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[starlitfrenzy]

// Small infodump <3

My goofy ahh DW OC I've had since like July of last year but never made public till now. Very much inspired by Sir Leonard Looney from Raggedy Ann, from a personality standpoint. His name is Amok :)

He predates the Looey and Yatta updates so he kinda clashes with them both in terms of purpose, but I just made it so that he's their troupe leader, maybe the circus is much bigger than just 3 Toons in as well? His personality is a lot like Yatta's, actually. I think the 3 canon troupe members see him like a really cool mentor. He also really enjoys making crafts and toys, which is neat.

I ship him with Dandy and Bobette, if that's anything hahah. The craft siblings and Rudie are basically their kids in this context.

I have intentions of using him for a much bigger project (a DW AU) that's probably gonna end up on TikTok, so maybe I'll talk about it here. We'll see

(Transparent reference under the cut)

[theaceofflamesposts]

Marco the Phoenix - 18. "Kiss me Again"

For: @quinloki

CW: The merest hint of NSFW

The bed was empty when you fell asleep. Not that there was a bad reason for it, Marco was just a busy man between his duties as division commander and as doctor. The bed did always feel a little empty without him but at least you never wake up alone. One arm is looped around your waist and a large palm is flat against your belly in a position that would have made you self-conscious once upon a time. Now it’s something grounding, even when his fingers curl slightly into the softness layered above muscle. 

The other arm is under your head and given your slightly desperate desire to stretch, you can only guess you’ve been curled in this position since Marco came to bed. Cautious not to knock him, you stretch out and let out a tiny yawn. He might need less sleep than others but you can’t bring yourself to interrupt him regardless. He mumbles something breath washing over the back of your neck in a way that makes you shiver slightly

Then your stomach growls. You sigh - so much for a nice, slow, cuddly morning. But if you can manage to extract yourself without waking him, you can bring breakfast in bed. Thatch is probably already awake and cooking. With some difficulty you manage to slide out of his grip, and almost fall off the bed as you try to climb over him without actually climbing him. Then you make the mistake of looking at his face.

Not that it’s ever really a mistake to look at his face, but it’s nice to look at him when he’s completely at peace like this. Marco is good at never looking exceptionally stressed, his eyes are usually the give away - at least to you - about when there’s something more happening than the usual day to day chaos that came with life on the Moby Dick. But sleep is something different. And damn it, if he isn’t beautiful laying there. Even though your stomach growls, you take a moment to lean in and brush a soft kiss over his lips.

They pull into a small smile, and you hustle out of the room before you can get too distracted from your task. There’s a handful of early risers – and admittedly usually you and Marco are part of this group – but not too many people. You’re surprised to see Ace at the counter, but less so when he’s snoring into his plate. You catch Thatch’s eye and he glances at the younger man with a soft smile.

“Swapped his night watch shift and got out of schedule.” Thatch explains. Ace’s narcolepsy is always worse when his sleep schedule changes unexpectedly. Sometimes it can’t be helped, sometimes he does it even though he knows it’ll effect him. Most of the time his narcolepsy catches up with him when he’s already feeling relaxed, at least. Hence why he was often face down in his food. Thatch has already made sure he can breathe, so you just ruffle his hair and move on to fetch plates for you and Marco.

“C’mere, let me serve it up fresh.” Thatch tells you, and you pad over so he can do just that. In what you consider some kind of karma, he ruffles your hair before you thank him and head off with the food. You scowl but you can’t really be mad. There’s half a dozen hair ruffles a day by various members of the crew. One of the side effects of being so small by comparison. At least Ace is younger than you, so no one can call you the baby.

When you go back into your room, Marco is on his back, one arm up behind his head and the other draped across his stomach. Your eyes follow along the lines of his body hungrily, but your stomach growls yet again and reminds you to feed it before you attempt any exercise. Balancing the plates on the bedside table, you sit beside Marco and brush your fingers through his hair lightly. There’s not much of it but what is there is soft and feels luxurious against your skin.

His eyes open shortly after and when he turns his hooded gaze on you desire brews at your core. The man is too much for you sometimes, it’s a miracle you don’t jump his bones more often. But his eyes do flick over to the food briefly before back to your face.

“Good morning,” You greet him with a hint of a smile. “I figured breakfast in bed was in order.”

Marco just hums at first, hand sliding up your thigh like he’s thinking about some other kind of breakfast in bed when your stomach chimes in yet again. Your cheeks heat up and he chuckles softly.

“Breakfast in bed sounds wonderful, pretty bird.” He murmurs but when you turn to reach for the plates, his fingers curl into your thigh that little bit more. “Kiss me again?”

Your cheeks heat a little more as you realise he was awake when you left, but you adjust, swing a leg over him and fight down a gasp as you feel the hard length of his cock pressed against him as you settle. For his part, Marco does little more than take a breath that sounds like it’s between his teeth and you lean in to press your lips against his.

A large hand cups your ass, and the other one curls into the hair at the base of your neck. When you moan, his tongue presses past your lips and teases against your own. You’re breathless when you part and about to go back for more when your poor, ignored stomach betrays you once again. Your forehead tips to his as you both laugh softly. 

“After we eat. Then you can kiss me again.”

[anstarwar]

Would you be willing to share those Codywan fic recs in a post, please? There's always something new! Thx!

Certainly! I'm no sure if any of these are *new* per say, but they're new to me! So far I've only read "I'll Orbit Your Flickering Star" which is a beast of a fic but oh so so good so I can't speak to how sad or spicy or anything all of these are. I'll include at least one tag from each since there are always a list of them - so heed the warnings on the Ao3 page, etc.

To Failure, sweet victor Author: littlekaracan Rating: Teen and Up Tag(s): Angst with a happy ending (amongst other tags, that's just the one I pulled). Been told it hurts a lot, but I trust the "with a happy ending" part of that tag

A Figurative Sense Author: elwenyere Rating: General Audiences Tag: soft finish

After the Cold Author: elwenyere Rating: Teen and Up Tag: huddling for warmth, one bed trope - need I say more

I'll Orbit Your Flickering Star (this is the one I'm in the middle of reading) Author: sunkippa Rating: Teen and Up Tag: slow burn - it is, very slow burn, but omg it's so so so good and it's like a blanket on a cold day, you just want to huddle down and enjoy it I've Heard There Was a Secret Author: Serie11 Rating: Explicit Tag: porn with feelings, kinda a sad ending - here have two tags because spicyness isn't always someone's jam and neither are sad endings so thought I'd include both

Seeker, Prospector Author: brigitttt Rating: Explicit Tag: Au - modern setting

Shielded Heart Author: KoyaciVode (FluffNStuff) Rating: Teen and Up Tag: angst with a happy ending

Traveling at the speed of light Author: Saerus2665 Rating: Mature Tag: loosely connected one shots

You Read My Mind, I'll Read Yours Author: sospes Rating: Teen and Up Tag: fix-it

Annnnnnd that's all I got. Hope you enjoy, happy reading!

[shamelesslymkp]

"I take it the men missed me?" he asked, attempting to add some levity into the reunion. There was a minute reaction on Cody's carefully neutral face, the smallest twitch of his jaw, and Obi-Wan realized instantly that his joke was not appreciated. He felt a bit of ice creep into his veins and he swallowed. "Cody, I-"

"The Admiral is looking to debrief you on our current campaign, Sir. We're to report to the bridge at 1800," Cody cut in, his voice tight and clipped.

"Ye-" Obi-Wan cleared his throat and nodded, "yes, of course. Thank you, Cody," he said warily. Obi-Wan tentatively reached out into the Force to him, only to find a wall. Cody was shielding from him. (Words: 8,495)

!!!fandom, !!fic, |site:archiveofourown, +fandom:star.wars:.the.clone.wars.(2008).-.all.media.types, +fandom:star.wars.-.all.media.types, ::rating:teen.and.up.audiences, ~author:fluffnstuff, character:cc-2224.|.cody, character:obi-wan.kenobi, character:anakin.skywalker, character:ct-7567.|.rex, character:boil.(star.wars), character:ct-6116.|.kix, relationship:cc-2224.|.cody/obi-wan.kenobi, ::category:m/m, \no.archive.warnings.apply, ~ao3:post.rako.hardeen.arc, ~ao3:hurt/comfort, ~ao3:angst, ~ao3:(a.fair.bit.of.it), ~ao3:self-harm, ~ao3:(not.explicit.but.plays.an.important.role), ~ao3:first.aid, ~ao3:the.force, ~ao3:mando'a, ~ao3:honestly.a.gratuitous.use.of.mando'a, ~ao3:hand.holding, ~ao3:cody.is.uh..pissed., ~ao3:past.obitine.if.you.squint, ~ao3:but.that.is.canon.compliant, ~ao3:i.forgot.how.hard.it.is.to.tag.things, ~ao3:kix:.i.am.a.medic.so.i.outrank.you, ~ao3:jedi.code.(star.wars), ~ao3:first.kiss, ~ao3:love.confessions, ~ao3:absolute.dorks.the.both.of.them, ~ao3:mutual.pining, ~ao3:forgot.about.that.one.there's.a.lot.of.it, ~ao3:angst.with.

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Anon Lore - Anon Types

Anons exist in many different categories, classed based on the theme which they take after. All subtypes may intersect with each other on certain anons.

Fruit Basket - The most common anon type, based on edible plants, most notably fruits and vegetables.

Baked Treats - Anons based on desserts or breakfast items.

Savory Gourmets - Anons based on lunch and dinner.

The Void - Anons based on a vague concept, such as time or space. 

The Future is Now Thanks to Science - Anons based on technology.

Elementals - Anons based on elements. This can refer to fire, water, air, etc. or the periodic table.

Spooky Spirits - Anons based on phobias, monsters, cryptids, or Halloween.

Festive Friends - Anons based on holidays. 

Legendary - Anons based on urban legends, mythology, etc.

Ferals - Anons based on living animals.

Time Twisters - Anons based on specific time periods, past or future. Includes dinosaur anons.

The Rainbow - Anons based on a specific color.

Mimics- Anons based on a pre-existing character. 

The Unnamed Object Show- Anons based on inanimate objects.

Just for the Aesthetic - Anons based on a specific theme/aesthetic, like pastel goth or scenecore.

Aside from subtypes, there are also anon families, such as the Cherry Family or the Cookie Family. The first member of each family will usually be known as the Original, such as “Original Cherry Anon” or “OriCherry” for short.

[beckieandhertardis]

I'm just hunting for some Tony Stark/Steve Roger's fluffy ass fanfiction - just domestic avenger goodness - can anyone reccomend a fic/author or two? Fluffy, slow burn series exceptionally welcome.

Also as a side note, @promarvelfangirl and @fvckingavengers I can only thank you two for giving me hours of content of fluff and smutty goodness, and if you guys have any recommendations than I would beg for them becuase I've sorta read all the fics I can find on tumblr that you've written 👀

[letoyajohnstone]

Reposted from @lizogumbo While previous centuries saw men and women dressing in feathers, during the Regency feathers became more gender-coded, and by the Victorian Era, the trend had blossomed into a full-on craze, one that would leave a trail of carrion and carnage behind. This fluffy gown screams out glam and sophistication affordably without leaving a trail of fluff behind. For versatility, the gown is designed with a convertible slit that you can zip up and down depending on how much you want to reveal. Styled by @style_me_letoya Designer @lizogumbo Hair @lizweavologist from @poshpalaceofficial Visit the article on https://www.lizogumbo.com/post/fluff-n-stuff #LizOgumboFashion #LizOgumboMusic #FluffNStuff #LizOgumboFashionDesigner #Fashion #Style #FashionArticle #FashionBlog #Blog #FashionInAfrica #FashionToday (at My Happy Place) https://www.instagram.com/p/COaVKchrKAi/?igshid=bqplczq4s1aa

[theaceofflamesposts]

Monkey D. Luffy - 6. "Piggy back ride?"

For: Shelby

Less romance/sweet fluff and more just goofy friendship.

Jungle. Jungle. Jungle. Everywhere you look, more freaking jungle.

You’re hot, you’re sticky and you’re tired. Everyone seems kind of done – except maybe Zoro who seems to still be treating this like some kind of training, and naturally, Luffy. Luffy is bouncing along, excitedly pointing out bugs and admittedly chattering cutely with Robin who is all too happy to talk about every bug the rubber man is pointing out.

“Say, Luffy…” You murmur, squashing down a yawn, “What about a piggy back ride?” 

Instantly his eyes light up, and you have a split second to regret that you weren’t more specific before Luffy leaps onto your back. You trip over your own feet with a yelp and fall, immediately beginning to roll down the hill. 

“Luffy!” You hear Nami yell in exasperation.

“Oh dear.” Robin says with thinly veiled amusement. You don’t hold it against her, because a moment later, hands sprout out of the ground and grab hold of you to stop you from rolling any further. 

You’re laying face down and Luffy is still on your back, wrapped around you. He’s giggling like the crazy rubber man he is, while you sigh and blow some leaves away from your face.

“This wasn’t exactly what I meant, Luffy.” You mumble, and he laughs again.

“It was fun though, right?” He asks, making you groan. 

“If I say yes, can I have the piggy back ride next time?”

His arms unwrap from you, still laughing brightly as he hauls you back up to your feet and then turns around to allow you to jump onto his back. You sigh with relief, just as Usopp asks with complaint in his tone why you get a ride.

Naturally, he changes his mind when Luffy begins to run full tilt down the hill and all they hear is your scream on the wind.

When he finally reaches the ship, you’re clinging to him so tightly that your fingers are making indents in his rubbery skin. Anyone else would have complained but Luffy doesn’t even seem to notice that you have an absolute death grip on him.

Or maybe he does, since for once he doesn’t just fling you both up on deck but climbs the rope ladder instead. Then he starts stretching himself to turn in your hold and you release your death grip to just your arms looped around him and put your feet down on the deck. Luffy beams at you and wraps his arms around you for a squeezy hug before looking around.

“Hey, where’s everyone else?”

[cherfagan]

Mr Stuff, number one with the ladies, or at least their undergarments!

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Can you guys do this for each of the muns?

Not posting to be a bother, but I’m actually genuinely curious 

[luxuryjones]

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[aloominous]

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To whoever requested Ramune Peach Soda Anon.. did you want to keep that design, or could we use it for something?

A little project..

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*Ooh! Babies!! I love them.

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[beckieandhertardis]

Pumpkin Patch - BuckyxReader

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Literally just fluff

Prompt: Pumpkin Patch

For @promarvelfangirl‘s 2k follower celebration  - I’m hella proud to be one of that huge number! Sorry if it isn’t the best - I’m more of a roleplayer than a fic writer but I love Barnes so much I thought I’d give it a go!

Pumpkins. James Barnes had never been a huge fan of the fruit, all of the frivolity surrounding it with their pumpkin cakes and coffees seemed over the top, and her never much cared for it – that was until Y/N had stepped into his life last year. To say she’d been obsessed pumpkins was an understatement – which was just about how they’d ended up at the local pumpkin patch.

“It’ll be fun Buck!” Those were Y/N’s words when they was attempting to convince him that it would be a good idea to go and pick out a huge pumpkin for the tower. Apparently Steve had said it would make the place look better, but Bucky had a good feeling it was simply a chance to get them both out of the tower and having some fun, especially after the events of the Sokovia Accords.

“Calm down doll - there’ll still be there when we get there.” Came Bucky’s teasing voice, as Y/N tugged at his flesh covered right hand. His left hand was gloved as always, luckily a much less conspicuous action in autumn, when the cold was just starting to bite.

“But what is all of the huge ones are taken? Itll be brilliant to see the look on Stark face when we bring home one he cant get through the door of the tower!” Came the giggling tone of Y/N’s voice, full of happiness and a carefree attitude he hadn’t seen in a while, and a smile they bore only when at their most happy. He followed them dutifully into the field of oversized Squash, some orange, some a riper red, others had streaks of yellows and oranges and weren’t yet fully ripe – they would be harder to carve, Bucky noted.

It wasn’t long before they’d found a fairly large pumpkin that wasn’t reserved, and the excitement in Y/N’s tone told James everything he needed to know, not that he could take his eyes off of you for a second that was. The way they walked with excitement in their step and a curious nature, looking everywhere around and even darting off at points , much like a young child in the throws of a celebration, and he found it exceptionally cute. He soon caught up with them, and slipped his hand into theirs once more, fingers entwined and a fond expression on his face, almost dreamlike as he glanced at Y/N’s face. He loved looking at you when you were focused. Bright eyed and interested, your little hand gestured and facial movements – he picked everything up. So much so that he hardly listened to a word you were saying, that was, until you pecked his cheek and bought him straight back into the moment.

“So, what do you think?” Y/N asked softly, smiling brightly at your boyfriend and taking his other, gloved hand gently, smiling widely.

“Are you really sure this is the one you want Doll? I mean, we can hardly fit that in the car!” He teased softly, but he knew he’d find a way – he might even get Stark to get a jet down here to take it back up to the tower for them.

They just chuckled and nodded softly, making note of the pumpkins number so you could alert the seller. You were about to step away when Y/N felt Bucky rap his arms around their waist, and they stepped closer, smiling at the sudden affection. He hadn’t really been one for PDA, didn’t want people seeing his softer side, but around Y/N? He was more than happy to show the world they were his.

“You know I love you, right?” He mumbled softly, cupping your cheek with one hand, and smiling gently. You tucked some of his hair behind his ear and smiled in agreement. “Of course I do Buck.” You murmured in agreement, and planted a soft kiss on his delicate lips. There was no one you loved more in this world than Bucky, and you were never afraid to show that, and never would be.

[wh4tssh4kinb4kin]

“If you don’t come up and sing with me, I will sing and point at you. The entire. Time.”

“.......... Fine, but I’m calling power of veto over the song selection.”