#flapjack oc talk

[smalltimidbean]

Since no one asked for any Fake Peppinos yet, I keep wondering if there's a Fake Peppino with any kind of plant DNA like a sunflower or a bluebell cause I'd like to see a Fake Peppino with plant DNA?

You are right there has been no Fake Peppinos from these suggestions, but I think that's more on me choosing Peppiclones for them rather than folks specifically asking for one over the other jgfdlkdf

But still! Can definitely use more Fake Plantpinos, there are only three so far - #3110 is a Pumpkin, Rosemary is moss, and #0978 is a cherry blossom tree - so no flower fakies yet!

Well, until now right now, bc have two of them!!! I am not immune to 'yellow cheery sunshine character' and 'blue/purple calmer and sometimes sad cloudy character' pairings kljfdgjkdg

Also, bonus for the sunflower, bc they can move their petals, kinda like a frilled lizard but also not really lfgslkjfgd

[tem-tem-timmy]

im doing som refs for ocs and finally made a sticky ref ;_; !!! thought i share it here since clive shrine

[honeyedmiller]

Pretty Little Thing | Joel Miller

joel miller x oc!f!reader

rating: 18+, minors dni

synopsis: it’s summertime and you’re working at a retro diner on the outskirts of austin. you’ve seen many faces and heard many voices all in a passing blur; ones you’ve never really payed any mind to—until one handsome southern gentleman in particular catches your special attention, and he’s got a voice you’d recognize anywhere—one that’s gotten you off more times than you’d like to admit.

warnings: original female character, no outbreak (game) joel, joel has a hidden identity in this for a bit, joel is taller than reader, joel can pull reader’s hair, reader is mentioned to blush once, joel indulges in virtual sex work, joel has no kids in this, flirting, talks of masturbation, smut (protected sex, blowjob, consensual choking, spitting, hair pulling, many ass slaps, edging, squirting, name calling, ass play), no use of y/n.

word count: 5.3k

a/n: this is entirely self indulgent. sorry for the small writing hiatus, life has been insanely busy. thanks for being patient with me as i ease back into writing fanfic.

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It was like clockwork. 

Every day was the same. 

The same regulars, the same orders being put in, the same rushes. 

The lunch rush usually died down around two, which gave you time to prepare for the dinner rush before five. 

It was funny, really. You never thought that such a tiny diner off of Interstate 35, tucked in a corner on the outskirts of Austin, would have such an attraction as it does. 

Maybe it was the house favorite flapjacks you guys sold. Maybe it was the friendly hospitality you and your favorite coworker, Betty, gave to new and familiar faces. Hell, maybe it was the half-decent coffee and the low prices for everything that kept everyone coming in and coming back. 

Either way, it was all the same every single day. 

Until today. 

Usually, there’d be no more than three stragglers from lunch, and no one would come in until around five. 

The little bell above the door chimed as someone walked in, and Betty tapped you on the shoulder with a pleading look in her eyes. 

You averted your gaze from the sugar pourers you were refilling, giving her a small smile. 

“Honey, I’m sorry, I was about to take my break. Can you take that table for me? I need a cig after this morning’s rush.” Her blonde-gray hair was in disarray and her voice was scratchy and desperate. 

“No problem. Enjoy your break.” 

“Bless you, sweetheart.” 

You brush off the straggling sugar crystals that stuck to your hands on your black apron, pulling out your pad of paper and pen before approaching the man that sat with his back facing you. 

You muster up the best smile you can before stopping at the booth, ready to jot down his order. 

“Hello sir, how are you doin’ today?” You ask, and he looks up from the menu with a grin. 

The first thing you notice is his eyes. They’re a warm and inviting shade of hazel; a mixture of a beautiful green that reflects off of his tan skin and an amber as smooth as whiskey. 

Then you notice his lips. Pink and plush. Kissable. 

And then there’s the smile hidden behind the lips. Bright, pearly whites that take your breath away and make your heart palpitate, because god, why is he so handsome? 

It’s like he won the genetic lottery or something.

The mustache above his lips and the scruff on his jawline matches his dark hair with a few silver strands peeking through; the only identifier of his prospective age. 

His lips pull up into a smirk as he watches you shamelessly checking him out. Truthfully, you want him to watch you watching him. 

He clears his throat and your eyes snap back up to his. You tilt your head to the side and study him for a moment further before he finally speaks. 

“I’ll take a black coffee n’ the number three please. Eggs over easy.” 

You write down his order and your brows furrow as he speaks. Something about his voice sounds so… familiar. 

“Midday breakfast?” You tease, and he offers you a shrug and a grin. “It’ll be right out, sir.” You gingerly take the menu from him and walk back behind the counter. 

His voice keeps ringing through your head as you ring in his order on the POS system. You couldn’t put your finger on it, but his voice was attractive nonetheless — deep and gruff, yet sweet and polite. 

Where the hell have you heard that voice before? 

And then it hits you. 

Fuck. 

Oh, fuck. 

That man’s voice has brought you more orgasms than you can possibly even count. 

In a desperate need to get yourself off one night, you explored your options until you came across a faceless account. It was his broad body and thick, muscular arms that caught your attention. And — yeah, okay, maybe his deliciously girthy cock, too. 

The final nail in the coffin was that thick, syrupy Southern drawl that reeled you in and immersed you in a world full of pleasure. 

His voice and groans alone have made you come harder than any man you’ve ever been with. 

Your throat goes dry as you look back at him, tucked into the booth he chose to sit at, looking at his phone. 

You mindlessly pour his coffee and bring it out to his table, legs seemingly floating in his direction.

You set the coffee cup down on his table. His large hand grabs the cup, making it look nearly miniature. 

Your mind was fuzzy and your core suddenly had an aching throb as you thought of his hands exploring your body; what they’d feel like all over you and — god, get a fucking grip. 

“Was there anythin’ else I can get for you?” You ask as nonchalant as you can muster up. 

“Nope, that’ll do it darlin’. Thank you.” The crinkles beside his eyes deepen in the slightest as he tosses a polite smile your way. 

“Food should be out in a couple of minutes.” You rap your knuckles on the table once before turning around to finish topping off the sugar pourers. 

The chef chimed the bell indicating the handsome man’s food was done. You wipe your hands on your apron once more before sucking in a breath. 

You decided to shoot your shot and call him out by his screen name. You were confident it was him. 

You saw no wedding band on his finger, either, so what the hell, right? Worst that could happen is he rejects your advances. 

You grab his plate from the kitchen window and head toward his table. Your palms start to sweat and you’re nervous as hell, because fuck, a face like that is hard to forget. 

You set the plate down in front of him and he softly thanks you. You hesitate for a second before tucking a stray hair that had fallen out of your braid behind your ear, shooting a wink his way. 

“Anytime, Mr. Ryder. Let me know if you need anythin’ else.” 

He pauses before looking up at you again, eyebrows furrowing. 

“How do you—?” He starts, clearing his throat as his eyes travel down your figure. 

“I’m a fan of your work.” You shrug, passing it off like it’s the most casual thing in the world. 

“I see,” He looks back at the now empty diner, gaze shifting back to you. “Wanna sit for a minute and chat?” His voice holds sincerity and — god, let it be — desire. 

You nod and hold a finger up to him. “Just a sec.” 

You walk back to the counter, catching Betty at a perfect time. She grins at you as she re-ties her apron around her waist. 

You jerk your head back to Ryder. “The guy over there wants to chat for a few. Mind if I take a break?” 

“Go ‘head baby. Not like we got a ton ‘a people to serve.” She laughs, and you shoot her a smile. 

“Thanks, Betty.” 

You untie your apron from your waist and walk back over to his booth. He gestures for you to slide into the side opposite of him, and you clumsily settle into the worn leather bench. 

He chews on a piece of bacon before his gaze roams your face, seemingly studying you before he swallows. 

“So, what’s the first video you watched?” He asks, and you feel your face burn with a blush. You thought he’d be more subtle, but it’s better to lay the cards on the table you suppose. 

“Truthfully, I’ve scrolled all the way to the bottom of your page and have probably watched every single one.” You shrug at your confession, and that pulls a smirk out of him. 

“What about your favorite?” His tone is almost challenging, but truthfully, he’s intrigued. Never did he think anyone could recognize him by just his voice. 

Joel was careful not to show his face on camera. He wanted to keep himself a mystery—the gruff, sexy voice of a suave cowboy and his perfect body that he shared with the world—a secret. 

“It’s probably gonna have to be the one where you’re pretty much just talkin’ the viewer through it and, fuck, this is kinda embarrassing but we’re already here,” You huff, and Joel shakes his head and urges you to continue. “When I watch that video, I’ve kinda timed it to make myself come the same time you do.” 

“Not embarrassin’, sugar. That’s the sexiest thing a woman has ever confessed to me.” 

“Yeah, well, when you got a voice like yours and a dry spell like mine, it’s the perfect mix for a most blissful—” Joel’s hearty laugh cut you off, and you couldn’t help but admire him from across the table. 

He was so fucking handsome and you genuinely couldn’t believe you were seeing the man who’s made you come more times than you can count without even fucking touching you, in person. 

“Can I see your notepad and pen real quick, baby?” He asks, gesturing down to your lap. You shuffle the items out of your apron pocket before sliding them across the table, and at the click of the pen, he starts to write something down. 

You lick your lips and cross your arms over your torso, lolling your head to the side. He clicks the pen once more before sliding it back over to you with the notepad. 

You look down at what he’s written, to see his fake name, phone number and an address. 

“Whenever you get off, gimme a call n’ come over if you’d like. No pressure though, sugar.” 

Holy fuck. 

No way in hell you’re passing up this opportunity, so you shoot a smirk his way and tuck the paper into your apron pocket. 

Play. It. Cool. 

“I get off in about,” You look down at your watch, twisting your lips to the side. “An hour.” 

You try to keep your voice steady, but your heart is thumping in your chest and your desperate, aching cunt. 

“Sounds good,” He raps his knuckles on the wooden table before grinning at you, nudging your foot in the slightest before he finishes off his breakfast for lunch. “Just the check, sugar. Then I’ll get out of your hair.” 

“I’d rather you pull it than get out of it.” You grin wickedly at the astonished man in front of you, sliding out of the booth. 

You walk away to the counter before he can retort and ring the check up for his meal, but before you can bring it back to him, he slaps two twenties on the counter before you. 

His thick fingers find their way to your wrist and give it a squeeze as he leans down to you and whispers his next words. 

“Hope I can satisfy you in more ways than one, baby. See ya in an hour,” He straightens back up before looking down at the twin Jacksons staring back at the both of you, “Keep the change.” 

He walks out without another word, without looking back, and it leaves you nearly winded. 

“What was that all about?” Betty asks, sidling up beside you as she gently nudges your ribs.

“Looks like I got a hot date.” You half joke. 

“If I was thirty years younger I woulda been all over that too, baby,” A hearty laugh escapes her and she shoots a wink your way. “Have fun tonight.” 

-

The hour goes by surprisingly fast and you find yourself almost scurrying to your car after you clock out. You toss your apron into the passenger seat of your car and immediately roll down the windows. 

The AC decided to give out on you about a week ago, and of course it was during a time where it was hotter than the devil’s fucking asshole outside. 

You groan as you close your eyes, the heat already making you miserable. At least the diner had a good central air system. 

You peel your eyes open to fish the paper out of your apron pocket with Ryder’s number and address on it, dialing the numbers scrawled across in blue ink. 

After the second ring, his rich voice picked up on the other end of the line. 

“Hello?”

“Hey Ryder. ‘M off work now if you still want me to head to your place.” 

“Hey sugar. Head on over. There’s a spot in the driveway for ya.” 

“See you soon.” 

Nerves coursed through your veins as the line went dead. You type in his address into your phone, and to your surprise, he only lived fifteen minutes away. 

You threw your car in drive and you were off, the hot air whipping through the cab of your car. 

It was truly unlike you to do something so bold like this. 

You never went to strangers houses, always ignored when you got hit on at the diner, rejected offers from several men for what would probably be a night full of mediocre sex—and yet, there was something about this man that you couldn’t shake off. 

Even with just video evidence of this man’s gruff voice, veiny cock and skillful hands, you could just tell he knew exactly what the fuck he was doing. 

It wasn’t long before you pulled up to a quiet neighborhood. His house was on the right hand side, and you pulled up into the driveway next to his black truck. 

You took a deep breath before looking at yourself in the mirror of your sun visor before touching up with some lip gloss. You spray your perfume on your pulse points before deciding to stop stalling and finally get out of your car before psyching yourself out. 

Your beat up work shoes scuff the concrete path leading up to Ryder’s door, and you swallow thickly before you knock. 

Thirty seconds later, a now shirtless Southern gentleman answers the door, hazel eyes catching yours as you stare up at him in awe. 

“Well fuck me.” You mutter under your breath as you study his handsome face and his thick, toned torso. 

“Tha’s the plan, sugar.” His deep voice shoots straight down to your core, nearly making you audibly moan. 

He steps aside to let you into his house, which is surprisingly warm and inviting. It’s cozy with its worn-in furnishings and family photos on the walls. It smells like him too; something earthy and musky and delicious. 

He guides you into the living room with his hand on your lower back, touch sending a chill down your spine. 

“Make yourself cozy, darlin’. Would y’like anythin’ to drink?” 

“Whiskey, neat please. If you have it.” You respond, and he softly smiles at you before nodding and retreating into the kitchen. You can’t help but watch him walk away with the muscles clearly rippling in his back as he walks, all the way down to the back dimples he has. 

There’s no fucking way this man is real. 

You sigh and settle onto the couch, folding your hands into your lap after setting your purse and keys on the coffee table in front of you. 

It’s only a couple of minutes before Ryder reappears before you, handing you a glass of amber liquid. You thank him and sip on it graciously, the smooth taste gliding down your throat and going straight to your already throbbing core. 

He sits next to you and slings his arm over the back of the couch, allowing himself to get comfortable as if this occurrence is the most natural thing in the world. 

Fuck, maybe it might be for him. You wouldn’t really be surprised considering the charm and suave demeanor he possesses. 

“You can relax, darlin’. ‘M not gonna try anythin’ or touch ya without your consent.” 

Your shoulders visibly relax at that, not even noticing they were tense to begin with. He didn’t give you bad vibes or scare you. He made you nervous—a feeling you haven’t felt with a man in a very long time. 

“So,” You start, voice scratchy from talking so much hours prior and the burn of the whiskey affecting your throat, “You usually bring women home like this?” You’re half teasing and half curious, wanting to see if this really is a regular occurrence for him. 

A deep chuckle rumbles through his chest and practically vibrates the whole couch. “No, sugar. You’d be the first t’ even recognize me just by my voice. Gotta say, ‘m pretty impressed with that. Guess you’re a regular viewer then, I take it.” 

Now he’s the one teasing, but there’s a knowing tone in his voice. You didn’t even have to say it. He knows. 

There’s really no point in denying how turned on he gets you, so you just… let it happen. 

You feel a little looser with the whiskey swimming in your veins, giving you the bit of courage you mustered up within the past minute or so. You sink into the couch further, spreading your legs enough to keep the man curious. 

He watches you wearily, eyes trained on your body and the signals you were emitting. 

“You’re the only man that can get me off now. You’ve got me wrapped around those skillful fingers, Mr. Ryder.” Your voice sounds more smooth and sultry than you expected it to, but it was definitely working in your favor. 

“These skillful fingers would love to show you a thing or two, baby.” His fingers twitch around the glass he holds tightly; clearly a form of self-restraint. 

You didn’t want him to hold back anymore. 

“Show me.” You say. 

A small groan emits from the back of his throat. 

You suck in a breath as your eyes notice his going completely dark, drowning in desire for you. His once bright hazel eyes have since been replaced with something deeper than a simple need to satiate. 

It was fucking carnal. 

He downs the rest of his drink and licks his lips, patting his jean-clad thigh. 

“Sit on my lap. Back against my chest.” He commands, and you try to smoothly maneuver yourself onto him just as he’d asked. 

Once you’re settled on top of him, he gently grips onto both of your knees to spread your legs apart so they’re on either side of his thick thighs. 

Your lips part and you don’t even notice you’re breathing heavier until you feel a soft kiss on your shoulder. 

“Relax, baby. ‘M gonna make you feel good. If you need me to stop, just tap my thigh twice and hard. Got it?” 

“Yes.” You whisper, nearly shaking in anticipation. 

“Good.” 

And his hands are grazing up your legs to the inner part of your thighs, delicately tracing your skin. Goosebumps raise at his featherlight touch, and before you know it, he’s spreading his own legs wider to spread yours. 

You were aching and damp even back at the diner as you sat with him in the booth, studying his handsome features. The cool air of the home hits the dampness on the cotton panties you wore. 

Ryder’s fingers made their way up to the lace trim of your panties, causing you to softly whimper for him. You genuinely didn’t think you needed anyone to touch you so fucking bad in your life. 

You didn’t want to come off whiny and absolutely desperate, so you kept your pathetic begging to yourself. 

“So wet already, pretty girl. This all for me?” 

You can’t muster up the words because your brain is simply mush at this point, and all you want is his fingers on you, and fuck, in you. 

“You know I respect you, right baby?” 

Respect you? 

You’ve only known this man—physically—for a few hours, albeit knowing his voice and his body long before he’d even tell you his real name. 

And yet, there’s a comfort in his presence. One that would have you willing to do nearly anything for him—with him. 

And all you could do was meekly nod your head at his words, his Southern twang dripping in honey—buzzing into your veins. 

You turn your head to look at him with a bewildered expression on your face, though, wondering why he’d ask such a thing. 

He shoots you a devilish smile. 

“Good, ‘cuz for the next few minutes it’s gonna look like I don’t.” 

“Oh, fuck.” You mewl, tossing your head back onto his shoulder. He noses at your jaw, littering kisses and small nips all along your jawline and neck as he slides your panties to the side.

He slides his middle finger through your slick slit, moving up to circle your already sensitive clit. You shudder at the touch, clamping your eyes shut as you softly moan. 

“Fuck baby, you’re drippin’ already. This what I do to ya? You get this wet when you’re by yourself and you’re bein’ a dirty fuckin’ girl gettin’ yourself off to my videos? Hm?” 

His deep voice vibrates through your body, finger traveling down to your entrance. He teases you as he slips the tip of his finger into you—nothing more—and moves it back out. 

He continues this a few times, and when you don’t answer him, he slaps your dripping cunt lightly. You gasp and grip onto his forearm that was wrapped around your torso. 

“Answer me.” 

“God, yes, I–I fuckin’ love your videos. You always get me this wet. Every time. You’re just so—fuck—goddamn hot.” 

He chuckles at your blabbering. “Hot, huh? You think that highly of me?” 

“Ryder,” You moan as he fully sinks his middle finger into you. He stops his movements and it takes everything in you not to rock your hips. 

“Joel.” 

“W-what?” 

“I want you moaning my real name, baby.” 

Joel. 

Joel. 

That name is somehow very fitting for him, and lucky for you, it rolls off the tongue easily. 

“Joel.” You test it, and his grip on you tightens. 

“Atta girl.” He praises, sinking a second finger into you. You moan at the feeling, long fingers hitting spots yours never could. He curls his fingers to hit that exact spot and you cry out in pleasure. 

You can feel Joel’s cocky smirk on his lips as he kisses your braided hair, likely in a complete disarray at this point. 

The squelching noise that reverberated throughout his living room was truly obscene, but he didn’t seem to mind one bit. In fact, it seemed to spur him on as he twisted his wrist and worked his fingers faster, pressing into that spot inside of you that had you choking on your own moans. 

Without warning, you felt yourself nearly at the brink of your orgasm—and Joel pulls his fingers out of you. You cry in desperation, the beautiful build up completely dissipated. 

“Not. Yet.” Joel’s mouth was next to your ear, nibbling at your lobe as he worked you through the edging. 

He didn’t stop after that, though. He kept the momentum going, sliding his other hand from your torso down to your swollen clit. He slowly starts to rub small circles onto the already overstimulated bundle of nerves, and you cry out a strangled moan as the feeling surges through your body. 

“Now.” He says. 

Your mind was going blank at this point and a pressure kept building and building and building—until you felt a huge gush, forceful and draining. Your eyes snap open to see clear liquid dripping all down the couch. 

“Fuck, Joel I’m sor—”

“Don’t you dare apologize baby. You ever done that before?” He asks, and you shake your head no. He moans at your wordless response and readjusts himself beneath you, and you can suddenly feel how hard he is in his jeans. 

Even through the denim he felt fucking big, and you knew you were in for it. 

“Let me,” You start, shakily sliding off of his lap and onto the floor. “Let me take care of you.” 

Joel watches you and the same muscle in his jaw ticks furiously. He nods without another word as you lean up to kiss the hot skin above his jeans, trailing your lips down to the hemline. You undo the button and zipper swiftly, and he lifts his hips to pull his pants and boxers down to his mid thigh. 

Your hunch was correct: he’s fucking huge. You swallow as you take in the sight of his cock in-person rather than over a screen, and it was even better than you’d imagined all those times. 

You gently grab the base of his silky flesh, giving it a soft squeeze as you move your hand to the tip. Your eyes flicker up to his, and he’s watching you intently. You smile sweetly up at him before bringing your head down to lick the pre come from his slit, moaning as you get a taste of the salty musk. 

Joel’s hand flies to your head, threading his fingers through the loose braid as you slowly lick your way down the vein on the underside of his cock. 

“So fuckin’ pretty,” You say, and he groans at your praise. “Even better than I imagined.” 

You bring your tongue back up to the tip and take him in your mouth this time, going as far down as you could before you gagged softly. 

“Fuck yeah baby, just like that. Doin’ so fuckin’ good for me,” He mewls as you set a faster pace, one of your hands coming to pump the rest of his cock you couldn’t reach with your mouth, the other gently fondling his balls. 

You moan around him as his silky flesh easily glides onto your tongue. You enjoy getting him off like this; unraveling him inch by inch just as he’s done to you many times before. 

He began to rock his hips up into your mouth, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you try your damndest to not forcefully gag around him. 

“Mouth feels so goddamn good on me, honey. ‘M not gonna last much longer.” Joel confesses, and your tighten your lips around his cock to silently urge him to let go. 

It was only another minute until his hips completely stilled and his pulsing cock was drained, salty spend coating your mouth in haste. 

He groans loudly as he reaches down to cradle your jaw, slowly sliding your mouth off of him. You swallow his spend and sit back on your heels, looking up at him innocently. 

“On your knees, baby. Ass up.” He pats the spot next to him on the couch, and you happily oblige. He pulls the skirt of your uniform up over your hips and slides your wet panties down your legs so you’re on full display for him. 

You feel his hands slide over the globe of your ass, spreading you apart to get a good look at all of you. You suck in a breath for a second before you feel his fingers slide through your slick folds once more, teasing you so. 

“You ever had a man touch you back here? Pretty little thing.” He asks as his thumb circles the tight ring of your ass. 

“No.” You moan, closing your eyes as you press a cheek to the couch cushion. 

“Hm. ‘S a shame. Feels real good.” 

“Please, Joel.” You truly weren’t above begging for this man to touch you in any way possible. 

“Please what, sugar?” 

“Please—please touch me. Make me feel good. Even better than I already feel.” 

You turn your head more to lock eyes with him staring down at you with a look of determination and hunger. 

He keeps his eyes locked on you as he grabs his half-hard cock, reaching to the coffee table beside you both to grab the foil packet you didn’t even see until this very moment. 

He rips it open and slides it on before sliding his cock through your slick folds. You sigh in pleasure as your eyes flutter shut for a brief second before you open them again as his tip notches your entrance. 

“You ready baby?” 

You nod your head, but he shakes his. 

“Need your words this time darlin’.” 

“Yes Joel. Please.” 

He sinks into you slowly, his girth stretching you out so deliciously. It stung a little, because in truth, you’ve never been with anyone his size. 

Once he’s fully sheathed into you, he shoots you that same wicked grin before letting spit slowly dribble out of his mouth and onto your asshole. 

“Oh fuck me,” You whisper, moaning as his thumb circles the tight ring once again. “Please.” You say, and he hooks his thumb gently into you. 

You feel so full like this, barely even able to comprehend the fact that you’re about to get fucked by your favorite adult content creator. 

Joel starts to rock his hips slowly at first, moaning at how tight you are. He picks up his pace once you’re both comfortable and it feels like he’s punching your fucking gut. 

It’s almost unbearable— but the pleasure outweighs the pain by a mile. He’s rocking his hips so hard that the couch starts to scrape onto the floor, nothing but skin  slapping on skin. You feel a sting on your left asscheek and moan at the contact, realizing Joel had slapped you. 

He does it again, and again, and again, until tears are in your eyes and you can no longer bear the sting. 

“Pussy feels so fuckin’ good baby. Was meant to take this cock, hm?” He says through gritted teeth, and you can’t help but agree with him. 

His hand slides up your back and reaches your hair, pulling it so your head tilts upward. 

“So fuckin’ pretty like this. Love the way you feel around me.” He confesses, taking his thumb out of your tight muscle before wrapping his other arm around your torso once, only to pull you upright this time. 

He’s pistoning into you as you lean back onto his body. His hand wraps gently around your throat as he scatters more kisses onto your jawline and up your earlobe. 

“Can I?” He asks, and you choke out a meek yes. 

His large hand wraps all the way around your throat, squeezing the sides. Joel turns his head down to look at you, all helpless as he fucks you relentlessly. 

Your jaw hangs open and your eyes are squeezed shut, relishing in the all-consuming feeling of Joel. 

Joel, Joel, Joel. 

You open your eyes as you plead his name, feeling another orgasm burning within you. 

He moves his fingers up from your throat to grab at your jaw, forcing your mouth open as he spits into it. 

“Swallow.” He commands, and you don’t question him one bit. 

He likes seeing you like this—submissive and practically breedable—and yet, he barely knew you. He knew he wanted that to change after this, though.

“Joel I’m gonna come.” Your voice is hoarse and desperate, trying so hard to keep the feeling of pleasure at bay. 

It was no use, though. The way he was looking at you made you want to fucking risk it all, and when he finally bent his face down to kiss you, you knew it was a wrap. 

You both moaned into each other’s mouths as your tongues tangled together, tasting each other and exploring one another. 

It wasn’t long before the coil finally snapped for you, and seconds later, him as well. You both panted heavily as you were submerged in the post-coital bliss. 

“You did so good, baby. Hopefully I lived up to your expectations.” 

You huff a laugh at his words as he pulls out of you and  shuffles himself down onto the couch, pulling you on top of him. He kisses the top of your head as he plays with your hair, a strange feeling blooming in his chest as you both enjoy the presence of one another. 

One thing’s for sure and two things for certain: 

You’re everything he’s wanted, and he didn’t even know how to tell you. There was no way he was letting you go now. 

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tags: @endlessthxxghts @punkshort @ilovepedro @nostalxgic @party-hearses

@joelsgreys @ozarkthedog

[ackee]

can you recommend some fun youtubers to watch. bonus points if they are black.

ALL BLACK YOUTUBERS YOU SAY

the youtubers i watch the absolute most are kevonstage + angel on here's the thing. its technically a podcast, they talk about current events every wednesday and they're both comedians with untreated adhd. this show is where the original 'one margarita' lyrics came from, then it was remixed and blew up on tiktok ☝🏽

doreimani, a magical girl youtuber! she usually reviews magi girl content and other magi girl adjacent stuff! she recently made over her room and im inspired 🫶🏽

grimmelle, they make extremely sporadic and random video essays on things they like. the first video i watched of theirs was about flapjack LOL but they seem to like horror a lot!

MY FRIEND BUNZONE!! he's just starting but his vid quality.. fun and good... (follow for his ocs also...)

I'M LIKE... ALMOST CERTAIN CJ THE X IS MIXED BLACK... BUT IF HE'S NOT IMAGINE I AINT PUT HIM HERE. anyway their vids are so.. chaotic and insightful. Quotable. Iconic. watching this vid specifically years ago got me so inspired i thumbnailed 15 comic pages. perfectionism literally defeated. im overdue for a rewatch.

ANOTHER FRIEND, NICO'S BIG HEAD <3 she does a lot of vlogs and in the vlogs she paints traditionally, sews, makes clay figures, etc. i love watching them, they,re inspiring And relaxing <3

[salmonthaart]

hihi uhhm. sorry if this comes off as creepy but i scoured both your blogs for info on pop and lock but unless i suck at looking for stuff i didtnt find much. you should totes tell me more about them

that's not creepy at all don't worry!!! i've never really posted any oc lore publicly because i'm not sure if people care, and boy do i apologize you having to look through my sideblog because Wow Is There Nothing Important On It, but i'm BEYOND elated to answer any questions about them!!! literally thank you so much for asking, you made my day 😭

i have a looooot of stuff about them written down on places like google docs, a discord server i infodump in, and also In My Head so there's a HUGE amount of previously untapped info about them just around, but i'll stick to their main things for now :)

(i also have a toyhouse, but i never finished setting it up, so i'll also probably post more oc stuff on that when it's done)

pINK Lemonade Official Lore Post™ under the cut!

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POP:

Pop is an Octoling based on the Flapjack octopus. They are genderfluid, and thanks to the benefits of the cephalopod form, change their physical appearance regularly just for the hell of it. They vary between masc-leaning and femme-leaning, but usually look some flavor of GNC. (Their physical build remains the same, think of it like how the player characters in Splatoon change their gender and hairstyle. Pop just does that whenever they feel like it.)

They are fruitily charming, outgoing, unserious to a fault, and smug. Pop is a lot more sociable than Lock, often chatting people up or making friends at unexpected times. They are well aware of their charm, but make an effort to be the more likable of the two. They like to introduce themselves first, leading to many close relationships with a lot of people that otherwise would never have talked to them. However, when they dislike someone, they make it VERY known. They are unable to hide their distaste towards anyone they regard as too annoying. They can get aloof at times, but are generally a very peppy and easy-going person.

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LOCK:

Lock is an Inkling based on the Whiplash squid. He is the composer and instrumentalist of the duo, and is very talented on the keyboard.

He likes to put on an off-puttingly brooding, "cool guy" persona, but when you get to know him, it becomes clear he is often neurotic and overly sensitive. He can be very visibly depressed, though he tries to play off his inability to take care of himself as part of his uncaring attitude. He pushes people away instinctively, but gets very attached to the people who love him despite this. Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to healthily express his emotions and can get rather sulky and mean, leading his closest personal relationships to be... rather strained at times.

He also has a toxic and ultimately doomed relationship with Tide of Suit-Nami that both Shlubby and I have agreed is very fun to watch as it slowly burns. Sorry Lock, you're fated to lose the best boyfriend you'll ever have :')

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There's a lot more to both of their backstories, but for the sake of keeping things simple, here's a condensed version.

Lock was a trust fund baby pushed into idol culture that got shunted off to boarding school once he was deemed more trouble than he was worth by his parents. In a petulant attempt to be acknowledged by them, he regularly commits petty crimes and acts of vandalism, but is bailed out from afar every time to avoid his family name getting bad press. It's a real sore spot for him.

Pop had loving parents who encouraged them to explore their love for music, but after they got older and started posting their music to HueTube, they got relentlessly mocked for being cringe and were devastated. They went to boarding school in an attempt to escape their reputation and worked past their trauma by pouring it into their work and reclaiming their identity.

Pop and Lock were placed together as part of an idol internship program during their last year of school. Pop felt bad for Lock, and specifically requested him as means of lending a hand. Lock had previously avoided them for quite some time, but once they were forced to pair up he realized he had found his first genuine friend.

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and, special one-time deal, two extra characters! i literally have never posted (or. ahem. finished) any art of these two, but they fill out the gang behind the scenes and they occupy my brainspace just as much as pop and lock do :)

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MONA:

Mona is a halfmoon betta fish and handler-turned-posse-member of the group. She's an underpaid and overworked employee of the idol agency Pop and Lock are employed at, and was assigned to pINK Lemonade to keep them in check after they were involved in one too many incidents (read: PR nightmares)

She has a bit of a temper, as most bettas do, but over time has formed a real relationship with Pop and Lock and does not blow up at them as much as she does others. Their friendship has also helped her loosen up and not let her job consume her soul.

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CILAN:

Cilan is a calm, easygoing, tall inkling and the oldest of the four. He has long purple hair and seemingly permanently closed eyes. He's the group's resident eye-candy and secretary/flunky. There isn't a whole lot to his personality that I can say right now. He's just hot... sue me...

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Thank you so much for asking about my ocs!!

[zibiscusloon]

🐍 Sam Lindwyrm 🐍

Owl House OC

( Left to right: s1-early s2, s3 (human realm), epilogue )

Samara “Sam” Lindwyrm is a young witch attending Hexside with possibly the longest standing truancy record in all Hexside history. She’s almost been expelled on multiple occasions as a result of this.

She’s very temperamental and has a naturally sour attitude. Only thing she never counted on was a certain human bumbling into her life and cracking open her shell (while also forcing her to come to class)

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-Sam is a witch-gorgon hybrid. Her father was a witch and her mother was half-gorgon. She can shift into a gorgon-like form (she only has two snakes in this form, their names are Salt & Pepper!), her gaze isn’t actually able to turn anyone to stone, but it can temporarily stun her target!

-She was initially enrolled into the Oracle track due to coming from a long family or oracles, but switched to the beast keeping track half way through her enrollment at Hexside. (She much preferred beasts to fortunes)

-She was raised by her grandmother Natalie, as her parents had been arrested and petrified. Her mother Ophia was a wild witch who kept her wild status hidden by tattooing an fake oracle sigil on her arm. She was caught using healing magic by one of her neighbors when healing a young Sam. She was later arrested, her husband Ernest being taken in for housing a wild witch. Sam was four at the time. She despises Belos as a result of this..

-She’s rather rude and spiteful towards her classmates, she mainly does this to cope with her fears of letting others get to close to her, out of fear she’ll have to deal with the pain of losing someone again. However, after being taken in as a member of the Hexsquad, her softer, protective side begins to shine through.

-Met Luz after Bump had sent Luz out to find Sam, as she was of course skipping, (he’d planned to finally hand in her expulsion forms, he just needed her in person). They met in Sam’s typical hiding spot, and through a series of definitely illegal shenanigans involving some poor Coven Scouts, they became friends. After they returned to school, Luz convinced Bump to allow Sam to remain a student. Bump eventually conceded, provided Luz make sure Sam actually shows up to class. (And Sam ended up becoming yet another member of the Hexsquad-)

-Her palisman is a capybara named Kibitzer. He’s as the entire Hexsquad would put it “a lil bastard”, and is also the light of Sam’s life. He’s rather deadpan constantly and is very protective of Sam.

-Met Hunter when her and Luz were doing illegal shit (of course on Eda’s order-), and their relationship started essentially as petty banter. But through a time of Hunter getting dragged around after her, and they actually began to talk, both began to realize that their lives are relatively shitty thanks to the Emperor’s Coven. They both also open up about feeling smothered at their respective homes. And while getting Hunter (with the help of Flapjack and Kibitzer) to open up about his suppressed interests (and gushing about her own), Sam began to realize how much she loved his dorky personality, and set out to try and reach out more to him afterwards.

-The two of them grew even closer during their time in the Human Realm, exploring human customs together, Sam beginning to dabble into researching the realm’s animals and trying out wild witch practices from the Savage Ages, while Hunter dwelled more into who he wanted to be, supporting each other’s endeavors the whole time. The two of them started to officially date after the Owl Fam saved The Boiling Isles.

-She was enraged by Hunter’s “death” during thanks to them. She lunged at Belos’s with all she had, not even calling Kibitzer to her, simply attacking with the largest spell she could conjure. Belos of course escaped, but she did show a side to her that hadn’t been seen until that point. She was completely worn down throughout all of For the Future, having to regain her magic as so much had been drained from that spell.

-Luz, Gus, and Willow are literally only able to get her to come to class if they put any creature in front of her. A dangerous dragon, a trash slug, pixies, ratworms, anything works, the girl goes doe-eyed at creatures. Otherwise she’ll be dragged into Hexside kicking and screaming.

-She’s a cheerleader for the Emerald Entrails! She did it as a favor for Willow. And also to get back at Bump for not allowing her to be cheer for the Banshees. It’s because of her that snakes are not permitted to be used at cheer tryouts..

-Her eyeball earrings she wears from s1-s2 originally belonged to her mom. They’re rather uncomfortable and rather worn from age, but she always wore them as a memento to her mom. Her eventually deciding to stop wearing them happened after learning to let herself move on from her parents’s passing.

-She got her cardinal earrings while in the Human Realm! It’s while the squad was out shopping for new clothes and Kibitzer and Flapjack directed her towards the pair. She felt guilty for a while as she wasn’t wearing her mom’s, but through some talks with Camila, she realized she didn’t need pieces of jewelry to keep her parents memories alive. She may have also gotten the earrings as a not-so-subtle hint to Hunter about her crush (girl ain’t slick-)

-Her blue jay earrings were a gift from Hunter! I love the headcanon that gifting jewelry in the Boiling Isles is the human equivalent to proposals, so that’s what I went for with it. Masha helped him pick them out from a shop in the Human Realm as he wanted to mix the next step of their relationship from both realms (jewelry from the Human Realm, and the practice of the Demon Realm)

-She views Bump, Bat Queen, and Eberwolf as parental figures to her. And despite the strain they initially had in their relationship, post Day of Unity, her and her grandmother worked to mend their relationship, attending family therapy together.

-As an adult she works as a palisman carver with Hunter and the Clawthornes! Since she’s not great at carving, she manages Palisman Adoption Day at all Boiling Isles schools with the Bat Queen!

-She also has a mentorship under Eberwolf, in which both of them worked to help rescue and relocate beasts who had their habitat destroyed by the raising of the Left Arm during Belos’s possession of the Titan.

-Is very close to the Clawthorne family, Eda, Camila, and Raine all welcoming her in as one of their own (she’s always admired Eda as a wild witch) and Luz, Vee, King, and Collector all happy their brother has an awesome girlfriend who can make him happy (and bonus to Luz since she’s already one her best friends!)

-She’s Waffles’s self declared mom now. Hunter still has yet to earn Kibitzer’s complete approval on their relationship, but he’s getting close! (He just wishes the damn capybara would stop bopping him with those tiny paws of fury-)

And this is Kibitzer and Sam in her gorgon form! (With Salt and Pepper!) (gorgon design is outdated though- I just need a new ref-)

[aspenonpawzzz]

ALL OF MY AU'S

Phantom of bonesborough (PoBb): talk alot Abt this au, fiction-kin-type is from here, werewolf hunter. I talk Abt it here @phantom-w0lfbane

Wispers on the wind (Wotw) Au: the duology

A whole garden of flowers (ahgof) [WIP]: 12 years pre-canon, hunter disapeared, and was replaced with Maple, a omni-genderfluid, "system" (explained in brother au) pan orientied aroace nerd grimwalker. maple is the grimwalker that phillip likes the most, least ab#used and is the most Phillip (due to hair color) looking. instead of becoming the Golden Guard, Philips made them the Platinum Peacemaker. Phillips gave it a heart transplant, allowing them to do some magic, but she can't do some of the more draining/ diffcult spells. he looks like a (depending on the day) andro, masc, fem, or all/none mix of hunter, Phillip, and @catboymoments huntlow child. tracks IF she went to hexside/ special interests are oracle, illusions, and poitions. he is 15 physically, tho she was "born" Abt 6 months after hunter dissperred. instead of a wolves and cardinals for hunter, foxes and starlings are maples symbols. Platinum peacemaker outfit is a gender neutral GG out fit, with black inplace of white, deep violet =yellow, gold= dark silver. instead of a barn-owl mask, smybolising wisdom, helpfulness, and death of the unworthy, the PP( noo) mask is a phoenix, which smybolises rebirth, second chances, the afterlife.

My name carved in a rock (mncir)[WIP]: Ahgof's brother story, about this Au's hunter, a demiace biro boyfreak he/it (called graves [gray for short] in this) who 12 years pre-canon was "kidnapped" by Darius, but lost, and fell into a titans blood pool, entering the inbetween, and meeting collector. Graves learned many wittabane and Phillip things, and is far more unhinged than canon. he is still 16, but far less mentally stable. it watches luz and the gang, and TRIES to help (cause he has conversed with kings dad before like 3 times) out giving hints, using the wind. oh did I forget to mention that it can control the wind in this AU? yeah, so he uses that to push importiant papers toward luz, whispers things in the gangs ears (sound like that little voice in ur head but its the wind saying it but not out loud? that makes sense?). the main hexsquad can kinda hear it, but not really. maple however, being a grimwalker so having a intamite relationship with death, hears it quite well! maple mistakes this as a system, and gray plays along. it meets luz when she enters the inbetween in "yesterdays lie", and luz pulls him out, ignoring its demands to stay. he stays tho, and after a little bit freaks cause he's like "oh shit maple " and maple has not heard for their head mate gray in a minute. graves doesn't spoil the whole "phillip is Belos" stuff tho.

deviltown (syshun)[WIP]:

ok this is a stupid self-indulgent au where hunter is the Evenader system with 3 alters. everything happens like canon, but system style.

Flint: "Hunter". he/they. biromantic demisexual. Trans demiboy. mostly canon. front-sticky, host/core.

Xander: "The GG incarnate." it/its, doesn't mind he/him tho. caedo-triple a battery. (aroace, Agender). standoffish, robotic, jumpy. trauma holder/ protector

Juniper: "Me but a head mate for a hunter" they/it, red fox alterhuman. apothisexual, arospike. sarcastic, aloof, wild-card. no one knows. nobody understands juniper.

oh happy day (ohd) [WIP]:

s3 happen, but flapjack lived.thats it. that's the whole au.

Partners in Crime(PiC) [irl au, I live in this one kinda]

my world. i live in this universe lol yes I am insane inside my head is a house ? building? thing that's cool and connected to The Inbetween.

I live there with PiC phantom (from PoBb) because he was a OC that got sentient. I do stuff like see universes. I "copy" peoples au OCs and theses ones know Abt my life. I am a chaotic entity that sarcastically comments on hunter AUs lives because I am the titan and the archivists combined. phantom and I have an almost Luz and hunter pre-kings tide relationship. I made this because the brainrot is too strong and I am a INTJ with a hero/god complex.

Wolf Warren (ww) [Oc AU]

An owl house swap AU in which all of my OCs are in their respective places (my gg oc=hunter, exc)

Fox Fort (FF) [swap au]

a swap AU with my main (insert character) AU eg. phantom for Hunter.

WILL ADD MORE WHEN MORE COME!

[sxdomizer]

Ramble about anything and everything about your OCs?? I love to learn about them so much

Howdy anon! Happy to have you here, thank you kindly for your ask!

Hmm rambles rambles… I assume this is about my fortnite ocs, and I only have three at the moment, so I’ll do my best to include them all here! Buckle up, this is gonna be a wild ride

MOLOTOV

The silliest billy!!!

He wasn’t taught to write, so the way he holds utensils and supplies is similar to how a baby would. That is, with his fist. He can’t hold things otherwise, and he has tried. Old habits die hard.

To add to that, he’s ambidextrous! He constantly forgot which hand he was learning to write with, so he ended up learning with both!

Despite the fact that he constantly traded for cigarettes, he doesn’t smoke tobacco. He hates the taste. He did that as a way to get people to trust him, and as a conversation starter. You’d be surprised at how quickly a person can warm up to you once you do something as simple as offering a cigarette.

He does become a stoner later in life, though. That’s more up his alley.

He burned his hands constantly out of habit, and they became brittle and burnt in turn.

He lost part of his left pinky finger early on in his life, and later lost the ring finger of his other hand in a fight.

He was convinced into getting his hands replaced after that.

He can breathe, but mostly chooses not to unless he wants to smell something, talk, or smoke. Otherwise, he avoids it. He doesn’t have lungs, anyway.

He has extremely explosive anger issues that he quite effectively masks with his bubbly personality.

He has to get his eyebrow, moustache, and goatee repainted constantly. He paints his iris on occasion.

DENNY

The idiot that I hate

He’s a narcissist. Surprise!

He doesn’t have blood. It’s all maple syrup.

He’s sickeningly obsessed with his muscles. Maintaining them is easy, though, seeing as he’s a stack of pancakes. He’s all carb.

He smells wonderful— sickeningly sweet!

He’s buttermilk pancakes, to be specific. Don is bacon pancakes, Wendy is cinnamon, and Flapjack is blueberry!

He’s bisexual, but will deny it until he’s six feet under.

Out of the three, he’s got the highest alcohol tolerance.

He usually avoids consuming alcohol and smoking, though. Not too good on the long run, and the grind never stops.

He works as a mercenary, but most specifically he’s a sniper. He likes the anonymity.

Always takes time to admire the architecture of buildings that catch his eye. Very critical of modern architecture.

He misses his family.

Needs a punching bag. He’s too angry for his own good.

Also needs to get rid of his yee yee ass haircut.

BOSCO

Tumblr’s wife. The funnest guy

He comes off as quite intimidating to most. He’s a big guy, and he’s got quite a bit of power around his area.

He used to have long hair, but has since cut most of it off because it’s “more professional” that way. Disgraceful, society— do better.

He may or may not have a sibling. He doesn’t talk about them, for their own safety.

Partly deaf on one side. I’ll let you guess on which one.

He has a master’s degree in business! Smart guy, knows he could be doing better than Durr Burger; smart enough to know he has to keep a low profile, though.

A father figure of sorts to Heinz, who I still need to develop more.

He likes classic rock, but isn’t much of a music fan.

He’s got poliosis! That’s why there are white patches in his hair; he hates it, but has bigger things to be self conscious about.

He’s confident, but knows he’s seen better days. Misses his youth. Regrets getting into the mercenary business. Something something he’s kinda depressed.

The closest thing Denny’s had to a relationship.

Big romantic, but would rather not risk it.

That’s about it because i can’t quite come up with anything else at the moment,,,, gets gears turning, though, and now i know i have to draw them more

Thanks for your ask again! I’m more than happy to answer your questions ^o^

[elsa-fogen]

reblogs

@skittlesrus​ I’M SORRY DUDE BUT HOW YOU STILL HAVEN’T WATCHED THANKS TO THEM? And my post was uinder spoiler tag, so, i’m clean

@clocklyfox2008​ never stop the square abuse IDSOFAOIDFSHFHSJHFA cough- sorry- hmh. flapjack is that bird that showes you how to dash WELL THAT’S KINDA SMART, DON’T YOU THINK? :D HUNTER CAN ALSO DASH WITH FLAPJACK))))) 

I also was trying to put other JSAB chars into TOH, Cyan as Hunter, Blixer as Luz, Round/Orange as Willow, Penta/Green as Amity, Triangle/Yellow as Gus, Cube as Eda (you can see K on Blixer’s jacket, it’s from Kevin) maybe Boat and Heli as Hoty and King, but I don’t know who is who. Also I have no idea who is Lilith, maybe spider?? 😳 And as Belos and Caleb are two OC belong to my friend Zttqq (I hope I spell it right), originally they’re kinda first beings in Paradise, they were brothers, and then one of them tried to kill the other, SO THE STORY KINDA FITS.

oops sorry I’ve been talking for too long

[flickynightdarkness]

Main characters of Cartoon Network rated on how they would interact with my CTCD OC Barry?

Dexter (Dexter's Laboratory) - He would mostly talk about his inventions to him, but he doesn't like it when Barry asks him obvious questions about them and how he operates it. A different one however is whenever Barry enters his lab and he might distract Dexter building his machines. 4/10

Dee Dee (Dexter's Laboratory) - She would often spin him around which makes him dizzy. She would also dance around in front of him, talk loud and be all hyper at him. Dee Dee does show to help Barry by giving him dancing lessons. 3/10

Johnny Bravo - Johnny and Barry are very tolerant and they show to get along really well. Though despite that Barry doesn't know about his(Johnny) taste in women. 8/10

Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup (Powerpuff Girls) - These four together are shown to be very supportive and have a brother-sister esque bond. Blossom being the most supportive and the smartest. The two would mostly do activities that she likes such as playing games and dress up. Bubbles finds him adorable since she really loves animals and gives him hugs, Buttercup is much of a tough cookie and tomboyish when around him, but she does care for him and his safety. 7/10 for the three each

Cow and Chicken - Cow often gives him hugs that might almost squeeze his life out of and talks about her family and her "Big Brother" Chicken. Chicken can become a bit of a jerk to him like he was to his sister Cow, but he can tolerate him and he would show him to his friends Flem and Earl. 5/10 for Cow. 3/10 for Chicken

I.M Weasel - They are always shown to respect and honour for eachother. 9/10

I.R Baboon (I Am Weasel) - Barry finds him really weird. 2/10

Ed, Edd n Eddy - His interactions with the Eds are quite a mix. For Eddy, he just finds him as an another victim for his scams despite the poor cat not knowing about what scams are. Edd/Double D is pretty friendly towards him and he does shown to go to him whenever Barry would require his help. As for Ed, although despite his stupidity. He is very positive around Barry can tolerate Ed but his(Ed) shenanigans would leave him astonished. 6/10 for the three each

Billy (Grim Adventures Of Billy and Mandy) - Billy's stupidity would most likely left poor Barry in dismay. 1/10

Mandy (Grim Adventures Of Billy and Mandy) - Mandy's cold hearted personality would make him afraid of her. And she even doesn't care about the fact the he has anxiety. But for Barry, he does try to be brave enough to go talk to her. 2/10

Grim Reaper (Grim Adventures Of Billy and Mandy) - Their interactions would be neutral. Barry does fear the Grim Reaper, although he isn't on his list 4/10

Flapjack (Misadventures Of Flapjack) - The two are pretty much on good terms. Flapjack has Barry to go on his adventures across the seas. 10/10

Capt. K'nuckles (Misadventures Of Flapjack) - He would let Barry join his adventures with him and Flapjack. The two are probably allies to eachother. 9/10

Chowder - The two might get along well and Chowder might help him on how to cook stuff. 10/10

Mung Daal (Chowder) - Barry does show respect to Mung, although he does say to him that his behaviour reminds him of his school teacher's behaviour. 8/10

Lazlo (Camp Lazlo) - Lazlo and Barry are brilliant friends to eachother, with Barry thinking of him as the friend he wished for. 10/10

Kids Next Door (Numbuh 1, Numbuh 2, Numbuh 3, Numbuh 4 and Numbuh 5) - Barry is shown to be very respectful and supportive to the team, though he doesn't know much about Kids Next Door. Numbuh 1 trains him on how to become an agent of Sector V. Numbuh 2 would aid Barry into building gadgets for the team and teaching him how to use them. Numbuh 3 adores him, she even let him play with her Rainbow Monkey dolls. Numbuh 4 would defend Barry against anything he couldn't take down and trains him to fight against their enemies. Numbuh 5 and Barry are shown to be pretty chill and are on good terms. 10/10 for each of them

Grizzly Bear, Panda Bear and Ice Bear (We Bare Bears) - These three would definitely get along well with Barry. They liked to share their interests to him. For example, Grizz would show his food for Barry to try. Panda would get him interested into Asian culture and Ice Bear would get him interested how to speak a language or do cooking. 10/10 for the three each

Hector Con Carne, Major Dr Ghastly, Boskov and General Skarr (Evil Con Carne) - There is an unfortunate mix with his relationship with four of those villains. Is that his favourite out of them is Dr Ghastly, he does like Boskov since he isn't really dangerous unlike the others. Hector gets him to listen any demand he tells and has it do it for him and for his plans. As for Skarr... just ultimately despises him. 9/10 for Ghastly and Boskov, 5/10 for Hector and 0/10 for Skarr

Bloo and Mac (Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends) - These two would get along with him well, Since Barry enters their world and is given the ability to see the imaginary friends. Although Barry does like the two equally, Bloo's immaturity can irritate the poor guy, despite him tolerating Bloo. Mac acts like a good brother to Barry. 3/10 for Bloo and 8/10 for Mac

Samurai Jack - This man would definitely be like a protective dad to him. Teaching him about the dangers around the distant future. 10/10

Finn and Jake (Adventure Time) - These three would be total buddies and taking eachother into many adventures. Barry even asked Finn about if the nubs are really his ears. He was like a child with wonder in their eyes when he sees Jake's ability to stretch himself. 10/10

Gumball (Amazing World Of Gumball) - Since these two are both cats, I think they might get along as friends. 8/10

Mordecai and Rigby (Regular Show) - He would get along with them, although that makes him get involved into their shenanigans. 8/10

KO (OK KO: Let's Be Heroes) - Barry could actually get along with KO pretty well. 10/10

Mao Mao, Adorbat and Badgerclops (Mao Mao: Heroes Of Pure Heart) - These three often treat him as an average resident of Pure Heart but he does go to them for their help and they are quite friendly with him. Mao would somehow act like a dad to him, Badgerclops is kinda chill when he is around with him and Adorabat, despite being very hyperactive and her loudness causing harm to his ears. She is a good friend to him. 10/10 for each of the three

Juniper Lee (The Life and Times of Juniper Lee) - Barry honestly doesn't know much about her nor he has interacted with her. ?/10

Craig (Craig Of The Creek) - Same with Juniper, he doesn't know much about him. ?/10

Steven Universe - Steven and Barry would mostly be great friends. 10/10

Ben 10 - I think they might get along good, though Barry would get surprised when he sees him transforming into his alien forms. 9/10

[rainbow-syskid]

🌈hai :]

🌈this is my agere accouunt for when i want to relax and thingys !!

🌈my name is billy/toony/manny and i'm a syskid (8-12) and a fictive and puppet nonhuman :D

🌈my main fictional cgs are princess celestia, izzy moonbow, pipp petals, bert and ernie, bubbie and my oc envie :]

🌈i like hving fun. and thingys. and my little pony and sesame street !!

🌈my main account is @rainbow-selfshipper i like thingys and follow from there but i reblog to here :]

🌈sometimes i posts about being sads because sometimes i’m smallers because of sads but i have it on a tag so you can filters it :]

🌈please go aways if you are pr0sh|p or post sexual or upsetti stuffs thanks you :]

🌈tags and agere f/os and notes are are under the thingy :]

#☀️yays :] is for happy

#⛈️oh nos :[ is for sad

#💛thingys i like is for thingys i like

#🔠babbles is for silly random talkings :]

#💟f/o cg is for fictional caregivers thingys

🌈fictional caregivers:

-princess celestia (momma), fluttershy (mama), discord (papa/dada)

-izzy moonbow (babysitter)

-pipp petals (babysitter)

-envie loveletter (oc) (caregiver/so)

-bert and ernie (babysitters)

-rarity (babysitter)

-fred jones (big brother)

-bubbie (babysitter)

-ricky (my friendly neighborhood) (caregiver/so)

-reformed lord tirek and queen chrysalis (babysitters)

-big macintosh (babysitter)

-autumn blaze (babysitter)

-apple jack (babysitter)

🌈fictional playmates:

-stitch head

-envie loveletter (oc) (agains)

-flapjack

-raggedy ann and andy (also annwyl and andi our dolls :])

-buddy (buddy simulator 1984)

-screwball (sibling)

-big bird

-elmo

-baby bendy

-cutie mark crusaders

-bluey and bingo

-sunny starscout

-benny (lego movie)

-neighbors (my friendly neighborhood)

-huggy wuggy and kissy missy

-sunset shimmer

-reformed cozy glow

🌈notes

-when i say mam/mama i means our systems mam but when i say mom/momma i mean my momma froms my source memories (dsn apply whens i’m taljing about fictional cgs its lates i need sto go ti bed now m gonns stopntypung aftyslly

[acaciapines]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

i was tagged by @snarky-wallflower and i love talking, lets go!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

70 total, but 5 of those are chara's! so under my name its 65.

2. What’s your total word count?

1,427,738.....

cannot wait to break 2 million w the owl house daemon au. lets go!! never stop!!!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

whatever i'm into, but for fandoms i see myself continuing to write for in the near-ish future: deltarune and the owl house!

4. Top 5 fics by kudos

you're something special: my first kris-identity fic! i have mixed feelings on this one lol. you can tell its the first i wrote and i hadnt yet solidified my version of kris, tho i think this one probably fits better with canon. overall i like it though!

but then a bigger heart grew back: ooooooh i REALLY love this one. its postcanon owl house fic centering on hunter's grief over flapjack's death and his friendship with waffles!!! i wrote and posted it the DAY after the finale came out which is still really wild to me. its also the only fic ive seen that uses my favorite headcanon of 'hunter didnt carve waffles, she found him' which im so so fond of.

i hope your organs fail you (before i do): this was the first deltarune fic i wrote after chapter 2 came out!! the beginning of my deltarune spiral....its sort of a messy non-chronological look at deltarune's various routes and how kris might experiencing the game's multiple save files. also it has such a banger title. salt lake city by motherfolk is just banger after banger lyrics-wise

non-imaginary friends: god i hate that this is up here dkgjdfg i wrote it back when deltarune first came out and it SHOWS. i refuse to reread it but i think it's kris trying and failing to introduce the dark worlds to asriel. c'mon guys ive written so many better deltarune fics. blease. let this one rest in the past <3

we don't belong (but we're together): oooh, a warrior cats one! im....i mean, this one is like, fine, i guess. it follows hollyleaf and jayfeather in an au where the two of them flee through the tunnels. it has fun lore and i do like my oc pine but. man. its also the fic where i gave hollyleaf a power and if theres one thing i would change about my warriors au its that holly would NOT get a power. this is why i pre-write all my fics before posting now!

5. Do you respond to comments?

yes!! or at least i try my best to. i love and appreciate all my comments sometimes im just Bad at responding to them....i never know what to say beyond 'wow thank you' so sometimes i try to focus more on comments where i can actually say something of substance, yknow?

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oh thats hard hmmmmmmm. i think i'd have to say it's and i want to tell you something-- which is a fic about kris & ralsei & the player/soul, where susie and noelle try to save kris from the soul, but both kris and ralsei know they cant survive without it. so in the end kris shatters the soul and is implied to die rather than keep being trapped.

its!!! certainly a time!

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

hmmmm. i think most of my ending are pretty bittersweet so in terms of pure happy ending...gonna go for a deep cut here and say its my naddpod fic +1 dad in which moonshine meets lucanus when shes a kid and they hit it off and they get to have that father-daughter relationship from the start. bc lucanus is the BEST naddpod npc and oh my god he loves his daughter so so much you guys--

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i have a few times but its never been like, super major. the funniest time is. i deleted the comment so i dont have the exact wording but im pretty sure someone called me a fandom-deserting cur for. not writing more warrior cat fanfiction?

like what were they expecting. truly.

9. Do you write smut?

no im very aroace lol. i barely write romance.

10. Do you write crossovers?

i used to!!! i did the adventure zone crossed with both how to train your dragon and pokemon mystery dungeon: explorers of sky. i was a different person back then. i dont think i'd do it now, but. who knows.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not to my knowledge!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no, but i HAVE had a fic pod-ficced which is still so amazing. like......woag. someone liked my fic enough to read the words out loud?????? huh????

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

not exactly co-written but both sometimes i think i left you just to see if i'd be missed and a buy one, get one free sort of friend were inspired by conversations i had with my friend @hyperfixations-go-brr! they would not have existed without those long discord chats. halloween festival will live on forever. synth my love.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

im not super into ships beyond like. basic 'oh thats fun' when reading but i WILL actually give the two im the most excited to write in my dess raises kris au someday:

noelle/susie/ralsei: YOU HAVE TO TRUST ME. like. this is an au where noelle basically replaces kris in the fun gang but not in the prophecy and dkjgdfg its about. this budding relationship. and ralsei clinging to the prophecy that doesnt want noelle here and susie who bucks against anything that acts like it knows what shes supposed to do and noelle struggling with the return of her sister and a world that wants to write her out of the story and all of them wanting to be there for their friends but ralsei is dealing with so so much and in the end she gets to throw off her chains and be free <3 noelle/susie/ralsei is so real in my heart.

dess/chara: literally the funniest queerplatonic relationship ever. theyre reluctant coparents. dess trusts chara with kris's life. chara would never ever let dess watch either frisk OR kris unsupervised. chara is 'i can fix you' to dess's 'im literally the most perfect wife in the world.' dess doesn't believe romantic love is a real thing people feel. chara puts xir kids above everything else. dess never asked to be a mother even though she literally kidnapped her best friends baby sibling. they get married for the tax benefits. they should absolutely get a divorce.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

oh god theres so many i would love to finish but its been so long i doubt i'll go back to them lol. the sequel to +1 dad that involves baby moonshine going to gladeholm. wall-e daemon au. gravity falls transcedence au daemon au. percy jackson daemon au. deltarune daemon au fangame.

as you can see its mostly various daemon aus. they were fun while they lasted! but ive moved on </3

16. What are your writing strengths?

pov you are me suddenly forgetting every single thing i have ever written.

i think im very good at writing otherkin or otherwise nonhuman characters. the comments that always bring me the most joy are those on my otherkin fics, by people who were able to see themselves in what i wrote--i think this is a thing that took me a lot of failed attempts to get just right and im really really proud of what i have.

im very good at writing daemon aus <3 there is sort of. an art to figuring out if one a work even needs daemons and two how daemons enhance or add to some aspect of the original work. theres a lot of things i like that i dont think really work with daemons but i always really enjoy figuring out how to add daemons and how to make my daemons like, characters in their own right, you know?

i like to think im good at dialogue and characterization! theres a few characters--kris and the collector, firefly to an extent--that im really proud of the voices i've made for them.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

fight scenes. fight scenes. oh my god i hate them so much they are SO HARD. stop making me put!! visual things!! in my text based medium!!!

really any scene that relies on having a strong idea of like, physical descriptions and sense of a place--i have aphantasia so having to describe scenery and landscape and just, anything really is always a struggle for me.

i also struggle with pacing, to an extent, especially across longer works (im looking at you, owl house daemon au)--knowing how long a plot arc needs to last and how to make it interesting still even when its going to be around for 600k+ words is a challenge and if the owl house daemon au was my first massive fic undertaking i dont think i'd be able to do it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

god im so bad at it but i really really am trying to be better--one big thing im going to focus on in my owl house daemon au edit is based on this because i want luz's identity to stick with her throughout the fic rather than it taking a backseat, but i am not a spanish speaker!! i know like, a LITTLE, but nowhere near enough to feel confident writing it.

so. its a time!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

warrior cats. and beyond just 'oh its the first fandom i posted fic for' no i was writing warrior cat fanfiction from the START. i was out there on the playground coming up with warrior cat ocs. i was printing this stuff out in the school library. i would hand-write fanfiction about my childhood cats becoming warrior cats and starting their own clan. i would roleplay warrior cats on my bedroom floor with pictures of cats i cut out of printer paper and bits of plastic folders i folded into triangles and write down the stories i came up with.

i was the most warrior cat kid to warrior cat kid. I Have Always Been This Way.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

ohhhhhh this is SUCH a tough question i have so many im so fond of, but i think i'm going to have to go with alterhuman. it's an animorphs fic about tobias post-canon and its an exploration of species identity and being a hawk and as a red-tailed hawk myself, a lot of it is deeply personal, a lot of it is my love letter to animorphs, and a lot of it is neffit, who is the best oc i have ever created, hands down.

as for tags, uh....anybody who wants to talk about their fics! even if we dont know each other!! go forth! ramble on about your own stuff for an hour!! truly so so fun.

also @wynterwulf7 and @mackerelgray and @hyperfixations-go-brr. obviously. <3 even if its about fic that isnt on ao3.

[angelcloves]

good morning america my name is charlotte angelcloves and i write owl house fanfic.

i open up five freebie writing request slots a week on friday mornings pacific time. those run for 500 words and you can find my rules for those here. i do not guarantee every submission will be filled. we are currently transitioning away from first come first serve and into a pool-based system where i fill the requests most interesting to me

if you dont want to be limited by 500 words consider commissioning me! i do $10 usd for 1k words. more info here

im releasing a longform oc fic right now about hunter wanting to be adopted and find a family of his own. its called sticks and stones and id love if you gave it a look and maybe even told me what you thought

anyways. heres my highlight reel! its mostly personal faves

clean and comfortable - head witch camilla helps a young scout of hers clean up his new facial wound.

clover blossom - hunter is having a hard time coping with the loss of flapjack. clover can tell and gives him some attention.

watermelon winter - hunter and willow share a boiling watermelon and some time alone.

plutonium dust - luz and co return to an apocalyptic gravesfield. we talk about this one in this tag.

[bookwormlover10]

You know that alternate owl house time line I have with my oc Rosie that is now a au that doesn't have a name. Now that that is out the way here are some stupid scenarios I have in my head. This we'll be is script formatting

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The background for this is that I just like the of hunter being the most loving older brother and spoiling his siblings ( or baby cousin in this case) with affection and the same thing with Caleb.

* Hunter playing with baby Jacob giving tickles, kiss and hunter doing a baby talk voice having flapjack on his shoulder while Rosie and Belos is in the background on the couch*

HUNTER: who the most hasomes boy on the boling iles? Yes you are. ( While giving Jacob lots of kisses a tickles)

JACOB: ( giggle with glee)

*Shutting back to Rosie and Belos on the couch watching the seen unfold*

ROSIE: aww that cute ( niges Belos) hay Philip did your older brother did that when you were small? ( She points to hunter and Jacob)

BELOS: ( is annoyed) how would I know I was probably just a baby.

* the seen flash back to a young Caleb and baby Belos *

CALEB: who is the hasomes boy in an all the land? Yes you are ( while giving baby Philip lots of kisses and tickles)

Philip:( giggles with glee)

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The background for this one is when Rosie meet Eda, Rane, and Darius

EDA: (sters at Rosie then looks at Jacob)

EDA: so you and the emperor are...?

ROSIE: you mean Philip ? then yes that dumb moron is mine.

EDA: okayy..But I gotta ask how is he like in the......you know department

ROSIE: ( blushes) ooo that. He was very good with his hands. Don't know now thought I'll give you an update later.

LUZ: ( spit her drink)

* the seen changes to Darius and Rosie*

DARIUS: ( is in shock) he actually got lade!!!

ROSIE: (nods)

DARIUS: ( hit his hand on the table) dag it I owe Alador 50 snails

* the seen changes to Rane and Rosie*

RANE: so your telling me that your.. the dragon maiden.

ROSIE: is what there calling me?! Then I gest so.

RANE:.... And you say your married to Belos! emperor Belos?!...

ROSIE: yes?!

RANE: so... That means that it was the emperor in the story that was singing that song for 400 years!!!

ROSIE: that is what I've been told.

EDA: hey Rane did you say that was your favorite song ev-

RANE: movie on!!!

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Cut it surte with the owl house ended yesterday and wanted to get this out of the way. Also bonus

[askmoondropxbunny]

Who's Idea was it to make a Flapjack from of Wilson's oc?

@madamqueenoffandoms <---------

We were talking about this about I showed her the Last Boss of Batdr.

Her words was “Oh my f*ckin goodness is that Flapjack!!???? if he’s in Bendy’s world, I’m scared now!”

[neon9nebula2]

Welcome to my planet dear wanderer. During your visit you will maybe come across :

An artist / a video games enthusiast

Ravenclaw 💙

Ocs, fanarts, stories, video games posts ( don’t repost without credit please )

Inspirations : space, deep sea, old castles

Video games : Splatoon, Hogwart Legacy, Twewy Neo ( I want to play Twewy on DS (T-T) ) Kingdom Hearts

Favourite characters : Botan, Shoka Sakurane, Demyx, Poppy Sweeting, Eclipsa, Carrie, Vanilla

Cartoons : Gravity Falls, Flapjack, Foster’s Home, KND

Fun fact : My favourite tamagotchi was a ghost, I want to have the power to talk to objects ( like Wilhelmina ), I love exploring abandoned castles (in games of course ), my DS is my best friend

(Seriously,I made a miiverse introduction…I’m such a nostalgic…)