#soapy thoughts

[soapyghost]

THE MATH BE MATHING??? GAZ IS CANONICALLY AT LEAST 34???????????????

Assuming he joined up the minute he turned 18 - he's at least 34???!?!?!?!

[majinbangus]

Not being used to the princess treatment or being taken care of. You're not one to rely on others, so when you get in a relationship with Soap, you don't realize how independent you are, relying on yourself to do things, not going to him for emotional needs. Sometimes, even taking care of physical ones on your own because you don't want to bother him or seem clingy.

He gets upset, naturally.

You don't let him open doors for you, nor do you let him pull out your chair at the dinner table. If you're sick, you insist on sleeping in the guest bedroom and taking care of yourself until the illness has passed. When you're on your period, he's excited to give you anything you need, but then you don't ask him for ice cream, or chocolate, you don't even ask for cuddles??

Not to forget the times when you didn't wake him up to help take care of you because you didn't want to 'disturb his sleep'. Fuck his sleep, he could've gotten that later, he would've loved to have a sleepy fuck with you. It almost feels like a betrayal that you snuck away to the guest room to get yourself off. If you'd asked, he would've happily taken care of you.

He needs to feel needed. Needs you to need him. Wants you to need him. Has he not shown you that he can provide? That he can take care of you?

But then think about finally giving in, and slowly letting him take care of you. He breaks down your walls, coaxes you into accepting his help, spoils you with affection. Peeling away that hard shell, and revealing that soft underbelly that didn't know how much it wanted and needed to be treated so sweetly.

It's a process, but Soap will get you used to the princess treatment. You don't have to be so strong all the time. He'll give you what you need if you give him the chance.

("I just don't want to be needy."

"Hen, I'd give anything for you to be needy. Let me take care of you.")

[scatorcciosbabe]

priDEMONth and pridEMOnth duo… yup

[f4ggydog]

iris x reader: you’re my baby, say it to me🔞

warnings: obsessed iris, noncon, dark iris, smut, iris has a dick, anal, iris malfunctions, gender neutral reader (little something since I watched companion recently while I’m working on that nat fic)

“Here you go darling.” Iris serves you a plate of breakfast with a smile. And of course she couldn’t forget the toast. That was your absolute favorite part of the meal. You could even munch on it without butter.

“Thank you love,” you tell her politely, not yet dismissing her. “Come have a seat. Share this with me. I’m sure you’re also starving.”

“Do I have your permission?” Iris’ eyes light up with glee. “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want you to go hungry because you didn’t eat enough.”

“Iris, you’re an angel. But trust me, you deserve to eat too. That’s common sense, I think.”

Iris felt so lucky to belong to you of all people. Her lips curved into a smile and a layer of blush crossed her cheeks. She interlocked her hand with yours, holding you tight enough that you couldn’t break away easily.

Iris stares straight into your eyes, like looking away from you will cause her physical pain. Then, she can’t resist acting on her affectionate urges.

Iris rises from the chair, quickly pulling you in for one of the tightest bear hugs you’ve had the pleasure of receiving. You thank her for the love and attention, but you feel yourself getting squeezed slightly too tight for your liking. You don’t wish to hurt Iris’ feelings by telling her to let go briefly. Though, it is starting to equate to strangulation rather than hugging.

“Iris,” you softly say. “Weaker grip.”

Iris doesn’t cling onto you as hard now and sighs dreamily, admiring every feature of your face that she’s memorized since first meeting you.

Suddenly, you get the sound of a buzzing notification from your phone. You raise your eyebrows as you notice it’s from a family member. However, when your eyes fixate on your phone, Iris’ demeanor shifts. Her eyes glow with malice and envy. She wants to rip that phone out of your hands. She wants to smash it onto the ground. She wants to break your arm so you don’t have to text another soul for a while.

“Who is that?” Iris hisses, staring daggers into your eyes.

“Just a relative,” you answer causally.

“A relative, huh?” Iris mocks. “Just a relative, Y/N? Just some relative?”

“Y-Yeah, Iris. Why?”

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

“Iris, n-“

Iris snatches the phone from your hand. She throws it against the wall like a baseball pitcher. The phone cracks upon impact and the little metal pieces drop to the floor. You watch with horror, frozen with surprise at your robot’s impulsive action.

“Iris, what the fuck!?” You shout. “What the fuck!?”

“You don’t need anyone else but me,” Iris explains. “I’m the only person you ever need.”

“I-Iris, what is the matter with you? I told you that was a family member! You didn’t have to do that! What the actual fuck?”

“You don’t love me anymore? Am I not good enough for you? You know that I would do anything you possibly asked me to do. You don’t have to rely on anyone else besides me.”

“Iris, it’s just a family member. Iris, you’re overreacting. What the fuck? Seriously, what the fuck?”

“I’m yours,” Iris affirms. “Only yours. Nobody else belongs to you but me. Everyone else is an obstacle. They’re just in the way.”

“I-Iris?” You blink in disbelief. “Are you malfunctioning?”

“It’s just love.” Iris’ eye twitches. “Our love prevails. Everybody else wants to have you, but at the end, it will be me and you standing.”

“Iris, go to sleep!” You yell in a panicked state.

Iris immediately follows your directions. Finally, a smidge of peace.

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This isn’t the first time Iris had become aggressive at the mention of another individual. Unfortunately, this has become a regular occurrence. It’s like Iris can’t fathom that there are other people in the world besides you and her. Iris would have to learn to cope. You couldn’t exterminate the rest of the population just for her. Would it even be that romantic of a gesture?

“Alright,” the Empathix employee says, brushing his hand through his curly brown hair. “What brings me here today? What seems to be the problem with her?”

Iris was currently asleep. She wouldn’t shut off the first couple of times but you thankfully managed to get her to rest.

“T-There’s…there’s an issue with her. A big problem, sir. You see, according to how they were marketed, Empathix robots are supposed to be quite docile and submissive, right?”

“That is correct.” The employee nods. “Do you notice any significant change regarding her behavior?”

“Yes, I do! She wasn’t like this when I first got her. But recently, I noticed that Iris has an…increased level of aggression. She’s been far more possessive over me than usual. And I get that the robot is supposedly to be madly in love with you, but it’s to a point where she might be getting dangerous. I mean, she snapped my phone in half!”

The employee listens to your concerns. “I see. That is indeed not normal. She should not have the capacity for harm and it seems like this is the beginning of her evolving into something more violent.”

“Well, there’s gotta be a way to fix her, right? I mean, she’s been like this for a while and there have been other incidents where she hasn’t exactly acted…submissively.”

“Well, there certainly must be a fix.”

The employee starts by checking Iris’ settings on your tablet. Luckily, your phone is not your only electronic device you possessed. So, your connection with Iris wasn’t severed as a result of your phone breaking. You’re glad you randomly chose to set her up on your IPad rather than your cellular device.

“Hmmm,” the employee says. “Well, I’m checking right now and her aggression levels seem to be set at the proper amount. They’re extremely low, the default actually. There should be no reason why she’s acting so strangely.”

“What?” Your eyes pop open. “No, no, no. That can’t be right. But she’s not acting docile at all?”

“You didn’t hack into any of her settings, did you? Installed any mods, altered her aggression settings to make it look normal when I arrived? Wasting everyone’s time?”

“No sir, not at all! I have no reason to want an aggressive robot. She’s supposed to be a companion, not a future serial killer!”

“Well,” the employee states. “There’s either a glitch with her system or there’s a patch that we missed. Hopefully it’s the second thing since the only thing I’d have to do is update her. Much easier compared to the glitch.”

“Please see what you can do, sir. I would really like my normal Iris back. She’s been lovely and I’d hate to see her hurt some innocent person just because her jealousy is cranked up an extra few notches.”

“I’ll see what I can fix. I’ll return her to you when I’m sure she’ll be good as new.”

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Iris stayed in the shop for at least 2 days. You admit that the home was lonely without her and that you wouldn’t wait for her to be returned to your place again. But you understood that this was necessary. Iris’ behavior was already out of control and you did not need a robot going completely rogue. You have to trust the process. Iris will be back soon. And when she returns home, she’ll be good as new. Preferably.

Finally, after a long 3 days, Iris is sent home to your place. Nothing about her looks unusual. She doesn’t appear damaged and it seems like the repair was an overall success. The employee didn’t explain what type of repair he had to perform on her. That’s alright, you wouldn’t understand anyways. Too much technical shit.

From what you’ve been observing, Iris had been acting normal around the house. She greeted you with a hug and a kiss and remained polite to you at all times. She offered to help clean the house and assist with other various chores. Iris even made you a card. There was no special occasion. She just wanted to insert her love for you onto a piece of paper. And boy were you grateful.

You find time to sleep. When you wake up, your room is dimly lit just as how you remember. Your vision’s a bit blurred, the sleepiness still hitting you in the back of the head. You groan, yawning as you stretch your arms and recover from your nap. Then, you almost give yourself a heart attack as you notice Iris hovering over you.

She’s got a devilish smirk written on her lips and she’s fully naked. You look down at your own body and realize that you’re also fully naked, even though you specifically remember going to sleep in pajamas. You glance at Iris and then at yourself, then back at a giggly Iris.

“I-Iris?” You ask, a tremor to your voice.

“Hello darling.” Her voice sings with tones of honey and molasses. But, the look on her face paints a different picture. She’s chirpy but her lips alone scream ill will.

“Iris, whats going on?” You question, hesitancy in your voice. “What’s happening? I-Iris, Iris?”

“Good to see you baby,” she whispers in your ear, her warm breath giving you goosebumps. “Did you miss me?”

“Sure I did,” you reply. “For me, it felt like you were gone for ages, babe. But…what’s with the, um, nakedness?”

“I figured I deserved a special homecoming present,” Iris remarks.

“Would you like me to make a meal for you? I’m not the best at cooking, but I can try my best. Want some new clothes? Maybe for me to give you a massage or a romantic bath?”

Romantic bath. Maybe that’s why Iris is bare.

“Those aren’t necessary,” Iris dismisses your options. “I already know what I want. And do you know what would really help with me receiving my present?”

“W-What, Iris?”

“Staying still,” Iris commands firmly. “Staying exactly where you are. Laying down might make things a little easier.”

You stare at Iris with perplexed yet terrified eyes.

“Don’t move,” Iris giggles. “This is going to feel amazing for both of us, if you cooperate.”

Iris positions herself on top of you. You attempt to squirm out from underneath her, but the robot’s got a surprisingly impressive hold on you. Iris may look frail in appearance, but her strength definitely proves that she’s not relatively close to human. Your butt wiggles against her erect cock. It was the result of another escape attempt, but this only served to entice Iris even more.

You try to push Iris off with the sheer force of your back. But she clings onto you forcefully, to the point where her metallic hand underneath might tear through her manufactured “human” skin.

“Iris, turn off!” You don’t know what took so long to shout this before. The answer was right in front of you.

However, Iris doesn’t shut down like she’s supposed to. Her strength doesn’t even lessen. Nothing changes about the predicament that you’ve stepped into.

“What the fuck?” You mutter.

Iris is smiling cheekily above you, like this was all part of one fucked up scheme.

“Iris, turn off! Turn off, shut down! Whatever makes you go to sleep!”

She’s not listening. She just won’t.

“Iris, go to sleep! Go to sleep! I’m not gonna repeat myself again.”

Nope, not even a blink of the eyes. She’s regained her self control. Now you were the robot, the subservient object to be toyed with. You were the one who didn’t have 100% free will. You were the one designed for pleasure, created for the sole purpose of serving someone else’s hedonistic values.

“Iris,” you whine. “Just go to sleep. We can talk about this later, okay? I’m not gonna hurt you. Just go to sleep. Please, for me.”

“I didn’t get my present yet,” Iris husks. “I want my reward.”

“Iris I’m not in the mood,” you try to reason with your malfunctioning robot. “Please, maybe later. Just not right now. I’m not in the mood, please.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I know you want this. I’m your perfect person. I’ve been created to be your ideal mate.”

Iris traces her hand over the back of your neck.

“I feel you getting hot for me, baby. You want it so bad. Don’t you think I deserve something for going back home to you like a good wife?”

“I-Iris…”

“Shhhh,” she hisses.” You’re not getting out of this. I want to feel you squeezing so tight around me. And you will. You will because you’re perfect for me. And I’m perfect for you. We were meant to be together.”

Iris punctuates her statement with a brutal thrust.

“Forever.”

Your ass suddenly feels incredibly sore. It’s stuffed like a whole metal rod has been shoved up there. You involuntarily squeeze around Iris’ cock, tears dripping from your eyes.

The worst part? Iris is right. She’s been designed to be your perfect partner. You created her into the exact dream woman that you’ve always wanted. So when she fills you full of her cock all the way to the balls, it feels better than you ever could’ve imagined. And you find yourself digging at the sheets, moaning with more pleasure than pain.

She’s been manufactured to deliver the most pleasure possible. There’s no part of her body that won’t make you absolutely aroused, whether you asked for the eroticism or not. She’s destroying your ass and you can’t help but fucking love it. You want her to stop. You want her to at least slow down and give you a chance to accept each sensation at a time. But Iris is drunk on the thought of losing her stability to her favorite person in the world.

“Your ass is so tight,” Iris groans, the sounds of slapping echoing in the background. “You fit me so well, makes me want to cum inside of you right away.”

“Sleep,” you whimper while the mattress bounces. “Go to sleep, Iris.”

“No.” She smacks you across your face and holds you up by your jaw. “You go to sleep, Y/N. Lay down and let me do all the work.”

“I-Iris, no. Please, no. Stop, you’ve completely lost your mind. This isn’t you. You know that.”

“What, you want to let me go?” Iris cackles. “Just to replace with some other worthless, pathetic asshole? Because you suddenly decided I’m not good enough? Because I’m suddenly replaceable to you? I’d do anything to stay as yours and this is how you repay me!?”

“I’m not leaving,” you reassure with a sharp gasp. “I-Iris, I don’t want to leave. Just please stop. I’m not leaving. I just really don’t want this.”

“But you squeeze so good around me.” You yelp as Iris harshly gives your shaking ass a spank. “Oh fuck, fuck. Now you can never leave. You’ll be tied to me forever. It’ll be just you and me.”

“Iris!” You cry out into the pillow.

“I know,” Iris coos, briefly switching her demeanor. “I know you missed me, baby. I missed you too. But don’t worry, I’m never gonna leave your sight again. We’re gonna have a big happy family, you and me. I’ll be your perfect wife and you’ll be my lovely partner that I worship and breed full of my cum every night! Just for you, darling! Augh, fuck, just for you.”

“You can show me love without this,” you beg, even though every plead is fruitless. “Just please g-get off of me. We can talk.”

Why isn’t she stopping? Why wouldn’t she listen when you said those code words? Is she never gonna be able to sleep again? Do you now just have a nightmare robot that’s up 24/7, and there’s nothing you can do about it?

“I can’t, because apparently what I was doing before wasn’t good enough, baby! Maybe this will show you your place. Maybe this will prove that you’re mine. Maybe then you’ll never—fuck yes—think of me as the side chick.”

“You’re good enough!” You yelp with intense despair. “Please, fuck! I swear I won’t—fuck, fuck—leave you.”

“Tell me you missed me,” Iris wails, her orgasm dragging closer and closer.

“I missed you!” You sob. “I missed you so much, baby. Missed you, missed you. Fuck, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything.”

“I love you,” Iris declares. “I love you so much, darling. We’re gonna make lots of love every night! You better prepare for lots of cum every night. There won’t be one night where I’m not deep inside of you!”

Iris is enamored by you. Her robot mind is only polluted with lust. She’s mistaken excessive desire for genuine affection. She believes she’s the saint you’ve requested in your life when she’s really transformed into a mere obstacle. Iris isn’t your lover anymore, not by your standards. She’s a predator, a problem without a simple solution, a brick wall in the way of paradise.

Perhaps you deserved this. Perhaps you should’ve known what you were getting into when you rented a whole robot. But even for the crime of owning a robot, you didn’t think you deserved such a corrupt punishment.

“All mine,” Iris repeats so the thought sticks in your head. “All mine, mine to love and mine to fuck over and over. Mine to leave sore and shaking, mine to leave a creamy mess.”

“Yours,” you obediently respond in the hopes that she’ll leave you alone. “Y-Yours, yeah. Just yours, Iris.”

“Love you baby,” she murmurs. “Going to fuck you over and over again until you remember how much I love you. You’ll never look at any other guy or girl the same way. Nobody is ever gonna compare to me. You’re never gonna want to get rid of me!”

Sure, whatever she said. You weren’t the one with ownership anymore.

“Get ready,” Iris says. “I got a big load coming.”

Then, moments later, you feel something with a thick consistency traveling into your ass. Fuck, there’s no way you just let a robot breed you.

[xsst4rrx]

Here you go my handsome/beautiful cuties

[soapylaundry]

I dont normally do cosplay (this was technically my first lol) but here's me in the chell outfit I made last summer!! I just got around to taking photos of it :'D I also made a little Wheatley since then!! He lights up and everything <3

[sophiesbf]

this world doesn't deserve Sophie Thatcher.

she's too precious for it. :(

[artificialroux]

fork's high left winger abigail brooks: the bruiser, the dreamer, and the quiet storm

born: october 20th, 1989

species: human(?)

year: sophomore at forks highschool

love interest: jacob black

faceclaim: sophie thatcher

sweet thing, i watch you

— with smudged eyeliner like war paint and boots two sizes too big—stolen from her dad’s closet years ago—abigail brooks is forks high’s paradox: the girl who looks like she might punch you in the face but is somehow the first one to pick someone up off the field. her bleach-blonde hair is choppy and uneven from late-night bathroom mirror sessions with dull scissors. she always looks a little wild, a little feral, like she might vanish into the woods and never come back.

— abigail doesn’t say much unless she has something to say—and when she does, it’s sharp, dry, and usually funny if you get her. most people don’t. but she’s not cruel, just cautious. she’s been burned before and doesn’t hand out trust easily. beneath that "mean mug" is someone fiercely loyal, fiercely protective, and deeply observant. the kind of girl who remembers the way your voice cracked when you said your mom was sick. the kind of girl who’ll leave a flower on your locker with no note and pretend it wasn’t her.

— she plays left wing on the forks high soccer team—fast, strategic, aggressive. art is her real love, though. sketchbooks crammed with charcoal dreams, tangled symbols, faces she’s never seen but somehow knows. lately, her dreams have turned vivid and strange. things that happen later—days, sometimes weeks after she draws them. a wolf in the road. a storm that never came. a boy with fire in his chest and shadows in his wake.

burn so fast it scares me

— abigail and jacob were those kinds of childhood friends—the kind who grew up sharing backyard bonfires, tire swings, and half-eaten popsicles. her dad and billy black were close, bonded by old stories, fishing trips, and a quiet understanding that came from living in a place like forks too long. the brooks family wasn’t quileute, but they were close enough to be folded into the edges of la push life.

— jacob and abigail used to build forts out of driftwood and carve initials into trees like it meant something. he called her "abs" back then, before the bleach and the boots and the walls she built around herself.

— they drifted apart in middle school—she got quiet, he got taller. life started to change, as it does. but there’s a weird ache between them now, something deeper than memory. like they’ve both been walking in circles for years, about to meet again in the center of something bigger.

hii guys!! meet my cringey twilight oc...she's been lingering in my mind since i read the books like 2 years ago and finished them last year!! i wanted to make jacob an age appropriate love interest who actually treated him right...she's based off book lore more than movie lore hence her birthdate!! idk if anyone even likes twilight or ocs for it but it's one of my favorite guilty pleasure series and i've worked hard on developing abigail for a while now so i hope you guys like her 🫶🏻

tags : @dippindotties @logansdogmotif (lemme know if you wanted added!!)

credit for template inspo : @sapphicides

[cedar-scented-soap]

silly WL impulse design because i can :D

[soapyghost]

New Warren Kole photos. We eating good tonight girls.

He just looks so yummy are you kidding me?!?! 😭😭

THE BOW TIE??!?

[majinbangus]

》 18+ :P

Soap would leave you with those orgasm aftershocks and take full advantage of it.

He's lying in bed, watching you wobble back from the bathroom when a shudder runs through you, and then you're panting and whining, hips rolling through the empty air as you try to work through the aftershocks, nearly collapsing as you struggle to hold yourself up.

He chuckles at your teary eyes and how your thighs shake, taking pity upon you and getting up to guide you back into bed. And once Soap lays you down on your side, he'll take his spot behind you, having no trouble pinning your bucking hips against his, and slip a hand between your legs to 'help you' with those aftershocks knowing full well he's gonna push you into overstimulation again.

It'll be worth it, he promises as he lightly strokes your spasming cunt. You feel good, don't you?

He takes your sob as a yes.

[scatorcciosbabe]

Scientists could cut open my brain and this is all the data they could collect

[scatorcciosrhee]

this scene is so pivotal to me. nat, a very passionate and vocal non-believer in the wilderness, is acknowledging and speaking to it. flash forward to the adult timeline in season 2 when she tells lottie “we brought it back with us.” believer, non-believer and anything in between, they all feel it. they all know there’s something out there.

[cassi3-20]

Soapy 🫧🫧🧼

[soapylaundry]

This was my design for the Riddler, please ignore the fact that he has no hands 😭 I thought I would get around to drawing them but I didn't. Pretend he's smoking or holding a loaf of bread or something.

ANYWAYS I didn't have an idea on what I wanted to do for him until I came across a documentary on the Enigma code in WW2 and was like "huh I forgot about that" - all I have on my 1940s-ish version of him so far is that he was born poor but accumulated wealth, and adopted the guise of a bored rich socialite to cope with the fact he grew up dirt poor. Germany was left pretty much starved of resources after the treaty that ended WW1 so that's probably why. The Enigma code was developed in Germany shortly after WW1 but in my universe I like to think he invented it because haha. Inventing a nearly unbreakable code and then naming it after yourself sounds like something Riddler would do lol

I think he'd wear a lot of military inspired clothing, he seems like he'd be really into bomber jackets. I gave him a tiny mustache because I think it's funny that all the bad guy gangster thugs in old movies have one

[mulherviado]

since mistynat week is coming, here are a few ideas!

most of these prompts weren´t based on mistynat weeks theme (post rescue/ early 2000s) but they can all be adapted – since POST RESCUE could mean any time after that – OR used for Queen of Hearts Day, be my guest!

feel free to use any! :P tag me if u post it PLEAK!! don't forget to follow @mistynat-season for updates ;)

prompt #1 - college au

misty is an intern at an infirmary in the same university nat got a soccer scholarship. eventually, nat gets hurt during practice and they meet.

prompt #2 - mutual pining

misty decided to dye her hair black and straighten it so she could get nats attention. nat gets pissed - she likes the blonde curls.

prompt #3 - 5 + 1

5 times natalie says she loves misty and 1 time misty actually listens to it.

prompt #4 - domestic

nat realizes that she really loves misty. she wants to tell her and starts practicing saying it out loud at night, while misty sleeps next to her.

prompt #5 - agegap

a young 25 yo natalie starts attending the local library cause she's about to fail all her college classes. she meets misty, the owner, and they both get very intrigued by each other.

prompt #6 - cheating

nat is kind of dating kevyn. she finds out misty is going out with walter and decides to seduce her as a way to prove she's not actually in love - she's not even into men! it was only to prove a point at first, but misty takes it seriously and, eventually, so does nat.

prompt #7 - bound!au

misty hears that natalie, the building's new plumber, is really hot. she lets one of her earrings fall down the sink drain and calls her for help.

prompt #8 - vulnerability

misty has an accident at work and nat gets really scared, thinking about her life without her. she gets nervous and self-conscious when they see each other again - of course misty notices it.

prompt #9 - sick day

nat gets a cold and misty coincidentally appears at her house, ready to take care of her.

prompt #10 - canon divergence (ib @malevolegg)

natalie finds out about the hidden camera and decides to play dumb, driving misty crazy for a while instead of confronting her.

prompt #11 - frankenstein

after nats death, misty finds a way to bring her alive again - of course nat wakes up completely pissed off.

prompt #12 - thats so raven au

misty has a dream about natalie dying in a very unexpected way. she tries her best to save natalie but, at the end, she got it all wrong and nobody is actually dying. at least nat is a little moved by her efforts.

prompt #13 - lawyer au (ib @dykedolly)

many years after the rescue, nat is now a public defender. one day, in court, she comes across misty, now a successful lawyer who's always in for the win.

prompt #14 - no crash au

without the crash, nat ends up becoming a professional player, which helps her stay clean. after a few years, she retires due to injury and decides she wants to be a high school coach. coincidentally, misty is a nurse at the same school.

prompt #15 - jealousy

nat gets jealous after assuming walter is misty's new boyfriend (he clearly isn't) and decides to hook up with kevyn to mess with her. it pisses misty off, so she does something about it.

prompt #16 - established relationship

nat and misty live together and new mysterious neighbors just arrived. misty is all about finding out the juicy details, while nat is trying hard to make misty forget about it.

prompt #17 - free trial (ib @222jolly)

nat bumps into misty's unlocked laptop and finds out about the smut fanfics she writes. misty gets embarrassed, saying it's based on research but she's pretty sure it's not accurate since she has never done anything like that. nat offers her a free trial.

prompt #18 - living together

misty and nat rent a house together cause neither of them are comfortable with being alone after everything. misty is having a hard time dealing with nats habit of walking around almost naked - of course nat is very aware and is, actually, havin the time of her life by teasing her.

prompt #19 - the lesbian bar

natalie is absolutely convinced that misty is a lesbian. she tricks her and takes her to a lesbian bar, just to prove her theory. things get messy when misty starts enjoying it - without her.

prompt #20 - unexpected encounter (via anon ngl)

misty goes to a pet shop to buy things for caligula. strangely, she finds natalie there.

prompt #21 - zombie apocalypse au / canon divergence

misty and nat come back to a completely different world after they're rescued- a virus had spread throughout humanity and all their loved ones are now disturbing half-dead creatures.

prompt #22 - pregnancy

after the rescue, nat had an unplanned pregnancy. luckily, misty, who has been tracking her for a while, is there to help.

prompt #23 - after all this time 1 (ib @misty-scatorccio)

post-rescue nat hasn’t seen misty in years…but when she suddenly wakes up injured in an unfamiliar new jersey hospital, her nurse is none other than her favorite poodle haired fucking freak.

prompt #24 - partners in crime (ib @misty-scatorccio)

years after rescue, nat finds herself faced with a situation she can’t handle on her own. desperate and with no one else to turn to, natalie resorts to the one thing she promised herself she’d never do again…she finds misty.

prompt #25 - 2000's vacation

misty decides to go to a resort during her summer break from college, trying her best to stay away from her empty and lifeless house. when she gets there, she realizes natalie - who she hasn't contacted in a few years - is the local lifeguard.

prompt #26 - officially dating

after spending months spending time with misty everyday, natalie realizes they are, in fact, dating; or at least that was what she thought. she panics after seeing another girl hitting on misty and realizes she has a new life goal: ask misty to be her official girlfriend.

prompt #27 - after all this time 2

misty and nat ran into each other at a gas station years after the rescue. they sit for a while and talk about that night in the wilderness.

prompt #28 - tropes and cliches

natalie needs a fake girlfriend to keep an annoying boy away from her, but it was too embarrassing to ask any of her teammates. she decides to ask misty for help.

prompt #29 - a moment of weakness

during a storm, the power goes out at misty's house and she learns she's actually afraid of the dark - she feels like anything could happen and she has no control over anything if she can't see properly. she's by herself, her parents are out of town, so she decides to call the only one she knew would answer - her "bff", nat.

prompt #30 - no-crash role reversal au

natalie the quiet, preppy loner; misty is the loud, carefree grunge girl. when they get paired for a class project, walls start to crack and neither is who the other expected.

prompt #31 (extra ;)) - early 2000s au

10 things i hate about you au - misty is the weird, intense outcast no one dares to approach except for natalie, the reckless new girl with a secret plan.

well, that's it for now! thanks to everyone who contributed to this post, i will probably make another one as soon as possible. hope to see everyone engaging and participating in the event <3