#simply I love themmmm

[brown-little-robin]

for the "which moot am I" post: Hyperfixated. 100%. I don't understand your Go show, but I respect it and am smiling at your enthusiasm.

aww thanks!! <333 :D

I'm so grateful that you enjoy my enthusiasm-posting :}

[boygirlctommy]

i madeeee sillay new characters and i love them

[disastersteps]

thinking about how in a timeline or some universes, if anita's ortega was ricardo instead of julia, anita genuinely viewed him as a ex-best friend AND a former brother figure (who they still cares about)

that the difference is that anita is a little more asshole-y and less soft with ricardo wheezes and get more softer with argent, of all people. ric going "what???????" @ anita like "HUH??? HER??? ik youre lesbian, i THOUGHT you like soft girls??" (hes. not wrong.)

also in that case, anita would support chen in trying to win ric's heart-

(and yes if it was twinega au, techincally ric would be anita's brother in law if they marry julia skfjaslkfjha)

[bunji-enthusiast]

Heya again!! <333 as per tradition, before I put an order, I want to say ty for feeding the PP fandom and I hope you're doing well <333 may whatever you're planning to write, original or fandom, be successful!

May I order a blast in the past, where the Hour of Joy hasn't started, Caretaker! Reader is yet again an employee at Playtime Co. and they happened to find out about the rejected isle and they were overwhelmed by the sheer cuteness and charm of the toys, they do kinda get why some of them were rejected but thought mostly they were fine.

For the sake of the plot, they got to keep the toys and bring them home with permission from the higher ups ( wow reader charisma 💯 ). As they're happily making their way back, Catnap noticed them carrying this unknown toy, giving it affection, and overall just showering it with love from the shadows and gets quite pouty about it. So much so that the rest of the smiling critters had to pry it out of him to tell them what he saw and oh boy, they too were quite pouty.

Dogday tries to reassure them that everything's alright and they agreed to " ask " more like interrogating the reader the next time they come in to work. When that happens, Reader is caught red-handed still giving that rejected toy their love and affection, Dogday sends the rest of the group off so he and Catnap could talk it out with Reader more privately. Ends with them getting the full story and the smiling critters getting their fair share of love and affection, especially Catnap who's by the way still pouting about the whole ordeal 😂

I really just wanna see this sleepy cat having someone else he could actually trust as a parent figure and him just getting worried that his place might be taken away by some rejected toy 🥹 ahhh I'm starting to love him more and more slowly,, the Smiling Critters are such babies and I love themmmm

Signs Of Love

Note || yesss insomnia kitty needs love, all of em need love 💕

WC || 1,931

Sypnosis || Misunderstandings occur, but as quickly as they come, they can also very much leave.

You were quite the lover of many things, having been assigned to be a caretaker when your superiors saw how well you integrated yourself into the role at your interview. They are quite fond of you and all their other caretakers, since they know you all (you and the rest of the caretakers) are the only ones able to keep all the toys and children in line. 

Though the children were mostly left to the Playcare Attendants as the caretakers were more or less focused on the toys themselves. It was without a hint of a doubt, you certainly had garnered the attention of many toys. Some who liked you, though it really was the Smiling Critters who liked you more than most.

Yet when you found out about the rejected toys, you thought it was really saddening that they were even rejected in the first place – though you understood why – you just wanted to simply take them home with you!

Deciding to try and convince a higher-up to take one home, that is exactly what you did.

“Ma’am, please look at this adorable potato!” You held up the rejected toy in your hands, clearly enough for your superior who shrunk back in surprise against her recliner chair. She let out an exasperated sigh, recollecting herself as she adjusted her position on the seat.

“I am well aware,” She begins, gesturing to the rejected toy. “But by no means are you allowed to take it home, rejected or not–it is still company property.”

You frown as you search your mind for conceivable reasoning to convince your superior, you sigh as the toy falls out of your hands, landing on your lap. “W-well, maybe I could keep it for a little while?” You jump up, your hands landing straightforwardly on her desk. “Like a-a security precaution!” 

A frown adorns her face in return to your earlier one, crossing her arms across the top of the desk as gently as she possibly could. Appearing to be searching your face for any lying or incompetence, her shoulders slump in defeat. “Very well, if you insist.”

“Keep it.”

You let out a yelp of success, almost falling backward as you did so. You grin, an exasperated noise leaving your throat as you cautiously upright yourself, as to not uproot or accidentally change her mind in turn. Your hands make their way to your superiors, shaking them to be polite. “Thank you thank you! You won’t regret this.” You smile at her, then let go of her hand as she is left in befuddlement by the actions that had just happened. 

Normally you weren’t much of an extroverted person, only conversing and confronting social situations when necessary. But you had simply felt joy bursting through your veins at the accomplishment you had achieved, to convince a superior to let you keep the rejected toy! (One of the rejected toys at least, you couldn’t do much else for the rest as much as you wanted too) Now you were making your way back, rejected toy in hand and you had a lot of affection to give it.

Too bad it wasn’t alive as much as the other toys you knew were, but at least it was alive in your own heart.

A familiar figure in the distance resting on a rooftop had taken notice of this quite easily, may it be quite the discovery they had found. CatNap couldn’t let this go unnoticed, a strange pang resided in the depths of his hollow yet dense chest. The giant cat couldn’t pinpoint the feeling he felt, not knowing what name to put to the feeling he felt so strongly, like a parasite it wouldn’t leave him alone.

He felt a strange guise of loneliness, noticing how much you began giving the unknown toy such a sudden bout of affection and hugging. Even nuzzling it as well to boot, CatNap was jealous?

How strange, CatNap wasn’t entirely familiar with the concept of emotions. Even with how certain ones could flare up at times, depending in response to the situation, whatever one he may be in. CatNap got up, stretching his finely tuned legs. CatNap wasn’t prepared for the others to pry the information out of him, trying to figure out what he saw and knew. He almost felt a little intimated, but he was… in the sense very emotional–even beneath his sleepy and quiet demeanor.

Then he could feel himself justified for the guilt of jealousy.

Well, CatNap certainly did expect the outcry, all at the same time he truly didn’t expect it either. The group, he felt rightly justified in their emotions as he had reported it to them, he too was quite in earnest – very jealous of the unknown toy. KickinChicken spoke externally with the whole of his heart, “This sucks! Why does that toy get more love than we do?”

“I wanted a hug!” Bobby cried, sitting on the floor as Crafty had patted her back, trying to gently soothe her. The colorful unicorn too was upset, yet she hid it very well. Picky had remained quiet, just stuffing her face with an apple to conceal her upset, she had big emotions and wasn’t sure on how to deal with them unlike the rest of the Smiling Critters.

Hoppy on the other hand was pounding the ground with her feet, hopping around so as to not completely create noise. She was woefully upset too as it appeared to CatNap, he hadn’t expected any of them to take this information the way they did. But they had pried it out of him, He didn't know what they were expecting to hear anyway.

CatNap’s voice came out short and strained as he made an attempt to comfort any of them, “It’s ok–” His voice fell on deaf ears, CatNap huffed a puff of red air. His tail lapping about, then overlaying to rest upon his left leg.

Bubba was muttering to himself, rapidly tapping his feet. As if his intellect could formulate a reason as to why this had happened, alas CatNap knew the elephant was simply just trying to find reason in coping with his emotion.

Believe it or not, CatNap pays very good attention to all the Smiling Critters. They are his friends after all.

“Guys!--” The group still went on, continuously upset. No means of comfort getting through to them. “GUYS.”

His visibly noticeable purple fur rustled about as he sat down, noticing that DogDay was finally back in leadership mode. CatNap didn’t know what to do to calm them all down anyway, he was pouty and upset as they were. DogDay spoke slowly, “I’ll ask Angel what’s up, maybe we just don’t understand it fully. Okay?”

The group notices, finally relenting in defeat. None of them questioned him as DogDay always had a way with words usually, he wasn’t one to go wrong as he was the leader of the group for a very good reason.

As the group clamored to find you, you weren’t that hard to find surprisingly. Mostly as you were hard to find other times, they could all easily see that you were still found with the rejected toy. Sitting back on your chair that you had found, and giving it all the affection that had made a few members quite pouty.

“Guys, let's take it easy. Me and CatNap will talk with Angel alone,” DogDay motions for them to take their leave, holding out his hands before he elaborated. “Let’s not take it personally, okay? I don’t think it’s that complicated.” 

KickinChicken sighs, as Bobby and the other few do. They all take their leave, showing that Hoppy was still there. She points at DogDay, then CatNap who was confused by the predicament. A silent gesture.

Nothing weird boys, you got that?

DogDay nods at Hoppy, who finally leaves as she hops away to rejoin the rest of the group. CatNap taps DogDay’s shoulder, gesturing that he should take the lead on this chat. His own paw comes up to pat CatNap’s, “I know bud, but let’s not overdo this.”

If the sunny leader were to be honest right about now, he too felt a pang of jealousy at the lack of affection and attention that he hadn’t received like his fellow critters. 

You were aimlessly cooing at the rejected toy, happily partaking in giving it all manners of affection (nothing weird, ahem). It certainly had a charm and adorableness too it that you couldn’t ignore, you have no idea as to why the designers and superiors had rejected this design or any other one in the reject aisle that you saw for that matter. 

Suddenly you felt a creeping chill crawl up your spine, traveling thoroughly all the ways to your shoulders and sides. 

Feeling two taps on your shoulder almost had you jolting, causing you to turn around to see CatNap and DogDay standing right behind you, albeit very menacingly from your perspective. “DogDay? E-eh CatNap?!” 

DogDay waved his hands, trying his best to reassure you, “Sorry we didn’t mean to frighten you like that Angel!” CatNap nodded along with DogDay’s words, doing his best to affirm that fact. You sigh in relief, hand very visibly held to your chest.

“So..” You straighten your posture as DogDay and CatNap came around you and sat down, to really level with you at most. “What’s up? Anything bothering you or the others?” You shrug, jabbing a questioning thumb as you spoke, directly in the general direction. They both knew what you meant, but they had more pressing matters.

DogDay let out a breath, before he spoke as to steel his nerves. CatNap deadpans, directed toward DogDay, emotional expression clearly evident despite the restriction of movement his own mouth has. “Well, we just… uh, wanted to know what was up with you.” DogDay pauses, then pointed at the toy which was unknown to him laying in your lap.

“And that.” He emphasized, wincing as he searched your face for any reaction. Suddenly what had surprised the two was how you began to laugh and giggle, waving your hand as the other clutched your stomach.

“Ah.. I’m sorry.” You shook your head, wiping your face. “Were you boys… perhaps jealous of this?” A small grin plasters on your face, with convoluted happiness as you held up the toy in question.

DogDay felt embarrassed, looking away as to not stutter or speak any words. CatNap sighed in reprieve, laying his head upon his front legs. Those actions alone had answered your question that effortlessly. “I see..” You couldn’t help but try and stifle the giggle, they were simply so adorable.

Them, jealous? It’s so cute. You really couldn’t resist their pouty moods, so you calm them down, proceeding to tell them the whole story so they didn’t have a misinformed perception of the situation.

You happily spread your loving and hugs to all the Smiling Critters and CatNap individually.

Albeit, CatNap was a little embarrassed that he had saw your situation with the rejected toy incorrectly. Feeling as if he might’ve been replaced.

You had reassured him individually as you had taken your time with each of the members, “I would never replace you CatNap! There’s always room for everyone..”

“Even you.”

You grin, booping CatNap’s nose. He recoiled back as he had the set revelation, CatNap slumped as he gave in to your very touchy movements. Feeling your hands thread throughout his fur, CatNap was content that he now knew.

He really had no reason to worry.

He truly was loved.

[captain-mj]

Hi! been reading your PriceGraves and I LOVE THEMMM LIKE THE WAY YOU WRITE THEMMMM EUGH You've been carrying this ship and I love you for it (Platonically)

I was wondering if you could write a lazy morning with them, Graves just wearing Price's clothes which are honestly big on his frame that it looks like it'll fall off while Price just gives Graves the heart eyes and falls even harder if that's possible. Feel free to ignore this if you aren't taking requests at the moment or if you've already done this! Thank you again and have a great day/night!

I was just thinking to myself that i haven’t written anything for them for a while before getting this so thank you!!!

Price woke up slowly. They were on leave, so they could take all the time they wanted. It wasn’t the most natural, but it felt luxurious to just lay there, knowing nothing needed to be done at the moment.

He took a deep breath and felt the weight on his chest. The blankets had been pulled up to Graves’s ears so he almost disappeared.

Price ran his hands through Graves’s hair, hearing him make a happy noise. “Morning, love.”

Graves opened his eyes briefly before simply adjusting to be buried further into the blankets and his chest. “No.”

Price laughed softly and reached under the blankets. He put his hand under his shirt to scratch at his back.

“Fuck that feels good.” Graves mumbled and kissed along his collar. “You look nice this morning.”

Price nodded slowly, but he barely heard him. Graves’s hair. It was sticking up, the bed head so clearly there. His “cow lick”, as Graves liked calling it, was more visible than usual. His face was slightly red from sleep and his eyes were still just a little glazed from it.

“You’re a work of art.” Price kissed his hand and smiled.

Graves sighed softly and got up, straddling Price due to the position they were in. The blanket fell away, leaving him in just Price’s shirt. It fell off the shoulder, exposing the dozens of little marks from where Price had kissed him all over. “You’re a sap. I’ll co”

Price hummed. “I’ll cook.”

Graves nodded and kissed his cheek before rolling over to let him up. Price pulled on some sweats but didn’t bother to pull on a shirt. He gave Graves’s ass a slap before heading to the kitchen.

Before the pan was even done heating up, Graves was there. He put a kettle on, filling it enough for Price’s cup of coffee and Graves to use his French press. His arms went around Price as he waited for it to boil.

Price relaxed as he felt Graves kiss his shoulders softly. He turned around and put his hands on his hips. Normally, he didn’t think much of a height difference, but with Phillip, the way he had to tilt his head to make proper eye contact…

“You’re beautiful, love.”

Graves shook his head slightly, not in denial but in amusement. He pulled him down for a kiss. “Lover boy, your food is burning.”

Price whipped around quickly to keep cooking, glaring when Graves laughed.

[mrsoharaa]

so i may have done a little self needed splurgeee for myself at bath & bodyworks today (they had such a great deal today that I simply COULDN'T refuse! ugh I love themmmm!) and I can't stop thinking about how you'd buy a couple of pretty body mists/sprays and wear it faintly around back at HQ. Receiving a few compliments from your fellow spiders and what not, and eventually, it leads you to catching the big brooding guy's attention himself.

steals a few glances at you, always slyly lulling in closer to you, like suavely leering over the strut of your right shoulder, angling his nose to hover over your open skin — just to inhale that delectable sweet aroma that resonated off of you (one whiff and that man is on you like a magnet). mumbling out how nice you smelt and how that particular scent suited you, perfectly (which, you totally didn't mentally freak out from his sudden praise of likeness to your new perfume, due to his sensitive senses you'd thought it would actually irritate him!).

[meowunmeow]

Undead Unluck Chapter 196 Spoilers!!

WHAT THE ACTUAL FU

She seems to be so sure about this fact... Obviously it's because she made her predictions from information already established in the previous loop. But maybe this is trying to say something. What if she's wrong? What if it's not the same people each time?

It's been proven that she's right with the memories she got from artifacts showing Nico, Gina and Void always being in the team. But not the rest. Maybe it's shown like that on purpose.

Juiz didn't predict Billy's betrayal, so it's either that she has never encountered Unfair before or Unfair was a different person back then.

Oh and the chapter title makes me think that the next chapter will be named "Go!!!"

BILLYYYYYY <3 <3 <3 I MISS YOU (look at this silly man. I love him :]) and Grandpa Isshin with Baby Haruka!! I still love the beard pulling gag lol

Glad we get more in-depth information about Unbreakable. Out of every abilities, this one is the most vague. "Whatever they make that they poured their soul into becomes unbreakable" it's a fully mental requirement. Guess it also requires lots of training...

BRUH HE EATS SOULS?? Soul Eater lmao

Why is he holding the octopus like that 😭 it's like a squeaky toy that's about to pop

*moans and dies* FUUKO WITH A SWORD FUUKO WITH A-

Top and Haruka :]]

Huhhh does that means UMAs aren't simply personifications of concepts but are rather only closely intertwined? As in, if they're gone so is the concept but they are not the concept itself??

I wonder how many other previously established facts were simply mistakened assumptions...

"at this moment" that means she only saw it when Beast ate the octopus. Did something trigger it?

And it's really showing the uniqueness of souls. They exist but if you don't believe in them, it's nonexistent to you, example being Victor's "humans only live because blood pumps into their brain" as well as Andy not believing in it until the whole hypothetical timeline in the Autumn arc. It's taking the whole "it's all about how you see it" thing to the extreme.

Also damn Beast that eyeliner's gonna stab me with how sharp it is

ANFUU- *flatlines* HOLY SHIT IT'S THEMMMM

Everytime she calls him her partner I combust into flames I love them so much ughhhhh

"beasts are no different" I suppose souls are synonymous with life then

Autumn arc really was just the two of them learning from each other :((( as well as the first hint of soul, apparently. Fuuko's soul literally got sucked out by Artifact Soul Caliber so it should've been obvious, really.

Looks like Fuuko got it right on the money, based on Beast's expression giving off an "I underestimated the situation" message (Tozuka-sensei's such an awesome artist damn)

Oof looks like Beast's tendency to blabber is being used against him. Not even Talk no Jutsu, he's just overconfident and is falling from his hubris.

FIRST RULE REVEAL WOOOO (but not First Seat so not much celebration yet)

"born afterwards" that means soul/life begins all. Are UMAs affected as well? Or maybe I'm seeing it wrong.

THIS SPREAD IS SO GORGEOUS WOWSEE

Finger guns...???

BRUH... JUST... BRUH. (this and the following pages deserves its own post. I am NOT letting this get hidden away. what the fuck.)

TL;DR of the post if y'all are too lazy:

1) What the absolute fuck. What the fuck. My mouth has been agape for 30 whole minutes. What the fuck.

2) I think I fell in love with Fuuko all over again.

[formulapookie]

veeeeeery interested by Tanned, shiny and free and Giving all of myself to you for obvious reasons 😏

hehhehehehe I knew ypu would've asked for those two and THANK YOU FOR DOING IT because aaaaaaagh I love themmmm

also for these anons <3

thank all of you for being so interested in my works omg ahhahaha

soooooo

onto Tanned, shiny and free it came up to me thanks to a post from @sammyche -> this one to be precise and it's about rosquez post reconciliation having their private and intimate time <3

here's the plot points

and hereeeee's a snippet

they're not directly one after the other i just wanted to put a few pieces I liked

-> and yeah it's basically those two thirsting over one another and wanting to fuck nasty because they're finally alone and can be free in their disposal of affection

ONTO THE SECOND ONE

giving all of myself to you is basically based on Vale's jealousy post reconciliation (yes I love them post reconciliation) but more specifically during a ducati event where somehow there's pur beloved Dovi, from who Marc can't seem to keep his distance

obv on purpose to piss off Vale who decides that a suitable punishment is going to be overstimulation but simply because I love that and I needed to write a rosquez something based upon it. It also includes all these things in putting below sooo don't like it don't read it (I personally loveeeeee this one)

while here's a snippet from what I've been able to produce so far (2.8k words)

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yeah love these to death I swear every time I write rosquez my soul gets a new place in a newly made circle of Hell

[broodwolf221]

Heya! How about "you... brought this here for me?" From the people who don't know how to be loved prompts for Delwyn and Sera? Happy writing \o/

oh this was sm fun i love themmmm. and i got to explore them being silly AND feelsy /u\ the ideal. thank you! @dadrunkwriting 969 words cws: none

She fussed with the wrapping, feeling foolish. Sera had been so happy when she’d told her about her efforts to figure out a good gift, about asking everyone… and it stung, a little. She was glad that Sera was happy, but she hated that it had come as a surprise.

Had she not done enough to make the other woman know she was serious? Maybe it had nothing to do with her. She tried to tell herself that, anyway. It was just part of Sera’s history, her expectations. But it still stung.

This was ridiculous. A gift would solve nothing. And it wasn’t even a good gift. But she had never known what to get Sera. What do you get for a woman who could take what she wanted, who got bored of new toys so fast, whose interests bounced around so rapidly? How many hobbies had Sera taken up and abandoned since she’d come here? How many unfinished projects were stuffed in corners of her little nest in the tavern?

She didn’t even know how to tie a ribbon right. She stared at it, picked at it, untied and retied it, and still it looked sad and limp. This whole thing was sad. And limp. Could a thing be limp? Sera would have a good joke about that. Delwyn just flicked the ribbon.

She leaned back in her chair and drummed her fingers on her thigh. This was so stupid. Part of her wanted to throw it out, forget the whole thing, but that felt even worse. So instead she sighed, stood, grabbed the box, and went to the tavern, trying to tuck it under her arm—with limited success. But she ignored everyone’s stares and made her way straight to Sera’s corner.

The door was ajar so she just pushed it open, popping her head around the corner to see Sera laying down and tossing a little thing in the air. She thought it was a ball at first, but it seemed squishy. Sera glanced at her, grinned, and tossed it her way. She caught it out of instinct more than intent, squeezing it a little. “What’s in this?”

“Rice,” Sera replied brightly. “It’s fun. Crinkle-squish.”

“Crinkle-squish,” Delwyn confirmed slowly, giving it another quick squeeze before tossing it back. Sera caught it adroitly and sat upright, legs spread and hands dangling between, eyebrow quirked as she noticed the package.

“What’s that?” She straightened a little as she tried to get a better look at it and Delwyn felt herself flushing, but she was here, she was committed. It had to happen.

“Got you something,” she said simply, stepping inside and closing the door behind her. Sera met her eyes with a quick frown.

“You already got me somethin’. A big something. A good, big something.” Her frown shifted as she shook her head. “Well— you know what I mean. Anyway. What’s with all the gifts?”

“It’s… what people do, right?”

“People-people, or elfy-people, or herald-people? Because the people I know sure don’t give so many gifts.” Despite her protests she looked intrigued, staring at the package. Delwyn rolled her eyes and tossed it towards her, watching Sera fumble the little ball in her effort to catch it. 

“Me-people.” And elfy-people. But she hoped… well, it wasn’t like she was asking Sera to be Dalish. Shit. This was going to go so bad—

Sera pulled the ribbon off and opened the box, eyes widening—

“It’s, um.” She shifted her weight. “A Dalish thing. It’s just… something we give to people. Dalish or not. It’s a promise.”

“A promise?” Sera asked, pulling out the delicately woven bracelet and staring at it.

“Yeah. It’s a promise. It’s saying that… you matter to us. Well, to me. It doesn’t make you Dalish. Doesn’t mean you have to convert. Nothing like that.”

“I— wait, so—”

“You matter to me, Sera,” she interrupted, the words coming in a rush. “It’s not a, um, proposal or anything. Shit. I’m sorry, this is all messed up, I should’ve planned this better—” Suddenly Sera was standing, grabbing her face, and kissing her protests away. 

“You brought this here?” Sera pulled back just enough to ask, looking strangely vulnerable. “For me?”

“Well, no. I, um. Made it for you. It’s—” she was interrupted by another kiss, Sera’s arms winding around her waist, her smile pressed against Delwyn’s lips. 

“Crafty girl,” she breathed, their lips still brushing as she spoke. “You really made it? For me?”

“Yeah. I— yeah,” Delwyn managed, a little breathily. She gave Sera a quick kiss, then another, relief flooding her. “It’s um. Okay. So the thread—it’s about how we met. Right? Sometimes it’s about where people physically meet, the plants in that spot. Other times it’s more representative.” Sera tilted her head before looking down at the bracelet, thumbing across its surface. “It’s Vandal Aria.” Sera snorted and looked back up at her.

“Because I’m a vandal? C’mon, now—” but Delwyn was already shaking her head.

“No, no. It’s because… Vandal Aria is a desert rose. Well, not a rose, but… look. It’s beautiful, unexpected, and tenacious. It just… reminded me of you. Besides,” she made a face, “I wasn’t going to use elfroot. That’s a bit on the nose, don’t you think?” Sera snorted, nodding.

“I… really like this.” She was staring down at the bracelet again, slipping it onto her slim wrist. “I mean, I really like this. It’s a bit of you. Or how you think of me, or… something. I just like it.” She drew her forefinger across the surface, then glanced back up at Delwyn. “You did good, Inky,” she crooned, wrapping her arms around Delwyn’s neck and drawing her in for another deep kiss.

And another.

And…

She wasn’t going to be leaving this little room anytime soon.

[fatuismooches]

Oh my goooosh the Neuv headcanons are making me melt <3 I'm loving them all, I love this sea otter man <3 And the wips you said you were working on! I'm so excited to see them! eagerly awaiting themmmm Ohhh a thought of Neuv and Pantalone being with the reader, they give me similar vibes? Like, both have this outward coldness and stoicness, but like juuust beneath that, to their darling, they are the sweetest and most doting to them. They would show it in different ways - Pantalone prefers to gift you with the finest things even though you're priceless, while Neuv prefers to learn about you and human practices and emotions to learn how to act and treat you. Maybe they debate about such a thing, Neuv not understanding the gift giving and the two of them debating what's the best way to pamper and show their love to you <3 ~ ❤️‍🩹🌹

Hehe I’m glad you’re loving the otter man ❤️‍🩹🌹 anon, he’s just too cute!! <3 And I’m glad you like the wips, I hope you enjoy them when they’re done :))

UGH AND NOT THE DELICIOUS NEVU AND PANTALONE BRAINROT?? ILY!!! Seemingly cold men who are softies for their partner <3 Neuvillette obviously looks more serious on the outside,, Pantalone always wears a smile but anyone can still sense the air of coldness he carries with him. But with you? Oh, sweetheart alert ;) I think Neuvillette is also a gift giver, but not nearly to the extent of Pantalone. Like, he���ll see something and be like, oh, you’d like that! and get it for you, but in moderation (he def likes pretty blue jewelry.) Pantalone on the other hand will buy out every single store if you so much looked at it for a few seconds. But of course Neuvillette, being a dragon and all, much more believes the deepest extent of love can only achieved through conversation and meaningful quality time, as the difference between humans and dragons is quite great even if it seems like Neuvillette is a regular person. Pantalone, though while sharing this notion, prefers to shower you in every beautiful thing this world has to offer. Because that is simply how he shows love, he has the means to and he has trouble being open and vulnerable all the time like Neuvillette has the ability to be.

Regardless, one thing they share is that you will be pampered person in all of Teyvat <3

[ess-presso]

debut as the marauders era characters/ships

1.Tim McGraw - Wolfstar - purely because there are mentions of stars and moons and lyrics , and any song with stars and moons mentioned are literally wolfstar , I don't make the rules. & also if I pretend September = October , then we can say the 'month of tears' is because of Sirius's 'betrayal' and we all now why he wasn't there to see them. 2. Picture to Burn - REMUS OR MARY - I think this song is very Remus post-the prank , because think about it , the stupid old pickup truck could be his bike (yes I know he got it when he was older but suspension of disbelief okay) and this could be remus's lil revenge song . Lily , to Snape (platonically , of course) when she's finally thinking about what an arse he was after she stopped being his friend. 'you love yourself more than you could ever love' , them , because if Snape really loved her , then maybe he wouldn't have joined a hate group literally designed to kill her. 3. Teardrops on My Guitar - JEGULUS - literally regulus's thoughts - like him thinking that James is still thinking about lily when they're together ('I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about And she's got everything that I have to live without') ahhhh it's just so regulus to me !! 4. A Place in This World - REMUS OR MARY - 'I'm alone' that line is chronically remus after 81' , always alone , no one with him. 'oh but I'm just a girl ' - Mary feeling lost and lonely without all her friends 5. Cold as You - JEGULUS - 'And when you take, you take the very best of me' - reg after James leaves , taking the brief happiness with me , because that was the very best part of him. 6. The Outside - SIRIUS - to me this song is very sirius in Azkaban / post prank , because he's all shunned by the rest three , and he feels all lonely and morose and he's thinking all about how he should've appreciated the friendship ( and not have fucked it up) because now he's on the outside. 7. Tied Together with a Smile - JAMES - it's literally him . giving all his love away n stuff , never needing anything in return . I think of it as reg/lily speaking to him , kinda explaining that it's okay to want love too??? and that it's okay to fall apart sometimes !!!! 8. Stay Beautiful - JEGULUS - 'daydream I'll never get to hold' 'a story that never gets told' enough said. the sheer wistfulness is so regulus I could CRY. 9. Should’ve Said No - WOLFSTAR - if you swap the cheating with murder , I think it's very remus to sirius after he gets arrested !!! like 'you should've said no' = 'you should've not given up the info to voldy' 10. Mary’s Song (Oh My My My) - I do not see this as Mary and that is vv unfortunate because I wanted it to line up perfectly. - JILY OR WOLFSTAR - I think this is very lily when they first got married , with her thinking back to how she thought that she'd never fall in love with him , and how she can't wait to be old and grey with him (crying now) , and wolf star because 'I'll still look at you like the stars that shine' is very them methinks. 11. Our Song - JILY - something about this song screams jily to me and idk what. 'mama I didn't kiss her and I should've.' - James complaining to Sirius that he didn't kiss her and sirius being sympathetic and shit but also making fun of him is so so themmmm. 12. I’d Lie - JEGULUS - 'his favourite colour's green' is all the proof I will ever need. 13. I’m Only Me When I’m with You - WOLFSTAR OR PLATONIC PRONGSFOOT - basically sirius feeling like he can only be himself in front of them , because they're the only ones who could ever really understand !!!14. Invisible - REGULUS TO JAMES - basically reg thinking about how he appreciates and loves James and how lily simply does not see the things he sees and how he thinks that if he wasn't invisible to James , they could maybe be a miracle. 15. A Perfectly Good Heart - REMUS POST 81' - him thinking about how stupid he was not to realise that sirius was a traitor , and how he doesn't understand how his sirius could ever to that to James and lily.

( this post is dedicated to the lovely @deliajane because you asked for it <3333 thank u for enabling me with my ts x marauders crossovers )

[owlkhemy]

Owlkhemy's Thoughts on Random Stuff

Nobody asked but I don't really care, it's my blog /lh

Long post incoming so here's a cut

The Term "Phobia"

Phobia means "fear of". I often wonder if I have cosmophobia, or the fear of space, due to having situations and dreams where I felt an intense dread of the night sky.

Phobia does not mean "hate". A homophobe would not hate gay people but rather fear them. A Sinophobe would not hate Chinese people, but rather fear them.

I like the suffix "misia" for those things, cause that means "hatred of". Homomisia, Sinomisia, things like that. Of course, I know that "phobia" is still commonly used that way, and I won't bother trying to correct others. I just think that it can be kind of offensive to actual phobia sufferers. I don't hate space. I think space is cool. It just scares me for no good reason.

Tone Indicators

I was introduced to tone indicators through Tumblr, and while I always knew of /j, /s, and /srs, I wasn't aware there were more. I was sort of like "Everyone is using these all of a sudden and I need to learn themmmm" which is a stupid way to think honestly and just shows how privileged I am not to need them. But I realize now how helpful they are for others and also helpful for my snarky ass statements, like the one at the start of this post. I bet that would've sounded pretty bad without that /lh there.

Toxic Traits? Like, My Own

My three most toxic traits are 1. my brain gets personally offended by self care and self love tips on the internet (like straight up goes "Doesn't apply to us, carry on"), 2. I am very good at convincing myself that since everyone has it worse I can't possibly have any problems, and 3. I have the urge to vent everything online but not to see a therapist or anything. Heh.

Purple Chu Jelly

I and @redpanda411 have been watching a 100% playthrough of Twilight Princess and I love the fact that getting and drinking Purple Chu Jelly is so wild. You can gain hearts, lose hearts, get a full heal, or basically drop to one hit from death. It's like jelly roulette.

Phone Autocorrect

When I accidentally type "xooler than", my phone should know I meant "cooler" based on the fact that X and C are next to each other. Not "Xavier", simply because it begins with X. You'd have to be in a very unique position to type "xooler" instead of "Xavier", and "Xavier than" makes no sense anyway.

This is why I like computer spellcheck better.

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

I love love your spaceship au and wanted to doodle the boys along with my design for yn along with a puffball they freed from an underground trade market and it simply won’t leave them alone. Sorry for how hard it is to see the drawings, my computer decided to explode on me so I’ve been forced to the dreaded paper and pencil but I’m functioning… I hope you enjoy! Thank you again for ur wonderful work and ideas, it really makes my day to see whenever you post. Keep being amazing and stay safe! ((Sorry for the bad photo quality, my mf light decided that there would be no nice photos today))

AAAAAAAAAAAUGHHH I LOVE THEMMMM I LOVE YOUR STYLEEEEE I LOVE THE PUFF I LOVE HOW YOU DRAW THE BOYSSSSSSSS

God ur art is so good it scratches all the right places in my art consumer brain thank u so much for this

[potatotrash0]

Imagine them staying on the island and Nagito is so protective over his little siblings hhhh they're all a big family now and the Warriors love themmmm

Despite having completely forgotten all that happened to her, Nagito doesn't allow Teruteru near Kotoko unless supervised and Nagito gets scary when he's supervising so he usually just stays away (nagi knows teru wouldn't do/say anything to the children, but he's very overprotective and low-key scared that they will remember everything someday)

Ryota is Jataro's favorite. They're working on a short anime together. He sometimes does artsy stuff with Ibuki (it gets a little crazy with all the paint and glue everywhere), and Kazuichi gets along great with both him and Masaru

Masaru and Nekomaru are nearly inseparable, and he loves Akane too (she has to be supervised because she doesn't understand how climbing and jumping off buildings could be dangerous and Nagito almost died the first time he saw them hanging out)

Kotoko adores Sonia, she's being taught how to be a little princess too. They play dress up together often and have tea parties. She likes Gundham too, but it's mostly just because of his cute animals. He got her a little bunny and she dresses it up in cute little outfits

Monaka's favorite is Izuru, and she likes Imposter as well. She likes solving puzzles and coding games with Izuru (I hc it's a hobby of his, in memory of Chiaki and all), and she's programmed a few of Kazuichi's creations

Nagisa sticks with Hajime the most, he helps out with the chores and they mostly just talk. They go to the library with Nagito at least once a week and read together. Hajime and Nagito are the only ones he's not afraid of asking help from.

Nagito is all the WoH's #1 fave. Monaka and Nagisa like to just chat, read or play puzzle-like games with him. Jataro likes to draw with and on him, and Masaru loves him dearly but prefers to hang out with the others (Nagito can't keep up with all the running around). Kotoko gives him makeovers all the time, she loves his fluffy hair and compared him to her bunny (probably put the bunny on his head once to see if it'd blend into his hair). He's constantly walking around with makeup, thousands of cutesy hair pins and random hairstyles and (a bit messy) nail polish. He never takes anything off, and Kotoko is very proud of herself for making him look "adorable" (he thanks her for her hard work). They've all called him dad at least once (Nagisa also called Hajime dad one time).

Nagisa and Kotoko start secretly working together to make Nagito and Hajime start dating already, and soon all five kids are coming up with plans and scheming how to make operation komahina a success. The others on the island help out sometimes

Cries..........this ask is everything to me hold on. This is so cute. Anon I love you (/p) your brain is so goddamn huge. I’m sobbing over literally all of the Nagisa hcs and Kotoko giving Nagito makeovers they’re all so cute

Ryota and Jataro 🥺🥺💞💖 I wonder what kinda anime it would be? My bet’s on a magical girl or mecha anime. Maybe a comedy? Idk man but I do know Ibuki and Jataro would rope Kazuichi into letting them dye his hair for him. He ends up with extra eye-searing neon strips in green and yellow. It clashes horribly with his jumpsuit and they all love it

Nagito panicking over Masaru and Akane is hilarious skfnskdnksbx I can just see him almost crying out of relief when Nekomaru finally gets them off the roof and Masaru back safely into his arms. (You clearly hear Masaru complaining about it but he does hug Nagito back.) Akane’s careful in her own way, she’s a big sister herself after all. Buuut Nagito still worries bc seeing her dangle Masaru from her bicep when they were on top of the barn was absolutely terrifying

Sonia Gundham Kotoko dynamic so real?? Gundham considers Kotoko more Nagito’s kid but he does let her run around with the Devas when asked. Also she basically just claimed one of the horses on the island and Gundham insists on teaching her how to “properly tame the dark steeds!!” (He means how to take care of them and not scare them. She’s like. 10, he doesn’t want her or the horses getting hurt.)

Also!!! Sonia and Kotoko playing dress up is so cute? I like to think they curtsey every time they see each other and it’s a little inside joke between them haha. Also them braiding each other’s hair!! Kotoko probably borrows a ton of ribbons from Sonia

Izuru and Monaca coding together!!!! I feel like she would be curious about the NWP, maybe they work on it together while Hajime rests. Also I can totally see her programming Kazu’s inventions to mess with him a bit because she thinks it’s funny how high he jumps skjfskdnksbx. He’s super suspicious of whatever she hands him now but she’s genuinely helpful a lot of the time so he isn’t too too hard on her. (She’s still not allowed to have access to any remotes though)

(Also Izuru making little games in honor of Chiaki has me so soft I’m in love—)

Nagisa calling Hajime “dad” has me 🥺🥺 your honor I am simply a sucker for these two...........him asking Hajime and Nagito for help and them only also made me kinda wanna tear up a little but me being emotional over him isn’t the point

Back to Matchmakers of Hope now huh dkfjskdnkd. I like to think Komaeda and Hajime look at each other after the kids slip up and reveal that they were trying to get the two together and both of them just snort. Their kids basically had to push them together smh

[tickly-trashcan]

Oh my gosh yay prompts are open!!!! I’d love something that involves ticklish Ray and lers Emma and Norman! For prompt numbers I’ll give you 5 and 13 from prompt list A, and 8 and 27 from prompt list B. Maybe Ray is being too serious so Emma and Norman decide to tickle the heck out of him. Ticklish Ray is just so 🥺💖💖💖💖💖👏👏👏 I can’t I love him!! Hope you’re having a great week so far and have a great night!

Why So Serious? {Norman, Ray, and Emma}

A/N: back at it again with the gifs! they’re so cute, i love themmmm also thank you so so much for the request, I’m so excited to finally write a fic for tpn! I love Ray sm, he definitely deserves a lot of tickles! i feel like this one is a bit sloppy, i just got really excited writing for it nfdjd sorry about that. anyways, I hope you enjoy this one~!

Summary: Ray, Emma, and Norman have been plotting to escape the orphanage with the other children. But when Ray’s been acting too serious about it, Emma and Norman decide to teach him a lesson. 

Word Count: 1.4k (under the cut)

“Ray, would you get your nose out of that book already?” Emma whined, laying on her tummy across from Ray, her head propped up on her elbows as she kicked her legs, bored.

“I need to see if there’s anything important in here to help us escape, Emma. This is a book from Minerva,” Ray said, flipping another page, completely ignoring Emma and Norman.

Emma pouted and looked over at Norman, who shrugged. She sighed, rolling onto her back as she looked up at the blue sky, clouds flying by overhead.

They had been planning their escape from the orphanage for a while now, but they were still trying to figure out what exactly the books left by William Minerva meant. They hadn’t made much progress in that regard, but they felt like they were at least getting a little bit closer.

Ray continued to scan the book, flipping the pages slowly and inspecting every inch of it that he could find. He sighed when he didn’t find anything interesting or that stood out on that page, and quickly turned to the next one, holding it close to his face in case he missed anything.

“You should put the book down, you’ve been reading for hours now,” Norman finally piped in, sitting next to Ray. He leaned over and looked at what Ray was reading, Ray finally looking up from the book to glance at Norman.

“Can I see it?” He asked, and Ray handed him the book, leaning back against the tree as he crossed his arms. Emma crawled over and peeked at the book as well, but quickly turned her attention back to Ray, pouting her lip out as she shoved his knee.

“You’re being too serious! It’s important that we escape, but we can’t let Mama find out. If you keep acting like you are she might figure out we’re up to something!”

“I’m acting like I normally do,” Ray said simply, glancing back at the book. He gestured for it and Norman handed it back after scanning the pages, Ray quickly going back to reading it.

Norman looked over at Emma who still looked pensive, and Norman sighed.

“Emma’s right, you’re acting way too serious,” Norman said, quietly sneaking up next to Ray, who was still leaning against the tree, completely absorbed in the book.

“What am I supposed to do, act like a total goofball like Emma?”

“Hey!”

Norman chuckled and Emma glared at him, Norman quickly halting his chuckles. They all sat in silence for a few moments, the only sound was the occasional turn of a page from the book. The other children from the orphanage ran around near them, laughing and having a fun time, completely unaware of the reality of their situation.

An idea creeped into Norman’s head after a while, and he grinned. He looked at Ray, who was nose-deep in the book and then looked at Emma, waving slightly to get her attention. Emma looked at Norman with curiosity as he gestured to Ray.

“Follow my lead,” He said, and Ray looked up from the book to glance over at Norman, who quickly pounced on the dark-haired boy, the book flying in the other direction.

“What - Hey, what are you doing!?”

They wrestled for a moment, Emma watching from the side, frantic and concerned at Norman’s sudden attack on Ray. She was surprised, however, when Ray’s laughter suddenly echoed around them.

She finally realized exactly what Norman was doing and her face lit up. Ray squirmed beneath Norman, who had his arms pinned to his chest as he scribbled his fingers up Ray’s sides, making him shriek with uncharacteristically loud laughter.

“N-Normahahahahahan! Stop it!” He wailed, squeaking when Emma ran over and latched her hands on his hips.

“Ehehehehehehemma!”

Ray covered his face in embarrassment, he would never get used to being tickled by his family. Norman snuck his hand under Ray’s arm, making him squeak.

“Stop covering your face!” Emma said, shoving one of her hands underneath Ray’s arm as well, her and Norman successfully making him bring his hands down as he tried to get their mischievous hands away from one of his worst spots.

They pulled away from Ray’s underarms, now going after new spots as Ray tried to keep both of them from tickling him, but to no avail.

“This is what happens when you’re too serious! Tickle tickle!” Emma teased, squeezing Ray’s hips as Norman danced his along Ray’s ribs. Ray clamped his arms down and tried to swat at Emma’s hands, but he could only do so much to protect himself against his ticklers.

Norman and Emma laughed along with Ray, it was always fun to see how sensitive he was to tickling. He was easily the most ticklish out of the three, and once they had discovered that, tickle attacks and tickle fights had become rather common between the trio. Ray was often the main victim of tickle attacks, much to his dismay.

Some of the other kids began to gather around at the sound of Ray’s almost yelling laughter as it echoed throughout the whole area.

“We’ll stop if you promise to get your nose out of that stupid book, right Emma?”

“Yup!”

“I-It’s not stuhuhuhuhuhupid! It’s importahahahahahant!” Ray wailed.

“Hey Ray, what happens when I tickle you… here?” Norman asked, fluttering his fingers against Ray’s neck, making him squeal and scrunch up his shoulders, Norman laughing along with Ray.

“Oh wow, you’re super ticklish here!” Norman teased, smiling widely as Ray shrieked, his face bright red from laughing and embarrassment.

Norman used his other hand to dig under Ray’s arm, making him clamp his arms down as Emma skittered her fingers all over his tummy. Ray arched his back as he cackled madly, squirming from side to side as he tried to fend off the horrible sensations.

“Geez, Ray seems more ticklish than last time,” Emma said, and Ray kicked his leg as she squeezed his knee.

“N-Nohohohot as much as y-you! Dihihihihihimwit!” Ray said, still cackling.

Emma gasped offendedly and Norman clicked his tongue, burying both hands under Ray’s arms again as Ray arched his back, squealing.

“Now now, Ray… You’re awfully cocky for someone who’s so ticklish. Especially considering what position you’re in right now~” Norman teased, wiggling his fingers around in an agonizingly ticklish way as Ray could do nothing but laugh, so hysterical at this point that he couldn’t even get a word out.

Emma pouted, still mad that Ray had called her a dimwit and she glanced towards his flailing legs. An idea popped into her head as she grinned, quickly running over to Ray’s legs.

“Dohohohohohon’t you dahahare! Emma!” Ray yelled, kicking his legs around and almost kicking Emma in the face. She dodged quickly and grabbed his ankles, sitting down on his shins.

“Hey Ray, I heard you liked eggs for breakfast!” She said, confusing both Ray and Norman.

“Whahahahahat the hehehehell do you m-mean?” 

Emma balled up her fist and tapped his against Ray’s kneecap, then spread her fingers out slowly and ticklishly across. Ray tried to kick his legs around to avoid the tickles coming from Emma, but it was impossible with her sitting on his legs.

She squeezed the upper part of his knees now, and Ray just bucked as much as he could without hurting Emma. Norman continued to tickle Ray as well, skittering his fingers across his neck and then darting back under his arms, always keeping him guessing with a few occasional rib tickles or tummy pokes.

Ray’s face was bright red now, and tears were starting to prickle to corners of his eyes. His voice was almost hoarse from laughing, and some of the other orphanage kids were cheering around them as they watched Ray get tickled to pieces.

“Get him, Emma!” Don yelled as he walked by with Gilda, who looked over at the trio, obviously concerned. However, she continued on with Don, a few of the other children tagging along behind them as they went off to play a game.

Ray was embarrassed beyond belief. Here he was, getting the snot tickled out of him by his best friends in front of the other kids… He was never gonna live this one down.

Ray’s laughter eventually went silent and a tear was trickling down his cheek by the time Norman realized that they probably needed to stop.

“Emma, I think he’s had enough,” Norman said, quickly stopping his tickling. Ray continued to shake with laughter, as Emma kept scribbling under his knee.

“Emma,” Norman said, louder this time and Emma immediately halted, noticing the state Ray was in. She chuckled nervously as she got off his legs, crawling over next to Norman as they watched Ray panting.

“I-I hahahate you guys,” He said, some residual giggles still escaping his lips. Emma and Norman looked at each other and giggled.

“We love you too Ray.”

[bakatenshii]

jumping in with the other anons about your voice fhajdhdj umm so whenever you answer my asks sometimes I get the urge to just SQUEEZE but in a good way grrr idk you’re just sooo sweet with your answers. I have no clue if I’m the only who has this urge but whenever I stumble upon someone as nice and sweet as you I just want to hug themmmm <33 anyways love I adore a lotttttt hmpf

alskaoakpa YALL ARE GONNA MAKE ME HEAD EXPLODE TONIGHT I SWEAAAR comin straight for my heart like that I’m simply soft

COME HUG ME THEN I was telling some friends yesterday bout how I love being squished whether its like on the bed to just have someone lay on top of me, or sitting on the sofa and have someone sit on my legs, I just love being squished so hi im waitin patiently for u (⺣◡⺣)♡*