#tfs mc

[cadybear420]

Choices Secret Pal December 2024, edits by me

Here's my creation for the Choices Secret Pal event by @choicesfandomappreciation!

For @choiceswithmika, I've made edits of your pairings at a winter ball, based on the details you gave me! Skylar x Dante (TDG), Skylar x Koda (TeFe), and of course Mikaylyn x Zig (TFS)! Of course a lot of the guidance was open-ended, so I had some fun experimenting with outfits I thought might suit them hehe. Did also try to have each couple have outfit match in one way or another

This was definitely fun to make and I loved learning about your MCs! Thank you so much for this opportunity <3 <3 <3

[beckywiththeshitassbangs]

MC: here! Right here! All your needs will be managed——

Tyler: I’m hungry!!

MC: IN A MINUTE!!

[kdelarenta]

"Tell your baby, that I'M your baby" by Mitski but it's TFS MC and S Dorran. It's the realization that S got to spend so much time with MC's grandfather while he wouldn't return any of their letters. That S has pieces of him that the MC will never have. That they drew S closer and pushed MC away.

[beccas-gf]

[tom-is-online]

Haven't seen it yet but I can only assume this happens in the new nightcord Minecraft lets play

[choccy-milky]

Ok long story short, I constantly hit my bed frame, and my husband thinks it's adorable until he sees the giant bruises it leaves. I was in my head and thought, would Sebastian do the same thing to Clora? Would he lovingly tease her, kiss the bruises, then at night when she's sleeping, dismantle the bed frame at the end of the bed?

im gonna be so real with you, i thought you meant hitting the HEADBOARD, so i just immediately thought of this LMAO

(..........but to properly answer your question, YES!! if there was a part of the bed frame that clora kept hitting herself/bruising herself on, seb would probably make fun of her and say something like 'how is it that even in your SLEEP you find new ways to hurt yourself???' but in the same breath he'd also work to clora-proof the bed so that she doesn't get hurt again🥰LMAO)

[starmocha]

11 months — first father's day

[Sylus + Daughter ★ 1377 words ★ Masterlist ★ Birdie Masterlist ★ Series Index ★ AO3] Sylus' first Father's Day. Tag list: Under cut 【 request to be added 】

A/N: I'm over a week late, but life happens and all that jazz.

There was a warm breeze that passed through Linkon City, and within the city park, Sylus found himself drifting in and out of sleep on a picnic blanket on this lazy Sunday morning. Suddenly, he let out an overexaggerated grunt when he felt small little palms slapping against stomach repeatedly, joined by excited babblings.

He cracked one eye open, smirking at the sight of the eleven-month-old girl in her red-and-white pomegranate-printed summer dress giggling before she plopped down on the ground, instantly sucking her thumb.

“Trying to look innocent now, are you, my little birdie?” Sylus questioned with a smirk as he sat half-way up, with his forearms still grounded to hold his weight.

His daughter pulled her thumb out of her mouth and giggled at her father before clapping her hands together.

“It’s no use acting so cute,” Sylus teased, “I have my eyes on you. Don’t think this little façade of yours will work on me, my little birdie.”

Immediately, his daughter babbled again confused before she turned around and started crawling toward you. You instantly scooped the baby girl into your arms and nuzzled your cheek against hers. “Oh, dear, did the big bad guy over there scared you, baby?”

The girl squirmed in your hold before you set her down. You smiled as she attempted to stand up on her own. She took clumsy little steps back toward Sylus. Immediately he sat up, smiling, as his arms were outstretched.

“That’s it, good job, baby,” Sylus praised, “You’re doing so well today.”

His smile widened when he noticed you had whipped out your phone, holding it sideway as you recorded the scene before you. His eyes drifted back to his little girl, chuckling when she stumbled and fell on her bottom. Before she could cry, he encouraged her once more, “It’s alright. You’re fine. Try again, baby.”

As if she understood her father, the little girl pushed herself upright again, and stumbled her way back to her father before she collapsed into his waiting arms, giggling when he lifted her high into the air. She kicked her feet excitedly before Sylus lowered her back down, holding her close in his embrace. He kissed the top of her head, murmuring sweetly, “You did so well, my little birdie.” He lowered his voice so only you and your daughter could hear him speak, “Why, soon you will be running rampage around the base.”

You ended the recording, laughing. “I don’t think we will be able to babyproof the whole place for her,” you teased.

Sylus lifted his daughter back into the air, smiling when she giggled again and started patting his face excitedly with both small hands of hers. He blew a kiss into her stomach, chuckling alongside his daughter’s excited giggles and your laughter. “She has free reign of the base,” he said, setting his daughter back down into his lap, with her facing you. “It will be hers someday anyway.”

You sighed at him exasperatedly. “Aren’t you thinking too far ahead?”

He shrugged. “So what?”

Before either of you could continue your conversation, your daughter babbled loudly and reached for the array of picnic food you had prepared. You smiled, and picked up a plastic container full of cutup strawberries. You fed one to her, saying gently, “Chew thoroughly, baby.”

“How about me?” Sylus teased you, opening his mouth wide, waiting.

You pretended to roll your eyes at him before you fed him a cutup strawberry. “Chew thoroughly, Sylus,” you teased him back.

“Mm, it’s sweet,” he responded, and before you could react, he had already guided you closer to him, his lips pressed to yours in a tender kiss. It didn’t last for long, but it was still enough for you to freeze up until you both heard the baby girl between you both crying out:

“Ah, ah!”

Sylus chuckled while you laughed awkwardly and reached for another piece of strawberry. “Alright, Little Miss, here’s another strawberry for you.”

“Bossy little birdie,” Sylus quipped with pride, his smile unwavering as he watched his daughter happily eat her piece of fruit. He chuckled when she yelled out again for more strawberries. “She has the makings of a great leader.”

“You are incorrigible.”

Your daughter leaned in closer eagerly for her next bite, but suddenly her eyes widened in shock when she was lifted into the air, her vision of you—and her precious strawberries—gone, replaced by her father’s smirk. She cried out confused before giggling when her father blew another kiss into her stomach.

“Do you hear that, baby? Mommy thinks Daddy is incorrigible,” Sylus said with feigned hurt, clearly trying to provoke you, but instead of falling for his ploy, you matched his wits.

“Using our daughter to have your ways?” you questioned him with mock astonishment. “For shame. I thought you were above such underhanded moves, Sylus.”

He huffed in amusement at your attempts to mess with him, his crimson eyes brightening the more he noticed you trying to hide your smiles. “Sweetie,” his voice lowered, and discreetly, he motioned with his fingers, manipulating his Evol to pull you closer to him, until you were settled in his lap with your daughter in yours. You shivered as his breath brushed against your ear, too stunned to register what had just happened. “I can be even more underhanded than this.”

“N-not in front of our daughter,” you scolded him with rosy cheeks.

“Very well,” he conceded lightheartedly, but his hand on your hip pulled you closer until your head rested against his chest. He leaned down, kissing the top of your head, his playful tone now gone. In its place, there was a familiar sincerity, warm and trusting, as he kept his words soft for only you and your daughter to hear: “Thank you.”

“For what?” You peered up confused, meeting his amused gaze. “I didn’t do anything…”

Sylus shook his head in disagreement. He tilted your chin up, and another fleeting kiss landed on your lips. “This picnic. This life. Our daughter,” he listed each one patiently, continuing in that same gentle tone, “You have given me so much already, and I fear I am still greedy for more.”

“Ah ah!”

You both laughed and looked down at the baby girl in your lap, seeing her eyeing the container of strawberries again. She squirmed in your hold, hand reaching out for the elusive fruit. She cried out in frustration when you held her tighter.

“Looks like you are not the only greedy one here today, Sylus,” you teased.

Sylus discreetly used his Evol to grab a small piece of strawberry, motioning it closer until it was held between his fingers. He peered down at his daughter, seeing her eyes widened with eagerness, her mouth agape, waiting.

“Do you want this strawberry, my little birdie?” He guided the strawberry to his own mouth, but stopped when his daughter cried out in frustration again.

“Ah ah!”

“This is the last sweet strawberry,” Sylus said, “What does this little birdie have to trade for such a delicious fruit?”

Your daughter babbled in confusion, looking up at you for help.

“Did this mean old dragon steal your strawberry, baby?”

Your daughter squirmed and reached out to her father for her fruit.

“Maybe a kiss will appease him?” you suggested and held the baby girl up. You guided her closer to Sylus’ cheek, and in the next instance, your husband received a wet kiss.

“Such a generous trade,” he quipped, and fed his daughter the last piece of strawberry. “I feel like that kiss has earned you a strawberry farm, my little birdie.”

“Well, her first birthday is coming up soon,” you said, humoring him.

“Indeed,” he murmured, looking at you fondly again. “It’s already been nearly a year since she’s arrived…”

You both looked down at the baby girl in your lap, seeing her watching you both with wide-eyed curiosity. You kissed the top of her head. “Do you know how loved you are, our little birdie?”

Your daughter cried out excitedly in response, clapping her hands in glee.

“Thank you for coming into the world.” Sylus leaned down, his cheek nuzzling against his daughter’s before he kissed her cheek, “Thank you for being ours.”

Tag list: @lavlynyan @alfredosaws @solifloris @nezuswritingdesk @valkyyriia @yes-no-maybe-soo @natimiles @yourlocalcatscammer @callilypso @likewhyareyousoobsessedwithme @qyuin @sylusfluffymeow @asiaticapple @rainbowsnowflake @littleapplle @animegamerfox @deepspacenova 【 request to be added 】

[ynnie631]

“Oh my god.” your best friend choked, eyes teary as she stared out across the campus park. You whipped your head to the side, jaw immediately slack at her boyfriend openly kissing another girl. 

She was left stunned, lips quivering with heartache.

“Dylan… he’s—” her voice cracked, tears flowing as she sobbed. 

You were also stunned. But seeing your best friend cry made your blood boil. 

“Oh hell nah.” you seethed. 

You rushed to tie your hair, uncaring for the few strands that refused to stay put. Your best friend spluttered as you grabbed your bag, shouting your name as you marched straight towards her ex–boyfriend’s whereabouts— intent on beating the absolute fuck out of him.

You weren’t letting him go that easily.

Not when this man had been entrusted with your homegirl’s heart. He had a lot of nerve ghosting her for hours, leaving her on read, and avoiding her during classes. 

With the number of red flags he’d exhibit, you knew it was only a matter of time before your suspicions were served correct. 

And look where he was now. 

He had messaged your best friend some sorry excuse about being absent— only for you to catch him kissing and hanging out with some random girl?!? 

“He has a lot of nerve…” you smiled wickedly, eyes locking onto the football spinning on a player’s finger. 

With a few swift steps, you muttered a quick apology and snatched it from him.

“What the fuc—”

You reeled your arm way back, fingers clenched like a vice, twisting your upper body as you summoned all the strength you could muster— ZHWAP!

The ball shot through the field, zooming past unsuspecting bystanders who gasped at the bullet–like object.

The boy screamed— raw, high-pitched, and filled with pain.

You grinned maniacally.

“Ooh— you’re mine now bitch.” 

with an unrestrained cackle, you turned to the stunned face of a salmon–tressed player.

“Call the ambulance.” SNAP!  You bit off your acrylic nail, pain blooming on your nail bed. But you didn’t care— not with the adrenaline rush fueling your thirst for blood. 

“I need that whore alive so I can beat him up again.” 

“Oo! Be a dear and hold my bag.” 

With the last nail snapped clean, you cracked your knuckles in preparation. Making the other members behind shudder at the sound.

“I forgot I didn’t need it.”

And with that, you ran— leaving the salmon–tressed man stunned and agape. 

He watched as you body-slammed the poor boy into the ground, dragging him by the leg to— 

“Damn!” one of the players hissed. 

“That girl elbowed his damn spine!” 

“Wait— didn’t she say to call 911?”

Sukuna stood at a distance, an impressed smirk curling on his lips as he slung the bag’s strap over his shoulder, intent on guarding it with his life.

BAM!

Another hit collided with the boy’s skull, and Sukuna all but sighs dreamily. 

“That’s the love of my life.”

“HIS TOOTH WENT FLYING— did you see THAT toji?!?”

“RECORD! PRESS RECORD!!!”

“That boy is DEAD—” 

⌗ 🧷... Divider — @hyuneskkami

💌┆Inspired by Trin's sukuna and wife skits. It's so funny and gets me everytime so what if this is how they met in this modern au and he's just love at first sight. Like do you get what I'm getting at

[akiacia]

pokemon au

[yes-no-maybe-soo]

"She's either rejecting you, scared of you, or... disgusted by you"

These words already hurt bad before, but after reading Elysium they are absolutely GUT WRENCHING. No wonder Sylus looked and sounded like he was in physical pain after hearing those words 💔 the sharp hiss, the trembling lip, the pained look in his eyes...

All this time, Sylus had waited for her. Had not only kept the name she gave him in their past life but had made it known on a global, even galactic, scale so that she'd be bound to hear it, and come find him. He had dropped little clues and hints for her. He had created a Sweet Evil Trap exclusively for her with himself as the side dish. All in the hopes of reuniting with the second half of his soul. He truly believed she would remember him.

"I'm waiting for you"

"She's either rejecting you, scared of you, or... disgusted by you"

I'm going to actually kms.

[cadybear420]

OH FUCK YOU! 🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽🖕🏽

[investigator-luna]

the chancellor needs to start paying me more please I really do not get paid enough for all of the emotional and physical trauma I get put through

[sweetsylus]

sylus is especially so big in this new card im actually salivating like a fucking dog right now

[murtacalafate]

Your favourite robots turn into femmes

[r0semultiverse]

Why crack an egg when you can cut an entire cake?

3/23 is June Egbert reveal day!

[shiiokaze]

Lucifer doodles to keep me sane through the OM grind