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sorencd · 8 months

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hey hannah! hope you're well <3 could you write about having a study session with charlie dalton? im studying rn and i cant stop thinking about him lol

LOVING IS EASY

pairing: charlie dalton x reader

word count: 0.7k

a/n: hii anon! here u go :) GOOD LUCK WITH UR STUDYING BBY MWAMWAS

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charlie knows where the extent of his intelligence is. he wasn't as much of a genius as meeks but he wasn't dumb either. he only felt the need to study when it was really necessary. mostly, he'd rather spend his time with you, the other poets, or playing the saxophone.

when he met you though, he's come to love studying more and more. he loves lying on your carpet on the ground beside you with a bunch of textbooks sprawled out in front of you. he adored the little snacks your mom would bring in the middle of your studying with a grin on her face, saying you'll accomplish more with a full stomach. he always liked staying at your place more than his. besides, your dad's starting to like him.

sometimes, when you’re helping him find the answer to a seemingly impossible maths problem that’s stumping the both of you, he'd opt to stare at you instead of focusing on the task at hand. he’d watch you chew on your pen, angrily ramble about how it all makes no sense, scribble formulas that he’s sure aren’t the right ones, and listen to how pretty your voice sounds. he’d ease his cheeks into his arms that were crossed on the floor and nod his head to everything you’d say, occasionally flipping the pages to put on the guise of knowing what you’re talking about. he knows by the end of the day, he’ll distract you and avoid you two from achieving anything.

while you were busy marking your latin notes to their respective places, and to give charlie an easier time reading it all when he needs to, you heard a soft thump! to your right. charlie, whom you thought was also doing the same thing you were, at least was doing the same thing, had now decided to slump further onto the carpet. ‘that’s gotta hurt.’ you wondered, slightly wincing before poking his cheek. his brain was getting fried from all this studying.

“i don’t understand how this could possibly be used in the future. when will i ever say ‘quid est tempestas hodie?’” he whined. you do have to agree, when will you use latin? you shrugged and just guessed it would come in handy one day.

“don’t be like that! latin is fun! imagine how many swear words you could say and no one outside of welton would understand you.”

“then what’s the point? most of the people i want to say ‘stercore manducare’ to is from hellton.”

“it can’t be that bad!”

“enroll and find out then, it’ll make me very happy if you do that.” he batted his eyelashes and puckered his lips, his face contorted into a silly expression, making smooching sounds to your dismay.

you giggled and pushed him away in a joking matter, “stop, you’re making me lose focus!”

charlie feigned hurt as he let out a huff, turning to lie on his back and raised a hand to his forehead. “the world is treating me bad, misery! my darling has finally cracked and can now ignore the un-ignorable me!” it was like he was reciting a poem. it always made you laugh whenever he did that. his sudden outbursts of poetical literacy always successfully being able to lift up your spirits.

“i’m getting sick of the floor, let’s study in bed instead! it’ll help us think better.” he cheekily proclaims, trying his best to persuade you. it didn’t take much convincing for him to get you to do anything. how could you ever pass up any opportunity with charlie? so inevitably, you would give in and you’d end up in bed, supposedly studying with a textbook in between your blanket covered legs. you could already see yourself waking up only to realise that you fell asleep. with charlie spooning you and your notes haphazardly scattered onto the floor.

you continued jotting down useful information both you and charlie could use when examination arrives, and he continued admiring you trying to write down on an uneven surface. it didn’t take long for charlie to realise that in every version he imagined himself as, he saw you in each one. he loved being nuwanda with you. because with you, loving is easy.

#dead poets society x reader #dead poets society #charlie dalton #charlie dalton x reader

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sleepysnk · 1 year

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so im just curious… do you write for shinichiro?? the only thing on his masterlist were prompts and so i just wanted to check 🫶

if you do, do you mind writing hcs for his confession of his love?? what would he do, act like, etc…

thank you luvvv!! take your time, no rush! and make sure to drink and eat >:(💗

a/n: of course i write for shinichiro! he’s just the best big brother 🫶🏻. thank you for requesting this minx! mwah! 🤍

characters: shinichiro sano

warnings: fluff, mentions of crushes, confessions, shinichiro is very shy here, very fluffy content, brief mention of cigarettes

CONFESSING HIS LOVE.

shinichiro sano:

- i kind of see shinichiro being shy whenever he has a crush on somebody. he has a hard time clearly expressing his emotions without turning into a stuttering mess. he gets really blushy around the person he likes, and it’s honestly the cutest thing ever!!

- shinichiro wouldn’t know how or even if he should confess. it’s mainly because he thinks you’ll find some other guy or you think he’s corny, because his luck with women has been absolute shit. he doesn’t want to confess and then you completely deny his feelings, and make him feel like an idiot. he overthinks the whole situation and it’s kind of sad but also really funny.

- he probably tells wakasa his troubles and his friend tries to encourage him. they probably share a cigarette over the whole situation.

- shinichiro probably decided to confess to you at a park you both hung around at. he messaged you that he wanted to meet after work, and you gladly went because you enjoyed hanging out with shin. you didn’t really think much of it, so you decided to go.

- meanwhile, he was losing his shit. shinichiro went through almost a whole pack of cigarettes at work because he didn’t know what the hell he was going to say to you. he liked you for so long that it almost hurt him that you guys weren’t together, but regardless he’d respect you if you didn’t feel the same way. he just wanted you to know how you made him feel.

- when he arrived on his bike, you immediately went towards him, but you were really surprised to see that he held flowers in his hand. your favorite flowers.

- he was probably shaky when he handed you the flowers. you were immediately flattered by his actions. no man had ever bought you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, but you were confused when you saw the blush that had painted across his cheeks. he also could hardly look you in the face. you were so pretty in the summer sun that he could almost kiss you from how your beauty reflected in front of him.

- “shin, is everything okay?”

- he lost his shit. he swallowed and just started talking. his words were very much jumbled around and honestly he stuttered many times from how nervous he was. he also couldn’t maintain eye contact with you at all.

- you were speechless. you understood what he was trying to say, but you weren’t expecting such a confession from the guy you had been friends with.

- he was a mess. you didn’t have much of a reaction which is what made him regret telling you in the first place. he thought you were about to shut him down and tell him that you weren’t interested in being with him. something he had been quite used to for the longest time.

- when you started giggling and reached for his hand, he almost fell over.

- you honestly thought that his confession was adorable and you had your own confession to give him. shinichiro turned bright pink when you started gushing about how handsome he was and how you genuinely weren’t expecting such a thing to be said. shinichiro was just staring at you with such awe that he honestly thought you were joking.

- it was so cute <3 he gave you a hug and just smiled all cheeky to himself.

- “i appreciate the flowers you know..” “r-really?! i mean.. only the best for a person like you.”

- he eventually takes you home and he leaves a little smooch on your cheek. it’s so fucking cute and you honestly melt at his actions.

#summer responds #minx <3 #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers fanfiction #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x you #shinichiro sano #shinichiro sano x reader #shinichiro sano x you #shinichiro #shinichiro x reader #shinichiro x you #shinichiro x y/n #anime headcanons

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merakiui · 13 days

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Hi mera!!!! Barista anon here!!

Its totally OK. I figured you were busy and I have no problems waiting.

But I reAD THE TSUM FIC AND MERA, AHVRKSBDJSBRBDJXNBFSJJXVDVDNSJXHXBRJ our preCIOUS TAKO BBY!!!! IMAGINE THO AFTER HE GETS OFVER THE INITIAL SHOCK OF EVERYTHING HE FEELS HE HAS TO OUTDO HIS TSUM!!!! If his TSUM CAN HAVE HIS DARLING LOOK LIKE A HOT MESS, WHY CANT HE?!?!?

I still couldn't get over the fact that DRU gave darling like a crumb of other human interaction before just saying 'haha, nope.'

YOUR BRAIN IS BIG AND BEAUTIFUL AND GORGEOUS!!!! So many floybs and im hhhhhhhnnnnnnnngggggggg just imagining scummy/sleazy floyb with muscular tattooed arms just hits so good. He reminds me of the song 'problem' by Natalia kills tbh.

But the step floyb and sk!floyb also have me aggressively drinking my coffee like, can I live in that braincell of yours????

BARISTA ANON, HIIIII!!!! ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) thank you so much for reading the tsum fic!!!!! Azul outdoing his tsum..... he has no choice but to ravish you. It's sex fueled by pure jealousy. >:D he can't possibly allow his tsum to have the honor of turning you into a debauched mess!! And unlike the tsum, Azul can do so much more. He'll kiss you all over to make up for the lack of smooches from the tsum. Obviously he's much better than his plushie counterpart.

aaaaa DRU is indeed a cruel plot for our reader. It would have been so delightful if she and Marisa could continue their interaction. They're platonic soulmates in my heart. 🥺

Omg that song fits scummy, sleazy Floyd so well!!!! OTL he also reminds me of "Kinky" by Gameboi, but maybe that's because I wrote the fic while listening to that song on repeat. ( ꈍ◡ꈍ) Floyd with tattoo sleeves is so delicious,,,, omg but a Floyd with tattoos and piercings is an entire feast. He's so perfect in every form!!!!!

Please feel free to live in my brain cell. You will find so many Floybs here, and all of them will love you forever. I also love stepcest Floyb and sk!Floyb!! Although recently I've considered adding a new Floyb to the ever-growing list......... ✨ coffee shop stalker Floyb ✨ it's the usual coffee shop meet-cute au, but Floyd's only ever sitting in the coffee shop to pretend to do his homework when in reality he's just admiring you. <3 Floyd watching you and your coworkers chat and laugh and he wishes that could be him.

One day. :) he's sure of it.

#twisted chit chat #barista anon

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surferblues · 1 year

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stay in bed | e.p

warnings SHORT, 18+ only minors dni, slight praise kink, dumbificaton, oral,ex!, softdom!elvis, and ofc sexual themes.

pairing boyfriend!elvis presley x fem!reader

He was insufferable. He knew what he was doing, but you were not going to stay in bed - you were not going to give him what he wanted.

With his heavy arm pulling you against his heavy chest, making sure you wouldn't be able to move - it was going to be beyond hard getting out of his grasp without waking him up.

Your's and Elvis's career's weren't much different, with you both being in Hollywood's eye and tabloids for your looks every week - you could say you and him were Hollywood's hottest couple of the sixties.

He had the voice and the pretty looks, and you had the acting and the pretty looks - not much of a big difference. You knew about the bets and flashy headlines put on your relationship and how long it would last.

articles claiming no longer than a month! but you and elvis had surpassed your month anniversary long ago. you two had met filming, him being the lead man and you the starring lady - cliche? very much.

he and you kept your relationship quiet and on the low for a few months, but god, he was head over heels! you were bound to get caught in public smooching, because quite frankly, he couldn't keep his hands to himself!

prime example, being now - the current situation you were in.

you were going to be late fo rehearsal if he didn't release you, if given any other chance, you would love to be in the arms of the man you loved most - anytime but now!

you slowly tried to lift his arms up, being quiet and careful. "Baby stay still," He murmured in a daze, pulling you even closer. Elvis's grazed his arms from where they wrapped around your torso, placing both of his hands on either side of your waist.

"elvis, I've gotta' get up." you pushed his chest away, but with him being much stronger than you - you didn't get far. "no, stay in bed with me." he slightly opened his eyes to get sight of you - pouting his lips .

"you're so pretty in the morning,honey, y'know that?" he cooed groggily, placing kisses on your collarbone as he parted your thighs with his knee.

"elvis, you know im busy today." you groaned, but your words were quickly cut short when you felt his hands grazing towards your lace panties - that and alongside your thin bra were the only things covering your body.

"oh, honey, i can be quick and easy with you." he rasped, cooing at you as if you were sensitive as fine china. he slowly began tampering with your panties, slipping down to your knees - he's done this too many times, he's perfected it by now.

"besides, y'always tell me how good i am with my hands. why let them go to waste?" he chuckled lowly, his cold fingers slithering dangerously close towards your folds.

"don't twist my words." you whimpered, you were in too deep now to refuse him. Elvis slipped two fingers into you without warning, making your jaw drop as you let out a breathy moan.

but before the shout of pleasure could slip from your lips, elvis slickly placed his lips on yours - swallowing the moan.

while his other fingers were pumping in and out of your whole, his hand slithered on your neck as the heated kiss intensified - his thumb pressing down lightly on your neck.

Elvis pulled his fingers out of you and began kissing down your neck to your collarbone, "ill be right back, honey." he winked, leaving you confused and needy. he moved from the side you, and used your parted legs as an advantage.

Elvis positioned himself between your legs, placing bold kisses own your stomach, repositioning himself so he was completely under the blankets now. You felt him peeling your panties down your thighs slowly before his mouth immediately came in contact with your heat.

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fatuismooches · 3 months

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HIII SMOOCHES! I’m going on a dottore brainrot rampage and I’ve been craving zandy content like I just want to pinch his cheeks and protect him at all costs! BUT imagine if like, the segments pissed off reader one day because they’re so busy that they kind of stopped paying attention to them, so reader decides that instead of spending time with them they will instead spend time with zandy 🥺.

AND LIKE imagine if (in revenge) they just bake cupcakes and keep them all to themselves knowing that the segments have like this sweet tooth but they won’t get any cupcakes! 🧁Like imagine if Zandy tries to remake Webttores mask using white and black frosting on a cupcake but it just.. looks bad😭 I can just imagine how cute I’d be! Like one cupcake has too much blue frosting and sprinkles so it’s very sugary while one barely has anything because the frosting was finished. One cupcake has tiny eggshells in it because zandy didn’t crack the egg correctly 😭So like- while the segments are busy with their lab stuff there’s just reader and zandy making treats behind everyone s back.

IMAGINE IF A SEGMENT WALKED IN ON THEM ABD JUST STARED LIKE:😦 because they thought Zandy was busy studying or something and taht reader was possibly in one of the labs BUT instead they just see the kitchen being an absolute mess, flour everywhere, a bunch of dishes are also dirty😶 and they’re possibly wondering where did the sprinkles come from because they were sure they didn’t buy any sprinkle NOR FROSTING- what would the segments reaction be? Would they get jealous or let it slide because Zandy is a kid and stuff

Im sure you did something close but I’m missing Zandy content and I’m also craving cupcakes- I’m pretty sure I saw a post related to baking and stuff so I got inspired Sorry if there are any mistakes because my English is not very good😓 by the way can I be 🪭anon, pretty please ?

(x) With how many lovers you have, you'd think that you'd never be left wanting for attention... however, much to your dismay, that is incorrect. Even you, their darling, can be pushed aside for their experiments/research/work. And look, you're a pretty patient person, you understand they can't always pay attention to you, and you understand that. You've endured a lot of their Dottore-ness, and can cope pretty well, but this is far too much! When was the last time you were showered in their attention and kisses! Well, if that's how they want to be, then so be it! You'll deny them of your affection too! And instead spend it with someone who actually appreciates you, little Zandy of course! Doing what, you ask? Baking, of course! Making his favorite treats for being such a bb!

Although Zandy is sad watching you be sad that the other segments are neglecting you, at the same time he's happy because you're paying so much attention to him! The other segments always try to barge in and steal your attention... it's not fair... but not today! ZANDY TRYING BUT FAILING TO DESIGN THE CUPCAKES AS THE SEGMENTS IS TOO CUTE. After the first botched cupcake, you just laugh and then put your hands over Zandy's much tinier ones, directing and guiding him to frosting the cupcake properly. You definitely make more with the other masks, his earrings, the other Harbingers, etc!

The segments found you because of how much you two were giggling and having a grand old time without them... And to answer your question, it doesn't matter who or what is hogging your attention... if it's stolen for too long, they will get grouchy and annoyed... but the catch is that they can't get mad at Zandy because you will raise hell if anything mean was said to your precious baby. So they have to settle for pointed glares at you two instead as you hog all the cupcakes. Needless to say, they've learned their lesson.

#smooches talks #🪭 anon #dottore love notes <3 #zandy bb <3 #funny story anon... your emoji doesn't show up on my mac... (its just a square lol)#i had to go on my phone to add the emoji haha

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sirpseudonymphoapish · 7 months

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Solar Opposites oneshot😧😧😧😲😲😯😯😲😮😲☹️😲😧😲😲

I STAYED UP RLLY LATE WRITIN DIZ i write everything off the top of my head as im writing so idk how good it is but HEREZ HOPING!!

Its tervo durin their normal era at work (boo) some sort of hurt comfort thing

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Every click of every letter on the stupid plastic keyboard delivered to the piles and piles of digital documents on the screen in front of him felt like one of his blood vessels popping. The screen was so bright, the office lights were so bright, and his eyes were so fucking tired. When are they going to create coffee powered eye drops already? He would've done it himself if they hadn't sworn to cut off all sci-fi for the sake of The Pupa.

He prayed and prayed to his abandoned Shlorpian gods that nobody fucking bothered him right now or else he'd probably murder them on the spot. Or at least make a bloody mess trying.

Shoulders tensed up, viens more clearly outlined on his hands with those aggressive dancing fingers, teeth grinding almost audible now. He was going to BURST any second now.

Any.

Second.

"Breathing check, Korv," said perhaps the only non-agitating sound that's penetrated his ears all day. Paying attention to his words, Korvo realized he infact, was forgetting to breathe again. He had a bad habit of doing that when focusing too hard. Especially when stressed,,,,

A dramatic sigh escaped him, more of a gasp really, as his breath went heavy to catch up on the oxygen he was missing. He clutched his chest where his main heart was. It was pumping fast. He sighed again, softer now.

"There you go," said Terry. He smiled and continued back to his work, click-clacking away. Korvo was so thankful that not only they had landed the same job together, but in the same area too. If Terry hadn't been sitting by him in this cubicle every day, he'd probably be hospitalized long ago. For as much as that green fuck could not pay attention, he sure did know how to pay attention to his loving husband and his health. Something as simple as noticing that he wasn't breathing, Terry always caught on and made sure to remind him. It was comforting, if only a little.

Korvo slouched, releasing the tension in his back from being so rigid for so long, and then straightened again, resuming his boring task on the computer. He typed away, quickly returning to the frusterating and depressing exhaustion of freedomless low-wage work. After a minute or so, his mind wandered off again to Terry. He was so greatful for Terry. Truly, he was. Sometimes it may not seem like it, but he couldn't thank him enough. He kept him going through all these rough times. For annoying as he is,,, he surely is such a loving, caring sweetheart.

"Thank you, Terry," Korvo spoke quietly.

"Anything, babe," was replied, followed by a quick smooching sound. Korvo chuckled to himself. "I packed that leftover salmon you made for our lunch. And some Caprisuns for a little boost."

"Terry, you know microwaving seafood makes the office stink, and then Susie will bitch and complain about it again."

"Yeah yeah she bitches and complains about everything. Better that you eat."

Korvo sighed for god knows how many times today. He guessed Terry was right. That salmon WAS pretty fucking good, though.

"Babe, what time is it?"

"You have a clock on your computer, Terry."

"Yeah I know. I just wanted to hear your voice."

That stupid cheesy idiot. God. He wished he'd stop being so stupid and corny and just come over here and kiss him already. But they would get scolded for that. "10:53. Almost time for lunch. Almost."

"Yessssssss."

After about another twenty seconds or so, Korvo had noticed through the sound of his own typing that Terry had not been typing at all. Or shuffling papers, or re-arranging things in his desk, or anything. No sound at all. Korvo turned and peered over his shoulder at Terry's desk, pausing his work, to observe why. His husband was leaning back in his wheeled office chair, one leg crossed over the other, arms comfortably relaxing behind his head, rocking back and fourth oh so gently.

"Why aren't you working?"

"Its almost time for lunch, man. No point. Besides, I read this article about strategies for working with ADHD, and it said to give yourself timed breaks."

"You give yourself enough of those already, but okay."

As if on cue, the office bell rang, and one by one people slowly stood up from their cubicles and left to start their lunch hour, stretching and groaning their way out of their previous uncomfortable positions. Korvo turned back to his desktop and continued working. Terry spun his chair around and waited for him, confused when he realized he wasn't getting up.

"Why are you working still?" He asked, louder now that there was no need to be hushed.

"I just need to get this typed up. I'm almost done. Don't wait for me."

Terry sighed, "Okay," and got up and left the cubicle. Korvo echoed yet another sad breath, sadder this time now that he was alone. He missed Terry already. He just wanted to lay in his arms forever and never work again.

What felt like both an hour and two minutes simultaneously went by, not being either of those and being a mere eight to ten or so, and Terry was back, with two plastic containers filled with food and plastic forks jammed ready to be used into them. Korvo didn't notice this, however, until the smell of the "freshly" microwaved salmon wafted towards his area, and his head perked up in the direction of it. A green hand gently placed the container of food down by Korvo's computer mouse, and when he looked up, to his delight, it was none other than Terry, who smiled down at him. "I wasn't ganna leave you for long."

Korvo smiled back warmly. Oh again how greatful he was for his dear husband. "Thank you, Terry. I love you."

"Love you too, honey boo!" Terry sang as he went to sit back down at his desk and eat his not-as-delicious-anymore-but-still-pretty-fucking-good leftovers.

He didn't realize just how hungry he was until the uncomfortable stretching of his full stomach pained him. That salmon didn't last very long, that's for damn sure. He tossed the plastic container in the trash can under his desk and rested his hands on his belly, leaning back into his chair and closing his eyes. He trusted Terry would wake him if he fell asleep. He fidgeted only slightly, fingering at a button on his shirt, and enjoyed the quiet.

"So, Korv," his momentary silence indeed was only momentarily, "I was thinkin we could just order, like, some KFC or something tonight. I can head to the grocery store tomorrow with The Pupa and pick up some more of that good salmon."

"Sounds good." His voice was mumbly and he wasn't entirely listening to what Terry was saying.

Another moment of silence. Soothing for Korvo. ,,,,Not so much for Terry.

"Sooooooooo,,,,,," Terry hesitated, wanting this conversation to be worthwhile in any way at all.

"Wanna binge some of The Rookie tonight on Hulu? I know you've been getting hooked on those cop shows."

"Maybe. I don't want to stay up too late."

"Trueeeeee." Terry elongated that word with a disappointed tone.

Another moment of silence. Terry frowned. God, when would it end? He cleared his throat awkwardly. "What about,,, the weekend?"

"What about the weekend?" Korvo lazily turned his chair to face Terry.

"Anything you wanna do?"

Korvo furrowed his brows in thought. He wanted to give a genuine answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, all that came out was a stutter. He gave up instantly and turned back towards his computer screen. "I don't know, Terry. Nothing we have the time to do."

"But-" Terry tried, but ultimately was left with the same fate of just a stutter. Slouching, he stared down at his shoes and lightly gripped the hem of his pants. Korvo's typing continued in the background. It frusterated him but, it was oddly comforting. I guess because it was a sign Korvo hadn't dropped dead already and was showing some sign of life. He groaned sadly and turned towards his own computer, readying himself for more tedious work. "I miss you."

Upon saying that he slowly noticed the clicking ambience come to a hault. He waited momentarily for it to continue and,,, it did not. Swiveling in his chair again he turned to face the absence. Korvo was clenching his fists and staring down at no real object of focus. A funny little garbling noise broke the silence, and once Terry found where that was coming from, he saw a tiny little purple goobler jigging about on the office carpet. Looking back up now, his beloved partner had started shaking. He was worried for him.

"Korv,,?"

"I'm s-sorry, Terry." Korvo buried his face in his hands and let out a pathetic sob. Terry frowned, and got up out of his chair. He slowly made his way to his husband's desk and gently grabbed his shoulder, rubbing it in soothing circles. Korvo was cowering in on himself, in a distressed, tight little ball, stupid purple wriggly things popping out his spotted head and landing wherever.

"Oh, Korvo,,," he mumbled, the weeping blue alien only weeping harder. Terry guided him into a tight embrace, Korvo accepting by nearly falling into Terry's arms, who now securely wrapped around his shoulders as he rubbed away the forming goobler lumps in his previously smooth dome head.

Korvo cried, "I-Im so sorry Terry, I m-miss you s-so much, I hate doing this. I hate it."

Terry could already feel his shoulder getting damp with tears. "Baby, it's okay. You're okay. If we hate it so much, cuz I know I sure as hell do, why don't we just return back to our fun sci-fi lives?"

"Because we CAN'T, you idiot!! D-don't you remember the whole thing with The Pupa?? We can't have that happening again!" Korvo was raising his voice, mostly out of frusteration. He immediately feared he might've upset Terry and he pulled away, but Terry only brought him close again.

"I know, I know. But does it really matter?"

"YES!!!"

Korvo choked another long, loud sob, Terry instantly shushing him and trying to be as caring as possible. "Shh, shh. It's okay, baby. Shh,,,"

He looked around, surveying the office room. Everyone was still out for lunch. He knew Korvo would hate for his co-workers to see him like this, so he was trying his best to comfort him as much as he could as soon as possible.

"Hey, I know it sucks but,,, there's a bright side."

Korvo sniffled. "W-what is it?"

"I have you. And you have me."

Oh, that cheese filled motherfucker. God, he wanted to kiss him so bad. Terry was right. Through all of this, they've had each other. The one thing that's helped Korvo more than anything else was Terry's touch and gentle voice.

"Y-You're right,,," Korvo looked up, and Terry looked down. Terry lightly cupped his partner's cheek in his hand and smiled warmly.

"Of course I am. You'll always have me, my silly little biscuit boy."

"Oh, Terry." Korvo leaned in again, pressing his face into Terry's shoulder. Terry leaned away, only to guide Korvo's face upwards. He tilted forward, pressing a tender kiss onto Korvo's quivering lips, who reciprocated with passion.

They gently nuzzled into each other and shmushed in as many smooches as they could, Terry curling his arm around and massaging Korvo's lower back, and Korvo clutching onto Terry's shirt collar firmly. Soon enough, the tension escalated, and the soft touch of a tongue prodding the other's lips was enough to make them both melt like butter. Right as they were about to start full-on sucking each other's faces, an embarrassing reminder was received.

"Hey now, don't be getting too frisky in the office."

The two aliens jumped and swung around at the voice, still holding onto each other (and a little drool coating their chins.) It was their co-worker, back from the office kitchen with an almost empty bowl of spaghetti. Terry defended first.

"Oh gosh, we would never." they would. Not now, though. "Just givin' a lil lovin' to my husband. what's wrong with that?"

"Yeah! Mind your own business anyway," Korvo spoke after, trying to pat down his now sort of wrinkled shirt.

"A bit hard to do that when you're over there just slurpin' away in the middle of the room!" The man chuckled, meaning for it to be playful, but it came off as annoying and kind of passive aggressive. Terry rolled his eyes dramatically and Korvo giggled.

Slowly, their other co-workers were filing back in. Was lunch really over already? Shlorpian's gray gods.

Terry patted Korvo's shoulder, wanting to hold him by the waist and kiss him again so badly, but sadly not having the time to anymore. Korvo looked up at him and smiled.

Oh fuck it, just one more. He leaned in and pecked a long audible kissy on Korvo's lips, a nice surprise, and then pulled away. He grinned from,, not ear to ear but you get what i mean, and gave a hopeful thumbs up as he made his way back to his desk to continue working.

Korvo chuckled and turned to his computer again. He really, really, WAS greatful for Terry in his life. Really.

This time, the plastic click clacking of the keyboard was nowhere near as agitating.

Still annoying, but not as bad as before.

He'll take what he can get.

_______

take this as a treat

#solar opposites #tervo #solar opposites terry #terry solar opposites #korvo solar opposites #solar opposites korvo #terry x korvo #korvo x terry

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00belle00lovely00 · 2 months

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Well if you also have more ships headcanons, so you also have Bobby x CatNap Headcanons?

G A S P

OH MAH GAWD IM GETTING SO MANY GOOD ONES-

ALRIGHT, I got you bestie! 🫶

💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️💜❤️

ALR. I WILL SAY IT. THIS SHIP SHOULD BE LITERALLY NAMED CUDDLES. DON'T ARGUE WITH ME, YA'LL KNOW IT.

Quiet sleepyhead/introvert x lovely and mushy extrovert

Catnap isn't one to go out of his house much. It is either to lay down on a tree and sleep the day away or lay down on any surface that he finds. So, he is quite fond of Bobby because she's the only one who wouldn't complain about his sleeping habits. I mean, sure, she gets quite down whenever Catnap doesn't come along to the group for something fun, but unlike people like Dogday, Kickin, or Hoppy, she would actually encourage his need for sleep as she is aware he does it for his own self-love (in some strange way).

Catnap would TOTALLY randomly slump onto the floor on purpose and act passed out for Bobby to get worried and carry him into his bed. Why, do you ask? Because she ALWAYS. And I mean, ANYWAYS give a forehead kiss before going. Earning a purr from the cat.

They are all on with PDAs. ALL the time. Every second of it. But that's just because Bobby is the one to start it and Catnap is the one to just melt into it.

She'd be pinching on his cheeks like an aunt coming to see you.

Their date? Laying on a beanbag. That's- that's it. That's all they need. A scenario you say? Well...

Craftycorn: "Um... hey Bobby? Everyone's asking where you are, we were supposed to be at Dogday's house to... oh!"

Bobby: "CrAaAaaFtYYyY... *SNIFF*... THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE... I CAN'T ESCAPE THIS... LOVELY... ADORABLE... PRISON!" *Bobby sobbed as she laid on a beanbag, Catnap lying down on her lap.

Bobby would be sending flower bouquets DAILY for Catnap. Charmingly enough it being lavender and rose buds.

Smooches on the kitty!💜❤️ mwa! mwa! mwa! SMOOCH!

Catnap was always very laidback in many times. Tired much, soft-spoken, never really got anybody or anything for that matter. But often times he would get a bit pissy about how Bobby's mushy attitude is to everyone around them. He may not be a jealous typo, not at all, but he can feel a bit detached from Bobby's love from seeing her much more active than he is. So whenever THAT happens, he gives her the ice treatment. And oh boy, ain't that TORTURE for Bobby. The ONE girl who adores hugging and loving others more than anything else in the world is being given the cold shoulder is something worth weeping for. So whenever that happens, Catnap quickly regrets it and makes it up to her by spending the night with her.

Not surprisingly enough, I always headcanon Bobby having attachment issues (which would explain the last headcanon) so whenever she is also she sends as many love letters to Catnap as she can, even though half of the time is given back due to Catnap not being good with words, it eases her to know he is at least reading it

Bobby would pretty much spoil Catnap ROTTEN! In exchange? Catnap would probs call her "little Rosie". Now, you can imagine her kicking her feet, squirming and going absolutely NUTS for that small compliment.

They both like cuddling a lot, while also watching old Disney movies.

EXTRA:

DogDay: "Catnap? Caaatnaaap? Jeez! Where is he at? I can't find him anywhere!"

Bobby: "Let me handle this, 'Day!" *Bobby stepped in, taking a deep breath before kneeling down and making a gesture with her fingers* "pspspspspspsppspspspspsppsspspsp"

*Instantly, Catnap appears.*

Kickin: "... that's disgustingly corny" Kickin added.

Bobby: "Oh, hush" *she turned to look at Kickin while scratching the back of Catnap's ear* "We all have quirks here and there, that is just what makes you the loveliest you can be"

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #catnap #smiling critters #poppy playtime 3 #bobby bearhug #bobby bearhug x catnap #my headcanons #headcanon #headcannons #STOP UNDERRATED SHIPS #They're so mushy #so corny i love it

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vaguely-yandere · 2 years

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oh god chami ur brain is so big. so wise. UGH you're really good at this.... writing sm on the fly!! <333 hrrghhrghhh ur last response is making me so </3 im feeling so many things rn. what do you think would happen if sensitive yan ended up being your roommate? lets just say its you're a uni student who's dorming arrangements were switched around this year. you dont recognize the name of your roommate you were assigned, but you cross your fingers and hope that whoever they are, they're nice. you just want someone to get along with, really. your last roommate, while nice, wasn't exactly the type of person you clicked with; thus you were really hoping the dorming admin gods were looking favorably upon you when they put you in this double room w this person!

but oh, if only you knew. sensitive yan is freaking the hell out---THEY know who you are. you're only the person they've been majorly crushing on/obsessing over for the last year. you, who they've seen around campus and in their english class. you, you, YOU... how did they get so lucky?

i can only imagine how awkward the first few months are. you ofc, attempt to get to know them the best you can, in order to avoid the weird "never more than an acquaintance" situation you had with your last roommate, but god, they make it SO HARD. sensitive yan makes up any and every excuse to never be in the room the same time you are; they return in the early hours of the morning to avoid talking to you while youre sleeping, they leave even earlier to make sure they're not there when you wake up; its a never ending cycle of cat and mouse.

you honestly are getting a little tired of their behavior. was it something you did? you don't ever recall ever doing something to them; you havent even TALKED to them, for crying out loud. you were also getting a little concerned that they weren't getting enough sleep or taking care of themselves!

you begin to feel a little hopeless but you're determined to break the ice and finally speak to them. you had just gotten out of one of your classes early, and knew that you could catch sensitive yan off guard by booking it to your shared dorm right away. (somehow, they seemed to know your schedule like it was their own; they somehow managed to never be in the room when you were, which was honestly getting a little impressive considering its been literal months since the semester began. but you could tell that they were in the room while you were out by the various items in your dorm being shuffled around while they did what they needed to do )

you knew they wouldn't be expecting you, and you were hoping that they weren't in class right now. although, as you sneaked up to unlock the door....

"ah! a-ah! hnnn....!! darling....!!"

? was that... what you thought it was? with your keycard already pressed up against the handle, the door swung open before you could decide whether or not you wanted to run; and there they were!

on your side of the room... on YOUR bed... with their fingers shoved inside themselves and whimpering. their eyes looked glazed over and they were drooling, the room was humid and hot. it smelled like they'd been at it for a while, too. it took another second for your brain to realize that they were holding your shirt too, the one you thought you lost the first ever time you did laundry in the laundry room.

the moment they heard the door open, their head snapped towards you. your eyes met.

well, this is not how you expected your first meeting with your roommate to go!

-hehe!! sunny <3

SUNNY YOUR BRAIN IS SO BIG AND WRINKLY!!!!! I COULD SMOOCH IT!!!!

you're racing to your dorm, a giant smug grin on your face. you dont know why but you were invested in this game. sure, your friends said theyd be thankful if their roommate was never around but they didnt understand. you just knew they were avoiding you and you needed to know why! did they know you?! did you do something to them?! this is fucking university, if they had some sort of grudge over you then they should tell you to your face like an adult!!

and now your here. eyes wide. your roommates chest is completely frozen despite heaving only seconds before. theres two towels underneath them to keep from staining your bed. their hair is a mess. the entire room is blasting you in the face with humidity and heat like a sauna. you always kinda wondered why the room smelled like outside air after you got back everyday..

and your roommate. god, your poor roommate, theyre eyes are glassy from forming tears, theyre completely tense, you can barely comprehend the humiliation and embarrassment theyre experiencing right now.

so you take a deep breath (god, it smells so weird) and bring yourself back to the present. "i'm. gonna shut the door."

they nod, getting shocked back into their own body by their words and finally breaking eye contact.

"and you... do what you need to do and open the door when you're done. and if you run, i will chase you."

they nod again and you start closing the door, not before making the 'im watching you' sign just to be clear.

is it wrong of me to admit that this is extremely hot?

after a while, they open the door and obediently dont run, simply stepping aside to let you in.

when you walk in, the window is open, it smells like fabreeze and hand sanitizer, your bed is exactly the way you left it and the tshirt they were holding was no where in side (although the boxes under their bed are in a different order) so you take a seat on your bed, purposely avoiding the spot they were masturbating on, face feeling hot.

"sooo....."

they dont respond, eyes trained on the floor while they sit down on their bed, wringing their hands. theyre still emitting enough heat you could feel it from there, a small bead of sweat trailing down their forehead, to their brow bone before being wiped away. their fingertips are pruny and red.

".... i get it."

theyre head snaps up to you but the second they make eye contact, they tilt their head back down, biting their lip.

"no, no, seriously, i get it, just needed some... privacy but what i dont get is.. my bed." you graciously dont mention the tshirt. it was an old promotional tshirt that you had been using as a night shirt for a while so you werent really missing it but youd absolutely be snooping under their bed when they left. you felt like you deserved it and a lot of your other stuff had gone missing or randomly replaced so you were curious about their collection.

"ah..." they finally look up but at the ceiling, eyes flitting from tile to tile. another long beat of silence follows, pulling a sigh out of you.

"just tell me. this whole... avoidance thing is getting old. did i do something to you? is this.. revenge? just tell me like an adult and if you want, we can pretend this never ever happened! please, just tell me cause its starting to piss me off knowing my roommate, who i hoped was nicer than my last one, is purposely avoiding me and i dont even know the reason for it!"

"i-i...." they mutter something under their breath, eyebrows connecting and shoulders rolling to shake off the anxiety.

"i cant hear you, hun." the casual nickname makes them squeeze their eyes shut and a small shudder wracks through their body.

"pl-please dont... dont call me that.... you dont- uh- know what it.. d-does.. to me." they stuttered through their sentence, tumbling over their words and their voice barely audible.

"what does it do to you?! cause right now, you're kinda acting like a kid! i dont wanna be rude but its true and i dont wanna be roommates with a kid!"

the look of utter heartbreak makes you wanna shove your words back into your mouth and choke on them.

"please no! i just- i- being around you it-" they take a deep breath, biting their lip. "it does things to be and... its the type of thing that.. that isnt appropriate when the other person isnt uh... a-aware of the reaction their actions and words are um... c-causing.." they sound strained, trailing off at the end of every few words, fidgeting in their spot.

"... thats it?"

"huh?"

you shrug. "i get it. thats.. embarrassing and i dont understand why but clearly you care enough to not wanna have... that reaction around me without me knowing so that means you arent all that bad. im glad you-"

"p-please stop!" they whimper, bringing their knees to their chest and hiding their face.

"wha- seriously?! right now?!"

"yes right now! i c-cant exactly control it! if i could, i wouldnt ever have this.... r-reaction!"

"oh my god... thats.... thats kinda hot.."

their eyes widen to the side of saucers and they shoot towards you, pupils giant before they squint and their eyes roll back, forehead hitting the top of their knees and they fall on their side, twitching.

"did.. did you just...?"

they pause before slowly nodding, squeezing themselves tight enough you can see the whites of their knuckles.

"... huh...... hey, have you ever heard of exposure therapy?"

youre gonna kill me

#asks #sunny darling #yandere scenarios #yandere #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere x darling #sensitive yandere #yandere smut

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thesherrinfordfacility · 9 months

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so i just saw this post

https://www.tumblr.com/fuckyeahgoodomens/724574959442247680/i-noticed-that-while-in-s1-crowley-is-always-on

and like… yo… we need to search some other times when crowley and aziraphale switched their usual places, 'cause I KNOW they have

and also, what do you think about this? because i also find it extremely curious, taking into consideration that the only time when they switched places in season 1 was:

1. the globe, when crowley was basically circling around aziraphale when talking about the arrangement - which makes perfect sense, basically showing through his movement how they take each other's roles when they need to

2. in the scenes before the trial when they actually switched appearences

so what does this say about this ending?

well personally, i don't think it's a body swap; again, i think it would completely derail a good portion of the message in the Feral Domestic™ scene, and would make parts of the narrative redundant.

(further asks and 'analysis' under cut)

i think the point of the body swap in s1, and as LWA✨ has consistently pointed out (and i trust them with my life, on god), is that it was a means of demonstrating to the audience (and was meant to demonstrate to each other, not that the boys seemed to notice) that they are two halves of the same whole, and their true balance and power is achieved in working together... and this to me doesn't seem like the scene to do it in. there may be more to it than that, but so far this makes sense to me.

i did some ramblings on their positioning in s1, the globe instance to the contrary you've already pointed out bestie, and because im a mad lad ive gone through s2 on fast forward to spot as many as possible:

- when crowley discovers gabriel, and pre-miracle:

- goob's earliest memory:

- resurrectionist minisode:

- 40s minisode:

- returning the plants:

- "plume of your imaginary tante", and "if you're going to stand here and just carp-"

- ball:

- the ineffable bureaucracy reveal, and the Smooch™:

now my initial thought (and i will return to this post once ive read the Long Document), is that some of the purpose for these shots (and the positioning of aziraphale to crowley's left rather than his right) may be just down to good ol' fashioned blocking. and that may be the case.

but as you say, it was very deliberate in s1 that it was the other way around, that aziraphale was on crowley's right (with traditional connotations of good and just). the exception to this being the globe (where we see aziraphale get tempted into another Arrangement, so crowley circling him in a predatory manner, cycling him on the balance between right and wrong, was appropriate symbolically).

now to me, i feel like the above is explained by my favourite explanation stand-by: character development. in most of these scenes, we see aziraphale either directly stand in opposition to heaven and/or angelic purpose (or having a Human Moment), is questioning his own beliefs in morality, or simply is having a particularly intimate crowley moment. so his increased presence on crowley's left is again, to me, symbolically apt.

in terms of something "being off", i absolutely felt this in the screening of eps 1 and 2; it felt very different tonally, and i wasn't quite sure how to take it. there was a reason why i was so behind my theory that the episodes were fake/altered ones (which i still think would have been a mega-brain idea), and that's because it just didn't feel right.

this season is very different to s1, there is no doubt about it. but at this moment in time (until i properly read the Long Document, at least), i don't think it's because of a higher narrative purpose. i do think metatron has been meddling or spying, but not so much to the point that i think s3 will reveal a retcon of s2 (bearing in mind ive only skimmed the Long Document, so this inference of what it's proposing may be entirely inaccurate (ie noone @ me)). that, to me, would be very strange - to essentially render all/most? of s2 redundant.

so at the moment, no real thoughts from me on this, other than me thinking that the aziraphale placement is, as far as i currently see it, completely symbolic✨

#good omens #ask #crowley meta #aziraphale meta #s2 meta

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localsya · 1 year

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Hello! decided to ask you about Rennala!

What's your personal headcannon for her?

Also, Tarnished x Rennala? Yes/No?

Thanks if you can reply!

HELLO RENNALAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED

OPENS LIBRARY DFKJHND

I think the fact i adore the most about her is that "Carian" is actually language! Its one of the sub languages that belong to the three of Anatolian Languages, as well as Romance languages are understood to be French, Iitalian, Spanish, Portuguese and Romanian, Anatolian Languages encapsule Hittite, Luvian, Carian, Hieroglyphic Luwian, and Palaic!

Carians too were habitants of Anatolia (minor asia) current western asia! Many erudits used the greek phonetics to decipher Carian but in truly they are not the same language so the current translations are probably mistaken, i think accurate enough to be understood, but most still far from their actual true meaning.

Also the mistranslations in the name of the academy! In english we know it as "Raya Lucaria" as the original japanese is "魔術学院レアルカリア" , which means smt like " Magic Academy of the Real Caria" with "Real" being pronounced in Madrid Spanish, so a better approach would be "Royal Carian Academy"

Another cool hc is that i feel her hair is also loyal to her culture, very intrincate and complex braids to tie up her hair, once i made some explorations but nothing too srsn gughug, best example i think would be Alicent's hairstyle in hotd, but def a hairstyle that is extremely hard to achieve alone.

About the usual long hair i always do on her, its mostly leaning to the aspects of feminity the moon entity presents in almost all cultures, since Carians too where known to be in minor Asia, i also took a bit from there, moon goddesses throughout Asia are always depicted with long hair as a sign of divinity, like Chang'e from China for example! -the short answer is that i just adore it-

old art cuz i havent draw her guhgu

I THINK THATS MOST OF IT? KJSNGDF pretty sure i have some others that i cant think of rn tbh but ty ty sry for long ass rant -im not sorry at all-

annnd im not a fan of tarnished pairings tbh, im not a huge fan in general of the "everything spins around the main character" trope so for me at least its a huge EGH kfjgfd

mwah

smooching u blesssss

edit i corrected some spells mistakes dfgkjdfbngh

#RENNALA MY BELOVED #MOTHER #I NEED HER #queen rennala of the full moon #asks #elden ring

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clambuoyance · 2 years

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Do you have any timkon headcanons? Also how do you imagine them first getting together?

omg okay let's seeeee you've just unleashed something in me and i might just end up rambling about why i like em in general so here we go

-i really like clingy timkon looool like esp as they got closer and older they just got more and more touchy and affectionate. and after conner came back after dying in infinite crisis they got even more unbearable T-T hugs would last longer, touches would linger, etc etc. anything to make sure the other is still there. also kon is just...very dogboy coded to me so everytime tim leaves the team and kon wants him to come back (like when tim left YJ, when he quit robin, when he was alienating himself in RR), i can just imagine kon wagging an imaginary tail when tim does come back.

-kon subconsciously starts to float off the ground when he follows tim around...and spreads his ttk around when he's pressed up against him >_> idk i need to think of more ttk hcs

-this isn't really a headcanon but when tim took off his mask for the first time in YJ #20 (?) and kon and cassie and greta all looked shocked, cassie said kon bet that tim had zits or smth and that's why he never took it off. then when tim took off the cowl in adventure comics # 3, kon was immediately like "You seriously need a haircut." Anyways what im trying to say is that Kon definitely likes tim's face but it gives off very "Your face is pretty" "What?" "I said your face is SHITTY" vibes. And i think it's funny

-Kon is the reason Tim started to like Wendy the Werewolf stalker...they probably do marathons with the whole squad but i like to imagine them watching it together and being fanboys <3 I think it was in a YJ issue, but Tim did call the show stupid and they argued about it, but then in a superboy issue (Hypertime mission arc) Tim taped the show for him so he wouldn't miss it bc Tim knew it was his favorite show T-T so I like to think kon convinces tim to like it and now Tim has a Wendy shirt that reminds him of kon (like Princess Bubblegum and Marceline with the whole tshirt thing...)

-there's this one issue where kon flies to gotham to bother tim and tim is like "can you PLEASE just wait three more hours until im done" anyways the thought of kon just randomly flying to gotham whenever he wants to pester tim about his day is cute to me. need him to do that more <3

-also funny as hell to me that when they first met kon was always like "you're not the boss of me >:(" and now kon will do anything he says. also there's this one panel where kon is like "you ever notice your voice drops an octave when you get all commander like" and it lives in my head rent free. he probably clowns tim for it all the time but also likes it. Also, being rebellious and striving to be his own boss is a very core part of kon's character to me, but i like thinking about how he probably has grown to respect tim so much he'd trust his life in tim’s hands.

Okay that's all i got for now >_> I have many thoughts about them all the time though

-As for how I think they'd get together? Probably my ideal scenario is at the end of the pre-new52/New Earth timeline, when Tim came back to the teen titans and Conner was figuring things out and they were there to reassure each other and idk watching the sunrise and then smooching and confessing would be cute T-T I think kon would probably initiate it but that's just me. Actually i have a whole comic/fic in my head about it Lol...but idk i might actually do something with it so i'll save that for laterrrr

#anyways i like them but nobody look at me they make me sappy and shy #i feel like im not really good at making headcanons #they just rotate violently in my brain #do these even COUNT as headcanons??? im bad at this #timkon #tim drake #kon el #dc #clam answers #kontent

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