#simply my cuties your Honor

[tame-a-messenger]

guessitrunsinthegenes just posted a snippet of A Perfect Person podcast featuring Angela where she mentions a sweet story about telling Damien about how much she appreciated him that she completely forgot about because she was drunk

Full video below

https://youtu.be/YVqs4DOfd10?si=O_PQOhaQGS0sW5Lv

Timestamp

48:22-50:38

She also imitates his “oh” perfectly!

What the fucks in the air since April Fools? I feel like things have been happening like crazy!

^ clipped by @guessitrunsinthegenes

I think Angela might be the sweetest thing. She totally thought she said something provocative(?) (you can't tell me she didn't think she said she liked him or something, that's the first thing I'D think)

And the truth being that she was just so incredibly sweet, kind and full of holiday spirit (I'm willing to bet she was just gushing to him about how grateful she was for him and working at Smosh and that's why it "meant so much" to him !)

Ang really might be that girl.

This story is so funny trying to think of it from Damien's perspective though.

His silly little drunk coworker comes up to him to gush about how much she loves him and the company - then when he sees her next he tells her how much it meant to him - just for her to tell him she doesn't remember it (I'm guessing she was white as a sheet) and watch her freak out, what did she say? (I'm reading her impression of him going "oh?" as him finding it amusing that she really doesn't remember- and seeing on her face that she thinks she said something odd~~~?) - truly too silly <3

Also! I was wondering how to fit this in anywhere, so I'll just go ahead! Towards the beginning of the episode Angela describes herself as "Child-like" not 'Child-ish' and maybe this wasn't the first time she's said that, but she talked about "Child-like vs Child-ish" in her and Damien's Reddit Stories! (link for Podcast 4:35) (link for Reddit Stories 44:25)

(extra link for video of Damien at said Christmas party punching the shit out of an arcade machine)

[cvnt4him]

How I think certain guys would be w a chubby gf bc who doesn't love chubby girls??

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T.Iida.

He definitely doesn't really care ab weight, he was js surprised someone wanted him.

He does care about you gaining weight because the risks that can come from being overweight scare him more than it does you.

He tries to occasionally get you to eat healthy and consider doing a diet [he would try so hard to say it in a chill way to not anger you or if you're like me, a sensitive chubby person, he'll try so hard not to make you cry to the point you stop eating lol!!!].

He overall just wants the best for you, and if you've really begun to love yourself regardless of how you look, love handles, belly fat, stretch marks, cellulite n what not then he will too, he only wants to love you, he feels like it's his soul purpose other than becoming a hero to honor his brothers name or whatever the fuck.

Hes mainly big spoon bc I feel like he's js programmed like that, but he likes laying his head on your tummy while you rub his hair, he'll take his glasses off n js lay there w you. My cutie pie fr

Bite his tiddie make his dick twitch

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K.Bakugou.

Loves chubby women.

Like he loves it ALLL like hip dips? Yes. Stretch marks? Yupp. Tummy fat? Yummers!!! N when you have fat thighs bro??? He fr LOVES being in between them can't convince me otherwise.

I feel like he would call you cringe shit like chubs js to make fun of you in that cutesy little couple way so bc yk he's obviously joking you don't take it to heart too much bc yk I'm a sensitive cunt so regardless some things pull on my sensitive little heart strings.

He likes to bite your everything. He just loves it bro, leaving hickeys on your skin is js perfection to him.

He loves being big spoon mainly because you are shorter than him, but he just loves holding you either way, squishing every little inch of fat he can get his huge warm palms on.

Sit on his lap, he loves it, the feeling of your weight comfortably sitting on top of him makes him hard fr.

I feel he benches alot like bro I feel like he can take at least maybe ab 300Ibs bc bro, let's keep in mind he was capable of handling OFA in that one movie, at the beginning of the series it was stated you had to have some kind of muscle/mass to handle it n like to not get your shit blown off so yh he can definitely carry you.

He js loves holding you and tightly gripping onto your chub.

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E.Kirishima.

Chubby chaser, like the definition.

I feel like he respects women the most out of everyone in the class even the girls, he js screams 'I'm an ally to women' bro. Try n change my mind. You can't.

He loves everything about you regardless, skinny chubby, big boobs small boobs, full lips thin, everything about you is mesmerizing to him simply because you just... Are.

Are what you may ask?

You simply just are.

You're like the it girl in his eyes, a goddess, the only being he wants and craves to worship. He loves holding you like bakugou, feeling and seeing your chub in his hands and the way it like squished out in between his fingers when he grabs onto a part of your body that holds a lot of fat, like your tummy or thighs or boobs he'll go berserk.

You turn him on so much you can make out for 3 seconds n his dick is hard as a rock [pun intended bc that's his quirk.]

He doesn't care what spoon he is as long as you're near him, he loves when you rake your fingers through his freshly washed hair and when you kiss his scalp that needs a new coat of dye.

[ bc you're bat shit crazy if you think I'm going near his crunchy ass greasy ass dandruff infested looking like a dandelion field ass head if this mf aint wash it. I'm so dead ass miss me w all that bullshit bc no.. it's that serious. Ik his shit stink stink.]

All slander aside he's a sweetheart and deserves to be loved.

He likes picking you up I feel like, like he'll js randomly throw you over his shoulder for the fun of it.

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M.Izuku.

My husband, the loml, my twinky little wifey, my male wife, my babygirl, my pookie sugar hunny sweetie bear pie, my zuzubear.

He loves whatever he can get, just like iida. He doesn't realize he actually pulls bitches so when you confess to him [infront of ochako bc I'm a messy bitch] he absolutely blows his top, bc you're really pretty to him heavy or not you're fucking perfect.

He loves being little spoon convince me other wise [you can't don't try🤦🏽‍♀️] he likes being held like a baby bro don't even try arguing bc I'm not even going to reply. He likes laying on your boobs because he's a pervert.

Like he's so perverted if he is on the rare occasion, being big spoon he gets hard when you rub your ass against his dick while you're trying to get comfortable, you love getting dicked down by a powerful mf that can man handle you, don't get me wrong, however it can be tiring fucking someone who has a lot of stamina and can never seem to be tired. Which is why he's semi banned from being big spoon.

He's such a pervert bro, like he fr has It written down in his notebook that mt lady has a fat ass, I js know he writes shit down ab anything that even involves you whether it be sexual or not.

Your boobs seem to feel slightly heavier in his hands? Jotted down. Ass seems to have gotten fatter? Already sketched a very detailed picture of you in a bikini of his hero suit.

Now that we're on the topic of him being far too artistic for my liking, you can't tell me he doesn't draw you in such lewd ways like I'm talking you as a secretary busting out of the seams of your shirt.

Like he fr draws you being fucked by little squid arms like in hentai or whatever. He watches alot of porn so he knows what he likes to see and what hed like to see from you. He's a gooner fr can't convince me otherwiseeee

He's a total goofy goober though, if you talk a certain way or are from a certain region where talking with some sort of accent is shown he will like steal your lango yk? Like the little things you say like if you're British and you say 'bruv' he'll start saying it, or if you say shit like 'goofy' or 'type shit', or insert other things, he'll say it. Even if he doesn't know what it means he js wants to impress you so bad!!

Speaking of which, he definitely impressed you w how good he is at eating puss bro, like there's certain mha guys I feel are js too good at cunnilingus.

he is one of them.

He follows you around in any store and like watches you like a hawk, you'll never get lost bc he doesn't leave your side, shopping for pads or other femininely products? Who gives a fuck you're his girlfriend!!!!

Now I feel he likes to have you sit on his face bc he likes the weight, he also likes carrying you around he def can n yk that so don't even put it past him bc he will not hesitate to pick you up so you can rest your little footsies.

He worships you like kirishima but better, you literally will not have to lift a finger w him around.

I feel as if overall w you being chubby n his gf he doesn't give af if you have weight or not, he js wants you to like him n call him your little malewife.

Speaking of wife I feel he can't cook for shit but is trying to learn for you.

Kiss his neck make him soak his shorts in precum.

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AN: yk I had to go all out w my baby zuzubear my little twinky malewife, I love me some him. I might make a pt 2 really depends.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Pet names (hazbin edition)

If you guys want me to do some of the other usual characters i write for when it comes to hazbin, let me know! i usually go on ahead and do 3 separate posts for "series" like this but given that these are such short posts with little substance... ill be leaving it up to you guys!

Characters: Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk, Sir Pentious, Alastor

Notes: reader is mostly gn, make reader for angel, fem reader for vaggie, otherwise I will do my best to provide gn/alt variations for any gendered names/names that are traditionally gendered, very short post only really focuses on names rather than scenarios, Alastor is a late addition to the post but his part can be seen as either platonic or queer platonic, use of "they" in this but its not that a pronoun hc i just copy/pasted the thing and didnt feel like editing the pronouns LMAO

CWs: none

CHARLIE

What they call you: Will call you anything you want to be called but I feel she has a love for some of the less common nicknames: Sunshine, Pumpkin, and so on! More often than not she calls you a shortened version of your name

What they like to be called: Similarly she's fine with anything you want to call her as long as it's nothing too dirty or mean, funny enough Sunshine also fits her!

VAGGIE

What they call you: Given that Vaggie canonically calls Charlie "Babe", I don't think it would be too far of a stretch to assume that she would call you the same as a general pet name! Also tends to call you by your nam

What they like to be called: She likes being called by her name, but if you say it when shes in the right mood shes fine with a lot of things!

ANGEL DUST

What they call you: If I said any examples I wouldn't be able to say this blog isn't NSFW/lh but also... It wouldn't be a surprise that he calls you some more vulgar names.. but in a non sexual setting? Babe is his go to for you!

What they like to be called: To the shock of absolutely no one... Love bug is a pretty basic one that hes pretty receptive too, but if you somehow find one in the same vein thats more unique hes going to be all over it

HUSK

What they call you: Sugar, Hon, Babe are his main three asides from simply saying your name. I mentioned before that affection isnt really his thing, at least not being open or overly so... I can see this spreading to verbal stuff too.. he does love you, of course

What they like to be called: Stud, though he seems to try to fight himself to not roll his eyes... Handsome, Lover, just to name a few

SIR PENTIOUS

What they call you: Darling, Dear, Dearest, Love, things like that that kind of give an "older" feel since hes from the victorian era... actually I can see him dropping a few that were popular when he was alive! Also calls you by your name... simply saying someones name is nice, it feels personal and intimate you know, in the right setting

What they like to be called: Happy with whatever you call him, you can call him Handsome or Sweetheart or even a Cutie Patootie... it doesn't matter, hes going to wear it like a badge of honor!

ALASTOR

What they call you: He already calls people things like Dear/Darling, so this ones a given! Can see him calling you Lovely as well

What they like to be called: Prefers his name but under the correct circumstances he lets you call him Hon in return

[kindofatheatrekid]

Soft Yandere! Veteran who will take care of you~!

Bro's a cutie actually- I can't believe he was written on a whim- You don't understand how much I love this old man- (I'd probably ride him until we both pass out-) This is unfortunately a fem reader scenario. Sorry, pookies- I can't make a descriptive scene if it can be both a dick and pussy. MINORS DNI. MINORS DNI. MINORS DNI. Anyways- This was written with "Guys My Age" put on the entire time- Probably explains all this- *** You don't know why it took you so long. If the you in the past knew just how good you could feel right now... Lackluster hookups and immaturity would've been a foreign concept to you. It was almost unfair if you compared any of your past lovers to the man between your legs right now. His tongue so sinful as it drags across your sopping wet cunt— your fingers tangled in his salt and pepper hair, his once combed hair now disheveled because of you. To be honest... The both of you looked fairly messed up by now. Your back arches when he starts to nip your sensitive bud, sucking on it in a way that makes you see stars when your head snaps up as a response to his ministrations. A whimper escapes from you as a finger effortlessly slides in your welcoming inner walls. A shiver runs through your spine when he chuckles at how wet you already were. "Look at you~ Are you really such a whore for an old man like me~? I’m honored~” You moan when he adds another finger in suddenly, breath hitching when he slowly scissors you. Was this what experienced men felt like? It was like he knew exactly where to go, like he knew your body better than you did. He pressed the right places, he kissed where you were the most sensitive— he looked at you in ways you never knew existed.

So when he made you cum harder than you ever did before… It didn’t surprise you when you felt the urge to keep him with you. You wanted more: more of him, more of whatever he was making you feel right now. He simply smiled when you shakily grabbed onto his shirt, pulling him in for a kiss. He quickly took control of the kiss too, his other hand snaking under your own shirt to grope your chest. It was only when your tears began to fall from the lack of air— did he finally part from your sweet, glossy lips.

“Already tapping out, huh?” He teases you, smirking when you shake your head and whine for him shamelessly. It didn’t matter that he was more than a decade older than you— it only mattered that he made you feel better than anyone ever did.  Your heart only quickened when his thumb brushes against your drool-covered lips, sensually licking your spit off his thumb.

His tongue darts out to lick his lips as well, lips that were covered with your slick. Even in your daze, you noticed how his eyes roamed over your figure— looking at you as if he was about to dig into his favorite meal. A dark chuckle rumbles from his chest, his fingers leaving you to unbuckle his belt. Before you could even whine about the emptiness he left, your knees were bent into your chest. Your thighs spread in a way that allowed him to see just how much you needed him.

“Get ready, love. You’re going to find out that an old dog can learn a few new tricks.” *** You don't understand how much I love this man- The headcanons and a whole fluff/smut scene is already in the works. Like that baker dude on Tiktok always says: "I am awesome and my ego is still undamaged."

[starryriize]

heyy if you can would you write more leehan 18+ thoughts? i loved the first one

more 18+ thoughts | leehan

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 hehehe you know my weaknesses nonnie! leehan… my man my man!! im glad you liked my first one 🫶🏼 i wasn’t sure how to end this one not proofread!

minors dni!

thinking about…best friend fratboy! leehan but he’s just a cutie who joined the frat for the networking opportunities. he only goes to events that he knows you’ll be attending too! one time, there was a talk for extra credit about some boring new marketing strategy and you sat in the back. and he takes the open seat next to you, his hands lightly grazing your thighs! things best friends don’t do- that’s what your actions are filed under. best friends don’t stare intensely at each other from across the room. you definitely don’t wear skimpy outfits knowing that leehan drools over them. the way he holds your waist, places his hand on your thighs when you sit…again, things normal friends don’t do.

so here you were, sitting in the back of the auditorium, watching another talk that happened to be required for your honors program. and of course, next to you was leehan. you would call him your “friend with benefits but included dates” but you couldn’t focus on anything the speaker was saying due to his hand slowly moving up the expanse of your thighs. his fingers making their way under the silky fabric of your skirt. oh he knew, he knew that you wore that skirt for him.

your professors would never guess what their star student was like behind closed doors...except you weren't behind closed doors. despite your mind telling you everything about the current situation was wrong, you felt your mind becoming hazy. his fingers were further up your legs, grazing the edge of your panties. if anyone walked in the auditorium doors in the side entrance, it wouldn’t take long for them to see what was going on.

leehan pulled the your panties to the side, rubbing your folds softly. your eyelids were fluttering and lips parting, struggling to keep your composure in your seat. he knew his effect on you, reveling in how the star student was so pliant just for him. goes so far as to tease you in your ear whispering how much of a little slut you are and how you’re his good girl. at this point, you’re gone. the way he looks forward, pretending to focus on the speaker, while innocently plunging two fingers into your now dripping heat. you knew the seat was probably wet, giving you two options: either leave early or leave early.

“oh. would you look at that? you’re soaking my fingers.” he whispers against your ear as if he’s commenting on the speaker’s topic. you clench on his fingers, knowing that he’s the cause. the way he curled his fingers up, hitting the spot that made you see stars and want to moan out loud. putting a hand over your mouth, you bite your lip, trying desperately to hold your whines in.

“hannie…can we go?” you ask him as quietly as you can without letting out a breathless moan, hoping that he'd want to leave early too. “sure,” his eyes were full of desperation and want, pupils blown wide. his fingers were sticky as he pulled them out, putting them in his mouth to lick them clean. watching him made your knees weak and you wanted more than just his hands.

when you guys leave, you both make a beeline for his dorm. as soon as you are in his room, your hands are all over each other in desperate need. he was tugging at your skirt, opting to simply hike it up as he pressed you against his desk. pulling you in for a heated kiss, he lets out a soft moan as you bite his lip, your free hand tangled in his hair. “mhm.. keep doing that, princess.” if your mind was foggy before, now, you couldn’t think about anything but the warmth of leehan’s lips on yours. you definitely weren’t focused when he bent you over the desk, sliding your soaked panties down your legs. leehan’s mind was dizzy, getting drunk and needy at the sight of you open and wet just for him. your whines were like a beautiful harmony that he could listen to for hours. you were blissfully fucked out by the time he slid his dick into your dripping, clenching hole. he bottomed out, giving you a few minutes to adjust before thrusting at a steady pace, hitting your cervix causing your hands to grip the table. “oh, fuck, that’s it-“ the moans you let out were shameless and that’s when you remembered that you were in his frat house. “ah-han, wh what about the others?” you whine, knowing that they probably knew what was going on in his room. “what about them?” he arrogantly replies, slowing his pace down to make sharp thrusts into the spot that had you screaming and breathless for more. “be as loud as you can dear, i want them all to know how good i’m fucking you.”

well, the night was only just beginning.

[elliesmainhoe]

Ellie Williams Headcanons:

HockeyPlayer!Ellie X Cheerleader!Reader

My Masterlist

Okay okay okay this is so cute

You go watch her practice and vice versa, sitting down and watching eachother with heart eyes.

Massive simp.

Shows you off to everyone, wrapping her arm around your waist, glaring at any other player that even dares to look your way.

Thinks that your cheer uniform is so hot and 9/10 her admiring you in it turns into a pre match work out in the changing rooms iykyk 😏.

Calls you 'Baby, Princess, sweet girl, cutie'

Kisses for good luck before every game.

Has punched one of her teammates at a after match party for getting too close to you.

Always laces up your skates for you.

Shit. You were late again.

Your hair was messily done up in your usual ponytail, uniform hastily put on and skates in hand as you rushed into the rink.

"Y/L/N where the hell have you been?!" A deep male voice yelled at you as soon you came into his vision.

"Sorry coach"

"Five minutes until you have to be on the ice. Skates on. Now."

"Yes coach" you mumbled, rushing towards a bench and sitting down, fumbling to put on your skates.

"I feel betrayed" Ellie said, making your head shoot up in surprise. "Hey Ells" you replied, a beaming smile shooting across your face.

"Nah-ah, don't smile at me traitor" she laughed, crouching down and taking the skates laces out of your hands.

"This is my job. In my girlfriend contract, it states very clearly that doing up your skates is my job." She joked, tying the shoes onto your feet securely.

"Now go, show 'em who's boss cutie." She whispered kissing your cheek and gesturing towards your awaiting squad.

Does up your hair and she's so good at it too. Her favorite style is to braid it into a pony tail ❤️

Let's assume that when you do your makeup before you go on the ice glitter is involved.

Ellie finds glitter everywhere.

Her gym bag? Yes. Her clothes? Absolutely. Her bed? Of course

Wears one of your scrunchies on her wrist like a badge of honor.

And never ever ever takes it off. (Except to shower obvs)

She loves scoring, simply because when she looks towards you in the crowd, your jumping up and down, clapping your hands and cheering before blowing her a kiss and winking.

When she finally gets off the ice after winning a game, she grabs you and lifts you up, arm resting over your short skirt so that you don't flash anyone and kisses you so passionately.

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This request was so cute 🥰.

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[luffyvace]

Hello first of all- Omg my new fav author I LOVE UR WRITING SM LIKE ???? APBDISBRQKOZ

I found your blog form the author!Reader the anon who ask haz a creative mind I loved the 2 post sm I already got addicted to it I hope u Dont mind me requesting sm form it

Imagine Kusuo getting a notification (he seems like the one has his phone on dnd but has his notification open for his s/o in all media) of her post sm in one of there public social platform saying "I'm turning into my emo phase if this writer block doesn't move on form me " and when checking her private acc (the it's only access for him and her older friend) she is all memes about her writer block and her saying "if I stop writing I give all my books and series to you my friend" just her and overreacting to her block writer

Hiii!! THANK YOU CUTIE!! It always makes me so happy to hear I can share my hobbies with others <3 ahhh I see! Of course I don’t mind dear :)

ohh so if I’m getting this right it’s Saiki finding readers second blog (in which she mostly posts unserious stuff about her writers block) I believe I get what ya mean :}

*･..°•*:.｡:3･.｡.:*･..*°.･

Lol if feel like almost every writer has they’re side blogs or blog where they not a writer they just read other’s stuff

and to me this blog seems like a kinda funny vent blog where reader can just complain about her writers block whenever she has it

LOL imagine going inactive on that acc for weeks and saiki’s wondering if you forgot about it or forgot the password but you just simply have had a lot of motivation lately

then all the sudden you come back and your rebloging all types of relatable author memes and making posts about how ‘your going emo because you have writers block’

honestly it’s kinda ironic to him

he likes your posts on both accounts to support even when your do have writers block

cuz who’s likes a guy who ups and leaves when you don’t have motivation?

the first time you threatened to give your books away he knew you were joking but at the same time he was like ‘wait don’t give all your books away they can’t write it as well as you can 😀’

’kusuo I’m joking’

🧍

‘me too I knew that’

(“Thank goodness..her books were the only thing keeping me sane from those nuisances..”)

- In Saiki’s head

he doesn’t get all the writer memes bc he’s not an author, obviously he’s not stupid so he does find some funny

i feel he doesn’t post on social media but if a post of yours does particularly good he’ll repost it

i think I touched up on him being supportive before but yeah I’m gonna say it it again bc it truly is an honorable mention

‘(Name/pen name) has posted!’

- notification

👆💥📲

- Saiki

the emoji combo was terrible but basically that’s him about to break his screen from how hard he clicked

he’s always the first one on your posts and interacts every way possible

except comments..

which sucks cuz it boosts it a lot but he just doesn’t interact online 😭

if it’s a social media where you can see who liked, aiura and torisuka always tease Saiki for being the first like every time

“Dang your a real simp huh? Your the first like on her every post!”

- Aiura

”MAN! You don’t miss a beat do ya Saiki? I can never beat you to it 😭”

- Toritsuka

“wow..you beat me once again. The second the notification pops up you’ve already liked, reblogged and shared before I can even click on it. That’s impressive I must say, but it’s also quite annoying because I would like to be the first one to support (name) one day. In fact you do everything first! You get the books before they publish! You like all her posts first! Satire or not too!- yadda yadda yadda..”

- Akechi

“you don’t even respond to me that fast! Sometimes you leave me on read or delivered for 2 days before you answer me”

- Kaido

Saiki also sees that your friend likes your second acc too

which he would figure since you two are close

ehehe..a bit short dearest but I hope it brings you joy regardless~ 😅💞

I have much to get out..need to be more active..

[fatuismooches]

Hi hi, first off I love scrolling your page. It has become part of my morning routine to read at least one of your posts before I do anything else. 2. I may not like Dottore but I do just wanna steal Pufftore for myself to cuddle.

In that sense, as something that was created and forgotten in the giant lab of his, Dottore truly forgot the thing existed until he spotted it in the room where reader was during their coma. He was ready to rush in and grab the "abomination" but ended up just standing there in the doorway and watching the creature climb on the bed and reader just subconsciously reacts the fluffball by turning their head slightly with no other movements.

It was the first time in maybe decades since reader has fallen into their second coma that he's seen reader react to anything. Even when he administered medicines and other treatments. Sometimes there would be small twitches of their fingers but nothing like them turning their head towards the creature who decided to nap right by their head.

The next time he visits reader, the fluffball had shifted to lay against readers side and he leaves it be, the creature wasn't doing anything but napping away. The day one of the younger segments burst though his office door in a panic, he is seen sprinting down the halls to reader's room. The door is slammed opened and there you are hugging Pufftore in one arm sleepily while another segment is taking your vitals. Reader who turned their head when he burst in smiled before asking, "did you make this cutie to keep me company while you were away?"

He didn't have the heart to tell them that it was an accidental experiment and was supposed to be destroyed. So he lied and said yes. Of course he and the other segments are jealous of the stupid creature getting all of the attention but reader as content with having a fluffy little companion while he was away at work. So the creature gets to live simply because it makes his s/o happy.

Sorry for the word vomit, it kinda got away from me ^^;

I'M LITERALLY GONNA CRY RN THIS IS AMAZING ANON 😭❤️ (And thank you so much!! I'm honored to be part of your routine 🥺🫶) ugh,,, i'm gonna be obsessing and brainrotting over this so hard...

Honestly, with all of the segments doing their own little experiments and the vast space of the lab, there are just things that are bound to get lost along the line. But they never care too much, because they tend to get bored with their experiments very quickly and forget about them when they stop being interesting. The blue abomination of a fox just so happened to be one of them. Discarded to the side with no real thought. He assumed it would up and die somehow but instead, he sees the unnamed creature clamber up your bed, with its stumpy little legs, and nuzzle into your sleeping body. And then you move. You move. He's been trying so, so hard to get you to react to something, anything, and a little abomination is the one who does it? All of his speeches and ranting to your sleeping self were that puny compared to this failed creature? He's upset but relieved at the same time. A part of you is still there, somewhere, at the very least.

The next time he comes, he finds that the disfigured fox had brought more... friends? Now little black puffs with a sole strand of blue hair rested around you. Dottore doesn't even remember creating those things... were they a byproduct of the first experiment?? As much as he wants to shoo them away from lying so comfortably on your body, he decides to leave them be. You seemed to enjoy them, despite not being conscious. Perhaps he should study them more in-depth? Maybe they were worth more experimenting on.

When you finally wake up, caressing that stupid fox and the bundle of small puffs jumping up and down around you excitedly, he can only say what will please you. In all honesty, he had no idea what the hell he was doing or thinking while making that abomination, he doesn't know why it has a fluffy tail and ears of a fox and the red eye and beak of a crow. And he doesn't find it cute in the slightest and can't see why you do but... it makes you smile. He can't bring himself to take away it, not when you've been so miserable with your illness.

The creatures definitely hide behind your leg so often, and then look up at the segments so smugly when you scold them for being mean to your pets. Ugh, sometimes they really want to strangle those things...

[aboutcustardcreams]

In the TARDIS

Just you, the Twelfth Doctor and a Time Lady travelling through space and time.

two three four five

“Ah, same old, same old. About to set off on another adventure!” There’s a familiar sparkle in his eyes, a light you grew to love. One could explore the universe just by looking at him, for how bright and soulful his orbs are. 

“Where are you taking me this time, Doctor?”, you question with the same delight in the voice, as you lean against the TARDIS’ panel control. 

He gives you a quirk of a smile, “Wherever, whenever. There’s no unreachable place for me”, to that, you lightly and amusedly shake your head. 

Missy scoffs and comes closer to where you’re standing, her eyes, though, are on the Doctor. “Always ready to brag, I see.”

Her proximity, a few months back, would have upset you, but not now. She changed in a miraculous way, becoming somewhat a theme in your life, crucial just like the Doctor’s. 

“My dear Missy, how wrong you are,” the man deadpans, though you believe the Time Lady is correct, at least to some extent. “I’m simply setting the mood, albeit we both know I can do anything I want.”

You find yourself chuckling, their bickering was your bread and butter. It was harmless, you knew that. Their bond was older than human civilization, deeper than anything you could ever know in a speck so little as your life. 

“So can I. And better than you,” Missy points out, an eyebrow rises as she places a hand upon your waist, her fingers squeezing a bit as she pulls you closer. You turn your head and meet her eyes feigning uncertainty regarding her admission. She hums pending from your lips, “don’t you agree with me, poppet?” You can hardly look away when she looks at you like that. Every cell of your body is drawn to her confidence, force, resiliency. Missy takes pride in the effect she has on both you and the Doctor, however, she can hardly ignore the fact that you too have a huge impact on her life. You three are like opposite poles of a magnet destined to be attached to one another. It’s irrational, and hardly makes any sense considering a magnet has two polarities and there’s three of you. But since the day you’ve met them, you’ve started believing in miracles, and that was indeed one. 

“You two, cut it out,” you click your tongue and take a step back, so that the Time Lady’s hand falls from your hip. Both your hands end up on the TARDIS’ panel, as you lean slightly against it. “You’re both Time Lords, and blah, blah, been there done that,” your eyes roam between them alternatively. Missy looks at you with a coy smirk, and so does the Doctor with his thick, expressive eyebrows. You, then, stomp your feet, and turn towards one of the screens. “Come on!” your eyes sparkle, as your mind fantasizes about the next marvelous adventure you’re about to live within the next minutes. 

The gray haired man scoffs and places his palm over the small of your back affectionately. “You impossible girl… what have we made of you?”, he says ironically, seeming rather amused in fact. You remember the day where he once said that you reminded him of one of his dearest friends who heroically passed, Clara Oswald. You had asked him about her and he had ended up speaking for hours, with such a love in the eyes, he had made you emotional. You couldn’t feel more honored when he pointed out that you had the same wonder in the eyes and a familiar little child hidden somewhere in your generous heart, that made him fall for you rather easily. 

You tap your chin, pretending to think. “An insatiable adventurer?”

“I’d say reckless and prone to get killed,” Missy remarks with a playful smirk. When you purse your lips and cross your arms over your chest, Missy comes closer again and pouts childishly, “Ahw, aren’t you a cutie?”

You ignore the compliment the best you can, but you can’t hide the hue of pink that has just colored your cheeks, “I’m not that reckless,” you trail off. “Not much more than you two at least…”

“You forget that we are Time Lords and can’t really die, while you’re–” 

Rolling your eyes, you finish her sentence, trying your best to mimic her Scottish accent, “I’m just the poppet.”  

Missy stares into your eyes, immediately noticing something into yours. You’re doing it again, the thing where your face looks absolutely irresistible and she can't comprehend how you do that. The Doctor sees it too, those doe eyes, and the little dimple that shows up on your left cheek each and every time you give them that smile. How wrong you were sometimes to think you were just a poppet, or a companion. 

To them, you were so much more. 

“Ew, you’re making me nauseous. Stop it.” There’s no conviction in Missy’s tone, despite the grimace upon her face. She looks away trying to calm the thumping of her hearts. She had sworn to herself a long time ago, to never become sentimental like the Doctor. It was true, she had abandoned the path of gloom and doom willingly, but turning good and acting loving and warm were two different things, until they weren’t. 

Her eyes open wide when you tiptoe towards her and wrap your arms around her waist tightly, “I love you too, Missy,” you say sincerely. 

The Doctor hardly suppresses a smirk. 

The Time Lady’s body stiffens as she holds her breath for a second, “what exactly do you think you’re doing?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”, you mutter and lean your head against her back, breathing in softly. “I’m hugging you.”

She wants to pretend that those three words don’t have any effect on her. But if she can lie to you, she most certainly can’t lie to herself regarding how you make her feel. “ Well, don’t. Get off of me,” her order has no integrity nor credibility. Even the Doctor rolls his eyes and tells Missy, once herald of chaos, that she has gone soft.   

“She’s still a tough one,” you tell him, “But she’s changed and for good,” there’s pride in your voice, Missy doesn’t fail to grasp. 

“And I’m really trying to stay in the good but if you push me, oh well, I’d have to punish you,” you know she is joking by the way her icy blue eyes sparkle while she looks at you. 

“Sweet,” you take a couple of steps back, allowing Missy to turn around and as if nothing had happened, she puts up her usual mask of grace and composure. “Threatening me with a good time.”

“Did you hear her, Doctor?”, she asks in disbelief. 

The man starts fumbling with the TARDIS’ panel control, pushing buttons and pulling some levers here and there, “Loud and clear. We let her get inside our heads and this is the result. There’s no coming back, I’m afraid. She owns us.” 

Missy groans at that but she doesn’t protest. As always silence means yes. 

“Aahw, this calls for a group hug,” you say mischievously. 

While Missy looks at you completely horrified, the Doctor barks out a laugh. “I’m not against hugs, although a group hug is a very different thing to ask me…”

Wiggling your fingers you approach Missy first, who lifts a finger towards you, but despite her best efforts she doesn’t look intimidating in the slightest. “I’m about to use my device,” she warns you, slowly. 

You shrug, “Feel free to check your pockets, Missy, you’ll find nothing.” 

She frowns when her hand slips in the pocket of her blazer. To her surprise, there’s nothing in there. “Excuse me, did you steal it?” 

You ignore her question and turn towards the Doctor, who appears rather impressed by your handiwork. Stealing from the Master is hardly a walk in the park. The TARDIS starts vibrating under your feet, the sound of moving gears along with an interplay of lights, makes you go crazy with joy. 

“So, where are we going?”, you almost squeal. 

“A couple of seconds and you’ll see!”, you cling to his shoulders to keep balance on your feet. When the TARDIS stops, you pull away from the Doctor and turn towards the door, eager to find out where you ended up. 

“We are going to pretend you didn’t steal my device?” Missy grabs your arm, forcing you to turn towards her. She isn’t mad or anything, you would know if she was. 

Sighing, you go through a couple of compartments, not remembering exactly in which one you hid her device. It takes you a minute for you to find it. Then you toss it in her direction, and she almost yelps while catching it. 

“This is not a goddamn toy, poppet!”, she whisper-yells. “It could vaporize you.” When she speaks to you like that, you get further proof of how far she’s come through her path of redemption. She says she will never be sentimental, but when it concerns you or the Doctor’s safety, that same woman turns into a force of nature, willing to do anything to keep you safe. 

You lift your hands apologetically, before asking, “then why do you insist on keeping it if it’s obviously so dangerous?”

“As a precaution,” she snaps. Then she lowers her shoulders and adds with a softer tone, “in case I have to get you out of trouble.”

“Isn’t it cute? Both of you say to have a duty of care to me, I never asked for…”, you tease, earning a huff out of her.

“You don’t need to ask for such a thing,” says the Doctor sincerely. 

He reaches out a hand towards you, and before you can protest, his fingers ruffle your hair, “Doctor!”, you pull away with a chuckle. 

Missy licks her lips, taking in the sweet interaction happening before her eyes. Sometimes she still struggles to believe she is nothing like she used to be. And that she has no interest in falling into old habits. It took her almost two thousand years to find her place in the world, and if on one side that made her the happiest ever been, on the other, it also unlocked a new sentiment within her. The fear that it wouldn’t last forever was strong because it was not just a fear, but a certainty. 

As the Doctor walks towards the door and opens it, you motion Missy to take your hand. 

She smiles this time, as she intertwines her fingers with yours, immediately finding comfort in your soft hold. “Where are we, Doctor?”, you later ask curiously. He says nothing, though, allowing you to give a peek at the surroundings first and find out yourself. 

Your eyes open wide, and your mouth falls partially agape. “Oh my God!” you breathe out, while taking in the beautiful pyramids standing before you. “It's ancient Egypt!”

“It sure is,” he grins, ready to give you the tour of your life.

[jell0buss-37]

you are doing gods work with all of this peter b. parker content, thank you for your service!

can I request peter b. parker headcanons on how he deals with having a crush on the reader? a human disaster basically.

Thank you so much for liking my stories! I love this idea, and rather than my usual friends to lovers approach for Peter B, I decided to make it more of a celebrity crush 😉

Part 1, Part 2

Reporter!Peter B having a crush on Actress!Reader!

He's such a cutie patootie

As an avid horror movie fan, of course he knew about you

You were one of the top scream queens in some of the most iconic slasher, monster, paranormal, etc. Films

It was always a secret dream of his when he joined the Daily Bugle to one day do an interview with any actor

As a man who can't act at all himself, he's always been envious of those who can

Putting on a mask was the closest he ever got to being someone else

He totally has a Pinterest board of your different characters

Totally doesn't have a poster he commissioned of your role in a zombie movie sitting in his room

Is totally the type to have a bunch of edits of you saved in his phone

For one birthday his buddy Ned got him this joke shirt with your face on it saying "I love Lana Del Rey" with pictures of you on it (I have a shirt of Pedro Pascal that says "I love Timothee Chalamet" on it)

Always joked that if he ever met you, he'd cry

That was until he got the chance to actually interview

He has never volunteered quicker to handle a report about someone that wasn't spiderman

Bro went on a whole makeover day immediately to get himself looking spic and span for you

Fresh new cut, clean shaved, new suit, new cologne

Plus a pedicure but he'll never admit that

He binged all of your best roles and wrote down so many different questions for the interview and quizzed himself on trivia

Has a bunch of questions from "fans" on note cards

"Peter... Are you fans?"

The interview is basically over your career and what's next for you and some of your personal life

On the day of the interview he was so excited and nervous

He's thought of a million different scenarios that could happen, one of them being that you'd fall madly in love with him

He was also scared you'd be snotty and mean

No matter what, he was a big fan and honored to do this interview for you

The interview was basically in a coffee shop. It wasn't anything that was gonna be recorded or anything, so he didn't have to worry about looking all macho in front of a camera. That and this way he can ask even more questions

He planned to get there at least an hour early, way too excited. And he didn't want you to wait

Was beyond shocked and thrown off by you already being there, waiting before ordering

Had he gotten the wrong time???

Had he been late???

How long were you waiting!?

Yet all he could do was stand frozen in front of the entrance, his mouth hung open, staring at you with wide eyes

You were reading a book, looking so peaceful and patient

He was scared that he had built up this image of you in his mind, and that reality wouldn't add up to his fantasy

But seeing you right there, who could blame him for getting his hopes up

You feel eyes on you, and look up to see a man standing there and staring

You never understood why people would put you on this high pedestal, seeing you as some sort of savior, too scared to touch you

But you were always so grateful for your fans, hell, they were the reason you were where you were today

And so rather than getting uncomfortable, you simply smile, setting your book down, walking over to the door

Might as well make the first move

FUCK

Fuck fuck fuck

You were walking over oh god

His knees became weak, his palms suddenly sweaty

Before he could run away though, you had cracked the door open, peaking out at him

"Yes? Who is it?" You joked

It was so simple, but it felt like he had been slapped in the face. It was so... Cute

You opened the door all the way, holding a hand out to him in greeting

"You must be Peter B. Parker from the Bugle! I'm (Y/n)!"

".... U-uh hello name my Peter-"

WHAT

HUH

'nAmE mY pEtEr!??'

But you just laughed. Not at him, but you thought it was charming

Thank God

You explain that you'd been in the area searching for a book, and decided to sit in the shop and read it until he got there

You also noticed he was early, but didn't mention it

All he did was nod, keeping his mouth shut in gear he'd say something stupid again

You both go up to the counter, a teenager taking your order

You had placed your order, just a (favorite drink) and (favorite snack)

He commits it to memory

You give his arm a squeeze, telling him you'll wait at the table you got for you guys

Holy shit she's touching him-

He swallows thickly, nodding and smiling at you

"You good dude? I wouldn't worry. All first dates are awkward." The teen tells him

His heart skips at the thought of this being a date, his face going red

He places his order, and the teen gasses him up, being a hype man

"You got this dude!!"

Thank you kid

He shakes off his previous nervousness, his nerve and confidence coming back to him

He finds that your actually a lot more nice and quiet than he thought

You always played confident, loud characters, occasionally a dumb bimbo, and only sometimes were you the quiet character

He always liked those roles the most. They felt more real

You told him everything, listening to all of his questions carefully, indulging in his geeky theories

"You know, I've never told anyone this, but I actually love reading the fanfiction that my fans make for me."

His face lights up at this, and he promises to keep that out of the interview

You even ask him questions about himself, to which he tells you, albeit a bit shyly

But you listen with so much intent, his heart skips a beat again

By the end of the interview, it felt like you two had known eachother forever

He didn't even get to bust out his note cards of nerdy questions, but he wasn't complaining

"Wow, we got that done so fast! Honestly, it'd be a shame to waste the evening. Would you maybe wanna go get a bite to eat?"

It's as if one of his enemies had thrown him against a wall and knocked the wind from his lungs

YOU??? Asking HIM out!??

"Ha- I, uh, food good yes-"

PETER-

"O-oh! Great! I know this great Italian restaurant a couple blocks that way, I just know it'll blow your socks off!"

He was fangirling so hard right now

Let's just hope you don't wanna go back to his place afterwards though. He'd die of embarrassment at all of the memorabilia he has

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Scarabia Romantic Headcanons

Not even gonna lie; writing these headcanons just makes me simp over characters I have never simped for. So hope you enjoy this! Kalim is a cutie, and Jamil is just yum.

Disclaimer: All characters in this series is aged up. For more information about my version of this world and the type of reader you can expect, please do a quick read of THIS post. Beta read by Grammarly and it’s trying its best.

Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia (You're Here) | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia

Romantic Headcanons

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is going to be another one who doesn’t realize he likes you for a while. For him, however, it’s not for lack of knowledge in the subject. He loves all of his friends and acts overly familiar with everyone in general. He’s simply more of a slow-burn kinda guy, where it’s going to take a lot of these interactions before his heart begins to skip beats for you. It’s nothing against you; he just needs to be close to someone before being capable of forming a romantic attachment.

Once he does realize he’s fallen for you, he won’t be wasting any time. He’ll go ahead and let you know, probably asking Jamil to prepare a fancy dinner and then taking you on a carpet ride afterward in order to confess. It’ll be romantic, sure, but the hopeful look in his eyes is enough to melt even the coldest hearts. Kalim already knows this, so when you say yes, he’s just overjoyed, and you’ll have to tell him to start directing the carpet again because he will lose focus and start crashing.

At first, it’s almost like nothing changes once you two start going out. He was always grabbing your arms and hands anyway before he even knew he liked you. Inviting you out, getting you presents. It’s what he does for all his friends. So it’ll be a bit hard for you to determine if he was actually serious when he confessed when he doesn’t change a single thing about how he acts around you.

Bring it up to him, and he’s going to laugh before grabbing your cheeks and pulling you in for a kiss. “Is that all? Why didn’t you say anything sooner? Jamil said I shouldn’t overwhelm you at the start, but if that’s what you want.” Be prepared for daily dates. Even if it’s a short one in the cafeteria. Jamil will be cooking for the both of you at this point (since Kalim refuses to let you eat normal cafeteria food while he eats gourmet meals from Jamil. You two have to be matching in your foods).

He’s also going to be having you as the honored guest at every party he throws. Just be sure to remind him to tone it down if you don’t want to be riding out on an elephant to the party where everyone is staring at you. You thought it was a joke when Kalim first suggested it until Jamil cornered you later and informed you he was very serious and you should let him know that you wouldn’t appreciate such an entrance. Unless you do, then you do you.

He likes his time spent with you but expects to be around other people constantly. He’s too social to be in his room all day; near late afternoon, he will happily go back to his room with you, sitting down and just talking about the day. He could listen to your voice for hours, even if they’re the most mundane stories. Still, during the day, just expect to be dragged around campus and greet just about everyone he remotely knows.

You’re going to be bombarded with gifts whether you like them or not. Kalim wants his lover to be pampered with the best things life has to offer, after all. He’s been to Ramshackle, and it’s not hard for him to tell that you’ve been struggling financially, judging by how all the furniture is beaten up. At first, it’ll be accessories or even stuffed animals. Grim adores it because Kalim will throw in the fanciest tuna money can buy and stock a shelf in your fridge for you.

After a while, he’s going to realize you might need more practical stuff. Sure having gold jewelry looks nice, but when you live in a hovel, it’s hard to feel luxurious. So he’s going to slowly be buying furniture to replace the old stuff. You are more than welcome to tell Kalim to tone it down, not everyone is good with always receiving presents (especially expensive ones), but he’s going to insist you let him do this. You make him happy just by being around him, after all, so he wants you to feel comfortable.

Kalim has always been the type of guy to grab your hand out of nowhere and lock his fingers with yours, even before you had a relationship, and that won’t be stopping anytime soon. He doesn’t even realize it half the time when he’s doing cute couple things with you. He just wants to be as close to you as possible. Leaving you with kisses all over your face is another thing he is totally unashamed to do. Give him a quick kiss on the lips if you want him to stop. He’ll go red, then laugh, telling you how cute he thinks that is.

Lots of sleepovers. Kalim really does enjoy being near you, and since night is the only time it’s just you two (not even Jamil will bother), he cherishes it. So he’s going to insist you spend the night with him, even keeping pajamas and extra uniforms in your size in his closet for when you agree. You’ll be under the covers with him like two little kids, talking and laughing until you’re falling asleep. Kalim is also a cuddler and will move in his sleep until he’s wrapped around you in the most awkward ways. Don’t be surprised when you wake up and he accidentally has a knee jabbing into your back.

Jamil Viper

Your relationship with Jamil is going to be one of the rockiest starts, in all honesty. After the whole overblot incident, he wants nothing to do with you. He still sees you as the one who ruined his plans, and he doesn’t take that lightly. Never mind the fact that he’s just a little bit grateful to you and your friends after helping bring him back from that state. He’s still going to see you as a nuisance for a while.

Jamil will slowly start to warm up to you over time. It’s hard to avoid you when Kalim seems so attached and is always inviting you over for parties. Go out of your way every time and offer help for Jamil. He’ll be suspicious at first and don’t even think about helping with anything that has to do with food. He trusts you as far as he can throw you, but that applies to everyone. If you want to help clean up, he won’t mind. As long as things go back where they belong, you’re more than welcome to help him with the aftermath of parties.

The more you help, the more he’ll grow to like you. He is stressed beyond belief with everything he has to do. Taking care of the dorm and Kalim, basically running the basketball club, there’s a lot on his plate. He’s going to find himself making more and more time for you, though, and even making extra food for you to take home to your dorm as thanks for helping him out. It’s going to take some time before those feelings blossom, so patience is a virtue.

Once he does realize it, though, he finds himself more relaxed in your presence and seeking you out more and more. He’ll even offer assistance when it comes to school work, as long as you don’t yap to other people exactly why your grades have skyrocketed. Your relationship is going to develop gradually until it’s just at the point where you two are seen as dating. That’s when he’s going to ask if you want to go steady with him (yes, he might even state it just like that).

He’s a very attentive boyfriend; having been watching over someone his entire life, it’s not hard for him to tell you exactly what you’re needing. Returning the favor is always appreciated but not expected from him. He makes you something to eat for lunch, then maybe bring a home-cooked meal or something from the Mostro Lounge (if you can’t cook) for dinner. He helps you with some homework, and maybe you help tutor some of the Scarabia students later on with what he taught you. He will be thank you and possibly planning on marrying you if you help get rid of 90% of his workload.

Jamil will make time for you through his busy schedule. At first, Kalim is going to be interrupting often, not realizing Jamil has his own life, but if you just text Kalim informing him you’re on a date, he’ll suddenly leave you guys alone for the rest of the day. As long as there’s something he can eat in the kitchen that won’t poison him, he’s happy. On days when he’s swamped and can’t really spend much time with you, he gets annoyed very easily. Maybe come over and help him cook by cutting things up and handing them to him. Go shopping with him, and make his mundane chore fun by being with him.

He’s going to become just as protective over you as he is of Kalim. If he thinks something or someone is suspicious, he’ll be on high guard. Advising you to perhaps not interact with that jittery freshman with shifty eyes. It’s absolutely not jealousy. He has nothing to worry about in that regard; he’s just worried that maybe someone would do something to you, distracting him, so they can get to Kalim. It’s all totally reasonable.

Be prepared to have Kalim gushing over you. He’s happy that Jamil found someone to make him happy, which means you guys now have to be best friends. Dates with the three of you will be more common. Sometimes it might even feel like you have two boyfriends, but Jamil shuts down the idea when you joke around with just the two of you. Still, Jamil doesn’t mind going places with you and Kalim. It means he gets to watch over his two responsibilities at the same time and not have to worry about the other.

Ramshackle might become his new sanctuary. It’s dusty and gross, and the furniture smells like mildew, but there are no expectations for him. When things get too much, he might show up at your doorstep to relax a bit. He probably won’t be spending the night, too worried about Kalim burning the dorm down in that situation, but he’ll be there for a few hours. It’s also the time he can be more affectionate towards you. PDA isn’t something he partakes in at all. Even walking to class, he normally won’t hold your hand, deciding you two would stand out too much. In the safety of Ramshackle, though? No expectations. No onlookers. He can just be with you.

He’s going to love it if you partake in his hobbies. Do you want to learn to dance? Say no more; he’s going to show you the beginner moves and make sure you don’t get injured (just don’t practice without him, he’ll worry about you snapping your neck doing a headstand). Do you want to come to his basketball games and practice? He’s going to show off a little more than usual, but don’t voice it. He swears he’s just taking practice seriously, but Floyd and Ace will notice the difference and tease him. If you help him clean up after games and practice, expect him to steal you away and leave you breathless with kisses in the closet. He’s hyped up from that adrenaline and feeling on top of the world still.

[lurkingshan]

For the BL ask game, can I ask 2 and 3? -☆

Oh good, I was hoping I would get another 2 so I could shout out my other FTL bl drama:

My Only 12%

I love them, your honor. This show does the trope right, with a nice helping of angst alongside all the cute moments between See-eiw and Cake both before and after they are a couple. I love how seriously the show takes the pain of falling for your friend, and how it reckons with the dynamics of this happening in a same sex friendship, in particular. This show is not in the bubble and See-eiw's feelings for Cake are all tied up with his sexuality, and this show treats that with the care it deserves. Now remember besties, when we watch this one we simply pretend the last two episodes do not exist.

Childhood Sweethearts

Ya know, I actually don't think we have any really great executions of this trope in genre. I think of childhood sweethearts as distinct from just the leads having a childhood connection (which is... most dramas) and more about a true lil kiddie romance that then becomes a real one in adulthood. Probably the best of the lot so far is...

Lian and Kuea in Cutie Pie. They were promised to each other young and the show is very much about them figuring out how to translate that promise into an adult relationship, and the show does a pretty good job of exploring the complications of that. I think my ideal version of this trope would not hinge on an arranged marriage construct, however, so I am still waiting for a show to come through with a more natural reunion for a pair of childhood sweethearts.

Send me a number and I’ll post the best and/or my fave show that uses that trope

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Petnames (Creepypasta edition)(remake)

lmao if youve been around since the beginning youll remember that this was one of my first posts- in fact i think you can find it linked in the first creepypasta masterlist in my pinned! been wanting to "return to form" so to speak and write general group hcs- this post may contain different hcs compared to the og, but it def will have more characters! i think i might remake a bunch of older posts since i like comparing how my hcs and writing has changed over time!! characters: slenderman, splendorman, eyeless jack, laughing jack, masky, hoodie, ticci toby, nina the killer, jane the killer, jeff the killer, puppeteer, bloody painter notes: reader is gn, any gendered petnames will be given an alt if applicable (ex. princess/prince), very short post, only really contains what they call you and what you call them in return, no real meat to it tbh, like a snack post, all characters are referred to as "them" not because of any pronoun hc i just copy/pasted it over and over and didnt feel like editing it cws: none

SLENDERMAN

They like calling you: Love, Darling, and Dear, and sometimes he simply says your name

You call them: He doesn't have much of a preference, but I can see Hon being a default... something about calling an old forest monster Hon feels amusing... Handsome also feels right

SPLENDORMAN

They like calling you: Honey, Dear, Schnookums, Sweetie, really he's open to calling you almost anything! He has a love for the more ridiculous names!

You call them: He doesn't have much of a preference either but if you call him Sweetiepie hes going to be head over heels... another one that just feels right...

MASKY

They like calling you: He doesnt talk all that much, but he does sometimes leave you notes and very rarely signs... on the occasion he leaves a note for you or speaks, he simply says your name! That's really it!

You call them: Prefers you to not refer to him with any name, though some petnames are on thin ice... Babe is the only one he seems to be receptive to

HOODIE

They like calling you: Looooves leaving you notes and makes a namesign for you, doesnt speak at all btw... can see him calling you by your name, Babe, Baby.. as an aside I can see Brian being a Babe/Baby dude so imagine that carries over

You call them: Sweet potato, Bud, Pumplin, Honey/Honey Bun

TICCI TOBY

They like calling you: He feels a little off calling you something that isnt some variation of your name, it could be because its different so hes not used to the mouth feel... tends to call you by a shortened version of your name

You call them: similarly hes not used to being called anything other than his name, at least not when it comes to positive things.. but he does seem to like cutie patootie as a joke

JEFF THE KILLER

They like calling you: Babe, Baby, jokingly Dumbass, Lovely.. though Babe is his default!

You call them: Hon, his name, and if youre feeling a little funny you can try to call him a dumb lovey dovey name- but just know hes going to give you the stink eye

JANE THE KILLER

They like calling you: You name for the most part, but I can see her calling you Hon!

You call them: Prefers her name but is not opposed to you calling her sweetheart!

NINA THE KILLER

They like calling you: will call you every name under the sun and may make her own to keep things fresh! its always a wild card!

You call them: doesnt care what you call her, shes going to wear it like a badge of honor and shes going to obsess over whatever nickname you give her

LAUGHING JACK

They like calling you: it comes as a shock to no one when i say that he calls you any variation of the sweet names... sweetheart, sweetpea, sweet thing, and so on... sometimes calls you sugar or toots if you let him

You call them: looooves when you call him lovey/lovely or any pie based name- honey pie for example

EYELESS JACK

They like calling you: tends to also call you by your name... hes not too big on affection, though rest assured he does love you. bro has little to no dating experience, he has ZERO game/lh

You call them: is a little picky with names, allows you to call him by his name.. the sillest he lets you go is calling him love bug

PUPPETEER

They like calling you: dear, dearest, lovely, and darling are his usual go tos!

You call them: you sometimes call him casanova as a joke but its slowly turned into one of your go to names, likes being called prince as well every now and then

BLOODY PAINTER

They like calling you: defaults to your name but will sometimes call you beautiful/handsome, othertimes he might call you sunshine

You call them: pretty boy, dear are the ones hes most receptive to. he may not bother responding if you dare call him pookie .. he prefers his name above all else, though

[babycatlix]

content creator year in review (tag game)

i was tagged by @petrichor-han​​​ i love your user btw ​and thank you for tagging me! i’m so honored that i was one of your fave gif makers 😭💖 i’m a little late doing this, but i worked both new years eve and new years day, but better late than never!

first creation & most recent creation:

so ethereal 🥰 – april, 2022: i thought this was just so pretty and this was when i started to have the mindset of “if i like this moment perhaps, someone else will also like this moment!” 

cutie in blue 💙 – january, 2023: this was the first thing i posted for the new year, but it’s not technically my most recent creation... but i love this set so much! he’s so cute and i love his mullet!

one of your favorite creations:

the duality 😳 – april, 2022 & lovely tingle interview boy 🐣  – may, 2022: i love both of these so much! i love the tingle interview one so much that i recently remade the gifs so that they look even better now. 

a creation you’re really proud of:

my sunshine mv series – may, 2022 – present: this was my way of catching up on stray kids content. i made a little series doing all of felix’s moments in their mvs.

a creation that took you forever:

count down to felix’s birthday: D-3: Favorite SKZ Player – Up All Night – september, 2022: this one took so long simply bc of the text that is overlaying across the whole set. someone did ask about it when i posted it, which i answered here and i explain how long it took.

the creation that received the most notes:

some soft hyunlix – july, 2022: as of posting this set has 1,513 notes. it was honestly a silly little set i made and posted for @jinniebit​ bc i thought it would make her feel a little better 🥺

a creation that you think deserves more notes:

not to sound like that person, but i honestly don’t think any of my creations “deserve” notes. sometimes things flop and that’s okay. are there creations i love? of course! that doesn’t mean i think they deserve more notes just bc i love them. i’m happy and grateful for the notes i do get!

a new fandom you joined & a creation you made for it:

so ethereal 🥰 – april, 2022: might be cheating to use my first creation again, but that’s literally what this one was lol

a creation you made that breaks your heart:

post concert high – crying version  😭 – august, 2022: i hate seeing felix cry, BUT he’s so cute here... so i couldn’t help but gif this moment.

a “simple” creation you really love:

fire bender felix – june, 2022: i was browsing the #lee felix tag and someone said that they would love to see “fire bender” felix using his moment from the end of thunderous and the new moment from the circus mv. this creation took me... maybe, 15 minutes? but i love it alot!

a creation that was inspired by another one:

count down to felix’s birthday: D-6: Favorite Lyrics/Verses – september, 2022: i can’t really place which cc it was that inspired me to do this prompt like this, but it was one of my mutuals... i wanna say it was @agibbangs​ but i can’t remember specifically which set of hers it was that inspired me.

a favorite creation created by someone else:

i don’t feel like this is a fair question lol, i have so many favorites from so many different cc’s! plus it’s been such an eventful year, i don’t think i could pick just one anyway.

favorite content creators from the year:

i’ll be tagging mostly artists, gfxs, and gif makers (just in alphabetical order): @agibbangs, @changbeens, @chanrizard, @chanstopher, @cheekyquokka, @geniaparadox, @ggthydrangea, @hanjesungs, @hyunchanz, @jerirose, @jinniebit, @jisungs, @juiceofmoons, @jisungsjaistandjeekies, @khairemisthios, @lee--felix, @leenow, @minzbins, @missyedits, @nevoono, @quokki, @seo-changbinnies, @skz-films, @snug-gyu, @sunnishine, @winterfloral and @yonglixx 

whew we made it! i won’t specifically tag anyone, i know we’re all probably tired, but if you wanted to do this you can! i love you all, i hope you had a good new year! stay safe out there and stay hydrated my friends! 💖

[dragonedged-if]

The RO Awards 1

The voting has come to an end and it's time to reveal the reactions of your chosen RO's as well as their placing.

"Please, seat!" I gesture towards the seat.

As I motioned towards the chair, Clara took a seat, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "So Author, rooting for anyone?" she inquired with a playful grin.

I chuckled, shaking my head. "My dear Clara, you know I don't play favorites. That would be unfair."

Variel piped up, "But surely you have a personal preference, even if you're not admitting it."

I simply smiled, refusing to give a direct answer. Lucian let out a laugh, clearly amused by our banter.

However, our conversation was soon interrupted by the arrival of a stunning woman. Her hair was the color of midnight, her skin a warm ivory, and her eyes a swirling caramel. Standing at 5'6 with a lean and petite frame, she commanded attention with her mere presence.

As she made her way over to us, I could sense the excitement in the air. Clara sat up straighter, Variel's curiosity was piqued, and even Lucian seemed eager to hear what our guest had to say.

I gestured towards her and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce our special guest who will be revealing the results of the polls."

"Serena Fairclough, The Cunning Fox the winner of my last RO award." Serena bowed her head with a flourish.

"And Stealer Of Hearts if I may add!" she grins.

As she approached Clara, Serena's eyes wandered up and down, sizing up the scandalous princess. "So this is the one I've been hearing about," she remarked, her tone playful.

Clara shot back with a smirk, "I think playful is a much better term."

Serena's eyebrow raised, intrigued. "Oh? And what kind of games are you playing?" she inquired.

Clara winked, "What I don't show you after the results!"

I laughed at Serena's flirtatious behavior. "I swear, Serena, you'll flirt with anything that can walk."

Serena replied with a chuckle, "I have you know that I have boundaries, Author, such as animals!" Her gaze then shifted to Variel. "But I think I can make an exception for you, hot stuff," she said, her tone teasing.

Variel rolled her eyes. "Foolish human, don't play with fire if you don't want to get burned."

Undeterred, Serena walked closer to Variel, getting in her personal space. "I'm flattered that you care for me, hottie, but I don't mind if you leave love marks on my body," she said, making kissing sounds with her lips.

Variel blushed and quickly stepped away, as if she had been burned. "Be careful what you wish for," she growled.

Serena felt encouraged by Variel's response and stepped closer again. "So you're thinking about it then?" she said, blowing a kiss at Variel.

"One more step and I..I!" Variel stammers.

Serena let out a laugh at the flustered dragon and turned her predatory gaze towards Lucian. She moved her hands towards her nose and sniffed the air as she asked, "How about you, cutie? You smell innocent."

Lucian stumbled over his words, unable to form a coherent response.

"Don't worry," Serena said, slapping Lucian's shoulder. "I know a teammate of mine named Amelia, and she's a cute angel perfect for you."

Then, her eyes fell upon Lucas. "Hey, handsome," she began, but Lucas quickly raised his hand in front of her face.

"One more word and I'll cut you down," Lucas warned, his gaze piercing.

Serena couldn't help but grin. "Handsome and dangerous," she said. "You're like Looney, lean and mean."

Lucas chuckled at the comparison. "Ahh yes the assassin!

"Now that we have met everybody, why don't you do the honors Serena! I hand Serena the envelope.

Serena took the envelope from my hands and shuffle them in order. "Alrighty, first place goessssss toooooo!"

"Clara Dacre, The Royal Princess"

Clara gracefully stood up from her seat, her posture regal as ever. She paused for a moment, taking in the cheers and applause from everyone around her. With a smile, she cleared her throat and began to speak.

"Thank you, thank you so much. I'm truly honored to receive this award," Clara's voice was warm and sincere. "I have to admit, I wasn't expecting this at all. There were so many amazing candidates, and I feel humbled to be chosen among them."

She paused again, looking around the room at each of the ROs, before turning back to face the audience. "I couldn't have done this without the support of my fellow characters, my Author, and of course, my beloved Readers. You inspire me every day, and I'm grateful for the opportunity to bring a little bit of joy into your lives."

Clara's eyes sparkled with emotion as she continued. "I promise to keep working hard, to keep growing as a character, and to always be there for you. Thank you again, from the bottom of my heart."

She started to teared up a bit. "Thank you again my Readers, you don't know how much this means to me! she sat down and drying her tears with her handerchief.

"I guess being the beautiful and flirty is sure way to win 1st place!" Serena boast.

Serena opened the next envelope. "2nd place goes toooo our moody bodyguard!"

Clara's eyes widened in surprise as she turned to face me. "Author, I thought you were impartial to the results!" she exclaimed.

I shrugged helplessly. "I was, but I couldn't see the final tally unless I participated."

"Stop picking on the Author, Clara," Lucas interjected, coming to my defense.

Variel laughed teasingly. "You only say that because they voted for you," she said, eyes sparkling with amusement.

Lucas remained quiet, but a wide grin spread across his face, clearly enjoying the playful banter between everyone.

"Anyways, Lucas why don't you give your speech!" I try to change the topic away from me.

Lucas stood up, his expression hard and stoic as he faced the group. "I want to express my gratitude to everyone who participated, especially the Readers who had to put up with someone as difficult as myself."

Variel let out a cheer, followed by an enthusiastic "Hear, hear!" from the rest of the group.

"But," Lucas continued, "I need to get something off my chest." He turned to face the ROs, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "In your face, and in your face, and in your face!" he said, pointing at each of the ROs in turn.

Variel's eyes narrowed as she fumed with anger. "You're just second place, and you're gloating?" she spat.

Lucas shrugged, a smug grin spreading across his face. "Hey, it's better than being you!" he mocked, taunting Variel with a victory dance.

Serena looked at me, her expression one of shock. "Is he alright?" she asked, concerned.

"He's just happy," I replied with a chuckle. "Very happy."

"So I'm gonna bath my eyes with holy water later but let's go next to 3rd place.

"Variel, The Raging Inferno"

As Variel looked at me with a perplexed expression, the rest of the group erupted in laughter, with Serena, Clara, and Lucas nearly doubling over in amusement. Lucian tried his best to stifle his laughter, covering his mouth with his hand.

Confused and a bit embarrassed, Variel turned her attention back to me. "What's a dracussy?" she asked, still clearly puzzled.

I quickly tried to redirect the conversation, urging Variel to give her speech. "Don't mind that, Variel," I said, motioning for her to take the stage. "Why don't you give your speech?"

Variel's voice was steady and strong as she addressed the group. Her eyes shone with a fierce determination, and her body seemed to radiate confidence.

"I want to thank all of you for this honor," she began, her voice ringing out through the room. "It means more to me than you could ever know. You have given me the motivation to push myself harder, to strive for greatness in all that I do."

She took a deep breath, and the room fell silent, hanging on her every word.

"I promise you this: I will not rest on my laurels. I will not be satisfied with mediocrity. I will exceed your expectations, and I will do it with everything I have."

There was a pause, and then the room erupted into applause, cheers and whistles filling the air. Variel stood there, a smile spreading across her face, basking in the glow of their admiration.

"The last but not the least, Lucian The God Of Fertility"

Lucian's face lit up with joy as he jumped up from his seat, his whole body vibrating with excitement. "Thank you, thank you so much Readers! I may have only come in 4th place, but I promise you, I will become the most interesting and captivating RO you've ever seen! You have my word!" His determination shone brightly in his eyes, and his smile was wide and infectious, radiating pure enthusiasm and eagerness to please.

The room is filled with applause and whistle.

I smiled at my computer screen, feeling grateful for the support and love I received from my readers. "Well that's that but Author may I ask when you're coming back to us?" Serena's voice brought me back to the present.

I chuckled and bopped her nose. "Soon Serena, soon. There is still much I have to do here."

She gave a small pout but then laughed. "Alright, but be fast because I'm getting bored with Elrick's jokes!"

I saluted her with a smile. "Good luck with that!"

Turning back to my computer, I addressed my readers. "So, that's the end of this review my readers, and I hope you enjoyed it. I also want to take a moment to thank you for supporting and following me. The words and admiration I receive for my characters are overwhelming and give me encouragement to keep writing, even when I feel weary."

I paused for a moment, taking in the warmth of the love and support of my readers, before continuing. "Have a fun day ahead my readers, and this is Author signing out!" With a wave, I ended the broadcast, feeling grateful for the chance to share my stories with the world.

[anotherwvba]

An Origin Story pt. 9

Inside the state-of-the-art WVBA Boxing Academy Gym, Niki and Cutie were in the midst of a sparring session, their gloves meeting in a rhythmic dance of jabs and hooks. Von Kaiser, Niki's coach, stood at ringside, his eyes narrowed as he assessed each movement.

"Come on, Niki, keep those feet moving. Defense, defense!" Von Kaiser barked, his thick German accent filling the air. “Cutie, try to corner her!”

"You can't dodge me forever, girl!" Cutie teased, throwing a playful jab that Niki deftly sidestepped.

"Who says I'm trying to dodge? Maybe I'm just giving you a workout," Niki retorted, ducking under another of Cutie's punches.

In a nearby ring, Glass Joe was shadowboxing, his movements precise and fluid. He couldn't help but think about the enthusiasm Mika and Skye had shown earlier. Their eagerness was a refreshing reminder of why he loved this sport.

Just then, the gym doors burst open, and Mika and Skye raced in, gloves in hand. Mika was in the lead, but then Skye managed to slip past her in a burst of speed at the last moment, reaching ringside first.

"I won!" Skye exclaimed, her face flushed with excitement.

Glass Joe paused his shadowboxing and looked at them curiously. "Qu'est-ce que c'est ça? What is going on here?"

"We couldn't decide who'd spar with you first, so we raced for it," Mika explained, catching her breath.

“And I won!” Skye did a little victory dance, "I guess I'm up first, Mister Joe."

"S'il te plaît, Joe will do,” Glass Joe chuckled. “I prepared some water for both of you," he gestured toward their corner where two water bottles sat. "You may want to hydrate and catch your breath."

Mika looked at the water bottles and then back at Glass Joe. Something about his thoughtful gesture made her feel...well, she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"Stand still and take your beating like a champ, Binary!"

A playful yell from Cutie startled them as Niki was getting better at dodging and parrying Cutie's relentless attacks.

"Sorry, Cutie!” Niki laughed, “I thought the point was to avoid getting hit!"

Von Kaiser nodded approvingly. "Sehr gut, Niki! Your footwork is improving."

As they continued their sparring session, Gabby Jay ambled over to where Mika, Skye, and Glass Joe were standing. "Pardon. When José asked if you two could spar with him, I simply had to come and see for myself. May I?”

Mika and Skye exchanged humbled and amazed glances. "Really? That's awesome," Mika said.

Skye chimed in as she slipped on her bright red gloves, "We're honored you're going to watch, sir."

Glass Joe turned to Gabby Jay, his eyes filled with respect. "To be observed by Le Maître? Of course. Would you be willing to give us some pointers?"

"Of course," Gabby Jay replied, his thick French accent tinged with warmth. "It's always a pleasure to help young fighters."

Glass Joe looked at Skye and offered his gloved hand to help her up the ring steps. "Shall we dance, Mademoiselle?"

Skye's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Such a gentleman," she said, taking his gloved hand.

Mika gave her a fist bump. "Knock 'em dead, girl."

Skye grinned. "I'll do my best."

With that, Skye climbed into the ring, her heart pounding with excitement. She slipped her mouthpiece in and looked across at Glass Joe.

"Any last-minute advice?" Skye raised her gloves, a slight tremble of nerves shaking her.

Glass Joe smiled, his own gloves coming up in a defensive stance. "Mlle Skye, enjoy yourself. That is the point."

And with that, the bell rang, and the first chapter in Skye’s journey was beginning.