#toosh writes

[pahtoosh]

clingy Baba

[image ID: a gif of Bucky smiling and laughing made by tumblr user RansomFlanagan. /.end ID]

masterlist

18+

wc: ~600 words

warnings: lots of touch! Baba may have a little 🤏 problem but he’s not going to do anything about it🤭

a/n: this is inspired by the piece Attached at the Hip by @angelbaby-fics ! please go read it and support the incredible writer, Chloe! (love you Chloe☺️ mwah mwah)

pairing: stucky x gn!little!reader(mostly bucky hehe) Dada = Steve, Baba = Bucky

summary: a couple times where your baba’s clinginess got the best of him

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Both of your daddies loved cuddling and kissing you at every chance. Steve exercised some restraint. He wouldn’t disturb you if you were totally focused on something and often looked for you to initiate some sort of touch. Bucky, on the other hand, did not hold back. Ever.

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Baba often interrupted you while you were coloring. Sometimes it’d be okay and you would return his kiss or be so distracted that you didn’t even notice. Other times..

*kiss*

“Baba! I was colorin’ dat”

“Oh, sorry baby!” He kissed you a few more times on the cheek as an apology. “Baba’s sorry I messed up your coloring.”

“Hmph. Da lines are all messed up.” You crossed your arms and frowned at him.

Bucky wouldn’t crack under the pressure of the best interrogators in shield, but he melted at one scornful look from you.

“What can Baba do, huh?” He sat on the floor and enveloped you in his arms. Another kiss to your head. “How can we make this little baby happy again?”

As much as Bucky was soothed from your touch, you were soothed from his too.

“It’s okay, Baba. Know it was a accident.” You pressed a kiss to his jaw.

Bucky whooped and jumped up with you still in his arms. “I’m forgiven!” He continued cheering and tossing you in the air and catching you.

You laughed gleefully. Steve, who was watching you before Bucky came in, smiled and shook his head at his two silly loves.

Bucky saw the movement from the corner of his eye. He caught you in his arms one more time.

“Uh oh, looks like Dada’s missin’ out.” He whispered. “Are you thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?”

You nodded before shouting, “Kiss attaaack!”

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Steve had just put you down for a nap. He cuddled you to your heart’s content and carefully snuck out of bed when you were fully asleep. As much as he’d love to nap with you, he had some chores to do and he knew it’d be good for you to become an independent sleeper.

About twenty minutes later, he went to check on you and started to worry when he saw your door cracked open. Steve always shut the door for your naps to keep out the noise. He set down the broom and ran to your door only to find Bucky removing you from your blanket cocoon. It took your Dada at least five minutes to perfect that cocoon.

Bucky hummed while he situated you in his arms.

“Hmm, hmm someday I’ll wish upon a star, and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.”

“Buck. They’re sleeping.”

Baba had the nerve to look offended at Steve’s presence. He covered one of your ears with his free hand.

“I know that, keep your voice down.”

“Why are you singing a lullaby?”

“They love Over the Rainbow, it helps them sleep.”

“Okay but they didn’t need help sleeping if they were already asleep, right?”

Bucky narrowed his eyes and turned around, continuing to sing softly and sway with you in his arms.

While he wanted to stay true to his caregiver instincts, Steve had to admit that it looked pretty cozy getting to hold you like that. He joined Bucky’s humming and wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist as they both rocked side to side with you.

Still fully asleep, a small smile appeared on your face. Even while unconscious, you knew that you were safe and so loved.

#stucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #gn!little!reader #oneshot #fluff #cuddles #sfw regression #agere fic #littlespace fics #marvel agere #clingy baba #clingy-baba #toosh writes

[lesbian-gnf-archive]

The laziest of doodles for this prompt cuz I can't stop p thinking abt them

#kore.art #dnf #dreamnotfound #I've been drawing almost all day this is crazy #I've been working on a personal piece that I'm proud of but took a quick moment to draw this cuz i got the mood #I WILL WRITE AND FINISH THE OUTLINE OF THE DNF TOOSH PIRATES TONIGHT!!!! MARK MY WORDS!!!! #also ignore my handwriting

[minecraftdog]

https://www.tumblr.com/halloweenauthor/747643430006587392/the-part-when-foolish-was-saying-please-was?source=share

so foolish supposedly went out to party the other day but was still seen in and out of tina's viewerlist and chat. he then joined her for one valo match at like 5 am his time and was being flirty af. tina also ended stream abruptly after the match but foolish said later that day that he was up til 10 am.... i knew they were secretive but hmm...

HE IS SOOOOOO like bro what is going on in the toosh land they are freaking insaneeeee

#thank you anon for reporting i appreciate you so much <3 #last week ive been dying and i have thesis to write and other things to do so i dont have time ;-; #toosh #doggie answers

[sappymix1]

Girl I need to take your hand and pull you away from the edge before you give me a durmmy ache over suibaiting

IM SORRY FUVKK i just like threatening to kill myself for fun

#head hurts trying to write a cover letter want to write dnf fic you know how it is #at least there is toosh stream #asks #anon

[unhonest-iago]

Kids In Love

^^source^^

Imagine Foolish asking Tina to the ball being held as tribute to the Red Banquet. The only fancy clothes Foolish owns being his uniform for Las Nevadas, a white button down shirt with green suspenders. Tie laying undone around his neck by the end of the night, too many drinks in to care. Eventually using it to sweep back his shaggy hair into a ponytail, annoyed by the amount of times it fell off. Tina on the other hand, looks stunning in Foolish's opinion. Granted they're just going as friends but Foolish can't help but hope to be more. Seeing her stand in a pink fairy-like dress, giving the appearance that she was floating on air. Her tail slowly swinging behind her, wrapping around Foolish's waist while they dance.

Tina's glad Foolish asked her, not wanting to go alone. She was also surprised that he didn't have too left feet as she'd could only recall him building marvelous architectural builds in his spare time. She couldn't deny she was curious as to why he no longer spent time at the casino with Quackity. But that all dissipated, Foolish making her feel as if every one was staring at them. Tina giggling as Foolish lowered her into a dip, her glee infecting his very soul. How they both wished to never let this feeling go.

#iago writes #toosh #toolish #dsmp tina #mcyt tina #dsmp foolish #mcyt foolish #foolish x tina #foolish gamers #tinakitten #imagines #dsmp imagine

[tinogiehd]

Any toosh fic recs??👀

there are literally 14 toosh fics on ao3 😭😭😭😭 stream this one

#one day im going to go so crazy and write a toosh fic and publish it anonymously #aya asks

[xddaengx]

quarantine : the series ⎜intro

✧ Pairings: fwb!yoongi x reader ⎜ eventually ot7 x reader

✧ Genre:  isolation au ⎜ non idol bts ⎜ forced proximity ⎜ apocolypse au ⎜zombie au ⎜poly bts au ⎜

✧ Warnings: mention of character death ⎜mentions of suicide ⎜ friends to lovers? ⎜ friends with benefits ⎜ friends grown apart ⎜ mentions of a virus ⎜

✧ Word Count: 3.1k

✧ Summary: it was supposed to be a trip to remember your past, to commemorate the person you loved. but you never expected it to be the end of the world.

✧ Author’s Note: this was something I wrote a while ago that has been sitting in my drafts, I have been really struggling with writing lately and thought that going through some old works would help, if people seem to like this maybe I'll continue it.

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“So, you sent one to everyone?” The voice whispers from besides you, as you sit on the bed looking at the mass email that was just confirmed to be sent from your phone. 

“Yes. It’s important that everyone is there, he would be pissed if I missed out on a single person just because we weren’t getting along well.” You huff back throwing the phone onto the pillow besides your head before flopping onto your back, the male besides you letting out a gruff chuckle. 

“You’re doing the right thing…” He says quietly placing a soft kiss to your shoulder, “He would be proud of you for bringing everyone back together like this. God knows I haven’t seem some of the others as often as I should be.” He finishes, trailing a few more kisses up your shoulder until he places to final one on the underside of your chin. 

“I should really be getting ready for work.” He says quietly, his mouth not leaving the spot on your cheek where he places another kiss. 

“Yes, you should be. Joon’s going to be pissed if you’re late to work again. And you’ve been here past the time limit anyway.” You respond, finally forcing yourself to roll out of your warm bed, pulling the first T-shirt out of your chest of draws, throwing it on. “Besides I have to present my new script today before we go away and I don’t want to be a mess because I’m already late, so get your toosh out of my bed and get going.” You add, trying not to stare as your partner rolls out of bed, moving over to you, placing one more chaste kiss on your lips before patting your bum and walking out of the room. 

“You are so not fair sometimes, yoongi.” You huff, pushing your matted hair out of your face. 

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“Good morning Mr Kim, your coffee as always. Everyone is seated in meeting room 3 ready to discuss the new drafts.” You say quickly with a strained smile, as you follow the broad shouldered man down the hall to the meeting room, his hand gently taking the coffee from you with a smile. 

“Thank you, I expect your own draft has been prepared as well.” You nod quickly patting the pile of papers in your hand with a grin. 

“Locked and loaded.” You respond, a small grin growing on your bosses face. 

“Good, after the meeting, I would like you to postpone all other meetings, I got this strange email today and need to plan my next vacation.” Mr Kim says with a sad smile, you nod quickly adding it into your calendar. 

“I’m sure the sender of the email will be happy to tell you that the location has already been booked and is just waiting for confirmation from all parties involved on how many people to be expecting.” You say quietly as you stop a few steps behind him. 

“Well, that is good to hear. I hope the sender knows that I will be attending no matter what. Please send her a reply with my dietary requirements.” He says with a light chuckle before throwing open the meeting room door, his boss persona back in place. 

“Thank you, Jin.” You mumble, wiping the last of any invisible dust and crinkles in your clothes before following him into the meeting room. 

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“You’re script in there was pretty great. I’ve already got some ideas for the shows soundtrack, once I get some drafts going I can send them to you.” You turn away from the coffee machine, the light haired music producer standing behind you with a copy of your pilot script in hand. 

“That would be very much appreciated, Hoseok. Thank you.” You give him a quick smile, turning back to take your mug out of the automatic coffee dispenser. 

“Do you know who else is coming? Is the whole crew going to be back together?” The words stop you in your tracks, you turn back to the producer slowly, shrugging your shoulders.

“I sent the invited to everyone, it’s debatable on who will actually show up. Taehyung is just so busy these days I doubt he could make it, but as long as most of us are there it should be fine.” You respond in a hushed tone, watching Hoseok’s face drop. “But who knows, he might surprise us all, I’m assuming you’ll be coming?” You add, the hope in your statement putting a bit more light in the producers eyes. 

“Definitely, I wouldn’t miss this for anything in the world, I hope the rest of us are thinking the same.” 

“So do I.”

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Throughout the day your phone pings seven times, with seven replies to your email. 

Seven confirmations that they would be there.

Seven confirmations that settle the feeling in your chest slowly, your fingers sending back a quick thanks to them all, with the details of your booking and what time to show up. 

“Kitten? Are you home yet? Or should I just surprise you by waiting naked on your bed again?” Yoongi’s voice rings out through the apartment. You roll your eyes, giving a short grunt in response, pushing yourself out of your study and down the hall to where Yoongi waits on your couch. 

“You know you have you’re own apartment you can go to? Why do you always come back to mine?” You hiss, at the male who sits on your couch his arms open and lap waiting. As much as you feel like continuing your normal bickering, you can’t help the small smile etching onto your face, falling into his waiting arms with a sigh. 

“So Jin and Hobi said yes?” The question is simple enough but brings another sigh out of your lips, you nod, your hands moving to Yoongi’s forehead pushing the sweaty hair out of his eyes. “Joon said he would have to shuffle a few things around but will be able to come, might not be able to stay the whole two weeks though, having a business to run and all.” Yoongi adds, his eyes closing lightly as you continue to comb the hair away from his face. 

“That would be fine, frankly I wouldn’t mind if you all only came for the ceremony and then left me alone with the beautiful cabin and forest.” You says, a teasing tone in your voice as Yoongi pouts his eyes finally opening. 

“You wouldn’t want me to stay with you? Think of how much fun we would have?” You can tell by the grin growing on his face, that he is dropping hints, not very subtle. 

“Oh yes, at my brothers memorial we will be having lot of fun.” You coo, your hands resuming their ministrations in Yoongi’s hair. A small huff leaves his lips and your instantly know what it’s supposed to mean.  ‘I didn’t mean it like that.’  You smile at him again so he can tell you were joking, leaning down slowly, you hands steadying his face as you brush you lips paper light against his. 

“I know what you meant, and I appreciate it.” You respond, placing another light kiss over his lips, a quiet groan escaping him as you don’t give him the pleasure of a proper kiss. “You should really shower, you smell like smoke and cheeseburgers.” You lie, he smells great, as always, like rain and vanilla and a little bit of burgers but you aren’t picky. 

Yoongi rubs his hands up and down your waist before nodding, lightly pushing you on the cushion besides him so he can slip down your hallway to the bathroom. The two of you had met in a bar a few years ago, and hit it off straight away. Though neither of you would admit it was nothing more than a friends with benefits arrangement, it was safe to say that it was getting more serious by the day. He had officially placed a toothbrush in your bathroom and stocked a whole draw in your apartment with clothes. 

It wasn’t until halfway through your arrangement that you realised Yoongi was a mutual friend, your brother bringing drunk Yoongi to your apartment one night, when your house was closest to the club they were at. Yoongi in his drunked-ness hadn’t been able to hide much, almost jumping you as soon as he walked through the door, though you managed to dodge him until he fell asleep it was easy for Yoongi’s best friend to notice what was going on. 

“You know him don’t you?” You brother asked you, his grin tight on his face as he watched you place a cold face washer on Yoongi’s face. You nod, deciding words were not going to work in your favour at the moment. 

“When did you two meet?” 

“My 20th birthday. The guy I went home with, was Yoongi. Namjoon was there too, he knows everything.” You finally spit out, knowing trying to break it easily would hurt your brothers feeling more. 

“Joon knew.” He says quietly.

“Look, why don’t you head home, I can take care of him and send him your way in the morning for a proper scolding.” You say, guiding your brother to the door, trying not to make eye contact with him. 

“Just don’t let him hurt you, I’d hate to have to beat up one of my friends.” Your brother says with a more genuine smile, kissing your forehead lightly before stumbling his way down the stairs of your apartment climbing into the back of a taxi to find his way home. 

“I think it’s time for some pizza and a good movie.” You say to yourself as you try to shake away the memories. What would your brother be thinking now about you and Yoongi?  

Would he even be surprised? 

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 “God it’s feel like ages since I’ve been here.” Yoongi exclaims letting out a little whistle at the sight of the cabin in front of the two of you. You sigh quickly holding the small box tighter against your chest as you pull your backpack out of the front seat of the car. 

Yoongi grins at you over the roof of the car before rushing to the back seat to grab out the two suitcases sitting there. Carrying all the luggage to the house, you unlock the front door, letting out another sigh at the sight of the cabin. 

“It’s exactly how I remember it.” You say quietly, placing the small box on the entrance table, helping Yoongi lug the two suitcases down the hall to the bedrooms. “We should probably plan to sleep separately, for the sake of appearances.” You say quietly to him, he nods, almost as if he had been thinking the same thing, already turning towards the room at the end of the hall, the master suite with your suitcase in hand. 

“I’m figuring since you’ll be the only girl that you’ll want the master, with the ensuite.” He says lifting your suitcase onto the large queen bed, giving your forehead a quick kiss before carrying his own suitcase to one of the earlier rooms with two double beds pushed against the walls. “I wonder who will bunk with me.” He says with a grin. 

“I feel like it’s only fair if I take the other bed in here. I don’t really speak to the others very much anymore and I’d much prefer to sleep with someone I know won’t snore.” Namjoon’s voice is clear but soft from the entry hallway, tugging his own oversized suitcase behind him. He stops in front of where you stand, still glancing around the cabin. 

“It’s good to see you again. I hope work’s been treating you well.” He says, stopping in front of you. He looks at you for a few more moments, before opening his arms wide and motioning for you to come forwards with his hands. 

“It’s good to see you too, Joon.” Your voice comes out thin and whisper quiet, as his arms engulf you, his hands rubbing softly at your back. “He would be really happy to know that you came.” Namjoon rubs your back a few more times before taking a step back and pulling his suitcase into the room with Yoongi. 

“I’m assuming by the taxi driving down the road, that Namjoon beat us to it.” A voice calls out from the door way, the heavy thumping of a suitcase being pulled up the stairs following. “Three hours of carpooling with Jin is a bad idea, I should’ve brought my own car.” You hear Hoseok grumble as he finally makes it to the top of the stairs. Hoseok’s gives you a small wave before shuffling into the room besides yours taking the larger bed in the corner, Jin following soon after, stopping in front of you, his eyebrows pulled together tightly. 

“Is something wrong?” You question, noting the way he fiddles with his fingers a few times. 

“I just… Is it appropriate to hug you or is it going to be weird? I mean I know I’m your boss but I knew your brother pretty well, and it just feels weird to not greet you like a fri… oh, well I guess that solves it.” You manage to stop Jin rumbling by stepping into his arms wrapping your own tightly around his torso, giving him a quick squeeze before letting go. 

“We aren’t at work, we can be casual here.” You say with a firm nod, Jin copying your motions before shuffling into the room with Hoseok.   You hear Yoongi walk up behind you before your notice the two figures lingering in the door way. 

“Well look who we have here… the dancer and the model.” Yoongi grins at the two younger boys. They both look around the cabin in surprise. Their eyes eventually falling to where you stand. You lift your hand and give them a shy wave motioning to the room across the hall from Yoongi’s. 

“This room is still free, there should be three beds in there, so you’ll have to room with Jungkook.” You mumble, Yoongi’s hands coming coming to rub the sides of your shoulder, both Jimin’s and Taehyung eyes following the motions, before they shuffle into the room, whispering to themselves. 

“Speaking of the little devil, where is he?” Yoongi asks into your ear, his lips just grazing the skin, you shudder quickly, smiling as he places a wet smooch on your cheek. 

“He said he had some things to finish up before coming, so he won’t be here until after the ceremony. He said he was happy for us to just do it without him.” You answer, moving towards the small box sitting on the entry bench. You pick up the box before giving Yoongi a quick nod, moving towards the front door. 

“Let’s go ladies, we got some things to do.” 

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“How much further?” 

“It’s really not far, Yoongi. Just at the top of this hill. The fireplace should still be there.” The seven of you had been climbing the side of the mountain for almost an hour now, trying to get the the place your brother had requested his ashes be spread. 

‘The small bonfire spot at the top of the hill behind the cabin’

That’s what he had written in his final note, the letter telling you all the instructions on how to help him pass to the afterlife. You reach the shallow hole in the dirt first, shrugging your backpack off and onto the ground besides the fire pit, pulling out the small speaker placing it on a log besides the fire. 

Everyone slowly makes their way to where they had sat the last time you had all gathered at the cabin, a few years ago. Two empty spaces left open for your missing members. 

“I guess, I’ll start everything off… He would have been so happy to see us all gathered here like this today. He had been trying to get us out here every autumn for an annual camping trip and usually we let our everyday lives interrupt, or at least I know I did.” You pause for a second, pulling the small cardboard box out of your bag holding it tightly to your chest. 

“It said in his note, that once we were all together he wanted us to spread his ashes with the wind, to let his essence spread throughout the mountain side. Jungkook couldn’t make it out till tomorrow but thankfully with the power of technology will still be able to witness the spreading.” You continue motioning over to where Hoseok holds his phone towards the group, Jungkook giving everyone a quick wave over FaceTime. 

“So I suppose if no one has anything left to say, we should just do it right?” You ask the group getting a few nods in agreement, other people just watching you closely. You take a deep breath, opening the top of the box, a small plastic sachet sitting inside, your bothers body, a pile of ash inside.  

“God, this is so fucked up. I can’t believe this is actually happening.” Jimin says quietly from where he stands by the empty bonfire. Everyone seems to grow tense at his words, not knowing what else to say. 

“Well, it is happening, it’s not like we can do anything but let it happen at this stage.” You huff, moving further up the hill so the ashes go downhill with the wind, away from your group. Jimin cringes a bit as you move away from the group, getting a small slap to the shoulder from the taller boy besides him. 

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said it like that.” He apologises quickly, you just shrug finally turning the bag to face towards the ground, letting the ashes fall out getting carried by the wind. As the seven of you watch the ashes continue down the hill, a swear word rings out from the phone in Hoseok’s hand, as well as a loud alarm from the other phones in the vicinity. 

“Attention to all citizens, we are currently experiencing an extreme outbreak of a air Bourne virus. It is advised that all citizens remain inside and do not move around for the next 72 hours, please follow instructions on the offical government website, and remain update on the situation, as we prepare for the virus to spread rapidly.” Yoongi reads out from the phone in front of him, he sighs and tucks it back into his pocket. 

“I guess we’re going to have to quarantine while we’re out here.” Jimin adds, everyone letting out a loud sigh, knowing how well the last lock down went. 

“Wait…” You huff, locking eyes with the boy on Hoseok’s screen, “What about Jungkook?” 

#bts #bts imagines #bts scenario #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts ot7 x reader #bts x reader #apocalypse au #zombie au #yoongi #seokjin #namjoon #hoseok #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #yoongi x reader #seokjin x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader

[sexyinaratkindaway]

making you write my wips for me (joking) but,,, 23? i do kinda wanna see how you’d write foolish and tina lol :3

Hello darling!

23: public/semi public

Toosh sex and gratuitous fantasy/medieval court au under the cut!

Being King and Queen has its privileges. And even if now they’re old and grey, tired and tender, they still make do.

Because Foolish is King, and Tina is Queen, and though they got tired of sticking to the charade and trying for heirs that wouldn’t come at all hours of the day and night pretty soon, it doesn’t mean they can’t enjoy each other. Like right now: nobody can tell them a fucking thing about TIna being perched in Foolish’s lap, her pretty face tucked into the soft skin of his neck, thoughtfully chewing marks on him. Foolish is supposed to be talking strategy with advisors: they’re all sat around a large table, covered in yellowing maps, talking among each other, and Foolish can’t fucking focus, because Tina made very sure to hitch up her skirt before sitting on top of him, enough that now he can feel the wetness of her bare cunt press into his clothed thighs, and now she’s fucking—

“Stop that,” he whispers against her cheek, but doesn’t do anything to discourage the too-warm hand sneaking its way under his breeches to wrap around his cock, “your lady-in-waiting is staring.”

Among other people.

“Don’t worry about her,” Tina giggles, and her breath smells of heady mead, honeyed, “she’ll get her reward tonight.”

She kisses him, and he goes willingly, opens his mouth to let her lick his tongue. “Can’t you just kick everyone out so we can have a little bit of fun?” She drawls, wrist snapping quick movements around his cock, and he would be embarrassed of how quickly she got him weeping, but hey. His family has always been one of slow agers. Tina’s lady in waiting gasps minutely beside them, and he can’t be annoyed by the feel of her bright blue eyes on them; he just shoots her a lazy grin, curls his hand around his wife’s side to press his fingers into whatever he can get of her tits, stays be damned. The hum of conversation has quieted down considerably, he knows his advisors have caught on, but, frankly. Fuck them. He’s the king, and his lady wife the Queen is jerking him off like they’re teenagers on their first tryst. Let them fucking watch. Tina shifts her hips, moans a too-loud noise into his skin, evidently trying to grind down on his thigh, to get herself off, and that’s what does him in. He comes with a growl, muffled in his wife’s soft hair, and, if nobody had seen any of that, they’ve certainly seen the arc of his spend, flying all over Tina’s hand and his doublet, and they can see her lapping her hand clean like a cat that got the cream.

The room is very silent. Everyone is staring.

He settles better on his chair, guides Tina closer, shoves a hand under her skirt, eyes flitting from one advisor to the next.

“So,” he hums, as he plunges a finger inside Tina, and she whines a high-pitched noise, “how do you suppose we should get back those supply lines, then, gentlemen?”

#knight responds #knight's notebook #ask game

[goldandtherust]

ANYWAYS. new ao3 will be worshiptheflame I dunno what im gonna write yet but probably toosh, maybe some hannibal, and that fleabag fic 👍

[iheartgod175]

Don Gutierrez

More Hanna-Babera OCs after so long? WHAAAAAT?! XD

This is Catalina’s father, the venerable Don Joaquin Gutierrez, who nearly suffered the same fate as Sebastian Lièvre (Edith’s dad) in being a posthumous character. I basically went against that idea, lol, because coming up with his personality and heritage was so fun that I figured it’d be better to keep him alive. It was both fun and challenging to come up with his character—at the time I created him, Puss in Boots: The Last Wish was pretty much on everyone’s minds, and I didn’t want him to be a copy and paste of Puss. I decided to model him after a few other original characters of mine from other series unrelated to BT to make him his own character, and amongst the FLaG OCs, he’s one of my favorites ^^

A little bit about Don: he was born into a rich military family until reading about Sebastian’s adventures made him realize that his true life’s calling was to be a hero who helped people. He dropped out of military school and decided to follow his idol’s steps in becoming a hero, although joining the same convent that Sebastian joined led to him being exiled from his home country, never to return. He would eventually take up hero work again, this time in the Ozarks, where the people were not only cut off from the outside world but distrustful of foreigners. His work would eventually lead him to meet a rough and tumble frontiers woman named Dixie, whom he rescued from nearly getting killed, and eventually fell in love with. Confrontations with Punkin’s father (Dixie’s ex-husband) resulted in them “losing” Cat, something that affected him for years, as he fell into depression. They’d eventually marry, and have another child, Einar, but the “loss” of Catalina is still a dark spot in his life. However, his daughter not only survived Peter’s attempt, but is following in his footsteps—namely, to search for her family.

He’s kind of a mixture of Toosh, Edith and Tristan in terms of personality—he has a slight arrogance yet a burning heart for justice, like Touché; a youthful yet grounded spirit like Tristan; and a loving heart and mischievous personality like Edith. Just don’t piss him off. He will find you and he WILL make you regret EVER crossing his path.

…I know I said I’d write a little bit, but I basically ended up putting in his whole story XD

Enjoy!

#hanna-barbera #touché turtle and dum dum #fan art #my art #my ocs

[pahtoosh]

the dreaded door

masterlist

18+

wc: 795 words

warnings: you get picked up by bucky. playful biting.

a/n: elephant in the room 🐘 (not my ellie stuffie) i have not been writing as much! it’s mostly because life is really good but also really busy for me right now. it’s also hard for me to get into the zone 🎯 for writing regression when i am not regressing that often. i know i don’t need to explain myself but this is for my fellow nosey 👃 nellies

pairing: mafia!bucky x gn!little!reader

summary: you wait for bucky to finish working

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Never in your life had you been so angry at a plank of wood. It all began this morning when Bucky left a note on your nightstand.

“Good morning, my sweet angel. Daddy has a lot of very serious calls today. Please keep the noise down and don’t open or knock on the door if it’s shut. Use your special phone to call me if there’s an emergency. Do your chores for today and be a good baby for me. Love, Daddy.”

The door is where you are now. Sitting on the floor, glaring at the smooth oak that you can’t tap on and the shiny knob that you can’t shake. You finished your chores, played for a while, and ate both breakfast and lunch already. Bucky was still in his office and he hadn’t left all day.

Your daddy spoiled you in so many ways: with his gifts, with his love, with his words. The only thing he couldn’t give you enough of was his time. His job was a difficult one with long and sometimes unpredictable hours.

He was able to make some changes. He trusted Sam and Steve to handle his out of town meetings so he didn’t have to travel as much. He also promoted Natasha from head of security to essentially his right hand by helping him with his larger projects.

These changes were so important. They gave you so much more time with your daddy, but there were still days like today when he simply had to do the work himself. Bucky also worked from home as much as he could so he could see you for lunch or even work with you sitting quietly on the velvet loveseat in his office. Him working from home was almost worse for you on the days you couldn’t go see him.

You daddy is home. He’s sitting at his desk where you color sometimes, on the chair with the best spinning ability in the whole house. There was just this one door standing in your way. You wanted so badly to knock and call for him through the cracks, but you knew better. You daddy was a stickler for rules, and he would not appreciate you ignoring his boundaries.

You sighed and settled for glaring at the door. Maybe your anger would be enough to open it without touching and then Bucky would be so impressed he’d have to take the rest of the day off.

Pleased with your plan, you sat on the floor with your hands on your knees and continued glaring. It felt like hours were going by. You thought the doorknob was moving, but it was just Alpine’s reflection as she trotted past. You kept glaring. Still, nothing moved. Just when you were about to give up, the sound of a lock turning echoed through the hallway and your daddy opened the door with an amused smile.

“What’re you doing here, sweetheart?”

“Daddy!” You reached your arms out for cuddles and Bucky happily obliged, even pressing a noisy kiss to your cheek.

“Were you sitting on the floor and waiting for Daddy? I saw you on the cameras.”

“I wantedta knock on your door but you said no knocking so I was trying to open it with my eyes,” you explained.

Bucky laughed. “Oh yeah? How did that go?”

You pouted and hid your face in his neck. “It didn’t work.”

“Aww.” He rubbed your back to comfort you. “Maybe if you ate more carrots your eyes would be strong enough to open doors.”

“Daddyyy.”

“I’m kidding, baby. C’mere.” He pressed your foreheads together.

“Thank you for listening to Daddy’s instructions today. You were such a good baby and I’m so proud of you.” He gave you a gentle kiss while your face warmed from his praise and affection.

You thanked Bucky, earning you another kiss and more praise for being so polite.

Your daddy was beaming. Anyone who knew of his title and past would’ve been shocked at the way he grinned ear to ear while holding you in his lap as if you were the most precious thing in the world.

“How did I manage to capture the sweetest little baby in the whole world, huh?”

You giggled. “You didn’t ca’ture me, I got you!” You held his face in your hands. “My daddy.”

“You better feed your daddy now, angel. Daddies get hungry!” Bucky playfully shook free from your grasp and bit your hands.

“Nooo, daddy!” you squealed. “Eat the food downstairs, not me!”

He stopped thrashing and acted shocked. “There’s food downstairs? Why didn’t you say so?”

“Yeah! And we can watch a movie and cuddle after dinner! Can we, daddy?” You clasped your hands together and bounced excitedly.

“Anything you want, baby.”

#bucky x little!reader #daddy!bucky x little!reader #bucky barnes x little!reader #mafia!daddy!bucky #gn!little!reader #oneshot #fluff #cuddles #little being carried #sfw regression #sfw littlespace #littlespace fics #agere fic #marvel agere #the dreaded door #the-dreaded-door #toosh writes

[lesbian-gnf-archive]

dnf and toosh royals/pirate au???

you're fuckin amazing 😭👏

YEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH we'll see how the poll goes It's looking good so far 💃💃💃

#I'm gonna have to learn how to write toosh 😭 Maybe this can be an excuse to watch their Stardew streams #kore.ask

[minecraftdog]

Foolish (for the bingo thing) :)

foosh :D

I want to study this man's mind, his adhd swag and himbo charms

#at some point i would want to write angsty toosh fic....... #thank you so much #!! #doggie answers

[sappymix1]

it’s so embarrassing to make a post but i also feel bad not saying anything so. pls

im going to keep using this blog more or less how i was just with the notable absence of some ccs. i’m working on redoing my layout and making a new pinned pls bear with me it’s just kinda upsetting lmao but i’ll still be posting about other streamers i like (toosh, hannah, hasan and his associated group, etc) and i used to liveblog the yard on priv so ill prob start doing that here more. plus the life blogging i was doing before bc god forbid i ever stop yapping as evident by this post.

um obviously i’m not leaving leaving but also i just wanted to say i’ve loved my time in this fandom a lot thank you to everyone who was kind to me esp my mutuals i love you guys a lot. also thank you to anyone who read my writing and said nice things to me about it i appreciate it more than you could ever understand. i’m not deleting my fics they’re still up but i don’t know if i’ll post anything on ao3 again. if you enjoyed my writing, i’ve wanted to get back into writing original stuff for awhile and if i do i will link it here for anyone interested. mutuals, my priv is linked in my current prinned as is my old main blog that i don’t really use that much but is there if that’s more anyone style rn lmao

#SORRY FOR THE YAPPING i feel bad 😭😭 #but i did want to lay it out clearly bc well

[wonderingtrader]

everytime someone writes about jealous foolish a fairy is born

True that's my favorite type of toosh fic

#toosh stuff

[tinogiehd]

This is making me want a Toosh and dnf pirate au fic Tina and George are royals who are besties maybe OR or maybe they're like in an arranged marriage and then when they come across Dream and Foolish the pirates (Dream is the captain and Foolish is a crew member) they decide Fuck it and run away with them -🌻

WRITE THIS WRITE THIS WRITE THIS PLEASEEEE

#aya asks #🌻