#OZ I LOVE YOU BUT PLZ

[dazzlingfeelingz]

Hmmm v bored 2day, so here'z a little reblog game :3

Send me up to two of your f/oz and a bit of info abt them and I'll send a vocaloid song they remind me of

Hug remindz me of Saki a lot actually! I associate a lot of MIMI songz w our relationship tbh (it might be the soft vibez I get from em idk)

#[🔮] dazzling sillienezz #[🌟] sakisaki #(at least it'z a cameo from her) #self ship #selfship #yumejoshi #yumeship #f/o #selfshipping #self shipping #im running out tagz 4 thiz #anyway plz actually interact w thiz i love seeing other people'z f/oz #and you can get a bonuz song for a playlist if you have one :3 #fair trade i think

[onmyyan]

🗡️Psycho🗡️ Anon, here again! #5

Ya gonna have to make a divider folder for me or somethin for all my posts I’m submitting to ya at this rate…

Anywho as my brain was rottin n everythin I was sent into another eureka episode of delulu with Ashley Hunt. I’m so sorry but no not really cuz I love this man and I’d let him tie me up to him like a cock sleeve. Like seriously I wish this man would geta larger fan base too cuz he deserve a harem. Imma be whore #1 for him though plz…

So back to me thoughts. Imma be like those people jumpin into multiverses and constantly explorin AUs, cause it was another AU idea I had with meetin Ash. We got your original story reader, then the AU of hardcore city girl reader yours truly made (check out my submits #2 and #3 for new viewers), and now we got…

Bimbo AU reader!!!

Yea we samplin lots of different dishes hun! Cause sometimes I just wanna be “no thoughts head empty” ya know? But like not in a horrible misogynistic way…Like hardcore city girl was fun, but now let’s see something that’s more opposite of her character and see how Ash deals with this new character/reader personality.…so dontcha worry this new AU won’t be bad. I hope not…

You know the drill, story starts by us comin out to the small ass town in the countryside n livin with our grandma. In this AU though, grannie is doin just fine. It’s us who’s fucked. Ya see we got our hearts broken yet again in our home of the big city. We’re not that smart ya see…and cause of that we’re constantly taken advantage of by romantic prospects. What can I say? We’re a hopeless romantic at heart and wanna be whisked away be a handsome Prince on a horse…

So grannie thought it’d be good for us to leave the city for a while and come to the country to take a break from all the bullshit. We oblige cause there ain’t anyone who’d ever take advantage of us in a small town in the hicks. And some of our former suitors have been real bratty to us lately and our friends think distance might be the only solution at this point. Maybe we can become a better or new person by the time our stay with grannie is over. We could get whisked away to the land of Oz and getta new brain perhaps…

So now we all cheery comin out of our vehicle and unpackin our luggage. Ashley Hunt pops up of course and introduces himself. We get a lil flustered cause he big big at 6’6” and got the muscles to match. We polite n everythin and introduce ourselves too. He offers up to fix parts of the house (as per usual story sequence) and before we give him our answer, a small pocket journal falls from the luggage we’re carrying onto the floor. It’s guide our friends helped compile for us on “how to survive and make smart decisions” cause we just that naive and stupid…

It filled with tips, advice, and scenarios of what to do when a man does xyz. It even got a chart that you can answer yes, no, and the like that points you down to the final verdict at the bottom. We look over to the sound of the falling object and see the pocket journal and that enough for us to remember our poor decision making skills. So we just say “no” like our friends back at home have been drillin into us to practice sayin to men when we confused or can’t make a sound decision at the moment…

Ash is a bit taken aback at this and is asking us if we got someone else already comin to do repairs. We respond “no” again. Then he asks if we’re gonna do it ourselves. We say “no” again. And then we kinda just stand there in awkward silence for a few moments as Ash himself is just tryin to process what just happened himself…

We tell him it was nice meetin him and he gets the hint and bids adieu sayin that he hopes he can see more of us. And if we change our minds or need anythin from him to not hesitate to come n get him. “No” is what we reply with a smile cause we stupidly on auto pilot repeat mode still. Ash is just stupefied himself at this point wonderin what he did wrong as the door closes in his face and he got a while to think ridin home…

It’s been a couple days n we gotten all settled in. We haven’t gone into town yet and decided we should explore. We’ve also been running out of some food so it’d be good to pick up some groceries too while we at it. We go to town surprisingly easily given the single direct road from the house. Thank goodness for our poor brain…And as we shoppin in the small store mindin our business we get harassed by the town creep. A old poor drunk who tends to only come out durin late nights to a bar. But lucky us he had to come out this fine afternoon…

 He tells us how we must be new in town since he hasn’t seen our pretty face n all. We just smile and take his compliment cause we really do think he bein nice to us. Drunky of course takes this as an invite and starts gettin handsy and our danger signals finally start flarin. And whose hand comes in to save us? Our country beau Ash!

He easily pulls drunky back tellin him how his ma and pa raised an animal for doin something like that to a lady and throws him out of the store onto the street. Ash quickly comes back to us askin if we ok and all. We nod and tell him this ain’t our first rodeo dealin with men like that. To which we don’t notice the brief flashin murderous glint in his eyes as we ‘em this. He pushes the conversation to a better place askin how we’re enjoying town n everythin. And we happily tell him we likin the area so far. Easily forgettin the events that just occurred as we continue our shoppin with Ash by our side…

The conversation ends when our shoppin does n we tell Ash we should get home. He says goodbye he himself happy that we were able to be close and our second encounter wasn’t like our first again. Much more pleasant. And as we drivin back home we wanna do somethin nice for Ash since he saved us. But then we think back to our pocket journal and gotta consult it first…

As we lookin through it we realize that it doesn’t have anything for what to do when a man saves you from danger…Sure it got what to do when a man offers you a free ride in his vehicle, when a man offers you a free drink or meal, or when a man gifts you somethin really expensive. But nothin about a man savin you from another man…So what the fuck do we do?

We ask our grannie for advice since she gotta have something good. She asks us what is our head tellin us what he might like. We respond with “blowin him? Men always told me that’s when they liked me the most” Grannie is not amused. She is also concerned for our survival out in the world. She suggests we bake him a pie since she a bit old fashioned thinkin that a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. And you can’t ever go wrong with somethin sweet…

We reluctantly agree as she really really pushes it as she obviously doesn’t want us going down the other route. And so we spend the rest of the afternoon bakin a cherry pie for Ash for me to take to him later in the evenin when he’s probably for sure done with farm work. Night comes and we going alone to Ash’s residence. And luckily it also a one way road down from grannie’s so our poor brain won’t break down and malfunction. We go up to Ash’s large large house. He got a big farm too. And so we knock his door with the door knocker and it a cute shoe horse…

Ash is genuinely surprised to see us. And so late at night too. He initially woulda thought somethin bad had happened if not for the pie in front of us pushing it to him with a smile. “I made you a cherry pie. Well grannie and I did. As thanks for helping me out today at the market,” we say in the cutest way possible that’s about to make him cumbust. “Grannie wouldn’t let me thank you how I woulda wanted to.” Ash grins back wonderin how you’d thank him, and before he can ask outa curiosity we keep talkin…”I would’ve blown you as thanks. But if you don’t like the cherry pie I can still blow you if you’d like. I can do it in your bed too if it’d help you go to sleep too”…

Ash is just a stunned red hot blushin mess at this point and he swears his precum is probably sleeping out of him by now and if he moves an inch he’ll probably nut in his pants. We ask him if he ok and if he’s got a fever since he so red and not movin, and Ash just a stumblin mess of words n expressions. He eventually excuses himself and invites us in and prepares dishware and cutlery for us to try the cherry pie. We start apologizin and tellin him that he ain’t gonna like it since we aren’t good cooks and all. And he reassures us that he’s sure that it’ll taste delightful…

Now it’s uwu boohoo story time as we tell Ash that no one ever likes our cookin or bakin as it’s always tasted bad. All the men we were with previously also tried to get us to cook or bake for them at some point and were also disgusted with us and our abilities that we just ended up eating out all the time before the eventual break up for somethin else. So we tellin Ash with our eyes gettin a bit wet n glassy that this is our last warnin and we happy to give him a proper thanks instead. And Ash gives us one look before devouring the whole cherry pie easily himself and then sayin “it was the best cherry pie I’ve ever had.” And we just stunned n waitin for him to throw up n topple over or somethin. But he doesn’t. Instead they’re a small bite left and he picks it up with his fork and pushes it up to our mouth. Tellin us to try it. We open our mouths and eat it. And it’s not bad? Ash smiles at us and tells us to have more faith in ourselves. We smile back too…

Ash asks if we need any help gettin back home since it’s dark out and he’s ok with walkin home n stuff. We good and leave promptly back home. And while we wantin to feel good from everythin that happened we don’t let ourselves as we read our pocket journal almost every night. Advice n notes from friends actin as our conscious tellin us we always fall for men who give us the slightest attention and men are scummy liars who can fake about anythin if it means gettin some kitty. So we just try to tell ourselves that Ash is probably fakin it and is vomitin the pie probably right now. But we tasted it…the cherry pie did taste good…

And so for the next while with grannie we wanna try cookin and bakin more. Much to her delight. And we really really tryin. Tryin have more faith in ourselves n everythin. We makin everythin from cute sandwiches, cookies, to hand made pasta. Really becomin versatile in different dishes for any persons stomach. Soon enough we meet Ash again when we on a grocery run and can’t help but blush a little n hope he doesn’t notice. He asks how we’ve been and we happily tell him everythin. He says he’d be honored to try more of our cookin and bakin if we have any spare leftovers or need to use a taste tester much to our laughter…

We part ways once again and going home for the night and cookin dinner with grannie wouldn’t you know…the fuckin house really could’ve used some repairs here and there cause the damn oven gave out before bed. So grannie having her old timey mentality just told us to go over to Ash’s the next morning and ask him to borrow his kitchen for the day to make a few meals for the week for us. And it’d be good practice for me to go at cookin n bakin alone. We wanna say “no” as our conditioning from our friends taught us to, but grannie persists and isn’t taking no for an answer. So mornin comes and we gotta leave early to catch Ash before he leaves work early for the farm…

We drive n go up to Ash’s at dawn hopin he’ll be up at least and we haven’t completely woken him from bed. Much to our delight he’s up and wonderin what we need. Playfully sayin that it’s awful early to be bringin him food but he’ll always be ready to accept anythin from us. We explain the situation to him and luckily he agrees a bit too excitedly. He jumps and easily brings in some of the bags of food we brought in the car into the house and onto the kitchen counter for us. We start preparin food and Ash just sits back and watches us for a bit with a grin that’d make fish forget how to swim. Tellin us eventually that he needs to get goin but to make ourselves at home…

So the day progresses and sure enough it’s afternoon and Ash comes back into the house thinkin he can take a quick shower since some of the bulls he had to wrestle were especially bitchy today and tossed him around in the environment a little more than usual. And lo and behold when the door opens Ash hears from us “yay! You’re back! I was wonderin when you were coming home. I made you lunch. I bet you’re hungry from working so hard!” Pinching himself wouldn’t be enough to wake up from this blissful dream Ash thought. No he’d have to ram himself into the bull pen and even getting kicked n bucked by wild horses wouldn’t be enough to wake him. Not that he’d ever want to wake up from this moment anyway…

Ash comes into the kitchen and sure enough sees us settin out his food for him and usherin him to eat. We made him a large ass cheeseburger with a baked potato and coleslaw on the side. We keep babbling to him as Ash is just kinda in lalaland takin in us in the kitchen lookin all cute n shit and bein happy to see him. “…to your liking right? Wouldn’t want something so small since your so massive and everything. I couldn’t handle eating something so big. Can’t wrap my hands around it. I’d probably choke”…

And so this brings Ash outa lalaland and into hornyboner land as he’s just tryin not to take what the last few words we said outta context. That and he’s also trying to get his lil friend to settle down and not make the table rise from underneath…Ash is happily eatin and is doin his best to act normal…though everythin we doin to him is so domestic…Askin how his days goin so far, how much longer he’ll be workin, when he comin back home, what he wants for dinner…We givin this man a seizure practically and Ash probably needs to get his blood checked after we leave for the day…

And with the last bit of sanity Ash has he manages to leave n go back to work after he done eatin lunch. We bid him goodbye n say “take care. Make sure to stay safe for me ok? I don’t want you gettin hurt. Bye!” Needless to say Ash is doing peachy…We continue cookin the rest of our meals for grannie and I for the week in addition to startin a dinner for Ash too. Durin this time we get done a bit earlier than expected and see that some of his blankets in his livin room could use a wash and get the idea to help a bit more since he’s been so kind lettin us use his kitchen. And we look around the house just a lil for any more laundry to do…

We find the laundry room. Throw in the blankets and some towels and other items too. Cause it just easy to do it in one go ya know? And after some time when we all done to our horror some of the once white items are now a cute pink. And we panicking cause what’s Ash gonna do to us once we fucked up? It ain’t good n thinkin if we should quickly pack up n make a run for it to our car. As if the universe hated us we Ash comes in unnoticed sayin that he was callin for us for a bit throughout the house…

We shakin and lookin at him watery and glassy eyed thinkin that this is the end for us. Cause this is what always happen to us with men. We always find a way to make them mad at us and ruin whatever relationship we had goin on whether it was platonic or romantic. Cause we’re just that dumb and don’t have anything else goin on for us in life aside from our cute face n body accordin to them. And so we just do what we’ve always done when confronted with similar situations and go real quiet. Wait to be scolded for all our shortcomings n stuff. Then tossed outside and cry on our bed for the next week or something…

Ash just looks at us and asks if we were also doing our laundry. And we just remain beady eyed n silent like a deer in the headlights. Ash asks again and asks if we need any help of anythin. And at this point we just go on auto pilot mode again and start sayin we’re sorry and cryin. Ash of course is surprised and very gentle sayin that it’s ok and just hugs us lets us sob and cry. Get it out of our system…

After we’ve gained a bit of our composure he surprises us by carrying us extremely easily bridal style to the livin room where we explain what happened and how some of his stuff is now pink. He lets out a hearty chuckle and tells us not to worry our pretty little head. “It’s just fabric. It can be replaced if I really needed it to” And he also tells us he doesn’t mind the pink. It’ll give him something now to always think of us. To always have of us…

And so we laugh at it some more and then we both sit down in the dining room to eat the dinner I prepared for us. It some chicken, pasta, and salad and we talk some more about Ash’s day n life in general. We take him up in his offer in the end to do some repairs around grannie’s house since our oven fell apart and we wouldn’t want the rest of the house crumblin too. Much to his delight cause now he has reason to swing by more. We finish up eatin and I bring out a cute lil Angel cake for dessert for him n we eat a bit of it together. Night ends with me packing up the rest of the week’s meals for grannie and I and drivin back home. Tellin Ash how much we appreciated him for lettin us borrow his kitchen and not gettin mad at us for messin up his laundry…

And so the next week progresses with Ash comin to do repairs on the house and us talkin to him a lot while he does it. He never tells us to be quiet or what we’re sayin is dumb and stupid. He genuinely really happy to be hearin our voice no matter what’s comin out. Before we know it we’ve forgotten all about readin our little pocket journal n stuff for advice. And even when he done with all the repairs we practically just hang out with him about every other day…

On one of the days we hangin out with him he brings us out to the stables where he keeps his horses for a surprise he wants to show us. In the stables there are some ribbons of all different colors and lots of brushes. He told us he remembered that we thought it’d be fun to dress up his horses and make ‘em all cute braidin their hair n stuff. So he wanted to fulfill that wishful thought of ours. And we beamin happy as fuck cause no man ever really was this considerate of us and remembered what we said even if it was somethin like a small fleetin thought. So we spend the day decorating the horses of course safely as Ash makes sure we know how to handle the animals in a way so we don’t scare them. But not like the horses get scared cause Ash got the best horses n trained them the best a person would probably ever see. He’d never put us in any potential harms way…

And towards the end of the day we take a ride on the horse of our choosin. A large white stallion all cute with multi colored ribbons we put on it. It’s our first time ridin with Ash and the first time did not disappoint. It was fun and he made sure we were comfortable all the way. We felt so safe n secure being able to lean back into his broad n muscular body we coulda sworn we could’ve fell asleep if we wanted to. Have we ever felt this comfortable and happy bein with a man before?…

Starts to get dark out and we head back to his residence. Ash puts his horse away and while he at it we excuse ourselves to go to the bathroom. When we enter his house we find that some of the stuff we accidentally dyed pink is nicely arranged around the house. He kept it just as he said. Some blankets over some furniture and some pink towels n such in the bathroom and kitchen. When we leave and meet Ash outside where our car is parked we have a faint blush on our face. Tellin him he doesn’t have to keep the pink to spare our feelings. And Ash responds again n reassures us sayin he likes it. “Keeps you around the house when I can’t see you”…

We smile at this and ask him if we can add another touch while we’re at it. He of course agrees. Sayin that we can do whatever we want to his house cause he’s sure he’ll like it. And so we pull out a big pink ribbon from our pocket n tie it all nice n pretty on the horse shoe knocker on the front door. Tellin him it’s so that we don’t forget this very happy n special day. We give Ash a big hug n burry ourselves into him tellin him how much we appreciated this gesture he did for us today. And Ash of course is equally happy n prayin that we don’t notice the massive bulge in his jeans. So we leave n drive back home to grannie’s finally. Leavin Ash to admire the new cute addition to the house…

After some more time we goin on a nature walk by ourselves in the late afternoon. Just enjoyin gettin out of the house for a bit. We figure Ash is hard doin his farm work so we may drop by later during our walk and wait for him when he done. As we walkin we see a car on the road drivin up. It’s a pretty luxurious lookin car n we really truly don’t think much about it n all. It starts to slow down n pulls up to us. The driver door opens and a man comes out…it’s one of our fuckin exes…

He gets all giddy sayin that he knew it was us from the dress we were wearin. And before we know it he pulls our hands into his n starts spewing how he was wrong to have dumped us and that we were the best girlfriend we ever had. Though it unsurprisingly quickly goes into him mostly degrading us. Tellin us that even though we have nothin goin on in our head at least we have the best bedroom skills he’s ever experienced. That’s something we actually good at doin n that we should get back together n pretend like our breakup never happened. Him continuously sayin too that we need him to survive and to be smart for once and listen to his words. To trust him completely. To rely on him completely. And that no man other than him can love n protect us as well as he can…

 We luckily go into autopilot safety mode sayin “no” to him n stuff. He takes this about as well you’d think…Goin “why the hell not!? What’s the matter baby? Country air messin with what’s left in that head of yours?” The man askin question after question. Accusation after accusation only to be met with a “no” from us that keeps increasing in panic and fear. He just snaps and starts to pull us into the passenger seat of his car. Tellin us that we just need some time and we’re heading back to the city now. Obviously we fightin our best and start to cry cause we scared as hell as we should be…

Just like out of a fairytale, or I guess one of them western movies, a lasso comes out of nowhere in the far distance and latches itself easily around the man’s neck. And before anyone of us can process what’s happenin. The man is violently choked and dragged to the ground with our cowboy beau’s silhouette in the distance literally pulling him by the throat. It doesn’t take much for the man’s body to go limp…though we don’t see that as Ash made sure to drag the body with his horse deeper into the tall grass before death finally came. And the wolves later if Ash doesn’t deal with the body first…

We cryin and still tryin to process the events that still happened. With Ash on his horse quickly comin up to us, dismountin it and holding onto us tightly. Doin what he does best and consoling us as we let it all out. After a bit he picks us up and placed us on his horse. Tellin us that we’re goin back to his house for the time bein since it’s not safe outside right now for me. We of course nod and just lay into his body. Lettin his comforting smell envelop us as our steady ride home soothes the rest of our nerves…

Back at his home Ash fixed us up with some hot cocoa and us bundled up in a cute pink blanket on the sofa. Lettin us take our time to compile our thoughts n speak when we wanna. Eventually we tell him thanks for savin us and how that man was one of our exes. We tell him how he was gonna take us back to the city with him if Ash didn’t show up when he did. And we joke how Ash is like our knight in shining armor ridin on his loyal stallion to save us time n time again. This isn’t the first time talkin about our love life n bad relationships with men to Ash as we’ve talked to him over the course of gettin to know each other. So we just enjoy Ash’s presence and lean into him. Too tired from the bullshit that happened today…

Ash bein the fine gentleman he is offers to take us home or if we’d like we can spend the night at his place. We take him up on that as we say we can use a friend right now. So we get better back to our normal selves gradually as the rest of the evening progresses. Cookin n bakin together all while giggling too. We eat dinner n dessert, chat some more n get ready to go to bed. Ash gets us all fixed up in a neat n tidy spare bedroom of many he got for the night. Sayin if we need anythin he’ll be in his bedroom. But he wasn’t expecting us to look at him weirdly n say “can’t you sleep with me tonight?”…

This takes him back a bit as we continue to babble sayin that this is what our friends would do with us back when something bad happened to us. Though they were girl friends and not boy friends…but to us there’s really no difference…So he responds askin if that’d make us feel safer n better he’d do it, albeit in a very very flustered manner. We squeal with delight and say we can just sleep in his bed then. No need to be cleanin sheets for a guest bedroom afterwards…

And so here we are lyin in Ash’s large ass bed in a cute pink baby doll nightgown tellin him to come settle in after he done with his shower after we went in first. Ash is doin well as you’d imagine thinkin that his dick n balls r gonna strangle him in his sleep that is if he can get any sleep tonight which he doubts. So we settle in bed together and as Ash closes his eyes n rolls over to his side to make sure we couldn’t feel his raging boner durin the night he feels our presence over him. We lean down and kiss him on the forehead n say “your suppose to wish each other good night silly”. And so he like a blushin bride about to cumbust from bein kissed for the first time by us. He stutters a quick apology, says goodnight to us and tries to focus on not dyin tonight cause he’s really fighting for his life right now…

And so the night progresses and he can’t sleep and neither can we. We poke Ash’s back a bit a whisper askin him if he’s awake. He grunts a yea. We ask him if he’s up for some “late night girlie talk” and he obliges us of course. So we start off nice n easy by askin him “do you ever think I’ll find true love?” And this psychologically springs forth Ash into action with his body turnin to us in the dark…

He doesn’t hesitate to say “yes” and starts spewin the most romantic shit ever. Tellin us that we’re the most beautiful woman he’s ever met. Inside and outside. He looks forward to seein our face every time. We always are so considerate of others. So selfless and that any sane man would fall on their knees for a chance to be with us…

We start tearin up a little sayin he doesn’t have to say that to us to make us feel better n all. We got poor self esteem of course and are in that perpetual compliment denial phase. And so Ash turns on one of the night stand lamps and asks us if he looks like we’re lyin to him. Of course we see nothing but sincerity painted across his handsome face and tell him “no”. He gently takes our hands into his and says “I would love to have a chance at bein with ya. Can I have a go? I promise you’ll never regret” as he looks deeply into our eyes…

And so we a blushin mess too now. The hopeless romantic in us quickly risin to the surface to break through as we pull our hands out from Ash’s and take his face to push our lips onto his. Pulling back after his surprised reaction with a “yes!” and smilin and continuin our attack on his plush lips. Ash eagerly accepts as the passion between us is utterly unchained. Both going at each other barely gaspin for air between kisses on the face neck and body…

Ash was wearin some trunks and a shirt to be polite to us since we were gonna be sleeping together with no funny business goin on but now those easily came off as he also tore off our own nightgown too to do the deed. And so the night was filled with nothing but love. Ash takin care of us in a way that’s never been done before and in a way we didn’t think that’s ever be possible. And us returning the favor and finally showin us our skills that we’ve always been complimented on. It almost become more of like a competition really seein who could make the other fall apart faster and let the other completely dominate them. Ash won eventually havin us mewl from his lips pressed against our nipples, cock rearranging our guts, and fingers rubbin our clit. The rest of the night quickly flew by and the mornin light was pourin into the room…

Alas after the night’s events Ash continued to court us. Tellin us that it’s what we deserved n makin us fall in love with him further n further. Grannie was delighted of course knowin that we’re in good hands for the rest of our lives if we decided to wed him. And Ash finally took us around town to meet the locals n everything since we still hadn’t really met anyone or made connections. Introducing us as his lady and makin it very clear of course that we were off limits. Though we never noticed that behavior from our kind hearted Ash…

Eventually Ash proposed to us in a beautiful landscape right outta a fairytale book and we of course screamed “yes”. We invited the entire town in one of those big open wedding events and also called on our friends in the city to come down too. Makin them sick with worry since we hadn’t been in touch for so long and they were worried about us since our ex came lookin for us a while ago. Though no one knew where he disappeared to in the end…Some people out of legal obligation had to search for him but with his history of substance abuse benders, no one was really surprised that he couldn’t turn up in the end. So it’d always be just one of those “don’t care cold cases”…

The wedding was splendid. Bein surrounded by friends n family. And of course walkin down the aisle to Ash. Movin into Ash’s was the easiest thing in the world too and Ash was thrilled to let us decorate the place more. And with all the fuckin we were doin durin the courtship it wasn’t really a surprise that we ended up pregnant. Walked down the aisle while we were pregnant though thankfully no one knew as we weren’t showing obvious signs yet. Wouldn’t want the locals to think ill of Ash or I thinkin it was a shotgun weddin or anythin…

In the end we got our happily ever after with our Prince Charming who’d always come to save us. And now we’re havin twins on the way to join us too. So we’ll be a stay at home mother and wife much to Ash’s relief as he wants us in a safe environment where he can always get to us easily. Ash also isn’t ever worried about money or resources. He got plenty to take care of us and our family. He wants a big one too. At least 5 more babies too. And we’ll happily oblige that wish cause he gave his heart to us just as we gave him ours. To love each other forever n forever.

Scene!!! I’m done with this AU! Thank fuck it was hella long! Way too long to be honest but it was honestly so much fun to write about a “Bimbo” Reader that I wanted to make sure I gave her a good amount of depth and didn’t make the story seem lazy with no build up or progression with evidence of Ash’s and Reader’s relationship. I wanted it to feel “earned” and plausible ya know?

I also wanted it to be clearly different from the City Reader AU as it’s fun to explore different characters/personalities and thus how the story will unfold differently for each of them. Didn’t want to have too many of the same scenes or scenarios either from the City Reader AU, so that’s why there isn’t “cowboy hat rule” for example in the Bimbo Reader AU. So fresh n new scenes with Ash. And I also had real fun explorin Ash again and how he navigates this new reader. Cause City Reader is obviously in a rush to get outta town and doesn’t wanna be in a relationship with Ash, so Ash is put into an extreme time crunch. Really showin his “yan” side in that AU. While in the Bimbo Reader AU the girls obviously not in a rush to leave or anythin and is more scared if anythin to be in a relationship again. She’s much more vulnerable and Ash understands that so like dealin with a spooked animal he knows he gotta play the long game with this girlie. As such this AU really showed his “dere” side more I think. Of course I included the twins n 5 more babies at the end cause I figure even in multiple AUs the existences of other characters still happen. So to me it wouldn’t really make sense if Reader suddenly only had 3 kids in this Bimbo AU or didn’t have twins at first pregnancy

So lemme know how I did. Lemme know if you enjoyed it or not

P.S. Girlie did you get my submission #4 or did Tumblr censor it and delete it or somethin? Do I gotta resubmit it to ya!?

Love 🗡️Psycho🗡️ Anon

I AM CONSISTENTLY BLOWN AWAY BY YOU OMFG THABK YOUUUUU I ADORE BIMBO READER SO MUCH SJDKDMDM THE WAY ASH IS SO SOFT WITH HERRRRRR OMFG YOU DID UR BIG ONE WITH THIS BABES DHDJDND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEE

#yananswers #anon submission #psycho anon

[dross-the-fish]

HI I WAS ALSO TALKING ABOUT YOUR OTHER FEMALE CHARACTERS TOO!!! LIKE ALICE, DOROTHY,CARMILLA AND LAURA

Can you plz tell me some random facts about them too I love women ❤️❤️❤️

oh gosh I don't know where to begin Alice, Dorothy and Wendy are their own group devoted to studying trans-dimensional travel. They are the ones who figure out for the crew that Hell is a dimension that can be traversed. Alice is a mycologist who's mushrooms provide the basis for Hyde's serums. She's one of his oldest friends and his chief supplier. Even in middle age she continues to collect portals to other worlds, like her looking glass, Dorothy's silver shoes and Wendy's star map. She has a love for exploration and of the three women loves treasure hunting the most. Dorothy primarily lives in Oz at this point in the AU, after the deaths of Aunt Em and Uncle Henry she moved there full time to live as a companion to Ozma and took on the role of the new Witch of the West. She lost her right arm in battle and had a new one crafted from tin. Wendy is the youngest in appearance, having had her aging process halted during her stay in neverland, she has taken over the jolly roger and uses it to bring lost children back to their families and out of the grasp of Peter Pan.

Carmilla and Laura- Carmilla turned Laura as a result of her vampire curse. You are in no greater danger than when a vampire loves you and Carmilla fell in love with Laura, in the end she couldn't stop her self from preying on her. For vampires, every lust, desire and want becomes irrevocably tied to their hunger for the blood of the one they desire. Laura is conflicted about Carmilla, being in love with her while also holding resentment for what she did. Their relationship is complex and bitter sweet.

[finniestoncrane]

Plz your oz fics give me life I love your writing so much I swear not enough people appreciate him 😔 I would love to see some jealous oswald if you please ❤🙏

Don't Let It Happen Again

Farrell!Penguin x GN!Reader, word count: 1.1k absolutely i can do that, wanna see him lose his cool a little bit tbh, get mad daddy, also i'm sorry there's so much smut in this but like i feel like you knew that was likely the outcome given my other oz fics and my status as a whore lmao ;-; request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: daddy!kink because you literally should have guessed that by now, jealousy, possessiveness, threat/force, outdoor sex

Your back was against the wall, pinned there with no effort or force, but by his stature, his composure, alone. Oswald didn’t make eye contact with you, instead he held his hand up, fingers curled in, rings facing his gaze, as he inspected them. His knuckles, jewellery cold against your skin, grazed over your cheek, fingertips wandering down your neck to your collarbone, where he took a firm but amiable grip.

In a moment of idle thought, you’d made a mistake. ‘Of course you can buy me a drink.’What a stupid thing to say, and in his club? ‘Of course.’ Where he knew everything that happened. Watched everything that went on. Could see you, clink the edge of your glass against his at the bar as thanks for his generosity, knowing it wasn’t going to go any further, knowing there was no flirting. But from his view in the pit, it could have been misconstrued.

“Oswald…”

He raised a finger to your face, almost touching your nose, his eyes screwed shut, head tilted away from you as he attempted to calm himself, afraid of what he might say in the moment.

“Look, my angel.” He turned away, pacing in front of you in the alley behind the Iceberg Lounge, where so many before you had met their fate at the hands of either Oswald or his men. “If you tell me the truth, I’ll believe you.”

Panic thumped in your chest, breath stopping as your heart skipped past a beat. That sentiment was sweet and all, but it didn’t make sense. Not if he’d already made his mind up. And when he turned to face you, ready to scrutinise your words and decide whether they would merit his forgiveness or not, he was met with the obvious alarm and dismay that was scrawled across your face. Rain began to fall in little but plentiful drops, spattering across your cheeks, giving you the appearance of tears, hopefully enough to seal the guilt that throbbed through his veins.

“Oh, sweetheart.” His hand was on his chest, thick fingers and extravagant rings glistening with rain. “Don’t look at me like that. What? You think I’m gonna bring you to this alley and take you out you like the scum that cross my path?”

Oswald’s hand found yours, holding it tight, giving it a little squeeze of reassurance as he leaned into your neck, whispering against the rain into your ear.

“If I was gonna whack you, it would be somewhere much more romantic.”

He leaned back, winking at you.

“I just wanna make sure you’re as devoted to me…” his hand around the back of your neck, thumb and fingers digging in on either side as an idle kiss was insisted upon you, before he pulled back, hands clutching his belt buckle, loosening it and letting it fall to the sides of his pants with a light clatter “…as I am to you.”

Instinctively, at the sight of Oz unbuckling his belt, you began to fall to your knees, but his palm was under your elbow, pulling you back up.

“Uh uh, sweet cheeks. Turn around and put your face up against the wall.”

Kicking at some trash at your feet, you did as you were told. Face pressed on the wet brick, the texture scratching lightly at your cheek, palms trying to support you, raising you from the surface slightly, but all of you was slammed into it hard as you felt Oswald slam his body into yours. His palms skimming over the back of your hands, fingers laced between yours, flat on the wall.

“Daddy…doesn’t…like…” he grunted between his words, all of his focus on taking his cock out, bobbing in the cold air and the freezing rain as he pulled down your pants, tearing your underwear slightly at the force of his yanking. He could always afford to buy you more “…to…feel…jealous.”

He punctuated his sentiments with one push, inside of you up to the hilt, hand around your mouth before you even had time to let out the yelp of satisfaction and strained pleasure, pain nipping at it’s heels, following quickly behind but soothed out by the stroke of him pulling back out again. When Oz really wanted to punish you, he let the thrusts linger, inserting himself quickly, harshly, staying still for a few excruciating seconds, before coming out of you completely, lazily and clumsily.

With your shirt pushed up and held in place with one of his palms, the other in a white knuckle grip on your hip, pulling you closer and into him, you could feel the rain hitting your spine, dripping down between your cheeks, the filthy rain of Gotham lubricating Oswald’s punishing shoves, deeper into you.

“Turn around.”

Facing him, having to hobble around with your legs restrained by your own clothing, clinging wet to your knees, you could see how dishevelled he had become. Clothes wet, sticking to his body even under his thick jacket, hair wet and matted, no longer slicked back and tidy. He was breathing hard, rain water dripping from his lips, flicked at you as he breathed heavily, seething almost. His cock, twitching as you let your eyes drift up and down over him.

“You gotta remember you’re mine. Understand, baby?”

“Oz, I really didn’t-”

“Understand!?” Your chin was thrust up, his palm underneath it, fingers squeezing your cheeks together.

“Yes, Oz.”

“Yes…Oz?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He let his head fall back, eyes closed as he let the rain hit his cheeks, dripping down his neck as you watched him, enamoured, your chin dropping as he let go of you.

“Pull your underwear up a little.”

You were nothing if not obedient, pulling them up to the middle of your thighs, just as Oz had stepped forward again, palm on the wall beside your head, his other wrapped around his length, pumping it viciously as he grunted, soft little growls that wouldn’t attract any attention from anyone walking along either end of the alley, not amidst the sound of the rain and the sirens. But the moan as he came, aiming into your pants, not daring to let any drop go to waste, was definitely loud enough to arouse suspicion from someone walking by, or one of the apartments high above you.

He was already pulling his trousers back up though, quickly adjusting his shirt, smoothing his hair down with his palms as you stood there, stuck to the spot.

“Pull them up. I want you to feel me on you. You know who you belong to, let that be a lesson if you ever feel like taking a drink from a stranger, huh?”

Oswald left you standing in the rain, cum soaked underwear cold and sticky against your crotch, pathetically grateful for his attention and forgiving nature. You’d learned your lesson, certainly.

#batman #fanfic #penguin imagine #the penguin imagine #penguin smut #the penguin smut #the penguin fanfic #penguin x reader #the penguin x reader #penguin x you #the penguin x you #reeves verse #reeves!verse #reevesverse #finnie writes #oswald cobblepot #the penguin #rogues #rogues gallery #batman fanfic #the batman 2022 #colin farrell penguin #the batman fanfic #the batman 2022 fic #oswald cobblepot x reader #oswald cobblepot x you

[froot-batty]

Okay I gotta ask, Ozzie and Ed? You got a var about em or anythin? If nothin then plz use this as a freebie question, whatever you want to be asked but haven't? I'm asking it here just pretend

I'm also here to once again call you gay, with platonic love

sorry nygmob nation but UNFORTUNATELY they are not an item in my au. they're relatively close though, but ed is more like that annoying nephew that keeps asking oz for money. oz tolerates it because none of the rogues really like him because he accidentally (kind of) unleashed two-face upon them

(and also because ed will do anything if you give them money. he's the one that made ozzie's trick cane and gun umbrella [gunbrella])

but hrrmm. besides just general stuff about my rogues there's nothing particularly i've wanted to be asked. how about i just share some fun facts about oz and ed instead

Ozzie -he has vitiligo! its not that noticable because he has the complexion of fucking dracula but he isnt a big fan of it, so he wears as many layers as possible usually -he first injured his leg when he was younger after almost getting crushed in a car compactor (hashtag gotham). after he moved to gotham he eventually decided to get it amputated. nowadays he doesn't really need a cane to walk, but it's good for stashing hidden weapons -he and jon have an ongoing rivalry about who can tame the most wild birds in gotham. they have started bird gang wars -everyone's gay uncle that is GREAT to talk shit to

Ed -he and harley dye each other's hair, but like every 1/5 times she'll just absolutely fuck it up and cackle as they try not to explode -got his start in crime by losing it at his retail electronics job. they would rig rude customer's electronics to tell riddles or have you complete mazes to unlock or just generally be annoying as hell. causing his boss' laptop to explode and hospitalizing him is what really started it, though -has blown up gotham city and will do it again if given the chance. the other rogues are constantly on babysitting duty to ensure that they dont get a massive amount of explosives again -type of guy to get up at 4am and send RISE AND GRIND 🔥🔥🔥🔥 texts to everyone in their contact list

and i love you platonically too, mysterious anon who calls me gay

#frootverse

[alsamara]

75 Hard

Day 3: January 4, 2024

[X]Selfie

[X] Read 10 Pages

-Same book

[X] Outdoor Workout (45 mins)

-Walking in 28°… 🧊

[X] Indoor Workout (45 mins)

-Full range pt

[X] Drink 1 Gallon of Water

-94.8/128 fl oz

I did PEMF at PT today and they said it detoxes your body so I will be drinking a gallon by midnight.

[X] Eat Desired Diet/No Alch

Breakfast: Sautéed potatoes w/ mushroom chicken sausage

Snack: 2 mandarin oranges + a whole thing of loliberries??? strawberries that they claimed were better than chocolate. Lies. Give me my money back.

Dinner: Stir-fry veggies, wild caught salmon, and sushi rice + kimchi

Idk. I got the kimchi cause @linzsaw and I were talking about it and the brand I got was spicy which I don’t love in kimchi. I prefer mild. But, whatever

P.s I’m sorry earth I used a paper plate for dinner today because I couldn’t be bothered to be vertical any longer to do dishes. Plz don’t hate me ❤️‍🩹🌎

Thoughts + Feelings

I feel blessed to be going to a PT place with so many cool gadgets. I hope everyone gets to experience PEMF in their life. Basically it’s a Tesla coil creating electromagnetic currents and a certain hertz that creates negative ions that charges you cells and you can feel it pulse through your whole body. You have involuntarily moves from it. Craziest feelings I’ve ever felt.

Also, Dave’s book has still yet to get me feeling excited about biohacking he just keeps talking about being one instead of how I can be one.

Anyways. Y’all come back now ya hear?

Xo,

Aly

[applesaturn]

Tell me about Oz plz and thank you

HI SO !!!!!!!!!!!

Oz used to be a very very frail human with a strange genetic disease that made it basically impossible for him to live more than 30 years. Pretty much everyone in his family died before him and he grew up without any aspirations or goals because he knew he didn't have much time left.

Then at 27 he met Malik, his sire, who turned him into a vampire giving him eternal life. So Oz sort of didn't know what to do now with so much time in his hands, and is still figuring himself out a bit, but in the meanwhile he became completely in love/obsessed with his sire. Like, not in a healthy way. Oz is very smart and perceptive, but he is so enamored with Malik that he is incapable of realizing he's like, a terrible person and is using him for personal gain

.

Also he still has a bunch of health issues leftover from his previous life, but he actually feels a lot better now that his whole biology changed and stuff. So he limps, has trouble healing himself and has nervous tics, but compared to before this is actually very much alright for him. He's also *very* resilient and very hard to kill. Also have some hot complicated gay men as a treat :) I care them so much

#oz shelley #tw blood #my art

[i-dont-believe-in-mountains]

#OZ I LOVE YOU BUT PLZ #rwby #rwby spoilers #rwby volume 8 #oscar pine #ozpin #salem #salem rwby #professor ozpin #ozcar

[vikki-tikki-tavii]

I'm sorry for this but, imagine Oswald feeling so secure and safe with you that he opens up about his family's past, and why he wants revenge so badly.

I just feel like he’s so soft once you get to know him 🥹

Ok but imagine Oz

Being comfortable with you 🥺

Has many favorite pass times he loves to share do with you:

Drinking🍺

the man loves his alcohol, so it’s no surprise that he loves knocking back a few cold ones with you. If you don’t really like to drink that’s fine - he’ll get you a water, lemonade or even a milkshake

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” he’ll ask after you order your third milkshake - not that he really means it, but he loves teasing you (we’ll touch more on that in a minute…)

You’ll snort “Like you’re one to talk? At least I’ve never got wasted to the point where I quoted Shakespeare to my hand, then threw up on my shoes.”

He snickers “Touché.”

Eating 🍽

You two love having a good meal together. But, surprisingly, it can be difficult to keep pace with Oz

You’ll be halfway through a meal and he’ll be completely done and on his way for seconds.

He deals with a metabolism that’s on par with the flash. So the man’s always hungry

Which in turn causes his stomach to constantly make weird, loud gurgling noises whether he’s hungry or full

Napping 😴

He appreciates a good snuggle when he’s napping. Especially if he’s had a rough day.

Hope you enjoy being his pillow cuz he’ll lay his head in your lap with his legs stretched across the couch. It makes him feel so loved when you let him.

He’ll usually lie face up so he can talk or read

Plz play with his hair. He won’t admit how much he loves it

If he’s being your pillow for the day, you’ll use him as a whole body pillow. Both of you laying down, while you lay your head on his chest. His hands rubbing up and down your arms and back.

He’ll speak softly knowing how much you love his voice.

Reading 📚

(or more like having him read to you so you can listen to his dreamy asmr voice 😌)

He’ll wear his reading glasses around you. They’re circular framed glasses that look absolutely adorable on him. He hates them, but has to put them on just so he can read properly (would literally rather sit there for 10 minutes struggling to read a paragraph rather than go get his glasses from the nightstand 🙄

Ok I’m sure I can come up with more but I really wanna post this now so imma make a pt 2 at some point ;)

#oswald cobblepot #telltale batman #batman telltale #batman telltale penguin #telltale oswald cobblepot #batman telltale oswald #ok but imagine oz

[onewomancitadel]

I don't dislike RWBY at all-- I'm not the kind of person where if I dislike something, I keep watching it. I really like the designs, and the concepts, and the characters-- I like watching how they interact together and what that means for them, and I can turn off the social science parts of my brain that go "that's not how terrorism works, there should be like a dozen splinter cells by now" to appreciate how it exists and why. I do a lot of terror-related/radicalization/foreign policy stuff, so when I see some of the simplistic lenses that it's really often examined through it gets on my nerves even when the story by itself is good. I imagine it's something a bit like how engineers feel when they watch giant robot anime or something.

The 'born evil' thing is one of those tropes that annoys me and I really don't want to see play out, because I think it's way more interesting to examine more how Remnant was a society that maintained the peace but at a steep societal cost and how in some ways it's correct to look at that and say "actually, this needs to go like, now." And the idea of disillusionment with a 'fairytale society'-- I love the idea of Cinder and Ruby as these two opposite takes on how society and the myths it has should operate, with Ruby believing that those fairytales should be made into reality and embodied while Cinder believes all of it is a filthy lie and needs to be torn down-- both to make her feel safe personally and as a sort of moral imperative in response to her specific trauma. It really reflects some of my very stupid opinions when I was younger, and that I think a lot of people deal with that perspective in general. Remnant was always going to produce people like Cinder, and the powers that were under Oz viewed that as acceptable so long as the world stayed quiet.

In short I love it I just really wish one of the writers had a social science degree hahaha

Oh okay no worries XD and for the record no worries if you didn't XD just making sure we were on the same page.

I do a lot of terror-related/radicalization/foreign policy stuff, so when I see some of the simplistic lenses that it's really often examined through it gets on my nerves even when the story by itself is good.

Yeah no that makes a lot of sense, and I can also immediately tell that when we both discuss worldbuilding mine is on chaotic individual social variation and you are probably way more on the sociopolitical angle, I now understand your perspective on Atlas much better (you also sound much more professionally serious than me, so plz forgive if at any point it sounded like I spoke down to you, I really hope that wasn't the case, I didn't know your background, although even if you didn't have a background in it I also hope I didn't come off condescending, hopefully my posts were just conveying my different approach to RWBY).

Ftr on the Altas front, I do think objectivism is being toyed with - credit to my Best Mate for noticing this - because the Glass Unicorn is Art Nouveau themed, and, well, Atlas. I don't think 'Atlas' in Atlas refers to the Atlas who holds up the heavens! I think that's only relevant because Ironwood wants to ascend there, the 'true' allusion is a very very selfish ideology.

Atlas might be the most literarily influenced of RWBY worlds actually, because The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas (Omelas is Salem, O. backwards - that’s a link to a post I made on it before) bizarrely fits Cinder's situation.

So on that objectivism front: to a degree it helps me read the politics through a more 'fantastical' lens, because Rand is kind of inherently silly. On the Atlas front I also feel that there is genrebending, in the sense that Ironwood is the hero of a military anime, but like, this is a magical girls anime, either you talk about your feelings with us and hold hands or you're BUST.

while Cinder believes all of it is a filthy lie and needs to be torn down-- both to make her feel safe personally and as a sort of moral imperative in response to her specific trauma.

Yes and to some degree she is correct. That's how I read her actions anyway, both through twinning, and the fact Atlas is rotten to the core and she's victorious over Ironwood. Am I not supposed to think her triumphant??? I mean it's not like I celebrate drowning cities, but in the story if I read 'enslaved character frees herself, and then tears down the city that made her like this' I find it hard not to be sympathetic. There's also the symbolic element that fire is destructive as well as creative. Things have to be destroyed to be reborn. By the same stroke I think that as much as destruction she's capable of she's capable of equal or greater creation.

And yeah you're absolutely spot on about Cinder and Ruby twinning. I mean I think the answer is the middle road between the two of them, which is why I view them as tempering answers for each other and to Salem's nihilism. It's kind of why I like Knightfall lol (sorry to make this about my silly ship), but Jaune as a Prince Charming is a very unusual Prince Charming, I mean, Knightfall is kind of very fairytale but then on the gender front and their respective characters (Byronic heroine fallen to evil, whose trauma didn't make her better, it made her hurt more) it’s very unusual. You get fairytale magic, but then there is also some grounding reality to it that makes it interesting.

Also on the Ruby front, I mean, if her mummy is actually some sort of a Grimm banshee, that's kind of like 'my fairytale wish but absolutely fucking horrible', so I wonder if they're going to take that angle with it.

Remnant was always going to produce people like Cinder, and the powers that were under Oz viewed that as acceptable so long as the world stayed quiet.

BINGO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Remove the fantastical backdrop, and Cinder still suffers. Cinder is a Problem for Everybody.

#seraphina's asks #user: gulagorkestar #cinder fall sadsack tag

[secret-engima]

Rereading Team Gremlin verse (almost mistyped that as Gremling, which i can see them being called btw), and. I see 'HC on the life just before Ozpin himself. HC? What HCs? Give HCs, plz.

Uhhhh. Sure!

Now my timeline is still a bit fuzzy, but here’s a few ... suppositions I’ve made, just so you know where I’m starting from with this OC.

A common fanon is that the previous incarnation before Ozpin was the King of Vale which ... sure I can see that. But personally I think it doesn’t quite fit. Raven mentions in canon that Ozpin is “the youngest Headmaster of Beacon” and apparently he was young enough that blatant favoritism or nepotism was assumed to be in play by most people (tho that could be Raven’s cynicism). AND some other canon facts we know that screw up Roosterteeth’s own timeline: Ozpin was headmaster when Team STRQ was around (so around 40-ish years pre-canon) AND he is “younger than Headmaster Theodore.”

Headmaster Theodore is listed on his wiki page to be “mid to late 40s”

So that means Ozpin was YOUNG when he became headmaster. teenager/just turned 20s young. Team STRQ’s initiation was likely one of, if not the first, he ever oversaw as headmaster.

-CIRCLING BACK TO THE INCARNATION THING AND HOW THIS TIES IN. The Great War ended 80 years pre-canon, which would mean a minimum of 40-odd years before Ozpin was born, and then an additional 18-20 years minimum before Ozpin is old enough to get pulled into the curse and have a voice in his head that urges him to become Headmaster of Beacon way early (since Oscar is implied/assumed to be the youngest incarnation ever and an oddity in that fact). Now we know that there is usually a larger gap between incarnations than with Oscar, likely of several years, but considering that the King of Vale would already have been an adult, likely in his 40s WHEN THE WAR HAPPENED ... that felt like too wide of a potential gap. At the year I have for Ozpin’s birth, the King would be 87, which is a reasonable old age to pass on, but that would leave 18-20 years between him and Ozpin becoming the next incarnation, which felt like too large a gap. Even if I pushed his death up to 95, that would still leave 10-ish years of no Ozma to handle Salem.

-So instead I killed off the King of Vale a bit younger than that and made an incarnation to slot in between the King of Vale and Ozpin. So far I’ve been calling him Osamu, but I am fully open to a better name option, preferably one that starts with OZ. Anyway- this middle incarnation was born six years before the Great War and thus grew up through the ten years of war and all that entailed. I’m thinking he was likely from Mistral, actually? And the war ended right before he came of recruitment age at 16. He was lower class and so very Not Pleased with the Mistralen government, so when the King of Vale organized and created the Huntsman Academies in the aftermath of the war, Osamu went to Beacon rather than Haven.

-Osamu is ... a like minded soul still, yes. He is protective and he wants to help people, help the world, and he can be very kind in the right situation. But he is also one of the much harsher incarnations. He was raised during the ban on colors and art in Mistral and then lived through the War as his childhood and that- marked him. Even though he did not participate in the war itself, canonically Grimm attacks were at an all time high across the world because of the negativity surrounding the war, and that wouldn’t have just been the battlefields. Villages and towns would have suffered a huge spike in attacks because of the stress of war rationing, losing loved ones to the battlefield, and knowing that they would be even more unprotected against Grimm attacks. That gave him a harder mentality. A more black and white outlook on how to help people. He is venomously against war, but when it comes to fighting Salem from the shadows...

-He’s likely one of the closest any of Ozma’s incarnations have come to the “very manipulative for the greater good” trope that some people (incorrectly) attribute to Ozpin. He believed that protecting the world meant far more than any one person, which was ... fine enough when he was the latest incarnation.

-But after he died and woke up in Ozpin’s head, it became more of a problem, because now OZPIN, the physically youngest incarnation (until Oscar comes along), is the one bearing the brunt of that drive. Which is what led to Ozpin becoming Headmaster so fast, even though reasonably he could have stayed a student and Huntsman for a while and just advised whatever member of Osamu’s inner circle had stepped into the Headmaster role from the shadows.

More thoughts on Osamu when he was alive and not the voice in Ozpin’s head:

-Had a family, but lost them over the course of the War. His older brothers and father he lost to the battlefield, his mother was lost to a Grimm raid near the end of the war.

-Always wore a red scarf, everywhere he went. In the world of Remnant vids there’s a green silhouette with a red scarf during the Vytal festival: that was Osamu in my AUs, he won the very first Vytal tournament on behalf of Vale.

-Probably caught a lot of flak and suspicion for coming to Beacon to learn rather than Haven, as post-war tensions would have still been high, but the King of Vale personally stepped in to ensure that it was permitted.

-Was very good at sword fighting and preferred it over using Long Memory, though he did keep the cane on his person at all times.

-He was the one to come up with the “fling students off cliffs” tradition in Beacon, not Ozpin (though admittedly Ozpin did take some mild glee in continuing the practice).

-Personally knew the King of Vale before the king died, though only briefly. Osamu was an oddity, being not only among the first generation of students in the newly founded Huntsman academies but the first to intentionally cross the border to go to one different from his home country, and so the King took an interest in him.

-Both of them were very surprised when, roughly five years after the king died, Osamu woke up with the king’s voice in his head.

-Was a very early supporter of Faunus Rights, and until the King of Vale managed to temper some restraint into him, his support tended to show up in the form of Throwing Hands when he saw people treating Faunus poorly. This led to him incorporating several Faunus into his own inner circle, and one of the reasons Beacon has such a stubborn “we accept anyone from any walk of life or species” stance. As soon as he became Headmaster of Beacon he started stomping on *all* the fussy noble toes to ensure that Faunus students were not just permitted, but where given the same accommodations and protections as any other human student. The King of Vale was so proud.

-Never married, never even dated/courted anyone. At first he was not interested/too busy trying to become a Huntsman, but after the King of Vale popped up in his head, he decided it was too dangerous to risk someone else just for love and company. This is a mentality he admittedly drilled into Ozpin’s head too.

#SE asks #anon asks #Secret Engima Rambles #Team Gremlin verse #rwby #ozpin #ozma incarnations

[prose-for-hire]

Fear Factor

Pairing: Oz x male!reader

Request: Could I request "Nah I dont get scared" for Oz and Male reader where the reader is trying to see if they can scare Oz plz 💖

Requested by: Anonymous

Warning: Violence. Use of a weapon. Blood mention. Reader gets injured.

You and Oz were lying in bed, your boyfriend had a rare weekend off around Halloween and you had decided to lounge around in bed. He was usually playing gigs all weekend or travelling to said gigs, so being able to spend this time with him was bliss.

The morning stretched out before you, the chill that had been in the air making you move closer together in bed. He enjoyed that you liked Halloween in the way you did and that subtle half smile was on his face while he attentively listened to you babble about your interests. He always listened.

You were spooning him, you arm around his torso, rubbing your hand ever so gently in hopes to bring him extra comfort. You pressed a kiss against his shoulder from your position behind him. He was always so sweet to you and you loved spending time with him like this. 

Talk had turned to your favourite game at the moment, which was trying to guess what Oz was scared of. You insisted that there had to be something and seeing as he knew all about you and your fears you were intent on finding out.

“Bats?” You questioned, to which he just shook his head as he moved to clasp his hand over yours that was still holding his torso softly, “What about skeletons?”

“Inside or outside the body?” he asked, looking upwards as if he was really thinking over his response.

“Outside” You offered, to which he shook his head no. So you rolled your eyes and pondered, “Inside then?”

“That’s a hearty no” He said which made you smile that he had bothered to specify.

“You’re telling me there’s nothing that frightens you? Not even on Halloween?”

“Negative”

“There has to be something!”

“Nah, I don’t get scared” He just shrugged and rolled over in bed to face you. He moved in to wrap his arms around you. He clutched you to him, making you feel so 

As you nestled in closer, enjoying the warmth of his body, you proclaimed, “It’s my mission, no, my Halloween wish this year to find out what you’re afraid of” as he just shook his head.

Throughout the next few days, there had been a multitude of pranks played on your poor, unsuspecting boyfriend. Although, in fairness by the end of the week the pranks were expected in the same way he expected the sun to rise in the morning. Some were good, some were bad and some were just ridiculous. 

Today was Halloween, so you had tried to step it up a notch. You dressed up in the most hideous costume you could find. With some adjustments you made yourself, to make it extra horrifying. Even Willow had helped cast a little extra horror for you. With some luck, Oz may mistake you for a real demon - making you a real threat. You just wanted to see him flinch. Just once, you wanted to test what it was he was scared of. You had jumped out of an alleyway, your scariest posturing and noises barely registered as he raised an eyebrow slowly at you.

“How do you do that? You didn’t even flinch”

“Long, arduous hours of practice... and I kinda wasn’t scared”

“Come on, there has to be something!” you squinted, “The moon! You’re so worried about your werewolf side that you fear… The moon!” You pointed as if you had caught him out but he just smiled a little and shook his head.

“It’s more the hair and the… murder” He gestured with his hands towards his face, gesturing the hair growth he still wasn’t accustomed to properly. As if that was the most horrifying part of the sentence.

You had decided to keep your costume on as you walked through the streets hand in hand. You had a back up, but decided this one was too cool to change out of. You met up with your friends, the scoobies, and you all walked through the town to get to your Halloween party together.

You had to stay behind however, half way there. You needed to double back on yourself and find something you had dropped along the way. Probably in the alleyway trying to scare your boyfriend. Oz offered to stay by your side, but you insisted he went ahead with the others and that you would catch up. He stared at you for a moment, wanting to protest. But eventually nodded and walked on.

The street was packed with families trick or treating, it was so busy and you were starting to worry about your outfit choice. Toddlers were crying. You were ducking your head as you walked, trying to shield your outfit from the youngest kids. 

You stopped abruptly, a figure in your path. The only feature you could see were his eyes. You felt a chill, which was unusual as it hadn’t been cold a minute earlier. Goosebumps raised on your skin as you stared directly into his bright red eyes. They were so luminous, you knew your own face must now be lit up in a red light. 

“Cool contacts. Excuse me” You said, hoping the compliment might end whatever this was. Your head was screaming at you to run, but you tried to stay calm.

“Don’t you want to play?” He moved his head to the side as he spoke. The voice came out harsh, emphasising the last word. The threatening nature of the exchange not allowing you to keep quiet. You just shook your head, starting to move away but you were cut off.

“Whatever. Try again next year” You muttered, gesturing at the costume. It was starting to get annoying. Your costume was clearly better anyway. But the figure stepped into your way again, this time shoving you hard. You stumbled, but regained your footing. 

You turned to look at the figure, who was too menacing to just be some demon you had run into. He dropped his arm and from his sleeve, a long knife was released that he easily caught and started swinging in your direction. He sliced into your arm as you tried to block the blow, but you managed to match him with a swift kick to the gut. He staggered back and you turned to run but there was now something blocking your way.

There was a crowd forming all around the pair of you, boxing you in. Several children were crying louder in the crowd than earlier on, so much for saving their feelings. There was now a more pressing worry: who would save yours?

You gave as good as you got, blocking the knife and trying to get your own blows in. You stumbled backwards, now managing to part the crowd. The knife swinging dangerously close to you. It was as if none of your blows even made an impact. He hadn’t blinked since you had first met him and you were starting to think this definitely wasn’t a costume. You ran at him, taking the mask and yanking it off his head, to reveal an identical replica of the mask attached to his neck. You squinted: why bother with the mask. 

But this question would never be answered. You hadn’t realised you were being backed into a corner until you were in it. An alley. Ironically, the one you had hidden in waiting to scare Oz was now going to be the site where you died of fear. If the knife didn’t take you first.

He snatched the mask out of your hands and used his palm to connect with your nose, hitting your head against the wall behind you. He repeated this as you managed to land your own punches back.

You had started to become dizzy, your head being hit so many times. A warm liquid was now running into your eye and down the side of your face. You heard a woman’s voice. A slayer’s.

He stopped, one last hard smack against the wall and you were on the ground. The demon turned, seeking out the slayer as the crowd shrunk away from him as if they could be next.

“That’s my boyfriend!” Oz muttered, trying to get past the crowd who were all stood, rooted to the ground in shock. Staring back into the alley hopelessly. The collective psyche trying to come up with the latest excuse for what they had all just witnessed. It was Halloween, after all. Perhaps it was an ultra-realistic amateur dramatics performance. Where you had method acted your way into a coma.

Oz managed to weave his way towards you, crouching by your side and gently pulling you head to rest on his lap. He wasn’t ready to check your pulse yet, just in case his fear became a reality.

“Shit” He muttered, “Y/n” Was all he said. His voice cracked and his expression broken.

However, you weren’t ready to become another number on the Sunnydale mortality rate. Not today at least. Not on Halloween.

His voice made your eyes open slightly, a dizzy and bemused grin on your face when you saw you were waking up to your boyfriend’s face. Although, tonight his face had drained of all colour.

“You found me” you wheezed slightly, trying to get up but he just shook his head once. And it was what made you notice. His face appeared to have aged a hundred years since the last you saw him and his brow was permanently furrowed. The others were stood around too, with Buffy taking care of the demon.

“Yeah. And you got your Halloween wish”

“I did?”

“You scared me” He murmured and you turned, your disbelief evident. You. Your safety, it was the one thing that scared him. And he told you this unashamedly. 

He helped you get to your feet, taking on your weight despite your insistence that you were fine. The blood was still trickling from your forehead but you couldn’t feel it so much anymore, it was more of a dull ache. He was going to walk you the short distance to your house and to safety. He told you this, in case you were confused what with the head injury. 

He kissed you on the cheek ever so lightly. He always wanted you to be safe and he insisted from this moment he wouldn’t let any harm come to you.

#a very buffy halloween #Oz #Daniel osbourne #Oz x reader #Oz x you #Oz imagine #btvs #btvs x you #btvs x reader #btvs imagine #Buffy The Vampire Slayer #buffy the vampire slayer imagines #male reader #male x reader #Oz x male reader #Halloween fic #Halloween #Halloween request #violence #blood tw #knife tw

[immortal-green-snom]

*breathes in* POST IT! POST IT! POST IT! That fic sounds AMAZING! And to think I’m merely working on a fic/series???/or whatever about Oz and Oscar being split into two separate people and another about Ozpin meeting baby Oscar before the events of the series!? YOURS SOUND SO MUCH MORE AMAZING AHHHH!

AAAAHHH THANK YOU

I’M JUST SO NERVOUS CAUSE I’VE NEVER POSTED A FIC BEFORE AHHH!!

DX

NO HUSH YOUR FANFIC IS AMAZING AND SO FAR I ABSOLUTLY LOVE ITTT!!! PLZ KEEP WRIIIITTTIINNNG !!!

[musette22]

Ok I have cute headcon someone plz write it .... you know how scott and his bf are in ma to celebrate halloween 🎃 with the fam ... what if chris decides to surprise seb who’s lounging in his wizard of oz costume in the living room with the kids and chris walks out of their bedroom in the winter soldier costume fake wig arms , eyeshadow and everything (also perfect timing seb with the IG post) seb just bursts out laughing and calls him an idiot gets up anyways to go kiss chris with a fond look

Aaaawww, love this!! That’s adorable and funny and super domestic 🥰 Perfect Halloween fluff, thank you for sharing!! 🧡

#evanstan #rpf #minnie answers #Anonymous

[raganandhersurveys]

3/1/21~5000 question survey 1-100 {CXV}

I started this about 2 years ago and never finished so I’m going to restart and see how far I can get. I’d love to get it done before the end of the year but I am definitely not holding myself to that statement haha. Here we go pt. 2 

(also shoutout to @lovemesomesurveys for doing this so i could get the questions from one source. Thanks girl! <3!!

1. Who are you?

~my name is ragan

2. What are the 3 most important things everyone should know about you?

1. I am very outgoing and fun loving 

2. I have a big heart but am not afraid to speak my mind

3. I hope I can one day pursue a career in fashion

3. When you aren't filling out 5,000 question surveys like this one what are you doing? 

~hanging out with my friends, doing hw, eating, or talking to my bf haha

4. List your classes in school from the ones you like the most to the ones you like the least (or if you are out of school, think of the classes you did like and didn't like at the time). 

~choir, drama appreciation, geology, american gov. 

5. What is your biggest goal for this year? 

~to begin to plan out “big girl things” in my life. i’ll be a freshman in college in the fall and i really wanna feel confident about my future(if that’s possible) so saving money, getting a real job, looking into new opportunities, etc. (if you have any advice, plz send my way haha:))

6. Where do you want to be in 5 years? 

~to feel a little secure in my job or career pathway, or at least have a plan

7. What stage of life are you in right now? 

~the ending of my teenage years :(

8. Are you more child-like or childish? 

~neither honestly 

9. What is the last thing you said out loud? 

~i was singing along to a song haha

10. What song comes closest to how you feel about your life right now? 

~8teen by khalid haha

11. Have you ever taken martial arts classes? 

~nope

12. Does your life tend to get better or worse or does it just stay the same? 

~it’s honestly one big rollercoaster. i have my good days and bad days but i try to keep a positive mindset:)

13. Does time really heal all wounds? 

~it doesn’t necessarily heal it but it does help it some

14. How do you handle a rainy day? 

~usually stay inside or take a nap. if it rains for a long period of time i tend to get a headache so i usually take a nap haha

15. Which is worse...losing your luggage or having to sort out tangled holiday lights?

~losing luggage for sure 

16. How is your relationship with your parents? 

~pretty good. my dad and i are super close. my mom and i have our moments but i love her

Will you miss them when they are gone? 

~are you kidding?!?! i don’t know how i’ll recover from losing them tbh

17. Do you tend to be aware of what is going on around you? 

~for the most part yes; i’m pretty good at reading the room

18. What is the truest thing that you know? 

~God.

19. What did you want to be when you grew up? 

~gosh so many different things; teacher, pharmacist, reporter, author, family therapist, actress 

20. Have you ever been given a second chance? 

~yep

21. Are you more of a giver or a taker? 

~both tbh

22. Do you make your decisions with an open heart/mind?

~definitely 

23. What is the most physically painful thing that has ever happened to you? 

~i had to go to the hospital one time because my stomach was hurting so bad I thought i was gonna die. i don’t think anything except child birth could beat that

24. What is the most emotionally painful thing that has ever happened to you? 

~some things my mom has said to me

25. Who have you hugged today? 

~honestly no one :(

26. Who has done something today to show they care about you? 

~i can’t think of anything but i’m sure there was something 

27. Do you have a lot to learn? 

~for sure. i don’t think we should ever stop

28. If you could learn how to do three things just by wishing and not by working what would they be?

~how to start my own clothing brand, how to make straight a’s, and to cook perfectly

 29. Which do you remember the longest: what other people say, what other people do or how other people make you feel? 

~how they make me feel fo sure 

30. What are the key ingredients to having a good relationship? 

~communication, loyalty, passion, 

31. What 3 things do you want to do before you die? 

~have a successful job, find the love of my life, and travel the world 

 32. What three things would you want to die to avoid doing? 

~having to get divorced, letting down my future children, and emotionally traumatizing someone 

33. Is there a cause you believe in more than any other cause? 

~not a cause, but i’m a christain and that’s the truest thing in my life 

34. What does each decade make you think of:

The 19.. 

 20's: flapper dancers and the roaring 20s

 30's: the great depression and poverty

 40's: world war II and classic movies

50's: sock hops and diners

 60's: iconic fashion and audrey hepburn

 70's: my dad and classic rock

 80's: the breakfast club and how much i wished i grew up then ahahah

 90's: rnb and friends

 2000 (so far): brittany spears and my early childhood

 2010's: middle school and social media 

 35. Which decade do you feel the most special connection to and why?

~the 80s because i’ve always felt like that was the decade for me. that’s when my mom grew up and i envy her so much for growing up then. but also the 2000s because that was my early childhood and its crazy to think i’ll never get those days back 

36. What is your favorite oldie/classic rock song? 

~stairway to heaven: led zeppelin

37. What country do you live in and who is the leader of that country? 

~the usa and president biden 

If you could say any sentence to the current leader of your country what would it be?

~you good homie?

38. What's your favorite TV channel to watch in the middle of the night? 

~i rarely watch live tv

39. What Disney villain are you the most like and why? 

~bahah probs ursula because if i knew ariel could sing like that, i’d steal her voice too

40. Have you ever been a girl scout/boy scout? 

~no

41. If you were traveling to another continent would you rather fly or take a boat? 

~neither but a boat in the middle of the ocean during a storm would be terrifying 

42. Why is the sky blue during the day and black at night? 

~the sun?

43. What does your name mean? 

~i just looked it up and apparently it means noble LMFAO

44. Would you rather explore the deeps of the ocean or outer space? 

~neither. both of those sound like a bad idea 

45. Word association What is the first word that comes to mind when you see the word:

Air: traffic

Meat: steak

Different: breed

Pink: drink

Deserve: freedom

White: elephant 

Elvis: graceland

Magic: treehouse

Heart: pump

Clash: boom

Pulp: fiction

46. If you could meet any person in the world who is dead who would you want it to be? 

~audrey hepburn 100%

47. What if you could meet anyone who is alive? 

~jimmy garoppolo ;))

48. Is there a movie that you love so much you could watch it everyday?

~not everyday but i’m always down for a lotr/hobbit marathon

49. You are going to be stuck alone in an elevator for a week. What do you bring to do? 

~a phone with some kind of wifi box so i can gtfo lmao

 50. Have you ever saved someone's life or had your life saved?

~uhhhh not that i can think of 

51. Make up a definition for the following silly words... 

 Fruitgoogle: a website you can search up fruits with

 Ambytime: free time

 Asscactus: an annoying person

 52. What was the last thing you made with your own hands?

~this little gift bag for my mom’s students 

53. What was your favorite toy as a child? 

~american girl dolls omfg 

54. How many TV’s are in your house? 

~3

55. What is your favorite thing to do outside? 

~swimming or just being at the beach

56. How do you feel when you see a rainbow? 

~awwwwww

57. Have you ever dreamt a dream that came true? 

~i have dreamed about people and then met them which is a super weird experience 

58. Have you ever been to a psychic/tarot reader? 

~no

59. What is your idea of paradise?

~i think it would be a couple of different places or themes because i love to see the beauty in a lot of different ideas

60. Do you believe in god and if so what is he/she/it like? 

~absolutely. He’s just and loving 

61. Do you believe in Hell? 

~yes

62. What one thing have you done that most people haven't? 

~i honestly cannot think of anything 

63. What is the kindest thing you have ever done?

~i’ve done some volunteer stuff for other people so ig something like that 

64. Are you a patient person? 

~i try to be 

65. What holiday should exist but doesn't? 

~free shopping day where only i can shop for free :))))))

66. What holiday shouldn't exist but does?

~i love all the holidays 

67. What's the best joke you ever heard? 

~apparently none because i can’t think of one

68. Where is the most fun place you have EVER been? 

~southpoint mall in charlotte. it was shopper’s heaven 

69. Is your hair natural or dyed? 

~all natural .

70. Do you have any deep dark secrets or are you pretty much up front? 

~none that are interesting 

71. What is under your bed right now? 

~dust and stuff from my childhood

72. If you were in the Land of Oz would you want to live there or go home? 

~gtfo bahaha

73. If you drive do you frequently speed? 

~always

74. What is the world's best song to dance to? 

~depends on what kind of dancing. any 2000s club song is an absolute banger 

75. What song was on the last time you danced with someone?

~some tik tok sound. just a gen z kid here :)

76. Do you prefer Disney or Warner Brothers? 

~probs disney 

77. What is the first animal you would run to see if you went to the zoo? 

~otters or tigers 

78. Would you consider yourself to be romantic?

~if i’m crazy about you, absolutely. .

79. If the earth stopped rotating would we all fly off? 

~ig lol

80. What is the one thing that you love to do so much that you would make sacrifices to be able to do it? 

~travel all over 

81. If you (and everyone) had to lose one right or freedom, but you could pick which one everyone had to lose, what would you pick? 

~i’m sorry that’s too stressful lol

82. If you had to choose would you live on the equator or at the North Pole? ~equator. i hate the cold 

83. Would you rather give up listening to music or watching television?

~tv. i can’t live w/o music

84. What do you think makes someone a hero? 

~being selfless 

85. What cartoon would you like to be a character in? 

~powderpuff girls 100%

86. Name one thing that turns your stomach:

~rats

87. What was the last thing you paid for? 

~clothes from shein

88. Are you a coupon clipper?

~nah

89. Get anything good in the mail recently? 

~not super recently 

90. Which would you rather take as a gym class...dancing, sailing, karate, or bowling? 

~dancing 

91. In Star Trek people 'beam' back and forth between different places. What this means is they stand in a little tube and their molecules are deconstructed and sent to another tube somewhere else where they are reassembled. Only problem is when the molecules are deconstructed the person is dead. When they are put back together it is only a clone that has all the dead person's memories. So... Is the person who gets beamed the same person on both ends? 

~no because the real person died, so it’s a clone but not the original

92. What insects are you afraid of? 

~roaches and wasps

93. If you could print any phrase on a T-shirt, what would it say? 

~”she stressin’ over her wardrobe” 

94. What's the most eccentric thing you have ever worn? 

~i have these huuuuge tiger earrings that are freaking extra. i wore them with green corduroy flair pants and a brown stripped shirt and literally looked like the 70s threw up on me hahah

95. If you could pick one food that you could eat all you wanted but it would have no effect on how much you weigh, what food would it be? 

~chick fil a

96. What are your parents interested in? 

~my mom loves 70s tv shows and christmas lol and my dad likes classic rock and anything to do with christianity

97. Have you ever caught an insect and kept it as a pet?

~we used to catch lightning bugs in a jar when i was little and put them in a jar.

98. What is more helpful to you, wishes or plans?

~uhhh plans....lol

99. When do you feel your life energy the strongest? 

~when i’m hanging out with friends or at a high energy place like an amusement park or concert

100. You are spending the night alone in the woods and may bring only 3 items with you. What do you bring?

~water, a flashlight, and something for protection like a gun

#survey #115 #5000 question survey

[cutelittleluckysoul]

Could I plz have a male MCU ship? 5'1, F, Taurus&ISFJ. Likes: karaoke, showbingeing, fashion&playing board/video games. Introverted w extroverted qualities. Easily anxious&overwhelmed. Awks&silly,likes to laugh&make others laugh. Talkative&sassy-the friend that lovingly teases/roasts. Speaks my mind&will stand up for others. Romantic, says I love you often&loves hugs/cuddles. I openly show my emotions/thoughts. Want SO to tell/show me love often&2 have fun&enjoy life with. Pls take ur time&tysm!

Here you go I hope you like it

For Marvel I would ship you with Peter Parker

you two could talk for hours

like really you two never shut up when you are together

you would also roast each other lovingly

Ned would be so annoyed with how lovesick you would look at each other

but he would also be your biggest supporter

Peter can sometimes be awkward as hell

but so are you

so you two are perfect for each other

and you make each other laugh daily

he also loves how you stand up for your opinion and how passionate you become of things you enjoy

you two would go on dates at least every second day

it varies who decides what you guys do

but you can be sure it is always a lot of fun

Peter would also be the kind of guy to tell you he loves you every hour more than once

he would shower you in affection and whispering sweet nothings to you

he would love to just be with you

to hold you and he would cherish you so much

May also really likes you 

and he thinks you and Peter are so cute together

she would be like Ned and be so supporting as well

though she can be a bit embarrassing 

more so for Peter than for you

and you find it hilarious

he would tell you that he is Spiderman pretty soon

because he knows he can trust you 100% no matter what

and you would be kinda speechless but also worried for him

and you would always worry when he is oz and about

even when he assures you that he will be fine

you can’t help it

but he would be so great when you get anxious or get a panic attack

he knows exactly what to do

he is just a really good boyfriend ok?

he would love to do karaoke with you

it would be so silly because he believes he can’t sing 

so he rather does it in a silly way

he is a pro at binging shows

and he loves to do it with you

while cuddling to it 

like SO much cuddling

and he loves how into fashion you are

and always asks you about somw tips and ticks

playing video games with him is always very competitive

but a lot of fun as well

you two try to distract each other

it always ends in laughs with one of you on the ground

mostly Peter because you think he is cheating with his Spidey sense

Peter is just such a loveable and very attending boyfriend

and it would never get boring with him

and you would never doubt his love for you and vice versa

#ask #ship #ship request #marvel imagine #marvel #marvel ship #peter parker #peter parker ship #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #spiderman #spiderman ship #spiderman x reader #spiderman imagine