#prankster buddy

[lex-n-weegie]

F/Ovember promo post!

Event by @cherry-bomb-ships, info post here

Finally getting around to do this!! Hurray!!

This is gonna be a thing from November 6th(today), to November 15th. It won't be a full takeover persay, as I'll still reblog and post stuff (it'll be tagged as not takeover related).

Here's the list of everyone who has access to my phone now, plus their respective emojis! Send asks to absolutely any of them at any time! (Dear God help me)

Romo

-Luigi: ⚡

-Waluigi: 🌹

-Montgomery Gator: 🐊

-Glamrock Bonnie: 🐇

-Boris the Wolf: 🖤

QP

-Princess Peach: 🍑

-Sunnydrop: ☀️

-Moondrop: 🌙

-Marina Ida: 🐙

Platonic

-Roxanne Wolf, Glamrock Chica, DJMM, and Gregory: 🐺 🐥 🕷️ 🔦

-Bowser, Daisy, and Yoshis: 🔥 🌼 🦖

-Bendy and Alice Angel: 😈 😇

Familial

-Mario: 🍄

-Marionette: 🎁

-Mr. Hippo: 🦛

-Glamrock Freddy: 🐻

-Helpy/Glamrock Helpy: 🧸

-Bowser Jr. : 🖌️

[sapphic-outlaw]

Asshole. lmao

[ask-prankster-sunnyyy]

Do you miss your Frank?

uh oh my birds getting existential again

[theofficialpeanutgallery]

GUYS

GUYS

I GOT AN EMAIL FROM TRUMP.

I think it’s like, a mass-sent email for all his “supporters” (yes, I’ve been Diagnosed with Trump Supporter by Trump himself, which is hilarious for a number of reasons), begging poor people to pay for his next campaign, so he can ‘Save America from Joe Biden and the Left.’ That’s President Biden to you, sucker.

Don’t know how to break it to you, buddy, but I kinda am the Left.

Like, my brother’s a full-on raging socialist, we as a family listen to Rise Against and oppose fascism as a general rule.

Wonder how he got my email, google.

Anyway, there’s an option for “donating another amount”. Wonder if I can get away with -12 dollars...

Or I could just reply with as many of his most hated photos as I can cram into email form.

[randomationality]

seekers I've done so far (I don't think I'll even make it to the ref sheets)

you know what, IM GONNA RAMBLE ABOUT HEADCANONS AGAIN. (out of these six, prolly. Also, these headcanons are NO WHERE near perfect)

Thundercracker is the more calm and collected out of these guys, which also makes him seem as the most boring (Skywarp teases him the most). Ever since the Decepticons came to Earth, he's been amazed by the scenery of a planet and how organic it is. This also brought him to be fond of its creatures, especially dogs. He has the ability to create massive and deafening sonic booms, and can manipulate electricity. They become more powerful if the weather is stormy.

Sunstorm is a very joyful guy. At least he tries to genuinely be. He likes poems, and singing! (Voice HC Your Anxiety Buddy 💀). Him and Novastorm have similar abilities. He's basically a walking nuclear bomb because of his radioactive nature, but of course he can control it. And like Rodimus and TF:ONE Optimus, he can use his blasters as flamethrowers. Otherwise, he just can light his whole frame on fire. Fun fact: In the coldest of days, the other seekers just huddle next to him to warm up in their free time. They don't do it to Nova since they know she doesn't like it.

Novastorm is more tired and angry than calm, but she does find a bright side to everything (no pun intended). She's confident, but can also get annoyed easily. Like Sunstorm, she can radiate a star's energy, but she mostly uses a burning, blinding light to mess with her opponent's optics, then she goes for the kill.

Skywarp is the prankster, procrastinator, and most cocky one. He's that one guy that calls others weak for being scared of a horror movie, then after it you find him huddling in the corner crying. He really likes his visor. He uses his teleportation all the time, he doesn't even walk. For some reason, it just annoys Starscream. The only flaw he has with his teleportation, he can only bring a maximum of fifteen bots at one time.

Acidstorm is a strange but useful mech, at least that's what Starscream thinks. The Rainmakers feel concerned and worried for him since he's been using up his energon for his abilities just to fight the Autobots, but he always says he's fine. Starscream finds his abilities the most effective since acid can y'know, ruin EVERYTHING, so sometimes he pushes him to use more of it, but he doesn't know it costs him Acid's own life source. The Rainmakers have arguments with Starscream to stop him from getting Acid to overuse his powers.

(I don't know too much about Ionstorm, so tell me if there's things I missed or need to fix because this is me basically making crap up!!) Ionstorm sometimes just goes with the flow, but speaks up when he needs to. He's more smiley and open when he's with his Rainmaker trine, but with others he just nods and listens to whoever's talking. His ability is similar to Thundercracker's, but he uses it more to power the Nemesis and other really generators or machines they have wherever they are. But when it comes to combat use, it's deadly. With just one shock, he can knock out fifteen to twenty bots.

[inuyashaluver]

pranks - leah williamson

leah williamson x reader

description: in which you love to prank your girlfriend

warnings: quite long and random honestly hehe, swearing

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if there was one thing to know about your girlfriend, leah williamson - it was that she didn’t like to be the butt of a joke. and if there was one thing to know about you, you loved to make her the butt of jokes - in the nicest way possible.

you were notorious for being a bit of a prankster, both on and off the pitch. whether it was just pranking your teammates or tricking the opposition on the pitch, the one word your girlfriend would use to describe you as was cheeky.

one thing about you is that you’re going to prank and scare your girlfriend. it’s your job to keep her on her toes. leah doesn’t agree, you give this girl a heart attack almost everyday but she can’t help but love you and honestly couldn’t hold a grudge.

leah drove you both to training one day, as soon as the car came to a stop, you gave her a sloppy kiss and ran out of the car into the training facility. you, leaving your girlfriend utterly confused at your sudden enthusiasm for training, considering how an hour prior to this, she had to drag you out of bed and had to dress you herself because you were unbothered.

if only leah knew what you had planned. you were hiding behind a bush with a scary mask on. ridiculous you knew, but something was so satisfying about seeing your big, strong girlfriend clutching her chest at none other than you.

everyone was in on your plan, finding it funny that you were still obsessed with your pranks - something that your national teammates knew from the youth camps.

leah was walking out to the pitch with keira and georgia, lightly chattering about random subjects. leah couldn’t find you anywhere, slightly upset that her training buddy was nowhere to be seen. as you heard their footsteps approaching, you leapt out in front of them.

leah jumps backwards, clutching her chest and struggling to breathe, dropping her water bottle in the process. she slouches over, head looking down at the floor with her hands on her knees.

“oh my god that scared the shit out of me” she exhales, meanwhile, you, georgia and keira were giggling like school children at your girlfriend’s hunched form.

she stands up straight with her hands on her hips looking down at you, mask still clad on your face.

“my baby girl,” she smiles scarily at you, “you have 5 seconds to start running”

“baby, no-” she was going to get you for this. her stern glare felt even through the mask

“baby, yes, 5-”

you start sprinting immediately, ripping the mask off in the process, you dart towards the pitch and see millie standing there talking to mary. you jump on her back,

“brighty! save me please” you breathe, watching leah stride over to you, stern face prominent on her features and hands behind her back.

“millie, drop her on the ground for me” leah smiles,

you wrap your arms tighter around the defender’s neck. shaking your head frantically.

“you’re kinda choking me, love” millie places a hand on your arm

“millie, she’s going to kill me, please!” you plead

“millie” leah tries again, “captain’s orders”

millie visibly tenses, dropping her hand from your arm.

“sorry, love” millie places you on the ground, you’ve never looked so small in your life - leah thinks.

you immediately start running again, leah quickly catching up to you and slamming you to the ground.

you’re on your back while leah straddles your waist.

“hey, I like this position” you wink at her, trying to diffuse the situation. leah can’t help but grin at your comment, she grabs both of your hands in one of hers and places them above your head, your breath hitches as she mischievously smirks at you. you were in for it.

she reveals the water bottle in her hand, holding it above your head.

“baby, no!” you plead, she mockingly pouts at you,

“baby girl, you know I don’t like to be the butt of jokes” she tutts, you try and give her your best puppy dog face, she almost gives in but knows she needs to stay strong. she squeezes the entire contents of her bottle onto your top half, completely drenching your shirt. you gasp as the cold water makes contact with your skin.

“you just had to have fucking ice water, didn’t you, williamson?” you glare at her,

“you just had to scare me, didn’t you, (y/l/n)?” she retorts, moving to give you a peck on your lips.

“our actions have consequences, beautiful”

you watch as she moves off your body, pulling you up on your feet with her.

she takes in your appearance, your shirt completely drenched and hair slightly damp from her water bomb. she lets out a small giggle and a wolf whistle as you rip the shirt from your body and throw it at her.

“very hot, baby. my cheeky girl,” she winks, you shake your head at her before running to the change room in need of another shirt.

leah had forgiven you, both of you returning to your lovie dovie state. hugging each other from behind, exchanging small kisses and whispering sweet nothings to each other. absolute bliss and you just have to disrupt the peace.

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you were lined up for training drills. leah in front of you in the line. the ball was lined up for her to kick, as she ran up to connect the ball with her foot, you from behind kicked it first, meaning she kicked nothing.

everyone bellows out in laughter, you were on the floor, laughing so hard, tears were brought to your eyes. leah, returning to her ‘hands on the hip captain’s stance’, she poked her cheek with her tongue. exhaling a small scoff as she watched you rolling on the floor laughing. she immediately moves on top of you, settling her entire weight on you, tickling your sides - prompting you to laugh even harder.

leah was smiling at you full of adoration as your laughter infiltrated her ears. one of her favourite sounds in the world. she got off you and pulled you up once again, this time pulling you into a headlock but places a sweet kiss on the crown of your head.

“you’re a little shit, you know that?”

“yeah, but you love me” you teased

“yeah, I do” she grins, “turning me soft I think, how on earth do I put up with you?” she lets go of you, but not without placing another sweet kiss on your lips. you smile up at her, lightly squeezing her bicep.

one day, you decided to show your girlfriend just how much she meant to you. being awfully spontaneous and deciding to get georgia to tattoo your wrist with a small ‘L. W’.

you enter your shared flat, finding leah lying on the couch watching mindless television. you flop down on top of her and she giggles.

“hey, baby, you alright?” she gently traces shapes on your back, under your (her) hoodie.

“hi” you muffle out in her neck. you move up to straddle her waist on the couch

“I have a little surprise for you” you smile down at her, she slightly moves up, balancing on her elbows while maintaining eye contact with you - looking for any trace of mischief.

“go on then” she nods her head at you in encouragement. you lift up the sleeve of the hoodie and she spots cling wrap around your wrist. she sits up fully this time, you slightly being moved down in the process. she had been trying to convince you to get tattoos ever since she got her own - every time you declined, as you felt you had nothing special to get tattooed on you (lie - you just wanted to surprise leah)

“you’re lying” she gasps, not even looking at what your tattoo was yet. still shocked you actually got a tattoo at all. you shake your head at her and she gently grabs your wrist in her hands, gasping when she saw her initials. tears began to brew in her eyes,

“if this is another one of your fucking pranks, so help me-”

“no, baby! it’s real!” you exclaim, tears forming in your own eyes. “I just wanted to show you a token of my appreciation for putting up with my bullshit”

“I’m a saint, aren’t I?” she lets out a wet laugh, tears rolling down her cheeks

“you really are”, you kiss her tears away, she pulls you into a searing kiss, you absentmindedly rub your thumb on her ‘lover’ tattoo, knowing it was dedicated to you.

“i love you” you grin at her,

“i love you too, my cheeky girl” she lightly pinches your cheek.

the next day, leah had a matching tattoo on her wrist, your initials plastered on her skin. sure you were a prankster, but god did you love each other

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just pretend it’s you - mwah x ily kei

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leahwilliamsonn: my cheeky girl, stop pissing me off, love you, thanks! @/yourname

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[impishjesters]

Comforting a Scared Child Reader

warning(s): Jax, Caine, and Bubble are warning enough... A/N: These turned into less of a direct comfort and more of a how they'd distract them... sorta... though to be fair it wasn't gonna be very detailed given I had to write everyone... I think if I re-did these properly I'd only do a couple of characters to elaborate on. I don't think Bubble was intended, but I included him because of chaos. Needless to say, I think most of them would kinda suck at comforting a scared child, but they'd definitely put on a strong front to try and comfort them. request: Please can you do some seperate prompts of each circus member and ai comforting a scared child reader?

Pomni

She’s not the ideal person to comfort someone but she knows what it’s like to be new and scared—plus when she finds out you’re only a child??

Pomni tries her best, she really does—it’s like seeing you scared and shaking gives her barely just enough courage to step up and comfort you.

She’s not one for touching but if you need a hug while she’s around she’ll likely give you one.

It doesn’t take a genius to know she’s about as shakey and anxious as a chihuahua, but she tries her hardest to come off as calm and normal for your sake.

Pomni gives off anxious first-time big sister vibes.

Jax

Also not an ideal person when it comes to comfort, but he can only imagine how terrified you are right now.

The others are adults and can handle his bullshit, you however are a child and he’s not about to bully a child. As tempting and funny as the thought is.

Jax uses his jokes—on a less insulting, more child-friendly level—to try and calm you down. When he gets you calmed down and the two of you start to get buddy-buddy? Oh, it’s over for those suckers.

It takes the whole gang to try and prevent Jax from turning you into a mini Jax, though he does let you tag along for the more minor kid-friendly jokes and shenanigans.

"Who the fuck leaves a child unsupervised to put on some weird sketchy headset??"

Jax gives off the cool, prankster big brother vibes.

Gangle

She’s just barely holding it together on a good day, but the moment a child shows up scared and crying? Big sister mode activated.

Gangle’s the type to try and calm you down with stuffed animals or art depending on just how young you are. She’s got all sorts of craft stuff and a collection of stuffed animals, she even lets you pick one out to keep for yourself.

While in big sister mode, she’s a little more protective and worrying, trying to keep you from getting hurt by Caine’s little games or away from Jax’s nasty behaviour.

Unlike Pomni, Gangle likes hugs and is always willing to hug you or hold you if you start to miss home or your parents.

Gangle gives off the protective big sister vibes.

Kinger

Surprisingly, Kinger is the best out of all of them when it comes to taking care of a kid. He’s the quickest to get you to stop crying and the quickest to distract you from those scary thoughts. He’s also the first one to ask for your permission before picking you up with ease.

Out of all of them, he’s the one who watches after you the most—sure it’s a joint effort in babysitting you but he’s the one who watches after you the most.

If you’re particularly young he’ll probably carry you around or hold your hand—even if you could technically walk away with his hand, at least he knows where you are.

Similarly to Gangle, he’ll find something you like and either play with you or talk to you about it. God, if you also have an interest in insects like this man then he’ll tell you all sorts of useless facts and stories, all the gross picture books.

Kinger gives off warm, golden retriever dad energy.

Zooble

Not surprising Zooble isn’t great with kids, and not great with touch either. It’s not they can’t carry you but they’ve only really got one good arm to carry you with and it’s just…awkward for them.

That said if they see you fidgeting or picking at some part of yourself in an anxious-like fashion they’ll offer up their left arm for you to fiddle with. It’s a little more sensor-friendly to fiddle with if you exclude the pointy claw bits, they make sure you don’t hurt yourself. It’s not the most pleasant feeling having their limb messed with, so it doesn’t happen too often.

Zooble doesn’t really do much with you, but if you find yourself wanting to sit with them instead of play with the others they won’t protest. On occasion, they might play with you, or read you a book or whatever as long as it doesn’t involve them doing much.

Zooble gives off relaxed, lazy big sibling energy.

Ragatha

Similar to Gangle she gets her shit together when a child shows up, her chipper optimistic shtick comes in handy when it comes to comfort. She hasn’t had to deal with a child in a really long time though—were they always so…loud?

Ragatha’s the second one who watches after you the most, if she had it her way you’d never be around Jax, he’s a bad influence. But if you like playing with him then the most she can do is stay close by and make sure he doesn’t do or say anything badly. (Man’s gonna give her a heart attack)

Similar to Kinger and Gangle, she’ll play with you and let you join in with Caine’s less dangerous games. She’s nervous to play hide and seek with you but if you really wanna play she’ll set an area limit so that you don’t accidentally get hurt.

Ragatha gives off frantic first-time mother energy.

Caine

Doesn’t know the first fuckin thing about children, well he does but he’s never actually interacted with one.

Thank heaven for the censorship, he doesn’t want that foul language anywhere near your young little ears.

Caine’s the worst person to be left alone with you, not that he’ll be bad to you no, he just won’t understand that while he’s trying to keep you entertained and happy it’s probably a huge safety risk. If the shit the adults experience is dangerous god only knows what he might subject you to by accident.

Despite everything, Caine is actually pretty good at getting you to stop crying. It helps when he can quite literally snap his fingers and poof a random toy you might like or something else he thinks is cool.

Caine gives off crazy Uncle vibes that you only get to see during big family get-togethers because he has a habit of causing trouble on accident.

Bubble

For the love of all that is holy. Do. Not. Leave. The. Child. With. Bubble.

I take back what I said about Caine being the worst to leave you with, Bubble is the worst. Well, they both are but still.

While entertaining (and disturbing) to watch Bubble do stupid stuff, everyone will tell you not to do what he does—or say what he does, in fact just pretend he doesn’t exist. He’s a bad role model.

NO. STOP. DON’T EAT THE SOAP. I DON’T CARE THAT HE SAID IT WAS TASTY. HE CAN’T TASTE. YOUR GONNA TAKE THE WORD OF A LITERAL TALKING BUBBLE?

Bubble is that dumb dog that eats its own vomit because it can, that’s his vibe. Don’t be a Bubble.

[fremulon]

Legible screenshot of the article Aziraphale is reading!

Transcript under cut:

Headline: Everyday It's a gettin' closer

A strange phenomenon has got the locals of The Resurrectionist pub in Edinburgh scratching their heads and tapping their feet. For no matter what song they put on the pub's jukebox, it will only play one tune: Buddy Holly's Everyday. Proprietor Mr Tulloch is at a loss to explain it.

"I took over The Resurrectionist over twenty years ago and the jukebox was installed by the previous landlord, and it has never given us a moment's trouble until recently. My regulars noticed that all the records seem to have been changed into this Buddy Holly song! I'm quite partial to a bit of Buddy Holly myself but everyone in the pub is getting a bit scunnered of it, to be honest with you."

Asked what he thinks could possibly be behind the phenomenon, Mr Tulloch is completely stumped. "Of course, I naturally assumed this was a prankster at work but I've taken to sitting up all night and watching over the [illegible] whenever I put new singles [illegible] honestly swear that no-one [illegible] 'Everyday.' I've had the engineer out umpteen times, but he says that it's never been tampered with and can't explain it either. It's cost me a fortune in visits.

News of the strange occurrence is beginning to spread and Mr Tulloch admits that people are starting to turn up at the pub to check it out for themselves. "I was worried at first that people [illegible] There is only so much of one song..."

[strawdool]

My designs for lamb, narinder and my followers!!

if you wanna hear me yap about my followers i'll put it below.

So basically they are mostly the disciples i based it more on my gameplay

So Yarnaon, she is the oldest of all the cult and the disciples, in my gameplay she is my first wife but on my lore she is the most responsable out of everyone, being there the longest gave her a sense of wisdom and mostly helps taking care of the cult when Lamb is crusading. She is serious, hard working and doesnt have much like for chaos or havoc like the others.

Then there's Nono, MY PRECIOUS NONO she is the first born of the cult and on my lore (idk if call it an au im still seeing what to do) she is kinda of a daughter to Lamb, mostly being raised by them after a plague killed her parents. She is very sweet, out going and extremely loyal to her Leader. She has a bunch of scars on her bc of her crusades with Lamb. She loves fighting and adventuring and wont tolerate any bad mouthing of the leader.

And Merarno… he is something he is prankster, chaotic and mostly a troublemaker. A lot of the cultist dont understand how is it possible that he is still on the cult or hasnt been sacrificed yet. Welp, its because Lamb likes that about Merarno nothing its the same with him, there's always a new way they find to sneak up trouble under the Lamb's nose and after all these years running the cult sometimes its the same thing over and over again. That's why they gave him a immortality necklace but they havent made him his disciple, why? because they know that he will try to take advantage of his power. And for the cultist to not get mad of the favouritism towards Merarno they gave him the worst job which is cleaning poop or messes on the cult.

And Finally, Nollie, they are quiet, curious and always open to know more, one of the new disciples and someone born in the cult. They are mostly friends with Nono and often will work on the kitchen if they arent helping Yerarno around.

And ofc we have fucking Narinder, we all love him for me, the characterization of him its mostly yknow, an asshole still pissed fro lossing his powers but slowly warming up working on the cult, he would often work on the farms and alone mostly because almost nobody on the cult likes him. the few people that put up with his bullshit its Nono (because she wont be taking anyone's shit) and Merarno (drinking buddies). i tried to give him other clothes bc ngl i wont be giving him a long ass robe if he is working his ass off he kept part of his old tunic as a reminder of what he once was.

[riacte]

Alright I love love love Skizz but why did people for FALSE & Skizz instead of False & H???? What???

It is because False gets overlooked even in a False centric poll. This is a pattern. Also sorry for using your ask as a vent post lol.

I love Skizz and his energy, I think he's awesome with people, he is certainly good at the whole "duo thing" buuuut this is not a Skizz duo poll. Or even a Hermitcraft duo poll. It is a False duo poll. I think people voted for Skizz because of Skizz, not False, or even Skizz-False. Like yeah it was funny when Skizz held False hostage in the charity event. But are people voting for moments like that or do they just like Skizz in general?

This was also what I was trying to see with the False MCC poll— 17 is of course iconic as a whole, and especially for Grian, and I would definitely rank it very high in a Hermit MCC poll (possibly right behind Blue9, sorry Orange10). But False had better performances in 29 and 10, and 9 had better chemistry than 17 because she didn't really get spoken over in 9. Or 10 and 29. (Whereas in 17 it was a Thing enough for Pete to mention it afterwards apparently.) 17 has cool False moments of course— SG the one I remember the most— but people don't really bring that up. So did people vote for 17 in a False centric poll because they liked False's performance in 17 and overall team chemistry (things related to and influenced by False) or because they like 17 in general?

It is not that deep but also seeing False's diminishing relevance in the mainstream HC fandom over the years is kinda... disappointing. Someone who's never watched a hermit on MCCReddit will mention False Supremacy. HBomb's chat loves False. Like I don't even know what happened?? False has been posting regularly, always have, she does her builds and collabs and pranks and infrastructure, she won the first event of the season, outsiders love her, and...? Like don't we love our slay cool #girlboss queen of hearts? Or does she need a different fanon archetype now? The mischievous prankster? The silly wet cat? The healer type who loves animals and gives them stupid names? The competitive warrior? Would you still love me when I'm no longer the designated girlboss of the group or whatever

Like ok yeah this is me being bitchy and a gatekeeper and False isn't even the most underrated hermit and she gets her share of love in fanart and stuff but yeah I've noticed the decline. You've got Redditors mentioning Empires people in the crossover in response to someone asking about Empires but not mentioning one hermit who was actually also in Empires. You've got people talking about "Hermitgals" but they replace False and Stress with Lizzie. You've got the fallout of Demise 2. You've got Redditors talking about Rendoc in relation to Ren like his only relevance is being Doc's friend/collab buddy when False exists and she's his favourite hermit. And you've got the False duo poll. Won't even go into the view counts/ sub counts because that's depressing for what feels like at least a third of the hermits (Cubfan you deserve way more). Doesn't feel good.

Back in 2020/21 she got shat on and her achievements ignored by some DSMP fans and now the same thing is happening but it's worse because it's from some HC fans. The call is coming from inside the house. And once again False isn't even the most overlooked hermit. For example Iskall STILL gets horrific hate comments about how he doesn't "deserve" to be a hermit because he plays VH more.

Hermitcraft is popular. I wish the other third of it is more popular.

[lex-n-weegie]

💖 and 🏳️‍🌈 for the f/o asked for any <3 (‐ @hand-in-fictional-hand-selfships )

😈🖤😇: We'll handle this one!

💖 - What’s one really cute/cool thing that (Y/N) does?

😈: Amber might seem all girly and uptight, but she's an AMAZING prankster! She just how to trick people, just be being sweet and nice!!

🖤: Oh gosh, that's kind of hard to answer. I really like her dress, she always looks beautiful in that. I love her freckles as well.

😇: She's very good with the flute! She can play the most heavenly melodies. It goes well with my singing!

🏳️‍🌈 (for pride month- for lgbt+ selfshippers.) - How did they come out to you?

(for this, we'll just stick to Demigirl and demi aroace)

😈: Pranked me actually! Set up a pie for me to steal that exploded with confetti and a note that read it! I still don't fully understand the demigirl thing, but I totally get the aroace part! All that romance and love stuff is blegh! No thank you! Uh, point is that she's still my friend and she's still cool!!

🖤: Told me one day while we were having a picnic. I didn't mind, I'm pan myself. No matter who they were, I'd love them regardless. It makes sense too, she brushed off my flirts for a while when we first met. I should have figured.

😇: Oh, she told me while we were making cupcakes. Apparently I was the last to know, since she was worried most about how I'd feel. It doesn't matter who and what she is, or who and what she loves, they'll always be loved and cared for by me. She's my BFF, that forever means something!

[flora-kitten]

Agere Petname / Title ideas

For tinies:

baby (girl/boy), sweetheart, love, flower, petal, sunshine, moonbeam, angel, darling, prankster, princess / prince / princette, little royal, buddy, sapling, my dawn, sweet (girl/boy), padawan, sweetness, doll

For pets:

bun / bunny, kitty / kitten, pup / puppy, lamb, cub, kit, dove, baby bat, fawn, bambi, fledgling, birdie, mini moth, buggie, baby bug, hopper, little leap frog, teddy bear

Food inspired:

cupcake, berry, gumdrop, honey, cookie, sugar, sweetie pie, sushi roll tootsie, bean, sweet pea, peanut, tater tot, pumpkin

For fem carers:

mama, mami, nana, m(o/u)mmy, m(o/u)mma, ma, miss, auntie, tia, amma, granny, grammy, mimi, didi, big sis, sissy

For masc carers:

papa, dada, daddy, abba, pa, pop, sir, mister, uncle, tito, zio, grampy, big bro

For gender neutral carers:

baba, zaza, bubba, nonny, captain, care bear, bubbie / bubby, big sib

Non english

mi corazón - my heart in spanish

mio tesoro - my treasure in italian

bambino - baby in italian

mon cœur - my heart in french

fleur - flower in french

ange - angel in french

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

random, stupid idea you can ignore, but what is the reader was like, a kitsune or something? like their world didn't have abilities, but they had yokai or something? you can ignore this if it's to complicated or you have to much work already!!

Kitsune! Reader

Self-Aware! BSD Character x GN! Kitsune! Reader

Description: For some reason, you were always wearing a fox costume, while reading BSD. At least, BSD character were sure, that it's a costume.

Warning: OOC. Mentions of alcohol. I add eight links in the A/N, if you want to learn more about mentioned youkai or see, how BSD characters looked like in costumes. English is my second language.

You were having a time of your life. You had a plate of fried tofu, some good sake and new volume of BSD manga. You feet like a happy kitsune.

With your tails and ears visible, you were reading manga. Suddenly, you noticed, that your phone started to glow.

Two things happened.

First, a bunch of people appeared in your living room.

Second, you, for the first time in centuries, lost control and turned into a fox.

For one moment everything was fine. Then, you tried to set the intruders on fire. Perhaps, they were your fellow kitsunes, who decide to prank you.

Well, you didnt like it in one bit.

Time to teach them a lesson.

________

🐾 Okay, when they see you for the first time, they thought that you were wearing a costume. Like... You have fox ears and nine tails... You have to be wearing a costume.

🐾 But, when you transformed into a nine-tailed fox, because they startled you, when they appeared in your world, they realized, that you are, indeed, not a human. Especially, after you, an angry nine-tailed fox, tried to set them on fire.

🐾 After some explanations, fried tofu (thanks, Kyouka) and sake (thanks, Kaji) you calmed down and turned back into your half-fox half-human form.

🐾 And then, the time for an explanation from you arrived.

🐾 You told them, that your world has youkai, that were living near humans for thousands of years.

🐾 While youkai were hiding their existence from humans a secret, it doesn't mean, that youkais were hiding from humans.

🐾 With some cautious behaviour and with help from each other, youkais were secretly living among humans.

🐾 You quickly noticed, that BSD Cast looked guilty. They thought, that you will be uncomfortable with them knowing your secret. You assured them, that you are actually happy. You liked humans and were glad to have human friends who will accept you as a kitsune.

🐾 You bond with BSD Cast really quickly.

🐾 You, Dazai and Gogol formed a prankster group. You three became a worse nightmare for Kunikida, and, from time to time, for Dostoevsky.

🐾 You and Kyouka often eat tofu together.

🐾 You, Dazai, Fukuzawa, Verlaine, Rimbaud, Fukuchi, Kaji, Yosano, Oda, Ango and Taneda became drinking buddies.

🐾 Kenji want to meet other youkais. He talks with every animal he can find.

🐾 You nap on Kenji's lap in your fox form from time to time.

🐾 After characters get their costumes from the app (their costumes from their cards), you had a photoshoot.

🐾 Now, you have a photo with Yamawaro! Kenji, Diviners! Fukuzawa, Atsushi, Junchirou, Naomi, Kunikida, Mori, Elise and Higuchi, Tengu! Dazai, Kitsune! Kyouka, Chokeshin!Yosano, Jorogumo! Kouyou, Shutendoji! Chuuya and Inugami! Akutagawa.

🐾 You had a feeling, that this year Halloween will be awesome. The neighborhood will be 'terrorized' by a group of youkai.

🐾 You have a feeling, that your life will never be boring again.

🐾 All thanks to your human friends.

🐾 You were a one lucky fox. You were friends with so many humans. And BSD cast were so happy to be your friends.

______

A/N.

Youkai.

Yamawaro - https://yokai.com/yamawaro/

Shutendōji - https://yokai.com/shutendouji/

Jorōgumo - https://yokai.com/jorougumo/

Inugami - https://yokai.com/inugami/

Kitsune - https://yokai.com/kitsune/

Tengu - https://yokai.fandom.com/wiki/Tengu

Chokeshin - yokai that were human and became butterflies after they died.

How characters looked like.

ADA - https://bsdmayoi.fandom.com/wiki/Detective_Agency_Ghost_Stories%EF%BD%9EThe_Second_Night%EF%BD%9E/Jun_2023_(JP)

PM - https://bsdmayoi.fandom.com/wiki/Port_Mafia_Ghost_Stories/Feb_2023_(EN)

[the-pobble-terrarium]

YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, I WROTE A JOHN DORY ANGST FIC

Listen. I'm insane

You Don't Know What You Have, Until It's Gone

Summary: John Dory returns to the troll tree, ready to greet his brothers with open arms, but instead finds himself alone in a desolate place full of memories. He can't help but feel something's off.

[AO3 Version]

"No no no NO NO COME ON!"

John Dory flipped over the dining room table, hastily filing through cabinets and sifting through old boxes. He was looking for a sign, a clue, ANYTHING. It had only been a few months. Okay, a few years but surely at least one of them had stayed behind to take care of the two, right? Or did they leave it up to their 'big bro' to be chained to the nest, never allowed to open his wings and fly.

The mere thought sent JD into a furious state that pooled in his hands and left a hole in the wall. This wasn't fair. This wasn't RIGHT. Everything about this situation made him feel sick.

He had returned fully expecting the troll tree to still be alive and well. Sure, nobody would be as bright as normal- Trollstice always left the village in a state of gloom for a week or two- but instead of bright cheery trolls who forced a smile through the horrors they witness every year, he found... a ghost town. It was like walking straight into a nightmare. The ground below had been upturnt violently, holes left in the wake of whatever desperate attempt the bergens had made to capture every last troll they could. Various pods lay on the ground, walls caved and furniture destroyed, every critter that would normally fill the area with life was nowhere to be seen, and it was... terribly quiet. Like whatever happened here killed the life of everything around it. The color had been sucked out of this place and it left a sour taste in JD's mouth and a sense of dread in his chest.

What happened?

Where was everyone?

Finding his way to his room, he caved for a moment, letting out a heavy sigh and leaning his head into the mattress of the top bunk. This was Clay's bed. He had always insisted on JD being his bunk buddy. He chalked it up to "keeping the bed from toppling over in case the pod swings," but JD knew Clay had a soft spot for him. Back then they were the pranksters of the house, leaving hilarious but cruel jokes for their fellow siblings to burden. It would always be quiet giggling into full blown laughter as some poor soul would come across what they had set up, and then the sign to book it out of there: "GRANDMA!"

Grandma...

With some intense resolve, he hauled himself back up and continued his search. There was no point taking comfort in memories long gone and there had to be something- for as cruel as the bergens are they're too stupid to successfully capture an entire village of trolls.

...

Right?

No, right. The bergens are idiots they couldn't be that smart. But then... where was everybody? Why was the ground so carelessly upturnt? Why hadn't anything in the entire village responded to his call? That sickening churning came back as his mind wandered further to answer his incessant questions, and he quickly picked up his pace. John wasn't stupid, just headstrong.

As he continued his search he found yet another memorabilia, one of Spruce's weights. When Spruce was around twelve, he became a bit obsessed with being strong. Finding it cute, John leaned into it, acting like his coach. Spruce had been ecstatic to have someone help him become "strong like the guys in the comic books!" but over time he lost his interest in the goal. After that, though, it had become a part of their brand, and Spruce had always made it a habit to eat healthy and work out- although he didn't really... enjoy.. it. No, let's be honest here, it was never Spruce's habit- it was the one John gave him. It was for the good of the band, sure, but he really did push Spruce to his limits hadn't he... maybe if he hadn't been so tough on them...

He placed the weight down and quickly left the room. He wasn't having that conversation with himself He turnt into Floyd and B's room, cringing at the sight of disarray it was in. B's crib was toppled over, his toys scattered across the ground, flowers that once bloomed here were wilted and shriveled, and a blanket meant for Floyd's bed laid draped over his vanity. Something about this room made JD... pause. It was almost somber to see it so empty, as if his brothers had just been... plucked out of a scene and everything had been left to rot. That idea sent a chill through his spine, and he promptly willed himself to forget it.

Instead he grabbed the blanket from the vanity, and admired it softly. It made him recall a memory of Floyd when they were younger. He had heard about blanket forts from some kids in his class, and insisted JD would help make him one since he was 'the oldest which meant he was the smartest.' They used some chairs and blankets to set up the roof, and pillows for the ground and sides. John had to squeeze himself small to fit inside, but it was rather cozy, and he ended up falling asleep with Floyd in their little makeshift fort.

...He missed when Floyd used to look up to him like that. Like someone he was proud of.

Instead, he looked ashamed of him the day they broke up. He'd never admit it out loud, but it hurt to leave his brothers behind. He had always meant to come back sooner but... things got away from him. It was too much. He gently placed the blanket on Floyd's old bed, smoothing out the wrinkles, then made his way to the toys. He came here with high hopes and a confident air about himself, but now he couldn't help feeling... upset, defeated. This place had brought up too many old memories for him, too many reminders of what he and his brothers used to have, and it was quickly breaking him down.

After putting all the scattered toys back, he moved to tip B's crib back into place. Looking down into the soft bedding, he didn't remember when he used to sleep here, but he was always the one tending to the rest of his brothers when they did. JD certainly wasn't a guy who enjoyed taking care of babies; they were loud, obnoxious, disgusting little molds of nature- but each one was his brother, and that was a kind of love that trumps any amount of negative qualities one can have. When Branch was born, he was getting awfully tired of the care routine but Floyd had taken quite well to caring for B, and JD was glad to finally have a break. Though, on quiet nights when B would wake up in a fit sometimes... JD would find himself caring for that little mess of blue, all swaddled in his blankets. With a bottle in one hand, and Branch in the other, he'd sit in the kitchen listening to the crickets outside and humming a lullaby for Bitty B.

It was just B and him.

And life was good.

He could feel his knees growing weak, his eyes burning. The reality he was trying to ignore was settling into place with this final memory, and he fell to the ground with a choked sob, pressing his head against the bars of the crib. Branch and Grandma were almost certainly gone. No house is left this destroyed without cause, and they likely weren't outliers in the bergen's last, greediest attack. If his brothers did stay after he left, they were dead too. The bergens had taken his entire family. They had taken his baby brother. And he wasn't there to save them. Any of them. He wasn't there to do the one thing all big brothers are supposed to do.

Protect their family.

And now he could never take any of it back.

Authors Note: Hope this hurts you all so so bad, we don't get enough JD angst methinks. I mean imagine coming back to you're entire town and finding it COMPLETELY EMPTY. No friends. No family. Just you and the sound of howling wind. That's going to fuck you up BAD.

[pupsmailbox]

CLOWN︰JESTER ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　ace. anticette. apple. arcade. aster. astucieux. astuto. astuzia. august. balloonette. bandit. battutista. bennett. bingo. birthdae. blossom. bob. bobbie. bobby. boink. bon. bonnie. bozo. buddy. buttercup. button. buzz. calypso. carnival. casper. circus. circusse. cirque. clerihew. clown. clownesse. clownette. comet. comic. commedia. confetti. cory. cosmo. crayon. dainty. daisie. daisy. dash. dewey. dex. dexter. ditzie. ditzy. dizzy. doll. dolos. doodle. dot. dottie. emery. emil. espie. finn. fizz. flynn. fool. foolette. frills. giggles. giullare. glitter. gracie. gwen. harlequin. harlette. harley. imp. jaspers. jesse. jessie. jest. jester. jesteresse. jesterette. jesterlita. jestesse. jestette. jett. jill. jingle. jinx. joker. jokesse. jokesy. jokette. jolly. joy. joyce juice. jupiter. ken. kip. kipper. kite. kizzy. lala. lolli. lulu. madeline. maeve. marionette. marjorie. maverick. merry. milo. mimi. nifty. pagliaccio. paint. pantin. parade. patches. pendolo. pierre. pierro. pierrot. pigeon. piper. polka-dot. polka. polkadot. poppy. puzzle. quin. quinn. quinny. raspberry. ribbon. ribbonne. riley. rio. rocket. rogue. ruffle. sally. scooter. scout. scribble. sekai. sketch. skippy. skittle. snicker. soda. spade. spark. sparks. sprinkle. squeak. squiggle. stitch. stitches. streamer. sunbeam. sunny. sunray. taffy. tally. terach. tessa. tetris. titter. toby. tommy. triboulet. tricheur. trick. trickesse. trickette. trix. trixie. tryck. tryx.. tune. twinkle. twirl. wendy. whimsy. yippie. zane. zang. zany. ziggy.

PRONOUNS ⌇　!!!/!!!. !!t/!!t. !?/!?. . :3/:3. :3c/:3c. :p/:p. >:3/>:3. >:3c/>:3c. aah/aah. an/antic. animal/cracker. balloon/balloon. bard/bard. be/bell. blast/blast. bo/bounce. boing/boing. boop/boop. bri/bright. bright/bright. card/card. chi/chime. circus/circuse. clown/clow. clown/clown. co/color. co/colorful. co/comedy. co/comical. colo(u)r/colo(u)r. color/color. comic/comic. comic/comical. costume/costume. dot/dot. egg/egg. ent/entertain. fo/fool. fool/fool. fu/fun. fun/fun. giggle/giggle. h!!/h!!m. ha/ha. harley/harlequin. he/hem. honk/honk. hu/humor. h☆/h☆m. h⭐/h⭐m. ip/ip. jest/jest. jester/jester. ji/jingle. jingle/jangle. jinx/jinxe. jo/joke. jo/joker. jo/jokester. jo/joy. joke/joke. joke/joker. joke/jokester. jol/jolly. juggle/juggle. jump/jump. ki/kit. kit/kit. la/laugh. la/laughter. laugh/laugh. light/light. mi/mime. mim/mime. mis/mischief. mrrp/mrrp. party/party. pattern/pattern. paw/paw. perform/perform. perform/performer. pip/pip. pla/play. pla/playful. play/play. pom/pom. pop/pop. pos/posse. prank/prank. prank/prankster. pun/pun. pup/pup. quip/quip. rainbow/rainbow. ruse/ruse. sh!!/h!!r. shine/shine. sho/show. sh☆/h☆r. sh⭐/h⭐r. si/silly. silly/silly. smile/smile. sparkle/sparkle. splat/splat. squee/squee. star/star. suit/suit. ted/teddy. th!!y/th!!m. th☆y/th☆m. th⭐y/th⭐m. topsy/turvy. trick/trick. trick/trickster. vex/vexe. wah/waah. wi/witty. wit/wit. wonder/wonder. yip/yip. yip/yippee. zi/zir. ☀️ . ⚘️ . ✨ . ❗ . 🃏 . 🌈 . 🌻 . 🍌 . 🍭 . 🎁 . 🎂 . 🎆 . 🎈 . 🎉 . 🎊 . 🎠 . 🎡 . 🎢 . 🎪 . 🎭 . 🎵 . 🎶 . 🐾 . 💡 . 💦 . 💫 . 📯 . 🔊 . 🔔 . 🖍 . 🖍️ . 🗯 . 😜 . 🤡 . 🥳 . 🧁 . 🧨.

[samuelsdean]

On Almost Kisses & Bruised Foreheads

pairing: spencer reid x reader

summary: “what’s going on?” the blonde woman asked slyly. “penelope just sent a group text saying you and spence tried to make out and failed so now you both have matching bruises.”

genre: fluff

word count: 1.4k

author's notes: i'm back to original programming (writing for spencer). i laughed a lot writing this. i hope you do too while reading this one. enjoy!

YOU’D LIKE TO THINK THAT YOU ARE A MATURE AND RESPONSIBLE PERSON. You’d like to think that you are mature enough to not worry about a little blemish—a bruise, if we’re being honest. You work for the FBI for Pete’s sake! So, ending up with a giant bruise on your forehead was something you already anticipated. But getting a bruise due to the most embarrassing reason is something you never thought you’d experience. You’ve been on the receiving end of a couple of injuries after scuffles with unsubs. Of course, you weren’t new to scratches. But this? A massive purple splotch on your forehead caused by a drunken mistake takes the cake. Your coworkers would have a field day on this one once they find out why.

You were taking your sweet time walking out of the elevator when you heard a dramatic gasp from none other than your most gossipy coworker, Penelope Garcia. You love the woman. You do! She’s one of your best friends in the world. You just wished she wasn’t so curious and chatty. You don’t want everyone in the office to know your business and the lore behind your bruised forehead.

“My beautiful baby angel!” Garcia shrieked. “What happened to your forehead? Whose life am I going to ruin for hurting your pretty face? I can just look up their digital footprint and have it sen—“

“I’m fine, Pen,” You laughed. Penelope may be a big gossip but she’s the most thoughtful and caring person ever, right after another colleague of yours.  “It’s nothing. My phone fell on my face after I had to turn off my alarm while half asleep.”

“You sure?” Your friend clarified. “Because I can ruin their life truly. I’m not even kidding right now.”

“I know that,” You smiled endearingly at your sweet friend. “And I love you for that.”

You hugged Penelope and kissed her cheek as she started mumbling about how you were protecting the person who hurt you, vowing to know who it was. Oh, you were protecting someone, just not who Penelope expected it to be. And the injury was not because of you snoozing your alarm half-asleep.

Technical analyst down, five profilers to go.

You wish it’d be that easy to fool them.

“What’s going on here?”

Both of you turned and faced none other than the biggest jokester on the team, Derek Morgan. You think fooling Penelope was hard? Try fooling Morgan. As much of a prankster he is, he’s one of the greatest profilers you’ve worked with. Don’t let his well-built body fool you because he isn’t just a typical jock. Derek’s mind was as sharp as a steel trap.

“Nothing,” You retorted, trying to prevent Derek from seeing your forehead. “What? I can’t hug my favorite member of the team now?”

“Hey!” Derek exclaimed. “I thought I was your favorite member of the team. You know, when I bought you your coffee last week?”

“It’s expired. Sorry, buddy.” You huffed sassily, patting Derek’s shoulder, absolutely eager to leave the man behind with Penelope when he easily grabbed your arm before you could escape. “Buy me another cup of coffee and we can talk about it.”

“Did someone hurt you?” Derek interrogated, his jaw hardening as he saw the shiner you were sporting. “Who did this to you? I swear to Go—”

Before you could reply and “explain” the bump you had, Emily came bounding into your little group circle, laughing about some boo-boo Spencer was parading around. She failed to observe the serious atmosphere between you, Derek, and Penelope as she went on and on about the purple splotch on Spencer’s face until she noticed the lack of response from all three of you. 

“Did you guys even hear what I just said?” Emily probed, giggling as she tried to share Spencer’s unfortunate tale. “Reid has a shiner on his forehead the size of Texas.”

You stared at your shoes pointedly, scratching the side of your forehead where the bruise was, avoiding everyone’s stare before they could put two and two together.

“What’s up with you?” 

At this point, you were sweating buckets, hoping Emily wouldn’t notice the welt on your temple, which may or may not match the one on Spencer’s forehead. You slowly backed away to avoid the three people in front of you when you bumped into someone. Turning, you saw none other than the one person you hoped not to bump into today out of all days because then, the whole team would know what was going on.

“H-hey Spence!” You cheerfully greeted, pretending everything was normal. Pretending that having a bruise that mirrored the other person’s bruise was normal for coworkers like you. “Everything okay?”

You were about to continue rambling to deflect the questions both you and Spencer were about to get bombarded with when all three of your teammates started gasping dramatically. A chorus of  “Oh my god!”,  “No way!”, and “My man” coming out of their mouths.

You facepalmed and grunted when you accidentally hit your temple as Spencer frowned, not registering the reactions you were getting from your other coworkers. “Are you okay? Did you put an ice pack on your bruise for ten to twenty minutes? You must ice an injury during the first twenty-four to forty-eight hours as it eases the inflammation.”

“I’m fine,” You assured Spencer to prevent him from rambling on and on. He tends to do that when he’s worried. It’s endearing but right now? You didn’t need him to divulge any more details that could help the others construct the whole picture together. “I did everything you told me to last night.”

“Last night?!” Penelope screeched behind you. “Weren’t we all together last night? We were at O’Keefe’s and then—Oh! Boy Wonder took you home after one too many drinks. Oh my god! Are you guys dating? Did you have se—” 

Emily placed a palm on Penelope’s face and muffled her screeching before she could cause a scandal on the entire floor while Derek was laughing uncontrollably now, slapping his thigh like what Penelope just said was the funniest thing in the world. 

“My man,” Morgan whistled, smirking at Spencer who still looked confused as ever. You were full-on scowling right now, willing the earth to swallow you whole, or maybe the three members of the team who were nagging you and Spencer  “I didn’t know you had it in you to spend a late night with anyone else other than your books.”

“Shut up!” You cried while Spencer sputtered.

“W-what? N-no!” The brunette interjected, blushing like crazy now. “I didn’t spend the night at her house,” He pointed at you. “We didn’t do anything! We just, you know, almost kissed. That’s all.” Spencer muttered as he scratched the back of his neck.

“Is that why you both have that huge welt on your foreheads?” Emily wheezed. “ You didn’t even get to kiss. You just banged your foreheads together and called it a day. Oh my god! Wait till Rossi hears this one.”

“Emily!” You shrieked. “Get back here!”

As you tried to chase after the woman who was off like a jet, Penelope and Derek were snickering like little kids trying to text JJ, your other teammate, who hadn’t arrived yet. 

“Are you okay?”

You turned to see JJ who had just arrived looking confused as to why both you and Spencer were red in the face, you in indignation, and Spencer in embarrassment. 

“What’s going on?” The blonde woman asked slyly. “Penelope just sent a group text saying you and Spence tried to make out and failed so now you both have matching bruises.”

“Not you too!” You groaned as JJ cackled, pulling Garcia and Derek away from you and Spencer.

“I’m sorry,” Spencer broke the silence once both of you were alone. “If I didn’t head butt you, we wouldn’t be sporting these massive bruises.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “For what it’s worth, at least we’re matching. Who else gets to say that?”

Spencer smiled softly and stared at your lips. It seemed time stood still, and you wanted nothing more than to have a repeat of last night—a much better version of last night, of course. You were slowly moving towards each other when you heard someone tittering. 

“Oh my god! The kids are about to kiss.”

“Wait a minute, Spence” You held the brunette’s shoulders, stepped back, and turned to your side. Your four other teammates were now giggling like kids in the schoolyard. “Get out!”

They all scrambled right after guffawing.

Maybe maturity was something the FBI should add to their requirements when hiring new agents. The BAU was full of juvenile delinquents.