#i become putty

[fatuismooches]

Reader is always sitting on dottore’s lap.. but what if dottore say on readers lap instead?I love the idea of reader holding one of the segments while they work just sitting on their lap <3 They will get antsy and flustered but you can easily fix that with a peck!! 😌

Something about being close and up and personal with dotty makes me feel so fuzzy and warm! I want to cup his face, kiss him all over, tell him I love him again and again!!! I just really really love the closeness for dottore :(

This goes for the segments as well because they deserve all the love too. Especially webttore!! Give that man a hug during one of his passion rants, no questions asked just do it.

And when I think of akademiya zandik & reader, I think of so much BECAUSE THAT WAS THE HONEYMOON PHASE!!!!! Just two dorks being in love and defending each other and trusting one another. Imagine reader with zandik after he tells them a bit of his past, his childhood, (A bit OOC but perhaps that could be the first instance where reader sees zandik cry for the first time..?) with reader reassuring him whilst embracing him.

I’d love to come back here and talk more!! Can I please become 🎨 anon? I do have troubles with speaking so I am sorry if this is a bit wonky. :1

There are certain words that you simply do not refer to Il Dottore as. Cute and submissive are two of these words, but you? You use them anyway. Because they are cute and submissive when they're all comfortable (although terribly embarrassed and defensive) in your lap. In the beginning, when you suggest the idea, Dottore and the other segments laugh at you because they think it's an amusing joke but, nope, you're 100% serious. It takes... a lot of perseverance and bothering and begging and pleading but!! Soon you'll have the segments fighting over who gets to sit in your lap, because well... it's comfy and soft and they get to be held by you for hours on end as they do their work... (Prime and Omega are obviously the last to give in, their egos are not handling this embarrassing treatment.) You always wrap your arm around him and ask him about his work! Giving him kisses when he starts to get irritated and working your hands into his shoulders and back... :( You're good at repelling the oncoming stress and headaches in this position.

Webttore's ego literally blows up whenever you show such blatant affection and interest in his rants, like yes please keep indulging because he WON'T stop as long as you keep doing it. You could be on the verge of falling asleep and all you hear is him continuing to tell his stories in the background. He wouldn't even notice at first because he gets very into his storytelling as to how he casually demolished a few dozen camps of enemies but then he realizes you aren't commenting anymore... oh you fell asleep :( all of this was probably too much for you to handle all at once...

HONEYMOON PHASE AKADEMIYA ZANDIK AND YOU... :( ugh you're so right 🎨 anon. That was when times were so much simpler... sure school is a pain but!! It was fun. It was when you two found love. Finding comfort, finding each other. It was when you two could simply be Zandik and [Name], no other titles getting in the way.

Zandik despised opening up about himself, much less his past so, he'd only tell you after like many years, and even then he kept it brief and acted like he didn't care and it didn't affect him, because he didn't want to be pitied, he doesn't want your comfort. And so you don't push the topic, but you know he was hurt by it, hurt by being called a monster since birth, being run out by the people who were supposed to be family. So when he does end up crying about it, you don't say a word, you just hold him even as he tries to cover it up, even as he curses you for being like this, because you love him.

#smooches talks #🎨 anon #dottore love notes <3 #THIS WASN'T WONKY AT ALL. I LOVED IT SM!! #put il dottore on your lap right now!! this instant!! #he becomes putty in ur arms its actually so embarrassing for him babygirl behavior tbh #you are so real for this 🎨 anon. being up and close and personal with dottore is so cute. he deserves all the kisses #i am like very tiny so this probably wouldnt work well for my 4'9 ass but yk i can dream. 😭

[sketchy-tour]

Accidently turned my little moment into a small break! Didn't mean to be so quiet on the blog haha. But I've been watching a show while I wait for the WH update and aaaaaugh. I would post doodles but it'd be so unlike my usual WH stuff.

But Moral Orel has taken up so much of my thoughts. I'll be back to my regular shenanigans soon. Just feels nice to doodle some other stuff for a moment.

#text post #just rambling #im not dead!!! #Orel Puppington is my son now btw my sweet baby summer child. my precious sunflower. i adore him with my whole heart he is my SON!!!! #Started the show having a fondness for Clay but boy that CHANGED #Favorite is no longer Clay Puppington. Reverend Rod Putty is my new favorite I love and adore him kiss his silly face #anyway!!! no one cares!!!! haha #call this a multifandom blog and then become too scared to let it BE a multifandom blog #oh btw!!! waving at all my new followers!!!! hello!!!!!!! #boy I got quite a few new ones #welcome welcome!!!

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[bobmckenzie]

he could ask me to run someone over and i'd probably do it if he gave me those puppy dog ass eyes

#like i think if he looked at me like this i would literally become putty :\ #sorry im extra extra EXTRA in my bob feelings today. even when i woke up i could just tell it was gonna be a yearning day lol #caitiechat #peanut butter and jelly donut

[saintblk]

aomine daiki has a praise kink and doesn’t know it.

#aomine x reader #aomine smut #i should not be thinking about this #cause like #imagine him coming home from a game #and you tell him how well he did and how great he played #that he deserved to win and he works so hard #that no one deserves to be where he is more than him #and he just becomes putty in ur hands #giving sub!aomine #꒰ slim’s thots ꒱

[andreabandrea]

So, I am absolutely not the smartest Undertale or Deltarune theory crafter out there, not by a long shot. But sometimes I think about how I called it with regards to the abilities of the red soul without really trying to.

In early 2018, I wrote a (too-edgy, really) story called 'Unname the Fallen' in which a post-No Mercy route Frisk learned magic when starting a new run through the Underground (in the interest of not rambling about my unfinished fic and making this post even longer, I'll leave it at that).

(I later deleted it because I was embarrassed by the Ow The Edge factor.)

In the fic, Toriel was teaching Frisk how to use their newfound magic.

“I believe a stick is a wonderful idea! The ability to summon multiple will come in handy. Perhaps one day you will encounter multiple dogs who want to play fetch. You’ll need lots of sticks for that,” she said. It took a moment to resume her pedantic, teacherly front rather than her dorky mom side. “… Anyway.”

(Excerpt from Unname the Fallen.)

She taught them that every different soul color has a type of magic associated with it, and that magic can be projected onto other beings.

For example, blue souls could make others turn blue (like the way Papyrus could. Even though he had a monster soul, monsters could use magic associated with soul colors-- like Undyne turning you green, and Muffet turning you purple, and so on).

Now, every soul color in Undertale has a sort of virtue associated with it, right? Cyan is patience, yellow is justice... we learn these from the 'ball game', but we never learn one for the red soul. Fan theories have gone around on the red soul's true nature. 'Hope'... 'Determination'...

And smarter people than me, again, have written about how it's unlikely that the red soul is 'determination', since all human souls have determination. So I interpreted the red soul as 'individuality'. "Try as you might, you continue to be yourself," the ball game says. "Despite everything, it's still you."

"But Andrea," you're saying, "other theory crafters suggested that already! You didn't come up with that!"

You're right, I didn't. But what I did come up with is how 'individuality' could be projected onto another being.

You might think that turning another soul "red" would just give them freedom to move around the box however they want (and possibly to grow little legs and flee from combat). The way I interpreted it is that projecting red soul magic onto a monster is that it gives you control of them. You project your individuality- your will- onto them.

This time, red bathed the monster slowly, spreading like a disease. Its little arms became immobilized, and it tried to run, but then its legs followed suit. Something interesting: now they could feel everything it felt. The pounding in its chest. The wideness of its beady eyes. [...] They moved Ice Cap’s legs as if parts of their own body-- no magic words, no moving their own arms, they were simply able to turn it around and walk it toward them like a remote-controlled toy. Its face was frozen in fear at what was happening to it. They walked it around more, experimentally, even making it jump and crouch.

(Excerpt from 'Unname the Fallen'.)

Using the power of the red soul, Frisk was able to control monsters. It was a power unique to them-- unique to the soul. This, rather than the red soul being 'individuality', is what I think I predicted.

Later that year, in 2018, Deltarune Chapter 1 was released. And we learned that Kris is possessed by the red soul, which is controlling them.

And in 2021, with Deltarune Chapter 2 and the weird route, we learned how the red soul can be used to manipulate monsters-- even when the host is down.

Granted, the red soul didn't literally possess Noelle and make her walk around against her will, but it did command her nonetheless.

I'm sure I'm not the first one who came up with the idea. The Undertale community is full of extremely clever and creative people, and like I said, others had thought of the red soul as 'individuality' before me.

I'm not trying to claim to be the first one to come up with this idea, and I certainly don't think I came up with it before Toby himself or anything. I just remembered my old fic the other day and I thought it was funny, so I wanted to post about it.

"Why are you only posting this if you think it's funny?" Because it's my blog. You're at the circus, you might as well watch the clown dance.

BONUS:

“I am sure you are aware of auras. Most humans cannot see them. They are extensions of the soul. The auras of humans are quite powerful because you have physical forms,” she said.

^ Excerpt from Unname the Fallen, early 2018.

^ Screenshot from Deltarune Chapter 1, late 2018.

The idea of Frisk using magic came from screenshots of early builds of Undertale in which Frisk could use a 'spell' command.

'Talk' was later changed into 'Act', of course, and 'spell' was never implemented. We do know that humans can use magic in some capacity, since they sealed the monsters underground with "a magic spell".

With more chapters of Deltarune upcoming, and many questions still surrounding Hometown and the nature of magic in the light world, I'm excited to see more regarding magic and the red soul in the future.

This has been me rambling over a now-deleted fanfic, thanks for reading if you made it this far.

#bandrea blabbers #please dont be weird or mean on this post. #the fic had some really good moments like chara becoming revived as a sort of gloopy amalgamate human soul putty thing #or flowey telling frisk that wizards always look old because using magic decreases the amount of life you have left on this planet earth #i also wrote like 10k words in a single day because this fic made me so hyper. good times.

[strangledlullaby]

a strangled red hc i have is that steven and mikes parents are not present because they travel a lot to other regions for their jobs and as a result mike chose to not become a pokemon trainer when he was younger because he didnt want to leave steven alone (then when steven becomes a pokemon trainer he suggests that mike could come with him since he does feel a bit bad about mike missing out on it initially)

#pokepasta #strangled red #strangled red mike #strangled red steven #its still headcanon when its basically just my own version of the strangled red story where i am stretching 'canon' like putty right #and their current fate? who knows lol mikes an adult by the time strangled reds events begin so theyd jst b living on their own probably #tbh both started kind of late when the minimum age you can become a trainer is 10-11 #but other games some of the trainers are 14 so whatevr. in strangled red whats Canon-canon is messed with anyways #i actually did want to write smth related to this hc (the one the post is about not my tag rambling) #it was kind of a mike pov of him growing up trying to be a good brother leading up to. You Know #but i kind of ran out of steam and havent had the spoons to come back to it cuz immm not a writing pro <3 #me when i want to make strangled red content so bad but im not good at making thecontent

[digitalsymbiote]

I appreciate your desire to see the tail used as a way to move and control another. Woefully under utilized.

It's SO GOOD, god

Like, a friend of mine did that to me a while back and I just Melted.

#seriously #i will literally become putty in your hands #brain off #no thoughts head empty #s13 answers

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

#badfinger #suitcase #midnight special #1973 #pete why do you have to look so graceful just standing there like that #why is it satisfying to my brain to see him like that #it's the same feeling as #ummmm #those satisfying gifs of like #squishing and stretching putty and things like that #that's- #i don't know why that came to mind #but #that's what pete is to me #the same brain feeling i mean #except i am the putty when i see him #i collapse to the floor and become a soft pliable goop #the same happens when i hear his voice

[batqueers]

i have been recently too jokingly mean and it terrifies me

#sometimes i am putty #and that is not a good thing #and the meanest people in my life leave incureable impressions on me #and i am becoming once again a bad dog #obscurus.txt

[ritoryb]

i kind of love the ancient (adj) xiv posts they are so silly

#ancient (adj) lmao #chirping sounds #that said i feel like my brains been putty since i showed up in like #totally different timezone so. this may become formative as it resolidifies #guy who showed up post-ancients(noun) #unrelated but just had the most messed up dream.

[baggy-holmes]

calling me cute pet names is the way to my mf heart

#baby #love #princess #literally any of them #i will melt #become putty in your hands #i’m a simple girl

[tvrningout-a]

i feel the need to remind y'all that even though yu's fc has short hair, my boy has long hair that he typically keeps in a neat ponytail! and though his bangs look messy, it's 100% on purpose :' ) he takes a lot of care with his appearance bc it just! makes him feel good! to take care of himself! he may not take his well-being into consideration most days, but he does treasure his me-time when he's just taking care of his hair and skin. it's very soothing uvu

#your muse playing with yubari's hair....... oh he'd become putty/fall asleep in their hands #also!! baths with yubari!! the intimacy of being close and helping each other wash!! #laughing bc he's so sorry he got soap in their eye and it's cute how worried he is!! #y'all i'm soft i love this overgrown lizard #headcanons | yubari #okay perhaps i actually do some productive stuff now asdf

[vampyrsm]

me comin back to tell u guys i didnt block that guy who ghosted me, instead i got used for nudes and now im fr being ghosted

this is my final straw actually

#— alex rambles #i knew it'd happen anyway #im just dumb #and become putty when some1 says nice things to me ok #LMAOOO fuck

[wellitsjustmeagain]

If I ever end up dating someone in the future I'm just going to be SO insufferable after I finish hard stuff/days at work. I can already tell.

Like, all I wanna do is snuggle up close, please. 💕

#I took Monday off even and this still felt like a crazy week. 12 hours yesterday reviewing a web page for launch 😩 #chaos #whoops #Also hit me with a 'I've got you' and I WILL become putty #so sleepy so cuddly

[sylphtear]

I miss RPing :( I have this urge to write but not an isolated story all on my own. I'm kind of in a slump when it comes to that sort of thing. So many ideas and concepts whooshing around my brain but no idea how to convey them neatly.

#van thoughts #being an adult with adult things to do is sad sometimes #after work i just wanna become a pile of putty #maybe that's another problem i need to look into because my energy levels are questionable

[starcchild]

conflicted - ikau one-shot

"Hey, Carter, look at me."

She flinched as Quentin cupped her face with both hands, but his grip only tightened. Not enough for it to hurt, but enough for her to stay. Enough for her to turn her gaze back to his - to see a softness in his gaze she... still wasn't sure how to feel about. Even despite the way her heart seemed to skip a beat. Despite the way her stomach twisted.

Were those good feelings? Bad? She could never tell. But... she wanted to think they were good.

Though the way her stomach coiled as he ran his thumb across her cheek threatened to make her think twice if she let herself focus on it.

"You've got me," he reminded quietly. His gaze never wavering from hers. "The others clearly don't care, but I do. Screw the Avengers - you don't need them. You can still be Iron Man without 'em. I'm telling you, sweetheart, you can walk away. It could be you and me, you know. We could be heroes together. Wouldn't that be better?"

God, a part of Carter was tempted to agree. To leave the Avengers and strike it out with Quentin, or even just on her own. She could still be Iron Man - she didn't need to lose who she was by walking. Yet... there was a tightness in her chest that made her heart hurt. A panic that seemed to seep through her mind like ice - threatening to take hold if she so much as even entertained the idea further. As desperate as she was to leave the moniker behind... she couldn't. It was who she was, regardless of whether or not she wanted it. She was Iron Man. And...

She was an Avenger. Even if she didn't want to be. She couldn't just leave them like that, even if she could be replaced. Even if they didn't care.

And she'd be lying if she said there wasn't something about Quentin's insistence that made her nervous. Even if she did everything she could to ignore it. Because he meant well - he did. She... knew he did. He was just... intense. Focused on his goals. Determined to leave his mark on the world by doing good.

She needed to believe that he meant well--

"I--" Carter swallowed thickly, and let out a shaky breath as his thumb gently ran over her cheek once more. As he tilted her chin up. "It would be, but..."

His gaze darkened, and he stifled a sigh. "But you won't leave." His voice was quiet, but... colder. Heavy with disappointment. Though, even as he still held her face in his hands, his grip never tightened like she always expected. Never turned painful. "Carter--"

"I... I want to," she interrupted - her voice rising in a near-desperation for him to believe her. An apology burning in the back of her throat. "I... I do, but I can't... I can't just..." She inhaled sharply, and felt a funny sense of relief as Quentin's expression seemed to soften. "I- I can't... just lea-leave, Quen. It's- it's not--" Control it. "It's... not that simple. But if I-- If I could..."

He said nothing, and instead leaned forward and pressed his forehead to hers. But her heart only lodged in her throat, and she fought the urge to pull away from him. Unable to understand why she felt so conflicted when it came to his touch.

"You can," he murmured, "but alright. We can drop it for now. I just need you to know you're only hurting yourself by staying. They don't care about you, Carter, you've said that yourself." He went quiet for a moment, and he bumped his nose against hers. "You know I care about you, right?"

Do you? she wanted to ask, but held her tongue. Unsure if she should just kiss him to get him to drop it, or try - again - to get him to actually listen to her about why she struggled so much with the idea of leaving. But... "I know," she rasped. "I know you do, Quen. And I'm sorry, I just--"

With a quiet hush, Quentin kissed her, and it took everything in Carter not to recoil. To shove down the hurt as she closed her eyes and returned it slowly. To ignore how much she wanted this to be different. That he loved her the way she--

Did she even love him?

"You can stay with me tonight," he said quietly as he pulled away from her, though still cradled her face in his hands. "Give yourself time to think about it away from them. I could use your help anyway with this stupid program."

Carter ignored how her stomach twisted and her heart studdered, and gave a small nod in response. Unwilling to figure out how she felt about him. "Yeah. I... I can do that." It was easier to focus on work. Easier to distract herself that way. To ignore her conflictions as she gingerly pulled back out of his grasp. "Thank you, Quen."

He smiled, and she wasn't sure if it made her want to stay, or if she should--

"Anything to distract you, sweetheart."

Quentin's smile widened, and she decided then that the kind look in his eye was enough to make her want to stay. Enough for her to ignore how she still felt conflicted. To ignore the quiet worry in the back of her mind that he might be caring about her for all the wrong reasons. Because... he was the only one who cared. He was, and it was just her mind playing tricks and telling her otherwise. He was different. He was--

Carter forced a smile back, and followed him inside.

#((my brain is putty but my muse is high so y'all get to deal with my fic bits #while i try to get myself to refocus back on doing replies again sfdgjhkfd #this weekend is just gonna be a drag for me with work ahah #but yeah i just;;; still gotta do the rewrite so I'm lowkey fixated on that atm #which is why i wrote this real quick sfdgjhgsdf #maybe one day it'll become a full fic #but probably not dfsgkjhsdfg)) #mun writes #ikau things #c; Quentin Beck #abuse tw