#I have a black cat so especially yea

[catchymemes]

#I have a black cat so especially yea #funny #lol #haha #humor #meme #memes #tweet #twitter #cats #animals #cats of tumblr #caturday #pets #pet

[katsukikitten]

Handing Katsuki father's day cards that are for his own dad or yours and he needs to "read and sign it" but as he's reading it his brow starts to furrows.

"Sweetheart, ya got the wrong cards." He's reading it for the third time now.

"I got the right ones." You're trying not to giggle before he's rolling his eyes and reading the card aloud.

"You're not just an amazing father," he flips it open, "You're going to be an amazing grandfather too."

"Yea baby that's the right card." You hum, stepping into the kitchen to get the final card and present.

"Baby, it isn't. We don't have kids. Unless ya mean our cats but then they've been grandparents." He tosses the card down, rising to help you find the backups he's assuming you're looking for. This wasn't the first year you'd accidently gotten the wrong card or one that was just slightly off, he thinks nothing of the message.

Barely had any caffeine as the two of you rose early to get ready to host his parents and yours.

"Katsuki, it is the right card." You say, pressing another card into his hands, no envelope or anything. Just thick white card stock with black letters and an image of white new balance shoes.

"It's almost time for these bad boys." He scoffs, looking at what the world has deemed the official dad shoe, he looks up to see a box in your hands, "Sweetheart, what the fuck? I hate these ugly ass shoes. Ya know that."

He's got this smile to his face the one where he thinks you're being too playful and silly, every now and again you two get each other gag gifts. You're surprised he hadn't caught on yet especially since you always joked that the second you knew, you'd be getting him "those ugly ass dad shoes."

"I know." You both share a laugh, you pressing the shoe box into hands, "Just open it. They'll be fun to wear today, goes with the theme."

"What's the fuckin theme? Dads?" He opens the box and sees the shoes but something is taped to the top of the box. A grainy picture in black and white, a blob in the circle and when he lets his eyes focus as best they can without his glasses perched on his nose, he thinks he sees a very specific shape.

He rips it from the box, bringing the film closer and yes he can see a nose and his face morphs into complete surprise. You giggle as you watch him figure it out, which you swore you wouldn't be able to get this far without him figuring out why you'd been feeling so sick lately.

"No fuckin way." It's low and for a split second you think he isn't excited, then he locks eyes with you and he gives you that look. The one where he's smiling but his brows furrow up and his eyes aglow with unshed tears like you are his world, like you're giving him the world, and he's putting the shoes down to gently pick you up and twirl you around.

"A baby. We're having a fucking baby." He's pressing kisses to your cheeks when he sets you on your feet, if you thought you were spoiled before you'd be rotten by the time this pregnancy was done.

"A baby." You repeat back to him, your own excited tears clinging to your lashes, ones Katsuki gently kisses away.

"How long?"

"Three months. It was really hard to keep a secret but I really wanted to do that shoe thing I teased you about. I've got the receipt so we can return them I'll-"

"Nah I've got the perfect idea for 'em."

An hour later after a shared shower and rapid fire questions, Bakugou is coming down the stairs, he's got some ugly ass jean jorts you gifted him as a gag for his birthday two years ago before giving him his real gift and one of his dad's old white tees he tucked into the waist band of the shorts and of course his new white new balance shoes.

"You look ridiculous." You giggle in your sundress, somehow he made the outfit a little hot. You were sure Bakugou could make anything look hot and here was living proof.

"Better get used to it Sweetheart, this is how I'm gonna look when I put another one in ya." He puffs his chest out, smoothing his big palms over his shirt as you roll your eyes.

"I've made a monster." The door bell rings, when you go to rise, Katsuki gently presses you back into the couch by your shoulder as he gets the door for his parents. He opens the door with a sense of pride that comes with being the cocky pro hero, looking much larger than life.

His mother is unphased.

"Oi, I brought that stuff you- Why are you dressed like a fuckin dad from the 90s?" Mitsuki makes a face before she processes what he's wearing, "Oh my fucking GOD OH MY FUCKING GOD MASARU! WE'RE GONNA BE GRANDPARENTS. YER GONNA BE A GRANDPA! RIGHT RIGHT?"

She pushes past her son, a quick squeeze to his forearm before she's honing in on the daughter in law she already adored and now even more.

Masaru quirks his brow and Katsuki nods.

"I'm so happy for you son." He hugs Katsuki the way men do, a quick tight squeeze before a clap on the back, Masaru tries not to let the tears slip past his eyes as Katsuki's life plays on fast forward in Masaru's mind. He remembers how Mitsuki told him they were expecting, remembers holding him for the first time and thought his whole world view shattered and changed. Remembers his first words and steps. Remembers his first mishap with his quirk and how Katsuki had blown the coffee table sky high. He remembers him growing taller and taller, going to UA, figuring out how to be a better person as he grew in size. How Katsuki called him and his ma in the middle of the night the first time he hit the top ten rankings. And again when he was number one.

How he took his dad out to lunch, wiping his palms on his pants like he did when he was nervous to ask his dad how he asked Mitsuki to marry him. He smiles, tears slip past anyway as he stares at his broad shouldered son adding one final comment that makes Katsuki's throat close up in the best way.

"I can't wait to watch them grow up to be as great as their parents and more."

#katsuki fluff #bakugou fluff #kitten writes bakugou 🖤🐈‍⬛ 🖋️ #father bakugou #fathers day bakugou 🖤🐈‍⬛ #kitten soft hours #bakugou soft hours #just a silly thought

[ink-the-artist]

Have you examined the soviet animation style? Because mostly of your artworks (especially wild cats, like lions or tigers) are very similar to those from soviet traditionaly hand-drawn cartoons. Also you actually drew a character named black Cat from “Blue puppy”, so…

What I want to say, if it is - that is very cool. It feels warm, when you realise, that the legacy of your country art is not forgotten.

my art style is heavily influenced by soviet animations yea! they are some of the earliest media i was shown and most of my childhood films were soviet/russian. they have such unique brainfeel to me thats hard to describe

#russia has a pretty big art legacy in general not just for animation #like film and music #i dont think itll be forgotten anytime soon lol #there are some legitimately very cool things about russia. its a shame about everything else

[tonixe]

"Only for you"

n.o.t.e.s - BRO, HE IS SO FINE, also altered timeline not cannon to the movie.

w.a.r.n -📓 Nsfw, dub-con, penetration, p in the v, fingering, bathroom sex, and protected sex.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - 🔪 Jason Dean x Fem!reader

w.c. - 🎬1.7k

Y/N..

The savior of the Westerburg

You were the rival girl of Heathers, especially Heather Chandler. You were prettier, smarter and better dressed her not to mention the better attitude

It was a slap on the face for Heather, you shared 2 classes, and every time you walked past her, you can see her turn red just like her ribbon. You held your tray with whatever they served at lunch, the lunch ladies were nice to you, due to your good attitude and smile. You manage to get something much better than the school served.

Walking by Heather's table, where they sat near the jocks as they start catcalling you. You walked to the back of the cafeteria, where Martha's 'dump truck' was sitting, you did get some eyes from the whole cafeteria.

"Can I sit here?" you asked as you flashed her your signature smile.

The cafeteria went silent, as you heard whispering. Martha was shocked by what you said, she looked around to see if you were playing a cruel joke on her.

"No jokes, just friendship" You pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, cocking your head to the side.

"U-um, s-sure!" she said quietly.

You sat down, and as you started eating your lunch, "Why sit in the back of the cafeteria, you don't get to see the action" you said, looking up from your tray.

"Nobody likes me, so I just resort here" she muttered. "I get it" you responded, biting into the sandwich.

You looked up, trying to find something amusing to take about with your new acquaintance, your eyes landing on a black-haired guy, sitting conveniently in the back as well. Wearing a trench coat over his clothes oddly enough.

As you brushed your fingers together on your tray, get rid of the crumbs off your fingers. "So who's the hot kid there" You pointed at him, winking at him too.

He waved to you.

"That's Jason Dean, he's been here for 5 months, not much new" she responded as ate her lunch.

"Gosh, how was I ignoring a hottie," you said

"He used to date, Veronica Sawyer" she piqued, "Oh really, I guess he's single right now," you declared, you got up from your chair leaving your lunch behind, walking towards the suspicious hottie.

"I guess you're the infamous Jason Dean" You place your hand on the table, cocking your body to the side.

"-And what do I owe you, wonder girl" he responded with a smile.

"More than what you think, if I could join you in what you doing," you asked him, butterflies were swimming in your stomach, you never really had this moment before even with the jocks that try to pin you to your locker.

"I should have brought you a throne" he teased, he combs his hair back with his fingers.

You laughed at the comment, putting your face in and your palms. Dipping your head towards Jason. "Are you single currently?" you whispered, you glanced back to see the Heathers and Veronica looking at you and JD.

"No, not currently you asking?" he responded, his eyes checking you out.

"Yea, how about a little date at Kekes" you proposed, "A cutie like you, should already have a girlfriend and maybe have a chance with getting laid with me" you whispered, a Cheshire cat smile spreading on your lips.

"Oh, who knew wonder girl was so dirty" he gave you a smirk. "Truly, I am" You fluttered your lashes at him.

"Never knew," he whispered.

"So..what you have next period, Jason"?" you prompt, your head on your palm, pointing at him with your manicured nail.

"Math, how about you" he leaned back to the wall, he brushed his hair back, crossing his arm with a playful look.

"Same, maybe we're in the same class" you chirped.

The bell ranged, motioning for the next period.

"Welp, hopefully, you can come to our date," you took some paper and wrote your number down on it, passing it to him.

"See you later" You gave him a wave, walking out of the cafeteria for your next class; you purposely swayed your hips when you were walking out, wanting him to look at your ass.

You were leaning to the side of the diner, blowing puffs from your cigarette. Placing the cigarette between your lips. Crossing your arms as your leg supports your balance.

You weren't surprised to see Jason or JD walking up to the diner; you blew the smoke out from your lips. Leaning off the wall, finishing off your cigarette.

Walking towards him, "I guess you really did take the bait" You flashed him a smile. "I mean, how could I not with the wonder women of our school," he answered, putting his hand on his chin, cocking his head to you.

"Especially with the offer," he said as he walked into the diner; you followed, "I said you had a chance," you asserted. "Besides, you're cute," you murmured.

"I'm what?" he teased, holding the door.

"Just buy me a coke, jackass" You walked inside the diner. "Yes, princess," he walked into the diner.

After you guys get situated at your table, you want to make this date last forever in his mind; maybe he was one of those guys that got obsessive. A waitress passed by as you looked at the menu, rubbing your foot over his leg up to his thigh. You shot him a sly smile, "I'll get a rusty burger with fries" you said, giving her a grin.

"I'll just get a Diet Coke" he answered, looking straight out at you, as you rubbed your foot closer to his groin. "Your not hungry?" you piqued, biting your lip.

"Nope," he answered; he popped the p. "Why not" You rubbed his leg more, looking through your eyelashes, fluttering your eyes. "Just not hungry when you here," he winked at you.

"You're a sly dog, you know that." you blinked, prompting your hand on your palm.

"Wanna do something fun, Y/N?" he gave you a smug grin at you, "What do you mean?" his idea peeped your interest, "Something that sped up the process, why sit here and wait when he can do something fun" he grins.

He got up from his seat, grabbing your hand from the booth as you followed him to the bathroom. "What are you doing" you questioned, "Something fun" he opened the door, pulling you inside.

Before he pinned you to one of the stalls' doors, " You're really that needy," you bit your lip. "After pulling that stunt with me under the table," he panted, his forehead bumping into yours.

You felt his boner on your pelvis and his breath on your cheek, making you feel yourself becoming wet. You hated how he made you aroused, it was supposed to game for you to win, but he was slowly winning you over. You felt him grabbing your chin, "Don't get shy on me now, wonder girl," he snapped at you; he snuck his fingers down to your thigh, dangerously under your skirt.

His hand inches away from your panties, and you felt your breathing becoming heavier by the second. "Wanna live up to what you said earlier" he whispered in your ear, slowly sliding his fingers into your cunt.

Your pants becoming heavier, feeling his finger pumping into you. "Eager aren't you" he whispered.

Moans escaped your lips as you felt your nipples becoming hard in your bra. "Gosh, I would never know someone like you would enjoy this" he pumped his fingers into you faster, plunging them.

You clasp your hands to your mouth, hiding your moans. "Don't be like that; I wanna hear you; I want this whole fucking diner to hear you," he whispered, thrusting his finger into you.

"Haah-" you moaned, throwing your head back in ecstasy, "God, your pussy is tightening around my fingers." he mocked, taking his fingers out of you.

He licked his finger in front of your red face, you panted "Why" you muttered throwing your head to the side pissed off.

"So I can enjoy you all to myself," you turned your head back, seeing him holding up a condom. "Your seriously going to fuck me in a bathroom," you muttered, your cheeks stained red.

"Yea," he responded; you heard him unzipping his pants, you glanced to see his dick, and you were shocked at how big it was, making you wetter by the second.

"Turn around," he demanded

You obeyed, turning around and placing your hands on the stall as you felt him lining into your wetness. Your nipples were hardened against your bra, moaning against the friction.

You were startled as you felt him thrust into you; it was painful, tears building up on your lash line, biting your lip. His dick was splitting, you open, and you enjoyed every minute.

Thrusting inside you, feeling him in places you didn't even know existed. "Haah," you moaned, and you arched your back. You felt his hand on your chest, pulling up your shirt and bra in one motion.

His rough hands groped your chest, playing with your sensitive nipples. "F-fuck...Jason," you groaned out. He grabbed your jaw, forcing you into a heavy kiss.

His tongue dances with yours, exploring your mouth. You withdraw from the kiss for oxygen as you pant out. His thrust getting sloppier inside. "We should make quick" He lifted you by your waist, his dick still inside you, "Jason wait-" You were cut off by his dick going into you farther; you moaned loudly.

"J-Jason, im close," you panted, "God, me too" he thrust into you a few more times before you cummed on his dick; he thrust into you a few times from spilling into the condom. Some of the cum in the condom dripped onto the floor, and he placed you on the stall wall. You panted out; your face was still red.

You glanced back at Jason, zipping himself up and throwing out the condom. "Fuck you," you muttered, juices dripping down your leg.

"Your moans said the opposite," he whispered; he put your panties into his trench coat pocket.

You were too tired to argue, and sweat was glistening on your body. "I'll be outside, waiting, wonder girl" he slapped your ass, leaving you in the bathroom.

"Bastard," you muttered, dropping onto the bathroom floor, your legs giving up.

#jason dean #jason dean x reader #heathers #jason dean x y/n #jason dean x you #jason dean smut #jason dean heathers #heathers 1988 #jd x you #jd x reader #veronica sawyer #heather chandler #heather mcnamara #heather duke #heathers the movie

[yantako]

Yandere MC that Snaps after tolerating the Yanderes.

ft. Idia, Malleus

I have no clue how to write Idia's part so much so I think it has just devolved into funny content :sob:

Prequel | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Idia Shroud

• You started to notice your cat becoming more attached to the blue-haired flame-cladded individual. Your cat always seems so excited to meet him and also, well, he was too, always so happy to hug your cat. However, the closer they get, the more empty your heart feels. It felt like something was amiss as if there was a black hole eating up your emotions. With such an occurrence, there was another gnawing feeling that refilled that hole. A slimy goop of negative feelings was slowly being developed.

• Idia had initially considered this tactic a win, from whatever anime textbook he consulted. 1, he gets to befriend another campus cat and bathe in its adorable antics. 2, he can possibly build a connection with you through the same cat. And if he's feeling extra strategic, maybe he would have a chance to make you feel lonely enough to rely on him, right?

• However, that is only wishful thinking for him. He managed to succeed with his plans but failed to realise the growing dissatisfaction you had. He wanted you to rely on him with that void you have but instead, he was greeted with another surprise.

• Because of such strong feelings you had towards Idia, you would constantly start to avoid him, especially with your cat. You didn't want your cat to continue getting closer to that person. After all, he's just a stay-home neet, lacks social skills, always running from confrontation, always only on the damned tablet, whatever insult you can conjure of him. You'd begin avoiding the common areas and his most seen in-person locations. Of course, as much as your cat whines and whimpers, you try to bathe it in as much attention as you can to combat the impact Idia had on it.

• The first few times that you had deliberately avoided him, Idia thought it must have been a mistake. He tried to come up to you with a smile once, but suddenly you disappeared faster than he could push himself to approach you. However, after it has been going on for at least a week or two, he started to notice that you were doing this on purpose. He's not that lacking in people skills to dismiss as a mistake, even if he wants to do so. Of course, that made him mad. But, what could he do? Cry in his room like a little bitch? Well, yea, maybe that did happen for a few days. Ortho was concerned.

• However, his behaviour didn't escalate until he saw a Savannaclaw student interact with the cat, right in front of his eyes. The betrayal that he felt when another touches the cat, he will repay it. But his target wasn't you.

• In a matter of a few days, when you decided to meet the Savannaclaw student along with the cat, it ended up in a tragic disaster. The student looked at you with eyes filled with distrust and suspicion, and at the same time, fear towards your cat. When you approached him, you can feel him immediately tense up. "What do you want?"

"I just want to say hi-"

"Stay away!" He screamed and raised his arms, about to push you down.

However, the implicated one was your cat who took the brunt for you. The student definitely placed a lot of strength into it, because your cat was clearly in pain after being pushed. Of course, you started to panic as the Savannaclaw student seemed to be in shock at the situation. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen." You can see the distress and regret on his face as his mental state crumbles along with his legs.

• It was weird for you to see the Savannaclaw student in such a state. After getting your cat treated at the nearest vet, you came to find out from his closest friend about him being cyber bullied online. He was being slandered for terrible things that he did not do and was also being doxxed. He did not want to drag you into the situation but his terrible mental state prevented him from thinking straight and used too much aggression in pushing you away.

• Somehow, a certain someone floated into your mind when hearing about his situation. Ortho only confirmed your suspicions after that when he asked if there was anything that happened between you and his brother. Ortho was worried as Idia had stayed up for several nights using the computer while repeating your name.

• This only contributed to the negativity you had already held towards him. You felt like something in you snapped.

• "O-oh, why are you here?" Idia stammered when he suddenly saw you outside his room door, peeking at you from behind. With all your strength, you pushed the door and went inside, scanning through his room filled with equipment and technology, as well as figurines and assorted merchandise.

• You immediately took one of the bigger figurines on the shelves and swung it across the shelf, knocking down all of the merchandise on to the floor. Idia watched in shock and terror, both at the sight of his precious collection being furiously stomped on by you and the sight of your poker face emitting rage. He could not even get angry and pissed due to the overwhelming pressure you exude.

• You tilted your head up after making a huge mess of his figurines, broken pieces laid over the floor. Your relieved face seem to be hinting at Idia that it won't be the last time you do this.

• Look at what you did, Idia. If a rare figurine won't stop you from committing atrocities, maybe your beautifully crafted PC will? Did Love Sled deserve this???

Malleus Draconia

• It was weird how the cat just simply disappeared from the face of the earth one day. It was big and noticeable and the student body all knew about it. Of course, you found it suspicious.

• Though, the more suspicious thing was actually Malleus' reaction towards the cat's disappearance. What do you mean it probably went to go find milk and got lost? Shouldn't you be more worried about it getting lost? It's just simply not something to be smiling about and be treated trivially.

• The more suspicions you had, the more frustrated you became. And the more frustrated you became, the motivation to meet Malleus or have a chat with him grew. The nightly talks between the both of you soon became lesser and the dragon fae felt wronged by your disappearance.

• However, the fae does not confront you about it.

• You tried your best to search for pieces of evidence, but it was unfruitful. No matter how much detective work you did, no one had the answer for you. It really just seemed as though the cat had simply disappeared.

• That is until a certain green-haired man came knocking on your door in frustration with his loud voice booming through the front door. "Human!"

You opened the door to look at Sebek, unamused at his behaviour.

"Hmph, how rude of you to come facing me like this after you have made my master upset at your attitude towards him! I'll have you know that my master went to lengths to majestically protect you and your feeble life!" He scoffed at you. Even though he was acting like such a prick, the little glances he gave you as he looked away showed a hint of worry. However, your ears perked up at his ending statements.

You curiously asked. "What do you mean by protecting me? Is there a danger I did not know about?"

• Sebek simply puffed his chest and proudly exclaimed. "Of course! My master had eradicated that monstrous cat for the sake of your peaceful school life!"

• As soon as you heard that, everything clicked in your head. You felt a lump in your throat as you tried your best to stay calm. The anger was starting to boil in your chest. The reasons why Malleus had acted so dismissively in front of you about the cat and the reason why there was no form of evidence that you, a magicless human, could find. Your spine started to emit a chill that stunned you.

• In an effort to avoid venting your anger on Sebek, you slammed the door in his face. He stood there confused before knocking on your door and calling for you again. After fruitless attempts, the loud man finally gave up and went back to Diasomnia.

• You felt absolutely betrayed by Malleus. The feelings started to creep into your head as you think and think about his actions, and finally, something snapped in you.

• After a few weeks, you met him back again in the broken gardens of Ramshackle. His face lit in delight as he finally sees you again, looking at him. Are you finally noticing him, child of man?

• You smiled at him, which took him aback. Slowly but surely, from the depths of your pocket, you took out a knife before attempting to slide it across your throat. You thought long and hard about this, the one person that Malleus was deathly afraid to lose. The one person he cared so much about. The one person who he felt an affinity with and was always trying to converse with them. Wasn't it the magicless human, you?

• Shocked and deathly afraid of whatever you were about to do, Malleus immediately used his magic to disarm your knife and grabbed your shoulders, tightly holding onto you. "Child of man, What do you think you are doing?" His face contorted into a furious scowl as he confronted you.

• However, you simply smiled and laughed. Feeling creeped out by your uncharacteristic actions, Malleus grabbed you tighter, demanding a reason.

• You simply looked him in the eye, as you said. "Would you have preferred me doing it behind your back then?"

• Malleus felt the guilt crawl up to him as he listened to your words. He knew exactly what you had meant with such a cryptic question.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #yandere malleus draconia #idia shroud #yandere idia shroud #idia x reader #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #twst headcanons

[fruity-cryptid]

Okay so, I forced my boyfriend to watch good omens with me and he decided to write some small headcanons and he was okay with me sharing some soooo yea, I also put some of my own hcs warning season 2 spoilers

Crowley:

Genderfluid / Gay / Any pronouns

Used to smoke a lot to cope but Aziraphale helped him quit, though he started to smoke again after the kiss, he also drinks a lot more to try and cope

Normally doesn't cry but after the events with Aziraphale in season 2 he cries more often and easily

Doberman type of partner

Not a huge fan of Taylor Swift but really likes the reputation album + anti-hero

Wears cropped shirts sometimes

Has bad separation anxiety

Didn't talk about his emotions much until after he met Aziraphale + he mainly talks to Aziraphale about his emotions

Repeatedly listens to The World We Knew by Frank Sinatra and cries

Would often go to spots he and Aziraphale would hang around and just think

Had a slight punk phase in the 90s

Nail biter, especially when anxious

Rants to Nina often about what happened

Wears eyeliner ( my hc)

Hated himself for kissing Aziraphale like how he did since he always wanted their kiss to be perfect but now he ruined it ( my hc)

Secretly loved Aziraphales magician costume (my hc)

The Bentley sometimes gets small yellow bits and he just leaves it (my hc)

Is very jealous of Beelzebub and Gabriel but tries to hide it (my hc)

Sees Muriel as their own child and teaches them about earth (my hc)

Aziraphale:

Agender / Gay / He/They

Huge fan of Taylor Swift, Queen, and The Cardigans

Loves baked goods and is a huge fan of baking shows

Orange cat type of partner

Loves the nickname 'Angel'

He truly loved Crowley back but doesn't' want to admit it due to deep religious trauma

Is a huge people pleaser and was bullied often in heaven

Terrible at making decisions

Eats ice cream when sad

Really regrets leaving Crowley and wants to go back

Most of his decisions made are heavily based on what he thinks Crowley would have wanted hoping somehow Crowley would find out

Very oblivious

Whenever he'd go back to earth and saw black, grey, or red things he would immediately tear up and stare at said object

Hates working in heaven since its too empty ( my hc)

Sometimes gets angels to check in on Crowley (my hc)

His personality becomes much duller in heaven ( my hc)

Hates himself for the fact he didn't kiss Crowley back (my hc)

Beelzebub:

Nonbinary / Pansexual / They/Them, Zi/Zer

Black cat type of partner

Has body dysmorphia

Dresses gender neutral, masc, and fem

Fell for Gabriel almost immediately

Listens to Everyday by Buddy Holly all the time and never gets sick of it

Loves their flies like they were their children

Can't spell for shit

Loves causing drama

Still keeps in touch with Crowley who introduced them to Muriel who quickly grew on them ( Gabriel and Beelzebub become like uncle figures to Muriel since they Crowley is like a parent to them )

Hates hugs except from Gabriel and Muriel ( sometimes )

Eventually tried food and grew a liking towards it, very frequently watched cooking shows ( my hc )

Loves nicknames and comes up with new ones for Gabriel constantly; my sweet, dear, angel, etc (my hc)

Them and Gabriel have a garden together filled with plants that attract flies and just flowers Gabriel finds pretty ( my hc )

Has anger issues ( my hc)

Gabriel:

Trans (FTM) / Gay / He/Him

Loves plushies and owns tons

Also has anger issues but Beelzebub helps him with it

Loves hot coca

Can't be trusted in a kitchen whatsoever so Beelzebub does most of the cooking

Loves cuddling and often clings to Beelzebub

Loves knitted sweaters

He and Beelzebub moved into an apartment on earth

Loves Marvel

His memory is still sometimes slightly foggy and he has trouble remembering things (my hc)

He found out he loves sleeping and takes naps often ( my hc)

Takes Beelzebub on dates often to pubs and cafes ( my hc)

Huge fan of romantics ( my hc)

Goes hot coca tasting with Muriel and Beelzebub sometimes (my hc)

Muriel:

Non Binary / Bisexual / They/Them

Really enjoys Beebadoobee, Mac Demarco, and The Neighborhood

Knits and crochets

Has trauma and is also a people pleaser

Would be shocked if people found them cool

Certain things on earth interest them that most people don't care for

Loves sweet things such as chocolate chip cookies, hot coca, and tea with absurd amounts of honey and sugar

Loves hugs

Was glad to befriend Beelzebub and sees them and like an cool uncle type figure

Becomes close with Nina and Maggie over time and often visits the coffee shop to help out ( my hc )

Somehow meets Eric the disposable demon and forms a quick friendship over how they both feel out of place ( my hc )

Adores the rain ( my hc)

Stargazes with Crowley who tells them about the different constellations (my hc)

Loves ducks like Crowley and goes with him to the park to feed ducks (my hc)

Likes painting Crowley's nails, they painted them yellow one time and it made Crowley cry bc it reminded him of when Aziraphale turned the Bentley yellow (my hc )

Loves learning about different emotions and especially loves the concept of love (my hc)

Eric The Disposable Demon (mainly my headcanons):

Demi-Boy/ Bisexual / They/He

Loves avocado toast

Loves smokey eye makeup looks

Is terrified of Crowley but also looks up to him (my hc)

Finds Muriel very pretty but doesn't feel worthy of being near them sometimes since they're so angelic and hes a demon (my hc)

They like to buy Muriel sweets anytime he visits them (my hc)

Very traumatised and is used to throwing himself towards danger (my hc)

Bonds with Muriel at the same park that Crowley and Aziraphale goes to (my hc)

Asks Crowley for advice sometimes on how to get closer to Muriel (my hc)

Nina:

Female / Lesbian / She/Her

Loves doing latte art

Makes tiktoks sometimes of herself making drinks or doing latte art, mostly to promote the cafe but also for her own enjoyment

Loves 70's and 80's music

Loves ABBA

Her ex partner made her worry over unimportant things constantly

Was sad but relieved when her ex partner broke up with her

Listens to music while cleaning

Black cat type of partner

Watched Stranger Things

Loves halloween and fall

Loves horror movies ( my hc)

Eventually warmed up to Muriel and gives them free food and drinks sometimes since they help around the cafe ( my hc)

Feeds stray cats that live near the cafe (my hc)

Maggie:

Female / Lesbian / She/Her

Loves flowers

Summer is her favourite season

Likes pop music

Golden retriever type partner

Loves sitcoms

Has crocheted stuffies

Has tons of records and plants at home

Goes to the cafe all the time to see Nina

Has a great skin care routine

Loves cats

She taught Crowley about eyeliner and helped him learn to apply it ( my hc)

She loves Muriel and teaches them about different musicians ( my hc)

Really likes Taylor Swift (my hc)

#good omens #good omens s2 #good omens season 2 spoiler #good omens headcanons #good omens spoilers #ineffable bureaucracy #beelzebub #arch angel gabriel #gos2 spoilers #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley #muriel #eric the disposable demon #ineffable idiots #maggie #nina #good omens nina #the bentley #good omens2 #muriel x eric #tw swearing #tw alchohol mention #tw smoking #j + finnys headcanons

[sukioyakio]

Blackcat!miguel O’Hara x fem!reader

but hear me out,(fem)Clueless!reader x blackcat(engery,oh yea his hair is down instead of up,but not all the way down that it cover his eyes)!miguel O’Hara 

(This is just an Drabble of something I was thinking about,when it come to an sunshine oc x grumpy oc,so yea) 

College au 

where reader has such an orange cat vibe or energy,she clueless when it comes to love signals,but is smart at schools stuffs,she enjoys making people happy and loves to see them smile,she enjoy it,it make her feel good about herself,she really couldn’t get anger at anyone,she hates seeing anybody sad,or just down that day,if anyone needed help with homework or school stuff,she would help of course she joke around and sometimes get off topic if she had an imaginary thing on her head she would have cat ears and an tail that is always wagging whenever she talks,jokes,or laughs,she like to surprise people,while hugging them,she very much loves talking to her friends about what happened in her life,what she does in the day,or something.

while Miguel is the total opposite  of that,he enjoys he quiet time,he loves reading book about science or biography of people life,especially walking around the city,or an nature walk,Miguel doesn’t like being annoyed by people,especially when it girls who come to ask him his number or just flirting with him,he just grunts,and says something offensive or just plan out rude to them,and give them an stern expression,rolling his eyes,he just does he own thing in school,but still able maintain his grades,sometimes you would see him in an fights,but he always wins even if he looks all beat up,he will still be able to deal with it,the one thing he known is his very cold eyes with an slight pain in them if you looked harder in them but they are gorgeous to see them but,the way can make an person scares them away whenever he glares at someone,if he had an imaginary thing it would be black colored cat ears and an tail that wouldn’t even move around to people reactions,

But when  clueless!reader,see him she would always try to spook him,or surprised him,but she would always end up falling flat on the floor,

“There he is,this time I going to spook him”she says in her mind as she make an proud gesture,and playful smile as she lunges at Miguel,to only fall flat on the ground

“why do you even bother trying,it not going to work on me”miguel say in an harsh yet stern tone of voice,as he scoffs at her actions,as reader rise her thumb up to him as her head is still in the ground,as she gets up,to see Miguel isn’t there anymore,and spot him walking down the hallway,as she runs toward him with an beaming smile,and walks slowly behind his back to his neck is revealed 

she blows some air on his reveal neck,to see his change reaction from stern and grumpy,to annoyed and confused expression,as she walks next to him,as miguel look at her face with an irritated expression,to only see her smile,as she starts to laugh,

“hahahaha!,p-pfft,hahhhhah,omg,y-you look like an kid getting yelled out at and being very confused at what you did,hahahaha,you should have seen your expressions”she was laughing between her words as she couldn’t stop laughing nor smiling at him,her arua was an bight eager and playfulness glow ,while Miguel aura was dark and gloomy,cover everything in his shadows,as Miguel looked at her with an unreadable expression,

As she sudden began to stop laughing,and look at Miguel eyes,as he turns his head away from her and starts walking again,as he scoffs,as he mumbles some things that reader couldn’t hear 

when Miguel was there,seeing her laugh,something about her laughter and seeing her smile made him feels Some what good in the inside,he thought while seeing her laugh,”what an fucking dork,…a…cute dork”to only realize what he just said in his mind,and shake it off as him loosing his mind from the stress of being in school having to deal with shit,

But he was loosing his mind was an everyday occurrence,when he was with her,sometimes wanted put wax on her mouth to keep her quiet before he would do something that isn’t very gentleman like,but never really knew that he had an soft spot for an bight eager kitten 

I guess it was time for the dark gato to finally have someone bring him to the light

If y’all want an more of this,idk write in the comments,or like it,idk 😭😭😔😓

Tags list:@cherryredstars @cherryberry-sugarandspice.@coffeeandbookskeepmealive @kairiscorner @miguellover07 @miguelsslvt @lynxslokley @everlastlady @tarjapearce

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara fanfiction #miguel o'hara fluff #random thoughts

[mcbeetlebeeb]

I'm currently getting into a fandom that isn't homestuck, but I can't turn down a request :3

these will still be headcannons and- uhrm- yea

Gamzee Makara

He is, talking about some mystical shit dude

I think hed appreciate someone who just listens too him blabber

don't ask me why but he'd like to naw on you

not full fledged biting a chunk out of you

I think he's too aware of how sharp his teeth are to go biting down that hard, but yknow

nipping at you gently, but not before he was smothering you in sloppy clown kisses

this is real specific but I think hed have the type of eyes that you can't seem to keep eye contact with

he's just so much taller and just has this lopsided shiteating grin, that shows most of his sharp ass teeth

I'd like to think his eyes are always that half lidded gaze, especially when it's at you

but no intent behind the looks he gives, fuck- probably no thoughts either

lights on no one home

don't get me wrong, he's not dumb,

in the simplest sense hes a big ol airhead

yknow a dingbat, a bit of a scatterbrain

but he's not like- vegetable for a brain dumb as hell

and thats another thing, it's definitely really convincing to probably think that he's yknow, not all there

but it throws you off gaurd x2 when he'd get all close and murmur and mumble certain things too you

he looked like he had a maximum of 3 thoughts floating around in his brain

but here he is, mumbling in a low almost gravely tone, right by your ear

I love to think he's one of those tall people to rest his arm playfully on your head if your shorter, which you most likely are-

can't recall if I mentioned the last time sense I have a rubber ducky keeping track of my memory

but I think hed be cold all the time

not like, bothersomely fridged

but enough to make you shiver and squirm if he were to press his hand to your skin, noticeable enough for you to verbally go "Damn-"

also!! I think hed be a huge sucker for you just holding his face with your hands, letting him relax against you, eyes shut

still grinning a bit and letting that low rumbling purr come from him

and this also means playing with his hair,

pet him damn it he demands it

no, not really more like laying and being in your space, following you round until you pay attention properly too him

sense most trolls can't- yknow- go out in the middle of the day because of their intense asf sun, trolls are nocturnal

so like if you ever took a photo with him with flash his eyes would do that reflective thing that cats have

or for another example, yknow how in the dark the first thing you spot about your black cat is its eyes?

yeah that

like I said in the other headcannon thingy, he's just always lurking and looming, he likes knowing what your doing even if he's not involved

and this comes with him trailing around you like a dog that sees you have food and knows you'll give it too them at some point

wether it be from afar or close, don't assume he's not close by, him being a purple blood im sure he's well aware of how violent trolls can be,

but with you around! oh he can't let you wonder off too far- Alternia's atmosphere is dangerous and the fauna is even more dangerous-

so don't expect to go very far without him trailing behind you

but he'd understand if you explained too him you wanted time too yourself or with somebody else one on one

I dont think hed be a jealous person, maybe a lil possessive! but he's not overbearing with it

he just wants you safe and content, and he wants you too feel that way around him

have a song I think fits his uh? vibe towards? significant other? because 🎉

Dave Strider

mm have I said he's a genuinely a big goof?

but I think that'd be something someone gets right off the bat

maybe

if you can pick up on someone trailing off on tangents of meaningless words that can go on and on without someone actually ever responding

than it's pretty visable

I think itd be pretty adorable though (I know I'm gay, whatever)

like if he were to start talking about something, anything, and you gave a simple short response, he's gonna take that and run with it

especially if he likes you

I think hed definitely be one too stare

but how could you tell? he's always wearing those shades

probably a good reason why he wears them other than ironic purposes

so no one sees what or where or in this case who he's lookin at

constantly staring though, wether it's you having a conversation with you or, you doing something random he's just watching

no actual thoughts id like to say

just observing

watching you be you, do your own natural thing, picking up on the way you talk or gesture at stuff

I cannot urge this enough but I still firmly believe physical touch would be a very special thing too him

it's not impossible or looked down upon too be able to hold his hand or lean against him

but he'd be mentally noting each touch, each expression you make, listening intently too your tone, hoping your doing the same

but with these actions he'd be straight faced as always, but he can feel his hands tremble ever so slightly, he recognizes his heart beat picking up

unfamiliar with these feelings with how they're being presented yknow?

most times he ever feels this way he's in danger

but he knows he couldn't be safer right now, like he wants to believe that, it's not hard for him to believe it

but his body is just hardwired to tense up, clench his jaw and steady the shakey breathing

but being patient and respectful would melt those feelings away really easy I'd like too think

just sitting there and slowly showing affection, brushing thumbs against his knuckles, tracing over fingers

you focus on his hand, flipping it over and thumbing at his vaguely sweaty palm, hand still shaking faintly in your gentle grasp

he'd just stare at you, in disbelief and adoration, and realization that he doesnt need to be poker faced round you

that he doesnt need to put up a front to protect himself, the squishy parts of him he learned to shove away to get along with life

a big sigh of relief to say the least,

but once he realizes he doesn't need to be someone else for you, he can just be him, no expectations or demands, he can rely on someone else for once

you ain't ever gettin rid of him after that, he's not clingy but he's no longer keeping you at arms length, not now, not ever again

AND HE GETS MUSIC THING because he is my favorite right next too the crab man <3

author note: I feel this sucked a big booty buttload but I was already half way done with it when I dubbed it that, so have this anyway!!!

#Spotify #dave strider #spotify #gamzee makara x reader #dave strider x reader #homestuck #x reader #gay people #very fruity

[jobean12-blog]

Roomies

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader (College AU)

Word Count: 2,302

Summary: You and Eddie are best friends and roommates (and underneath it all, so much more) but what happens when the tension between you finally breaks. 

Author’s Note: College Eddie has been stuck in my head forever! And I know how crazy final time can be and how much a good friend and roommate can help...especially if it’s Eddie haha. This takes place in the late 80s because duh Eddie’s alive and has graduated and gone to college! I’m hoping to revist these two more if I get inspo! I also want to wear all of Eddie’s flannels so he can take them off me...thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️The bat divider is by @wannabehamlet and the library divider is by @firefly-graphics thank you beauties! 🥰

Warnings: some angst over finals and exhaustion but Eddie makes it all better, fluff and flirting fun, tension and some sexiness. 

Eddie Munson Masterlist

It’s already dinner time and you’re still not home. Last night you didn’t get home until after eight and you missed Eddie’s gig because you passed out from exhaustion. That hardly ever happens.

He sits on the couch, Metallica blasting through the radio on the shelf and his fingers mindlessly playing along on his guitar. His can’t stop his knee from constantly bouncing and he keeps missing notes.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he mutters in frustration. “Where the hell is she?”

Your black cat, Dio, pads over and rubs along his legs, purring loudly.

“Yea I know D…I think I’m gonna go look for her at the library,” Eddie tells the cat as he scratches behind its ears.

Eddie lays his guitar along the couch and turns off the radio. He grabs his leather jacket and shrugs it on before searching the cabinets for snacks. When he’s satisfied with what he finds he throws it all in a bag and runs out the door.

He makes one more stop at the coffee shop before rushing to the library.

The doors fly open with a bang and Eddie flinches, making a sheepish face at the guy behind the desk. He gently shuts the door and tip toes past the desk, clutching the bags tightly to his chest.

His eyes scan the tables but he doesn’t see you, his stomach dropping. He walks to the back of the library remembering you have a favorite table hidden in a corner by the reference section. When he rounds the shelves he sees you with your head down on a textbook and your pencil tapping against the table.

“Hey,” he whispers, hoping he doesn’t startle you.

You lift your head slowly and blink.

“Eddie?”

He smiles as he places the bags down and comes around to sit next to you.

“Hey sweetheart.”

You stare at him and your eyes begin to water.

“Babe…?”

You burst into tears, instantly covering your mouth to silence the noise. He grabs your chair and pulls it between his spread legs, wrapping his arms around you and cradling you against his chest.

He soothingly rubs your back, holding you close until your tears subside.

When you lift your face to his, your cheeks are tear streaked and your nose is sniffly.

“I think I got snot on you.”

He just throws his head back with a laugh.

“I don’t care…but are you ok?”

His smile fades as he studies you.

“I’m so tired!” you sigh. “I just can’t wait for finals to be over.”

He nods in understanding and gently releases you to drag the bags closer.

“I brought some sustenance,” he says with a smirk.

“Did you bring beer to the library again?” you ask with a giggle.

“Not this time,” he winks.

He takes out your coffee and a water, as well as some cookies, a granola bar, a push pop and fruit snacks.

“You’re my hero Eddie,” you squeal as you open the coffee and smell it.

His eyes light up and he gives your hand a squeeze.

“I’ll help you study for a bit if you want,” he offers.

“That would be great. I was getting lonely.”

He rips open the fruit snacks and pops one into his mouth. “So, let’s get to it. What are you workin’ on?”

“Chemistry.”

His eyes go wide and he dramatically falls back into his chair.

“THE WORST,” he whines.

“I know!”

“But for you…anything.”

You lean in and give him a big hug, burying your face in his neck and letting out a relieved exhale.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

He rests his head to yours. “Of course, sweetheart.”

You finish off the bag of fruit snacks and reach for the push pop, sticking your finger into the bottom so the lollipop shoots up. You push it between your lips and suck on the sugary candy while you work on a problem.

“You almost done with that?” Eddie whispers.

“Nah, I can’t seem to figure this one out,” you shrug, sticking the pop back into your mouth and sucking hard.

“No…I mean the push pop,” he says with a hard swallow.

“Well…,” you start and look it over, “I have a lot left. Do you want some?”

You hold it out and he stares at it then his eyes drift to you mouth as you lick your lips.

“Nuh uh, you finish it. You seem to be enjoying it.”

“Mm it’s so good!”  

He slips his hand under the table and discreetly adjusts himself in his pants, clearing his throat as he does so.

“You ok?” you ask him, noting his flushed face.

“Yep,” he answers, popping the p.

You last another two hours but by 8pm you’re falling asleep on Eddie’s shoulder.

“I think it’s time to go home babe,” he laughs as he nudges your slumping form. “Let’s get you to bed.”

“Ok, yeah, good idea,” you mumble.

Eddie packs up your things and cleans off the table before helping you into your coat and zipping it up for you. He puts on your backpack so you don’t have to carry anything and grabs your hand.

“Come on,” he says as he gently tugs you through the library tables and toward the door.

He looks back with a smile, stopping short when he notices your sneaker is untied.

“Wait!” he says, holding up a finger.

He kneels down and shifts your foot closer to him, tying it tightly and tucking the laces behind the tongue of your shoe.

“There we go,” he says and pats your foot.

“Thanks,” you say quietly, taking his outstretched hand again. “What would I do without you?”

“Well...I dunno, trip over your own shoe laces, spend your nights sleeping in the library, fail all your exams...”

You open your mouth to give him a sassy retort but he keeps going, his smile wide. 

“AND starve to death for sure!” 

“It was a rhetorical question Eddie,” you huff playfully. “But...you’re probably right!” 

“I’m always right,” he snarks as he holds the door open for you. 

You walk home in comfortable silence, Eddie’s hand holding tightly to yours as he swings your arms back and forth.

A cold wind blows and you shiver. He tugs you into his side and slides his arm over your shoulders.

“We’ll be home soon,” he tells you.

When you’re about two blocks away from your apartment you feel a drop of rain. Eddie doesn’t seem to notice so you don’t say anything and just keep walking but unfortunately several more drops start to fall as you continue on, the ground already dotted with wetness.

“Jesus Christ!” Eddie groans. “Hopefully it doesn’t get worse.”

He picks up the pace and keeps you securely tucked under his shoulder. The rain starts off light but within minutes it’s coming down harder and harder.

“It’s so cold!” you screech as you run along the sidewalk.

“I know!” Eddie yells as he starts to take off his jacket to hold over your heads.

“No way, you’ll freeze!” you retort, but he already has it off.

Your feet slosh up every step to your apartment, the water running down in big drops and plopping onto the tiles.

“Don’t slip,” Eddie warns as the trudges next to you.

“I can’t believe we got caught in the rain,” you say shakily. “We’re soaked!”

He unlocks the door to your shared apartment and holds it open for you. You walk in and Dio immediately trots over to greet you but as the cat gets closer he slows down, realizing you’re dripping wet.

He dances around the drops and the growing puddle to poke his tiny whiskered nose around and inspect.

“I know D. We’re a mess,” you sigh.

“Let’s get dried off and changed. It’s too cold,” Eddie says.

You toe off your drenched shoes and try to pull off your socks but they’re so wet that you almost fall over.

“I got you,” Eddie whispers as he steadies you and then pulls off your socks.

“Thanks.”

You walk dejectedly to your bedroom and start to pull off your clothes, hanging them on your drying rack and searching for a towel. Once you’re dried off you realize you barely have any clean clothes, your overflowing laundry basket mocking you from the corner.

With a loud curse, you stomp your feet, your eyes burning with fresh tears that threaten to fall.

“Hey sweetheart, you ok in there?”

Eddie’s voice settles you and you walk closer to your door, opening it slightly to tell him, “All my comfy clothes are dirty. I didn’t have a chance to do laundry!”

He peeks his head through just enough to smile at you and holds up a finger.

“Be right back!”

He rushes off and shortly returns with his flannel and some dry socks.

“Is that enough? Most of my stuff is dirty too, but you can take my Hellfire shirt if you want. I can take it off.”

“This is perfect. Thanks Eddie.”

You shut the door and grab your last pair of clean panties, sliding them on and then throwing his flannel over your shoulders and buttoning it up. You can’t stop your inhale when his familiar scent envelopes you and you stick your nose in the collar to get more of it.

You find Eddie sitting on the couch with his sketchpad in hand and his pen scratching over the paper. His still damp hair curls close to his face and his tongue darts out to wet his lips as he concentrates. You pause in the doorway and stare, sucking your own lip between your teeth at the sight of him.

As if he feels your eyes he looks up and smiles.  

“What are you drawing?” you ask quickly as you move closer and peek over his shoulder.

He lifts his hands away and shows you his little cartoon vampire bat.

“He’s so cute Eddie!”

“Thanks,” he laughs, finishing off the doodle by adding some blood dripping off the fangs. “I’m thinking about a new tat.”

“OOOO WHERE?” you say excitedly as you round the couch and stand in front of him.

He looks up and his eyes widen as they sweep down your body. You’re in nothing but panties, his socks and his flannel and his mouth falls open.

“You don’t have to tell me…” you begin, feeling suddenly unsure.

“No!” he says loudly, followed by a softer, “no, that’s not it. Ummmm….”

He tries to form words but all he can do is stare.

“Eddie?” you ask.

“You missed a button,” he whispers, his eyes falling to the lopsided buttons of his flannel.

“I what…? OH!”

You look down and giggle. “I did!”

When your hands lift to the first button he grabs your wrists, standing with the motion and stepping closer to you. His eyes wander over your face and linger on your lips, his warm breath fanning across your cheek.

“I’ll fix it,” he murmurs.

“Ok,” you answer, your voice breathless.

He takes one more step to close any space left between you before he brings his hands to the first button, time moving torturously slow as he pulls it free of the material. He keeps his eyes on yours as he moves to the next one, your breathing growing shallower by the second.

Your body sways slightly toward his and your eyes lower to his hands. He opens the third button, enough of your bare skin exposed for him to know you have nothing else on.

“Fuck,” he mutters quietly, delicately parting the sides of the shirt with his fingers.

With his eyes trained on yours he slips his hand between the fabric and runs his knuckles along your skin, his rings ghosting along the same path and making you shiver.

“You sure you’re not still cold?” he hums.

“No. I’m fine. Warm actually, the socks really help.”

“Hmm.”

He’s barely listening to you at this point, his focus dropping to your mouth as his fingers grasp the last button and undo it.

His shirt hangs open at the sides as his fingers graze over your skin and move lower. His eyes squeeze shut when his fingertips glide over the silk of your panties and when he opens them again an unmistakable hunger flashes in their warm brown color.

His fingers press into your skin as he slides them along your waist, his free hand reaching up to caress your cheek. Your heart thunders in your chest and when he drags your body to his and you feel his hardness press into your stomach your breath stutters and you grab his biceps.

The hand at your cheek slowly smooths down your skin, skimming along your neck and tracing your collar bone until he meets your shoulder. He toys with the shirt, brushing his hand just under it before his fingers curl into the fabric and he slowly pushes it off.

His lashes lower and his eyes fall to your bare skin.

“This has to be a dream,” he whispers.

Your hands move up his arms and curl around his neck, your fingers combing through his hair to bring his face closer.

He dips his head, brushing his lips to yours in a whisper of a touch. Your fingers tug on his hair, silently urging him to kiss you. Instead, his lips move over yours with another teasing whisper and you whimper his name, your nails digging into his scalp.

It shatters whatever restraint he has left and he grabs the back of your neck, hauling you against his body as his mouth presses to yours. His groan of satisfaction rumbles through you and his hair tickles your skin as he parts your lips, sliding his tongue across yours until nothing else remains but the taste of him.

@buckysdollforlife @blackwidownat2814 @ysmmsy @dreamlessinparis @nerdypinupcrystal @hiddles-rose @goldylions @seitmai

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #college!eddie munson #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x y/n #college!eddie munson x reader #roommates to lovers #college au

[tinkerbelle05]

hi! can you write a miles (1610) x gn/fem pop star s/o? thanks so much!!

My Muse

Characters: 1610!Miles Morales x Black!Fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: (Requested) Thanks for the reqs, sweets

Warning: none :)

A/N: Did I use this as an excuse to talk about my favorite songs? Maybe lol. Let me know if you have heard of any of these, they are listed below.

Dating someone famous was not for the weak, Miles expected that. You tried to keep your relationship private, knowing how unhinged your fans could be. You loved and appreciated them (well most of them) but they could be a bit much at times.

And because of that your dating life was on standby until you met Miles. He was perfection in every sense of the world. And somehow, when your relationship inevitablely got leaked, he was calm about it. Well of course during first week Miles was the definition of a mess because who wouldn’t be. He was constantly refreshing the comment section of posts and the like.

But after that he went private and kinda moved on. Two months later and it was like the leak never existed. You moved on with your lives and the rest of the world did too.

Miles was hanging out in your room, music playing in the background. You were writing lyrics in your book and he was sketching in his. With the afternoon sun lighting up the room, the scene felt picturesque.

You felt someone watching you, and when you looked up, it was Miles. His face was resting on his palm and he had a lovesick expression on his face.

“You should take a picture, it'll last longer,” you joked and that broke him out of it whatever daydream he was having.

“Oh…oh. Um, was I staring?” He asked sheepishly.

“Yes, you were,” you chuckled. “But it’s cute.”

You leaned over and caught a glimpsed of his sketch book. But only that as he snatched the thing out of your reach. “Hey, hey, you know the deal. You look into my book, and I look into yours.”

You stared at Miles, mulling over the offer in your head, weighing the pros and cons in your head. “Okay, fine.”

You really wanted to see what that boy was so secretive about in there. And you always wanted to stare at the lil sketches he made of you. You exchanged books and went to looking.

You just hoped he wouldn't be a dork (affectionately) about what you written in your book.

But this is Miles we’re talking about here. Being dork is practically his middle name.

He glances up at you and his eyes says it all. Your cheeks were getting hot but thankfully with your complexion, it won't show.

“Can’t stop thinking ‘bout the way you kissed me, under the stars’?” Miles recounts the lyrics you wrote.

You ignored him and continued to look through his sketchbook. Even though you were enjoying his reactions.

It's one of your favorite parts about thing whole singing thing (other than the money obviously), it was how people reacted to your songs. Especially the ones who inspired it.

“Oh, and another one! ‘You’re the water when I’m stuck in the desert. You’re the Tylenol I take when my head hurts. You’re the sunshine of my life.’” He reads the words from the book with a smug smile on his face.

“What you cheesing for?” you asked with a big smile of your own.

Miles sets the book down on his overcrowded night table and comes closer to you, “You know, while reading this book, one would assume that I'm your muse."

He's staring at me with a teasing smirk on his face, “Well, am I?”

Instead of answering you shoved his book in his face and flipped through the multiple drawings that Miles has of you, “And what about this? Does this mean I'm your muse too?"

“Okay, okay you got me. I guess we’re both muses for eachother then?”

You look at him and can't help but smile, “Yea, I guess we are.”

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Songs used: ur so pretty - wasia project & best part -HER ft. Daniel Caesar

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[swanno-arts]

did i accidentally invest too much on this au. m maybe

additional notes below!

i know its possible to have vonel wear black as well but i wanted him to stay true to fate's colors (and yes i know there are no bright yellow in papers, please's color palette but shhh)

technically theres more grim reaper spawns, but lets just say vonel never kept track until now or there's a lack of reapers in the human department lol

the inspector still goes by the inspector, but is interchangeable with the reaper or grim

kinda has a similar vibe to the meta, please au - but in this case vonel is not fully aware of inspector's repeating lives thanks to jorji (mortimer)

initially they were restricted to just managing fates in arstotzka, but i wanted to raise the stakes :]

everyone in the office are not humans! especially not these two

vonel is aeons old. inspector is at max 28ish office-days old and vonel made him with sugar, spice, human eyes and store-bought lemons mixed in a brewing pot <3

oh yea vonel has the cat :] still deciding if it'll be lady pawdington still

anywho, for anyone trying to understand all this, basically vonel designs what is called the great dying as an attempt to eradicate humanity, so that the office ceases to operate and exist and that he could finally rest from his aeons work loop. he fakes the equilibrium rule and holds a facade to trick inspector to blindly follow his orders that would lead to the great dying. inspector can choose to either loyally obey his orders, rebel and help build humanity into a utopia and takeover vonel's role as he resigns, fuck shit up completely and get fired, create an actual equilibrium, or rebel and kill vonel.

#swanno arts #digital art #au #alternate universe #death and papers au #papers please #papers please au #death and taxes #death and taxes game #m vonel #the inspector #// i am. knee deep i think. girl help #ITS JUST SO FUN MASHING THINGS I LIKE TOGETHER

[guesst]

MANHWA REC LIST PART 2

WAR OF THE PRINCESSES

i finished catching up to this like 2 minutes ago [EDIT: WROTE THAT THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAYM NOW ITS 2 DAYS AGO] and i genuinely really liked this. for a manhua its amazing!! the plot is unique and keeps you guessing, the characters are entertaining and NOT cookie cutter cutouts of isekai tropes, theres been some interesting reveals and a lot of people in the comments were hating on ml but personally i found him super fun; hes very morally grey n has definite flaws but thats what makes him a good character to read about !! not to mention the main character herself is great. i hate that my bar for good manhwa/hwa characters has gone down to 'has more than 2 personality traits' but she is leaping over it for sure

PLEASE REPENT, YOUR GRACE!

i dont read yaoi i dont read bl. i have never ever read it . however the vibes were so strong that i had to go back and check the tags because.. if you read it... you will see. its so strong. it radiates. (all that aside i really like the relationship btn the mains i think its really fun. they may not be gay (????🤨🤨🤨🤔🤔) but its still highly enjoyable i love it)

THE BABY SAINT WANTS TO DESTROY THE WORLD!

ive read 2 chapters but i just think the 'evil character reincarmates into the pinnacle of goodness' trope is the funniest thing in the world. i have no clue if its going to be a generic collect the characters take over the world type of thing but i just think its funny and its the newest one ive read.

IT SEEMS I'VE TRANSMIGRATED SOMEWHERE

i have been waiting for aomethinf like this for SO LONG hahah the main character is so diddly darn confused the entire time cus in her past life shes read too much rofan etc and now cant figure out what novel shes trandmigrated into. regular manhwa reader fr,, anyway theres a strong case for second hand embarrassment in this one, especially in the first few chapters or so, but i genuinely really like this just cus its so self aware, it keeps poking fun at all the tropes and its a nice lighthearted read. also theres a decent amount of plot despite it all and OH I ALMOST FORGOT the male lead is an absolute 10 personalitywise i genuinely love him. hes here for drama and thats it its amazing. so yea id say tropey but Well Written super fun 👍👍👍

HIDING THE ARCHDUKE'S HUMILIATING HISTORY

i think this is the first manhwa ive read where the ml pisses himself in fear the first time he meets fl (theyre both children)(hes scared of something else not fl but still). anyway its nothing particularly unique but its pretty fun! its one of those novel isekai where mc reincarnates into a little kid and the structure makes it a sandwich which has been keeping me very invested. this isnt a very good advertisment but its a good way to pass the time i think. heres a nice reaction pic

SUSU, HAN

oh my god??? just binged this whole thign in one go. first of all ots complete, second of all i guess you can say tjis is a character study in manhwa form. there isnt a particular overarching antagomist, its the characters learning to grow and face their own personal issues. but its also a slice of life, and lighthearted family drama, and comedy. its not a rofan this time lol. also the sibling relationships in susu, han are so good !! and theres so many lovely platonic relationships too. i really really enjoyed it.

THE TALE OF GOLDILUCK, THE BLACK KITTEN

WHOLESOME !!! WHOLESOME WHOLESOME WHOLESOME absolutely adorable, centres around a black cat that gets adopted by a young noble in ancient? old? korea. so so cite, read to soothe your heart

olay ive hit the image limit again. would yall like more

#manhwa #manhwa recs #recs

[figscigfigs]

my favorite moments from ep. 4 of neverafter:

everytime brennan welcomed someone in he said “wanna play some dnd” and that was pretty okay for someone who just killed all his friends while playing a game of pretend

lou shaking the chairs when he got the nat 20

the aussie trickster rabbit

zac’s cat mannerisms

the idea that every version of every story exists in the neverafter and can be lived through which simultaneously created and broke the neverafter (depending on who you talk to) is just a really sexy plot

siobhan and emily’s outfits killed today (very sad we didn’t get to see them in the adventuring party)

cinderella as a whole is so wonderful (and gay *fingers crossed*)

“i can ring for tea”

“oh. ah fffffffffff…. freak. really?” (…) “i’m sorry i said freak at you. oh! i’m saying it again. freak!”

grandma (possibly a werewolf????)’s description being “eyes, ears, and teeth of a normal size”

ylfa and her grandma but especially”we’re pulling a grandma heist, okay?” "you're the one who says we can have black tea after two pm” "am i" “yea that's why you're my best friend" and “does that mean i’m a princess” “you’re my princess, we’re still broke so”

gerard talking about the theoretical book and his sequel and trilogy

“and then you yelled at me… which is rude. i am a prince”

ally’s continuation of nat king cole

"we don't know if for sure he stole... anything" "it's hard, kids are hard" "he killed a guy" “honestly i'm still proud"

and that we still got a hi intrepid heroes at the end <3

#dimension 20 #dimension 20 neverafter #neverafter #brennan lee mulligan #emily axford #ally beardsley #lou wilson #zac oyama #brian murphy #siobhan thompson #y’all plot DEVLOPED this episode #like i learned so many things #including that brennan lee mulligan will once again be playing a fictional lesbian who will be my favorite npc #i’m just glad no one mentioned that fucking ostrich #i miss senator so much #i’m genuinely very upset about the loss of my forcefully named ram #neverafter spoilers

[writerscafehub]

𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚈: @fushic0re

ೀ ㅤ۫ ㅤ۪ㅤ۫ ㅤ ♡ ㅤ . 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀:

From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

        I’d say a 3.5. I’m proud of my work, but there’s always room to grow and improve. 

2. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

        I think my writing style focuses a lot on the complexity of the inner emotions the characters feel. I like to take a lot of time fleshing out their inner selves that way when there’s dialogue or they commit a specific act, readers are able to say to themselves “yea, this is very them”. All in all, I like a lot of emotion. 

3. Are there any writers that inspire you?

        My fellow writers café members inspire me! Everyone has such different styles and ideas, it really makes me want to be more innovative. I don’t really have any specific muses, to be honest–the fanfiction fandom in general makes me want to write and see my ideas developed.

4. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

        “Take Me Into Your Arms, Siren’s Call” and “Dance In The Dark”. 

5. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write and which do you find most difficult to write?

        Steve Rogers for sure is my easiest. I love that man with my entire being and have dissected him and my interpretation of him so many times. I find Geralt of Rivia a bit difficult to write, hence why there’s no work for him.

6. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

        There’s not really a who, more like a what–my emotional wounds. Writing is used as a tool for me to not only bring my ideas to life, but use them as vessels to work out these emotions and proverbially close that chapter of my life by turning them into something positive. 

7. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about!

        I have a very cute “Spy x Family” meets “The Incredibles” one shot for Miguel O’Hara in the works featuring Filipina!Reader, Gabriella O’Hara, and reader’s daughter hehe 

8. First fandom you ever wrote for?

        I’m really gonna expose myself here…it was for Black Veil Brides LMAOOOO 

9. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

        GIRL (gender neutral); black cat gf x golden retriever bf, the mean one being soft for the sunshine one, enemies to lovers, reincarnation. 

10. A trope you’ll never, ever write for.

        Mafia/mob boss. I have one singular wip with that trope and after that, I’m retiring it. Cannot stand it, no offense. 

11. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

        Definitely my demon! Lee Bodecker and ghost!Steve Rogers fics. Those were RIDES.

12. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

ENEMIES TO LOVERS, BLACK CAT GF x GOLDEN RETRIEVER BF, and THE GRUMPY ONE BEING SOFT FOR THE SUNSHINE ONE. I clearly have a preference. 

13. Do you listen to anything while you write?

        Either bossanova, classical music, jazz, lo-fi, or a playlist I made specifically for whatever I’m writing.

14. One-shots or multi-chaptered works?

I don’t have a preference tbh. they’re both very impactful, it just depends on the plot in question. 

15. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them!

yES ALL THE TIME. especially for fluff pieces with family dynamics, I always wanna create little side drabbles in the style of “modern family” like they have their very own sitcom. 

16. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

writing for Geralt of Rivia. The deep lore for The Witcher seems like a lot of ground to cover. 

17. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

I can’t remember anything specific, but my fic “Take Me Into Your Arms, Siren’s Call” received a good amount of super meaningful feedback from Filipino readers that meant a lot to me. They expressed how much it meant for them to be seen, especially in a fantasy-fairy tale like story that incorporated our culture.

18. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

Yes, lore building for “Take Me Into Your Arms, Siren’s Call”! I’ve never written anything in the fantasy genre, so that was definitely a challenge. It turned out amazing. I loved writing it and that fic is one that is near and dear to my heart. 

19. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst?

I’m a fucking baby and I can only have angst if it’s followed with fluff…..but I do love angst.

20. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

EEEEEE I currently have one OC for a re-write of my series called “Keeping Up With The Starks”. Her name is Camila Santos Stark, a Filipina-American who is the only daughter of Tony Stark. She’s a spoiled heiress but is definitely a no-nonsense woman who you do not want to underestimate. She’s described by others around her as the rational version of Tony–the snark is there, but so are a bunch of other characteristics that Tony doesn’t possess. Steve Rogers is her love interest. He thought she was a spoiled brat, but look who fell in love!

21. If you could enter the universe of any one of your fics, which would it be and why?

Definitely “Take Me Into Your Arms, Siren’s Call” – it’s pure fantasy which sounds amazing. Plus, Namor! 

22. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

Eh, there’s nothing really interesting going on behind the scenes–I just write at night with a candle lit. 

23. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

        “I’m a beauty, I’m a beast, it defends on the feast” – “So Cool” by Dounia

24. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

        If writing frustrates you, that’s a sign for you to step away and take a break. If you initially started writing because you love it, continue to lead with love–don’t kill the joy.

#writer’s cafe ♡☕︎ #barista of the month #𓆸rika𓆸

[somethinabouttwistedwonderland]

Hello! I saw that matchups were open and thought I'd send in a request for Twisted Wonderland.

Appearance-wise I am a 165 cm tall, average build, Bangladeshi woman (She/her but also cool with they/them). I have wavy black hair that just reaches below my shoulders and I usually dress in South Asian attire, usually salwar-kameez plus a hijab. I also wear glasses. I don't really feel comfortable going out without them 😅

My MBTI and enneagram: INTJ 5w4

Star sign: Sagittarius sun, Virgo moon and rising (I act more like a Virgo, allegedly)

Sexuality: demiromantic asexual (demisexual?)

Personality traits: Calm, collected, polite, quiet, shy (but that can easily be mistaken for being aloof or done with everyone's shit (they aren't entirely wrong about the latter) (someone told me I radiate black cat energy), not very facially expressive (I'm the most emotional emotionless person I know. I do feel things more deeply than people give me credit for), a good listener, hardworking (I often bite off more than I can chew and end up burnt out), intelligent (especially with numbers. RIP impostor syndrome + gifted kid burnout syndrome. As much as I love my major, electrical engineering is kicking my ass). I am also the oldest of three sisters, so I'm good at handling kids (I'm also expected to be the perfect daughter, so... yea). Someone also told me I'm wise, but all that wisdom came from all the books I read + watching Avatar: The Last Airbender lmao. The same person also said my presence was therapeutic (paraphrasing, of course. Also, this is alleged)

Hobbies: Making art, making jewelry, reading, writing, animating (I'm relatively new to animation. I don't know what I'm doing most of the time, but I'm still having fun), basically anything creative. I especially like to draw and paint things that radiate a sense of comfort, nostalgia, and serenity. Someone also told me that my artworks also hold a sort of innocence in the composition of the shapes, colours, and overall vibe of what I draw/paint. I also make jewelry from time to time

Likes: Classical music, lofi hip-hop, indie rpgs (Yume Nikki and Off have me in a chokehold, though not as tight as Obey Me, Court of Darkness, and Twisted Wonderland), tea, creative outlets. I also like to learn psychology

Dislikes: Cruelty, anyone who would dare to threaten my family or friends, loud noises, red meat (The texture is too much for me to handle), bright lights. I also dislike strong smelling things and being in crowded, noisy and bright environments for prolonged periods of time

What qualities do you look for in a partner? It may not look like it on the surface, but I'm a huge softie, I'd like anyone who I can feel safe talking to. They don't need to be perfect, I just need them to put effort into helping me with my emotional needs. I already do that a lot with others, so I'd like it if they turn the tables on me. I also would not tolerate it if my partner belittles me or if they're just mean or rude for no apparent reason.

My love languages include making art for them and spending quality time

How do you want to receive affection? As I stated before, I would like them to put effort into helping me with my emotional needs. I already do that a lot with others, so I'd like it if they turn the tables on me. I would also like physical touch and words of affirmation, but I can't guarantee I'll know how to react to that at first 🥲. It's gonna take some time for me to get used to it

I hope this is enough information. Thanks in advance if you choose to write this

I match you with...

KALIM AL ASIM

When you spoke about being an older sibling, it immediately reminded me of Kalim, and eventually I thought he might work!

Kalim, in all honesty, needs to work on how he handles himself around more reserved people. However, I think that the way you described your ideal partner lead me to think that Kalim was the best option.

Kalim is kind, generous, and is always looking out for the people he loves (even if he can be a tad dense at times.)

Kalim might be rather... erm... how can I say this in a polite way. stupid? Stupid in an endearing way. He'd always find time to make you happy and attend to your needs, however. He often says that teamwork is a valuable thing, and that's even truer in a relationship.

Despite often being unaware of the people around him, I think that after Jamil, Kalim is much more patient when it comes to listening to others, and is better at pulling his own weight. So, Kalim makes an effort to better make you comfortable since he knows your introverted nature can contrast with his own more extroverted one.

Kalim would always make time for you, ask your preferences for things, and generally try to make you as happy as possible. Kalim loves to have fun, and he has the most fun when he's with the people he loves, and that's you!

Receiving personally made gifts from you would make him incredibly happy, and to him they would be worth more than all of the treasures his family has.

Oftentimes, Kalim can treat you like a younger sibling moreso than a romantic partner, however, it's because he loves you and doesn't entirely get romance.

Speaking of younger siblings, he can relate to you by being an older sibling himself, and he's happy to introduce you to his many, MANY, younger brothers and sisters.

Now onto the part that made me unsure about Kalim for you. Kalim is VERY extroverted. He throws large parties and banquets quite often, and leaves Jamil to bear the weight of a lot of it. I assume that the stimuli from these events would be.. difficult to deal with for you, and Kalim would very much want you to go, however if you tell him, he'll understand how you feel (even if he's sad about it.) However, if you think of Kalim like the extrovert who adopted an introvert (you) it's much more endearing.

Kalim does anything he can to see you happy, feeling at peace when he sees you able to laugh and smile.

Thank you for requesting a matchup! Sorry if it isn't to your liking!!

Other character(s) I considered: Silver, Lilia.

#disney twst #twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twst matchup #kalim al asim #twst kalim #twisted wonderland kalim #kalim x reader

[obsoleteozymandias]

Hello! I saw that matchups were open and thought I'd send in a request for Twisted Wonderland.

Appearance-wise I am a 165 cm tall, average build, Bangladeshi woman (She/her and they/them pronouns please). I have wavy black hair that just reaches below my shoulders and I usually dress in South Asian attire, usually salwar-kameez plus a hijab. I also wear glasses. I don't really feel comfortable going out without them 😅

My MBTI and enneagram: INTJ 5w4

Star sign: Sagittarius sun, Virgo moon and rising (I act more like a Virgo, allegedly)

Sexuality: demiromantic asexual (demisexual?)

Personality traits: Calm, collected, polite, quiet, shy (but that can easily be mistaken for being aloof or done with everyone's shit (they aren't entirely wrong about the latter) (someone told me I radiate black cat energy), not very facially expressive (I'm the most emotional emotionless person I know. I do feel things more deeply than people give me credit for), a good listener, hardworking (I often bite off more than I can chew and end up burnt out), intelligent (especially with numbers. RIP impostor syndrome + gifted kid burnout syndrome. As much as I love my major, electrical engineering is kicking my ass). I am also the oldest of three sisters, so I'm good at handling kids (I'm also expected to be the perfect daughter, so... yea). Someone also told me I'm wise, but all that wisdom came from all the books I read + watching Avatar: The Last Airbender lmao. The same person also said my presence was therapeutic (paraphrasing, of course. Also, this is alleged)

Hobbies: Making art, reading, writing, animating (I'm relatively new to animation. I don't know what I'm doing most of the time, but I'm still having fun), basically anything creative. I especially like to draw and paint things that radiate a sense of comfort, nostalgia, and serenity. Someone also told me that my artworks also hold a sort of innocence in the composition of the shapes, colours, and overall vibe of what I draw/paint. I also make jewelry from time to time

Likes: Classical music, lofi hip-hop, indie rpgs (Yume Nikki and Off have me in a chokehold, though not as tight as Obey Me, Court of Darkness, and Twisted Wonderland), tea, creative outlets. I also like to learn psychology

Dislikes: Cruelty, anyone who would dare to threaten my family or friends, loud noises, red meat (The texture is too much for me to handle), bright lights. I also dislike strong smelling things and being in crowded, noisy and bright environments for prolonged periods of time

What qualities do you look for in a partner? It may not look like it on the surface, but I'm a huge softie, I'd like anyone who I can feel safe talking to. They don't need to be perfect, I just need them to put effort into helping me with my emotional needs. I already do that a lot with others, so I'd like it if they turn the tables on me. I also would not tolerate it if my partner belittles me or if they're just mean or rude for no apparent reason.

My love languages include making art for them and spending quality time

How do you want to receive affection? As I stated before, I would like them to put effort into helping me with my emotional needs. I already do that a lot with others, so I'd like it if they turn the tables on me. I would also like physical touch and words of affirmation, but I can't guarantee I'll know how to react to that at first 🥲. It's gonna take some time for me to get used to it

OFF FANS RISE UP!!!!!!! BRING THE FANDOM BACK!!!

== Twisted Wonderland ==>

I match you up with…

Lilia Vanrouge 

Lilia is fascinated by you. You’re so young yet so wise! Your eyes and artistic works show so much wisdom and experience and he wishes to some extent that he could be like you. 

He wants your dedication and intelligence, too. He feels like he’s made some mistakes in his lifetime, and in the darker parts of his mind, he wonders if he doesn’t deserve you. 

You’re quick to remedy that with kisses and cuddles though. 

Side note: Lilia is a little spoon. I do not make the rules. 

He’ll get lost in your passion and artwork for HOURS. Seriously, he’ll just stare at your art and get this sense of comfort that he hasn’t felt before. And he’ll get that comfort all the same with you. You’re like home to him. 

He keeps a small painting of yours on his person at all times, maybe in a locket, which helps him calm down when his emotions get the better of him. 

He’ll also just look at it and giggle and kick his feet. He is whipped. 

Lilia is absolutely someone you can feel safe talking with. He may not always understand your emotions, and he can be a bit pigheaded when he thinks he’s right, but if anyone can talk some sense into him it’s you. 

He’ll be there for you at the end of each day and the beginning of each morning, and he’ll always remind you of how deep his love for you is. You are his everything. 

#twst #twisted wonderland #oz’s requests #matchup #twst matchup #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader