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valhousersart · 1 year
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It’s beginning to feel like spring! Warmer weather and beautiful skies above. My little half Jellybean Monsters are enjoying theirs so far. ^_^
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kentuckycaverats · 6 months
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hey what are your ocs' greatest fears?
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viridianghost101 · 5 months
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Ghost Doodle
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chancychance · 1 year
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The Evolution of Clown Version 4.0 and 3.0
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i went out
u know what that means
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doodle pagee
close upsss
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screw u tumblr i couldnt fit one more image :((((( (ill use reblog)
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lady-ashfade · 3 months
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Hello. I saw that your wishes for Percy Jackson were clear. I wonder if you can write for yandere son percy jackson and mother reader?
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Yandere Percy Jackson x Mom!reader (platonic obv)
-£ hope you don’t mind this being short! I have a lot of Fics to work on but I needed to make you something!
-£ warnings: Yandere behavior, being protective, and violent behavior.
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Percy only likes your attention to be solely on him and no one else. Of for some reasons you are interacting with another kid he gets angry and starts to throw a fit to get you to pay attention. And you’d offend get calls from the school about Percy “pushing” or “biting” another child.
He’s a very needy child. Needing to be held by you, needs to play toys with you, even sometimes plays the hero to save you.
When you enrolled him in school you didn’t know how he would react. He would cause trouble to get sent home, do anything he could even finding a way to sneak out of the school. He was a trouble making.
It took some convincing to actually get him to stay in school
When he is slightly older he doesn’t acted out as much. He is hiding his actions away from you.
But expect percy to glare at any man he sees talking to you or even sending a glance your way.
Helping you with the groceries and refusing to let you carry a lot.
“Mama” he peeks his head into the kitchen, “I need help with this question.” and you of course help him. even tho he understood the small question.
Lets say what happened to Sally happened to you instead? He would actually go crazy. Killing the minotaur? The monster should be glad it died before he could stab it over and over again.
“Father if you are hearing this,” he spoke as he placed the blue jellybean into the fire while closing his eyes, “You failed to save the one person who I cared about. If you need my help, consider me out. I could careless about your war, or you.”
He didn’t want to be in camp at all, until he found out that you were alive.
Of course he jumped on that quest to safe you and didn’t even care if he got the lightning bolt. You could still be alive and that’s all he needed to hear.
He would tear Olympus down brick by brick and have the gods begging for mercy if he need to.
(If you catch my slight quote from the second book hats off to you)
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babyhatesreality · 9 months
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Can you please write a stucky x little!reader? Where reader sneaks her game into bed, stays up all night but the daddies don’t know and then is cranky and tired all day? The daddies found out of course and help put her down for a nap with jellybean? And you can as a small punishment if you want
Absolutely, my darling @youre-amazing-say-it. Thank you for being so supportive and patient. I'm so sorry it's taken me this long to find words again, and I thank you for your kindness while I made you wait.
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Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader
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Warnings: DDLG themes (SSC), f!reader, reader is named (but name scarcely used), language, pet names, stern Daddy/Papa, affection and teasing between married couple, stubborn/cranky/bratty baby, small tantrum, tired baby, soft punishment, fluffity fluff fluff fluff. Also I have no idea about video games so I'm going off what I know from y'all, sorry if it's wrong.
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"I told you so."
"Yeah, but-"
"I TOLD you this was a bad idea."
Bucky rolled his eyes at his husband. "Yeah, yeah. I know. You don't have to keep reminding me."
"Well, apparently I do, because this kind of stuff keeps happening."
"Can we just fry the big fish right now and argue about whose fault it is later?"
"There's no arguing, because it's your fault."
"Fine. It's my fault. There, you happy? Can you PLEASE help me now?"
"Yup."
Steve immediately got up from his desk and made his way to the office door where Bucky was standing, exasperated. Bucky looked at him incredulously. "Seriously?" he said as Steve approached him. "All I had to do was say it was my fault, and I could have saved myself all the hassle of arguing with you?"
"Should've listened to your commanding officer in the first place, soldier," Steve teased him, before kissing him gently to show that he was over his frustration. He laughed as Bucky groaned into his mouth. The pair made their way to your room.
"Alright, kiddo, time to turn off the game," Steve said, going in with all guns blazing from the moment he stepped through your door. He knew he couldn't play this one soft- he had to lay it all on the table immediately. You'd been hyper-fixated on your new game for three days now, somehow convincing Bucky to turn your original one-hour-of-play-a-day into at least 4. Steve knew this would happen, but decided to let the chips fall and maybe teach Bucky a little lesson about overindulging you in the process.
You were hunched over your game on your bed, your little tired eyes scanning and your thumbs flying like your life depended on it. You didn't like what Papa was saying, and so in a wild act of rebellion, you chose to ignore it. Until you felt Papa walk right up next to your bed, standing tall and firm. He said in his low Papa voice, "I know you heard me, Katie." You knew better than to play dumb now. You gulped and looked up.
"But Papa, I almost done wif dis part," you whined, holding your game up just a bit. "Five more minutes? Pweeeeeease?"
"You said that five minutes ago, Trouble," Bucky cut in. "It's time for bed. You heard me, you heard Papa. Turn it off, now." Instead of obeying immediately, like you usually did, you let out an angry squawk and kicked your feet onto the top of your bed. Normally, you weren't such a little brat, but when you were frustrated and tired, you could be a little monster.
"Alright, that's it," Steve said sternly. "Give me the game, right now."
"But Papa!"
"No. No more 'but Papa's. Give me the game or you're in big trouble, little girl." He held his hand out, with that don't-push-it look on his face. With a pout and a huff, you saved your progress and turned off the game, slapping it into your Papa's hand, before crossing your arms tightly and looking away to the wall.
"Kaitlyn," Bucky said in that dangerous tone. Uh-oh. When your full name came out, you were teetering on the verge of MAJOR trouble. You sighed and dropped your arms, looking forlornly at your blankets. "That's better. I'm not happy about all this attitude that you've had, ever since you got this game. Maybe you should spend some time without it, little girl."
Your head shot up, panic in your eyes. "No, no Daddy! Pwease! I sowwy." You didn't want your precious new toy taken away so soon, and you knew that you really had been pretty naughty today. "Won't be bad no more, okay? I be good," you pleaded with him, looking at Papa for support. They both sighed heavily, then looked back at you.
"Alright, princess, you can have your game back tomorrow morning, but it's bedtime now. Any more arguments and no game tomorrow. Understood?" Steve said, laying down the law as he put your game up on your highest shelf. You nodded vigorously.
"Understood, Papa!"
"Good girl. Let's get you ready for bed."
About twenty minutes later, you were snuggled into your own bed, Jellybean at your side, as Daddy finished off his story. Your eyelids were heavy and you let them shut as both Daddy and Papa kissed your forehead, tucked the blankets gently around you, and tiptoed out. You were nearly in dreamland...
Except you kept seeing your game played out behind your eyelids. If you just walked there...and moved that....then that would mean...YES! Your eyes flew open. You knew how to get past the part you had just been on! Your mischievous eyes slunk over to the top shelf where your game was....just one more level and then you'd totally go right to sleep....Petey had shown you how to crawl up the walls and all these shelves made for great hand holds....
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The next morning, Steve slipped in to your room. He began gently carding his fingers through your hair to calmly wake you up, but you didn't move. Surprised, he began rubbing circles on your back. "Good morning baby," he said in a soft sing-song voice. "Time for little girls to get up so they can play."
You groggily came to, and instead of the usual burst of energy that accompanied most mornings, you grumbled and rolled away from him, tucking your head underneath the blanket. He let out a soft laugh that was more shock than anything else- this wasn't like you at all.
"Looks like the baby bunny is not ready to wake up, huh?" You mumbled something unintelligible in response. "I'll let you sleep for a few more minutes, but then it's time to get up, okay?" You didn't answer as you were already asleep again.
Twenty minutes later, Steve was back, trying not to have a panic attack. He had the no-touch thermometer ready, convinced that you were sick; which he did not deal well with. He gently woke you up again, and when you whined and rolled over, he took your temperature. His guts all returned to their original locations in relief, and he gently scooped you out of bed. You yowled your protests, but Steve just cuddled you into his arms and carried you to the breakfast table.
"Morning, Sunshine!" Bucky said as Steve brought you in. But you simply growled at him, refusing to open your eyes.
"Yeah, this 'sunshine' is a little rainy this morning," Steve joked, sitting down at the table and keeping you cradled in his lap. "She doesn't have a fever-"
"I told you she didn't."
"- SO I'm not sure what's wrong."
"Well," Bucky said, sauntering into the adjoining dining area and kissing the top of your head. "If my world-famous fruit and yogurt breakfast doesn't chase the clouds away, then nothing will." Bucky set the bowl down in front of you and Steve.
Normally, you loved when Bucky made you a fruit and yogurt bowl. He drizzled honey and granola on it, and made the blueberries into a smiley face for you. But you fussed and turned your face away, desperately trying to fall back asleep in Steve's arms.
"C'mon baby, time for breakfast," Steve said, jostling you a bit to try to wake you up.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" you whined as loud as you could, squirming to get out of his grasp. He, of course, wasn't letting you down anywhere.
"Is your tummy hurting?" Steve asked, trying to keep calm and figure out what the hell was going on with you. You just kept whimpering and pushing away from him, using the precious little energy you had left.
Steve and Bucky exchanged glances, having a silent conversation to determine what was happening, or what was upsetting you. Finally realizing that you weren't able to get out of Papa's clutches, you gave up and began with the crocodile tears, going completely limp in an effort to just get him to put you down so you could crawl under the table and go back to sleep.
Steve, however, stood up, keeping you snuggled in his strong arms, and began walking around the living room, gently patting you, trying so hard to get you to calm down.
"What the hell is going on?" Bucky muttered, following the two of you into the living room anxiously.
"I don't know," Steve murmured back, grateful that Bucky had super soldier hearing to make out his words over your theatrical sobbing. "It's like she's throwing a tantrum- but leveled up."
Something clicked in Bucky's brain at that moment, and without another word, he turned and went into your room. He didn't have to dig under your blankets for long before he found your game. He sighed heavily. Of course you had scaled the shelves on the wall to get your game and stayed up all night playing it. He rolled his eyes. He was never going to hear the end of this one.
He walked back into the room, holding the game out in front of him. Steve got it the second he saw the electronic device, giving his husband a know-it-all look, before turning his attention back to you.
"Katie Cat," he murmured softly. "Are you tired because you played your game late last night after bed time?"
That stopped the crocodile tears in an instant. You were so tired that you just nodded, not caring if you were in trouble, and hoping that this would get you put back in bed. Steve sighed, then chuckled, then carried you back into your room. He tucked you back in, Jellybean in the crook of your arm, while Bucky changed the settings on your windows to block out light. You were out again before they pulled the door shut.
Bucky and Steve walked back into the dining room. Without missing a beat, Bucky put your game up on top of the fridge and went to the pantry to hide your step stool. Steve put your breakfast back into the fridge, and made two cups of coffee. Bucky came back after hiding your step stool to find Steve with the mugs ready and a shit-eating grin on his face.
"So when she gets up, we're having a talk with her about staying in bed and doing what she's told, and why it's important to not get obsessed with games," Bucky said, avoiding the thing he knew Steve was grinning about.
"And?" Steve prompted.
"And she's not getting her game back for at least a week. Maybe two."
"And?"
"And when she does get it back, she is only allowed to play for one hour a day, that's it. I won't let her sweet talk me into more."
"And?"
Bucky sighed heavily. "And...you told me so."
"There we go," Steve said, stepping forward and taking his grumpy husband into his arms and giving him a cheeky kiss.
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tj-crochets · 1 month
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I got some spikes (for the flower crown monster’s vest) and of course I had to test them out and make myself a spiky bracelet! It turns out it’s difficult to take a photo of a bracelet on your own wrist though so here’s a picture of Jellybean wearing it
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rorywritesjunk · 2 months
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Besides there's jellybeans everywhere
The kids and Sunny celebrate Buggy on "Captain's Day", but he's not too sure what that means.
Rating: PGish Warning: Some cute stuff and domestic fluff. He calls them monsters but it's lovingly. Mentions of blood briefly. Cedar gets scared for a moment. Some fluff at the end. A/N: This was the original story but I didn't want it to be, so I kept it as another story for Buggy and his Headaches (aka cabin kids)
part 1
Title comes from "Lullabye" by Fall Out Boy.
The three little headaches were definitely testing Buggy's patience today. Between waking him up early (on his wife’s orders), spilling his coffee when they tried to pour it for him, and dropping his toast on the ground, picking it up and blowing off any dirt before handing it him, Buggy regretted agreeing to take in these three and assigning them to being cabin kids.
He picked up the coffee, being careful to keep it from spilling over onto his hands as he took a sip. The three kids were beaming at him, looking excited about something and Buggy actually felt a little uncomfortable. He looked to Sunny for help but she was ignoring him as she looked over some papers, making notes on supplies needed for the ship. He sighed and put his mug down.
“What are you three monsters staring at?” He demanded as he started to eat. The three exchanged looks, glanced over at Sunny, and looked back at Buggy. He wasn't trusting of the excited looks on their face.
“Happy Captain's Day!” They cheered, startling him into dropping a forkful of food. He wasn't sure he heard them right, as far as he knew there was no such day. He looked at his wife once more, Sunny had a grin on her face but she wouldn't look up at him.
“What the hell are you three talking about?” He grumbled as he wiped the food off his shirt. “Captain's Day?”
“Miss Sunny told us about it.” Oak said excitedly as Rowan and Cedar nodded. “She said it's a day where you get to have a day off!”
Buggy side-eyed Sunny again and she glanced at him, grinning widely as she shrugged. He looked back at the kids.
“A day off?” Buggy repeated as Rowan reached for his coffee mug to fill it back up; his hand stopped her, covering the top of the cup. It was still too full. “So, that means… what?”
“We do everything for you, of course!” Rowan said as she tried to shoo his hand away to add more coffee. Buggy moved the mug away from her. 
“Yea! We made you breakfast and then we’ll make you lunch and dinner too!” Cedar told him. “Miss Sunny will help too, Captain, ‘cause her brain is full of recipes.”
“And… Miss Sunny is the one who told you about the holiday, you say?” Buggy sighed as the three kids nodded in unison. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat, looking thoughtful. “So, anything I want…”
“Within reason.” Sunny chimed in, a warning tone in her voice. “Understand, honey?”
“Fine.” He grumbled. So cleaning barnacles off the side of the ship was out of the question. “I want you to help Sunny with her chores today, y'know, changing out all of the bedding, laundry, mending, and cleaning the kitchen.”
“Okay!” Oak agreed. “Miss Sunny does a lot.”
“More than the Captain.” Rowan agreed. Buggy looked offended by that. 
“What should we do first?” Cedar asked. “Can we have a list? I need a list.”
“I'll write up a list.” Sunny chuckled. “You don't have to help me, I manage just fine. It is Captain's Day, after all, it should be Buggy's chores.”
“The Captain doesn't have chores, Miss Sunny. He just sleeps all the time.” Rowan frowned. “Like, all the time. You have more chores than him.”
“I-I have chores, you brats! What do you think I do all day?!” Buggy demanded. The three looked at each other, thinking it over, before Oak spoke.
“You sleep, like Rowan said.” The oldest boy told him. “Every time we see you you're sleeping.”
“Am I sleeping right now?!” Buggy shrieked. “Huh?!”
“No, but you'll probably take a nap after breakfast.”  Cedar replied. “Like you usually do.”
“I don't-”
“No, no, you do.” Sunny chuckled. “But if you want them helping me with my chores, that's fine. I have some other things to work on.”
Buggy grumbled but nodded. He wasn't sure what these kids or Sunny were up to, so once breakfast was done and they cleared the table, he moved over to sit next to his wife.
“What's going on?” He hissed as Oak washed dishes and Rowan dried them. Cedar waited to put the dishes away. “Why are you making up holidays?!”
“The kids wanted to do something for you, but it's nowhere near your birthday or Father's Day.” Sunny shrugged as she went back to the supply list. Buggy gave her a funny look and she didn't even look up before responding, “I think it would be sweet if they did something for you for Father's Day. You're as much of their father as you are their Captain, honey.”
He was speechless for a moment, but the sound of a dish crashing onto the floor had him looking over at the sink. All three kids stared at the broken plate before looking at Buggy and Sunny. He grumbled and started to get up but Sunny touched his arm, shaking her head before she got up to take care of it.
“Back up, no one touch it. I don't want anyone getting hurt.” She said as she went over to clean it up. Buggy leaned back in his seat, watching this all take place. He wasn't sure what to expect with ‘Captain’s Day’.
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The kids made lunch. A burned cheese sandwich, cold soup with a whole carrot in it, and a cup of apple juice. They looked so proud of themselves for it when they brought it to Buggy, watching with anticipation as he looked over at Sunny for help before he relented and started on the sandwich first.
She was no help. They brought her the same meal. She looked so proud of them as she started eating, not even grimacing at the taste of cold, peppery broth with a whole potato in it. 
He had to be nice. If he said anything mean to these kids Sunny wouldn't forgive him and the kids would no doubt be upset. He chewed the sandwich, noting how the three kept looking between him and Sunny as the two of them ate. No, he needed to enjoy the meal. The brats put effort into this and wanted him to know it.
Oak looked smug that Buggy was enjoying the sandwich. He cooked them (with Sunny's supervision) and he even flipped the sandwiches over when it was time. Rowan and Cedar made the soup, adding salt and pepper to the boiling water like they had watched Sunny do many times. Sunny supervised them making the lunch, making sure they were safe, but didn’t offer any help on the cooking. She knew they wanted to do it on their own.
“It tastes good, right?” Oak asked as Buggy ate half of his sandwich. He glanced at Sunny, her soup was almost gone, and he managed to nod. His face lit up and Buggy took a sip of the juice; it was a little gritty, they didn't shake it before pouring the glass.
“How's the soup?” Rowan asked next, leaning forward on the table as she stared at the two adults. “I got the idea from Miss Sunny! She says vegetables are good for you.”
He looked at the whole carrot and picked it out of the soup to take a bite of it, looking once more at his wife. She had cut into the potato, scooping the insides out with her spoon and dipping it into the broth. Genius. 
“The meal is… wonderful, better than what Sunny would have made.” Buggy managed to say as he sipped the broth. “Thanks, kids.”
Their faces lit up. Sunny looked impressed that he was able to give a compliment and she smiled at her husband. Buggy took a sip of the gritty juice and leaned back in his seat.
“So, how's my wife’s chores comin’ along, you little monsters? Are you done?” He asked. The three shared a look before Rowan spoke.
“We finished’em.” She told him. “Except dinner.”
“You kids don't have to cook dinner.” Sunny told them. “I know you worked hard on lunch.” She sipped her own juice, noticing their crestfallen little faces. “Of course you can help, you know. It is Captain's Day and Buggy deserves a feast.”
“A feast?” Buggy asked hopefully, leaning forward on the table. “What kind of… feast?”
“Don’t worry about it, honey. Just work up an appetite.” Sunny said as she reached over to him with a napkin, wiping his face. He tried to pull away with a huff but she wouldn’t let him, making sure his face was clean before leaning over to kiss him on the cheek. He muttered something under his breath but didn’t pull away when she did that, even when the kids made disgusted faces.
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When Buggy returned to the kitchen for dinner, he was impressed by the food already on the table, such as rolls, roasted potatoes, and various condiments, but what concerned him was Sunny sitting at the table with her hand in a bandage. He panicked as he rushed over, noticing some of the blood on the bandage, but she gestured for him to sit down. 
“I’m fine, just a little kitchen accident.” She insisted as Buggy pulled at the bandages. “I was helping Oak learn to cut vegetables safely and the knife slipped.” 
“What?!” 
She put her fingers to his lips to shush him, looking over at their oldest cabin kid. The boy looked very serious as he slowly cut an onion into slices.The younger two were peeling carrots, the skins making a mess all over the floor and counter. There was something in the oven that was smelling delicious and Buggy wondered if it was the roast Sunny had been wanting to use up. 
“The kids are fine, I’m fine, just relax, honey.” Sunny told him quietly as Buggy kept looking between her hand and the kids. “He was pretty shaken up when it happened, and he’s only just calmed down before you came in so please don’t say anything that would upset him.”
Buggy looked between his wife and the kids again, debating if he needed to finally intervene. He couldn’t have his wife getting hurt because the kids wanted to be ‘helpful’ in the kitchen. Heck, he wasn’t even helpful since Sunny pretty much banned him from ever cooking in there again after he ruined some of her good pots and pans. Not to mention these were cabin kids, members of the crew, yet she insisted on treating them like kids. 
“Captain’s here!” Cedar announced in a loud whisper. “We gotta hurry up so we can work on dessert!”
Buggy groaned and covered his face as he slumped forward. Dessert? What was that going to end up being, ice cubes with sugar on them? He didn't know how much more he could take.
“The roast should be coming out in a few minutes and then we'll roast those onions and carrots.” Sunny announced as she stood up. Buggy put his hand out to stop her, shaking his head as he got up. He didn't want the kids touching the oven, but with Sunny's hand he didn't want her to do it either. He went over to join the kids as Sunny watched, giving him instructions on what to do from her seat.
It was nice seeing him with the kids. They absolutely adored him. They stood and watched him take the roast out and set it on the counter, commenting how it smelled amazing and they could wait to eat. It was fine, a sweet scene to behold, but Cedar said something that caused everyone to freeze.
“When do we eat, dad?”
He seemed to realize what he said, looking up at Buggy with fear in his eyes. Buggy looked over at his wife, unsure what to do for a moment, but he looked back at Cedar and reached over to ruffle his hair but pulled back when the kid recoiled, expecting a strike. 
“Soon, kid.” Buggy said as he looked over the peeled carrots and chopped onions. “Let's get this in the oven before Miss Sunny tells me I'm working too slow.” He tossed some salt, pepper, and cooking oil onto the onions and carrots before putting it into the oven. He watched his wife enough in the kitchen to know how to do some basic things. He closed the door and looked at the kids; all three were watching him, wondering if he was going to tell them never to say that again, or would he yell at them and kick them off the crew? They weren’t sure if they wanted to find out. 
They’d seen him truly mad once and it wasn’t even at them, it was at a port they stopped at a month ago when someone screamed at Rowan for bumping into them. Before Sunny could involve herself Buggy was already screaming at the person to keep away from his kids or else. How dare someone scream at one of Captain Buggy’s kids, that was an insult to his image, crew, everything! The person muttered an apology before hurrying off while Buggy made sure the kids were okay. 
Sunny was very impressed with her husband right then and made sure to tell him over and over again that night. 
“Well, what are you three waiting for?” Buggy demanded, putting his hands on his hips. “Start setting the table so Miss Sunny has a break, got it? Captain's Day is now Miss Sunny’s Day so she doesn't have to use her injured hand!”
“Oh, honey, no-”
“Shhhusshshh!” Buggy pointed at Sunny. “You stay seated!” He opened the cupboard and started pulling plates down, handing them to Oak and Rowan before collecting cutlery to hand to Cedar. “You three help me keep an eye on her. We all know she can be stubborn and sneaky.”
“She is really stubborn.” Rowan agreed. The other two nodded. Sunny pretended to look offended while her husband smirked at her. The kids snickered and brought the plates and cutlery to the table, setting it under Sunny’s direction. She caught her husband’s eye and smiled at him. Buggy grinned. He knew what that smile meant. 
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“He called you dad.” Sunny murmured, kissing Buggy’s forehead and running her fingers through his hair. “I’m happy you were okay with that. Those three adore you.”
Buggy shrugged, resting his head against her chest as he rubbed her hip slowly in circular motions, not really wanting to talk about it. The kids seemed to relax during dinner, not scared that Buggy was going to blow up at them for what Cedar said to him while Buggy pretended like it was a completely normal thing. The food was delicious, Sunny made a wonderful dessert that wasn’t sugar coated ice cubes like Buggy feared, and after the kids were put to bed, certain they were asleep, Sunny made sure Buggy knew how much she loved and appreciated him.
“They’re headaches.” He muttered as he got comfortable in her arms and glanced up at her. “Suppose they’re our headaches, though. Someone has to deal with them.”
She chuckled softly and kissed him again. “Better us than anyone else, right?”
Buggy shrugged at that. He really didn’t want to think what would have happened to those kids if he and Sunny didn’t take them in. Yea, they were his cabin kids, members of the crew, the biggest headaches he ever had to deal with, but he had a fondness for them that he wouldn’t ever tell them directly because he wasn’t sure how to tell them. Sunny knew how he felt about them, saw how protective he was of the kids and that if anyone ever tried to mess with them he would lose it. She loved that about him, how he took them in with little hesitation, helped train them on chores and other tasks on the ship, and saw that they were taken care of. 
“So, is Captain’s Day a monthly thing or…?” Buggy suddenly asked with a grin. “Because y’know, I do like how the day gets to end…”
“Yearly. Like your birthday and Father’s Day.” Sunny told him as he pouted. “I can’t spoil the captain, you know, but I can always find reasons to make a nice dessert for him or show him how much I love him.” She kissed his nose, grinning at how red he turned when she did that. “But we also have three kids who could come tearing in here at any moment so we can’t end each day the way Captain’s Day has ended, honey, as much as we both want to.” 
Buggy let out a pitiful whine as Sunny pulled away and grabbed his shirt to wear before tossing him his boxers. Sometimes he wished it was just the two of them again so they wouldn’t have to worry about interruptions, because as soon as he finished sulking and pulling on his own pajamas, there was a knock at the door, and going by how fast the knock was, three taps back-to-back, it was Rowan. Buggy sighed, knowing the others would be close behind. He just wanted one night with his wife without any headaches.
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partiallypearl · 2 months
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*at gun point* What are some of your jeyna hcs
i have too fucking many but aight let’s go
they first met on one of jason’s quests. hylla and reyna had just escaped from circe’s and the pirates, jason was just abt to fight the sea monster. they both help each other out and become tentative friends
reyna does not trust him as far as she can throw him for a while. it takes jason a long time to prove himself to her
when they get back to cj, first cohort almost immediately tries to get reyna to join them, but the idea of not being able to be friends with jason is what holds her back
the jellybean thing becomes a joke after a quest goes wrong in seattle circa ttc. turns out harpies love jellybeans and they will leave you alone if you sacrifice them
jason learned how to braid hair as a little kid (fully stealing this hc from one of @hecatea’s old fics) and he was in charge of reyna’s hair once it started growing back out
speaking of reyna’s hair, it was cut into a fairly short bob when he first met her, so the first time he sees it down and almost rib length, he does a spit take
jason has several lichtenberg scars on his back and shoulders and reyna has fallen asleep tracing them quite often
their first kiss was during their third quest together circa botl. reyna thought jason was going to die and grabbed him and kissed him before watching him walk into what they both thought would be a trap. he survived (obvi) and they didn’t speak about the kiss until his birthday nearly a month later
they never outright admitted their feelings for each other but it was one of those things everyone knows about
during the battle of mount othrys, reyna takes a knife to the stomach for jason, and he goes ballistic afterwards. the sudden surge of anger and devotion is how he got officially recognized as juno’s champion
he makes her promise that she won’t die on him. she’s too scared to make him promise the same to her
they start planning their trip to dalmatia as a joke during one of their smaller quests, but eventually they both become genuinely interested in doing it
reyna has/had an old polaroid camera that she used to take photos of anything and everything. her collection of photos of jason is the biggest
her favourite photo of jason is him staring out at the pacific ocean with a blue superman hat on and this pensive look on his face. it would have done numbers on tumblr
jason kept/keeps every single sticky note reyna has ever written for him. he likes to look at her writing when he isn’t feeling well
they both get elected to praetorship shortly after the battle of mount othrys. reyna’s incredibly happy about it. jason is not.
the night jason goes missing, him and reyna had just had a massive argument about his hatred of being praetor
reyna refuses to burn jason’s burial shroud for months until shortly before percy arrives at cj. it would mean admitting defeat and she won’t do that
she never tells jason what venus told her at charleston. even if/when they get together, she never tells him
now this is fully hc, but i like to think that instead of jason dying, he just fully detaches himself from the demigod world and after a few years, him and reyna meet again at a coffee shop or something in san francisco and they slowly repair their broken friendship
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valhousersart · 1 year
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Set number 2 for the Half Jellybean Monster Emotes! :) Comes with 3 different sizes for each: 448x448 pixel 224x224 pixel 112x122 pixel Link: https://t.co/Ul36Mu8aOy
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navybrat817 · 10 months
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Have you had this one? What would bucky do if one of your kids had a bad dream and refused to go back to their own bed?
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Aww. Bucky would do whatever he could to provide comfort. He'd reassure his baby that he's there and everyone is safe and sound. "You had a bad dream, Jellybean, but you're awake now and everything is okay."
And Bucky, well, he knows all about bad dreams.
After wiping tears away, he'd check under the bed and closet to assure that there are no monsters hiding there. He'd also make sure the nightlight is on to chase any darkness away. And if that wasn't enough, he'd have no problem holding his kid and rocking them, talking to them, or just humming until they fell back asleep.
He'd watch over them and make sure nothing else happened.
Love and thanks. ❤️
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fandomwe1rd0 · 23 days
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Morty is a really tragic character
I'm rewatching the series for like the 10th time, and I'm feeling really bad for Morty, the poor boy went through so much, here's what he goes through in season 1 alone.
Episode 1 ~ Pilot
Suffers from extreme panic from Rick saying he will blow up the world, and is tired due to it also being late at night
Is manhandled by Rick for this entire episode, and Rick is very harsh toward him
Is dragged out of school by Rick
Breaks both of his legs
Stuffs Mega-seeds up his rectum and it is apparently painful due to them being pointy
Is immobilized for hours due to them dissolving in his rectum
Episode 2 ~ Lawnmower Dog
Was about to get punished for something Rick did
Rick snaps at him all because Morty suggested Rick helps him with his homework
Is terrified due to having to avoid getting shot so he doesn't die in real life
Is slapped by Rick while screaming
Is traumatized due to seeing his sister in a...suggestive way
Is terrified due to Scary Terry
Rick embarrasses him in front of girls (Those girls weren't real but still)
His kidneys shut down
His dog leaves
Rick insults him "What do you know Morty? What do you know?"
Episode 3 ~ Anatomy Park
Gets hastily told by Rick to hold his breath until a certain process is over or his lungs will collapse
Is nearly choked by Poncho for no real reason
Is nearly attacked by monsters (multiple times throughout the episode)
Sees mutiple people die (Throughout episode)
Alice taken away from him for Rick's own selfish reasons, Rick doesn't apologize and brushes it off saying he did Morty a favor
Episode 4 ~ M-Night Sha-aliens!
He isn't exactly in this episode, but in an aftercredits scene, Rick holds a knife to Morty's neck while angerily asking him "ARE YOU A SIMULATION!?"
Episode 5 ~ Meeseeks and Destroy
Got traumatized from having to kill people who looked exactly like his family
Rick is very harsh towards him for the majority of the episode
Got assaulted by Mr. Jellybean, narrowly escaped him
Panicked when he saw Mr. Jellybean again
Episode 6 ~ Rick Potion #9
Multiple people fell in love with him and charged at him
Rick is very harsh towards him throughout this episode
A bunch of praying mantis/ vole/ human hybrids talked about how they would like to have sex with him then eat him afterwards
Got traumatized from being forced to bury himself
Episode 7 ~ Raising Gazapazorp
Tried his best to raise a very aggressive, violent son named Morty Jr. then Morty Jr. made a book talking about what a terrible father he was
Episode 8 ~ Rixty Minutes
Actually, not a lot of bad stuff happens to him in this episode, but we see the impact of him burying himself
Episode 9 ~ Something Ricked this Way Comes
Jerry snapped at him 2 times in this episode for no real reason
Jerry embarrassed him in front of a lot of Plutonions
Episode 10 ~ Close Rick Counters with Rick Kind
Got dragged away from his family just because our Rick's Morty (Ik he's technically Rick Prime's Morty but eh)
Got angry at Rick when he found out he was just a human cloaking device
Saw himself in agony
Cried when Rick said "You are a perfect impenetrable suit of human amor Morty because you're as dumb as I am smart. So that's why when I say shut up, it's really good advice."
Got locked in with a bunch of other Mortys
Rick insulted him after Morty saved his life "Ok Morty, don't break an arm jerking yourself off."
Episode 11 ~ Ricksy Business
Tried to convince Rick not to have a party since he'd prefer to keep going on adventures with Rick, but Rick just brushed him off
Worked tirelessly to attempt to keep the house in good shape
Rick dumped people who were annoying him onto Morty
Saw Squancy uh...pleasuring himself in the closet
Saw Abrodolf Lincoler die
Rick got a bunch of people to boo him.
This all happened in season one. This poor dude got constantly insulted and had horrible things happen to him. It's easy to forget that he's only 14 due to all of the stuff that happened to him. A lot of this stuff could be difficult for an adult to handle, I can't image how much mental damage it must do to someone who is only 14. Poor Morty is traumatized, the poor kid deserves all the hugs and kindness in the world and a good family, man.
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just-gay-chaos · 11 months
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My BBC ghosts hc was given a smidge of attention so here’s a list of my favorites
Thomas’s fancy vest is actually an old school binder
Robin is Omni and non-binary
Kitty likes to nap in the yard sunbathing like, well, a kitty
Captain used to love root beer jellybeans and now he loves the smell of rootbeer
The plague ghosts have a boggle night with Alison at least once a month
Pat can recite over 3,000 bird facts from memory
Humphrey likes bright and colorful lights because he doesn’t get to see them too often, being on the ground most of the time and all that
Julian and robin regularly get in dumb arguments about stuff that makes no sense
Lady button enjoys the smell of pomegranates
Mary is a lesbian (if she knew that she could identify that way that is)
BONUS HEADCANNONS!
Thomas acts like he can’t stand mike but sometimes he follows him just because he feels like he gives off good vibes
Robin is convinced about 75% of all dog movies are actually horror movies
The captain listens to heavy metal because it “makes his senses more acute” but in all reality he just likes the vibes
The ghosts can feel very basic vibrations and other natural forces since as ghosts they’re connected to nature
Pat enjoys cheesy monster movies and Julian likes to make fun of them with him
Thomas listens to the smiths (don’t think that needs to be said)
Kitty has made up at least 30 constellations she likes to show the others, Robin is fascinated by it
None of them are neurotypical
Humphrey loves classic 80s/90s coming of age movies, his favorite is the breakfast club
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remember i made some monster cereal screen redraws?
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uh yea i did a redraw of a redraw
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anyways general mills if you ever need to contact me to take this post down feel free to
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poisonpercy · 4 months
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Watching episode 1, here are my thoughts
Baby Percy is adorable. They did amazing casting for younger Percy because how are you going to tell me that’s not Walker Scobell
Percy is low key a good artist. His drawings of the monsters he’s seeing are way better than I expected
Grover and Percy, my cuties 🥹🥹
Percy looking at the Perseus statue has me bawling my eyes out
That quote about how everyone who looks like a hero isn’t a hero and how everyone who looks like a monster isn’t a monster is very good. That very much is the core of pjo
Nancy Bobofit is perfect lmao
I don’t like Chiron giving Percy Riptide when he did. I like how it’s done in the books better
Percy and Grover switching items of their sandwiches is so cute. Besties
The fountain scene is funny ngl. It looked so fake 💀
The Mrs. Dodds fight scene was lame
“Is he dead?” Lol
Chiron and Grover and their gaslight gatekeep girlboss moment. Poor Percy
Grover how dare you betray Percy in the principal’s office 😭😭 I would never forgive him for that if I was Percy
“At least I know you think you didn’t.” I’M GOING TO BITE CHIRON’S HEAD OFF
No Greyhound bus scene? No Percy seeing the fates cut the string? No Grover saying that it’s always 6th grade? Those scenes shouldn’t have been cut wtf
Eddie is nice??
Why is Gabe funny? He’s supposed to be an asshole, he’s not supposed to be funny
Sally listening to Olivia Rodrigo while sitting in the rain is stupid. THEY CUT THE WHOLE GREYHOUND BUS SCENE BUT ADD THIS??? MAKE IT MAKE SENSE
Blue jellybeans 🥺🥺
Why are Sally and Gabe low key friends?? How is his murder via Medusa’s head justified with this behavior? Gabe better get worse
The show is too dark. I have my laptop at full brightness and it’s still hard to see
Why is Sally telling Percy about his dad being a god while at Montauk? I like how it happens in the book better
“You feel in love with God? Like Jesus?” Lol
No because why is Percy being told everything before even leaving Montauk? He should be in the dark and have his life flipped upside while he’s grieving Sally at camp
“Why are you telling me this?” <- I would also like the answer to that question
“Grover, why is there half a goat in your pants?” Idk but something about how that line is phrased is hilarious
The car scene is literally so dark. I can’t see anything that is happening
“I’m actually 24.” Grover, now is not the time to explain the weird aging of satyrs
Why is Sally putting so much pressure on Grover. That’s not Sally 🤨 I like Sally’s actress but I don’t think the people in the writer’s room get her character
This pacing is wack. Literally why is everything moving so fast??
I don’t like that Percy has Riptide during the fight with the Minotaur. Actually, I don’t like the fight scene at all. It’s so boring and I can hardly see what’s happening
Overall, it’s cute. I don’t love it, but I don’t hate it. I’m going to be honest, I don’t care about the characters or story so far because I feel like I’m being told I should care, but not shown why I should care. The pacing is horrible so far. Everything is moving too fast. The show also suffers from having horrible lighting. It’s hard to care about what’s happening when you can’t see what’s happening on the screen. It’s all very boring right now. Where’s the chaos that kept me hooked the first time?? Actors are great, I’ll give them that. But the show is so far not doing it for me
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