#coding is ruining me 😔

[dumborangecat]

i’ve missed grian’s weirdly ominous moments

thank you Hermitcraft 10: Episode 25 - BACK TO BASE! by hit youtuber Grian for helping in these hard times 🙏

[lazy-ahh]

i hope you don’t mind a request 😔 mark and reader sitting in his college dorm and explaining everything that happened on thraxa. he briefly mentions the clothing they gave him to wear (that toga thing) and gawd if i were his bf/parter i would go ham asking to see him in it so i can call him pretty and spin him and kiss him silly

THRAXAN DRESS CODE: SMASH OR PASS

pairing mark grayson x male reader

mark grayson has survived battles, aliens, and the horrors of thraxa—but none of it prepared him for the real threat: you, utterly obsessed with how good he looks in that stupid, shimmering thraxan outfit.

taglist @hhoneylemon , @queermaeda , @yujensstuff

you’re sitting cross-legged on mark’s dorm bed, the cheap college mattress squeaking under you as you lean forward, elbows propped on your knees. the sheets are rumpled beneath you, still warm from where he’d been sitting moments before. your eyes are wide, lips quirking into a grin as you press, "okay, wait—so they just gave you a… what, like, a dress-looking thing? and expected you to just know how to wear it?"

mark snorts, rubbing the back of his neck like he does when he’s embarrassed. "dude, it was so awkward," he says, flopping back onto the bed with a huff. his arms flail a little as he reenacts the moment. "picture this—i’m standing there, still covered in, like, dry blood or whatever, and this thraxan—they look like giant blue praying mantis, by the way—just drops this flowy fabric into my hands." he sits up suddenly, gesturing wildly. "no instructions, no 'hey, human, here’s how you tie this,' just boom. alien laundry."

you bite your lip to keep from laughing as he mimics his own confusion, hands fumbling in the air like he’s trying to fold an invisible sheet. "i swear," he groans, "i looked like a toddler trying to put on a cape for the first time. just spinning in circles until someone took pity on me. i was literally wearing a mini skirt the whole time i was there."

you snort, shaking your head hard enough that a few strands of hair flop into your eyes. "i need to see this. like, right now," you demand, kicking your legs a little against the mattress for emphasis.

"what? no way," mark groans, letting his entire body go limp as he flops backward onto the bed. the springs creak under him, and he throws an arm over his face like he’s trying to hide. "it was so embarrassing. like, ritualistically embarrassing."

"oh, come on," you whine, immediately scrambling over him—knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips as you loom above him. you poke his side, right where you know he’s ticklish, and grin when he jerks with a half-stifled laugh. "you can’t just drop ‘i wore a sexy alien toga’ and not show me. that’s, like—intergalactically illegal."

mark peeks out from under his arm, squinting up at you. "sexy? you don’t even know what it looks like," he mutters, but his voice cracks just enough to betray him.

"yes, sexy," you insist, dragging out the word as you shift your weight, settling more firmly against him. your fingers sneak under the hem of his shirt, tracing idle circles on his waist just to feel him shiver. "now please? for me?" you bat your eyelashes obnoxiously, lips puckered in a mock pout—but then you soften, leaning down to nuzzle your nose against his. "c’mon, grayson. don’t make me beg."

mark rolls his eyes so hard it’s a miracle they don’t stick, but you feel it—the way his breath hitches when your arms tighten around him, the warm flush creeping up his neck.

"ugh, fine," he grumbles, dragging the word out like it physically pains him as he pushes himself upright. the bed creaks in protest as he swings his legs over the side, bare feet hitting the dorm’s scuffed linoleum with a soft thud. "but if you laugh," he warns, jabbing a finger in your direction, "i’m breaking up with you. permanently."

"noted," you say, pressing a hand to your chest like you’re taking a sacred vow—before immediately ruining the solemn act with a poorly-suppressed giggle that escapes through your nose in a tiny snort.

mark’s eyes narrow into a look—the kind that says you’re lucky you’re cute—before he turns and stomps the three steps to his closet. he yanks the door open with more force than necessary, making the hinges whine, and starts shoving aside hoodies and crumpled laundry with aggressive rustling. after a minute of muttering ("where the hell—? oh, come on—"), he finally pulls out the thraxan outfit—a cascade of delicate, shimmering fabric that spills over his arms like liquid moonlight, so stupidly elegant against his sleep-rumpled t-shirt and sweatpants. he holds it up by the shoulders, nose scrunched in hesitation, and you have to physically clamp your lips between your teeth to stop yourself from cooing like an overexcited pigeon.

"okay," he huffs, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "turn around."

"what? no!" you protest, scrambling to kneel at the edge of the bed, gripping the mattress like a kid at a candy store window. "i wanna see the whole—process." you wiggle your eyebrows for emphasis.

"absolutely not," mark says, pointing at you with the kind of exaggerated sternness usually reserved for misbehaving puppies. "turn. around."

you sigh like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, slumping forward until your forehead thunks against the cinderblock wall in defeat. behind you, there’s more rustling—fabric whispering against skin, a frustrated "how does this even—? ugh, stupid alien clothing—", the muffled snap of a waistband. then, after a beat of silence:

"...okay. you can look."

you spin around so fast your socks nearly skid on the dorm's cheap linoleum—and then your brain completely flatlines.

mark stands there, the thraxan outfit clinging to every unfairly sculpted inch of him like it was made to highlight his stupidly perfect body. the sleeveless design puts his arms on full display—those obscene biceps that flex when he shifts his weight, the defined ridges of his shoulders that you've bitten marks into more times than you can count. the fabric cinches snug around his waist, emphasizing how narrow it is compared to his chest, and holy shit, you could probably span it with your hands if you tried. but the real crime is the skirt—riding up just high enough on his thighs to show off the muscle there, thick and powerful from all those hours of flying, and you have to physically swallow around the sudden dryness in your throat.

the material shimmers under the crappy dorm lights, catching every shift of his body like liquid silver against his warm skin. he's blushing hard, fingers fidgeting with the hem of the skirt like he's torn between tugging it down or ripping the whole thing off. his biceps tense as he crosses his arms—god, why does that make his chest look even broader?—and the way the fabric stretches across his shoulders should be illegal.

"so…?" he prompts, voice cracking a little, and it's adorable how nervous he sounds when he looks like that.

you don’t answer. can’t. your mouth is hanging open like a broken hinge, your pulse roaring in your ears loud enough to drown out coherent thought. all you can process is: mark. thighs. waist. arms. holyfuckingSHIT—

your brain helpfully supplies an image of grabbing that skirt and yanking him closer, feeling all that muscle under your hands, and wow, okay, maybe you should lay down before you pass out.

"uh... you good?" mark waves a hand slowly in front of your glazed-over eyes, fingers snapping twice near your ear. his eyebrows pinch together—and yeah, okay, you get the concern, because your heart is hammering so violently you can feel it in your throat, your wrists, even your damn eyelids. it's like your entire nervous system just blue-screened the second you saw him.

"pretty," you finally choke out, the word punched out of you like you've been sucker-punched by how unfair he looks.

mark blinks, nose scrunching. "huh?"

"you're so pretty," you breathe, and then you're moving—launching off the bed so fast the sheets tangle around your ankles, nearly tripping in your haste to get to him. your hands are already reaching, trembling slightly as they skate up the shimmering fabric, over the hard curve of his shoulders—god, you can feel the heat of him even through the material—then higher, thumbs brushing the delicate dip of his collarbones. "oh my god, mark," you whisper, voice wrecked, "you—how are you real? how is this legal?"

his skin is warm under your palms, the blush spreading down his neck in real time as you trace the lines of him like you're trying to memorize every inch. the outfit clings to his waist like it was designed to taunt you, the skirt riding up just enough to make your mouth water, and you're this close to dropping to your knees right then and there.

mark's breath hitches when your fingers curl into the fabric at his hips. "okay, you're really overreacting—"

you cut him off by grabbing his face and kissing him hard, one hand fisting in his hair to tilt his head just so. mark makes a startled noise against your lips before melting into it, his hands sliding around your waist to pull you flush against him. you can feel the muscle of his thighs through the thin fabric, the way his stomach tenses when you nip at his lower lip, and fuck, it's so much—

when you finally pull back, you're both panting, foreheads pressed together. mark's pupils are blown wide, his lips kiss-swollen, and the way the thraxan outfit is just disheveled enough from your hands on him? devastating.

"so pretty," you murmur again, unable to stop the words from spilling out like a prayer as you press kisses along the warm curve of his cheek. your hands slide up his bare arms—god, the way the thraxan fabric leaves them exposed like this should be criminal—feeling the shift of muscle under smooth skin as he tilts his head for you. you linger at the sharp angle of his jaw, breathing in the familiar scent of his stupid citrus body wash mixed with something uniquely mark, before catching the corner of his mouth with your lips. it's barely a kiss, just a teasing brush, but it makes him shiver.

mark laughs, low and breathy, his fingers tangling in the back of your shirt to tug you closer. "you're such a dork," he says, but his voice is fond, roughened at the edges in a way that makes your stomach flip.

"uh, excuse me—your dork," you correct, punctuating it with a deliberate nip at his neck, right over the pulse point you know drives him crazy. the choked noise he makes—half gasp, half moan—sends a thrill down your spine, and you can't resist laving the spot with your tongue in apology, tasting salt and warmth.

"okay, okay—" mark's grip tightens on your shoulders, pushing you back just far enough that you can see the flush spreading down his chest, pink and perfect under the shimmering fabric. his breathing is uneven, lips parted, and fuck, the way the outfit clings to him now—rumpled from your hands, the skirt riding up even higher on his thighs—makes your brain short-circuit all over again. "as much as i'm really enjoying this," he says, voice dropping to that husky register that does things to your insides, "i do have roommates who could walk in literally any second."

you pout, letting your hands slide down to grip his waist—so narrow under your palms, you could probably circle it with your thumbs touching—and whine, "so? don't you and william have that sock rule thing, anyway?"

"so," mark grins, leaning in until his nose brushes yours, his breath warm against your lips, "maybe we save the rest of this for when we're not in a shared dorm." his thumb swipes over your bottom lip, teasing, and you nearly groan at the implication. "unless you want an audience for whatever that face was about. and besides, william still hasn't forgiven us for how long we took last time..."

(you definitely do not want to have an audience. you're trying to enjoy the full experience of mark grayson, not trying to perform and act, thank you very much. but the mental image of dragging mark into the nearest closet the second william and whoever he brought with him comes in? yeah. that’s staying.)

you groan dramatically, dragging your palms down your face like this is the greatest injustice you’ve ever endured—but you relent, stepping back just far enough that your fingers have to slip reluctantly from his waist. “fine,” you huff, jabbing a finger at his chest (and trying very hard not to get distracted by how the fabric stretches taut over his pecs). “but you’re keeping this stupidly hot outfit on for at least five more minutes. i need to memorize this.”

mark rolls his eyes so hard you worry they’ll stick, but he doesn’t argue—just lets you grab his wrists and tug him backward onto the bed with a yelp. the mattress squeaks in protest as you both collapse onto it, and you immediately burrow into his side, throwing a leg over his thighs like a possessive octopus. your hand finds the bare skin of his arm again, thumb tracing idle circles over his bicep just because you can, because the thraxan fabric left it gloriously exposed and god, he’s so warm.

you can’t help but sneak another glance up at him—the way the dim dorm light catches the shimmer of the outfit, how it pools around his hips like something out of a fantasy, the faint blush still dusting his cheekbones—and the words tumble out before you can stop them: “still pretty.”

mark sighs, long-suffering, but you feel the way his chest vibrates with a suppressed laugh, the way his arm tightens around your shoulders to pull you closer. “yeah, yeah,” he mutters, pressing a kiss to the top of your head that lingers just a second too long to play it cool. his lips brush against your hair as he adds, softer, “love you too, weirdo.”

(and if you nuzzle your face into his collarbone to hide your grin, well—that’s between you and whatever poor superperson who has telepathy.)

2.3k words full of MARK LOOKING GOOD IN THAT GODDAMN THRAXAN OUTFIT, like okay mark WE SEE THE FIT WE SEE THE FIT, AND THE FIT IS LOOKING SO GOOD- TOO GOOD, in fact. to the point that we need to see that fit OFF OF HIM LIKE COME ONNNNN

[orimuraa]

ㅤㅤ ༊·˚ Like a fantasy - OT7

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆tropes enhypen would be ⨾

۶ৎ ot7!enhypen x fem!reader ┆fluff┆kisses, headcanons┆ wc 1k

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: hehe..someone get me a man like ni-ki 😔 reblogs and feedback appreciated ^^ comment or send in an ask if you think i should write individual oneshots based off of these scenarios 👀

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 - 이희승

hehe ok..hear me out...but heeseung definitely gives brother's best friend trope

like, imagine your jake's little sister

and heeseung is always at your house bc of jake

and you've developed a small crush on heeseung but who wouldn't

but you're scared that jake will be mad, being the overprotective brother he is

heeseung has also been silently crushing on you, too scared of his best friend though to make a move

so when he comes clean to jake and shockingly gets jake's go ahead to date you (after a bribe with ramyeon), he's rushing out to plan the perfect way to ask you out

idk but hee just seems like the type to be a forehead kisser bc he knows jake does NAWT wanna see him smoochin his little sis

but yeah <3 he loves you so much and is so grateful to have you <3

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 - 박종성

uhh ok soo...i'm feeling maybe co-workers to lovers? don't question it

i see jay as one of your friendly co-workers who is insanely hot and you may or may not have a tiny crush on him

but it's okay bc he likes you too >//<

your desks are next to each other and so you have gotten many opportunities to talk and get to know each other better

he brings you coffee every morning as a sweet gesture

i feel like he would confess about his feelings first, then ask you out on a date

he's so over the moon when you say you've liked him too for a while now

when you guys are working, he'll definitely steal a couple kisses 🤭

the office most definitely ships you guys too

𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒚𝒖𝒏 - 심재윤

childhood besties to lovers.

period.

he's so loser coded too...

like, he's know you since forever and he's also liked you since forever >.<

jake is so whipped for you though lmao

he's definitely the type to chase away all the guys who are interested in you because he's jealous~

jake is always at your house because duhh he's jake and he can be

no but seriously, i think that it would be like you catch feelings for him too, but you're scared of ruining the friendship so you distance yourself a bit

but when he confronts you, he ends up tripping over his words and accidentally spilling that he's liked you for years now

big on kissing cause he's so loser coded <3

jk i love him....but he's just childhood bestie material

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 - 박성훈

so uhh i don't know what this one is called...but basically, sunghoon's super popular and he's like, a jock and all that

but you're kinda quiet, nerdy, and less about being in the spotlight

and so sunghoon is kinda dumb and failing some of his classes, so the teacher assigns you to tutor him

at first, sunghoon thinks he's gonna hate this, but when he sees you, a gorgeous, sweet girl, he decides to make it worth while

he's such a flirt yet you're a pro at ignoring it, making him fall for you even more

eventually, he gets you to fall for his charm and then asks you out <3

he's never been so happy with someone and you really bring out a playful side of him

sunghoon has no shame kissing you whenever and wherever

so you better get used to all the attention now >//<

𝑲𝒊𝒎 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐 - 김선우

sunoo kinda gives strangers to lovers but like, cafe version

so he works at a cafe that you have just discovered and you really love it so you become a regular customer

you've always been too shy to ask the front worker for his number but you can read his little name tag that says his name is 'sunoo'

sunoo knows you as "pretty cafe girl" not having the guts to ask you

eventually, sunoo grows some balls and writes his number on a napkin one day, handing it to you along with your usual order

"hey, i think you're really pretty and i would love to get to know you <3 xxx-xxx-xxxx -sunoo"

AFGHJS he's so smooth

he'll take you out on a couple dates before making things official with you

and let me tell you, he absolutely adores you and you're the best thing that has ever happened to him <3

𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒘𝒐𝒏 - 양정원

screams academic rival to lovers

you and him have always been neck and neck with each other in terms of academics

you've beaten him in certain classes and so has he, fueling your hatred for each other

but one day, you get paired to work together

and at first, you hate it and you hate him

but slowly, you start to realize just how kind and funny he is

jungwon has a similar encounter because after a few study sessions together, he realizes that he really has no other reason to hate you

your smart, sweet, funny, and really pretty, so he thinks, why not just become friends? why continue this rivalry?

when you two start dating, it shocks the whole school because wdym the two rivals are dating now???

occasional teasing about higher scores still happens tho <3

𝑵𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒊 - 西村 力

ni-ki kinda gives like, enemies to lovers ngl...

but not really true enemies, just kinda like, he teases you a lot and you find him annoying

you don't exactly remember when it happened, but one day, ni-ki just stopped teasing you completely, replacing all the teasing with kind actions

this confused you so bad and when you questioned him about it, he just shrugged it off, hiding the blush on his cheeks

turns out, he's actually liked you for a while and when he went to get advice from his hyungs, they told him to stop annoying you and start being kind

this is all revealed to you when you actually become friends with him

you also confess that you've had a small crush on him as well and he's so excited >//<

he will ask you out so quickly bc he's just so happy that you like him back (OH MY GOSH HE'S SO CUTE TT)

but yeah, he still enjoys teasing you very much <3 just not as much

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[snail-day]

hi hi hi snail!!!!

i have a big question for you sorry if you've already answer it!!

how do you think, out of yandere man, who would infantilise the reader the most and in which ways?

idk i just had a really weird random thought that some of them could be really dramatic during your period, insisting that you need special care like massages/stretches and etc with which they will of course help cause they believe you are too silly to know such things and cant be trusted to do them properly on your own (we all know where it ends tbh...)

thank you in advance with each of your post i fall in love more and more with your blog (and platonically with you (with your consent))🌹

❄️

mwah mwah mwah

Love you ❄️ anon!!! Apologies if this is bad. 😔 im a bit blind right now but this invaded my thoughts more than I'd like to admit.

TW: Infantilization, slight smut, period care (in his way), Humiliation, Yandere behaviors.

This is so Nanami coded but!! He doesn’t infantilize you by calling you baby names or dressing you in frills (though he does sometimes pat your head a little too often, acting like you’re a particularly slow student who finally got the answer right). He does it by removing your choices (isnt that so sweet?), and making it feel like he’s doing you a favor.

It starts with your period, sure. You're tired. He gets it. So let him handle dinner tonight. Let him draw the bath, pick your clothes, rub the cramps out of your belly with slow, circular movements while chastising you about how you always try to push yourself too hard.

Nanami doesn’t trust really most menstrual products. He’s read too many clinical papers, knows exactly how common TSS is and how poorly most products are regulated. He doesn't like the idea of anything being inserted unless it's medically necessary, or unless he’s the one putting it there. (You always get so squeamish when he tries to put the tampons in)

Tampons? Too invasive for yourself to do and you won't let him do it. Claiming its gross. So what if he's licking his fingers afterwards. Its you. Menstrual cups? Never, too foreign. Pads? Uncomfortable, messy. Sometimes they're bleached. What if you get a UTI? No. It’s all too much risk.

So, he handles it.

He doesn’t forbid you from using them. Not exactly.

He just starts leaving alternatives on your side of the bed. Softer, organic pads folded neatly in a linen pouch. Washable, reusable, gentler for your skin. No dyes. No fragrances. “Better for your pH,” he murmurs softly. “Less risk.”

He always says it so calmly. So kindly. And it’s hard to argue when he’s already drawing your bath, one hand stirring the water to check the heat while the other rests briefly on your waist, keeping his silly girl beside him. You don’t even notice how often you stop making your own decisions.

He insists on helping with cleanup. Always has. Not in a humiliating way, at least not in his eyes. Gentle touches. No fanfare. Just his hands and his voice and the faint scent of sandalwood as he kneels between your legs, work sleeves rolled up.

“Looks like you bled yourself again,” he says softly, more observation than complaint. “No, baby, they don’t make heavier ones (they do). Just let me take care of you, okay?”

His breath brushes against your damp ruined panties, and your thighs tense without meaning to. You can almost see the need in his eyes at the bloody mess you made.

“Sit back,” he murmurs. “I’ve got it. You just look pretty for me.”

His thumbs hook the sides of your panties, sliding them down with ease, his fingers grazing your skin with just enough pressure to make your breath hitch. He steadies you with palms braced gently on your hips, firm enough to say stay still. His eyes flick up to your face, reading every microexpression as his hands return to the mess between your thighs.

But it’s never just that. You know that now.

Because the moment your breathing changes, the second your thighs twitch or your voice falters, he notices. Doesn’t stop.

“Sensitive today, aren’t we?” he hums, wiping you clean with slow, gentle movements. Not cruel. Not teasing. Just... aware. Like he’s logging each reaction, committing it to memory. His fingers linger, just slightly. Press a little firmer. Trace lower until you're bucking into his palm.

“You’d rush this,” he says gently, brushing along your skin with the cool damp towel. "It's why I need to take care of you"

He shifts to sit more comfortably, one hand stroking along your inner thigh while the other continues cleaning you, soft cloth passing over your folds, too tender to be neutral. Then he sets it aside.

“Are your cramps bad?” he asks, thumb beginning to draw slow, soothing circles over your clit. The tone is so sincere it makes your stomach twist. Like he really wants to know. Like he’s trying to ease them for you, and not get you wet.

But the pressure deepens. His thumb shifts lower, brushing against your slick entrance. His breathing stays calm, even as yours slips into something needy and short. When your hips buck, reflex, nothing more, he catches them with one large hand and holds you still.

“Oh?” he murmurs, low and thoughtful. “Is this helping... or am I making it worse?”

He doesn’t wait for an answer. He’s already kissing your belly, then your hipbone. His mouth brushes the plush curve of your inner thigh, reverent and hungry all at once. His other hand strokes your skin, thumb ghosting over the softest part of you like he’s trying to memorize the way it twitches.

“You’re not in the right state of mind to take care of this properly,” he says at last. And his voice is so calm, even now. Even with his face buried so close, his breath making you burn.

“Not when you’re like this,” he adds, lips brushing your skin.

Slow, precise strokes of his fingers dipping inside, testing what makes you gasp, what makes your walls flutter, how you pulse around nothing. He’ll edge you with just enough skill to make your belly tense up, to dull the pain into something soft, flushed, wet. Then he’ll ease off.

“This is what you need,” he says, curling his fingers inside you as you pant out needy whines, hips twitching. “Not pills. Not pads. Not anything foreign inside you.”

And then he pushes in deeper. One finger. Two fingers. Three if he feels like you're ready.

Slow, deep. Curling gently inside. Then maybe more. His mouth. His cock. Something thicker. He’s already cleaned you. You’re already in his care. What difference does it make now?

“You poor thing,” he whispers. “You never know what’s good for you until I show you, do you?”

But then it never stops there.

He orders your groceries. He tracks your supplements. He installs a cycle app on your phone but shares it to his own device too.

And if you argue?

Nanami never raises his voice. He doesn’t fight. He just tilts his head and asks, “Why would you want to take unnecessary risks?” Or worse, he’ll go quiet, disappointed. A quiet so heavy it makes your chest ache. Makes you feel guilty. So how could you not give in?

Because you know he’s not doing this to be cruel. You know he’s doing this because he loves you. Because he doesn’t trust you to care for yourself, not because you’re weak, but because you don’t value yourself as much as he does.

He’ll pick you up early from work without warning. You say, “You didn’t have to,” and he kisses your cheek and answers, “But I did.”

He’ll reorganize your closet to make sure only comfortable things remain. “You looked so uncomfortable in that skirt. I got rid of it.”

He going to control your world without ever admitting it’s control. It’s just what you need right now. Just until you’re better. Just until you can be trusted not to neglect your own well-being. At least thats what he keeps telling you.

[mqrrstarr]

FERTILE SOUL

Tony Montana (Scarface) x

F! Reader

when faced with the infamous criminal, his drugged mind takes over and you’re his prey

Warnings: smut, breeding kink, 18+, grammatically incorrect, bad language/profanity, trying to write Tony’s Cuban accent from the film

(Y/F/N = your fathers name)

A/N: hi tumblr!! haven’t posted in a hot second (since December…) but I’m back. Say thank you to Al Pacino for fueling my obsession with him and Scarface the film. It’s also gotten rid of my fanfic authors block. I hope I haven’t gotten rusty <3 also tell me if the color coded dialogue is helpful or cool 😔

Summary: Elvira, Tony’s ex, just ran away from him because she was infertile. The fact that Tony exposed her in public, was vicious enough for her to leave the man alone. His angry desire for a child- an heir, infected his mind. A thought he can’t get rid of. So when you conveniently meet the man after the break up, he’ll show you what it means to be one of his workers.

“That woman.”

Tony huffed under his breath, cocaine still circulating his body as he walked to the car.

His best friend and second in hand, Manny, walked behind him. Anxious to not let his friend down, he broke the silence as he sat down in the front seat.

“Listen Tony, Elvira was nothing but a blonde bitch. I don’t know what you saw in her.”

Tony scoffed, “Bitch. She no want me man, she used me. Did I kill Frank for nothing? Ungrateful whore.”

Manny kept driving, eyes on the road. He sighed quickly before looking at Tony. His eyes were clearly drugged, a sign of his mind being fogged by the drugs.

“Antonio, mira, you have a meeting.”

Manny looked over to Tony.

“It’s with that girl, remember? Y/N.”

Tony looked at Manny with dazed eyes.

“Y/N? Is that… uh… Y/F/N’s kid? Fuck! I forgot I was meeting his daughter. This is so annoying man, Elvira ruined everything.”

Tony put his hands on his face frustrated, trying to sober up before they arrived home.

Manny gave his friend a look of pity.

“Tony, relax. I don’t know much about the girl, but just be yourself. Without the murderous stare. Okay muchacho? Relájate.”

Tony sat and thought about your presence. He’d been fantasizing about you- since the both of you had previously met.

Truth be told, he knew you. You didn’t know him. He’d already met your father to make some deals about the “business”, and he’d kept his eye on your the whole time.

The Babylon’s lights kept you alive and vivid on the dance floor, and poisoned Tony’s mind. That was almost a year ago, and he’d forgotten this ordeal tonight.

He’d finally be face to face with you.

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His car pulled up in the famous driveway, Manny driving as carefully as he could.

Tony sat in a pensive state, preparing himself to meet you.

Manny and Tony got out of the car, red and sparkling in the moonlight.

Elvira’s absence was now a muted pain in Tony’s heart, but the blurry vision and hangover was starting to hit him. He just wanted sex. Someone to relieve him.

Only you stood between a good makeout session and a good business deal. He told himself that.

Tony led Manny into the living space, where he could make out the shape of a woman sitting there.

“Montana?” Y/N scoffed. “You’re finally here.”

He could barely see, but asked Manny for a drink.

“Para ver mejor, coño.” He looked at you.

“Y/N, let’s talk.”

“Of course, Montana. You promised my father that I’d get a job with you. I want it now.”

Manny arrived with a drink and gave it to Tony, then walked away, leaving the two of you alone.

Tony took the drink, and gulped it down so fast, it turned anyone who saw on. Slurping while stray drops of alcohol lingered on his throat.

So did Y/N’s eyes. (ME TOO!!)

The raw desire for children, a trusty heir, with a mother as powerful as their father invaded his mind.

“Fuck me.”

Y/N’s eyes widened. The command, laced with the illusion of a lavish life blinded her as well.

Sex with the Tony Montana? The most powerful criminal in all of Miami?

Who’d be crazy enough to deny an offer like that?

She didn’t care if he proposed or not, she could use the affair as leverage or something. Stress relief was also well enough a reason.

“Fuck you, Tony? Why? Out of all people?”

Y/N played it cool, eager to further interrogate the Cuban man.

“I want!…”

He coughed, alcohol toppling over his cup;

“I want you to be the mother of my children. Someone reliable.”

You remembered a little important detail.

He had a wife.

“What about your wife? Isn’t Elvira enough to pleasure you?”

He scoffed, “That bitch. She ain’t fertile, man. I want kids, goddamn it! The Montana name HAS to live on.”

He pointed his rugged finger at you.

“So fuck me now. I’ll pay you more and give you more than our deal originally promised, okay man?”

Y/N agreed, wondering where the night would go.

“But let’s keep this professional at least,”

You suggested.

He laughed, and it echoed in the room.

“As you people say, uh, fat chance. Whatever I say, goes. Fuck the world, ya know?”

You sat, waiting to see where this would go.

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Tony led you to his lavish room, decorated in red silks and white tiles on the walls.

The place, palace even, seemed far too elegant to be his. It reeked of elegance, royalty even.

But it was.

It was truly Tony’s.

He commanded her to the bed, eager to get it going.

Y/N walked slowly, this time contemplating what she’d done to get here. Born into a legacy she didn’t want, with money she loved.

If she gave Tony a chance, would she willingly be Mrs. Montana?

“Fuck it…” She muttered under her breath.

She laid down on his silky sheets, patiently observing as the man looked upon her with that gaze.

The gaze of greed.

“You’re beautiful, coño. You’re just as beautiful as this city.”

Y/N blushed, but Tony was being honest.

As much as the drugs were controlling his body right now, his mind knew one thing. He’d never lied before.

He leaned over you before kissing the bridge of your nose, then face, and up to your neck.

Y/N made a few quiet noises, but nothing rowdy.

“Shy girl, are ya? I’ll have to make you yell.”

He bit down on her neck, her skin becoming his prey.

Y/N groaned, pleading for more.

“Mhm Tony- ugh… keep doing that- ah!”

He abruptly pulled her shirt off, showcasing her chest. Y/N didn’t want to be the only one in that state, so she sat up discreetly and started to unbutton Tony’s own white collared shirt.

It fell off so smoothly, revealing his slightly athletic build.

He genuinely did not care, and got back to working on pleasuring the woman in front of him.

His hands worked magic, and pulled down the rest of your remaining clothes.

His mouth however, certainly knew their way across your body- even if it was the first time you’d seen each other properly.

His lips took hold of Y/N’s breasts one at a time, a hand always on the other.

“Fuck…” Y/N gasped, the intensity of the moment blurring your vision and words.

“Good girl. So good, so tasty for me.”

He may have honestly just told her to do anything, and she’d let the man do so. He knew exactly what he was doing.

Her perky breasts kept him happy for a while, but she was getting bored. She wanted that Montana cock in her pussy.

His fingers traced the outline of her body, before going over her entrance.

His cock was eager to get it all done, and so he did. A heart to heart wasn’t necessary- just the connection of physical bodies was alright.

She noticed Tony stopped, and was staring right at her clit.

“Fuck me Tony. Put your cock in me, hm? Isn’t that what you want? But come closer.”

You waved your finger, and the man listened surprisingly, and leaned towards Y/N once again.

She grabbed his hair, and he moaned.

“What the- ugh…”

“Listen, you good for nothing scoundrel. You wanted a mother for your children? You got it. Just fill me up already.”

She let go of his head, but it still stung for him.

Surprised and turned on, he replied,

“Yes.”

“Mrs. Montana.”

[luckyyyduckyyy]

Next day update, it's been stuck playing on loop in my head all day to the point I've daydreamed about the non-damaged ruin eclipse au design I created in my head singing it to me as I work. I am ruined (ba-dum-tissss)

Minimum brain size is turning my brain into the minimum brain size please just let me sleep kglw

[diorsluv]

casual , part 6

“ someone you couldn’t lose ”

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next chapter notes ) so unfortunately i’ve decided that imma make the chapters shorter so it’s easier for me to post and i won’t get burnt out as quickly.. please forgive me!!

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[corvus-teeth]

Dreamworks give me a queer coded short king without ruining him in the final movie challenge

as a rtte lover I was really disappointed by Snotlout being inconsiderate and rude again like his character growth in rtte was just ignored, his design is great though.

Pepperjack just grew too much and his boyfriend got knocked up by an alien 😔 Good thing rott isn’t real!! trollhunters never had a movie!!!

[pupyuj]

gp itzy thoughts i beg cuz ur yuna one has me GIGGLING

i got you anon 😩😤😤 i personally view all of g!p itzy as subs (yes even ryujin don't fight me on this 🤭🤭) unless the scenario prompt is specific SO IT'S DOM READER TIME 😏 their names r color coded cuz some are longer than others i got a bit too into it 💀

that g!p yeji thought i posted a while ago is kinda perfect bcs it's just so her?? like to be so weak n pathetic when it comes to you :(( a little tease n baby is immediately rock hard, weakly asking for you to stop messing with her but secretly wanting for you to just,, ride her already 😭😭😭 she definitely likes being forced into having sex in like, public spaces 🤭 like she's saying "no stop (y/n) we can'tttt there's people here :((" but then why is she eagerly pounding into you while she's holding you up against the mirror in a changing room?? why isn't she doing anything other than sitting there n letting you jerk her off while you're in the movie theatre??? 🫢

lia's never beating the pillow princess allegations to me, even when she has a dick 🫡🫡 you're so pretty to her that she just wants to sit back and watch you do whatever you want to her with her cock :(( which ties into her voyeurism bcs she definitely gets off to the sight of you playing w your pussy in front of her,,, and n also in front of the mirror but like you're giving her a handjob n whispering dirty and borderline mean shit to her ear it gets her sooo horny you have no idea 😭😭😭 n she loves when u give her head bcs she can just look at your pretty face taking in her cock, she gets so proud :( big on praises during those moments but ultimately she's a slut for you 🫣

ryujin is kind of the tsundere-ish, pissy pants, big pride = big dick girl who hates being teased and played with but unfortunately you're a fucking brat 🤭 you're always groping her cock while people are around (they never notice), telling her things in her ear, wearing revealing clothing to rile her up, being touchy w people... but see, even if that makes ryujin pissed as hell she will not like, grab you and ruin you— no, that's what you do to her 👀 coming home from a party after flirting w the entire fucking house n ryujin is soooo mad 😭 like she's huffing, arms crossed and glaring at you while sitting on the bed as you're talking like nothing happened.. then you notice that look in her face n you laugh at her, making her even more mad 😭😭 but then you stand in between her legs and make her look up at you.. suddenly her eyes were the same as a puppy's?? like glossy and pleading while you're talking to her like, "d'you get jealous of that guy? c'mon, ryu, you know i only want your cock..." and "want me to prove it?" then she's nodding w a pout 🥺🥺🥺

making ryujin lay down on the bed to give her the best head of her life, one that pushes her to tears and has her seeing stars 🫠🫠 by the time you're riding her, she's crying bcs you feel so fucking good, like she's in literal disbelief over it 😩 sometimes the pleasure gets too much that ryujin will be so lost in her head while you're forcing orgasms out of her, but you're there to keep her grounded 🤭 leaning down to kiss her just to keep her eyes open and saying, "s-see, ryu?? fuck... i only want you..." she never doubted you ever again, but that didnt rlly stop you from just pissing her off anyway 😭

chaeryeong's reputation ain't the greatest bcs of her permanent rbf but that's what u love about her :( bcs she looks like this mean bitch who could kill anyone that thinks to approach you in a way she doesn't but u know how she is behind closed doors :(( she's your whiny baby who hides her face whenever you're touching her dick 😔 she's big on mommy kink and she's super polite 🥺🥺 always using 'please' whenever she wants to do something to you, or asking for your permission before coming she's the cutest 💔💔 and she looooves the collar + leash combo while fucking you from behind 😵‍💫 you pulling on the leash to bring her down, telling her to fuck you harder n then she's moaning "mommy!" in your ear the closer she gets to coming it makes her feel crazyy 😩

yuna is the type that can't keep her hands or her dick off of you 😭😭 she's always touching you and finds all the ways to feel your ass on her cock whether by sitting you down on her lap or hugging you from behind 😵‍💫 quickies happen a lot bcs again, she's just so addicted to the way your pussy clenches around her cock she literally cannot go a day without fucking you :(( so being apart from you is hard, sex wise!!!! she gets so pouty n she complains a lot,,, sends you photos and videos while you're away, and PHONE SEX!!!!! but it's never enoughhhh 😔😔 when you come back however.. be prepared for an entire day of fucking bcs yuna will literally not let you go anywhere once you're back with her 😭 yuna immediately pulling you to the bedroom as soon as you step inside her house :(( undressing you swiftly, pulling you to her lap to have you ride her cock for god knows how long 😵‍💫😵‍💫 her cum filling you up for hours but neither of you stopping bcs her cock and your pussy are just.. the perfect match 😔😚😚

[deafeningfanlight23]

TSAMS SEXUALITY AND GENDER HEADCANONS CUZ I DUNNO! :D

And yes my headcanons change every two seconds just like my art style- 😔

☀ Sunrise!

He is either bi or pan, but she's definitely queer cuz like WHATCHA MEAN HE COULD BE STRAIGHT??? ANY STRAIGHT THOUGHTS HAVE ALREADY VANISHED FROM THIS GUY'S MIND 😭🙏 (But you do you, YOU THRIVE REGARDLESS >:D)

She is a demigirl! :D His pronouns are he/she! AND HE SLAYS THOSE DRESSES 💃✨

☾ Moonset!

He is our AroAce king! :D And he's the repulsed type btw, but can imagine himself ONLY in a queer platonic relationship when he finds the right person who he trusts fully and is his number one bestie! :D

He is boyflux and sometimes feels like a boy and then agender or not as intense as a boy and more a bit agender LIKE YOU KNOW THE DRILL ;D His pronouns are he/they!

☀☾ Eclipse!

He is transmasc! :D At first, he was no gender cuz code, BUT got also entirely the female code thingy of Sunrise when he entered her mind and his systems adapted to it and made him then be a girl at the start but he feels like a boy and uses a binder! I KNOW DOESN'T MAKE SENSE IDC IT'S MY SILLY BACKSTORY FOR THE SILLY AND AUTISTIC ECLIPSE ;D Only goes by he/him pronouns!

He 👏 is 👏 G A Y

☾☀ Lunar!

He is omniromantic and asexual! :D

Definitely non-binary, he/they

☁ ☀ Solar!

He is gender-apathetic, but likes to be adressed with he/him! :D

He is G A Y, SO GAY THAT EVERY STRAIGHT PERSON IS WIPED OFF THE FACE OF EARTH 😔 (/j!!! :D)

☁ Earth!

She is a lesbian (I don't know how she's then in a relationship with Monty THEY GOTTA FIGURE IT OUT NOT I 🙄)

She is pangender, any pronouns can be used to adress her! :]

Now, the VILLAINS >:]

Bloodmoon! (I've ran out of symbols to use :'D)

The calmer twin is gay, the more energetic one is omni! Both are asexual and greyromantic tho

They identify as one single entity because they're so close together and want the other twin to always be addressed, too, so they/them :D They're agender as well tho! AND YES THEY'RE PARTNERS IN CRIME, or should I rather say TWINS in crime??? >:D

Helios (Dark Sun)!

I HAVE NO IDEA BRO, BUT HE'S QUEER CUZ HE IS A TSAMS CHARACTER 😭 Maybe pan??

Gender-Apathetic, doesn't care about pronouns

Nexus!

Transwoman! :D (THE FANDOM INFECTED ME WITH THIS HEADCANON 😔🙏) She/Her

Aroflux and aceflux! :D

Dolus (RUIN/JIGSAW)!

He is genderfluid, so he/they pronouns 🙌

He is Archillean! :D

I'M GETTING LAZY SO THANKS THAT YOU WASTED YOUR PRECIOUS TIME ON SOME RANDOM PERSON TALKING ON THE INTERNET ;D TUNG! :D

[radfemsiren]

RE: AI chatbot

Different anon. When you said this is male coded, my god is that true. I’ve been around both male anime fans and women and the way they approach online communities is so vastly different. I’ve had women tell me the some weird thing about fictional characters they’re into and never once have I thought they’d go out and commit a crime. Meanwhile even the most “nonchalant” male fans I’ve met will immediately hit me with some shit that i would be afraid to google lest I get put on some sort of watchlist.

Yup, that’s how every fandom is, I’ll never forget the bronycon documentary I recommended on here, when og my little pony fan spaces online were suddenly filled with smut and gore… all the women were like “wtf is happening??”

That’s when the men showed up and ruined everything…. The bronypocalypse was upon them 😔

[azurefaire]

making another angst edit and ughhh "the finale" literally hits wayyy too hard when it comes to the nicky angst

i totally forgot that stewart stalked nicky canonically like following her car and shit, but since i like recontextualizing things in the show i have had a small headcanon that both of their behavior is an act. that nicky made a pact with pepper ann and others being so affected by the failed relationship for a while that they would pretend to forgot stewart at the reunion try hard to actually do so. and that stewart has alterior motives, he knows about this pact so he's intentionally making himself look grosser in order to make them uncomfortable (and them look bad for "forgetting him") because whatever happened between them in the 8th grade and years after ruined his reputation and stuck with him. he emphasizes to nicky that he thinks about her everyday. the verbal spats become malicious and self protecting code speak and an intentional, calculated fight to save face. to bury the past. to be petty. having resentment that wont leave. when pepper ann said she couldn't remember to stewart specifically, she seemed to suddenly switch to "oh! i'm supposed to hate you and pretend you don't exist" and when nicky said to stewart "who are you?" leaning into everyone else's ear to imply stewart caused kevin's accident, but kevin isn't someone she's really with. kevin is a story made to punish stewart for harrassing her after middle school "relationship" for years in high school. so she makes this story up to take care of unfinished business. or maybe (yea) this is angsty copium based on my own headcanons for the pepper ann finale because what happened in the finale made me sad. yknow what's also sad? the fact that pink carnations that were given to pepper ann from nicky in a valentine's day tune (hoping that's the episode name) that pepper ann thought meant pity she gave her mean GRATITUDE. she had a whole bouquet of graditude flowers. and that pepper ann and milo were more on speaking terms than nicky and pepper ann. that one of the first things nicky said is you look well... well. well. not "i missed you" or "good to see you too". choice words nicky. 😔 "good to see you" "you look well" ughhhhh

[deathnguts]

I agree with you but I also see Tiffany and Chucky as Bartylue variants. Who do you see in the scary movie franchise as Bartylus, besides Billy and Stu!

I’m gonna be so real and honest with you, the Tiffany and Chucky post was originally Bartylus but then I was like ‘no, no one’s gonna see it and they’re all gonna say rosekiller 😔’ so you definitely get it like no else anon

As for other other couple besides Billy and Stu (because I will fight until I die that that’s Bartylus and not just rosekiller, Barty is too Stu coded for it not to be), I don’t really watch anything but horror movies so I could definitely name a few! (Though I watch a lot of cheesy slashers that don’t really have a lot of characters so this is really just a fight to remember anything I’ve seen that has romance in it lmao)

Number one, and kind of not related to brief but still important to me, I can definitely see Barty as Harry Warden from My Bloody Valentine (the og or the remake honestly, the only time both were good) ((also an underrated fave of mine <3)) With how (spoilers) the killer actually isn’t Harry and is just one of the mc’s who got like a Harry Warden DID alter and started killing people and then forgot he did and was just as panicked as everyone else is very him post imperio to me. ‘Harry’ doesn’t really have a love interest in the movie, but the mc pretending to be him is in a love triangle with the final girl and another guy so you could view that as like the Bartylus vs Jegulus thing everyone enjoys so much (but Bartylus sadly loses at the end if you view it that way because they do not kiss 😔😔)

And for an actual couple I have to bring up the older couple from Dolls as an even more niche pick. That movie’s about a little girl and her family who hates her and a few other people staying at an old couple’s house for the night because of a storm and their house is filled with hundreds of dolls that are (surprise) alive and start killing people but they spare the little girl and this other guy that was helping her because of like the power of your inner child or whatever and the older couple are pretty much all the dolls’ parents and the movie ends with the little girl genuinely loving the dolls and the couple a lot and wanting to see them again soon and the couple smiles at her and tells her she’s always welcome and like fucking tell me that isn’t Bartylus when they’re older cmon now!!

Ugh and then I couldn’t just not mention Eyes Without A Face, because oml Christianne is beyond regulus coded. Her father is a surgeon who gets her into a car accident that ruins her face so he kidnaps girls to surgically remove their faces and try to give her a new one but he had to frame her death for it so they could get away with the murders and stuff, but she has no hope at all that the surgeries will work and says multiple times she’s terrified of herself and just wants to die. Also she has a fiancé that thinks she’s dead that she calls to just hear his voice because if she spoke over the line he’d know she was alive, so she literally just stays silent on the line until he hangs up. Until one day she whispers his name literally once and he recognizes her immediately and goes to the police proclaiming she’s alive and TELL ME THATS NOT THEM BECAUSE IF YOU DO YOURE LYING.

And this one’s not a movie but the Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde Gothic Horror Musical is one of my favorite musicals ever and I would be willing ti argue that Barty could be seen as both Jekyll (brilliant scientist that’s seen as a delusional, sinful visionary) and Hyde (genuinely off putting and creepy man who lives for only what he desires and doesn’t know shame but does know vindication) AND I could further argue that Regulus could be seen as both Emma (Jekyll’s fiancé who’s father is the judge that ruled his research inhumane and didn’t allow him a human test subject for it, which she she feels awful about since she knows how much it matter to her soon to be husband, also there’s a whole song about the town’s opinion on their marriage and pretty much everyone agrees that Emma marrying a doctor like Jekyll rather than an heir is naive and shameful on her part, probably how the pureblood society would view Bartylus tbh) and Lucy (the hooker that Hyde is attracted to and seeks out almost immediately upon gaining control of the body he shares with Hyde, she has a whole song about how she views men as a past time and pretty much a snack to hold her over in life and that feels akin to how regulus views people to me) so I think it’s perfect because like two halves that aren’t supposed to match, yet both halves love each other?? Just say you’re meant to be and just say you’re Bartylus at that point.

And while we’re on the subject of horror but not movies because I got off track, let’s stay off track and let me bring up Victor Frankenstein and Robert Walton. I’m convinced they’re the og toxic yaoi. And they’re Bartylus because: do I have to explain how regulus is Frankenstein? (They’re frail Victorian boys with practically delusional ideals for the work that they’ve admired their whole lives and then threw themselves into only ti discover they were misinformed and then send themselves into their own demise trying to prove their original ideals through an impossible mission, also they’re dramatically tortured poets who are gay as hell) and then Barty as Walton, I will defend to you now. Walton is a an explorer, he’s a free spirit who wants to find something new and above that he just wants to be out there searching. He’s implied to be wealthy yet doesn’t have a family besides his sister which is strange for the time, meaning he actively chose a different life style that most higher class people look down upon. Tell me that’s not Barty in that setting. And then you bring in when Walton meets Frankenstein and he practically falls in love at first sight? He’s tending to this complete stranger just to hear him speak, then gushes to his sister about how he’s tragically beautiful and he speaks so eloquently and he wishes he could just soothe all his problems and take that suffering from him but in the end there’s nothing he can do and Frankenstein dies cold no matter how hard Walton tried to warm him (just like canon compliant Bartylus with their school years and then regulus dying at seventeen)

And speaking of Barty paralleling sailors, let’s talk Sweeney Todd. Saying Mrs. Lovette and Todd are Bartylus is wrong because Todd doesn’t loved her back and unrequited bartylus is tired. Yknow what isn’t tired? Fairytale, angst with a happy ending, sweet, non toxic Bartylus! And yknow which couple has that? Joanna and Anthony! Joanna as regulus (the locked away beauty with a ghostly aura of tragedy practically bred into their flesh) and Anthony as Barty (another sailor who takes one look at their soulmate and their breath is taken away, only Anthony succeeds in saving Joanna and they make it out alive this time.)

And I can only fit one more picture so let’s come out of left field and throw in a horror game. Resident Evil: Village, you love to see it in the year 2024. Karl Heisenberg and Donna Beneviento are my favorite characters from the game because Donna’s mechanics are the best and Karl’s voice actor is awesome but here’s why they’re Bartylus (also I should mention that I don’t subscribe to idea that they’re siblings obviously, they were just kidnapped by the same cult which is not the same thing like some people seem to think??) so Regulus is Donna because come on, creepy doll maker in the hills/woods that wears all black and shrouds their face behind a veil and has extreme,h concerning experimental horrors in the basement of their creepy cottage? That’s literally him, what are you talking about. And then Karl as Barty makes sense to me because they’re both vulgar and brash, but incredibly intelligent and forward thinking in their schemes and also a core part of both their characters is disobeying their father/‘mother.’ And as for why they’re Bartylus since they don’t even talk in canon, I ship Donna and Karl anyway and their fics on ao3 read very bartylus to me.

And yeah that’s it because I’m out of photos. Thank you so much for this ask, it was really thoughtful and cool to explore! I hope your satisfied with the outcome of your question lol

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my patient coding, me getting my period during the code, me missing ateez and riize performances, me ruining my scrubs 😔😔😔😔😔🫠

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Buenos días elfo 😘

quick question, In your Forlorn Half-Lights AU, Eclipse still exists or something, Can you tell me a little about him if he exists? 😔

Oh yes!! There's two Eclipses! I haven't drawn them in a bit so sorry for old art

There's Solar and Lunar Eclipse!!! (Not TSAMS related.)

Solar Eclipse is a virus from Balloon World, he gained sentience and now is capable of hopping from animatronic to animatronic. He doesn't take over other robots, but he does appear in their vision and sensors. It's a disorienting experience.

From being in Balloon World and observing sun and moon's deteriorating relationship, Solar has become possessive and obsessive over Sun and hateful of Moon. Moon doesn't deserve Sun, no, even more than that...SOLAR deserved to take Moon's place as Sun's brother!!! Yes! Only him! No one could treat Sun better than him!!! But what Solar doesn't realize is...Sun didn't even think of Moon as a brother lol. Solar is trying to take something Moon didn't even have. Solar is rather goofy, very giggly and wild character. He doesn't like children though. He absolutely despises them. He hates Balloon boy from the game and he hates the kids for what they put Sun through.

And then there's Lunar. He's was the original model for the daycare attendant. He was Moon and Sun when they shared one body, now being whole as one being on his own. He had his memories wiped from both sides of them,since Sun and Moon got turned into their own animatronics and the company didn't want to retrain their AIs from the ground up. Lunar was left alone in the lower floor of the new Pizzaplex just incase they needed spare parts for the new daycare animatronics. They originally were going to use him but then decided it'd be better to make new and improved, individual animatronics that were actually meant for childcare.

Lunar's quiet, confused, lost, and honestly kind of depressed (+ a bit grumpy). All he has is the corrupt/mixed eclipse codes from the DCA when they were one whole being, all he is is the in-between, all he is is what he was in the Ruins. He's still gentle, he's still sweet, but he's been left down here for so long with none of his separate memories that he doesn't even know what he was. Lunar was forgotten.

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Gerry is a TTRPG nerd confirmed!

The perils of d&d 😔.

Gerry just has the average DM appearance after writing a campaign/j (love you DMs you're doing great)

If you could get cursed by being given dice I would be so screwed in the tmagp universe.

Somehow this man's cursed dice are better weighted than mine.

Something something giving cursed items to other people, forcing them to deal with the consequences of it because you can't break your addiction. (This and the violin).

People were talking about if the entities in this universe were the same, I wonder if there's one that has to do with fortune/bad luck. Like the fear that bad things will happen to you randomly or the fear of entropy. Kinda a mix of extinction and web coded but too early to tell.

"He didn't want to roll them" Me peer pressuring my friends into playing board games with me. Jokes aside, this statement is terrifying. Mixture of gambling and addiction.

I wonder if the dice were vengeful that Gerry gave them up?

The ending!!!!! The instant "noooooo" as soon as he said the last sentence.

Teddy!!!! I missed you. I wonder if, instead is not being able to be fired, you just can't find another job if you work for ODIR.

Alice using tubular... Love her. Alice/Sam lore?!?!? Also Alice I love you. Teddy are you trying to set them up again?

"Bigfoots a good lay, but he's got abandonment issues" made me actually laugh out loud

What if we went to see the cursed ruins together 👉👈. And we both worked at ODIR and were exes.

I ship Alice/Cecila, but also Alice/Sam, and also Sam/Alice/Cecila. Shipping everything so I always come out on top