#WAIIIIT I HAD THIS

[arckade]

had to look back on the ending of kabs vid bcs i thought they were making a refence to dr despair ti me bcs i had to do a double take when i heard it

and like

it almost kind of just barely word for word for two of the scenes there

[bugprinz]

some sillies

[flowersandcandy06]

And yea I know I haven't been posting that "high quality 4k" flower art but listen. Hey. Heeeeee🧍y look at this thing

What. What in the world of early morning powers happened here to make me do that.. what huh???

[luffylaws]

The amount of tiktoks i see of people rewatching 911 season 1 and realizing abby's ex is named tommy is so wild

[blkkizzat]

thinking of sucking honey off satorus long juicy d!ck

lmfaoaoaoa that was not what i was expecting coming to check my inbox but im already on demon time so lfg!!

so i headcanon that gojo loves lovingly picking at you, his lil wifey, like the man will just say the most out of pocket crazy ass never-been-touched-degen-ass-shit just to get a reaction from you or sneak up on you just to scare you so he can grope you lmfao. he especially loves doing this shit out of the blue when you are preoccupied with something else. he loves how your cheeks puff out and your face warms as you fluster and hit him as you shoo him off every time.

its one of the cornerstones of your relationship and he's been doing it for years. so he doesn't expect you ever to get desensitized to it enough to return his energy.

thats where he fucked up.

the next time he tries to fluster his cute lil wifey is when you are in the kitchen preparing a nice charcuterie board to take over to Utahime's soon cause all the girls were getting together to binge watch Love Is Blind.

Sneaking up behind you, Gojo wraps his strong muscular arms around you giving you a sloppy wet kiss on the neck before a firm pinch on your ass cheek as he reaches over you to steal some meat and cheese off your tray. "S'TORU!!!" You were so focused on making the presentation of your tray perfect you nearly jump out of your skin flinging the honey you were spooning into a small jar all over Gojo—all over Gojo's dick, to be clear.

the crotch of his pants now soiled with a large sticky glob of honey. not missing an opportunity to tease you Gojo pulls down his blindfold looking at you with his panty-dropping-pussy-dripping-inducing smolder.

"this honey ain't gonna suck itself off sugar lips, come lick this Bit-O-Dick baby."

"bet."

"huh?"

Gojo looks shocked and his blindfold falls down completely as you untie your apron, casting it aside.

"—babe!"

you don't respond with words only your hands when you force him back until his legs hit a kitchen table chair and you push him down to sit.

"good boy."

manspread, Gojo is clearly nervous, practically trembling in anticipation now. It was a joke! Sweating bullets and hands shaking Gojo mind is racing not actually thinking you would fulfill one of his life long fantasies of having your pretty mouth suck his dick off through his shorts. what is going on!?

nestling between his powerful thighs you look up at him with your bright doe eyes you innocently wet your lips. he had the perfect view of your cleavage, seeing just a sliver of your pebbled peaks when the front of your dress dipped lower. your soft hands snake up his leg to squeeze his inner thighs and spread them even wider almost to an uncomfortable stretch as the bulge under his pants visibly throbs through the material.

oh my god, you're actually gonna do this for him!

you haven't even touched his dick yet and its twitching like crazy.

"you ready, daddy?"

"i-i—er—yuhh..."

gojo can barely form words and they fumble out of him from him being embarrassingly hard. you'd see a patch of pre stain his pants if it wasn't for all the honey on his crotch. gojo's whole body is vibrating as he too eager for you to finally do something this fucking lewd for him. your mouth sensually opens to hover over his clothed cock. he can feel your moist breath puff over his length and its near unbearable. tongue extending out as you hover directly over him, gojo with his astute six eyes doesn't miss the small drops of saliva that bead on your sinful lil tongue, rolling down the tip to fall directly on his—

"—OOOH FUHHHHHHCK!!"

warmth spread over gojo's lap and you recoil back startled.

gojo literally came in his pants.

head tilted back his hips spasm up as he lets out a long shakey breath.

"whelp! i guess that's that then."

you hop up, dusting yourself off.

"—waiiiit huh!? babe!"

"nuh-uh toru i agreed to clean off the honey, that was my bad—you nutting yourself? that's your foul...although i have to be honest, i thought the peek you got of my tits would have done it, who would have thought it would have just been my tongue? you're a lil fuckin pervert, you know that babe?"

gojo looks more confused and forlorn as you return to finish packing up your charcuterie board.

"doesn't feel good to be teased now does it, baby? now that's really gonna stain if you don't go clean yourself up soon—sticky dick."

you laugh as you gather up your tray and head out.

leaving gojo to brood in your wake.

oh it was on now.

this was not supposed to turn into this lmfao. it just came out. lmfao also Bit-O-Honey is those old honey candies your granny always had in her purse. i had gojo say Bit-O-dick cause he sick like that fjehkfjhkfj.

gojo a menace. lock him up so i can finish these other fics lmfao. im not doing a pt2 to this lmfaooo it gotta end here plz—just imagine him tying you up and beating your doonies down when u get home as payback 😭

[akutasoda]

WAIIIIT

Retired general/commandant reader that is a single parent x boothill

I'm thinking like, maybe the reader got a bounty on their head and Boothill decided to do it but he ended up falling in love and seeing their child as his ow---- aLAKSKDGGGF

do you want me to sob in my corner?

no cause he probably wouldn't expect much, more or less saw it as putting a retired general out of their misery in retirement - an easy opportunity to complete one more bounty - but then he'd do a double take when he saw you entertaining your child with whatever they wanted to do with a gentle smile on your face... the way he would just absolutely short circuit and stop dead in his tracks... for once he'd make the decision to not fulfill this bounty because he knew how heartbroken he was when he had his daughter ripped from him so he couldn't even imagine how a child would feel to have their parent taken from them by someone who was nothing but a shell of a man amassed into wires and metal..

cool thing i just found out about, apparently boothill's en va named boothill's daughter clementine :)

[erinwantstowrite]

I'm sorry, but that catwoman AU I spotted in one of your post???? Legit had to create a fantasy of that AU to go to bed last night it legit had me frothing at the mouth

i can not WAIIIIT to write Catwoman au, it's constantly on my mind. I think about it day and night

[gloomwitchwrites]

Oooh myyy gossshhh!! Its 1k Follower Event already!!! Huge CONGRATS! 🥳

Can't waiiiit. 🤯

Gloom love, can u pls oh pls do a headcanon on thorin oakenshield & his female queen's JEALOUSY! 🔥😈❤️‍🔥

Thank you!! I know, right?! 1k followers already?? It’s more than that now, but my goodness, it’s certainly a milestone. I am so thankful for you and for everyone who interacts with my works here on Tumblr and over on Ao3. It’s such an honor, and I appreciate all of you so so much.

I am going to tackle this prompt in two ways. The first, is through Thorin’s jealous. And the second, through reader’s jealously. While I am personally meh about jealously, with the right scenarios, I think it really works. This is my little offering to you, anon. I hope you enjoy it!

There are some spicy elements to this but it’s all fairly non-descriptive. So, per that warning, MDNI.

1k follower event rules

King Thorin Oakenshield x Queen Reader

Word Count: 400

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Thorin’s jealous tendencies come from a place of loss. He has had so much taken from him over his life that he tends to see threat even if there is none. It’s almost like a defensive response to the world around him, but Thorin is absolutely working on it. Sometimes he is consciously aware of it, and other times he isn’t.

When it comes to his wife and queen, Thorin is more likely to be jealous when someone oversteps. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, but that he doesn’t always trust others. There are plenty of people who do overstep, but Thorin knows that those individuals mean no harm. This happens a lot with the original company. They will often flirt and tease you, but it’s all good-natured and Thorin doesn’t feel threatened by them.

That is not the case with men that Thorin doesn’t know or trust. He is much more conscious of their presence and how they interact with you. But Thorin is respectful. He won’t ever throw a punch or become angry. He might shove himself into the conversation or place a hand on you to indicate who you belong to.

Any energy Thorin feels he will want to put into reminding you that you’re all his. Not that you don’t already know that, but Thorin finds expelling that energy into a more intimate outlet is the only way he can work through it. Sometimes it’s sweet, and other times it is rough and fast. There might be firm grips, and harsh growls. But Thorin is always gentle afterward. He just needs to be inside his queen.

Now, the other way around? Reader does it to tease Thorin, to make it a game, and he is a full participant that enjoys it too. Disregarding the above section about Thorin (that doesn’t matter here in this bit), Thorin loves to fuel that jealous side because he knows it only results in you taking it out on him in the bedroom.

And not in a “how could you” way, but in a “I’m jumping on you the moment the door closes” way.

It fuels a possessive, protective side for the both of you, and only reinforces what the two of you already have. Thorin purposefully stokes the flames because it riles you up. It’s almost like foreplay for the two of you. It’s staged, but oh so fun.

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[scary-lasagna]

I wanna req an imagine with Puppeteer and a reader(?) that is just ready to square up. I mean, fist fight this ghost and resist. Do what you will with this.

he’s afraid

Puppeteer

Listen, he's not a fighter.

"I'VE HAD A SHIT WEEK, AND TRUST ME-"

In fact, he tries to avoid hand-to-hand combat when he can.

"- I HAVE BEEN FUCKING WAIIIITTING FOR SOMEONE-"

But this? This is fucking crazy.

"TO TRY ME!!"

After wallowing in a pit of depression rot after work, you heard a few creaks from your closet. Nothing that would scream out of the ordinary, but definitely a sound you've never heard before.

It raised your suspicious and before you knew it you were standing on the bed fishs clenched and body shaking out of the pure adrenaline.

He wasn't about to stay around and get his shit rocked.

But you did land a good punch on his shoulder, completely dislocating it before he managed to escape.

He decided to stay out of that neighborhood for good.

[icyfox17]

Oh ho ho ho waiiiit

I just realised smth while writing. Bobby feels like he's a horrible father because he killed his two kids, right?? So even if he does view Buck as a son, he'll probably never admit that, because he probably doesn't think he deserves to be Buck's dad, and isn't that sad?

Buck who views Bobby as a way better father than his own dad ever was to him. Buck who looks up to Bobby and cares about Bobby and would probably have hundreds of things to say if he ever heard Bobby speak that way about himself.

Bobby who loves Buck so much that he would never allow himself to be Buck's dad because Buck deserves better, all Bobby brings is harm to people (I mean look at the truck bombing, that bomber had been after him, and Buck had been the one to get hurt. Bobby got out without a scratch. Just like the apartment fire).

Imagine them having a conversation where they finally, finally admit to each other that they are each other's father and son, and then Buck gets hurt on call or targeted by someone who wants to hurt Bobby ARGHHFJDK and so Bobby distances himself from Buck aaaa 😭😭

Theyre both so. Theyre both. Ugh, Buck feeling guilty tooo I CANT DO THISSSS

this is def more an earlier in the show type arc thing, I think by now theyve both grown enough that there'd be less drama involved (esp on Buck's end). But still. Fun to think about

[moonswolfie]

The Cinnamoroll plush

Nishinoya x fem!reader

This is based on the song suki-kirai because the dynamic just FITS

also the reader loves sanrio

You walk by the store again on your way home. It's a store with a bunch of random cute items and plushies. You've walked by dozens of times.

But recently, they've put a Cinnamoroll plushie on display that you simply cannot ignore. It's perfectly sized, it's got the cutest outfit and it's got an outrageously high price that your used up monthly savings cannot afford.

So all that's left to do is stare at it and fantasize about it in your possesion. Oh, how cute it would look next to the others on your bed.

After about a minute, you move on, sighing.

It's fine, you already have enough. But it's so cute...

.

The next day during class, he came to bother you once again.

"GOOD MORNING!!" he yelled, slamming the side of your desk excitedly, waiting for a response with shining eyes.

"Nishinoya, please quiet down." you looked at him from the corner of your eye.

"How can I do that with such beauty before my eyes?!" he leaned closer to you, grinning happily and you leaned away a little. He did this every morning.

Nishinoya has been trying to get your attention for the past school year and you were never sure why. You aren't exactly the most attractive or popular person in the school.

But it seemed he really took a liking to you since he kept inviting you to his volleyball games and talked to you excitedly every morning and after class.

You weren't sure if you liked it or hated it.

You weren't sure if you liked him or hated him.

Sure, he was a bit much sometimes, but he always faithfully listened to you and noticed something was off when you were sad. He even noticed the little things like a haircut or new nails.

...But on the other hand this dude was already planning your wedding.

"Sure, if you say so. But my ears don't enjoy it." you said, annoyed.

"Oh... Ummm... Sorry! But seriously, you look so pretty today!" his smile was somehow beaming more than before, and you finally looked at him, blinded by his smile.

"You tell me that every morning."

"But it's true!" he slammed the desk again, you having to calm him down as per usual because people were starting to stare. You pouted, mumbling to yourself about how childish he was.

The bell soon rang and he was forced to go back to his seat.

Even if you wanted to deny it, you couldn't help but blush a little at his compliments. The teacher had to snap you out of your trance by calling on you multiple times.

.

That day after school, you packed your things as usual to go home. You changed your shoes, exited the school grounds, and...

"WAIIIIT!!!"

You turned around to see Nishinoya running towards you, and stopped to wait for him. This was unusual, he never went to talk to you after school.

He stopped in front of you, panting. "I... have... something... for you."

You raised an eyebrow in question. What was it this time?

He pulled out... the exact cinnamoroll plushie you wanted?! You looked down at it, surprised, and then looked back at his face.

He extended his arms towards you, subtly telling you to take it and you slowly took it out of his arms, wide-eyed. What the...

"So I just happened to see you staring at this on your way home every day, so I bought it!" he huffed victoriously, proud of himself for this achievement.

"...Isn't your home in the opposite direction?" you asked with suspicion laced in your voice, relaxing your arms.

"Maybe." he scratched the back of his head, avoiding eye contact. He was guilty, clearly.

"You stalker! Don't follow me home!" you scolded him, pouting. What a freaking idiot. He can't just do that!

He looked down, laughing awkwardly.

You were mad at him for doing that, but then again, this plushy was expensive, and he wasted his own money just to get you this. The thing you really wanted.

You clutched the plushie a little, and after an awkward silence you said "Thank you." with a smile on your face. He looked up, eyes wide.

His face lit up, and he screamed victoriously, running off. You heard some muffled yelling about "knowing she would like it" and "spending my entire allowance being worth it" and you giggled a little.

When things became silent again, you hugged the plush close, burying your face in it.

Maybe you do like him, you thought.

Just a bit.

[nenilein]

Drama CD #1-1: The Genie of Wishes in the Underground Ruins (ENG)

[DISCLAIMER: This translation was made by me! Feel free to repost parts of it or the entire text wherever you want as long as you credit the translator correctly!]

INTRO

Arle: Drama CD Puyo Puyo! 

-

STORY

Narrator: A dark underground ruin crawling with dangerous monsters… This is the setting of a certain legend the people tell. It is said that within this ruin a being known as the “Genie of Wishes” has been sealed, and that he shall grant but a single wish of whoever comes to break this seal… 

SFX: *Puyo popping sounds*

Arle: Hah! There! One, two… Ice Storm!

SFX: *Monster dying shriek*

Arle: I did it!

SFX: *bouncing*

Carbuncle: Gugu! Gugugu!

Arle: Oh! Carby’s using that Puyo as a trampoline! That sure looks fun!

Arle: But this isn’t the time! C’mon, we gotta hurry on along!

Carbuncle: Gu-gugu!

SFX: *their footsteps as they run further into the labyrinth*

Arle: It sure has been a while since we’ve gone on this sort of adventure, hasn’t it? Let’s make sure that the first people to break the seal on the wishin genie sealed at the center of this dungeon will be us! Okay, Carby?

Carbuncle: Gugu, gugu!

Arle: Yeah, you’ve right! That’s why we’ve gotta speed up! I mean, what if somebody’s already gotten in here before us?

Witch: Howdy!

Arle: WARRRGH!! …Witch? Don’t scare me like that, geez!

Witch: Oh, c’mon, gimme a smile! Say ‘Howdy!’

Arle: H-Howdy…? Wait, if you’re here, then that means… You’re after the wishing genie too, aren’t you? 

Witch: Yep, guess I am.

Arle: Then you leave me no choice! Let’s battle!

Witch: Now, hold on a minute! Personally, I’ve got no intentions of scuffling with you, Arle!

Arle: Huh?

Witch: I mean, this dungeon is dangerous, like, VERY dangerous. And I’m just a frail little witchling, oh, however will I make it through here on my own? So I was thinking, Arle, how about you and I team up for this adventure? 

Arle: Heh? Um, well… 

Witch: Oh, please, please, pretty please? Do it for your old friend Witch~? 

Carbuncle: Gugu…?

Arle: I mean, if you really wanna party up that bad… I guess…

Witch: …As if~…Ohohoho…

Witch:  Gotcha guard down! Meteo!!

SFX: *attacking sound*

Arle: Heheh! Not a chance!!

SFX: *spellcasting and attacking sounds*

Witch:  WHOA!!

Arle:  I knew it! You were never the type to play nice. I figured you had some kind of ulterior plan, so I made sure to prepare a counter attack when you weren’t paying attention!

Witch:  Urgh…This blows…

Arle: You stay here and take a little nap now. 

Witch:  Hmpf! This isn’t fair, you know! 

Arle: Right back at you! Seriously… Anyway, Carby, let’s move on!

SFX: *footsteps*

Carbuncle: Gugu!

Witch: W-WAIIIIT!

SFX: *they keep running*

-

Arle: *sigh* So Witch made it here too… And if she did, then I bet-

Carbuncle: *gasp* GUGU!!

Arle:  Huh? Carby?

Schezo:  Hmpf… Arle. It would see you too have laid your sights upon the legendary Genie of-

Arle: YES, BINGO!! I KNEW it was gonna be Schezo next~!

Schezo:  What the- S-STOP POINTING AT ME! My face is NOT your bingo sheet!

Arle: Geez, it’s just a figure of speech, calm down! By the way, what’s it you’re after today? My magic power or that of the wishing genie?

Schezo:  Hmpf. I shall answer you. What I desire… is BOTH! 

SFX: *sword slash*

Arle: Ack! Rushing forward and attacking is not cool! 

SFX: *Puyo chaining sounds*

Schezo: It is your own fault for neglecting your guard! Finally, today will be the day that I shall make you my own! Oh, roar, my Dark Sword! 

Arle:  Urgh! I can’t fall behind…

SFX: *Puyo chaining sounds*

Arle:  Judgement! 

Schezo: That won’t suffice! I am more than ready to neutralize and counter that attack! Sting Shade!!

SFX: *blast*

Arle:  Argh! Schezo is always so strong…!

Schezo: Hmpf. Are you ready to beg for your life now? …W-Wait! What is that there dangling from your hip? It is… so round! 

Arle:  That? Oh, that’s a good luck charm Amitie gave me a while back. It’s a little plush figure that looks like an acorn frog. I think it’s really super-

Schezo: Uhh… it’s so cuuuuute…!

Arle: Yeah, right? It’s super cute and…! Wait, huh? 

Schezo: Such a lovely sight…! While the real thing is already unsurpassable in its adorableness, seeing a plush figure modeled in its image is just too…!

Arle: Um, Schezo? Anybody still home in there…? 

Carbuncle: Gugu, gugu…

Schezo: Right now, there is nothing… NOTHING I desire more than to have YOU!!

Arle: Ah… um… You mean… the plush, right? Okay, anyway…

SFX: *Puyo chaining sounds*

Arle: Seriously, how can he leave himself wide open like that… Urgh… I can’t even feel any good about this, but… let’s just get this over with.

Arle: MIND BLAST!

SFX: *blast, cartoon birds tweeting*

Schezo: WAAAARGH!

Arle: Critical hit straight to the brain, huh? Anyway, you spend some time recovering from the mind-melt here now!

Schezo: *lisping* Uhh… uhh… Where’sh this? What wash I… doing…? 

Arle: Okay, Carby. Let’s hurry on along!

Carbuncle: Gu-gugu!

SFX: *footsteps as they leave*

-

Arle: We’re pretty far in now, huh?

Carbuncle: Gugu…

Arle:  I’m pretty sure we’re just about due for her now…

Rulue: OH-HOHOHOHO!

Arle: *sigh* Yeah… There’s the laugh. I figured. I knew she’d show up. But, still..

Rulue: I had a feeling you would be here, Arle! 

Arle: Hey there… Rulue…

Rulue: You must also be searching for the Genie of Wishes. But in the end I will be one to undo the seal! And then I shall have a GORGEOUS wedding with my darling prince, Satan!

Arle: Yeah. That stupid, bland wish sure sounds like you.

Rulue: *shrieking* What are you calling “stupid” and “bland”!? Arle! Not only must you always stand in the way of my romance with my Satan, but now you’re also being so incredibly rude to me!!

Arle: What did I even do!? It’s Satan who’s obsessed with chasing me, not the other way around! 

Rulue: *shriek* You will pay for this…! I will shut you up for good with my marvelous martial arts techniques! 

Arle: *sigh* Yeah, of course this is where this conversation went.

Rulue: I will NOT hold back for a second! 

SFX: *Puyo chaining sounds*

Rulue: Queen’s Dance!

Arle: AAAAAAHH!!

SFX: *blast, more chaining sounds*

Arle: AHH, she sure still knows how to pack a punch! Urgh, and I’m still powered out from casting earlier. I really was hoping to avoid more battles… Looks like I’ve got only one choice!

Rulue: Come now, Arle. What’s wrong? Show me your best shot!

Arle: Hey, Rulue! Look behind you! It’s Satan!

Rulue: Such an obvious lie! That trick won’t work on me.

Arle: But Rulue, he’s waving at you~

Rulue: Ungh… As if I’d fall for this…!

Arle: Oh! And now he’s winking at you!

Rulue: …Uhhh….uhh…!

Arle: Ah! He just blew you a kiss!

Rulue: …She’s lying… I know she’s lying, but… Oh, why must you betray me, my foolish heart…!? OH, MY DARLING, SATAN~!!

Arle: Hngh! Fireball!

SFX: *chain sound, blast*

Rulue: AAAAAHHH!

Arle: Sorry for this, Rulue. But I really don’t think you should have THAT wish granted~!

Rulue: How dare you… AAAARLE!!

SFX: *footsteps as Arle runs away*

Rulue: COME BACK HERE, RIGHT NOW!

-

SFX: *still running*

Arle: *pant, pant…* …Ahh!! There it is! The final door!

Carbuncle: Gu-gugu!

Arle: The wishing genie is sealed behind that door! And we’re first in line to unseal him!

Carbuncle: Gugu!

SFX: *gate opening*

SFX: *slow footsteps*

Satan: Truely, Arly, Carbunny! You two ARE first in line! Let me congratulate you! …Or, well, you would be first. If one were to not count me! The great monarch of the night, Satan!

Arle: Satan? You’re here too!?

Satan: I had a feeling you would not miss your chance to visit this place, so I waited here. Hah. And you have done well defeating the many opponents in your path and making it here first! I expected no less of you, Arle! You are truly worthy of being my wedded empress! 

Arle: I keep telling you! I’ll NEVER be your “empress”! *sigh* How many times have I said that line now? I’ve kinda lost count. 

Carbuncle: Gugu-gu…

Satan: Now, now, there’s no need to be flustered! WAHAHAHAHA!!

Arle: This is really bad… Satan may be a moron, but he’s also really super powerful…!

Satan: Now, Arly, Carbunny, time to stop playing coy! Else I’ll have to be a liiiittle forceful in escorting you out of her~!

Arle: *sigh* Overthinking this isn’t going to help… Let’s get this going, Satan!

SFX: *Puyo popping sounds*

Arle: Hah! There! Fireball!!

Satan: Oh my, oh my… I suppose I shall accept this symbol of your burning passion! 

Arle: Urgh… Ice Storm!

Satan: Ahhh~ Such a nice, little breeze~

Satan: It is about time I returned fire… Disaster!

Arle: *screaming* AAAAAH!!

Carbuncle: *screaming: GUUUU!!

Arle:  Ou, ou, ou, ou, ouch…! Carby! Are you okay?

Carbuncle: Gugu…

Satan: Awww! Don’t make such a sad face my precious little Carbunny! I promise I’ll give you lots of pets after we’re done here~!

Arle: Hm… Satan!

Satan: Hm? What is it, Arle?

Arle: Um…Could you stand over there for a moment?

Satan: For what? Do you want to admire me striking battle poses for a little longer~? Hm~?

Arle: A little further right!

Satan: You mean here? How is this? Does this angle make me look especially handsome?

Arle: Yes, yes, that’s very good~! …Now, Carby!!

Carbuncle: Gu! GUGUGU!!

SFX: *Rubelcrack Beam*

Satan: W-WAAAAARGH!!! M…My eyes! MY EYES!! 

Arle: Perfect teamwork, Carby! Okay, Satan, we’re gonna go now! BYE~!

Satan: U-Urgh… N-No, wait… This can’t be… ARLE, WAIIIT!!

SFX: *footsteps as Arle runs away*

-

SFX: *still running*

Arle: *panting* 

SFX: *stops running*

Arle: *deep breath* Carby! We did it! We’re here!

Carbuncle: Gu-gugu!

Arle: Now, let’s see… Where’s that Wishing Genies sealed? The only thing I can see in this room is some musty, old kind of pot…

Genie(muffled): Over here…!

Arle: Whoaaa!! The pot just talked to me!

Genie(muffled): Over here…! I am sealed within this awful thing!

Arle: Oh, so that’s how it is… Hey, so, I heard that you’ll grant one wish to the person who helps you outta there. Is that true?

Genie(muffled): Yes. No matter how greedy or preposterous your wish, it will come true just as you imagine it! Now, come on, hurry, open the lid of this jar!

Carbuncle: Gugu…

Arle: …Right, you feel it too, don’t you, Carby? I have this really bad feeling about this.

SFX: *someone comes running*

Witch: *panting* …Hold it right there!

Arle: Argh! Witch!?

Witch: *panting* …Now I’ve caught up to you! 

SFX: *more people running*

Schezo&Rulue: *heavy panting* 

Schezo: ARLE! YOU’LL PAY FOR EARLIER!

Rulue: ARLE! DON’T YOU THINK YOU’VE WON ALREADY!

Arle: And now Schezo and Rulue are here too!

Schezo: Now hand me that jar at once!

Rulue: Give it to me!

Witch: No, to me!

[The scene now descends into Schezo, Rulue and Witch incomprehensibly bickering over each other about who should take the pot from Arle. This keeps going as Arle starts to talk again.]

Arle: What do I do now…? Argh! I don’t have time to think this over!!

SFX: *jar being ploppen open*

Witch:  EEK! Arle already opened the jar!!

Arle: Whoa…! *cough* What’s with all this smoke? What is going on!?

Rulue: Kiii! What is happening now!?

Schezo: Wait…

Rulue:  Huh?

Schezo: Something is not right here…!

Arle: Huh!? The smoke is taking the shape of a person!

Genie:  Wa-Ha-Ha… Hehehehehehe!! You fools! Thank you for breaking the seal on me, the Genie of Despair!!

Arle: Huh?

Schezo: The Genie of…Despair?

Rulue: But did the legend not speak of a Genie of Wishes?

Genie: Hahaha! That was a rumor I spread to lure foolish adventurers here. And it seems my plan worked perfectly!

Witch: Then… It was all a lie!?

Genie: That is precisely what it was! I mean who in their right mind would grant you lots’ wishes!? I must say, watching you all be deceived by such an obviously made up tale and quarrel so gruesomely among each other was very amusing! 

The Group: *restless sounds*

Genie: Eheheheheh! My powers are returning to me quickly! Behold the great power that once spread poison miasma across the lands! A magic which’s destructive spells once drove out each and every challenger who stepped before me, and turned this area into a land of despair!

The Group: *more restless sounds*

Genie:  Now, you shall fear me! Tremble in terror! In thanks of breaking my seal, you all shall be the first to taste the despair I-

The Group: SHUT THE HECK UP!! (Gu-gugu-GU!)

Genie: …Heh?

Witch: How dare you deceive me! You sure have nerve!

Rulue: I’ll teach you to play with the dreams of a maiden in love!

Schezo: I have no use for the magic of a being as repulsive as you!

Arle:  You’ve REALLY gone and made us mad at you now, you know!?

Carbuncle:  Gugu-gugu-GU!

[Everybody is incomprehensibly yelling at the genie without waiting their turn.]

Genie:  W-Wait! Were you even listening to what I said!? *deep breath* I am an INCREDIBLY powerful Genie of Despair, who is going to-

Arle: EAT THIS CHAIN! Here I go!! Diacute!

SFX: *Puyo popping sounds*

Witch: I’ll take over! Twinkle Dust!

Rulue: Very well! Concentration!

Schezo:  Oh, dark power… Tear Apart!

Genie:  *shrieking* What is this comet my eyes see before me!? W-Wait! Just a moment ago you were quarreling and snarling amongst each other! Why can you suddenly work together so perfectly!?

Arle: Take this! This is a special chain, full of all our anger! BAYO~EN!!

SFX: *BIIIG IMPACT*

Genie: WAAAAAAAHHH! *blasts off like Team Rocket*

Arle: *pants and sighs* Haaah… Now I feel a little better, I guess.

Witch: We managed to unite our powers wonderfully!

Schezo: Not by choice, of course, but I am also not surprised.

Rulue: Who would’ve thought that a party as prone to quarreling as us could work together so well?

Arle: Yeah, it’s scary how well we all synchronize when it comes down to it, huh?

SFX: *someone comes running*

Satan: Ah! Arle! What happened here? I heard a loud noise…

Arle: Oh! Satan! You only just got here? Your eyes aren’t hurting still, are they…?

Satan: Hmpf… I still find myself blinking a bit more than I should. But, much more importantly! I just saw a rather evil-looking genie come soaring my way. Before I knew it I’d caught it in my hands and sealed it away in a bottle suitable for the job, but where did it come from, I wonder? 

Genie(muffled again): No! NO! I WILL NOT ACCEPT THIS!!

Rulue: *squee* Oh, my darling Satan! As expected of you, you saved the day!

Schezo: Just throw the bottle out with the recyclables. Nobody wants that trash.

Satan: What has gotten into you…?

Rulue: That all aside… *sigh* What a waste. I came all this way hoping for a gorgeous wedding with my Satan, and now this!

Satan: R-Rulue… I think you just gave me the chills…

Schezo: *sigh* I too came here looking to increase my power, but it seems all the walking was for naught…

Witch: It’s mortifying! I thought I’d be able to use this as a pretext to finally become a fully-fledged witch!

Arle: Yeah, same here! Just when I thought I’d be able to finally get my hands on some good curry again!

Carbuncle: Gugu!

Schezo: Wait…

Schezo, Rulue & Witch:  You were going to wish for CURRY!?

-END

[missamyrisa2]

So recently I thought of an idea thst you surely would love!~ Imagine if you could get a shirt, panties, socks or any other article of clothing to have "memory cloth"!~

So you could scratch the underarms portion of the t shirt, run a feather along the panties or scrub a hair brush on the socks and give them to someone, who once they put them on immediately or gradually starts feeling the sensation ~ so whatcha think about this one?~

Ooooh my gosssh~ I loooove little ideas like this that could just be used in soooo many scenarios and stories~ mmh programmable clothesss~ I love itttt~!!

Especially because obviously I have had wayyyy too many thoughts about tickle outfits and of courseee I have thought about outfits with a mild amount of either sentience or remote ability from a tickler, like vibes hidden in the fabrics or just ruffling trembling materials set off against ticklish skin~

but oooh yesss I adore the thought, the idea of having like an inventory of clothing ~ tops and bottoms and underwear and socks that have been primed with tickles. Maybe a wicked collector making such things, a top holding a circle of tickles to apply to a bellyyyy~ bottoms with squeezies at the thighs ~ socks with under toe tickles just waiiiiting for the opportune moment. And of course undies with taunting silky tickles for the royal areas~ They'd be like a villain capturing people and dressing them up for tickly makeovers~<3

Maybeee a whole workshop factory of such tickle outfits being manufactured ~ oooh and you the new intern are tasked with the product testing floor~ a full shift with the relentless wicked dress up machine which keeps putting new programmed clothing on you to measure the results as you are made to do everyday tasks, sitting down at a desk just waiiiting for the memory cloth to activate and start wrecking your ribs with kiss sensations and bellybutton with pokes~ all the while the research team is asking questions and taking notesss~ better hope you don't perform toooo well and end up at the evening test sessions for intimates ~<3

[oneknightstand-if]

Hellooooo! I'd just like to tell you that your write is amazing and I had such a great (and horrific) time reading it! The way the story is unfolding is so interesting and I can't waiiiit to see more <3 I mean, wtf, there nothing there, nothing at all.

Thank for giving us soooo many choices (although it's gonna be nightmarish to code all of them, I know we all appreciate your hard work <3) and honestly for all the lore AND REFERENCES. I'm not very familiar with Arthurian lore, and I'm loving to learn more of it. I love that you can be in denial and SAY THAT YOU AREN'T IN LOVE AAAAAH LOVE THE REFERENCE, WE ARE ALL DISNEY PRINCESESS OUT HEREE Still wheezing about Queen Elsa UEHHUEU

But really, there so much I wanna gush about on this amazing IF, but then this text would be even huger (is that a word?) than it already is, just know that I'll be dying to learn more and honestly to discover more of the story, it's so amazing (and creepy, I'm in danger :') ) Much love <3

The tsundere MC be like...

Also can confirm... coding is nightmare-ish.

Otherwise, thanks for the compliments! It's always good to hear about what people like in a work (even if I don't know how to reply) to help counteract the inevitable bad reviews. So thanks again!

[silentwillowwhisperer]

Keith and Allura are still my favorite bestie pair.

Mkay, hi! This post is kinda sorta in continuation to another post I wrote.

You don't really have to read the other one to understand this, but it's a similar idea.

Big thanks to @haunted-glassesgurl who gave me the idea for this, go check out her account, she writes thing occasionally.

Waiiiit. Our convo was kinda long. Am I gonna be here for like forever?

-------------------------------------------

Keith is in Allura's room yet again, this time with the princess sitting elegantly in front of him while he paints her.

For some reason, no matter where she is, the light always seems to hit her just right, and she always looks so effortlessly perfect. It makes her the perfect painting subject, her surreal beauty is quite literally alien to Keith.

But he knows that she's also caring and funny. It's hard to take someone seriously when you've watched the them snort like a pig because she was trying not to choke on food goo while watching Keith do a handstand on top of a ten foot tall bookshelf while singing House of Memories at the top of his lungs. It's a long story.

Anyway, he finishes and shows her his latest work. He's painted things for her dozens of times, and she always looks amazed.

She stands abruptly after glancing at the portrait for a couple seconds. Keith does not fall of the bed in surprise, shut up Allura.

"Keith Kogane of planet Earth, I name you the Official Royal Painter."

She says it with a teasing glint in her eye, but Keith looks shocked anyway.

"Really?" His eyes are starry with disbelief and happiness.

Of course, Allura had not been serious when she said that, but she had forgotten that Keith is a very angsty socially deprived child, and therefore cannot tell when someone is joking.

But how can Allura admit that to Keith when he looks like this? It's not possible! His way-to-adorable-for-his-own-good-kitten-puppy-eyes are on full force.

So now, when Keith is super stressed, he drags Allura into one of their rooms and just paints her for hours. She isn't exactly fond of sitting still for that long, but anything is better than seeing her best friend overwork himself to the point at which he regularly has to spend his nights in a healing pod in order to function.

And, sure, to anyone else it would seem like Keith is a creepy stalker who has nothing better to do than make artworks of Allura and stash them all over his room, but who cares? It's not like anyone will be snooping in there.

-

Lance realizes too late that he shouldn't be snooping in Keith's room.

It's not his fault! Keith had left the door to his room open for once, and how can anyone resist taking a peek in their crush's room?

So, really, Lance blames Keith entirely for his heart shattering into a million pieces.

He had decided to take a look in Keith's closet and see if the guy actually owns anything other than that stupidly short jacket. (How does it even provide Keith with warmth? It covers like 25% of his chest. Is he just a natural furnace??? Does he even take it off when he sleeps or is he just that committed to wearing overly cropped clothing and messing with Lance's weak heart?)

What he finds is painting after painting of Allura. Sure, she's pretty, but this is like an obnoxious amount of portraits.

Before, Lance had hoped and wished and thought that maybe, just maybe Keith might return Lance's feelings.

But now there is no doubt, Keith has a crush on Allura.

-

Keith can't deal with this right now.

He has already had a stressful week, and now his crush is aggressively flirting with his friend.

Allura just laughs it off every time, but to Keith, it just drives the knife further into his tragic, gay heart every time Lance says something cheesy or winks in Allura's direction.

Why are all the best people so painfully STRAIGHT?

Keith can't decide if he wants to punch or kiss Lance's stupid face.

At this point, it shouldn't bother Keith. He's watched the energetic boy flirt with absolutely anything, (seriously. Keith once walked in on Lance practicing puck-up lines on a trash can with a sharpied face and bikini on it) but for some reason, he can't stop feeling his feelings.

So now, instead of being mature about this, he's ignoring Lance. Shiro keeps looking at him and shaking his head every fifteen seconds, but if Lance is gonna be an unintentional douchebag, then Keith is allowed to be petty.

Their old rivalry is back, an Keith can't help the tightening in his gut when he realizes that he and Lance are drifting apart once again.

-

Allura is very close to strangling someone.

Honestly! Keith and Lance both clearly like each other, and yet they’re both set on restarting this silly rivalry of theirs.

If Lance says ‘Keith and Lance neck and neck’ one more time, Allura will have his neck.

She’s tried being subtle. She has dropped so many hints that everyone on the ship has figured those two out by now.

And now she’s done. Those idiots are going to kiss each other, and they are going to enjoy it, because Allura has put way to much effort into them.

After dinner that night, Allura grabs Lance by the collar and drags him onto a deserted hallway.

He yelps and complains until he meets her icy glare.

Allura has never shut someone up so quick, and it satisfies her greatly.

“Listen up Lonce. Not only have been flirting with me shamelessly for months, but you’re also failing to see what’s right in front of you. I don’t know about you, but the look Keith gives you every time you dismiss him breaks my heart. So, if you don’t fancy being ejected into space right now, you will go confess to that boy and kiss him like you mean it.”

Lance blinks at her in shock before responding.

“But- the paintings! And he’s in your room a-all the time!” he splutters.

Allura drags her perfectly manicured hand down her face with a groan.

“Well excuse me for being a good subject for his art. If you haven’t noticed, we’re friends, and that’s it. Now shut your trap and go find him.”

The next day, Allura almost combusts when the pair walks into the kitchen bickering. That is, until she notices their find smiles and tangled fingers.

[firsttarotreader]

Waiiiit I always thought the whole allergy to coke was a joke. Is it not? I'm a bit slow 🐌 so maybe I didn't understand...

No, not a joke, he said it in an interview for Solar magazine in 2017. The same interview where he said he had no private life, only work and tourism. 🤭🤭

And notice he knows it since he was 20 years old, that would mean 1995, not 1999, 2000, 2003, none of the years the multiple versions of the “seizure” story would say it happened. 😅😅