIRL

oooo you in trouble lmao

BITCH WATCH OUT!

NAH WE BOUT TO SEE THE TUMBLE OF THE CENTURY XD

“Hmm?” her laughter dies down, she raises a brow “What?”

Alastor clears his throat behind her, and she turns to meet his gaze. “If you have something to say, my dear, say it to me. Not to your little ‘fans’ on your little picture box.”

“Well, the thing I’m recounting was a conversation we had, so it’s not like you were unaware of it. Or did you forget?” She crosses her arms “Fossil,”

Alastor widens his eyes, surprised at her boldness, given the things he knew about her. This was the direction she wanted to take their relationship in? After the things he’d seen? 

“My dear, did we forget your bout of tears because I did not want you touching me?”

A blush rises up her neck “I told you I wasn’t crying. And that’s not even why I was upset.”

“Really? And why were you so upset? Apparently, you cried to Lucifer? Or so I’ve heard.”

“I was upset because you’re an ass, and I didn’t cry to Lucifer. He just happened to be there. Why does it matter to you anyway? Why are you keeping tabs on me? Why do you need to know what I’m up to and who I’m with hmm?”

“Why do you need to talk about me?”

“I don’t. My viewers just brought you up, and I told them something that I thought was funny. You can relax Bucky, you are not the center of the universe.”

Alastor looks at her full of condescension, and dissipates into shadows. Voe turns back to her still going live. “Yeah, trot along deer boy.”

girl i was already planning your funeral

I THOUGHT WE WAS GONNA LOSE U :’(

see? pussy

“Okay, I’m still not liking the gendered language,” she speaks to the screen

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“Who is it?”

“It’s me!” Voe opens the door, leaning in “Ducky,” she bites her lip, teasing him before entering

Lucifer slaps his forehead “I cannot believe I said that in front of Charlie.”

“Me either, but I’m owning it. I’m a cute little duckling.” She laughs sitting down next to him “What’s up on the agenda Your Majesty?’

“I told you, you can just call me Lucifer,” his eyes are kind and soft

“I know, but I like the power dynamics involved.” she makes her eyes seductive

Lucifer’s neck turns red and he loosens his tie slightly “I’m just sorting all my rubber ducks.” he tells her

“Hmm,” She reaches over him for his top hat, and the blush rises further up his throat. She places the hat on her head “I love this thing,” 

He stares at her and sighs, smiling. He blinks regaining his thoughts “Did you want to see them?”

“The ducks? Sure!”

He gestures to his creations, she starts touching them. He clears his throat “I saw your live by the way. Good job, standing up for yourself,”

Voe widens her eyes “The King of Hell watched my live?”

He laughs “Yeah! I’ve been watching them since I met you!”

“Wow, I am honored!” She smiles really big and it’s sweet

“Oh c’mon, it’s not anything more special than us sitting here and talking.”

“I’m honored for that too.”

He waves her off “It’s nothing.”

“No,” she touches his hand “I really am honored. I’m being serious. You’re the King of Hell, who knows what important stuff you have to be doing. Including making these ducks! But you took the time to console me when I was upset. I mean, I’m pretty important, but compared to a King? It really means a lot to me. Thank you.”

Lucifer’s eyes are watery while listening to her, but he scrambles to hide it when she looks back up at him

“Is this a Charlie duck?” She holds up one that looks like his daughter

He blushes “Um, yeah. I made it for her, but haven’t found the right time to give it to her.”

She looks through them further “And Vaggie!”

Lucifer mumbles under his breath “Oh, Vaggie”

“Here’s Niffty, and Husker, How did you make one of Angel? And-“ she looks back at Lucifer with wide eyes and a laugh dancing on her lips “Is this Alastor?”

Lucifer’s blush takes over his whole face “I make them when I’m feeling intense emotion.”

“Wow, I’ve never seen a rubber duck look murderous before. Oh-“ she picks up a little stick “Is this its tiny cane?” She laughs in delight “These are amazing. You have to make me one, please. I will pay you.”

“Oh no no no, definitely not. If I make you one, it’s on the house.”

She moves closer “Not if Lucifer, when. You are going to make me a rubber duck that looks like me.” She walks her fingers up his chest and pulls on his bowtie “Understand?”

He swallows “Yes ma’am.”

“That’s right, be a good boy for Ducky.” she winks

A/N: Hey! Here to remind you to PLEASE comment when you're done reading! Comment and reblog to let me (the author) know how much you liked it! Thanks, and have a great day!

Chapter 7>

[kquil]

PASSING NOTES

PAIR. : Remus L. x Eryn (moot)

SUM. : the silent pining between eryn and remus doesn't go unnoticed by their students and they soon grow a fanclub of little stalker cupids pairing them together

TAGS : silent pining ; passing notes ; modern au ; teachers au ; remus wears a suit and tie to school ; christmas decorating in the classroom ; cute lunch dates ; a classroom full of little stalkers and cupids ; the students shipping their teachers together ; fluff ; just fluff ; just admit you like each other already!

LENGTH : 1.9k

DEDICATED TO @diputy (1k cake request)

EVENT : CLOSED

“Oh! Remus?” you call out softly, reaching towards the tall brunette, who stops in his tracks to look at you fondly. 

“Yes, Eryn?” he asks, voice smooth and deliciously rich as his lips tug up into a charming smile. You won’t tell him but his warm gaze has your heart melting into the floor. 

“May I?” your hands reach up towards his collar and tie, waiting for his permission – a soft, accepting nod – before you proceed to adjust his mini-floral print tie. Working in a primary school with young children doesn’t entail very strict uniform or attire for the teachers, however, Remus continually insists on wearing a debonair suit and tie. He looks incredibly handsome in it so you have no room for complaints, it’s just that your choices of attire never seem to stack up well compared to his. 

Unbeknownst to you, Remus adores your choice of clothes because you look gorgeous no matter what you wear. You could wear a bin bag and he’d still be drawn to you, admiring your cute face, sweet lips and pretty eyes. He still fondly remembers when he first met you in university, where the two of you were working towards the same teaching degree. It was only his luck that the two of you managed to end up working together in the same school. 

“Thanks Eryn,” Remus’ chocolate brown eyes stare lovingly at you, “I bet I’d look like a mess without you, regardless of the suit,”

“You’re welcome,” as you happily chirp the comment, the two of you share a moment of soft serenity, comfortably close and exchanging sweet smiles. You don’t know how long the two of you would have stayed like that if it weren’t for a round of giggles breaking through the atmosphere. Synchronously, you and Remus turn to face a group of your students, all girls, huddled together with their little hands over their smiling lips as they giggle up a storm. They stare up at you and Remus with most deviously sparkling doe eyes. 

“Miss Eryn, is Mr Lupin your boyfriend?” one of them asks, earning a laugh from the tall brunette and leaves you to hurry the girls along as classes were about to start soon, never giving them an answer. 

“You weren’t much help, Rem,” 

“We work with children, you should expect fun questions like that,” he pokes your cheek playfully, “now stop being grumpy,” with a hand on the small of your back, he walks with you to your first lesson of the day. 

It was lunch time and since you and Remus had been close friends since university, you’ve gotten into the habit of packing and sharing lunches to eat together in your classroom. Today, it was your turn to cook lunch and you had gone with a simple spaghetti and meatballs with a side of cheesy garlic bread. To thank you for cooking, Remus went to heat up the spaghetti and garlic bread in the staffroom microwave before rejoining you in the classroom, where you were decluttering your desk. 

“This is delicious Eryn,” Remus compliments as you laugh. 

“You haven’t even tried the spaghetti and meatballs yet, dummy,” 

With a gentle touch, he reaches up and wipes some sauce away with a napkin, fond eyes staring at your lips as his fingertips tickle from the brief feel of their softness, “well…” he hums thoughtfully around his bite of cheesy garlic bread, “you know how much I love my garlic bread,”

“What can I say?” you start jokingly, “I know the way to a man’s heart,”

He laughs with his head thrown back and meets your eyes again with a spark of mischief in his chocolate orbs, “that you do,” his light-hearted comment makes your heart race and you barely miss him transferring one of his meatballs onto your serving of spaghetti. When you look down and smile happily at the extra serving, you also miss the look of hopeless admiration Remus stares at you with. 

“Lady and the Tramp!” snapping your head to the side, you observe another group of mischievous eyes peeking in through the glass portions of your door and have to keep yourself from rolling your eyes and grinning at the impish children who’ve made a habit of stalking you and your colleague, “That happened in Lady and the Tramp!”

“That means they’re in love!” a smouldering heat explodes over the apples of your cheeks and any attempt you make of quashing their chattering falls on deaf ears. Rather than children, they more so adopted the habits of a flock of sheep and a moshpit of ‘love’ and ‘they love each other’ and  ‘they’re boyfriend and girlfriend!’ echoes through the hallway as they make their escape back to their lunch break.

Again, Remus was of no help to you and laughed with his full body from the encounter, hands clutching at his stomach as his chin tips his head back. Unable to help yourself, you soon join in his laughter, eyes catching a brief glimpse of pink on his cheeks. 

Another day at school and it’s break time. You have just half an hour to put up Christmas decorations before the kids come back and you’re hurrying to put up the tinsel with a staple gun on a board. The only problem was that you were far too short to be putting up decorations without the aid of a stool. Huffy, you succumb to putting up the lower decorations first and leave the tinsel on the desks close by. 

To get into the Christmas-y mood, you have some faint festive songs playing in the background. Filling the air with a light and merry mood, you begin to sway to the music and hum along, happy to decorate despite being too short to put up the tinsel. Lost in your bubble of Christmas decoration and music, you barely hear a tuneful knock at your door. 

Turning with a jump, you face Remus, who wears a look of polite amusement, “I was wondering where you were,” he chuckles softly under his breath and slowly approaches, eyes briefly sweeping down to the abandoned tinsel. 

“What do you think Rem? Is it any good?” hands on your hips and eyes surveying your work, you move back for the wider-shot view. 

“Impressive,” he comments and pats your shoulder in approval, “But what about the tinsel?” the two of you stare down at the sorry pile of glittering garland. 

“I’m too short,” 

He laughs and picks up the decor, “well, good thing, I’m tall,” with a grin, you begin directing him through what coloured tinsel should go where and how to arrange it before stapling it into place with the staple gun. 

“Thank you so much Rem,” his heart flutters at the delighted smile you send his way. 

“No problem,” he approaches and pulls you close, his arm around your waist as he press a kiss to your temple and mutters into your skin, “anything for my favourite girl,”

The moment was lovely, warm and sweet. Your heart was racing, ready to jump out of your chest when—

“I told you they were boyfriend and girlfriend!”

“Yeah! They’re in love!”

“But they’re too old to be boyfriend and girlfriend,”

“Huh? Wha’s that mean?”

“They ‘r supposed to be married by now!”

Turning to Remus, you both wear a matching pair of amused grins, “They’ve really grown a habit of spying on us don’t they?” you hum observantly. 

“It’s quite funny, actually,” 

It was never said between the two of you but you’re both in silent agreement that you don’t mind if the kids continue sticking their little button noses into yours and Remus’ business. They’re too adorable to refuse and you both secretly love it. 

The classroom was bustling with the usual energy of young minds engaged in their learning, the air filled with the sounds of pencils scratching against paper and soft murmurs of concentration. Happy to see your children making good progress on their worksheet, you focus your attention onto marking the previous lesson’s work. Unbeknownst to you, a piece of paper was being stealthily passed from one small hand to another under their short desks. 

It was a simple note, but one that held a lot of weight in the hearts and minds of your little devilish matchmakers.

'Draw a heart if you think Miss Eryn and Mr Lupin should get married,' it read. By the time the note had made its rounds through the class, it was adorned with a collage of little hearts, each one drawn with the innocent hope of your students. Some were scribbled on, some were neatly coloured in and some were scratchy but still conveyed the unanimous agreement spread throughout the whole classroom of students.

Having finished the previous round of marking, you walked around the classroom and offered your usual help and guidance. As sneaky as they were, you eventually spotted the note and politely asked for it to be surrendered. 

A warm smile tugged at your lips as you read the note and observed the many little hearts drawn over the scrap of paper, touched by the sentiment and overwhelming support. With a gentle reminder for the class to focus back on their worksheets, you discreetly folded the note and slipped it into your pocket, deciding to keep it as a sweet memento. 

Your kids could be so adorable when they really wanted to. 

Later, during lunch, Remus entered your classroom with his usual charming smile and warm eyes. It was his turn to bring lunch and he eagerly presented you with tofu stir fry and egg fried rice. It was an explosion of flavour and you couldn’t stop raving about how delicious it was. 

“I had to impress after that unbeatable spaghetti and meatballs,” 

He winked playfully as you happily chimed in, “and garlic bread~”

“And garlic bread,” he repeats with a laugh

Enjoying your meal together, you share a light conversation as Remus’ eyes wander about your desk and eventually land on the note, which you had set aside on your desk. Curiosity piqued, he unfolds it and reads the message, on his handsome face, his lips broaden into a smile at the collection of the countless hearts. Without a word, he rounds the table to where you’re sitting, recounting the story of the note in a futile attempt to ignore the rising heat on your cheeks. 

“They thought they were being so sneaky but not too sneaky for me; they’re really too sweet–”

Gently, Remus pulls you out of your chair and into a warm embrace, pressing a tender kiss to your temple, "seems like we have quite the fan club," he whispers, his voice tinged with affection and amusement.

Leaning back, you meet his gaze and a knowing look is shared between you. It was a moment filled with unspoken words and deep understanding. The innocent wishes of your students had only echoed what was silently growing in your hearts. But no further words were spoken about the matter. As goes the little game the two of you silently insist on playing. 

As your day continued, there was a new lightness in your steps, a secret thrill in your hearts. The note, a simple piece of paper, had somehow managed to capture the essence of the budding romance between you and Remus, a romance that was as natural and beautiful as the love your students had for their teachers.

A/N : darling, im so sorry for being so behind on schedule! but i am here now and i hope you enjoyed your request! im sorry it took so long but omg! yours was so cute and domestic, i also hope you didn't mind that i kept it in the pining stage and never established anything official, i wanted to keep it cute and sweet and stuck to your favourite trope!

1K MILESTONE EVENT : CLOSED | NAVI.

1K MILESTONE MLIST

[bluemoonscape]

MOOTS AND FOLLOWERS HELP ME WHERE IS THAT COMIC (preferably both parts) WHERE LUIGI GETS AMNESIA AND CANT REMEMBER MARIO AND TOAD IS THE DOCTOR AND RECOMMENDS REACQUAINTING LUIGI WITH A SCENT FROM CHILDHOOD TO RECOVER HIS MEMORY SO MARIO MAKES SPAGHETTI AND LUIGI REMEMBERS HIM AND GOES “MA….MA…..MARIO”

[yellow-computer-mouse]

I feel like you'd appreciate this dream I had

Okay so for some rras9n I was looking through wings of fire books and I grabbed one that looked very unfamiliar (my dream made it tf up) and it was about Sunny and Winter fighting and Sunny I think. But in the cover of this book was a GIANT Icewing towering behind Winter and I looked on the internet and it was the current queen!!!!!!! (not snowfall but her mom i think or whoever was before her) And she was a hydra!!!!!!! And apparently she brought up Stonemover and how she appreciates his cowardice and his unwillingness to fight back and I thought that was a banger

And the female icewings in my dream world were all bick and scary looking and they had that kinda ugly yet majestic look to them that made them all very intimidating

But yeah I think that what if female dragons were nig and scary and there was sexual dimorphism in WOF?

Anyways love you moot🥰/p I'm most definitely drawing the queen later🥰

WOAH

i'm gonna say first off winter and sunny fighing is kinda funny (winter would get DECKED 💀💀💀 bro is built like a strand of spaghetti)

also!!!! queen glacier as a hydra!!!!! i love!!!!!!!!

i love LOVE giving them sexual dimorphism!!!! i do try and make female dragons slightly larger (i also change their horn shape in icewings... clock the straight horns on snowfall and icicle (and winter... transmasc winter supremacy))

YIPPEE I LOVE YOU TOO JOONE :DD /p

please tag me when you do i'd love to see it!! /gen /nf

[woobab]

❤️ PAVLOVA SPAGHETTI ASKS ARE UP AND RUNNING! ❤️

I saw one of my moots do this and I got inspired and wanted to do something of my own! (while i get more art ideas LOL) So uh,,

Feel free to ask these two some questions or just tell them things! I don't have a limit on the amount of asks so go nuts!

For answers, I'll doodle a visual that fits the question, followed by some written dialogue! some examples,,

Em - 🧁

Peppino - 🍕

Have fun! I'll have fun seeing what you have to ask them,, 🩷🫶❤️

[passive-nightmaresans]

Btw here's the numbers I want you to answer the questions to:

3. do you miss anyone?

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile?

7. what was your life like last year?

13. how do you feel right now?

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?

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28. i’ll love you if…

30. favourite tv show(s)

42. favourite book(s)

49. where i want to be right now

55. tumblr friends

56. favourite food(s)

And 57. favourite animal(s)

OOOH interesting!!! >:3 (ALSO THANK YOU SM FOR PUTTING THE QUESTIONS LMAO-)

3. That one friend I had in elementary that I'm still wondering if I had a crush on.

5. Every time my moots talk to me or post!!!! SIMPLY YOU EXISTING MAKES ME SMILE!!!

7. Hmmm this is hard .. I guess kinda sad? I had a big loss and had to move but near the end I was really happy with a bunch of my new friends!

13. Pretty good! Listening to a song I really like! Hansel by Sodikken !

20. Like I said Pure As A Lamb by Baby bugz !!! :D

28. Hm.. if you listen to my yapping about Nightmare sans <33333

30. I don't really know... Maybe A Series of Unfortunate Events ? (It's based on a book series!!)

42. Hard.. I'm currently reading Wings of Fire so I guess that!!!

49. Hm... Not so close to when school starts 🥲

55. Alr! @caretaleandotherstuff @borisboring @iittleperson @pasterypaws @fuzart

@corruptinmyself @orang3sod4 @lazystylist @undertalenerd @vantalemons

@programming-chaotic-cat !!!!! And more hehe..

56. Hmm... hard... quesadilas (please tell me I spelled that right.....) and spaghetti!!!!!!

57. CATS. CATSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS I'm so normal about them