#mall anon

[chaifootsteps]

Two tiny little kids playing together isn’t a “date.”

You're completely right. I hate when people say weird shit like that about kids. But that did remind me of something funny about the boy I babysit. For some reason he seems to think that going to the movies with anyone counts as a date. He doesn't know what dates are, but that's what he keeps calling it.

My parents took him and one of my cousins, a girl around his age, to go see the Mario movie. Afterwards he told his mom that he and my cousin went on a date 😂 And his mom was like "No, no, that's not what we call it.".

Then my mom took him to see the Paw Patrol movie. And afterwards it was, "Me and [Mom's name] went on a date to see the Paw Patrol movie!" 💀💀

I wish I knew how he picked up this term.

~ Mall anon

That's absolutely adorable, unlike that Stolitz pic! I love your babysitting boy and his movie dates with everyone.

#Anonymous #vivziepop mention #mall anon #actual blog post

[blackaquokat]

Hi Kat, how are you? I don't know if you remember me, but I was Mall Anon some years ago, and I wanted to come here to tell ya that your stories are still a great source of comfort to me and I still read your Acting Attorney fanfics when I need a good angsty moment. Hope you're well!

*gasps* MALL ANON!!!! I'VE MISSED YOU!!!! How've you been these days?

Wow, you know, it's really coincidental that you're reaching out, because I was just looking through my WKM fics and god, I miss Raindrop.

I keep wanting to revisit those works, but I've come so far as a writer since then that I think I'd like to do a re-write for literally all of my WKM pairings so that I can actually continue each series, but...I don't know. My muse has been all over the place fandom-wise (as everyone can probably tell by my dash) with no sense of consistency.

That being said, it means so much to me that you and others are still enjoying my stories! Thank you so much for reaching out, it's good to hear from you!

#kat answers #mall anon #not so anon anymore though!

[paragonraptors]

an isabela and merrill i sketched a while ago 

#dragon age #merrill #isabela #my art #years ago i saw someone's mall rat? AU? where merrill had a sleeve tattoo and i thought it was brilliant #so i just want to state i did not conjure that idea i just unfortunately don't remember the person i stole it from #UPDATE: thanks anon it was parksnark's kirkmall AU!

[xdahliarottenx]

#nu metal #y2k goth #mall goth #alternative goth #goth aesthetic #alternative #goth girl #goth #big tiddy goth gf #goth fashion #alt girl #send anons #ask me anything #emily the strange #goth gf #alt fashion #emo #trashy y2k #trashy coquette #90s #industrial #rock n roll

[unexpectedstormy]

*throws an autistic cinnamon roll at you*

I love cinnamon rolls. Yummy! Unless are you referring to my best boy Sky who is both autistic and a cinnamon roll?

#there's a Cinnabon at the mall just down the road from my apartment #I'm thinking of getting one as a reward for finishing school #anon my beloved #an unexpected ask

[sciderman]

Drifters White Christmas erasure (and I’m a Christmas music hater)

no no, you're right. unfortunately i can't listen to it in any other context other than it's inclusion in home alone (1990) because i'm under oath that the only song i can listen to with full consent in the month of december is wham!'s last christmas.

#sci speaks #my spotify is locked on wham!'s last christmas for an entire month. #i can be subjected to other songs in the shopping malls if it's in my periphera but i cannot consent to listening to any other songs. #WHY is drifters white christmas never playing in the malls. #it's always michael buble and i HATE michael buble. #sorry michael buble. #also that horrible sia song. i hate sia too. sorry sia. #actually i'm not sorry sia. you suck sia. #christmas music haters are the most valid people ever. me too anon. i hate christmas music so much. #i went to a christmas party the other day and the singing started and i wanted to die so much. #the worst part of it was they started singing wham!'s last christmas and i was like finally. some good music. #and the backing track CUT OFF and they sang mariah carey instead and it felt like i was being personally victimised.

[bisamwilson]

34 and whatever pairing u want if u are still taking prompts :D

hi anon! thanks for the ask <3 #34: things you whispered in my ear (from this list) a bit of catws redux peggynat on this sunday night!

Peggy had learned to be a bit of an optimist during the war.

It was more out of necessity than anything, really, a way to keep her head afloat and her mind from straying into too many of the overly realistic negatives it tended to latch onto, but it was also partially a natural consequence of both knowing and loving Steve Rogers and his unflappable ability to keep going through anything at all.

Until he couldn't anyway.

That had, admittedly, put a bit of a damper on her optimism.

She finds it flagging even more now as she puts on her best fake smile and nods at the rather intrusive genius bar employee who got a little overly enthusiastic when Natasha had told him they were researching destinations for their honeymoon.

"OMG!" he'd said, as if that was any shorter than just saying the full phrase, clapping his hands together with a oddly heightened nervousness Peggy's not quite sure what to do with. "How long have you been together? Are you wearing a dress? Is she wearing a dress? Are you both wearing dresses? I'm totally an ally!"

She finds herself wishing he was less of an enthusiastic one, oddly enough. "We haven't quite sorted out the details, given we are still researching here, but your support is appreciated--" she squints down at his name tag, "--Adam."

Adam smiles with all his teeth and, despite the fact that she'd become a literal fugitive and had watched a quasi-friend, quasi-coworker die in the last twenty-four hours, she thinks it might be the most off-putting thing she's seen today. "Of course! Well, I'll, uh, let you two get back to it. Let me know if you need anything else! Love is love!"

Peggy smiles again and hopes it manages to reach her eyes before turning back to Natasha. "Do you have everything we need, darling?"

Natasha grins and grabs her hand, pulling her out of the Apple Store and into the main section of the mall. People are milling about in every direction; Peggy hopes they provide more cover than the glasses and cap that Natasha had given her earlier, but she thinks there's only so much that can truly distract from a 6'2" woman roaming around a random shopping mall.

She spots the first agent at the same time Natasha does if her tighter grip on Peggy's hand means anything.

She lets herself be dragged towards the escalator, keeping her head down and her posture more slouched than she's ever allowed. Natasha stops on the step just above her, putting them slightly closer to equal stature, and leans in as close as she can, exaggeratedly turning her gaze to the SHIELD agent on the opposite escalator before darting back to Peggy, all without moving the rest of her face.

"You should kiss me," Natasha whispers in her ear, and it runs a chill up her spine.

Logically, she knows it's a distraction tactic. She'd used it herself on occasion, when she was out in the field as a spy before she'd taken the serum.

Logic doesn't seem to make her heart beat any slower, nevertheless.

She bends down to kiss her despite hearing her own heart in her ears. She tastes like the cherry chapstick Peggy's found that Natasha tends to favor, and a few seconds' worth of a kiss is enough to make Peggy think she might favor it, too.

"First kiss since 1945?" Natasha asks as she pulls her towards the exit at the bottom of the escalator, hand still in hers despite the fact the ruse is unnecessary now.

Peggy raises her eyebrows as she hops in the seat of the car they'd "borrowed." "I'd wager that means I'm in need of a bit of practice?"

Natasha waggles her eyebrows. "Practice makes perfect, Peg."

Peggy laughs, but it comes out as little more than an exaggerated puff of air out of her nose. "Jersey first, Widow. Then perhaps practice. I've always liked to save the sweeter things for last."

Natasha just grins.

#lmao sorry anon bet you weren't expecting peggynat when you said any ship #but i've been thinking about the mall scene with catws ever since what if...? dropped #and this was a perfect opportunity #is peggy still in love with steve here? absolutely. and this could fuck up the peggynat HOWEVER #i personally think steggynat is the perfect solution #anyways @the what if writers hire me for steggynat purposes and steggynat purposes alone #peggynat #peggy carter #natasha romanoff #marvel #what if...? #mak writes #ask #anonymous #peggy carter x natasha romanoff #captain carter #black widow #natasha romanoff x peggy carter #peggynat fic #peggynat fanfic #peggynat fanfiction

[professional-termite]

*Sniffs your HM art* *Eats it* 🥰

#kent from my mall cop au for your enjoyment anon #father kent #haunted mansion 2023 #owen wilson #disney haunted mansion #haunted mansion #haunted mansion movie #kent haunted mansion #anon #anonymous #anon asks

[pocketramblr]

Pocket you cannot leave me hanging like that, what happens after the DNA test comes out as a match?

1- The next night, the broker Izuku would prefer to not acknowledge comes back with a new piece of paper. "Well?" Shigaraki asks, and the broker waves his hands. "It's a boy." Dabi grabs the paper. "Match between Midoriya Izuku and... Person 2? Giran, what-" he stops, looks at Izuku, and tilts his head. "All Might's secret lovechild?"

2- Shigaraki buries his head in his hands at the worse mental image. Magne pats his back, Twice calls Dabi both an idiot and a genius, Toga questions how Giran got All Might's blood to test. Spinner and Compress turn to Izuku, and he shuts them down immediately. "No. I am not. Ugh, Todoroki thought that too "

Dabi gets so mad at that, he storms out without a word. Izuku thinks that's kinda weird, but Giran just takes the paper he dropped. "I didn't, Toga, that's mine. And it was a spit test, not blood."

Magne points out that spit is kinda just filtered blood, and Shigaraki yells at them all to shut up. Then, he asks Izuku about Todoroki- and his weaknesses.

3- Izuku has had to deal with Shigaraki wanting info on Bakugou out of him for the last day, and he's at his limit now. He snaps, Shigaraki snaps back, and it's only when Spinner tries to break in to point out that Todoroki was the other one who fought Stain. That's a good enough redirection for Izuku to ask if Shigaraki isn't super annoyed by the stain cosplay thing, considering their mall conversation. Giran sits down next between Magne and Compress, who fill him in on how Izuku's been the last day- refusing to let Toga spoon-feed him, but begrudgingly allowing Spinner, though they suspect that will be different now. Giran says Spinner is one of the better choices for Izuku to try and use for sympathy to get an out, since he does have Stain's approval, and Spinner is, as far as Giran knows, the only member who hasn't killed anyone yet. Smart. Compress says it runs in the family, but Magne says it's absolutely no thanks to Giran at all.

4- Giran lights up a smoke, with that gun lighter of his, and Izuku cuts off when he sees it, wary, until he just lights a cigarette and puts it away. He does ask though, "Giran, right, the broker? You give them the equipment too, you gave Mustard his gun?" Giran tells him he gave Dabi a gun, actually, and Mustard stole it. The others laugh. Izuku doesn't. He's mostly glad he heard any other name to use for the broker than Hisashi. But then Giran says that it sounds like Izuku's smart, and wonders if Tomura would have an easier time swaying Bakugou to his side using that. Either way, he'd be useful with some of Giran's training- and a short leash. Izuku's very unhappy with this idea, but Shigaraki's unhappy with him and says he might just do that, since it'll piss him off. Once Sensei makes sure he isn't OP, of course.

5- Izuku has a miserable next day, as usual. That night, Giran doesn't visit. Instead, the door knocks just before All Might crashes through the wall. Edgeshot knocks a lot of people out, then pauses looking at the piece of paper that fell from the bar. It's almost as disturbing as the teenage corpse floating inside of Kurogiri. But Izuku's hugging All Might, so everything is fine- aaaand they've all been wrapped away. Well. At least All Might can make AfO feel pain for it. Nine UA students commit vigilantism and get Izuku to a hospital. Inko is immediately brought over- though the hero Edgeshot does pull her aside while Izuku's in surgery, with a few questions.

+1- After Izuku gets his casts off and can go home, he gets a text from an unknown number.

"Hi kid. Like I said, even chances you'd get picked up. You can ask your friends how they knew, it was patches storming out in a hissy. Also like I said, you owe me a favor. Later, though. For now, just don't block this number?"

Izuku immediately blocks the number.

Cities away, Giran laughs and pulls out a second burner phone.

"fine, I get it, one helicopter parent is enough. Take your space."

Izuku glances to the door, behind which he knows his mother is getting ready for visitors from UA, that she isn't sure he's safe there, and holds his phone so tightly it breaks.

#he does end up at ua tho because Inko was freaked out about the test. it's probably fake but seems like they're stalking her kid #and i mean he isn't safe at the mall he isn't safe at home. ua isn't worse at least #but hmm wonder if he'll tell anyone.... #maybe he can dream one of the first three holders memories and decide to... #knows All Might won't care etc #but what's Inko thinking!! she's got no clue if that sugar daddy from almost two decades ago is actually on the villains radar or not #and if he is- she didn't get his real name so..... #pocket talks to people #anon #ask game

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

i’m not sure if you’ve wrote about this before but imagine sitting in a meadow with FL and braiding legacy’s fluff and sticking in some flowers while you do so. Once you’re done braiding his fluff, FL also picks some flowers and sticks into your hair trying to make it as pretty as you made his fluff be.

-sleepy anon

YES YES YESSSSS I LOVE ANYTHING THAT INVOLVES FOUL LEGACY AND FLOWERS

he sits so incredibly still when he feels your hands begin to weave sections of his fluff together, not wanting to accidentally ruin your work even as his wings begin fluttering happily, ears picking up the sound of your soft laughter. even when you move away you warn him not to move, fighting to keep down more laughter as you quickly gather some wildflowers in your hands, hiding them behind your back so your fluffy moth monster can't see what you're doing. oh so carefully, you pluck and weave the delicate flowers into the lilac fur, even settling a few in his soft ginger hair. by the time you're done it seems as if a field of blossoms had sprouted in Legacy's fluff, the multicolored petals contrasting beautifully with the light purple, and he glances down and immediately begins trilling joyfully, letting out happy croons as his claws graze the delicate flowers. you just smile and stand back, letting him admire his lovely new look

Legacy chirps, leaning over and beginning to carefully pick his own bunch of flowers, nudging you onto his lap. his talons are feather-light as he touches your own hair- he doesn't dare try to style it, out of fear that his sharp edges will damage your lovely hair, but he can delicately tuck the stems of flowers into sections and behind your ears. it's not as secure or neat as your version, but your heart still flutters nonetheless when you touch the blooms so lovingly set in your hair, so you can match him, and Legacy purrs deeply and nudges his cheek against yours, giving the skin a soft, playful nibble and cooing with unabashed delight

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #WOOOooooo what a day #and not in a bad way it was just very VERY busy #i had work to do in the morning and evening and went out with a friend in the afternoon #i thought we were just going to the mall but we ended up going other places #was very fun! but i'm very tired now #short scenario #other's stuff #good evening #chit chat #sleepy anon

[chaifootsteps]

Would you believe that my parents, in their early 30s, dressed me, a 5 year old, up as a pimp for Halloween?

- Mall anon

Oh my fucking god, that's so terrible but I'm cackling right now.

#Anonymous #Mall anon #actual blog post

[softquietsteadylove]

Hiii, I was just wondering if you can make another stories of zombie au for the Thenamesh I really miss it, I have some idea of them being trap with a horde of zombie all around them they think that there's no way out of the situation and they saying good bye to each other or something like that before rescue has arrived or something again hahaha, just a suggestion thank you.

Thena pressed her hands to her ears as the banging increased in volume. She should have double checked the perimeter. She should have banged on some of these shipping containers and made sure they weren't full of these things. She should have been more careful, and then she and Gil wouldn't be in this mess.

She opened her eyes, seeing the aged and dirty flannel Gil was wearing. His arms were around her, protecting her as best he could in this hopeless a situation.

Sweet, perfect Gil. The best thing she could have found in the end of the world. The best thing she had ever found at all, maybe.

"I'm sorry, Thena."

She pulled away, looking at him in the dim light - just barely more than pitch black - of what small holes were rusting the corners of the shipping containers away. She blinked and shook her head, as if she hadn't understood the words he was saying at all.

"I'm so sorry," he repeated, practically whimpering, his chest heaving with panic. He blinked and she caught the sparkle of tears in his eyes. "I-I should have checked better, h-helped y-"

"No," she shook her head. No, Gil was at fault for nothing, and she would throw herself to those things outside before she let him believe he was. "No, Gil, you-"

"I shouldn't have-" he choked, pulling her tight against him again as their doom pounded on the rickety outside of their haven. "We should have just gone around. You wouldn't-"

Thena tried to find the words to argue with him. He wasn't making any sense. "No, Gil!"

"You would've made it," he blinked at her, his tears slipping down the apples of his cheeks. She wished she could have heard him laugh more. "You could make it if you weren't dragging me around with you."

"No!" she barked at him, not that it mattered how much sound she made now. If they were going to die in here, then whatever had kept her from saying this before didn't matter, right?

"You," she gulped, looking at him for all she was worth. This was what she wanted to see when and if she died. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me, Gil."

His tears built up again, "but-"

"No buts," she shook her head, forcing him to look at her and pass the words from her lips directly to him. "I am so glad...I am so lucky you found me by accident in that old sports store. Because I have been more sane in this time with you than I ever was in the real world."

"You are so sweet, and so kind, and in a time when you don't have to be," she laughed. Because she was never sweet like him, end of the world or not. But then she found him, and he did things like pick wild berries for her, and stand guard when it was her turn to bathe, and hold up heavy doors while she looted supplies for them.

"Never think you are anything less," she urged--demanded of him. She leaned in, pressing her forehead to his, and then her lips to his lips. "You are the very best thing left in this awful world."

Gil kissed her back, desperate and heartfelt. "Th-Thena, I-I-"

She bit her lip. She was crying too, now. She nodded, but she wanted to say it. If she could never say anything else, she had to be able to say this, right?--in these last moments, this last chance to tell him just how much he meant to her?

How much she loved him?

"Gil, I lo-"

They both flinched. What sounded like a gunshot sounded outside the shipping container serving as their shelter. It wasn't though--it was the backfire from a motorcycle driving down the other side of the road.

Gil held her, their chests moving wildly in the stress of it all. They clung to each other, but the pounding on the outside of the metal decreased, slowly but surely ebbing away. Gil dared to look up from the top of her head. He whispered, "they're following it."

It would have only passed for a few seconds, but it was just enough to draw the attention of those things. With any luck, they would go dormant again once the stimulation was over.

Thena peeked out from his chest. It was true, the dull and lifeless palms slapping against metal was growing quieter. She looked up at him.

They would live.

Gil let out a faint gasp, pressing a laugh of pure relief and hysteria into her hair.

Thena pressed her tears into the t-shirt under his flannel. She liked how he smelled. Under any other smells that clung to him during their travels, he smelled like a house. He smelled like coming home after a long day.

They waited until it was completely silent outside. Opening the door to the thing would probably wake them again, but with any luck it would be a manageable number. Nothing like earlier, at least.

Thena pulled out her knives, walking in front of Gil, as she always did. "Ready?"

"Ready," he said more surely than he usually did, standing beside her with his trusty iron skillet in hand.

She smiled at him--her trusty partner in all this hell around them.

"Hey," he whispered, looking down at her, barely more than a silhouette in the faint light. "What were you going to say?"

"Hm?"

"Before," he glanced back at the far corner where they had pressed themselves in their earlier terror. "What were you going to tell me?"

Thena blinked, a different kind of terror flooding through her. She tightened her grip on her knives. Maybe she could use the adrenaline to move quicker. "I'll...tell you later."

Gil couldn't see the warmth burning in her cheeks.

"Okay," he accepted easily, because he was Gil. He raised his skillet in his hand like a baseball bat, "I'll tell you mine too."

Thena smiled. She wondered what he would tell her come the time. And what would she make up so she didn't have to tell him that she was in love with him? "Deal."

#Thenamesh Zombie AU #honestly thank you for asking this anon! #I missed this AU honestly #I just love these two dummies at the end of the world #Gil and his murder wife I mean respected ally in the apocalypse #he is so sweet and docile by nature #he's like man I hope I can be of some use to Thena she's so cool #and she's here like god I love this man #she's free from society #she's free from medication and mandated therapy and episodes #ironically now that there are barely any humans left #but then she finds this sweet gem of a man #and she falls utterly and completely for him #and suddenly she's not just counting out the days in an old sports gear shop in a mall #she's living #because he's her new purpose sorry

[artlesscomedic]

for requests, how about making a design for one of the QSMP ppl in mall au?

-caps anon (long time no see!)

ayy, long time no see!! happy to hear from you! :D my tablet is on the charge, but here's some laptop ms paint:

I like Baghera and Maxo's dynamic, and I think they could take Schlatt pretty easily. He talks a big game, but he is sickly and frail.

This probably isn't canon though, they'd more likely be a cameo or something in the background... But I could see Tommy hiding from Dream, and they cover for him no hesitation, no questions asked.

#asks #shouting anon #dsmp mall au :) #smp schlatt #q baghera #q maximus

[just-bendy]

*A crow lands in the askbox*

"Hey, hey! I think I found a place to take a look-see! While I was flying I spotted a place with so many music making thingies in it! I know you Bendys like music, so maybe look there!"

-🪶 Crow Anon

Ooh, I think I know just the place!

#bendy #batim #batim bendy #batim au #flawedclonesau #bendyclonerevival #ask #anon #(( i was gonna wait until they got to the mall to answer this bc then it bc there's a place like that in there but then i felt bad ))

[ronanceisintheair]

So you talking/asking about Fake Dating AUs has kept me up at night for the past few days with brainrot. I mean, College!Fake Dating ronance? Picture this: Nancy at Emerson and Robin at Northeastern for linguistics and basically Nancy is chasing some story in the late 80s/90s punk scene in the city. Basically because she likes having a partner in crime -cough likes having her Birdie in hand-holding distance at all times cough - she enlists Robin's help. Cue makeover 2.0, Nancy edition, when Robin insists that Nancy is not going to blend in unless she dresses like a Buckley. Now imagine Robin on her knees in front of Nancy again, doing some kind of final touch (folded cuffs for extra gay?). When they finally get to a punk party, Miss Nancy Denial Wheeler keeps on getting distracted by how hot Robin looks, and her target mistakes her blatant staring for them being a couple. In a moment that imitates rambling Robin at her finest, Nancy accidentally agrees, sparking a weeks-long fake-dating scenario that obviously leads to passionate confessions by Boston Harbor. Anyway, thanks for coming to my tedtalk and I apologize but I needed to say something or I would scream.

*I'm gonna act totally normal when I answer this*

First of all, picturing Robin giving Nance a makeover this time has me on my knees. Furthermore Nancy in a *Buckley* esque look, holy hell.(Robin would be feeling some type of way I just know it)

Secondly, yes Nancy rambles her way into fake dating Robin, not only because this girl is out of her element and is entranced by Robin being in her element, but as if she hasn't dreamt of saying yes to being Robin's girlfriend at least once or twice...or thrice. Yea maybe she's short circuiting a little(And shit if Robin doesn't easily roll with the curve ball and that makes Nancy even more smitten, it's like they haven't lost their touch.)

Undercover, underground, fake dating au. Sign me the fuck up. Sign me up anon! Do not apologize for placing gems into my ask box!

#thinking about nancy raiding Robin's closet. but things don't fit quite right. #she's fine rolling with a stylized slightly oversized shirt. maybe a few accessories and accenting button down shirts. #but the pants. thats a reach. queue going out to the mall which turns into a whole shopping extravaganza(elmax style) #you get a gold star in asks anon. thank you #ronance au #ronance #asksintheair

[pcktknife]

have...have you seen the venti black history month tiktok? thoughts?

do i even wanna know😭

#is it that one w the cosplayer at the mall cause if it is ive been purposely avoiding it to save me the embarrassment #asks #anon #mhy