#hyperactive cutie

[mizgnomer]

One of my favorite attributes/quirks of a David Tennant Doctor: The need to flip/toss-and-catch things

See also: My #tossing things tag

[emdashbitch]

I wish more fics let Peter be an asshole, let him lose his temper and be a hostile hissing cat more often, let him be a BITCH, because his temper in the comics is something that's really been missing from all three of his live action adaptions. The closest was maybe Peter 3 getting a little high on power and bullying Flash back, but also not really (also bully Maguire/Venom Peter, which obviously was not meant to be true to him, I'm talking about Peter's actual Inner Bitch, not symbiote induced bitchiness.)

Modern Peter is very sweet and kind, but come on please he's also got the capacity to be such a cunt and I think after the MCU fandom has babied him so hard with the Ir0nd@d bullshit, still treating him like he's his 14-year-old Civil War self rather than the 22-year-old he is by now in the MCU's timeline (5 year Snap time removed ofc), it'll be so welcome. He's lost his entire family, he's died and come back, he's kicked Thanos in the face, come this close to murdering someone, and he's had everyone who ever knew him forget him...

Let Peter be a bitter adult in your post-NWH fics, he's capable of nuance being both a hopeful soul with willpower so strong it's considered a superpower while also being a complete bitch when the situation calls for it or just when he's fucking sick of people's shit. Let him act like a delightfully mean bitch once in a while, and not just in unrealistic anti-Team Cap power fantasy fics.

Please, please, please stop writing Peter like he's still 14 unless your fic is actually set in CACW or Homecoming, the man will be like 24-25 by the time Spider-Man 4 comes out.

[derangedforrocknroll]

lptv from zero: episode 4

[charlies-crushes]

NGL if I were to play UT.Y I would be fairly surprised if I didn't F/O Da.lv lolol

[0-0kappacino0-0]

🕵‍♂️ Comic Doodle🔪

The Main Trio

Long time no see!! I've been a bit of a busy bee recently but it's because I've been working on creating a fun little murder mystery comic with @jesuisfinni!! We're still kinda early on in production but I wanted to introduce our amazing little band of detectives!! This rag-tag group of youngsters take it upon themselves to solve the murder at a dinner party gone

d e a d l y 😱💀

If this sounds like something you'd be interested in, shoot me a message or keep an eye out for updates of their story in the future on either my blog or @jesuisfinni 's blog. I hope you can grow to love these three just as much as we do!!

🐸 - Ray

🧝‍♀️ - Neli

🐶 - Junior

[miltonbarbie]

Wukong, Mk, and Macaque with a very hyperactive + bubbly crush </3

[Mentions of NSFW]

🍑 Wukong 🍑

He always loved how talkative and straightforward you were, he's never seen someone as confident as you before.

When you first met, his first thought was literally just: WOW. This person is A LOT.

Would honestly listen to you for hours even considering that he can get impatient with other people sometimes.

Greet him with a hug, he'll try playing it off all cool and stuff but he lays awake at night thinking about it.

You two go out to the amusement park a lot. And your always dragging him to roller coasters or REALLY fast rides. He's 100% gonna excuse himself to go to the washroom and then throw up. But he loves you too much to ask you to leave.

He notices every little thing you do, like when your sitting down and you start kicking your feet. He's gonna die and come back to life.

As much as an amazing, strong, powerful and supercool (his words, not yours!) Diety he is, when he thinks about you he legit starts twirling around and jumping up and down squealing like he's your biggest fan.

I feel like he's really good at art, so he's gonna ask if he can draw you once in a while. Tell him you love it, and he's just gonna fall for you again. Even better if you hang it up in your house.

When you start dating, you'll feel more comfortable enough to get more relaxed around him, but it still shocks him how behaved you can be if you want to. He's definitely still used to you being all Impulsive and whatnot.

You two are literally the embodiment of eccentric reckless cutie x chill enabler and it works so well for you two.

This immortal fucking GOD is simping over a hyperactive human dumbass and he feels absolutely no shame for it.

Also let's be real, Wukong is the biggest whore known to mankind. So we all know damn well he's had fantasies of pounding that little mortal pvssy until you screamed.

🍜 Mk 🍜

Oh boy oh boy..

YOU TWO ARE LITERALLY MEANT FOR EACH OTHER. PERIOD.

You two gush over everything together, doesn't matter whether it's a show you love or some random shit Mk keeps rambling about like some bootleg illegal ripoff of a Monkey king inspired video game called "MONKE KANG: Asskicker 3D"!!!!!!!!

You both are stupid but you love each other justtt the same <3

In between shifts he'll get caught by Pigsy trying to text you and he'll do it again. And again. And aga-

So much ADHD.. You two get overstimulated being around the other so as much as you don't want, you have to take breaks from seeing him sometimes.

But even with all that energy he has, you still can't get enough of lil' ol' Mk.

He once tried to secretly replace himself with a clone because he wanted to hang out with you but got busy.. You found out right away and yapped about it for 4 hours.

Mk is emotionally unavailable most of the time, so when you two get some alone time, it takes all the strength in him not to confess flat-out because he missed you so so much.

Sometimes he wishes he wasn't the Monkie Kid because it takes time away from being near you. But it's okay, you plan stuff every once in a while.

You got really jumpy and happy when he showed you his Monkey form, and he let you brush his fur for the rest of the day. Now he's like that most of the time because one, he can't really control it. And two, you love his monkey form anyway!

He's definitely thought of fucking you animal-style in that form too.

Have fun being idiots together, the rest of the gang are on literal MISSIONS to keep you two apart.

🎭 Macaque 🎭

Ohhoo he loves seeing that stupidly pretty face of yours whenever you get all excited..

But to be honest, he thought you were REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING at the beginning when he first met you.

He only began to soften up a few weeks or maybe a month or two after realizing how much of a sweetheart you were, and that your hyperactive traits were just a part of what makes you, you.

Sometimes when you're in your room and you're on a call with someone, he'll send one of his shadow clones to listen to your voice for him so he can jerk off to it.

You go to all of his plays, and he's usually a confident guy. But one look at YOU? He's so close to accidentally stuttering on the stage he has to mentally slap himself to make sure not to.

His biggest turn-on is when you wear skirts and you're jumping around all giggly n stuff while he gets the perfect view of your ass.. That's why he prefers to walk beside you or slightly behind you to get that 4k quality.

You two definitely have that Yapper + Listener vibe. You can talk about some absolute bullshit and hell, he'll still be listening to you. But half the time he zones out imagining what that mouth of yours would look like on his cock.

He wanted to buy you roses but got embarrassed (surprisingly) and shoved them up Wukong's ass.

He's a biter. He's such a biter and even while keeping that "friendly" attitude with you, he always finds a way to put his teeth on you. Whether you're fighting over a snack or play fighting. Even during a regular conversation he just bites your shoulder?? Kinky much??? (Yes, he is.)

You found him sleeping on top of your ceiling so you threw a rock at him to wake him up and he started borderline hissing at you like he had rabies. He then realized it was you and didn't speak to you for a whole week.

You make him do things he wouldn't regularly do and it pisses him off.

[lxdymoon0357]

Hi! Hi! Hi!

Sovieshu x reader(+Glorym) Rashta di*d while giving birth to Glorym, leaving Glorym to Sovieshu, Sovieshu and reader met each other love at first sight, reader becomes the "mother" of glorym

English isnt my first language so forgive me if its confusing😔

You can ignore this if you wish to:D

~K

(NOOOOOOOOOOO....MY POOOOOKKKIEEEEE!!! Ian is also there for the emtional love~ I'd love to see the look on Kiki's face when she gets the notification for this @ladykir4)

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Chocolate Cheeks!

◈ Of-course Rashta's death affected Sovieshu, considering his daughter was left to him completely who he wasn't sure how to take care of..ad with Rashta's wishes, Sovieshu had to get Ian back from Libetti Rimwell, before leaving them as they want..so two infants to take care of, it wasn't easy...no, on top of that, being an emperor took a toll on Sovieshu.

◈ But surprisingly, he met you at one of Ian's banquet, with the rumor that Ian was hidden due to bad health like Rashta, as he took care of both the children..But of-course as fate would have it, Ian ran and hid in a gorgeous person's arms and from there..Sovieshu got a new spouses, YOU!

◈ Of-course, you'd have to take care of the children a bit, despite them being illegitimate, with a newborn Gloreym and Ian and he felt so much better, Of-course Rashta holds a place in his heart..but You have your own place.

◈ He would compare you at times to Rashta, but reminds himself you both are different people and honestly you're happy to have him heal a bit. Days are often spend with lavish gifts, cuddling with the two babies who coo and babble to you 24/7 and seeing the two bond weirdly close.

◈ God the two have the chubbiest cheeks wit the most contagious laughs, no wonder Rashta was easily loved, you'd realize. As you'd comfort one of the babies in the middle of the night after one of them woke up crying, waking the other too while Sovieshu's comforting the other inside the room.

◈ The kids cling to you, nothing's off limits. Seriously, even as growing up, the two cling to you and you'd try to tell them about Rasta as much as you'd be able to if you were close with her, the public's opinion and stuff. Sovieshu always smiles, seeing you and the two together.

◈ Another thing is, Sovieshu gets a bit petty when he doesn't get enough attention, so aside from children, you have an emperor clinging to you as well, good luck. But all three are cute, so you're lucky.

◈ With a Sovieshu comes great responsibilities and that comes in the form of hyperactive cuties with fluffy silverish-blonde hair and adorable faces who look like angels who have an obsession with shiny things like little crows, as they continue to cling to your dresses and follow you everywhere like little ducklings.

◈ Sovieshu adores children, as it was stated in the novel somewhere, and so I do think that maybe after Ian and Gloreym grow a few years older and become more manageable, he'd like to have more children with you, one that looks like you now! Your hair colour, your smile or even your temper, s the world could see his love even as years passed, like they saw his love for Rashta through Ian and Gloreym.

◈ He showers you with incredible gifts and always makes sure you enjoy yourself aside from caring for his kids, he didn't want you to go through the depressing motions of taking care of children that Rashta suffered briefly after the rumors of Gloreym not being his daughter...and you settle well into your role as an empress if you take up the position.

◈ Overall he's an incredibly person who adores you and keeps you safe in his heart, though Rashta occupies a bit f it, you also share it with her, and you did not mind it as Sovieshu moves on and it sometimes feels like Rashta also moves on with her afterlife of the breeze as if someone is happily running with ribbons in their hair..

[metranart]

My one and only wants you, so he’ll have you (Part 10)

ft. Sensei! Gojo Satoru, sensei! Suguru Geto, reader insert, slight! Megumi x reader.

Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto happily married, you, their lovely student and the cause of their ragging temptation. The problem: their son, Megumi, your best friend.

𖦹 Warning tags: Gojo x Reader x Geto, threesome, married couple, Suguru and Gojo happy married couple, polyamory, Teacher-Student Relationship.

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You shook your head, twice, rubbing your hot, red cheek against the sheets of their queen size bed. Satoru's fingers, too long, gently digging into the base of your neck, over the faint row of purple marks at the beginning of your throat, and Suguru watched as you opened your mouth, exhaling a moan that didn't even really come out. A muted choke that sent goosebumps all over his skin. 

“Oh my, how I missed you-” Suguru breathed out, gaze never straying from his husband and the way he was bending, your delicate body in every possible angle. “(Y/N), did you miss us?”

In that moment, your words got stuck in your dry throat when Satoru's cock filled your hole with a single deep thrust, stretching you in one go. You squealed, panting, clenching your fists so tightly that you might as well being trying to hurt yourself, gasping for a breath of hot, humid air. Slowly, rocking to the same rhythm of the thrusting and swaying imposed by your white-haired sensei.

“Of-Of course she missed us, honey. Our p-pup only gets this tight when being craving for our attention,” the prodigy murmured next to your ear, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of your left shoulder, “—I can barely move, Suguru.”

Suguru Geto smirked and licked his upper lip, watching Satoru drop his hand to your belly and run his fingers there, along the outline of his own cock marked beneath the quivering muscles. You leaned back, unconsciously fleeing from his touch when his other hand trailed all the way between your joined legs until he reached your swollen, spent and pitiful, folds… quivering pieces of flesh that did its best to keep that gorgeously massive piece of cock inside. 

A mere breeze of air, a mere gush of breath made you shiver all over, due of how sensitive you were, your folds shiny with saliva and cum residues, too exhausted to stop quivering, and Suguru LOVED each second of the show his husband was giving. 

Your small, feisty hands scratched at the white-haired man's skin, pinching the flesh and biting lightly but your weakened form made it a pitiful effort to regain some control.

"I loooooove when she gets like this," Satoru confessed, and his husband agreed with a fond chuckle. "Me too, but right now I prefer her more... docile, so if you don't mind, cutie."

You weakly agreed with your head as best you could, and both smiled lovingly down at you, and then Suguru ripped the hair tie out of your hair, swatting Satoru's hand away and tightening the hair tie around your wrists, leaving your little, hyperactive hands out of the way.

"There we go," he said, adoring the sight of you, all tired smiles and happiness while tied and at their mercy, without a doubt you were theirs. “Sugu, you are a genius.” Satoru praised, still snuggled deep inside you.

Suddenly Suguru's gaze went down, and the depravity of his next act almost made you faint in his husband's arms. Lowering himself down, faced the trickle of translucent liquid escaping your pussy, it was a web of cum, a combination of his and Gojo's. Sliding out of you slowly but steadily with each wicked thrust of Satoru's hips. There was no more room inside you, it was either cum or cock, not both.

Satoru gave him a salacious grin from ear to ear.

“-Want me to make her purr, loud and pretty, just for you, my love?”

Suguru’s lips stretched with perverted pride, and you made a noise, like you were choking, like you couldn't breathe properly, and then Satoru flipped you over, leaving you on your back, throwing both legs over his shoulders and pounding into you so hard that suddenly the only thing you heard was your endless moans, even over his own rapid breathing and Suguru’s constant praise and encouragement for him to go faster. 

You threw your arms up, blindly holding on to the edge of the bed tightly, as if your life depended on it, wrist tied up, it didn’t matter, nothing mattered. Satoru leaned forward into you, biting your mouth and neck and one of your breasts, filling the lone patches of clean skin -where Suguru hadn't leave a hickey- with deep pink marks, the kind that would later turn dark and purple.

Suguru spat into his hand, pumping himself twice before asking.

“(Y/N), could you open your eyes, please?”

His request seemed to take a moment before it hit you.

“-Baby, please… my lo-…love…. (Y/N)�� please-”

Something felt odd. He didn't sound like him anymore and his hands didn't feel big and powerful against your skin anymore, your pussy tightened bringing you to an exponentially powerful orgasm, but those tight, gummy walls convulsed around nothing. Your eyes snapped open, and it wasn't Gojo's beautiful blue eyes or Geto's piercing jet black orbs that were staring at you... it was Megumi's prejudiced stare... Megumi-

You slowly began to remember your reality. Megumi, your boyfriend. Megumi, to whom the bed you were sleeping on belonged to. Megumi, who right now looked at you with morbid curiosity—

"Finally awake,” your brand-new boyfriend said, “you were moving and trashing in your sleep, sweetie.” 

Of course you were, the constant throbbing between your legs was no dream, you could feel it even now like a reminder of what you really wanted and WHO your heart truly belonged to.

“What were you dreaming about?" Megumi ended up asking, insistently, something nagging at the back of his mind, urging him to corroborate his place in your subconscious mind. The sorcerer let his hand caress your thigh up and down while he waited for your reply, like a loving boyfriend would do, but also to check his theory. Your skin was, indeed, bristly and sweaty, and his curiosity only grew. "Tell me, you know you can trust me... what were you dreaming about? Something good, no doubt."

The sorcerer smiled playfully but that smile didn't reach his eyes, eyes that no longer could hide a hint of annoyance. Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me…. He chanted internally. I need to know…

"......-(Y/N)?"

A timid grin ghosted your lips, and just once your thoughts had settled, you dared to lie. 

“I-I…actually don’t remember, baby.” 

You had finally shaken off all the sleepiness and could remember why you were there, in Megumi's bed, taking a nap while waiting for Yuji and Nobara to arrive. It was the first group mission in years, everyone was going. Former students and teachers. From Panda to Principal Yaga. They had to cover a lot of ground, so a lot of help was needed.

Megumi looked down at you, his hand never leaving its soft caress on your thigh, but his eyes said something totally different. You're lying, I know. Keeping your heart steady and your expression innocent was starting to weigh on your peace of mind.

Since the day you and Megumi became a couple, the wet dreams began, more and more intense, more and more vivid. At first, were just sporadic images of Gojo and Geto, but soon, were scenes taken from the most pornographic movies. They took you, over and over again, until your eyes fluttered open and you felt the squirting wetness slipping down between your legs, your pajamas soaked in sweat and cheeks burning. Shaky legs and labored breathing. All because of a dream. It was torture, these dreams were almost daily, every time you fell asleep your mind catapulted you back to them.

It was a nightmare to wake up and see Megumi's face light up, know that it was because of you… and have to lie to him. 

"My d-dreams are very sporadic," you disguised the tremble in your voice with a yawn, "... sometimes some nightmares make me move. The worst missions get stuck in my head-"

"You were moaning,” he was emphatic about it. “Like… a lot." A curious eyebrow rose on his forehead and your nervous giggle prompted him to press further. “You were purring so pretty-” 

Megumi made a meaningful pause to watch you closely and noticing the insistent heat on your cheeks, grinned a little more wickedly that he was accustomed to. “-like when we kiss or we…” he lifted two fingers and wiggled them, reminding you of some other intimate stuff his fingers had done to you and you laughed, a coarse laugh that sounded way to fake and anxious. 

“Really?” maybe playing dumb could get you out of the hook. “I-…I…” dammit! Think! “I-… probably….” say anything, just don’t say you were dreaming with both his parents fucking you stupid-… “I-… probably was dreaming… about… you, baby.” You lied, shamelessly, “Dreaming with my Gumi.” 

A derisive snort was heard from the other side of Megumi's bedroom door, and he quickly spring to his feet to yank the door open, poking his head out to find…. an empty hallway.

"Hello?" he called, suspiciously. "Gojo, Suguru?" he called again, but again there was no answer, so he shrugged, giving one last onceover on the area before going back inside with you and locking the door behind. 

The sound of the latch being set and locking you, giving room to a more intimate scenario, frowned the brows of certain nosy special-grade sorcerers who were just too good at hiding.

With discreet steps, emulating a shadowless ninja, they both returned to their initial position with their ears against the wooden door so they could hear better. Suguru threw an irritated look at his husband whose expressive reactions almost got them into trouble, to then put a finger in front of his lips, the white-haired rolled his eyes, pouting, embarrassed. 

“So…” They heard Megumi say, “…. You were dreaming about me, huh?”

"-Who else would I be dreaming about, Gumi?" you were pushing your luck. Suguru and Gojo shared a worried look while waited for Megumi’s verdict. 

Their boy took his time to answer, analyzing you promptly, making you nervous all over but also seizing his chance to make a very smart move. A move that only a man raised by two wolves would come up with. The lips on your handsome boyfriend’s face stretched, far from shy, and without warning drop onto the bed, his head claiming your thighs as his precious pillow to be able to look at you from his new privileged position. 

"So, if I was already in your dreams…” he shared in all his cool calm, “why don't you let me make your dreams come true?"

Three sets of cheeks blasted with heat, two out of anger and one, out of embarrassment. Megumi snickered amused, witnessing first-hand how adorable you looked all flustered, feeling even more proud, him being the cause. On the other side of the door, two older sorcerers were about to lose their minds. 

Gojo's hand was already on the knob without him realizing it, it was only the feeling of his husband's strong grip on his wrist that stopped him from turning it... Geto shook his head, yet Gojo seemed possessed by something visceral inside him... Something jealous and possessive was burning to get out... Geto shook his head again, and their eyes met...

PART 11

➡️ NSFW ARTWORK OF THIS STORY

[shizuturnspages]

what if i don’t wanna bully yan ajaw? he’s so cute with his silly little ropeless bungee jumping he’s just a silly little fella like that mhm yup yup you can burn the world down you small dragon cutie 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Bullying that cute little fella is so fun, but alright. Let's have him do ropeless bungee jumping

Yandere Ajaw

❥ Ajaw lives for the thrill, and he’s not subtle about it. You’ll be minding your own business, maybe taking in the beautiful views of Teyvat, when bam—there he goes, swan-diving off the highest cliff in sight without a single warning. “Don’t worry!” he yells as he plummets. “Gravity’s optional!” You’ve given up on asking if he’s okay every time he lands, because no matter how many times he faceplants, he just pops right back up, grinning like a total maniac.

❥ Ajaw is your companion, and he takes that role very seriously. Need a moment to yourself? Tough luck. He’s right there, draping himself over your shoulders, asking you a million questions, poking around in your business with the curiosity of a hyperactive squirrel. You’re his contract, his partner-in-chaos, and he sees absolutely no reason why he shouldn’t be in your space every waking second. Hell, he’s probably poking at your lunch while asking if you think he should try “extreme lava surfing” next.

❥ Ajaw’s definition of “protecting” you is wild as hell. If you’re in danger, he’ll straight-up yeet himself from wherever he’s lurking, landing with zero grace right in front of you. Picture him bungee-jumping out of a tree with no rope, just absolute dedication and a total lack of self-preservation. He’ll pick himself up like nothing happened, throw a big goofy grin your way, and ask, “Need a hand?” as if he didn’t just nearly break every bone in his body.

❥ Ajaw’s got this unbreakable optimism, which would be cute if it didn’t keep getting you into trouble. Monsters? “We got this.” Terrifying heights? “Jump with me!” The dude’s energy is relentless, and somehow he thinks you’re just as reckless as he is. You have to practically tackle him to keep him from getting into trouble, and even then, he’ll just look at you with wide eyes and say, “But it’ll be fun!”

❥ Ajaw might be all chaos and unfiltered energy, but mess with you, and he’s suddenly a feral little beast. He’ll go from bouncing off cliffs to deadly serious, eyes darkening as he snarls, “No one touches what’s mine.” And then, just as quickly, he’ll snap back to his usual mischievous self, grinning ear to ear like he wasn’t just ready to murder someone on your behalf. Yeah, he’s cute as hell—but with a lethal edge.

❥ If anyone even thinks about getting close to you, Ajaw’s on them in seconds. He’ll show up out of nowhere, arms crossed, a cocky smirk on his face as he sizes them up. His jealousy isn’t threatening, though—he’ll just casually sit on your shoulder, squish himself against your cheek and dare anyone to challenge him, all while looking perfectly innocent. If they push their luck? He’ll probably challenge them to something ridiculous, like seeing who can jump off a ledge first (no ropes, obviously).

❥ Ajaw might be fearless, but he’s also a complete klutz. He’ll be in the middle of some dramatic speech when—bam—he trips over a rock. His ropeless bungee jumps? He forgets to check where he’s landing about 90% of the time. But hey, at least he laughs it off, shouting, “Again!” like a kid on his favorite amusement ride. Honestly, he’s lucky he’s cute, because half the time, you’re just trying to keep him from accidentally getting himself killed.

[jksarchives]

THE LOVE BUG (AND A SPIDER)

Jungkook is well aware of your extreme fear of spiders for as long as he could remember you. You never fail to remind him of your Sunday chores together of sweeping every corner of the house to look out for the creepy crawlers that could be hiding anywhere.

➪ PAIRING; Jungkook x reader

➪ GENRE; humour, fluff, established relationship

➪ TAGS/WARNINGS; drabble, humour, established relationship, reader is really scared of spiders, jk is annoying but a cutie, brief tears and comfort

➪ WORDCOUNT; 1.3k

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▎13 AUGUST 2023 — [10:35 a.m.]

Sunday mornings in your apartment always had the same chaotic rhythm: music blaring from the bluetooth speaker, laundry in a haphazard pile on the sofa, and a thin layer of dust your husband had been promising to clean “next week” for the past month.

For you and Jungkook, it was your ritual. Sunday’s always been your house-cleaning day, and while you approached it like a military operation, Jungkook treated it like an improv show. Although it was a shared act of love, it was mainly irritation wrapped in Clorox wipes and mismatched socks.

Jungkook was assigned the bathroom which he approached with theatrical groans of suffering, while you tackled the living room with a feather duster.

“Jungkook, how does toothpaste even get on the ceiling? Are you conducting some sort of experiments in there?” you hollered over the music.

“I told you, babe, it's a science thing. You wouldn't understand,” he called back, voice muffled under running water. You rolled your eyes but couldn't hide the smile tugging at your lips.

“You're the only guy I know who thinks 'science' involves a toothbrush trebuchet” you scoffed.

“I accept that as a compliment,” Jungkook shouted proudly.

The two of you continued to clean while Jungkook continued to complain about how he should’ve been hanging out with his boys for yet another dangerous round of skateboarding at the skatepark. The man was pushing the age of thirty yet his body was as solid as he was back in high school.

“You missed a spot,” Jungkook said, leaning against the doorway, grinning. And you, crouched by the coffee table with a rag in hand, glared up at him.

“Do you want to help, or do you just want to supervise?” you asked.

“Oh, l'm a phenomenal supervisor” he said

“You're also fired” he then added.

Jungkook laughed as he strolled into the kitchen to take care of the ‘dishes’ portion of your cleaning routine, though his version of ‘taking care’ usually involved stacking dirty mugs like a game of jenga and then wandering off.

You rolled your eyes but couldn't suppress the fond smile tugging at your lips. Living with Jungkook was like sharing a home with a hyperactive puppy. It was exhausting, but impossible not to love.

Half an hour later, you were in the bedroom dusting under the bed with your trusty duster wand, when your hand froze.

Something moved.

You tilted your head, peering closer.

A spider.

No, not a spider. A nightmare with eight legs.

Your stomach flipped. Your throat tightened, and a strangled yelp escaped before you stumbled backward, your hand slapping over your mouth.

The spider didn't care. It sat there, unmoving, a sinister blot against the hardwood floor.

“J-JUNGKOOK!” you shrieked as your voice cracked with panic.

“Yeah?” came his distant reply, muffled by the sound of running water.

“Jungkook! Get in here now!” you screamed.

Something in your tone must've conveyed the urgency because seconds later, Jungkook appeared in the doorway, his hands dripping with soap suds.

“What's —oh”

He spotted the spider immediately. You were already on the bed, knees pulled to your chest, arms wrapped around yourself like you were holding yourself together.

“Get rid of it!” you demanded, scared for your life.

Jungkook’s mouth twitched, and your eyes narrowed.

“Don't you dare laugh,” you warned, your voice shaking.

“Babe,” he said, holding up a hand like he was trying to be serious.

“It's just a spider” he tried to reassure you, which did absolutely nothing to calm you down. Instead it irritated you.

“It's not ‘just a spider’, it's-it's—” you gestured wildly towards the creature, your words dissolving into an unintelligible squeak.

“Look at it!” you pointed.

Jungkook crouched for a closer inspection, his head tilting thoughtfully. “Yeah, okay, that's a big one. I think I saw it carrying a briefcase” he commented.

“Jungkook!”

“Sorry! Sorry!” he stood, rubbing the back of his neck.

You sniffled, and his teasing grin faltered as his head turned to you.

“Are you...crying?” he asked.

“I hate them,” you whispered, your voice breaking.

“I hate them, Jungkook. Just-please get rid of it” you told him desperately.

Jungkook’s playfulness evaporated instantly. He crossed the room in two strides and reached for you, his hands warm and steady as they found your shoulders.

“Hey, hey, it's okay. I'll take care of it, I promise. Don't cry baby” he comforted.

You nodded, hiccupping as you buried your face against his chest. For a moment, Jungkook just held you, one hand smoothing over your hair while the other rubbed slow circles on your back. He could feel how tense you were because your whole body was vibrating with barely contained panic.

“Alright,” he said gently, pulling back.

“Here's the plan. You stay up here on your throne-”

“It's not a throne, it's a bed” you corrected him

“Same thing. And I'll deal with Lord Arachnid over there” he replied.

“Just kill it” you mumbled.

“No way” Jungkook straightened, grabbing an empty cereal box from the dresser.

“We're doing a catch-and-release operation. This guy's going back into the wild where he belongs” he said. You opened your mouth to argue, but Jungkook had already sprung into action.

He approached the spider with exaggerated stealth and crouched low like a big-game hunter.

“Okay, pal, this is your eviction notice” he murmured, and the spider twitched.

Jungkook froze, “whoa. He's fast” he let out a tiny gasp.

“Don't say that!” you groaned, clutching a pillow to your chest like it was a lifeline.

With careful precision, Jungkook lowered the cereal box over the spider, trapping it with a triumphant flourish.

“Gotcha!”

He slipped a piece of paper under the box to seal it off, then straightened, holding it aloft like a trophy.

“Mission accomplished. I am the spider whisperer” he said.

“Just take it outside!” you wailed, your knuckles white where they gripped the pillow.

Jungkook chuckled but obeyed, striding toward the balcony. He slid open the door, stepped out, and released the spider into the flowerbed below.

“Be free, little dude,” he said, watching it skitter away.

When he came back inside, you were still perched on the bed as your shoulders sagged in relief.

“All clear,” your husband said, grinning. You stared at him for a long moment, then burst into tears.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Jungkook crossed the room, his smile vanishing as he climbed onto the bed beside you.

“What's wrong? It's gone, I swear!” he tried to reassure you.

“I know,” you sniffled, wiping at her eyes.

“I just.. I can't help it. They scare me so much, and I feel so stupid-” but you were cut off.

“Hey” he cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away your tears.

“You're not stupid, okay? You're brave as hell. That thing was terrifying” he said, trying to be honest.

“You laughed,” you mumbled.

“I wasn't laughing at you,” he said softly.

“I just…I didn't realise how upset you were. I'm sorry, baby” he pouted. You leaned into his touch as your breathing finally started to steady.

“You're annoying, you know that?” you told him.

“Yeah, but you love me anyway” he chuckled.

“Unfortunately” you sighed.

Jungkook smirked, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“You're lucky I love you enough to battle giant spiders for you” he said and you snorted, half-laughing, half-crying.

“Giant spiders, huh?”

“Absolutely. That thing could've been in the Olympics” he answered.

“Shut up,” you told him, but you were smiling now as the tension eased from your body.

Jungkook pulled you into his arms and cradled you against his chest. You both stayed like that for a while as the world outside faded into the background as he held you close.

“I don't know what I'd do without you,” you murmured eventually.

“You'd probably have to move,” Jungkook said, grinning against your hair.

“Probably” you hummed.

“Good thing you're stuck with me, then”

You tilted your head to look at him, your eyes still red but full of warmth.

“Yeah,” you said softly, “good thing”.

[thedarknesseater]

Thinking about the satosugu fic where they get high together for the first time, and thinking about a suguru who smokes (smoker!suguru is very precious to me) and thinking about satosugu spending every evening together in either one's room (mostly suguru's because satoru is a hyperactive cutie who cannot stay alone in his own room for a second longer than necessary, so he spends most of his free time in suguru's). This is all hidden inventory arc though.

It's summer and they spend the lazy evenings eating junk food, and just talking. Satoru has never had a listener who also interacts with him, chiming in with his own opinions and interests and he becomes a chatter box. Sometimes they spend the entire night staying up and talking about nothing in particular, while the sweet summer breeze cools them through the window.

The window is open because suguru is smoking, sitting on the ledge and satoru's on the floor looking up at his friend and yapping while the crickets outside chirp away merrily at the clear sky and the twinkling stars. Suguru offers his lit cigarette to satoru who's absolutely confident in his capabilities of taking a proper drag and not tearing up, or coughing at all. He's immediately proven wrong though. Suguru teaches him how to smoke that summer.

[the-universal-sun]

Okay first of all I love your first post was bonding to my ask but also I was wondering could I get some head cannons on Ford being the twins caregiver( the baby twins Dipper and Mabel)

@pinkyshy10 i want to make sure I get the notification that's why I'm tacking myself

Thank you for your ask, of course you can get some hc of Ford being Dipper and Mabel’s caregiver! I loved writing this request so much! The babies! ! I did talk about Stanley helping some, but this is all Ford caregiving for the twins! The three of them are such cuties!!! I hope it lives up to your expectations! I’m so sorry it’s so late, I’ve got a back log but I’m working through them! Please stay nice and warm this week!

I’ll tag you here so you can see it too, just in case: @pinkyshy10

As always, I’m always open for helpful comments and critiques!

Sending you all the loce in the world!

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-Ford never expected to be a caregiver to two small children, nonetheless children that regress, but he takes it in stride. He loves his niblings and would do anything for them, so of course he’s more than willing to watch over and care for them, letting the two of them crawl into his bed when they have a nightmare or two

-He’ll ease them back to sleep with the more happy tales from his time dimension hopping, telling them how cute they looked in that baby dimension. He’ll pat their backs and brush their hair-trying to remember how it was his mother and then Stanley consoled him. They snuggle on his chest and pass out near instantaneously once he gets them settled

-He did feel overwhelmed at first, but he has Stanley to support him and calm him down. It helps that the twins don’t always regress together, though it’s more often than not

-Ford would be a less stern caregiver for the twins than Stanley would be. Surprising everyone, but this is the man who gave a 12 year old a crossbow

-He’s stricter with what they eat and when they sleep, but for everything in between Ford has more of a “all long as nobody gets seriously injured” mindset

-They need nap time and semi-nutritious food. Nap time isn’t hard, but it’s not easy. The twins, energetic on the regular, are hyperactive when they regress, if they could bounce off the walls, Ford bets they would. To get them to take a nap, he’ll try to tire them out but chasing them, but when that doesn’t always work, he’ll wrap them up tightly in a big blanket, lay them down with some pillows in the floor, turn down the lights, and either play a really boring black and white that would him to sleep or roughly hum an old lullaby he picked up from someone, scratching their heads to lull them to sleep

-He uses their nap time to get some alone time, decompress and to breathe from all the energy he had been surrounded with, Stanley looking over the twins to give him brother a break

-Food is…another issue. Ford can make a mean sandwich and pour juice and milk, he can put fruits and veggies on a tray with some cheese or dipping sauce, but he cannot cook. Not well and not palatable enough for two regressed tweens, if they want edible Mac and cheese or pancakes, it’s either they don’t get any and Ford’s at the wrong end of sad puppy dog eyes, or he’s asking Stanley to make them

-He won’t let them eat Greasy’s when he’s caring for them, he thinks it’s too unhealthy for such young children (and he had such a bad experience there he never wants to go back)

-It took some getting used to, caring for Dipper and Mabel when they regress, but he does have help in the form of Stanley, who’ll act as a babysitter if Ford needs to have his attention elsewhere for a moment or two. Ford also learned the basics of caring for children from Stan, though he has to modify it to fit in with the twins’ smaller ages

-It surprised him to find out that Little Dipper (so Ford’s nickname for him now) is more talkative than a Little Mabel. She does talk, but she’s quieter, more content to observe, unless you bring up a topic she’s super interested in. Dipper, however will go on and on about anything and everything. He is a “but why” little, which, Ford loves how inquisitive Dipper is, always wanting to know more, but at the same time, when he’s been asked “but why not?” 10 times in a row, he needs to steer the conversation to something else

-He tries to set individual little time with the twins so he can engage with them one-on-one, it’s in these cases that Stan will watch the other twin. He does arts and crafts and tea parties with Mabel, sometimes putting together Lego sets if it’s one she seems interested in. Sometimes they’ll just cuddle and watch a movie if that’s what she wants. He very much likes gossiping with her stuffed animals at the tea parties, spreading the most juicy inter-dimensional rumors.

-With Dipper, they’ll do puzzles, put together legos, and paint. Dipper loves finger painting when he’s feeling small, Ford doesn’t mind that he gets everything messy even with a smock on, his boy doesn’t look anxious or tired, his eyes bright and lacking their usual bags. If he starts asking too many questions, Ford may sometimes turn on a kid friendly documentary to keep him distracted

-Dipper and Mabel both love it when Ford reads to them, he gets so into the characters and get super dramatic, making them laugh and squeal behind their pacifiers

-They both have pacifiers, Dipper because he keeps chewing on his shirts, Mabel because she wanted to be like him, but actually really liked how soothing it is

-Dipper’s nickname is the Little Dipper and Mabel is Ford’s Meteorite. He thinks the names are cute, no matter how much Stanley may tease him about it

-No Mabel Juice when they’re little. Never again.

-Even when regressed, these two love to chase mysteries and go exploring, getting into as much mischief as possible with Ford’s eyes on them. He does allow them to go on adventures in Gravity Falls with him, but only if they’re kiddie friendly and he has to keep an eye on them at all times (Stanley’s rules). He only goes about 50 feet into the forest, which is plenty fun for them, they love running around and picking up every shiny rock and cool stick they find, sometimes wondering off too far if something catches their eye.

-Ford almost had a heart attack when he couldn’t find Dipper one day, looking everywhere, while holding Mabel in his arms, only to find him further in the trees arguing with a gnome

-The twins now have backpack leashes for when they leave the shack while regressed. It’s safer for them and makes it less liable that their Grunkle’s have a heart attack

-Ford loves his niblings, he doesn’t mind caring for them whatever their headspace may be. They’re both such caring and lovable individuals, it brings a pleasant ache in his chest to know that they care for him, trust him so much, that they allow themselves to be vulnerable like this around him. He loves his little family so much

[jeonscatalyst]

hi!

what are your thoughts on episode three (especially the taekook spraying jimin with water part)?

there's been some discussion, and a lot of it imo has veered into deranged micro analyzing and projecting that has resulted in villainizing taekook (more so jk....) and infantilizing jimin.

it's not just jimin biased jkkers or obsessed pjms, i've seen jk biased jkkers (one in particular that has been weird towards jimin and his work so yeah... 😃) saying how upset they are with jk's "outrageous behavior".

and then ofc there's a blogger that believes they are "spiritually linked" to jimin and are now a mission to call out taekook's "bullying and absue" of jimin (they've especially been blaming jk....) and are very much giving a white savior vibe.

SIGH!!!!

Anon, you know I watched that episode with the biggest smile on my face as there wasn’t a single thing I found to complain about so imagine my suprise when I checked to see what good things people were saying and saw some people complaining about the fact that Taekook sprayed Jimin with water. My mouth was literally open so much I swear a fly got in.

One thing I have realized is that people just perceive things so differently and most times it isn’t even about the people they are watching but about themselves. How on earth could anyone watch that part and have anything bad to say about it? Atp I’m beginning to think we watched different shows.

I didn’t see anyone being bullied or maltreated. I saw Jimin not being in the mood to get into the pool probably because he felt queasy or was just tired and then a hyperactive Jungkook who just wanted Jimin to play with him. Jungkook was the first one who mentioned that he was going for a swim and then Tae said he was going to join but Jimin didn’t seem like he wanted to. Jungkook changed into his swimming trunks and while Tae was changing, Jungkook brought out the water gun and sprayed Jimin with it while Jimin was just laying there and then he ran and sprayed some on Tae too and then came back, opened Jimin’s legs and sprayed some on his “front” and and then went and sprayed some on his ass. This was so endearing to me because it showed that Jungkook either really wanted to get Jimin to play with him so he kept spraying him with water so Jimin would wake up and chase him, or realize that he was already so wet and choose to get into the pool too or he wanted to make Jimin feel better or more jovial. Tae was right there, all changed and ready to get into the pool and play with Jk but Jk seemed more interested in spraying Jimin with water. Even while in the pool he kept doing it and i’m sure he only gave up at some point because he saw that Jimin had just accepted his fate and wasn’t going to wake up to chase him. How could anyone look at that clip and see anything bad? Tae too was being an total cutie joining Jungkook to spray water at Jimin. If that doesn’t show anyone how much taekook love Jimin then nothing will because they could have easily not paid him any mind and gone about their swimming but they both seemed more interested in playing around with him than just going to splash around in the pool by themselves because even in the pool, they both still tried spraying him with water possibly to get him to come join them after he realized that he was all wet.

Like you said anon, that is alot of micro analyzing and projecting. Jimin laughed about it the whole time and I can bet that he didn’t even find it the least bit annoying.

Sometimes people don’t realize that these are boys. Jungkook is not some villain because he sprayed water on Jimin and neither is Tae. Jimin isn’t some damsel in distress that needs saving. If Jungkook had just left Jimin there he would have been accused of ignoring Jimin but even when he was clearly trying to get Jimin to play with him, he still got shit for it. You cannot blame Jungkook for Jimin not wanting to swim. You cannot blame Jungkook for Jimin not wanting to eat. Jungkook is the one who brought the water to Jimin when Jimin didn’t want to go the water, Jungkook is the one who asked where Jimin was when Jimin wasted alot of time outside while they were at the restaurant so the last thing Jungkook wants is for Jimin to be excluded.

People complaining about Jk’s “outrageous behaviour” probably want Jk to put Jimin on his back and keep him there like a baby. They probably wanted Jk to carry Jimin in his arms and put him in bed or wanted Jk to not have any fun at all and just look miserable because Jimin didn’t want to get into the pool. There are tons of moments of Jk literally treating Jimin like an egg, babying and taking very good care of him but these people cherry pick moments where they feel like Jk didn’t care enough. I haven’t seen anyone villainizing Jimin for laughing his ass off when Jungkook fell into water from the Kayak in NY. I haven’t seen anyone villainizing Jimin for laughing his head off when Jk slipped and fell in sapporro and I haven’t seen anyone coming at Jimin for choosing to ride with Tae while Jk rode alone but if that was Jungkook people would have bitten his head off. I really hope people would be kinder to Jk because this is sad.

[siboom777]

I need to focus in my exams so yeah idk when I have time to draw something fully

But I have a lot of sketches hehe and I will drop them here 😇

Most of the sketches made with Lamie @lamieboo because I am a fan girl with a hypervicsation😼💅💅💅

Here is some bonding time with Sally sneaking at night to Lamie to hear how her hand and leg works to improve mechanical part of her toys.

Granny trying to calm down her hyperactive child😔🤲

She failed (run Tin Hui as far as you can I will catch you anyways)

Jokes about who will be better mother figure

It's canon that when Sally would have opportunity she will put lasers in Lamie's hand

Why choose who to hug when you can do both at once🐷✨

If Sally avoide troubles, troubles will find her. Sally hope you all still love her anyway😔🥺

Sallow being annoying and Sally can't do anything about it

Sally at work :D She is cutie isn't she??💕💕💕💕

[frogs00]

Can I request Regina and Janis cuddling and all of a sudden, Regina gets back pains?

Wish I could kiss it better

Summary: Regina over exerted herself while swimming, leading to some pain, good thing her girlfriend is here

Warnings: Swearing, chronic pain, Fluff, Janis being a cutie and beat girlfriend

Pairing: Regina + Janis

“Thank god it’s the weekend,” Janis groaned and kicked off her shoes, flopping face-first into Regina's oversized bed, voice muffled, “Who said to have a pool party on a Friday? I should be asleep.”

“Please, your sleep schedule is terrible, like terrible, and it’s only eleven,” Regina rolled her eyes but was more than amused by Janis’s dramatics.

Janis groaned into the mattress, “I’m gonna sleep tonight, trust me.”

“I know, huh? Swimming tired you out,” Regina chuckled, squinting at her, “You swim like a fish, by the way.”

“Thanks,” Janis turned over, grinning at her then sulking, a worried expression gracing her features that Regina found adorable, “You have to be tired too.” Regin shrugged and stretched, she was a bit sore, not that he swam nearly as much as Janis. The girl was hyperactive. But, swimming was good for her back, though she might’ve over-exerted herself. Might have. She felt pinching pain in her back but nothing too noticeable.

“Let’s shower, yeah?” Regina suggested, Janis eagerly nodded and they both made their way to the restroom. Regina was the first one in the shower, while Janis got the towels. As soon as Janis got in she gasped dramatically and then yelled at Regina to turn down the water temper because as she put it; ‘Didn’t want her skin to burn off’, which Regina found a tad dramatic.

After they hopped out of the shower and then dressed themselves, Janis practically dove like a dolphin into the bed. Regina watched as she burrowed into the sheets, a fond smile playing on her lips.

“Scooch over, goof,” she nudged her, Janis complied. As soon as Regina lay down, Janis attached herself to her side, snuggling into her with a content hum.

“Someone is sleepy,” Regina teased lightly, grabbing and detaching her phone from the charger. Janis murmured in agreement, fluttering her eyes closed, then opened once more to gaze at the phone screen. Regina’s fingers scrolled through her TikTok, occasionally pausing to judge said TikTok or to like a post. Her hand soothingly scratched Janis’s head.

Regina shifted, realizing Janis was drifting to sleep, and wanting to use the restroom before she fully nodded off. Janis blanked open her eyes and watched as Regina stood.

A shooting pain launched down her back and she had to place a hand on the wall to not collapse in on herself. She let out a pained breath, squeezing her eyes shut to prevent any tears from escaping.

Janis sat upright, “Are you okay?” concern oozed from her voice, Regina nodded swiftly. She didn’t like people seeing her in pain, not at all. Even her girlfriend, who sure, she was getting better at being vulnerable, but it was still; They were having a nice, relaxing night, and she didn’t want her pain to get in the way of that.

“Just gonna use the restroom.” Regina brushed off Janis’s worries, pushing off the wall. She stumbled into the restroom, shutting the door and locking it. She gripped the sink, closing her eyes tightly, squeezing out tears.

Regina didn’t like to take her medication, she didn’t, it made her act like an idiot and revealed things about herself she just wasn’t comfortable with people knowing yet. So instead of opening the orange bottle that was just in reach, she sunk to the floor in pain and placed her head in her hands. She hoped this was just a passing pain.

You see, Janis wasn’t stupid. She knew instantly that her girlfriend was in pain, so she hopped out of bed. She rushed to the hall closet, eyes scanning the shelves for the heating pads. Of course, they were on the very top shelf. Whoever put them away was just a genius. She huffed, then stepped up to the shelf, stretching and barely snatching them up before tumbling down. She winced and rubbed her side as she fell. She then hopped up and practically sprinted downstairs.

Regina’s nails dug into her scalp, the pain came in waves. It wasn’t the worst pain she had experienced, for sure, but the pain was still agonizing…

A knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts.

Shit.

Her arm trembled with pain as she reached up and unlocked the door, then instantly pulled back, chest heaving with effort as she let out a sob.

Janis was instantly at her side, kneeling and looking her over, her back came to slide behind her back, feeling the muscle tense and Regina muffled a cry of pain. She pulled her hand back.

“Regina…” Janis frowned, and Regina shook her head stiffly.

“I don’t want the meds…” Regina managed to croak out, “I- can’t…” but even though she said it, she didn't believe it. Her resolve was wavering.

Janis sighed, heart aching for her girlfriend, “Baby, please? You need it if it’s this bad…” Janis coaxed, and more tears streamed down Regina's face. She felt the pain traveling through her like an elevator for a bustling hotel, she couldn’t take it.

She nodded, Janis let out a sigh of relief and scrambled dup to grab the medicine. She unscrewed it and shook some pills into her hand, she opened a water bottle. Janis gently tilted up Regina's head, the blonde opened her mouth, and she poured the water into her mouth as the taller girl do she could roughly swallow.

After a while, Regina felt well enough to stand, Janis helped her up, practically carrying all of her weight.

She gently laid down her girlfriend, then paused, “Almost forgot!” Regina didn’t watch her rush off, just let her eyes flutter shut and grit her teeth. Moments later Janis returned and slid a heat back under her lower back, and one right under her neck, “Do you need anything? Are you too hot? Do you need water? Oh-”

“Janis, shut up, I’m fine,” Regina yawned, finding her girlfriend's endless worrying adorable if a bit excessive, shifting, still in discomfort but the heat seeping in through the heating pad helped.

Janis nodded and gave her a once-over, trying to pinpoint any signs of distress, “Okay.” she breathed after finding none, or at least none that she could change.

Regina slowly relaxed, Janis sat on the floor, watching her with a worried expression, looking a bit like a psycho. Regina turned her head, and grinned softly, “You can lay down, the meds will kick in soon.”

“I know, but what if I-”

“Mm, you won’t, just lay,” Regina hummed, closing her eyes again, Janis hesitated before scrambling up and going to the other side of her. Janis situated herself on the bed, staring down at the blonde with adoring eyes. She tentatively placed a hand on Regina's side, rubbing in gentle, slow circles, watching the blonde relax under her touch more.

“Mm, I love you,” Regina mumbled, voice slurred and almost unintelligible, it made Janis crack a smile.

“I love you too, sleep well,” Janis kissed her temple, how she wished she could just kiss it all better, then when she was positive she was asleep, she ran into the kitchen to grab a cup of a bottle and fished her meds from the bathroom cabinet, and set them on the side table.

Just in case.

A/N: I'm aware this kinda sucks, but I'm sick and have to do something with my life.

[onelittleornotthing]

What if...[Part 5?]

Okey, Onion family in Pizza crust Au( @pizza-crust7 )

Since the characters of the characters in this au were changed to the opposite ones, mine are exactly the same. Onionpiece (Chaiwpod, as my friend called him) : hyperactive silly, Cheese Chicken (Formaggio pollo): Sweet and kind, FC8(?): Self-confident and all such a dominant lady, Isa: an anxious understudy of Silence, Oleg: an arrogant romantic without depression.

I'm a little too lazy to draw another teleportation of my cuties to another AU, but I hope to pull myself together in the future. In the meantime, catch the sketches that we drew together with @rachlaw7