#That's my rambling account btw

[judasgot-it]

Hiii! I suddenly had an idea like a vision or something tehee

imagine after a party (idk, hunting dogs celebrating another victory) and s/o’s feet hurt for her heels so tecchou noticing, carries her on his back. sorry if it was simple

btw Can i call you Judy and be 🪻anon?

You've gifted me a nickname and all I did was ignore you. I think the best thing that should be done is that I write your ask and that you beat me (jk please don't I'm just a writer. but ily flower anon that nickname is so sweet u have full use to call me it <3)

Scenario: Husband! Tecchou carries fem! reader around while at a party (TW for reader being a little drunk at some parts lol)

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Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Wiser

1:15 AM

The work party was still raging on.

Fukuchi and Teruko were screaming a duet into the karaoke machine, some sort of anime intro that Tachihara complained only old people would know.

Jouno was surprisingly still in the room, forcing some poor chef to make another batch of some overly complicated dish that apparently only Jouno could appreciate. There was a gun on the table, although surprisingly it wasn't pointed at anyone yet.

You could breathe a sigh of relief at that.

All you were looking for now was Tecchou. He had gone missing around half an hour ago, doing who knew what. He was the one thing keeping you alive at this party, considering how you were one or two drinks away from either passing out on the floor or just trying to take yourself home.

Your feet hurt, what else could you say? Maybe you were a little bit too drunk right now since you were sad over where you had placed your shoes. They were somewhere in the room, you were sure of it.

It was a really emotional endeavor, enough that you felt tears start to come to your eyes thinking about where you placed them. You tried to wipe them away the best you could, trying to not hit your face with the pair of shoes you were holding in your hands.

You walked across the room, hoping to find your husband in the crowd of very important government people whose names had lost you at that moment. Thankfully no one approached you, although maybe it was because they were all as messy as you were.

Tecchou was one of the tallest people there, and even on your tippy toes, you couldn't find his messy chestnut hair in the sea of heads. The feeling of panic started to settle quickly, your heart almost beating outside of your chest - your husband could be almost anywhere.

You turned around, feeling your tongue fall into your throat as you still couldn't locate your man. Wiping your wet eyes, you watched as a man approached you - tall, with messy chestnut hair.

Swallowing deeply, you tried to compose yourself as you saw his eyes land directly onto yours. Against your will, your eyes began to well up with tears once again.

Your feet guided you, rushing towards him like a bullet.

There was no thought as you wrapped your arms around him, your face buried down inside of his red suit. You sighed with relief as you felt your cold nose start to warm up against his body, the air you breathed our fanning against the cold skin on your cheeks as you nuzzled deeper onto him.

“Oh, there you are Angel.”

Two hands pulled at your arms, their warmth shocking your cold skin into goosebumps. His fingertips danced along your skin, callouses massaging your skin all the way up to your shoulders.

“I was looking for you. I was starting to think you got lost.”

You looked up as you said this, blinking innocently up into his honey eyes. He leaned his head a little bit away to stare at you, the tattoos on his cheek blending in with his long eyelashes.

Watching them twitch made your lips curve up, how they perfectly melted in together. You took one of your hands and pulled his face to look down at you properly, his brows pinching as he took in the full sight of you.

“You're so pretty Tecchou. Do you ever hear that?”

He smiled at those words, leaning closer into your hand.

“You told me that on our wedding night, actually.”

His brows pinched again, his gaze looking downward once again.

“Angel, why aren't you wearing your shoes?”

His words took a little to sink in, you still too busy watching how his beautiful face pulled apart as he said those words - the tattoos underneath his eye moving just underneath the small creases from his smile.

“Hmm… My feet hurt.”

You other hand lowered itself, cradling his waist as you swayed to the music that played throughout the room. It was easy to ignore the horrible singing that accomidated it, as you instead focused on the strong muscles that were barely consealed underneath Tecchou's suit.

He barely budges, only swaying slightly as he let you have your moment - watching you with hooded eyes. His steps were small, his heels clicking lightly against the tile of the dance floor.

“You know, if your feet hurt I can just carry you around.”

Stopping, you looked up at him, looking at his face carefully. His eyes held no lie, seeing as he was always a truthful man.

“Are you sure about that?” It was always polite to ask in your mind, even when you were challenging one of the strongest men you knew.

“I can lift twice your weight, you know that angel.“

A small smirk spread on his face as he said this, his eyes poring through your figure. His hands traveled down to your waist, squeezing you gently.

”I wouldn't break a sweat at all, if that's what you're worried about.“

You didn't have time to react as you stomach did twists, Tecchou manhandling you into a bride carry with ease.

”Oh my god, Tecchou!”

It was impossible to hide the joy in your words as he carried you, continuing the dance you had started earlier with ease. He hummed along softly to the song that still played, ignoring whatever wailing words were coming out of a horribly drunk Fukuchi's mouth at that moment.

It wouldn't ruin yours at the very least.

“What? I'm not going to let you walk around while your feet hurt.”

He danced with ease, completing a lazy waltz with you in his arms. His soft locks were lit up by the chandelier above, turned into a soft caramel from the light that shone through the strands. They stuck up in all sorts of directions, forming a creme brulee halo around his face.

You brought one of your arms to wrap around his neck, bringing your fingers to sift through the longer strangs of his hair. It was soft, almost an estactic feeling to have something so ethereal under your hand.

“You're so gorgeous.”

His face was closer to yours, his nose nearly brushing against yours. You giggled, stealing his air as you did so.

“I think you said that to me on our wedding night, handsome.“

His lips were pressed against yours, his handsome face blocking your vision for the rest of that night.

[emily-mooon]

While I hop through all of my art wips, have this ship chart I made for nordegrim!

[bonetrousledbones]

okay with The Bullshit inevitably going through here are what i believe to be the ideal settings to mitigate fueling it in a way that's realistic. from what i've read glaze & nightshade aren't actually very effective & require insane computer specs just to put a shittification filter on your art that can literally be broken by resizing it so i don't think i'm gonna bother with it. i think the fact that these settings exist at all is at the very least a good sign that staff doesn't want this shit either, and the opt-in default is likely a result of a contract or something. i'm not an expert on this by ANY means so please please look into it yourselves, but this is what i think would be helpful for me at least

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

I have a rule for myself that I can make one(1) frivolous under-50-dollar purchase per pay period and the rest of my money is reserved for gas and such and today. well. I have gotten a very sparkly pullover hoodie that I've been pining after for two months and would have been WAY too expensive had I not had a gift card to use for it.

[disposal-blueeee]

doodles

edgar vargas and squee by johnen vasquez

scriabin by zarla-s

[noritaro]

I need to learn how to be more nice to myself, but my imposter syndrome is right up my fucking ass so I get super shocked when people say they actually like me

[rosegardenpink]

this is probably the most nsft post i've made, but i can imagine gale having god-like stamina. man was sleeping with a goddess for HOW LONG? he's gotta be fucking good at it to keep her attention as long as he did.

just imagining the first time him and morgan are properly alone at gale's tower... you'd think the aasimar paladin with 18 str and 16 con would be able to keep up with the 8 str wizard, but man oh man does morgan not know what he's getting himself into. hours later and morgan's sobbing, his mind and body putty in gale's hands, and gale's barely broken a sweat. he's still a gentleman about it though, always making sure morgan is alright, and despite how tired and wrung out he is he keeps begging gale to keep going.

[ladye-zelda]

Welp I was almost done rewriting it but then I looked at instagram and got distracted XD

[laulo821]

lol why do u hate cinnamoroll. i mean i dont like him either bc he looks like a bunny even though hes canonically supposed to be a dog iirc aha

cinnamoroll hate account.

first yea that's SUPPOSEDLY a dog but is clearly a bunny like. dawg that dawg isn't dawging.

plus BRO CAN FLY??? like him being the cutest wasn't enough he straight up has to be fairy coded smh.

he's so little. so stompable under my boot . so yea he deserves it .

also without that whiney baby, pompompurin would be FIRST in the popularity polls, WHERE POMPOMPURIN BELONGS. AS THE KING. THE ONLY ONE. THE BEST. and that TRAVESTY of a DOG BUNNY dares IMPEDE on his VICTORY smh deserves to honestly be sent to the shadow realm.

[grey-has-rusted]

famous people stop jumpscaring me challenge

[kanene-yaaay]

Oh yeah! This march 3rd (tomorrow :D) I will be participating of the whole qsmp language day so I will be talking and posting here in portuguese again! (gosh, it's been like, what? Years since I've done that kjhgfrfgthuj). So, please! Feel free to send asks in your native language too! It can be about anything! Ask about headcanons, curiosities about one of my fanfics, your thoughts on a character, my wips or if you just want to ramble about something you like feel free as well!! I will be rebloging one or two Ask Games too, for more options.

It can get confusing since I rb a bunch of things but my current fandoms are:

Qsmp

Poppy Playtime 3

Sousou no Frieren

ATLA

BNHA

Mp100

Sanders Sides

PJO

I'm more active on the 3 first ones but I am always glad to ramble about the rest! Feel free to ask about any other you've seen here too.

Just for clarification: I won't be acepting any writing requests, both for fanfics or for making a list of tickle hcs about a certain character, but I am glad to talk about ideas for future fics, my fav hcs about x character and simple stuff like that, hope it doesn't sound too confusing!

[maplequeen94]

Actual footage of me trying to pump out a CanUkr oneshot in time for Mattie's birthday tomorrow:

[yourhoeshorses]

Wait a second... can someone with more understanding of fandom cultures explain something to me?

Do people ship characters because they believe they are going to be a cannon thing????? I thought it was just for fun?? I'm like, oh these two characters seem fun together, what if they dated. I just be mixing and matching these bitches I legit dgaf if it actually happens or not.

Maybe it's just whatever weird end of tiktok I'm on, or maybe it's just something I never picked up on until now, but like,,, people will say, "oh these ships are invalid cuz they won't be cannon" OK????? AND??? It's just fun

Like I remember being a kid and watching shows and my friends being like oh did you see that (insert ship name) scene???? Like girl I don't care. Two characters could never have interacted and I'm gonna ship them.

And that's all I thought it ever was? Is it like,, different now or some shit?

[sleep-nurse]

Ok i really want to know what makes Tumblr allergic to my latest drawing to not show up on tags now

[pardi-real]

Holy cow.

TIL the word for how a word or a name is pronounced is written as "pronunciation". I really thought it was "pronounciation".

Pro-Nun. Well I love Arknights Specter.

That reminds me some years ago I was absolutely bamboozled by "similar" & "available", I thought those were written as "similiar" & "avaible" .

My life is a lie.. all this from being curious on how to pronounce "Berrien County Jail".

[jjolteon]

I feel bad that I couldn't keep watching journeys past the episode of Clemont's return, as happy as i am that he returned at all. i just think it should have went a little differently. Ash should have tackled that gym leader with a hug TRUST ME. Clemont should have got emotional right there. Clemont should've had a wobbly smile on his face, tearing up (as a parallel to when he did in "clemont's got a secret") and ash shouldve been awkward yet somehow outgoing about it because hes not good with sentimental stuff and