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gonergoat · 2 months

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✿ " ToS 2 ; incorrect quotes ed. ! "

this is just my collection of incorrect quotes i made for roles in the game ! [ i might do modded later . ] don't ask me why , i just wanted to make this . click on " keep reading " if you want to see .

Jailor , standing right above prisoner and sharpening their sword : We've got ways of making people talk . Jailor proceeds to cut piece of cake . Prisoner : . . . Can I have some ? Jailor : Cake is for talkers .

Admirer : You have to apologize to them , my dove . Coroner : Fine ! But I must warn you that this might make me a better , nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with !

Veteran at party , holding an antique bottle : Is this whiskey or perfume ? Tavern Keeper grabs and chugs the entire bottle . Tavern Keeper : Tavern Keeper : It's perfume .

Amnesiac : There is no " i " in " happyness " . . . Ritualist : There is if you fucking spell it right .

Dreamweaver is hugging Enchanter . Jinx : Hey ! It's my turn to hug them ! Jinx grabs Enchanter . Conjurer , knocking down the door : What do you mean , " yOuR tUrN " ? We agreed now is my time slot ! Dreamweaver : No , It's still my turn ! Enchanter , suffocating : Guys , I love you , but just because I'm the smallest doesn't mean you can be hugging me constantly ! Jinx : But we need the moral support ! Dreamweaver : And you're small ! Which is cute ! Conjurer : If I don't hug you right now I think the depression will kick in and my body will stop functioning . Enchanter , close to tears : Well — I , I guess .

Investigator : Hey bud , I’ve got an idea for how to solve this . Veteran , pulling out a shotgun : Yeah ? Investigator : Wh — No ! That’s not the idea , pal !

Admirer is crying after a breakup . Tracker : There there , lovebird . Admirer , still crying : Thanks , but how did you get into my room ? Tracker : Great question —

Spy is telling a story . Admirer : Wow , darling , this story has everything ! Action ! Adventure ! Romance ! Retributionist : Romance ? Admirer : I have a crush on them .

Jester : God has let me live another day and I'm going to make it everyone's problem .

Trapper : You’re my best friend , I would do anything for you . Seer : I want you to eat 3 meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule . Trapper : Absolutely not .

Trapper : Where is everyone ? Coroner : Seer had a nervous collapse , Admirer is looking after them , Trickster is trying to kill Vigilante , so I’m in charge . Trapper : Oh my god ! Coroner : I know , right ?

[ dividers by cafekitsune ! ]

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lovelymixtress · 2 years

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Ofc luv!! Again I am so sorry for not activating my ask box 😭 But !! I hope you enjoy!

Dimentio x Reader Headcanons (romantic), requested by @thereaderinsertlady

This man is head over heels for you.

He kept questioning himself on why he felt so.. enchanted by you.

Felt his heart flutter whenever he saw you.

There have been times where you caught Dimentio catching glances at you. You noted that he gets flustered whenever you spot him.

It was kind of obvious that he had the biggest crush on you.

Although, you had the same feelings for the jester, and even struggled yourself to try to hide it.

One time, you were so busy daydreaming about Dimentio that you tripped on your own shoe and fell.

It was okay though, because he picked you up and just, held you. He held you so close, it was so tempting to kiss him right there on the spot..

In the end, Dimentio was the one to confess to you.

He got you flowers, brought you in a calm, romantic place, and held you. You remember it so perfectly. Dimentio took your hand into his and whispered his first 'I love you.' For you!! A tí!!

Since then, the two of you lovebirds have traveled dimensions, went on many dates, and have spent quality time with each other.

We can't forget sleepovers, those are really fun!

You accidentally hit Dimentio in the face with a pillow. You apologized for it, but he just laughed and slammed you with a pillow. That's how you got feathers all over your room.

The many things that he loves to do is share his food with you. Spaghetti? Oh my, that's just asking for a kiss! Milkshakes? Oo, Dimentio is going to hold your hand underneath the table!! Oo he's glancing at you!!

Dimentio loves you, very very much. He'll do anything to make you happy, he loves to see your smile and hear your laughter. Those always makes his heart melt..!

Go on, go give Dimentio a kiss. He'll appreciate it and cuddle with you. :>

I hope this helped satisfy you, let me know if I need to make any corrections ^^

#super paper mario #spm #dimentio #dimentio x reader

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marinerainbow · 7 months

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//Okay OKAY WTH your WFRR fairytale AU is making me feral with excitement for possibilities Oh my God!

Okay so...Privateer Edward Valiant lost his brother to a fairytale creature and he now hates them. Can't be arsed with their antics and tomfoolery. Doesn't believe in Happily Ever After because it never happened for him. Takes small bounty hunting jobs and pays rent to the Two-Carriage Inn where his on again off again girlfriend Dolores works as a barmaid. One day Roger the White Rabbit gets framed for murdering a duke and Edward has to prove his innocence. Along the way the kingdom's new judge has tried to win favour of the princess who rose from the ranks as a background songstress into one of the most powerful and beloved royals in the land, Princess Jessica and hires his troop of bandit weasels to protect her. If all goes well he will be knighted or at least appointed to someone with a lot of land and power. Roger used to work in the palace as a court jester and is completely smitten with the princess but knows she could never love him back. Unbeknownst to him he's all she ever thinks about. But alas, it can never be. She has to marry a prince.

Unless a meek chambermaid rabbit named after a flower and a working peasant girl named after a popular feline diminuative can...change a few things...?

AHHHHHHHHHH I love this so much you have no idea!!!! I wish I could write it! ^^

I need- NEED to see Princess!Jessica and Jester!Roger in love! Roger is the one who makes the sweet yet serious Princess laugh ^^ and Tavern Keeper!Dolores!!! I need to see this tough woman keeping a rowdy tavern in check. Imagine all the people she sees! Maybe even those bandit weasels? "I had to shake the weasels."

And- Poppy and Kitty working together to get Roger abd Jessica together!!!! I can definitely see that happening, especially if Roger and Poppy are related in this AU. She's looking out for her cousin ^^ (if they're cousins, maybe it was Roger that got Poppy the job at the castle?) Imagine these two working on proving Roger's innocence while trying to get these two lovebirds to confess their love ^^ it's gonna be hectic, but it'll be fun XD

We are definitely discussing this more sometime! If you want to ^^

#asks #wfrr #Who Framed Roger Rabbit #Fairytale AU #Judge Doom #Jessica Rabbit #Roger Rabbit #eddie valiant #other peoples OC's #my own OC's #Poppy #Toon Patrol #disney #disney heros #disney villains #Dolores #Who Framed the Jester AU

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bellasdragons · 8 months

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NPC Descriptions

Here are the descriptions I could find for the Trading Post and Grand Exchange dragons (and Sage).

While the Grand Exchange ones have descriptions (will update with Sage's other seasons too as they come up) I couldn't most of our main crew - if you can find them please let me know and I'll add them (with credit of course!)

Under a cut because of length:

SUSIE "An image of Susie, a female Coatl dragon. Susie sits among a garden of hearts and flowers. She crochets a string of hearts in her wheelchair, using the thread lovebirds have brought to her. As a Coatl dragon, Susie has a short snout, curled tail, and a feathered crest and wings that connect to her body alongside some swirled bony plates. Susie has a leopard ice primary and pinkish wings that end in short stripes. She wears enormous spectacles, a red heart bowtie, and a purple coat and skirt with many white petticoats. "

PATCHES "An image of Patches, a male Pearlcatcher dragon. Patches holds up his pearl using a prosthetic arm and is surrounded by a treasure chest, parrot, cannon, and ship’s wheel. As a Pearlcatcher dragon, Patches has two horns down the center of his forehead, a mane that runs down the length of his back, and long ears. Patches colors most closely resemble a maroon speckle and garnet freckle. He wears a mix of a corsair’s hat and a privateer’s jacket, both of which are mended and have seen better days. "

JOXAR "An image of Joxar, a male Mirror dragon. He tosses a prismatic token into the air, and sits in front of crates of goods. As a Mirror dragon, Joxar has two pairs of eyes and a twin crests/horns that flare out to either side. Joxar has a sky primary and brick secondary, and does not sport any gene patterns. Joxar wears a floppy festive crown, a scarf, a short vest, and a jester’s adornments on his legs and tail. "

ARVELLE "An image of Arvelle, a female Ridgeback dragon. Arvell is holding a twin-headed spiked flair and standing atop a mound of broken weapons. As a Ridgeback dragon Arvelle has a protruding nose and chin, long curved thumb claws, and spikes running down her back. Arvelle has an off-white body color with a greyish pink belly. Her claw tips are crimson and her wings are a reddish brick color. She wears a set of well-used armor. The armor’s most notable piece is the helmet, which sports a large crimson plume of hair and fiber that trails down her neck. Arvelle is well-muscled and scarred. "

HIGGENS "An image of Higgins, a male Nocturne dragon. Higgens has a dry expression on his face, stands upright and holds up a platter of mimic powder. Behind him is a haunted looking Victorian building, and next to him stands a chest that opens to reveal teeth and a tongue. As a Nocturne dragon, Higgens has a bat-like nose, a chin frill, and an array of short spikes that run down his neck. Higgens has a charcoal primary and blackberry secondary, and does not sport any gene patterns. "

MARVA An image of Marva, presumed to be an Imperial dragon. "Presumed", because there is no dragon stationed at this shop at all! Instead, a whimsically-painted cardboard cutout of an imperial dragon stands among cardboard cutouts of April Fool's day familiars. Many of the cutouts display visible tape holding them together, and some paint appears to have been spattered. The largest cutout of the Imperial dragon is of a dark purple imperial with light purple wings. It holds a star wand and wears a star cape and top hat, and has a big smile on its face that nearly splits its head in two.

AVERY "An image of Avery, a male Wildclaw, looking anxious in an office overflowing with paperwork, medals, and trophies. From behind the cluttered desk peeks a Skycat with long ears and wings. As a Wildclaw dragon Avery has three pairs of horns around his face, a feathered crest, and stands upright on a pair of legs sporting hooked claws. Avery has an algae jaguar primary and a peridot blend secondary. He is wearing a scroll case sling, a pair of spectacles, and a bowtie. "

GLASS & GLOSS "An image of Glass and Gloss, a nonbinary Aberration dragon. They smile viciously and hold open their tattered cape, displaying an array of gene scrolls. Behind them, vases an boxes are overflowing with similar inventory. As an Aberration dragon, they have two heads with rounded and swept back horns, twin tails, and tattered wings. They have a flaxen swirl primary, goldenrod weaver secondary, and soil fangs tertiary. "

SAGE (SUMMER) "An image of Sage, a female dryad. Sage reclines against her tree her hand raised to tease and grow the dandelions. Behind her the land shows the gold colors of summer. As a dryad, Sage resembles a human with leaves and bark growing from her hair and body. In the summer, Sage has deep brown skin with gold undertones, a golden crown of leaves, and a white and green leafy dress. "

GALORE "Image of Galore, an adult male Guardian dragon with speckle spruce primary and chocolate blend secondary genes. Galore is perched upon a pile of coins, gems, a chest, and other treasures. He is wearing an ornate, yet aged, cloak and beard tie. A large wooden staff with a loose leather strap grip is leaning against Galore’s side. The apparel Galore wears and his staff are unique to his character and are not standard "

#I am SO MAD that some of these are just. straight-up non-existent as G1s :'(#HOW am I to complete The Trading Post Project like this?!#also: WE HAVE GALORE COLORS. I REPEAT WE HAVE GALORE COLORS #The Trading Post Project #(so I can find this easy bc that's my baby I've been quietly working on it since shortly after joining the site)#flight rising

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gurrillero-aa · 1 year

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SOFT ACTIONS @chaoshe

He’s midway through a mug of ale, settled on the furthest, dark corner of the tavern, sharing some hush words with a rough-looking local, they seem to know each other, though perhaps it’s just Cassian’s general skill at making others feel comfortable.

For a moment all he sees is a blur of blue, then Jester settles comfortably on his lap, the movement so natural anyone would assume it was normal. It does the trick because his companion only laughs, muttering something about ‘lovebirds’ before leaving them, promising Cassian to ‘catch up’ later, whatever that means. Tension runs through Cassian’s body, eyes wide that seem to say ‘ What are you doing?’ Still he doesn't push her, doesn’t say a word, instead looks behind her, trying to gather if maybe this is a ruse, if someone is watching and she’s just trying to play along, wouldn’t be the first time. Was he being too obvious? Bringing the wrong kind of attention to himself?

He feels her run her fingers through his hair and an involuntary shiver runs down his spine, a different color tinting the dark skin over his cheekbones, something like a flush. It’s been a while on the road, and the buzz-cut hair he wore when they first met has now grown into messy curls that spill from the sides of his head. It gives him a softer look, less threatening. It works to his advantage but he can't help thinking what other parts of him have changed, how does he even feel about it.

“ It needs a cut, ” he mumbles, clearing his throat to gain control back on his tone, fingers compulsively running through his own hair to chase away the sensation of her touch. It doesn’t work, she’s too there, still too much in his personal space, making it harder to think. But he has to remember this is of course BECAUSE of something. He did something wrong, someone was looking too intently at him, Jester is just playing along. “ What is it? ” he whispers in a hushed tone, gaining control of his voice at least, “ Is there someone? ”

#cassian dot exe stopped working #for someone so smart he really is an idiot #chaoshe #int : / / answered.#au : / / spymaster.

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lovebirdsounds · 29 days

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Lovebirds, the stand-up comics of the aviary, bring laughter with their chirps, turning the feathered theater into a comedy club. As night falls, they ease into a chill mode – a lullaby that's like saying, "Sleep tight, world, with a smile." When the morning sun rises, their chirps are the avian version of, "Coffee's ready, let's conquer the day!" Lovebirds, the feathered jesters, keep the aviary in stitches.

#lovebird #lovebirds #parrot #Youtube

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greenelectricsky · 4 months

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20.12 - mistletoe!

Mirage is one of those cats who pick mistletoe for a tribe. He knows the best trees and knows how to pluck it and not to poison himself. Also, he loves to do it, because he can show off his agility.

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Tugger ties a mistletoe to his tail and has it over his head so he can kiss with everyone whenever he goes!

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Jellylorum: Hello, sister! How are you?

Jennyanydots: Not good! Some jester hang up mistletoe all over my place! And now every young tom wants kisses.

Jellylorum: And Bustopher?

Jennyanydots: He didn't show up, of course!

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Bombalurina: I love that mistletoe over our bed! I can kiss you all the time!

Demeter: You can kiss me all the time, regardless if it's there or not!

Bombalurina: Yes, but it's a tradition with it!

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Mistoffelees and Victoria like to meddle, so when she sees some lovebirds, especially shy and not-quite-together-yet, he conjures a mistletoe over there.

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WARNING!!!! ABOUT SEX!!!!!!!

When the train finally arrived, Munkustrap hopped in and started looking for his husband. He heard him here and there, saw his tail, but Skimble was very busy, so Munku went to the conductor's wagon like always.

He sat on a bench, waited and napped. When he woke up, Skimble was looking between him and something over his head.

Munkustrap: Hello, love. What's happening?

Skimbleshanks, with a predatory smile: I like a place you choose to sit, that's all.

Munkustrap looks up, sees a mistletoe and chuckles: Oh... So what are you waiting for? Kiss me.

Skimbleshanks: Darling, believe me, after a week apart I'll devour you whole, here and now...

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birdhism · 3 months

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((accept your fate))

#birblr #birb #animals #bird #cute #funny #jester the lovebird #memes #meme Monday #lovebird #parrots #birds #kawaii #parrot

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sun-critrole · 2 years

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This is too short for Ao3, so here, enjoy. A drunken first-kiss ficlet. Shadowgast brainrot go brrrrrr

Essek had been staring at Caleb’s hair all night.

It caught the firelight so entrancingly. It fell in a straight curtain, but there was a slight wave to the ends - maybe because he had pulled it out of its tie and let it flow loose and alluring over his shoulders. The color of it, too, was intriguing - an even, brilliant copper, except where the firelight turned it gold.

Essek was partial to silver, himself, but leave it to Caleb Widogast to change his mind.

Caleb himself was laughing, his right hand supporting his chin and his left hand palming a heavy tankard filled with foul-smelling ale. The Mighty Nein never seemed to care much for the finer things in life, contenting themselves with cheap booze and cheap beds whenever they could find them. Essek supposed if you were used to sleeping on the ground in a bubble, then an inn with private rooms seemed like a luxury. For him, it had been an adjustment. He was used to it now, though - the sour taste of ale was almost nostalgic, and the closeness and laughter of his friends made the small rooms seem endearing.

But back to Caleb. He was now reaching over the table to ruffle Jester’s hair affectionately, his eyes fond and smiling. She let him, giggling, even though she had not had a drop of alcohol all night. Beside her, Fjord was all but snoring into his own ale.

“You better get this old lug up to bed, ja?” Caleb suggested to her. “He will not get any easier to carry if he passes out.”

“‘M not asleep,” Fjord protested, though he didn’t bring his head up to do so. “‘M resting.”

“Of course, mein Freund,” Caleb agreed, good-natured. “Do you need help getting upstairs?”

“I got him!” Jester said cheerfully. “He’s really not that bad, once you get him on his feet. C’mon, Fjord. Up you go.”

“Good night, lovebirds!” Beau called from the other end of the table. Essek was pretty sure she didn’t have a leg to stand on in the lovebirds department, since her legs were currently wrapped around Yasha’s waist.

“Ah, they will be fine,” Caleb murmured to himself, taking another drink. “Jester and Fjord, they are good together.”

“They are,” Essek agreed.

“Essek,” Caleb hummed, as if surprised to see him. “I am glad you are here. This has been a good night.”

“It has,” Essek agreed, staring at Caleb’s hair again. He wondered if it shone like that in the sun. He wondered if it would run between his fingers like water.

“I am not so sad about things, on nights like these,” Caleb mused. “Everything just. Makes more sense, I suppose. Or less sense.”

��Definitely less,” Essek replied. “I don’t remember how to cast Fortune’s Favor at the moment.”

Caleb hummed, then turned to look at him. The effect of his crystal-blue eyes peeking from behind his dark red eyelashes took Essek’s breath away. “Why would you need Fortune’s Favor right now?”

“Because I have been wanting to make a mistake all night,” Essek admitted, “And if I had Fortune’s Favor, maybe I’d have a better chance of not making it.”

Caleb shook his head, causing his hair to shift and shimmer in the low light. “People make mistakes when they’re drunk,” he explained, as if it was the wisdom of the ancients. “It is unavoidable.”

“Okay,” Essek said, shifting so he straddled the bench. Then he reached out and brushed a silky strand of Caleb’s hair carefully out of his face, tucking it behind his rounded ear.

They stared at one another, speechless. Essek did not withdraw his hand, letting it card through the length of Caleb’s hair and settle softly on the nape of his neck. He was warm, his blood rising to the surface of his skin and turning it wonderfully pink.

“Oh,” Caleb mumbled. “Is that the mistake?”

Essek considered. “I don’t know yet. Do you think I made a mistake?”

“No,” Caleb breathed, so low Essek almost missed it. “Not a mistake.”

Before Essek could register that he was moving, Caleb had already pressed his lips to the corner of Essek’s. He held there for a moment, two, then drew back just enough to meet his eyes.

“Was that a mistake?”

Essek shook his head. It made the room spin. “No,” he whispered, before pulling Caleb in by the hand on his nape to kiss him once again.

#fic #fanfiction #shadowgast #ficlet #alcohol #critical role #campaign 2 #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #bg beauyasha and fjord/jester

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your-nanas-house · 3 years

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MASTERLIST

★ Valeska twins

- Summer Afternoon: (fluff)

summary: It's a rare, quiet, summer afternoon spent at Haly's Circus

- The maze: (?)

summary: The J Squad (including Reader) meet Jerome's twin brother.

- First meeting after the spray : (funny)

summary: Jeremiah meets Jerome.

-Sick

-Wedding dress

★ Jerome Valeska

- Together is better : (fluff)

summary: Little Jerome wants to get away from the circus to have some time alone and meets his best friend (reader) in the woods and they spend time together.

- The Teddy Bear ♡ : (fluff)

summary: Jerome writes in his diary on a boring day in Arkham Asylum

- Their little secret : (slight angst, Fluff)

Summary: Jerome spends his birthday in Arkham.

- The ex-psychologist : (angst, fluff)

summary: Jerome reunites with his psychologist from the first time he ended up in Arkham.

- Sleeping Beauty : (dark, angst, fluff)

summary: sleeping beauty's story with Jerome and the reader.

- Childhood dream : (funny)

summary: Jerome's childhood dream is to have a truck that sells hotdogs and ice cream.

- Her pupil : (?)

summary: Jerome agrees to become Jester's pupil.

- His ninth birthday : (angst, fluff)

summary: It's Jerome's ninth birthday.

-The magician

-The blog

-Rockstar

-The note

-Children

-Little ginger

-Replaced

-Miss Perfection and Kindness

-The charity event

-Jerome's proxy

★ Jeremiah Valeska

- The memory of a rainy day : (fluff)

summary: Jeremiah thinks about the memory of a rainy day spent with Reader.

- My little artist : (?)

summary: Jeremiah wants to decorate his church and asks Reader.

- Old friend : (fluff?)

summary: Jeremiah manages to find his old friend Y/n and visits her.

- Disastrous night : (angst?)

summary: Y/n is in the wrong place at the wrong time.

- My Queen : (?)

summary: Y/n agrees to have dinner with Jeremiah

- The final project : (angst)

summary: Jeremiah locks the reader in a room to make her breathe the insanity gas

- The GAS : (angst, fluff)

summary: The gas is working while Jeremiah carries their son around the house.

★ Requests

-Blog

-Night off

- The anniversary : (?)

summary: Jerome is tricked when he buys something on the internet for his and Reader's wedding anniversary.

- My dolly : (smut) part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

summary: Y/n finds Jerome's diary in their flat and decides to read it.

- Promise : (angst)

summary: Reader is jealous of Ecco and leaves making Jeremiah realise how much she really means to him.

- Unexpected night : (Future smut in part 2)

Summary: Reader goes to have fun and meets the Valeska twins.

- The colouring book : (Fluff)

Summary: Jerome and Reader color together on a coloring book.

- Out of the shell : (smut)

Summary: Jerome phrases prompt 3.

- Test subject : (smut)

summary: Jerome doesn't accept the test subject.

- The biscuits : (fluff)

summary: Jerome and the reader cook together.

-The stolen thing

-Lovebirds

-The Boss

-Insecurity

-My little reporter

-Physical contact

-Lipstick

-Don't Give Up

-Ballerina

-Starry night

-Like every time

-Catch up

-Outside the Bunker

-Rainy day

-Do you want a hug?

★ Cameron Monaghan

-Childbirth

-The best day of my life

-Don't tell anyone

-Night outings

-Period

★ Cal Kestis

Other characters:

Jason

-Skull (part 1, 2, 3)

-Messy kitchen

Tim

-Rest

-I love you

Tom

-Kiss

Headcanons

-If Reader was the "crazy" one and not Jerome

-If Jerome and Reader had a baby

-If Jeremiah moaned the wrong name

✿ Crazymom (masterlist)

★ The Girl (masterlist)

☆ The friend's friend (masterlist)

* PROMPTS (pre-spray Jeremiah, Post-spray Jeremiah, Jerome)

- Ideas that I want to write

=) INCORRECT QUOTES (masterlist)

#gotham #jerome x reader x jeremiah #jerome valeska x you #jerome x reader #jerome valeska #jerome valeska x reader #jeremiah valeska imagine #jeremiah valeska #jeremiah valeska x reader #jeremiah x reader #valeska twins #valeska brothers #gotham tv #gotham x reader #cameron+monaghan+imagine #cameron+monaghan+imagines #cameron monaghan #cal kestis x reader #cal kestis

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ambrial-blog · 2 years

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A Moment in time forever frozen in the back of his mind. The thought of ever seeing Blitzo again was like a fleeting dream. But here he was, his former friend.. a Harlequin by name, an assassin by trade.

Blitzo’s body slammed harshly against the wall. As Fizz propelled him through the air, Fizz stares down at the broken imp before him. Blitzo groans, coming to. Aussie and Fizz had separated Stolas from Blitzo sometime earlier that night. Fizz pauses as an old faded photo flutters out from Blitzo’s pocket. The imp scurries to catch it, but Fizz holds him back laughing.. that is until he got a good look at the picture.

They were younger, in their teens, without a care in the world. Fizz’s arms wrapped around Blitzo’s neck. It was the day they got tickets to see Mammon, “I’ll never let you go, will be together forever BlitzO, just you and me- forget that sister of yours and I’ll sky rocket both of us to stardom”

But Blitzo cared more about his sister, then he did Fizz.

Fizzorolli would’ve done anything for Blitzo. He’d still do anything for his best friend.

“will be the best, duo out their swinging high on the trapeeze, really dazzling the crowd with our fire, just you and me BlitzO,”

“Then Lord Mammon would have no choice but to take the both of us in.” Fizz cries happily.

Blitzo slightly winces, looking around disoriented. In the picture Blitzo had remained silent, but the shit-eating grin that appeared on his face. But that was long ago, practically another lifetime to Fizz. It felt like ages since they were that close.

Fizzorolli wanted that back. He clung to his dream of having his best friend by his side cheering him on, not some prince’s bed warmer.

Fizzorolli grin down, Asmodeus was dealing with Stolas, leaving the demented clown to clean up. and Fizz had every intention of wiping Blitzo’s memory and starting a new. The Jester had Blitzo cornered. Blitzo tries to run, but he only makes it onto his knees. Blitzo looks up apprehensively, his eyes wide as he scoots back, trying to get away. The boss imp braces himself against the wall, searching the area for a familiar face. They were all alone, Fizz straddles his knees, taking out a syringe filled with green fluid.

“We could have it again”, Fizz whispers into the shell of his ear.

“Eternal youth, this could be a return to childhood bliss, a do over, if you will. What do you say, BlitzO?, join me in the spotlight. You should have never left my side, and this time, I will rocket you to stardom. I can make our dreams come true.”

Blitzo whimpers, feeling the prick of the needle against his skin. He needed to get out of there, but Fizz had him pinned to the ground. The needle was sticking out of his neck. He wanted to call for Stolas. Scream for Moxie and Millie, but the clown was choking him out.

He was behind the curtains… time was running out, his vision was darkening around the edges. Fizz grins as Blitzo’s struggles lessened.

Blitzo’s nails scratched the surface of the stage, as he reaches up towards Fizz’s face.

“When you wake up BlitzO, you’ll have a whole new outlook on life. First your body will change… then, your memories will slip away.. piece by piece, you’ll only remember me.”

With his last moments of consciousness, he scratches a message to M&M and anyone who stumbles across the scratched message.

“Help me!,

Find me!

I’m scared!

“Don’t forget me!”

Fizzorolli grins down at the unconscious imp before him. He looks back to where Ausmodeous is, the two stunned lovebirds on stage.

“Don’t count on that BlitzO,” he grunts while scratching out the message. Cocking his head, he looks at the still form of the imp before him.

“Even if they pursue us, you won’t recognize them, he says, scooping up Blitzo into his arms “Time to make our way back home BlitzO, I have a trailer outside Aussie will come and get us once he has everyone else kicked out”. He tells the unconscious imp.

Tears form in Blitzo’s eyes as Fizz continues to speak. The jester will keep on him through the night, to make sure the procedure went through without a hitch.

#Hellvua Boss #Fizz/Blitzo #stolas/blitzo #moxie/millie #second chances #best friends #Deaging #blitzo

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common sense

k. tsukishima

you were a fool. but only for tsukishima. (f! reader)

a/n: ive been reading the manga and chapters 370+ literally have me bawling, im so emotionally attached. also fun fact you cant get your drivers license in japan till you graduate high school,,big rip for (y/n) and her food.

someone with common sense would’ve ran home to avoid the predicted forecast. they would’ve enjoyed safely arriving home without getting a single drop of rain on their uniform. but you lacked common sense.

the steady beat of raindrops hitting the ground accompanied by a strong gust of wind greeted you as you exited the school. you stood waiting, a bright green umbrella painted with purple triceratops in one hand while you rocked back and forth on your heels.

“what are you still doing here?” a voice suddenly asked, snapping you out of your trance. looking up you locked eyes with tsukishima causing a champagne pink hue to creep onto your cheeks.

“oh, i-uh, knew you didn’t have an umbrella, so i figured i would wait for you and we could walk together,” you beamed. tsukishima rolled his eyes and adjusted his glasses, but you swore you could see the corners of his lips curl up.

you knew tsukishima. you knew he hated the rain and deep down, he appreciated your kind gesture even if he didn’t say it.

he grabbed the umbrella in your hand and opened it outside the safety of the building. he took two steps into the rain before turning around to realize you were still frozen on the steps of karasuno high. there you were, an idiot shivering from head to toe in the cold weather, yet you still had a smile painted across your face.

“are you gonna just stand there or are you actually coming?” he muttered, his eyebrows furrowing in slight confusion.

“coming!!” you cooed before running down the steps and practicing colliding with him as you pressed closer to him under the tiny umbrella. maybe you should’ve packed a bigger umbrella, but you definitely weren’t complaining.

you walked in unison, small drops falling onto your sweater as you could barely fit under the umbrella with the beanpole. you took notice of one hand tucked away in the warmth of his jacket and the other clutching the umbrella for the two of you. and with your warm gloves, you placed a hand over his.

“sorry, your hand seemed a little cold” you blurted out, slightly afraid he would take his hand away in disgust. but he didn’t, he let you hold his hand. you could finally release the breath you were holding and smiled. rainy days never felt good. the sky may have been dark and gloomy, but being with him felt as if it was another spring day, the sun beaming brightly and the birds chirping.

your walk consisted of asking tsukishima about his volleyball club season and him asking about your classes. you wanted to amuse him, to hear his laugh just once, so you told him the story of how you went to school thinking you math test only to find it was actually an english test, receiving a grade no higher than your age.

and miraculously, he laughed. it was subtle and quiet, but it took away your breath and made your heart race.

tsukishima halted, finally arriving at his home. he glanced up at the sky before catching it slowly transform from a color to a baby blue.

“it stopped raining—“ you cut him off midsentence, grabbing the sides of his face and pulling him closer before you placed a quick peck on his lips.

“bye!” you shouted as you ran away. leaving poor tsukishima standing there, dumbfounded as to why his heart was beating so fast and why his knees turned into complete jelly.

you liked tsukishima. and luckily, he liked you too.

someone with common sense would’ve finished their homework and took advantage of a night free of worry. they would’ve enjoyed a full eight hours of sleep while dreams danced through their mind. but you lacked common sense.

the kitchen clock read 2:18, you were growing impatient waiting for cookies in the oven. before your crazy attempt to make lunches and treats for the entire karasuno team, you studied for your history test and finished a 10-page essay due the next day.

with your apron stained with all sorts of condiments and food, you glanced at the pile of bento boxes placed on your dining table. each decorated with a name of every player on karasuno’s mens volleyball club, of course including the cutest managers and best coaches.

the lunch box on top, reading my tsukki, my moon made with extra love and care for you boyfriend.

tomorrow was the miyagi prefectural qualifiers and as much as you wanted to be there, you had school. you longed to be in the crowds, screaming for tsukki and karasuno at the top of your lungs. so of course, you felt guilty for not being able to give your support. an alternative? food.

beep beep. the timer of the oven finally went off and you breathed a sigh of relief. you weren’t sure how long you could keep your eyelids open. your tiredness must’ve gotten to your head because without a second thought you opened the oven and reached for the scorching pan.

you spewed a variety of curses quietly in an attempt to not wake your parents, but the pain was intolerable. after taking the cookies out with the opposite hand, throwing them in a container and trying to type out ‘how to deal with burns’ with your pinky while one hand held ice (not a good idea) to the burn— you fell asleep on the couch.

not even 3 hours later, you woke up. oh the things i do for this boy. you shook your head, a smile creeping onto your face just thinking about him. you quickly throw on a hoodie and carefully place the food into a basket attached to your bike.

the sun had barely come up, just peeking from the horizon. it was way too early. riding your bike to karasuno while you rubbed your eyes constantly and yawned nonstop was a challenge. you almost tipped over several times. but once you arrived you were greeted by a horde of “hey it’s y/n!!” but the only thing you could really hear was “y/n what are you doing here?”

“well, good morning to you too, tsukki,” you chirped, taking the food out of your basket and carefully distributing it to everyone.

“wow y/n, you really didn’t have to do this.” daichi said. “but this does look amazing.” sugawara butt in, admiring the cute design. “y/n you’re the best, seriously!!” praised hinata, already shoving a small bite into his mouth for a quick ‘taste.’

when you handed tsukki his, confusion and worry came across his face. “but— look at you y/n. you look terrible.” he spat, reaching over to inspect your face. he titled your chin up and pulled your eyes wide.

“is that what you tell your girlfriend after she spent all night to make you lunch?” you pouted, slightly hurt from how he reacted.

“i think y/n looks pretty, like always.” yamaguchi gushed from afar.

“shut up yamaguchi.” “sorry tsukki!!”

“but you know thats not what i meant. i’m just worried about, you look like you haven’t sleep at all.” he shook his head.

“hey! technically i slept for 3 hours.” you argued, earning a signature tsukishima eye roll from the man himself.

“you’re an idiot, y/n. but thank you.” he muttered and placed a kiss on your forehead. suddenly, coach ukai cut in and yelled for everyone to get in the van. groaning, tsukki squeezed you into a hug.

“sorry i can’t be there, but win for me and i’ll be there next match. i promise” you pouted, adding an extra boost of encouragement for tsukishima. these days, you’d noticed how passionate he’d become about the sport and no words could describe your happiness over this.

after waving bye to the team and wishing them the best of luck, you stood alone in the parking lot. happy and excited for what was to come for the karasuno boys volleyball club. but stupid for thinking you could make it through the rest of your day on the mere 3 hours of sleep.

you were an idiot— a fool, perhaps.

someone might as well hand you a jester hat and shoes, bells included, of course. because you were a fool, for tsukishima kei only.

someone with common sense would’ve followed the sign saying “only players allowed on court.” they would’ve yelled praises of encouragement from the stands and just sent a text. but you lacked common sense.

as soon as you saw red liquid ooze from tsukishima’s hand, you hoped out of your seat and grabbed your belongings without hesitation. oh no. your heart sunk and before yachi could even try to calm you down you were already running.

past the crowds and down the stairs leading to the court. you sprinted towards the karasuno team, completely ignoring the officials yelling at you.

you gently pushed through tsukishima’s teammates and an angry expression reached your face once you met eyes with the boy.

“tsukishima kei, are you stupid?” you cursued at him. his face turns a slight pink as his teammates snicker at your typical girlfriend antics. meanwhile, several tournament officials walked over to check on tsukishima’s condition and kick you off the court since you weren’t a player. but you didn’t care. you took his hurt hand into yours, putting your face closer to examine the extent of his injury.

he winced in pain causing your anger to melt away. “you almost gave me a heart attack, you have no idea how worried i was up th-“ you blab on before tsukishima reassures you.

“y/n i’m still breathing, right? you care about me that much huh?” tsukishima smirked as he tried to hide the pain he felt in his right hand.

“okay lovebirds, why don’t you go to the medical office together and get it checked out? we’re going to need you back on the court, tsukishima.” coach ukai quickly sends the two of you away in hopes of him returning by the fifth set.

akiteru and yachi anxiously follow as you and tsukishima rush to the medical office. they wait outside and the doctor tells you two that only his pinky is discolated and the rest of his fingers are fine, so he can still return but he has to wait for the bleeding to stop. the doctor excuses himself to get more bandages, leaving the two of you alone.

you stand up from your seat to stand in front of tsukishima. his face is serious, clearly still fixated on the game still going on at the moment. you wanted to give him peace but you couldn’t hold in how proud you were.

you go on to explain how amazed you were. “and when you jumped up to block, i knew ushijima had no chance— then BOOM! his spike goes straight down into the floor. i think i broke yachi’s eardums with my screaming. not to mention how hot you looked out there like what the hell??” you gushed, making tsukishima smile amidst his pain.

he pulled you in closer and wrapped his long arms around your torso, tucking his face into the comfort of your neck. like muscle memory, your hand finds its way to his back and began to rub circles.

“you’re really sweaty, tsukki. its kinda gross.” you whisper into his hear making him click his tongue in response. but despite the perspiration dripping down his back, you honestly didn’t mind.

tsukishima pulls away, his eyes wander around your face. his breath hitching at your every feature, especially at how your eyes possessed a unique twinkle that didn’t just resemble stars but the entire galaxy. then he remembers the day he fell in love with you, that day you walked home together in the rain.

“god y/n, you’re crazy you know that, right? but i love you.” he chuckles. “i know.” you proudly state while you try to hide the fact that your heart was physically hurting from how fast it was beating. “and i-“ you sprinkle a dozen kisses all over tsukishima’s face. one for eveything you loved about him.” love you too, kei” you say before pressing your swollen lips against his.

“now go out there and beat shiratorizawa’s ass!”

and that’s exactly what he does.

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