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def-notagoose · 3 months
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Carcinization is such a funny lil evolution quirk
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floralcavern · 17 days
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One thing we as a fandom don’t talk about enough is how much Marc cares about Steven. When Steven’s fish died because Marc wasn’t there to take care of it, he went out of his way to get him a new one. That is just.. so wholesome.
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pahtoosh · 4 months
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Hi, I’m not sure if your requests are open at the moment, but I figured I’d try anyway!
Would you be willing to write about Stucky and their little having a day out together? Like going to the zoo, the aquarium, or perhaps go swimming? Whatever you feel like writing is fine, even it is an entirely different activity!
I absolutely adore your work, so I can’t wait to see where you will take this idea 🩷
sleeping with the fishes
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[image ID: a gif of fish swimming. /.end ID]
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sfw but 18+
wc: ~780 words
warnings: lots of being picked up and carried, not proofread
a/n: thank you so much for your kind words! this is such a sweet request, it’s my favorite thing to just write about a fun and fluffy day😁i hope you enjoy this and that i didn’t make you wait too long😅
pairing: daddy!stucky x little!reader
summary: your daddies take you on a trip to the aquarium
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“Woah, woah! Slow your roll, fish patrol.”
“There’s no time, Baba! We have to go the ‘quarium!” It was almost unreal how quickly you were moving while simultaneously not getting any closer to the front door. You were running out to the car when Bucky stopped you with a grip on the back of your jacket. That didn’t stop you from jogging midair, though.
“Ah-quarium.” He plopped you onto the small bench in the entryway. “And I’m pretty sure there’s enough time for you to at least put on some shoes before we leave the house.”
Bucky kneeled in front of you so he could help you get on a pair of sneakers. He made sure to double knot the laces, knowing that you would have no patience for getting your shoes retied today.
“Dada! Are you almost ready?!” you shouted down the hall.
Steve sped walked out of your room with a backpack of stuff. “Almost! There’s a lot to pack for a full day out of the house.”
You whined and tried stomping your feet, forgetting that Bucky was still putting on your shoes.
“Hey, no whining and no kicking Baba,” Steve reprimanded. “We’ll get there with plenty of time to spare, baby. The fish aren’t going to swim away.”
“They might,” Bucky teased.
“Nooooo!”
“Buck, c’mon.”
Bucky grinned mischievously and gave you ticklish kisses on your face before helping you off the bench. “I’m only kidding, angel. Let’s get you in the car and buckled up while we wait for Dada.”
After what felt like a million hours, you were finally at the aquarium. Your daddies went over some safety rules while you were still in the car and once you showed that you understood, it was go time.
There were so many exhibits to discover. The tanks seemed to go on forever, all with different species of fish, snails, crabs, turtles, and other animals that you’d never seen before.
The aquarium offered something for the whole family. Still a science nerd, Bucky enjoyed reading the information cards placed by the tanks. Some of the animals and their habits reminded him so much of the aliens he read about in his sci fi novels. Steve was keeping a mental note of the animals he wanted to draw for you later. He even took pictures of a few to serve as a reference. Meanwhile, you practically had your nose pressed on the glass, just admiring the fish with an overwhelming sense of wonder.
When you saw something especially cool, you’d tug on the sleeve of your nearest daddy and point. You couldn’t just witness something so special and not share it. One of the best moments was when you pointed out a scuba diver in the large tank to your Dada. The diver noticed you and started a game of rock, paper, scissors through the glass.
One of the safety rules for the day was that you had to either wear a leash backpack or hold a daddy’s hand the whole time. In the beginning, you chose to hold hands, but then you switched to the backpack for more freedom(and because your daddies either walked too slowly or had no idea which tanks were ones to stop and stare at and which ones just needed a quick glance).
You could’ve stayed at the aquarium forever, but eventually it was time to go home. Steve and Bucky could tell you were getting sleepy. You got a little more clumsy, often getting tangled in your backpack leash, and asked them to hold you more often. Your daddies suspected that some of the requests to be carried had nothing to do with needing to see from a higher point, and much to do with your tired legs.
“This was the last tank, bubba. Now we’re going to the gift shop and then going home, okay?” Steve said.
You sighed. “Okay, Dada. Can I take a picture of the jellyfish first? Please?”
“Yes you can, baby. Good manners.” Steve held you still while you took a photo of the jellyfish tank with your camera.
As the three of you went to the gift shop, you asked Bucky to hold your camera so you could hold your hands behind Steve’s neck and place your head on his shoulder. He of course said yes. Your Baba also snapped a sneaky shot of Steve carrying sleepy little you using your camera.
You were practically already dozing off by the time you made it to the gift shop, but your daddies still went in and asked if you wanted anything to remember this trip by. You ended up leaving with a beluga whale plush, which you cuddled with the entire way home.
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guruan · 1 year
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Pet parade!
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sketchy-pebbles · 2 years
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Fish 🧍‍♀️
MKtober Day 1 😎 (goldfish)
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a-dauntless-daffodil · 2 months
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I’ve returned from my sketchbook quest , and here’s a drawing for dauntless-daffodil , who came up with the idea for the spear baby au.
THEM HAS COOKIE!!! ;A; <3 <3 <3 <3 SMOL WITH COOKIE!!!
AWWWWWW~
oh gods looking at that cute little innocent face i can just FEEEEEEL baby spear watching as chaggie and the hotel all stand around them hotly debating What Food Is Even Healthy For A Baby Spear Spawn Child To Be Eating
Charlie: "A cookie??"
Angel Dust: "They don' need cookies, ya useless gays, they need milk!"
Charlie: "We had cookies in the hotel??"
Vaggie: "Why would they need milk? They've got teeth already! Fangs, even!"
Angel Dust: "That ain't how nutrition an' shit WORKS toots!"
Niffty: (shakes jar full of money) "SWEAR JAR!"
Angel Dust: "Fuck. Shit." (hands over three dollars)
Charlie: "Since when are there cookies in the hotel that I don't know know about???"
Cherri: "If they've got fangs and like chewing stuff, maybe they need meat or something?"
Niffty: "OR BLOOD!!!"
Vaggie: "We are NOT-"
Angel Dust: "Ain't no baby under my watch gettin' fed steaks and BLOOD!"
Charlie: "Where did the cookie even COME from?!"
Husk: (coughs)
Charlie: "Husk! You gave them-?"
Husk: "....bar's always got snacks. And they were just. Staring at me."
Angel Dust: "Husky noooooo....!"
Vaggie: "How? I did a double sweep for undeclared cookies just two days ago- you KNOW what Charlie does to your bar if she goes snack hunting in the middle of night and actually finds something. She's like an adorable cookie gremlin."
Charlie: "Heheh!"
Husk: "Yeah well, she's not the only one allowed to like f- fffffffudging cookies. And your kid seems to take after her, so whatever."
Angel Dust: "Baby cat, that's no reason ta- oh for cryin' out loud, now what Vaggot?"
Vaggie: "...what? I didn't say anything."
Charlie: "Vaggieee, you're smiling~"
Vaggie: "Huh?"
Husk: "Like a dumb... dumb."
Niffty: "Beaming! Grinning! AS WIDE AS A SLIT THROAT-"
Cherri: "-fuck fuck fuck, shit shit, damn crap hell- here, take my money and don't fucking talk like THAT in front of the kid either, what the fuck."
Angel Dust: "Sickening."
Niffty: "Thanks!"
Angel Dust: "I meant Darth Vaggie getting all googey eye'd over her an' Charlie chip having a kid."
Charlie: "Oh so you think they're my kid too, huh?"
Angel Dust: "Are ya gonna let Vaggie raise 'em without ya?"
Charlie: "No~pe~!!!"
Angel Dust: "Then congrats on parenthood ta both of ya, it's already going to hell."
Vaggie: "Okay, uh-"
Husk: "You're gonna fffffeathering cry again."
Vaggie: "-no I'm not, I'm just glad the... my kid isn't still crying. Our kid. They, really are pretty happy with the cookie aren't they?"
Charlie: "Of course they are! It's CHOCOLATE CHIP!!"
Angel Dust: "It's not. Baby food."
Charlie: "It is if it's my baby, and they get milk to go with the cookie!"
Angel Dust: "V-gal, stop her! Use ya dang mom veto!!"
Vaggie: "Eh. Charlie was a hellborn kid and she grew up fine. I trust her."
Charlie: "AWww!!!"
Angel Dust: "Unbelievable."
Husk: "Whipped."
Vaggie: "Yeah? My kid didn't even have to say anything to get a cookie out of you, fluff boy."
Cherri: "Uh, guys.... gays...?"
Husk: "What."
Charlie & Vaggie: "What?"
Angel Dust: "Both and speaking, baby."
Cherri: "Where did..... the baby go...?"
Hotel crew: "....."
Place where baby was: (empty except for crumbs)
Spear Baby: (gone)
Vaggie: (wings bristling) "The-"
Charlie: "OUR!"
Vaggie: "Our-"
Demon Charlie: "-BABY!?"
Niffty: "MOTHER OF FUCK." (throws down swear jar) (tries throwing herself onto the broken shards but angel dust and husk grab her)
-meanwhile, elsewhere in the hotel-
Alastor: (walking quickly)
Spear Baby: (crawling after him)
Alastor: "....shoo."
Spear Baby: "Guh!"
Alastor: (nervous sweating) (walks FASTER)
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fishsticksloser · 8 months
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Could you write some fluffy hc for Spider Noir? He is my bby and I just wanna see n read more about him 🥺💕
Noir Fluff
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Noir x gn!reader
Warnings: fluff, kissing, Noir is a gentleman, short
A/N: keep in mind he loves in the 1930s
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Peter holds your hand in public
Or he'll lend you his arm
He's a true gentlemen
He's very kind and private when in public
But in private?
This man is all over you
He loves showering you in kisses
Your face, neck, shoulders
All of you
His hands run all over your body
Peter literally can't get enough of you
You're washing dishes or cooking when he comes home?
You better believe this man will tilt your head to the side so he can kiss your neck
His hands on your waist
This man is absolutely obsessed with you
You better believe you'll have to cover the marks he leaves on you
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cephiius · 2 months
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me: *sees major character death and fav character who died in the tags*
me: did you just murder my little meow meow op
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t00thpasteface · 1 month
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Followed you for the 20k leagues content... the fandom is so tiny so I'm just happy we get a cool creator like you on board also I love your take on the characters and you reposted my tags about them once and that was the highest honour I could ever receive on Tumblr.com... your stuff is amazing, keep up the good work, would love to hear more.of your analysis. Also you mentioned the book got you into marine biology which is amazing!! I relate in that I read it as a six year old and it got me into science and now I'm studying brains so somewhat more convoluted but still. Also for the longest time I thought Hawkeye was a character from mcu or smth but thru reading your blog I figured out I was Mistaken. Also what's your opinion on moray eels?
I. LOVE. CAPTAIN NEMO. I AM OBSESSED WITH HIM. NO ONE'S DOING IT LIKE HIM. i painted him on a rock once during a campus orientation event and now there's just a little painted captain nemo guarding the main classroom building...
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and my opinion on moray eels is that they KICK ASS!!!
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ctl-yuejie · 8 months
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きのう何食べた?2 - the menu of episode 1 -
カレイの煮付け Braised flounder
オクラの油炒め Fried okra with bonito flakes
ポテトサラダ Potato salad
お味噌汁 Miso soup
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itsbaku · 2 years
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My favorite part of Black Panther Wakanda Forever was M'Baku calling Namor "fish man".
Like yeah I guess that is a fish man. To be honest Iaughed way too hard every time I heard him say that.
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kingstonromcom · 9 months
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Talk 2 Me // Miles Morales
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↳ tags : miles morales x male reader, miles morales x reader, male reader, marvel,itsv 2, itsv, spiderverse itsv
↳ pronouns used : he/him/his (I think they is also used)
↳ word count : 710
↳ note : i apologize for just now posting this bbgs here's a fanfic I would like to read :)).
The night was colder than usual, the city's skyline illuminated by the distant glow of neon lights. Miles Morales swung through the city as Spider-Man, his lithe form moving gracefully between buildings, but tonight was different. His movements were strained, every swing an effort, and the grace replaced with a hint of desperation.
Finally, he landed on a rooftop, panting heavily. His suit was torn, and bruises marred his skin. The pain was evident in his eyes as he contemplated his next move. The danger he faced tonight had been greater than he'd anticipated. He needed a safe place to rest and recover.
A familiar address came to his mind, a place where he knew he would find solace. With a renewed determination, he launched himself from the rooftop, swinging towards your apartment.
As Miles landed softly on your balcony, he rapped lightly on the glass door. His breath hitched as he waited, feeling a mixture of relief and anxiety. The door slid open, revealing you in pajamas. Concern etched across their face as they took in Miles' battered appearance. Without a word, they stepped aside, allowing him to enter.
Miles managed a faint smile, gratitude shining in his eyes. He didn't need to explain; they understood. He was safe here.
The reader led Miles to the bathroom, where they retrieved a first aid kit. You motioned for him to sit on the edge of the bathtub, and gently began to clean his wounds. The silence between them was comfortable, a mutual understanding that words weren't necessary right now. Your touch was gentle and soothing, each careful movement a balm to Miles' battered body.
Miles winced as you dabbed antiseptic on a particularly nasty bruise, and he instinctively reached out to grip their hand. His touch conveyed more than words ever could – the trust he placed in them, the vulnerability he rarely showed.
As you worked, tending to his injuries with practiced care, Miles couldn't help but let his thoughts wander. Why did he keep putting himself in these situations? Was he doing more harm than good? And why was he drawn to the reader like a moth to a flame?
His thoughts were interrupted your voice broke the silence, soft and comforting. "You're safe here, Miles."
He met their gaze, gratitude shining in his eyes. "I know."
You finished bandaging his wounds and sat back, studying him with concern. Miles mustered a tired smile, trying to reassure them. "I'll be fine. Just need some rest."
You nodded, but there was something more in your gaze – a question that went unspoken. Miles tilted his head, curiosity getting the better of him.
"What's on your mind?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
You hesitated for a moment before speaking, your voice gentle yet filled with curiosity. "Why do you keep pushing yourself like this, Miles? You're just a kid."
Miles chuckled softly, a hint of self-deprecation in his tone. "I guess I feel like I have to, you know? With great power…"
"Comes great responsibility," you finished for him, a small smile tugging at their lips. "But you also have the responsibility to take care of yourself."
Miles nodded, his gaze dropping to his hands. "Yeah, I know. Sometimes it's hard to balance."
You reached out, tilting his chin up to meet their eyes. "You don't have to do it alone, Miles."
Miles held their gaze, a mixture of emotions swirling within him – gratitude, longing, and a newfound sense of connection. Without thinking, he whispered the words that had been on the tip of his tongue.
"Mi amor."
You blinked, surprised by the endearment in his tone. Miles flushed slightly, realizing he'd spoken without thinking. But your eyes softened, and you smiled warmly.
"Rest for now, Miles," you urge him, your voice a soothing melody. "We'll figure everything out together."
As Miles settled onto your couch, his exhaustion finally catching up with him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort he hadn't experienced in a long time. In the quiet of the night, as he drifted off to sleep, he knew he had found a place where he truly belonged.
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age-of-moonknight · 7 months
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Variant cover for Doctor Strange (Vol. 6/2023), #9 by Meghan Metrick.
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bandaidfingers · 6 months
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more Nick Fury doodles, except um :) Nick Furry
+ some of the Howling Commandos
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hearth4days · 8 months
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My commission costs/info has changed a little!
Contact me at Hearth4days on tumblr, or Hearth4days #6639 on discord
Prices: 1k is $10, 2k is $15, 3k is $20, etc. $5 must be paid before I start writing. I only accept payments through paypal (Hearth4days, Spiderpunk icon, ignore my deadname please), and kofi currently
Boundaries: I will write most topics/kinks, just ask. I'm best at dead dove, hurt/comfort, non/dubcon, and NSFW. I will not write ocs, lovechildren, or RPF. I will write aus, x readers, and multi-chapter fics (each chapter priced the same as individual fics). You can also pay me to upload a chapter on one of my personal projects. All commissions will be posted to ao3, you can choose to be tagged or not. I can refuse any commissions
Fandoms: Banana Fish, BNHA, Cookie Run Kingdom, Danganronpa (mostly V3), Deltarune, DHMIS, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Human Centipede, Little Nightmares, Magnus Chase, Marvel (MCU or comics), Miraculous Ladybug, Naruto, Omori, Pokemon trainer AUs, Project Sekai, Saw, Skyrim, South Park, Undertale, Vocaloid (voicebanks or songs)
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callme-l · 2 years
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I'm in so much fandom that sometimes I have to look at a post for a solid 10 minutes to figure out where it's from
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