#this is long nd rambly sorry

[starry-bi-sky]

i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.

He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.

And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.

And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.

Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.

Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."

There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.

It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.

Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.

At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.

"Do you like to do anything?"

Nothing. Just silence.

Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.

Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.

Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.

And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.

He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.

Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.

So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.

"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"

"Don't."

He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.

Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"

"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."

It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"

The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."

Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."

And they fall back into silence.

Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."

He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.

(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)

At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.

Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.

("Tucker told me once--") ("Tucker?") ("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")

(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)

(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)

It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."

The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."

The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.

When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.

Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.

"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."

When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.

Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc prompt #man i just really need more dpdc stuff where danny and bruce have a good relationship. like man i NEED it. like i need to see these two #bonding together. and not in a cracky 'oh danny is a distant friend/cousin/etc' stuff but like. active participants in each other's lives #or as active as can be in this case. i neeeeed these two getting along and caring about one another #this idea came to me like last night and hasn't left since nd it was driving me up the wall to think about both positively and negatively b #i neeeded someone to hear about this or i was gonna implode #danny is the first son #tried to just get the general gist of the idea down but i definitely thought of the idea that bruce lowkey suspects vlad for having a hand #Vlad allows Danny to sneak off because he thinks Danny is alone. if he knew Bruce was there he'd be piiisssed and would put a stop to it #Sam and Tucker are alive they just got ghosted for a bit by danny bc he was in Major Grief and didn't wanna socialize. He couldn't go to #them because he didn't wanna put them in danger via Vlad. #oh that thing he handed Bruce? Yeah that's his ghost core. I have a headcanon (that isnt always applied) that ghosts can take their cores #out of their bodies at will and painlessly and without issue. and its common practice actually to do so bc they can be a not insignificant #distance away from said core before problems start to act up. and its common for ghosts to leave their physical cores at their lairs for #safekeeping because as long as the physical core is fine: so is the ghost. they can reform if their body gets destroyed. it also acts as a #fast travel sometimes. where they can reform at their core in an instant. its not inspired in the slightest by SU but i do see the overlap #most cores are pretty small for safety sake: its harder to hit if its small. and they're pr resilient too but its better to be safe than #sorry. so yeah. danny essentially gave bruce the physical embodiment of his soul and indirectly said #'if anything happens to me at least i'll be safe with you' #danny doesn't know he's batman btw #starry rambles. #was gonna go into danny becoming a vigilante beside bruce but im sleeeepy so i'll do that in a reblog. he's gonna go by nightingale if #anyone is interested. stereotypical but to be frank it is a *good* name imo. has a good amount of syllables and consonants to it #and the bird theme. and since its part of an ancestral name it has even more backing for it being bird-y without being meta

[yellowhearther0]

woaugh no way is that THE cranboo in 2023.....

[like + rb mayb?]

#sagittarius.txt #mcyt #ranboo #art tag #dsmp #again ive been sat on this one for a BIT now lol #still think its cute tho cranboo my cranboo ur my cranboo say it to me #thsi was just like a whole experiemnt. tbh. with the colors nd also in design #my line of thinking was post revival iirc. but like. recovered from being revived and adjusted nd stuff #but i wanted to keep the dyed hair so. bam #also i think cranboo would be able to ROCK bangs ok im just bad at drawing them #i prolly should of added more tear scars but like. oh well. im not changing it now ToT #i think this was the first time id drawn short hair on them in AGES lmao #long hair cranboo 4ever amen #ah. erm. sorry for rambling </3

[caruliaa]

actually hi asking the probably niche (but ik it exists!!) overlap of the starkid/hatchetfield fans and swifties the taylor songs u associate with the hatchetverse ships/couples (and why if u wish) bc im curious abt it :3 (in the tags on the post in the replies wherever)

#hi !! :3 also okay not the only songs id associate for each ship but like. #picking one id say timeless for paulkins i think this love for barneston #miss americana for lautski and midnight rain for hollowduke #<- might elaborate on why or give other songd later if i have the time #but i also think those song choices r pretty self explanatory yk #but anyway ya and like. it doesnt have to be just those ships yk like. #so long it is not anything like. in.cest or snth like tht yk its literally fine even if i dont ship it #ur thoughts r welcome…. #starkid #taylor swift #hatchetfield #paulkins #lautski #barneston #holloduke #lexthan #<- is tht the lex nd ethen ship name i do not really know sorry #flappy rambles #also il there r other ships i just rly dont know their ship names. sorry.

[captainshyguy]

forgive my insane 5am posting but why did that terrible amaz*n show take all of saur*ns cuntiness away????? why is he a boring bland looking white guy why did they do that

#now the reaspnable response to this post is WHAT CUNTINESS ARE U INSANE HE'S AN EYE #and my defense is that i read the silmarillon years ago i was THERE #HE WAS A M*IA BEFORE....PEOPLE GENERALLY DEPICTUED THOSE SUPER FAIR AND WITH VERY LONG HAIR #AND HE SPECIFICALLY CHOSE A VERY FAIR DISGUISE WHEN MANIPULATING THE MEN OF NUMEN*R #I SAW ALL THE FANART!!! HE WAS CUNTY #like im sorry if he doesnt look gnc af then whats the point #where's the fiery orange long hair. the eyelashes #HE WAS M*RGOTH'S MANIPULATE MALEWIFE. #MAIR*N!!!! ANNAT*R!! NOT HALBR*ND!!!! #luke rambles #im censoring thi the best i can so those fans wont bite my head off gdngkjngdgkds #like god i hate the ship of him with g*ladriel too like. INCORRECT #STRANGE AND WEIRD

[maisydels]

would you guys still like me if i became a danganronpa fan (again)

#long story short i made a contract with my gf #and she has to play all of danganronpa while i have to play p5r #i havent gotten into that yet since it runs slow on my pc but #watching her play dr made me wanna play too (nd i did) and oughhh i really really like murder mysteries.. #there are a lot of flaws and plot holes in the games but the cast are really unique #and the character designs are really good too i love them #sorry for the ramble i kinda wanna draw fanart of it augh #mels ramblings

[cloudy-dayys]

thinkin bout. 2 gay alternates kissing. holding hands. developing their relationship nd morality. one is in pursuit of gabriel and wants to kill him/every other alternate and the other still worships gabriel and will do whatever he says and so these 2 most likely have a long drawn out hard battle that ends in heartbreak and close to death bc their goals and life clash at this peak. but then they kiss again....

#tanner talks #OBVIOUSLY thinkin bout T nd watchman's dynamic #T: hey so i need to kill gabriel. i will have his head on a stick and nothing can stop me #watchman who is conflicted with this info nd knows he needs to kill T to protect gabe: ok so ur about to hate me but- (ATTACKS) #ough..... theyre both distraught nd conflicted nd T is like please i dont want to hurt you dont make me do this #nd theres so much tears nd heartache in the battle but also a longing sense of softness and hesitation #(pats my face) these 2. oh my gawdddd. i think about this scenario sm bc its gonna come up as a conflict sooner or later #and it could make or break em.... #i think about em so often...... #or when T is successful in killing gabriel then how does watchman react... #T: (holding gabe's head in his hand and bloody and almost dead) i did it. #watchman: (UTTERLY HORRIFIED.) #nd then how that conflict would pan out... #T is just i did this for you and for every innocent person and for me and i love you #and watchman is just you killed my lord nd my father. if you loved me why didnt you listen to me #STAWWWWPPPPP IM THINKING BOUT THIS SM MAYBE THEY WOULD FIGHT AGAIN... OH LORDDDDD #i want these 2 to just kiss nd hold nd melt into each other and have so many emotions..... #maybe have a kid they share bc they both kill 6 and are able to get some kids back.... idkidk.... #SORRY im rambling sm..... these 2 gay demons oh lord....

[imabiscuitinthousandworlds]

welcome to a new episode of "crisis", today about researching inattentive adhd and trying to find out whether you're being rational or trying to find excuses-

#like i literally cannot tell if i just desperately try to fit into those symptoms so i can research a lil more #or even talk to my parents about it (i mean my mum already suggested maybe seeing a psychologist or sumn?) #or if im just having problems bc information comes really easily to me so i never had to learn to Learn shit so now idk how to study #and i just need more self discipline. and tryna find excuses #im looking at these Common Symptoms and im simulataneously hoping to find myself in there and also hoping so badly that not #welcome to the new struggle in a bonus episode: do neurotypical ppl think so hard abt this? is it just puberty?? Am I Neurotypical??? #i cannot tell and its currently driving me mad im sorry #i just need to vent somewhere #a biscuit's rambles #and i dont think my irls would get it #like i SAID i dont wanna self diagnose and just look that places for solutions to my problems but. BUT #idfk anymore #or with stimming. i think im doing that? but idk if ive just let my impulses take over bc Tumblr Influence (it rly does affect my mindset) #or if its like. idk. you know what i mean #CANT THERE BE AN EASY WAY TO KNOW IF YOURE ND OR NOT??? #i just. i just wanna know. FUCK now im way too deep into this shit again #these tags are so fucking long lmao #help :') #ANYWAY dyknow how i got back into this crisis? fanfic blorbo with adhd got to me LMAO #anyway. sorry to everyone who had to see this #im just a confused something #also please make puberty illegal i cannot tell what im feeling anymore ever

[ginkgo-phyta]

I'm back again 😅

Hopefully, I'm not the only person with this opinion, but how do you think Spencer would react if his significant other told him that they thought he looked hot with his bulletproof vest on? 👀

omg is this injured spencer request anon?? I NEED TO KNOW im so sorry if it's not tho, whoever you are thank you so much for coming back!! i love you with all my heart you should use a special emoji as like ur own lil signature! :D

okay so i wanted to try blurb(?) format but mmm okay not really cuz just a wall of text was stressing me out but this is def more informal than my other work (look no capital letters!) and because i love you so much i present two scenarios for you :P... i cant fight this feeling anymore guys he rlly is so hot in his vest im becoming my most feral self grrrrr RAH RAH ALRIGHT hope you enjoy, my love!

OKAY SO SPENCER REACTING TO YOU TELING HIM HE'S HOT IN HIS FBI VEST gn! reader, fluff, second scenario a little steamy in tone but nothing explicit just h*rny vibes, no other warnings

if you weren't a profiler: you'd never thought about it before- spencer in his bulletproof vest. sure, you knew that his job required him to go into sticky situations where the prospect of gunfire was imminent and he would have to wear proper equipment, but you never put two nd two together. you never even thought of a kevlar vest as something that could be hot...until you saw a picture of him wearing it.

"what the hell is that." you blurt out, voice serious with hints of concern.

"huh?" spencer's as clueless as ever, a little worried about your reaction. he was just showing you random photos his team members had taken over the years, all printed out for easy viewing courtesy of the ever-so-accommodating penolope garcia. someone had taken a pic of a beautiful lake where the bau had saved yet another victim, the sun dipping below the horizon line of pine trees, painting the sky purple and pink. "um...the sunset?" spencer was confused, "i guess maybe it was kinda a weird time to take a photo, but no one was hurt and we caught the unsub and the sky really did look-"

you cut off his rambling with a wave of your hand, eyes never leaving the photo in front of you, "no, no...what's that." you point to what you were talking about, a figure standing off to the side.

spencer takes a minute, becoming even more bewildered "...me?" in that moment your world changed.

"oh my god... "you whispered in a daze, firmly pulling the picture out of spencer's fingers and into your own, "what...what are you wearing?"

"honey what's wrong? it's just my bulletproof vest. i know it might look a little funny, but it, y'know, keeps me alive..." he scratches the back of his neck. a couple seconds of silence pass, but to spencer it feels excruciatingly long.

"spencer," you look at up at him deadpan "you look so fucking hot." to say your boyfriend was shocked would be an understatement.

he was absolutely blown away by your response, so much so that the way his face contorted looked borderline disgusted. "wha-what?? huh? what?" he clamored, eyes flitting over your face to find any sign you were joking.

"seriously, baby, you look so good. oh, my God!!" you almost shriek, gripping the picture tighter, the widest, dumbest grin pulling up your cheeks as you giggle like a schoolgirl.

spencer smiles at your reaction, still a little perplexed "you really think so?" the notion begins to sink into his bones, making him giddy.

you very enthusiastically nod your head, "are there any more pictures of you like this?" you rip the rest of the photos out of spencer's hands, scouring through them at light speed. out of nowhere, spencer laughs out loud, his nose scrunching in delight.

"i...don't know what to say. i'm flattered you think that," a wonderful blush shimmers over his cheeks, "but no i don't think there are. sadly." he playfully adds.

you stop all movements, slowly turning towards him, suspiciously calm. "well then," you grab your phone and suddenly stand up "looks like i'll just have to ask penelope for some!"

"wait! wait, no!" spencer calls after you as you start speed-walking away, your shirt barely escaping his fingertips. he yells out your name, his serious tone interrupted by a giggle of his own as he begins chasing you, "get back here!" he knows: garcia can never ever find out about this...

if you were a profiler: you had seen spencer don his FBI branded bulletproof vest hundreds of times over the years. although you had pined over him for years and were now finally in a relationship with him, seeing him like that didn't make you feel any type of way really. sure, you thought he looked strong and handsome, but most of the time you were too caught up in the case or situation at hand to focus on how he looked. until now. something had shifted in him in the last few months, not just with his ever-changing haircut, but within the way he held himself; more confident, more sure of himself, even more cocky, if you will. whatever it was, it drew your eyes to him in his tight little vest like a lightbulb draws in moths- instantly and continuously. it all came to a head when you caught the unsub responsible for drowning and resuscitating his victims until they couldn't be brought back to life. spencer dove into the lake with emily to apprehend the killer while you had helped the kid he had hostage reunite with his mother. you smiled at the scene in front of you, the teenager running into his mother's shaking arms, her holding him close in a tight embrace. another good ending, you thought to yourself before turning back to watch your fellow profilers make the arrest. suddenly, you mouth goes dry. there spencer reid stood; soaking wet, clothes sticking to his skin, chest rising and falling as he panted to catch his breath, his hand pushing his wet hair out of his face. and that stupid, goddamn kevlar vest. oh, fuck. the others walked away from the dock to situate everyone and themselves in respected vehicles that sat back on the road a few hundred feet away from where you currently were. as spencer moved to follow behind emily, hands trying to flick the water off of him, your gaze stopped him in his tracks. he stood there, a bit confused as to why you were walking towards him, seemingly entranced, instead of beelining behind everyone else.

he spoke out your name, but you remained silent, stopping just a couple feet away from him. you took him in one more time: the way his shirt became translucent, granting you with peeks of his skin; his sleeves rolled up, showing off his delicious forearms; the way his soaked pants choked his thick thighs. you became woozy with desire. spencer watched as your eyes dragged over his figure, drinking in every inch of his dripping body. "oh, baby..." you voice drawled out as soon as your gaze landed on his bulletproof vest, "you're absolutely soaking wet." spencer's eyebrows shot up his forehead at the suggestive twinkle in your timbre. you approached him further, chest just inches away from his. if he wasn't so intrigued by your reaction, he would have been a bit more cautious of lingering teammates. your hands came up to ghost over his vest, "did i ever tell you how good i think you look in this?" you looked up at him through your lashes.

spencer chuckled, "in the bulletproof vest?" you nodded in response, but spencer still couldn't really believe it. "uh, no, actually, you haven't." his eyes glinted at the way you bit your lip, his hands moving on their own accord to rest on your hips. you could feel droplets of water seep into the material and lick your skin, but you didn't give a rat's ass.

"well, you do." you whisper, hands wrapping around the back of his neck as you pull yourself up to press a kiss to his lips, "really, really good." your mouth moves enticingly with his.

"oh? is that so?" he whispers against your lips, diving back in, his fingers digging in your hips. he graciously kisses you for a moment before it dawns on him that you're both still at work- in an active crime scene, at that. "mmh, mmh!" he vocalizes between kisses as he tries to move his head back a smidge. his eyes peak open just enough to see if anyone else was around. your lips are addicting, rendering him unable to fully tell you to stop, unable to fully pull away himself. he's relieved when he spots no one. still, he know this is far from appropriate. spencer's hands move up your body to wrap around your wrists behind him, pulling them away from him and the same time he pulled away from you, "okay, okay!" he breathes out with a chuckle, "i believe you now" he tries to catch his bearings, but your pouting face causes him to laugh again

"spencerrrr," you groan at the loss of your beloved's kisses and he turns you around and pushes you towards the spot where the others vanished, walking behind you with his hands on your shoulders, your body held at an arm's distance.

"let's go, angel." his words brought out a hmph! from you. "we can do more of that later at home" he whispers, leaning in ever-so-slightly.

you turn your head back to get a glimpse of him, your eyes and smile equally wide with excitement, "can you bring the vest with you?!"

A/N: OKAYYYY lemme stop myself before things get filthy LOL do yall know which episode im referring to in the second scenario? that end scene will always get me my eye are GLUED to spencer the entire time GODDAMN. okay anyway i hope you liked this anon!!! pls tell me yalls thoughts <3

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #dr spencer reid #matthew gray gubler x reader #criminal minds fic

[inez-winchester-cameron]

i just know jj is the king of sweet talking you outta your panties theres just something about him that makes you wanna do what he says

cw: jj maybank x fem!reader, fluffish, jj calls reader mama (IM SORRY IT DOES SOMETHING TO ME ND I DUNNO WHY-), no explicit smut but it's implied, lots of praise

note: okay so i couldnt decide if i wanted to take this in a way that ur always horny around him or in a dub-con/coercion sort of context but i went w the first one but i wouldnt be opposed to the second one tbh. enjoy :) still accepting requests for rafe and/or jj

"god, you're so gorgeous," jj praises you as you two lay on the couch. your head on his chest as a forgotten movie plays on the tv. you two have been talking for the past hour about various topics and jj was getting back into flirting with you after a long unrelated topic, "i ever tell you how pretty you are, mama? drives me insane. got the prettiest eyes and nose and lips..so pretty..."

jj praising you isn't new, he acts like your some sort of greek goddess, created just for him. and it made you so fucking horny. you had asked jj if you guys could just snuggle because you were very tired after a long day but his words had you betraying your own questions.

"you're so perfect, all mine.." he keeps rambling on, rubbing his hand over your ass, absent-mindedly, "my pretty girl. you make me so happy, baby."

"jj- please-" you beg, getting fed up with the way he teases you.

"what, baby? what's up?"

"touch me please-"

"but you-"

"just touch me, jj!"

"alright, mama, calm down. if it's what you want.." he speaks lowly, snaking a hand into your panties, "gonna worship my goddess."

#obx #outerbanks #jj maybank thirst #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank #jj maybank smut

[ribbonswrld]

clingy bada while shes drunk, yk

OHOH I LOVE THIS

idk if this is what u wanted but for now i'll write as if reader & bada arent dating yet although there is mutual pining!! <3

bada lee as a clingy drunk!!

cw: drunk bada, pure fluff!! not really proofread either >_< OH and english isnt my first language so go easy on me <3

so for context u nd bada have been close friends for a while!! and ur both mutually pining ^_^ and ur roomma OH MY GOD THEY WERE ROOMMATES‼️‼️

anywho, you were all cozy on your appartment couch reading a book when bada came back from her get together with her old dance friends !!

the sound of the door opening made u grin rlly wide and u promptly closed your book!

and then. there she is. looking gorgeous and thoroughly... flushed?

and she just. she just lays her eyes on you and immediately breaks into a goofy smile, a small giggle escaping her lips

and ur just!!! shes so cute!!! but i think shes drunk!!! onno!!!

and before you even have a chance of getting up this tall puppy is clumsily throwing herself onto you!!

AND SO ALL HER LONG LIMBS ARE JUST DRAPED ON YOU!! and shes GIGGLING into your neck!;$/);$/

and GOD!! ure SO FLUSTERED?$:??).$

because usually YOU'RE!! the one boldly initiating physical affection like this!!

nontheless u cant help but giggle in delight albeit the fact that ur heart is just going WILD!!

"did u have fun!"

she just. hums and repositions herself so that she can look at u... in silence

and god. shes all starry eyed all gooey mushy lovey dovey looking at you, cheeks flushed and shy smile...

ur heart SQUEEZES.

"mh... would'a been more fun with you.." she mumbles, taking back her place in the crook of your neck and she!! just rubs her face there affectionately just like a kitten omfgbsjfh

a little dazed laugh escapes you cuz holy shit shes being so fucking cute?$:! and u just start petting her hair..

"sure, sure, because i wouldve fit in soo well with you dance people..." you joke: u actually cannot dance for shit LMFAO but its ok!!

and then she just she just grunts, curling up on you.. which is kind of silly looking because shes just so long and tall but god if it isnt heart squeezing!

"but i want'd to show my prett' baby off..."

OH.WELL

might aswell justve created a new shade of red with the way your cheeks were looking at this point because JESUS.

"im- you-" and then she just hushes you and holds your face in her hands so gently...

"shh. my pretty baby... love you so much..." she mumbles, pressing a fat kiss on your forehead :((

URE MELTING URE DYING URE ACTUALLY GOING TO PASS AWAY

BUT NOPE SHES NOT GIVING YOU ANY BREAKS

" 'm so sad when 'm not with u... should jus' keep you in my arms always... nev'ah let you escape... sweet angel..." she just rambles, caressing ur cheeks with her thumbs and still holding ur face

her gaze is so sleepy but so warm and loving and ;(((

she gives you one last forehead smooch and goes back to curling up against you sleepily and contently...

u actually feel like crying!!! because how can she be so sweet like);$/?:$-$ 😭😭

oh boy do u both have to talk in the morning..!! but for now, you've got a sleepy giant to take care of <3

CLAWING AT THE WALLS. THANK U FOR THIS REQUEST I HAD SO MUCH FUN I THINK I WILL EAT A SLAB OF CONCRETE NOW

SORRY IF ITS A LITTLE SHORT TT MWAH

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[moneymaybank]

thinking abt loser!jj being so brain dead around u like he can’t even focus cuz ur in a bikini nd shit and just giggling under the sun and then once u two r alone he practically BEGS for it. Like on the verge of tears. Just wanted to share that piece of information 😊😊

Also could I be 🪐 anon? I love ur writing btw pookie ur so talented like!!! 😨😨😨 sorry I’m rambling bye

YES YES YES I LITERALLY LOVE SATURN YES YOU’RE 🪐 ANON YIPEE

oh my goodness i love this topicccc

this really gives me the vibe of smokin with jj one Sunday afternoon, just laying underneath the shade after a long ass day of surfing/swimming and your bodies are all glowy cause you’re still drying up and he just can’t get over how fucking hot you look. sun kissed and soaked, the bikini literally gripping your tits and the curves of your body so perfectly it’s like this image was created so that he can make a fool of himself in front of you.

he can’t even think about it for too long or he’ll legit cum in his shorts. he pretends to listen to whatever shit you’re sayin but you clock it with ease and the second you peek at the boner he very much did not even try to hide, you start to tease him just to see him buck and whine to the point you can literally see his painful print & the cum stains through his shorts🤗

THANK U 🪐 ANON

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[demxters]

Can I ask for Jake Seresin x f!reader, a angst with a happy ending? Maybe they fight but make up? Love your writing!

—𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍

jake ‘hangman’ seresin x f!reader

wc: 606

warning(s): arguments, mentions of shouting at a s/o, mention of anxiety, angst but there’s a happy ending!!

blurb rqs are open!

a/n: u know i love me some angst… ty for sending this in and thank you so much for supporting my work!! <3

It’s normal for couples to fight. Every couple had their moments. But not you and Jake. He was your best friend, the two of you thick as thieves. Fights weren’t uncommon. One this massive and damaging, however, was.

You don’t even remember how it started or what you were arguing about. One thing led to another before it became an atomic shouting match. Hurtful words were said. Ones neither of you meant, though you both felt satisfaction whenever the other shrank into themselves because of it.

And then he walked out the front door, slamming it shut and shaking the entire house in its wake. Jake had never walked out in a fight before. For you, that was final. That was confirmation that he was leaving you. You sank to the floor then, collapsing against the wall as your sorrowful sobs echoed through the empty household.

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It’s nearly midnight when he returns. His golden locks are unruly and his green eyes are accented by his bloodshot scleras. Jake shouldn’t have walked out. He felt the regret the second he stepped out the door. He shouldn’t have left, and as he came home to a pitch dark house, he knew he would have to deal with the consequences.

Jake slept on the couch that night and for the first time in his life, he had never felt so cold. He always ran warm. It was one of the things you loved about him. But that morning when he woke was the coldest he had ever been. Maybe he didn’t run warm. Maybe you were the one who made him that way.

He heard you before he saw you. Jake shot up from the couch, meeting you at the bottom of the stairs in a desperate attempt to beg you not to leave him. He waited, tensing as your eyes met his. Waiting for the moment you’d tell him to leave. Waiting for the moment for you tell him this was over.

But the moment never came. You practically stumbled down the stairs, throwing yourself at him. Your arms wrap around his neck while your legs go around his torso and you cry.

He feels you shaking against him and his heart shatters at his feet.

“I’m sorry,” he feels you whimper into the crook of his neck. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have let you leave. I didn’t mean anything I said. I swear I didn’t mean it.” You were rambling, an anxious habit of yours. And then you said the one thing that made him break his resolve. “Please don’t leave me.”

Wrapping an arm around your waist and gently pressing a hand to your head, he sighs. “Oh, darling… I would never leave you. You could rip me into a million pieces and I still wouldn’t leave.”

“But-“

“Shhh,” he coos into your hair. “That’s how much I love you. I’m sorry too. I’m sorry that we fought. I’m sorry for what I said. I didn’t mean any of it either.”

You cry again, but this time in relief, before pulling back to cup his face in your hands. “I love you too.” You messily press your lips to his. Before he can reciprocate the motion you pepper kisses across the rest of his face, pulling the sweetest giggle from him.

The sound makes you smile and you lean your forehead against his.

“Darling,” he says against your lips.

You hum.

“We still need to talk about it.”

“I know,” you breathe. “Just let me hold you for a bit.”

He squeezes you tighter and let’s you hold him for as long as you need.

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[schlattsdoll]

Melting over your blog……….why do I feel like schlatt would be such a good listener. Like you would come home from working fuming about your colleague and you would rant. He would just be like “she did that??” “That bitch” and like agreeing with everything you’d say about the colleague. - 🍒

thank you 🍒🩷 nd i had a rough day at work so i’m absolutely using this to vent also doing ldr! schlatt

omg talking shit w schlatt would be so fun, he’s actually very into hearing everything you have to say to him

he’d be the type of guy to have your work schedule on his calendar so he knows when you’re home nd when to call you <3

always asks you when you get home and get settled how your day was at work. you were so mad today that you almost missed your nightly facetime call. “damn doll. what happened today that’s got you so upset?”

and you sit there and ramble and vent about how your coworker quit mid shift, leaving for her break and never coming back, making you have to do double the amount of work. you also now had no one to cover your shifts for the week you planned to fly down to austin to see him secretly

“not ashley! i thought you liked her. damn, what a bitch! ‘m sorry princess.” he starts as you change into one of his crewnecks he sent you and snuggling the large rammie plushie. you didn’t question why he was in a car driving, knowing he liked going on late night drives. “yeah, shit sucked. but enough ‘bout my day. where you heading big guy?”

a chuckle escaped his lips, “about that. i might have something to cheer you up.”

“johnathan schlatt i swear to god if you whip out your cock i’m hanging up.”

“no!” he said, getting out of the vehicle and grabbing something from the backseat he added. “come outside.”

you raced down your steps and over to your front door where you saw, standing outside, your boyfriend holding a basket of goodies for you. “heya doll. surprised?” you almost tackled him in a hug, needing nothing more than to be in his arms after a long day. “missed you little bug.”

#🍒 anon #jschlatt imagine #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt hcs #jschlatt smut #jschlatt headcanons #jschlatt fluff #mcyt imagine #mcyt x reader #chuckle sandwich imagine

[ilovechuuy4]

Can I request hcs and a small scenorio with fyodor and a rebellious daughter reader? Like always sneaks out, talks back, gets into fights and gets terrible grades?

Why try so hard, Malyshka? ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

୨୧ Dad!Fyodor x Platonic! Rebellious Daughter ୨୧

A/N: I’m so sorry I’m not sure how long this will take when it comes out since I’m not usually doing dad!characters with kids/teenagers, but I hope you like it since I worked pretty hard on this! I feel like this would have been so much easier if there was a bit more description on how you wanted this all to go in the end! But that’s all right hope you enjoy!

Headcanons ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

• Dad!Fyodor isn't the one of get mad for his kid acting rebellious

• Dad!Fyodor would talk to his kid about why and what is wrong and why they are acting this way

• Dad!Fyodor is calm and collective, he'll let his kid ramble about/to him all they want about what's wrong

• Dad!Fyodor isnt upset but he's disappointed

• Dad!Fyodor isn't the type to ground his kid for their grades but he would discipline

Scenario୨୧꙳ᕯ

It was a typical school day for you, walking through the halls of your school, nobody else there because you decided to skip once more. The halls empty as you make your way out the school entirely. You were aware that your grades were dropping drastically but it's not like your father was telling at you for it, that you knew of.

But once you step out the school premises, you receive a call, uh oh..your father. You hesitatly answer the call as the thick Russian voice of your father's fills your right ear. "I know you aren't at school, come home now." You felt your heart sink a bit, were you really in trouble now?

You decided to make your way home just incase you were actually in trouble. And once you arrive home, you're met with a disappointed Fyodor standing in front of the front door, arms crossed. "So you finally decided to come home, y/n?" His voice was thick with disappointment as he stared at you. "Well, uhm..yea." You didn't have much to say when he confronted you.

"We need to talk, I'm highly disappointed Y/N. I told you to get your grades up and yet you still choose to disobey me and continue with your rebellious acts?" His voice was sharp when he spoke, boy were you in trouble your father wasn't ever well, this disappointment in you. I mean yes you've snuck out and caused fights but when it came to your grades you assumed your father cared more.

"Well..I just..uhm well-" You couldn't put your thoughts into words yes you were being rebellious 'nd acting on impulse but there was a reason, right.? You sigh twiddling your thumbs as you think you a second. "Well, it's just some things in the classes are difficult and they are a bit none understandable." You mutter softly, that was an obvious lie and Fyodor knitted his eyebrows together.

"Don't lie to me, Y/N. You aren't a good lier and it shows." Fyodor states, uncrossing his arms and letting them drop to his hips. "Well I thought if I did rebellious things you'd spend more time with me!" You blurt out, well it was more than the truth. Yes, you thought having the "cool" act was well, cool. But it was sorta just stupid.

"Oh Malyshka, what do you mean.?" His voice changed from disappointed to concern. "Spend more time with you? Sweetheart you know how busy I am with work but if you and just asked I would find a day I'm off." His voice was soft now, more concern than disappointment now.

"Well it's just you're always busy so I can't have the chance to talk to you. So I kinda just thought you know." You said, rubbing the back of his neck. But then you feel your father's slender frame wrapping around you in a welcoming hug.

"Why try so hard Malyshka? It's not necessary I still love you the same okay? Just be you, please quit the rebellious acts though?" He hums softly, putting a soft kiss on your hair.

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[dez-wade]

GODDDD OKAY Tubbo and Bagi are honestly like, the perfect people for Forever to become closer with BECAUSE they are very blunt and upfront. It's something I appreciate about Phil's friendship with Forever too like they're take no bullshit and will directly talk to him if there's an issue.

It's especially helpful since I feel like Forever struggles a lot when people are sarcastic with him in English or "obviously" not being truthful or not being direct since it isn't HIS language. Bagi speaks Portuguese too, and Tubbo also struggles with sarcasm and is usually quite straight forward which is something I feel like Forever needs since he's quite earnest and open with the people he loves.

He does just deserve so much more, and he DOES have so many good friendships that both him and his fans don't realize where the other person actually cares for HIM and HIS safety and happiness nd not his title as president. (Etoiles, Philza, Cellbit, Pac, Roier, maybe Tina, the other Brazilians, etc)

I knowww his character is just like that, far too forgiving and willing to accept the way others treat him but I need him to be friends with someone who won't take his shit but also won't let certain people walk all over him and call his one sided trust and loyalty "friendship". Just...I want him to be close with people who care for him and for him to realize just how many people he has who trust him and that being ganged up on and accused of horrible things because you dared disagree with ur "close friend" isnt Normal Friend Things

Sorry I think Forever finally realizing it's a duo, NOT a trio made me finally snap after months of watching him fight while feeling completely alone since he thought he only had those two who treated him with mistrust and actively tried to turn everyone against him and richas who was uninterested in having a relationship with him before being literally kidnapped

Ramblings about q!Forever and his friendships.

You made a really good point about Forever needing to have friendships that are more blunt and upfront. BBH likes to lie and gaslight for fun, Baghera does that too sometimes and Forever usually takes it as face value. Which is why he snapped on Bad and started talking Portuguese when he went all mockingly "it's sarcasm" when Forever didn't understand. They also do a lot of mind games that Forever wasn't even aware of.

People got mad that Forever never believes when BBH says something but that's because HE ALWAYS LIES. I think what happened now made sure that Forever will never believe BBH again, even if he tells the truth (that he only tells after telling 10 lies before) because it finally clicked to him that BBH will lie about everything because he can, even if there's absolutely no need to. He actually trusted BBH every time he said he didn't do something that he actually did (like the pranks on his base).

Having him get closer to people who are more earnestly like him, don't do mind games and are clear about what they're feeling is something that he definitely needs. It also explains why he has such a warped sense of what his friendship with Baghera and Bad actually were.

I REALLY wish he learned about what happened with his gun. What would have been just something small before, with the current situation, it would really enlighten him that is something that is always happening. For big, and small things.

I stop deluding myself that he'd cut ties with them for good, I just really need at least that he stops treating them priority and value his friendship with other people more. No matter who it is at this point, as long as it's someone who just earnestly likes and trusts him.

I always had people saying I want Forever to have a "yes-man" because I complained about BBH and Baghera never agreeing with anything that Forever decides to do. But they never supported him in any of his decisions. Like, I think the only thing they didn't complain about was N.I.N.H.O. and hell I think if Forever tried to come up with that idea today they would twist into the worst case scenario. And even then, after he was completing NINHO, I remember Etoiles tried to come up with an idea of having a council with the strongest members on the island so they could mediate between conflicts that could affect everyone like the Regret arc. Forever liked the idea and tried to tell Bad, who immediately twisted into the worst case scenario that they would be bullies that arrest people. So it's something that always happened, you know? Even before the election arc. They never trust him to make big decisions. It's something that made me appreciate insaneduo so much back in the election arc, because it was such a relief to see him speak with someone who valued his ideas, added to it, or just argued normally why it wasn't good.

I think the reason he's so forgiving is that he's trying to be his better self, since he wasn't a good person in the past, so he thinks he should be the bigger person and let people walk over him. I don't think he found a balance of what a good person that helps the people actually is. There's also the fact that at the end of the day, he's at a point where he truly doesn't care about anyone or anything besides Richarlyson and making sure that he leaves the island. That's why he can't even hate Cucurucho (despite obviously not liking him) even with the fact that he pretty much tortured him, because Richarlyson wasn't affected so he thinks it's not important.

I really, really wanted that Forever had someone at his side that didn't make him feel Richarlyson was everything he has. That if, God forbid, Richarlyson died one day he'd at least think he still has someone for him besides just dying together with his son.

#qsmp #q!forever

[karda]

the tattoo looks absolutely lovely its feels like a nice memory!! its the softest and kindest way to remember a friend like that nd it looks so nice!! im so sorry u had to go through that but im also so glad you get to love him!! i havent sent u anything in FORVER nd it feels like a huge empty wooden brick in my head sometimes i miss writing letters like ur a pen pal :> but i was peeling oranges earlier n went “oh yeah mew’s the reason i love these” so.yknow! i miss u which is nuts cause that Feeling Feeling happens for me so rarely but more than that i Super hope you get another satsuma burst in ur heart n chest but i hope it happens when ur ready! im RAMBLING cause im a baby and you feel like such a foundational person for me so thank u for the oranges and i hope u can get like even a Little bit of a hug out of this take it easy n soft ^^ (lots of love from a silly bug)

thank u so much bug aughgh >_< ive been tossing this ask around in my head sorry it took me a while to answer it is just very sweet. i miss u to! its been a long time since ive actually been on here and sent asks/talked to people. i havent done much but post once a month lmao... .. i think about u a lot to! Everytime i hear i make sparks (from that playlist u made me) it makes me think of ur art and ur joy and it makes me very happy .... oh oh also! i am getting it tattooed! heres what its gonna look like :) first one is more updated i fixed his spots. but thr shading is gonna be like the second one .im getting it on his birthday (October 5th)

#getting it on my armmmmmm #im excited and scared and happy and oh so nervous #but hello i missed u to. ilysm #bug tag #asks