#so many tags oki lets go

[luna-loveboop]

Legend sick fics you say 👀

Well I don’t think I remember too many sick fics off the top of my head but weathered and wavering by Quirkle is very good.

Once you have a collection please do share with the class 🫶

Hehe yeah. Here is the original post about Legend sick fics. I got a lot of recommendations in the replies and reblogs that are so cool- seriously I read a ton of them and you guys are so awesome (/gen)

@uniquevoidflowers wrote this fic for me which is amazing of course- it has some of the coolest imagery with a flower thermometer which makes me very happy

Pretty much all of @skyward-floored 's sick fics are awesome, including this legend one that was instantly recommended to me by quite a lot of people lol (since it was posted very recently) (go read it)

Fill the cracks with gold by @sister-dear was so fun to read, it might be one of my favourites for Four

I loved Hiding behind plaster and ceramics by @occasionallyprosie -it had a lot of takes I hadn't seen before and was also very good writing

@arecaceae175 recommended down, a nine chapter sickfic that is really good, I loved reading it.

There's a lot of other ones, and most of them are in the notes of the post I made:

@the-au-collector made this reblog with a ton of good recommendations, and @hero-of-the-wolf reblogged with one I liked. Idk if the links can work like that but we'll find out

And my wisdom tooth surgery went well :D I've stayed off the internet for a bit of recovery. I'm good I'm just not doing too much interacting when I'm tired *shrug*. I was scared because my health is always so bad but it was ok. :))) I have definitely spent a lot of time reading- I knew it was a good idea to ask for sick fics for surgery week XD

So that's the lovely list of sick fics I've been reading- for when you get your wisdom teeth out. Or you're not feeling well, or you just feel like reading. Anyways.

Also my mind is still pretty tired right now but I wanted to answer this- I hope it's ok for everyone I tagged, and my phrasing and language isn't good right now, sorry. Love you guys /plat <333

[larz-barz]

Thank you

Warning(s)/info: Sanemi being mean, Miki gets hurt (prepare yourself miki stans), general demon slayer things

Tagging: @hotelcaliforniaenbydancer @nothingtoseehere1-2-3 @rosalinastan1 @ayunakatsukiwolfhashira @pinkwisteria @kimetsu-chan @slayfics @night-mince10000000000000000001 @frostburn-shoto @pulim-v (idk if it’s oki to tag you in this-) @muichirolover14 @muichirosboba @kiyokatokito

Tanjiro growls angrily when Sanemi stabs into Nezuko’s box, but before he could do anything one of the other Hashira leapt up.

“Sh-Shinazugawa-Sama..! P-please stop..!” The small girl squeaks in pain when Sanemi stabs her shoulder, feeling no remorse for the trembling girl.

“I don’t want to hear it, freak!” He yells at her then is shocked when Tanjiro flies out of Obanai’s grip to head butt him.

“Why you little-” “Why would you attack her like that?! She was just trying to get you to calm down! What gives you the right to attack a fellow Hashira, especially a lady!! She did nothing to you!” He feels a hand on his shoulder and a chill runs down his spine.

The ice dragon hashira glares darkly up at Sanemi. “Shinazugawa, I suggest you step away from my little sister.” Michio’s cold tone sends another chill down Tanjiro’s spine as he looks up at half demon.

His heterochromatic eyes stare deeply into Sanemi’s soul, not allowing him to break away from his gaze.

Tanjiro helps Miki move to the two of them and Michio’s gaze softens as he hugs her close and heals her shoulder.

Master Kagaya comes out and calms the situation.

After many agonizing moments, the meeting is over and Tanjiro and Nezuko have been spared.

…

Tanjiro is lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling when he hears a soft, gentle knock on the door. He smiles and sits up. “Come in!” He calls out and his smile softens when Mikitama comes in.

“H-hey uhm… H-how are you feeling..?” She asks with a slight tilt of her head.

“I’m alright! Is your shoulder okay? And thank you for defending Nezuko!” He responds with a concerned expression and bows slightly then relaxes when she nods.

“M-mhm, of course… My brother healed it..!”

His eyes go to Mikitama’s tail when it starts swaying behind her.

Tanjiro invites her to sit with him on the bed by patting a spot.

“So is he always that rude to you?” He asks curiously and looks concerned when she nods sadly.

“Y-yeah…” Tanjiro takes Mikitama’s hands and clasps them in his own hands. “You should stand up for yourself! I’ll be there with you! You shouldn’t let anyone treat you badly like that!”

The small yokai’s eyes widen and she blushes as he looks at her with determination in his eyes.

She smiles softly and nods as her eyes sparkle brightly.

“I’ll be there, I won’t let him lay a finger on you.” He gives her hands a reassuring squeeze before releasing them.

“Th-thank you, Tanjiro-kun…” She responds shyly and blushes more when he pats her on her head.

“Of course, Mikitama-sama.”

~the end~

:D

[kalevalakryze]

Okey Dokey

Pairing: Rose MacLean/Lee Moldaver, Lee Moldaver & Lucy MacLean Characters: Lee Moldaver, Rose MacLean, Lucy MacLean Tags: Soft, Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Shady Sands, Okey Dokey

The sound of small children shouting was enough to urge Rose and Lee to separate in a flash. “What are they doing down there?” Rose croaked, rubbing at the dark smudge of lipstick that stained the side of her throat, gently nudging on Lee’s shoulder until the older woman was pushing herself up on the faded couch cushions, fighting to get her feet on solid ground once Rose unhooked her ankle from around her legs. 

“You just pushed a future U.S Army Soldier!” A young voice screeched, shrill and echoing from the courtyard where the Shady Sands school let out into. 

“I’ll handle this-” Her back popped in protest as she shifted out of Rose’s grasp, pressing her lips into the crown of her head as she reached to grab her jacket from the back of the couch. 

There was a circle of kids gathered in the courtyard, though it was the four-year-old with tears in her eyes in the center that had Moldaver parting the crowd with haste. Big brown eyes turned to her as fat tears ran down her pale face, hands reaching up for her almost immediately once she noticed that support had come quickly. The soft skin of her palms was torn up, blood welling up in the tiny scrapes that the pavement had left. 

“They forgot the golden rule!” Lucy shouted, pointing accusatorily to the older kid who must have pushed her. 

Inhaling slowly through her nose, Lee doubled over to take Lucy in her arms. “Okey Dokey,” She settled the girl on her hip, gently taking her scratched-up hands to bring them closer to her face to examine them. “You’re okay, bottlecap,”

Despite the scratches on her palms, Lucy’s small fingers wrapped around a strip of cloth close to her shoulder, tethering herself to the woman who was quickly replacing any memory of some guy named ‘Hank’ in her small mind. She giggled, a warm, wet thing as she wiped a snotty nose and salty tears against Lee’s jacket. “Oki-doki.” She echoed, lips upturning as her ailments were forgotten by the way the words sounded rolling off her tongue. 

Even as Lee offered an impromptu lecture on this ‘Golden Rule’ that Rose had taught to Lucy, the girl seemed more entranced in whispering the phrase to herself quietly, giggling as she tried it in the many different intonations. “You okay, bottlecap?” Tangled hair was brushed back as the weight on her hip was resettled - Lucy hadn’t even realized that Moldaver had started walking her back to their Vault, high windows and planter boxes that hung from windows, twisted and barren flowers trying desperately to grow from the irradiated soil. 

“Mhmm!” She’d agreed readily, tears dried and the confrontation long forgotten. “ ‘m ‘oki-doki!’” The girl exclaimed, beaming at Moldaver, even as a warm chuckle rumbled through her chest as they pushed through the front door. 

“Our girl here got into a bit of a scuffle, I’m gonna go clean her up for dinner,” Her words were called in passing as she carried Lucy through the small home, Rose’s reply just barely reaching their ears as she slipped into the cozy bathroom to settle Lucy on the edge of the small changing table they’d crammed inside for Norm. 

“Now, I have to clean your hands, alright? Be brave for me?” Lee moved swiftly about the bathroom, grabbing a mild antiseptic from the mirror, as well as clean yellow bandaids, the small cartoony designs preserved from a better time. They wouldn’t stick against her palms for long, especially not when Lucy was always more interested in getting her hands dirty, but it would hold up long enough for the skin to close around the deeper cuts. 

“Okey-Dokey,” Lee hummed, smiling warmly to ward off any of the prickling anxiety that had Lucy twitching on the table. “It’s going to sting, deep breath in for me,” Lucy followed the instruction perfectly, even when the sting of disinfectant burned against her palms. 

“So brave,” Lee praised not unkindly as bandages were peeled open and gently secured in place. Her lips were feather-light as she brushed them across the girls palms. “All better, but, I think a nice warm meal might help you feel even better,” Warm brown eyes flickered from the girl just in time for Rose to peer into the doorway, an infectious smile on her lips as her shoulder bumped into the frame. 

“Well then I have perfect timing. Come on, my brave girls. Lets get you two some dinner,” 

“Oki-Doki!”

[causticjuice]

A Refreshing Distraction — Part 1

Copia x masc!reader

(Part 2 here)

Summary: You convince Papa to go see a movie with you as a break from his paperwork. He still needs some help clearing his mind, and you do so with pleasure.

Notes: Reader is referred to by masculine terms (only in Italian in this part) and wears a cassock (even though they’re a Sibling because fuck the rules in this here satanic church). Their genitals are not mentioned. Also, I know that Copia wears those black nitrile gloves in the chapters but I cannot have that, he’s wearing leather ones.

Tags: SMUT (18+ MDNI), oral sex, car blowjob (while driving), getting caught (sorta, not really)

Word count: 1.6k

ao3

You walk through the corridors leisurely, admiring the intricately carved wooden panels on the walls while making your way to Copia’s office. You know he has been having a hard time with tax season lately and you haven’t seen him in days. It seems strange to you anyway that a Papa would be the one filing his own taxes, but you accepted it. He’s been holed up with those papers long enough, and probably unable to make any progress at this point, so you decided to take his mind off of it for a bit. You heard of a new movie that just started playing in theaters and thought that would be a good enough distraction. It’s your day off and you know Copia will appreciate going at a time when the place isn’t packed. Once you arrive at his door, you give it three rapid knocks and once you hear his voice telling you to come in, you open the door.

“Oh, hello, Fratello! I wasn’t expecting you today,” Copia says, grinning.

“Yeah, well, I haven’t seen you in a while. And I have no duties scheduled today so I thought we could go see a movie together,” you suggest, with a subtle hint of uncertainty in your voice, already anticipating his response.

“Unfortunately, I, uh…,” he gestures to his desk, “need to deal with this now. But I will gladly go another time.”

You pause for a few seconds. You know this work is important but he still needs some time off. You can see his eyes look puffy, even with the paint around them. “I think you’ve earned a trip out to the town for a bit.”

“I do need to finish this, caro,” he insists, while giving you an apologetic look.

You decide to try to convince him to go one more time. “Think about it. I bet you've been sitting there, trying to figure out some little detail and not able to do it, right? Your brain needs a break, Copia.”

He sighs, staring for a moment at the stack of papers in front of him. “Okay, I will go.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll show you a good time,” you smirk.

“Alrighty, give me a moment, hm?” He scurries out of the room after you give him a small nod.

You sit down at the desk and scan over the chaos in front of you. There are at least five different piles of papers, different bowls, plates and cutlery all stacked together and many empty juice boxes, on the desk itself and in the small trash can next to it. You hear an exasperated “damn it” and break out of your trance.

The door that Copia left through opens once again and you see him appear.

“I’m so sorry but it seems that I, eh, have no other clean clothes… I have just been so busy–“

“Oh, don’t worry, you look fine. We’re not going to the Met Gala! C’mon, we’ll be late.”

“A-are you sure? Won’t I stand out?” He asks.

“I will stand out more in my cassock than you will in a tracksuit and T-shirt.”

“Hm… Okie dokie, let’s go.” He gestures to the door, letting you leave first.

On the drive to the theater, you notice that he’s gripping the steering wheel tightly enough that the leather of his gloves is almost constantly squeaking against it, and his jaw is clenched.

“Are you okay, Papa?” you question.

“Ah, sì, sì, just worried about work,” he answers.

“Hmm. Maybe I can help you take your mind off of it?” You place your hand gently on his thigh, slowly moving it higher.

“I’m not sure what you– Oh,” he cuts off as your fingers almost reach his crotch.

“Is that alright? May I continue?”

“Y-yes, please.”

You move your hand up until it is resting over his bulge and lightly stroke. Once you notice he is getting hard, you squeeze a little as you continue your movement. A tiny gasp escapes Copia’s lips and his eyes close briefly.

“Keep your eyes on the road, Papa,” you tease. He clears his throat and straightens up a bit, composing himself.

Satisfied that he will pay attention now, you hook your thumb on the waistband of his sweatpants and underwear and pull them down, letting his cock spring out against his belly. You grasp him and run your thumb over his head, gathering his precum. You can’t stop the urge to taste his arousal and bring the drop to your mouth. Copia glances over at you for a moment as you hum at the taste. Wanting to taste more of him, you dip your head down and run the tip of your tongue directly over his slit, which earns you a shudder.

You start to lick in circles around his head while occasionally pumping your hand over his length. You can feel his toned thighs tense slightly under your other hand and hear his breathing becoming just a little more shallow and rapid. You still the hand working him and lower your head, taking him deeper into your mouth, while reaching your tongue down towards his balls. After a moment of pause, you move up, pressing your tongue against him until you reach the top once again. A low moan comes from Copia, clearly becoming more aroused while also being mildly frustrated at your slow pace. He seems to be letting go of his shy demeanor and letting lust take over.

Just as you start to pick up your pace, you can feel the car slow to a stop and a hand pressed on the back of your head.

“We’re at a stoplight now, topolino, don’t move,” Copia whispers.

The top of his LeSabre is down, so you know it would be plainly obvious to anyone around if you continued. You decide to tease him just a little bit by massaging his balls delicately, not being able to do much more with his cock down your throat and his hand restricting you. The sound that escapes him, a mix of a moan and yelp, is absolutely obscene and not at all what you expected from your gentle action. That’s when you feel his hand grip your hair and yank you off of him. He keeps you just below eye level, glaring at you, completely red in the face. You glance over to his left and see two people in another convertible staring at you with wide eyes. You grin and wave at them with the hand that just elicited that over-the-top response, your face portraying a bizarre mix of mischief and embarrassment.

The car you’re looking at starts driving and you hear a honk from behind. Copia quickly lets go of your hair, grabs the stick shift and starts driving.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” He yells.

“What? We’ll probably never see those people again.”

“And what if they know who I am?”

“Then I’m sure this is not much worse than what they’ve seen from you before.” He huffs in response. “What was that reaction anyway? I barely touched you.”

“I wasn’t expecting it!”

You glance down at his crotch and see that he’s still hard.

“You wanna keep going?” You ask.

“You better finish what you started,” he replies, still clearly annoyed at you.

This time, he is much more rough once you start again. You begin with an already relatively quick pace, bobbing your head up and down while keeping a bit of suction. Whenever he doesn’t need to use it for driving the car, he places his hand on your head and shoves you down, all the while grunting and growling. You can tell from a glance at your surroundings that you’re at the part of the road where it is straight and uninterrupted for a while, and you speed up even more. Copia’s hips start to move in rhythm with you and his fingers are now threaded through your hair.

“Cazzo, Fratello–” he growls low in his belly and his hips begin to stagger at the top of his movement. You keep moving your head up and down, committing to memory the blissful feeling of having him fill your mouth up and making him unravel under you.

He tenses up and thrusts one last time as you keep your nose pressed against him and feel his cum spill directly down your throat and into your stomach. You pull off of him just in time to pump one more rope out and catch it on your tongue this time to taste him.

“Hmm, you taste so delicious, Papa,” you moan as you lift yourself up.

Copia only pants and huffs, unable to respond, all of his attention split between coming down from his pleasure and driving the car.

After a moment, you tuck him back into his clothes to the best of your ability, only seconds before he pulls into the parking lot at your destination.

You notice he is still in a dazed state, pausing for a beat too long after stopping the car.

“Everything good?” you ask, and just as you get the words out, he turns sharply towards you and pulls you into an intense kiss, grabbing the back of your neck. After you quickly adjust to the surprise, you deepen the kiss and swirl your tongue against his. As you do, he moans and pulls away.

“Sì, I suppose that does taste nice,” he smiles with a glint in his eye, “that was incredible, tesoro, thank you.”

“My pleasure. Besides, you can return the favor during the movie.”

[valaruakars]

28 w reader saying “Oh, I can think of many ways to shut you up right now.”? 🎉 Flustered birthday boy

Okie dokie! Flustered birthday boy who's really cut loose this year, coming right at you 💖 Something a little sweeter to break up the spice. 

Tags/Warnings: Viktor x G!N Reader, heavy alcohol use (Vik only), drunk smoochin'

Viktor’s memory is good, even when he’s trashed.

Yes, drunk, sloshed, utterly inebriated—any of those words would perfectly describe the stumbling, slurring state he’s wound up in. You can’t blame him though. It is his birthday.

You only wish Jayce could’ve found some other way to show him a good time. One that didn’t involve leaving you to drag him home with his arm hugged tight around your shoulder and his breath cloyingly sweet against your cheek.

And then there is the fact that he simply will not shut up.

He has already told Jayce that it was you who cracked his favorite magnifier, and the bartender that you tripped up the stairs this morning and he saw your underwear. Informed a stranger in the lift that your hair smells good and he is turning twenty three today, entirely unprompted. And he has reminded you twice now about the last time you got shamefully drunk; how you threw up in a bush and lost both your shoes, which means he’s currently doing much better than you.

Good thing you like him.

Really, really like him.

And because you’re a good friend—that’s all you are to him, after all—you help him into his dorm room and out of his coat and shoes while he snickers and slurs and paws at you, unbalanced. Yes, very unbalanced. You’re quick to dump him in bed, but before you can roll him into the recovery position and scoot, his hand closes around your wrist.

How could you leave him, when he pulls you to sit on the edge of his bed and whispers with those hazy, honeyed eyes that he doesn’t want to be alone?

“I’ll stay until you fall asleep,” you try to negotiate, at first.

“Hmph. Then I’ll keep myself awake,” he mutters defiantly, though his voice is raw and tired. He won’t last long. “Do you remember the time you—?

But, still.

“Please shut up.”

“Perhaps if you stay,” he shrugs, and you realize that he never quite let go of your wrist. “Otherwise, it won’t be possible. You’ll, mmn… You’ll have to listen to me all night.”

You roll your eyes, but his crooked smile is rather contagious. “Oh, but I can think of several ways to shut you up right now,” you threaten, reaching up and across him for one of his many pillows.

It all gets shockingly quiet—as you’d wanted, right?—when he ratchets up on his elbow and pulls you down against his mouth in an uncoordinated, unsuccessful, highly unexpected collision of lips and teeth. Heavy on the teeth, and your lip might just be bleeding. Hardly what one could call a kiss, but…

“Did you just…?” you mutter, touching your lip. It comes back clean.

He drops back into the pillows; turns his face away, an explosion of color on his pale cheeks. He’s been flushed since he started drinking, but not this deeply rosy. “I—I thought you meant…” His voice tapers off, quiet and heart shatteringly ashamed as he says, “I thought that you, ah, wanted to… Kiss me.”

“I kinda wanted to smother you,” you laugh, shuffling into bed beside him; drawing his face blooming pleasant surprise in so close that you can smell the alcohol sweet and heavy on his breath. “But there’s more than one way to do that, I suppose.”

[late-to-the-party-81]

Oki doki my loves!

This is…wow!

I never thought I’d get here (especially with the spam porn bot invasion of Winter 22/23), but 1k!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

I can’t say it hasn’t been challenging, so that is going to be the theme of this celebration- Challenges.

If you are interested in celebrating with me, and you are over 18, then just head on under the cut!

Still here? Excellent!

So- easy bits first.

From now (18th) until 31st of Jan please feel free to send requests for little drabbles- gimme a babe (or several) and a challenge for one/all of them. Sweet, spicy or soft dark! It could be a little challenge. It could be a big challenge. Whatever you want. (See below for some challenge ideas) I write for Marvel characters, CE characters and SS characters.

Also, for the weekend of 28-29th Jan (GMT) I will be answering the usual game asks- FMK, OVA, Would you rather, Cast your Mutuals, and head-canons about the relationships in my various series - please see my masterlist for Marvel and non-Marvel series. You can send asks in advance.

Then the biggy- and this is a challenge for you lovely lot. A writing challenge. A Challenge Yourself challenge. What do I mean?

Is there a character you’ve never got around to writing?

A pairing?

A trope?

A style?

An Au?

A follow-up to that one shot you really enjoyed writing?

Now is the time! Challenge yourself! Stretch your comfort zone!

No word count limit, but please use a cut if over 250 words. All styles are fine (e.g. Fluff, Smut, Dark etc), but please use appropriate tags (and please, no Underage, Incest, Scat or Bestiality - monster fucking is fine).

The time limit for the challenge is the end of June 2023 and I’m asking you to use the Tags #Challenge Yourself and #Jen’s 1k Challenge so I can find all your lovely entries and make a master list. I’d prefer if you stick to Marvel/CE/SS characters, but that’s not a hard and fast rule if inspiration strikes.

You don’t have to be a moot to join in, but I’d love if you were a follower and that if you do send an ask for a drabble or game you interact with my response.

Have fun, and keep scrolling for some further inspo!

Trope ideas

Only one bed

Enemies to lovers

The grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one

And they were roommates

Sex pollen/Fuck or die

Identity porn

Miscommunication

Mutual pining/idiots in love

Didn’t know they were dating

Stuck in a cabin

Basement wife

Forbidden relationship

Sugar relationship

Undercover/pretend relationship

Style ideas

Fluff

Angst

Whump

Hurt/Comfort

Smut

Soft Dark

Dark

And combos of any of the above

AU ideas

No powers

Mafia

Medieval

Modern Royalty

Omegaverse

Fantasy

Vampire

Demon

Werewolf/Shifter

Apocalypse

Canon divergent (e.g. Avengers Tower fics or Hydra won fics)

Rockstar

College/Uni

Soulmate

Greek/Roman

Firefighter

Medical/Veterinary

Police

Cam/Sex worker

Coffee shop

Bakery

Florist

Tattoo parlour

School teacher

Biker

Challenge ideas for Drabble asks

Keep a secret

Be quiet!

How long can you take it?

How many can you take?

Switching

Build furniture

Meet a deadline

Babysit

Learn a new skill/language

Find the McGuffin!

Supermarket dash

Karaoke battle

Baking battle

New job

Fix the problem

Love you all so much! Let’s have some fun!

No pressure tags: @jobean12-blog @christywantspizza @navybrat817 @sidepartskinnyjeans @jadedvibes @lfnr-blog-blog-blog @mickeyhenrys @weekendgothgirl @yarnforbrains @strangeprincex @writerkenna @elvenfforestydd @doasyoudesireandlive @luxeavenger @wheezy-stucky @flordeamatista @goldylions @ohsymphony @krissy25 @bodeckersdiamonddoll @chrisdrysdale @sunshinebuckybarnes @lunarbuck @aquariusbarnes @beach-daydreaming

[fandomregression]

asking again just in case I didn't click anon when I requested the first time. but ashes o’reilly hcs?

(also I think you can ‘do not archive’ tag it if you don't want jonny seeing)

Regressor Ashes O'reilly Headcanons!

ashes regresses usually to older kid ages! usually around 6-10!! they like to think they're a very independent kiddo (but sometimes that just doesn't work out)

they like to at least try doing everything at least once (i wanna cook! i wanna pour the juice!) but there are some things they're not allowed to do (these were set by brian, who got very tired of ashes sneaking into the pilot area and sending them off course towards whatever planet caught ashes' attention)

ashes doesn't have a main cg because they try so hard to be independent, but a lot of times if they do need help they'll run to brian or nastya or maybe - MAYBE - jonny

jonny however is then supposed to find literally anyone else. because the two of them without big-ashes' ever so slight filter will actually lead to them burning down the ship

"jonny i need help!!" "sure kiddo what's up??" "marius says no ice cream i wanna take his kneecaps" "say no more, i've got the perfect idea!"

ashes is generally a picky kid, and they just really love sweets. this of course leads to difficult meals because if allowed, they would just survive off of chocolate cereal and cake. this is not allowed. this leads to tantrums

jonny then comes in and gives them cake. because he would rather be on ashes' good side

they aren't allowed to smoke when they're regressed, because the one time they let ashes smoke when regressed they set fire to a sofa (accidentally (as far as anyone should be concerned))

instead, ashes runs around with a toy cigar that lights up on the end. they go through so many of those things because while you're not supposed to chew on them, ashes 100% does

hide-and-seek with toy soldier. hide-and-seek with toy soldier!!!

if anyone else is regressed on the ship, usually ashes takes on a big sib persona and they help take care of the other small mech, but they still demand their own attention and will often get the other regressor involved in whatever scheme game they've come up with

when they're on the younger end of their regression, ashes does tend to carry around a blankie they have. its a baby quilt, and its very worn out, but they need it around. its their biggest comfort item

storytime with ivy. storytime with ivy!!!

they love playing card games, and at first jonny thought he'd have to let them win, so he went easy on them. turns out, as a kiddo, ashes is a huge cheat and very, very good at card games. jonny doesn't have to let them win, ashes has to let him win. tim makes fun of him for this, which always makes ashes laugh

okie i think thats all ive got in my head aodjfjakzjrjgja ive got thoughts on who in the mechs would regress/be a flip/be a cg and ashes is firmly in the flip category

[goodfully]

ahh okay truthfully, as much as i like tumblr i still feel really awkward with it... goodness i feel like an old person that doesnt know how to use social media hfkehfm (like tagging? such an easy way to organize things! but i dont intend to "help ppl find your post" hahaha) but i like rambling to myself a little too much, into a void-like non-void?

anyway i just wanted to talk to myself again about upcoming reading plans hehe! i have about six weeks left before i leave my books and move out for grad school, and its going to be a really busy six weeks too. im really hoping i can finish reading hermann hesse, steppenwolf and elena ferrante, neapolitan novels!!! ahh but i read quite slow and its likelier that i wont be able to finish five books during this time, esp when my brains extra dead and messy while im packing or being with family members. i really hope so tho!!!

hhfh about steppenwolf... only read the authors note so far and ahhhh!!! hesse said that altho anyone can interpret what they read the way they want to, he hopes that his readers wouldnt misunderstand that this book is about man despairing, but rather that it is about man healing and believing. god god god i love hesse i actually havent read that many books by him yet, but im just so excited to finally read this one!!!

okies so i only just finished reading the brothers karamazov today (!!!) but ahh!!!!! seriously my favorite book ever. i wish i had actual words to say about it, now that ive actually finished reading it, but. ah.. words! i really love it a lot and theres just so many lines i wish to never forget. my goodness, the ivan monologues, zosima chapters, and ending speeches at the end of the trial...!!! theyll all forever be with me! ahh theres really too much to say, i think if i wanted to id need to pick one of the many many things from the book in order to talk about it more. i honestly want to bring this book along with me when i move but its so heavy hfjsjf and i have very limited space in the suitcase</3

i think reading about religion and god and everything in general does drive me a bit crazy. from what i know of dostoevsky (very little hahaha), he struggled with faith and believing in god before being a more devout christian. maybe thats why i liked tbk so much. i was just talking about it with my friend earlier! ive.. never been religious growing up but i still have that childish dream wishing that i was. my dads parents were christian and my moms family is daoist, but neither of my parents pushed anything on me, tbh they both didnt have really strong beliefs either. but still now i wish i just had full belief and trust in god, any god or deity.. just please let me believe in anything really. drives me insane. how can you have undeniable, unconditional divine love? i do wish i understood it so well that im able to love everything, but it frustrates me so much that no matter how much im trying to understand it, im not. and i think my interest in philosophy has more to do with figuring out what and how to believe than id like to admit.

i hope no one else sees/reads this but i also kinda hope someone does and gives me book recommendations... books that make me feel like i did during the zosima chapters hahaha

[luna-loveboop]

….. I wanna be kind more. Like I think back recently and I haven’t made as many attempts as I would like to be deliberately kind to people. Yall better watch out now it’s my goal to make at least five people on here smile in the next week.

[sunlitlemonade]

WIP tag game

tagged by @ace-kdj <33

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPS.

okie. hi. the thing is that is that i got rid of a lot of wips (writing dysphoria 😩) so the number of active wips I have is pretty low and most of these are folders with plot points/vibes I wanna go for,,, howEVER rules say I can share snippets OR just ramble about them. so :] here's the list :]

DC Comics -

- UTRH fic

- RHATO issue#25 divergence

- the weight of stardust

- let miles fucking SLEEP please

- catty on main

- Gotham City Garage fic

- ✨Childhood trauma✨

- little [big] cloth thief

- Post-Spyral reconciliation

- i am one who loved not wisely but too well

- kinda gay to be coparenting AND hooking up bro ngl

COD: Modern Warfare II -

- Betting on Bullets and Masks

Alex Rider -

- MI6!Yassen

- SCORPIA!Alex

- thanks. i hate it.

- the fuckers reunite as THEY SHOULD HAVE

- alex thru yassen's eyes thru the years

- alex is a lost kitty. who happens to know how to hack security systems.

Fence! -

- aiden & nick

No pressure tags for: @greeneyesandfingerstripes @albatraoz and uhhhh whoever would like to join? I'm too sleepy for this rjzbfsnxjs

[nightmaretherabbit]

Father & Daughter Autumn Walk

Bubbly put on her lavender colored coat and her baby pink gloves. She was ready to go out on a walk in the fresh Autumn air.

"Ready to go?" Vespa asked her as he putting the glove on his right hand.

"Almost!" Bubbly put on her new boots that he'd bought for her a few weeks ago,

"Ok! All ready!" She smiled at Vespa and the two went out into the cool night air.

Vespa grabbed Bubbly's hand and the two started to walk through the forest.

The forest wasn't a safe place, especially at night. Many drunks were out here at night, and lots of violent people.

Vespa never let Bubbly go out in the night without him. Last night was Halloween so that was an exception. But still he didn't like doing it. But at least on Halloween she had the other kids with her.

"Dad?" Bubbly looked at Vespa with a slightly worried expression on her face.

"Yes?" Vespa looked at her with a bit of confusion.

Bubbly sighed and looked infront of her."It's kinda scary out here when it's late..."

"Yes it is. But you don't have to worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

She gripped on his hand tighter. Then smiled at him "Can we get some hot chocolate and some cookie mix when we go to the store?"

Vespa had forgotten why they were going out till now "Maybe, We'll have to see."

"At the very least we can get some hot chocolate." He winked at her

And Bubbly's face lit up with joy.

They finally reached the end of the forest and they reached the town.

Vespa kneeled down on one knee and looked Bubbly in the eyes.

"Go to the bakery and ask for 2 blueberry muffins." Vespa took 20 bucks from his bag and put it in Bubbly's hand.

"And what do you do if someone tries to take you?"

"Yell fire and start kicking, punching,and biting." Bubbly gave Vespa a mischievous smile

"Exactly." He ruffled her hair after he stood back up.

"Be back here in 15." Vespa looked down at her.

"Okie dokie." Bubbly then joyfully twirled off to the bakery.

"Well well well, if it isn't Vespa Hawkins." Jasper grinned at Vespa as he fixed the umbrella on his stand.Jasper is a peacock butterfly, with very very vibrant wings.

"What brings you to my little old stand, handsome?"

Vespa pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers. "I just need hot chocolate mix, please Jasper. For the love of the Devine."

"Okay,Okay." Jasper pulled a container of hot chocolate mix out of a drawer.

"How much will that be?" Vespa said while looking in his bag.

"Free."

Vespa stopped what he was doing and looked up at Jasper with a raised eyebrow "Pardon?"

"I said it free....well kinda." Jasper's wings gave a flutter

Vespa didn't say anything and kept staring at Jasper confused

"Free as in you don't have to pay money for it."

"Ok....What do you want instead?" Vespa zipped his bag closed and let it rest on his hip.

"Well" Jasper paused "Let me take you out for a nice dinner tomorrow night and you can have the hot chocolate mix."

Vespa considered just taking the hot chocolate mix and leaving but that would make him a bad influence for Bubbly. Vespa cleared his throat then said: "Ok. Fine. ONE dinner."

Jasper had a big smile his face now. "It's a date!" Vespa took the hot chocolate mix and went back to the forest opening.

Bubbly looked up at Vespa. "I thought you said 15 minutes" She teased.

"Getting you're hot chocolate mix was much harder than expected. So you better enjoy it." Vespa grabbed her free hand and the two walked back home together to have a nice nightime snack.

(@firecurls-27 @zibiscusloon @hey-imma-fangirl @marshmallow-biscuit-blog @cay-crayz @blackf1ower @generalfoxy21 @pancan @fanoffandoms23 @bunskero @cuphead-fans @naa-noid @oye-milka and anyone else I forgot to tag)

[worsip]

Eight Shows

okay so ive been tagged by @bagellu for this one and i’m actually going to do it despite the fact i am awful at responding to tag games😂

1. Friends - i have to put Friends first because i have just finished a re watch of it. i am a chronic re-watcher of shows and i find Friends so easy and it still makes me laugh

2. Merlin - THE show of all time. I am a huge medievalist nerd and I just find it so comforting to watch

3. Attack of Titan - this fucking show. The emotional attachment I have to a genocidal murderer isn’t okay but I have so many feelings over this show. One of my first animes Jack introduced me to

4. Versailles - i haven’t actually rewatched this in years but i became absolutely obsessed over it when i was about 18. It’s so atmospheric and sexy and I used to listen to the soundtrack on repeat

5. Deathnote - Light Yagami is fit as fuck and no one can change my mind. Yeah he’s gay and a psychopath but i would totally let me him treat me like shit for one night

6. this probably doesn’t count as a show per se, but the In Praise of Shadows three part witch documentary on youtube. i rewatch that every couple fo months because it’s so good and interesting and he edits film clips together so well. it’s about the history of witch trials and witches in culture and i would really recommend it

7. Vicar of Dibley - another comfort rewatch of mine. it reminds me of my mum and because it’s Richard Curtis, has such a wholesome and cheeky englishness to it

8. Spy x Family - I am so excited for the second season of this show to come out bcos it’s so funny and sweet. Anya is actually hysterical and I wanna see more of Yor’s brother as well

okie that was fun way to pass some sunday morning time in bed. to do next i tag @cup-of-creativity , @lycanandproud & @robertwalton

[magnus-the-maqnificent]

It’s almost 2023, so let’s celebrate the good things that happened to us in 2022! List ten amazing things that happened to you this year and then send this to ten people who brighten your day!

Okie, let's go!!! 😘😘

Tagging @carelessflower cause she sent me the same ask

SOBH!!! Especially the malec letters. My babies 🥺❤❤

I officially became a med student!!

I made so many wonderful irl friends at clg, and even met my crush who's a very wonderful person and way too perfect for this planet.

I even made many new wonderful tumblr friends!!

Malectober. That's it that's the post.

MIDNIGHTS!!! This list would be incomplete asf without Taytay's contribution. Thank you so much, blondie.

In that same note, here's to Spy x Family to being my top comfort anime. (Future Diary would be my top hurt anime) ((seeing as how nearly every person at my college loves anime, I'll most definitely be watching more in the future))

((Only the good parts of)) Killing Eve season 4!!! That kiss will forever live rent free within my mind

Tumblr. Stupid fucking tumblr and yalls stupid fucking memes and somehow making all my days lighter

Dracula Daily!!! Gosh I loved being a part of this lil book club

[romanwitchgirl]

And So It Begins

Word Count: 1,704

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~Morta’s POV~

~Three Years Later~

“Target eliminated,” I spoke into the communications system.

“Okay, head back home, I’ll be waiting at the front gate for you,” Ash spoke into my earpiece. 

“Okie Dokie, love you,” I whispered and headed back into the treeline. 

I was on a mission to kill a monster that had been guarding the borders of the Darklands, preventing our people from trade. We don’t just live in solitude, we do go out from time to time. Other than that, Ash and I are in a three-year-strong relationship. Ever since that night of my coronation, well, yeah, relationship. I mean, we rule the kingdom together and we are a front in this battle together, so why not? Besides, I know that he would never leave me, and I will never leave him. Right now, I was very close to Alfhiem, surprisingly. I must have wandered here while I was in my musings. A voice seemed to be coming from my right, so I turned to follow it and maybe overhear what they were saying.

“- if we position you here, Celestial and I can wait here for an ambush. Andromeda, you can scout and make sure no one unwanted falls into the trap. Is that okay with everyone?” I knew that voice, but it sounded different.

“Helios, what if she doesn’t fall for the trap?” a different voice said, and I recognized that one too. 

I could only assume that those voices belonged to Prince Helios and his friends. Were they seriously trying to lure me into a trap? Those idiots, they can’t catch me. Especially Helios, that traitor. 

“Ash, I might be a little late,” I whispered into the earpiece.

“Why? What are you going to do?” he scolded me, probably because he knows that I’m up to something dangerous.

“Spy on some old friends,” I said cryptically.

“You’re really impossible sometimes, you know? Do you want me to come with you?” he sounds super concerned as he speaks, I can almost see him furrowing his brows.

“You know what, why don’t you tag along this time? I’m sure you’ll love who I’m spying on,” I whisper, careful not to let Helios or the other here. 

“Okay, I’m coming via shadow travel. Just wait, I’ll be there in a second,” he says into my earpiece and cuts the connection. 

I turn mine off as well and go deeper into the woods so in case Ash does something stupid and falls from a tree, he doesn’t alert Helios and the others. It’s happened before and it can happen again.

“Hey,” Ash says quietly from beside me.

“You managed not to fall from a tree this time, congratulations,” I say sarcastically.

“Oh, that was one time! Anyway, who are we stalking?” he asks as we creep closer to Helios.

When we arrive, we hide in the tree line and behind some bushes so Helios doesn’t spot us. Ash thankfully came prepared and put his cloak on before he left the castle, which is nice. Through his hood, I can only see his lips and chin, which are turned in a sneer when he spots Helios, Celestial, Andromeda, and Vix around a makeshift outpost overlooking a map of the woods. 

“The gual of that Prince to come into my woods after what he did-,” Ash trails off while probably thinking of many profanities to call Helios.

“Do you think we can catch her this time?” Andromeda asks Helios while looking up from the map. 

“I sure do hope so,” Helios mutters. 

“They’re hunting you?” Ash whispers angrily.

“Yeah,” I say nonchalantly. 

“I see you’re not really caring about what they do,” Ash sounds amused at my attitude.

“I don’t really care, they’ll never catch me,” I shrug and turn back to Helios’s conversation. 

“What if she doesn’t come?” Celestial asks her older brother.

“She will come, I’m sure of it,” Helios says to her.

I decided that I should make my presence known, “You know, it really is rude to talk about someone behind their back.”

All four of them swiveled to face me with their weapons drawn. Helios with one of his two swords, Andromeda had a knife in her hand, Vix had two throwing knives in both of his hands, and Celestial was in the back with an arrow notched in her bow. Ash was still hiding in the tree line, probably thinking I’m insane. I didn’t carry a weapon with me at the moment, but I could summon a magickal staff from a ring I wore at a moment’s notice, if not I could always use magick. 

“Queen Enchantress, so nice of you to show up,” Helios growled out. 

“What exactly were you planning on doing? Trying to hunt the hunter?” I mused as a smile graced my lips, unsettling those around me.

“We can’t just let you go around killing people,” Vix criticized.

“Telling a Queen what to do are we?” I fake scolded them.

“I don’t care if you’re Queen of the Darklands, killing people is wrong,” Vix retorted.

“You talk like you haven’t killed before, my soldiers nonetheless. So shut your mouth if you want to keep your tongue,” I snapped, which silenced him quickly.

“What are you doing here anyway?” Celestial asks me.

“None of your business, Celestial,” I seethed.

“How do you know my name?” she questions me, looking on guard but genuinely curious.

“I know all of you. Prince Helios, Princess Celestial, Vix, son of the Capitan of the Guard, and Andromeda, daughter of the head of Star Tower. I know more than you think. Unfortunately, this does wrap up our little visit-,” I’m cut off by Andromeda.

“Just where do you think you’re going?” she threatens. 

“Where I want to,” I snap back.

“No, you’re not. You’re coming with us,” Helios growls and pulls out his other sword.

“Over my dead body. I either walk away or you kill me. Take your pick,” I say and summon my staff from my ring.

My staff is a wicked pole of twisted obsidian with a crystal ball on top made of magickal ruby. The crystal is held on with smaller obsidian tendrils that hold it on from on top. The staff glows with an aura of death and destruction, scaring the daylights out of anyone who sees it. To add to my scary threat, Ash comes out from behind with his sword drawn, a three-foot one-and-a-half-hand blade made of Stygian Iron. The hilt and crossguard are decorated with smokey diamonds, just like his crown.

“King Tenebris, welcome to the party,” Vix grumbles out.

“It’s my pleasure,” Ash sneers. 

We use codenames so people don’t actually find out who we are, and since we have our cloaks on, we’re pretty much unrecognizable. Ash’s codename: Tenebris, is Latin for darkness. Mine is Enchantress, I just thought it sounded cool. 

“Well, are we walking away from this, or are we fighting it out?” I snarl and get my staff into position.

Helios and the others ready their weapons, so I just sigh and get ready for a fight. I place my staff on the ground in front of me, holding on with both hands. I close my eyes and concentrate. Before anyone can even get ready for the oncoming attack, I launch a large spell that renders Helios, Vix, Andromeda, and Celestial unconscious. I sway on my feet a bit at that powerful of a spell against four people who are well acquainted with the works of magick. 

“Go easy there, that was one large spell you cast,” Ash offers me his hand and I take it to steady myself.

I shrink my staff back into a ring and sway on my feet a bit more, feeling very exhausted after what I have just done. 

“I’m okay,” I separate each word with a pant and gasp for breath.

“No, your not, you liar. Never do that again,” Ash scolds me.

“Why not? It’s not like I almost died,” I complain as we head back to the castle.

“You have almost died from using that spell before, and you know that,” Ash continues to reprimand me.

“That was on an army, this time I just did it on four people,” I defend myself even though I feel like I could fall any second.

“Those four people were experts at their magick, and you know that too. Please be more careful next time, I don’t need you hurt before a war,” he nags.

“We’re starting it?” I ask shocked.

“Yeah, I think it’s well time we get this war started,” Ash said with an unsteady expression.

“Thank goodness! I’ve been waiting for years,” I wanted to start a war as soon as I was appointed Queen, but that would have been a bit rash. 

“I know you have, but you have to try to be more careful than that. I can’t have you pulling a stunt like that in the middle of a battle. So, please don’t do that again,” Ash’s tone held so much concern, you would think that he was my older brother.

“Oh, fine. I’ll only use that spell if I absolutely have to,” I promised him, and this is one that I intended to keep.

The rest of the trip back to the castle was uneventful, and we didn’t talk much. By the time we got back to the castle, I felt better, but not great. That spell was risky, and I jumped into it face-first without thinking, which was pretty stupid of me. 

“Ash, when are we going to talk to the army about this? We’re going to have to tell them at some point. We also have to work out some details about our plans,” I trailed off while sorting through my now significantly longer to-do list in my head.

“I can tell them tonight, you, on the other hand, need rest,” Ash answers.

“Then we can sort out everything tomorrow?” I ask as I stand in my doorframe.

“Yeah, love you,” he kisses me on the forehead and walks to the army barracks.

I sigh and close my door as he walks out of sight. Life is about to get a lot more interesting.

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[aeterna-auroral-avenger]

Tag Game!

Thanks for the tag @smolbendyhorn

Okie dokie here we go!

1. Do you play an instrument?

My vocal cords lol and the piano a little bit

2. Favorite book characters?

Ohhhhh this is tough. Let’s see, I’ve got a few. Sherlock Holmes, Nancy Drew, Lucy Pevensie, and Bilbo Baggins

3. What’s your star sign?

Aquarius

4. Favorite color scheme?

Ant-Man’s suit colors. Also I really like maroon, navy, and silver together. And I love galaxy colors like all the purples and blues and silvers and those things together.

5. What languages do you speak?

English and I’m considering learning more

6. Dream - aspiration?

Too many to list. I’m like a little kid who still doesn’t know what she wants to do and be when she grows up

7. Are you for long hair or short hair?

Both I suppose, but it depends on how well it looks. Normally, I have long hair, but every so often, I donate my hair to those organizations that make wigs for cancer patients, so I’m cool with short hair too.

8. Tea or coffee?

Iced peach tea or iced mango tea from Sonic if I’m going with tea

Flavored coffees with sugar and cream or milk if I go with hot coffee. Iced coffee yummmm

9. Bring your favorite book character to real life or will you go into fictional world?

Oh definitely go to the fictional world without question

No pressure tags: @approximatelypi @likepotato @and-allthat-jazz @marvelstuff-iguess @necromancer0225 @ant-man98 and anyone else who wants to play

[demonboyhalo]

Hi i was reading one of your posts and you mentioned you have some headcanons&theories for 5up you wanted to talk about? I would love to hear them since Ive been watching a ton of 5up recently and he is now my favorite streamer but also I dont see that many headcanons and stuff for him on tumblr that much if you still want to talk about it!

take some 5up with SMP peeps just for you <3

Fundy hyped up 5up's various talents to the point that his friends thought he had to be imaginary

Tubbo likes to braid flowers into his hair

He always has pastries on hand to give Ranboo, who forgets to eat while working

He has a monthly picnic date with Niki where they talk about recipes they're experimenting with

He has a lot of respect for Techno, as a fellow pink man known for slaughtering enemies with crazy intelligent plays and skill

Dream has received anonymous threats to never play with Fundy's emotions again

George was given a "lucky flower" as a house warming gift, but 5up never specified that it was bad luck that the flower brings

(He's more than a bit spiteful towards Dream and George because of the wedding)