#balloon animals what a cute idea

[heckyeahponyscans]

Prototype pics from HQC1C’s instagram! 

[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

There's a snake in my pants - K.MG

🤠Who; Kim Mingyu (Seventeen) x gender-neutral reader 🤠What; Crack/humour. Some fluff. Established relationship. Himbo Mingyu! [I love himbo Gyu] 🤠Word count; 2.3k 🤠Warnings; Profanity. Critter mentions (literally the word critter plus snake but uhhh not the animal). Misuse of a lasso, bad Mingyu, but it's funny dw. And no one gets hurt. Mentions of pervert/voyeur Wonwoo but it's not plot relevant. Very suggestive in general but no smut or actual sexual actions. Reader wears lingerie.

Although there isn't any smut, this is definitely an 18+ fic so Minors do NOT interact. I WILL block any account that interacts without an age indicator in the bio.

Summary; Your boyfriend wants to try a new sexy roleplay idea, it doesn't go well.

-2024 Masterlist-

A/N- This goes out to @ourdawnishotterthanourday , I hope you enjoy reading this as if you don't already know exactly what's going to happen anyway from my screaming about the himbo cowboy collective (omg series idea???) Thank you for encouraging me to live my best crack life, sweetheart 💖 And big thank you to @wonuvs for helping me so much with the header, I know it must've been hard to look at shirtless Mingyu so much 💖

Approximately twenty minutes ago, your lovable idiot of a boyfriend told you to go and wait on your bed for him, gave you a wink then skipped off with an excited giggle. Which, cute, yes, but also very very worrying.

As much as you adore Mingyu, you are very aware that he has some rather questionable ideas in general, what with him being what you would call a Class A Himbo; and unfortunately, he has brought those questionable ideas into the bedroom on more than one occasion. There is now a strict rule about no balloons in the bedroom and likely not for the reason you think.

So although you do go to your shared room and get dressed down in a lingerie set you know that he likes, you truly can't say that you exactly have high hopes for whatever your boyfriend has planned.

When the door creaks open, you're confused because all you see is Mingyu's hand appearing from one side to nudge the door open as wide as it can go. It takes a few pushes of his fingers before the door does actually swing open and then his arm darts back. A second later, Mingyu gallops into view and you don't know if you want to laugh or mentally log out more.

Because gallop isn't even an inaccurate description of the way he enters. Like a child pretending to play cowboys with one of those long wooden poles with the plush horse's heads set on one end with attached reigns. You can't tell if the fact he has one of those children's toy horses makes it worse or not. You can't even admire the way his thick thighs, showcased by just the tiny pair of boxer briefs he's wearing, are pressed tight around either side of the thick wooden pole to keep it upright with both of his hands barely fitting on the tiny little loop of faux-leather that makes up the reigns.

All Mingyu is wearing are those tiny little dark boxers that don't even fully cover his asscheeks, a cowboy hat and cowboy boots. Oh, and there's some thin dark rope looped diagonally over his bare chest. That can't be good.

"Howdy partner." Mingyu starts, entirely serious in his roleplay and doing his best to put on the 'cowboy voice' you know that he and his friends have been practising together to be 'real cowboys'.

Even though you're still trying to figure out exactly how you feel about this particular roleplay choice of your boyfriend, you can't help but at least humour him. He's far too cute and sweet in general to not try, at the very least, to play along. "Howdy, cowboy," You reply, a little dumbstruck yet Mingyu lights up brightly all the same.

He wiggles slightly in excitement, forgetting himself a little in his joy, then remembers he's supposed to be a 'sexy, serious cowboy-man' and schools his expression. He doesn't even notice the amused twitch of your lips at his slip. "I'm new to town and I hear you're the person to come to when there's trouble."

"Oh, there's trouble, is there?" You hum and shuffle to sit up against the headboard. You're internally very relieved when he removes the horse and props it against the wall. It's much easier to take him seriously when he's standing there in all his ridiculously handsome glory.

"Yes, ma'am." Oh, you could get used to him saying those words in that voice, pitched slightly lower than normal and a little rough. Maybe their 'cowboy meetings' have been more successful than you've realised. Because Mingyu, nor his friends, have improved very much in the actual horse riding aspect of being a modern-day cowboy. But at least the voice is getting good.

"Sounds serious."

"It is." He steps a little closer, hands on his hips and you can't tell if it's intentional or not but it draws your eyes to his crotch in those tiny boxers leaving nothing to the imagination. Not that you need to imagine what he's packing underneath when he's always so willing to let you see, and feel, and taste. "Do you think you can help a cowboy out, ma'am?"

"Keep calling me ma'am and it sounds pretty likely." You mutter and lift your gaze back up to his face. He's smirking at you now, well aware of how much you love his body. "Tell me, what's the issue, cowboy?"

"Well, you see, it involves a certain critter," You try not to giggle at him using the term critter, you can't help it when all you can think of is the endearing way he and his friends will call any living animal or insect critter; often in a loud screech when a bug flies too close to them.

"Ooh, I see. You have a critter problem."

"That I do, ma'am."

"And a big strong cowboy like you can't handle a single critter?"

"I'm more skilled with the bigger critters."

"So this critter is small?" You wonder how many times the two of you will use the term critter, it really does not help set the mood, just amuses you honestly. This situation has already devolved in your mind and Mingyu hasn't even noticed, he's still very serious about his big-boy cowboy role-play.

"Yes," His face drops. "Wait, no! It's not." He pouts a little, barely a little protrusion of his bottom lip.

"So it's not big enough for you to handle yourself, but it's not small?" He nods and slips back into character. "How big is it exactly?"

"Big enough." You think you understand what he's trying to do here. But you're willing to let it play out at least.

"Okay, give it to me."

"Give it to you?" His eyes round out a little with the excitement those words bring him.

"I mean, tell me what it is." You correct and try not to giggle at the disappointed little oh he lets out, understanding the miscommunication there.

Though, once again, he gets right back into character and locks his serious, sultry gaze on you as the tips of his thumbs hook into the waistband of his boxers without removing his hands from his hips. "There's a snake in my pants." Yup, that's about exactly where you thought he was going with this.

"I can't believe you've defiled my childhood like that, Mingyu." You deadpan, unimpressed. His arms drop along with his expression.

"What? What did I do wrong? It's just a line!" He whines. "Wonwoo taught it to me!"

"Wonwoo?" You sigh. "Baby, what have I told you about listening to Wonwoo where sex is involved?"

"That he's wrong that sitting in the tree outside our window with binoculars isn't a natural biology lesson no matter if he takes notes." He replies in very much the tone of a man who has had those very words drilled into him many times.

"I…well yes, that is a very good one, thank you for remembering." Mingyu perks up a little at your approving response. "But that's not what I meant."

"Uhm," He thinks hard. "That he's wrong that you have to bark during doggy style." That particular memory sends shivers down your spine, you had hoped to forget it.

"Also very correct and please don't bring that up again."

"I'm sorry, I really thought he knew what he was talking about!" Mingyu defends quickly. "He's so smart, baby!"

"Uh," You don't know how to respond. Wonwoo is not smart, he may look scholarly with his glasses and cardigans when he's lounging around, but he is, like your boyfriend, just another pretty himbo. All four of the group are and you still can't tell who's the worst of them. Still, you adore the four and would never change a thing about any of them, even if their dumbassery has caused a lot of trouble since they moved to town. So you move on. "The point is, Gyu, you shouldn't listen to Wonwoo's sex advice, ever. Remember that?"

"Oh, right, yeah, you've said that before." He nods slowly in understanding, looking kind of dejectedly down at the bedframe. He looks like a scolded puppy, it pulls your heartstrings enough to want to try and salvage the situation.

"Was this whole roleplay Wonwoo's idea?" You wonder. Mingyu looks up at you and shakes his head, lips pouted cutely at you and eyes big. "Yours?"

"Yeah. And Seungcheol's. You've never told me not to take sex advice from him!"

Okay, you have to admit, Seungcheol is probably the only one from Mingyu's three besties that you think would give pretty decent sex advice, you know he at least has active ongoing experience with a friend of your own and they've always sung his praises. Wonwoo is…well nobody knows for sure if Wonwoo has ever actually had sex. He kind of gives off horny virgin energy, honestly whenever sexual conversations come up but he's always been pretty smooth when flirting so it could go either way. And the fourth of their group is precious, naive Seokmin; you know he has experience himself but he's a very sweet guy and always seems scandalised when anything out of vanilla is mentioned.

"Okay, then I'm willing to pick this back up if you really want to try it, sweetheart."

"I do!" Mingyu beams and suddenly looks as if you've offered him the world on a silver platter, drizzled in sweet syrup ready for him to slurp up. Oh, does that remind you of another one of his slightly less questionable bedroom surprises. But that's an entirely different story. "Okay, okay," Mingyu takes a few breaths to calm his visible joy, it's so cute watching him bring his hands up as he inhales deeply then turn and push them palms downwards to the floor as he exhales.

He may have some very odd ideas, but man, did you score an adorable sweetheart of a boyfriend who you hope will never change and always remain this way. You've not even been together that long, just a handful of months really, but you're pretty sure he's it for you. Your forever. The one you want to spend the rest of your life with.

When he's collected himself, he turns back to you and decides to entirely bypass the whole snake in his pants section, wisely so you think, and starts to remove the ropes from around his torso. He only knocks his hat off twice, though you barely notice because now all you can think about is the fact that it seems like you won't be the one to have to bring up bondage.

While you're wondering if your big beefy boyfriend is about to hogtie you and have his way with you, Mingyu gathers the long rope in his right hand and then takes one end into his left. It's then that you notice the very distinct large loop in one end.

Horror spreads through your body as you realise that Kim Mingyu has brought a fucking lasso into the bedroom. "Gyu-" You start in warning yet he's already pulling his arm back and launching the rope in your general direction. You yelp automatically, expecting to get hit in the face, yet it doesn't touch you. There's a loud crash on your right so you look over only to find that the only remaining one of the pair of bedside lamps is now in pieces on the hardwood flooring, the loop of Mingyu's lasso caught around the shade. It's like the balloon incident all over again. And now you have no bedside lamps, thanks to Kim Mingyu.

There's pure silence for a tense few seconds as you both stare dumbly at the mess on the floor.

Mingyu's whisper breaks the silence "Fuck." And then you burst into howling laughter. "Babe!" He whines but you can't stop, toppling over onto your side on the bed with the power of your laughs.

The whole situation has been a mess from start to finish. It's a miracle you lasted this long without some kind of breakdown. You're just glad it's the laughing kind and not the mental kind.

It takes a minute of poutily grumbling about working him hard on the scenario, learning how to tie a lasso knot and modelling endless hats and boots for his friends so they can help him pick the right ones before the humour of it all actually hits Mingyu.

It starts with a little giggle and then he looks between you and the broken lamp a few times and has to flop across the bed as he laughs along with you, uncaring that his hat falls off.

Slowly, both of you stop laughing and calm enough to look at each other. You're still grinning like fools and there are tear tracks down your cheeks from it, but you're happy. He's happy. That's all that matters.

Mingyu shuffles over to you in a manner that makes giggles bubble out of your throat until he's on his side close enough to lean in and press a soft kiss to your lips. "I love you," He informs gently when he pulls back to look adoringly into your eyes. Your expression softens and quickly melts into the mirror of his own as you brush your fingertips over his cheek.

"I love you too." You reply, smiling as he lays his hand over the back of yours to hold it in place as he turns his head to kiss your palm, planting his love right there where you can keep it safe for as long as you want to. And then he looks back at you and holds your palm to his cheek. "Just no more lassos in the bedroom,"

Mingyu laughs and nods in agreement. "No more lassos in the bedroom."

"House in general. Indoors. No lassos indoors."

"Okay, baby," He giggles and kisses you once more sweetly before getting up and picking his hat up off the mattress to plop on your head when you sit up. You adjust it so that you can watch as he crouches down beside the broken lamp to begin cleaning up the mess you made. And as you watch him, there's only one thought on your mind.

Yeah, he really is it for you.

A/N- Believe it or not, the original idea that caused this one has a much higher crack content and I may have to write that too. This story can be considered a spin-off of that, or one in the collection of the same universe focused on the 4 himbos and their adventures.

[stayteezdreams]

Celebrating Valentines Day {Maknae Line}

Headcanons/Scenarios: How you celebrate Valentines Day together - Maknae Line

{Hyung Line}

Pairings: Ateez Maknae Line x Gn!Reader (separate)

Warnings: Mentions of food/eating in all members sections.

Words: 0.7k

San

San has always wanted to go all-out on Valentines Day ever since you started dating.

I'm talking rose petals everywhere when you walk into the room, cute balloons, a big bouquet of flowers, chocolates, teddy bear, candles, and a homemade dinner.

He is nervous but excited.

You are in shock when you walk in and he can't help but giggle at your reaction.

San makes you feel spoiled, and that is his intention.

You felt guilty because it felt as though your gift and chocolates paled in comparison.

But San reassured you, you could have gotten him just a card and he would have loved it.

After you ate dinner, you ate a cute cake you had bought for the two of you.

Something he had known you were excited to buy, so he didn't bother with dessert.

You spent the rest of the night cuddling on the couch, wrapped in each others arms.

Where it went after that is up to you...

Mingi

You and Mingi wanted to do something fun for Valentines, but were stressed with the idea of planing it out.

So you decided to just go with wherever the day took you.

After breakfast together you went to a park nearby that was hosting a small music event.

If you wanted, Mingi would put you up on his shoulders/back so you could see everything over the crowd.

You spent a few hours there before heading off to a Valentines cooking class you booked that morning.

You cooked each other food and made each other chocolates.

It had been something you were interested in for a while, so you thought you might as well do it on the cheesiest day of the year.

You finished off the evening going to a small festival nearby.

You played some games, watched fireworks, and somehow ate even more food.

By the time the two of you had gotten home you were exhausted, but happy.

You decided going with whatever you found ended up being the best decision you could have made.

Wooyoung

Wooyoung of course surprised you with a beautiful bouquet, and a much-too-large stuffed animal.

You made him chocolates from scratch which made him squeal with excitement (you know the noise), and he proceeded to pepper kisses all over your face for an alarming amount of time.

Wooyoung is in full support of fun Valentines Dates.

Mainly, a giant arcade.

Someplace you could spend hours having fun together.

You played racing games, sport games, bowling, mini golf.

You danced and did karaoke, and won a dozen prizes in claw games before the two of you grew tired enough to go home.

Once you got home, Wooyoung insisted on cooking you dinner.

After some convincing he agreed to let you help by cutting up some vegetables, and clearing the dirty dishes.

Music played as you cooked, and after a few dance breaks, play fights and ...other distractions, dinner was finally done.

The rest of the evening was spent in each other's company, while Wooyoung ate all of the chocolates you made him, and then proceeded to beg you to make him more.

Jongho

Jongho had never celebrated Valentines with a significant other before.

He had been given gifts and chocolates on Valentine Day, but he had never really wanted to do the same for someone until he was with you. So he was quite nervous and unsure of what to do.

He spent a lot of time agonizing over the perfect flowers, the perfect chocolates, the perfect thing to say.

Then as the two of you were talking about the holiday, you told him you didn't care what he got you. The fact that he would do anything for you at all made you feel special.

This boosted his confidence and settled his nerves.

But he still surprised you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and a large variety chocolate box.

Also a large teddy bear he said would be his replacement for when he was away.

You got him flowers too, which made him blush and giggle. A sight you had rarely seen that you wish cold be engraved in your mind.

Neither of you wanted to brave the crowded city full of couples.

So you ordered an abundance of your favorite foods, put on your favorite movies, made a comfy pillow fort in the living room and spent the night huddled together.

It was simple, but it was perfect.

xx

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Mingi: @ye0nvibezzn

[pahtoosh]

the greatest form of flattery

[image ID: a gif of lloyd hansen smugly saying “right back at ya, sunshine” to a phone. /.end ID]

masterlist

18+

wc: ~1300 words

warnings: lloyd picks you up like a lot, play fighting, bad word(hell)

a/n: my first lloyd fic! I truly don’t know what came over me—I’ve never even seen the movie. I just thought this idea was so cute and then I had so many more ideas about the dynamic lloyd would have with his little! lots of play fighting and teasing(and kisses because it’s me🤭)

pairing: lloyd hansen x gn!little!reader

summary: Lloyd’s little finds a fake mustache.

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There was little you could do to bother your Daddy. Lloyd reserved all of his patience and understanding for you. You were his little love, so precious and pure. In his eyes, anything you did came from only the best intentions. He could brag for hours about how he had the best little to ever exist, and he taught you scarcely a thing about manners. You were naturally that sweet.

You were grateful that your needs coincided with what Lloyd could give you. Your rowdy days came out when he had more energy to spare chasing you around the yard. Your quiet days fell when he was exhausted from work and only wanted to cuddle in your home’s library, speaking in hushed tones as you escaped into worlds of fantasy. But there were some days when you sought mischief. You just hoped that your Daddy was in the mood to be silly too.

The day before, you attended a birthday party for one of your little friends. It was rare that Lloyd let you partake in events like this. His protective instincts went into overdrive when you showed him the invitation. Rather than giving in to his desire to hide you away, he fell for your pleading eyes and RSVP’d under the condition that he could come along and keep a close eye on you.

An afternoon of bounce castles, water balloons, and party games left you totally knocked out. You fell asleep in the ball pit, and Lloyd climbed in not long after. He scooped you up, resting your tired head on his shoulder as he carried you to the car. He accepted the gift bag from the party host on the way out, deciding that he could also use it to hold the shoes you had taken off before diving into the ball pit.

Feeling refreshed and awake the next day, you were delighted to see the gift bag on your nightstand accompanied by your morning note from Lloyd. He wrote that the package was from your little friend and that you could open it while you waited for him to finish his meetings. You gave his signature a kiss, then placed the note alongside your collection of every note Lloyd had ever written you. He left your little watch on the nightstand too. It was the same shape as your daddy’s, but customized to fit your wrist, and it displayed a digital clock instead of an analog. The screen also had little icons that lit up during snack or nap time. You carefully put on your watch just like how your daddy taught you.

The gift bag was calling your name now. It was simply made of paper, the cartoon animal design being its only saving grace under the scrutinizing eyes of a little. The tissue paper was mostly squished, but it called to you all the same. You dumped out the contents onto your desk, excited to see what you would play with first.

There were the typical favor bag items: stickers, a bouncy ball, and a tiny plastic soldier with a parachute. The bag also had a few little games and snacks. You separated the candy from the bunch and made a mental note about which ones you wanted to eat after lunch. As for the toys, you started with a sticky hand, promptly losing it to your ceiling. The mini dog-shaped puzzle was simple, yet fun. The underwater ring toss tested the last of your patience, but the ball maze lifted your spirits once more.

There were still a few minutes left until Lloyd finished his meeting and you had already played with all the toys in the bag. Or so you thought. You held the gift bag upside down and shook it one last time, hoping for a magical little toy to distract you during your daddy’s absence. Your wish came true when a fuzzy little thing plopped out. It resembled a caterpillar so much, you half expected it to move. Upon further inspection, it wasn’t a fuzzy little creature. It was a fake mustache!

Just like daddy, you thought. You giggled to yourself imagining Lloyd’s reaction to your new look. You carefully peeled away the paper backing and stood in front of the mirror to place the mustache under your nose. The plastic hair tickled a bit, making you sneeze a couple of times. Once you shook yourself off, you practiced a few poses mimicking Lloyd’s stance. His back was always straight, and he sometimes walked with his hands behind as if he were in a museum, which looked extra silly when he was just heading to the kitchen. He also checked his watch with a certain flair and spoke with his head cocked to the side when he was in a teasing mood.

As you checked your little watch, you realized that Lloyd’s meeting would finish soon. You ran towards his office, avoiding the edges of the hallway’s carpet runner because it had a habit of tripping you. Lloyd was closing the door behind him as you barreled towards his form.

“Hey there, honey. What’s got you running like crazy, huh?” He kissed the top of your head and patted you on the back. He hadn’t noticed the mustache yet because you ran with your head tilted downwards for extra speed and hugged his legs instead of jumping into his arms.

“Missed you, Daddy,” you said, your voice muffled by his slacks.

“Aw, how sweet. Come up here, baby. Do you want some kisses?” He lifted you up, doing a double take when he saw your new accessory.

“Is that-“ Lloyd cut off his own sentence as he burst into laughter. He hugged you close and gave you a few kisses in between his chuckles.

You beamed. “Do you like it, Daddy?”

Lloyd nodded, pursing his lips to contain his laughter.

“Now I look like you!”

“Hey now, Daddy’s mustache looks nothing like that,” he defended.

“Does so!” You wiggled out of his arms and struck one of the poses you had practiced. “If you wanna make an omelet-“

“Alright, that’s enough outta you.” Lloyd lifted you up and blew a raspberry on your stomach, making you squeal.

“Da- aahh! That tickles!”

“Shame,” he teased, continuing his attack.

You tousled in Lloyd’s arms until he had to readjust his grip. Using this moment of weakness, you poked his ribs, making him fall dramatically to the floor with you in his arms. He laid there breathless for a moment and was about to sit up before you placed a hand on his chest, pushing him back down.

“I got you.”

“Hell yeah you did, baby.” Lloyd took a breath. “Pinned your Daddy down. Good job, sweetie.” He patted your thigh, wondering if he’d taught you that move during your self defense lessons or if you’d learned it somewhere else. His train of thought was interrupted but a scratchy feeling on his cheek, followed by a soft pucker.

“Did you just give Daddy a kiss?”

“Uh huh!” You did it again on his other cheek. This time, Lloyd couldn’t hide the uncomfortable look on his face.

“Is that how it feels when Daddy kisses you? All scratchy from the mustache?”

“Um.” You touched your mustache as you thought, looking somewhat like a cartoon villain. “Yeah, a little scratchy.”

Lloyd held your free hand in his. “Is it too scratchy? Do you want Daddy to shave off his mustache?”

You shook your head, clinging desperately to him. “No! I love Daddy’s mustache!”

“You do?” he asked.

“Uh huh! Makes Daddy handsome and makes Daddy kisses special!” You demonstrated by pointing to your forehead.

Lloyd sat up and tentatively placed a kiss where you directed, repeating the motion when you wiggled happily.

“See?”

“Okay, honey. Daddy’ll keep his mustache, and you can keep yours too. In a box. Save it for Halloween.”

[skrrts]

ateez & how they try to cheer you up after you didn't get the job you really wanted

a/n: I usually do not write these kinds of reactions/actions, but I really wanted to give it a try because I’m currently on the job hunt like so many others. When you get another negative reply, cheer-ups are nice. (only descriptions, no dialogue)

All SFW, just cute and silly snippets. General warning for food and mention of disappointment, encouraging to cry in one. thanks @solaris-amethyst for beta reading.

Hongjoong: He would take you to action painting to make sure that you do not sit down and get lost in sad thoughts of why you did not make the cut. Hongjoong thinks that going out and being active is a really good way of making you feel better, chasing away thoughts by creating something together. Action painting has no real rules; if anything, the result is the prettiest if you go all in, wild and messy, just having fun. He would make sure to tease you, encouraging you to maybe throw some of the color balloons at each other, and kiss you passionately in between, whispering how much he loves and adores you. The piece of art you create together also gets a special place in his apartment, and he will annoy his friends with it because he loves everything you gift him and he made together with you.

Seonghwa: He invites you over to his place for a sleepover and already has prepared a large amount of unhealthy foods and snacks he knows you love. Instead of watching a movie or show together, he lets you play his beloved and well-taken-care-of Animal Crossing save file. He pulls you onto his lap and curls his arms around you while you play, allowing him to press many small kisses on your hair and cheeks while recommending which of his villagers you should visit or encouraging you to create cute little new outfits for his character and change some decorations in his home. When you sit down to eat, he will feed you cutely and reach out to gently ruffle through your hair, smiling all the time while telling you how wonderful you are and that he loves you.

Yunho: He invites you over to cook together but tries to make you laugh with his little acting sessions where he does self-talking commentary every time you do something, about just how cool you are and how he is nervous because he can’t believe you are here with him, spending your evening cooking. He is in no rush and makes sure to let you taste in between, asking for your thoughts on every step to show that he adores you and cares a lot about you and your thoughts. There are also a lot of hugs in between, from behind, when he kisses your hair and looks over your shoulder, giving you sweet compliments about how attentive you are and likely have a better idea about cooking than he does.

Yeosang: He would be silly and confuse you because he drags you to the park together with two suitcases, but when you make it there, he shows you that you actually can ride the suitcases and drive around on them. Yeosang knows you would be shy at first, so he makes sure to be extra noisy so that people look confused at him, making a fool out of himself to cheer you up but also show it's ok to be silly before telling you that you are too pretty to worry and that people likely are more jealous about it. Eventually, the two of you start to engage in little races along the park before ending up on a bench, gently hugging and kissing.

San: Unlike the others, he thinks it’s important that you take the time to get over what happened so you feel better later. He would insist that you lay down on his bed with him and the two of you hide under the blanket. For a while, he would hug you from behind, so you could hug his favorite plushie but also have some privacy to cry if you feel like it, since he knows that you do not like for him to see it. He would just ramble softly, telling you about his day and complaining jokingly about something wild Wooyoung did while always pressing little kisses over your hair and brushing soothingly over your arm. A little later, you’d turn around and you kiss lazily, cuddling tight until you fall asleep, always reminding you of how he loves you.

Mingi: He would drag you to the gym if only to make use of the punching bags there. He draws silly and evil-looking faces on sticky notes and puts them on it, telling you to let out your anger and insisting on being as loud as you can, using all the adult words you know to get rid of the bad feeling in your stomach and make use of your energy. He would kiss your hands gently after and then take you to your favorite café where he buys you all of your favorite snacks at once. You laugh a lot because he tries all of them, even though he knows it’s way too much, and he makes the silliest of faces, asking who thought of those flavors for cupcakes.

Wooyoung: He insists that throwing baseball is a good idea and will take you to the park, placing his favorite basecap hat on you and drawing each other's birthday as numbers on his and your cheeks. He will be all silly and pretend like your throws are just too strong and he fails to catch most of them until you scold him for playing like that, right after making you laugh as he comments on all of them like a radio host. He secretly brought one of his favorite medals and gifts one to you after, saying that you played well, although you already won his heart, so the best price is already yours.

Jongho: He is very attentive and knows how disappointed you are. Yet, he wouldn’t force you to talk about it but shower you with his attention right away, inviting you to a barbecue where he does about everything for you, from handling the grill to feeding you, if only after being sure the meat isn't too hot. While doing that, he’s very loving and gentle. After that, he takes you on a long walk where he holds your hand and squeezes it while you walk in silence, offering comfort and distraction just by being there for you, always ready should you want to talk about it. He will insist you stay over for the night, just in case, and buys you your favorite flowers on the way.

[cinnamonest]

i really like the idea of modern au incel kazuha being with this really experienced "dom" reader (who is actually just an ordinary person) who likes to do those things that you do with the shy and inexperienced cute boys. That is, telling them the right way to pleasure girls while you watch said boys be all shy and squirmy because they never knew what squeezing boobs felt like until then. And reader thinks he's disposable because he's def like all those losers that'll lower themselves to any degree possible for a kiss on the cheek

But... deep down kazuha is disgusted by the thought of his inexperience and status as a virgin be mistaken for submission and would more than love to show reader how dominant he can be

(It’s so funny you say that part about what boobs feel like because I remember in high school this boy I was with got to touch tiddies for the first time, bro was literally shocked, like I saw his eyes go wide and his jaw visibly drop. He said “I thought it would be like firm-squishy. like a balloon. but it’s so much softer than that!!” with all the excitement of a little boy in a toy store and I still think about that interaction, it cracks me up lmao)

Darling is simply on the cute virgin boy agenda. There's nothing quite like a boy who has never had a crumb of pussy going buckwild the moment he gets the green light.

And the littlest sliver of female attention is euphoric for him. Makes him feel a certain kind of way. It's pleasant, exciting, makes his heart pound, makes him feel jittery and like he wants to wrap his hands around your throat and rut into you like an animal—

He's caught off guard by his own thoughts. It's a very new feeling, something he kind of feels bad for thinking about, feels like these urges are impure and shameful.

…But because he's a virgin with no experience, all he has to go on is porn and the occasional meme or post. And the girls in porn like it, and he sees a lot of posts where girls say things about wanting to be choked and have their hair pulled on and such. It may be lighthearted, but there has to be some truth to it.

And you wouldn't want him to ruin the mood by asking for it or anything, he's certain you'll like it, so he'll just spring it on you without asking, hold you by your throat and pin you down — you'll like that for sure.

[softxsuki]

Kya! I saw you write for one piece and 🥰🥰🥰 don't worry, I try not to spoil you!

How would Luffy react to a female magician s/o that can Do so effin much without a devil fruit, and perhaps making cute requests to make him fly or showing him underwater World. Just someone who is lovely, kind and super sweet

Headcannons/drabbles... I leave that to you how you want it🥰🥰

Have a nice day/afternoon/night 🩵🩵

Luffy With A Magician S/O

Pairing: Luffy x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Genre: Fluff

Post-Type: Headcanons

Word Count: 610

Summary: In which you're a magician, part of the straw hat crew, and Luffy's s/o!

[A/N: So excited to write another request for one piece! I wish I could write for them more often but I have so many pending requests for other fandoms as well. I'm doing my best to evenly write for all the anime's on my writing list! But please send in all your OP requests, I need them <3 Thanks for sending this request in! What a fun idea <3 Hope you enjoy!]

Luffy:

Okay so because this is the One Piece universe, I’m gonna say that even though you don’t have a devil fruit, as a magician, you hold true magic! Okay? Okay

With that being said, Luffy is so entertained by you

Yes, his crew needs a chef, a musician, a navigator, a doctor, etc…but once he met you, he realized his crew also needed an entertainer

No, you weren’t a typical magician that pulls rabbits out of a hat (even though you probably could) but your magic allowed you to do so much more than your average trick

And Luffy loved your abilities so much, they brought him so much excitement

He’s always asking you to do something outrageous, going above and beyond with his requests to see how far your abilities truly go

From making him levitate, to cutting someone in half without killing them, his requests are endless, and sometimes even a little exhausting to keep up with

One of his favorite requests though are to see beneath the ocean; since he can’t swim, Luffy loves being able to see the ocean floor and the creatures that reside there

So if you’re able to create a magic bubble around you both and take him in the water, he’d love you forever (he already does)

You both love fooling around on the ship together, pranking the other crew members with your magic, and honestly the crew is fed up with your antics, but it’s nothing they aren’t used to already with Luffy onboard

During battles, Luffy sometimes gets distracted because he wants to see what crazy thing you’re going to do to your opponent using your magic

Catch him clapping his hands and laughing as you turn a marine’s sword into a balloon sword lol

“Ohh me next, turn my hands into metal Y/N!”

He’s so unserious, we love it

Though the cons to having magic and using is all the time is that you become drained very quickly, and when that does happen during a fight, Luffy is speeding to your side to protect you

After all, you’re more than just another crew member to him (or an entertainer as he recruited you as), you were his girlfriend and he would always make sure to take care of you

As much as he loved to see your magician abilities, your well-being was way more important to him

So whenever you do get drained, he takes you to a safe place, presses a kiss to your temple, and tells you to rest up while he and the rest of the crew take care of things

Of course sometimes you don’t listen to him; you’re part of the crew after all and if you just sit by and rest while everyone else surpasses their limits, you end up feeling a little useless

So you so what you can from afar, turning the opponents weapons into harmless objects, sometimes making their clothes vanish so they become flustered and distracted long enough so Sanji or Zoro can use that to their advantage, and sometimes you even help your crew avoid some hits by making them levitate or teleporting them to a safer area

You were definitely a very helpful member of the crew despite how tiring being a magican can be sometimes

Luffy gets a little upset that you didn’t follow his orders in staying somewhere safe and resting, but he’s grateful regardless

Once the fight it over, he’s carrying you back to the ship where he makes sure you spend the rest of the day resting without using any of your magic

He really loves you so much and you’ll always know that

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 08/23/2023

[beanghostprincess]

Transfem Buggy anon here to drop a silly valentines idea-

1) don't worry too much about speeding through asks, sweetheart, you're doing fine. Take your time and do your thing at your own pace. Anyone has an issue with it? I'll fight em 😤

2) IDEA TIME

So imagine Buggy getting absolutely SMOTHERED in valentines days gifts - from friends, underlings, allies, secret admirers (she thinks they're all fake or lies), and her partners of the year.

She and Alvida do a Self Care Self Love event (maybe include Uta and Perona bc smth about them being so supportive of Buggy coming out as trans and just so easily slotting her in to girls night makes me soft).

Ritchie wears a special Valentine's Day bow, and he gives extra lion licks to his favorite people. He doesn't quite get the whole concept of HOLIDAYS beyond that it makes his humans so happy and silly and so he too is happy and silly. Lion loves.

Mohji and Cabaji, every year, make Buggy a gift for Valentine's. She gives them little gifts too, but theirs aren't conventional - they were there from the beginning, and so they've seen the best and worst of each other. They're besties your honor.

After Impel Down, Buggy wakes up on Valentine's to a MOUNTAIN of cards, candies, stuffed animals, flowers, and balloons. Maybe half of them are signed. It's a long ass affair to organize them.

When she starts dating Crocodile and Mihawk, they hadn't seen the Karai Bari Variant of Valentine's Day. Needless to say, when they wake up and walk with Buggy to get breakfast, they are both BLINDSIDED and BAMBOOZLED by this veritable TON of gifts. Buggy just sighs. "Guys. Really?"

"WE LOVE YOU, CAPTAIN BUGGY!!!"

"I can't eat all this. Okay, line up, I'm passing out candies at random. Consider this a treat before breakfast."

"CAPTAIN BUGGY IS SO GENEROUS AND KIND!!!"

"I- ya know what, sure, whatever. I haven't had coffee yet. I don't feel like arguing."

Crocodile and Mihawk though are surprised when she offers them a soft smile and... two boxes? "Open them when you want to, boys, no rush."

She gets a delivery later on in the day, a crate with a blue rose painted on the top. She huffs. When asked, she shrugs it off. "Shanks is still being a damned sap."

He sends her presents as often as he can - with a relatively ser address for Karai Bari, she is more easily accessible, which makes him go a little overboard. In the crate are her favorite candies (ghost pepper flaked dark chocolates), soft stuffed animals, new clothes, a dress, flowers and silly trinkets. ((And maybe a little treasure map he made just for her)).

Buggy would give thoughtful gifts - smth for Croc's bananawani nursery or specialty cleaner for his jewelry, new seeds for Mihawk's garden he mentioned wanting once in passing or new cording to rebrand Yoru's hilt, etc.

She also ties her hair up on holidays, puts on an apron, and joins the cooks in the kitchens. Cooking is smth she's good at, if a tad embarrassed by, but baking if her favorite thing to do. It's like chemistry and showmanship mixed together, two of her most favorite things. Getting the chance to indulge in it is smth she rarely lets herself have, but she makes exceptions for certain days.

And if Mihawk and Croc, knowing this by that point, pooled together to get her her own supplies to indulge more freely in their shared space, away from prying or attentive eyes, well...

Valentines Day isn't exactly a cliche on their little handmade home, but the sentiment, the intention, the love is there.

((And if Buggy just so happens to send a few batches of Shanks' favorite cookies to him a week after the day, well, he'll treasure them!!!

Until he eats himself sick, that is.))

1) Thank you <333 That's really sweet 😭🧡

AND THIS IS ALL AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A bit late to Valentine's Day (sorry, really akjjddnjk) but I absolutely adore it. Buggy loves Valentine's Day and the thought of everybody getting her gifts and also enjoying the holiday on her island is so cute,,, Everything is perfect and tbh, after coming out as a woman is even better because she's finally able to do it as herself. I think she wanted to do it really bad when she was a kid.

Her crew is so silly,, And having a whole day with Perona and Alvida makes her feel so loved,, Crying and sobbing. Also, Crocodile and Mihawk aren't used to celebrating these things, so now that they're with her they're surprised by how much they enjoy it. Not the holiday itself because in general it's extremely annoying and they do not want to be there with all this drama-- But they do like seeing her happy and giving her gifts <333 Why have mafioso-looking boyfriends if they aren't going to shower you with gifts, you know? And also, they're losers for her, which makes it better.

[restlesspazzi04]

somebody asked if there was any music i listen to while writing but i cant find it, but here is a my full fledged response for anon

one of my writing rituals is that i pick one or two songs to listen to while writing a chapter/scene to get me into the mood for what im trying to write

so if u want to listen to smth while u read this would be my recs as it's what i listened to while writing each chapter of slow falling

chapter 1: welcome and goodbye by Dream, Ivory

got me in a nostalgic mood for this chapter bc i wanted the shock of their loss of contact after introducing how they met to feel the way this song makes me feel

chapter 2: animal by neon trees

their first kiss, so yeah

chapter 3: home by Edward Sharpe

its funny because a pazzi edit to home is what got me into writing this fic

state fair chapter was probably as fluffy as it was because of this song bc the idea of them being each others homes is too cute

chapter 4: little bit by lykke li

felt right for this chapter ngl but also i j like this song a lot idk

chapter 5: champagne coast by blood orange

mostly bc i rly like this song but also because that was the vibe i was trying to go for with the lakeside/summer vibe of nostalgia

kinda wanted to emulate the soulmates vibe they give and this song gave me that vibe idk

edit: birds of a feather by billie for essentially all of these chapters forgot abt that

im a massive writing nerd and don't have any other outlet for this other than tumblr so hope i didn't over explain for anon lol

also idk if this is a spoiler but chapter 6's song is probably going to be house of balloons by the weeknd bc of the you belong to me part ngl but it might change so idk

lmk if this is smth ugs wanted to know and if not j ignore this post this is all for anon lol

[cookietrains]

Klown Headcanons: (Killer Klowns from Outer Space, 1988)

General Headcanons: 

(TW for this section of headcanons. There are mentions of Klowns killing people/ animals, topics of mating/ breeding brought up - not explicit) some of these headcanons melt into more observation territory, but I try to expand on what I've learned either by the film or game. Also, I'm new to the Killer Klowns world, I've always known about Killer Klowns, but it never seemed interesting to me until I saw the Klowns. They're absolutely adorable, and I would die for them.

Each Klown has their own choice of comedy, it's like their second language. This is also a significant way of finding mates amongst each other, trying to impress their partners with laughs. I will list the Klowns' different types of humor below when I talk about each individual Klown. 

Every Klown has their own unique ability, that they learn over time to perfect it/ make it stronger. These abilities are learned in their youth and it's unique to the one Klown who has it (a lot of powers are similar but no two abilities are the same) some abilities can be taught to other Klowns, some can't.  

Lackeys (from the game) are a thing on their planet and serve as the Earth equivalent as an intern. The Lackeys go on invasion missions to learn how to later in life take over planets. This category of Klowns are substantially younger than the main cast of Klowns that take over Earth. There can be older lackeys but it's not very common and they are more likely to be sent back home because they’re a bit too slow for the younger Klowns. Proving to be invaluable to the team. 

They need to be cold. It’s due to their atmosphere back on their planet. Their bodies have to be colder to survive. Their version of a cool 71°F is about 62° .Around 50-60 degrees, which is perfect for them.

Klowns do not need water. Unlike humans, Klowns can have water but it has zero nutritional value. Unless it had a good bit of sugar in it. Klowns get their main source of energy from sugar. Their choice of their main food being human is because human blood is the sweetest compared to creatures of different planets. Adding cotton candy sugars to melt them down is like adding 8 bags of sugar to a gallon of sweet tea. To a Klown however, it's like having 4 protein shakes. 

There are certain foods Klowns would either have a natural allergen to, or they would be very adverse to it. I think one of these foods would be fish. I think a big reason for them hating fish is because it wouldn't melt right in the cocoons and would ruin the flavor. It's hard to make a fish sweet. It would be wasteful to the cocoon materials. If they're not allergic to the food, giving them one of these foods would make them violently ill. I like to think if a food they eat has too much salt in it would have this effect.

Speaking of their food, they also enjoy hunting humans the most for the chase. Nothing runs quite like people when they are freaked out. This is where the sadistic side of the Klowns really show (Some more than others). It’s just fun for some of the Klowns to play around with their food before finally cocooning them. Also, as seen in the film, no one is safe. Children and pets included. They're especially disrespectful to law enforcement/ anyone they would deem their rulers. 

This is already alluded to in the film, but I really like the idea that Klowns have already been visiting Earth (and other planets) for centuries before the events of the film and this is where the idea of Earth clowns came from. I’d like to add other things some poor souls might have gotten ideas from because they escaped the Klowns would probably include balloons, cars, the circus in general, the idea of aliens. A variety of things have accidentally been introduced to humans by Klowns over the many, many years they've tried to kill them. 

There are dinosaurs on their planet (as seen in concept art from Charles Chiodo) . I think this is so cute. I love dinos !!! Gushing aside, I’d like to add to this also. I think they also have other extinct animals on their planet, like mermaids, unicorns, mammoths, dodos, ect. I also think they actually have cryptids on their planet and the Klowns are not the scariest things on their planet. Some Klowns keep these creatures as pets also and they take animals from other planets as souvenirs/ keep them as pets if they don’t die from the different atmosphere. 

There's various ways of having and raising their offspring on their planet. The babies can either be made in hoards in a breeding facility. The facility is mainly used for invasion trips, making plenty of eggs / popcorn babies for the Klowns to take on their trip to distribute across the invaded planets. The Klowns don’t look down on either which way their babies are made, but most Klowns (if they’re not planning on going on an invasion) they typically prefer to have one mate and their own set of offspring to themselves. They mate for life with only one partner and they have two options on raising their offspring. They can either raise them themselves, or they can be given to a care center, where there are Klowns who specialize in caring for the little Klowns of various stages. They sometimes also engage in child exchange - where the Klowns give their offspring to a couple who cannot naturally have offspring. 

All Klowns are like family. Towards other species, they are cold blooded and cruel, but to each other they treat all other Klowns like family. Sure there are fights, but it's usually quickly resolved. There just isn't any sense in their own species fighting or killing one another. Obviously Klown death happens by the hands of other Klowns, it’s just very rare and odds are it would happen by the hands of a higher ranked Klown.  

Klowns CAN pierce their skin, but very few have it done (Rosebud had her ears pierced, from what I could see) Tattoos aren't a thing for Klowns. I feel like if Klowns were gonna have tattoos, Spikey would have some. 

Each Klown has their own specific set of knowledge and interests when visiting other planets. Some of them, while hunting, also want to explore the amenities of their prey (Like when Shorty and Rudy were rummaging through the convenience store) and some of them want nothing more than to just wreak havoc (Spikey and Slim come to mind when I think of the more chaos causers’). 

I know it’s a common theory, but I personally do not believe the capturing of humans through the balloon method has anything to do with turning a human into a Klown. The balloon serves as a capture tactic, specifically towards women (as far as we see in the film), but there’s no concrete proof that Klowns are taking only female humans in balloons. And I definitely don’t think they’re using humans as anything other than food. Perhaps accessories or study purposes. I think balloons serve as a type of way to store humans (like how we put cold foods in the fridge or freezers). The balloon slowly suffocates the human, killing them. But there may also be a type of air in the balloon that marinates the human/ makes them taste a certain way they enjoy. (Yes, i know i made my oc a human turned Klown. It's still fun to play around with the ideas. And it’s an interesting concept, I just don’t think it’s logical to the film, ya know?)

Just like on their invasion trip in Crescent Cove, Klowns are just as clumsy and awkward on their own planet. Their movements are supposed to be looked at as silly and uncoordinated (as per a clown). There are some causes to their mobility, the air pressure between worlds being vastly different. 

On their planet they don’t have shelves or stores like human versions. So none of the Klowns have to worry about being clumsy and falling over things. 

They don’t have a set schedule for minor things like sleeping. If you’re tired, go to bed. In Rudy’s case, he takes small naps throughout the entire day. Like 20 minute naps every 3 or 4 hours. 

All Klowns' noses are severely sensitive. It's a bit of a bump in the road for them (Evolutionary wise) when the most important part of their anatomy that could immediately kill them is smack in the middle of their face. Their noses are sensitive, but hitting them on the nose won’t kill them immediately. It has to be the force of, say a bullet. A very powerful, quick force. Along with their nose, they are also sensitive to loud noises. 

I like the headcanon that the Klowns nuzzle their mate's nose as a sign of immense trust and bonding, that’s just a cute thought. I love it. I’d like to add to the headcanon that if a Klown obtains a mate, even early into the relationship, they instinctively cover each other's nose to protect them.

Klowns look a lot like their larva self. They are born with pre determined facial markings and a hairstyle, they just won't be more prominent until they get older.

Headcanons Relating to Specific Klowns: 

(These headcanons include general headcanons, romantic headcanons, hypotheticals all mixed into one) TW:// some entries may include NSFW implications, mentions of death or killing, creepy Klowns that murder. Mentions of depression and suicidal ideation (not explicit, but mentioned) 

Rudy:

In terms of his type of comedy, Rudy likes/ uses a mesh of dark comedy and dry humor. Very deadpan and oblivious to his own jokes but loves it when his mate uses it. He thinks it's hilarious. 

He loves saying things that would normally be enthusiastic, but he says them deadpan. Just totally uninterested. 

Personality wise I think Rudy likes to study things and take his time learning what he can. As seen from when he first encountered the ladies at the store, he’s just as much a prankster as his comrades, tricking the girls into thinking he was an animatronic. Very fast thinking on his part. In general, he's very patient and observational. 

He is very nonchalant about EVERYTHING. Big Top could be crashing and burning, but Rudy: 😑

Would be a goofy dad. “Are ya winning, son?” Always making modern references and his kid just looks at him like no plz dad ;; ur killing me. He loves his child though. Very protective, very affectionate towards them. Cuddles are reserved for his mate and baby only, obviously.

I love the headcanon Rudy is a sleepy little guy ;; Because it’s so true. Look at him, look at those eyes. Sleep deprivation eyes. 

Giving him coffee would most definitely not work on him. Not because he’s an alien life form, but because he has adhd. Rudy gives me major adhd vibes. He's so busy around the ship because he is forgetting things almost all the time due to this.

He likes to learn through television. He’ll get so invested in what’s on the screen, he’ll forget what he was doing in the moment (someone please let him know not to trust everything he hears on media) 

Is the most curious of the Klowns, being more interested in sitting in the background and watching, BUT-

Rudy, in his free time, also likes to move around and would love a partner who dances along with him randomly or sings with him. As seen in The Dickies’ music video, Rudy is actually kind of a “star of the show” type guy, despite being more reserved on hunts, not doing anything too insane.

This shows me Rudy values stealth in hunting. Being a trapper would require stealth and observation from afar. But outside hunts? Rudy is… well, a clown! He likes cutting back and having fun with his coworkers. 

Likes hanging out with Shorty and Bibbo specifically. I could see the 3 of them causing chaos at an amusement park, having a blast on the scarier rides and all three of them raiding the concession stands. 

If Rudy was to take an interest in anything humans created, it would be rubix cubes or puzzles in general. 

Works with babies on his planet so he’s very gentle and patient when teaching others things. He is very, very hard to upset or frustrate 

Would be a pro at pictionary, not because he can draw well but because he thinks outside the box quickly. 

The way he shows his mate appreciation is through gift giving. In his mind, his mate deserves the world, so Rudy goes out of his way getting things for his mate. Would do the thing where he would find a pretty rock on the ground and would give it to his mate because it reminded him of them. Very cute. He’s also very doting to his mate. Rudy’s love language is quality time. He loves spending time with his mate. He loves cuddling with them and spending time watching shows with them. 

He also really likes it when his mate remembers small things about him. He really appreciates their efforts to think about his interests. 

I feel like Rudy would enjoy long story shows or shows he can get invested in with his mate and stick with it for a while. Shows like Grey's Anatomy, Criminal Minds, Game of Thrones. Honestly with Rudy, the more dramatic the show the better.

Spikey: 

Type of humor: Spikey uses more low brow humor. He says out of pocket things for the sake of being funny. Being a Klown, most of it is funny, it’s just random and out there.

Theater Kid Energy and a thrill seeker. The amusement park rides are not enough in terms of excitement to him. Direct him to the nearest 350 ft rollercoaster where you have to lay down (eugh… just thinking of that has me 😵‍💫)

Spikey, like Rudy, would love a mate who would randomly dance with him. He's not too much of a singer, but if you like to sing and you sing to him, even if it's “not the best” he would melt because of your voice.

Would not be interested in being a parent. The idea to him never looked appealing. He’s just not father material in his own eyes.

If by chance, Spikey ended up having a child and his mate was adamant on keeping it, he would be extremely doubtful of himself. Constantly questioning if he’s doing something wrong and terrified he would accidentally hurt his child. He ends up being the BEST parent. These are just internal thoughts that scare him. He’s very doting to his mate and child, always making sure all their needs are met and spoiling his little family. After a while, these thoughts would leave Spikey’s head and he would be a more confident parent. 

Would 100% do puppet shows for his child to calm them down and watch cartoons with them. 

Isn’t depressed but has thought of death more than once in life. Wouldn’t say he’s depressed at least. He’s just interested in the thought of what happens after they die? Klowns don’t really have a “God” per say… so I think a lot of Klowns would go through this thought process at least once. 

Is immune to being sick. Man has never thrown up in his life. 

^ From the previous point, he would be bitter about never being sick. Would feel excluded and would definitely ask “Am I Not Good Enough To Be Sick?? >:I 

He wants to be the surprising one out of the bunch and makes a big deal out of everything. In almost a cry for attention sort of way.  

He would be the most caring lover out of all the Klowns. Spikey gives off touch starved energy to me. He makes it up with his comedy type and being a lapdog to his mate. Constantly following them and making sure everything is okay all the time. Spikey is the type of partner to give his mate a goofy grin and wave from across the room, even if you've been together for years. Never leaves the puppy love phase for his mate. 

If he knew what it was, Spikey would love any sort of action video game. Some games I feel like he would enjoy are Contraband Police, GTA 5, Maneater, Outlast and Resident Evil. He would surprisingly be scared shitless out of the scarier games, but wouldn't admit to it. 

IS A TERRIBLE DRIVER. Do not let this man behind the wheel of ANY vehicle! Invisible or otherwise. Would treat street signs as checkpoints.

At home, he has like 10 exotic pets. At least one of them being a balloon animal that he was too proud of to let go. Don’t worry, he’s a really good animal dad.

On occasion Spikey really likes eating bananas. He HAS to leave the peel just lying around so he can watch someone else's downfall. Literally. 

Would be a huge cuddle bug. He wouldn’t want offspring but he would worship his mate. 

And he isn’t shy about showing others he’s in love. He’s all over his mate anywhere they go. Whether that’s cuddles, holding hands, kisses, scalp massages, shoulder rubs. If his mate is uncomfortable with PDA, he can learn to tone it down. But it must be made up in private, he just wants to be so close to his mate. Touch starved asshole. 

Does Drugs recreationally (loves if his mate joins him, but wouldn't love them any less if they didn't of course) 

If you can make him laugh, he’s putty in your hands. OR vice versa, if he really likes you and likes your laugh, he’ll be yours forever. He's a sucker for cut loose laughs. Ya know those unhinged, crazed laughs you can't control? It's his way of knowing you're comfortable enough with him to ugly laugh with him.

Gentle Hands! He has to have gentle hands to do the types of complex balloon animals he does and does not let his gifts go to waste on just the balloon animals, if you catch my drift. 

Cross dresses sometimes. He does not give a single shit about beauty standards, Klown or otherwise. ( I saw fem Spikey, now I suddenly have a huge crush on Spikey thnx ) 

In terms of being a mate, Spikey is very theatrical. In both the romantic sense and just being over the top in general. He makes a lot of grand gestures towards his mate.  

He loves cuddling and watching shows with his mate. He likes more comedic shows that will have him and his mate in stitches. He's not above watching cartoons, this man adores SpongeBob you can't tell me he doesn't. He gives off that he would enjoy movies like the Jurassic Park series (ya know what? If there's a monster in it, he's watching it), Godzilla, Eight Legged Freaks. 

Shorty: 

He Loves slapstick humor. Shorty loves it when a joke has been building up and he can see the outcome from a mile away but then when the joke happens it's funnier than you expect. Found his love for this type of comedy through accidentally watching a whole episode of Looney Toons.  

Absolutely uses his size to his advantage when hunting humans, knowing most of them have a soft spot for smaller creatures. Also uses this to his advantage in terms of being able to fit into smaller spaces (Pizza Box Scene). He loves popping out of places nobody expects him to be and I find that hilarious. 

Being a bit smaller than the others also gives him a few extra points for speed.

He canonically smells like pepperoni pizza, Sour candy and death. This is interesting, and I think this is a hunting tactic he uses. Covering himself with the scent of pepperoni pizza and candy, but his natural scent being death because he’s constantly killing people. 

I actually think Shorty would enjoy pizza and sour candy… together. He would like the most outlandish foods put together. Like peanut butter and mustard. 

Shorty, as a mate, would find the cutesy, cheesy stuff really sweet and endearing. Like late night walks in a beautiful place, being on the Farris wheel with his mate, cuddling up to them if they're scared. 

Shorty shows a lot of curious tendencies and likes tagging along with Rudy to check out places on their invasions. He steals some of Rudy’s souvenirs. 

Shorty and Rudy, on these trips, have become the best of friends. 

He loves niche things like paintings of dogs playing poker. Do they really do that? Are they broken when he sees them? Who thought of this?? 

He loves car shows, BUT make them clown cars. Can it throw pies? Does the beep sound funny? He’s in love. 

Will not tolerate bullies. In any scenario. He’s always rooting for the underdog. 

Shorty is the Klown that would love to have kids and would be a good parent

He loves having someone around who wants to be with him just as much. Shorty brings his kids everywhere with him (unless it's dangerous of course) 

Has a softer spot for animals than the rest of the Klowns, he thinks they're fascinating. Like birds and turtles are his faves. 

When it comes to movies or tv, Shorty really appreciates the beauty of the film. Things like the new Super Mario Movie comes to mind. He loves movies like that! Bouncy, bright and fun. 

Jumbo: 

Type of comedy for Jumbo is wordplay. He loves him a good pun, dad jokes are his weakness. Old school jokes are dear to him and he has a huge soft spot for them. 

Huge father figure to the main group, he lives for these invasion trips with “the boys”. 

He doesn't pick favorites, but out of everyone he talks to Slim the most 

Jumbo tolerates very little nonsense. Despite this, he is not easy to piss off. He’s spent a lot of time on the Big Top with Jojo and knows how to train his Klown comrades to catch and kill prey. 

Jumbo is the most conniving of all the Klowns. He is extremely vengeful and loves finding the pain of his prey funny. 

He doesn’t really like animals other than to eat. He needs sugar to live, but he prefers the chewy texture of the meat in his prey.  

Is the least emotional of the Klowns. He just doesn't have the time of day to care about miniscule problems. However, if he notices a Klown genuinely going through a hard time, Jumbo is one of the first Klowns to notice and take action. He’s a good listener and is good at lending some good advice. 

Best dad, in terms of making sure his child is safe. Wouldn’t be super interested in actively playing with his child, or watching their shows with them. But if his kid had a bully, he would be the first to know and the last to see the bully. But nobody’s gonna say anything. You even look at his child (or mate for that matter), he would show his frustrations with action. Protectively guarding his family, growling at the threat, mallet in hand to pummel them. 

Is not an animal person, would rather have a child than a pet. Sees pets as pointless. 

He doesn’t really have any interest in human made things, and wouldn't really like watching TV or digging through shops of any kind. 

He loves the chase for his prey, if he had a mate that would probably be his go to quality time. Or time in a familiar place to him, like the amusement park or a circus. 

He would show his mate he loved them by gift giving. He isn’t the most romantic Klown, but rest assured he absolutely loves his mate. 

Being one of the older Klowns, Jumbo has been on more invasion trips than the rest of the Klowns, so he knows the ropes of the hunt and the ship and teaches the other Klowns how to act towards Jojo. “Do Not Bother Him, Please”, is his advice. 

To some, Jumbo comes off as an intimidating being, but not to fear! He’s actually quite sweet. He loves his Klown comrades. When he finds out Klowns are on their first time invasion trip, he might give them a small celebratory gift. 

Is the closest to Jojo, reporting to him sometimes and they chat casually from time to time. Jumbo has known Jojo long enough to know what makes him tick, when to leave the room so he doesn’t bother him and what Jojo expects of his crew. 

Jumbo’s love language is HUGS. He loves to cuddle with his mate. He really is a big teddy bear. 

Has an interest in the fun house aesthetic. Ball pits, Balloons, Rainbow cake. He loves all of it. 

Would enjoy older cartoons that used to come on saturday mornings (Tom and Jerry, Spongebob, Looney Toons)

Very plays it safe. Jumbo, while violent and creative during hunts, normally doesn’t do things out of the ordinary unlike a lot of his buddies on the ship. 

Secretly has a deep fascination with human sports. Would never admit it, but Jumbo loves how divided people get over teams and how violent it can get. 

He could watch humans fight forever. It’s amusing to him. Why do they do this? 

Slim: 

His main type of comedy is a mix between ironic humor and satire. I feel like Slim would vibe with adult swim cartoons (Family Guy, American Dad,..The Simpsons) not cartoon network but he would like Parks and Rec, too. The first scene where Leslie falls down the hill.. when everyone told her to be careful, but she kept saying I'm a professional, something like that would take Slim out. 

The third oldest on the Big Top (right after Jojo and Jumbo) 

Is more stern than Spikey, but definitely more lenient than Jumbo or Jojo. 

During the movie, it would be Slim’s seventh trip to Earth. He has fond memories of chasing and killing humans and offering the landing spot up to Jojo. Knowing the land a bit, Slim goes out with Jumbo to inspect the area before the invasion starts. 

Is one of the more physically strong Klowns. Can easily pick up things 3 times his weight. 

Finds more of an interest in human made circuses than the other Klowns, liking that they got the Klown aspects so close. He often wonders to himself how the humans that got away saw so much before escaping

It’s a bit tougher to kill Slim by his nose. No one is really sure why this is. 

He’s actually really a fighter when it comes to himself. He’s a tough cookie and will NOT die easily. 

When it comes to aim, Slim is horrible at aiming weapons/ projectiles. 

Slim really likes the creepy forest aesthetic. His favorite holiday tradition would probably be haunted hay rides through spooky forests on Halloween. He wouldn’t sit through one, but they're fun in theory… could use more mallets in his opinion. 

Secretly, he would enjoy reality shows (like a Klown version though, he has no interest in human issues) 

Has a morbid curiosity towards true crime shows. But does not have the patience to sit through the whole story, so he’ll fast forward through just to see what happened. Does that thing where he HAS to know what happens at the end of things, but is very short in patience. Slim has things to do, he doesn't have time to wait! 

Is a master at shadow puppetry, knowing how to entrance his prey with whimsical shadow art and capturing them in said puppets. This trick of his he just learned recently, liking the idea of showing off his new skills. 

Personality wise, Slim is one of the more straightforward Klowns on the ship. He runs as a second in command and sometimes lets the power go to his head. 

As a mate, Slim is very unique. Almost as high energy as Spikey, but as strict as Jumbo. He takes his work very seriously but has his moments where he cuts back and jokes around with everyone. Wild Card. 

Is a bit rougher with his mate, but he doesn’t mean any malice with it. He is more protective than the other Klowns but likes to play around with his mate. He knows when to be serious with his mate. When he gets serious, he’s much more affectionate and careful with them. 

Technologically the smartest Klown. He helps make the weapons they bring on the invasion. 

He has a friendship with Spikey that’s very hot and cold. Sometimes they get along, other times they fight. Spikey doesn’t always agree with Slim’s points of authority. Slim doesn't always like how childish and dramatic Spikey is. 

Has a lot of fun while hunting, like the other Klowns, this is a very therapeutic thing for him. 

Also really likes monster movies, Slim would like more comedic horror monster movies though. Like Tremors, Eight Legged Freaks, Jaws, Gremlins.

Has a deep, irrational fear of trains. Man finds it super unsettling that they stop for nothing and they scream at you 

He likes to act tough, so he would never say out loud that he’s afraid of anything. 

Slim loves sunglasses. He likes darker spaces because his eyes are a bit sensitive. 

When it comes to kids, Slim would think he would be a terrible parent, and would be. He wouldn’t be the worst parent, but he would be like “this thing is my kid? Why the hell does it make so much noise??” He would be willing to work together with his mate and they would be a power parent couple, but him by himself? He would be so awkward. 

Now, this does not mean he would be a total chaos dad, he has little moments where he’s unintentionally very sweet with his child. And when the baby gets older is when Slim truly shines. Him and his kids are inseparable! They’re best friends when the kid hits the tween area. 

Fatso: 

His comedy type is the type of humor that would get a little kid laughing. He likes slapstick, cringe humor. Someone tripping on something, or the banana peel gag, Fatso loves it! 

Is the most reserved of the Klowns. 

He is secretly a romantic guy, but secretly! He doesn't want his buddies thinking he’s weak. 

He finds some human things interesting. Like their ability to put things together and it doesn’t taste terrible? Witch craft. A doughnut burger? He’s drooling. 

Is not shy about eating human made foods. He likes pies, has a soft spot for chocolate and sweeter pastries. He gets cravings for chocolate, but his favorite flavoring is a toss up between strawberry and cherry. Something about the tart flavors. 

He loves birthdays! Sometimes they invite clowns to the party? That's so touching ;; and birthday cake is a masterpiece. He hates fondant though.

Speaking of foods he dislikes, he hates peanut butter, I would even go as far as to say Fatso is allergic to peanut butter. To him it’s got this chalky texture and it grosses him out. It’s hard for him to swallow. 

Gives great cuddles and is very sweet to his mate. Could take naps with his mate forever. And loves just doing things with them. Invite him places! He adores following his mate into little shops and watching his mate look at/ pick things out of the stores. Or whatever they're doing that day, he’s an active follower. He’s also a very good listener, if you want to just sit at a resting spot and talk about your day. 

He likes small, cute animals. He can’t help himself. Baby ducks? Adorable. I could absolutely see Fatso holding a baby duckling gently and petting it with one finger ;; such a sweet boy. This doesn’t take away from the fact he will eventually eat the animal he thinks is cute. 

He gets his species' version of seasonal depression. He volunteers for invasion trips all the time because the trips relieve his symptoms a bit. 

Fatso is the most emotional of the Klowns. This could be brought on by his depression but it’s not entirely clear. But the other Klowns make it clear they are there for him and talk to him about it. It’s not the same as having a mate and being able to talk to them, but it’s still nice and he’s grateful for his friends. 

Hates thinking ahead. He lives in the moment and likes to have fun now, not later. Spikey and Slim (when they’re chill with each other) are very good at taking Fatso out of his own head for a bit and taking him out on the town for fun times. 

Despite his condition, Fatso does not let his emotions get to him! He’s the sweetest (well.. As sweet a Killer Klown could be..) and he likes to have fun. 

Has a sweet spot for high stakes cooking shows. They hypnotize him and they take his mind off things. 

Things he would look for in a mate would include the ability to show him he matters and he is fun to be around. His love language would fall under the categories Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch. He loves cuddles and being close to his mate. 

These were fun to do and I might add more at a later date ^^ If you have any questions or requests, I’ll do my best to reply (I struggle with wanting to throw everything I write into a bin after I've crumpled it lol)

[hellcatinnc]

Love & Deepspace Men On Spoiling You For Valentine's Day

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Warning This includes: SFW (Read Tags Before Continuing)

Tags: sfw, fluff, x Fem! Reader, romantic, romantic ideas, valentine's with the guys, valentine's day, vday, love and deepspace, pampering, cuddles, lights, bubble baths, rose petals, flowers, wine, champagne, gifts, plushies, stuffys, breakfast in bed

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What these men would do for you to show you that you are loved and cared for. They will show you what its like to be cherished on Valentine's Day.

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Zayne

he will have you a arrangement delivered to you while he is still at work - they will be sweet but traditional Lilies & Roses

Bottle of the expensive wine the ones that are $500 a bottle but only the best for his girl

Takes you out to a 5 star restaurant to spoil you

he will get off work early enough to come to your house start cooking cute heart pancakes and coffee in your cutest cup set he got you for the occasion

Pour a bath for your with rose petals lining the walk way

he isn't one who cares much about buying stuff at valentine's based on he has no interest but since he has been with you and realizes it matters then you will have a cute stuffed teddy bear in a balloon with candies in stuff in one buy

Rose Petals on the bed to make love to you on at the end of the night

Has a beautiful dress delivered to you ahead of time so he can pick you up from leaving his work get you by the salon to get your hair then show back up with his sports car to take you out - yes he is showing you off

Dances with you to a romantic song at the restaurant

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Rafayel

bubble bath he will go pick up your favorite scented one just for this occasion - move over though he is climbing in with you

will put out scented candles a few places in the house for scent only

strawberries and champagne

he will do your hair for you or at least play in it

he throws rose petals all over the house and bed - he doesn't plan to clean these up tomorrow :P

plays song in bath together to get you in the mood

he will decorate your bedroom in red roses surrounding the room

chocolate heart with a cute dolphin plushie

romantic card that plays music

Roses with Ferrero Roche flowers and chocolate

he will want to feed you chocolates but he will want the same in return

he didn't care if you wore anything else but the lingerie he got you he wasn't sharing you with the world today you were stuck in your place with him all alone

breakfast in bed and you both will hand feed each other so has to be finger food breakfast of choice - he just wanted to try something different

he painted you something that would always remind you of him no its not a self portrait its actually one of the ocean and a merman holding his woman

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Xavier

he will do the housework for you complain a bit about it but he will still do it

candles all around the bedroom for a romantic look

rose petals leading upstairs to the bedroom

Pours the bubble bath with votive candles and then helps you get undressed and step into this comfort

love songs playing low on the stereo

breakfast in bed but don't let him fool you he tried to cook the stuff first and when he burnt some of it he just went to the local coffee and bagel place got you and him some breakfast and coffee for you some juice for him then he will put it on a tray and carry it to you including a card and flowers

he will get you a stuffed animal but it will be big, the size will be big enough you can hold it and lay on it when he is gone and it will smell like him so you don't miss him as much

Matching bunny pj's to be wrapped up in matching for couples to cuddle together in

Dinner on the beach under beautiful heart lights

He has a movie under the stars planned for your night of cuddles

he will do your hair for you so you look even cuter in your bunny costume and braids

drinks in front of the cozy fireplace

1 Single rose to let you know you're the one

[ghostmaldo]

₊˚ʚ 💙 ₊˚✧ ﾟNanami x GN!Reader ₊˚ʚ 💙 ₊˚✧ ﾟ

₊˚ʚ 💙 ₊˚✧ ﾟSide walk rule ₊˚ʚ 💙 ₊˚✧ ﾟ

Because he totally would and I had to read what happened to this man, watch it be animated and then watch it AGAIN with my nephew. And I was not prepared each and every single time! So to help cope with his uh… accident, I’m going to pretend it never happened and instead write this cute little fic. Still GN because I feel as if anyone who is Nanami’s love interest is def not walking next to the side walk with him around. So there! End report.

Music while writing (I’M SORRY ITS SAD I NEEDED IT AND ITS GOOD): https://youtu.be/PeW7qRy4Ng0?si=y60zePjuRmo9Hqki

Now, on to the show.

No warnings, just some fluff

Ask box 💙: Open

“Uuuugggh It’s too early for this.” They groaned miserably while dragging their feet along the concrete. Tired eyes barely open and a long yawn escaping their lips. While their fellow Jujutsu Sorcerer walked along side them, wide awake with his head held straight. At least one of them was conscious for this meeting at this ungodly hour. “Come along (Y/N). The sooner we get there, the sooner we can leave.”

They groaned once again. Raising their hands up to their eyes to attempt to rub the sleep out of them. It didn’t work. “Kento, you tell me that everytime we have one of these stupid meetings and every time Gojo always make it his *job* to make sure we stay so much longer then we need to.” It was Nanami’s turn to let out a small displeased groan. Knowing very well they were right by their statement. “It was worth a shot.” He grimaced.

(Y/N) walked a few steps… and halted suddenly. Looking to one side of them, they noticed Nanami standing a couple steps behind them. Unmoved and a look of concentration forming on his brows. “Nanami? Is everything alright?” They asked innocently, near too sweet for their own good. The sound of their voice caused Nanami to come back to the present. Abruptly shaking his head as his steps resumed as if nothing had happened. However, they watched as he walked toward them, arm extending out to snag them by the elbow and delicately pull them away from the busy street. Replacing himself in their place. Then, he motioned for their arm to wrap around his bicep, encouraging them to walk with him. Their eyes were wide with bewilderment, gazing at him with admiration. After the shock subsided, a wide smile ballooned onto their face. They buried their face into his shoulder; lovingly enough to cause the man to blush lightly.

“Your so sweet Ken~” He huffed at the nickname. Never would he ever allow anyone else to call him by such a sickingly sweet name. But for you? Well… he supposed he’d let it slide. “You should never walk next to the busy street. Not while I’m here at least.” He stated flatly, pushing his glasses up further onto his face to distract himself from utter cheesiness he was spewing. Gojo would taunt him relentlessly if he ever saw an inkling of this behavior. Which was one of the reasons he reserved this sort of mannerisms for the time he shared with their partner alone. And it just made things sweeter for (Y/N).

“Maybe after the meeting, if we have time, we could go to the bakery for coffee and maybe a treat?” The idea peeked Nanami’s interested. His blue icy eyes flickered over to them. A warm smiling playing at the corners of his lips. “Maybe, if you can manage to stay awake the whole meeting.”

“Awww Nanami noooo.” They whined dramatically, playing pulling on the mans arm. “They always talk about such boring things, it’s not my fault!”

“Then I suppose no treats for you then.”

“Nanaaaammiiiin, you’re so meeeaaan!”

[jensensfanfic]

hi! if you're still taking daniel requests, could you write something where he and the reader are in their early-mid 20s and find out they're gonna be parents? maybe the reader gets the news at the doctor's office and surprises daniel when he gets home from work? wholesome domestic scenarios my beloved <3 thanks you!!!

LITTLE BEAN

pairing: daniel larusso x fem!reader

warnings: set in the present, daniel/reader are mid 20s but want kids, pregnancy, little mentions of anxiety - but it's just reader being nervous. not edited - i finished it mid work shift 😶

a/n: can we pretend he's mid 20s in that gif, please, despite the fact he doesn't age and looks so young lol. i don't write pregnancy fics often, so i it hope this is okay. i'm also worried i didn't stay true to his character... but again, i hope it's okay for you!!

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The journey home from the doctor's office feels like a lifetime. Every second seems to tick by at a snails pace. The usual bus ride home only takes around 20 minutes, and today is no different. There's not much traffic, and more than half of the seats are empty, but somehow, time moves so much slower.

You pull out your phone to check for any new messages and hope to see one from Daniel, but there's nothing yet. You assume this means he's working a little later. For a moment, this bothers you... until you get an idea. You'd wanted Daniel to be at home for the surprise at first, but this way, maybe you would have time to set up something special.

You type a quick text to Daniel, asking him how long he'll be. He responds quickly, and you figure out you have just under an hour to pull together what you can.

You get off the bus one stop before home, and head into your local supermarket. At the back of the store is a bakery, where you ask for a pre-baked cake to be decorated with two simple words. The friendly woman behind the counter pipes the words in pink and blue frosting and takes only ten minutes or so to finish it. You thank her as she hands over the box with a smile on her face and congratulates you.

Next, you pick up a pack of sharpies and some balloons from the party aisle that are the same colours as the frosting on your cake. Then you head to the section you'll no doubt be frequenting over the next few months... nay, years. You try to be quick, but the shelves of cute stuffed animals leave you spoiled for choice and very indecisive. You question if you even need one, but before you can walk away, you spot the perfect option.

You pick up the soft little toy sheep, giggling, then run your fingers over the material of the gi it wears. "Perfect."

Honesty, if you'd seen the little guy before, you'd have bought it ages ago.

After paying for everything, you head for your apartment, with enough time to spare to sort everything out.

You tie some of the pink and blue balloons together and put them in the living room, next to the coffee table where you've set the cake. With the sharpies, you draw and write cute little messages on them. You lay two plates, two forks, and two napkins next to it, along with a knife. Then, you decide to put on one of your favourite outfits. One you'd usually wear on a date night, something that would definitely make Daniel curious when he came home to see it.

You take a deep breath and take out one last thing from the pocket of the coat you'd hung up by the front door. You gaze at the image in wonder while your free hand smooths over your stomach.

You move to go and find somewhere to put it, but then there's the sound of keys jingling and the opening of the front door. You move your hands behind your back and watch as Daniel enters your home, a frown already forming on his face.

"Oh. Hey, babe. Are you off somewhere?" He kicks off his shoes and shuts the door behind him, opening his arms for a hug. You wrap your arms around him, peck his lips, and then step back, careful not to drop or reveal the gift. "Is it date night? Oh, god, did I forget?"

"Uh, no. No, but I do have a surprise for you."

"Aw, thank you babe. Can I sit first?" You stop him with a hand on his chest when he looks towards the living room. He looks down at your hand and cocks his head like a curious puppy. "Uh..."

You chuckle nervously. "Ha. Sorry, but not just yet. Here. I bought you something."

Swiftly, you bring the toy from behind your bag and hold it between you, wiggling the sheep's little legs and smiling. Daniel's eyes light up at the simple, yet meaningful gift. He grins and laughs. "Oh, my God. A karate sheep? That's amazing!"

He takes if gratefully, inspecting the little patch on the gi. "Hm. Maybe Mr Miyagi can sew a mini bonsai patch for it. This flower patch is cute and all but this little guy has to be a Miyagi-Do student."

You snort and chuckle at him, thrilled that he likes his first surprise, but then your mind immediately switches to the second. The subject of your other gift is something you've both talked about for about a year now. Both of you want it, but it doesn't halt the anxiety that sits heavy in your chest. There is always the chance that Daniel may have changed his mind.

"Hey, babe?" You take a deep breath and reach up to cup his jaw, bringing his attention back to you. He sets the toy sheep on top of the shelf by the front door and brings his hands down to your waist, running circles there with his thumbs. "I have something else for you."

"Why do you seem so nervous? Whatever it is, I'll love it. You know I will."

"Come on." One final blow of air, and you take his hand, turning around and leading him to the room where the balloons and cake are waiting. "So..."

Daniel's mouth falls open. He glances between each balloon, reading the drawn-on letters that say things like, 'oh, baby', 'hey, daddy'. On some of them, you'd drawn little baby faces that look similar to the emoji.

He doesn't say a word yet, but you no longer feel that worry as he smiles, then laughs, then goes silent once more. He slowly sits down on the sofa and stares at the cake for a few moments. In blue and pink, the frosting reads, "WE'RE PREGNANT".

"Is this... are you... I mean, are you messing with me?" Daniel shoots up again, rounding the sofa to see you. "Please, this isn't a joke, is it?"

"No!" You snicker, then look up into his eyes. Your own eyes are full of promise, excitement, and... starting to water. "I wouldn't do that, I swear. Look, I have a picture."

"You have a picture already? Let me see." He makes grabby hands and you reveal your still-hidden hand from behind your back. "Oh..."

"The doctor said I'm 4 or 5 weeks." Tears start to fall from your eyes and you decide to take a seat on the sofa, your stomach filling with butterflies and your knees starting to feel weak at the way Daniel is looking at you.

"He looks like a little bean."

"'He'?" He joins you on the sofa, placing the photo down on the table. "You think it's a boy?"

"I have a feeling."

"This soon?" You laugh, dabbing at the corners of your eyes with gentle fingertips.

"Yep, but either way, I'm gonna be the best Daddy for the little bean, I promise." His eyes flicker to your stomach and he splays a hand out on your skin. "Hear that, bean? I love you so much. Your Mum, too. And I can't wait to meet you."

"Danny..." You fully burst into happy sobs and fling your arms around him. You giggle and repeatedly kiss the back of his neck. "I can't believe I thought for a second you wouldn't be happy about this."

"Of course I am, sweetheart." You feel the movement when he chuckles. "We didn't try to have a baby to... not have a baby."

"I still thought maybe–"

"Shh." He leans into the crook of you neck. "No, no, no. I'm so happy, baby. I can't wait to start this family with you." He kisses you back a couple of times before pulling away slightly. "Can we eat some cake now, it looks delicious."

You nod and he releases you, but keeps a hold of one of your hands. As he cuts a piece of cake for you, he lifts his brows and says, "You know what else? I can't wait to see our child lifting that All Valley trophy."

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[pebiejeebies]

Uhh weird chat abt why I think nickel’s apology was sketchy

NICKEL.. wasn’t the one who said sorry.

AND BEFORE YOU SCREAM AT MY FACE ANYTHING LET ME SPEAK!! I HAVE A REASON!

let’s talk about clover.

remember an/some episode(s) ago when nickel went on a therapy session with clover? Right?

she told him to rethink his whole life right??

NICKEL DIDNT RETHINK HIS LIFE. CLOVER DID.

It was all clover. Think about it

she’s lucky. She gets whatever she wants because of it too.

if she WANTS nickel to be friends with balloon, she will WISH that he becomes friends with him.

WHICH MEANS. there’s a high chance this whole apology was all just clover’s luck

we’ve seen how that stupid box was forced to do something it mentally/physically couldn’t. And it ended up doing what clover wanted (or at least keep her safe)

think about it. One episode, therapy with clover, next episode? Magically becomes the most nicest man ever and supports balloon while giving him his own space.

His apology felt so off, at first I was like YOOOO NICKLOON!! But in reality it was all clover, it’s just so off to me man.. maybe I just hate nickel or smth

But really think about it, there’s no way ANY person or object would do a full mental switch up THIS EASILY?! I took YEARS to stop abusing my sisters mentally and physically. There’s no way a fucking month will change him this quick. TRUST. ME.

I was as horrible as nickel and even worse too, it took years of struggle and patience to obtain what I have today! But nickel? NICKEL? NICKEL?!?! makes the luck do it all for him.

and that made me so fucking angry. you made me question myself and why I took so long to change, you are making other people think change is THAT EASY. you PEICE OF SHIT. (Not you dw, I mean AE)

Literally to the point I feel like nickel was like some sort of puppet or smth

Clover: do this

Nickel: alright

AND EVEN WHEN HE DOES IT ISNT EVEN HIS FUCKING CHOICE. IT ISNT. ITS HER LUCK. NOT NICKEL. now nickel feels like he fucking achieved something, when it was all clover.

LIKE COME ON. you made the fandom happy over something that could potentially be a lie?? There’s no way he magically becomes all cute and sweet and STAYS like that after her luck goes away. There’s just no way.

and ofc it had to be clover, it was all just to say “Oh he changed so quick because of—“ EXACTLY. they are cowards. they don’t wanna make the character slowly struggle and try to get better

they wanna get to the point and that’s it

so everyone goes WOAHHHH NICKLOON!! YAYY!! (no hate to the nickloon shippers btw) without taking so long, because they don’t know how to write any characters without some big flaw

So let’s just make clover “help” him!! Cause she’s lucky!! Yay!! And he can just change in a day or two!1 YAYY!!!/s

HERES ANOTHER POINT TOO. SHE CAME OUT OF THE FUCKING BLUE IN THAT EPISODE. “oh I just wanted to be a detective” yeah sure ae. Sureee… sure thing mf. Just solve one fucking word puzzle game and call yourself a detective. Idiots. (Again, pointed towards ae)

take a moment and think about this. Because maybe I’m just wrong, I’m usually wrong anyways. I just need to know I can’t be the only one who thinks that clover was the one who apologized, not nickel.

But for once I feel like I’m right about this, and if I am.. AE im fucking onto you. You fucking cowards.

(and before you ask, no. I’m not okay. I hate how they made me question myself. And I hate how they’re saying it’s so easy to change, and I hate how they’re so lazy about someone’s personality shift)

I don’t hate the animators. I don’t hate the storyboarders, I don’t hate the voice actors, I don’t hate ANYONE in ae. EXCEPT these fucking writers. There are so many better writers out there with ACTUAL ideas and ACTUAL talent, and experience and so much more about life and personality.

even I can write better characters without even planning it out. Imagine. Skill issue fr.

Please note that this isn’t targeted to you either, your opinion on this is valid, so is mine. Let’s keep this chat friendly though.

[romanoffsbish]

Shall We Play a Game?

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Jealous! Natasha (🤏🏼 of angst)

Sunshine/Grumpy Prompts

“I'm so excited, thank you for coming even though you're not the biggest fan of it.”

“No, it's not annoying. I- It makes me happy to see you so happy.”

"I'm so excited...," you squeal out loudly while clapping your hands together as you're entering the massive carnival., "Thank you for coming even though you're not the biggest fan of it.," you genuinely add while turning to your girlfriend with a small smile before you're pulling her through the crowd of people on your way to play one of those silly carnival games. Natasha remained quiet as she was a bit overwhelmed by the sheer size of the crowd, the potential for her enemies being amongst the many at the forefront of her mind. Still, in silent acknowledgment she'd placed a gentle kiss to your shoulder as you geared up to throw the darts at a board of balloons in the hopes of apparently winning a stuffed duck.

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She watched you throw the first set of darts, one after the other, and your form was truly impeccable. So, when you only hit half of your targets each time she realized some of the darts were likely weighted; you were destined to lose. Natasha found your initial eagerness adorable, her eyes however widened after you handed the bored looking man your fifth $10 bill—the duck couldn't be worth more than your initial bill., "Detka, maybe you should take a break, we can go get some food.," she suggested, and you pouted at your lover before resigning with her idea since you were feeling a bit famished now that she'd mentioned it.

This time Natasha was the one to pull you through the crowds and in the direction of the food. She wouldn't admit it to you but the main reason she agreed to come with you was for the food she'd seen advertised. Not that she'd have actually said no to you—she never could, and more importantly she never would let you wander about a crowd of this size without her, or at least someone she trusted like Yelena.

"Natty, Lena wanted us to get her some "Reindeer Sausage," said she wants to make Kate try it.," Nat chuckled at her sister's antics., "That's going to be really tough for the archer.," she jokes and you groan at her silly pun, but your heart flutters at the sight of her finally smiling.

Had you actually paid much attention you'd have seen the flashing lights that attracted your lovers gaze, and caused her giddiness., "Detka, come quick!," she shrieked, and without even a chance to follow she yanked you to a vendor with a colorful array of deep fried food, but their sign reading: Home of the Deep Fried PB & J, told you why you were stood here., "Natty? Really? I'm going to get something of sustenance, and hopefully I will find Lena's mystery deer meat."

Natasha hadn't heard you clearly when she nodded, she was too focused on the line she was stood in shortening to notice you'd left. However, as soon as she bit into the delicacy, moaning as she did she had went to force you to try it but to her shock you were nowhere to be found. Panic held her tight in its grasp, she clutched the treat close to her chest while working her way through the crowd, and if not for the sound of your soft giggling she's sure she would've gone into Black Widow mode.

Natasha turned to see you interacting with a man that had an exotic animal on his arm. Her jaw immediately clenched, as you missed his predatory gaze that befell your chest since you were so enamored with the tiny monkey. She was livid and so she made quick work of the distance, startling you as she threw her arm over your shoulder and pulled your body in., "Detka, there you are!," her tone caught you off guard too, it wasn't soft—no, she was on edge.

The way she—the world renowned, terrifying Black Widow—had stared daggers into the man with the cute little monkey had him scurrying off incredibly fast., "Natty, what was that?," she ignored you as the order you placed came out, she thanked the woman then with a hand on your back she guided you to a secluded area where you both sat and ate in tense silence. Your plate of loaded nacho fries that you were once excited for now sat there with nary a dent. Natasha cringed as she watched you barely touching your food and she felt guilty for ruining the date, especially since you had to beg her to come here in the first place.

She could see the gears turning in your mind, trying to figure out what might've happened, and truth be told you didn't do anything wrong. It's just that in her line of work she had to be prepared for anything, and she'd trained you that you did too. Sure, that guy wasn't KGB, but he was creepy enough and she hates that you are too naive to see just that sometimes. Plus, had he been KGB she fears you'd have also been none the wiser. Nonetheless, she knew she needed to fix this, to apologize, which is why it threw her off when you did first., "I-I'm sorry Natty.," she watched as you lifted your face, noticing the tears that were settling in your lashes and her heart froze in her chest.

"I-I'd just wanted to take you out on one of those cheesy dates that you see in the movies.," you chuckled humorlessly., "I wanted to win one of those ridiculously big stuffed ducks, then turn around and give it to you so I could hopefully make you smile.," it took everything in her not to smile then, but it felt wrong to smile at what could've been, "Then we could've rode on some of the rides since you love a good adventure, and then we could've cuddled up on the ferris wheel to enjoy the fireworks."

"I didn't mean to annoy you.," her stoic face dropped into a frown at your incorrect words., "No, it's not annoying. I- It makes me happy to see you so happy.," Natasha immediately tries to stop you from your shame spiraling., "You're just too good sometimes, and you don't see the dangers around you.," she sighs, and you can see the constant worry she carries for you more vividly in the moment.

Without a second thought you'd catapulted off the bench and into her stress ridden body, she caught you effortlessly, and held you in a tight hug, something you both desperately needed., "Detka, you're obviously free to do what you want, but all I ask is that you remain alert.," she whispers while pressing her lips to yours., "That guy was a total pervert.," you were not sure what she was on about, but you could feel her grimacing, and so when you pulled back with a confused face it only made her deadpan., "Y/N, he was staring at your exposed breasts.," you smirked at her., "Oh, so you were jealous."

"Oh please! Did you see him? He was a four and the perverseness made him a zero" she scoffed, but then she was smirking devilishly., "Plus, have you seen me? I'm a total ten, and when I stare at your boobs it's welcomed.," as you giggled Natasha knew she was winning at remedying the night., "He never stood a chance detka, and I think we can both agree on that.," you nodded before recapturing her lips for a far deeper kiss than what she'd previously given you, and in that moment both of you sighed knowing all was well once more.

Natasha pulled away from you with a sweet smile, one to rival her initial bored expression that had consumed her face most of the day. Without any hesitation she gently pulled you out of the secluded area and bounded off to procure wristbands for unlimited rides, your bright smile, and the way you were bouncing about like a little kid settled her reservations. There wasn't a doubt in her mind after either as every ride left her feeling lighter; from seeing how hardly you giggled on the teacups when she spun you at an alarming speed, to the way you held her hand in a vice grip with your eyes shut on the harsh roller coasters like she was your lifeline, it all made her feel so warm.

As you went to get in the line for the ferris wheel she could see the way you glared at the game from hours earlier with pure contempt., "Detka, can I fill you in on a secret?," she teasingly whispered into your ear, your eyes never left the vendor but you nodded, then you glared even harder when she told you their twisted methods. Natasha immediately ran after you as you marched right on over and slammed a $10 bill down. She even considered saving the man from your wrath until he rolled his eyes while passing over the darts.

Instead she smoothly wrapped an arm around your waist for leverage, her other mirrored yours, guiding your hand in the precise direction necessary based on when she could detect the difference in weight. You squealed then turned around in her hold when you won, she matched your enthusiasm and chuckled when you turned right back around with hands outstretched. She however did not like the smug smirk on the vendors face as he handed you a small penguin plushy., "What is this?"

"Her earned prize, which if we're being honest here she didn't even earn since you cheated and played together.," he—mistakenly—drones on, and he only stops as Natasha cracks her knuckles. The defeated look on your face did not settle well with her so she plucked the plush right from your hands. Slamming it into the mans chest she challenged him with a quirked brow and harsh glare to complain. It was as if he finally remembered who he was dealing with because not even a second later were you being handed the massive duck.

Your lover smirked when you instantly handed it to her, humming appreciatively as there was a deep kiss that followed., "Thank you Natty.," her eyes stayed close while she savored your taste., "No, thank you detka, he's perfect.," she mused while pulling you and "Mr. Quackles" over to the ferris wheel to conclude your night. Natasha set the duck across from the both of you after she'd made sure you got in alright. She then settled down beside you just as the ride began to make the slow journey around so all the other riders could load into their cars.

Her heart was at peace with you cuddled into her side, she admired the calm that blanketed your beautiful features. You were watching the fireworks erupt in the night sky from the top., "Natty! Look, there's a heart.," The shape shown over your gorgeous eyes, and it made her smile to see the truth of how she felt about you reflected so perfectly., "Hey detka, can I tell you another secret?," she whispered and your head instantly shot up, giving her your undivided attention as you nodded innocently and she just about burst at the sweet sight.

"My heart.," she paused as she cupped your cheeks in her cold hands, chuckling softly when you shivered., "Is in the palms of my hands.," you didn’t giggle this time—sure it was cheesy, but this is the first time Natasha had said those three words to you without truly saying them. Her actions over the last year had already been enough for you to feel it, but this was truly it. Natasha Romanoff loved you, you were her heart, and that was enough to bring you to tears., “Oh detka, please don’t cry, it’s okay.”

You chuckled as she didn’t seem to register the tears in a positive light, but you were quick to remedy that by placing your hands over hers and moving them to kiss her palms tenderly., “Mr. Quackles and I love you too.,” you reply while holding a steady bout of eye contact until Natasha breaks it by leaning in to lovingly seal the overdue confessions together, and if not for the ride eventually ending you’d have likely lost all your oxygen making out with your lover.

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When Natasha carried your sleeping form into the house that night she was sure of two things: you were the last person she’d ever love, and that Mr. Quackles would sleep in the garage.

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❤️ Kaitlyn 🎡

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

(so happy your bringing back the birthday takeover interactions for Rollo/Roro/Rolo/Lolo (i give up) i just want to remind you that I love you Miss Raven🫂)

HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY TO OUR DEAREST PRESIDENT!!! Ehem, excuse my volume, just doing my best to keep the joyous atmosphere.

I hope the decorations are all to your liking, the others and I have done our outmost to keep the room neatly decorated😌 Though... I couldn't stop those Night Raven College students, it was his idea not mine.

*points at NBC Vice President*

As for my gift to you~ Here~

*presents a tiny music box, when turned plays the instrumental to 'Everyone Go Yahoo!' by Neige and the Dwarfs from VDC*

And once again, Happy Birthday to you!

The wording on this interaction is a little confusing; I'm not sure if it comes from a general NBC mob, the student council aide, or another NRC student??? For ease of writing, I'm write from the perspective of a NBC mob. (Fun fact, the Snow White music box image I used for this post is a rare item that sells for several hundreds of dollars 🤑)

Rollo produced his handkerchief and coughed stiffly into it. “I understand what you are trying to communicate. There is no need to raise your voice. As for the decorations…”

He gave the looks a cursory glance—to give the impression of evaluating it.

There had been painstaking care in the color coordination of the balloons, streamers, and banners: Noble Bell College’s violet, maroon, and black, spackled with golden glitter. Confetti had made its home on the rug and crevices of the floor, and his desk and coffee table hosted platters of cake, bread, cheeses, and grapes. A large bell-shaped piñata hung overhead, waiting to be batted around. And flowers—flowers everywhere.

“… It is beyond my expectations,” he said carefully. Yes, it is beyond my expectations because I never expected this interruption to begin with!! “I must thank you and the others for organizing this celebration. I am humbled to have received such thoughtful attention.”

You flushed with pride at his praise, not recognizing it for the tailored politeness that it was: an act. Your president had always been cool, reserved, and controlled with his emotions.

His face subtly shifted when you presented him with your gift. A slight widening of the eyes, a tick in his jaw. This, you knew, was his “surprised”.

The music box was a marvel. Shaped like a sturdy coffin, it was painted in the earth browns of tree bark, the blues of halcyon skies, and the greens of open grassy fields. Detailed animals eagerly climbed up its sides, while a parade of seven dwarves adorned the lid. The craftsmanship—as much as Rollo loathed to admit it—was impressive.

When you turned the crank to demonstrate its song, the box sprang open, revealing a tiny prince and princess set spinning in an eternal dance. A familiar tune flitted out, at once nostalgic and cheery to the ear. Rollo recognized it immediately.

“This is that popular children’s song.”

“Yeah! It’s going though a huge resurgence in popularity right now. Have you heard the cover Neige and his friends performed of it? It’s sooo cute!!” you gushed.

“Cover?” Rollo’s brow creased. “I apologize. I’m not aware of what you’re referring to, this… Neige-kun character.”

You did a double take. “Wait, seriously? He’s, like, THE biggest celebrity right now! All the outlets call him ‘the fairest one of all’.”

“I’ve never heard of him.”

Your jaw dropped.

Rollo-senpai is such a workaholic that he doesn’t even know Neige at all?! What dedication…! I only wish I could work half as hard as he does!!

Your admiration for him kindled anew.

“Oh gosh… You’re missing out then, Prez! You need to give it a listen when you can. It’ll get the song stuck in your head all over again!”

“I find that I am not a fan of modern renditions of the classics.” Rollo offered a strained smile. “Perhaps I can give it a chance when I can find the time in my busy schedule.”

He doubted it.