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hello scu enjoyers here's a little r!charlie with cg!schlatt yesyes. it is set in a zombie apocalypse so trigger warning for non-graphic mentions of zombies and also a gun! i dont describe any blood or gore or anything dwdw - also maybe slight unreality for the line "was any of that real?" near the end
hope u enjoy <3
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“Oh, hey Charlie.”
Charlie’s head snaps up, meeting the eyes of a charming man standing behind the pristine counter of a little hole-in-the-wall bar that Charlie has never seen here before. His buttoned shirt is crisp, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he polishes a glass with a red rag. His apron is black and stainless. His hair is curled, his beard is groomed and well kept. His eyes are brown, and he smiles at Charlie as if nothing is wrong with the world.
“H-hey,” Charlie stammers. He looks up at the walls, the iron bars lining the entrance. He doesn’t remember walking inside, but here he is. The floor is strangely even, no plants, no rocks, no cracks. The groans of the infected outside seem so far away. “Hey- how do you know my name?”
The man’s smile does not change. His eyes flicker from brown to gold and back again. Charlie glances around the room. The light of the torches set in the walls is not comforting in the slightest.
“So,” the man sets the glass aside, slings the rag over one shoulder, and braces both arms on the counter. “Milk or juice?”
“What?”
“You look like you could use it,” he answers, simple as that. His fingers tap along the countertop. “Milk or juice?”
“What is going on, dude, how do y-”
“Milk,” he interrupts, eyes flickering again. Charlie shuts his mouth as the man’s expression changes just so, like a mountain challenging a pebble to a battle of might, or a sun backhanding a star out of the sky.
Then the man smiles again, simple as that. “Or juice?”
Charlie grips the straps of his backpack, a pebble, a pebble, a pebble. The groans of the infected feel like a hazy memory. He takes a step towards the counter, strangely uneven on the even ground.
“Juice, please,” he murmurs, taking a seat on one of the stools. It’s plush, comfortable, with a bar at the bottom for his feet. He swings them instead.
“Good choice,” the man praises, "now,” he laughs, “maybe this one’ll getcha. Bottle or cup?”
Charlie blinks. The mountain looms on the other side of the counter, with an amused smile on its face.
“Cup,” he answers, softer than he means to, but he can’t help it when he feels like a pebble, maybe all of four years old. The room gets hazy at the edges of his vision.
“Now, now, Charlie,” the man scolds lightly, almost teasing, almost stern, amused all around, “I think we both know the correct answer here.”
Charlie frowns, eyebrows furrowing. Was that not it?
“Cup, please,” he tries again.
The man tsks. “Charlie…”
He says nothing.
The man sighs.
“Tell you what, kiddo,” he leans over, sliding the glass easily off the counter and stowing it away underneath. He fishes around for something else, his smile still charming, his expression warm but oddly intense. “We’ll compromise.”
He returns with a dark green sippy cup with a light green lid. Two and a half hearts decorate the side, glaring up at Charlie. He looks away as the man retrieves another bottle from somewhere else. This one has a golden apple printed on the side.
“‘fraid apple juice is all we’ve got.”
Charlie shrugs. Apple’s fine.
The man smiles as he pours it, screwing on the cap and sliding it to him when it’s full. “Knew you’d be a good sport about that.”
Charlie wraps his hands around the sippy cup. It’s the perfect size to hold like this. His shoulders sag in relief, oddly comforted by this little bit of plastic.
“You’re doing so well,” the man praises. Charlie can’t help but preen at that a bit, turning the cup in his hands but not yet taking a drink. “I’ll step in as needed, but it’s quite honestly remarkable just how far you’ve come.”
Charlie tries to smile at him, tries to show he’s grateful.
The man chuckles, reaching over the counter to ruffle his hair. Charlie ducks away, swatting at his hand.
“Alright, well. You better scram, kid,” he reaches under the counter again, this time producing a gun. Charlie blinks. The haze in his head fades as he whirls around, spots five infected approaching. How did he not notice them getting so close?
“I’ll hold them off,” the man’s voice raises dangerously as he storms out of the bar with his gun, seizing Charlie’s collar and dragging him out with him, abandoning the bottle on the counter. He shoves him one way and fires the gun in the other, “go, kid. Go!”
Charlie stumbles, unsteady, but runs. He runs, ducking between infected and swerving around buildings and runs, fast as he can manage as they follow, running, groaning behind him, and he runs, and his foot catches a stone and he falls and he rolls and he-
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When he comes to, the sun is rising.
He jolts upright in bed. He’s home. He’s safe.
His jacket is pristine. There’s new patches on the elbows. There are no scuffs on his armor. His legs are fine, his heart is beating regularly, nothing is sore.
Cradled in his hand is a green sippy cup, decorated with two and a half hearts on the side that glare up at him.
He swallows.
Was any of that real?
He turns it over. There’s nothing inside, though taped to the bottom is a messy, scrawled note.
Keep it, it reads. Signed with a simple, -J
#mcyt agere#froggy drabbles#raaaarararararrrrr....#i gotta finish the video....#idk how to trigger warn so lemme know if you think this needs somethin else#I DIDNT MOVE OVER MY TAGS FROM MY FIRST DRAFT OF THIS. so im doing it now. nobody will read them but it's important to me that theyre here#something about trying to be comforted but everything is awful and uneasy and no matter how hard you try you just. can’t.#not vent regression not play regression but a secret third thing#i was saving this interaction for somethin else but i’ll use it here skdkfjf
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frank castle’s love language
In retrospect, the signs were there.
Frank brings coffee on late office nights. There’s a cup for Foggy too, but Foggy’s doesn’t come with two sugars and extra cream on the side.
On stakeouts, Foggy packs sandwiches—Karen neglects things like food when knee-deep in a case, but lately—
“I ate at home,” she says, so breezily Foggy doesn’t overthink it till later.
Then, when a rogue bicyclist crosses their path:
Before Foggy can blink, Karen’s pulled back, by—Foggy does blink, now—nothing more than Frank Castle’s finger, tugging her to him by her waistband.
And that small touch tells Foggy everything.
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I’m sleepy so I show you this.
I return with this
#radio rambles#random drabbles#answered asks#ty for the ask#he should stop lookin at me with them big ole eyes#Ty for the ask froggi!!#rottmnt#shitpost#unpause rottmnt#tmnt#rottmnt donnie
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There was a few things that Ozzie did for Fizzarolli, especially during his episodes. The ex-circus clown was still new to the ring and he still wasn't fully trusting just yet and their relationship was still fragile. The Sin already found himself over the moon for the ex-clown and he still had mixed feelings for the Sin. Which, again, he didn't blame. Walking around the ring, he heard a soft whimper. His feathers perked up and he looked around, looking into an alleyway and he spotted a small box. Coming towards it, he peered into it and he saw that there was a small queef, a white one which were rare to say.
The poor thing was shaking, it's back legs seemingly to be extremely small, like it hadn't grown properly and it made the Sin frown, feathers flicking in irritation. His hand reached down and the poor thing shook even more and he let out a soft coo, "Don't worry sweet thing, I won't hurt you."
And he wasn't. The tiny creature shook still but didn't seem too afraid. It sniffed at his hand before slowly pushing its head against his hand. He gently picked it up, his fingers stroking its head and took it back to his place. This little thing was going to be a surprise for Fizzarolli.
It took a while but he made sure that the queef had a check up. He found out that it was a girl and he grinned a bit. It turned out that due to not being taken care of properly, her legs wasn't able to grow properly and Ozzie had made a small set of wheels for her to run around in. During one night, he was awaken by Fizzarolli having an episode. Making sure he was wrapped up in the softest blanket they owned, he said softly for him to stay and that he has a surprise for him. And it didn't take him very long. He had been gone for a total of five minutes max and he came back with a small little albino queef with pinkish-red eyes. He held her out towards him and he watched the jester take her gently into his arms.
The little girl let out little buzzing squeaks, seemingly happy in his hold and nuzzled up against him. Ozzie watched him began to cry and laugh, promising to take care of her because they both were crippled. Not broken. And Ozzie made a silent promise to make sure that they both were taken care of properly. He felt himself smile even more lovingly as he was thanked by Fizzarolli.
"Of course Fizzy. Anything for you."
#`embodiement of lust` ozzie#his special froggie || FizzarollixOzzie || rubbcrhose#;; drabble#tw animal abuse mention#(for you opo <3)
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I’m finally done with all my mocks so I can hopefully get back to writing soon!
#not a reblog for once#froggi rambles#i have a few plans rn#i wanna write a drabble for 1660s menswear and keep editing my merchant au#i wanna revisit some of my other WIPs and start writing chapter two of my 1850s nyo engport au#too many ideas too little time 😔 at least the six weeks holiday is coming up
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good morning,,, i hope you all have a great day 💗
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Kento Nanami [Masterlist]
[*indicates NSFW]
Series
A Bento For Kento - ✨COMPLETE✨
The Apple of His Eye - ✨COMPLETE✨
Sweet Like Honey* - ✨COMPLETE✨
past lives - ✨COMPLETE✨
Drabbles & Imagines
He Adores You
When You're Drunk
Coworker Nanami
When You're Sick
Calling for Backup
Pillow Fort
Weddings
Hot Chocolate
Everywhere
Drunk in Love
From the Start
Valentine
Love Like You
PDA Part 1*
PDA Part 2*
Before a Business Trip*
What You Need*
When He's Mean*
When He Scowls*
Giving You a Massage*
Trying to Make a Baby*
Insatiable*
Dry Humping*
When He Gets Jealous*
His Watch*
Fucking Him Stupid*
Vacation Mode*
Touch Starved*
Being Rough With You*
When You Go Out Dancing*
Just One More*
Fortunate*
Craving Dessert*
Ugly Sweater*
Company Holiday Party*
Mirror Sex*
Distraction*
One-Shots
Afternoon in Heaven*
The Perfect Remedy*
Out of Time Part 1
Out of Time Part 2*
Business Trip*
Catching You Doing Something Naughty*
Leaving Him a Voicemail*
Teach Me, Senpai! - [Ino x f!reader x Nanami]*
Eggplant Parmesan*
A Helping Hand*
Requests
When You're on Your Period
Craving a Danish*
Daddy Issues*
Froggy Scrunchy
Moles*
Foot Fetish*
Sock Fetish*
Willy Warmer
First-born
Sundress for His Birthday*
husband!Nanami - Daddy Issues*
Having a Creative Partner
Calling Him "Pretty Boy"
Playing Cat and Mouse
Cherry Tomatoes
y2k karaoke party
"Sk8er Boi" by Avril Lavigne
"Promiscuous" by Nelly Furtado*
"Work Song" by Hozier
"Love Never Felt So Good" by Michael Jackson
"Kiss Me" by Sixpence None The Richer
"Glamorous" by Fergie*
Most of my work is explicit and NSFW, so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Do not plagiarize any of my works or translate without my permission.
#nanami kento#kento nanami#nanami smut#nanami kento smut#nanami x reader#nanami fluff#nanami masterlist#jujutsu kaisen
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Welcome to a fun little event where you get to ask for all sorts of filth! Spin the Wheel, Pick a Pedro Boy, and Get a Drabble! Bring your jammies, snuggle up in your sleeping bag, charge your favorite toys (just kidding) and come join me for some filthy fun with our favorite boys!
Bangathon requests are closed, thank you all for submitting your ideas!
Complete Bangathon Masterlist:
Jack “Whiskey” Daniels x Marcus Pike, Kneeling Reach-Around
Dieter Bravo x F!Reader, 69
Pero Tovar x F!Reader, Cowgirl
Jack “Whiskey” Daniels x Plus Size F!Reader, 69
Max Phillips x F!Reader, Reverse Cowgirl
Ezra x F!Reader, Spooning
Pero Tovar x F!Reader, Missionary
Francisco "Catfish" Morales x F!Reader, Cowgirl
Din Djarin x F!Reader, 69
Dieter Bravo x F!Reader, Snuggled Spoon
Francisco “Catfish” Morales x F!Wife Reader, Mermaid
Marcus Pike x F!Reader, Kneeling Reach-Around
Oberyn Martell x OFC, Sit on the Throne
Ezra x F!Reader, Advanced Crab Walk
Joel Miller x F!Reader, Blowjob
Javier Peña x F!Reader, Honey Bear
Francisco "Catfish" Morales x F!Reader "Ms Jackson", Seated Oral
Oberyn Martell x OFC, Snuggled Spoon
Ezra x F!Reader, Missionary with a Pillow
Marcus Moreno x F!Reader, Spooning
Dieter Bravo x F!Reader "Murch", Sit on the Throne
Javi Gutierrez x F!Reader, Honey Bear
Joel Miller x F!Reader, Snuggled Spoon
Dieter Bravo x M!Reader, Kneeling Reach-Around
Javier Peña x F!Reader, Octopus
Din Djarin x F!Reader, Sit on the Throne
Dieter Bravo x F!Reader, Honey Bear
Dieter Bravo x F!Reader, Froggy Style
Ezra x F!Reader, Honey Bear
#LJ's Bangathon 2023#come to sexy sleepaway came with me!#prolix fics#LJ's Bangathon 2023 Masterlist
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top surgery <3
Pairings: Frank Iero x [transmasc] Reader
Word count: ~ 500
Genre: Drabble / Comfort / Fluff
Summary: Sweet interactions between Frank and his boyfriend after the top surgery
requested by @sw33tsuccubus
["froggie you should totally write frank x transmasc reader who just got top surgery 😚 clingy frank whining about(...)"]
MASTERLIST
Despite the way your mind was hazy and cloudy because of the meds that had been injected into your bloodstream ever since you got out of the surgery, you still felt that sick sensation in the bottom of your stomach. Not to mention that the bed wasn’t as comfy as your own, and the restraints on your chest kept digging into the skin the wrong way.
“Baby,” Frank whispered, making your eyes avert to him—the room spun under your gaze until you focused on Frank. “Do you want water? Something to eat?” He asked softly as he reached out, his hand stroking your cheek.
At first, only a soft groan escaped your lips. It took a while to process what he said.
“I’m fine,” you mumbled.
Frank nodded faintly, observing you for a while until he started pouting. “Fuck,” he groaned, “I’m so happy for you, but I really want to cuddle you.” He grabbed your hand that didn’t have any IV lines attached to it and kissed your knuckles.
A chuckle escaped your lips—it was weak. “You’ll be able to do it soon,” you said, squeezing his hand. “Once I recover, you’ll be able to lay your head on my chest while I’m shirtless, and I’ll also be able to swim shirtless, or even just walk shirtless around the house, and wear all those shirts I want to…” You trailed off, grinning as you started thinking about all of it. It felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. A sensation of freedom and comfort.
Frank gasped. “That’s true! Can’t wait for that to happen!” His mouth opened and closed a couple of times as he thought, not knowing what to say as he imagined everything that you talked about. “I’ll be there with you during all of those. I’m so excited for that, baby, wow…” He seemed cute with that dreamy air on his face, smiling and looking at you with such lovesick eyes.
You smiled, not finding the strength to even chuckle this time. “Yeah,” you whispered, giving his hand a squeeze. “Also, this makes me very excited for bottom surgery as well.”
Frank gasped. “Oh my God, yeah! I can’t wait for that as well! Damn, (y/n) with a cock…” He mumbled as he trailed off in thoughts, and you would’ve laughed if you could. All you could do was observe him with a wide grin, rolling your eyes. “Baby, that’ll be so nice,” he mumbled quietly. “I can’t wait for it.”
The way Frank knew how much it all meant to you and was happy because of it made your heart flutter. He was such a good boyfriend…
“Yeah,” you whispered, squeezing his hand a little more. You couldn’t stop grinning.
‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿
#my chemical romance#frank iero#x male reader#x reader#transmasc reader#trans reader#frank iero x reader#mcr x reader#mcr#oneshot#imagine#scenario
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Huzzah, Sanders Sides agere!
I see both Patton and Roman as flips, and ship them heavily, so here's a drabble of headcanons! 🌟
cg!Patton and small!Roman
[art]
roman is a flip, and regresses to either 2-4 or 7-9 depending on the day!
lots and lots of outdoor play and adventures! but also a lot of quiet time indoors in patton's room whenever roman is upset.
patton provides roman with limitless amounts of crayons, chalk, paint, and anything his heart desires to create with. roman is EXTRA creative when he's tiny, tapping into that childlike whimsy again.
roman goes up to patton wanting fairy-tales be read to him, as the prince he demands it! (even though patton would read them to him no matter what.) roman's favorite is the storybook version of disney's beauty and the beast.
roman loves to watch every disney animated movie in huge marathons, and patton makes them popcorn and snacks for sometimes weekend-long regression and film binging sessions.
roman and patton both wear their onsies when they spend time regressing!
roman can sometimes get angry or really sad, and he throws big loud tantrums that tire him out really badly. patton waits them out patiently, then swoops him up to take to bed for snuggles and comforting words. other caregivers might call that behavior bratty, but patton understands it too well to ever be mad at roman, especially when he's small.
patton loves to play toys with roman, whether it's plushies or paper dolls or action figures, he really enjoys indulging roman's storytelling drive!
cg!Roman and small!Patton
[art]
patton is a flip, and both an age regressor and a pet regressor! he regresses to around 6-8, and he's a frog regressor.
pat is a hyper, and i mean HYPER kiddo, and it's even worse when he's in froggie mode.
roman loves to set up 'dates of fun' where he plans a whole list of activities to keep patton busy the whole day. he includes arts and crafts enough to fill up hours at a time, movies, books to be read to him, and much more. patton's energy is always wiped out by the end!
patton loves the winnie the pooh books when he's small, they're immensely comforting to him.
patton is VERY cuddly and affectionate during regression, and roman is definitely not complaining about the extra love!
patton mostly wears even comfier clothes than usual, like big sweaters over shorts or his onesie! roman does like to draw him into games of dress-up in the imagination, though, dressing patton in very nice princely clothing for them to play games in.
patton can occasionally involuntarily regress as well, and those are much less happy times. he gets very, very sad and gloomy, tending to stay in bed the whole day curled around his blankets with his pacifier.
roman tries to give him space when he needs it, but the moment patton asks for comfort, roman jumps to action to brighten his day in any way he can manage. patton may be very nostalgic, but how much he loves and is loved by roman helps keep him grounded during the bad times.
roman will take patton to the imagination and imagine up a biiiig pond or pool for him to play in in his smaller lilypadton form! lots of things to hop on and dive through.
lilypadton will try to hit roman in the face with his tongue, 100% of the time, roman better keep his reflexes good.
roman gives in to little patton's puppy eyes so easily that he regularly accidentally lets him eat himself sick on sweets and baked goods. "mom i phrew up" moments directed at logan galore between the two of them.
#royality#sanders sides agere#age regression#fandom agere#fandom age regression#agere headcanons#sfw age regression#sfw agere#sfw interaction only#sfw regression#baby regression#frog regressor#agereg#sfw agereg#tss agere#boards#headcanons
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lil decked out thing! if you don’t know what age regression is then don’t worry about it 👍👍
tw: panic attack. it was going to be small and then turned into the whole thing lol
The dungeon is flickering in and out of focus at the edges of his vision. “His” heartbeat ricochets off the icy walls around him, intense and drumming. His hands shake- his head whips around at what he thinks are ravager footsteps and turn out to be nothing.
Sneak, the dungeon hisses in its borrowed voice- it’s Tango but it isn’t isn’t isn’t-
Etho backs himself against the wall and sinks to the floor, taking heaving breaths. He didn’t mean to. He didn’t mean to! He wasn’t regressed when he came in, but now the fuzz is pushing into all his ability to problem solve and immediately gets flooded with fear- fear of death, the dungeon, of failure-
Deep breath. His hands are trembling but he manages to pull up Chat.
Treasure Hunter, announces the Tango-but-not voice. An ephemeral keyboard appears. He key smashes help and sends it, then buries his head in his arms and tries desperately to calm himself down.
Breathing. He can do that. He breathes and he waits, and he listens to the icy cold air of the dungeon.
He jumps when something clatters.
He looks up and left- there’s a pacifier sitting on a dip in the wall, gray with blue detailing.
Etho snatches it up, pulling down his mask and shoving it into his mouth. He puts his head down again and rocks back and forth. It’s helping. It isn’t. It’s helping, maybe.
Eternity passes. Then the wall on his right breaks open with a pickaxe and Tango stumbles into the dungeon next to him.
“I’m here!” his face is flushed, his chest heaving as if he ran here, (he probably did), “I’m here, Etho, I’m here.”
Etho reaches for him and Tango rushes forward to sweep him into a hug. His tail flicks out from under his coat, the fluff at the tip resting on Etho’s knee.
After a moment Etho pulls back. Tango does too, blue eyes flicking up and down, taking him in and pausing on-
Tango’s eyebrows furrow, more confused than angry, but Etho’s shoulders hunch up to his ears and he covers the pacifier with his mask as shame rolls over him in waves.
“Where’d you get that?” Tango asks, helping Etho up onto trembling legs. Etho points to the dip in the wall.
Tango frowns at the wall. “The game gave it to you?”
Etho nods.
“Huh,” Tango says. “Guess that’s where that shulker went, then, alright.”
He directs a smile Etho’s way and pats his arms. “This way to the exit, Buddy. I’ll give all your cards back and you can try again when you’re feeling big again, yeah?”
Etho nods. Tango pats his shoulder again and wraps an arm around his back to escort him out.
“You did a good job!” Tango praises, guiding them through a wall that opens right as they step up to it, “all the way to level two, that’s really impressive.”
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hello! ₍₍ ( ๑॔˃̶◡ ˂̶๑॓)◞♡ my name is dove, and i’m new to tumblr and its glorious anime fandom spaces, so i’m hosting this event in hopes of making some friends. i’ve seen some events around for milestones(?) and thought to myself, ‘why not introduce yourself that way, dove?’so here i am!
i’m taking some inspiration from other events i’ve seen in terms of games, but i’m hoping they’re still fun for everyone!
fandoms included in this event are BLUE LOCK, GENSHIN IMPACT, MY HERO ACADEMIA, TOKYO REVENGERS
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: some of the content for this event will be of the dark variety, however, all of it will be tagged. proceed with caution!
𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬:
• please be at least 18 years or older
• you may play all the games, but please don’t send in multiple requests for any of them, especially matches, spells, and froggy kisses!
• please be respectful of me and my lack of boundaries
• if you enjoy the event, give me a follow! (≧◡≦)
EVENT STARTS NOW & ENDS WHEN I WANT IT TO
event tag: doves welcome event✿
𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
(⋆◗̑◡◗̑)⸝♡⃛⸜(◖̑◡◖̑⋆) 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠
tell me a bit about yourself (hobbies), what you look like (aesthetic), and what you’re looking for in a partner (gender, fandom), and i’ll play matchmaker with you!
♡ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬
give me a character, how you love them, and/or how they love you, and i’ll create a love spell for you. example below:
BASIL TO FIND AND PROTECT LOVE; ROSE HIPS FOR GENERAL LOVE AND PEACE; ROSE QUARTZ FOR LOVE OF SELF ♡
★ note: though i do practice witchcraft, i am not an expert in any spells or the craft in general
*ೃ༄ 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐬
send me your fave and a vague physical description of yourself/oc and i’ll make a very rough sketch of the two of you! (i am not an artist, these are just quick little sketches from a reference with a messy watercolor brush). also, the froggy hat is not a must, but i can add it if you want! don’t forget to tell me who’s kissin’ who!
ex:
｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐭
pick any character from any of the fandoms above as well as a number shown below and i’ll reply with a short drabble/scene from my correlating prompt list! the hearts beside each number describe what kind of content the prompt is.
💛 fluff
❤️ smut
💙 darker content (pseudo-incest, dub-con, rough sex)
🖤 very dark content (non-con, monsterfucking)
{one❤️} {two💙} {three💛}
{four🖤} {five❤️} {six💛}
{seven🖤} {eight💙} {nine💙}
{ten💛} {eleven💙} {twelve💛}
{thirteen💛} {fourteen❤️} {fifteen🖤}
*if requesting ❤️💙or🖤, you must be off anon with an age in your bio!
i hope this can be a fun time for everyone, and i look forward to meeting you! (*^ω^*)
#bllk x reader#my hero academia x reader#tokyo revengers x reader#genshin impact x reader#I actually don’t know how to tag this sorry!#doves welcome event ✿
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*Throws a monstrosity I made at you and runs away*
Girl this isn’t a monstrosity this is ART
#/gender nuetral#this is beautiful#thank you for showing me this froggi#radio rambles#random drabbles#answered asks#Ty for the ask!
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a small drabble for @cherry-froggie for @favonius-library exchange event
The night sky is quite the scenery, the silence of the night along with the ruffles of nature as the wind brushes against the trees and grass complementing the galactic view above. This is the kind of view that brings peace and comfort to a distressed soul.
It is also what a wandering puppet loves the most.
As his footsteps lightly walked on the vast grasslands of Sumeru, he found himself attracted to a small patch of land in the middle of the river leading to the city. It was very simple, a lone tree on it and a crane stood next to the tree and giving it company with a few Zaytun fruits around the island. The puppet loved the simplicity and loneliness of the island and found himself making his way to it.
Sitting idly on the island, the puppet slowly found peace, peace in the land that took him in, peace in the people of Sumeru who accepted him and treated him with nothing but kindness and goodwill, peace in the silence and soft murmurs of nature.
"I never thought that someone would be here this late into the night."
The puppet looked back at the voice in shock, startled by the fact that someone managed to sneak up on him. He immediately got uo from his spot, completely facing the person who approached him.
"No need to be this shocked, I don't mean any harm." The person said, standing a distance away from the puppet.
"No one sneaked up on me before."
"Maybe you are just lost in thought. Besides this area is safe since it is so close to the city, you may see some fungi but they won't attack as long as you don't pose a threat to them."
The puppet looked at the person as they made themselves comfortable on the grass. Based off what they are wearing, he can tell they're an Amurta student from the Akademiya. He knows how difficult the courses are from what Nahida told him so he gets why someone would come here to take their mind off things.
"Nice to meet you hat guy, I'm (Name)" They said, looking up at the sky. He then walked over to them and sat nearby the student.
The student didn't say anything after.
The puppet found peace in the company, the young student understood the wandering puppet's silence. There is nothing like peace and quiet, the soft background noise of nature as your mind runs wild with thoughts or taking a break from life.
For the first time in a very long time, the wandering puppet looks out to see the student again.
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I am unstoppable now.
#not a reblog for once#froggi rambles#this is EXACTLY what I’ve been looking for for ages#it’s got chapters on everything like clothes houses education#and a nice index at the end of the sources used#I’m currently reading the section on clothing so stay tuned for a possible drabble about 1660s costuming later tonight
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Plants & Tantrums
Pairing: Dad!Ari Levinson x toddler
Summary: Ari tries to pick out a Mother’s Day gift, but his child has decided to make it extra hard for him.
Word count: 907
Warnings: angst, fluff, upset toddler
A/N: Even though I’m in a sappy mood, my blog is still an 18+ blog. Do not interact with it if you are a minor. A little Mother’s Day drabble that got inspired by the relentless toddler in the shop yesterday. I don’t do baby/toddler speech in my writing. Big thank you to @wakingbeauty and @dreamlessinparis for keeping up with me and my endless rambles about Ari.
This is not beta-read, all mistakes are my own.
It had started as a fun trip, Ari having buckled in his baby girl. She happily sang along to ‘I Had a Little Turtle’. Her red rain boot covered feet bounced along to the beat of the song as her little chubby hands acted out the dance she had learned from a family member.
Ari smiled as he glanced in the rearview mirror. His mini-me with a hint of her mother's charm sprinkled into her little frame. Parking in front of the garden centre. He unbuckled the toddler placing her on his hip. His arm held her firmly against him.
“Let’s go get mummy a nice gift. Nola, are you going to help me?” The little girl confirmed by nodding her head a little and giving him a wide grin.
He grabbed the sippy cup from the cup holder and walked toward the entrance. The heat from the greenhouse dome welcomed them and immediately warmed up their skin.
“Pretty flowers.” The small girl seemed to be in awe of the colourful plants filling the space. Ari placed her on the ground, following the toddler’s steps as she went.
Ari slowed down as a few items caught his eye. His focus shifted away from the roaming toddler. Picking up a few plants as he went, eyeing the green item for a closer inspection.
He wondered if his significant other would enjoy this one or if there would be another one she would love more. The bucket with pink assorted flowers looked beautiful as well. Or would she prefer some fruit trees and vegetable plants for the produce garden she had set her mind on?
A loud tin sounded crash was heard and he immediately was brought back to his conscious mind. Eyes darting from left to right trying to find Nola.
“Nola?” He repeated a few times as he searched the centre. Heart pounding as he couldn’t find her. He would not be forgiven if he lost her while gift shopping.
Relief washed over him as Nola finally came in sight. Happily sitting amongst the tin frogs. Some had fallen, but it hadn’t seemed to interrupt her play. The bright green colour of the frog was almost blinding, but it only had attracted the toddler toward the welded garden object.
His baby bunny was the best little thing that had ever happened to him. With a smile, he approached the toddler. Cleaning up the fallen items and ignoring the scoffs and huffs from other customers.
“Daddy? Frog?”
“Yes sweetheart, a frog, now let us get everything cleaned up. Then you’re going to help me pick out a plant for mummy okay?”
“Okay.” She nodded, helping the best she could placing the item back with the other. “Bye froggy.”
Ari’s patience ran thin when Nola started acting up. Though it was his fault that he couldn’t make up his mind. A rushed decision was made, with a vegetable plant and a small fruit tree in tow he urged the toddler towards the exit.
“Daddy, I want water.” The demand had been clear.
“Let’s go pay, then I can give you the cup,” Ari answered, not being able to reach for the cup hanging from his back pocket. Nola wouldn’t be able to reach for the cup even if she tried her best.
Waterworks started as Ari kept walking. The sobbing child stomped after him and suddenly screeched loudly clawing at his jeans. Fisting the material with her little hands.
Balancing out the two buckets of greens in one arm. He tried to lift Nola by her arm. She didn’t seem to enjoy the action and weighted herself down. Impressively strong for her age as she fought his grip.
The tears seemed to keep falling as Ari let go of her arm. Nola dramatically threw herself to the floor and rolled around. Ari sighed heavily placing the buckets on the floor and picking up Nola.
Heaved sobs coming from her chest as he grabbed her hot pink miracle cup that hang off his jeans. She grabbed the handle and threw it across the room.
“That’s it,” Ari spoke, setting Nola back down. Loud whales erupted once again as Ari walked away from her to get her cup.
With some quick effort, he set the chosen garden items on the counter. He turned to get Nola only to find her missing again. Her upset cries gave away her exact location. Making him rush through the aisles of the store.
With every passing minute, he applauded his partner more and more for keeping up with these tantrums. He took a deep breath to calm his irritated nerves, rounding the corner to find Nola hugging the welded frog-shaped garden statue. The yellow raincoat and red rain boots matched hers.
The small chatter of Nola warmed his heart. Appreciative of being gifted a child, a girl, from his favourite girl. Both had him wrapped around his finger.
“You want to have that frog don’t you?” He sighed, crossing his arms. He wouldn’t be able to say no to his baby bunny. Not when she was this upset with her tear-stained cheeks. The teary child looked at him hugging the frog even tighter to her chest. “Fine, let’s go get it and go back to surprise mummy!” He picked her up once more. Drying her cheeks with the leftover tears and kissed her head.
Shopping for Mother’s Day certainly had been an interesting one this year.
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