#ask-dorks

[ym523]

Bath time is never just "bath time" with these two 🙄

[void-dude]

Are you planning on making a fanfic of the ship tad x stanley if so i would love to read it

Well the thing is I can't actually...write all that well.

I love making art! I've been drawing so much! Currently I got a comic planned out and a BUNCH of sketches waiting to be posted after the comic drops. I've just been putting it back because it's a bit of a messy comic that I use to cool down after working on bigger stuff like Bill in therapy haha so it's...a bit inconsistent but still fun (I hope)

[time-woods]

I love your cosmic owl design like when I see him I goes "yeah the owl, that's him". Can you share some thoughts on his designing process I'd love to learn a bit

Also he gives off Garfield vibe(affectionate) for some reason

ooo!

i did this really quickly but i hope this makes some sense- i had a ton of fun designing him and im really glad a lot of people like him ! ! i rlly wanted him to read as cosmic owl as much as i could.

i also put in some lil character traits for this version of him that i think fit

[quail-in-red]

hi quail! i love your art so much! 41 and 47 if you wanna? ☺️💚

Thank you!!! 💕 *rubs hands together* Aahh this one is a challenge!

First Kiss + Not a Date

[tojisun]

i just know and i feel it in my little heart. bimbo reader collects sonny angels. maybe she’s even made them little outfits and says one is simon and one is her. i feel like she’s the type to sew a little pocket on his tactical clothes so a little part of her is always with him 😭

HONEY OH MY GOD HONEY THIS IS ADORABLE?? THANK U FOR THE VISION BECAUSE SHE ABSOLUTELY DOES!! got a full collection and a mounted shelf for the lil cherubs n all thattt 🥹🫶🏼 god what a cutie

just imagine how excited you were when you first started collecting them and simon’s a little confused but he gives you his card anyway when you tell him you want to order more.

“they all have the same face, sweets,” he says, bending over to get a clearer view of your display case to see the little things. some have full outfits, while some are almost bare except for their hats, but even then – even with their different skin tones and eye colours and costumes – simon can’t shake off the oddity of seeing a singular expression from an intensive collection. “i don’t get it.”

then, his eyes catch onto a unique set. these two don’t have a plastic-style outfits and are, instead, decked out in little sewn clothes. one’s a wearing a pink dress, sparkly and made of laces, while the other one’s in a basic tactical gear – dark jumper, dark pants, a grey vest that’s fashioned to look like a bulletproof vest – and… a balaclava?

huh. that almost looks like-

“it’s us!” you chirp and simon, well, his heart quivers.

“yeah?” he asks, unable to look away at the little things, feeling so choked up at the affection and love that’s slamming against his ribs.

you hum in reply before your hand, slim and bejewelled, juts out to pluck the two of the dolls from the stand. simon straightens up and turns to face you at your beckoning.

“made ‘em ‘cause i missed you,” you mutter, batting your lashes up at him in a shy manner. you snagged your bottom lip between your teeth, nibbling in anxiousness, and simon simply melts.

“oh, lovie,” he croons as he cups your jaw with his palm, his lungs constricting when you instantly nuzzle into his hold. “they’re perfect. y’r perfect.”

he murmurs his thanks when you give him the doll that’s fashioned to look like you, gentle in his touch and reverent as he slides it into the chest pocket of his jacket.

“there she is,” simon murmurs, unaware of how his actions are making you tremble with love. “safe and sound by my heart.”

he chokes in surprise when you throw yourself at him, climbing him with experienced grappling, before cupping his cheeks and pulling him in for a kiss.

well. simon’s not complaining, that’s for sure.

-;

you bring simon-sonny around when you go out with your friends, plopping it beside your cocktail drink or beside your lil cup of ice cream, before asking your friend to snag a picture of you and the cherub to send to simon (who’s currently deployed).

to: simmy <3

us!!!! 💖🩷 <

and simon responds with a picture from his end, just a little selfie, almost blurry, the angle just enough to show simon looking up at the camera and the little sonny that’s perched inside his chest pocket – the one you diy-ed yourself.

from: simmy <3

> us :)

-;

CRYING THIS IS TOO CUTE!!! RAHHHHH nonbc im so sorry i rambled again 😭 i just. i have sm lil figurines (not specifically sonny) and i just love thinking about a s/o who cares sm they indulge u :’>

[citree]

Blorbos from my shows.... ☂

[luna-lovegreat]

'I've never been in a dungeon before' and 'Who's Ganon?' have literally made some of the BEST reaction panels in Lu I just-

They are very similar conversations- where a Link is pointing out/asking about something that the others have experienced and they haven't. Which is really cool to compare and contrast but they all just freak out about it

Genuinely some of the best conversations in Lu

The lesson here is that apparently the Links will always be freaked out when one of them has missed out on one of the Zelda Fundamentals™

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Art by Jojo @linkeduniverse au :)

[midnightanxietytm]

I have a silly idea :3

imagine Mabel recounting the “accident with the leaf blower” to the reader, who then proceeds to make sure Ford isn’t around and tells her about the “kissing practice robot” incident from high school (which they witnessed) if you don’t know what I mean watch the land before swine commentary video

meanwhile Ford is down in the basement and suddenly stops what he’s doing and is like “I feel a disturbance in the force.”

A/N: Oh my god the kissing bot is so iconic, Ford is such a dork for that one lol. Hope I met your expectations with this one , its been a while since I've written something more lighthearted. Thanks for the request!

Contents: Mabel and Reader spilling tea, talks about kissing and romance and other sappy things. Ford x Reader more implied than anything. Short and fun.

Word count: 500

You know something is wrong because Mabel isn't smiling, Mabel is always smiling. She walks through the gift shop door and goes straight to sit on the counter next to you with a big sigh.

“Alright, spill it, sunshine.” You say with a small smile, putting down the book you'd been reading in order to give her your full attention.

She looks up at you with big round eyes. “I dunno… The date went well, he even kissed me!” You gasp in pretend shock and that gets a small giggle out of her. “I know right?! But like… It felt weird! It wasn’t bad! Just weird… maybe I need more practice…”

That makes you laugh as you prop yourself near the checkout; “Mabel, darling, kissing isn't really some equation you can figure out, maybe he just wasn't the right person.”

She lets out another big sigh, but you can tell is more resigned and hopefull this time. “Yeah, I guess… Besides, I really don't want another leaf blower accident.”

You laugh again, Mabel has that charm. “The what accident now?”

“Oh my gosh, I never told you?! It's so embarrassing; I was obsessed with that boy, who turned out to be a bunch of gnomes by the way, and I wanted our first kiss to be perfect, so I stuck a photo of him on a leaf blower on suction made and used it to practice.” When she said that, both of you started to laugh so hard tears formed in your eyes. “I-t left like this huge bruise on my face!”

You lean your head on the table, trying to stop laughing, but the mental image of Mabel with a leaf blower stuck to her face is too much.

“Oh gosh you're just like your grunkle!” You say in-between wheezing.

“Wait which one?” Mabel asked, rubbing the tears off her eyes.

“Okay so…” You began, looking around just to check Ford wasn’t near. “Your Grunkle Ford, back in high school he built this robot…” You look around again, holding back laughter and bringing down your voice. “It was this mannequin head with a rubix cube for a mouth and it had an alarm that wouldn’t stop playing until he…” And you did quotation marks with your hands. “...kissed it right.”

And you both started laughing all over again. “That's so dorky oh my gosh!”.

“Right!? He's such a nerd.” You say, and there's a softness to it that eases Mabel's worries about romance all together. “It fell from his locker once and it started blasting the darn alarm! He couldn’t go anywhere for a week after that without people mimicking kissing noises. It was gross.” You chuckle and sigh, sitting back down on your stool. “Compared to that, a leaf blower is no big deal!”

“Compared to what?” Says a third voice.

You and Mabel snap your heads, seeing Ford standing on the doorway behind the vending machine.

Crap.

[lavendermin]

going to be real ive been imagining jing yuan and kindergarten teacher doing it before the misconception gets cleared up so mid sex it’s just like “we should stop i don’t want to hurt you especially when you’re having a baby or ruin your relationship with your partner ” “im having a WHAT???”

anon… anon when I catch you 🫵 we share the same braincells truly. This similar concept is in the outline as a potential point of conflict that adds fuel to the fire and now I’m considering keeping it in the final fic still bc ugh. The fine line of being morally grey with already having feelings for each other and thinking both are taken but not being able to resist lingering touches and heightening sexual tension… GOD…

cw | cheating (but not really), nsfw, mdni, pregnancy mention

Finally crossing the line because he’s so nice and kind and hot… and honestly you feel the back of your neck getting warmer when you also think back to how your eyes have wandered elsewhere and that man is definitely packing. To put it lightly.

Aged like a fine wine, truly.

And Jing Yuan equally thinks your partner is not a good match with the amount of times you’ve expressed you would eventually love kids of your own. They’re probably infertile at this point—he has to assume that much. Why wouldn’t your partner give you a child if that’s what you wanted? And he can hardly even feel bad when he’s balls deep inside of you in a guest room you two stumble into at his company’s year-end dinner hosted at a rented estate.

Both your actions betray your words as his hips continue to grind into your wet heat and your nails claw at his back, urging him deeper. He’s a little breathless as he suggests you two should stop, he’s getting close and as much as he would love to creampie you he thinks that might be too far. What if your partner finds out, and your pregnancy, and—

You come hard as he’s breathlessly airing out his concerns and kissing your jaw down to your shoulder. So hard you have to take a minute to get your senses back in order, voice hoarse from how badly he wrecked you. Did you… hear that right? What?

“I’m not pregnant. I– Who told you that?” It comes out as a breathless whisper, throat parched.

You’re too fucked out to even process the part about him assuming you have partner.

Don’t get your news and facts from kindergarteners, folks.

[saprozoicworm]

i truly love the loser boy energy your stan radiates. what a guy.

im glad he radiates loser energy,, that means im doing my job correctly

[abd-illustrates]

i wanted you to know that years ago i was watching one of your rwby oc redraw speedpaints, and my grandma kept wondering where your accent was from because it sounded so unusual LOL

sdgfhjfds honestly ur grandma is so valid for that

[leggalese]

favorite prosecutor? 🫡

Prosecutor Meow Meow

[technically-human]

The cat queen…?

The Cat Queen

ko-fi

[gin-juice-tonic]

[madalenadrops]

Can I have some big boi beta! Wally?

Sure thing, dear anon! Here you go

❤💛💙

[buwheal]

hey spamton! anything interesting happen recently?